Chapters 4
You must think I'm a baby. Who passes out two times in a 24-hour time span? Me. Because I'm sure you wouldn't take the series of unfortunate events I've had too well. I thought my parents were dead, but it was still possible that they were alive. Then the police never show up and we were being chased, some random boy is on the other side of the street. I was tackled to the ground twice, then passed out and woke up in the hospital to find the same unknown boy and I'm told my parents are, in fact, alive.
Drowsily I sat up leaning heavily on the pillow behind me. The Gasman was next to me on the left, sitting in a chair, his hand in mine. He was such a sweet boy, and he was acting very tuff. I wasn't even being that brave. I tapped on his arm with my bruised hand. Gazzy looked up at me and smiled. I smiled lightly back. "How are you? You've been out for a while." I shrugged and grinned at him. "I've been better." This was only funny because he would always say this when I asked him the same question. Whenever he was hurt or didn't feel good and I asked him that question, he replied with 'I've been better.'
The boy walked in; the boy I still didn't know. "If I continue what I was saying, promise me that you won't pass out again." He said slyly. It was angering the way he said it. Like he knew it would annoy me. Well it worked if that was what he was going for. "I'm fine." I said harshly. He deserved the mean attitude I was giving him. "Who are you anyways? And why were you being chased like us? Even better, why were we being chased?" He looked a little bit strange, like he was debating whether or not to tell me. "I am Nick Shade, age 15. I was being chased, like you, because I am in a situation like yours. You, were being followed, and then chased like me because they thought you were with me and knew who I was." Well that helps. Oh, wait, no it doesn't. "I can help you find you parents, but you half to help me too. You have to help me destroy the organization they are in. "
"What do they do?"
"They capture the children that are special. The ones that are important. You are important, and The Gasman is too. Then they mutate them. You have what they don't. They don't want you to find out how powerful you are, because then they would be forced to stop working. They would be forced to stop steeling the power and importance from all the children like us. They use it to commit crimes and test scientifically on kids, then because some of us have magic, they take it, if they can find out how. That's why the kids are gone so long. The tests that they endure never stop. The scientist don't stop until the kids power is gone completely. They use the magic to transform things and people, into horrible creatures."
I still didn't understand very much. But if all this was true, then I had to help. I could if I tried, I can always help. So I would. And I'm sure Gazzy wants to help too. So he can be included too. Then we also get our parents back, double the reason to help. "We're in." I said bravely. This would be quite the mission.
