I winced as I lifted my leg up on the sofa to put new bandages. Sure, Raven
could have healed them in second, but I refused. I don't really know why, I
think maybe its some pride thing. Ice wasn't getting HIS injures healed,
and if he could take it, so could I.
His were actually much worse than mine though, he had cuts. All I had were bruises. But trust me, these aren't the kind of purplish bruises you get from falling down on the sidewalk. These are the kinds that turn yellowish, and bruised to the bone. I swore in pain as Starfire assisted me with my bandage changing.
"Oh Naomi, it brings me an aurora of bad emotions to see you in such pain! Is the pain much?" She asked.
"Yeah Star," I replied scrunching up my face, "It's a real booboo."
"Booboo," she repeated sadly. But her sympathy obviously didn't last long, "Look Naomi! That bruise on your leg is in the shape of a bunny!"
"No it isn't," I said critically.
"Turn your head in this angle."
"Ohhh! Now I see it! And the little purple spot in the middle of it is his nose!"
"Why won't you just let me heal you?" Raven asked as she entered the living room.
"I'm not wimping out when Ice can't." I said stubberly. Raven rolled her eyes, and pushed Starfire forcefully off the sofa, and sat down in her place. Star yelped as she hit the ground with a thump.
"Excuse me Raven, but I was attending to my Friend Forevers medical needs!" she said with a note of anger in her voice. Oh no... they weren't going to start fighting are they? Raven ignored her and looked to me.
"Robin wants to know if you can still make the ball tonight." I smiled; I knew Robin hadn't asked her. She was just making sure I was going so that she would have to go alone.
"Of course! My dress will cover the bruises! They already look better than yesterday!"
"Oh! We will have so mush merriment!" Star exclaimed sitting in-between Raven and I.
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"And here's to the Teen Titans! Who have served our city, and for which, we are eternally grateful!" The Mayor looked to us adoringly. I glanced around the long table, filled with the very sophisticated looking people. Everyone at the table drank deep to the Mayors last statement.
"Now, enjoy the on trays!" Then he rushed over to where we were sitting and took a seat as close to us as possible.
"So!" he said loudly so the entire table would see how "close" we are, "How are you fine adolescents doing?"
"Fine," we all chorused together. I looked around the room only royalty would feel at home in. The high ceiling had enormous chandler that sent the bright light scattering in all directions, the china dishes and cups we were dining from were lined with gold.
"Don't they have little plastic sippy cups?" I whispered to Beastboy, "Because I know I'm gonna drop my cup. I always drop it." He smiled as if he thought I was joking, and then he reached for the food that the butlers had placed on the table. After the appetizers, Robin stood up and made a speech. I only have listened to it; having memorized it myself after Robin practiced it out loud all day at the tower.
"We are the protectors for this fine city-" Bla bla bla bla, "Swear to uphold truth, justice will punish the wrongdoers-" This isn't funny, I am going to drop this cup. Ok Naomi, tiny sips, tiny sips. Ok... now slowly...put it back.... on the table. "Our dear friend, Mayor Castro-" This dress it so uncomfortable! The straps keep falling down farther than there supposed to. I'm I showing anything? I leaned over to ask Star. "The Titans will be here, as long as the city needs us. Thank you" Robin concluded
Oh! Done already? I turned my attention to the food. None of it seemed familiar to me. I elbowed BB,
"Hey, what's that weird looking stuff in that blue bowl?" BB shrugged.
"Its caviar," Raven replied dully.
"I don't like it." I said immediately.
"Have you ever even tried it before?"
"No, but I know I don't like it." She rolled her eyes, but gave me a small smile.
