Hey!! Chapter three is here!! Enjoy!!
Chapter Three
Ah! That was a wonderful meal! But the only thing that made this moment bad was the fact that there was nothing else in this city to do! At least not that I know of. And the burning sun wouldn't go away! I wish there was some shade in this city!
"Hello there, Elyon."
I stopped in mid step. To my right was a dark corner between two buildings and a large wall in the back. A man suddenly came out of the darkness. A man I'd never seen before. "Who are you!? And how do you know my name!?" I was either really pissed or really horrified; I couldn't tell. But the one thing I knew was that I never told anyone my name because I wasn't able to trust anyone, no matter who they are! And plus, I never really liked it.
The man held up his arms in defense. "Calm down kid, I won't hurt you," the man smiled. "My name is Maximum, but you can call me Max. And this is my assistant Jet."
I turned around to see where Max was pointing. Jet was glaring at me from behind. I wondered why they were both wearing those weird black suits. My shoulders were then grabbed and pulled backwards; my back slammed against the wall.
Max was staring at me, with his left hand on the wall. I wondered what he wanted with me, and most importantly, how did he know me when I've never seen him before in my life!
"So Elyon, I've been watching you for some time now," Max said as he removed my hat and threw it behind him.
"What do you want with me?" I said, stiff and angry.
"You'll see. But for now, I just wanna talk. So tell me, why didn't you accept to be the daughter of those people who felt so sorry for you? Why didn't you settle down and be normal?"
"Because, I can't be with people I hardly know. I couldn't live my life with a fake family. Besides, being normal is totally boring! I want an adventurous life! To travel around the world and be who I've always wanted to be, and normal is not it." Can someone please explain to me why I'm telling this dude all of this!? I barley know the guy!
"Interesting. So how'd your parents die?"
How the hell did he know that my parents died!? "Um, in a fire. When I was five my father put me in the basement during the fire and then went back up for my mom but never came back. Once the fire was out I saw the ashes of the house and my parents no where to be found. Then I ran. I ran from the cops so they wouldn't ask me what happened or bring me to another relative. But I didn't want to go, I wan to be this way, I won't be taken by anyone." What was wrong with me! It's like I can't stop myself from talking!! Like I'm being controlled! Will someone please shut me up!!
"Ok, back to the normal. What would you say if I told you I can make you un-normal?" Max said.
"What do you mean?"
"I can make you into something incredible so that your adventurous life would be advanced greatly. I only need two things from you."
"Like what?" I suddenly felt a thick needle stab my forearm by Jet! Just one slight move and it ached tremendously. "AH!!" Max then held me against the wall.
"First, your blood," Max said in my ear as the needle was yanked from my skin, blood flowed down my arm. I glared at Max.
"Next," Max said as he opened a box and pulled out a gray, circular device that suddenly began glowing yellow. I suddenly grew extremely weak. My stomach ached, my body felt boneless, my lungs weakening, my blood pumping throughout my body and my throat burning as if I had swallowed fire!
"Your voice!"
I dropped to my knees as I grabbed my throat with my right hand. My neck surprisingly hurt the worst! I could see the glow from the circular ball reaching my neck, opening my mouth unwillingly and stretching into my throat! I couldn't feel anything inside; I could only feel a slight breeze; but it was like my breath was being forced out of me as well. Then finally, the yellow glow was moving out of my body. But it was pulling something out with it. A white, glowing circular orb! It was pulled into the yellow glowing device!
Max then sealed the machine back into his box and handed it to Jet. "Lets go, I've got what I wanted."
I could not believe that Max had actually stolen my voice! I didn't even know that, that was possible! What is he, a science nerd or something?! But I wasn't going to just sit there and watch him get away with my voice! I looked around and found the biggest rock on the floor and threw it at the back of head; my strength was great enough to make the back of his head immediately bleed, and have him jolt forward with unexpected pain and rage. The next thing I knew, his anger rose miraculously and he and Jet were pounding on me with many punches and kicks; I was soon rolling on the floor, onto the side walk and back under the sun which wasn't as hot because it was setting.
I was on the floor against a building, no a house, a two story house with one window right above me. But I couldn't see anymore then that. My vision grew blurry as I grew weaker.
Before I passed out completely, the punches and kicks stopped. I was confused but grateful. My eyes became clear as I heard an unfamiliar voice.
"Wow! That hurt less then I thought!"
I looked over and saw a boy sitting on both Max and Jet. I was confused on how he had even gotten them to the floor in the first place.
The boy stood and began kicking both men until they too got up and ran. I watched as they disappeared around the corner. Then the boy moved closer to me and placed his hand on my back. "Are you ok?" He asked as he helped me sit up.
I nodded, remembering my voice had been stolen from me. How can I explain that to anyone?!
"My god! That must really hurt!!" He said, looking down at my bloody left arm. I just looked at it sadly; I began losing feeling to it. I could actually bleed to death if I didn't get it sealed up! That's what scared me the most.
"Come on, let me help you," the boy said as he took my right and pulled me to my feet. I limped to the door of the house I had been up against; apparently it belonged to that boy. I looked up at the window and saw that it was opened; did he jump out of it just to save me!? The boy opened the door for me as I stepped in. He then led me to the stairs. According to his expression, he looked as if he didn't want anyone to know that he was there.
When we entered a room that looked like his or someone's bedroom, I sat on the bed, hoping the blood wouldn't stain the carpet, while the boy walked into the bathroom. He came back out with some antibiotics, which stung incredibly when it hit my arm! I never realized how deep the wound was. The boy quickly strapped it up and finally stopped the bleeding.
