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reply. And don't worry about waiting for a postie 'cause I have most of
this written. I'm up to chapter 23 and so if I look and see a reply I'll
post more. Anyways thank you soooo much for reading. Doesn't it suck that
they canceled DA? I figure that the only way to keep it going if Fox isn't
going to do anything about it is write FanFics about it and even RPG's
(Roll Playing Games) will help. Anyway, here's the next post and tell me
what you think, good, bad, ugly? ;)
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Lydecker Plural
Part Five
(2016)
My eyes snapped open.
Creak!
I sat up.
Creak!
Someone was in my house! I got out of bed, put a bathrobe on and silently opened my door hoping it wouldn't creak like my old floor. I listened carefully, I could tell that they were over by the kitchen. I tiptoed over to the intruder.
Then I took action, I was right be hind him so I ducked down and kicked his legs from under him. He and I got up at once. He took a defensive stance and I copied him, he was dressed in total black, he had a ski mask on, he was very skilled, and he was watching me closely.
We circled around in a circle leaving five feet in between us. Soon I found that we were in my living room. He made the first move, he kicked me in the stomach sending me flying me into the wall, I bounced off and landed on the coffee table on my face, no one had hit me like that in years.
I groaned, that had hurt and had kicked me with great force. I jumped up and kicked him in the chin, he almost lost his balance but he recovered very quickly. He came at me once again but this time I was prepared. He tried to kick me in my face but I grabbed his army boot and attempted to twist him to the ground, but, in doing so he kicked my in the face with one foot and landed on the other like a talented figure skater.
I flipped over his head and pushed him into a wall. I had him pinned. I yanked off his ski mask wanting to identify him but what I saw made me gasp. He pushed himself way from the wall and did a back flip over my head and pinned me to the wall.
"Matt! Your barcode! 334901687427!" I yelled out even though my face was squished to the side of the wall making my lips look like 'kissy fish' lips.
I felt his body tensed. "Who are you?" he hissed, he pulled a switchblade to my throat.
"I am X5-792, read *my* barcode. Only X5s' barcode start with '33'."
He pulled my hair up (not as gently as I would have liked). "That does not prove anything!"
"Listen I hate Lydecker as much as any of you, if not more than you can understand!" I yelled my voice filled with hate.
He let go of me, "We are going to have a talk."
"All right, my name is Geneva Monson, I was not with you other X5s because you were not to know of me."
"What are you a Nomlie, or something?"
"No. I knew my birth father and had my mother lived I would have known about her too, but she died and I was taken from C-section." Before he could say something I continued on, "I was made the old fashion way, not implanted."
"Oh."
"I was thirteen when I escaped, Lydecker had become an alcoholic and handed command to a friend until he got out of rehab." I took a deep breath, "I soon became depressed and angry and then when I turned twelve I had received shots for hea-" I cleared my throat.
"Well anyway one night I had a dream that Eva had come to me and showed me everything about the out side. Then, inspired by it I ran away, my being the fourteenth escapee."
He just stood there staring at me "Then what happened?"
"I kept running west until I got here and that had taken me only four months to hitch hike and run." I smiled, "When I first met a real kid he had asked me to give him his ball back and I didn't even know what a basketball was."
We sat there for a minute in silence then my manners came to me; "Do you want some tea?" I asked.
"Sure."
I walked over and began to boil some water. "What brings you to my crib anyway?" I asked after a while.
"Well not to many people have homes as nice as this one and I thought the people here wouldn't suspect a thing."
I laughed, "So you tried to rip me off, little did you know there was an X5 here trying to get some sleep."
He smiled, "Yeah something like that."
I poured some water into two mugs and put one tea bag in each. I handed him his and began to sip on mine. We sat there in silence for about three minutes.
"What would you prefer? Removing all your finger nails or going back to Manticore." Matt asked me.
I knew my eyes darkened to a gray and I knew I looked really evil right then but I didn't care, "I would rather have my finger nails, toe nails, tongue, and eyes removed then be mummified *alive* than go back there."
"Me too." He said softly.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
I looked up at the door; some one was knocking on my front door in the middle of the night, not good. Using hand signals, I instructed Matt to hide in the shadows until something happened.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
I turned the porch light on and opened up the front door.
"Hi, Geneva, girl, is everything aiight?" a girl with green eyes and big bouncy red hair asked me. Her name was Ella.
"Yeah, Ella, everything is aiight. I've been a busy girl tonight-"
"You sure, I head screaming and pounding-"
"Yes everything is good." Then toward my bedroom direction, "hold on Alex, I'll be there in a second, keep the bed warm for me."
