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Hey, Jewel Quest Fans, check this out!
And well, the beginning isn't all that good, and I wrote it over a course of two months (yes, I know I said I'd have it done very soon) but the ending is quite well. I'm very busy with school, bu I'll try to post more. Wait until July. Then the writing REALLY starts to heat up!
Her Troubles
I recall it all started with Nakita and that mysterious email for help. But before I can start my story, you must first hear Nakita's story, how she spent that summer break, so many years ago.
Nakita had just gotten off of the plane to Norway with her pet, Cherry, a odd pet that had pretended to be a stuffed animal, and Kanari Care, a good friend who lived in the same town as her Grandmother, whom she had come to visit.
They journeyed to the town and up a hill where the town was, and where Kanari lived. Nakita lived farther up the hill.
Kanari lived in quite a large house, well kept, and was eager to get home, so Nakita happily volunteered to walk to her house by herself. Kanari reluctantly agreed.
"Don't worry about me." Nakita said as she waved over her shoulder and started up the hill. "I'll be fine!"
"Is it very long to your grandmothers?" Cherry wanted to know.
"Not really." Nakita said. "See that white house up there, Cherry? There it is?" Nakita smiled, excited, and began to run. Cherry bounced in her arms.
"Slow down Nakita." Cherry panted as Nakita ran up to the black gate.
"I can't!" Nakita called, running up.
Up in a tree, four boys hung on its branches, watching.
"Looks like Mrs. Gliverd's got a visitor." One of the boys said. "C'mon."
"So this is it?" Cherry asked, peering at the house. "Sure big."
"Yeah, I kn-" Nakita's head came in contact with a pebble. "Hey, watch it!" Three more pebbles came flying down. Nakita lowered her head and started to run for the door. She urgently ran up to the door and started to ring the doorbell.
"Who was that?" Cherry asked.
"Shh." Nakita said. The four boys jumped off of the tree and approached Nakita.
"Allow us to intro-" The first boy (obviously the leader) started.
"Ve don't wont them introductions ageen!" A voice rang out. The door creaked open and a head, wrapped in a black shawl, came out. "Shoo."
"You can't make me shoo, lady." The boy crossed his arms over his chest.
"Grandma?" Nakita asked.
"Oh yes I can." Mrs. Gliverd came out and started poking the boy with a broom. The boy in return grabbed the handle and started to poke it at her, who yelped in pain.
"Hey!" Nakita said, snatching over the broom and slamming it over his head.
"Hey!" The boy covered his head, glaring at Nakita. "Who do you think you are?"
"Who do you think YOU are?" Nakita asked, indignant. Nakita and the boy glared at each other while the other three giggled and pulled off apples from Mrs. Gliverd's apple tree (which was rather shriveled) and ate them. "Listen, kid, I better not find you around here or anywhere near my grandmother and her house again." Nakita said, hands on her hips, sticking a finger in the boy's face, who leaned back away from it and turned red.
He smirked and crossed his arms, a crooked smile on his face.
"You don't know what you're up against." He said, marching out of the gates. The other three dropped the apple cores and followed.
* * *
"So, what's happened?" Nakita asked, as they were in the kitchen. She poured herself some orange juice into a cracked cup and began to drink it. Cherry lay on the table, posed as a stuffed animal.
"They're the most ridiculous gang of all time." Mrs. Gliverd said, scowling. "I'm sorry you had to see them, Nikki."
"It's all right." Nakita said. "I want to know more about him." Mrs. Gliverd sighed, and walked over to the counted.
"It's rather a long story." Mrs. Gliverd started. "You're tired Nakita. How bout we talk about this tomorrow?" Nakita shrugged. "Let's get you unpacked." Nakita followed Mrs. Gliverd upstairs, to an empty room, except for a plain bed and a dresser. There Mrs. Gliverd left her and disappeared.
"Nakita?" Cherry asked from the doorway. She had followed them up. Nakita looked up, her eyes full of tears. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know." Nakita said, wiping her tears. "Grandma doesn't seem herself anymore, and the house is, well, so run-down. I wonder what happened?"
"Don't worry." Cherry said. "She said she'll explain it all to you tomorrow. Let's see if we can make any improvements here." Nakita smiled.
"Yes, let's." Nakita pulled her bags towards her and started to zip open the bag and pull out items. "It's just those three guys that bother me, and Norway doesn't seem like such a good place suddenly."
