Chapter 3
Mattie: Yes It is Me! Mattie Chan!
Saki: ...We care?! ..Gasps.. Nah..kidding..
Mattie: I know this was like, Supposed to be Mello-Chan's Chapter and all. But her computer committed suicide. I would fix it but apparently it got busted up and can't be fixed until next month? ( Then again we wrote this last month so she will come very quickly after this)
Saki: Unfortunately we couldn't afford to keep sending her computer to therapy. You know how that is..right? ( Quickly as in today )
Mattie: Anyway... Guys! *Whistle* You know what to do!
Matt & Mello: *Sigh* Yeah yeah... Disclaimer : Mattie Does not own any rights to the company of Nintendo and Mortal Combat.
Zero woke up somewhere around Nine-A.M. She sluggishly almost dropped out of her new bed and hobbled to what looked like a bathroom. Which it was. Zero stood in the mirror looking at herself.
'My god.. I look like a mess..' Zero thought ruffling her short black hair. Her hair was natural, she had not dyed it but somehow, when looked at it seemed to have a bit of a red tint or shimmer. She brushed it with a conveniently placed comb, and then placed it back into the cup. Zero was about to walk out of the room when she realized she was still covered in blood. She had a panic attack in her head and bolted to the closet which resulted in a face plant on the door.
Zero fell to the ground and threw the doors open. and saw at least two changes of clothes, a calender, and nothing else. Zero looked at the calendar and had just realized what the day she had just woken up into was. February first, Her birthday. Zero shivered, she had just become nine years old. Zero quickly rid of her clothes and threw the ones in the closet on. Zero struggled over to the bedside table, picking up her goggles and game boy. Zero put the goggles over her eyes, her green tinted or lucky goggles. She turned on her game boy and left the room. She wandered into a room which was pretty large semi-full of kids.
"There is the new kid!" Someone yelled. Zero's eye twitched and hesitated to look up. A old looking man was standing there. He took light grip on her arm and brought her to the center of the room. Zero looked around and then back at her game boy. When she looked around she had come across two people who stood out. One with blonde hair, who was tugging on the other boy's shirt. The other boy caught her eye even more. Red hair, playing on a game boy that resembles her own, goggles, like her own.
Zero refused to look up again.
"This is Zero..." The man holding her arm said, then let her go. She went over to the corner that still had a view of the two boys but kept her eyes on the game.
...Fire's Point of View...
Plainly, the ride here; sucked. It was awful.
First, Roger checked my clothes for lighters—the old coot didn't think to check everywhere, thank God—or anything else that was flammable. I wasn't allowed out of his sight, I couldn't tell anyone where we were going because heck; I didn't even know where we were going.
After a long train ride, the car ride was just as annoying. He started spewing rules at me, I couldn't tell anyone my real name or any nicknames of my real name as they may be able to figure out my real name. I can't tell them anything about my past, absolutely nothing. I was ready to smash my hand through the window and pray to God we were near a hospital.
"What's the orphanage called?" I asked the the hundredth time.
"I'll tell you when we get there." He replied for the hundredth time.
I made a dramatic groan and flopped down on the back seat and stared out the window. It only felt like a few minutes, but with a quick glance to the clock of the car; I was informed it had in fact been another half an hour before the car came to a halt inside of a well structured wall, with a black iron gate. Roger got out and opened up the door for me. I slid out of the car, and stared up in awe at the huge house before me.
"Welcome to Whammy's House, Fire." Roger said, shutting the door behind me.
I tossed a glance to him, and followed him along inside of the building.
"Would you like to be introduced along with the other new girl?" Roger asked me. I made a sour face.
"Hell no." I said flatly. Roger rolled his eyes and led me into a large room that was half-way full of kids. I got a couple of curious looks. But the furious glare I returned to them made them quickly divert their gazes.
Roger approached another girl, with short black hair. In the light it had a shimmer of red, it looked pretty cool; I wondered if she dyed it. She had a pair of green tinted goggles placed over her eyes, and was playing a game on her game boy very intensely. I tilted my head.
