Disclaimer: What do we really own in life? I mean really own? Our houses can always be taken from the bank our cars can be impounded; even our kids can be taken from us for reasons (not that I am old enough to have a house or anything). If we cant own anything of our own then what makes you think that we can own characters like the pretender? Haha sorry I just had to get that out. *looks around to see people cryin* aww don't take it too hard. I don't own anybody but Kara... yes even the other kids all I did was take personalities of people I knew and I muddled their names up. I do own Turtle Bay Jr. Sr. High though! Hey I own my own school! Haha
A/N oh and btw I want to tell you guys that I am gonna put some of my theories at the beginning of each chapter, I based this story on them and I think that you might be able to understand Kara better with them. A big thanx to ShadowElfBard for letting me use her plot kinda (btw read her stories they are really good!) and for reviewing my story, to Ann thanx to you too for reading and reviewing my story. Last but not least thanx to pretender-gurl and I am sorry that Jarod met up with Kara on the net but I had to do it that way you will see why later. On with the story. Please read and review. It makes my day when I come home to see reviews before my very eyes. Oh and if the high school seems kinda small it is because I have never been in a big high school. My high school is really small and I know that high schools are supposed to have more than one floor but ours doesn't. On with the fic please R&R!
Theory of the chapter: Society molds us into what we are. If we lived all alone our outlook on life would be different. Every single thing that we believe is good or bad creates a chain effect that turns us into what we are whether we want it or not. (Don't worry if you don't understand) -By me! (Pretender Fanatic)
6th period (there are only eight periods in the day and 6th is right before lunch)
Psychology Room 118
Turtle Bay Jr. Sr. High School
Blue Cove, Delaware
A group of kids burst into the room laughing and giggling. Jarod heard snatches of their conversation as they walked to their seats.
"So what are the originals?"
"Haha they're us. We have been friends since third grade. Do you ever notice how we can always fall back on each other?"
"Yeah but I mean who are all the originals?"
"Well there is Me, you, Maggie, Resse, Leah, and Dom."
"Isn't it kinda weird how the school board always put us in the same classes? I mean except for that year that Di was in the other fifth grade class we were always together."
"Haha that's cause they do it by IQ Resse. If you are smart you go in the A class everybody else goes to the B class that way they challenge all of us."
Jarod decided to take this time to calm down the class. He walk over to his desk and sat on the top of it. "Good after noon class. My name it Mr. Port. I will be taking over for Mrs. Marcony while she has her toncells being taken out. She left me with a note that we should debate the pros and cons of mind control." After Jarod took rule they started the debate. He paid close attention to the girl known to all as Kara, the girl he meet online. She was unusually tall for her age. He noticed her shoulder length brown hair was layered towards her face. She wore a tight black tank top and a pair of dark blue flares that were a tad too short for her. She had a choker on that had turtle charm in the middle of it surrounded by some black and silver beads. When she laughed her whole face showed her merriment. Jarod's eyes slowly roamed around the class.
He had reason to believe that The Center had something to do with this school. There was a child in here, as far as Jarod could figure out that was in eighth grade, that The Center was exploiting for one of their projects. When Jarod looked into the project he was mortified. They were injecting one of the children with animal chromosomes, wolf chromosomes to be more precise. Apparently stress had something to do with the splitting and adaptation of the chromosomes to the body and so they injected the kid and then tried to erase their memory about the whole episode. Jarod was trying to find the kid before The Center decided to kidnap them once the transformation was complete. From what Jarod gathered it would take about two months for the transformation to be complete. Even though the child would have some outward differences it would mostly be on the inside dealing with their muscles and their reaction time. Jarod took this job so that he could find the child and find a way to keep The Center off their tails. Jarod came back to reality seconds later to a girl in the back raising her hand high in the air.
"Uh yes... Erica? Do you have an opinion on the topic?"
Erica cleared her throat and spoke her part. "Mind control would be good. Like in the book The Giver. If everybody was under mind control the government could control the more dangerous aspects of their personalities and we could still be ourselves."
"Let me guess you want to grow up to work for the government?" Jarod cocked an eyebrow at Erica. The whole class snickered knowing that the substitute was right.
