Thank you, Alexandra Bruderlin, your words made me do a little happy
dance.literally. I was listening to Busta Rymes and I just started
dancing.it was wild considering I don't like to dance. Anyways thanks for
the encouraging words and for taking you time to reply you shall get the
next postie. LOL.I swear one would think I live here and that I live to
post.
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Lydecker Plural
Part Seven
"Hi, Geneva." Matt smiled, "This is the man you wanted to see, Zackey-boy himself. Zack this is the sweetie her self, Geneva." Matt started to laugh at Zack's expression. Anyone could tell that Zack didn't enjoy being called Zackey-boy.
"Hi," I held out my hand. He shook it trying to be polite; he had a firm grip.
"Hi," he looked over my shoulder at Ella. He didn't trust me and if he was going to talk to me he wanted her gone.
I walked over to Ella, "Hey, do you think you can get the go-cart into the cabin; I think I heard a bug in it." I lied, she knew I lied but she could tell this was important, so she didn't protest.
Matt and Zack were patiently waiting for me. In the background I heard Ella scoot over to the drivers seat and drive away.
"You claim to be an X5?" Zack said finally breaking an odd silence.
"I am." I showed him my barcode.
"That only proves that you have a tattoo to imitate an X5."
"Zack, what do I have to do to prove to you I am an X5? I can do everything you can."
"Why do you want to prove you're an X5? Everyone of us has tried to forget about it."
I took in a deep breath, "Zack, Matt, how would you feel if you were the only one? The only one, other than Manticore personnel, to watch out after? No family. No friends."
"We would have gone crazy. Especially, you, Zack." Matt answered
"Exactly. I went crazy there being kept a secret from others like me. For thirteen years, I had steadily become a metal zombie. For five years I was being told that you escapees were traitors. Nomilies. Spies. The enemy. But I knew better, I knew you had just wanted what I had always wanted: freedom." I said strongly, I was my own leader, I had to stay strong.
Zack began to shake his head, "No. Matt don't go near her she's the enemy, she works for Manticore." He started to back away.
"Zack if that was true I would have Lydecker's men in here by now or at least have us surrounded."
Matt nodded at what I said, "Yeah, she's right, Zack. Give her a break, or a test to prove she's an X5."
"Fine, see the tree with the target on it painted in orange? I want you to get up there."
I looked, "Yeah okay." The first tree limb was only up nine feet up. I quickly stretched my muscles and popped anything that might pop in mid- jump. I ran top speed (we were about five hundred feet away from it) and three feet away I jumped. My jump was a perfect success, I had landed perfectly balanced and with good posture. I jumped down.
Matt ran over. "You have to tell me what he says from this distance. With your back turned." He said.
"Fair enough." I said almost happily. I turned.
"Mind over matter...ignore all pain, mental or physical...when one is to interrogate another, the simplest forms of torture is effective. Breaking each bone in each finger, or getting hold of a loved person and beat on it (burns, broken bones, cuts, bruises.) are acceptable"
I repeated to Zack what he said. He ran over here with a small smile on his face. "Welcome X5-792 or Geneva, little sister."
I smiled greatly, "Thanks, but Geneva will do. But if you want you may address me as 'little sister'."
He nodded, "What ever you like, here's the contact number..." he gave it and I easily memorized it. "You call it if you're in trouble that you can't get out of."
"Okay, thank you." I sincerely meant that 'thank you'.
"Okay, I have to go now, I had just come to check up on Matt, I should be close to Olympia by now." He said getting serious again.
"Okay, thanks. See ya."
"Bye-bye Zackey-boy."
"Bye, and I would appreciate it if you would deceit to call me 'Zackey- boy',"
"Okey-dokey, Zack-man." Matt replied.
I laughed at them both.
Zack just shook his head and continued to walk on away from us.
Matt laughed at his response.
"I worry about him." Matt spoke out suddenly after Zack was way out of range of hearing.
I looked up at him "You think he's going to get killed because of one of us."
He nodded then looked at me "This morning I had a vision that he shot himself in the head to save one of us. I didn't get so see who though."
"It's okay, what happens, happens, besides it was only a vision and if he were to kill himself he'd want us to keep them safe. Right?" I comforted him.
