Chapter 10- Volatile Swings (Violence on the Swings)

A/N: Hey all, sorry for it being so long since I've updated. This story is so old for me. Lol. I wrote it four years ago! I've only got seven more chapters to update and then the sequel 'Suicide Seaside' is next and parts of 'Epitaph' the third part is already up. I hope to finish these before the end of the summer because now I have a better computer than what my parents had before and I am able to access it more often. Thanks for everything and enjoy!

That day Dom and Alex had spent the whole day playing video games. When Omi had called, in fact, he had caled three tmies that day, Csaza had told him that Dom wasn't home. Dom was thankful for htat. But it left Alex to wonder; what did Dom see in him?

Alex had listened to Dom and Csaza's late night talks. In fact, Alex had always fallen asleep to the sounds of murmurs coming form their room. One time, Alex recalled, Csaza had asked Dom if she had believedi n love at first sight. Dom had said , "No, Csaza, you're such a hopeless romantic. There's no such thing as lvoe at first sight, it's just an infatuation. Don't let your feelings get in the way of the job. Love won't get you any where in life. You're beter off working alone through life without letting your emotions get in the way. Besides, you know that homosexual marriages are not thought of too kindly here. I may accept you, Csaza Etne, but they won't."

Dom had said that almost a whole year ago. Back when she had just joined the group. She was still the newest and the youngest in their group. She had a safe past and now showing mental or physical problems. Yet, next to Alex, she seemed to be the most troubled.

Alex didn't understand it. Though, she did have to wonder, if what Dom ahd said to Csaza about love would help her deal with this. Oh, she needed out of there to think about things that would affect her own life. Dom and Csaza's whispers and giggles weren't helping her thoughts. Time to go exploring!

Jumping out of bed, alex redressed herself in a pair of black jeans and a gret t-shirt. "Seymour, stay," Alex said to her favorite pet. Opening her window, she climbed out on the ledge wehre flowers were made to be planted. Alex jum,ped and did one complete flip before landing perfectly on the sidewalk.

She headed off towards the west. There was a park down this way that she had been meaning to check out. It seemed crazy, and according to her record it was, but she liked parks. There had always been a comfort in going to the park.

He lie there on the merry-go-round. The street lights on this block had been knocked out. It was dark, no other people around. Just him and his park. He was watching the stars. Often he would sneak off to this park to think. When he was at the house with the others it was chaos. Sometimes he just needed some peace and quiet.

There was a rustle in the grass. "Huh?" He moved a little. Someone was near. He grasped his knife. His park. "Eh?" he rolled onto the ground, taking cover under the merry-go-round. He looked out across the open darkness. He made out a figure near the swings. It was a girl. "What's a girl doing out here at this time of the night?" he asked himself.

The girl figure sat down on the swing furthest from where he was hiding. She began to swing, the normal pattarn for a swing, b ack and forth, and back again. He watched her for a while. He decided it was time to confront her. The threatening feeling of losing his park a little too over whelming for him not to.

Crawling out from under the merry-go-round,he stood up. "Hey," he called. "What are doing here? This is my park."

Alex looked at the guy. She didn't answer right away, she was thinking, 'Dude, is that his real hair color?' After staring at his hair for a while she decided it best to make some sort of witty come back. "First, hay is for horses; second, because I can; and third, I happen to like this park. Another thing I would liket o know is where you get the crazy idea that this is your park?"

The silver haired many was a little shocked at first by this girl's come back and that she was still swinging the whole time. On his swing. Ah! He strugged to not run over and yell, "Lady, what's your problem? I'm a psychopath in a park after dark, and you're just gonna tell me that 'hay is for horses'?" Instead of the insane approach he tooka more sophisticated manner.

He walked over ot the swings. Alex was facing perpendiculat to him, bu tshe had been watching him out of the corner of her eye. The silver haired man sat down in the swing next to her. "Aren't you the least bit afraid of me?" he asked.

"No." Alex replied.

"Whoa. That's new."

"Why should I be afraid of you? I mean, its so dark here that the only thing that really stands out on you is your hair. There's just something about you that doesn't seem to make me wanna kill you or run off. I'm a psycho, I can ruin your life in one night, if I wanted too. Ya know, your voice sounds vaguely famililar," Alex said, thinking for a moment.

Wha'ts your name?" the silver haired guy asked.

"Alex. Alex Leifoh."

