Chapter V
Tyler
I had just seen the news. A part of my school had just blown up. It's everyone's dream come true. School was out for the day, so everyone was out of school. But unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to celebrate. My brother had been in the school when it happened, and at the exact spot where it had blown up too. My mom was still at work, so I went to investigate myself.
When I arrived, it was incredible. There were cops and firemen swarming the place like ants. Apparently, the explosion had happened in Mr. Embree's room. That was a computer lab, so the investigators thought that a tangle of wires had touched something, started a fire, and reached one of the science labs. That was their excuse to get the press away for a couple minutes, but I knew better.
The fire would have been spotted, even if the students were out of class. My brother was there, and he would have seen it, and notified someone. He was probably just too lazy to care and didn't move, even when it was burning him. I thought to myself, laughing. Then I stopped laughing, and considered it as a serious explanation. Hmmm, if so, then he is dead. The thought just popped into my head.
I raced silently past the officials, and down to the classroom. I had almost arrived, but a pair of firemen saw me.
"What the hell are you doing in here!? This is a dangerous place! Come with me!" one of the two yelled. I quickly objected, but he ignored me, and grabbed my arm. That was something I wouldn't take. I quickly grabbed his arm, and twisted it. He yelped, and let go.
"Hey! That's a federal offense!" he yelled after me. I was gone past him, but his partner rushed at me. He lunged, but I did a quick jump and flipped over him, kicking off of his back, and continued. I kept on running, and yelled back, "Sorry, but my brother was in there, and I have to see what happened to him!"
The second fireman was sprawled on the floor, just starting to get up. The other was cradling his arm, but was up and walking to the door. I only had a bit of time to find Eugene before they got the police in here. So I ran on in.
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The place was a mess. There were bits of computer here and there, and two sides of the wall were on the verge of collapsing. I quickly scanned what was left of the room. I saw a small twinkle in a corner of the room, and walked over to it.
It was a small piece of what seemed like metal, but felt like something much more important. It was leaking power into me, and I enjoyed it. What is this thing? I asked myself. It was a dark shade of purple, with a couple colorful gems in it. It was the size of a key, and it looked a bit like one. I ran out to the hall, where one light was actually still on. I held it up to it, and it started to glow.
"What is it, solar powered?" I wondered aloud. All of a sudden a small black and dark blue ball appeared in the center of the key, and it kept growing. I dropped the thing, and it just floated there. The ball floated away from the key, and the key fell to the floor. I quickly snatched it up, thinking that if I had just unleashed a black hole into my school, this would help me fix it.
The ball grew to about the size of a door, but stayed circular. "There's the kid! Get hi-what the hell is that!?" the fireman cradling his arm stuttered. I took my chances, and tried to hide behind the black gate, thinking it would scare off the police.
"Step away from that thing son." A cop said calmly. All of a sudden, I regretted my choice in hiding spots. The ball started to draw me into it. A wave of colors flashed, and I was gone. From this reality, anyway.
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I awoke on a bright, sunny beach. I stood up, wondering what had happened. I looked around for that little key thing, and found it being buried by some kids. I chased them off, and grabbed my possession. I think of it as mine now because of the simple rule of 'finders keepers, losers weepers'. It was childish, but I didn't care. I was tired and hungry.
I went into a busy nearby town, and walked into a restaurant called the Cat Café. It worked for me, mostly because that trip through the key ball had made me starving. I ordered my food, which was called ramen, and paid the old ghoulish looking owner of the café. I decided to get my bearings, and stepped into the way of an angry mob of women.
"Where is he!?" they shrieked, clearly pissed at someone.
"Who are you looking for?" I asked, stumbling to my feet after being trampled rapidly by many women.
"That no good teen that scared our kids at the beach!" one of them shouted looking around. It took a moment to click, but I quickly hid my face, and walked off whistling. There were a lot of kids interested in that key, but who knew that their mothers would come back to haunt me? It was mine after all. But I didn't feel like going and explaining my reasons to the mob, and walked away.
I had found a nice place for tourists to stay, and asked where I was. "You, are in Nerima, one of the grandest places on earth! We have got incredible restaurants, friendly neighbors, and best of all, a-" he suddenly stopped blabbering, silenced by my hand held up to signify stop talking.
"What is the best way to get to somewhere else?" I asked. The man looked emotionally scarred. He obviously took a lot of pride in keeping customers here.
"No offense, but I just woke up on the beach, and I want to get home." The man looked relieved, but still suspicious.
"Well, there is a good one way trip to China…" he started.
