Okay, uh, I know something comes next, but I can't remember what...
Man, I'm so bored I can't think straight.
Oh! I found and fixed an error in this story where the first three chapters were all screwed up! I don't know how it happened, but for some reason the computer had the second chapter first, the third second, and the first third! I fixed it and it should work right now... @#$ computer!
Also, I didn't realize it till recently, but I seemed to have stopped putting disclaimers on my chapters. I don't know if this happened by accident, or if I stopped doing it on purpose (and I'm too lazy to look), so I'm just going to put one here that should straighten it out for anyone who cares, and then continue not putting them 'cause they annoy me.
I don't own DBZ, and I never will. I'm just a bored teenager with an overactive imagination and too much time on his hands. I've practically made DBZ my religion, but it's not my property so there!!!!
And, I've decided on a name. Her new last name is, dum dum dum! Hintuki!!! Sorry, only one suggestion was made and I had already made one I like, so I used that! Sorry Vee!
Ahh, I feel better! Now, on with the part where Alex interrupts me and we have a short conversation ('cause we all love 'em soo much).
Alex: Did you really need to say that?
Alex Ultra: No, but I'm feeling creative today.
Alex: You didn't say that earlier!
Alex Ultra: Well I'm saying it now, so there!!!
Alex: So what's your point?
Alex Ultra: Uh... ... ... ...
Alex: Well?
Alex Ultra: My sword!
Alex: ?
Alex Ultra: My Titan Sword! Check it out! It rocks!
Alex: Where did that come from?
Alex Ultra: Originally from my fic DragonSword, but then I got one for myself!
Alex: You just had to mention that, didn't you?
Alex Ultra: Yes, I did. [Evil Smirk]
Alex: Fine, but why don't you describe your new 'toy' to your readers? [She's in one of her 'smart' moods right now... hehehe]
Alex Ultra: Okay! Well, it's like a Broad Sword, but better 'cause the middle is hollow making light like a ninja sword!
Alex: And it's electrified...
Alex Ultra: Yeah! Well, technically it's not electric, it's magic. Well, part magic. It's got a lot of design in it (one of my friends designed it, hehehe, he loves swords!) and it's REALLY powerful! The perfect match up for the (strange echoes) FRYING PAN OF DOOM, DEATH, AND TERROR!! Don't you think?
Alex: Uh, yeah. Except it's got light energy, rather than a dark aura.
Alex Ultra: [Smiles stupidly] Yeah, and its name is Titan! It's the sword my original fic [Snaps to an almost commercial quality stare] 'DragonSword, only on FictionPress.net, from the same author that brings you this and many other fics. DragonSword is great!' (Sorry, I couldn't help it...) revolves around. I basically made a copy for me! Eat your heart out Samurai Jack!
Alex: Yeah. Okay.
Alex Ultra: [Swings the sword as his huge eyes watch the thing intently] Oh, man. I love this thing. IT'S PERFECT!!
I know I'm a nutcase; no one has to rub it in. But anyway, if anyone is actually reading this, I have just two more things to say.
First, I love this story, and would never abandon it. I love my reviewers and thank them all with all the sincerity I can muster. The only problem is that I don't have very many of either reviewers or reviews! And considering how old this fic is already, that's kind of disheartening.
And second, I want to advertise my other stories! Most who read this story probably already know about Traveler X so I don't need to go over that one. But to this day I still have no reviews for Hidden Power, the very first fic I ever posted here on ff.n! The result of which is that it hasn't been updated in forever! If enough interest is shown in it, or I finish one of my other fics, I will probably start updating it again. But for now it just sits there, waiting.
Oh, well, that's the end of my sob story. On with the new chapter! Chapter 12.
~~~~~~*** CONTINUES GROWING UP ***~~~~~~
YAY!! I get to go to school! I mean, yeah, I've already been to school before, but I didn't pay much attention the first time. And besides, my parents insisted.
But besides that, it lets me get out of the house and do something, around people!
And besides, as much as I wanted to keep a low profile, I also wanted to show off a bit. Even if it was just a bit.