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The fancy pants band struck up a lively tune, and the dance floor came alive with dancing. Well, as alive as you can get waltzing. We the Titans stood uncomfortably in one corner of the ballroom. I couldn't help a smiled, the boys looked so cute in their little tuxedos! Especially Beastboy who kept glaring down at his, as if it was insulting to him to wear such a thing. Raven was leaning against the wall, trying to keep to the shadows, this is, and I quote from Raven, "the most horrific experience I have ever had to encounter", for Robin had forced her to wear a dress. Raven had a black medieval looking dress, that had blood red folds in the creases.
And Star was wearing a purple prom type dress. I hear she wore it once before, some thing about a prom on a fancy boat. But Star always got too upset to finish the story. Oh well. I looked out into the sea of elderly aristocrats. I grinned,
"I should go out there and do my sexy dace."
"Naomi! NO! The last thing we need is for you to give the elderly heart attacks!" Beastboy exclaimed in mock horror. I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Come one," Robin said sighing, "We don't want to seem rude, it's bad for our image." Then he got all leader like on us. "Naomi! Cyborg! Go dance in that corner! Raven and Beastboy, go over and dance near the band." He was giving orders like we were on a mission! "And Star and I will dance here." I grinned as I saw him grasp Starfires hand,
"Ok, but try not to stress yourself too much wonder boy!" I looked over and saw Beastboys face, he looked like Robin had just penalized him a death sentence. I could see why, Raven probably isn't someone you would want to have to convince to waltz. The band struck up another tune,
"Come on hommie!" I said cheerfully as I pulled Cyborg to the dance floor. This was just about he funniest thing in the world. Mister. Tinman and Miss elemental were going to waltz. I put one arm out and Cy grasped it, as I put my other arm around his shoulder. Then he placed his mechanical arm around my waist. I started cracking up.
"We are an odd couple, are we not?"
"No way!! We look so cool, Nomi Hommie!"
"Well duh! We are down with the lango, my shizzle! Now, lets waltz gangsta!" Then I thought for a minute, "And try not to step on my feet! Okay home fry?"
"I will do my best, my rizzal."
Ok, lets keep this in tempo, 1234, 1234, 123-"Ow! Get off my foot!" "Sorry!" Ok, 1234, 1234, 1234 "Ow!" He shrugged as he shuffled his feet off of mine
. "You are SUCH a clutz!" He smiled and punched my arm lightly,
"No, you're the clutz, home dawg."
"No, you are!"
"NO, YOU ARE!"
"Cy, don't make my knock you out! Because I'm wearing my bling-bling ring!" I held out my plastic ring I had gotten out of the one-quarter machines at the supermarket.
"Oh no! Don't punch me when you're wearing you bling!" he said pretending to be afraid.
"Yeah that right! You got told!"
"Shut up."
"You shut up!"
"You shut up!"
"You shut up times ten whatever you say!" I said gleefully.
"Shut up times twenty then."
"Ohh, but I'm still times ten ahead of you!!"
"Times infinity!"
"But I'm still times ten ahead of that too! I win!"
"Titans! Time to leave!!" Robin said as he rushed past me, his face was brick red.
"What's his problem?" Cy asked me. I rolled my eyes,
"Lets save time by listing what isn't his problem... and.... I got nothing." He snorted. Then Star came up to my, giggling.
"What's up with our fearless leader?" I asked, hoping it would be something I could use as black mail later.
"Well," she said giggling, "When Robin and I were shuffling our feet to this arrangement of instrumental sounds, I accidentally brushed up against Robin, and... never mind."
My homme and I slowly turned to each other. Our faces slowly twisted into insane smiles, and we busted up laughing. Yay! It was defiantly blackmail material!!
"What's so funny?" asked a suspiciously looking Beastboy from behind me.
"I thought you were dancing with Raven," I said.
"Yes, well, our "dance" was interrupted when she refused to put her arm around my shoulder. She's very disagreeable that one."
"I don't blame her." I said smirking.
"Hey! That wasn't very nice!"
"Oh! Do we get to leave now?" asked Raven; as if that would be the greatest thing that could ever happen to her.
