Alright,
I know some of you didn't quite understand why I did the Chapter with as much detail of the characters as I do... but some of the people reading this may not know aything about 'Get Ed', for instance, I have a few friends who read it and liked the detail because they hadn't watched the show.
But on another note, I hope you guys enjoy this Chapter.
Enjoy!
POV Edward
"Beep-Beeeep-Beeeeep…" And on and on the annoying alarm went. High pitched and screechy. All the dojo knew what it meant, heck even somebody who didn't know them at all, knew what it meant!
I pulled the pillow - that had been recently under me - over my head, and let out a groan. My head was still pounding since yesterday's… extortion.
Flash back-
"What is it? Is the sphere a part of me?" It was excitement I let creep into my voice. I didn't let this kind excitement seep out often, I knew if I grew attached to anything, or anyone, it could very well be the death of me, or said 'thing', 'person'.
"It could be." I heard Ol' Skools excitement like mine was. I knew we were finally getting somewhere.
We both stared at it for a moment, me contemplating while he was trying to figure out the best way for me to 'absorb' it.
"Let's go to the lab, we have to see what kind of energy it can emit," He said more to himself, but added for me." Either way you can carry it down there." He said thoughtfully as he handed the blue sphere over to me. I held on to it as soon as it was in my hand, fingers wrapped protectively around it.
It pulsed slightly in my hand, welcoming me like the last piece I had received had, but keep itself distance as though having second thoughts. That one (the piece before this one) was still fresh on my mind., and I shivered at the thought of this piece of me 'welcoming' me back to it.
Ol' Skool was already pressing a few buttons on the wall next to the 'poster' of his old team. He had unwillingly let the rest of the team bring it back after they realized that their leader was The Leader. He was the only person to have successfully led his team on a 'package stealing frenzy' for three years, not once loosing a package himself. While I'm getting off the subject, I'll get back to my… experience.
The concealed door hissed open with a screech, making me shiver. It was instinct, every time I went down here… it was like I was going back to that stupid test tube, which had been my home for the two and a half years I was in construction- I mean, I was in waking.
"It's fine Ed, you're not going to be going back any time soon." He said, as he came back a ways to give me a reassuring squeeze on my right shoulder. I hadn't noticed that I had stopped. I started walking, if not keeping closer to him. I let my mind wonder, wondering about a lot of things, mostly Ol' Skool. He made me have a meaning in life, if not just to have a powerful courier on his team. He was as close as I was possibly going to get to a dad.
Bedlam… is a total no. Even if he had a part in my creation, he tried to switch my components. And anybody who had a blue-print to work with on anything should know never to do that…
That was probably why we have to work so hard to make everything stick with me, as soon as they get past my 'bad' molecules, they take to me just fine.
I was snapped from my seething with another hiss of a door, this one less concealed. I stepped into the dark room, knowing what would happen next almost in exact order. Door, Lights, and then machinery.
It happened exactly in that order too. The doors already being opened the lights came on by twos, one of the right and one of the left, starting at the front of the room and spiraling back into space. Then the machinery started up, whirling and clicking to life.
I let out a sigh, and followed Ol' Skool over to a table, it had some holo-gram blue prints on it, naturally a blue-ish color. I blinked as I stood up straight, taking in one deep breath as Ol' Skool started around, getting some of the components together, and then taking some away, it was strange but I just shut my eyes tight.
"Can I have the sphere Ed?" Ol' Skool asked me hand held out expectantly. I quickly handed it over, almost not even believing that this was going to happen. I had long closed my eyes, relishing the feeling of the silence of my mind. I didn't know why, but I loved the quiet.
I opened them to look at the table, and then back at Ol' Skool
"You ready Ed?" Ol' Skool asked, his voice going into calm, and respectful mode. I looked up into his big brown eyes, and nodded my head, however slowly I did anyway. He must have finished finding the signature fast.
"It's a sizable energy signature, not as big as last time, but it's gonna pack a punch." I heard him say to me, but it didn't matter so much, I trusted him with my life.
We had only done this once, but it had lodged itself into my memory with a painful shock. He had all of the things he would need, and soon – if all of this went as planned – I would not need to be scared of the process. If everything went as planned I wouldn't need to come back to the lab every time we find a new part of me. I would have most of my components together, and I wouldn't need to be scared of bedlams conspiracy. Anymore.
"Alright Ed, you know the drill." I heard Ol' Skool's voice cut through my thoughts, I turned my head from it's position at the ground to the table. All it's straps ready to hold me in place incase I couldn't control my new power. Which happened last time, and was sure to happen this time.