Jennifer's complaining voice brought me back to reality. "Alex! Let's go already!" I looked over at her, she had on her little pink backpack full of books (she was going to be in seventh grade by then, even though she was only seven) and I could tell she loved wearing that little skirt mom had picked out for her. I was happy for her, but I felt kind of stupid myself. You know, I was getting used to living this life, but I still felt kind of stupid wearing those things I was expected to wear. But, whatever.
Did I mention that I wasn't quite comfortable standing there wearing Pooh-bear jean-shorts and a pink Piglet shirt? Never did like Pooh much...
"Uh, yeah. Let's go." So, we took off (ignoring the bus 'cause we didn't need it...). "Where's your armbands?" I pointed to my own armbands, which actually looked like fingerless gloves that went halfway up my lower arms. They were weighted for training, which is why I wore them. Jenny only shrugged.
We landed. You know, it's kind of nice to live so close to your school, but it makes for an awfully short flight. "See ya after school, kay?"
"Kay!" We went our separate ways as we went to our first classes.
"Ah, here we are!" The teacher of my first class, Mr. Schmidt, gestured in my direction. "Class, we have a very special student coming to our class today. A Miss Alex Hintuki." I received some rather uneasy stares as I stood before the class, I'm sure I was blushing, but I've never blushed before so I really couldn't tell. Hehe, never really felt the need to... yeah.
While I stood there just standing like an idiot I overheard some tidbits of whispering from the class. They included "But she's just a kid!" "Hintuki? As in, Leon Hintuki? No wonder..." "...probably bought her way in..." and "Hey! Sit by me!". That last one came from a blonde girl in the third row.
"Alex has taken a placement test and she was found to be at this level, which is more than I can say for some of you who ACT like they should still be freshmen." His level, berating tone quieted the class quite a bit and he asked me to take my seat. I took the seat next to the girl who was still waving me down.
I didn't know at the time what I was getting in to, until she asked her first question. "So, what's your name?" I nearly fell off my chair as everyone in earshot started laughing uncontrollably, and considering how loudly she spoke, that was the whole class.
"What? What's so funny?" I'm still not exactly sure how I handled that one.
~~ Lunchtime ~~
I was getting my stuff out of my locker, still trying to block out Ruby's constant chatter. It seemed that I had five classes a day with her and she's picked me to be her new best friend, considering we were both fairly new. "Hey! Those are really cool gloves! Can I try one on?"
"Uh, I don't think that's such a good...!" Too late, she was already trying to pick one up, trying being the operative word.
"Wow! These are heavy! Ungh! Rrrgh! Ahh!" She managed to drop the thing on the floor, allowing me to pick it up out of the small crater it made and put it back in my locker, to keep it from getting dirty. "Say, why are those things so heavy?"
I looked at her with a smirk; I had always wanted to see how people would react to my strength. "Uh, heh. They help me get stronger. But besides that, I barely even notice it anyway!" I was laughing, which I think came out as more of a giggle, even though I couldn't hear myself, I'm sure that's how it came out.
"Oh, well okay! Whatever!"
We walked to the lunchroom still talking, me finding myself more and more involved in the chatter, when someone stopped us.
"Hey there!"
I didn't like the look of these guys; they dressed like punks, complete with chained-wallets and nasty hairdos. "Hello."
"Where are you goin', huh? Rich girl?"
"Yeah, I'll bet you've got all sorts of lunch money, hehe."
"Hey! You guys leave her alone!"
"Oh? And why should we do that? Are you gonna stop us?"
"No, but I will, if I have to." The two of them looked at me like I was stupid.
"Oh really? You're gonna stop us? Ha! You and what army?" The second one was in convulsions now, laughing hard enough for the both of them.
And the first one (in the order they first spoke, by the way) was teasing us. "Oh wait, Tim! She might be serious! She could really hurt us! HAHAHA!!!" Now they were both doubling over in laughter.
"I see a little demonstration is in order." I walked over to some nearby stairs and grabbed the handrail, pulling it straight out of the wall. They weren't laughing anymore. "See, I wasn't kidding. But I don't want to hurt you, so I'll just leave you with something to think about..." I didn't even grunt as I bent the steel pipe into a pretzel shape and let it drop to the ground.
They didn't bother us again.
~~ After school ~~
"Hey Jen! You gonna go home?"
