Alright, sorry this took so long. Real life was kicking me in the butt,
but now I'm back!
Ivan: ::singing:: Now you're back, from outer space. I just came in
here to find you with that sad look upon your face-
Shut up, Ivan.
Isaac: ::in reddish-gold "Akiko doesn't own ANYTHING, just the plot."::
Well, if that isn't a post-it note from the Office of the Obvious, I
don't know what is, but thanks Isaac!
Isaac: ::in bluish silver "Anytime!"::
Well, this chapter's a bit on the short side, but enjoy anyways!
Chapter 9
"I don't care what Mia says, I think we should get someone to Isaac's
apartment, and fast," Alex said, strapping on his helmet.
"I know, and I agree with you, that's why I'm coming," Sheba was putting
on the spare helmet. "You can follow us in the truck, right Garet?"
"No problems," Garet nodded. "I'll meet up with you there."
He walked away, listening to Alex revving his bullet bike behind him. He
had just reached his truck when his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Garet! It's me!" Jenna's voice came in through the other end.
"Look, Jenna, I'm gonna have to call you back," he glanced over to see
Alex, his visor up, giving him the glare of death.
"I was just wondering if you saw the eclipse," Jenna told him.
"Yeah, yeah, I saw it, very cool," he replied, turning towards the
street.
There was a News van, and a camera pointing straight at him.
"Garet, you're on the news!" Jenna exclaimed.
"I have to go, bye," he hung up and climbed into the truck.
****
"Felix, check this out!" Jenna pointed at the screen where her boyfriend
was currently getting into his truck. "Garet's on the news!"
"What?" Felix pushed his glasses back up.
"And in further news, a strange…something was found in the Albertson's
Parking Lot," a news anchor was reporting. "The only people here are a
couple of teenagers, who appear to be very ca-"
He was cut off by a blue and silver bullet bike that was driven just a
few inches behind him. The backseat passenger, a girl judging from her
purple skirt, reached out and plucked the microphone from his grasp.
****
Isaac walked down the hall of his apartment, the words Mia had said to
him still repeating themselves in his mind.
"That's why they call you Nameless, Isaac."
He shook his head. *That chick's crazy. Same with all of her little
friends.*
*But…still…that Winged Hydra was no fake…and Alex used Psynergy…* he
shook his head. *But I can't, and I'm not some hero of some stupid
prophecy! They don't know what they're talking about.*
He turned the corner and came to his apartment door. Instead of being
closed and locked like he had expected, the door was slightly ajar.
*Why's the door open?* he felt the beginnings of panic fluttering in his
chest. *Mom probably just left it open…yeah, that's it. She just left
it open. Maybe the guy at the desk told her I was here…maybe…maybe…*
He ran the down the hall and threw the door the rest of the way open.
The living room was in shambles, the cushions of the couch had been
overturned and slashed, the potted plant in the corner had been knocked
over, the split pot spilling soil across the worn carpet. His mother's
purse was on the floor, its contents had been rifled through and tossed
heedlessly about the room.
*She just left her purse here…and someone broke in…that's gotta be it.
It has to be.*
"MOM?!" he yelled, running into the tiny hallway, passing more wreckage
in the kitchen. "Mom, where are you?!"
He got to his mother's room, and ran inside.
Dora was lying on the floor.
*She's alright, they just hit her over the head,* he tried to reason to
himself. *They just knocked her over the head and left with
everything…that's all they did…*
He ran over and kneeled next to her. There were burns running down her
arms and across her face. The ends of her hair were blackened and
burned. The smell was over-powering, but she was still alive. She was
still breathing.
"MOM!" he shook her, gently. A lot of her clothing had large, burned
holes revealing angry red burns across her skin. "Mom…please…you have to
wake up…PLEASE…"
"So big, so big," she murmured, her eyes still closed. "He was so big…"
"Who was so big, Mom?" he asked gently, pulling off his sweatshirt and
rolling it into a pillow for her.
Her eyes snapped open, and she fixed him with a crazed look. "He had
fire in his hand."
*Psynergy,* he realized, noticing that the floor around her was
blackened. *The bastard that did this had Psynergy.*
"Mom, hang on," he told her, gently. "I'm gonna get some help. Just
hold on."
He lifted her head enough to put the make-shift pillow under it before he
turned and went for the phone. He passed by his own room on the way, and
stopped.
His room hadn't been touched…except for a few words burned into the door.
"DESTINY AWAITS NAMELESS"
*****
Oooooh....next chapter coming soon! I hope...
but now I'm back!