"Oh, girl, why didn't you say you had your home boy in here?" she started to turn red, "I'll just be leaving now and let you to get it on!"
"Okay, bye-bye." I said shutting the door and once I knew she couldn't hear me I said, "sucker!"
Matt came out of the shadows, wearing an amused expression on his face, "So. what were you and 'Alex' doing in your bedroom?" he asked, clearly rhetorically.
I smiled, and sat down on the couch.
"So, you knew your dad, what was his name?"
"Donnald Lydecker." I said grimly.
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(Matt)
Holy shnit! She was 'Decker's blood! I didn't allow her to see my reaction instead I replied, "Decker was your dad?"
"He's still alive isn't he? Then he *is* my dad like it or not." Her eyes had turned from a bright blue to a gray; "It explains it all doesn't it? He didn't want to show favoritism so he kept me a secret."
"Why did he do this to you?" I asked her.
"He and 'mom' agreed to it before I was born and they wanted me to be trained as a soldier so no exceptio...such as this lovely barcode." Geneva rubbed her hand on the back of her neck and continued on, "that's why I was still tortured, disciplined, and had experiments conducted on me."
I didn't know if I was ninety percent disgusted, and ten percent shocked or ninety percent shocked and ten percent disgusted.
Geneva lightened up a little, "I've always wondered what the other X5s were doing."
"If you want I'll have Zack stop by the next time I see him." I offered her,
"Sure."
I looked at my watch, it was around three in the morning, "Hey, I'd better get going, maybe we could grab some grubbish one of these days?"
"Sure, see ya." She held the door open for me; a white cat came strutting in the house. It was pure white except for the black smudges under it's eyes and on the back of it's neck, it looked like a barcode.
Geneva picked it up. "This is Camouflage AKA Cam or Cammie, she doesn't like people allot. I think it's my cat DNA that draws her to me."
"Can I pet her?" I asked her.
"You can give it a shot."
"Don't worry cats like me... too bad it's the dogs that hate me." I reached out to Camouflage, she stroked her head against my hand, and I petted her back.
"Woah, look at that you do have a gift to cats." Geneva said with a smile on her face.
I smiled, "Well it's all because of the DNA that revved me up and that allowed me to have a gift with all cats." I took my hand away from her; she meowed and looked at me with a look that said 'don't leave'. "Well I got to go." I said and walked out the door. Geneva closed it behind me, and I was off to go home.
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Lydecker Plural
Part Five
(2016)
My eyes snapped open.
Creak!
I sat up.
Creak!
Someone was in my house! I got out of bed, put a bathrobe on and silently opened my door hoping it wouldn't creak like my old floor. I listened carefully, I could tell that they were over by the kitchen. I tiptoed over to the intruder.
Then I took action, I was right be hind him so I ducked down and kicked his legs from under him. He and I got up at once. He took a defensive stance and I copied him, he was dressed in total black, he had a ski mask on, he was very skilled, and he was watching me closely.
We circled around in a circle leaving five feet in between us. Soon I found that we were in my living room. He made the first move, he kicked me in the stomach sending me flying me into the wall, I bounced off and landed on the coffee table on my face, no one had hit me like that in years.
I groaned, that had hurt and had kicked me with great force. I jumped up and kicked him in the chin, he almost lost his balance but he recovered very quickly. He came at me once again but this time I was prepared. He tried to kick me in my face but I grabbed his army boot and attempted to twist him to the ground, but, in doing so he kicked my in the face with one foot and landed on the other like a talented figure skater.
I flipped over his head and pushed him into a wall. I had him pinned. I yanked off his ski mask wanting to identify him but what I saw made me gasp. He pushed himself way from the wall and did a back flip over my head and pinned me to the wall.
"Matt! Your barcode! 334901687427!" I yelled out even though my face was squished to the side of the wall making my lips look like 'kissy fish' lips.
I felt his body tensed. "Who are you?" he hissed, he pulled a switchblade to my throat.
"I am X5-792, read *my* barcode. Only X5s' barcode start with '33'."
He pulled my hair up (not as gently as I would have liked). "That does not prove anything!"
"Listen I hate Lydecker as much as any of you, if not more than you can understand!" I yelled my voice filled with hate.
He let go of me, "We are going to have a talk."
"All right, my name is Geneva Monson, I was not with you other X5s because you were not to know of me."
"What are you a Nomlie, or something?"