"Yeah, why? Aren't you?"
"Nah, I think I'll walk around town for a little while. What about you?"
"I got homework."
I nearly doubled over from the shock of it; it was only the first day of school! "Already!?!?"
"Yeah, I got it in P.E. But it sounds like I should have gotten it in Life Science (another of her classes)."
"Really? What is it?"
"I'm supposed to learn about crickets! What does that have to do with P.E. anyway?"
I laughed, uh, well, I just laughed a little. "Hehe, uh, why don't you go ask dad, huh?"
"Huh? Why?"
"Just do! Okay, see you when I get home!"
"Okay, bye!" She flew off and I went back downstairs to go out the front doors. Fortunately, I didn't have any homework, so I decided I was going to walk around the city for a while. See, I had never really gone to the city, on my own anyway. Remember how I said I lived close? Well, we live about a mile outside the city and two from the school, but I still consider that close so, heh, yeah.
"I know! I'll go see Art!" Oh, and that city is the one where Art is, remember him? I've been getting Gis from him, for me and Jenny both. One more thing I've found out about this world is that there is no Chicago here, or New York, though there is a Washington D.C. The people seem about the same and a bunch of other things are the same, but a lot of the cities are rather different, and at least 20 states have different names. I'm not sure why, really, but I was in one called 'Idali', apparently replacing, uh, the one south of Colorado (I never was very good with Geography). And the city was called 'Black-Star', it was apparently a mining town a long time ago when, ah, you don't want to hear all this, do you?
That's what I thought. The point is that's where I lived, just outside of the largest city in the state. Though still not quite as big as Tokyo.
I was walking around, wait, haven't we already gone over this? No? Okay, well I was on my way to the mall, you know, minding my own business, purposefully taking it slow, when I was stopped by a bunch of guys who looked a lot like those two at school.
"Hey, little girl. Where's your mommy?" The one who seemed to be the leader grinned and moved in, trying to get me into the alley where no one could see. I played along and let them follow me into the darkness of the alley.
"At home." I tried to act nervous, even though I wasn't. I don't know how good my acting is, but they apparently bought it.
"Oh really? Well that's too bad!"
"You know, you really shouldn't be runnin around by yourself out here. It's kinda dangerous."
I smirked a little, earning a few confused glances from some of the gang. "Oh, I don't know. Doesn't seem too dangerous to me." I took a defensive stance to show I was ready for a fight.
"What are you, some kind of idiot?!"
"What do you think you can do to us, huh? Now why don't you just give us everything you got and we'll leave you alone."
I was silent for a while, and just stood without moving. I had no attachment to any of my stuff, but I didn't want them to get it anyway. What made them think they deserved it? "No thanks." I wasn't moving, but my heart was beating. Not of fear, but of excitement. 'Man! Totally Hollywood!' I smiled a bit more.
But they must have thought I was crazy. "Hey! What kind of idiot are you, huh?"
For a while, I didn't say anything, I didn't have anything to say. But then I broke the silence. "Are you guys gonna make the first move? Or am I going to have to go first?"
"What!? Fine! Bill! Teach her why no one challenges us!" The one called Bill nodded his head and cracked his knuckles.
"Little girly's gonna find out what pain means." He didn't sound too smart, which was fine with me 'cause I was gonna knock the stupid out of him.
He tried to kick me in the stomach but I blocked his foot, pulled it up and held it there till he figured out what had just happened. "Looks like you're stuck. Hehe." I let go of his foot and let him get away. Some of the other guys looked at him kind of funny and he looked at me angrily.
"AAAHHH!!!" He tried to punch me in the face from above, which wasn't hard, you know, to come from above.
I grabbed his fist and sent him flying over my shoulder, where he crashed into a trashcan, unconscious.
The others looked shocked for a second, then confused, then angry. "I'll teach YOU!!" One of them came at me with a knife. It was about six inches long with a wooden handle.
And was totally useless.
I grabbed the knife-edge in one hand and smacked the idiot in the gut a couple of times with the other. "Too slow." I smirked as I watched his face turn from anger, to pain, to nothing as he passed out and fell on top of me.
As I gingerly laid him down I heard a click from behind me. Some of the punks had pulled out pistols and had them aimed directly for me.
