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PG.
Oh, yeah. The ages. I wanna change them. ^_^
Van-18, Fiona-17, Irvine-19, Moonbay-19, Thomas-18, Jarvis-19, Shean-18, Saharah-18, Karl-22, Herman-27, O'connel-21, David-18 (Yes, another OC)
A/N : I have gotten many reviews that have said a lot about my grammar. Give me a break man. I'm trying and I know I suck at story writing, but what I'm doing makes me feel good and you should just deal with it. I've seen many fics out there that have even worse grammar than me and none of their reviews have any complaining. I feel like I'm being picked on and I might just stop story writing, because some of you people just don't get it. If your going to be picky about it than why read any more? I thank those who have given me helpful reviews and have been an encouragement. I'm going to skip some parts, because I just don't have fun writing anymore...
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- A few days later -
"Jarvis!" shouted a tumultuous Shean. "Jarvis, I need to speak to you!" He had been looking for his team leader for a prolonged period of time. The base was larger than any base he has ever seen before. It was very hard to find anyone in there. 'Where could he be?' Shean thought.
Walking around he had spotted Saharah.
"Hey Sahara!" he called, happy to see her. Shean ran to her. "Hi Saharah. Have you seen Jarvis?" he asked hopefully.
"I'm sorry Shean. I can't say I have." Shean sighed. "Why do you ask?"
Shean grabbed Saharah and pulled her into the closest quarter, cautiously looking to see if anyone had seen them go inside.
"You see Sarah. I wanted to talk to him about calling off this scheme of his. Sarah, I have had enough of destroying peoples lives. I want it to stop. Don't you?" she nodded.
"But, Seth. I have already asked him to call it off. It didn't work. He wouldn't allow it. I have seen how caring the people are here and I don't want to ruin it for them." She sighed and started walking towards the door. "Maybe if you try, he'll listen to you. You are his best friend after all." She smiled and left.
Shean ran out the door after Saharah to commence his search for Jarvis once again. BAM! He hadn't been watching where he was going and ran right into someone, knocking them both down.
"Watch where you're going!" shouted a young male voice coming from the person that Shean had run into.
Shean got up, looked down at the guy and gave out his hand, indicating that he would help the guy up. " Sorry. Here, I'll help you up."
"I don't need your help to get up! I'm not and old lady!" came a reply from an angry teen on the ground. He got up and stared at Shean. "Hey, aren't you that Shean guy?" he asked.
Shean nodded slowly.
"Hey, that's prodigious! I've always wanted to meet you. My name is Lt. David Guile." The boy spoke with intoxication.
"Um. Hello David." Shean said with guilt in his voice. He looked David and smiled a fake smile.
Seeing David's outfit, Shean knew he was Republican. He wore the usual uniform of the Republic. His eyes were an azure color and his hair was a golden blonde. The mark on his face was a green squiggly line that started from his right ear and ended at the bridge of his nose. The line was accompanied by three dots of the same color. One stood on his forehead just over his left brow, another on his left cheek, and one in-between his left eye and the bridge of his nose.
Out of the corner of his eye, Shean saw Jarvis. "Excuse me David. I'll talk to you later. Jarvis! JARVIS!" He called, running towards him. He had finally found Jarvis.
"What do you want Shean?" Jarvis asked, a little aggravated. "Can't you see that I'm busy?"
"I'm sorry sir, but I really need to speak to you," Shean spoke, "It's eminently important."
"Fine." Jarvis sighed. They both walked into an empty room. "What is it now?"
"Well, um," Shean said with a little bit of fear in his voice, 'Oh man' he thought 'What if he doesn't agree with me' He gulped, "Sir. I was thinking of, well, calling the whole thing off." He said the last sentence quickly.
"WHAT?!" Jarvis yelled, "You think that after all of my planning I'll just cancel it all? Are you stupid or something?" after saying this, he stared at Shean, "I know. You feel bad for the Guardian Force don't you, Seth?" Seth nodded his head. "Um, sir. They aren't like other people we've met. They're nice and they don't fit the description you had told us."
After he finished his sentence, Jarvis went ballistic. "What do you mean they don't fit my description?! I told you that they're liars! You can't trust them! That's final." Jarvis started off to the door.
"But.." SLAM! Jarvis had quickly ran up to Seth, grabbed his collar, and pinned him against the wall. "When I say that's final. That's final. OK!?" Jarvis barked. "OK?!" he yelled louder, forming his hand into a ball of anger.
"OK! OK! Yes sir!" pleaded Seth. He had never been so terrified in his entire life. He closed his eyes awaiting the blow...