"No. I knew my birth father and had my mother lived I would have known about her too, but she died and I was taken from C-section." Before he could say something I continued on, "I was made the old fashion way, not implanted."
"Oh."
"I was thirteen when I escaped, Lydecker had become an alcoholic and handed command to a friend until he got out of rehab." I took a deep breath, "I soon became depressed and angry and then when I turned twelve I had received shots for hea-" I cleared my throat.
"Well anyway one night I had a dream that Eva had come to me and showed me everything about the out side. Then, inspired by it I ran away, my being the fourteenth escapee."
He just stood there staring at me "Then what happened?"
"I kept running west until I got here and that had taken me only four months to hitch hike and run." I smiled, "When I first met a real kid he had asked me to give him his ball back and I didn't even know what a basketball was."
We sat there for a minute in silence then my manners came to me; "Do you want some tea?" I asked.
"Sure."
I walked over and began to boil some water. "What brings you to my crib anyway?" I asked after a while.
"Well not to many people have homes as nice as this one and I thought the people here wouldn't suspect a thing."
I laughed, "So you tried to rip me off, little did you know there was an X5 here trying to get some sleep."
He smiled, "Yeah something like that."
I poured some water into two mugs and put one tea bag in each. I handed him his and began to sip on mine. We sat there in silence for about three minutes.
"What would you prefer? Removing all your finger nails or going back to Manticore." Matt asked me.
I knew my eyes darkened to a gray and I knew I looked really evil right then but I didn't care, "I would rather have my finger nails, toe nails, tongue, and eyes removed then be mummified *alive* than go back there."
"Me too." He said softly.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
I looked up at the door; some one was knocking on my front door in the middle of the night, not good. Using hand signals, I instructed Matt to hide in the shadows until something happened.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!
I turned the porch light on and opened up the front door.
"Hi, Geneva, girl, is everything aiight?" a girl with green eyes and big bouncy red hair asked me. Her name was Ella.
"Yeah, Ella, everything is aiight. I've been a busy girl tonight-"
"You sure, I head screaming and pounding-"
"Yes everything is good." Then toward my bedroom direction, "hold on Alex, I'll be there in a second, keep the bed warm for me."
"Oh, girl, why didn't you say you had your home boy in here?" she started to turn red, "I'll just be leaving now and let you to get it on!"
"Okay, bye-bye." I said shutting the door and once I knew she couldn't hear me I said, "sucker!"
Matt came out of the shadows, wearing an amused expression on his face, "So. what were you and 'Alex' doing in your bedroom?" he asked, clearly rhetorically.
I smiled, and sat down on the couch.
"So, you knew your dad, what was his name?"
"Donnald Lydecker." I said grimly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
(Matt)
Holy shnit! She was 'Decker's blood! I didn't allow her to see my reaction instead I replied, "Decker was your dad?"
"He's still alive isn't he? Then he *is* my dad like it or not." Her eyes had turned from a bright blue to a gray; "It explains it all doesn't it? He didn't want to show favoritism so he kept me a secret."
"Why did he do this to you?" I asked her.
"He and 'mom' agreed to it before I was born and they wanted me to be trained as a soldier so no exceptio...such as this lovely barcode." Geneva rubbed her hand on the back of her neck and continued on, "that's why I was still tortured, disciplined, and had experiments conducted on me."
I didn't know if I was ninety percent disgusted, and ten percent shocked or ninety percent shocked and ten percent disgusted.
Geneva lightened up a little, "I've always wondered what the other X5s were doing."
"If you want I'll have Zack stop by the next time I see him." I offered her,
"Sure."
I looked at my watch, it was around three in the morning, "Hey, I'd better get going, maybe we could grab some grubbish one of these days?"
"Sure, see ya." She held the door open for me; a white cat came strutting in the house. It was pure white except for the black smudges under it's eyes and on the back of it's neck, it looked like a barcode.
Geneva picked it up. "This is Camouflage AKA Cam or Cammie, she doesn't like people allot. I think it's my cat DNA that draws her to me."
"Can I pet her?" I asked her.
"You can give it a shot."
"Don't worry cats like me... too bad it's the dogs that hate me." I reached out to Camouflage, she stroked her head against my hand, and I petted her back.
"Woah, look at that you do have a gift to cats." Geneva said with a smile on her face.
I smiled, "Well it's all because of the DNA that revved me up and that allowed me to have a gift with all cats." I took my hand away from her; she meowed and looked at me with a look that said 'don't leave'. "Well I got to go." I said and walked out the door. Geneva closed it behind me, and I was off to go home.