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CHAPTER 19: "Gone in a Heartbeat"
A pair of clear dark blue eyes peered through a glass window. The sun had melted some of the morning's frost that had been found on the car she was riding in. With her hand the little girl traced smiley faces on the window. There was about ten when her mother entered the car. With a smile the little girl showed her the pictures she had drawn with her innocent finger.
"Look mom, since no one is smiling today I drew smiles on my window." The mother for a moment looked angry but then smiled.
"They're nice. It's a shame that no one is smiling today. It's beautiful, Ariel." The sweet twelve-year-old girl settled into her seat and strapped on her seat belt. At first there was a smile on her pale face then she frowned.
"Do you have to work late today?" Her mother sighed and with a sad face replied,
"I might have to work later. My boss is pushing us harder this week because our business is loosing money."
"Why are you loosing money?" Ariel asked worriedly. Her mother started the car.
"I'm not sure sweetheart." Ariel heaved a heavy sigh and she watched her breath hit her window. Just as the car was edging out of the driveway her mother paused and looked back at her daughter.
"Would you like to see grandmother today after school? I could ask her to come and pick you up and you guys could go see a movie or something."
"But what about you?" Ariel replied fingering with her silver and blue streaked hair. It was not a trait in her family to have silver and blue streaked hair. Many people thought Ariel was an albino for her but for her deep blue eyes, she wasn't afraid of the sun. Her mother drove out of the driveway.
"Well I could-" But before she could finish an on coming car flew by and crashed head on into the front driver's side. It was a quick shock. Ariel felt like she was thrown forwards but her belt kept her from hitting into her mother's seat. There was a loud clang with the sound of crushing metal. Her mother had hit the steering wheel. There was the memorable noise of the cell phone but before Ariel knew what was happening she was watching medical personal role her mother away on a bed on wheels.
*~*
"Doctor, come and look at this."
"What?"
"This DNA test, look. No vaccination of any kind, no birth certificate and no one comes up on the computer with that resemblance."
"Come again?" The doctor asked with raised eyebrows.
"According to the computer analyses this man should have lived nearly five hundred years ago."
"How can that be?" The doctor asked looking at the dead man on the operation table. Slowly he touched the man's neck. "He has a pulse! I thought he was pronounced dead."
"He was, I was there when he should have died."
"Make some dang sense already, Pat!"
"I don't know what to make of it, he was dead and now he's alive."
"Whatever. Just keep him alive this time."
"But what do you think about the computer analyses?"
"Ignore it, there's probably a fluke in the system. I hate technology."
"Yes sir." The doctor left the room and the nurse removed the covering over her mouth and stretched the skin on her face.
"I must be going nuts." Suddenly she jumped three feet in the air. "Did you just say something?" she asked startled. The man's chest rose up quickly and the man exhaled and his lips moved.
"I have to, -there was a pause- tell Christa." That was all he said and then he went back to sleep. The nurse trembled slightly and entered the name into the computer. "There is only one Christa Farrah in this city." She said. "Looks like we might have someone who can help you."
*~*
Jett opened the cabinet and took out the stash of potato chips and dip.
"Ah, sweet." He said finding a box of chocolate chips and root beer. "You take better care of yourself than I thought." The dirty blonde teen told the blonde who was watching him raid her kitchen.
"I'm able to find a lot of stuff at fair prices." Christa replied leaning on the fridge. She was wearing blue jeans, socks and white tank and blue jean jacket. She rubbed her forehead and sighed slightly.
"Something on your mind?" Jett asked opening the fridge. The door hit Christa in the back and she hit Jett in the stomach before moving. Jett chuckled; it didn't hurt because he had a steel bricks for abs.
"Ah!" Christa exclaimed rubbed her knuckles. "Hey, wait! That gogurt is mine!"
"Too late." Jett said swallowing the gooey liquid down his throat. He gurgled a little bit to annoy her and went back to hunting in her cabinets. "Hey, Doritos!"
"Oh no!" Christa said reaching for the bag. The two fought and arm-wrestled for the bag of cheesy chips while Erica was showering and Hawk was sleeping on the dirty sofa. Daphne was outside the apartment running laps around the park.
