HITS: Right, before you start bugging me about how crap this is, let me inform you of a few things. Have I watched the series? Sort of, but my friend watched all of it. He wanted me to write a story with it, but I needed something I knew a little about and I was too lazy to look it up. Don't get me wrong, it's a good show and, given a good weekend or day off, I might finish the other half of it. Don't like it? Then don't read it. Ah well, here I go. Let me know how it is. Who knows, I might really get into this story.
P.S. I know the name of the town and the academy.
Jay Follen was a transfer student and was new to the country all together. It was a big day for him, first of the school year. He had to move here due to some problems back home. What was this town called again? Forget it. Oh, it started with a S. He would leave that for later. He didn't understand it all, but it sounded like his parents had something to do with something serious. The police showed up and moved him as far as they could from them. An officer named Tas said he would show up every week to check in, so it wasn't like he was going to be shut off from the world.
The house was well furnished, but it seemed no one lived in it forever. It just had a dead feeling to it. The vanilla colored walls seemed cold to even look at, as if they had never been touched. The stairs directly at the end of the hall from the front door led to an equally soulless second floor. The polished dark oak floor shined even in the dull morning light.
The kitchen looked more like an arsenal of anything sharp. It scared him to even walk in. The Kitchen had a good view of the eating area, dining room, whatever it was called here. The only amount of dusk that was removed was the amount that stuck to his fingers when he ran a hand across the surface. It was a nice dark color, darker than the floor. He figured it could seat eight people, three on each side with one on each end. There were enough chairs too.
The living room was nice. A dark brown couch sat in the middle of the room facing a large plasma screen, which also had dust on it. There was a desk against the far wall with a wireless phone charging in its base on it. It was made of a light colored wood with two drawers and a cabinet. Two windows had a view of his small backyard, but he could still lounge around out there. The room was a bit bare, but the couch he slept on was very nice.
He had a look upstairs as well. A bathroom that was so white that it nearly blinded him when he turned the light on and four bedrooms. He had been told that the other rooms were guestrooms, so he shouldn't need to use them. It was a harsh insult, but they were right. He wouldn't have any reason to use them since he just got here. He had to study the language so much he could recite half the textbook from memory. He could carry out full conversations and read basic signs. He wouldn't make friends anytime soon because he would just have to leave when this whole issue with his parents was resolved.
He still got had his phone and his friend Luka texted him regularly. Luka was his only friend back home and he was huge! Standing nearly seven feet tall, he had to duck in school to avoid hitting his head. He was crazy strong too. He once lifted a car off its two front wheels, a car! Lately, however, his girlfriend Ella had been taking up most of their free time. The thought of him complaining that Jay left him with her by himself brought a smile to his face as he walked down the road.
At that moment, his phone vibrated. Jay took the phone and looked at it, Luka. He could tell by the super model picture that Luka made for himself when Jay wasn't looking. Luka then stole Jay's phone and put it as his contact picture. Jay could never change it. Luka had done something so he could never change it even though he could change everything else. He opened Luka's message.
You just had to leave me here! I wanted to go too, you know. When I'm on vacation, you better set up a place for me to sleep.
Jay smiled again, "Good morning to you too." He sent a reply.
Fine, but leave Ella home. No pets allowed.
He didn't have anything against Ella, but she was constantly at his side like a dog. Well, a very beautiful dog. It was kinda funny actually. He noticed a rather active group. It looked like five girls and a guy. The guy was taller than all of them and three of the girls had ridiculously long hair while the other two kept theirs short. At the rate they were walking, he would pass them in a few seconds. He held his breath as he walked by. He didn't know why, he just did.
When he was past, he heard one of the girls speak, "I don't think I've seen him around before." The man spoke too, "He might be a freshman. Look, he's wearing our uniform."
By this time he was exiting earshot. Did he really stick out that much? He was five feet and eleven inches tall, weighed 130, and was fair built. His dark brown hair was a little long, but not long enough to cover his eyes. Maybe it was because of his scar.