I narrowed my eyes angrily and smiled dangerously as if to say, 'Go ahead and try.'
"I don't know what you are, but I bet you're not bullet-proof!"
My only thought was 'Bullets are so overrated.' Before I could react, however, he fired off a couple of shots.
The first zinged harmlessly by my ear, I dodged the second, and the third went harmlessly to my side. 'Man, what bad aim!'
Before I could even think of what to do next, the guy to my left started firing off shots. I dodged the first, leaving it to ricochet off the ground behind. "Oh shoot!" And that he did.
I stretched beside me and blocked the bullet with my armband, I caught the next one, and the third one I smacked harmlessly away. Now I was angry. "You idiot!" He stopped in mid shot. "What do you think you're doing!?" From his confused expression I got that he had no idea.
But his buddy did. "Damn it Bobby! You could have killed Nick!" The unconscious body of the guy with the knife was still on the ground beside me, and I had stopped three bullets that otherwise would have hit him.
"Shoot at me fine! But leave other people out of it!" He dropped the gun and stammered uncontrollably, not knowing what to say.
I let him alone and turned to the other guy, the one I guessed to be their leader. "He's fine, but any more out of you and you may find yourselves in hospital beds!"
He put his gun down, letting it drop to the ground. "No way. You saved his life, so you're alright in my book." He smiled a little. "Besides, why try to fight a superhero?"
"Hey, I'm no superhero, do you see me wearing tights? I didn't think so. I'm just a little girl out for a walk. So maybe you should think about what you're doing before you do it, huh?" I smiled as I walked away.
You know? I felt kind of guilty, not cause I didn't turn them in. Rather, it was because, well, I was having WAY too much fun! 'And Alex wins the Oscar for best performance!' I laughed the rest of the way to the mall.
~~ Art's back! ~~
"Hey! Art! You here?" I glided to the back of the sporting-goods shop, passing assorted work-out themed clothes, a bunch of barbells, a whole lot of useless machines that people buy anyway, and a small pharmacy's worth of vitamins and stuff.
"What? Oh! Hey, fly-girl! What's up?"
I smiled at the familiar face. "Nothing much. But hey, do you think you can make me another gi?"
"What happened to the last one?"
I laughed in spite of myself. How was I supposed to tell him I disintegrated it? "Uh, you know, hehe, I, uh, kind of, blew it up." I had a sheepish grin on my face and was playing with the ends of my hair, a habit I had picked up from my sister.
Art only laughed. "Again? Haha! I swear! You go through them faster than Ten-man!" He laughed heartily for a moment, then caught his breath. "Oh, man! Okay, let's get you in back. Any changes this time?"
I smiled; Art didn't like making any two gis exactly alike. "I've got a couple ideas."
~~~~~~*** End of Chapter 12 ***~~~~~~
Well, that's it for this chapter!! What do you think? I think that the street-fight was kept waiting FAR too long!
I would like to take this opportunity to 'toot' someone else's horn, so to speak. See, I'm a reader as well as a writer and I've recently read an incredible fic that I thought I'd advertise here. It's called Collision and Sierrakoi is the author(ess). You can find it at http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1019938. It's a really great Cell fic and I was so impressed with it that I was actually envious!!! (Hey, it happens...) My only regret is that I didn't find it sooner. [pouts despite himself...]
Alex: You pout?
Alex Ultra: Yeah! When I feel like being dramatic!
Alex: [nervous grin] But you're ALWAYS dramatic!
Alex Ultra: EXACTLY!! So I can do as I like! [Hops around dancing like a monkey and shouting and laughing like a madman]
Alex: [confused and disturbed] Okay, that's enough caffeine for you.
Alex Ultra: [now hopping on one foot] Review me before I become contagious!! [Rushes to the screen and makes puppy dog eyes] PLEASE!?!?!?
Alex: [still nervous, confused, and disturbed] Please people? Maybe it will shut him up!?
Alex Ultra: Hah! You can't get on my nerves now! Can you!?
Alex: [Sweatdrop]
AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Caffeine good for me hyper!! HAHAHA!!
And I haven't even had any sugar today, hmm. I'll go have a candy bar!!!