"On the contrary. If we do use mind control people would be forced to make decisions they normally wont make. Every moral that we have makes up who we are if you take away one of those morals such as thoughts about killing then you alter all of the other morals." Kara said. The class continued to debate back and forth. Everybody got their say and both sides had good points. Jarod noted all the people against mind control were what he heard described as the six originals. He had an odd feeling about those kids. They seemed to be good friends. Maybe one of them was the kid that he was looking for. He made a mental note to look up their files later on. His computer beeped and he looked over at it. (He had brought it to school so he would not have to use Mrs. Marcony's computer) He saw that he had an e-mail. Puzzled, Jarod clicked on his inbox and sighed when he saw the e-mail was from Argyle. It read:
Hey J-man,
Uh well to make this short I am in a bit of trouble. You see those gang members that you busted last week, well apparently the leader had a son that you looked over. Now they are in town looking for you. I thought I should let you know.
Argyle
Jarod laughed out loud at Argyle's apprehensiveness. He knew that the gang members would not find them because he went under the nickname J-dawg when he was a gangster. Nobody knew his real name. ( name complements of Argyle) Just as he was about to close the e-mail Takara walked up beside him. She took a glance at the computer then continued to ask her question. "Uh, Mrs. Marcony said that our theories on life were due today. Do you want them?"
Jarod nodded his head and stood up. "Yeah I'll take them. Mrs. Marcony will be out for at least a week so I guess that I will grade them."
Jarod went around and collected all of the papers from the kids. % These will help me narrow down my search for the kid even more. %
9:30 PM
Two days later
Jarod's Hide out
Dover, Delaware
Jarod had gone over all of the theory papers with a fine toothed comb. So far he had found three papers that looked like they had potential to be pretenders. Oddly enough they were all papers of the kids that Takara had called the originals. He had looked at all over their grades and found nothing too out of the ordinary. Reese had had really high grades all of his life and Maggie had had fairly high grades starting in forth grade. Takara had had high really grades until forth grade and then dropped off to just plan high grades. Jarod was leaning towards Resse being the kid but something felt weird about it. From what he gathered Resse worked on his school work all the time. If he was a pretender he would not have to work so hard on his work. So that left Maggie and Takara. Jarod found out during the past two days that Maggie and Kara were really good friends and had been so since third grade. Kara seemed pretty quiet in all of her other classes unless they were with her friends then she tended to be a bit louder. Just then Jarod turned around to see that Kara was on the Internet for the first time in two days. He got on and started talkin to her thinking that maybe he could get some info out of her that might help to solve his problem.
J-man: Hey what's up? You haven't been on in awhile.
Takara: Hi... Mr. Port *grins triumphantly*
J-man: Haha So how did you figure out?
Takara: *grins shyly* well when I came up to ask you a question a few days ago I saw that you had an e-mail open and it was addressed to J-man... You're not really a teacher are you?
J-man: No I'm not but I could be fully qualified if I wanted to be.
Takara: You just don't want to be because of those people that are after you right?
J-man: Yeah... Kara... you said that you have been havin head aches lately right?
Takara: Yeah for about two months now why?
Suddenly it dawned on Jarod. He typed a reply almost as fast as Kara's message appeared on his screen.
J-man: Kara stay in the house. Don't go anywhere. You are in danger. Stay where you are I am coming over.
Jarod got off the computer and speed the whole way to Blue Cove.
Kara sat at her computer perplexed. Twenty minutes later. She sensed someone else in the house. Her mother was at work so she knew that is was not her. She also knew that Mr. Port would probably knock. She got out of her chair and slowly walked towards the door. She opened the door ever so carefully and crept out into the hallway. She snuck down stairs and over to the living room. All of her senses were tuned and her guard was up. As she stuck her head into the living room someone grabbed her from behind. A voice whispered into her ear bearly audible.
"Hello Takara." She growled at this. The voice was the voice from her nightmare. She did not know what do. She let out a deep rumbling growl as he started to caress her hair ever so slightly. She elbowed him in the stomach and as he released his grip on her with a grunt she ran to the front door and zipped out into the front lawn. As she ran into the woods. She heard people yelling and the sound of car tires squealing to a halt. She turned around to see Mr. Port jump out of his car. To her surprise some of the men that were yelling started to advance on him. Terror filled Mr. Ports eyes as he looked around for her. She screamed his name but some one put their hand across her mouth muffling her cry. Jarod heard none the less and looked up at her. He looked past her and yelled.
"Lyle let her go it is me you want." He said as he pulled a gun out of his leather jacket. The man that now had the name Lyle laughed back.