"Yeah, but lets give Robin a few minutes alone first." Everyone laughed, but Beastboy and Raven.
"What? Did I miss something?"
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"Are you sure you don't want to accompany us to the moving picture films?" Starfire asked, eyes wide, trying to copy my trademark-pleading look. "Even Ravens going!"
"No Star," I replied huskily from beneath my bed sheets. "I really don't feel well today." My voice was dry and scratchy.
"All right, but you should really try to consume a nutritional compound of some sorts."
"BB already brought me some soup, and I threw it up, I'll try again a little later."
"Ok, see you in the future hours my friend, please get some sleep." I continued to lay weakly, in a featly position until I could hear the sound of the T- car no longer. I jumped out of my bed, and rushed to freshen my make up and took out my pigtails. I looked in the mirror and decided to lose my uniform. I reached for a white tank top and tight blue jeans. I then wrenched open my window and flew out, not knowing what was in store for me.
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I looked up nervously at the dingy door. I reached my hand to knock, but then brought it back down. I heard angry yelling in the house next to this one. I inhaled deeply, and then I nervously wrapped my knuckles on the door. I waited for some matter of minutes, until the door creaked open.
"Whadda ya want?" Asked my only living relative.
She couldn't be more than 30, but she looked so much older. Premature wrinkles lined her mouth and eyes. She looked like he had never slept in her life; she had enormous bags under her sunken eyes. She had a sickly look to her skin, and her hair hung in clumps around her skull. Her gaunt face seemed pinched, and tight. The only thing that let me know that she was alive was her intense metallic blue eyes.
"Um... may I come in?" I asked hesitantly. She grunted in reply, but stood aside to allow me access into her house. I looked around the small room. It had a thin layer of dust on every surface, which was only a couple of shelves and a small table. Everything was dull colored, except for a small, colorful baby rattle in the corner.
"Uh, hi. My names Naomi." I said uncertainly as she kicked the door shut behind me. "You... might have seen me on T.V. or something.
"Uh," she grunted as she sat on the table and lit up a cigarette. I started to feel even more uncomfortable.
"Well, as I'm sure your aware off, I... come from the past... and you see, and one day." I tugged on my hair nervously, "I was curious to find out about my families descendants, so I looked it up, and my only living relative is...you." I finished lamely.
"So?" she asked as she took a long drag of her cigarette.
"So?" I repeated disbelievingly. Why wasn't she happy about this?
"So, were related! We're...family." I said softly.
"Doesn't mean I care," she said bluntly. I felt like she had driven a knife through my heart. In fact, I wished she had, that would have hurt a lot less than her words.
"I...I..." I stammered. I felt my heart wrench painfully with every beat. I had been so full of hope; hope that I might have a mother again.
"Now, git off mah property, before Ah call the fuzz on chu." I didn't need to be told twice. I whirled around, and opened the door, and left. I walked aimlessly down the ghettos, no hearing, not seeing, only felling the pain of rejection by my family.
I hardly noticed the little tufts of grass that sprang up in my footsteps. A single tear rolled down my face, and where it hit the ground, a small flower popped up in its place. I was so lost in my emotion that I didn't even hear the soft padding of shoes creeping up behind me.
"Little girl, what have Icy b' telling you about déplacement alone in de ghettos?" Ices voice playfully whispered in my ear. I didn't even acknowledge his existence. I just kept walking, staring at the ground of this unfriendly world. He seemed just bursting to tell me how he escaped form the police, and since I wasn't asking, he just blurted it out.
"Dey didn't even get Ice t' d' prison! De tranquilizer wore off before dey tought it would. Americans! Dey just don' know-" He paused. I could practical hear the gears in his head turning as he put the clues together. My traced state, the plants springing up, how low I hung my head.
"Aww, what b' wrong wid little girl? Was someone mean t' her?" He tried to sound taunting, but he just couldn't mask the concern in his voice. I just continued walking.
