(To those of you who are about to read this, feel free to do so, but this is an old story of mine. I am moving it from my original account to this new account, which is mainly for old stories that I do not wish to keep on my main account, which is named Dylexa. I won't have anything good up there for a while, sadly. I am working on it though!)
Chapter three:
Inside the long metal box
(Dylexa: I thank everyone who has reviewed so far! And yes, I will try to add a little more action XD. It will take a few more chapters though since this is the beginning, but I was originally planning some actiony parts anyway, so I can assure you all it is coming very soon! Enjoy!
Also, i thank you Sparrow for the lovely comment, and yes, I know the characters were originally given costumes when they got their powers, but Marissa's powers are a bit different. Lol, I thought it might be a bit too unoriginal to make her have the same affects stuff...besides, I love the drama!
And to Marian, I'm glad you like my story and want another chapter (and it's kinda funny how I finished before I even saw your comment), but I won't end my thing so quickly, but I will finish. I haven't been on here in a while because I've been really sick for a while, and also because of school, but please don't think that I've abandoned this. Writers block is an awful thing, and all writers will go through it at one point...I just go through it a lot...
And to those of you who want me to put more action, I couldn't agree more, but this is still the beginning so PLEASE be patient! I never wrote action before, so this may take some time for the flow to come to me. I WILL put some in though...probably by the next chapter.
Anyways, hope you like! And i thank all the other people who reviewed.)
(Marissa's POV)
I stretched out my shirt uncomfortably, wishing Matt had used a different material for my 'super hero' costume when he made it.
The costume was basically a long sleeved shirt and pants, mostly a dark red, like the color of blood, but at the wrists, ankles and waste were orange flames, looking fairly realistic actually. It also came with dark red gloves, and there were actually holes where I can spread my wings out when I wanted to fly. I felt it was a little dorky.
But Matt had insisted that he saw my hair spark a few times, and he and the rest of the group thought I was hot-headed emotion wise (Which I do tend to be) so I got stuck with this pathetic excuse for a comfortable costume.
Chances are, I probably would have liked this costume a little better if I was younger, like about Matt's age.
It's been about a month since I joined what is now called 'Zevo 4'. Besides getting my stupid costume with the flames, nothing chaotic has happened here yet, which Matt, Ellie and Jason think is odd.
But honestly, I couldn't care less! This meant that I didn't have to humiliate myself in the ridiculous costume Matt insisted I wear.
At least, not now.
"So, have you guys seen anything weird?" Matt's usual happy expression was now anxious.
"Besides Ellie's cooking?" I asked jokingly. Matt's expression lightened, his frown turning into a smile, and he snickered. Jason supported me with a small chuckle as well.
Ellie rolled her eyes. "Yeah, ha-ha, hilarious. In fact, it's so funny that I forgot to laugh. Weird, huh? Kind of like how bad and or mean your sarcastic jokes sometimes are."
"Oh, pipe down, you know I was kidding," I responded.
We were at Jason's home (A house boat I guess, which is somewhere in the ruins of Stankvile), having our weekly meetings. I always thought these meetings were a waste of time.
"I'm actually kind of worried that StankFoot is coming up with something big." Matt seemed anxious.
"Well, judging by what you guys told me in 'story time' about him, he probably is coming up with something big...or in this case, diabolical," I say, using the word diabolical because usually most super villains in TV shows during big moments where the good guy is the captive and the bad guy is the captor say something like 'you're probably wondering what my diabolical plan is', or 'my diabolical plan will help take over the world!', or something like that.
"Great, now this really is like one of those dumb Super hero shows," Jason sighs. "Exactly what I need."
"Oh c'mon Jason! Weren't you in to that stuff when you were little?"
"Oh c'mon Marissa! Weren't you into all that girly stuff when you were little?" Jason replied, trying to prove a point. "Like My little Pony? Or Barbie? Did you like dressing up as a fairy?"
"Okay, I get it." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat at the mention of dressing up as a fairy. When I was younger, I used to dress up like a fairy all the time...once I even tried to fly by jumping off my bed...yeah, not the best idea.
"So, we still haven't seen anything?" Matt said, reminding us that we needed to be serious on this topic. "Anything at all?"
