Whew, I'm back. Don't feel like writing much of an author's note, cuz I got nothing to say. For once.
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own any of this. Except the OCs. Well half are BoOkWoRm's. Whatever. Just read.
Z's POV (By BoOkWoRm)
I looked at the white guy in shock. Did he just do what I thought he just did? He just healed? Am I going crazy? I thought only Dylan could do that. Guess I was wrong.
Jess pulled back her hand and looked at the white guy with the same expression.
"Z," I heard Liz quietly breathe. I turned around to see that she had stopped bleeding, but was in major pain. I rushed over to her just as the black guy did. Meanly, I hissed at him to get back. He only went back two inches. I scooped Liz in my arms, and I heard Jess tear off a piece of cloth from the supplies.
"Let us help," the Asian kid said.
"You've helped enough," I hissed. He nodded at the white guy who took the cloth right out of Jess's hands. He spit on the cloth and motioned towards Liz. He reached down and I snapped at him, almost biting him. He pulled back a little scared but more curious.
"Don't touch her," I said. He sighed and looked up at the Asian kid.
"Would you rather she died?" the Asian kid asked. I looked down at Liz, who was shaking terribly. No, I couldn't risk losing anyone.
"You can save her?" I asked. The white guy nodded. So apparently he would only talk to Jess. Fine, whatever.
He took the cloth to where her shoulder was bleeding. She gasped and gripped onto my sweater. She was breathing heavily, and she didn't stop shaking. The white guy drew more spit and rubbed it on her. Gross, but it was working. Soon Liz had stopped shaking, and her grip went loose. She was breathing evenly now and opened her eyes to give a smile of thanks.
"Are you feeling better?" the black guy asked. She looked up at him, and a sudden sparkle came into her eyes.
"I'm fine," she said. She motioned to stand up, and I helped her. But then her legs gave out. Before I could catch her, the black guy literally swept her off her feet. She giggled. Oh. My. Heck! She actually giggled! She had not once giggled, never. But suddenly this guy shows up, and she giggles.
"Z," I hear Jess call me. I turn to her seeing Joseph next to her. "Joey says that it's not safe to stay here." Knowing Joseph I didn't need to question.
"Let's go," I said. She nodded and I headed over to take Liz, who was smiling up at the black guy while he was laughing at something she had just said.
"Liz, we got-" I started to say, when someone grabbed my arm. I turned around to see the Asian guy.
"We need to talk to you," he said. Roughly I took my arm back, giving him one of my mean, cold, hard stares, just like Max had done.
"I have had about enough of you," I said.
"Z, it wouldn't hurt to hear them out," Liz said.
"You keep out of this," I said. She eyed me harshly. I can't believe she eyed me. ME!
"Its four against three," Asian said. I turned around ready to sock him in the face. But my gut was telling me to listen to them. If I learned anything from Max, it's to follow your instincts.
"Alright. But don't try anything funny," I said.
We walked a little ways, even though I preferred to fly, because Liz was still a little dizzy, and 'Joey' couldn't fly. I let big brown eyes carry Liz, seeing as they were having so much fun whispering and laughing together. We got to a ski lodge that we really hadn't seen before. But there were humans, actual humans, there so I figured it was safe. We walked in pulling in our wings of course, and sat down in a small lobby. The few people there were a little creeped out by us, and left. I didn't really care. More privacy for us. I sat next to the fireplace, and I could feel the flames energizing me. Cool, I'm like, charging. Ha-ha! Jess had sat between me and Joseph, across from Asian and white guy. Liz and black guy sat on the side to us, still whispering to each other. Those two just plain out confused me. How could Liz be so friendly to these guys? I mean they did lead white coats and Erasers to us. But I had to ignore that and concentrate on finding out who these guys were.
"Now explain," I ordered. The Asian guy spoke for them. I'm taking it he's the leader.
"To start, my name is Sheen. This is Alex," he points to the white guy, "and he's DeSean." He motioned to the guy with Liz. He looks at me expectantly, like he was waiting for our intros, but I had a feeling he already knew us. I sighed.
"I'm Z, this is Jess, Joseph, and Liz," I said, pointing each one of us out. He nodded.
"We would like to apologize for the battle," he said. I nodded, not wanting to say anything (probably rude). "We were actually trained to come and find you, so we could take you back to the School. But we didn't want to have you guys go through what we have. That's why we had Alex speak Norwegian, because we knew that Jess could understand."
"Wait how do you guys know?" I asked. He was hesitant at the question. Alex elbowed him.
"We were trained to know you, that's how we would find you," he said. Alex elbowed him again. I looked at them curiously. "And we were made for each other." I narrowed my eyes at them.
"What kind of sick joke are you guys trying to pull?" I asked, pissed.