Ivan: ::singing:: Now you're back, from outer space. I just came in
here to find you with that sad look upon your face-
Shut up, Ivan.
Isaac: ::in reddish-gold "Akiko doesn't own ANYTHING, just the plot."::
Well, if that isn't a post-it note from the Office of the Obvious, I
don't know what is, but thanks Isaac!
Isaac: ::in bluish silver "Anytime!"::
Well, this chapter's a bit on the short side, but enjoy anyways!
Chapter 9
"I don't care what Mia says, I think we should get someone to Isaac's
apartment, and fast," Alex said, strapping on his helmet.
"I know, and I agree with you, that's why I'm coming," Sheba was putting
on the spare helmet. "You can follow us in the truck, right Garet?"
"No problems," Garet nodded. "I'll meet up with you there."
He walked away, listening to Alex revving his bullet bike behind him. He
had just reached his truck when his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Garet! It's me!" Jenna's voice came in through the other end.
"Look, Jenna, I'm gonna have to call you back," he glanced over to see
Alex, his visor up, giving him the glare of death.
"I was just wondering if you saw the eclipse," Jenna told him.
"Yeah, yeah, I saw it, very cool," he replied, turning towards the
street.
There was a News van, and a camera pointing straight at him.
"Garet, you're on the news!" Jenna exclaimed.
"I have to go, bye," he hung up and climbed into the truck.
****
"Felix, check this out!" Jenna pointed at the screen where her boyfriend
was currently getting into his truck. "Garet's on the news!"
"What?" Felix pushed his glasses back up.
"And in further news, a strange…something was found in the Albertson's
Parking Lot," a news anchor was reporting. "The only people here are a
couple of teenagers, who appear to be very ca-"
He was cut off by a blue and silver bullet bike that was driven just a
few inches behind him. The backseat passenger, a girl judging from her
purple skirt, reached out and plucked the microphone from his grasp.
****
Isaac walked down the hall of his apartment, the words Mia had said to
him still repeating themselves in his mind.
"That's why they call you Nameless, Isaac."
He shook his head. *That chick's crazy. Same with all of her little
friends.*
*But…still…that Winged Hydra was no fake…and Alex used Psynergy…* he
shook his head. *But I can't, and I'm not some hero of some stupid
prophecy! They don't know what they're talking about.*
He turned the corner and came to his apartment door. Instead of being
closed and locked like he had expected, the door was slightly ajar.
*Why's the door open?* he felt the beginnings of panic fluttering in his
chest. *Mom probably just left it open…yeah, that's it. She just left
it open. Maybe the guy at the desk told her I was here…maybe…maybe…*
He ran the down the hall and threw the door the rest of the way open.
The living room was in shambles, the cushions of the couch had been
overturned and slashed, the potted plant in the corner had been knocked
over, the split pot spilling soil across the worn carpet. His mother's
purse was on the floor, its contents had been rifled through and tossed
heedlessly about the room.
*She just left her purse here…and someone broke in…that's gotta be it.
It has to be.*
"MOM?!" he yelled, running into the tiny hallway, passing more wreckage
in the kitchen. "Mom, where are you?!"
He got to his mother's room, and ran inside.
Dora was lying on the floor.
*She's alright, they just hit her over the head,* he tried to reason to
himself. *They just knocked her over the head and left with
everything…that's all they did…*
He ran over and kneeled next to her. There were burns running down her
arms and across her face. The ends of her hair were blackened and
burned. The smell was over-powering, but she was still alive. She was
still breathing.
"MOM!" he shook her, gently. A lot of her clothing had large, burned
holes revealing angry red burns across her skin. "Mom…please…you have to
wake up…PLEASE…"
"So big, so big," she murmured, her eyes still closed. "He was so big…"
"Who was so big, Mom?" he asked gently, pulling off his sweatshirt and
rolling it into a pillow for her.
Her eyes snapped open, and she fixed him with a crazed look. "He had
fire in his hand."
*Psynergy,* he realized, noticing that the floor around her was
blackened. *The bastard that did this had Psynergy.*
"Mom, hang on," he told her, gently. "I'm gonna get some help. Just
hold on."
He lifted her head enough to put the make-shift pillow under it before he
turned and went for the phone. He passed by his own room on the way, and
stopped.
His room hadn't been touched…except for a few words burned into the door.
"DESTINY AWAITS NAMELESS"
*****
Oooooh....next chapter coming soon! I hope...