"I don't recall knowing anyone by that name."

"Well, what's yours?" Alex asked.

"Farfarello."

"Any last name with that?"

"No," Farfarello said.

He lookeda tt he figure next o him. That's all she was; a figure with a voice. The dark concealed both of their appearances. She could only see his hair and he could onsly see her gray t-shirt.

A green light began to glow around her wrist. It was her watch. The time read 11:45. "Well," she said. "Hope everyone's asleep, or at least that Seymour has kept them out of my room."

"Seymour? Them? Brothers? Sisters?"

"Dog. Friends. None. Hate 'em."

"Oh."

"I snuck out and because I'm a legally certified psycho, I'm not supposed to be out without Dom and Csaza with me."

"I know what you mean," Farfarello said. He lifted his legs and began swinging. Oh, how he loved his park. He liked this girl, too. A fellow psychopath to talk with. After allt ehse years, something like a friend, one who shares mental issues like himself. Yay!

"You do?" Alex asked.

"Yeah."

"Hey!" a voice a little ways off yelled. "What do you think you're doing? This is our territory."

"Didn't we just have this discussion?" Alex asked Farfarello.

"Yeah, we did." He said swinging a little higher. "I don't wanna leave."

"Me neither," Alex said stubbornly and followed Farfarello's idea of swinging higher. She calculated about how high she would need to be in order to jump and land behind them, then break out and kick ass time. "I'm not leaving until I'm ready."

The group of guys, about ten of them, moved closer to them. Using her watch's night-light she could see the reflectionso f blades and thought, 'I'll give ya one of my own.' She counted to herself, 'I…2…3…Go!' She jumped off of the swing just as a guy charged at her.

The swing flew back and nailed the guy in the back of his head and knocked him out. She landed perfectly on the ground behind the others. "Wha! Perfect! That's twice tonight! Oh, I am so getting a trampoline! Boom baby!"

One of the guys turned to her and said, "You bitch!"

"Ya know, I know I am, but bitch is overused so I prefer bastard. Eh, either way, thanks for the compliment." Alex said.

Farfarello tried not to laugh. He was still swinging away. After a moment he decided it best to join Alex on the other side. 'Ich…ni…san…Here I go!' He jumped over the guys, but landed on the one that had called alex a bitch. "Hey, pretty good, huh?" Farfarello said walking across the guy's back to stand next to lex. "So, do we team up on this?" Farfarello asked.

"Sure, why not." Alex shrugged. "WE might as well. I mean, we're both here."

"Yeah. Yeah. You're right. We're both here and they are after both of us. I could always yse the relaxation. So, let's go for it." Farfarello reached his hand into his pocket and curled his fingers around the handle of his knife. 'Heh heh,' he laughed to himself. 'Five for me and five for her. Peachy.' "Shall we split them equally?"

"Yeah, that sounds good to me." Alex agreed. She flicked out two ninja stars. "Ready? Set. Go!" Just as she thought they would, two guys came at her at the same time. "Eat this," she thrust the stars into the two's heads.

Their bodies fell to the ground. The last three of them took off. "Losers," Farfarello said walking over to Alex. "Well, let's see, five dead, two unconcious, and three run aways."

"Ya know what?" Alex said.

"What?' Farfarello asked. "Hey, let's go."

"Not yet,"A lex said. "I wanna do something." She sat on the ground and concentrated on the mental waves coming fromt eh two unconcious guys. She brought them into a completely black area.

"What's going on?" one asked.

"Never, ever, ever mess with me again, go it?"

Farfarello watched as the two guys' bodies started wriggling around even though they were unconcious. After a moment Alex stood up, an evil smile across her face.

"You're, you're a dream haunter aren't you?" Farfarello asked, shocked.

"Uh, yeah," Alex said.

"That's cool."

"Uh, thanks."

"What timei s it?" Farfarello asked.

Alex looked at her watch, "Oh, crap, it's a quarter to three. I've got a super long walk home."

"I'll walk with you," Farfarello offered.

"If you wanna. I'm probably gonna get my ass chewed out when I get home if soemone's figured out that I got out."

"Same here, well, let's go."

The two headed off towards Grau's house. They had only small conversation during the walk. When they reached the house they said their goodbyes and Farfarello watched as Alex climbed up to her bedroom window and back inside. He didn't leaveuntil her lights went out.

"Goodnight, Alex," he whispered.