"Take it easy." Cherry suggested. "Your grandmother must have a good reason for this." Nakita sighed, and stretched on the bed.
"C'mon Cherry. Let's go visit Kanari." Nakita left her bags and, grabbing Cherry, started downstairs.
Kanari's house was well kept. Nakita rang the doorbell at the gate, and it automatically opened. Nakita walked up to the door, it opened, and revealed a grinning Kanari.
"Hey, what's up!" Kanari said, more of squeal than a question.
"A lot of things." Nakita said glumly.
"Hey." Kanari said. "What's wrong?" Nakita titled her head, and shrugged. Kanari closed the door behind her.
"C'mon, let's go to the ice cream parlor in town." Kanari said. "We can talk there -if you want to, that is." Nakita nodded and they walked down towards the town, down the path again.
"So?" Kanari asked after they had ordered their drinks.
"Well, I was just going to Granny's house, and these three boys were throwing apples at her, well, not exactly, but they were in our tree and they were, well, basically vandalizing."
"Vandalizing is a serious violation of the law in the U.S." Kanari said, sipping her frozen milkshake. "What are you going to do?"
"Well, I told them to stay away from my grandmother and if." She suddenly broke of, and looked at the door. The three boys had just entered. Kanari followed her gaze. She leaned close and whispered in Nakita's ear.
"Is that them?" She asked. Nakita nodded, her gaze fixed, her eyes narrowed, and, as Kanari noted, looking very scary, like she could murder someone at the moment. Kanari edged away.
The boys met Nakita's gaze and came over.
"Why, isn't it Mrs. Gliverd's little granddaughter." The leader taunted. "Glad to see you here." Nakita peered at him, her eyebrows slightly arched and higher than normal. Kanari stiffened a giggle and watched. The boy grunted.
"This time we WILL introduce ourselves." Another one said. "This is Jack (he pointed to their leader) and I'm-"
"We, or rather I, already know." Kanari said calmly, stirring her milkshake with her straw, looking like everything suited her just fine. The four others stared at her. Kanari looked up, her straw still in her hand. "Jack, Martin, and Hugo." She said, pointing the straw at each of them in turn. "Big deal." Jack's ears turned red.
"And what do you know?" He asked, snatching away Kanari's milkshake from her. "You've been away for a long while!"
"So?" Kanari drew her milkshake back and started to eat it once again. "Big deal." Jack gritted his teeth.
"So, I would like to know why you guys pick on my grandmother and our house." Nakita demanded indignantly.
"Don't you know?" Jack asked, leaning on the table. He whispered, "She's a witch." By now he was so close to Nakita's ear that if she turned her head, it would collide with his. But she didn't, instead, she thought this over, and, without any warning, slapped him with the back of her hand, her face turned still towards Kanari.
"Ow!" Jack said, holding his cheek. Nakita stood up.
"She is not!" She hissed.
"Is too!" Jack said, grabbing Kanari's milkshake and using it as an ice pack. "Hey, isn't Mrs. Gliverd a witch?" Jack turned towards the rest of the customers in the parlor. There came the noise of a few murmurs.
"That proves it." Martin cut in. Nakita stared at them, and for a few seconds, she looked like she was going to slap all of them again, but instead, she turned red and rushed out of the parlor.
"Oh, gee, thanks a lot!" Kanari said. Grabbing her milkshake from Jack, she pinched his red cheek and hurried after Nakita.
"Gah." Jack said, holding his cheek desperately.
"Nakita, wait up!" Kanari said, hurrying after Nakita, who was running back towards her house. Nakita stopped, paused, and turned around. They were already out of town.
"I just can't stand it anymore!" Nakita said, her voice rising angrily. "I mean, who does he think he is? My grandmother, a witch?" Kanari didn't say anything.
"And announcing it for the whole." Nakita broke off and sighed. "Ooh, one of these days!" She raised a fist at the sky.
"Nakita." Kanari interrupted.
"I will get him! I will get back! At him for all he's done!" Nakita said, raising her fist each time.
"Nakita." Kanari said.
"Stupid freak."
"Nakita!" Kanari said, a little taken aback and a little frantic.
"What's wrong?" Nakita asked.
"Your wings." Kanari hissed.
"Huh?" Nakita looked over her shoulder. "Ah!" She quickly dissolved her wings. "That wasn't supposed to happen."
