Author's Notes
Hey guys! The FroNinja is here with another sick, yet strangely positive entry for you beautiful people. You know that we just had to do one more for the people, yet Jester made me seem more pretty just doing it.(I don't know how that works either.) But still, the show must go on. In case you were wondering about the last chapter, that was written by Jester Smiles, this one will be written by yours truly! I will be doing the even chapters while my pal does the odd ones, so the next chapter will be written by him.
So, without further ado, let...there...be...light!
"So yeah, thats my story man." The sun began to set over the rooftop of our school by the time his story ended. We missed class beyond a reasonable fault. We were probably gonna get suspended.
By the time I finished listening to Kote speak, my brain had officially cut loose from content to just plain surprised. Not at the content of his life, believe me, I've heard worse, but what he was. And his abilities. I tried to hide the tears that attempted to burst out from eyes, that rooted from the truth of what I just sat down and heard for the past two hours. I wasn't alone anymore.
I know it sounded cocksure, but I've actually thought that the reason I grew up the way I did, and in the place I did, was divine punishment for being born or something. If that's the case, than why did God want me to meet a person like Kote? For some miniscule pity that can't be found on any speck of a moral compass? Or was it to show me the path to something that I've been missing out on my entire life?
Huh. I guess I was drowned in Mind again, because I could see Kote's mouth moving, but for some reason it was mute. Terry usually told me being in Mind was a lot like wearing really loud headphones, and wearing a really dense suit of armor around my body. My senses become nulled to point, and my senses become replaced with his. It usually happens to me whenever I think really hard about something that questions my life at it's core. But lately it's happening so often that I don't even notice it anymore. I can tell it happened again, because when I came out of Mind, for some reason I was lying on the now warm flooring of the roof. Kote stared at me for a few seconds. I saw his mouth move a couple of times, but I couldn't make out what he was saying.
"Dude, it's time to come out of it now."Terry rattled my brain to make sure I was out of Mind for sure, and then soon my senses started to come back to me. Kote helped me up off the floor, and even wiped the dust off of my uniform and straightened my tie so tight he could choke me if wanted. After what I heard what he did to his dentist, I couldn't help but think of how much of a nice guy he is.
"Thanks." I felt the soreness around my neck from the collar. I was gonna have a hard time taking this damn thing off tonight.
"So what did you think?"
"Of what?"
"The story you've been sitting on your ass listening to for the past few hours? Duh dude." I shook my head. "Was it enough to make your story look like .?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Flashback humor." The phone in my brain just hung up.
"Figures." I never really had an issue with those types of jokes, but we could at least have some continuity.
"We tried, but one of the writers apparently gives angry handjobs to a certain cartoon show he's at war with right now."
"Terry!"
"Whoops, sorry folks!"
Before this goes any further...
"Soooo, from what I heard you say, your family is pretty weird huh?"
"Sort of. But isn't everyone's family a little weird?" I didn't really know how to respond to that, since I was obviously missing the factor in order to. "If you say it's because of my sisters, they're pretty normal in general, they just love their big brother a bit too much." A bit huh? That's an understatement...is what I'd like to say, but I'm not really one for that kind of talk. "But still, I know I don't have to ask you about your family. Fisk told me everything, and plus I don't want you to think I'm a dick 24/7." Would I think that? I honestly don't a clue. I've never had an issue when it came to what other people thought about me, or what I thought about them. But since Kote said that he wouldn't touch on the subject, so I just decided to leave it alone.
Another hour had passed, when me and Kote were still talking non-stop. We traded words on a lot of things, how stupid politics were, what a weird subject religion was, and what kind of girls we were into. I even how some of the bandits that passed by the house I was raised were usually female. They had a thing for younger boys. Almost every day, I would find myself in one of their camps chained up to a dirty and shit- smelling bedpost. I would often keep track of the countless minutes that passed with them using me until I was spent. I would solve brain teasers that Terry left for me to keep myself entertained as my stamina itself scarce as they all took turns. One after the other as they entered the tent to enjoy the show. The show of watching a of little boy getting fucked the shit out of like...well...a little boy. The stench that choked my throat through the nose, and the enormous amounts of liquid that streamed all over my body as nice young ladies ate me from top to bottom, in all senses.
