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Ok, enough with the yak-yak.
Here's chapter 7
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Virgil walked out of the alleyway feeling pretty damn good. He had just scared the crap out of two HUGE guys intent on cutting him into small pieces.
"I could have died. Shiiiit…" He was going into shock. Coming down from the power trip. He once again sat down against a building underneath a street light. He brushed his hair back, staring at the floor, one thought going through his mind over and over. "I could have died." He barely even noticed Nicole running up to him.
"Virgil? Virgil!" Her voice was distant. "What the heck happened, those two guys looked like they had seen a ghost! Vir…"
She looked at his arm. "Shit. Virgil this is pretty bad. It looks like a deep cut. Come on, we have to go."
Virgil didn't respond.
"VIRGIL!" she waved a hand in front of his face, it did the trick. "We can go back to my place, it's not far from here. I'll get this sorted out." She motioned for him to follow, he slowly got up and walked behind her in a trance like state.
When they got there Virgil noticed it wasn't really a home at all. It was a large block of flats, with a lot of windows boarded up. She went around the side of the building and into some bushes. Virgil followed.
There were some steps leading down, covered in leaves. At the bottom was a wooden door, boarded up, and locked with a padlock. Nicole took out a key, undid the lock, and walked in waiting patiently for Virgil to follow.
"This is where you live?" Said Virgil, breaking his silence.
"This is what I call home. My mother lives in a couple of flats above us, but this basement belongs to us. I feel safer down here than I do up there."
The small room was surprisingly well lit. A dark blue carpet covered the floor, slightly tinged due to the muddy footprints that were on it. A dark red couch was in the middle of the room and a TV propped up on a small table in front of it. There were no windows, and that was probably a good thing. Most of the windows around here get smashed almost as soon as they are put in. There were only 2 other rooms, the kitchen (more like a small tiled area in the corner of the main room) and the bathroom.
She brought Virgil to the Couch and sat him down. She then went off to the kitchen area, and shortly returned with some anti-septic spray and some cotton buds.
"Take off your coat." She ordered. Virgil looked at her, puzzled.
"I can't fix this up unless you remove your coat." She said matter-of- factly.
He took of his leather jacket. She looked at his arm, she could see the blood on his shirt, even though it was black.
"Ok, now your shirt."
"What?"
"What's the matter? Embarrassed? I've known you since you were 6 Virgil. I don't think there's anything to worry about. And besides, I still can't treat you if I can't see the wound."
He removed his shirt.
"Jesus," she began.
"What? What is it?"
"I never expected there to be so much blood. I can barely see the wound." She wiped away the blood surrounding his arm.
"What the hell?"
"What now?" Virgil asked, getting a little stressed.
"There's no wound, no mark, no nothing."
"Maybe he missed." Virgil implied, trying hard to cover up what had happened.
"Impossible, I could see INSIDE your arm for a bit back in town. It's like it just healed."
Virgil looked away. He didn't want her to know, he didn't want ANYONE to know.
"Virgil… What happened to those two guys? Why did they run away? What did you do? Pull a gun on them or something? Tell me."
"I…can't."
"Try me."
"You wouldn't understand."
"I won't understand anything unless you *tell me*"
Virgil's mind was racing with a thousand thoughts a second. "Should I tell her? What if she doesn't understand? What if she freaks out and runs? What if she tells everyone, and they hunt me down? Shall I lie? Do I run?"
"Are you sure you want to hear this?" He finally stated.
"No, but I'm going to anyway." This didn't sound too good.
Thinking it was probably best to start from the beginning, Virgil told her of what had happened earlier on today. The bookshelf, the basement, his dad's diary and his hair. He then told her what happened in the alleyway.
"No way."
"I didn't think you believed me."
"No, I believe you. The healing proves that. I'm just concerned, that's all."
"So, your not gonna try and stake me through the heart then?"
