Okay…so here it is. Chapter dos. Well really chapter one since the first one was more of a prologue. A prelude. The beginning of the beginning. The…I'm gunna stop now. Reviews are much appreciated they tell me how I'm doing. Now without further ado, chapter two. (Lol rhyme-ege).
Oh and a little aside, you know a little asterisk. Just so you know in this chapter we're following Ari.
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Somewhere in Arizona
Six months ago
He didn't understand it. How was he alive? He didn't know. All he remembered was dieing, but it was more like falling into a deep deep sleep. It was cold. But a nice cold. And he was happy that it could happen this way. In the arms of his half-sister.
But then he remembered waking up. Nearly sitting up except for smacking his head on a piece of wood. What the? Max? are you there? Dad? He had yelled out. Trying to move. Trying to stand up. But he couldn't. He was trapped. He flailed in his early grave wildly. Calming down he tried to formulate a plan. He thrust his arms outward from his chest with all his strength. Tapping into his eraser abilities to do so and pushed his way through to cheap wood of his coffin.
He broke free of the wood and tried to take a deep breath of air. But only came up with dirt. His eyes widened and he coughed trying to get it out. He struggled more. Thinking he was going to choke to death. What a way to go. After all the near death experiences I've had I never thought Id go by simply chocking to death on some stupid dirt.
He went up. And up. Trying to get through the dirt. His hand reached out to empty air. His arm. His head. His torso. His legs. He was free of that feral prison. It was dark out side. But now as dark as it was down there. The stars were out. The moon was full he noticed. He felt exhausted. It was tougher then he thought to break out of a wooden box in the ground. His eyes felt heavy. He closed them. Not caring exactly where he was at the moment. He laid his head down on the grass. And fell into a deep sleep.
A bird sung out in the early morning light. It repeated its song. Ari's eyes snapped open and sent a glare at the bird that had served as his alarm clock this morning. He hated birds. Bird kids. It wasn't dark anymore. He must have slept through the night. He stood. Bones cracking, muscles aching. Damn he thought. Dying really takes it out of you.
He looked around the area. He saw the hole that he had just come from. He was in a clearing in a heavily wooded area. Patches of grass were stained red here and there. As if some epic battle had taken place here and no one had bothered to clean up anything but the bodies. But then again. That is what had happened.
He remembered. He remembered all too well. He took another scan around the area. No flock. No Jeb. Not even stray white coats. Great. Now I'm using those stupid bird kids slang. They had left him for dead. But you were dead. But that didn't matter to him. They had left him. Abandoned him. Again. He was stupid to have trusted them. Even if it was for a short while. And he though that he had finally gotten Max to like him.
When she had tried to help him spell his own name he had nearly cried. No one had taken the trouble to do anything like that for him. but I guess that didn't matter to her. She had left him again. Just like when she had left him to those scientists at the school to make him into a…an…into a freak. But then again, hadn't that also been daddy dearest's fault to. He had done nothing to stop them. All he cared about was his precious flock.
And even after all this time it still made his blood boil with fury and rage. All he wanted to do was tear off there heads and send it to daddy. Show daddy what little Ari could do. Then he would… Stop! Deal with the matters at hand!
He focused. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure on the ground about 50 feet away. It just laid there. No doubt another experiment. One that was left here to die. He walked toward it. Wondering if it was still alive. He could not have been 'dead' for that long. He stood before it. Contemplating what he should do.
He decided and bent down slowly.
"Hey, you okay?" he put his hand on her shoulder and turned her onto her back. He flinched his hand back. He had seen death, yes. But the shock never had not yet worn off. Well at least not for him. She was young. Older then him. But still young. Couldn't be a day over 18 years old. But then again. Being one of the experiments. You tended to never age gracefully. You tended to look older by years.
Her skin. Was scaled. Had a reptilian kind of look to it. Her eyes. Empty and blank. Were black as night. Yet clouded. She was blind. Was. Her face, begin dead, still looked relieved. As if she was happy that she had finally died. Happy that she didn't have to face the pain anymore. A small smile was spread across her slightly opened mouth. A forked tongue fell slightly out from between strangely sharp and yellow teeth. Her hair. It was dark brown. And was bald in patches. Over all she had a sick look to her.
She died the way she lived. With no one caring for her wellbeing. He could relate. He too was left for dead. He to was subject to sick experiments. But the difference was he was still alive. The anger inside him was renewed.
Was she still alive while I was being buried? Did the flock bother to say a few words on her behalf? Could they have done anything to save her? Was she still begging, pleading for life when they had flown off without her? Could she have been saved? Why hadn't they buried her? Or even moved her. Did she have to stay here? Just lie here and waste away and rot in the open?
He pulled her up. Held her close. Seeming to coddle her like a baby.
"Is there anything I could have done?" he whispered in her non-hearing ear. He felt guilty. Even though he had no reason to be. He read her name tag. Sonya. It read. They had bothered to name her. She was probably one of the oldest ones the white coats had been able to keep alive.
He still held her close as he stood up and walked over to his empty grave. He laid her down in it. Took the time and tried to make her look her best. He laid her out like a body should be laid. Arms folded, hands laced across her stomach. He picked up a trampled looking flower and placed it in her loose grip. And lastly he used his thumb and forefinger to place her eyes closed.
He stood back. And gazed sadly at the scene before him. He sighed. And used his hands to shovel the dirt in on top of her. Why did he care so much about this girl. Its not like he knew her. Did he? Could she have been one of the many experiments that he had seen in his lifetime? He didn't know.
His job was done. He had not more business here. And most of all, he just really wanted to get as far away as possible from the place where he was, once again, abandoned by his small little scrap of a family. But where am I going to go?.... Arizona, that's where dad said the remnants of Max's family are. I'll go there. And I'll show her. She'll be sorry, and so will dad. They will both pay for once again leaving me behind. They…Will…PAY!
Six months later (i.e. now)
Ari crouched down in a tree. Déjà vu. He thought, remembering the last time he was in this very same position. Just all the way across the country. Everything else was pretty much the same. He was watching the same group of people for almost the same reason.
The reason was that he wanted Max. But in a different way. Now he wanted her dead. She had left him. They all had left him. Left him all alone in the cold hard ground. He smirked at the thought of there faces as he had burst through the freshly dug ground. But his face hardened. Remembering that they weren't there. Not even Dear ole dad was there. But what did he expect. Daddy dearest was never there.
But soon daddy dearest and his big sister wouldn't ever be around to abandon him anymore. To abandon anyone. Pretty soon he would get his chance. He would make sure of that.
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Okay then…looks like Ari has some daddy issues…but what do expect? His dad was kind of a dick… but maybe I'm biased…I do think Ari is the awesomeness… and didn't like Max much… I only in the whole book series liked Iggy, Ari, Gasman, Angel, and…Max clone.
Make sure to review so you can tell me how I'm doing. And how you like it. Uh….and….just….yeah, nothing really left for me to say.
