Darkness surrounded Abel on all four sides, but even without any light he could see just fine. Abel walked toward a glass wall. It was a window. Looking out, he could see a city surrounded by a dome and beyond that the land was all red, and devoid of any life. He turned again, this time taking in all the details of the room. Shelves lined a wall of the room, but nothing was stacked in it except for a lone book. A leather chair sat behind a wooden desk, a laptop sat on it. Stacks off paper where neatly piled on one side of the desk. Across the desk where two chairs. His eyes drifted to the floor, where tiny bits of colored paper where scattered, nobody would know what they were.
Abel combed his fingers through his long silver hair. This just couldn't be right. He walked toward the door, but stopped. If he really was where he thought he was, the door would open as soon as he neared it.
The door slid open and Abel held his breath, he had been so consumed in his thoughts that he hadn't even noticed anyone walking down the hall towards the room. "We have captured the thieves," a woman with black hair and light brown eyes reported. She didn't look at him and continued flipping through the red folder in her hands, finally she found what she was looking for and pulled free one of the many papers. She looked up. "Sir?"
She looked past Abel and toward the desk. Immediately her gaze became troubled with a mixture of irritation, her eyes flickered over Abel then traveled toward the shelf. She did a double take. Confusion flooded her features, then anger. "Who are you?" she threw the papers to the ground and attacked Abel. She pulled out her gun, and aimed it at his head, "what did you do with the lieutenant colonel?" she barked, the gun cocked.
At her words it sunk in. Abel was on the red planet, earth's last hope, the place where everything began. He was on mars. "What year is it?" Abel's voice cracked.
"Tell me where the Lieutenant is, kid!" the woman ordered. Her finger slowly moved to the trigger. Abel flicked his wrist upward causing the woman to drop the gun, "ouch!" she yelped in surprise and clutched her hand.
"I don't know, Tabitha" Abel responded as he slowly stood up. Odd thing was, in the past he was the Lieutenant.
"How do you know my name?" the lady asked, in bewilderment. Abel shrugged. "What's your name?" Abel shrugged again, and she slowly neared him. "Are you mad at me for attacking you?" she asked, she was no longer yelling. Abel looked up at her. "Listen kid I'm really sorry about that," Tabitha knelt next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "I over reacted. After thinking about it, I highly doubt a kid like you could harm the lieutenant," she smiled. "He's probably ditching work," she sighed and her hand on his shoulder dropped to grab his hand. "Where's your parents?"
"Parent?" Abel repeated as she walked out the door, still holding his hand.
"Well, you've got to have parents. You're what? Eleven years old?," Tabitha looked down at him as though he were crazy and gave him a soft smile. "You know you look a lot like the lieutenant, just with a really bad hair cut."
Abel stopped walking, and Tabitha stopped when she felt a tug on her hand. "Um, I just remembered that I need to be somewhere," Abel said. She released his hand, and he took a few steps back before sprinting down the hall.
XXX
"Who was that?" Seth asked. She craned her neck to see the wisps silver hair flowing behind the retreating form of an eleven year old.
"Lieutenant Seth," Tabitha looked down at the black haired girl with green eyes. Her clothing was pure white, rimmed with green, along the cuff of the neck and arms. "I'm not sure, he never told me his name."
"Oh," Seth said, seeming upset by this. "Well, were you able to find my brother? I needed to ask him something." She waved a book in her hand. Everyone knew her brother was giving her lessons in several dead languages. Tabitha shook her head, no. "I swear he's so lazy!" Seth exclaimed, "he goes to sleep really late and then wakes up even later." Seth sighed, "I'm going to go wake him up now." Seth nodded to the taller woman and made her way down the hall, in the same direction the kid had gone.
"I don't believe this," Seth heard a voice coming from inside her brothers room. It sounded like her brother, and yet it didn't at the same time, it sounded higher somehow. Seth placed a hand on the door knob, and fished out her key card. But stopped before sliding the card, to open the door. She heard the sound of rustling paper and then the shuffling of feet. The person was nearing the door.
-Click- The knob in Seth's hand twisted and she pulled her hand back. The door opened inward. A person stood in front of her at the entrance of the door way. It was the silver haired boy she had seen earlier. His hair was tied together in a black ribbon and reached all the way to his knees. His hair seemed to match well with his electric blue eyes. He was the spitting image of her brother, when he was younger.
"Abel?" Seth asked at the same time the boy said, "Seth?" both were both unsure of themselves.
"How- what- when- Abel you," Seth stuttered unable to find the right words. Just what happened to her brother? "You're short," she finally managed to say.
Abel scowled at this and took her by the arm before closing the door, behind him. "What year is it?" Abel asked. He should have been panicking but found himself speaking calmly as though it were normal.
"What?" Seth looked at him. "Why do you want the year? And what's up with your hair?" Abel glared at her. "It's 2118," she said, clearly not getting the point to all this. "Why?"
Abel shook his head, "Where you injected with the crusnik?" Abel asked.
Now this was making her worry, why was her brother acting this way? "Who are you?" she barked, Seth really wanted an answer. She was getting suspicious of Abel.
Abel took in a deep breath, "I'm from the future."
"What?" Seth burst out laughing. "That's the worst joke ever!" she said between breaths. "Did my brother tell you to do this?" Seth asked, "brother!" she called. Her stomach was beginning to hurt. She put her hands on her knees, she was laughing so much that just standing, was becoming hard. "Brother!" she called again, "I know you're there, get over here now!" Seth chuckled. No one came out. "This isn't funny," she stated, but she was still laughing.
XXX
Abel cracked a smile. Of course no one would believe he was Abel Nightlord. He had the body of an eleven year old and his hair was to long. By telling Seth he was from the future was also a stupid move. But what else was he supposed to say? That he had a kid, eleven years ago?
"I'm not lying," Abel stated. His sister had backed herself into a wall and was leaning against it. "Someone drugged me and thus I'm stuck in this body until I get back to my time," Abel quickly explained. This only caused Seth to laugh even more.
"Where are you going?" Seth asked between breaths, she was trying to make a serious face but couldn't.
Abel stopped with his hand on the door. He realized that he had no clue what to do. "Um, I'm going to talk to Lilith," Abel said after sometime. For now it was the best choice, she might actually believe him. And even if she didn't all she would need to do was take a sample of his blood. Or- or he could find his younger self.
A/N: Yay! Next book, started! I hope you guys enjoy it.
Notice: I don't own Tabitha, Flame800900 does.