"Hey, hey, hey!" he gently gripped my shoulder to stop my walking. "Why is my little girl so triste? Why she so down?" I didn't reply.
"Hey! Icy know what t' do! Ice can freeze over anoter store! Non! A mall! Den de little girl can find Ice again! Dis time, Ice will leave a trail of cheese, t' help you find him! Wont dat b' fun?" he asked brightly.
"NO! THAT WON'T BE FUN!" I exploded at him.
Then my voice when all soft and dangerous, "This is just a game to you, isn't it? I left EVERYTHING I had to come here! Because I thought that I actually might be able to do some good in this fucked up world! BUT NO! I end up wasting ALL my time going on wild goose chases after people like you! And you know what?!? Fuck you Ice! GO! Freeze any goddamn thing you want! I'm not wasting any more time on you. Your not worth my time!"
I stalked off. I felt him grab my waist from behind and pressed me to his body.
"Dat wasn't very nice, I b' starting t' tink you not a very sweet little girl anymore," he whispered into my ear. I felt rage pulsing in my veins.
"Don't. You. Ever. Touch. Me." I hissed one word at a time. I ripped his hands off my hips and rocketed into the air, not looking back.
I sailed through the sky until I was far, far away from him. I sighed, and rolled over on my back in the sky, looking up at the clouds. I don't know how long I drifted, I might have never have stopped, but then, my communicator when off, jerking me from my trance. I reached down and grasped it. I flipped it open, and was surprised when I didn't see a familiar face looking back at me.
But instead was a graph of Gothem, with a little blinking dot on the coordinates 50 degrees longitude, and 70 degrees latitude. This was creepy. I was about to call the others, but something stopped me. I'm not sure what. But, I just... didn't. I changed my direction and flew to 50 degrees longitude, and 70 degrees latitude.
StArRt- Ohhh! That's bad! There isn't anything good waiting for her! I can promise you that! Important- a VERY big secret will be reveled in the next chapter! A VERY, VERY big secret! So be prepared for a fight! Anywho, PLEASE REVIEW! Even if you don't have anything to criticize me on! Just let me know how the story is going!
His were actually much worse than mine though, he had cuts. All I had were bruises. But trust me, these aren't the kind of purplish bruises you get from falling down on the sidewalk. These are the kinds that turn yellowish, and bruised to the bone. I swore in pain as Starfire assisted me with my bandage changing.
"Oh Naomi, it brings me an aurora of bad emotions to see you in such pain! Is the pain much?" She asked.
"Yeah Star," I replied scrunching up my face, "It's a real booboo."
"Booboo," she repeated sadly. But her sympathy obviously didn't last long, "Look Naomi! That bruise on your leg is in the shape of a bunny!"
"No it isn't," I said critically.
"Turn your head in this angle."
"Ohhh! Now I see it! And the little purple spot in the middle of it is his nose!"
"Why won't you just let me heal you?" Raven asked as she entered the living room.
"I'm not wimping out when Ice can't." I said stubberly. Raven rolled her eyes, and pushed Starfire forcefully off the sofa, and sat down in her place. Star yelped as she hit the ground with a thump.
"Excuse me Raven, but I was attending to my Friend Forevers medical needs!" she said with a note of anger in her voice. Oh no... they weren't going to start fighting are they? Raven ignored her and looked to me.
"Robin wants to know if you can still make the ball tonight." I smiled; I knew Robin hadn't asked her. She was just making sure I was going so that she would have to go alone.
"Of course! My dress will cover the bruises! They already look better than yesterday!"
"Oh! We will have so mush merriment!" Star exclaimed sitting in-between Raven and I.
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"And here's to the Teen Titans! Who have served our city, and for which, we are eternally grateful!" The Mayor looked to us adoringly. I glanced around the long table, filled with the very sophisticated looking people. Everyone at the table drank deep to the Mayors last statement.
"Now, enjoy the on trays!" Then he rushed over to where we were sitting and took a seat as close to us as possible.
