LOVE AND SACRIFICE(v3)
Love and Sacrifice(v3): Waiting for missions
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In Arasia
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"Land! I knew there was a God!" Erian ran off the ship, running ahead of Joseph and flung herself onto the ground, kissing it soundly. "My one true love..." She sighed.
Joseph shook his head again. He had given up believing that she'd ever be serious. He could only be thankful that there were other hybrids... He walked over to Erian and picked her up, then tuged her along. "We need to hurry up and get out of here. You know that traveling from continent to continent is forbidden."
"You're the one who needs to get out fast. I can always burrow you know." She said, struggling to keep up with his pace. "So, where are we going? Can we go into town at night? I want to look around!"
"You'll get caught."
"No I won't." She looked Joseph in the eye. "I may appear fun-loving, but I've killed before. The friendliness is only skin deep. I can take care of myself."
He held her gaze for a moment, then turned away. "Fine. But be careful."
"Thank you Joseph-chan!" She hugged him tightly.
"...chan?" He raised an eyebrow and looked at her curiously.
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That Night
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Indenki typed away at his computer, pausing occasionally to brush away a strand of spiky hair that had fallen over his blue eyes. He was currently hacking into some files that he needed for a future mission.
"Hey, whatcha doin?"
No reply.
"Aw, common! We're on the same side!" A head with shockingly bright red hair popped up at his shoulder, trying to look at what he was doing. He was rewarded, however, with a sudden whack on his head.
"Go away." The arasian boy commanded, his eyes not leaving the computer screen.
"You didn't have to hit me so hard..." Xeth complained, tenderly rubbing the spot that had been whacked. Casting one last glance at the electic hybrid, he scowled then returned to the bunk bed in the dorm room they shared. "It's not like I don't know how to keep my mouth shut about things... And we're on the same team. All the time, 'Xeth, go away' or 'Xeth, shut up'." He muttered to himself. "Can't you say anything else?" He called out to the other hybrid.
"Hn." Was his reply.
/Geez, if you put a rock up his *** you'd probably get a diamond in no time.../ Xeth lay on his bed, on his stomach of course, as he didn't want to set the bed on fire. /He's so uptight. He should lighten up. We're fighting a war here, and we could die any day. Might as well enjoy life while we can./ His thoughts were disturbed as Indenki suddenly got up and turned off his computer, then started to look through his bag for something.
"What are you looking for?" Xeth asked.
"Shut up baka." Indenki replied, not looking up.
"So I'm 'baka' now?" Xeth raised a bright red eyebrow. "I shouldn't be taking such insults from you..."
"Hn."
Xeth snorted, getting off the bed and walking around, very bored.
"You should study." An emotionless voice told him.
"Study? Why should I study? We'll be out of here soon anyway."
"We don't need to stick out."
"I'll study later." Then he noticed what Indenki had removed from his bag. "A pokeball? Hey wait, that's an ultraball isn't it? What'd you need an ultraball for?" Of course, he didn't get an answer. "Oh c'mon Indenki! You know I won't shut up..."
"You'll find out later." Indenki replied, looking at the ultraball in his hand for a breif moment before putting it away.
"What kind of answer is that?" Xeth asked, although he knew he wouldn't be answered. "You are so annoying, did you know that Indenki?"
And to his surprise, it seemed as if Indenki smiled, just ever so barely, effectively shocking Xeth into shutting up for the rest of the night.
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In Eurel
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"The wind flows through your wings, caressing your body like-"
"Hey Swift!"
The flying hybrid stopped his poetic thoughts and turned to look at who had been calling him. His sharp eyes picked out one of the professors standing below the tall tree he was perched on. He sighed, for he had now forgetten where he had reached in his 'poem', but he flew down to find out what it was the professor wanted.
"Swift, you shouldn't be coming out so often. You might get spotted. There's a space inside where you can fly."
The teenage hybrid sighed, folding his wings onto his back. "But the air out here... It's so much better than down in the hideout. It feels better flying when I'm out. I feel free..."
"You won't be allowed to fly at allif you get caught." The professor reminded him. "Now, you need to hurry back in before Professor Augustus realizes you've come out again without telling anyone."
"You didn't tell anyone?" Swift asked in surprise.
"Now, why should I have? We're friends, remember? I'm only five years older than you." The blonde Professor grinned, then patted the younger boy on the shoulder. "Common, let's hurry up. I have a project to work on."
Swift smiled back at the professor,, not knowing how to convey how grateful he felt that someone still considered him as a living human, and not just a specimen to be watched. "Thank you, Chris."
"You're welcome." Chris was happy to see the boy smile. He'd been becoming a little too anti-social recently, and though that was actually a welcome trait in a 'perfect soldier', it killed him to see Swift isolated so much.
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They re-entered the underground hideout and managed to slip back to where they should have been without being noticed by Professor Augustus.