"No way! This is gonna be sooo cool!" Virgil finally let out a sigh of relief. "Do you have any other 'abilities?'
"I don't know."
"Can you fly?"
"The last time I checked, no."
"Leap buildings in a single bound?"
"Don't know."
"Dodge bullets?"
"Don't know. Maybe…"
"Knock down buildings?"
"I don't… what?"
"I'm just kidding, Virgil."
"Jeez, I was so worried that you would be freaked out by this."
"Oh I AM freaked out, but I still think its cool." She smiled, making Virgil feel more comfortable.
"The guys would LOVE to hear this."
"NO."
"What?"
"I said no. I don't want them finding out. I don't trust them like I trust you."
"Ok, I won't tell them. Your secret is safe with me. Hey, you know what? You should meet me at the woods tomorrow."
"Huh? Why?"
"To find out what you can do. I'm just dying to know if you could push a tree over with your bear hands! I know you want to know too."
Virgil looked at a clock on the wall, it said 2am.
"Shit I have to be home in the next 2 hours or my dad's gonna find out I've been gone!"
"Whoa! Hold it!"
"What?"
"Hair?" she pointed to his head. Virgil held his hair again. "Shit, how am I gonna hide this from him?"
"Relax, I've got it covered." She pulled out a bottle of something. "Here." It was hair dye. "Make sure you don't make any mistakes, and try not to spill it."
"I definitely won't use bleach to try to correct any mistakes." He chuckled.
About 10 minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom.
"Good as new." She said. "I managed to get most of the blood out of your shirt and coat."
Virgil took them and put them on.
"You sure you'll be ok on your own?" she said, concerned.
"Ask a silly question…" Virgil replied, he smiled, went out the door, and headed home.
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Ok its late and I have done this WITHOUT COFFEE so my writing of this chapter may be a bit … flawed.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed it, and I shouldn't have any problems getting off to sleep tonight as iio jhasve noti hav e anbny coffffeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr *falls asleep on keyboard*
Ok, enough with the yak-yak.
Here's chapter 7
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Virgil walked out of the alleyway feeling pretty damn good. He had just scared the crap out of two HUGE guys intent on cutting him into small pieces.
"I could have died. Shiiiit…" He was going into shock. Coming down from the power trip. He once again sat down against a building underneath a street light. He brushed his hair back, staring at the floor, one thought going through his mind over and over. "I could have died." He barely even noticed Nicole running up to him.
"Virgil? Virgil!" Her voice was distant. "What the heck happened, those two guys looked like they had seen a ghost! Vir…"
She looked at his arm. "Shit. Virgil this is pretty bad. It looks like a deep cut. Come on, we have to go."
Virgil didn't respond.
"VIRGIL!" she waved a hand in front of his face, it did the trick. "We can go back to my place, it's not far from here. I'll get this sorted out." She motioned for him to follow, he slowly got up and walked behind her in a trance like state.
When they got there Virgil noticed it wasn't really a home at all. It was a large block of flats, with a lot of windows boarded up. She went around the side of the building and into some bushes. Virgil followed.
There were some steps leading down, covered in leaves. At the bottom was a wooden door, boarded up, and locked with a padlock. Nicole took out a key, undid the lock, and walked in waiting patiently for Virgil to follow.
"This is where you live?" Said Virgil, breaking his silence.
"This is what I call home. My mother lives in a couple of flats above us, but this basement belongs to us. I feel safer down here than I do up there."
The small room was surprisingly well lit. A dark blue carpet covered the floor, slightly tinged due to the muddy footprints that were on it. A dark red couch was in the middle of the room and a TV propped up on a small table in front of it. There were no windows, and that was probably a good thing. Most of the windows around here get smashed almost as soon as they are put in. There were only 2 other rooms, the kitchen (more like a small tiled area in the corner of the main room) and the bathroom.
She brought Virgil to the Couch and sat him down. She then went off to the kitchen area, and shortly returned with some anti-septic spray and some cotton buds.