'Kinda like me...and fire..' A brief, amused smile flashed across my lips.
"There is the new kid!" Some annoying boy shouted, from right next to me. He opened his mouth to say more, I silenced him with another glare. I turned my gaze back to Roger, he took a hold of the girl's arm and dragged her to the middle of the room. She looked up briefly from her game, before dropping her gaze back down to it.
"This is Zero." Roger introduced, then he flashed a glance over to me as if he were about to introduce me to. I folded my arms and challenged him with a glare. But he didn't say anything else, and left the room. Zero moved over into a corner, and continued on playing her game.
I strode towards the girl named Zero..another alias I presume. I was quiet, that was unlike me, but she somehow noticed me and then dropped back down to her game once again. A part of her baggy pants she was wearing lifted up a small bit revealing a bloody bandaged leg. I stood over her now, staring at her curiously. She paused her game and looked up at me.
"Hello." I said.
"..." She didn't even reply, but that didn't put me off.
"I heard the old coot call you Zero, you're also new here?" I asked, she nodded. "Sweet, I am too. Name's Fire by the way." I smirked. "You can only guess why."
"...You like fire." She said.
"More than is healthy." I shrugged. "You're a game addict, I'm a pyro. We are who we are, hunh?"
Zero nodded. "Yeah.."
"So Roger brought me here, who brought you here?"
"Another..old guy, and a younger looking one." She replied before going back to her game.
"Interesting..." I said bluntly.
Two boys walked over, one of them blond the other red head with similar goggles and game. Zero looked up eyes on the red head then dropped back down a lopsided smile forming at one end of her mouth.
"Scorpion." The game echoed. The red head looked up. "Fight-" The game interrupted itself with a "Get over Here!" And a hitting noise. The blond took a incoherent bite of his chocolate with a loud click. A series of hitting noises until a sudden, "Scorpion wins..flawless victory." Zero looked at the game with a small smile before it disappeared completely. Zero turned the game off, then glanced at the red headed boy before stuffing the game in her pocket.
"May I ask...Why you three are over by me?.." Zero semi-whispered slightly nervous.
"Well, I came over here because I'm new—like you—the newbies gotta stick together!" I shrugged, and folded my arms. "I can only guess these two came over because they're curious about us." My eyes turned on the red headed boy, before I looked at Zero. "Seems like you two have a lot in common. Gamers, and goggle wearers!"
Zero flushed, and blinked—how embarrassed she must be—she shifted slightly and peered at the boy. "What games do you like?"
The red head shrugged and swayed on his feet a small bit. "Anything with Blood, Gore, or Shooting involved.." He replied, impassively.
Zero couldn't help but chuckle. She smiled slightly before brushing a bit of hair to the side of her face. She took out her D.S. and the P.S.P games' case.
She handed the case to Matt for him to look through, as she turned on the D.S.. Her head dropped as soon as she clicked the Personal Profile Calender.
She remembered, once more that day that it was her birthday. The First of February...
The blond boy observed Zero's actions then continued to glare at me. One might suppose or come to the quick conclusion of him hating me, liking me, or me just being clearly a person who reeks of havoc. One you want to avoid at all costs. Of course, I don't know this boy, so they're merely assumptions.
Zero let out a heavy sigh before sliding up the wall to her feet. She stumbled on one leg then tried to cling to the closest thing to her. Which was, the red head boy. Zero toppled over grasping the boy's shirt pulling him down with her, he landed on top of her, Zero's face completely as red as his hair. Her eyes wide open, as was the boy's.
They stared at each other in complete silence, the blond boy, and myself both looking at them, awe-struck. I began to laugh hysterically, blondie on the other hand had to stuff the entire chocolate bar in his mouth to stifle it.
Zero pushed the bottom of her steal toed boots on the ground and pushed out from under the red head. Zero helped herself to her feet, scurrying back to her corner. Matt, still stunned had no idea what just happened.
Poor boy.
