Next Chapter. So I'm adding a little bit of explanation now. Yay! Sorry About last chapter taking so long. I just couldn't move myself to write it that was so boring, now school work didn't necessarily help either. Heh... But I have noticed a budding interest with this story. I am quite excited that it's picking up even with my slow updates. Ok on with the show! Err, story...
You open your eyes again and realize you are lying in the floor. You right yourself and scan the desk for a paper but find nothing. Confused you look around wondering where it is. You look up at the wall and see a hall. You feel drawn to the hall and you walk towards the hall.
You see a room at the end of the hall but tripped and fell to the ground. You rub your head and as you open your eyes a paper fluttered to the ground mere centimeters from your face. You reach feverishly for the paper and sit up gingerly and lean against the wall. You read along listening to the words of an unknown force.
Looking along the walls of this clay prison
Wondering what it is I'm missin'
Wondering if you're listenin'
I can't move yet I feel like I'm runnin'
I yell out for you and you regard me coldly.
And shut the door behind me boldly.
Yet I feel bravery is far from what you felt that day.
But I say come what may
I will come back and be okay.
But for now I say
There appeared to be four more lines but as you stand up to walk down the hall you realize you must've taken a hard hit to the head as your vision swims. You quickly sat down hoping not to faint while standing, but your hasty movements served to anger the dizziness even more and you felt the world around you fade as you succumb to darkness.
All of the Titans rushed to the common room hoping to figure out the cause of the alarm. They noticed Beastboy and Starfire standing in front of the monitor. Robin immediately jumping to hasty conclusions… "Beastboy, I told you to only use the alarm for emergencies" Robin scolded. Beastboy frowned as Starfire spoke up. "Please, I believe this is 'the emergency' as you put it. We have found something" everyone perked up at that. "How girl, we searched everything on the internet" Cyborg asked.
"We merely typed in the passage that was said under the symbol. 'Close your eyes, but find no sleep tonight.'" She replied and both Robin and Cyborg groaned, as they had not thought about typing in said message. "So what did you find" Raven asked. "We found a story of a man who used to live in that very house" Starfire said. "So, begin" Cyborg said. "Ok, there once was a man, his name was Alexander. Alexander was a fine man, rich, and friendly. He was most kind." She began. "Yes, but not everyone liked Alexander. There was this dude that wanted Alexander dead, but he wouldn't get away with such a crime." Beastboy continued. "And one day-
A man with a long white beard looked at the world through his thin framed glasses. His gruff appearance elevated by the prominent frown with the downturn of his eyebrows. He seemed to glare at the world as the others around him skipped and smiled carelessly.
He huffed and walked down the dingy streets. He abhorred the filth of the poor, but he needed to find someone. Someone who belonged on this dirt and mud covered road, not where he now resided. He knew the man he was looking for usually walked down this road to bring gifts to the poor, he visited certain people each day. A waste of time and more importantly, money in his eyes, of course if you're wasting time, you're wasting money. And that was a horrible thing to do in this town.
A toy bouncy ball suddenly bounced in front of him and he stopped it. A small child ran up to him huffing and puffing. "T-tank you sir" he said respectfully. Then went on to blabber about how he had lost the ball until the man had stopped it. The man glared at the child with a high intensity and the child shut his mouth with an audible snap. He claimed the ball and ran away even as he was still trying to regulate his breathing. The man sniffed irritably and continued his walk. He had no time to watch these filthy people he had more pressing matters to attend to.
A man in his early thirties was walking down the street merrily whistling a tune and a skip was most prominent in his step. He had a warm smile and short brown hair. He noticed a young lady with her mother and brother sitting at a small café. He pulled out to bouquets and a small toy and handed them to the family along with another box that undoubtly had a present for another family member.
He continued to walk down the street and disappeared into a small restaurant, it was small but you could guarantee good food, clean atmosphere, and friendly service. He sat at a small table and ordered a drink. He sipped on his drink as he looked over the menu. The door to the quaint family restaurant opened and you could feel the air get colder. The man looked up briefly to see an older man with a long white beard and thin glasses walk in. The man wore a long grey trench coat and a fedora adorned his head hiding that bald spot of his.
The younger man smiled politely to the elder when their eyes met and looked down again at the menu. He felt someone sit at the table next to his and saw the old man from the corner of his eye. The waiter came and quickly took his order. He started to feel nervous as the man at the other table bore a hole into the back of his head." (It's just an expression for any who don't know)
" is there anything I can do for you?" The young man asked the elder after a moment of silence. The older man snorted and after a second or two replied "Alexander, why do you come to this dingy town everyday" Amos asked quietly so as not to offend the people that lived here. Although he did offend the man beside him "How dare you call this town dingy! You have not met the people here, they are wonderful and I want to do all I can to help them" He replied with great zeal.
"Higher class men are not allowed to associate with… Peasants." Amos said acting as if it took a great deal of energy to say the word. Alexander glared but kept his cool. "That is just a rule you made up, the mayor encourages us to help the poor" He replied hiding a smug grin. The other man flustered slightly and rushed off not to soon after.
A smile broke free on Alexander's face as he realized he won the battle. He knew a war was about to break out between the two. That man wouldn't leave him alone. Things were about to happen… And they weren't going to be good. "Sir" his waiter asked as he brought a tray laden with food. But for now, the man was to enjoy his meal. After all, you can't work on an empty stomach.
Amos stalked angrily down the road as people parted before him. Everyone looked at him warily like the man was about to bite someone's head off. He paid the people no heed but did push a few over that didn't move. Glares were aimed at his back but he either hadn't noticed or didn't care. His face was steadily turning red as he stalked angrily to his abode.
" " a man called out. "WHAT" he barked at the civilian. The civilian looked unperturbed as he stared calmly at the man before him. "I heard about your 'problem' and I can help" he said. Amos narrowed his eyes at the mysterious man in suspicion. "And what would that be?" Amos asked wondering what his answer would be. The man's mouth curled up slightly. "I can help you with Alexander. He will pay dearly I promise." The man assured.
Amos started to sport his own diabolical smile. "And how will we do that?" he asked. "Follow me" was his reply. The two walked down the alley and into a strange home. The strange man looked through shelf upon shelf of unknown oddities. "What is all this stuff?" Amos asked as he looked upon a shelf with, uh… I'm not even sure what that is… "I have a lot of free time" was all the man said.
"Aha" he called out. Amos didn't share his enthusiasm. "What does it do?" he asked cautiously. "Exactly what we want it to do-it" Bleep –bleep- -bleep- -bleep-
The Titans look around story-time temporarily halted as the alarm goes off. "We'll finish this later, Titans go!" Robin yelled and everyone rushed out of the tower. The monitor still on in the common room showing everyone a picture of . He looked familiar, shockingly familiar.
How's that!? Man It's so close to Halloween now. (Tomorrow if my computer is right.) Oh well. Just got to get it done, I'm such a procrastinator… Meh, tis can't be helped. I will have this finished soon.
Are you wondering who the guy at the beginning is? And who is ? Who is the weird man? Where is Alexander? And are we ever going to get any candy?! Why am I asking you? So many questions, so little time, not many answers.
Also, I made up the story with Alexander, sorry if it overlaps with any stories out there or if it overlaps with history itself (which I highly doubt.) I made up everything in this story, except the Titans and where they live. Duh. Ok see ya later!
Read on!
~Barracade