"Yeah, if he killed himself he'd have done it for a good cause." We didn't say anything for a minute but after that minute was over he suddenly said, "I have to go now, I'll see you later."
"Okay, see ya." I said and he went his way and I went back down the trail to meet up with Ella. I walked up to the go-cart and rested on the flip cage.
"Was that Alex?" she asked me
"No, they're my brothers, Zack and Matt. We had family business to talk about." Oh so very suddenly I began to get the shakes 'no not now' I thought "Ella can you go get Matt?" I said through a clenched jaw.
"Okay, why?"
"Just go! Hurry!" I said too forcefully.
Ella ran into the cabin, got on her Ninja and road on out riding on the back tire. She got down on both of them about thirty feet away. I fell to the ground going into a serious seizure and landed flat on my ass.
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Matt
I was just getting down by the Potato shop when a girl on a Kawasaki pulled to a stop right behind me. I stopped to see who it was. At first I thought it was Geneva but that was before I saw the bright red hair.
"Get on, Geneva wants you." She said with a hint of worry in her voice.
I climbed on the back, "What happened?" I asked her.
"I don't know she's like having some sort of seizure or something and she asked for you. By the way, my name's Ella." She said.
"My name's Matt. What a nice way to meet huh?" I asked her.
She laughed nervously.
She drove back on down to the river and went down a trail were Geneva had gone down. We pulled to a stop and there she was propped up by the go-cart.
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Geneva
"It's about time!" I said trying not to bite my tongue. Matt jumped off and immediately started to search through his black leather jacket. Finally he found what he was searching what he was looking for and pulled out a bottle labeled 'Tylenol'.
"Tryptophan." He explained. I took it in about three giant gulps.
"I have Tryptophan at home and I always have turkey or something in there just in case." I told him still shaking.
He put a comforting arm around my shoulder. "Just relax, it's gonna be okay." He said in a barely audible voice.
"I used to get this bitch at Manticore, and Lydecker would just sit there and be the jack ass he is. But he never had me dissected either." I told him so quiet that Ella wouldn't be ably to hear me.
"Jack was either sent to the Nomilies because of seizures or dissected on." He replied starting to rock back and forth.
My shacking had slowed down when Ella asked, "Is she going to okay?"
Matt nodded, "Yeah she'll be fine."
That was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep in Matt's arms.
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Lydecker Plural
Part Seven
"Hi, Geneva." Matt smiled, "This is the man you wanted to see, Zackey-boy himself. Zack this is the sweetie her self, Geneva." Matt started to laugh at Zack's expression. Anyone could tell that Zack didn't enjoy being called Zackey-boy.
"Hi," I held out my hand. He shook it trying to be polite; he had a firm grip.
"Hi," he looked over my shoulder at Ella. He didn't trust me and if he was going to talk to me he wanted her gone.
I walked over to Ella, "Hey, do you think you can get the go-cart into the cabin; I think I heard a bug in it." I lied, she knew I lied but she could tell this was important, so she didn't protest.
Matt and Zack were patiently waiting for me. In the background I heard Ella scoot over to the drivers seat and drive away.
"You claim to be an X5?" Zack said finally breaking an odd silence.
"I am." I showed him my barcode.
"That only proves that you have a tattoo to imitate an X5."
"Zack, what do I have to do to prove to you I am an X5? I can do everything you can."
"Why do you want to prove you're an X5? Everyone of us has tried to forget about it."
I took in a deep breath, "Zack, Matt, how would you feel if you were the only one? The only one, other than Manticore personnel, to watch out after? No family. No friends."
"We would have gone crazy. Especially, you, Zack." Matt answered
"Exactly. I went crazy there being kept a secret from others like me. For thirteen years, I had steadily become a metal zombie. For five years I was being told that you escapees were traitors. Nomilies. Spies. The enemy. But I knew better, I knew you had just wanted what I had always wanted: freedom." I said strongly, I was my own leader, I had to stay strong.
Zack began to shake his head, "No. Matt don't go near her she's the enemy, she works for Manticore." He started to back away.
"Zack if that was true I would have Lydecker's men in here by now or at least have us surrounded."
Matt nodded at what I said, "Yeah, she's right, Zack. Give her a break, or a test to prove she's an X5."
"Fine, see the tree with the target on it painted in orange? I want you to get up there."
