Oh my GOD! I am soooo sorry. I have not updated in awhile…I've had eh…. "personal/school" problems. You know the drill, well anyhow a friend of mine is having trouble, I've been in trouble…stuff. Oh and I started writing this story over 6 months ago.
Ok…You MIGHT get a little confused in this chappy but I don't give a crap. For this chapter I find the theme of it will very much match the song "Nobody's Home" by Avril Lavigne. If you have this song, I recommend turning it on somehow and listening to it over and over again till you finish reading this chapter. Try my homepage; it has the music on it.
dantheman7777: Yeah…sorry about that. But both our stories are good...yours is better.
A pale light swept through the thin yellow curtains blocking the wide-open window in Ulrich and Odd's dorm. There was a calendar on a table at the end of Ulrich's bed. More importantly the calendar said 'October 22'. The image of the month was an Image of Hitokiri Battousai, the famous Assassin of the Japanese Revolution. It was a calendar for the world famous and legendary Samurai.
Odd was strangely up early, he was getting dressed. Ulrich was sleeping, soundly on his side facing the wall. One of his hands was up by his face, the other around his stomach. He was sleeping peacefully, but not so on the inside…
(The Dream)
He was standing in a long dark corridor with walls of stone, and locked doors. He searched desperately for a way out, but found none. Once more he stumbled quickly to yet another door, his hand reached towards the brass knob. After his fingers touched it though, they slipped; his hand was all sweaty. Then the world swirled around him, he was in a graveyard.
-In reality Odd is listening to music-
He limped down the old grass and moss covered trail, stumbling on hidden rocks and holes. A dreary fog surrounded him, and he heard the neigh of an untamed horse. The silver streak flew past him on legs of clouds; it's speed building at each second. Then Ulrich knew what it was, a horse. A mare actually. There were two figures on it. His eyes squinted, a woman and a child. Suddenly…he knew… his hand reached in front of him. "Madre! Mother!!!!!" His voice echoed in his head, as he ran after the horse.
The duo on horse did not here his screams. The next thing he knew, he had caught up, and then he saw the black riders face…he had not seen it that night…it was very much like his, accept for one scar gong down the right cheek. The brown hair was untamed…but only slightly longer than his and it covered his eyes halfway. It was his long lost brother, Joe. Suddenly, he watched as the men slashed through his mother's heart. His face soaked in blood as a black horse whirled past him. A hand reached out and grabbed him, or, his younger self. The silver horse, gave a tremendous neigh and his mother fell to the ground.
He stumbled to his mother's limp body, and reached for her, but could not seem to reach. His blood soaked hand touched her heart, the warmth of her flesh made him feel better, all though this wasn't really happening. Her blood mixed in a small heat against his one finger. Then, Danielle's head turned, her eyes were blank and dark. It spooked him, he parted his lips to scream but no sound came out. The men were gone, and the horse was making all this noise, its face had been wrapped in cloth. Ulrich remembered her name. "Raksha…" The scene was dark, and then he opened again and saw a young girl. She had the same form as Kree, except she was smaller and her body was only in rags and there was a sheathed sword in her hand.
Ulrich felt someone poking him, he turned around and…
"EARTH TO ULRICH YOU CAN WAKE UP NOW!" Odd was poking him on the shoulder. He woke up with a scream, and sweat dripped down his face. It had all seemed so real. All right...it's ok…that was only a dream…my brother's been dead for years now… Ulrich's muscles relaxed and he slowly placed his left hand on his forehead.
"Alright I'm awake!" Ulrich's voice was quivering slightly and fumbling with anger. Odd's smile vanished; but his sarcasm remained.
"Gees don't wake up the dead." Odd chuckled. Ulrich glared.
Odd left and walked to breakfast with the all to famous 'what's his problem' look. Ulrich fumbled stressfully through all his drawers for something to wear. Finally he just grabbed his regular clothes and ran out the door. Some people were loitering around in the hallway, so he dodged them and halted at the bottom of the stairs. He remembered something. Without hesitation he ran to the infirmary; Kree was on the bed by the window. Yumi was in the center, laying on her back sleeping peacefully, just a few scratches, which was all. Ulrich looked at Kree, who seemed to be in a trance, her eyes were open only a little and were very glassy, her right hand in front of it, the fingers twitching slowly. He sighed, then looked away and walked to Yumi, kneeling by her. He could hear her soft breaths as she slept, then she moved. Yumi's eyes opened and she smiled at him, Ulrich smiled also.
The two looked at each other for only three minutes but it seemed like forever. Dorothy walked into the room and looked at Yumi.
"Alright Ms. Ishyama you are free to go." Yumi stood up, and Ulrich helped her off of the bed and watched her walk out. Kree was still staring off. Ulrich was worried about both girls. "Is..Kree alright too?" Dorothy looked down and shook her head. "No. I'm afraid not Mr. Stern. You better run along and eat something." Ulrich nodded and left. As he finished his food at the table Jeremy and Odd were talking about the incident from the other day.
"It just doesn't make sense. Why would Xavia want us so badly? I know he was created by Xana but what could this mean?" Jeremy calculated these errors carefully on a notepad. Odd was also deep in thought. "The only explanation is Xana is stronger." Yumi could only vaguely remember what happened. "Maybe. But Kree might know a bit more." Ulrich looked up from his food, Yumi was staring at Jeremy. Then he heard Theo's voice.