"Cut it out you two!" Hawk yelled bombing them with every stuffed cushion he could get his hands on. When the last pillow was thrown the phone rang and Christa wouldn't give up the chip bag to answer it, neither would Jett. "Somebody answer it." When the phone rang for the sixth time Hawk nearly threw the couch at them both but decided to have mercy upon Christa's nearly trashed furniture and answered the phone.
"Miss Farrah's apartment of quarreling and the utmost destruction at your service." He said into the receiver. There was a loud chuckle before Hawk finally got a response.
"This is Pat Malk at the Red Cross hospital. We seem to have a relative or acquaintance to Miss Farrah."
"Alright." Hawk said uncertainly.
"Please tell her that she is requested to meet with us here at two P.M. That would be in an hour."
"Alright I'll tell her, thank you."
"Thank you." The phone was hung up but the fight for the chips hadn't stopped. Hawk looked with disgust the Christa reached for the bag and tore it from Jett's hands.
"Well when ever you get a free moment." He said catching their attention. "Why don't you just share them?" Christa rolled her eyes and dug out a bowl and poured the chips into it.
"Well who was that?" She asked looking at the man who was frowning at her. For a moment he almost smiled, in an amused but still disgusted sort of way.
"You have to be at the Red Cross hospital at two to meet some lost acquaintance."
"Did they say who it was?"
"They didn't give me any names." He watched the blonde girl pop a chip into her mouth.
"Heh, well I'd better get down there. It takes a good half hour and at this time of day I have nothing else to do."
"Why don't we all go? I don't think it's safe anymore for any of us to go around alone." Hawk said eating a chip himself. The two agreed to this, just as Erica came into the room in a khaki skirt and a dress white shirt.
"Sorry, what did I miss?" She asked politely.
"We're going to take a trip into the city." Jett explained finishing off the chips. Christa frowned and sighed. Her apartment door opened and Daphne jogged in with her cute running shorts on, tennis shoes and sport top.
"I like those shorts, Daphne." Erica remarked.
"I like 'em too." Jett said with a grin. "What are they, Nike?" Daphne tightened her long ponytail and smiled.
"Yeah, Nike was having a great sale yesterday and I need to exercise more."
"Guys, I'm leaving without ya if you don't stop talking and get your butts out the door." Christa said leaving the room.
"Where are we going?" Daphne asked.
"Christa has someone to see in the hospital." Hawk replied leaving after the blonde teen.
"Eh?" The elf princess said looking at Erica for a more understandable explanation but the oriental said nothing.
When they were all piled outside they jumped in Christa's jeep and drove into the city. There was little traffic and made the trip all faster. Jett wriggled in his seat and sigh multiple times.
"Stop moving." Hawk said forcefully.
"I can't help it. I'm not used to seat belts." Jett replied innocently.
"Well get used to them."
"Calm down you guys. We're here." Christa parked her jeep and hopped out of the vehicle. They all got out but made sudden changes in their minds as they looked at the old looking building.
"You don't mind if I take off for awhile by myself." Erica suddenly asked her. "I haven't really gotten a good look around this city."
"Neither have I." Hawk and Jett said in unison. Christa shrugged.
"You guys don't have to ask me. Go on and take off. Just be back in about an hour, alright?" They all agreed to this and went their separate ways.
It had been a long while since Christa had been by herself. It felt relieving and uncomfortable at the same time. She entered the building and was directed by the front office.
As she walked along the halls she was suddenly hit with memories, memories that should've been forgotten. The pain was returning and Christa saw again how her parents died. She paused for a moment and fell one nee.
"Oh, not now." She murmured. It kept replaying over and over in her mind, the scream, the impact, the silence, and the blood and the glass. It kept playing until Christa's eyes were filled with tears and fear. She whimpered silently and jumped when she was touched. She looked with blurry eyes and saw a figure standing infront of her.
"Why are you crying?" The figure was young and female. Christa immediately wiped the tears from her eyes and stood up and sniffed.
"I wasn't."
"But I saw you. I saw your eyes and the pain you felt." Christa looked at the young girl who was almost at her shoulders. She was a tall girl, but very skinny. Her skin was pale and her eyes were a deep blue. She also had interesting hair, silver with blue streaks. It was very straight and fell to her chin line and her bangs were thin. She was a very attractive girl.