Uh, till next time!
LATER
Man, I'm so bored I can't think straight.
Oh! I found and fixed an error in this story where the first three chapters were all screwed up! I don't know how it happened, but for some reason the computer had the second chapter first, the third second, and the first third! I fixed it and it should work right now... @#$ computer!
Also, I didn't realize it till recently, but I seemed to have stopped putting disclaimers on my chapters. I don't know if this happened by accident, or if I stopped doing it on purpose (and I'm too lazy to look), so I'm just going to put one here that should straighten it out for anyone who cares, and then continue not putting them 'cause they annoy me.
I don't own DBZ, and I never will. I'm just a bored teenager with an overactive imagination and too much time on his hands. I've practically made DBZ my religion, but it's not my property so there!!!!
And, I've decided on a name. Her new last name is, dum dum dum! Hintuki!!! Sorry, only one suggestion was made and I had already made one I like, so I used that! Sorry Vee!
Ahh, I feel better! Now, on with the part where Alex interrupts me and we have a short conversation ('cause we all love 'em soo much).
Alex: Did you really need to say that?
Alex Ultra: No, but I'm feeling creative today.
Alex: You didn't say that earlier!
Alex Ultra: Well I'm saying it now, so there!!!
Alex: So what's your point?
Alex Ultra: Uh... ... ... ...
Alex: Well?
Alex Ultra: My sword!
Alex: ?
Alex Ultra: My Titan Sword! Check it out! It rocks!
Alex: Where did that come from?
Alex Ultra: Originally from my fic DragonSword, but then I got one for myself!
Alex: You just had to mention that, didn't you?
Alex Ultra: Yes, I did. [Evil Smirk]
Alex: Fine, but why don't you describe your new 'toy' to your readers? [She's in one of her 'smart' moods right now... hehehe]
Alex Ultra: Okay! Well, it's like a Broad Sword, but better 'cause the middle is hollow making light like a ninja sword!
Alex: And it's electrified...
Alex Ultra: Yeah! Well, technically it's not electric, it's magic. Well, part magic. It's got a lot of design in it (one of my friends designed it, hehehe, he loves swords!) and it's REALLY powerful! The perfect match up for the (strange echoes) FRYING PAN OF DOOM, DEATH, AND TERROR!! Don't you think?
Alex: Uh, yeah. Except it's got light energy, rather than a dark aura.
Alex Ultra: [Smiles stupidly] Yeah, and its name is Titan! It's the sword my original fic [Snaps to an almost commercial quality stare] 'DragonSword, only on FictionPress.net, from the same author that brings you this and many other fics. DragonSword is great!' (Sorry, I couldn't help it...) revolves around. I basically made a copy for me! Eat your heart out Samurai Jack!
Alex: Yeah. Okay.
Alex Ultra: [Swings the sword as his huge eyes watch the thing intently] Oh, man. I love this thing. IT'S PERFECT!!
I know I'm a nutcase; no one has to rub it in. But anyway, if anyone is actually reading this, I have just two more things to say.
First, I love this story, and would never abandon it. I love my reviewers and thank them all with all the sincerity I can muster. The only problem is that I don't have very many of either reviewers or reviews! And considering how old this fic is already, that's kind of disheartening.
And second, I want to advertise my other stories! Most who read this story probably already know about Traveler X so I don't need to go over that one. But to this day I still have no reviews for Hidden Power, the very first fic I ever posted here on ff.n! The result of which is that it hasn't been updated in forever! If enough interest is shown in it, or I finish one of my other fics, I will probably start updating it again. But for now it just sits there, waiting.
Oh, well, that's the end of my sob story. On with the new chapter! Chapter 12.
~~~~~~*** CONTINUES GROWING UP ***~~~~~~
YAY!! I get to go to school! I mean, yeah, I've already been to school before, but I didn't pay much attention the first time. And besides, my parents insisted.
But besides that, it lets me get out of the house and do something, around people!
And besides, as much as I wanted to keep a low profile, I also wanted to show off a bit. Even if it was just a bit.
