Well my computer didn't respond with the internet so I had no interent for more then a month! So yesterday I just got it back and started to write like crazy and adding chapters to all my stories! Sorry for the long awaited update but it was becaseu of my lack of internet but know I have it and I'm writing! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Radical Dreamers
Kid sat on her porch, having her pony tale swaying in the wind. It had been 2 weeks since her clubbing adventure, since her memories being reawakened from their sleep. Kid knew she had a problem. Why would she involuntarily block out memories that were linked to her possible death. She had recollections that in her past, that she would sometimes involuntarily block out memories from tragic times, but she had thought that was a part of her past that was over, why did it come back?
Kid stepped from her perch and looked at the crimson sky. Her feelings dripping from her deep mind. Was this the right dimension? Was this the dimension that Serge was in? That she could find him?
Kid started to walk through the hot, pasty streets. She had traveled many dimensions to find Serge. She had tried to keep her promise to him. A promise that was the only piece of memory that she remember from the last battle with Lavos, the only memory other then the fact that she was the "clone" of Schala. Since the final battle, she had found herself in another, different dimension, and since then had traveled from dimension to dimension trying to find Serge.
Kid stopped, and stared towards a patch of forest on the mountains overlooking the city. In that patch of green was the dimensional rift that connected this dimensions to countless others. Once she was satisfied that Serge wasn't in this time-line, she would go to the next till she finds him. Kid continued to walk till she found herself back home. It was dark, and the cold walls within her home wasn't inviting. No one was there to welcome her. To talk to her. No one was there to make supper, or to help her in trying times. She was alone. Alone to heal herself during illness, alone to sleep in the master bedroom, while other rooms were "decorated" to give an impression of a family. Kid walk along her hallway and smelled the roses littered there. Nothing belonged to her, not even her image. She was a carbon copy of a princess, a clone, not even born from a womb of a mother. She was never conceived from two parents that loved each other. From what she could tell, she probably wasn't even an enfant and was "born' in the form of Chibi Kid who was taken cared by Lucca.
Kid felt jealousy arise from her. Never having a true, natural birth or life. Kid stared towards the darkness of the hall. She was always alone, from the beginning.
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Creak
Kid was awoken by the steady beat of creaks that littered her hallway. Her eyes narrowed into the blackness of her room. Everything was still and quite, even the constant blowing of her roses from the open window.
Creak
The creaks were irregular and swift, like a rat scurrying down an open field. It was unnerving.
Creak
Kid's eye secretly scanned her door, never giving off a breath or shuffle of movement.
She wasn't alone in the house.
Slowly the knob twisted. The metallic glint swirled circularly like a wheel, as it pierced the darkness. The room never betrayed a light source that came from the hallway as the door sliced through slowly the atmosphere as it opened.
Creak Creak
The black feet skinned the wooden floor as it slowly pierced deeper in the room.
Creak creak
Closer to the blankets of the bed.
Creak creak
A shadow graced the bed's blankets.
Creak creak
With a steady hand it laced its figures into the fabric.
Creaaaaaaakkkkkkk
With some footwork and grace like a panther, the hunter twisted his hand and vanquished the blankets from the bed.
No one was there.
"Look who is "Rocking the cradle…"?
With a flash of white, a figure came flying from the ceiling. White blankets were everywhere as they engulfed the room. The started to twist and twirl in a vacuumed of space. As they twisted, they started to coagulate around a figure. The fabrics touching gingerly the figure. Around the figures calf's, waist, around the mountains of bosom. As they started to twist around the figure, it laced around the body and rained back on the floor, revealing the figure of Kid. Her hair was down and laced itself around her face and down her back. The moon shined thought he open window to give the hair a white, onion glow. Her eyes betrayed no beauty or innocence.
"I'y thought ya would give up already. Guess I was wrong?"
Slowly she laced her bare legs through the waived blankets. She gingerly walked towards the hunter. Her long legs going through the whiteness of the blankets revealing a revealing a pair of high shorts and a VERY loose top.
"Guess I'll have to escort you out of my house, starting with a an escort of my foot up your arse!"
Kid expertly bounced her left foot up in the hair as she bolted towards the hunter. Grabbing a block of blankets off of the floor, she rapped the air with an atmosphere of floating blankets. She didn't care for the intruder to see her body while she escorted him out. With a bounce she landed her right foot down on his chest. With a lift off of his belt she flipped into the air and planted her heel under his chin. Blankets were everywhere she she twisted in the air. Her loose shirt twirled in the atmosphere as it rested in a beat around her chest revealing her lower chest. With a twist she rapped herself in some floating blankets that settled a floating pattern around her and fell back down with a gentle grace that could only be form her Schala counterpart. Her hair fell back down her face as she ran back, holding some more blankets and trailing them behind her. With another twist she made full body contact with the ground and spread herself on the floor. In a push up movement she lift her body with her hands, and tripped the intruder with both feet in a scissor kick fashion.
Quickly she recovered, from her technique, only to see a black boot ramming her side of her face. She spun around on the floor, landing finally on the ground. Blankets were still floating in the air, as the man fell into a strut towards her. Quickly she twisted her arms back and pushed with her forearms, and flipped back over her head down to a straight position while doing so kicking him in the process. Quickly she gave a right hook punch, then followed with a left, She could feel contact being made, but as she settle for a left punch he dodged and back handed her with his right. Quickly she kneed him, and he gave a left hook punch up her rib cage.
