Hi guys, sorry for the long wait to chapter 3. I was so busy first with christmas break stuff and then school and band and my own art stuff that i had to do. And then i got writer's block so i apologize again lol (for that and all these darn excuses DX). Whelp here it is hope you guys like it. It's entirely in Dave's POV this time as i promised, i just hope i got Dave's character right XD
Chapter 3
John's face is the epitome of confusion. You kinda feel sorry for him; the poor kid has had it rough since he came to NYC. It's probably not a good idea to tell him that you and Bro are monster hunters yet either.
"What are you guys talking about?" John exclaims, gripping the couch and biting his lip.
Goddammit that's cute, you mean, look at this derp with his big blue eyes and shit. The kid's so adorkable you just wanna hug him. You clench your hands into fists to restrain yourself from doing this unironic action. Or could it be ironic? You glance at Bro and decide against it.
"You're an elemental. You know, fire, earth, water and air." You respond, making sure that your voice sounds nonchalant.
"There is absolutely no way I am an elemental whatever," John explodes, "I mean, jegus, why the heck should I believe two strangers who kidnapped me?!" Nervously, he stands up, frantically looking for something.
"For the record, I did not kidnap you. You were bleeding out on the floor; did you want me to leave you there to die?" You retort.
John doesn't answer, just continues to look around for something.
"Mother of frick, what are you even looking for?"
"My glasses! What did you do with my glasses?! It's hard to see without them!" John sputters and you can see tears beginning to form in his eyes. He wipes at them hurriedly.
"Hey, Velma chill," You move forward and rest a hand on his good shoulder, "They're probably still at the alley. I'll help you find them just stop crying, jegus. "
You can't help it. You feel like tears don't belong in his eyes. You mentally facepalm, what the fuck are you talking about? You don't even know the guy well enough. Shit, if Bro knew what you were thinking you'd kill yourself to get away from his incessant "brotherly" teasing.
John calms down enough to look at you and Bro. He blindly goes over to where you had set down his stuff and rifles in his backpack. He produces a blue shirt with a logo of a weird alien ghost on it and puts it on. He then takes out his cell phone and dials a number, something similar to dread begins to creep over his face as whoever is on the other end of the call picks up.
"Yeah, hi Jade, I—"John is interrupted and his face pales, "Sorry I just got mugged and…I know, I just… but…no I'm not calling Dad…I'm sorry, I lost all my money… but— "
John looks like he might burst into tears again. You can hear a loud exasperated voice barking at him and you feel sorry for him yet again.
Bro sighs and grabs your arm, pulling you into the kitchen. You wrench away from his grasp.
"What are you doing?" You ask, glancing back at John, who seems to be trying to apologize numerous times.
"You need to get him out of here. Now. They'll trace him to our apartment." Bro mutters, opening the cupboard to reveal an amazing assortment of shitty swords.
"And take him where? Those SOBs will track us anywhere in the city. He's too powerful; I won't be able to cloak his field. "
"You'll do it with this." Bro hands you a metal pendant shaped like a spirograph with a green center.
"This shitty thing is supposed to hide his power?"
"It'll do for now. Go and make sure you leave the city by the time night falls tomorrow. I call you later."
"But Bro—"
"Go." Bro's hidden gaze scares you and you back out of the kitchen to where John is standing, looking visibly drained.
"We gotta go." You mutter, grabbing your sword from its place leaning against the wall.
"What? Where are we going?" Egbert sputters, reaching for his bag quickly.
"To find your glasses, derphole." You open the door and give Bro one last glance.
"Then why are you taking your sword?"
"In case we run into your grandmother, what do you think? Come on, let's go." You grab his good arm and rush him out the door, down some flights of stairs, and out into your apartment lobby.
"Okay, so we're gonna take my car," You begin, walking out into the parking lot and distractedly searching your pockets for your keys.
"You drive?" John interrupts, gazing in awe at your black mustang.
"Yeah, now get in." You reply, checking your trunk for all the weapons you'll be needing.
John slowly gets in, gaping at the interior, decked out in your prized stereo system, and shivering at the sight of a miniature smuppet hanging from the front view mirror.
"Buckle in, I like to go fast." You smirk as John's face pales.
You drive down the street and enter a busy avenue. This is the first time John has actually seen the city for himself. His face is plastered to the window, watching the normal city life you're so used to.
"So where are you from?" You ask, feeling the silence was getting to awkward (or it could've been just you.)
He clears his throat, startled. Goddammit, why is this person so adorable?
"Uh well, I'm from Washington." He mutters shyly.
"The capital?"
"No, the state."
"Oh, sounds like fun…" You mentally grimace, what the fuck is wrong with you?