"Guess it does when you get mad." Kanari said, slurping down the rest of the milkshake. Halfway done, she remembered that it had been on Jack's cheek and threw it in the nearest trashcan. "C'mon, ignore them. Try to enjoy it here."
So, around two weeks after that incident, Nakita stomped into Kanari's house, asked politely to use the computer (the only one in town, and the maids didn't dare refuse, while the Care's were out of town for the day) and sent an email, addressing what had happened, and how she had tried to ignore them, but they kept breaking windows and killing her flowers when she tried to get the house in order.
And around that time, I was in the park, resting under a tree, enjoying the summer day.
"Summer, summer, summer." Snowy hummed. I groaned.
"July, July, July." I said. "How I love July."
"No magnet summer school, eh?" Snowy asked, grinning. I laughed.
"That sure is right!"
"Oh, hey, Yuki." Rene said, peering over the edge of Vash's laptop. "You've got mail."
"What, you're logged into my account?" I asked, rushing over.
"No, Vash's got a system, if you know their screen name, you can see if they have any emails."
"Oh?" I said, typing in my password and waiting. "Hmm? I don't know this person." Her hand moved the mouse over the delete button.
"Wait." Vash stopped her hand. "What does the subject say again?" Yuki scrolled up. "Oh!" It read: I really need help-bad.
"Oh, great." Yuki said sarcastically. Vash took the mouse from her and clicked it. Yuki sighed as they waited. "This is a waste of time."
"From Jeremy Care." Vash read the return address.
"Hey, isn't that like, I'm not sure, but part of Kanari's family?" I inquired.
"Yeah." Doughboy said. The six of us crowded around the laptop.
"I'm sorry to disturb your summer break." Kelli read. "But I really need some help. There are some people in town that think my grandmother's a witch and vandalize our house and yard and do everything to get in our way. My grandmother never goes outside anymore, and they bother me while I'm shopping. I really don't know what to do! Kanari's a great friend, but it seems she could care less. Of course, I don't expect her to do anything about it, we're all helpless. I don't know how you can help me, but I really need it. Remember, I don't expect you to help me either. It's just that, those people, those three boys that form a gang, they're so annoying! I've tried to ignore them, and forget about them, but they come back! What have I done to deserve this? And please, how can I change it? Sincerely, Nakita." Vash glared at me.
"What?" I asked, edging away.
"And you said to delete this." I turned red.
"Uh, sorry?" I said. "Look, I didn't know, I'm really sorry." Vash shrugged.
"Can't be helped."
"How CAN we help her?" Kelli asked. "I feel so sorry for the poor girl."
"Let's see." Vash said, typing in some keys, and the screen suddenly turned blue. "I've been analyzing the particles that I downloaded that were on our clothes from Uri. I was so glad that I was able to collect them before anyone washed them."
"Oh?" Snowy asked.
"They would've damaged your washer." Vash said.
"Wow." Doughboy said sarcastically.
"And that's not all!" Vash said. "They're in my computer right now, and each particle and all seems to contain a part of us." I felt a shiver go up my back.
"As in, like, a DNA particle?"
"No, more like a copy." Vash said. "Now, if only if I could get this code correct, then-" He was suddenly quiet.
"What could happen?" Rene asked.
"It won't take me more than a night to do the rest of this." Vash said. "I've been working on it for weeks. We'd be able to make ourselves into data, and transport ourselves through computers."
"No!" I said. "I don't like that idea a bit!"
"Yeah, personally, it sounds too much like those things on TV." Snowy said.
"Either way, count me out for tomorrow." Rene said. "It's Saturday, and I have relatives coming over."
"Oh, who?" Doughboy asked.
"Uh, just Reni and her dad." Rene said.
"Yeah, how are they related to you?" Doughboy asked, glad that someone was actually starting a conversation with him. Rene paused, and looked around at everyone.
The silence in the air held, like a high note, afraid to break. Finally-
"Reni's my sister." Rene said.
"You-you have a sister?" Doughboy asked. Rene nodded.
"I don't get to see her often, she lives with my dad, who's an artist." Rene said.
"Oh, who's older?" Doughboy asked freely. Vash sighed, clutching his head, making a stop sign to Doughboy out of Rene's sight.
"We're twins." Rene said, looking at her shoes. "But we don't look alive. We're not identical."