Jennifer's complaining voice brought me back to reality. "Alex! Let's go already!" I looked over at her, she had on her little pink backpack full of books (she was going to be in seventh grade by then, even though she was only seven) and I could tell she loved wearing that little skirt mom had picked out for her. I was happy for her, but I felt kind of stupid myself. You know, I was getting used to living this life, but I still felt kind of stupid wearing those things I was expected to wear. But, whatever.
Did I mention that I wasn't quite comfortable standing there wearing Pooh-bear jean-shorts and a pink Piglet shirt? Never did like Pooh much...
"Uh, yeah. Let's go." So, we took off (ignoring the bus 'cause we didn't need it...). "Where's your armbands?" I pointed to my own armbands, which actually looked like fingerless gloves that went halfway up my lower arms. They were weighted for training, which is why I wore them. Jenny only shrugged.
We landed. You know, it's kind of nice to live so close to your school, but it makes for an awfully short flight. "See ya after school, kay?"
"Kay!" We went our separate ways as we went to our first classes.
"Ah, here we are!" The teacher of my first class, Mr. Schmidt, gestured in my direction. "Class, we have a very special student coming to our class today. A Miss Alex Hintuki." I received some rather uneasy stares as I stood before the class, I'm sure I was blushing, but I've never blushed before so I really couldn't tell. Hehe, never really felt the need to... yeah.
While I stood there just standing like an idiot I overheard some tidbits of whispering from the class. They included "But she's just a kid!" "Hintuki? As in, Leon Hintuki? No wonder..." "...probably bought her way in..." and "Hey! Sit by me!". That last one came from a blonde girl in the third row.
"Alex has taken a placement test and she was found to be at this level, which is more than I can say for some of you who ACT like they should still be freshmen." His level, berating tone quieted the class quite a bit and he asked me to take my seat. I took the seat next to the girl who was still waving me down.
I didn't know at the time what I was getting in to, until she asked her first question. "So, what's your name?" I nearly fell off my chair as everyone in earshot started laughing uncontrollably, and considering how loudly she spoke, that was the whole class.
"What? What's so funny?" I'm still not exactly sure how I handled that one.
~~ Lunchtime ~~
I was getting my stuff out of my locker, still trying to block out Ruby's constant chatter. It seemed that I had five classes a day with her and she's picked me to be her new best friend, considering we were both fairly new. "Hey! Those are really cool gloves! Can I try one on?"
"Uh, I don't think that's such a good...!" Too late, she was already trying to pick one up, trying being the operative word.
"Wow! These are heavy! Ungh! Rrrgh! Ahh!" She managed to drop the thing on the floor, allowing me to pick it up out of the small crater it made and put it back in my locker, to keep it from getting dirty. "Say, why are those things so heavy?"
I looked at her with a smirk; I had always wanted to see how people would react to my strength. "Uh, heh. They help me get stronger. But besides that, I barely even notice it anyway!" I was laughing, which I think came out as more of a giggle, even though I couldn't hear myself, I'm sure that's how it came out.
"Oh, well okay! Whatever!"
We walked to the lunchroom still talking, me finding myself more and more involved in the chatter, when someone stopped us.
"Hey there!"
I didn't like the look of these guys; they dressed like punks, complete with chained-wallets and nasty hairdos. "Hello."
"Where are you goin', huh? Rich girl?"
"Yeah, I'll bet you've got all sorts of lunch money, hehe."
"Hey! You guys leave her alone!"
"Oh? And why should we do that? Are you gonna stop us?"
"No, but I will, if I have to." The two of them looked at me like I was stupid.
"Oh really? You're gonna stop us? Ha! You and what army?" The second one was in convulsions now, laughing hard enough for the both of them.
And the first one (in the order they first spoke, by the way) was teasing us. "Oh wait, Tim! She might be serious! She could really hurt us! HAHAHA!!!" Now they were both doubling over in laughter.
"I see a little demonstration is in order." I walked over to some nearby stairs and grabbed the handrail, pulling it straight out of the wall. They weren't laughing anymore. "See, I wasn't kidding. But I don't want to hurt you, so I'll just leave you with something to think about..." I didn't even grunt as I bent the steel pipe into a pretzel shape and let it drop to the ground.
They didn't bother us again.
~~ After school ~~
"Hey Jen! You gonna go home?"
"Yeah, why? Aren't you?"
