Wow, I updated. Go me!
Isaac: ::in a pretty marble sparkly color "Yay. Cheer. Scream.
Yell."::
Anyways...here's the next chapter! ^_^
Chapter 5
Felix squinted slightly in the glare of the computer screen,
pushing his steel rimmed glasses farther up on the bridge of his nose.
His room was littered with junk, pieces of old computers strewn
across his desk, on the floor, filling the corners and hiding the bed.
He was lucky that he had taken up sleeping on the couch weeks ago. The
only thing that truly seemed to be intact was his computer.
"Blood red moon...signs of the Apocalypse..." Felix muttered slightly
as he scanned through another article. "End of the world...yada yada
yada..."
Articles such as the one he was reading had been popping up
around the internet. Sermons on going to be saved, lectures on the wrath
of God for the sinners in the world, but right now he was more interested
in the facts. If it really was the Apocalypse, which he doubted, he
wanted to know.
"Felix! Get off the internet, I want to use the phone!"
His little sister began pounding on the door. Felix sighed,
highlighting the article he had been musing over, copying and pasting it
to Word. "Alright, Jenna. I'm getting off."
"Thank you!" he could hear Jenna bouncing into her own room.
"Alright, let's see what we got here," Felix signed out of the
internet and went into the Word Document. "More preachy stuff...more end
of the world...wait a minute..."
He re-read the last four paragraphs, then skimmed through them
again.
"While this could be what the Bible speaks of as being the last
days, it could also be part of a prophecy older than anything hence
discovered about a choice made for one life, and a destiny that no one
can control," he muttered, pushing up his glasses again. He really
needed to get contacts. "It is believed that this prophecy also relates
back to the Pagan practices of Psynergy, or Alchemy, a study of the
Elements. Not much is known about the prophecy..."
The article went on to talk about more possibilities. Felix
exited the program, but not before he saved it to a disk.
***
*Rain sucks,* Isaac decided, using his arm to shield his face
from the wind driven droplets. *It sucks it sucks it sucks.*
A car drove by, splashing through the puddles in the gutter.
Water washed over Isaac's sneakers.
"Damnit," he muttered. "Why can't I have ONE decent day?"
He walked on, icy water sloshing around the insides of his shoes.
"Isaac!"
Eyes widening, Isaac turned around. Who the hell would call him
by his actual name?
An enormous red truck had pulled up next to the curb, and Garet
was sitting in the driver's seat. "Hey, Isaac, want a ride?"
"What?" Isaac couldn't help but stare. The Captain of the
football team was not only calling him by his actual name, but he was
offering him a ride to school.
It was certainly a moment he would have to savor.
"Do you want a ride?" Garet leaned out of his window. "It's
raining, it's cold, I wouldn't want to be out there and you don't seem to
be enjoying it, so hop in!"
"I'm not a big fan of cars," Isaac admitted, but as he was saying
it his mother's words from a few mornings ago came back to him. "Or are
you still afraid?"
*I'm not afraid,* he told himself. *And if Garet's around, I
might get to avoid having my skin hung on the wall of the guy's locker
room with a little plaque that says "Skin of a Wild Nameless" underneath
it.*
"But sure, why not?" he shrugged, suddenly wondering if Garet was
going to drive off, laughing at him.
"Cool, get in."
More than a little shocked, Isaac walked around the front of
Garet's truck. The front was waxed, polished, and there didn't seem to
be a scratch or a dent anywhere. The red was spotless, the chrome shone
even in the dim light, and the paint seemed to be repelling water. Garet
was probably one of those people that was constantly taking care of his
car and calling it his "baby". Isaac opened the passenger side door and
climbed in. The inside of Garet's car was as nice as the outside, dark
grey leather upholstery and the works, covered by a black seat cover.
The entire interior smelled like the Coca-Cola air freshener swinging
from the rear view mirror.
"Thanks," Isaac muttered, sliding onto the seat and closing the
door behind him.
"Don't mention it," Garet waved it off, waiting for Isaac to
buckle up before he started going.
"If Jenna's making you do stuff like this-"
"Jenna's not making me do anything, I wanted to talk to you,"
Garet said, not looking at Isaac. "Did the rest of the team try anything
yesterday? I know they got Ivan, I was wondering if something happened
with you."