"Pfft, yeah right. It's all trees and boring suburbs." John pouts and you have to force yourself to not pullover and give him a hug. Whelp, there you go, inner gayness strikes again. You'll alert the media, get your buddy Batman on the case. Serve up a steaming plate of fine-ass justice. Yeah okay, you worry about yourself sometimes.
"So this is your first time in the big city. Remind me to get you some famous Yankee delicacies, can't get enough of that hot dog complete with smelly old vendor guy."
John chuckles, his teeth stick out a bit and his eyes smile, brightening his entire face. Wait, where the glob are all these homosexual tendencies coming from? It's not like you're some annoying fan girl writing some ridiculous homoerotic fanfiction. At the rate you're going you're probably gonna start calling Bro "aniki" and saying things like "tsugoi desu" while blushing like a stupid anime schoolgirl.
"So it's Dave right?" John's smile begins to disappear and you feel the easy atmosphere you've created dissipate.
"I don't see any other Daves at this time." You reply, gripping the steering wheel tight.
"Well, um… so this is all true? I'm an elemental?" John's brow furrows. "But what does that make my dad? And my sister?"
Crap. You sigh. Bro is better at explaining this crap than you.
"Well, you see, long ago, the four nations lived in harmony. That is until the fire nation attacked—"
"Dave! Stop! Be serious! This is my life changing here! I have no idea what's going on! I got knocked out by something you guys call a vampire, and now I'm some sort of monster and you're sitting here making jokes! How the hell am I supposed to believe you guys about anything?!" John glares at you.
"Okay, okay, listen. You're not a monster. Long ago…"
"Dave not the avatar crap again!"
"Chill your nerd tits and let me finish before you start throwing shout poles everywhere again." John quiets but continues to glare at you.
"Long ago, the universe was created and a whole bunch of already known shit happened, the big bang or whatever. The four elements collided and formed one person. Now this person is a guy called Lord English and he is like the Regina George of the fucking universe only bitchier. For some reason he hates everything. I mean talk about teen angst here. So he decided that it would be a great idea to extinguish the entire universe. But, even this douche wasn't powerful enough to do that alone because physical limitations can be pain when you're trying to destroy crap, so he found himself a servant, Doc Scratch. And guess what, this asshat possessed a very unique power. Lord English tore the elemental part of his form from his physical body and divided it into four souls. They became what we call elementals; Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire. They had the power to destroy the universe since they created it in the first place and also they were pure energy, no physical limitations to speak of. Now this was where Doc Scratch came in, his power allowed him to be able to bind the elementals together and basically make some sort of sweet-ass bomb with an explosion of gigantically universal proportions.
"But, the elementals didn't want this, and they escaped to the farthest regions of the universe where Lord English could never find them. Elementals are tricky and they reincarnate from one being to the next to make it harder for Lord English to find them. Not that searching the universe isn't already hella difficult, wouldn't wanna be that douchewaffle. It's been this way since the beginning of time, but recently, we've discovered that all elementals have reincarnated here on Earth. Lord English has found an easier way to search for them too. That is why monsters exist, they are his spies and Bro and I kick their fugly asses to make their job even more of a pain in the ass. Obviouse plot twist; you are an elemental, the Wind elemental to be irritatingly exact."
Silence engulfs the car. God you are really hatin' these silences.
"So that's your creation theory? I don't believe it…" John whispers shakily.
"Yeah. What did you think? That our universe was a frog or something?"
"So, I'm one of these elementals? I can destroy the universe?"
"Well don't get ahead of yourself, you need those other peeps too."
"HOLY SHIT!" John screams, making you swerve out of your lane.
"Hey, do you wanna kill us?!" You shout, steering your way back into the lane.
"Oh my god…"
"You mean oh my Lord English."
"I'm some sort of legendary creature like Lugia or Mewtwo?!"
"Well if you wanna be a huge nerd about it."
"What do I tell my Dad?!"
"He probably doesn't know and we should keep it that way."
"What do you mean?" John's eyes are wide and fearful.
"He'll be in danger if you so much as call him. They're tracking your scent now and they'll follow you for the rest of your mortal life."
"What?! Who?!"
"That monster who used you as a chew toy sent a signal to its buddies before I ganked it."
"A signal? They can do that?"
"All monsters can and now Lord English knows where you are. We can't let him catch you. He'll be sending out his best spies...,
Demons."
Whelp here's the end of of chapter 3 (Oooh whats gonna happen next), chapter 4 will be here soon (hopefully there won't be such a long wait as last time -_-;)
Me being a multi-fandom person, I put some really vague supernatural references and some not so vague avatar the last airbender refs in there bc hey im the writer so heck yeah XP
Anywho rate and review please ^^ and cya next time guys in Chapter 4. ;3