"Nah, I think I'll walk around town for a little while. What about you?"
"I got homework."
I nearly doubled over from the shock of it; it was only the first day of school! "Already!?!?"
"Yeah, I got it in P.E. But it sounds like I should have gotten it in Life Science (another of her classes)."
"Really? What is it?"
"I'm supposed to learn about crickets! What does that have to do with P.E. anyway?"
I laughed, uh, well, I just laughed a little. "Hehe, uh, why don't you go ask dad, huh?"
"Huh? Why?"
"Just do! Okay, see you when I get home!"
"Okay, bye!" She flew off and I went back downstairs to go out the front doors. Fortunately, I didn't have any homework, so I decided I was going to walk around the city for a while. See, I had never really gone to the city, on my own anyway. Remember how I said I lived close? Well, we live about a mile outside the city and two from the school, but I still consider that close so, heh, yeah.
"I know! I'll go see Art!" Oh, and that city is the one where Art is, remember him? I've been getting Gis from him, for me and Jenny both. One more thing I've found out about this world is that there is no Chicago here, or New York, though there is a Washington D.C. The people seem about the same and a bunch of other things are the same, but a lot of the cities are rather different, and at least 20 states have different names. I'm not sure why, really, but I was in one called 'Idali', apparently replacing, uh, the one south of Colorado (I never was very good with Geography). And the city was called 'Black-Star', it was apparently a mining town a long time ago when, ah, you don't want to hear all this, do you?
That's what I thought. The point is that's where I lived, just outside of the largest city in the state. Though still not quite as big as Tokyo.
I was walking around, wait, haven't we already gone over this? No? Okay, well I was on my way to the mall, you know, minding my own business, purposefully taking it slow, when I was stopped by a bunch of guys who looked a lot like those two at school.
"Hey, little girl. Where's your mommy?" The one who seemed to be the leader grinned and moved in, trying to get me into the alley where no one could see. I played along and let them follow me into the darkness of the alley.
"At home." I tried to act nervous, even though I wasn't. I don't know how good my acting is, but they apparently bought it.
"Oh really? Well that's too bad!"
"You know, you really shouldn't be runnin around by yourself out here. It's kinda dangerous."
I smirked a little, earning a few confused glances from some of the gang. "Oh, I don't know. Doesn't seem too dangerous to me." I took a defensive stance to show I was ready for a fight.
"What are you, some kind of idiot?!"
"What do you think you can do to us, huh? Now why don't you just give us everything you got and we'll leave you alone."
I was silent for a while, and just stood without moving. I had no attachment to any of my stuff, but I didn't want them to get it anyway. What made them think they deserved it? "No thanks." I wasn't moving, but my heart was beating. Not of fear, but of excitement. 'Man! Totally Hollywood!' I smiled a bit more.
But they must have thought I was crazy. "Hey! What kind of idiot are you, huh?"
For a while, I didn't say anything, I didn't have anything to say. But then I broke the silence. "Are you guys gonna make the first move? Or am I going to have to go first?"
"What!? Fine! Bill! Teach her why no one challenges us!" The one called Bill nodded his head and cracked his knuckles.
"Little girly's gonna find out what pain means." He didn't sound too smart, which was fine with me 'cause I was gonna knock the stupid out of him.
He tried to kick me in the stomach but I blocked his foot, pulled it up and held it there till he figured out what had just happened. "Looks like you're stuck. Hehe." I let go of his foot and let him get away. Some of the other guys looked at him kind of funny and he looked at me angrily.
"AAAHHH!!!" He tried to punch me in the face from above, which wasn't hard, you know, to come from above.
I grabbed his fist and sent him flying over my shoulder, where he crashed into a trashcan, unconscious.
The others looked shocked for a second, then confused, then angry. "I'll teach YOU!!" One of them came at me with a knife. It was about six inches long with a wooden handle.
And was totally useless.
I grabbed the knife-edge in one hand and smacked the idiot in the gut a couple of times with the other. "Too slow." I smirked as I watched his face turn from anger, to pain, to nothing as he passed out and fell on top of me.
As I gingerly laid him down I heard a click from behind me. Some of the punks had pulled out pistols and had them aimed directly for me.
