Well I'm in love with the movie Jumper. I wrote this about two days after I saw the movie but it was so tedious to type. So here it is. The product of my boredom, love for Griffin and hate for David and Millie.
Chapter 1:
Left and Found
I'm going to die.
I'm going to die. I'm going to die here in Iraq and I'm not a solider. I don't live her either. I had stopped trying to Jump a while ago. Whether it was ten minutes or ten hours, I had lost track. I was caught in a power grid in the middle of Iraq with enough electricity flowing through my body to power a small city. It was painful at first, but eventually I lost feeling in most of my body. I did see what happened, though. Several large burns had formed where the wires had burned me. A large gash cut across most of my torso. A few rings of singed flesh wove around my arms and legs. I should have been dead from that and a small part of me wished I was. But I was a Jumper. It wouldn't kill me, not immediately, just stop my ability to Jump.
It was David's fault I was here in the first place. Trying to save his little girlfriend. I shouldn't have told him I was going back to kill Roland. I knew that was my own fault. I let my guard down and this is what happens. Either way I shouldn't have told him. If I hadn't told him, I wouldn't have had to chase him, and I wouldn't have ended up here. David would pay for leaving me here to die.
David. His name alone was enough to make me want to kill. If it had been any other time or situation, I would have applauded him for it. If he was coming back, I would have punched him, and then congratulated him. But he wasn't coming back. I knew he wasn't. I had been left in enough places to know he wasn't coming back.
I thought about the little I knew about David. He had ran away from home, robbed a bank, then lived comfortably in New York, and was dating a girl named Miley. Or was it Millie? Either way his life as a Jumper had been too easy. Me on the other hand, both parents killed when I was 9, lived on London's streets until I was 16 then Jumped around the world for about three years, searching for a place to settle down, and finally found my layer in the Sahara desert. I lived there, hunting Paladins and practicing my Jumping. I had a girlfriend, Licia, but Roland killed her too.
I tried my hardest to stay awake. I knew if I fell into a full sleep, I probably wouldn't wake up from it. I fell into a light, uneasy sleep with electricity still flowing through my body. Licia floated through my dreams. I called her name as she walked towards me. "Griffin." She called, hand extended. I felt a hard slap across my face. "Ow Licia." I mumbled, half asleep. "Why'd you slap me? I know it's been a while, but I'll see you soon." I felt another slap, this one accompanied by a kick in the groin. I groaned and half opened my eyes. My vision was hazy, but I saw a woman standing in front of me. She was dressed in red and black, with a sword on her back. I must be hallucinating. That was the only explanation for the woman I saw in front of me.
I considered the potabilities of who the woman could have been. A Paladin most likely. I heard some of them once say they wanted to capture on of us Jumpers alive to see what gave us our powers. Hell I wanted to be there when they did. I was curious as to what did give us our powers. She also could have been another Jumper, but how could she have found me? Jumpscars were most likely, but how did she find those?
"Wake up." She said. He soft voice broke me from my wandering thoughts. She tried her best to move me but couldn't because of the grid. She tried to avoid the live wires that snapped and popped around us. I tried to focus my energy on waking up but I couldn't. I was drained. I felt her try to lift me once again, but I didn't find out if she had managed to because everything went dark after that.
Well that's the first chapter. I'll post the biography of the woman who rescued Griffin after I finish typing the second chapter. Hope you enjoyed. I'll also post the bio of Licia, Griffin's girlfriend. Also I apologize for the short chapter. All the other ones are longer. Please review! Yes I do know Griffin was not stuck in Iraq, and he was in Chechnya. He's half conscience and he doesn't know where he is because he just followed David so please it's not necessary to tell me that. Thanks to Lovebuggy for reminding me to put that in this note. Apologies for making Griffin look like an incoherent ass in this first chapter.