"Well..." I started, but stopped. I had known this for a while now, and didn't want to get yelled at for not telling them sooner.
"What? Tell us! This could be important!" Matt trembled with excitement.
"Seriously, what did you have for breakfast this morning, a bowl of sugar? Take a chill pill!" I smirked at my joke. "I...um...I kinda figured out how to get inside Mayor Ronson's office without being seen."
"Cool!"
"Yeah...and their having a meeting tonight to discuss what to do about that mutant family you guys told me about...sounds pretty serious."
Matt paled. "Sounds like bad news..."
"At least we'll be hearing what their plan is," Ellie comforted Matt.
"Yeah...about that..." I frowned. "Only two kids can fit into this entry at once...it's, um...in the air vent...so only two of us can go...unless you guys don't mind suffocating."
"So who's going?" Jason asked.
"It's not going to be me," Ellie said. "I'm claustrophobic."
"It's true," said a snickering Matt. "Like this one time, when we were at the mall, we went on an elevator, and for a minute the door got stuck. Ellie was t-"
"Matt!"
"Can we get back to our point?" I asked, frustrated. I was really hoping to just drop this subject already.
"She's right," Matt agreed. "Jason?"
Jason frowned. "I might be a little too big..."
"Just kill me now," I groaned.
"What's the big deal? You said you found a way in there! You must go in there often to know this much!" says Matt.
"I know...but I never went in there with another person...what if we get stuck?"
"Well, think of it this way," Ellie started. "At least Matt is a skinny, dorky nerd, so you have nothing to worry about. Not only will you not get stuck, but you have Matt to be smart for you."
"Says the girl who loves anime," Matt muttered.
"What's wrong with only one of us going in?"
Jason said, "Maybe something might happen...you two can get caught...two people to fight is better than one...besides, you were the one who mentioned having two people in there in the first place!"
"Couldn't I just talk through those headphone walkie-talkies Matt made in case that happens so you guys can get help?"
"Yeah, but what would you do until then?" Matt retorted.
"Please kill me."
Ellie rolled her eyes. "You're so melodramatic."
"What was your first clue?"
"C'mon! Do it for that poor family!" Matt tried to encourage. "Besides, what's the worst that can happen?"
Let me guess...being experimented on by bad-ass scientists?
"Here's a good strategy," Jason said. "Just grit your teeth, do it, and think that it will be over before you know it."
"Ugh, fine." I sat up from the chair I was sitting in and spread out my wings.
"Where are you going?"
"I gotta tell my parents that I'll be sleeping at a friend's place tonight," I explained. "For all I know, this meeting can go on for hours."
...
"Are you sure you can't just kill me?"
"It's hard to believe that you're older than me," Ellie sighed.
"Yeah, I know." I pulled off the metal part blocking the opening to the air vent and gestured for Matt to get in.
"After you," he said.
I positioned the headphone walkie-talkie things around my head in a more comfortable position, pulled out a flashlight from my pocket, and crawled inside. Matt got in as well, and I immediately felt my claustrophobia rise.
"Are you sure you guys will be okay?" Jason asked.
"You're definition of okay, or my definition of okay?" I said with sarcasm. "Just kidding."
"I'll take that as a yes."
...
"Are you sure you know where we're going Maris?"
"What makes you think I'm not?"
"My knees hurt."
"You guys have only been in there for like twenty minutes Matt!" We heard Ellie say through the walkie-talkie. "Quit your complaining!"
"So? We should try to be a little faster!" The child complained. "The meeting could start any minute!"
"Actually, we still have about an hour before the meeting," I pointed out.
"Oh."
I snickered. "God, if we get caught, I can't imagine how much trouble we'll be in...wait, were wearing our super hero costumes...would we still get in trouble?"
"I think you just might make Mayor Ronson hate us even more if you guys get caught, because you can always just fly away before he could really catch you," Jason says.
"Good point."
As the minutes dragged by, I noticed the air around us get hotter as well. I figured that someone had turned on the heat because it was very cold when we had first gotten in. I didn't think much of it, even though it was getting a little difficult trying to breathe.
That's when I noticed a light in the distance...brighter than my flashlight.