I crawled over the left side of the table, so I was sitting in the middle, and lay down so I was sitting with the straps inches from my arms and legs. I let out a sigh, and then quickly closed my eyes, and made myself say something.
"I am ready, if you don't mind hurrying." My tone was impatient to get this done, as well as my body was fearing, and waiting for its parts to become a little more on the 'whole' side.
I heard a sigh, and then some shuffling around, along with the sound of button pushing. The straps, which had once been limp, jumped and cover my wrists attaching themselves in the middle. I would have jumped myself if I hadn't known it was going to happen, so instead I lay down as still as I could.
"Ok, Ed you might want to prepare yourself, it might hurt."
And as soon as I had prepared myself I screamed, the power entering my own energy stream quickly. He was trying to dull the pain that I would feel by quickening the pace of it's attachment.
I didn't get a chance to feel my body numb itself to the pain because I blacked out. It feel nice to just feel… nothing.
End Flash Back-
I groaned into my hands. My thoughts quickly went from my painful experience, to 'what the Omnirex did Ol' Skool give for an excuse?'
So I didn't get the chance to really enjoy yesterdays 'victory'. The rest of the team must have wondered what happened, and why I didn't show up. I don't even remember them coming to wake me after getting home, I must have been sleeping for hours!
I rubbed my head with my left hand, and immediately stopped. There was a tingling feeling, and it was dulling down. That must have been the after effect of my body. It was either very happy, or so mad at me I can't feel the pain any more.
I was sitting up in my bed, stretching when I heard a loud pound on my door. Letting out a sigh I listened to the person on the other side rant about me sleeping forever. I was pretty sure who it was.
"I can't believe it you've had more sleep than the rest of us put together, lets get going or else we'll miss the package!"
Yup, that'd be Burn. I quickly got up, stretching one last time. It didn't take me long to get on the few articles of clothing I had to wear, the pounding going on the whole time. I opened the door, dress and almost got hit by Burns fist, trying to wake me up, by hitting on my door enough times.
"Whoa, settle down Burn, I'm up!" I giggled in my false forever-happy language. "What's the package? Or better yet, where is the package at?" It was posed as a very serious question, and Burn took it as such. He wasn't quite over his anger so he replied tartly.
"It's over in section 3. You ready to go?" He could clearly see I was, so I replied as if I couldn't see right through the false calm.
"Course, lets go." This time I was genuinely excited. It was a chance to try out my new power… what ever it may be.
Burn rolled his eyes at my excitement, turned and walked away, toward the rest of the group who were already putting their gear on. It was strange how different they all were, but yet worked together like a perfectly nit family-most of the time.
"Your awake! How are you feeling?" I gave her a look, and she quickly added." Ol' Skool said you had a bad head-ach, is that true?" She put me on the spot, so I did the only thing I had ever been taught to do.
I lied.
"Yeah… sorry if I didn't go and party with you guy's… I don't know what got into my head." I laughed, and actually feeling a little bit woosy. I touched my head with my hand, and quickly dismissed the fact that my lie… may have been the truth.
"You okay, Ed?" Fizz asked, worry lined her small voice. I looked up -hadn't been aware that I had been looking at the ground-, and was surprised to see them all looking at me.
"Wha- Oh yeah! I'm fine, really, just a little bit of the head-ach stayed behind…" I stopped as I realized they all looked really worried, and quickly add a little calmer," I'll be fine really!"
They all were hesitant, but went back to getting their suits on. We all had colors matching our normal civilian clothes. So naturally mine was blue.
The rest of the team was just sprucing up their wardrobe as I got onto putting mine on myself. Pulling it straight there, flatting it out here, and dusting a bit that was dirty. We all prided ourselves on how clean our wardrobe was, or is.
I quickly pulled on my jacket, zipped it and was on to the pants when Ol' Skool came in. He smiled and spoke in that loud booming voice that stopped you from what you were doing to look.
"How ya' doin' Ed?" It was a simple question - and even after last nights advents – was coated with worry.
"Yeah I'm fine. A bit of the head-ach stayed behind..." I started and the worried looks I was getting intensified, so I added" but I'm sure it's nothing!" It was little more than me holding my hands up in a surrender gesture, than me feeling so horrible I was giving in.
I finished pulling on the rest of my clothes as the others just lapsed into a long silence. I looked up finally after I had finished with my uniform. They all had gone back to fiddling with their uniforms.
"I'm ready, whenever you guy's are." I said as soon as I had pushed my helmet on my head, not bothering with the straps that hung limply, moving when I did.
"All right then, Team Dojo. Let move out!" Burns excited voice rang out, as we all grabbed out vehicles.