*Whoooosh*
Just then, the door whooshed open and Van emerged. "What are you doing, Jarvis?!" He was shocked. He had never seen them fight at all before. Ignoring Van, Jarvis hit Seth hardheartedly in the stomach and walked out of the room.
Seth sank to the floor. 'Ow'
"Oh my gosh. Shean, are you alright?" Van asked, still in shock. He warily picked up Shean, making sure he was ok.
"I'm ok Van. Thanks," Shean spoke weakly, "I have to go." He pushed Vans arms off and headed for the door.
"But, no Shean. We gotta check you for internal injuries." Van was extremely concerned for his new friend. The look on Sheans face was hard to take. His face showed many emotions including hate, confusion, guilt, and betrayal, but most of all sadness.
"No. ah- I'm alright." Replied Shean. 'I can't believe that Jayden would do this to me' thought Shean. 'I thought we were best friends. I guess that this plan of his is more important than us' He grabbed a mop and walked out of the room trying to ignore the pain.
"What happened to you?" a voice asked from behind Shean. Shean turned around and saw Thomas.
"I uh. I well. I um." Shean wasn't quite sure what to say. If he had told him that Jayden had hit him, then he would ask what they were fighting about, and he didn't want to tell anyone, that. 'What do I do?' Shean panicked. "I ran into a mop," was all he could think of, "Yup. A mop."
"A mop? There aren't any mops around here and anyways they don't clean this base until everyone's asleep." Thomas spoke with doubt.
"Oh, but I did run into a mop," Shean nervously laughed. "See?" He held up the mop from the room he was just in. "A mop." He smiled. 'I sure am glad I grabbed the mop'
"Oooooook," Thomas was beginning to put some clues together and this was his favorite clue. He had seen Shean go into the room with Jarvis and saw Shean walk out holding his gut. "I'm on to you three. Tell you leader that." With that, Thomas walked forward, pushing Shean out of his way.
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"Oh darn. I still can't put it together." Thomas paced around in his room, still thinking about the three new members.
*Whoosh*
The door opened and Karl walked in. "Hey there Lt," He greeted, "What are you up to now? Still trying to convince everyone that those three new members are the 'wanted three'?"
"Karl," Thomas whined, "I know that they are. I just can't prove it yet."
"Whatever Thomas. If you do find any clues, call me." Karl left.
_-_-_-_With Van and Friends_-_-_-_-_
"He hit Shean, Irvine. I'm not sure why, but he did." Van explained.
"Poor Shean," Fiona spoke sympathetically, "I hope he's alright."
"I'll bet he's fine Fiona. Hey Van? Is Thomas still trying to prove that they're the 'wanted three'?" Moonbay wondered. Van smiled and nodded.
_-_-_-With Shean or Seth -_-* At a hallway_-_-_-_-_-_
Shean sighed. It was getting late and he didn't know what to do anymore. 'I can't talk to Jayden right now and I can't find Sarah' He sighed another time. 'What do I do?'
"Hello." Shean jumped upon hearing a voice behind him. He turned around.
"Ugh. Stop sneaking up on me Thomas."
Thomas smiled. "What are you doing here, in the hallway? At night. All by yourself."
Shean sighed a third time. "I was looking for Jay- I mean Jarvis or Sahara. I want to talk to them," He had to tell the truth. He didn't want to keep lying. "Do you have the time to talk with me? Unless you have a" He was cut off by Thomas.
"Sure I'll talk with you. I'm not heartless like your so-called friend and/or leader. Don't worry. I'm a good listener." 'Oooo. This is perfect,' Thomas thought, 'It's a good thing that I brought this voice recorder with me'
They walked to Shean's room and went inside. (A/N: No, They aren't doing bad stuff in there you sickos)
"So? What did you need to tell me?" Thomas asked, turning on the recorder in his pocket. (A/N: Does he have a pocket?)
"Well," Shean started with a sad tone, "First of all, I need to ask you if you saw me and Jarvis go into that room." Thomas nodded, "Oh, ok. Secondly, I want you to know that I totally trust you with everything I'm going to say and believe that you wont tell anyone else."
With that, Thomas felt a ping at his heart. 'He trusts me? He believes me? Can I trust him?' He felt guilty. "Well," Thomas spoke, but was interrupted.
"You see, Thomas. I am not who you think I am. My real name is Seth Tanson. I am indeed a member of the 'wanted three'." Thomas gasped. 'I was right' "Please don't tell anyone Thomas. I trust you. You can't."
