Chapter 12 Part 1 Bleed
Max
April 13th, 2014
7:00 AM
Arcadia Bay, Oregon
Blackwell Academy
I wake up early Sunday morning in my dorm with my alarm clock sounding then snoozing it. I yawn, stretch my arms, take my meds, and get off the bed taking a look at the book about Chrysalis Crosby had left me. The book is titled:
CHRYSALIS
TIME TRAVEL
FOR DUMMIES
"Time travel for dummies, huh? I'm gonna need it."
I walk into the shower room, wash my face with faucet water, and get into the shower with water running through my naked body. When I'm washing my body, I notice something strange running through my skin. I see my blood veins streaming through hand palm and flashes of incoherent visuals of the shadow figure. As my blood veins grow darker and darker and my visions pace quicker and quicker, the streams of dark blood running through my veins stream through my arms to everywhere else in my body.
I fall on the wet shower floor with the water still running and cough up weird blood as if I had Leukemia. My heart feels like it wants to give out. I look at my hands completely covered with dark blood streams. The bloods streams makes it's way over to my neck and all over my face with my eyes and nose bleeding like rain. I scream in terror while visions of the worm hole above the Chrysalis tower stutters in my mind.
I wake up in my dorm room with the alarm clock going off again gasping from consciousness and breathing heavily. Knowing it was all another maniacal nightmare.
Chapter 12 Part 2 Squirt Guns and Brain Stew
Chloe
April 19th, 2013
6: 32 AM
5 miles from Arcadia Bay
"So how much longer are going to be here," I ask. "I don't need Mom or Step-Shit scolding me for sneaking out."
"No one is going to scold you for anything, Chloe," assured Rachel. "What do you even care what Step-Shit has to say. We're not going to be here for that much longer. Come on. I've got a few other things we could do before we go."
We walk into a pawn shop located next to the Arcade where there's radios, instruments, music, and weapons displayed everywhere. Rachel puts her backpack on the ground to take out a few things.
"Remind me why we're in this creepy pawn shop again, Rach-"
I pause and see her carry two pump-action squirt guns out of her backpack. Loaded with water.
"Whoa," I said.
"Huh? You prepared to get soakin' wet," she asks tossing me one of the squirt guns.
I catch the squirt gun with both my hands instantly. Before I could drop it, accidentally. I look at Rachel with a smirk on her face and moves her eyebrows up and down. I chuckle.
"You're so going down, Rachel," I say pumping my gun.
"May the best girl win," she says pumping her gun. "Think fast."
All of a sudden, she sprays water at me with her gun and runs off with my clothes now wet. I looked away when I got sprayed and Rachel is out of my sight.
"You snooze, you lose, Chloe," she said from somewhere in the shop. I wanted to squirt her so bad.
"Oh, I'm gonna get you, Rachel! You're still going down!"
We run around the pawn shop playing cat and mouse taking cover from place to place to avoid getting soaked. I did eventual squirt Rachel and got her wet. I taunted her the first time I soaked her.
"Oh, boo hoo. Rachel all washed up. You gonna cry now?"
"It's not over yet, Chloe. It's not over."
She quirts me again and we continue to take cover and run around the shop. I peak left and right from my cover checking my surroundings as my Step-Cocksucker would do in the field. Me and Rachel taunted each other hunting each other down to soak each other.
"You can run, but you can't hide forever, Chloe Price," shouted Rachel.
"I'm not getting any wetter if your just going to keep hiding from me, Rachel Amber," I shouted back.
I keep checking the perimeter until I find my blue jay. Another thing Step-Dick would do. Then I catch Rachel off guard and squirt her in the back.
"Bullseye!"
"Hey, no fair! I wasn't looking!"
I ran away from her as quick as I could. We keep on running around soaking each other in circles. I feel like I've just walked out of the rain or a river with my body all soaking wet. Rachel's hair is now drenched in wetness. We eventually run out of water and then our squirt gun game is over.
"Well, shit. We're out of ammo," said Rachel.
"That's my Step-Douche talking," I said. "Now what do we do? Now that we're soaking wet?"
I give back my squirt gun to Rachel so she would put them back where they belong. Then she offers one more piece of entertainment before we leave. She pulls out cassette tape out of her backpack just she puts the squirt guns away.
"Okay, Chloe. I know we're a little wet at the moment, but here's a little something to dry us up. Check it."
Rachel holds up a CD album of another one of my favorite bands.
"Hey, that's my favorite Green Day album. Insomniac."
"I sense my girlfriend wants to rock out with our favorite rock band, no doubt?"
"Hella, yeah. Let's play it."