"Well, they tried to rip my head off," Isaac said truthfully.
"But as you can see I am perfectly fine."
Garet remained silent, turning into the school parking lot and
taking up his accustomed place in front of the doors. He put the truck
into park, then turned to Isaac, his eyes hard. "Stay away from them,
Isaac. Especially if I'm not there. They'll try anything to stop you…"
*Do I have a glowing neon sign above my head that says "Freaks,
geeks, and weirdos, Nameless in need of some serious creepiness"?*
"Um...okay," Isaac nodded. "Thanks for the ride, Garet."
He opened the door and was about to jump to the ground when
Garet's voice stopped him.
"They're coming, you know," he said, almost too quiet for Isaac
to hear. "In fact, they're already here, and they'll stop at nothing to
kill you."
Shivering, Isaac got out of the car, ignoring the stares he was
getting, and headed towards the school building.
***
"Hi! I'm Mia!"
Isaac turned around and looked into the blue eyes of a girl
shorter than him, smiling up at him.
"That's nice," was all he could think of to say, sitting down in
front of his locker. He hoped she didn't stick around, lunch was a good
time to think and be alone.
"I'm in your History class, you're Isaac, right?" Mia sat down
next to him, brushing a strand of her blue hair over one shoulder
*That's weird, the guy that called me "Nameless" yesterday on the
motorcycle had blue hair, too,* Isaac mused, watching her movements.
*Must be some stupid new fad. I bet Garet would look pretty funny with
blue hair*
"Yeah," Isaac shrugged, he knew who she was now. Mia Owen, the
new girl.
She'd start calling him Nameless in a week.
"So, have you heard about all of the weird things that have been
going on?" Mia asked, opening her pale blue lunch box. Inside was a
lunch packed so cute it could make someone gag.
*There's even little blue ribbons tying the bags with the blue
flowers all over them!* Isaac made a face. *This chick likes her blue
WAY too much!*
"Not really," Isaac decided it was best to reply to her question.
Maybe she would go away if he was indifferent.
"Oh, it's EVERYWHERE," Mia looked up at him, her blue eyes wide.
"Some people think it's the end of the world, what with the moon turning
red and everything."
"The end of the world, huh?" Isaac almost laughed. "Whatever."
"But some people don't think that it's the end of the world," Mia
became very solemn. "They think it has to do with this prophecy, about
Destiny and a nameless hero. Hey," she cocked her head to one side,
studying him. "Everyone around here calls you Nameless."
"Yeah, something like that," Isaac was barely paying attention.
"Isaac!" Garet strolled up. "Need a ride after school?"
Isaac stared at his apparently former enemy. Garet was being
decent, and calling him by his name, and offering to do favors for him in
the middle of the school.
"Uh...I guess so," Isaac shrugged.
*Well, he keeps me safe from big evil nasty things called jocks,
and now I'm not lying to my mom when I say "Garet Jones is my friend",*
Isaac reasoned with himself. *And hey, maybe someday I can get him to
stop by the apartment so I can prove to my mom that I do indeed hang out
with him.*
"Cool, we might go a few places first, is that okay?"
Now the real battle began. This wasn't just "being civil to the
'enemy'", this was "riding in a car for long periods of time with the
'enemy' he was being civil to". And he didn't like cars. He never
really had, but after the accident.
"Okay," he shrugged weakly. "Thanks, Garet."
"See ya after school," Garet walked off, leaving Isaac more than
a little stunned.
"They call you Nameless, yet you hang out with the Captain of the
football team?" Mia gave him a quizzical look.
*Don't ask me, this is just my life.*
I did it! I finished Chapter 5!
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Yeah, it only took
you...what...three hours?"::
Yeah, this story is a lot of fun to write on, but it REALLY takes up
time. Anyways, I might be updating this a lot faster now, I actually
have a place to which I'm going!
Isaac: ::in a split purple and yellow marker "Just remember that even
though this story might not be TOO much longer, there's a SEQUEL!"::
Yeah, but I'm not going to end it on the next chapter or anything. Now,
review, and tell me how much you love me!