"Take off your coat." She ordered. Virgil looked at her, puzzled.
"I can't fix this up unless you remove your coat." She said matter-of- factly.
He took of his leather jacket. She looked at his arm, she could see the blood on his shirt, even though it was black.
"Ok, now your shirt."
"What?"
"What's the matter? Embarrassed? I've known you since you were 6 Virgil. I don't think there's anything to worry about. And besides, I still can't treat you if I can't see the wound."
He removed his shirt.
"Jesus," she began.
"What? What is it?"
"I never expected there to be so much blood. I can barely see the wound." She wiped away the blood surrounding his arm.
"What the hell?"
"What now?" Virgil asked, getting a little stressed.
"There's no wound, no mark, no nothing."
"Maybe he missed." Virgil implied, trying hard to cover up what had happened.
"Impossible, I could see INSIDE your arm for a bit back in town. It's like it just healed."
Virgil looked away. He didn't want her to know, he didn't want ANYONE to know.
"Virgil… What happened to those two guys? Why did they run away? What did you do? Pull a gun on them or something? Tell me."
"I…can't."
"Try me."
"You wouldn't understand."
"I won't understand anything unless you *tell me*"
Virgil's mind was racing with a thousand thoughts a second. "Should I tell her? What if she doesn't understand? What if she freaks out and runs? What if she tells everyone, and they hunt me down? Shall I lie? Do I run?"
"Are you sure you want to hear this?" He finally stated.
"No, but I'm going to anyway." This didn't sound too good.
Thinking it was probably best to start from the beginning, Virgil told her of what had happened earlier on today. The bookshelf, the basement, his dad's diary and his hair. He then told her what happened in the alleyway.
"No way."
"I didn't think you believed me."
"No, I believe you. The healing proves that. I'm just concerned, that's all."
"So, your not gonna try and stake me through the heart then?"
"No way! This is gonna be sooo cool!" Virgil finally let out a sigh of relief. "Do you have any other 'abilities?'
"I don't know."
"Can you fly?"
"The last time I checked, no."
"Leap buildings in a single bound?"
"Don't know."
"Dodge bullets?"
"Don't know. Maybe…"
"Knock down buildings?"
"I don't… what?"
"I'm just kidding, Virgil."
"Jeez, I was so worried that you would be freaked out by this."
"Oh I AM freaked out, but I still think its cool." She smiled, making Virgil feel more comfortable.
"The guys would LOVE to hear this."
"NO."
"What?"
"I said no. I don't want them finding out. I don't trust them like I trust you."
"Ok, I won't tell them. Your secret is safe with me. Hey, you know what? You should meet me at the woods tomorrow."
"Huh? Why?"
"To find out what you can do. I'm just dying to know if you could push a tree over with your bear hands! I know you want to know too."
Virgil looked at a clock on the wall, it said 2am.
"Shit I have to be home in the next 2 hours or my dad's gonna find out I've been gone!"
"Whoa! Hold it!"
"What?"
"Hair?" she pointed to his head. Virgil held his hair again. "Shit, how am I gonna hide this from him?"
"Relax, I've got it covered." She pulled out a bottle of something. "Here." It was hair dye. "Make sure you don't make any mistakes, and try not to spill it."
"I definitely won't use bleach to try to correct any mistakes." He chuckled.
About 10 minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom.
"Good as new." She said. "I managed to get most of the blood out of your shirt and coat."
Virgil took them and put them on.
"You sure you'll be ok on your own?" she said, concerned.
"Ask a silly question…" Virgil replied, he smiled, went out the door, and headed home.
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Ok its late and I have done this WITHOUT COFFEE so my writing of this chapter may be a bit … flawed.
Anyway I hope you enjoyed it, and I shouldn't have any problems getting off to sleep tonight as iio jhasve noti hav e anbny coffffeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr *falls asleep on keyboard*