CHAPTER 2
Melinda opened her window, watching her brother. She grabbed one of her rolled up socks from the floor and threw it down at Chris' head, to get his attention.
The six foot and one inch green eyed teen felt the sock hit him and caught it, looking up at her. "What do you want?"
"Can I come?"
He threw it back up at her. "Come where?"
"Where ever you're going."
He shook his head. "No."
"Why? If you don't take me I'll tell Dad." She said climbing out her window.
"Tell him what? You don't know where I'm going." He glanced at his watch. I don't have time for this shit. He thought and watched her climb out of her window. "Get back in your room. You're going to fall."
"No I'm not. I've seen you do this enough to know how to do it right."
"Than jump." He turned and walked to the bus stop.
"Hey wait!" She let go with one arm and lost her balance, falling to the ground below her window. "Ow! Dad!" She yelled, holding her arm as she got to her feet.
Leo came outside and gently looked at her arm. "Come inside. How'd you get outside any ways?" He asked, bringing her in.
"Climbing out my window why talking to Chris."
Leo shut the door than gently healed her arm. "Why didn't he stop you and where is he now?"
The girl shrugged. "I don't know. He left before I fell. Looked like he was in a hurry."
Leo grabbed the phone and began dialing Chris' cell number. "Go finish you homework."
"Can't I go to the mall for awhile? Please. I swear I'll be home in time to get it finished." The girl pleaded, giving her father a puppy- eyed look.
Leo hated when she gave him that look. "Only if Rora's mom can take you and your home before your mother finds out. If your not I'll be sleeping with the elders for a few years."
Melinda threw her arms around him than ran up stairs getting her purse. When she got to her room she ignored the pile of homework she had and ran back downstairs. She said bye to her father, who was still trying to get a hold of Chris and went out the door. Melinda walked to the sidewalk, but stopped in front of a parked car in front of their house, rolling her eyes at her oldest brother, Wyatt who was making out with his nightly date in the front seat. "Get a room!" She yelled at him and crossed the street to her best friend's house.
"Who was that?" The girl asked, sitting back in the passenger seat.
"No one important. I'll be back out in a second." The brown haired seventeen-year-old got out of car and headed inside. Instead of heading upstairs he pushed open the sliding doors that lead into what used to be part of the Solarium. The room was now Chris' bedroom. When Chris and Wyatt could no longer share a room together without getting into constant fights Leo made the solarium into two rooms.
The bedroom now only had two windows that were covered in dark blinds and three doors, one leading into the solarium, one into the parlor, and one into the sitting area. The sitting area door was the sliding one and the other two were normal doors that Chris kept locked and were blocked by his bed and a breakfront bookcase. The walls were covered in over lapping posters of rap groups and metal bands, as were the doors in the room. The ceiling was painted like a fiery solar system. To the left of the door was a Hall Cabinet with a small CD player sitting on its top and CDs filling the closed bottom of it. On the other side of the hall cabinet was Chris' bed, against the door that lead into the parlor and at the end of it was a closed trunk. Four tall CD towers sat against the wall filling the space between the trunk and the corner of the wall.
On the other side of the window was an armoire that Chris used for his closet and a drawer lowboy on the other side of that stacked with magazines on top of it. In the corner was a large corner desk that held two world globes on both ends at the top, one the typical globe and the other classic style and various notebooks, books, a laptop, cdr's, disks, printer, and scanner. The space between the bookcase and the corner of that wall was filled with plastic storage containers and the space between them and the door was filled with long white boxes almost stacked to the ceiling. The room had the occasional piece of laundry thrown on the floor, but other than that was clean.
Wyatt pulled a list from his pocket and looked through the CDs, finding four from the lists and put them in his inside jacket pocket than looked up at the ceiling. He knew somewhere up there Chris had a metal locked box hidden in the design above. Wyatt used his telekinesis to run across the ceiling to see if anything shifted out of place. First time he didn't find anything, but on the second time around he noticed a slight shift on the moon. He tried pulling it down, but it wouldn't budge. "Great.." He muttered. "Security Box." He appeared in his hands and he used his telekinesis to pick the lock. He took the money that was in it and shoved it into his tan khaki pocket, sending the box back up to the ceiling safe. Wyatt quietly closed the sliding door and orbed upstairs. He began to go up to the attic when he heard his Aunt Phoebe and Psytora's voices up there. Not wanting to have to think of a way to get them out of the attic he went back downstairs and out of the manor, back to his car. He got in and Denise looked half annoyed.
"Did you get the stuff I asked for?"
He handed her the CDs, but looked down. "Uh I can't show you the sword?"
"Why not!" The girl yelled than got a hold of her self and began to pout knowing he would give in. "But you know how much I love swords."
Wyatt sighed. "I know, but I can't get to it right now. I'll show it to you later. I did get the money, so we can go buy the supplies we need."
Denise looked through the CDs. "Can you show me the sword tomorrow?"
He drove away from the curb. "Tomorrow's Chris' birthday, so they'll be too many people around. Why do you want to see the sword so bad? It's just a sword that my mom and Aunt's happened to buy when I was a baby." He hadn't told her everything about the sword. She didn't know it was Excalibur and probably wouldn't even believe him if he told her, but there was no harm in showing the sword to her.
"The way you've described it I've never seen any sword like it. You know how I love looking at swords. It's a hobby like collecting dragons is a hobby of yours." She put one of the CDs into the cars CD player and loud gothic metal began playing.
Wyatt cringed and turned it down. "How about tonight than? When everyone's asleep."
The girl smiled. "Sounds great."