"Nah we want both of you." Just as she was about to attack Lyle in attempt to get free from his grip she felt a numbing blow to her head and her world became one sheet of unending darkness.
TBC
A/n thanx for all of the lovely reviews. I will try to update real soon. SFAM (sorry for any mistakes) I love this story. I really do. So in other words that mean that I will be writing more soon.
A/N oh and btw I want to tell you guys that I am gonna put some of my theories at the beginning of each chapter, I based this story on them and I think that you might be able to understand Kara better with them. A big thanx to ShadowElfBard for letting me use her plot kinda (btw read her stories they are really good!) and for reviewing my story, to Ann thanx to you too for reading and reviewing my story. Last but not least thanx to pretender-gurl and I am sorry that Jarod met up with Kara on the net but I had to do it that way you will see why later. On with the story. Please read and review. It makes my day when I come home to see reviews before my very eyes. Oh and if the high school seems kinda small it is because I have never been in a big high school. My high school is really small and I know that high schools are supposed to have more than one floor but ours doesn't. On with the fic please R&R!
Theory of the chapter: Society molds us into what we are. If we lived all alone our outlook on life would be different. Every single thing that we believe is good or bad creates a chain effect that turns us into what we are whether we want it or not. (Don't worry if you don't understand) -By me! (Pretender Fanatic)
6th period (there are only eight periods in the day and 6th is right before lunch)
Psychology Room 118
Turtle Bay Jr. Sr. High School
Blue Cove, Delaware
A group of kids burst into the room laughing and giggling. Jarod heard snatches of their conversation as they walked to their seats.
"So what are the originals?"
"Haha they're us. We have been friends since third grade. Do you ever notice how we can always fall back on each other?"
"Yeah but I mean who are all the originals?"
"Well there is Me, you, Maggie, Resse, Leah, and Dom."
"Isn't it kinda weird how the school board always put us in the same classes? I mean except for that year that Di was in the other fifth grade class we were always together."
"Haha that's cause they do it by IQ Resse. If you are smart you go in the A class everybody else goes to the B class that way they challenge all of us."
Jarod decided to take this time to calm down the class. He walk over to his desk and sat on the top of it. "Good after noon class. My name it Mr. Port. I will be taking over for Mrs. Marcony while she has her toncells being taken out. She left me with a note that we should debate the pros and cons of mind control." After Jarod took rule they started the debate. He paid close attention to the girl known to all as Kara, the girl he meet online. She was unusually tall for her age. He noticed her shoulder length brown hair was layered towards her face. She wore a tight black tank top and a pair of dark blue flares that were a tad too short for her. She had a choker on that had turtle charm in the middle of it surrounded by some black and silver beads. When she laughed her whole face showed her merriment. Jarod's eyes slowly roamed around the class.
He had reason to believe that The Center had something to do with this school. There was a child in here, as far as Jarod could figure out that was in eighth grade, that The Center was exploiting for one of their projects. When Jarod looked into the project he was mortified. They were injecting one of the children with animal chromosomes, wolf chromosomes to be more precise. Apparently stress had something to do with the splitting and adaptation of the chromosomes to the body and so they injected the kid and then tried to erase their memory about the whole episode. Jarod was trying to find the kid before The Center decided to kidnap them once the transformation was complete. From what Jarod gathered it would take about two months for the transformation to be complete. Even though the child would have some outward differences it would mostly be on the inside dealing with their muscles and their reaction time. Jarod took this job so that he could find the child and find a way to keep The Center off their tails. Jarod came back to reality seconds later to a girl in the back raising her hand high in the air.
"Uh yes... Erica? Do you have an opinion on the topic?"
Erica cleared her throat and spoke her part. "Mind control would be good. Like in the book The Giver. If everybody was under mind control the government could control the more dangerous aspects of their personalities and we could still be ourselves."
"Let me guess you want to grow up to work for the government?" Jarod cocked an eyebrow at Erica. The whole class snickered knowing that the substitute was right.
"On the contrary. If we do use mind control people would be forced to make decisions they normally wont make. Every moral that we have makes up who we are if you take away one of those morals such as thoughts about killing then you alter all of the other morals." Kara said. The class continued to debate back and forth. Everybody got their say and both sides had good points. Jarod noted all the people against mind control were what he heard described as the six originals. He had an odd feeling about those kids. They seemed to be good friends. Maybe one of them was the kid that he was looking for. He made a mental note to look up their files later on. His computer beeped and he looked over at it. (He had brought it to school so he would not have to use Mrs. Marcony's computer) He saw that he had an e-mail. Puzzled, Jarod clicked on his inbox and sighed when he saw the e-mail was from Argyle. It read:
Hey J-man,
Uh well to make this short I am in a bit of trouble. You see those gang members that you busted last week, well apparently the leader had a son that you looked over. Now they are in town looking for you. I thought I should let you know.