Isaac: ::in silver green "Yeah, because you all know that you do."::
Isaac: ::in a pretty marble sparkly color "Yay. Cheer. Scream.
Yell."::
Anyways...here's the next chapter! ^_^
Chapter 5
Felix squinted slightly in the glare of the computer screen,
pushing his steel rimmed glasses farther up on the bridge of his nose.
His room was littered with junk, pieces of old computers strewn
across his desk, on the floor, filling the corners and hiding the bed.
He was lucky that he had taken up sleeping on the couch weeks ago. The
only thing that truly seemed to be intact was his computer.
"Blood red moon...signs of the Apocalypse..." Felix muttered slightly
as he scanned through another article. "End of the world...yada yada
yada..."
Articles such as the one he was reading had been popping up
around the internet. Sermons on going to be saved, lectures on the wrath
of God for the sinners in the world, but right now he was more interested
in the facts. If it really was the Apocalypse, which he doubted, he
wanted to know.
"Felix! Get off the internet, I want to use the phone!"
His little sister began pounding on the door. Felix sighed,
highlighting the article he had been musing over, copying and pasting it
to Word. "Alright, Jenna. I'm getting off."
"Thank you!" he could hear Jenna bouncing into her own room.
"Alright, let's see what we got here," Felix signed out of the
internet and went into the Word Document. "More preachy stuff...more end
of the world...wait a minute..."
He re-read the last four paragraphs, then skimmed through them
again.
"While this could be what the Bible speaks of as being the last
days, it could also be part of a prophecy older than anything hence
discovered about a choice made for one life, and a destiny that no one
can control," he muttered, pushing up his glasses again. He really
needed to get contacts. "It is believed that this prophecy also relates
back to the Pagan practices of Psynergy, or Alchemy, a study of the
Elements. Not much is known about the prophecy..."
The article went on to talk about more possibilities. Felix
exited the program, but not before he saved it to a disk.
***
*Rain sucks,* Isaac decided, using his arm to shield his face
from the wind driven droplets. *It sucks it sucks it sucks.*
A car drove by, splashing through the puddles in the gutter.
Water washed over Isaac's sneakers.
"Damnit," he muttered. "Why can't I have ONE decent day?"
He walked on, icy water sloshing around the insides of his shoes.
"Isaac!"
Eyes widening, Isaac turned around. Who the hell would call him
by his actual name?
An enormous red truck had pulled up next to the curb, and Garet
was sitting in the driver's seat. "Hey, Isaac, want a ride?"
"What?" Isaac couldn't help but stare. The Captain of the
football team was not only calling him by his actual name, but he was
offering him a ride to school.
It was certainly a moment he would have to savor.
"Do you want a ride?" Garet leaned out of his window. "It's
raining, it's cold, I wouldn't want to be out there and you don't seem to
be enjoying it, so hop in!"
"I'm not a big fan of cars," Isaac admitted, but as he was saying
it his mother's words from a few mornings ago came back to him. "Or are
you still afraid?"
*I'm not afraid,* he told himself. *And if Garet's around, I
might get to avoid having my skin hung on the wall of the guy's locker
room with a little plaque that says "Skin of a Wild Nameless" underneath
it.*
"But sure, why not?" he shrugged, suddenly wondering if Garet was
going to drive off, laughing at him.
"Cool, get in."
More than a little shocked, Isaac walked around the front of
Garet's truck. The front was waxed, polished, and there didn't seem to
be a scratch or a dent anywhere. The red was spotless, the chrome shone
even in the dim light, and the paint seemed to be repelling water. Garet
was probably one of those people that was constantly taking care of his
car and calling it his "baby". Isaac opened the passenger side door and
climbed in. The inside of Garet's car was as nice as the outside, dark
grey leather upholstery and the works, covered by a black seat cover.
The entire interior smelled like the Coca-Cola air freshener swinging
from the rear view mirror.
"Thanks," Isaac muttered, sliding onto the seat and closing the
door behind him.
"Don't mention it," Garet waved it off, waiting for Isaac to
buckle up before he started going.
"If Jenna's making you do stuff like this-"
"Jenna's not making me do anything, I wanted to talk to you,"
Garet said, not looking at Isaac. "Did the rest of the team try anything
yesterday? I know they got Ivan, I was wondering if something happened
with you."