I narrowed my eyes angrily and smiled dangerously as if to say, 'Go ahead and try.'
"I don't know what you are, but I bet you're not bullet-proof!"
My only thought was 'Bullets are so overrated.' Before I could react, however, he fired off a couple of shots.
The first zinged harmlessly by my ear, I dodged the second, and the third went harmlessly to my side. 'Man, what bad aim!'
Before I could even think of what to do next, the guy to my left started firing off shots. I dodged the first, leaving it to ricochet off the ground behind. "Oh shoot!" And that he did.
I stretched beside me and blocked the bullet with my armband, I caught the next one, and the third one I smacked harmlessly away. Now I was angry. "You idiot!" He stopped in mid shot. "What do you think you're doing!?" From his confused expression I got that he had no idea.
But his buddy did. "Damn it Bobby! You could have killed Nick!" The unconscious body of the guy with the knife was still on the ground beside me, and I had stopped three bullets that otherwise would have hit him.
"Shoot at me fine! But leave other people out of it!" He dropped the gun and stammered uncontrollably, not knowing what to say.
I let him alone and turned to the other guy, the one I guessed to be their leader. "He's fine, but any more out of you and you may find yourselves in hospital beds!"
He put his gun down, letting it drop to the ground. "No way. You saved his life, so you're alright in my book." He smiled a little. "Besides, why try to fight a superhero?"
"Hey, I'm no superhero, do you see me wearing tights? I didn't think so. I'm just a little girl out for a walk. So maybe you should think about what you're doing before you do it, huh?" I smiled as I walked away.
You know? I felt kind of guilty, not cause I didn't turn them in. Rather, it was because, well, I was having WAY too much fun! 'And Alex wins the Oscar for best performance!' I laughed the rest of the way to the mall.
~~ Art's back! ~~
"Hey! Art! You here?" I glided to the back of the sporting-goods shop, passing assorted work-out themed clothes, a bunch of barbells, a whole lot of useless machines that people buy anyway, and a small pharmacy's worth of vitamins and stuff.
"What? Oh! Hey, fly-girl! What's up?"
I smiled at the familiar face. "Nothing much. But hey, do you think you can make me another gi?"
"What happened to the last one?"
I laughed in spite of myself. How was I supposed to tell him I disintegrated it? "Uh, you know, hehe, I, uh, kind of, blew it up." I had a sheepish grin on my face and was playing with the ends of my hair, a habit I had picked up from my sister.
Art only laughed. "Again? Haha! I swear! You go through them faster than Ten-man!" He laughed heartily for a moment, then caught his breath. "Oh, man! Okay, let's get you in back. Any changes this time?"
I smiled; Art didn't like making any two gis exactly alike. "I've got a couple ideas."
~~~~~~*** End of Chapter 12 ***~~~~~~
Well, that's it for this chapter!! What do you think? I think that the street-fight was kept waiting FAR too long!
I would like to take this opportunity to 'toot' someone else's horn, so to speak. See, I'm a reader as well as a writer and I've recently read an incredible fic that I thought I'd advertise here. It's called Collision and Sierrakoi is the author(ess). You can find it at http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1019938. It's a really great Cell fic and I was so impressed with it that I was actually envious!!! (Hey, it happens...) My only regret is that I didn't find it sooner. [pouts despite himself...]
Alex: You pout?
Alex Ultra: Yeah! When I feel like being dramatic!
Alex: [nervous grin] But you're ALWAYS dramatic!
Alex Ultra: EXACTLY!! So I can do as I like! [Hops around dancing like a monkey and shouting and laughing like a madman]
Alex: [confused and disturbed] Okay, that's enough caffeine for you.
Alex Ultra: [now hopping on one foot] Review me before I become contagious!! [Rushes to the screen and makes puppy dog eyes] PLEASE!?!?!?
Alex: [still nervous, confused, and disturbed] Please people? Maybe it will shut him up!?
Alex Ultra: Hah! You can't get on my nerves now! Can you!?
Alex: [Sweatdrop]
AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Caffeine good for me hyper!! HAHAHA!!
And I haven't even had any sugar today, hmm. I'll go have a candy bar!!!
Uh, till next time!
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