When it was all over, they would throw me back at the house on the filthy ground, and I would proceed in the house and went on like nothing ever happened. I would look and feel worse than a zombie since I found myself eating and drinking more than usual, which was whatever I found laying around the house, be it leftovers that I made weeks ago, or some of the sausages that the youngest spawn would leave for me as welcome home presents. I told him he was a sweet kid. I didn't know why I was telling a guy I just met all of this stuff, but maybe it was because of that I could be so willing to be open with him. Was it to be on even grounds with his own fucked up past? Or did I really find someone besides Terry that I could vent to about all of the stressful situations I've been through up until now? Before I knew the answer, Kote started laughing right in my face. It wasn't a " I just remembered something funny" laugh, but a "Damn, you're a fucked up dude" laugh. He laughed for a good three minutes until he had to breathe again.
"Dude, your life is all kinds of messed up. Seriously you need counseling, like good counseling." I was smiling so hard when he said that. I felt it on my face. It hurts a little to smile after a long time.
"Well the counselor I got to only wants to talk about problems regular kids have. Stuff like 'mommy got me a white Iphone when I wanted a black one' that kind of shit."
"You definitely don't relate in that department. Do you even have any idea what an I-phone is?"
"Hmmm, I'm guessing its some kind of food."
"You're fucking with him." Terry mentally slapped me.
"You're fucking with me." The feeling was becoming mutual
" Dude, I was raised in a backwater place in Africa, you really think I have any sense of first world stuff?"
"But you've been in the states for a few months right? That's more than enough time to at least know what McDonalds is! Hell, look in the title of the damn thing."
"McDonalds? That comes with this Obamacare thing, right?" The awkward silence reared its ugly head again.
"...You're fucking weird."
"Shut up." Before either of us knew it , we both started laughing. I didn't know what for, but it seemed we knew each other for years talking like this. It felt weird to know that Terry wasn't the only person that I could talk to this long. After we finished laughing, both of our eyes met the last traces of the sun as it set behind the hills miles away from us. We didn't say anything, not even Terry had anything to make fun of in this scene. It was too awesome
"Movin on up..."
"Don't you fucking do it!"
"You were thinking it dude." I spoke way too soon.
" Oh my god. Please tell me you guys are gonna start making out next!"
As if nails on a chalkboard struck our ears, we heard one of the most irritating and abominable things that ever came out of a persons mouth. We snapped our necks toward the noise, but only found an empty space on the roof. We desperately searched around the entire area for the voice. The rooftop wasn't a place with many hiding places, so why were we having such a hard time finding whoever this fucker was?
"Whoever is here, get your ass out here!" Kote shouted to the very sky, but no response was given. "Huey, can your friend feel anything?" I completely forgot that Kote felt Terry's presence for some reason. Making sure to ask later was not a leisure.
"Terry?"
"There is someone here. But they keep moving around so quick I can barely get a lock on them. Its like they're constantly popping in and out between this place in somewhere else." Popping in and out? What the hell?
"Huey, what did he say?!" Kote snapped me out of my thoughts.
"He-"
"Yeah Huey! What did your imaginary friend Terry say?!" And the fucker interrupted me. And they know about Terry too. Great. " You guys seem to be a bit confused about where I am, I see! Should I give you guys a reeeaaallllyyy BIG hint?" The voice was getting a bit exhausting to listen to, but we have to listen regardless. I tried to deduce everything about this guy from what I was hearing. "Well? WELL?! Do you guys want the hint? Or is Huey still trying to figure what I am?" A clever rogue this one. "Here's a hint for that one! I have tits." ...Ladies and gentlemen, we have liftoff.
"Well now, I'm already interested in whats to come." Kote was talking pure eloquence right now.
The voice we heard had become more clear and translated to be picked apart at the seems. We still had no idea where the chick was, but our senses still stayed fully aware of everything around us.
"So are guys ready yet?! Huh?! Huh?!" Before we could even stupidly answer back, the air around felt cold. So cold that we had no intention or ability of moving from our spots.