Thomas couldn't believe it. He thought that they were cold-hearted nobodies who care about nothing but themselves. 'Why does he trust me so much? I can't take this' He got up and walked towards the door.
"Wait Thomas. Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry Seth. I just can't take anymore of this guilt."
"Huh?" Seth breathed. 'What does he mean?'
"Seth. I. I never liked any of you. I never trusted you. I never showed you any respect and I knew that you were one of the 'wanted three'."
"What?" Seth asked. He didn't get it. 'How could he have known? We fooled everyone else'
"But," Thomas continued, "I trust you now. I trust that you're telling me the truth and for that, you have gained my friendship." Thomas smiled a warm, real smile and turned back to the door.
"Thanks Thomas."
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"Karl. I don't know what to do anymore. He trusts me so much." Thomas told Karl.
"I'm not sure what to do either Thomas, but I don't think you could decide with talk. I think you have to make this decision by yourself. With your heart. (A/N: No! Thomas isn't falling in love with Seth!)
_-_-_-_Somewhere else_-_-_-_
SLAM! "What do you mean you told someone about our secret?!" Jayden had, once again, pinned Seth to the wall.
"H-He won't t-tell sir. I'm s-sure of it," Seth was trembling. He didn't want to get hit again, "I-I trust him. S-Sir! Don't h-hit me a-a-again please." He was begging. He couldn't get out of Jayden's strong grip.
"Oh, so you TRUST him, huh? Don't worry. I won't hit you...HARD!"
Seth closed his eyes again.
BAM!
'Huh?' thought Seth, 'What happened? I didn't feel a thing.' He opened one eye slightly. He gasped. Jayden was on the floor. He opened both eyes and saw....
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Hah! In your face Jayden!. I have to admit that writing this chappie was fairly fun. It sure was long though. Maybe confusing in some points. Hope at least SOME of you enjoyed. I especially hope that my friends RavenWolf and Shadow Vixen enjoyed! I read chapter 7 of 'The History of Bit Cloud' and I love it! Simply love it! You too Shadow Vixen and the story 'Two Colonels and a Sarcastic Thirteen Year-Old'! Oh yeah. Lookin good gals! Pleaz read those fics. I recommend them. Pleaz R+R! Bye for now!
P.S. Pleaz visit my site. The URL is at my bio! Thankies!
Oh, yeah. The ages. I wanna change them. ^_^
Van-18, Fiona-17, Irvine-19, Moonbay-19, Thomas-18, Jarvis-19, Shean-18, Saharah-18, Karl-22, Herman-27, O'connel-21, David-18 (Yes, another OC)
A/N : I have gotten many reviews that have said a lot about my grammar. Give me a break man. I'm trying and I know I suck at story writing, but what I'm doing makes me feel good and you should just deal with it. I've seen many fics out there that have even worse grammar than me and none of their reviews have any complaining. I feel like I'm being picked on and I might just stop story writing, because some of you people just don't get it. If your going to be picky about it than why read any more? I thank those who have given me helpful reviews and have been an encouragement. I'm going to skip some parts, because I just don't have fun writing anymore...
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- A few days later -
"Jarvis!" shouted a tumultuous Shean. "Jarvis, I need to speak to you!" He had been looking for his team leader for a prolonged period of time. The base was larger than any base he has ever seen before. It was very hard to find anyone in there. 'Where could he be?' Shean thought.
Walking around he had spotted Saharah.
"Hey Sahara!" he called, happy to see her. Shean ran to her. "Hi Saharah. Have you seen Jarvis?" he asked hopefully.
"I'm sorry Shean. I can't say I have." Shean sighed. "Why do you ask?"
Shean grabbed Saharah and pulled her into the closest quarter, cautiously looking to see if anyone had seen them go inside.
"You see Sarah. I wanted to talk to him about calling off this scheme of his. Sarah, I have had enough of destroying peoples lives. I want it to stop. Don't you?" she nodded.
"But, Seth. I have already asked him to call it off. It didn't work. He wouldn't allow it. I have seen how caring the people are here and I don't want to ruin it for them." She sighed and started walking towards the door. "Maybe if you try, he'll listen to you. You are his best friend after all." She smiled and left.
Shean ran out the door after Saharah to commence his search for Jarvis once again. BAM! He hadn't been watching where he was going and ran right into someone, knocking them both down.
"Watch where you're going!" shouted a young male voice coming from the person that Shean had run into.
Shean got up, looked down at the guy and gave out his hand, indicating that he would help the guy up. " Sorry. Here, I'll help you up."
