Me: So, I had this brilliant idea for a story at about 2:30 AM today, but decided I would sleep first so it didn't seem like I was on crack. So, it is now 4:35 PM and I plan on writing the first chapter.
Nudge: Summary: He was made to kill them. Which he did, at least, five of them. He's the ultimate experiment, which he proved by killing their leader, So why couldn't he kill her?! And in the kind of famous words of the guy off Borderlands, "Have I got a story for you!!"
Me: Yesh! Pairings: Fax (only in the flashbacks), Niggy (Also only in the flashbacks), Nudge/OC.
Nudge: ONWARD!
Krystal's POV
"Class," Mrs. Warmweed said, causing me to look up from my book. "Today, we have a new student. I expect you to be on your best behavior. Mr. Daniels, would you like to say a bit about yourself?" As she said this, a boy who looked about 6' with dark brown hair that fell over his eyes and ivory skin walked thru the door.
He looked familiar but then he started to speak. "Yes, please Mrs. Warmweed. Uh, I'm Jonah Daniels and I moved here from California, I actually lived really close to Death Valley." My eyes widened at the realization, and he seemed to smirk at me as he said this.
"Oh, and I love sports, especially track. Also, my dad used to take me hunting, we would usually go for birds." He chuckled at the joke he made, and I just made a disgusted face.
When Mrs. Warmweed asked if there was anything else he enjoys, he said, "Oh, and I love to work out, I was always one of the strongest at my old school."
Angela raised her hand and said, "Like, wow! You, like, TOTALLY sound like Krystal!"
He smiled with fake interest and asked, "Oh? Who's Krystal?"
Everyone pointed at me.
I sunk low into my seat.
He smiled a predatory smile, but you'd have to have my vision to see it. "Hi, Krystal! It sounds as though we have a few things in common!"
I took this as my cue to let him know that if he wanted to try to kill me, school was not the place.
I smiled and said, "Yes! I take it since you said you like to workout, you like to wrestle? Some time we should get together and have a 'fight to the death.'" He nodded, and the grin he flashed me showed he understood what I meant, hopefully he would listen to me.
I spent the rest of the school day trying to figure a way to get out of this.
The rest except for P.E. that is. I couldn't concentrate on anything but love during P.E. It reminded me of all the best things in life. So when I had stepped out of the locker room and saw the obstacle course I couldn't help but squeal.
As I sat down Mr. Roberson explained how since we have a new student he's going to have us go thru the obstacle course so he can see how fit the new student (Jonah) is.
Then he proceeded to call off partners. "Wilcox and Aren, Morrisoon and Taylor, Ride and Daniels." My eyes bugged out of their sockets when he called those last names.
"Get with your partners guys!" Mr. Roberson exclaimed.
As I sat there in shock, Jonah came over and sat by me. "I see you couldn't let go of the past," He said, and grinned.
I nearly killed him then and there.
I looked at him and said, "Why did you come here? I thought you had given up! You got the five strongest, and I'm the only one left. I'm nothing compared to the rest of them," I gave him the glare I picked up from Max.
"And Ride IS my last name. She was my mother, and that was her last name, therefore my last name is RIDE!" I practically yelled it at him.
"Well, you know why I can't give up, boss's orders. Also, it bugs me that I was able to kill 'the greatest experiment alive', yet I can't get a six-teen-old girl not nearly as strong or fast as her. Who also happened to be ELEVEN at the time."
I looked at him, trying not to show my anger. I wasn't about to give him that satisfaction.
But, I couldn't hold it anymore, I punched him square in the face.
Before I could even register what was happening, I started a full out sprint towards the other side of the gym. Once I got near a window where I could exit if need be, I turned around and got in a fighting stance. Barely five seconds later he was right in front of me, throwing a punch of his own. I caught it, but he pulled his hand back so fast I couldn't let go of it in time and I popped my shoulder out of my joint. I ran around him quickly and knocked his knees out while popping my shoulder back in.
When he fell I jumped over him and picked him up, slamming his front against the wall. "You see, Jonah, I've been training." He squirmed out of my grip, then jumped in the air and kicked off the wall, doing a flip and landing a few feet behind me.
As I turned around he grabbed my collar and threw me into the wall. "You see, subject eleven, so have I."
I got up and we started circling each other. "Aw, I realize we've known each other for a long time, but I still don't dislike you enough for you to call me that!" I said.
He smiled and said, "Well, I dislike you enough to call you that!"
Then the fight started again. It went on for about fifteen more minutes before Mr. Roberson actually realized what was going on. Then he called the cops after about five minutes of failed attempts to get us to stop. When the cops came, they had to say they were going to arrest us to get us to stop. Then we were forced to go directly home. (And we were suspended for a week.) Yay, a week to figure out what to do with someone who's intent on killing me.
Me: So, how was it?
Nudge: flames are welcomed, reviews are loved!
Me: R&R&Rootbeer?!?!
