Wayward

Chapter One: Life Sucks

Warning: this will have a massive amount of references and uses of many other films, which I do not own or make money from. If you are below the age of 420 then do. NOT. READ. This...unless you really want to.

Disclaimer: I do Not OWN Gaia, or any of the OTHER things mentioned or used in this fic, such as..there's to many to count. So remember I don't own anything but the characters and...well that's it.

A Boy with Blackish Blue hair, almost gray, and brown eyes was walking down one of the roads in Barton looking for food when suddenly a girl looking slightly older then him with matching hair, but gray eyes, ran up to him. "Cole!" She started saying quickly. "he's at it again, come on!" she finished and grabbed the 14 year old's hand and dragged him down the road.

Within minutes they were in a small square. In the square were two boys with matching hair as the girl and the smaller boy. The first was trying to attack a boy who was laying in the dirt bleeding and the other was holding him back yelling something that the other two were to far off to hear.

"What are we going to do?" the smaller boy, Cole, asked as he fidgeted.

The older girl sighed, "Hopefully one of the girls he's been hitting on all day will kick him in the jewels..." She muttered then regained her composure. "What will we do with him?" she asked her little brother as a group of Barton Guard started moving down the road to brake it up. "Uh oh" she whispered before she and her little brother took off for the two boys.

"Griff, Jake we gotta go! There are guards coming and I am not repeat Not"

"Not" Griff said and was slugged to the ground by his sister.

"I am Not, Going to spend the night in a jail so lets GO!" she grumbled and pulled Griff who flung a smile at a girl, who gave him a sign with her hands he'd rather not remember, before he ran with his siblings down a narrow street as they heard the calls of the guards to stop.

Jake, the other brother who had been holding Griff back, pulled out a small bag and dropped the contents out, watching the small marbles roll along the ground until the guards tripper over them and smashed into the ground. Laughing the foursome disappeared around a corner and were lost from sight.

Griff rubbed his chin were he had been slugged as they sat in a small alley, were the girl, now found to be Liz, was helping Cole cook the fish they had got from the old man who had generously offered them the food after he got more then he could carry. "Did you REALLY have to hit me that hard?" he asked his sister as Jake chuckled.

"Yes I REALLY did" Liz said with the same over exaggeration that her brother had used for the word. "Now shut up, we almost got caught because you had to go flirt with every girl in the whole dang city" she muttered as she tried her best to cook the four fish on the rusted pan over their small dieing fire, living poor on the streets did make it hard to eat.

Jake chuckled as Griff lowered his eyes and mumbled, "Not the whole city...just half of it" in a small voice. The result was one of her shoes hitting him in the back of the head. "Hey!" he yelled but sat down seeing her murderous glare.

"When are you going to learn not to be smart while SHE is cooking" Jake said with humor as his brother grunted and rolled onto his side to look over at the main square, which was across from them, and listened to the fountain.

Cole sat across from the fire helping his sister with the food, or to him it was helping, he just sat their and watched the food cook. After half an hour they had the food fully cooked and the four of them, though Liz was angry at Griff still, sat around the fire and were eating the fish with glee. Soon they were laughing as Jake started up on one of the corny joke books he had found. After the laughing died down the foursome put the fire out and leaned into the walls as they fell asleep.

Griff however was still awake and watching his siblings, though they thought him to be a ego filled jerk and flirt, he still wanted to watch over his siblings while they couldn't tease him about it. He heard the crunch of a boot and glanced out into the street, he knew there was no way someone was out this late.

Standing up carefully, not wanting to wake his siblings, Griff started looking around and found nothing but the street, their ally way and the slight drizzle of the fountain out in the square. Sighing to himself Griff sat down and curled up again as he, for the thousandth time, hoped for something good to happen before things got bad.

Griff was woken up by his sister nudging him with her hand, "Griff wake up we need to get up" she mumbled, not really wanting to either. Griff took the fact that her calmly shaking him meant she wasn't angry, if she still was then she would have been using the pan, Griff winced at the thought of the last time she had done that and then stood up and grumbled as they packed up their things. The small collection of spices that Liz adored and would kill them if they even touched them. The pan and their fire starters. And of course what they normally had on them.