"Look, you don't need to worry about what's wrong with me." Christa replied rather sharply. The dark cream walls of the hospital gave her no comfort but this girl was leaving off sweet warmth on Christa. No one was coming down the halls so the girl kept talking to her. It was annoying but somehow Christa reacted like she was talking to a younger sister. They talked more for about five minutes until the girl had received Christa's whole life changing experience.
"What's your name?" Christa asked with a slight smile on her lips. She hadn't smiled in so long.
"Ariel. What's yours?"
"Christa."
"That's a nice name." Christa stared hard at the girl.
"Why were you so interested in me anyway?"
"Because we're the same. I'm about to loose the same thing you lost." A sudden deep hidden sadness came over Ariel's face and she pointed into the doorframe that she hadn't moved from. "I heard that the doctor's talk to each other. They said she only will have a few days at the least to live." A strong deep pity and sympathy came over Christa's heart. * So there is someone who can understand me. * She thought sadly. She shook her blonde hair out of her eyes and felt a sudden sorrow and regret in her soul. * I've been taking my own pain out on other people and it made me bitter and I lost contact with the few people that matter to me. *
But quick as it came the regret left Christa and she remembered the reason why she was there in the first place.
"Well it has been nice talking to you, but I have something I have to do." Ariel leaned on the doorway and the sadness was still over her like a rain cloud.
*~*
Kay was fully awake by the time Christa entered his room. He was sitting on his bed, with all the cord lying on the pillow beside him. He was only dressed in black jeans with his bare chest open to her eyes.
"Why did you ask to see me and how did you end up here?" Christa asked with sudden surprise while catching his eyes. He stared at her thoughtfully and looked her over and then stared back at the floor.
"I've thought it over carefully." Kay began. "With Blaine's death, I realize I can not avenge him alone. I need more than my power."
"What are suggesting? Join me and my group?"
"That's what came into mind after I challenged you." Kay said standing. "But first I need you to do something for me."
"And what would that be." Christa folded her arms. Almost as if he wanted to scream it out loud he controlled himself and whispered in her ear.
"Get me out of here."
CHAPTER 19: "Gone in a Heartbeat"
A pair of clear dark blue eyes peered through a glass window. The sun had melted some of the morning's frost that had been found on the car she was riding in. With her hand the little girl traced smiley faces on the window. There was about ten when her mother entered the car. With a smile the little girl showed her the pictures she had drawn with her innocent finger.
"Look mom, since no one is smiling today I drew smiles on my window." The mother for a moment looked angry but then smiled.
"They're nice. It's a shame that no one is smiling today. It's beautiful, Ariel." The sweet twelve-year-old girl settled into her seat and strapped on her seat belt. At first there was a smile on her pale face then she frowned.
"Do you have to work late today?" Her mother sighed and with a sad face replied,
"I might have to work later. My boss is pushing us harder this week because our business is loosing money."
"Why are you loosing money?" Ariel asked worriedly. Her mother started the car.
"I'm not sure sweetheart." Ariel heaved a heavy sigh and she watched her breath hit her window. Just as the car was edging out of the driveway her mother paused and looked back at her daughter.
"Would you like to see grandmother today after school? I could ask her to come and pick you up and you guys could go see a movie or something."
"But what about you?" Ariel replied fingering with her silver and blue streaked hair. It was not a trait in her family to have silver and blue streaked hair. Many people thought Ariel was an albino for her but for her deep blue eyes, she wasn't afraid of the sun. Her mother drove out of the driveway.
"Well I could-" But before she could finish an on coming car flew by and crashed head on into the front driver's side. It was a quick shock. Ariel felt like she was thrown forwards but her belt kept her from hitting into her mother's seat. There was a loud clang with the sound of crushing metal. Her mother had hit the steering wheel. There was the memorable noise of the cell phone but before Ariel knew what was happening she was watching medical personal role her mother away on a bed on wheels.
*~*
"Doctor, come and look at this."
"What?"
"This DNA test, look. No vaccination of any kind, no birth certificate and no one comes up on the computer with that resemblance."
"Come again?" The doctor asked with raised eyebrows.
"According to the computer analyses this man should have lived nearly five hundred years ago."
