*Author's Note* I do not own anything! Jumper (c) 20th Century Fox (that includes David, Millie & Griffin)! I do own my original characters Leah (Jennings), Fred (Collins) & Zoey (Rook), Alex & Zach (Riddle) so no stealies!
Yes, I purposely made the two new OC's names on the oppisite of the alphabet. Alex and Zach... so yeah, enjoy! And review PLEASE
*EDIT* Sorry, I forgot that I changed Alex from Alec. Sorry for the confusionXD Also, I had to edit a few things to fit his peronality from furture chapters:P
"Hmm… I suspected that you'd stay up, Griffin. Not lay down with your girlfriend. What about you-" The boy outside Griffin and Leah's window, stopped himself in mid-sentence. A terrible, aching pain came to his chest.
His brother… his twin brother, dead! He was use to having him around! It was only a year ago that he lost Zach; that dreadful day the Paladin shot him. The day Zach gave up his life for him, his younger brother only by three seconds! They both had shaggy, dark brown hair and both had dark brown eyes. Alex was also skinnier than his brother and slouched; Zach was broader in shoulder width and held his head high. For twins, they sometimes looked very different time from time. But many people didn't look past the eyes and hair.
Zach always told him that people with brown eyes were full of crap. Alex had proved to his brother multiple times that they were brighter than most people, talking book and street smart. If they weren't tracking, they read any book they could get their fingers on.
He shivered, feeling suddenly quite lonely and cold. He pulled his sweatshirt and jacket closer as he slowly edged towards the ledge. A small pebble was thrown over the edge by his foot; he watched it, or at least tried to, land on the ground. Alex sucked in a breath, pulling out a flashlight.
"Hello world! Here comes Alex!" He leapt off the building, giving a hoot of joy before disappearing entirely. Where he disappeared, a small crack stood in the air. It glimmered and shined, it looked like glass reflecting some sunlight but yet had a soft roundness to it.
The first jumpscar was set, thought Alex. "And onward with the circling chase!" He snickered, thinking of his plan.
(Direct) Griffin POV
We both felt the jump, the smallest of pulses. And I had actually just fallen asleep! I narrowed my eyes at the thought of another Jumper being so close. I jumped out of the bed, slowly approaching the window.
"What are you doing?" Leah asked, already slipping on a pair of pants.
"Finding out what damn person would dare come this close to me," I muttered. I jumped outside the window and grabbed onto the roof to stop from falling. Leah stood next to me and I immediately grabbed her waist.
"Damn jumper…" I hissed, angrily at the kid whoever did this. Well, he's bright all right; damn kid had the jumpscar in the middle between the top of the hotel and the ground. My body tensed, getting prepared to jump when Leah yanked me back.
"Don't you dare think about it, Griffin O' Connor." Her voice was hard and harsh. I looked at her and the way her green eyes harden. Whatever her threat behind her words was partly true though I know, even in her strongest state, she couldn't touch me.
"Why not?" I asked, straightening up.
"Because… it could be a trap." I rolled my eyes, thinking how everything could be a trap these days.
"Leah… I'll be fine." That's when I jumped next to it and grabbed it. I could hear her muttering curse words before she disappeared. I came to a music section of a store. I looked around, glancing around for a clock. I saw one, peering towards it- barely four am in the morning!
"Ugh," I thought with disgust. Rarely have I gotten up this early anymore! I wandered over to the next aisle. I glanced with interest at all the games, licking my lips eagerly. Then I saw a teenager, about fifteen, standing and playing some type of guitar. I realized it wasn't actually a real guitar, but one of those for the Wii or whatever the hell the thing was called. I watched slowly, standing frozen to my spot.
My glaze slowly dragged to the screen. He seemed at ease, playing the game and easily hit every note. I gave a wild guess and figured it was on expert since his fingers were all over the place. After a moment, the song finished and he turned to me. He had shaggy dark brown hair and eyes to match it. His jeans were faded and ripped. He wore a dark grey hoodie underneath a green/brown jacket.
"Kind of funny, isn't it? They don't make you use all buttons on hard…" He fiddled with it again, turning back to the screen and got another song going. He continued talking as he played. "They make you use all the buttons on hard but, yet, here they have it permanently on expert. Not fair is it…" His voice trailed off as I scowled, walking to another aisle. The kid was probably high or something, and I didn't have time to deal with that.
I walked back to music aisle, glancing around. Seeing no one there, I walked to the other aisle. Old movie section; I would have made a face if I didn't see another person at the end. He had his back to he and somehow, the hair burned in my mind…
The same teenage boy turned to face me and stared blankly. He held one of those crappy magazines about celebrities and how they act stupid.
"And I've been playing that for an hour and no employee has come to kick me out!" I scowled; I strode towards him.
"Look kid, I don't have time for your bullshit. Leave me alone," I growled, turning around. I stopped feeling a slight breeze blowing on my face. I looked up to see the kid leaning on a rack, staring smugly at me.
"I never said I was following you," he said, amusement on his voice. I glared at him, putting two and two together. The kid… he's the Jumper! Great, Griffin, just great! Everybody can seem to find you now! I whipped around, about to jump away when I felt his hand grab my sleeve.
"Wait, I didn't-"
"I don't f***ing care," I snapped at him and jumped back to the hotel.
