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Chapter Three:
Alliances!
Dagger was quite pleased. Not only did he have two team members already, he had even managed to help Aryn a bit with her team. That's right, by now Dagger had Chiara Triante, and Ehru on his team, he also helped Aryn convince the very shy Pokemon Ray Vienna to join said Angel's team. He had no idea how Aryn and the tiny Pokemon were affiliated, but he didn't really care. It wasn't any of his business.
Dagger had decided awhile ago that he kind of wanted the little Asian girl to be on his team. She would sort of balance it all out, seeing as he had a foul-mouthed, hot-head, and a non-socialite of a mutant. No offense intended, of course. All he had to do was remember that tiny girl's name. And then find her. And THEN confront her without scaring her half to death.
This might be a challenge.
The next day...
Philomena was walking innocently through the halls when she passed the doors leading to a large room where the team members of th search parties were to congregate. She had no intention of sneaking onto one of these teams. None at all, hehe. She was only sneaking over to the oaken, double doors because she was curious. No other reason, whatsoever. Nope.
She didn't want to listen in on their plans either! Not at all, she just wanted to see what the room looked like. Yes, yes, that was the only reason. So, she slid up to them, and grabbed the nob of the one to the left. She squeezed, and pulled. It was harder than she thought it would be. She tried several more times, and ended up falling back when her hand slipped on the sweat it was excreting.
She wiped it on her grey tights, then shifted to right side of the doors. She once again squeezed, pulled, and fell back. This time though, she fell back along with the door. It didn't squeak as it swung outwards, it hardly made a scraping noise against the floor. There were no scuff marks either. Philomena sat up, as she had fallen on her back.
Her lips pursed, she pushed herself from the floor and darted in. She had heard footsteps. She dove under a fancy looking couch just in time to see the dinosaur, Italian, and horned boy walk in. Dagger had to duck seeing as this was one of the few rooms in the school that wasn't renovated to fit him. She hardly could help herself from darting out from under the couch, in fact, she couldn't at all.
She ran up to the closest person to her, Ehru, and tackled him. She dragged him to the ground by the horns.
"OW! Those are sensitive you know!" He yelled. Philomena stuck her tongue out.
"You," He growled, glaring heatedly at her.
"Yes?" She asked sweetly.
"Yo-" Ehru was interrupted by Dagger's grunt. The Kaiju scritched something onto a piece of thick paper with his claw. Philomena couldn't help but onder where the paper came from. Chiara was the first to see what was on said piece of paper.
"Oh, HELL no! First that d*mn Hand sends me on a f***ing 'mission' with a freaking Dinosaur! And NOW we're tagging a tomboy along?!" She said enthusiastically, and not in the good way.
"What?" Ehru asked, confused.
"I'm coming along? Yes!" Philomena swung her arm in a a motion indicating she had scored big. Dagger scribbled something else on it.
"Oh." Chiara calmed down somewhat. That was before she read the side note.
"So now you're ignoring our consent? Screw you!" She screamed. No one noticed the guy peaking in through the still open door as Dagger nodded a yes to Chiara. She growled menacingly, but did nothing to stop the Kaiju.
"So am I coming or not?" Philomena's smile had disappeared, being replaced by a cocked head, and slight frown. Dagger nodded. Ehru was still confused.
"So, this girl, the girl who pulled me to the ground by the hor-" He abruptly paused, remembering Chiara who did not know his secret. "Pulled me to the ground painfully, is coming along?" He finished. Dagger nodded again, getting a bit exasperated by everyone questions which all had obvious answers.
"Oh fun."
The sarcasm was not hidden.
Meanwhile with the peaking dude...
Tod Schatten hadn't realized he was being rude by eavesdropping. He hadn't even realized he was eavesdropping until someone suddenly cleared their throat, causing him to look at them. Standing in front of him was a girl with Indigo eyes, Gray hair, and matching wings. An angel by the name of, you guessed it, Aryn.
"If you don't mind my asking," she started in a small voice. "But, what are you doing?" Tod blinked a few times.
"Apparently listening in on a conversation." He stated bluntly, but not condescendingly. Aryn studied him without a judging expression. Tod's most astounding feature had to be his eyes. One of them was red, the other blue. Blonde hair fell in a mop, though a blue headband managed to keep it out of his face, and he wore a scarf of a matching blue.
Aryn smiled a bit.
"Would you like to join then?" She asked cheerfully, feeling surprisingly comfortable with the sixteen year-old boy before her.
"Join what?" He wondered aloud, mildly interested.
"One of the search teams." Aryn explained, a bit taken aback from his question. News spread like the plague around here, and very few didn't catch it.
"Why do you need search times?" He asked, managing to refrain from showing his curiosity on his face.
"A few of the students haven't arrived yet." She once again explained, getting slightly peeved from this boys lack of information, and interest.
"And that's enough to send out a few search parties?" He rose an eyebrow, glancing away from Aryn striking eyes.
"Well, it's the students who haven't arrived. They were all involved in the disaster last year." She informed. The blonde gave her a look saying, 'what disaster'. Although it wasn't entirely common knowledge outside of the school, Aryn figured that everyone within the school would know at least something about it. They would at least question the absence of a whole class, or even investigated a little.
MH had never formally announced anything about it, but still, knowing the trouble-makers of this place, some details were bound to get out.
"It's a long story." The angel simply said, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. The look Tod was giving her went away, but his eyebrow didn't relaxe for another good ten seconds.
"Alright, I'll join." This took Aryn for a loop. This guy didn't even want the particulars of the search, and he just joins?!
"Great!" She exclaimed, covering up her shock with a smile.
"Now where's that Pokemon..." She trailed off, and walked into the room. A grunt resounded, just barely heard over the still bickering teens.
"Why does she have to come?"
"Daga!"
"I wanna come, I wanna come, I wanna come~~~!"
"Oh just shut the hell up already, d*mnit!"
"E-Excuse me?" Aryn whispered, her voice drowned out in the confusion. Tod just stood, watching. He heard footsteps coming down the hall quickly.
"I FOUND IT!" Someone shouted, coming to a screeching halt beside him.
"Who're you?" Said shouter asked.
"My name is Tod Schatten, who're you?" He shot back, looking towards them.
"Why, I'm the one-and-only Mystique of The Punishment Room!" She shouted once again, sounding as if that was an accomplishment. Her loud voice managed to draw the attention of the now quiet arguers.
"Aryn!" She squealed, dashing to one of her best friend's cousin She tackle-hugged her to the floor.
"Mystique, I can't breathe." The angel managed to gasp out.
"Oopsie~ Sorry 'bout that." She stood up, smiling an innocent smile that Aryn didn't think belonged on the pranksters features.
"You are all very loud." A new voice piped up. A small Vulpix sat on the table comfortably.
"There you are." Aryn sounded somewhat relieved.
"I had to search half the school before I gave up looking for you." She scolded, frowning at the silver furred pokemon. Everyone else in the room was trying to get over the fact that a Pokemon said something other then it's name.
"I'm sorry." He looked down, eyes watery. Aryn's frown disappeared.
"It's ok, just don't let it happen again." She consoled. The little Pokemon nodded, wiping away the tear.
I hate Writer's block.
I also hate that little voice whispering, "You never get Writer's Block, so shut up!"
I have nothing else to say soooo,
Toodle-loodles,
~Not-Alone-Anymore