"Now where was I?" Swift lay in his room on his stomach so he could stretch his wings out, holding a notepad and a pen. "The wind flows through your wings.... No, the wind flows freely though your wings, carressing your body like the...gentle hands of one's lover." He thoughtfully nibbled on his pen, his 'night-eyes' seeming to scan the ceiling for answers. "The sky becomes your road, but there are no traffic lights to halt your progress. Speed is a need, one you can fulfill. You are free, free to go where you want, free to swoop down and dive, free to soar high up into the sky, to break through clouds. When you fly, you are alive, you are whole." He wrote as he spoke, the words flowing freely from his mind to the paper. He'd always wondered if it was possible to describe the sheer joy he felt when he flew, to describe just how wonderful it was! He had tried many times, and he had never fully succeeded. He could only give those without wings a mere glimpse into what it was like. To him the task was nearly as difficult as describing colours to a blind person...
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!" He called, closing the notepad quickly and hiding it under his pillow.
"Swift, get packed. Tomorrow, we leave Eurel for Arasia." Professor Augustus poked his head into the room, raising his eyebrows suspiciously. He had a feeling Swift was hiding something...
"Yes sir." Swift replied, folding his wings.
"Get some rest, you'll be doing a lot of flying tomorrow." The professor ordered, closing the door as he left.
"Flying, my one true love." A smile crept onto the boy's face as he withdrew his notepad once again. But then he noticed the time, and decided to put it away. Swift curled up on his bed, folding his wings over his body. "Tomorrow, I fly..." He whispered to himself as he shut his eyes and drifted into a peaceful sleep.
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In Corse(Think America, oh, and it's daytime here)
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"Humans are boring, don't you think so Haunter?" Tevax asked the ghost pokemon that had been sent to keep an eye on him while he went for a walk through the town. Of course, no one saw either of them, for they were invisible, and free to go wherever they wanted.
"Haunter, haunter haunt." The pokemon agreed.
"But they're fun to scare though, aren't they?" He added with a wink, and grinning when the ghost pokemon agreed again. "I'm gonna miss this town. They were so fun to terrorize! That is, until Professor Johnson forbid me from haunting them..."
"Haunter..."
"Oh well, they'll be more towns to haunt in Arasia and Eurel!"
"Haunter haunt haunt haunter!"
"Oh yeah, you're not coming..." He sighed. "Oh well, I guess you'll have to be content with me telling you all the details when I get back, huh? Just remember that you better keep this continent safe. You'll be in big trouble if it's been captured when I get back!" He looked sternly at the ghost pokemon, who nodded solemnly. "Good, now let's get back to the base. It's boring out here in the day, isn't it?"
"Haunter."
The pale boy floated a few inches off the ground, his jade eyes drinking in the scenery longingly. The wind was blowing, but his raven hair, which contrasted marvelously with his alabaster skin, did not stir.
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"He's everything you want, he's everything you need, he's everything inside of you that you wish you could be, he says all the right things at exactly the right times, but he means nothing to you and you don't know why." Merideth smiled as she finished the verse and started humming the rest of the song along with the CD.
"Merideth, we're trying to concentrate over here!" A voice yelled from outside her room.
"Sorry!" She yelled back, turning down the volume of her CD player. As soon as the song ended, she took out the CD and replaced it with another one. "Ah, the Mission Impossible theme song." Again, she started humming as she worked away on her computer. "Well, well, mission possible!" She congratulated herself as she successful hacked into some Kaitan files. "Aw man, we'll need to go to Arasia... That's going to be hard..." Sighing, she wondered how they'd get through the barriers that prevented communcation and travelling between continents, sometimes even between countries.
She printed out the neccessary documents to take the the Professor in charge of the whole project. "Wing cramp..." She muttered to herself as she got up and stretched. Sitting down for five hours straight was not something she recommended to anyone. She unfolded her smooth wings and massaged her neck. "I need to exercise more, or I won't be in shape incase I need to do any fighting. I am, afterall, the dragon hybrid." She told herself proudly.
"Hey Merideth, Professor Smith wants to speak to you!"
"Coming!" She picked up the information she had just printed and arranged it, then folded her wings and ran out.
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"What do I want to be today... Pokemon, or human? Male, or female?" Devin nibbled thoughtfully on a bar of chocolate. "I think I'll be male, and..." He, no...it? looked into his mirror. "Let's try, short black hair, green eyes, same height as now, but sexy." He grinned devilishly as he concentrated on changing his genetic pattern, something that came as easily to him as flying did to a pidgey. "All right! It worked!" He struck a pose. "The new Devin." Running a hand through his hair, he blew a kiss at his reflection. "You're a handsome devil today, aren't you?"
He walked out of his hotel room, checking out, and inwardly grinned at the confused look on the manager's face.
"Where's the other boy?"
"He left earlier." Devin replied. "See ya later!" He waved and left. Today, he was crossing the ocean to go to Eurel. It would be a long boat ride, but it was going to be a big ship, which meant lots of people for him to memorize the genetic patterns of. He never knew when a new identity might be handy. It would help to steal a few wallets too, as he could always use some spare IDs. "Man, when this war ends, I might have a career as a con-artist waiting for me, a successful one too." He would, however, have to be extra careful on the boat. It was a very illegal ride, and therefore a very expensive, and dangerous one. Their chances of making it to Eurel alive were slim, but Devin decided that if something happen, he could always turn into a water pokemon and attempt to swim the rest of the way.
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