Soon he was saying goodbye to his other siblings as he headed for Sam's. Sam's was a small bar/diner and where Griff worked, if loading and unloading supplies counted as him working their for minimal pay.

He sighed. Ever since they had been on the street they had been working any job they could find and most had been the worst ever, he had been blessed just to find this one. Griff sighed again and found him at the back of Sam's. Sam's was a square building with brick walls and wooden floors. The place acted as a high class diner on weekdays and was a full bar on weekends.

Waiting out back for a few seconds he heard the back door swing open followed by the garage door he had been leaning on opening up. Sam himself walked out, the owner stood around five foot six and had been a grizzled Sargent back in Vietnam. He had dull orange hair and a beard to match and cold charcoal eyes as he started shouting. "GRIFF GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUM AND UNLOAD THEM TRUCKS!" he barked out as a set of white trucks came around a corner and backed into the parking lot, as if on command.

Griff sighed and nodded, "Yes Sarge." he said using the name he was told to call him and walked over to the back of the garage and got a cart and took it to where one of the trucks had its back open, showing crates and other boxes that had anything ranging from silverware to Guinness. Slowly he grabbed a crate and lowered it carefully to the cart and then repeated the process until he had three boxes on the cart and another row on top of the crates.

Grunting the gray eyed boy started pushing the cart to the garage. Why Sarge never just had the trucks park IN the garage was beyond him, something about PT.

Jake growled as he threw the wrench at a wall. The engine had broken AGAIN! He kicked the wall, not wanting to damage the car he was working on, and after making sure no one was looking started hoping as he help his foot, cursing his stupid move.

He almost, almost, wished he could work with Griff, at the loading ports. But instead he was stuck at Grease and Grime. A small car company that's motto was 'Clean The Grease, Clean the Grime then look at 'er shine!' Personally he hated the job, but his mechanical obsession kept him at the shop as he worked around the clock. Mondays really sucked.

Cole was not much better off, he was in the back cleaning bathrooms, and running errands. Pretty much anything Mr. Joe wanted done. The two brothers had been working at the shop for about three months, Cole's longest and Jake's third job that year. Cole normally slacked off and Jake Normally got hot headed and broke something, resulting in the two of them looking for Jobs a lot.

Sighing again the brownish red eyed 16 year old kicked the engine and heard it roar to life as he grinned like a cat. His grin, however, was lost in record time as he turned around and found one of the workers driving another car into the garage as another took the one he had just finished out of the garage.

"Got another one for you Jake" one of the workers said grinning evilly, that was Josh. He loved to to push Jake's buttons. Sighing for the hundredth time that day he pulled his small board over to the car and slid under it and started working.

Liz had her mouth in a kind of mix between a glare and a frown. She had to pick out which colors to paint the house in but couldn't decide. The guy paying her liked greens and blacks while his wife wanted pinks and purples. She had to think of a way to get them both happy, or she wouldn't see that fifty bucks anytime soon.

Sighing she snapped her fingers and decided to go with green and pink on the first floor with exotic shapes and symbols and then royal black and deep purple for the second floor using some more of the exotic symbols she had learned from watching art classes from the windows.

It was getting dark and Griff and Jake were sitting on the roof of one of the abandoned buildings they had decided to sleep in tonight. Cole was out looking for food and Liz was still working, the two brothers were staring at the sky as they talked about their days.

"I really hate that guy, Josh I mean, he is out to get me!" Jake complained as he finished the story of how Josh had spilled a tank of motor oil on him 'accidentally' running into it.

Griff nodded, "Yeah I know....maybe we can win the lotto in a few years, you know like we used to joke about..." he said trying to be humorous for both of their sakes. Jake nodded and rolled over and seemed to go to sleep.

Several hours later they were all eating fish and bread in the house. Since Barton had a small pond surrounding the square fish was what they normally ate, bread was a extra they had managed to get. Jake stretched as the small foursome finished their meal. "Well at least we had a good meal" he said under his breath before heading off to a corner to sleep.

Sighing the others nodded and fell asleep. Unsuspecting that Griff was still up and watching them long into the night. After he felt sleep about to take him he did his little ritual of hoping for things to get better and then felt sleep claim him.

Well thats the first chapter, hope you like it and thanks for reading, plz review! ideas and criticism are always welcome