"Wow, twins but not identical." Doughboy said. "Do you-"
"Of, f***** bastard Doughboy, can't you see that this is a touchy subject?" Vash asked, growling in his throat.
"How is this touchy?" Doughboy asked. Vash cracked his knuckles.
"You don't have to jump him." I whispered. Vash groaned, and went back to analyzing a DNA code.
"Then it's settled." He said, after a few minutes. "I say Sunday, we go to Norway!"
"But I'll only get to spend one day with Reni!" Rene said. "And what if it doesn't turn out right?"
"It will, trust me."
"I really hope we can." I said.
"And Rene, you stay here."
"What, I wanted to!" Doughboy yelled.
"Selfish pig." Snowy said. She beat Vash to it. "What right do you have to stay here?" Doughboy opened his mouth to speak but was cut off.
"We need someone to send us there and to manage the computer." Vash said. "I'll teach you tomorrow. But we've got to find a cover first."
"The Illusion Card will only take care of two people." I said. "It can take care of me and Snowy."
"Let's see, Kelli and I don't need one." Vash said, and no one pressed the subject. For the fact, no one knew exactly where or how they lived, but they must've lived on magic. To be true, Snowy was the only one who knew, the only one who went over to help them manage with her magic to conjure anything with her wand.
"That only leaves Doughboy." Rene said, looking at Doughboy.
"My parent's are out of country." Doughboy said. "I have to send them an email each day, telling them how I am. I've written them all out and they're in my mailbox as drafts." Rene stared at him. "Sorry, I had nothing else to do." He was rather nice towards Rene, having taken Vash's harsh advice, and gave her his password. Rene nodded.
"Take good care of my laptop, all right?" Vash asked. "We'll keep in touch."
"All right." Rene said.
"Then it's settled." Vash said. "Day after tomorrow, we get ready to go to Norway! Rene had Doughboy's password (he had an urge to pry it from her afterwards) and I'll give her my laptop when we're done, we'll take all our powers and go, huh?"
"Works just fine!" Us four girls piped.
"But." Doughboy started.
"Then it's settled." Vash said. "En route for Norway!"
Please please please, sil vous plait, sil te plait, review!
Hey, Jewel Quest Fans, check this out!
And well, the beginning isn't all that good, and I wrote it over a course of two months (yes, I know I said I'd have it done very soon) but the ending is quite well. I'm very busy with school, bu I'll try to post more. Wait until July. Then the writing REALLY starts to heat up!
Her Troubles
I recall it all started with Nakita and that mysterious email for help. But before I can start my story, you must first hear Nakita's story, how she spent that summer break, so many years ago.
Nakita had just gotten off of the plane to Norway with her pet, Cherry, a odd pet that had pretended to be a stuffed animal, and Kanari Care, a good friend who lived in the same town as her Grandmother, whom she had come to visit.
They journeyed to the town and up a hill where the town was, and where Kanari lived. Nakita lived farther up the hill.
Kanari lived in quite a large house, well kept, and was eager to get home, so Nakita happily volunteered to walk to her house by herself. Kanari reluctantly agreed.
"Don't worry about me." Nakita said as she waved over her shoulder and started up the hill. "I'll be fine!"
"Is it very long to your grandmothers?" Cherry wanted to know.
"Not really." Nakita said. "See that white house up there, Cherry? There it is?" Nakita smiled, excited, and began to run. Cherry bounced in her arms.
"Slow down Nakita." Cherry panted as Nakita ran up to the black gate.
"I can't!" Nakita called, running up.
Up in a tree, four boys hung on its branches, watching.
"Looks like Mrs. Gliverd's got a visitor." One of the boys said. "C'mon."
"So this is it?" Cherry asked, peering at the house. "Sure big."
"Yeah, I kn-" Nakita's head came in contact with a pebble. "Hey, watch it!" Three more pebbles came flying down. Nakita lowered her head and started to run for the door. She urgently ran up to the door and started to ring the doorbell.
"Who was that?" Cherry asked.
"Shh." Nakita said. The four boys jumped off of the tree and approached Nakita.
"Allow us to intro-" The first boy (obviously the leader) started.
"Ve don't wont them introductions ageen!" A voice rang out. The door creaked open and a head, wrapped in a black shawl, came out. "Shoo."