Then...in a single moment, the very fabric of reality in front of our very eyes warped, as if someone were ripping through solid platinum with a pocket knife. The feeling was there, more than we could make sense of. In the same instant, the shifting shadow came out to play and blew past what eyes could even see. My head slowly turned to see what was behind me to only meet the cold steel that was sitting by my throat. The only thing visible was the reflection of my scared-shitless face that sparkled and glittered, complemented with American psycho smile that crept on the face of the suspect in question.
Time froze for me. So much so that alternate dimensions felt like heaven on earth compared to moment that I was trapped in.
Kote then broke the glass that was that moment with the fanciest right straight I've seen out of anyone not trying to kill me. The punch ripped through the sound that surrounded the blade to flank it to my left line of sight. Colors flashed as the suspect dashed around to Kote's blindspot in order catch him of guard in the same instant as her attack was blown away. He must have realized this, since his position was already turned to his blindside with a special step that made him shift, almost as if he were floating for that move. His body made itself like steel for the oncoming attacks from her scythe. They came down like lethal raindrops with every swing that aimed for his head, body, or even lower. Swings so fast that I couldn't even see if I concentrated, yet Kote was dodging every one by the hair which had the barrage coming even faster now. I just stood there while it all unfolded in front of me, frozen by my own surprise. I felt ill from that feeling, and fell into a trance.
"HUEY!" Kote snapped me out of my trance, the battle had turned into an invisible blur that my mind could no longer process as something that was actually happening before me. But for some reason in my heart, I felt the strangest sense of nostalgia, like this used to be my life. Next thing I knew, the blur stopped, and Kote reappeared next to me, with the fabric of his clothes torn and marred down to its sharpest mark. His breathing was also heavy and labored. It didn't take a genius to know whoever that this chick was giving him a hard time.
"Kote..." I said unconsciously. "Where is she?" The look on Kote's face which was one of distress switched to dumbfoundness at my question.
"Where is she?! Can't you see her?!" The way he talked rattled my brain a little. He spoke it as if I was implanted with knowledge to perceive attacks that I couldn't even see. "Your friend! Can't he locate her somehow?!"
"He can only detect mental signals that she gives off, but because she's hopping every few seconds its hard to mark her down. If I wanted to, I could use that." Terry squealed at my suggestion. He knew what I was talking about.
"That? What are you talking about dude? You got a trick up your sleeve or something?" Fortunately, his face seemed to calmed down a bit. Not relaxed, but content.
"Well, just watch." Then, I let my bearings go.
"Terry, take over." I said the magic words in my head.
" Aye aye, captain"As soon as I heard Terry speak, mind and body began to shift in its belonging and place. My awareness of everything around me sunk from the physical to the pure ephemeral. Everything that would happen from this point, and everything I've witnessed, will be be nothing but a movie to me. I pulled up a chair, and enjoyed the show.
Third person perspective from Huey's mind
The body continued it's mental transformation from normal to unique in such a short amount of time. His appearance remained the same, but the presence of his aura felt different from its base. Kote felt the air around Huey twist in his space from head to toe. The face that looked the same just a few short seconds ago, now belonged to another person in a way that he was still attempting to analyze.
"Hey dude." The being with the face of Huey spoke to Kote that was slowly but surely making his confusion to atmosphere.
"Huey?"
"Huey? Huey who dude? I'm somebody else man." The new person locked his freshly opened eyes towards Kote's gaze that was still layered in shock. His stare reached past Kote's very eyes, toward his perspective of fact. "You can tell, can't you? With that fancy eye of yours?" He said with a smirk "Oh yea, you don't like people lookin' at that eye of yours, huh? Well to me, it looks somebody twirled a tootsie roll with a stub of shit over a gem dude! Don't worry, thats a compliment! Or an insult. Or a pick-up line. Perceive that shit anyway you want cherry blossom!"
Kote was honestly at a lost for words. This person who staged in Huey's appearance gazed at his eyes for more than five seconds. In a normal situation, that kind of person would be laying on the ground in a pool of their own blood with their broken teeth decorating their re-arranged face. By the time he realized this, he was dead in his tracks. He was by no means afraid of this person, he simply respected him before he even had the words come out of his mouth. The aura around the person dressed in Huey gave off a vibe that Kote had not felt since his father. The bloodlust resonated from his body, and his smile drooled of malice. Even the look in his eyes switched from indifferent to callous. This person was kind of person that murder in cold blood, and that feeling raised the hairs on his back.