"-And that's how I perfected it." Then Theo came over to their table, Yumi looked off, and Theo smiled solemnly. "Would you go to the movies with me tonight?" Yumi gulped at his words, she gave a strange look at Ulrich, who looked emotionless. But his thoughts raced, if they go, then I'll have some time to myself. He nodded; Yumi smiled and said "yeah..."
Theo danced a bit and then said, "I'll pick you up at seven." She nodded, and he skipped away. After long everyone was surprised. "Hey Yumi," Jeremy asked, "Why were you in the infirmary and not in the hospital, you aren't a boarder?" Yumi looked down. "Actually…I-I…my parents are moving to Japan, and I didn't want to go, so I live here now…and the plane crashed when they landed…so they-" Everyone gasped. Ulrich offered a comforting hand, but it wasn't enough. She ran off to the infirmary, in tears.
"Let's leave her for now, don't worry.." Jeremy's words didn't help Ulrich feel better. He was torn, he knew he really liked Kree, but Yumi was so important to them all. Then Jeremy spoke again. "Odd, Ulrich, you guys go and see Kree and Yumi. I'm going to the factory." They all nodded and scuttled off. Ulrich and Odd had reached the infirmary when Dorothy was long gone to the Principal's office. Odd opened the door halfway and stopped. Ulrich saw what had happened as well. Xavia was standing in the center of the room, laughing menacingly. Ulrich charged to where Kree was but was thrown back by a barrier. "Damn it! Xana you've really got us this time." His hand was bleeding as though a thousand shards of sharp glass hand attacked it.
Odd ran to Yumi who was hiding in the corner and helped her up, then tried to sneak her out of the room but Xavia reached the door first, he touched the knob, and the door was surging with electricity. The walls were as well, not long after, the whole room was filled with electric shock except for the floor. Xavia walked through the barrier easily and reached out to touch Kree's face. Kree awoke from her trance and glared at him, but suddenly fell to the floor unconscious. Ulrich charged, and when his head touched the barrier, he felt the warmth of his own blood against his forehead. Quickly and impatiently he shoved his hands against it, his right hand, covered and smoked in gruesome blood as though he had punched through steel glass; penetrated the barrier and nailed Xavia in the back of the head, but Xavia wasn't about to give up. Ulrich was thrown through the barrier and he landed next to Kree, small red liquids streaming down most of his body. Ulrich forced himself up; he took a look and Kree and aimed right for Xavia's face. His knuckles jammed against it, but then a blinding light surrounded them, Ulrich squinted his eyes before shutting them in pain; then he was surrounded by darkness. It was so cold, and pain surged through his body.
What's happening to me? I'm so light…headed… Ulrich's body collapsed to the ground shortly after Xavia pulled away and vanished. Odd was still trying to make Yumi feel better but to no avail. Ulrich lay bloody and still, his body was not far in front of Kree's.
Hours later. In Ulrich's POV.
I felt heavy as I opened my eyes, Yumi and Odd were next to me, and I felt bandages on most of my body. Also, my vision was blurred. I heard faint voices calling my name. I turned my head and looked at my right hand, it was wrapped in bandages as well. But it still hurt worse than ever. I felt a hand on my forehead, it was hot, it burned, and I parted my lips to speak but it came out as only a series of moans. My head drooped over to my left, Kree was sound asleep, but her entire left arm was wrapped in the white wrap.
I didn't have to wait long before someone dropped water down my throat. I knew it was only a drop, but it felt like and ocean. I tried to move my arm but instead my body singed with pain as I tried moving it. I heard someone call my name again. It was clearer, and my vision got a little better. But I felt hot, like I was being burned alive. I could just make out Dorothy slipping a thermometer in my mouth. I felt Yumi's hand on my cheek, it flowed down and made my face both tingle in warm and singe in pain. She pulled the thermometer from my lips.
"One hundred and four decrees. Poor boy…" Dorothy was placing a cold towel on my forehead. Odd was filling the eyedropper with more water. The clock read 5:00 p.m. I tried to speak but couldn't. My throat felt dry, then suddenly I smelt something, it was warm and luscious. The scent was of steak, a good steak, with sauce on it. That beat the school food by a mile. A piece was ripped and offered to me, Dorothy tried to get it down my throat, but I felt to weak to chew, and I tried in agony. I heard them talking. Yumi's voice was first.
"I remember an old Japanese way of helping, it's even used here." Then Dorothy said. "All right, go on then." Yumi pulled the food from my mouth and started chewing it, half of me thought it disgusting while the other part was relieved for food. She put the food in my mouth and it went clear down my throat. Food. Such a wonderful thing. Then Yumi left, I felt alone, but Odd was talking to me and joking around. I couldn't laugh, but smiling helped. Then Odd left for dinner, and Dorothy went to her office, and I was alone….
You guys want me to update? Please review, I'll be starting chapter five tomorrow. Consider this an early Christmas present. Merry Christmas you guys (and girls)! Also, for every review I get, I will make the chapter a whole paragraph longer.
Kree