"Jack pot," I muttered.
"Did you find the office?"
"I think so." We crawled as close as we could to the light to see a similar metal entrance on the bottom to the one we pulled out when we first got here. I peered down;
The room looked like a conference room, with a long table that had eight chairs each side and one chair at each end. There was a curtained window behind the left side of the desk, and there was a bookshelf at the right. The room was painted a nice, dark grassy green and the carpets were a tan color. Mayor Bronson was inside, reading a book.
"Did you find-"
"Shh!" I put my hand over Matt's mouth. I nervously backed us away a few knee steps so Mayor Bronson couldn't see us.
"Hello?" I winced. "Who's there?" We stayed still for several minutes.
"What's going on?" Ellie asked nervously.
"We need to stay very quiet," I whispered almost inaudibly. "Mayor Bronson is right under us." I dared to glance back down into the room;
He was reading once again.
"You guys alright?" Jason's voice was a little hard to hear due to the static. I positioned my earphones again.
"Yeah, just fine," said Matt, his voice much lower this time. "Now be quiet!"
We waited for probably about a half an hour, because soon enough people started walking in the office.
...
By the next hour Matt and I were literally falling asleep from boredom. These idiots were talking about boring daily stuff, like the color of the building, the new carpeting, a raise, etc...
Please...just walk out of the room so your stupid meeting can end...
Just as I was about to suggest we leave, a man by the name of Collin Uyratien said;
"Hey, what about those mutants in Stankvile? You know, the ones living in that hotel?"
I glanced at Matt worriedly to see that he was just as worried as me. I felt him tense up against me.
Wow, he really likes that mutant girl. Must be really cute or something.
"Yeah, why can't we just track those Zevo-3 mutants, catch them, and destroy the building so we can build New Eden two!" A woman with blue hair said.
"Yeah!" Another man with a long black beard agreed.
I noticed Mayor Ronson's expression tense up like Matt, but then forced a smile.
"Well, for starters, we have no idea where those super heroes are," Mayor Ronson started. "And even if we did know, we don't want the town to know that there are mutants that can cause trouble...but I think I've thought up a plan to terminate our problem.
"It's really simple actually," Ronson continued, "I've noticed that one of them visits the mutants quite often...well, next time he visits, we should try to catch him...when the others notices that he is missing, we destroy the building...we know that they will come before we try to do this, but one less will make it that much easier to catch them as well, and destroy the building."
Ouch.
I knew Mayor Ronson was a jerk, but...that was kind of a sinister plot...and what if were caught? I DON'T WANT TO BE FUCKING EXPERIMENTED ON!
I tasted the familiar metallic flavor of blood and licked my lips; I hadn't even realized that I had been biting them.
"Do you think that would work?" Uyratien asked.
"I don't know...we'll have to see...I'm not even sure it's really a good plan, but it's the best we've got right now."
"I like it," the woman from before said. "It probably could use a little editing if we can think of anything, but it's good to start with."
The rest of the meeting was kind of boring...heck, it was so boring that by the time it was over, Matt was asleep on my shoulder.
When I was sure they were gone, I shook Matt awake.
"Hey, Matt, wake up!" I shined the light at his face.
"Five more minutes Mom," he mumbled.
"Dude!" I chuckled.
"Huh, what?" He blinked a few times. "Did I fall asleep?"
"Yeah, and you called me 'Mom'."
"Those are his first words every single day," said a tired Ellie. "He stole them from me."
"Eh, I say that every morning too," I sighed.
"Ellie, I did not steal them from you!"
"Can we just discuss this outside please? I would like to get out of here now!" I groaned.
"Oh, right." Matt pulled out the bar-door-air vent blocker thingy out of its hinges.
"Matt, we can't go out like that!"
"It'll be fine! Nobody's here!"
I rolled my eyes.
"What's going on?" Jason must have heard me complain.
"Jason, do you think we should go out through the office?" I asked. "Because apparently Mr. Rocket-scientist thinks it's just fine!"
"Well, it depends. Nobody is there, right?"
"Yeah, like I'd think it's a good idea to leave when everyone is still there," Matt snapped.
"Hey, I'm just making sure!"
"So what do you think?"
