Finally! A chapter.
Extremely sorry, guys. I was off being obsessed with Jake Abel and Percy Jackson FF. Jake is truly awesome though. Please watch .com/watch?v=gn6CuiVwtX4
I'm obsessed with when he says "Let's Go." Yes, I am that lame. Please do me a favour and sign the petition :D
The beginning is a flashback/premonition/dream. That happened to him a few years ago.
Disclaimer and thanks...
It was claustrophobic, stifling. The pressure pushed down harder, as if trying to crush the life out of him. Pressed down harder against the leather seats, he could see everything around him with perfect clarity, but there was a complete lack of sound and temperature. He was trapped inside a soundless nothingness. An abyss.
The pale sunlight glinted off the sharp shards of broken glass on the seats next to him – seats that were pitted and frayed, contorted and buckled into strange shapes around him.
He felt his head clearing and the pressure slowly faded as his fear was replaced by curiosity and a sense of foreboding. Sounds filled the air, and the quiet buzz of cicadas in the morning light was peaceful and soothing. Looking around him, he realized he was inside a jagged pile of broken metal. Then he noticed the two slumped figures in the front. The corpses of his father and mother.
Landon jerked out of bed. The room was eerily silent, and the moon shone in, illuminating the room with a silvery glow. The air around him pulsed with a steady beat, as quiet footsteps echoed in the corridor outside.
He opened the door a crack, trying to locate the source of the noise. The footsteps paused, and then continued, slowly, and more cautiously. Through the gloom, Landon could see a few figures treading carefully, checking the doors. As they got closer, one hissed in excitement, and pointed at his door, and the other two nodded and tiptoed over to wrench the handle of his door open.
Landon braced himself and flicked on the light switch simultaneously. The figures cried out in surprise. The bright light of the fluorescent bulb had momentarily blinded the intruders, but Landon could see them clearly.
"Principal Burns? Well, this is a surprise."
The Principal was trying to retain her composure.
"Procedure, you know. We usually check the rooms of the new arrivals to see if they are satisfactory."
Landon laughed coldly.
"In the middle of the night? With other members of staff?"
The other woman nodded.
"You, new boy. You don't know anything. You could be put in detention for arguing with the Principal, but I'll spare you. It'll take a while for the rules to sink in, but I hope you'll learn."
Her dark eyes bored into his, trying to search for a weakness. She could'nt find one.
Landon leaned back against the wall, trying to decipher what the woman was saying. His eyes searched their faces, detecting every flicker of emotion.
Suddenly, the man whipped out a tranquilizer gun, and aimed it straight at Landon. He fired, and the tip shattered on impact with the shield. The tranquilizer dropped onto the floor, rendered useless. But in that short moment, Landon had seen enough to confirm his suspicions. The man was staring at the floor, and a flicker of fear showed clearly on his face.
"You're scared."
His tone was tinged with surprised, but still cold enough to remind himself of what had woken him up so violently. A premonition.
The man glared at him.
"I'm not scared, you little fool. You will have to learn to treat your elders with respect."
"I would put you in detention now, but, as Mrs. McKay said, you need to learn. Please go back to bed, because you have lessons early tomorrow. We will discuss this in my office. Goodnight."
The principal flicked the switched, then glided out the door, with the two other teachers. She glared at him one last time before shutting the door, her eyes as hard as flint.
"To bed, Landon."
Little bit of info:
When McKay and the male teacher came into the room, they tried to use their powers on Landon, but of course, being the wonder-boy extraordinaire, they did'nt work. McKay (mental defense teacher) can read minds and communicate telepathically and the man (physical defense teacher) can sort of...freeze people in their positions. Sorry, I'm kinda brain-dead. I'll find out the name for next time.
Oh, there might not be a next time that soon. I'm leaving in 6 days!
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