Rage: Through Another's Eyes
Rated: M
Mythology (Realistic)
Chapter 1: A casual day, gone to hell
I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock ringing, just that classic old telephone ringing. 6 a.m. was certainly too early to wake up for anything, especially school. I proceeded to get ready, grabbing my combat boots, trench coat, and guitar. I looked around for a minute trying to find my black hat. It wasn't anywhere to be found. "Maybe I left it at Jessie's last night?" I thought to myself. I loaded up in my green Volvo, "crappy as can be but gets me from point A to B and sometimes even a C" as I liked to put it. I put my guitar in the back seat, my bag stayed in the car through the weekend. "Time to get Jessie" I thought to myself as I pulled out of the driveway, turning up my favorite Avenged Sevenfold cd.
I arrived at Jessie's house not even 5 minutes after leaving my own. I looked at my phone to see the time, 6:30. We still had plenty of time to get to school, maybe I'll take her out to breakfast. I ran up and opened the door, as they had become accustomed to me making myself at home, I had a spare key and everything. Momma Wolf, Jessie's mom, walked out of her bedroom drinking her first cup of coffee.
"Shit, that's what I forgot this morning" I groaned as I went into the kitchen to make me a cup. "Jess, come on! I want to be able to get some breakfast before school, but we can't if you take forever!"
"Alright! I'm ready, let's go." She walked out wearing a dark button up, some jeans, and her converse. "You gonna keep staring at me or are we going to go, Ginger?", she said with a laugh and headed out the door.
"Don't keep her out too long, Alex. Alright?" her mom said and handed me the keys to the truck. I nodded and gave a hand wave as I closed the door.
"That's a nice shirt, Alex. Where'd you get it?" she asked as we were pulling out of her driveway.
"This old thing? I went on a little shopping spree at Wal-Mart. I got you a present, but it's at the house. We can swing by after school and get it. But for now, let's get breakfast then to the school. If we're late one more time, we get suspended."
"And you expect me to believe this is my fault? Who's the one driving me to school and taking me out to breakfast every other day?"
We laughed as we pulled up to McDonalds and got even more coffee. As we sat there drinking, I asked "Hey, did I leave my hat at your house last night when I left in a hurry?"
"You did actually. I hung it up on a nail sticking out of my bed so it wouldn't get stepped on or something." She giggled slightly as she said this.
"Alright," I said, backing the car out of my spot, "I need that back tonight."
It didn't take long for us to get walked into the lunchroom, taking the smaller entrance, away from our normal group. Instead, we went to hang out with the other guitarists and jam for a bit. Just when I got my guitar tuned back in drop e flat, the announcements came on. They repeated "Teachers, please keep all students in the cafeteria and auditorium. We're on code red."
I looked over at Jessie and the first thing she said was "someone's in the school, possible armed and probably dangerous. But who-?" She was interrupted as a person flew through the window overlooking the lunchroom, shattering the glass on impact. There was a chorus of screams and students and teachers alike ran from the person, trampling those few who wouldn't get out of the way. Then, the tall figure in a black trench coat with gray hair, rose. He looked around for a few seconds as another man jumped through the same window, landing on his feet next to the gray haired man. They looked to be talking to each other before the second man screamed "WHERE?" and started to look around, frantically.
"SYX! Where are you?" the older man screamed.
Jessie wrapped around me and begged "Alex please, this isn't our fight" and held onto my coat. I looked at her, glanced over to the two men, looked back at her and said "alright, I'm trusting you on this. We can't have them getting hurt." I looked around at everyone standing in fear as the two men were looking for Syx.
"I'll be back soon, I promise" I said quickly handing her my guitar. I pulled an about face, ran down the stairs, and climbed up the bars, in all of about 7 seconds. I started running for the door and instantly started smelling blood. I almost threw myself over the rails to see what had happened, and I saw Syx push a guy down and pull an arrow out of his throat.
I heard glass break behind me. It didn't sound like someone went through another window, but more like someone stepping on glass. I hesitated for a second, as their footsteps got closer. I grabbed a broke piece of glass, turned around as they lunged for me and I sliced his upper arm before realizing it was Freddy. I pulled back and threw my glass at the ground and it shattered.
We both stopped all movement at the outcry of "Foul little Demon! I'll kill you!" coming from below. I dropped my guard and he swung and his swing connected with my jaw and he sliced my chest seconds after. I managed to connect my elbow to his temple and kick him in the ribs.
"Bastard, that's what you get for pissing off a ginger," I said in an almost hushed tone. I kicked him in the ribs again before running back to the stairs where Jessie and I were not even ten minutes ago. I jumped down the stairs and almost knocked her down coming around the last turn.
"Are you okay?" we both asked at the same time. "I'm alright, but your hurt, you need to sit down and let me patch that up. Good thing I have duct tape," she giggled.
"I love that you have a fascination with duct tape Jessie, but I don't think putting duct tape on an open wound would be the best idea. Don't you agree?" I asked. "We can patch me up at your house. Let's go!"
I tried ripping my shirt and tying it to stem the blood with little luck. "It slowed down a little bit, but not much. Let's hope I have enough in me to keep me conscious to get back to her house" I thought. I ran out to the truck with her but a few steps behind me. I managed to get it started by the time she was in, she kept my guitar up front with her. I sped off down to her house; it didn't take long until I pulled up in the driveway, my vision getting blurry. I opened the door and took two steps into the house and everything went black. I passed out from loss of blood.