When he was about six years old, about ten years ago, he was looking in the shed for a Frisbee he threw in there. He found the stupid thing… right under the power saw on the workbench. He hit one of the legs crawling out and the saw fell, its own cord holding the trigger down. It fell, bit into his shoulder and traveled down the back of his arm all the way to his wrist.
It was a miracle he didn't bleed out. The only reason he didn't was because Luka, who was even his friend back then, was returning a movie. Luka found him screaming in the garage, called an ambulance, then carried him halfway to the ambulance on the highway.
Now that he thought about it, Luka didn't change at all except in height and build since then. Not a thing changed. And he looked like a high school student then too. Maybe he failed so many times they kept him there. Maybe he never went until last year since they were both freshmen, but that didn't explain his age. Maybe, he was an adult that just didn't want to leave yet. That was a mystery for another day. The school building was coming up. He had heard about the Gods, Demons, and gifted humans living together here, but it was like none of the other races lived in any other country, Luka didn't know a thing about it when he asked, like he never saw one before. It was like they kept mostly to themselves.
A few students blocked the entrance to the school building. Jay walked up with a fake smile, "Hey, could I get in?" The one dead center glared at him, "Until we deal with Rin Tsuchimi, no one comes in or out."
Jay's shoulders dropped, "Are you kidding me?! Get the hell out of my way!" The crowd tried to stop him, but he jumped over them. He messed up the landing and slid into of the shelves of shoe lockers. His back ached horribly. He wasn't much of a fighter, but he was good at acrobatics for some reason. Jay got up and dusted himself off.
"Did you see that speed? It's Tsuchimi in disguise!"
What the hell? " What? No, I'm the new guy." Jay only had time to take off running down one of the halls. He went up five flights of stairs and barged into a classroom, "Excuse me!" He slid the window open and climbed out. The fall would most likely kill him if he screwed up here, but he had done this before. He grabbed the window ledge and hung there. All he has to do is hold on and they won't find him. About one minute should do it.
After a minute, he heard screaming. It was coming from the floor below him. The window under him opened, "Drop down, we'll catch you." Jay tried to look at the guy, "What? No. Shut up, or they'll find me."
"This isn't a game! You could get hurt or even die."
"If they find me I'll die!"
Jay heard what sounded like a herd of buffalo and the window flew open as the guy from the front gate stared down at him, "Got you, Tsuchimi!"
Jay bared his teeth, "I'm not Tsuchimi, moron! I just transferred here! Why do you want him so bad anyway? You have a crush on him or something?" The guy was fuming and made a wild grab for him.
Jay felt the faint touch of fingertips on his shoes. He dropped as soon as they had a grip. They barely caught him. Jay's heart stopped a while ago when hanging on the ledge, so this didn't do much. It took two people to pull him in. A teacher walked up to him, "What were you thinking?!"
Jay calmed down and stood on his shaking legs, "I was thinking some Tsuchimi fan club was about to kill me on my first day. You should really keep them in check."
The guy on Jay's left tensed up, "It wasn't a group of guys looking like they would destroy someone, was it?"
"As a matter of fact, it was." The guy bowed slightly, "Sorry about them, I knew something was off today."
Jay wasn't a moron, "You're said Tsuchimi, I'm guessing?"
The black haired man straightened up, "Yes, I'm Rin Tsuchimi. Wait, I saw you this morning on the way here. Uh, what was your name?"
Jay had to lean on a wall to keep from falling over, "Jay Follen. I just transferred. I have to say, the welcome wagon sucks."
Rin had black hair and had a 'Did I miss something' look on his face as well as brown eyes.
"How on earth did they mistake me for you? Our eyes aren't even the same!"
The teacher looked at a sheet of paper and then back at Jay, "Yeah, Jay Follen, right here. An interesting way to get here, but you made it. Welcome to homeroom."
