AN:So, here i am with another story. I hope you all enjoy it.
I was walking down an abandoned stretch of road, with snow on either side of me. I saw depressing and disabled houses all along the street. There was not a single person around. Then, as I kept walking, I came across a group of people. There were three girls and four boys. One girl had raven colored hair, another had reddish hair, and the third, which was smaller than the other two, had brown with gold highlights. The boys all had pitch black hair. They appeared to be arguing about something, but I couldn't make out what it was. When the raven-haired girl saw me, they all stopped arguing. All f them turned and looked at me. One of the boys started talking, but there was no sound. Then, involuntarily, I started talking as well, but again there was no sound. This exchange went on for about a minute, and then the boy ran at me, readying a punch. Just before the punch hits me, the world goes black.
I wake up on a cold wooden floor, surrounded by hay bales. I stayed still for about two minutes, making sure everything was alright. When I was sure that everything was alright, I sat up and stretched. Then I looked around, until my eyes rested on a chest. I smiled, and brought it over to me using telekinesis. It was my loric chest, my inheritance. Looking at it, I felt a bit of pride, then an overwhelming sense of grief. Then, as quickly as it appeared, I pushed it aside. I placed my hand on the heavy padlock of my chest and focused. The lock unlocked with a small click. I opened the chest, and looked inside. There was a pair of sunglasses, some weird-looking ball thing, a red velvet bag, a multitude of colored stones, a pair of gloves with green pebbles embedded in them, and an object that looked like a small knife. I picked up the knife, and then closed the chest. I re-locked it, and then hid the chest in the most secure place I could find, which was beneath the floorboards. I put the knife in my pocket, and then I left the barn house I've been staying at for the last week or so. I recognized the street I was walking down in my dream, and it wasn't more than a mile from the abandoned barn were I was. After I made sure that nobody was around, I took of south at a full sprint, which was about sixty miles an hour. I was there in no time. After I came to the edge of the town, I stopped running, and started walking. Everything happened exactly like in my dream. It wasn't long before I came upon the group of people. The raven-haired girl saw me just like before, and the boy started talking to me just like before, but this time I could actually hear him.
"Who are you?" he asked me. His tone was on guard. It made me think that these guys were a gang or something, but I answered anyway.
"My name is Christian. What's yours" I said.
"My name is Daniel." He said to me, though I noticed that he hesitated slightly before answering. It made me immediately suspicious.
"Are you sure of that?" I asked him, narrowing my eyes. "Because I don't think it is" I knew what was going to happen before it did. I brought my hand out a split second before the boy ran at me, with speeds too fast for a normal human. He came at me with a punch just like in my dream. This time, however, instead of nearly connecting, I ducked under his punch and sent one of my own into his gut. Hard. So hard that his feet actually left the ground and he flew backwards into the others. As he was flying back, I noticed that there were three scars on his leg. I immediately held out my arm and he stopped falling in midair. I held him there, upside down so that I could see his scars clearly. They were the loric numbers one through three.
"Which one are you?" I asked him. He looked confused for a second, before realization hit and he looked at his leg. He stated struggling, and set him down. Immediately he got up and charged me again. This time however, he was held back by another boy and the raven-haired girl. I lifted my right pant leg to show three scars identical to the ones on the boy's leg. Immediately, everyone froze. I smiled. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." I said. One of the boys stepped forward.
"I am number four." He said. Then another boy stepped up.
"I'm five." He said. Then the girl with the raven hair stepped up.
"Number six." She said. The redhead stepped up.
"Number seven." She said. The boy that held back the one that attacked me stepped forward.
"Number eight." He said. Then, the boy that attacked me stepped forward.
"Nine." He said, suspicion in his voice. Then the small girl stepped up.
"I'm Ella, but I guess I'm number Ten." Then she stepped behind number Seven. Then they all looked at me.
"So, who are you." Asked Nine, and I could tell he didn't believe me.
"I could tell you now, but there are probably ears everywhere." I said, then smiled, thinking about what was about to happen next. "If you really want to know, then catch me, if you can." Then I bolted back towards the barn. Without looking back, I could tell they were following me. After all, it wouldn't do to have their identities reported to the mogs. After a few minutes, I reached the barn, where I stopped running, and waited. I wasn't even out of breath. In a minute, the others caught up to me. Nine immediately tackled me. He had his fist in the air ready to pound me.
"Now, who are you?" he asked me. Then I laughed.
"Wouldn't you like to know." I said. Then he punched me. I'm certain that he broke my nose.
"No more games. Tell me who you are, now." He said. I looked him straight in the eyes.
"I'm number Thirteen." I said. "There number Nine. Are you happy?" Then he started punching me. Over and over, harder and harder. He kept hitting me until Four and Eight pulled him off me.
"What the heck is wrong with you?" asked Four.
"We really don't need this bull crap right now." Said Nine. "We especially don't need this mog spy lying to us, and we really don't need some poser faking the scars of one through three." Something snapped in me just then. I don't know what it was, weather it was the fact that he called me a liar and a spy, or the fact that this guy was one of my people, but the next thing I knew I used my telekinesis to smash Nine against the ceiling. I held all the others in place using my telekinesis. I continued smashing Nine against the walls, ceiling, anything in the vicinity.
"HOW DARE YOU!" I shouted, accentuating every word with a smash against something. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I'VE GONE THROUGH? DO YOU?" I started to feel a weird sensation go throughout my body, but I was too angry to focus on it. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH SACRIFICE I'VE HAD TO GO THROUGH? YOU WANT TO SEE MY PROOF NINE?" I walked over to where I had hidden my chest, and using my telekinesis, ripped the floorboards up and brought out my chest. "HERE IS MY PROOF!" I shout, and show them my chest. When I do, I see that Seven is crying, Along with Ella. My anger fades away instantly. I immediately drop Nine and open my chest. I bring out a long stone. I pressed against Nine's bloody body. As soon as the stone touches him, he starts convulsing, like he's having a seizure. I keep moving the stone and holding it, thinking about what just happened, crying, and I'm dimly aware that Seven is crouching beside me. Eventually, Nine stops convulsing. He lies still on the ground, his breath regular, and I relies he is conscious. He must have been conscious for the entire thing. Then I collapse into a ball and cry some more. I start shaking, and images began to flash before my eyes. They were moving too fast to comprehend, until I saw a rocket heading towards the barn. As soon as the visions ended, I bolt upright and burst outside. Everyone follows me, but I don't care. I look around desperately, but I don't see the rocket. Then, I see a small dot on the horizon. I reach out to it with my telekinesis and send it crashing towards the ground, where it promptly explodes. I rush back inside, and pick up the healing stone, which I had dropped, and threw it in my chest, which I then closed.
"We have to go." I said urgently.
"Why?" asked Five. "What's going on?"
"Look, I promise I'll explain everything later, but right now you have to trust me. This place is about ten minutes away from being overrun with mogs." I said as I took a stone out of my pocket and held it to the chest. My chest shrank down to pocket size. I put the chest and the stone in separate pockets in my pants. Then I looked at the others. "Come on." I said. Just then, there was an explosion, and I blacked out.
AN: So, what do you think. Tell me in you reviews, along with any ideas you guys have for this story. If i can, i may fit some of them in. O, and see if you can guess what legacy he has in this chapter. Thanks.