For the first time in a while, his blood began to stir in excitement.
"Are you...Terry?" After a full thirty seconds, he opened his mouth with a question.
"BINGO! Give the governor a prize! Gotta say bruh, took you a little while than I expected." He spoke with a sarcastic tone.
"Well, its hard to tell at first. You and Huey give off a similar presence when you're around me and- Wait what happened to Huey?!"
"Don't worry bro, he's still here. He just let me take over for a while. For reasons that I'm sure you picked up on staring at me romantically for the past half-minute." Terry chuckled. After hearing the response, Kote's dumbfounded look came back on his face, but then turned into a sick smile.
"Are you any stronger?"
"Wanna find out?"
As soon as they finished their conversation, the fabric of reality around them began to warp, and the mysterious shadow rushed toward the two with her scythe.
"You two dudes done making out?!"
They barely managed to dodge as the blade crashed into the ground. Kote flipped in mid-air and landed on the soles of his feet and bounced back to the attacker. His fist went flying toward her in a hard to see flurry that hit nothing but air. As soon as Kote broke into his rush, Terry followed in after at blazing speed with a slew of kicks that missed every one of their marks, save for the feint that led into right hook that grazed into her cheek.
After feeling the spark across her face, she vaulted back into a safe position to recover. Still off his momentum, Kote darted forward with two effortless steps and stationed himself in the anticipated position.
"Here bitch!" He lead with an axe kick to her mid-section that brought her down from her jump trajectory towards the ground.
In the instant that she would touch the ground, reality ripped, and she disappeared yet again. Terry's senses got tipped off, and ran towards the higher platform of the rooftop. He jumped. The strength of his jump sent him several feet toward the sky, and then threw his left leg above his head as his body turned vertically, and somehow hit a mysterious mark in the air. The target felt heavy to his foot, like it had a hard sensation to it. In a few fast seconds, the target warped its appearance to the handle of a scythe, the attacker's scythe, with her hands still gripping it, but with the body isolated somewhere else. Her arms floated with her scythe in hands in front of Terry's line of attack. In an instant, she appeared behind him with an apparition of her body appeared behind him with another iron clad scythe held by the grips of her teeth and swung out at his head.
Despite having his sight in front, Terry still felt the sensation deeply on the fur on his neck, and dodged effortlessly, and soon moved into a twisting snap counter with his right hand, which bluntly landed smack dab in the middle of the handle's pole structure, breaking it straight through leading into her face which once again warped in its position.
Feeling the aerial battle was winding down, Terry recovered to a nearby ground position right next to Kote, who was steel reeling off what just occurred.
"Huh. Ain't that somethin?" Terry said in the midst of the fight.
"Whats up? You figure something out?"
"Dimensional ripping with pole shifting to her molecules. Now I get why I had such a hard ass time tracking her down with Huey. Pole shifting takes the mental signals that gives off normally, and kicks it somewhere else. It's a freaky power to have, that's for sure."
"You don't seem too surprised about all of this."
"I read a lot of comics in Huey's head. My favorite thing to do besides filling his head with sex-induced nightmares." Terry said with a straight face.
"Dude...thats...just wrong."
"Don't hate. Anyway I think I found out the trick to her powers."
Kote's face lit up."I'm listening."
"Go for the hands. Her hands are always in her area of attack range whenever she's going to jump. Meaning that she's making those rifts with her hands. So if we get her hands..."
"Say no more." Slamming his fist into his palm, Kote sprang into action.
Attempting to catch them off guard in the moment, she leapt suddenly out of newly ripped dimensional rift, and came charging at them full speed with another scythe in her left hand and swung towards the battle ready Kote and Terry, and began exchanging blows one after another. Her scythe came in clockwise then counter clockwise, balancing both the weight of her blade and the own impact of her punches that her free hand slammed down on Kote, who managed to get guard his open spots just in time. She kept onward with the forward assault, while Terry flanked her from the right, attempting to catch her off guard.
"Doesn't work like that dude!" She said as another rift popped up in front of Terry's face that sucked him in straight through. He felt his position shift as the rift consumed him, and before his very eyes, he was taken from the site of the battle to the empty classroom on the second floor.