Jay came to a conclusion then and there. I'm gonna die a slow and very painful death before this is over.
It was lunch when Rin found him, "Jay."
Jay had his head down, trying to sleep, "Yeah? What's up?"
"We were wondering if you wanted to eat up on the roof with us. Do you want to?"
Jay thought about that, longer than he should have. It was a good chance to see the view of the city, maybe even sleep in the sun. "I'm not going to get run down by your fans again, am I?"
Rin smiled at him, "I hope not." That smile… it seemed fake.
"If this is a set up, I will have your head."
Jay followed Rin to the roof where the girls he saw this morning were all sitting, "I found him." Jay looked at Rin accusingly. He was expected? This had trap all over it. He should know, he went to quite a few schools like that. He was forced to sit down.
Jay stayed on guard, as Luka had taught him, until the girl with the two long pigtails started staring at him. Her blue eyes seemed sharp, but indifferent. He looked away.
The girl with short hair and a red ribbon waved a hand in front of his face.
"Huh? Sorry, I was miles away." When she spoke, her voice was high pitched and sweet. It was a nice sound and very convincing, "I was asking where your lunch is."
"I already ate it." He hadn't even packed a lunch or bought anything. He usually didn't eat until early in the morning or really late at night, never in the middle of the day. The girl smiled at him, " I'm Kaede Fuyou. Thank you for helping Rin." Jay looked away, "Don't thank me until I do something on purpose."
Rin started introducing everyone, "This is Asa, Sia, Nerine, and Primula."
Jay looked at all the smiles, "First names, huh? I'm Jay."
His phone vibrated. It was Luka.
Do anything stupid yet?
Jay smiled and almost laughed.
Dude, you have no idea.
Nerine, the one sitting closest to him on his right, started to say something, "Can I ask where you got that scar?" Jay turned his arm, "This one?" She nodded.
Jay forced his sleeves down a little further, but there was no hiding that thing. "Something stupid that nearly got me killed, kinda like today."
There was little conversation and Jay ended up sleeping by the edge of the roof. His classes were simple enough, so it shouldn't be much of a problem to get decent grades. On the walk home, he picked up some noodles for dinner over the week to come. He walked into his new home and noticed shoes by the front door, Tas.
"Hate to show up so sudden, but we've heard tell of a virus spreading around here. I brought a vaccination for you." Jay confirmed the doctor's letter was from his family doctor all the way back in the U.S. Jay stayed still as Tas shoved it into his right arm. Jay also saw Tas's own shot wound in his arm.
The liquid was cold, freezing even. He could feel it moving through his veins, creeping like a predator, until it ran full circle through his blood. Before long it faded. Tas stayed around for Jay to tell him about his first day, but with a single phone call, he had to leave.
Jay didn't even have time to ask about his parents. He felt too out of place in this country. He didn't like it. Maybe that would change soon.
The next day was a day off, so Jay stayed in the house. He spent the morning fixing up the house. Something outside the window caught his eye. A group of people, better known as Rin's group. What were they doing here? Oh well, nothing to do with him.
He went and took a shower after the housework. The whole place seemed much livelier and the arsenal of knives was hidden in a safe place far away from the kitchen. He couldn't think of anything better than a shower in the middle of the day. It was so relaxing. He went down stairs afterwards and sat on the cool sofa. The chilled leather touching his back made him jump a bit. He saw Rin's group walk past his house several times, like they were looking for something. Odd, but not his problem.
At some point during the day, he went into town to get a rosebush for his back yard. He got the rose, but it looked like rain and soon. He went full sprint towards his house. When it started to rain, it rained hard. Jay placed the plant near the backdoor as a reminder, but this rain would make it hell. He thought about what to do when a thought popped into his head. Not many people will be out in this storm, so he might as well eat out at a shop or something. There wouldn't be any lines or waits.
With a glorious idea, he marched out into the storm with his umbrella and a hoodie in case he lost the umbrella.