"I don't need your help to get up! I'm not and old lady!" came a reply from an angry teen on the ground. He got up and stared at Shean. "Hey, aren't you that Shean guy?" he asked.
Shean nodded slowly.
"Hey, that's prodigious! I've always wanted to meet you. My name is Lt. David Guile." The boy spoke with intoxication.
"Um. Hello David." Shean said with guilt in his voice. He looked David and smiled a fake smile.
Seeing David's outfit, Shean knew he was Republican. He wore the usual uniform of the Republic. His eyes were an azure color and his hair was a golden blonde. The mark on his face was a green squiggly line that started from his right ear and ended at the bridge of his nose. The line was accompanied by three dots of the same color. One stood on his forehead just over his left brow, another on his left cheek, and one in-between his left eye and the bridge of his nose.
Out of the corner of his eye, Shean saw Jarvis. "Excuse me David. I'll talk to you later. Jarvis! JARVIS!" He called, running towards him. He had finally found Jarvis.
"What do you want Shean?" Jarvis asked, a little aggravated. "Can't you see that I'm busy?"
"I'm sorry sir, but I really need to speak to you," Shean spoke, "It's eminently important."
"Fine." Jarvis sighed. They both walked into an empty room. "What is it now?"
"Well, um," Shean said with a little bit of fear in his voice, 'Oh man' he thought 'What if he doesn't agree with me' He gulped, "Sir. I was thinking of, well, calling the whole thing off." He said the last sentence quickly.
"WHAT?!" Jarvis yelled, "You think that after all of my planning I'll just cancel it all? Are you stupid or something?" after saying this, he stared at Shean, "I know. You feel bad for the Guardian Force don't you, Seth?" Seth nodded his head. "Um, sir. They aren't like other people we've met. They're nice and they don't fit the description you had told us."
After he finished his sentence, Jarvis went ballistic. "What do you mean they don't fit my description?! I told you that they're liars! You can't trust them! That's final." Jarvis started off to the door.
"But.." SLAM! Jarvis had quickly ran up to Seth, grabbed his collar, and pinned him against the wall. "When I say that's final. That's final. OK!?" Jarvis barked. "OK?!" he yelled louder, forming his hand into a ball of anger.
"OK! OK! Yes sir!" pleaded Seth. He had never been so terrified in his entire life. He closed his eyes awaiting the blow...
*Whoooosh*
Just then, the door whooshed open and Van emerged. "What are you doing, Jarvis?!" He was shocked. He had never seen them fight at all before. Ignoring Van, Jarvis hit Seth hardheartedly in the stomach and walked out of the room.
Seth sank to the floor. 'Ow'
"Oh my gosh. Shean, are you alright?" Van asked, still in shock. He warily picked up Shean, making sure he was ok.
"I'm ok Van. Thanks," Shean spoke weakly, "I have to go." He pushed Vans arms off and headed for the door.
"But, no Shean. We gotta check you for internal injuries." Van was extremely concerned for his new friend. The look on Sheans face was hard to take. His face showed many emotions including hate, confusion, guilt, and betrayal, but most of all sadness.
"No. ah- I'm alright." Replied Shean. 'I can't believe that Jayden would do this to me' thought Shean. 'I thought we were best friends. I guess that this plan of his is more important than us' He grabbed a mop and walked out of the room trying to ignore the pain.
"What happened to you?" a voice asked from behind Shean. Shean turned around and saw Thomas.
"I uh. I well. I um." Shean wasn't quite sure what to say. If he had told him that Jayden had hit him, then he would ask what they were fighting about, and he didn't want to tell anyone, that. 'What do I do?' Shean panicked. "I ran into a mop," was all he could think of, "Yup. A mop."
"A mop? There aren't any mops around here and anyways they don't clean this base until everyone's asleep." Thomas spoke with doubt.
"Oh, but I did run into a mop," Shean nervously laughed. "See?" He held up the mop from the room he was just in. "A mop." He smiled. 'I sure am glad I grabbed the mop'
"Oooooook," Thomas was beginning to put some clues together and this was his favorite clue. He had seen Shean go into the room with Jarvis and saw Shean walk out holding his gut. "I'm on to you three. Tell you leader that." With that, Thomas walked forward, pushing Shean out of his way.
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"Oh darn. I still can't put it together." Thomas paced around in his room, still thinking about the three new members.
*Whoosh*
The door opened and Karl walked in. "Hey there Lt," He greeted, "What are you up to now? Still trying to convince everyone that those three new members are the 'wanted three'?"
"Karl," Thomas whined, "I know that they are. I just can't prove it yet."