"What the fuck?! Seriously?! This bitch is starting to get me peeved! I-" Before he could say another word, his eyes were caught by random student couple that were fornicating in the near corner of the classroom. They were oddly positioned with a girl who looked like a manx cat, who was mounted by the boy, a horse with a strap on that was studded with krums of ghost pepper spice. She moaned quite strangely, bordering somewhere between pain and pleasure, and confusion. He kept penetrating her with no regard to Terry, who was witnessing the whole thing unfold. "Dude, seriously? Aren't these kids like, in middle school? I guess teachers don't educate like they're supposed to." The couple continued to make love in the corner, their cries sounded hoarse and exhausted that echoed throughout the hallways of the school. "While this is entertaining, and slightly disturbing to watch, I mean these kids are twelve for God's sake, but my good buddy is getting his ass kicked, so..." Shaking off the shock off the scene he just witnessed, he rushed out of the classroom, alerting the couple, and moved at top speed up the staircase.
Meanwhile
Kote started to slow down in his tread, but his assault continued relentlessly regardless of his fatigue. The attacker looks like she was beginning to notice the reduction in his rhythm, and began to take advantage of it, by increasing the amount of rifts that were on the roof, from four to six. Out of two of them manifested two scythe blades, and the last three had hands containing steel throwing knives.
"Weeeelllll, do ya feel lucky? Huh? Do ya, punk?"
"Really? Do you even know what thats from?"
"Of course! Wait. Was it that guy that sounds like he's gagging on steel icepops right?! What was his name?! OH SHIT! Christian Bale right?!"
"Oh man. I seriously have to punch you in the vagina for that now." True to his word, Kote lept forward in attack once again, but with a reduced rhythm pattern, his attacks became more easy to anticipate to his opponent. The knives aimed and launched at the newly made target between Kote's eyes.
But even though he was fatigued, he was far from being weakened in this state. Sensing their trajectory, he dodged the knives while still running his course. As soon as he reached her, she disappeared once again into a rift, only this time with several more throwing knives that rained down from left and right to cover her escape. With little to no time to dodge or even deflect them, Kote hardened his skin to absorb the impact of the knives. While a normal person might have had the knives sink deep into their skins to their vital areas, he has had training to withstand this kind of attack. So much so, they make little more than quiet ping when they hit his body. His muscles and would tense up against his fur and harden to the point where his skin was more durable than iron. As the knives failed in their original impact, they fell to the ground one by one like pins.
Sensing that this wasn't that the only trick she had up her sleeve, his muscles continued to be tense. Even though she was nowhere in sight at the moment, her scythes and remaining throwing knives did not fade away.
"So even when she's away, the rifts are still there..." Kote muttered to himself, and then took a deep breath. "Alright...aim for the hands huh?" As soon as Terry's advice popped in his head, he took the time to gather his stamina, and simply wait for the perfect chance to strike back.
" So, playing the waiting game huh? There's a chance that you might kick my ass in the processsssss...Oooooo, I wanna play! I wanna play!"
"This chick is fucking loose as hell" Kote thought. Still gathering his energy with deep breaths, he clenched his fist together, and waited for the right moment. "I suppose its a good time as any"
The attacker came in at blinding speed at the blindside of Kote with yet another scythe, accompanied by the other rift induced weapons that went straight for him.
"GOTCHA BITCH!" She yelled out.
"Fuckin idiot. You just gave yourself away." In an instant, Kote closed off his blindside, and used his light trick to mess around with the attacker's color perspective. Soon the lights flickered in her eyesight, so much that she could no longer process any information whatsover. In a flash, Kote came forward with a blazing counter right straight to her stomach, and then grabbed both of her hands by the wrist and pinned her down to the ground, stopping the rifts in the process.
"Got YOU bitch." Kote smirked proudly.
Surprisingly it only took a few seconds for the attacker to regain her bearings after the Kote's light trick, whereas most people would be unable to function for a while. Finally able to get a closer look at the attacker, Kote took in full detail of her appearance. She was a bunny with almond fur, with pink cotton candy eyes. Even though she was compromised in the current situation, she was still oddly calm, smiling madly even.
