Chapter 2: Jayme
Jayme was weirded out at Krystle's little story not knowing if it was true, but hey it was interesting. She was a Goth chick and he was a guy who dressed like he wanted to. What did he expect to come from her? No. She was a friend he couldn't think these things, its bad thinking like she wasn't. So he listened and comforted her.
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At lunch he ate with his lunch group: Elaine, Teresa, Roxy, Sandra, and Courtney (a few Mexican girls and one white girl). They had been his friends ever since freshman year. They didn't care about how dorky he looked as long as he acted as he always had. They were some of his best friends. As he ate and he listened to the new gossip and loves lives of the week, but every once in a while he would hear whispering that seemed like it was directed to him, "You are a chosen one." He heard a wispy voice say to him. He jerked around. No one was looking at him and no one seemed to have just turned around. "Your life will be changed forever! It is your destiny!" the voice came again. He started to get chills.
"Are you ok?" Teresa asked
"Do you hear that whispering?" Jayme asked Roxy, who was sitting right next to him. She shook her head and gave Jayme a weird look.
Next Jayme saw some weird chick sit next to him. He didn't say anything cause she seemed to want to be left alone. The next whisper came from her direction, "It will happen soon and when it does don't be afraid." He looked over and she was gone. He was scared. A huge chill went up his spine and lots of voices could be herd "its time" "don't be afraid" "your story has began" "the war is starting". Jayme got up and a warm feeling went racing threw his body and he fell.
"Make the voices stop!" was the last thing he said before he blacked out.
* * * Jayme's mind was racing of memories of good times he had had. The youth group meetings at church with all of his church friends along with his best friend Holly, times at school with his friends, and Online chats with Melanie and various others. "HURRY IS RATE IS DROPPING!" he heard a woman say. Jayme felt pricks in his arms. "The time is here. Are you ready?" the whisper came back. "What are you talking about?" "Your Destiny. Your different from others, you have a choice." "To do what?" "Help win the war. Do you accept?" "I am dead right?" ".Yes." "If I say yes will I live?" "In a way.but you will cause death but save lives as well." "I guess.if I get to live." A feeling of warmth rushed him again and he was standing next to Krystle. "What is this place?" She asked. "A place in which the chosen are to be taught." The weird girl from the cafeteria said. Jayme looks right at her but Krystle seemed to not be able to see her. "This is a weird out come in deed." She seemed to ay to her self out loud. As she stood just looking at them, bricks seem to form around us into walls when nothing was there at all. Stone also formed on the ground. It all looked like a castle out of a fairytale. "Your power have been split." She said looking at Krystle. "They have some how come into this young man. We don't know how this could have happened but your Destinies have been altered. Instead of just you," she pointed at Krystle " fighting the demons, now he as well is destined." She ended up pointing to both of us, "now together you are destined to fight the damned ones." She put her hands together, "each of you have half the power of a slayer, you both must work together to do the task of one." She had put her hands apart and back together again. Jayme now could see that Krystle could now see the weird woman standing before her. The weird woman looked around 17 maybe 18 years old. She was sickly pale with black poofy hair. She wore a white robe that almost touched the ground. "I was to be your guardian and tutor in the way of the slayer having been one my self. But this calls for a greater guardian. One more powerful then I am." She said as a cloaked figure wearing all black stepped in the room. OMG its death! Jayme thought in fear as the cloaked figure walked in. Shore enough the figure had a scythe just barley concealed in the cloak. "I am number 314908 of the death legion, you may." bone like hand was out to shake our hands when all of a sudden 314908's voice changed from a deep voice to a soft gentle voice, "JAYME IS THAT YOU!" She pulled her hood back and the face of Jayme's best friend was there. It was Holly. Holly Jayme's best friend and God-Sister was death. Who would have thought this was possible.
Jayme was weirded out at Krystle's little story not knowing if it was true, but hey it was interesting. She was a Goth chick and he was a guy who dressed like he wanted to. What did he expect to come from her? No. She was a friend he couldn't think these things, its bad thinking like she wasn't. So he listened and comforted her.
* * *
At lunch he ate with his lunch group: Elaine, Teresa, Roxy, Sandra, and Courtney (a few Mexican girls and one white girl). They had been his friends ever since freshman year. They didn't care about how dorky he looked as long as he acted as he always had. They were some of his best friends. As he ate and he listened to the new gossip and loves lives of the week, but every once in a while he would hear whispering that seemed like it was directed to him, "You are a chosen one." He heard a wispy voice say to him. He jerked around. No one was looking at him and no one seemed to have just turned around. "Your life will be changed forever! It is your destiny!" the voice came again. He started to get chills.
"Are you ok?" Teresa asked
"Do you hear that whispering?" Jayme asked Roxy, who was sitting right next to him. She shook her head and gave Jayme a weird look.
Next Jayme saw some weird chick sit next to him. He didn't say anything cause she seemed to want to be left alone. The next whisper came from her direction, "It will happen soon and when it does don't be afraid." He looked over and she was gone. He was scared. A huge chill went up his spine and lots of voices could be herd "its time" "don't be afraid" "your story has began" "the war is starting". Jayme got up and a warm feeling went racing threw his body and he fell.
"Make the voices stop!" was the last thing he said before he blacked out.
* * * Jayme's mind was racing of memories of good times he had had. The youth group meetings at church with all of his church friends along with his best friend Holly, times at school with his friends, and Online chats with Melanie and various others. "HURRY IS RATE IS DROPPING!" he heard a woman say. Jayme felt pricks in his arms. "The time is here. Are you ready?" the whisper came back. "What are you talking about?" "Your Destiny. Your different from others, you have a choice." "To do what?" "Help win the war. Do you accept?" "I am dead right?" ".Yes." "If I say yes will I live?" "In a way.but you will cause death but save lives as well." "I guess.if I get to live." A feeling of warmth rushed him again and he was standing next to Krystle. "What is this place?" She asked. "A place in which the chosen are to be taught." The weird girl from the cafeteria said. Jayme looks right at her but Krystle seemed to not be able to see her. "This is a weird out come in deed." She seemed to ay to her self out loud. As she stood just looking at them, bricks seem to form around us into walls when nothing was there at all. Stone also formed on the ground. It all looked like a castle out of a fairytale. "Your power have been split." She said looking at Krystle. "They have some how come into this young man. We don't know how this could have happened but your Destinies have been altered. Instead of just you," she pointed at Krystle " fighting the demons, now he as well is destined." She ended up pointing to both of us, "now together you are destined to fight the damned ones." She put her hands together, "each of you have half the power of a slayer, you both must work together to do the task of one." She had put her hands apart and back together again. Jayme now could see that Krystle could now see the weird woman standing before her. The weird woman looked around 17 maybe 18 years old. She was sickly pale with black poofy hair. She wore a white robe that almost touched the ground. "I was to be your guardian and tutor in the way of the slayer having been one my self. But this calls for a greater guardian. One more powerful then I am." She said as a cloaked figure wearing all black stepped in the room. OMG its death! Jayme thought in fear as the cloaked figure walked in. Shore enough the figure had a scythe just barley concealed in the cloak. "I am number 314908 of the death legion, you may." bone like hand was out to shake our hands when all of a sudden 314908's voice changed from a deep voice to a soft gentle voice, "JAYME IS THAT YOU!" She pulled her hood back and the face of Jayme's best friend was there. It was Holly. Holly Jayme's best friend and God-Sister was death. Who would have thought this was possible.