Rachel inserts the disk in a radio and plays 'Brain Stew' by Green Day. When the music starts, I begin to like Rachel even more.
"Come on, Chloe. I'm insane in the brain."
I laugh. We start dancing to the music on a dance floor in the center of the shop. Then lyrics to the song begin.
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own, here we go
"Welcome to the mosh pit, shaka brah," said Rachel dancing along.
"You mean our mosh pit, shaka brah," I said dancing along. "Sing with me now."
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own, here we go
"Sing it, sista," said Rachel.
"You sing it, sista."
"No you sing it, sista."
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My senses dulled
Passed the point of delirium
On my own, here we go
All of a sudden, Rachel merges towards me and presses her lips against mine. She had taken me by surprise with such quick move she had just made with me. We hold each other by the waist while our lips press against each other.
After we make our move, we overhear voices from outside. We pause. It was the sound of someone searching for us.
"Shirt, turn it off! Turn it off," demanded Rachel.
I turn the music off and eject the CD out of the radio. We see flashlights shining through the boarded windows and could hear the voice more clearly.
"I hear music coming from this building," said a voice from outside. "Check the perimeter. I know someone's here."
It was the police.
"Son of a bitch," said Rachel.
Chapter 12 Part 3 Time Travel for Dummies
Max
April 13th, 2014
12:21 PM
Arcadia Bay, Oregon
Blackwell Academy
I wanted to try and come out of my dorm room that day, but I was too afraid of myself getting made fun of by other students with all the rumors flooding the school. I eat my lunch while reading the book Crosby gave me inside my dorm. My friends such as Warren and Kate would text me if I would come out, but I would text back saying I needed time alone. I had understood their worries, but it was my choice to stay in.
Sometimes I could never understand what's worse to be obligated with. The death of a person who means the world to you or the death of hundreds of people just to save the one you love and just to become a fugitive convict of supernatural terrorism. I'd go through hell either way. At least, the person I cared about the most is there to help me get through the obligation I withhold. Let alone a person with the same gift I withhold.
Reading through the book about time travel, I learn more about quantum chemistry and how time travel works. It talked about the experiments the staff of Chrysalis had worked on. Experiments with machinery powered by chronon particles and even with people exposed to chronon particles for test subjects. Chrysalis appeared to be the kind of organization that need lab rats for certain programs.
There was also a chapter in the book that talked about chronon exposure. Reading it through, it pretty much explained what Crosby had explained two days earlier. Only with more details.
People can be exposed to chronons in many ways. For instance, people can either be exposed to chronons during experimental accidents or can be given chronon cells from the butterfly spirit. Legend has it, the butterfly spirit gives people with the highest purity the power of the butterfly effect. Meaning the person must have the greatest atmospheric influence on his or herself as well as on the people who surround them. Just like Crosby told me.
It even mentions how the time space continuum controls every living on the planet by vibes. How time and space attempts to make the pure live longer than the damaged and how one can be made pure as well as damaged just like Crosby had also mentioned.
Then I get to the conspiracy chapter. Same old shit. But this time I find something different. There's one conspiracy I haven't read about. People have tried to the stop the quantum crisis by using some kind of supernatural rituals. The kind of rituals that had been performed by a sacred order known as the Order of St. Loomis.
"The Order of St. Loomis," I thought. "Who the hell are they?"
But not even the book of Time Travel for Dummies could explain. And I knew the internet would not explain either because I had searched countless amount of times already for answers alike. I just wouldn't waste my time. All that it could explain was that it was religion founded by the Loomis family. Rumor has it, the family had disappeared from existence from a ritual gone wrong. No other details were mentioned. Maybe I should ask, Rachel?
I give Rachel a call on the phone to see if she might have the answer.
"Hello, this is Rachel."
"Rachel, it's me, Max."
"Oh, hey Max. What's up?"
"I was reading this book Crosby gave me about time travel and I think it's missing one little detail."
"And what would that be?"
"Does the Order of St. Loomis ring any bells to you?"
"The Order of St. Loomis? Not necessary. Why?"
"Well, that's what I'm calling you for obviously. I'm trying to figure out you set me here. Would you have any leads?"
"Not at the moment, Max. But I am doing the same as I speak and I'm doing my best-"
I hear something strange on the phone when Rachel cuts herself off. It's sound of fast moving vehicles pulling over somewhere. Then the sound of men marching in.
"Shit! Gotta go! Can't talk now!"
"Rachel, you okay? What's going on? Rachel?"
Then I hear the sound of gunfire before Rachel hangs up. The kind of gun fire you would hear in war or action movies. My heart races.