"You can't make me shoo, lady." The boy crossed his arms over his chest.
"Grandma?" Nakita asked.
"Oh yes I can." Mrs. Gliverd came out and started poking the boy with a broom. The boy in return grabbed the handle and started to poke it at her, who yelped in pain.
"Hey!" Nakita said, snatching over the broom and slamming it over his head.
"Hey!" The boy covered his head, glaring at Nakita. "Who do you think you are?"
"Who do you think YOU are?" Nakita asked, indignant. Nakita and the boy glared at each other while the other three giggled and pulled off apples from Mrs. Gliverd's apple tree (which was rather shriveled) and ate them. "Listen, kid, I better not find you around here or anywhere near my grandmother and her house again." Nakita said, hands on her hips, sticking a finger in the boy's face, who leaned back away from it and turned red.
He smirked and crossed his arms, a crooked smile on his face.
"You don't know what you're up against." He said, marching out of the gates. The other three dropped the apple cores and followed.
* * *
"So, what's happened?" Nakita asked, as they were in the kitchen. She poured herself some orange juice into a cracked cup and began to drink it. Cherry lay on the table, posed as a stuffed animal.
"They're the most ridiculous gang of all time." Mrs. Gliverd said, scowling. "I'm sorry you had to see them, Nikki."
"It's all right." Nakita said. "I want to know more about him." Mrs. Gliverd sighed, and walked over to the counted.
"It's rather a long story." Mrs. Gliverd started. "You're tired Nakita. How bout we talk about this tomorrow?" Nakita shrugged. "Let's get you unpacked." Nakita followed Mrs. Gliverd upstairs, to an empty room, except for a plain bed and a dresser. There Mrs. Gliverd left her and disappeared.
"Nakita?" Cherry asked from the doorway. She had followed them up. Nakita looked up, her eyes full of tears. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know." Nakita said, wiping her tears. "Grandma doesn't seem herself anymore, and the house is, well, so run-down. I wonder what happened?"
"Don't worry." Cherry said. "She said she'll explain it all to you tomorrow. Let's see if we can make any improvements here." Nakita smiled.
"Yes, let's." Nakita pulled her bags towards her and started to zip open the bag and pull out items. "It's just those three guys that bother me, and Norway doesn't seem like such a good place suddenly."
"Take it easy." Cherry suggested. "Your grandmother must have a good reason for this." Nakita sighed, and stretched on the bed.
"C'mon Cherry. Let's go visit Kanari." Nakita left her bags and, grabbing Cherry, started downstairs.
Kanari's house was well kept. Nakita rang the doorbell at the gate, and it automatically opened. Nakita walked up to the door, it opened, and revealed a grinning Kanari.
"Hey, what's up!" Kanari said, more of squeal than a question.
"A lot of things." Nakita said glumly.
"Hey." Kanari said. "What's wrong?" Nakita titled her head, and shrugged. Kanari closed the door behind her.
"C'mon, let's go to the ice cream parlor in town." Kanari said. "We can talk there -if you want to, that is." Nakita nodded and they walked down towards the town, down the path again.
"So?" Kanari asked after they had ordered their drinks.
"Well, I was just going to Granny's house, and these three boys were throwing apples at her, well, not exactly, but they were in our tree and they were, well, basically vandalizing."
"Vandalizing is a serious violation of the law in the U.S." Kanari said, sipping her frozen milkshake. "What are you going to do?"
"Well, I told them to stay away from my grandmother and if." She suddenly broke of, and looked at the door. The three boys had just entered. Kanari followed her gaze. She leaned close and whispered in Nakita's ear.
"Is that them?" She asked. Nakita nodded, her gaze fixed, her eyes narrowed, and, as Kanari noted, looking very scary, like she could murder someone at the moment. Kanari edged away.
The boys met Nakita's gaze and came over.
"Why, isn't it Mrs. Gliverd's little granddaughter." The leader taunted. "Glad to see you here." Nakita peered at him, her eyebrows slightly arched and higher than normal. Kanari stiffened a giggle and watched. The boy grunted.
"This time we WILL introduce ourselves." Another one said. "This is Jack (he pointed to their leader) and I'm-"
"We, or rather I, already know." Kanari said calmly, stirring her milkshake with her straw, looking like everything suited her just fine. The four others stared at her. Kanari looked up, her straw still in her hand. "Jack, Martin, and Hugo." She said, pointing the straw at each of them in turn. "Big deal." Jack's ears turned red.