"How can that be?" The doctor asked looking at the dead man on the operation table. Slowly he touched the man's neck. "He has a pulse! I thought he was pronounced dead."
"He was, I was there when he should have died."
"Make some dang sense already, Pat!"
"I don't know what to make of it, he was dead and now he's alive."
"Whatever. Just keep him alive this time."
"But what do you think about the computer analyses?"
"Ignore it, there's probably a fluke in the system. I hate technology."
"Yes sir." The doctor left the room and the nurse removed the covering over her mouth and stretched the skin on her face.
"I must be going nuts." Suddenly she jumped three feet in the air. "Did you just say something?" she asked startled. The man's chest rose up quickly and the man exhaled and his lips moved.
"I have to, -there was a pause- tell Christa." That was all he said and then he went back to sleep. The nurse trembled slightly and entered the name into the computer. "There is only one Christa Farrah in this city." She said. "Looks like we might have someone who can help you."
*~*
Jett opened the cabinet and took out the stash of potato chips and dip.
"Ah, sweet." He said finding a box of chocolate chips and root beer. "You take better care of yourself than I thought." The dirty blonde teen told the blonde who was watching him raid her kitchen.
"I'm able to find a lot of stuff at fair prices." Christa replied leaning on the fridge. She was wearing blue jeans, socks and white tank and blue jean jacket. She rubbed her forehead and sighed slightly.
"Something on your mind?" Jett asked opening the fridge. The door hit Christa in the back and she hit Jett in the stomach before moving. Jett chuckled; it didn't hurt because he had a steel bricks for abs.
"Ah!" Christa exclaimed rubbed her knuckles. "Hey, wait! That gogurt is mine!"
"Too late." Jett said swallowing the gooey liquid down his throat. He gurgled a little bit to annoy her and went back to hunting in her cabinets. "Hey, Doritos!"
"Oh no!" Christa said reaching for the bag. The two fought and arm-wrestled for the bag of cheesy chips while Erica was showering and Hawk was sleeping on the dirty sofa. Daphne was outside the apartment running laps around the park.
"Cut it out you two!" Hawk yelled bombing them with every stuffed cushion he could get his hands on. When the last pillow was thrown the phone rang and Christa wouldn't give up the chip bag to answer it, neither would Jett. "Somebody answer it." When the phone rang for the sixth time Hawk nearly threw the couch at them both but decided to have mercy upon Christa's nearly trashed furniture and answered the phone.
"Miss Farrah's apartment of quarreling and the utmost destruction at your service." He said into the receiver. There was a loud chuckle before Hawk finally got a response.
"This is Pat Malk at the Red Cross hospital. We seem to have a relative or acquaintance to Miss Farrah."
"Alright." Hawk said uncertainly.
"Please tell her that she is requested to meet with us here at two P.M. That would be in an hour."
"Alright I'll tell her, thank you."
"Thank you." The phone was hung up but the fight for the chips hadn't stopped. Hawk looked with disgust the Christa reached for the bag and tore it from Jett's hands.
"Well when ever you get a free moment." He said catching their attention. "Why don't you just share them?" Christa rolled her eyes and dug out a bowl and poured the chips into it.
"Well who was that?" She asked looking at the man who was frowning at her. For a moment he almost smiled, in an amused but still disgusted sort of way.
"You have to be at the Red Cross hospital at two to meet some lost acquaintance."
"Did they say who it was?"
"They didn't give me any names." He watched the blonde girl pop a chip into her mouth.
"Heh, well I'd better get down there. It takes a good half hour and at this time of day I have nothing else to do."
"Why don't we all go? I don't think it's safe anymore for any of us to go around alone." Hawk said eating a chip himself. The two agreed to this, just as Erica came into the room in a khaki skirt and a dress white shirt.
"Sorry, what did I miss?" She asked politely.
"We're going to take a trip into the city." Jett explained finishing off the chips. Christa frowned and sighed. Her apartment door opened and Daphne jogged in with her cute running shorts on, tennis shoes and sport top.
"I like those shorts, Daphne." Erica remarked.
"I like 'em too." Jett said with a grin. "What are they, Nike?" Daphne tightened her long ponytail and smiled.
"Yeah, Nike was having a great sale yesterday and I need to exercise more."