"Rachel! Shit!"
Then the receiver sound hums on my phone. I look at my phone knowing Rachel's in danger now. Perhaps Chrysalis is there to take her out? If so she would be in danger. I try giving Chloe a call to tell her she's in trouble. But if she's in trouble, wouldn't I be so, too?
Before I call Chloe's number, I here the sound of sirens wailing from far outside the school. Already, I smelled trouble. This couldn't be happening. It was probably the police coming to take me away or worse yet...Chrysalis.
"Oh, shit."
Chapter 12 Escape From the Police
Chloe
April 19th, 2013
6:40 AM
5 miles from Arcadia Bay
"Dammit, Rachel! You knew the police would be here," I shouted running out of the building with Rachel.
"Shut up and hurry," she said "We've got to get out of here fast!"
With the cops closing in to search for us, we knew we would get in trouble again. I'd be fucked over if I have to wear another pair of handcuffs and my wrist and have my Mother and Step-Douche put up with it again.
We hide behind a wall or two to make sure the cops don't see us. Now me and Rachel have to get past an obstacle course of cops shining flashlight around the carnival
"Now what do we do," I asked quietly. "Tell me you didn't know the cops would be here, dammit. Tell me."
"Shhh. No I didn't know, okay? So the police were watching this place. If I had known that, I wouldn't have brought you here."
"So how the fuck are we supposed to get out of here? The cops probably got the front entrance surrounded."
"Okay, listen. We need a diversion. We can lure the cops away from the front entrance. Then we can make a break for the motorbike."
"And how are we supposed to do that? Who's going to make the diversion?"
"That's your call, Chloe. Not my mine."
X/SQUARE - CHLOE DIVERTS
B/CIRCLE - RACHEL DIVERTS
"Why don't you create the diversion. You always sound like you know what you're doing anyways."
"Alright, listen. I'll distract the police and lure them away. Once they come after me, you make a run for the entrance. Assuming we can make it back to bike without getting busted. Comprende?"
"Comprende, shmende. Assuming they don't find out who we are. Which they might. So where am I supposed to be once you lure them away?"
"Find somewhere to hide. I'll try taking on one of these cops."
I do what Rachel tells me to. I get behind something before one of the cops sees me. There is one cop I see who is closing in on my position shining a flashlight in the direction I'm hiding.
"Has anyone found them yet," says a cop on the radio.
"No, sir. The area is secure," the cop responded on his radio. "Moving on to the next area."
"Suspect has been sighted in my position. Headed for the front entrance. Cut her off."
"Roger."
The cop who was closing in immediately back out responding to catch the suspect. That who was Rachel. She must've already made her diversion. I make a run for the front entrance until a cop cuts me off and spots me with his flashlight.
"Hey," the cop shouted.
I gasped.
"Stop right where you are," he ordered.
I run away from the cop that chases me and try to shake him out of his sight. I needed to find Rachel fast before the police could bust her as well as busting me.
"I'm in pursuit of another suspect," said the cop on his radio. "She's headed in the same direction. I need backup."
"Affirmative."
I manage to shake off the cop that was after me. Then I manage to find Rachel who had been chased after, as well.
"Chloe, come on," she shouted. "This way!"
I keep up with Rachel who appeared to be leading me in the direction opposite from where we entered.
"Where the fuck are we going, Rachel?! The front gate is that way!"
"The cops have police cars blocking the way! We've to get around them!"
The police pursued us around the parking lot filled with cop cars. Luckily they were no cops were the police cars stood to detect us. Only the ones that were chasing with their flashlights beaming around the direction we were running.
"Chloe, the bike! It's over there! Come on!"
We manage to make our way to the bike as we quickly hop on, start the engine, and step on it driving away from the fairgrounds and loosing the cops for good. Rachel almost got me in trouble again and it made me sick.
Note: I never got to mention about Rachel using her powers before Max came back to town. Chloe can't see the effect of Rachel power because obviously she doesn't have the power. More scientifically speaking, Chloe's not exposed to chronons. As they are theories online stating that Rachel had rewind powers, Rachel had used them to beat Chloe at everything, become a popular high honor role student at Blackwell, and get Chloe out of trouble in my fiction. Rachel had just recently used them to keep her and Chloe from getting busted in the chapter you finished reading.
Get ready for the next chapter. The one chapter I've been waiting to write for a long time now. You may all know what the next chapter is going to be about. Expect it to be fully action packed as I've said in the last episode that I wanted to write in a few action scenes in my fiction. I may need time developing it just to make it the best chapter yet! It just might be worth the wait.
Until next time, stay tuned!