"Sooo, you gonna rape me now?" She said with a smug face.
He sighed. "I can tell you watch too much porn."
"I may down a couple of dozen every day. There was this one chick I really liked. I got all of her shit, but then that whole thing happened with her being rescued from being turned into a sex slave, and then my puppy Charlie died, and thats why I don't watch discovery channel anymore!"
Kote was at a lost for words."You're awfully chatty for somebody who just lost."
She laughed loudly."Who said I lost, dude? I was obviously distracting you!"
Kote sensed another rift behind him with a scythe swinging toward his head. He managed to vault dodge barely, with some of his fur taking the cut. Noticing he no longer had a grasp on the bunny, she quickly got up and opened another rift beside her, that she slowly started to slip into.
"Well THAT was fun! Later dude! Keep it real, ya hear."
And just like that, she was gone.
"Goddammit." Kote punched the ground in frustration. Not towards the girl, he could track her down with enough effort later, but how he managed to get smacked around for most of the fight, without a clue on how to get back on the offensive. He began to think about what his father's reaction would've been if he had been around to witness what had just occurred. Kote was, by no means a sore loser, but he still couldn't help the feeling that he was toyed around with. Soon the rooftop door busted open.
"Bitch, I'm here!" Terry flew through the door expecting to catch the attacker off guard. Unfortunately, the fight had already concluded. Noticing this fact, Terry grumbled and cursed loudly. Not paying any attention to Terry's fit, Kote looked out towards the setting sun and started to prioritize his purposes for being here. There was the favor that Red and Fisk asked for him, to get away from the home that he spent so many bloody afternoons and evenings in, and for the thrills and excitements that he had truly been seeking in his life. But after this fight, he couldn't help but think that there was something more to it. Something big was coming, and him and Huey were gonna get swept along with it.
A few hours later. En route to the foster home
Huey's perspective.
"Fuck that hurts." I grumbled under my breath, so noone could hear my bitching. I got off the bus one stop before my designated, mainly cause I felt like walking with the pain I unconventionally and involuntary received from Terry and Kote's bullshit. Speaking of which. "Why the hell are you following me?!" I said to the accomplice himself.
"What are you talking about? I'm not following you. We go in the same direction, dude."
"If thats the case, you should have stayed on the bus. It's the next stop over!"
"I just felt like walking."
"Now you listen here..."
"Dude, will you relax? Whats wrong with a little company? Besides, Fisk said we gotta stick together."
"That doesn't mean ALL the time." This guy was off in more ways that I could fathom.
"I think he likes you"
"Shut UP. You are no more innocent than this douche."
"I'm sorry daddy." Lets not forget his partner in crime
Despite me sitting back and viewing the battle theater in a comfortable leather chair. That quickly trades whenever I take over again. Since it's technically my body, that Terry simply "borrows", everything that he experienced, I also get a nice taste of it, sometimes more than I require.
We walked a little ways from the bus stop and passed by countless stories and commerces before we got back to the neighborhood. It's hard to believe I've been living here for a few weeks, but I still had no idea what other places besides the foster home and school looked like. The various lights and streams came pouring into my eyelines as I walked down the street. Everyone's light started to switch on after every minute passed that we walked, and the street lamps were no exception, as they flickered repeatedly.
"Soooooo..." The big guy was trying to make conversation.
"What?"
"How about that calculus class huh?"
"What about it? I don't really pay attention in there."
"I know, hard as fuck right?"
"Not really, I learned calculus when I was four. Pretty much everything the teacher shows us, I learned already."
"Seriously? They let slaves be educated where you're from."
"I wasn't an actual slave, I was an indoctrinated slave. Its kinda different."
"How?"
I'm seriously running out of brain fuel right now. This guy DID go to school right?
"It's like living in a house, except you have mandatory rules to follow, and you have to do everthing anyone tell you to do."
"I see. Like a dog?"
"No! Not like a fucking-" I let out a sigh "How much further is your house from here?"
"Not that far, straight ahead."
As we walked further down the block, my mind was getting a little bit more exhausted than usual. I never really let Terry borrow my body for that long, but from what Kote told me about this bunny chick, she was the real deal, and she wasn't even serious. It's weird to think about whenever Terry uses my body, everyone of my senses and physical attributes gets doubled, but whatever pain he takes during a fight gets passed back to me in clumps. Small, but quantitative clumps I that feel immediately after wards.