"Guys, I'm leaving without ya if you don't stop talking and get your butts out the door." Christa said leaving the room.
"Where are we going?" Daphne asked.
"Christa has someone to see in the hospital." Hawk replied leaving after the blonde teen.
"Eh?" The elf princess said looking at Erica for a more understandable explanation but the oriental said nothing.
When they were all piled outside they jumped in Christa's jeep and drove into the city. There was little traffic and made the trip all faster. Jett wriggled in his seat and sigh multiple times.
"Stop moving." Hawk said forcefully.
"I can't help it. I'm not used to seat belts." Jett replied innocently.
"Well get used to them."
"Calm down you guys. We're here." Christa parked her jeep and hopped out of the vehicle. They all got out but made sudden changes in their minds as they looked at the old looking building.
"You don't mind if I take off for awhile by myself." Erica suddenly asked her. "I haven't really gotten a good look around this city."
"Neither have I." Hawk and Jett said in unison. Christa shrugged.
"You guys don't have to ask me. Go on and take off. Just be back in about an hour, alright?" They all agreed to this and went their separate ways.
It had been a long while since Christa had been by herself. It felt relieving and uncomfortable at the same time. She entered the building and was directed by the front office.
As she walked along the halls she was suddenly hit with memories, memories that should've been forgotten. The pain was returning and Christa saw again how her parents died. She paused for a moment and fell one nee.
"Oh, not now." She murmured. It kept replaying over and over in her mind, the scream, the impact, the silence, and the blood and the glass. It kept playing until Christa's eyes were filled with tears and fear. She whimpered silently and jumped when she was touched. She looked with blurry eyes and saw a figure standing infront of her.
"Why are you crying?" The figure was young and female. Christa immediately wiped the tears from her eyes and stood up and sniffed.
"I wasn't."
"But I saw you. I saw your eyes and the pain you felt." Christa looked at the young girl who was almost at her shoulders. She was a tall girl, but very skinny. Her skin was pale and her eyes were a deep blue. She also had interesting hair, silver with blue streaks. It was very straight and fell to her chin line and her bangs were thin. She was a very attractive girl.
"Look, you don't need to worry about what's wrong with me." Christa replied rather sharply. The dark cream walls of the hospital gave her no comfort but this girl was leaving off sweet warmth on Christa. No one was coming down the halls so the girl kept talking to her. It was annoying but somehow Christa reacted like she was talking to a younger sister. They talked more for about five minutes until the girl had received Christa's whole life changing experience.
"What's your name?" Christa asked with a slight smile on her lips. She hadn't smiled in so long.
"Ariel. What's yours?"
"Christa."
"That's a nice name." Christa stared hard at the girl.
"Why were you so interested in me anyway?"
"Because we're the same. I'm about to loose the same thing you lost." A sudden deep hidden sadness came over Ariel's face and she pointed into the doorframe that she hadn't moved from. "I heard that the doctor's talk to each other. They said she only will have a few days at the least to live." A strong deep pity and sympathy came over Christa's heart. * So there is someone who can understand me. * She thought sadly. She shook her blonde hair out of her eyes and felt a sudden sorrow and regret in her soul. * I've been taking my own pain out on other people and it made me bitter and I lost contact with the few people that matter to me. *
But quick as it came the regret left Christa and she remembered the reason why she was there in the first place.
"Well it has been nice talking to you, but I have something I have to do." Ariel leaned on the doorway and the sadness was still over her like a rain cloud.
*~*
Kay was fully awake by the time Christa entered his room. He was sitting on his bed, with all the cord lying on the pillow beside him. He was only dressed in black jeans with his bare chest open to her eyes.
"Why did you ask to see me and how did you end up here?" Christa asked with sudden surprise while catching his eyes. He stared at her thoughtfully and looked her over and then stared back at the floor.
"I've thought it over carefully." Kay began. "With Blaine's death, I realize I can not avenge him alone. I need more than my power."
"What are suggesting? Join me and my group?"
"That's what came into mind after I challenged you." Kay said standing. "But first I need you to do something for me."
"And what would that be." Christa folded her arms. Almost as if he wanted to scream it out loud he controlled himself and whispered in her ear.
"Get me out of here."