"Well, they tried to rip my head off," Isaac said truthfully.
"But as you can see I am perfectly fine."
Garet remained silent, turning into the school parking lot and
taking up his accustomed place in front of the doors. He put the truck
into park, then turned to Isaac, his eyes hard. "Stay away from them,
Isaac. Especially if I'm not there. They'll try anything to stop you…"
*Do I have a glowing neon sign above my head that says "Freaks,
geeks, and weirdos, Nameless in need of some serious creepiness"?*
"Um...okay," Isaac nodded. "Thanks for the ride, Garet."
He opened the door and was about to jump to the ground when
Garet's voice stopped him.
"They're coming, you know," he said, almost too quiet for Isaac
to hear. "In fact, they're already here, and they'll stop at nothing to
kill you."
Shivering, Isaac got out of the car, ignoring the stares he was
getting, and headed towards the school building.
***
"Hi! I'm Mia!"
Isaac turned around and looked into the blue eyes of a girl
shorter than him, smiling up at him.
"That's nice," was all he could think of to say, sitting down in
front of his locker. He hoped she didn't stick around, lunch was a good
time to think and be alone.
"I'm in your History class, you're Isaac, right?" Mia sat down
next to him, brushing a strand of her blue hair over one shoulder
*That's weird, the guy that called me "Nameless" yesterday on the
motorcycle had blue hair, too,* Isaac mused, watching her movements.
*Must be some stupid new fad. I bet Garet would look pretty funny with
blue hair*
"Yeah," Isaac shrugged, he knew who she was now. Mia Owen, the
new girl.
She'd start calling him Nameless in a week.
"So, have you heard about all of the weird things that have been
going on?" Mia asked, opening her pale blue lunch box. Inside was a
lunch packed so cute it could make someone gag.
*There's even little blue ribbons tying the bags with the blue
flowers all over them!* Isaac made a face. *This chick likes her blue
WAY too much!*
"Not really," Isaac decided it was best to reply to her question.
Maybe she would go away if he was indifferent.
"Oh, it's EVERYWHERE," Mia looked up at him, her blue eyes wide.
"Some people think it's the end of the world, what with the moon turning
red and everything."
"The end of the world, huh?" Isaac almost laughed. "Whatever."
"But some people don't think that it's the end of the world," Mia
became very solemn. "They think it has to do with this prophecy, about
Destiny and a nameless hero. Hey," she cocked her head to one side,
studying him. "Everyone around here calls you Nameless."
"Yeah, something like that," Isaac was barely paying attention.
"Isaac!" Garet strolled up. "Need a ride after school?"
Isaac stared at his apparently former enemy. Garet was being
decent, and calling him by his name, and offering to do favors for him in
the middle of the school.
"Uh...I guess so," Isaac shrugged.
*Well, he keeps me safe from big evil nasty things called jocks,
and now I'm not lying to my mom when I say "Garet Jones is my friend",*
Isaac reasoned with himself. *And hey, maybe someday I can get him to
stop by the apartment so I can prove to my mom that I do indeed hang out
with him.*
"Cool, we might go a few places first, is that okay?"
Now the real battle began. This wasn't just "being civil to the
'enemy'", this was "riding in a car for long periods of time with the
'enemy' he was being civil to". And he didn't like cars. He never
really had, but after the accident.
"Okay," he shrugged weakly. "Thanks, Garet."
"See ya after school," Garet walked off, leaving Isaac more than
a little stunned.
"They call you Nameless, yet you hang out with the Captain of the
football team?" Mia gave him a quizzical look.
*Don't ask me, this is just my life.*
I did it! I finished Chapter 5!
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Yeah, it only took
you...what...three hours?"::
Yeah, this story is a lot of fun to write on, but it REALLY takes up
time. Anyways, I might be updating this a lot faster now, I actually
have a place to which I'm going!
Isaac: ::in a split purple and yellow marker "Just remember that even
though this story might not be TOO much longer, there's a SEQUEL!"::
Yeah, but I'm not going to end it on the next chapter or anything. Now,
review, and tell me how much you love me!
Isaac: ::in silver green "Yeah, because you all know that you do."::