"So!" he said loudly so the entire table would see how "close" we are, "How are you fine adolescents doing?"
"Fine," we all chorused together. I looked around the room only royalty would feel at home in. The high ceiling had enormous chandler that sent the bright light scattering in all directions, the china dishes and cups we were dining from were lined with gold.
"Don't they have little plastic sippy cups?" I whispered to Beastboy, "Because I know I'm gonna drop my cup. I always drop it." He smiled as if he thought I was joking, and then he reached for the food that the butlers had placed on the table. After the appetizers, Robin stood up and made a speech. I only have listened to it; having memorized it myself after Robin practiced it out loud all day at the tower.
"We are the protectors for this fine city-" Bla bla bla bla, "Swear to uphold truth, justice will punish the wrongdoers-" This isn't funny, I am going to drop this cup. Ok Naomi, tiny sips, tiny sips. Ok... now slowly...put it back.... on the table. "Our dear friend, Mayor Castro-" This dress it so uncomfortable! The straps keep falling down farther than there supposed to. I'm I showing anything? I leaned over to ask Star. "The Titans will be here, as long as the city needs us. Thank you" Robin concluded
Oh! Done already? I turned my attention to the food. None of it seemed familiar to me. I elbowed BB,
"Hey, what's that weird looking stuff in that blue bowl?" BB shrugged.
"Its caviar," Raven replied dully.
"I don't like it." I said immediately.
"Have you ever even tried it before?"
"No, but I know I don't like it." She rolled her eyes, but gave me a small smile.
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The fancy pants band struck up a lively tune, and the dance floor came alive with dancing. Well, as alive as you can get waltzing. We the Titans stood uncomfortably in one corner of the ballroom. I couldn't help a smiled, the boys looked so cute in their little tuxedos! Especially Beastboy who kept glaring down at his, as if it was insulting to him to wear such a thing. Raven was leaning against the wall, trying to keep to the shadows, this is, and I quote from Raven, "the most horrific experience I have ever had to encounter", for Robin had forced her to wear a dress. Raven had a black medieval looking dress, that had blood red folds in the creases.
And Star was wearing a purple prom type dress. I hear she wore it once before, some thing about a prom on a fancy boat. But Star always got too upset to finish the story. Oh well. I looked out into the sea of elderly aristocrats. I grinned,
"I should go out there and do my sexy dace."
"Naomi! NO! The last thing we need is for you to give the elderly heart attacks!" Beastboy exclaimed in mock horror. I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Come one," Robin said sighing, "We don't want to seem rude, it's bad for our image." Then he got all leader like on us. "Naomi! Cyborg! Go dance in that corner! Raven and Beastboy, go over and dance near the band." He was giving orders like we were on a mission! "And Star and I will dance here." I grinned as I saw him grasp Starfires hand,
"Ok, but try not to stress yourself too much wonder boy!" I looked over and saw Beastboys face, he looked like Robin had just penalized him a death sentence. I could see why, Raven probably isn't someone you would want to have to convince to waltz. The band struck up another tune,
"Come on hommie!" I said cheerfully as I pulled Cyborg to the dance floor. This was just about he funniest thing in the world. Mister. Tinman and Miss elemental were going to waltz. I put one arm out and Cy grasped it, as I put my other arm around his shoulder. Then he placed his mechanical arm around my waist. I started cracking up.
"We are an odd couple, are we not?"
"No way!! We look so cool, Nomi Hommie!"
"Well duh! We are down with the lango, my shizzle! Now, lets waltz gangsta!" Then I thought for a minute, "And try not to step on my feet! Okay home fry?"
"I will do my best, my rizzal."
Ok, lets keep this in tempo, 1234, 1234, 123-"Ow! Get off my foot!" "Sorry!" Ok, 1234, 1234, 1234 "Ow!" He shrugged as he shuffled his feet off of mine
. "You are SUCH a clutz!" He smiled and punched my arm lightly,
"No, you're the clutz, home dawg."