I was always happy when I got to ride my Hover board. It was my way to be free. It was a way for me… to finally feel like I belong somewhere.
All of us were out the door and on our boards, skates, bikes, and gliders. All in ended fifteen seconds flat. You'd think we practiced it? Yes? Correct, we have practiced it everyday of my out-of-the-tube life!
We were on Hover way-19 in no time at all. We had a formation to follow, though. Burn was in the front, Loogie and Deets flanked, right and left, and then Me & Fizz were behind. Probably thought of as a last resort… or something like that. But we always kept up the formation, if we could.
"Alright everybody listen up!" We all looked at burn as he said that." We are going after a DNA truck, they stole a package from the Clowns. So we have to get it back, and not give it to them!" Burn added after staring at his projection for a moment.
It was almost the same speech burn gave every time we went out. So most of us just rolled our eyes, let out a long sigh, and wearily following whatever he said. Which was usually around the lines of: Attack, run, get that package, or Bedlam!! Attack!
"You all know where to go?" He asked as we started to approach Hover Way 5, which intersected to the one we were on. They both led to the same place (sector 3), but same places… still had many places in it. All different.
We knew where to find our little package stealers, they had to deliver the package right? Right, so they almost always went to the Drop-off point.
"Yes, we know Burn, we have only been going over it for, what? Three days? We got it, nothing to worry about." Deets said, doing that thing with her hands. Throwing them up to emphasize her point, as Burn gapped at her. His mouth slowly closed after a time of riding in quiet.
"Just wanted to make sure everybody knows.." He grumbled, flustered. The rest of us hadn't made any comment, but we all were silently laughing.
"Don't worry, Deets is right though, we practice enough to train a Omnirex." I said, backing up Deets. She had helped me out a lot of the times I had needed help, so… you know…. I liked helping her.
No, wait! I couldn't let myself start thinking like that! Trust was too fragile to give to somebody I have known for… what? Half a month? A few weeks? I'm not sure. But I do remember one of the first things Ol' Skool told me…
"Never trust anybody, besides me- even then-, everyone is either out to get you or will be used to get you…"
Needless to say I took every word to heart, and will continue to. Most people would think I was naïve, the truth was, I just didn't know any better. Truth was what I knew, a little lie could ruin my system.
We were already in the part of town where the Package was supposed to be delivered. The east side of Sector three. If anything my heart would always pound with anticipation. My palms would get sweaty, and everything would be about getting the package.
Some time's… I wonder if that's just my programming. To feel exhilarated for the chase or hunt, whichever.
At that very moment my scanner - a small watch like projection unit - did a quick -bleep- to the right. The package was supposed to be non-stationary, so it was either not moving, or … It was a trap? But why, as far as I knew it was just a hunk of junk being delivered to an old mans house.
I did a sharp stop, pulling over to the side of the street. Knowing the other couriers would follow I checked my scanned again. It didn't look like it had moved at all, but what did I know? I was just an alien life form living on this planet with organics.
"Yo, Ed what's up?" Burn asked as the entire platoon turned around, heading back toward me. I just shook my head, staring at the device once more before looking up at the Dojo group, and replying.
"It's weird," I said, looking back at my scanner once more, before being sure of my reply. I hesitantly added. " The Tracker has stopped, just like that," I snapped my figures of emphases. "Um, I think they stopped a while ago, I just now looked at it."
The whole crew looked thoughtful, and Fizz even started to calculate on her Scanner. Something she did when she was nervous, it was almost habit, but she could stop herself. Deets was twirling a strand of short pink hair between her fingers, another habit not broken.
Loogie was… being Loogie. What more could I say? He was standing there having a… argument with Doctor Pinch. I didn't even want to know what it was about so I went about the task at hand.
"Why would anyone want to stop, the package isn't timed I know, but it doesn't seem logical… What do you think Ed?" Burn had rambled, I barely caught what he said at the end. I thought for moment, turning serious.
"I think they are waiting for a specific group, most would think it's a great opportunity, I mean, come on! You won't have a package stopping everyday… But even with that, I think it's a trap," As I said this the rest looked shocked." So we should be careful." I ended looking around at the surprised faces around me.
It was silent for a moment, the only sounds coming from the hover way, and the scanners bleeping.
"But… why?" Burn asked, looking at me for answers. Something he never did.
I knew, but I couldn't tell them. I couldn't even tell myself, talk myself into telling them.
I knew, and they didn't.
So how did you like it?
Did you want to hug it and shout out to the world?... Oooooorrrrrrrr
Did you want to throw it into the fire and make it burn!!!!?