"It's not a joke," he said, his voice raising a little.
"What? You expect me to believe that?" I asked.
"I'm not that gullible!" I shouted. He looked pissed as well.
"We were programmed that way! Both of us! Each and every one of us. You and me, Alex and Jess, and DeSean and Liz. Why do you think they clicked so quickly? We were programmed to be each other's perfect other half, soul mate, whatever. The point is I'm right." I stood up, really mad.
"Prove it. Prove to me that you're my other half." He stood up too, taking up my challenge. He stared down at me, seeing as he was a head taller. I could feel everyone's eyes on us.
"I know that your mother and brother were murdered. They were blown up."
"Anyone could look that up at the School."
"I know that you and Liz are sisters."
"Anyone could have guessed that."
"I know that deep inside you feel like you don't belong. That you feel like you're missing something. There is a black hole in your heart, where that something is missing. That something missing is me. I know, because I feel exactly the same way," he said. I stared hard and cold at him. It pissed me off so bad, because he was right. I had never told anyone what I was really feeling. But this guy, this guy knew. And it pissed me off even more that I could feel my heart quicken just by looking at him. My heart and body yearned for him. I hated feeling so vulnerable. Before I could stop myself, I socked him in the face. He went down like a sack of potatoes.
"Sheen!" Alex went over to Sheen, surprised that I had punched him. Sheen looked up at me confused and shocked.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"Just for the hell of it," I said. He looked up at me like I was totally crazy. Maybe I was. "Come on guys." Jess and Joseph got up to follow me, but Liz was hesitating. "Liz, get your butt up, or I swear I'll pry you out and force you to come." I saw fear flash across her face. She knew I wasn't kidding, and she recognized my pissed attitude. She got up and followed.
"Bye, DeSean," she said as we left.
We got in the clear of the ski lodge, and I expanded my wings. Jess looked at my questioningly, but I knew what she was thinking.
"I want to get out of here as fast as possible. I'll carry Joseph," I said, and before Joseph could argue or anything, I picked him up bridal style and jumped into the air, flapping my wings. Joseph looked away covering an obvious blush. Jess and Liz followed me as I flew in the direction of Jess's mom's house.
"Z, why did you really punch him?" Liz asked. I picked up speed.
"Because he deserved it."
"For what?" she asked.
"Just fly, Liz. I'm not in the mood."
We got to the house in a matter of minutes. Jess's mom was confused why we had come home without calling her to pick us up. I told her that we didn't want to bother her, because we knew that she was getting ready for Christmas. She still persisted that next time we call no matter what she was doing. We all went to the living room. The T.V. was going even though nobody was watching it. Some cheesy Christmas song was playing and I found myself going over what Sheen had said. How could he know what I was feeling? Nobody could tell what he did. Not even Angel. My fist twitched, and I realized I had both hands balled up. I relaxed them immediately, and glanced back towards the kitchen. I could go for some grub. I got up and headed towards the kitchen.
I opened the fridge and grabbed stuff to make a sandwich. Then I heard someone come up behind me. I spun around on the attack, but I found Joseph. I stopped when I realized it was him. I let out a breath in relief. I closed the fridge door with my foot.
"Want a sandwich?" I asked. He merely nodded. So I started on the sandwiches and felt his eyes on me while I did. I was used to it because Gazzy used to watch me make his food. I wonder how the flock was doing. I finished sandwich number one and handed it to Joseph. As I looked up for a quick glance at his face, I saw him looking at me like he was trying to tell me something.
"Did I get your order wrong?" I joked. He shook his head. He then patted his chest. I shook my head not understanding. He pointed at his chest and made a shape of a heart with his hands. "Your heart?" I guessed. He then pointed at me. "My heart?" He nodded. "What about it?" He made a teary-eyed face. It almost made me laugh. "Sad?" He nodded. I put it together. "Is my heart sad?" He nodded. I shook my head. "Why would it be?" He just stared at me like I knew what he was talking about. "Are you talking about Sheen?" He nodded and took his sandwich. "Why would I be sad about Sheen?" He shrugged and took a bite out of the sandwich. I went back to making the other sandwiches.
"I don't really care. They aren't to be trusted. No matter what they say," I said. Even if he did get that last one right, I added in the back of my mind. I could hear muffled laughter. I looked up to see that it was Joseph. "What's so funny?" He pointed down towards the sandwiches. I had made a few more than I had planned. I sighed. Well, I guess I'm treating everyone to lunch.
Ok, not very long and not very eventful. But I promise the next chapter is just the opposite. Ask BoOkWoRm, she can tell you how insane it is ;) Man, I'm just not talkative AT ALL today. Yeah, I can hear you all cheering. So anyway, please review, it motivates me.