"China!? That's so far away from… um, where I live, yeah." I decided then to keep everything about me as secret as I could, and not get involved in much of anything. I had started out looking for Eugene, but now I had to look out for my own hide. That and the fact that I didn't know how to get home, and even if I did, I could be sent to juvenile prison for attacking a fireman.
The thought of China was an intriguing one. It was at least a place I knew about in my old world, so I might as well go there.
"Okay, where's the ticket booth?" I asked.
"Actually, I've got many tickets right here!" he said loudly, whipping out about two dozen tickets.
"I'll take one." I said quickly. "All right, five thousand yen." He said.
"Five thousand bucks? I've only got fifty dollars!" I yelled at him, enraged at the high price.
"Ten dollars is enough." He said quickly, and grabbed a ten, replacing it with a ticket. I walked out, and asked for directions to the airport. I got them, and ran all the way there.
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I hadn't had to wait in line very long. There was practically no one wanting to go to China. Well, all the better for me then. I quickly showed them my ticket, got on the plane, and sat down. The plane took off, and was going quietly until chaos caught up with me.
The announcer crackled on the radio, and said nicely, "Don't worry everyone. We are over China and are descending. We have a couple problems, but we will be able to land with no fuel and a dead pilot. Everyone stay calm."
Now, I'm sure she was a very nice person, and cared for the passenger's safety, but she could NOT do her job that well at all! 'Stay calm, we can land with a dead pilot and no fuel' MY ASS!!
I quickly jumped up, and started to run to the cockpit. The nice announcer stepped in my way, and I tried to jump over her. I would have made it, but the plane doesn't have a very tall roof, and I hit it face on. I slowly fell to the floor, and lay there silently. I jumped up, and ran past her.
I knocked down the door, and saw the co-pilot trying to help the pilot from a heart attack. The pilot was obviously dead, however.
"You idiot! He's dead! Get flying the stupid plane! Or at least glide it!" I yelled angrily.
"I-I c-c-can't! This is my first flight, and I don't know enough to fly it with no fuel!" Great, the plane was in the hands of an idiot.
I looked out the front window, and saw the ground spiraling up towards us. I quickly ran to the controls, and tried to pull up. I had forgotten that the controls were reversed in airplanes. Up was down, and left was right. I sent us down at more of a downward angle.
I let go, and ran back to the passengers. They were anything but calm. People were screaming, crying, and two people were having an actual fight. That was the last I saw of them all, because blackness and hot waters surrounded me.
Tyler
I had just seen the news. A part of my school had just blown up. It's everyone's dream come true. School was out for the day, so everyone was out of school. But unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to celebrate. My brother had been in the school when it happened, and at the exact spot where it had blown up too. My mom was still at work, so I went to investigate myself.
When I arrived, it was incredible. There were cops and firemen swarming the place like ants. Apparently, the explosion had happened in Mr. Embree's room. That was a computer lab, so the investigators thought that a tangle of wires had touched something, started a fire, and reached one of the science labs. That was their excuse to get the press away for a couple minutes, but I knew better.
The fire would have been spotted, even if the students were out of class. My brother was there, and he would have seen it, and notified someone. He was probably just too lazy to care and didn't move, even when it was burning him. I thought to myself, laughing. Then I stopped laughing, and considered it as a serious explanation. Hmmm, if so, then he is dead. The thought just popped into my head.
I raced silently past the officials, and down to the classroom. I had almost arrived, but a pair of firemen saw me.
"What the hell are you doing in here!? This is a dangerous place! Come with me!" one of the two yelled. I quickly objected, but he ignored me, and grabbed my arm. That was something I wouldn't take. I quickly grabbed his arm, and twisted it. He yelped, and let go.
"Hey! That's a federal offense!" he yelled after me. I was gone past him, but his partner rushed at me. He lunged, but I did a quick jump and flipped over him, kicking off of his back, and continued. I kept on running, and yelled back, "Sorry, but my brother was in there, and I have to see what happened to him!"
The second fireman was sprawled on the floor, just starting to get up. The other was cradling his arm, but was up and walking to the door. I only had a bit of time to find Eugene before they got the police in here. So I ran on in.
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The place was a mess. There were bits of computer here and there, and two sides of the wall were on the verge of collapsing. I quickly scanned what was left of the room. I saw a small twinkle in a corner of the room, and walked over to it.
It was a small piece of what seemed like metal, but felt like something much more important. It was leaking power into me, and I enjoyed it. What is this thing? I asked myself. It was a dark shade of purple, with a couple colorful gems in it. It was the size of a key, and it looked a bit like one. I ran out to the hall, where one light was actually still on. I held it up to it, and it started to glow.