"And what do you know?" He asked, snatching away Kanari's milkshake from her. "You've been away for a long while!"
"So?" Kanari drew her milkshake back and started to eat it once again. "Big deal." Jack gritted his teeth.
"So, I would like to know why you guys pick on my grandmother and our house." Nakita demanded indignantly.
"Don't you know?" Jack asked, leaning on the table. He whispered, "She's a witch." By now he was so close to Nakita's ear that if she turned her head, it would collide with his. But she didn't, instead, she thought this over, and, without any warning, slapped him with the back of her hand, her face turned still towards Kanari.
"Ow!" Jack said, holding his cheek. Nakita stood up.
"She is not!" She hissed.
"Is too!" Jack said, grabbing Kanari's milkshake and using it as an ice pack. "Hey, isn't Mrs. Gliverd a witch?" Jack turned towards the rest of the customers in the parlor. There came the noise of a few murmurs.
"That proves it." Martin cut in. Nakita stared at them, and for a few seconds, she looked like she was going to slap all of them again, but instead, she turned red and rushed out of the parlor.
"Oh, gee, thanks a lot!" Kanari said. Grabbing her milkshake from Jack, she pinched his red cheek and hurried after Nakita.
"Gah." Jack said, holding his cheek desperately.
"Nakita, wait up!" Kanari said, hurrying after Nakita, who was running back towards her house. Nakita stopped, paused, and turned around. They were already out of town.
"I just can't stand it anymore!" Nakita said, her voice rising angrily. "I mean, who does he think he is? My grandmother, a witch?" Kanari didn't say anything.
"And announcing it for the whole." Nakita broke off and sighed. "Ooh, one of these days!" She raised a fist at the sky.
"Nakita." Kanari interrupted.
"I will get him! I will get back! At him for all he's done!" Nakita said, raising her fist each time.
"Nakita." Kanari said.
"Stupid freak."
"Nakita!" Kanari said, a little taken aback and a little frantic.
"What's wrong?" Nakita asked.
"Your wings." Kanari hissed.
"Huh?" Nakita looked over her shoulder. "Ah!" She quickly dissolved her wings. "That wasn't supposed to happen."
"Guess it does when you get mad." Kanari said, slurping down the rest of the milkshake. Halfway done, she remembered that it had been on Jack's cheek and threw it in the nearest trashcan. "C'mon, ignore them. Try to enjoy it here."
So, around two weeks after that incident, Nakita stomped into Kanari's house, asked politely to use the computer (the only one in town, and the maids didn't dare refuse, while the Care's were out of town for the day) and sent an email, addressing what had happened, and how she had tried to ignore them, but they kept breaking windows and killing her flowers when she tried to get the house in order.
And around that time, I was in the park, resting under a tree, enjoying the summer day.
"Summer, summer, summer." Snowy hummed. I groaned.
"July, July, July." I said. "How I love July."
"No magnet summer school, eh?" Snowy asked, grinning. I laughed.
"That sure is right!"
"Oh, hey, Yuki." Rene said, peering over the edge of Vash's laptop. "You've got mail."
"What, you're logged into my account?" I asked, rushing over.
"No, Vash's got a system, if you know their screen name, you can see if they have any emails."
"Oh?" I said, typing in my password and waiting. "Hmm? I don't know this person." Her hand moved the mouse over the delete button.
"Wait." Vash stopped her hand. "What does the subject say again?" Yuki scrolled up. "Oh!" It read: I really need help-bad.
"Oh, great." Yuki said sarcastically. Vash took the mouse from her and clicked it. Yuki sighed as they waited. "This is a waste of time."
"From Jeremy Care." Vash read the return address.
"Hey, isn't that like, I'm not sure, but part of Kanari's family?" I inquired.
"Yeah." Doughboy said. The six of us crowded around the laptop.
"I'm sorry to disturb your summer break." Kelli read. "But I really need some help. There are some people in town that think my grandmother's a witch and vandalize our house and yard and do everything to get in our way. My grandmother never goes outside anymore, and they bother me while I'm shopping. I really don't know what to do! Kanari's a great friend, but it seems she could care less. Of course, I don't expect her to do anything about it, we're all helpless. I don't know how you can help me, but I really need it. Remember, I don't expect you to help me either. It's just that, those people, those three boys that form a gang, they're so annoying! I've tried to ignore them, and forget about them, but they come back! What have I done to deserve this? And please, how can I change it? Sincerely, Nakita." Vash glared at me.