"No, you are!"
"NO, YOU ARE!"
"Cy, don't make my knock you out! Because I'm wearing my bling-bling ring!" I held out my plastic ring I had gotten out of the one-quarter machines at the supermarket.
"Oh no! Don't punch me when you're wearing you bling!" he said pretending to be afraid.
"Yeah that right! You got told!"
"Shut up."
"You shut up!"
"You shut up!"
"You shut up times ten whatever you say!" I said gleefully.
"Shut up times twenty then."
"Ohh, but I'm still times ten ahead of you!!"
"Times infinity!"
"But I'm still times ten ahead of that too! I win!"
"Titans! Time to leave!!" Robin said as he rushed past me, his face was brick red.
"What's his problem?" Cy asked me. I rolled my eyes,
"Lets save time by listing what isn't his problem... and.... I got nothing." He snorted. Then Star came up to my, giggling.
"What's up with our fearless leader?" I asked, hoping it would be something I could use as black mail later.
"Well," she said giggling, "When Robin and I were shuffling our feet to this arrangement of instrumental sounds, I accidentally brushed up against Robin, and... never mind."
My homme and I slowly turned to each other. Our faces slowly twisted into insane smiles, and we busted up laughing. Yay! It was defiantly blackmail material!!
"What's so funny?" asked a suspiciously looking Beastboy from behind me.
"I thought you were dancing with Raven," I said.
"Yes, well, our "dance" was interrupted when she refused to put her arm around my shoulder. She's very disagreeable that one."
"I don't blame her." I said smirking.
"Hey! That wasn't very nice!"
"Oh! Do we get to leave now?" asked Raven; as if that would be the greatest thing that could ever happen to her.
"Yeah, but lets give Robin a few minutes alone first." Everyone laughed, but Beastboy and Raven.
"What? Did I miss something?"
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"Are you sure you don't want to accompany us to the moving picture films?" Starfire asked, eyes wide, trying to copy my trademark-pleading look. "Even Ravens going!"
"No Star," I replied huskily from beneath my bed sheets. "I really don't feel well today." My voice was dry and scratchy.
"All right, but you should really try to consume a nutritional compound of some sorts."
"BB already brought me some soup, and I threw it up, I'll try again a little later."
"Ok, see you in the future hours my friend, please get some sleep." I continued to lay weakly, in a featly position until I could hear the sound of the T- car no longer. I jumped out of my bed, and rushed to freshen my make up and took out my pigtails. I looked in the mirror and decided to lose my uniform. I reached for a white tank top and tight blue jeans. I then wrenched open my window and flew out, not knowing what was in store for me.
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I looked up nervously at the dingy door. I reached my hand to knock, but then brought it back down. I heard angry yelling in the house next to this one. I inhaled deeply, and then I nervously wrapped my knuckles on the door. I waited for some matter of minutes, until the door creaked open.
"Whadda ya want?" Asked my only living relative.
She couldn't be more than 30, but she looked so much older. Premature wrinkles lined her mouth and eyes. She looked like he had never slept in her life; she had enormous bags under her sunken eyes. She had a sickly look to her skin, and her hair hung in clumps around her skull. Her gaunt face seemed pinched, and tight. The only thing that let me know that she was alive was her intense metallic blue eyes.
"Um... may I come in?" I asked hesitantly. She grunted in reply, but stood aside to allow me access into her house. I looked around the small room. It had a thin layer of dust on every surface, which was only a couple of shelves and a small table. Everything was dull colored, except for a small, colorful baby rattle in the corner.
"Uh, hi. My names Naomi." I said uncertainly as she kicked the door shut behind me. "You... might have seen me on T.V. or something.
"Uh," she grunted as she sat on the table and lit up a cigarette. I started to feel even more uncomfortable.