Twisting she whipped the man's face with her hair and gave a roundhouse kick to his middle section. Grabbing a handful of blankets she back flipped twice to the other side of the room, stopping with a dead run to the far wall. With speed, she ricocheted of the wall and with agility practically flew towards her opponents ramming her shoulder to him. A crunch could be heard as he grabbed her shirt and ripped it through his hands. With a thud he flew to the ground. Fabric was heard, and a rip followed. The fibers holding together slowly separated apart as thread and fabric dispelled into a mesh of tired strips. Kid flew to the window as she held her modesty. With a growl she ran up and gave a left hook punch then followed with a back hand and executed her trade mark uppercut, marking her days on the field in the shadow of lavos's end. Feverishly he grabbed her wrist and slammed her to the far wall. With a nudge she slammed her to the opposing wall, keeping in tune not to give Kid a chance to recuperate. With a twisting motion he grabbed and spun her to his feet and kneed her, following with a kick. With a grabbing motion he threw her to her desk, breaking it apart. She landed on the wall, having the wallpaper and pieces of wall falling down with her. Slowly she hung her head high to see her attacker charging towards her. With a haze she slowly started to move out of the way, but her heavy head had already started to swim, and everything became a mush of confusion. With a jolt her rammed his body through her and the wall. The wall crystallized in millions of pieces of dust, and wood, as the women figure flew through it. Pieces of wood scraped Kid's skin, and shirt, ripping it out of existence. Her skin was littered with ribbons of cuts and bruises as she landed in the bathroom. Kid landed with a thud, on the cold bathroom floor. Tiles followed her fall and sprinkled around her.
Kid lied there, on her back.
Thud thud
She could hear his footsteps coming closer.
Thud thud
He was coming
Thud thud
Coming closer
Thud thud
Right on top of her body.
Thud thud
Her wounded, defenseless body.
"What the bloody hell, I'm not defenseless!"
Kid shot up and plowed with her anger through the man. With agility she jumped in the air and sloppily ricocheted on the wall. With rough confusion of where he was she aimed for him. The shock of going through the wall was still with her as she ripped through him and rammed him through the bathroom door, making it shatter among contact. With a steady pace, and still in a buzzed state, she collected herself and beat him. As she kicked and punched, she gained more ground on her dizzy condition till she was recuperated from the wall incident. She bounced from side to side, as he tried to land his punches on her. She could feel the air displacement as he kept missing. Her bosom bounced within her bra as she kept in tune with his movements. With agility she rammed her foot in his mouth and grabbed his collar. With a smirk she went and made a handstand above his head, having her hand in a grip with his collar. With speed, she completed the handstand motion, and was prepared to go back down and knee him like what she did with her other enemy who shot her weeks ago. As she completed her handstand, instead of stopping vertically above the man, she kept going, and completely went over his head. As she fell over on the other side of him, so did the man's mask. With a thud, Kid fell on her ass.
Swiftly she looked at her hands to see the mask. With a swift motion she caste a glance at her hunter. What she saw shocked her.
She looked up his pants.
Up his large torso.
Up his big arms.
Up his neck
Up his mouth
Up his eyes
And into his white hair.
Kid could not believe what she saw.
It was Viper.
Kid came up her feet and looked at him in shock.
"What the bloody hell are ya doin? Viper?"
With a growl he tried to ram himself to her, but she twirled away. As she twirled, her thoughts flew around her like her twisting golden hair. "This Viper isn't the Viper she knew, but the Viper of this Time-line. With a jerk, she stopped.
Viper of this time-line, Viper didn't know of her…….
All was quite, as some blankets twirled in the wind. Kid stood wide eyes at the darkness before her. Her hair twisted around her as her mouths mimicked her thoughts.
Viper of this time-line…. Serge.
Kid could not bring herself to continue the thought as she felt a crunch beneath the glove of Viper. Her gave her a hook punch but she didn't flinch.
If I find Serge in this time-line…
She fell onto her open window, and felt the gold glass upon her bruised back.
Serge won't….
Viper ran towards her, preparing to ram her through.
Serge…
Viper with two hand movements gripped both sides of Kid to push her through the window,
Serge…
Viper's eyes were glazed.
Serge won't know me!
With a twist she grabbed both hands of Viper and twisted her body under him. Rolling she grabbed his torso with her legs and slammed him through the window. With a shattering silence, Viper fell out of the building to the ground below.
Serge…won't… know… me…
Kid lay there on the ground. All was silent as she huddled together. Her eyes were laid on the floor as her mind cried in despair. It never occurred to her. It never went into her mind that Serge, her serge couldn't be found. With her disappearance from her dimension so was her chances of seeing Serge. There couldn't be two Schala's in that dimension, and Kid must have been chosen to be dispelled from that dimension.
It never occurred to her, never. Kid stared at the wooden chips on the floor, and never closed her eyes as the moon's rays disappeared into the clouds.
"I was so desperate…"
To be continuedThank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