"What is it, solar powered?" I wondered aloud. All of a sudden a small black and dark blue ball appeared in the center of the key, and it kept growing. I dropped the thing, and it just floated there. The ball floated away from the key, and the key fell to the floor. I quickly snatched it up, thinking that if I had just unleashed a black hole into my school, this would help me fix it.
The ball grew to about the size of a door, but stayed circular. "There's the kid! Get hi-what the hell is that!?" the fireman cradling his arm stuttered. I took my chances, and tried to hide behind the black gate, thinking it would scare off the police.
"Step away from that thing son." A cop said calmly. All of a sudden, I regretted my choice in hiding spots. The ball started to draw me into it. A wave of colors flashed, and I was gone. From this reality, anyway.
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I awoke on a bright, sunny beach. I stood up, wondering what had happened. I looked around for that little key thing, and found it being buried by some kids. I chased them off, and grabbed my possession. I think of it as mine now because of the simple rule of 'finders keepers, losers weepers'. It was childish, but I didn't care. I was tired and hungry.
I went into a busy nearby town, and walked into a restaurant called the Cat Café. It worked for me, mostly because that trip through the key ball had made me starving. I ordered my food, which was called ramen, and paid the old ghoulish looking owner of the café. I decided to get my bearings, and stepped into the way of an angry mob of women.
"Where is he!?" they shrieked, clearly pissed at someone.
"Who are you looking for?" I asked, stumbling to my feet after being trampled rapidly by many women.
"That no good teen that scared our kids at the beach!" one of them shouted looking around. It took a moment to click, but I quickly hid my face, and walked off whistling. There were a lot of kids interested in that key, but who knew that their mothers would come back to haunt me? It was mine after all. But I didn't feel like going and explaining my reasons to the mob, and walked away.
I had found a nice place for tourists to stay, and asked where I was. "You, are in Nerima, one of the grandest places on earth! We have got incredible restaurants, friendly neighbors, and best of all, a-" he suddenly stopped blabbering, silenced by my hand held up to signify stop talking.
"What is the best way to get to somewhere else?" I asked. The man looked emotionally scarred. He obviously took a lot of pride in keeping customers here.
"No offense, but I just woke up on the beach, and I want to get home." The man looked relieved, but still suspicious.
"Well, there is a good one way trip to China…" he started.
"China!? That's so far away from… um, where I live, yeah." I decided then to keep everything about me as secret as I could, and not get involved in much of anything. I had started out looking for Eugene, but now I had to look out for my own hide. That and the fact that I didn't know how to get home, and even if I did, I could be sent to juvenile prison for attacking a fireman.
The thought of China was an intriguing one. It was at least a place I knew about in my old world, so I might as well go there.
"Okay, where's the ticket booth?" I asked.
"Actually, I've got many tickets right here!" he said loudly, whipping out about two dozen tickets.
"I'll take one." I said quickly. "All right, five thousand yen." He said.
"Five thousand bucks? I've only got fifty dollars!" I yelled at him, enraged at the high price.
"Ten dollars is enough." He said quickly, and grabbed a ten, replacing it with a ticket. I walked out, and asked for directions to the airport. I got them, and ran all the way there.
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I hadn't had to wait in line very long. There was practically no one wanting to go to China. Well, all the better for me then. I quickly showed them my ticket, got on the plane, and sat down. The plane took off, and was going quietly until chaos caught up with me.
The announcer crackled on the radio, and said nicely, "Don't worry everyone. We are over China and are descending. We have a couple problems, but we will be able to land with no fuel and a dead pilot. Everyone stay calm."
Now, I'm sure she was a very nice person, and cared for the passenger's safety, but she could NOT do her job that well at all! 'Stay calm, we can land with a dead pilot and no fuel' MY ASS!!
I quickly jumped up, and started to run to the cockpit. The nice announcer stepped in my way, and I tried to jump over her. I would have made it, but the plane doesn't have a very tall roof, and I hit it face on. I slowly fell to the floor, and lay there silently. I jumped up, and ran past her.
I knocked down the door, and saw the co-pilot trying to help the pilot from a heart attack. The pilot was obviously dead, however.
"You idiot! He's dead! Get flying the stupid plane! Or at least glide it!" I yelled angrily.
"I-I c-c-can't! This is my first flight, and I don't know enough to fly it with no fuel!" Great, the plane was in the hands of an idiot.
I looked out the front window, and saw the ground spiraling up towards us. I quickly ran to the controls, and tried to pull up. I had forgotten that the controls were reversed in airplanes. Up was down, and left was right. I sent us down at more of a downward angle.
I let go, and ran back to the passengers. They were anything but calm. People were screaming, crying, and two people were having an actual fight. That was the last I saw of them all, because blackness and hot waters surrounded me.