"I think if you guys are quick it'll be just fine."
"But-"
"Two against one, I win!" Matt interrupted, jumping out the air vent. He floated down gently.
"Matt!"
"C'mon!"
I groaned, hesitantly jumping out as well. I only made it halfway through before Matt caught me.
"I could have landed just fine by myself!"
"You said you were afraid of heights, so I thought you might like it if I caught you," Matt put me down. "Sheesh."
"Well...I have wings..."
"Whatever." Matt headed for the window. "C'mon, let's get out of-"
Rfggggghhh…
Oh no.
I winced as I heard someone turn the door-nob.
"Hide!" I pulled Matt towards the closet, and quickly got us inside.
Ka-thump! Ka-thump! Ka-thump!
Footsteps walked around the room.
"Hello? I forgot my jacket! Anybody here?"
We stayed as still as possible.
"Guys? What's going on?"
I didn't answer, and Matt didn't either. I was too scared to move any part of my body, and apparently Matt was as well.
"Oh that's right, I left it in the closet." Footsteps started edging towards us, getting louder and louder each second.
I knew he was gonna find us, and then we'd be dead...oh, those visions of being in a laboratory were so fresh now, so clear, so vivid...
"Oh wait, that's right, I left it on the chair."
The footsteps got a little quieter, stopping for a second, then finally walking out the room.
As soon as I was sure that the coast was clear, I let out a deep sigh.
"Oh my god that was close," I murmured. "Oh my fuck..."
"What just happened?!?"
Matt snickered. "Were you actually scared?"
I blinked in shock. "W-what do you mean? OF COURSE DUDE!"
Matt snickered a little louder. "You know, we could have fought him! There was only one person!"
"Yeah, one person that would have called his little friends and got us locked up!" I riposte venomously.
I was sure that Matt was rolling his eyes as he said this. "Yeah right, like that could happen."
Okay, you want to play? I'll give you a game!
"Dude, you're as naive as my two-year-old cousin!" I'm nearly shouting now. "Actually, I shouldn't even say that because she probably has more sense than you!"
"Um...okay, do you even hear us?" I could tell that Ellie hated it when people ignored her, and trust me, I hate it too, but that was exactly what I felt like doing at the moment.
"Oh yeah? Well at least I don't worry as much as an old lady!" Matt snapped, sounding angry and offended.
"Ugh!" I open the closet, not caring when I knocked down a vase from the shelf. I walk swiftly to the window, open it, and fly out, leaving Matt behind.
"Marissa, what's going on?"
I ignore Jason, ripping off my head phones and dropping them, letting them land several feet beneath me. I half wished I was able to hear them break.
(Dylexa: Okay, you may think that this is over, but it's not! Lol. I just wanna quickly add that if i did make the chapter too long, I'm sorry, and I hope you could tell me that I did because I really wanna improve my writing more.)
...
Since I told my parents that I was staying with a friend tonight, I couldn't go back home, so I had decided to stay here by the lake here. It was still pretty dark, but the sight was pretty.
My original idea was for me to chill out at Ellie's place tonight, but that probably wasn't a possibility anymore, since she and her brother probably hate me now.
They probably burned my stuff too, since it was still over there.
Hey, I could be wrong. Maybe I'm the one that hates them.
Can you really blame me though? I mean, for all my life, its been normal, quiet, peaceful, and defiantly had no gooey green Zevo compounds, but now these three kids that I barley even know expect me to be a hero…I can't do that, okay? I'm just Marissa Sunshine, the girl of New York City.
I don't know how long I had been sitting here before I heard a crash.
Suddenly, screams were audible. I was able to hear buildings being knocked down.
Ding-a-ling-ling!
Ding-a-ling-ling!
Ding-a-ling-ling!
When I realized my cell phone was making this noise, I pulled it out of my pocket, not bothering to check to see who it was, and opened it up.
"H-hello?"
"Marissa? Where are you?!?"
"J-Jason? I-I'm at the lake. Where are you?"
"What, you didn't just hear that crash?!?"
"No, I did. Why?"
"We need your help!" I heard Ellie shout. "A building collapsed on Matt and we can't get him out!"
"W-what?!?"
