Hello
Firstly thank you for taking the time to read this little brain child of mine. I hope you will at least somewhat enjoy it.
This is a much slower paced piece of writing and so please don't get bummed out by the lack of instant action. The lead up and tone setting is very important for this story and I feel like if I'm going to write this then I best do it correctly and save myself having to re write parts later.
The entire universe I'm writing in is technically Maximum ride, however the similarities will be hard to see as what I'm doing is taking an entirely different route than what is usually done.
So please done be alarmed, but none of the Maximum ride characters will be main characters in my story, and all of them will be seen MUCH later in the story. I can't say much on it as it will ruin the story but just trust me, they will show up eventually.
Feel free to review as you see fit, lord knows that I have a lot to learn and improve on so any comments you have will help me improve as the story continues. Also feel free to Follow or Favorite, as it's always nice to have more motivation to continue writing.
Right now onto the story
Morning Lull- Alex
Tuesday 9:05 AM
Sleep. Beautiful, Indiscriminating, peaceful (well usually anyways), to put it simply, one can only view sleep as the single most amazing creation in the history of mankind.
So to be ripped away from said creation, for ANY reason, was a crime so heinous, nothing short of the death penalty would suffice as punishment.
Such is the logic of one Alex Chen in the morning, or at the very least, was his reason for the now decimated alarm clock.
"God dam I need to start going to bed earlier" he groaned, as his body once again flopped back down onto his bed.
The warmth of the bed sheets and the softness of the mattress called to him, begging for him to never leave them, promising relaxation and peace of mind should he choose to stay.
"Such a temptress" he mused aloud, silently considering the proposal.
As divine as the offer sounded however, life had other plans for the college student, and sadly Alex also knew that none of them involved staying in bed for too much longer.
He gave a tired sigh and began the long process of convincing his tired body it was a good idea to move.
Getting up in the early reaches of the morning, was never an easy task to anyone. For Alex though, every morning seemed to equate to a world war. His body and mind locking, again and again, in a ferocious battle. Each one fighting with everything they had, trying to will the other to give into their demands.
His body screaming for more rest, while his mind yells for productivity, neither ever seeming to know when to back down.
Today his mind would win, simply because Alex knew he had a multitude of tasks to complete today. Tomorrow's victor however, was anyone's guess.
Staring up at the ceiling, steeling his resolve and preparing himself for the ordeal ahead, Alex slowly sat up. His spine cracked and popping every few feet, begging him to stop. He pushed through it all with a small grunt, determined to not let himself be pulled back down to the warm sheets.
Now sitting, his legs began to swivel to the edge of the bed, fabric impeding his movements every so often, the beds last ditch effort to keep him there. A few cracked joints later though, Alex planted his feet on the cool wooden floor and proudly stood up.
Sleep deprivation marked his face and joints creaked, and groaned, as he slowly shuffled his was into the apartment's kitchen, tiredly aiming for the large stainless steel fridge that stood at the very back end of the room.
"Please let the food fairies have shown up" muttered Alex sarcastically, as he reached the silver box.
A small pop and the fridge opened to reveal its brightly light, cool interior… and very sparse contents.
"Hmmm, seems Grocery shopping is in order" grumbled Alex, as he quickly grabbed a jar of what looked to be juice from one of the shelves.
Closing the door behind him, he walked over to the small table that filled most of the kitchen, to sit for his meal.
Cranking the lid off the jar, Alex took a second to look at the liquid contained in the jar. Finding nothing that looked rotten, he shrugged, took a deep breath, followed quickly by a long swig of the mystery liquid.
"Hmmmm, not half bad", he mumbled, whipping his face with the back of his arm.
Leaning back in the chair, taking swigs of the now make shift breakfast he had acquired, Alex found himself gazing around and silently admiring the space he now called home.
The small apartment was the definition of "nothing special". White wash walls, with your run of the mill 2 bedroom, one kitchen, one bathroom set up. The bathroom was placed in between the 2 bedrooms, with a small stretch of hall way connecting all 3 rooms.
The only other add-on's to the room, being a small space just outside of the kitchen for couches and a TV and a small sliding door just beside the couches. The door led out to the small deck that was just large enough to cram a couple of old green plastic chairs, and an old cooler out there.
"Yes nothing special indeed", mussed Alex, as he downed the last bits of the jars contents. "But still, it's better than nothing I suppose."
A small CREAK suddenly broke through the silence that had filled the apartment. Loud and heavy footsteps echoed just behind it.
"And so it begins" mussed Alex, just as the noise maker reveled themselves.
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME IT IS?!"