Melinda opened her window, watching her brother. She grabbed one of her rolled up socks from the floor and threw it down at Chris' head, to get his attention.
The six foot and one inch green eyed teen felt the sock hit him and caught it, looking up at her. "What do you want?"
"Can I come?"
He threw it back up at her. "Come where?"
"Where ever you're going."
He shook his head. "No."
"Why? If you don't take me I'll tell Dad." She said climbing out her window.
"Tell him what? You don't know where I'm going." He glanced at his watch. I don't have time for this shit. He thought and watched her climb out of her window. "Get back in your room. You're going to fall."
"No I'm not. I've seen you do this enough to know how to do it right."
"Than jump." He turned and walked to the bus stop.
"Hey wait!" She let go with one arm and lost her balance, falling to the ground below her window. "Ow! Dad!" She yelled, holding her arm as she got to her feet.
Leo came outside and gently looked at her arm. "Come inside. How'd you get outside any ways?" He asked, bringing her in.
"Climbing out my window why talking to Chris."
Leo shut the door than gently healed her arm. "Why didn't he stop you and where is he now?"
The girl shrugged. "I don't know. He left before I fell. Looked like he was in a hurry."
Leo grabbed the phone and began dialing Chris' cell number. "Go finish you homework."
"Can't I go to the mall for awhile? Please. I swear I'll be home in time to get it finished." The girl pleaded, giving her father a puppy- eyed look.
Leo hated when she gave him that look. "Only if Rora's mom can take you and your home before your mother finds out. If your not I'll be sleeping with the elders for a few years."
Melinda threw her arms around him than ran up stairs getting her purse. When she got to her room she ignored the pile of homework she had and ran back downstairs. She said bye to her father, who was still trying to get a hold of Chris and went out the door. Melinda walked to the sidewalk, but stopped in front of a parked car in front of their house, rolling her eyes at her oldest brother, Wyatt who was making out with his nightly date in the front seat. "Get a room!" She yelled at him and crossed the street to her best friend's house.
"Who was that?" The girl asked, sitting back in the passenger seat.
"No one important. I'll be back out in a second." The brown haired seventeen-year-old got out of car and headed inside. Instead of heading upstairs he pushed open the sliding doors that lead into what used to be part of the Solarium. The room was now Chris' bedroom. When Chris and Wyatt could no longer share a room together without getting into constant fights Leo made the solarium into two rooms.
The bedroom now only had two windows that were covered in dark blinds and three doors, one leading into the solarium, one into the parlor, and one into the sitting area. The sitting area door was the sliding one and the other two were normal doors that Chris kept locked and were blocked by his bed and a breakfront bookcase. The walls were covered in over lapping posters of rap groups and metal bands, as were the doors in the room. The ceiling was painted like a fiery solar system. To the left of the door was a Hall Cabinet with a small CD player sitting on its top and CDs filling the closed bottom of it. On the other side of the hall cabinet was Chris' bed, against the door that lead into the parlor and at the end of it was a closed trunk. Four tall CD towers sat against the wall filling the space between the trunk and the corner of the wall.
On the other side of the window was an armoire that Chris used for his closet and a drawer lowboy on the other side of that stacked with magazines on top of it. In the corner was a large corner desk that held two world globes on both ends at the top, one the typical globe and the other classic style and various notebooks, books, a laptop, cdr's, disks, printer, and scanner. The space between the bookcase and the corner of that wall was filled with plastic storage containers and the space between them and the door was filled with long white boxes almost stacked to the ceiling. The room had the occasional piece of laundry thrown on the floor, but other than that was clean.
Wyatt pulled a list from his pocket and looked through the CDs, finding four from the lists and put them in his inside jacket pocket than looked up at the ceiling. He knew somewhere up there Chris had a metal locked box hidden in the design above. Wyatt used his telekinesis to run across the ceiling to see if anything shifted out of place. First time he didn't find anything, but on the second time around he noticed a slight shift on the moon. He tried pulling it down, but it wouldn't budge. "Great.." He muttered. "Security Box." He appeared in his hands and he used his telekinesis to pick the lock. He took the money that was in it and shoved it into his tan khaki pocket, sending the box back up to the ceiling safe. Wyatt quietly closed the sliding door and orbed upstairs. He began to go up to the attic when he heard his Aunt Phoebe and Psytora's voices up there. Not wanting to have to think of a way to get them out of the attic he went back downstairs and out of the manor, back to his car. He got in and Denise looked half annoyed.
"Did you get the stuff I asked for?"
He handed her the CDs, but looked down. "Uh I can't show you the sword?"
"Why not!" The girl yelled than got a hold of her self and began to pout knowing he would give in. "But you know how much I love swords."
Wyatt sighed. "I know, but I can't get to it right now. I'll show it to you later. I did get the money, so we can go buy the supplies we need."
Denise looked through the CDs. "Can you show me the sword tomorrow?"
He drove away from the curb. "Tomorrow's Chris' birthday, so they'll be too many people around. Why do you want to see the sword so bad? It's just a sword that my mom and Aunt's happened to buy when I was a baby." He hadn't told her everything about the sword. She didn't know it was Excalibur and probably wouldn't even believe him if he told her, but there was no harm in showing the sword to her.
"The way you've described it I've never seen any sword like it. You know how I love looking at swords. It's a hobby like collecting dragons is a hobby of yours." She put one of the CDs into the cars CD player and loud gothic metal began playing.
Wyatt cringed and turned it down. "How about tonight than? When everyone's asleep."
The girl smiled. "Sounds great."