I looked, "Yeah okay." The first tree limb was only up nine feet up. I quickly stretched my muscles and popped anything that might pop in mid- jump. I ran top speed (we were about five hundred feet away from it) and three feet away I jumped. My jump was a perfect success, I had landed perfectly balanced and with good posture. I jumped down.
Matt ran over. "You have to tell me what he says from this distance. With your back turned." He said.
"Fair enough." I said almost happily. I turned.
"Mind over matter...ignore all pain, mental or physical...when one is to interrogate another, the simplest forms of torture is effective. Breaking each bone in each finger, or getting hold of a loved person and beat on it (burns, broken bones, cuts, bruises.) are acceptable"
I repeated to Zack what he said. He ran over here with a small smile on his face. "Welcome X5-792 or Geneva, little sister."
I smiled greatly, "Thanks, but Geneva will do. But if you want you may address me as 'little sister'."
He nodded, "What ever you like, here's the contact number..." he gave it and I easily memorized it. "You call it if you're in trouble that you can't get out of."
"Okay, thank you." I sincerely meant that 'thank you'.
"Okay, I have to go now, I had just come to check up on Matt, I should be close to Olympia by now." He said getting serious again.
"Okay, thanks. See ya."
"Bye-bye Zackey-boy."
"Bye, and I would appreciate it if you would deceit to call me 'Zackey- boy',"
"Okey-dokey, Zack-man." Matt replied.
I laughed at them both.
Zack just shook his head and continued to walk on away from us.
Matt laughed at his response.
"I worry about him." Matt spoke out suddenly after Zack was way out of range of hearing.
I looked up at him "You think he's going to get killed because of one of us."
He nodded then looked at me "This morning I had a vision that he shot himself in the head to save one of us. I didn't get so see who though."
"It's okay, what happens, happens, besides it was only a vision and if he were to kill himself he'd want us to keep them safe. Right?" I comforted him.
"Yeah, if he killed himself he'd have done it for a good cause." We didn't say anything for a minute but after that minute was over he suddenly said, "I have to go now, I'll see you later."
"Okay, see ya." I said and he went his way and I went back down the trail to meet up with Ella. I walked up to the go-cart and rested on the flip cage.
"Was that Alex?" she asked me
"No, they're my brothers, Zack and Matt. We had family business to talk about." Oh so very suddenly I began to get the shakes 'no not now' I thought "Ella can you go get Matt?" I said through a clenched jaw.
"Okay, why?"
"Just go! Hurry!" I said too forcefully.
Ella ran into the cabin, got on her Ninja and road on out riding on the back tire. She got down on both of them about thirty feet away. I fell to the ground going into a serious seizure and landed flat on my ass.
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Matt
I was just getting down by the Potato shop when a girl on a Kawasaki pulled to a stop right behind me. I stopped to see who it was. At first I thought it was Geneva but that was before I saw the bright red hair.
"Get on, Geneva wants you." She said with a hint of worry in her voice.
I climbed on the back, "What happened?" I asked her.
"I don't know she's like having some sort of seizure or something and she asked for you. By the way, my name's Ella." She said.
"My name's Matt. What a nice way to meet huh?" I asked her.
She laughed nervously.
She drove back on down to the river and went down a trail were Geneva had gone down. We pulled to a stop and there she was propped up by the go-cart.
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Geneva
"It's about time!" I said trying not to bite my tongue. Matt jumped off and immediately started to search through his black leather jacket. Finally he found what he was searching what he was looking for and pulled out a bottle labeled 'Tylenol'.
"Tryptophan." He explained. I took it in about three giant gulps.
"I have Tryptophan at home and I always have turkey or something in there just in case." I told him still shaking.
He put a comforting arm around my shoulder. "Just relax, it's gonna be okay." He said in a barely audible voice.
"I used to get this bitch at Manticore, and Lydecker would just sit there and be the jack ass he is. But he never had me dissected either." I told him so quiet that Ella wouldn't be ably to hear me.
"Jack was either sent to the Nomilies because of seizures or dissected on." He replied starting to rock back and forth.
My shacking had slowed down when Ella asked, "Is she going to okay?"
Matt nodded, "Yeah she'll be fine."
That was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep in Matt's arms.
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So, how'd I do peeps? Reviewers make a good writer happy!! LOL.