"Well, as I'm sure your aware off, I... come from the past... and you see, and one day." I tugged on my hair nervously, "I was curious to find out about my families descendants, so I looked it up, and my only living relative is...you." I finished lamely.
"So?" she asked as she took a long drag of her cigarette.
"So?" I repeated disbelievingly. Why wasn't she happy about this?
"So, were related! We're...family." I said softly.
"Doesn't mean I care," she said bluntly. I felt like she had driven a knife through my heart. In fact, I wished she had, that would have hurt a lot less than her words.
"I...I..." I stammered. I felt my heart wrench painfully with every beat. I had been so full of hope; hope that I might have a mother again.
"Now, git off mah property, before Ah call the fuzz on chu." I didn't need to be told twice. I whirled around, and opened the door, and left. I walked aimlessly down the ghettos, no hearing, not seeing, only felling the pain of rejection by my family.
I hardly noticed the little tufts of grass that sprang up in my footsteps. A single tear rolled down my face, and where it hit the ground, a small flower popped up in its place. I was so lost in my emotion that I didn't even hear the soft padding of shoes creeping up behind me.
"Little girl, what have Icy b' telling you about déplacement alone in de ghettos?" Ices voice playfully whispered in my ear. I didn't even acknowledge his existence. I just kept walking, staring at the ground of this unfriendly world. He seemed just bursting to tell me how he escaped form the police, and since I wasn't asking, he just blurted it out.
"Dey didn't even get Ice t' d' prison! De tranquilizer wore off before dey tought it would. Americans! Dey just don' know-" He paused. I could practical hear the gears in his head turning as he put the clues together. My traced state, the plants springing up, how low I hung my head.
"Aww, what b' wrong wid little girl? Was someone mean t' her?" He tried to sound taunting, but he just couldn't mask the concern in his voice. I just continued walking.
"Hey, hey, hey!" he gently gripped my shoulder to stop my walking. "Why is my little girl so triste? Why she so down?" I didn't reply.
"Hey! Icy know what t' do! Ice can freeze over anoter store! Non! A mall! Den de little girl can find Ice again! Dis time, Ice will leave a trail of cheese, t' help you find him! Wont dat b' fun?" he asked brightly.
"NO! THAT WON'T BE FUN!" I exploded at him.
Then my voice when all soft and dangerous, "This is just a game to you, isn't it? I left EVERYTHING I had to come here! Because I thought that I actually might be able to do some good in this fucked up world! BUT NO! I end up wasting ALL my time going on wild goose chases after people like you! And you know what?!? Fuck you Ice! GO! Freeze any goddamn thing you want! I'm not wasting any more time on you. Your not worth my time!"
I stalked off. I felt him grab my waist from behind and pressed me to his body.
"Dat wasn't very nice, I b' starting t' tink you not a very sweet little girl anymore," he whispered into my ear. I felt rage pulsing in my veins.
"Don't. You. Ever. Touch. Me." I hissed one word at a time. I ripped his hands off my hips and rocketed into the air, not looking back.
I sailed through the sky until I was far, far away from him. I sighed, and rolled over on my back in the sky, looking up at the clouds. I don't know how long I drifted, I might have never have stopped, but then, my communicator when off, jerking me from my trance. I reached down and grasped it. I flipped it open, and was surprised when I didn't see a familiar face looking back at me.
But instead was a graph of Gothem, with a little blinking dot on the coordinates 50 degrees longitude, and 70 degrees latitude. This was creepy. I was about to call the others, but something stopped me. I'm not sure what. But, I just... didn't. I changed my direction and flew to 50 degrees longitude, and 70 degrees latitude.
StArRt- Ohhh! That's bad! There isn't anything good waiting for her! I can promise you that! Important- a VERY big secret will be reveled in the next chapter! A VERY, VERY big secret! So be prepared for a fight! Anywho, PLEASE REVIEW! Even if you don't have anything to criticize me on! Just let me know how the story is going!