"So how does that whole thing with you and Terry work? Does he possess you or something?"
"Something like that. Me and him just sort of...switch places. He usually just sits in my head fucking around. I noticed he could do it when I fell asleep one night. I couldn't really feel it, I could feel my body moving when I wasn't moving it. Next thing I knew, I ended up on the rooftop in nothing my shirt."
And then awkward silence. That line always gets them.
"Cool. Weird, but cool. Can you guys do anything else together?"
"Well there is this one thing I've been trying to do. I saw it in an anime..." This was weird. That feeling that I got when we were back talking on the rooftop started to come back to me, and this time it was even stronger. I tend to not let my emotions get the better of me, because it always clouds my judgment, but it's like a wanted them to take over, just to keep talking with Kote. I guess this is what having a friend is like.
...
We made it back to the home, and all the lights were on from top to bottom. I saw a few of the younger kids playing in the front yard near the entrance, and they all waved to me as I was coming up to the gate.
"Welp, this is me."
"Yep. Hell of a day huh?" Kote chuckled
"That's an understatement." Then we both did. For a while, neither of us said anything, then we heard someone coughing near us.
It was a wolf girl that was dressed in a high top shirt with short jean pants. She had a short height, but a really impressive figure, and above all, she knew it very well. I had a feeling who it was, but I let timing sort it out for me, I was pretty tired.
"Hey bro, where ya been?" She had cutish tone to her, but reading between the lines, you could sense a lot intimidation.
"Sorry 'bout that. I was just walking with my friend here."
"Friend? You have a friend?" She had a surprised look on her face. After the story he told, I would have a hard time believing it as well. He look at me as if I was gonna say anything in his defense,. He didn't look desperate enough, but I humored him anyway.
"Hey there. I'm Huey. Huey Jones." The girl looked at for while, then laughed for a few seconds.
"Omigod, is he for real?!" Even this guy started to laugh with no context.
"Oohh, ohhh, I wanna laugh too!"
"Seriously, cut it out!"
"Dude, Huey. She knows who you are, you go to the same school. She's a grade below."
My eyes grew huge. "Really?"
"Yes, really!" Then she stopped laughing and leaned into me a bit more until my eyes could feel her hair. "Hmmm, I guess you don't know me." She leaned out again and gave me an even cuter smile. "I'm Zeo. Zeo Valentine. I'm this burly guy's little sister!"
"Half-sister."
"You're always so cold bro. But I like that about you." She said suggestively, and then suddenly grabbed his ass right in front of me, and the kids playing. I was a bit skeptical about the relationship between Kote and his sisters, but THAT just kicked any skepticism I had to the curb, literally. "Anyway, you better get home. Mom is super pissed that you didn't call her and tell that you were staying out late."
"I wasn't staying out late. It's a long story to tell right now."
"Haha, whatever. Just make sure you get home once you're finished making out okay? Later." She skipped off in the opposite direction we came, and then turned her head back toward us. "I'll be seeing you around Huey. Real soon" Then she walked off with much swagger in those jeans. She made damn sure that me and her brother could see the ass that just strutted away.
"Shes...nice. Not like you described."
"Trust me, don't be fooled. Her, her sister and her mother both are like that. You take an inch, they'll take a city block."
"I see." I best listen to him in this instant.
"Anyway, I better get going. You saw what just happened. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
"Okay. See ya." Kote walked off, as I dragged my tired body through the door. Unfortunately, and even bigger threat arrived on my bullshit-o-meter.
"Little Huey. What do you think you're doing coming home this late?" She said calmly, but she wasn't smiling.
"Sorry, I got into a little altercation." I can't exactly tell her the truth. As far as I know, she doesn't know what I can do, so it's best to keep it that way.
"Altercation? With whom?"
"Some kids at school. It's no big deal, a teacher found us and broke it up. I'm fine"
"No you're not, I can tell just by looking at you that you're not. What is it that you are not telling me. You've been a resident here for two weeks already, I would have thought you could open up to me about things in your life by now, without having my name being Fisk Black."