Argyle
Jarod laughed out loud at Argyle's apprehensiveness. He knew that the gang members would not find them because he went under the nickname J-dawg when he was a gangster. Nobody knew his real name. ( name complements of Argyle) Just as he was about to close the e-mail Takara walked up beside him. She took a glance at the computer then continued to ask her question. "Uh, Mrs. Marcony said that our theories on life were due today. Do you want them?"
Jarod nodded his head and stood up. "Yeah I'll take them. Mrs. Marcony will be out for at least a week so I guess that I will grade them."
Jarod went around and collected all of the papers from the kids. % These will help me narrow down my search for the kid even more. %
9:30 PM
Two days later
Jarod's Hide out
Dover, Delaware
Jarod had gone over all of the theory papers with a fine toothed comb. So far he had found three papers that looked like they had potential to be pretenders. Oddly enough they were all papers of the kids that Takara had called the originals. He had looked at all over their grades and found nothing too out of the ordinary. Reese had had really high grades all of his life and Maggie had had fairly high grades starting in forth grade. Takara had had high really grades until forth grade and then dropped off to just plan high grades. Jarod was leaning towards Resse being the kid but something felt weird about it. From what he gathered Resse worked on his school work all the time. If he was a pretender he would not have to work so hard on his work. So that left Maggie and Takara. Jarod found out during the past two days that Maggie and Kara were really good friends and had been so since third grade. Kara seemed pretty quiet in all of her other classes unless they were with her friends then she tended to be a bit louder. Just then Jarod turned around to see that Kara was on the Internet for the first time in two days. He got on and started talkin to her thinking that maybe he could get some info out of her that might help to solve his problem.
J-man: Hey what's up? You haven't been on in awhile.
Takara: Hi... Mr. Port *grins triumphantly*
J-man: Haha So how did you figure out?
Takara: *grins shyly* well when I came up to ask you a question a few days ago I saw that you had an e-mail open and it was addressed to J-man... You're not really a teacher are you?
J-man: No I'm not but I could be fully qualified if I wanted to be.
Takara: You just don't want to be because of those people that are after you right?
J-man: Yeah... Kara... you said that you have been havin head aches lately right?
Takara: Yeah for about two months now why?
Suddenly it dawned on Jarod. He typed a reply almost as fast as Kara's message appeared on his screen.
J-man: Kara stay in the house. Don't go anywhere. You are in danger. Stay where you are I am coming over.
Jarod got off the computer and speed the whole way to Blue Cove.
Kara sat at her computer perplexed. Twenty minutes later. She sensed someone else in the house. Her mother was at work so she knew that is was not her. She also knew that Mr. Port would probably knock. She got out of her chair and slowly walked towards the door. She opened the door ever so carefully and crept out into the hallway. She snuck down stairs and over to the living room. All of her senses were tuned and her guard was up. As she stuck her head into the living room someone grabbed her from behind. A voice whispered into her ear bearly audible.
"Hello Takara." She growled at this. The voice was the voice from her nightmare. She did not know what do. She let out a deep rumbling growl as he started to caress her hair ever so slightly. She elbowed him in the stomach and as he released his grip on her with a grunt she ran to the front door and zipped out into the front lawn. As she ran into the woods. She heard people yelling and the sound of car tires squealing to a halt. She turned around to see Mr. Port jump out of his car. To her surprise some of the men that were yelling started to advance on him. Terror filled Mr. Ports eyes as he looked around for her. She screamed his name but some one put their hand across her mouth muffling her cry. Jarod heard none the less and looked up at her. He looked past her and yelled.
"Lyle let her go it is me you want." He said as he pulled a gun out of his leather jacket. The man that now had the name Lyle laughed back.
"Nah we want both of you." Just as she was about to attack Lyle in attempt to get free from his grip she felt a numbing blow to her head and her world became one sheet of unending darkness.
TBC
A/n thanx for all of the lovely reviews. I will try to update real soon. SFAM (sorry for any mistakes) I love this story. I really do. So in other words that mean that I will be writing more soon.