"Well, don't have to be a bitch about it," Alex said. He then grabbed the jumpscar.
I heard the kid before he landed in the hotel room. Leah immediately was at my side, prepared to fight. The kid scrambled up, wiping his hands on his jeans. He blinked, looking around with that stupid smile on his face. Two things pissed me off there: first, he followed me (and I never liked that) and second, it looks like I have another David on my hands. Not that I cared much for the first one in the first place!
"Hmm… it looked better from outside. Not much of a design, huh?"
"Get out!" I threatened, taking a step forward. Leah grabbed my arm and yanked me back next to her.
"Griffin…" Her whisper was harsh and I could do was scowl. That kid was dead meat.
"I'm Leah," she said, extending her hand. He grinned, ear to ear. He shook it, giving a polite nod of his head towards her.
"I knew that… I think. Anyways, so… Griffin's your boyfriend, huh?" That's when I snapped and he knew it. He jumped, I followed after him and only glanced around for a second seeing where I landed. A beach! How… unoriginal. I saw the kid racing towards something.
"Still gonna chase me, huh?" He laughed and jumped again. I leapt through his jumpscar, my fury blinding smarter judgment. But, of course, he didn't know me. I heard him shuffle along in a different aisle, since we were back once again at that large store. So I pictured myself in front of him, pulling my arm into a punch and then jumped. I whacked him right in the face, barely missing his nose.
He slid to the ground, gasping in surprise. Then he looked up, fury flooding his eyes.
"And you were saying?" I sneered. He screeched angrily, launching himself at me. I met him head on, grabbing his shoulder and threw him across the baseball field. I had jumped us to an old baseball field that popped in my mind. He sputtered, spitting out grass and dirt. He scowled at me, pulling out something from his jacket. I frowned, trying to figure out what he was pulling out.
Suddenly, Leah came between us. She stood; her back straight and her eyes were like daggers. I merely stopped myself from moving, knowing her reaction would not be good.
Leah POV
A bunch of little kids, these two were like. I couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor kid. Griffin was a hard opponent and the kid lasted longer than I guessed. Though I was surprised to land in a Wal-Mart, the beach and this baseball field didn't bother me; I was actually kind of happy to be an open space for once.
I had gotten use to the Lair so much.
"Now, if both of you are going to act like a bunch of little kids, I'll treat you both like little kids." The kid was flaring his nostrils, trying to catch his breath. He leapt back up, staggering a little bit. I saw his bloody nose; I shot a glare at Griffin. He shrugged and as I shifted my glaze back to the kid, I knew he was smirking.
"Now, what's your name?" I asked, turning to see where a swirl of dust of where he was. Griffin jumped to my side, almost trembling with fury.
"Stupid bastard," he swore at the empty space. I knew he was using his bottled up fury about the whole computer thing on the kid and I knew that was wrong. I wondered if Griffin did… or at least, in his subconscious mind he did. I glanced at the scowl on his face; nope, he didn't.
"Griffin… calm down," I whispered, placing my hand on his shoulder. He took a deep breath, shutting down his fury for the moment. He pulled me closer, jumping us back to the apartment and snapped, "Damn kid shouldn't be messing with us!" I sighed inwardly, jumping to the bed. I started to memorize the coloring, pattern and design before I saw Griffin jumped back next to me.
"I hate other people." It a true statement; the way Griffin handled people was terrible. I think if you put him back into a giant crowd people he would go nuts. Another reason he probably enjoyed being in the middle of nowhere. I stared into his still hard eyes and a small smile crawled across my face.
"Leah… you are pretty damn weird." He said, rolling off and jumping onto the couch. I laughed, jumping next to him.
"Really? Am I the one who grew up underground and almost no contact with other human beings?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He smirked and said, "I actually quite liked it. Not a lot of noise, that's damn sure." He started to playthe PS3 when I grabbed the remote out of his hand. He sighed, turning to look at me.
"What's wrong?" He asked, frowning at me. I huffed angrily, my frustration soaring higher. I scooted over, staring at him.
"What's wrong, Griffin? I don't know- my boyfriend is avoiding the unavoidable, we're probably being tracked right now by Paladins and tomorrow we have to 'move in' to an apartment, in a very large and vast city." He didn't glaze into my look; his blue eyes avoided my green ones. It only took a moment for me to realize how harsh those words were…
"Griffin…" I whispered, pulling myself closer. I started to kiss his cheek, but he turned his head and caught me dead on with his lips. After a moment, we pulled apart.
"Our world is falling, isn't it?" I asked quietly, gripping his arm and laying against his shoulder.
"Yeah… I guess it kind of is…" He muttered, shoving his shoes off with a quick flick of his feet. He wrapped a protective arm around me, holding me quite close.
(Direct) Griffin POV
Women- meaning really just Leah- are too insightful sometimes. She picks up almost too quickly sometimes.
Yes, our whole goddamn f***ing world is crashing down on us… and it would take a damn big miracle to avoid the mess it'll cause. That's if, and that is a big if, we survive the falling of it. I glanced down at Leah, feeling the twisted gut emotion I got when Danny lied to me about Leah's death. Was it the end? I scowled at my thoughts, turning them off.
Not if I say a damn say in it!