"Fisk? What about him? Did he call?"
"See, I can't get more than two sentences out of you unless I mention Fisk. He seems to be all you ever think about lately." She wasn't wrong in that regard.
"Look, Ms. Mao, I'm sorry I came home late, but seriously nothing is happening. I'm fine." She had a concentrated look on her face that turned into a sad look. She then bent down to my height, and gave a pretty long hug. It felt warm and soft.
"Little Huey, I know that a lot happened in your past that you might not be willing to share openly, but I'm here for you. I'm not your caretaker out of the sake of duty, but because I want to become closer to you as a person. I want you to open up to me more, and to the other children as well. You're still young, so I'm sure you'll be able to come to terms with everything that's been happening, but just know that you can talk to me about it, okay?"
I couldn't say anything. I had no words. Nobody has given me this sort of kindness before. I didn't know what the hell to do with it. I then broke free of her hug, and proceeded quietly upstairs. I looked back at her gleaming and sparkling smile, I didn't say anything and went up to my room.
I threw myself directly on the bed without a moment's hesitation and buried my face into the cold pillow. I loved not having a roommate in these kinds of times. Well, at least one that was real.
"Something on your mind dear?"
"Terry, who was that girl that attacked up today? Do you know something about her?"
"Why would I? She's probably one of those special people that you only see in movies that go through crap handling with CGI and crap, and then it ends up looking like Beast Wars."
I stayed silent for a little bit before opening up my thoughts again. "Terry...If you knew something that I didn't know, would you tell me?"
" That all depends on what you give me to drink! Chocolate milk well make me spill just about anything dude let me tell you!"
"Terry..."He got silent.
"Huey...I'm your imaginary friend dude. Figment of your imagination. Straight from your sub-conscious. Anything that you know I know. That's how it works. No more no less. You want answers, let 'em crack open your brain like Fisk suggested they do to ya? You might figure out something then yea?"
"I...don't know."
"Then you won't be getting anything from me in that regard brosive. I'm hitting the sack. Later" And with that Terry turned off. He can fall asleep or wake up in my mind without me having to be awake or asleep. I never really got how that worked. There's still a a lot I don't know about Terry, or what happened today, but I'm getting the feeling there's a lot more going on here. And I would be willing to bet anything that bastard Fisk knows something. It would probably take me a while to know what exactly...or so I thought. As if an angel with convenient timing came knocking on my door, my cell-phone started to ring in my pocket. My eyes lit up with passion once I saw the name.
"Hello?"
"Hey kid, how you been?" I had forgotten how crazy deep this guy's voice was.
"How have I been? You left me a foster home, and don't call me for over two weeks, how do you think I'm doing?!"
"Haha. Glad to see you're enjoying yourself. I've been meaning to call sooner, but my hands have been tied with a lot of work lately trying to set everything up."
"Set everything up? What are you talking about?"
"Well, remember how I told you months back that one of the big shots at my agency really wanted to meet you? And so he set up that meeting between you and Kote?"
"Yeah?"
"Oh yea, I know I might get a rise out of you when I say this. But did you happen to get your ass handed to you by a almond looking bunny today that was holding scythe and a lot of knives." My mouth began to drop to the floor.
"How do you know about that? A-About her?!"
"Long story short. I sent her to you guys to try and test how well you guys could survive in a combat situation, and from what I've seen from the reports, you guys could use some work. Okay I'm lying. A LOT of work."
"Fisk, talk sense. What are you talking about? Why did you send that girl to us?! Who is she?!
Why did she attack us?! Is she special too?! Who is this big shot you;re talking about?! Why did I meet Kote?! What the fuck is going on?!"
The next few words that he said shook my head and left it bobbling. He took a deep breath before speaking again
" That bunny girl you guys faced today, is actually an agent from a supernatural division that my organization just put together recently and a protege of mine. The head of that division has been trying to put a team together that goes on covert ops that deal abnormal cases around the world for the past few years. After careful observation and consideration, you and Kote have been chosen as candidates to join this new team. And the best part? You're going to be the leader of the team."
My mind has officially had it's brains fucked out. The silence that I gave on the phone went for at least
a few more hours. Forget my life changing. It just got turned on its head.