"Whatever Thomas. If you do find any clues, call me." Karl left.
_-_-_-_With Van and Friends_-_-_-_-_
"He hit Shean, Irvine. I'm not sure why, but he did." Van explained.
"Poor Shean," Fiona spoke sympathetically, "I hope he's alright."
"I'll bet he's fine Fiona. Hey Van? Is Thomas still trying to prove that they're the 'wanted three'?" Moonbay wondered. Van smiled and nodded.
_-_-_-With Shean or Seth -_-* At a hallway_-_-_-_-_-_
Shean sighed. It was getting late and he didn't know what to do anymore. 'I can't talk to Jayden right now and I can't find Sarah' He sighed another time. 'What do I do?'
"Hello." Shean jumped upon hearing a voice behind him. He turned around.
"Ugh. Stop sneaking up on me Thomas."
Thomas smiled. "What are you doing here, in the hallway? At night. All by yourself."
Shean sighed a third time. "I was looking for Jay- I mean Jarvis or Sahara. I want to talk to them," He had to tell the truth. He didn't want to keep lying. "Do you have the time to talk with me? Unless you have a" He was cut off by Thomas.
"Sure I'll talk with you. I'm not heartless like your so-called friend and/or leader. Don't worry. I'm a good listener." 'Oooo. This is perfect,' Thomas thought, 'It's a good thing that I brought this voice recorder with me'
They walked to Shean's room and went inside. (A/N: No, They aren't doing bad stuff in there you sickos)
"So? What did you need to tell me?" Thomas asked, turning on the recorder in his pocket. (A/N: Does he have a pocket?)
"Well," Shean started with a sad tone, "First of all, I need to ask you if you saw me and Jarvis go into that room." Thomas nodded, "Oh, ok. Secondly, I want you to know that I totally trust you with everything I'm going to say and believe that you wont tell anyone else."
With that, Thomas felt a ping at his heart. 'He trusts me? He believes me? Can I trust him?' He felt guilty. "Well," Thomas spoke, but was interrupted.
"You see, Thomas. I am not who you think I am. My real name is Seth Tanson. I am indeed a member of the 'wanted three'." Thomas gasped. 'I was right' "Please don't tell anyone Thomas. I trust you. You can't."
Thomas couldn't believe it. He thought that they were cold-hearted nobodies who care about nothing but themselves. 'Why does he trust me so much? I can't take this' He got up and walked towards the door.
"Wait Thomas. Where are you going?"
"I'm sorry Seth. I just can't take anymore of this guilt."
"Huh?" Seth breathed. 'What does he mean?'
"Seth. I. I never liked any of you. I never trusted you. I never showed you any respect and I knew that you were one of the 'wanted three'."
"What?" Seth asked. He didn't get it. 'How could he have known? We fooled everyone else'
"But," Thomas continued, "I trust you now. I trust that you're telling me the truth and for that, you have gained my friendship." Thomas smiled a warm, real smile and turned back to the door.
"Thanks Thomas."
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"Karl. I don't know what to do anymore. He trusts me so much." Thomas told Karl.
"I'm not sure what to do either Thomas, but I don't think you could decide with talk. I think you have to make this decision by yourself. With your heart. (A/N: No! Thomas isn't falling in love with Seth!)
_-_-_-_Somewhere else_-_-_-_
SLAM! "What do you mean you told someone about our secret?!" Jayden had, once again, pinned Seth to the wall.
"H-He won't t-tell sir. I'm s-sure of it," Seth was trembling. He didn't want to get hit again, "I-I trust him. S-Sir! Don't h-hit me a-a-again please." He was begging. He couldn't get out of Jayden's strong grip.
"Oh, so you TRUST him, huh? Don't worry. I won't hit you...HARD!"
Seth closed his eyes again.
BAM!
'Huh?' thought Seth, 'What happened? I didn't feel a thing.' He opened one eye slightly. He gasped. Jayden was on the floor. He opened both eyes and saw....
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Hah! In your face Jayden!. I have to admit that writing this chappie was fairly fun. It sure was long though. Maybe confusing in some points. Hope at least SOME of you enjoyed. I especially hope that my friends RavenWolf and Shadow Vixen enjoyed! I read chapter 7 of 'The History of Bit Cloud' and I love it! Simply love it! You too Shadow Vixen and the story 'Two Colonels and a Sarcastic Thirteen Year-Old'! Oh yeah. Lookin good gals! Pleaz read those fics. I recommend them. Pleaz R+R! Bye for now!
P.S. Pleaz visit my site. The URL is at my bio! Thankies!