"By the way, I'm Jack."
I smiled as I rubbed my arm, feeling the blood pumping through my vanes from the bandage being so tight. "What's your name?"
I mouthed my name to him. I couldn't believe I forgot that I didn't have a voice. My throat still feels so normal that it's like I still have it. Looked down sadly.
"What's wrong?"
How could I tell him that I couldn't talk to him? I quickly tapped my neck with my right hand, hoping that he'll understand.
"You can't speak?"
I shook my head sadly. I tried speaking to him through my hands, moving them to my mouth to explain that my voice was taken out of my throat but Jack didn't seem to understand.
"You don't feel good?"
I shook my head and tried to say that the two men that he jumped on stole my voice. But my fingers didn't make sense to him.
"You need help?" Jack asked.
I sighed hopelessly.
"Do you have a home?"
I shook my head.
"Well the guest room is right next door. Would you like to stay here for a while?" Jack asked.
I looked at his bright blue eyes, observing every detail about him. From his short, smooth brown hair that hung only inches on his face to his skinny body. He looked really cute but I don't know if I can trust him, or anyone for that matter. I mean, look how it ended up with Max. That's the one mistake that I don't want to make again. But Jack did help me after all. I suppose I can stay here for a while; it beats waking up to the burning sun every morning. But I just need to keep my eye open for anything.
I smiled at Jack and he automatically knew that, that meant yes.
He led me down the hall quietly and opened the next door to the left. I was really amazed at how wonderful the room looked. I could definitely get used to this.
"My dad or anyone never comes in this room so you're totally hidden. Let me know if you need anything. I'll be in my room all summer," Jack said with a smile as he shut the door. I could definitely tell that there was something about this room that Jack wasn't telling me.
I'll worry about that later. I giggled air and jumped onto the comfortable bed. Wow! I haven't felt this much at home in such a long time.
Hours went bye and I felt like I was in my own apartment. Jack brought me dinner and showed me how to work the TV. He brought in pop corn so we both could watch a movie.
Everything was going so wonderful, until Jacks dad called him downstairs. I watched as Jack left the room, closing the door behind him. I stood up and walked up to the door and opened it a crack so that I could hear what Jack's father had to say to him.
"Jack, I'm not going to talk to you about your report card now. I don't want to start fighting again. But I do need to tell you that I'm going to be leaving for a couple weeks and I don't want to leave you alone."
"Leave? Where are you going?" Jack asked concerned.
"A business trip."
"You're lying! You know that I can always tell when you are lying. You're a cop! Don't tell me you quit that job too!" Jack shouted.
"Jack," his father said as he placed his hand on Jack's shoulder. "I understand what you are going through, but this is something that I just have to do. I can't explain it right now, of course you won't understand. But I'm leaving you in good hands."
Jack quickly slapped his father's hand from his shoulder. "No! You always do this! You're always leaving, sending me to an obnoxious place or leaving me with a ridiculous babysitter! I can't take it anymore! Every babysitter you've chosen have made me miserable, making me work and not doing anything to help! Why can't you stay home like a real father!? Oh that's right; because you're not!!" Jack finally finished and stormed upstairs.
After watching the entire thing from the top of the stairs I was astonished and confused at why they fought like that. I felt so sorry for Jack. I quickly ran into the room and shut the door silently. I looked over to the desk across from the bed. There was a laptop on it! I suddenly had an idea.
Then Jack came in and slammed the door behind him as he sat on the bed, hanging his head over and placing it on his palms as his elbows rested on his knees. His face looked so sad. I quickly typed on an empty sheet on Word and sat down next to him. He looked at me. I smiled. I turned the laptop towards him so he could see what I wrote.
I figured that since I can type fast and I lost my voice, maybe I can use this laptop to talk to you.
Jack smiled. "Yeah. That's a good idea."
I sighed in my head. Man his voice was so soothing. I then began typing again.
By the way. I'm Elyon.
"Elyon. That's really pretty."
I smiled shyly. It's strange how he can change his anger and sadness into happiness when he spoke with me. That really made me feel good.
"So what happened to your voice?"
Those two men that you took down, they stole my voice with this machine. I have no idea what they wanted it for but they seemed to know me when I've never seen them before in my life. They said that they've been watching me. They took my blood and my voice, saying they could make me into something incredible, I typed.
"So that's how your arm was bleeding so much?" Jack asked.
I nodded.
"Well don't worry, I'll help you."
If you don't mind me asking. Why do you always fight with your father? You should cherish him while you have him. You never know what can happen. I didn't.
Jack looked at me sadly. "Well my mother died in a car accident and ever since then my dad has been a nervous wreck. We don't seem to relate that much so his stress from work seems to be taken out on me," Jack explained. He then looked over at my sad face. "What do you mean by, you didn't know what would happen?"
I looked down, then back at the laptop. Both my parents died in a fire when I was five. Ever since then I've been on my own. No friends, family, home, money. Nothing but me…I'm sorry about your mom, as you know, I know what it's like to loose someone.
Jack looked at me sadly. "I'm so sorry. I promise, once my dad leaves, I'll find a way to either sneak out or keep you here with me. I'll help you find those men and get your voice back."
I smiled. Thank you.
"What are their names again?"
Max and Jet.
Hunting for the bad guys!! Coolness!! Read and Reveiw!!