A few hours later and the rain was still coming down hard. Jay was getting ready to leave the cafe when he saw two familiar hair colors a bit down the road standing under an awning. A single thought was the only resistance.
I'm gonna regret this.
It turned out to be Kaede and Primula, as he thought. They were looking the other way when he walked up, "Forget something?" Kaede took a bit of time to recognize his face without the dismal frown plastered to it, "Jay. Yeah, we didn't think it would rain this fast."
Jay laughed a little. She looked at him like he was weird. He came to a compromise and threw his hood up. Jay extended the umbrella to them, but Kaede shook her head, "No, that's okay. I think it's letting up." At that very moment, thunder sounded.
Jay sighed, "Take it, I'll get it back tomorrow. I don't need it anyway."
When he got home, he noticed a box sitting in the middle of the hall with a folded piece of paper on it. He grabbed the paper. It was a note from Luka.
Some dude in a black suit asked me to help pack things you left in your house. I put Little Devil in a small box, probably the one this note was on. Its rednu eht mottob. Also, I put your laptop, mp3 player, and speakers in here. I know, I'm awesome. You can thank me in a month.
Knowing Luka, he did that messed up part on purpose. Jay had to think a bit before it came to him. It was backwards. He wrote each word the other way and wound up with "under the bottom."He opened the box, pulled out the normal items, and saw the tiniest gap between the bottom of the box and the actual sides of the box, sneaky. He removed the fake bottom and looked at the shiny black rectangle. He put in the combination their family had used since Luka's great grand father, 319. The lid sprung open, revealing a nine-millimeter pistol with Little Devil carved into the side. The silver metal was shined recently, three loaded clips sat neatly in the box, and a pipe cleaner for the barrel. Luka always thought that was enough to keep it clean. It would take a bit more than that.
Why would he send this to Jay? Jay didn't care at the time, he felt so much safer with it. He carried to box to his room and collapsed on the bed.
Jay woke up at the sound of the front door opening. He gripped Little Devil under his pillow. This was supposed to be a peaceful town! Who the hell broke into his house? Worse yet, he heard the intruder making a beeline for his room. The door flung open and formal shoes clicked off the wood floor. A hand shook him harshly. Jay flipped over fast, flinging the pillow into the intruder's face. The intruder backed up, giving Jay enough time to tackle them to the floor.
He drove the barrel of his gun into the intruder's forehead, "Damn it Jay! Get off me." That voice… "Tas? What are you doing here at," he looked at the clock on his nightstand, "two in the morning?" Tas got to his feet, Uzi in hand, "We need your help."
They were driving to a rundown area of the city in Tas's car, "He's what?" Tas kept his bright gray eyes on the road, "He escaped from a holding cell of ours. He killed seven fully armed guards with his fists, then he got dangerous."
Jay glared at Tas, "Then why are you dragging me here?! If he butchered you guys like meat, why bring me here? I don't even have half the crap you do. I don't even know who you work for. CIA? Military?"
Tas wasn't showing any emotion but pure hate, "I suppose I could tell you. You'll be helping us after all. I work for a branch of an organization called Blackwatch. We specialize in containing and destroying biological threats. The man in question was said biological threat. It may come to a citywide quarantine if we can't kill him. He is a monster in every definition. I saw him grow claws and cut men into seven pieces."
Jay was furious, "All the more reason I shouldn't be here! I can't take on something like that! Why are we still driving?"
Tas smiled and the space between his middle and index fingers shined white in the streetlights, "Because to kill a monster, we need a monster."
Tas lashed out and drove a needle right into Jay's neck. No sooner did he pull the needle out that Jay lost consciousness.
HITS: All I have to say is don't like it, don't read it. Kind criticism it accepted, by that I mean give your opinion, but don't go on an hour-long rant about how I missed a tiny detail. Just tell me about it and watch me fix it. However, if you came to bash the entire thing, then shoo. Go on then, off with you! Man, I'm aggressive today.