"What?" I asked, edging away.
"And you said to delete this." I turned red.
"Uh, sorry?" I said. "Look, I didn't know, I'm really sorry." Vash shrugged.
"Can't be helped."
"How CAN we help her?" Kelli asked. "I feel so sorry for the poor girl."
"Let's see." Vash said, typing in some keys, and the screen suddenly turned blue. "I've been analyzing the particles that I downloaded that were on our clothes from Uri. I was so glad that I was able to collect them before anyone washed them."
"Oh?" Snowy asked.
"They would've damaged your washer." Vash said.
"Wow." Doughboy said sarcastically.
"And that's not all!" Vash said. "They're in my computer right now, and each particle and all seems to contain a part of us." I felt a shiver go up my back.
"As in, like, a DNA particle?"
"No, more like a copy." Vash said. "Now, if only if I could get this code correct, then-" He was suddenly quiet.
"What could happen?" Rene asked.
"It won't take me more than a night to do the rest of this." Vash said. "I've been working on it for weeks. We'd be able to make ourselves into data, and transport ourselves through computers."
"No!" I said. "I don't like that idea a bit!"
"Yeah, personally, it sounds too much like those things on TV." Snowy said.
"Either way, count me out for tomorrow." Rene said. "It's Saturday, and I have relatives coming over."
"Oh, who?" Doughboy asked.
"Uh, just Reni and her dad." Rene said.
"Yeah, how are they related to you?" Doughboy asked, glad that someone was actually starting a conversation with him. Rene paused, and looked around at everyone.
The silence in the air held, like a high note, afraid to break. Finally-
"Reni's my sister." Rene said.
"You-you have a sister?" Doughboy asked. Rene nodded.
"I don't get to see her often, she lives with my dad, who's an artist." Rene said.
"Oh, who's older?" Doughboy asked freely. Vash sighed, clutching his head, making a stop sign to Doughboy out of Rene's sight.
"We're twins." Rene said, looking at her shoes. "But we don't look alive. We're not identical."
"Wow, twins but not identical." Doughboy said. "Do you-"
"Of, f***** bastard Doughboy, can't you see that this is a touchy subject?" Vash asked, growling in his throat.
"How is this touchy?" Doughboy asked. Vash cracked his knuckles.
"You don't have to jump him." I whispered. Vash groaned, and went back to analyzing a DNA code.
"Then it's settled." He said, after a few minutes. "I say Sunday, we go to Norway!"
"But I'll only get to spend one day with Reni!" Rene said. "And what if it doesn't turn out right?"
"It will, trust me."
"I really hope we can." I said.
"And Rene, you stay here."
"What, I wanted to!" Doughboy yelled.
"Selfish pig." Snowy said. She beat Vash to it. "What right do you have to stay here?" Doughboy opened his mouth to speak but was cut off.
"We need someone to send us there and to manage the computer." Vash said. "I'll teach you tomorrow. But we've got to find a cover first."
"The Illusion Card will only take care of two people." I said. "It can take care of me and Snowy."
"Let's see, Kelli and I don't need one." Vash said, and no one pressed the subject. For the fact, no one knew exactly where or how they lived, but they must've lived on magic. To be true, Snowy was the only one who knew, the only one who went over to help them manage with her magic to conjure anything with her wand.
"That only leaves Doughboy." Rene said, looking at Doughboy.
"My parent's are out of country." Doughboy said. "I have to send them an email each day, telling them how I am. I've written them all out and they're in my mailbox as drafts." Rene stared at him. "Sorry, I had nothing else to do." He was rather nice towards Rene, having taken Vash's harsh advice, and gave her his password. Rene nodded.
"Take good care of my laptop, all right?" Vash asked. "We'll keep in touch."
"All right." Rene said.
"Then it's settled." Vash said. "Day after tomorrow, we get ready to go to Norway! Rene had Doughboy's password (he had an urge to pry it from her afterwards) and I'll give her my laptop when we're done, we'll take all our powers and go, huh?"
"Works just fine!" Us four girls piped.
"But." Doughboy started.
"Then it's settled." Vash said. "En route for Norway!"
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