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Ch.3 The Arrival
Danny yawned in his seat as he stared outside his little window on the plane he was on. The view of Jump City from here was breathtaking. He could see the entire city in the orange horizon. He checked his watch, it was six thirty. Their flight had been delayed for quite a while. The pilot ran off screaming hysterically, when they finally got him to calm down he claimed that he saw a phantom from the afterlife onboard the airplane. When two security guards were sent to check it out they discovered beer cans in the pilot compartment. The man had been drinking on the job.
After taking away the first pilot they had to search for a replacement, which took a while since everyone was off duty at the time and were anywhere but on the premises. When they finally found someone we got going. The plane took off at two in the afternoon, much later than Lancer wanted to. He was mad; Danny could hear him gnashing his teeth a mile away. But the important thing was that at least he didn't have to cancel the trip. Danny rubbed his eyes and turned to his friends. Tucker was reading an electronic magazine, while Sam was taking a nap. Her head was leaned to the side, facing Danny. Danny made sure that Tucker wasn't watching and he brought his hand over her face and began tracing her lips. He did this for a few seconds before beginning to stroke her hair. He watched as Sam smiled in her sleep, Danny smiled to.
He wanted to tell her how he felt so bad, he wanted to kiss those supple lips, and he wanted to be with her night and day. But embarrassment and fear always stopped him. Suddenly the speaker came online and the captain of the plane spoke over the intercom,
"Attention passengers this is your captain speaking please brace yourselves for we are about to land."
At that moment Tucker put away his magazine and Sam woke up. Both gripped their seats and braced themselves for the soon to come turbulence. Lancer, who had gotten sick when he ate the airplane food, came rushing out of the bathroom. He was eager to make it to his seat before the plane landed. The plane swerved to the left and Lancer fell down the aisle, quickly getting up he made it to his seat and buckled his seatbelt. Although Danny was far away from him he could see that Lancer had a nasty bruise on his forehead. Muttering to himself Lancer crossed his arms in anger as the plane landed on the runway and stopped. Lancer immediately unbuckled himself and stood up to face the passengers.
"Alright students!" He shouted, " Grab your belongings and meet me on the runway, Dash will be there to assist you if you need help with anything."
Lancer than opened the hatch and walked down the steps leading to the ground below. Dash stood at the doorway, with his arms crossed. Every student who passed he glared at, he was daring him or her to ask for help. When the first two rows cleared out Danny, Sam, and Tucker grabbed their things and walked down the aisle. Tucker gulped when he passed Dash who clutched his hand into and angry fist when he saw him. Sam glared at him and Dash immediately brought his head down. When Dash saw Danny they both stared at each other for several long seconds before Danny walked down the steps. When Danny had reached the bottom, Dash started down.
When Lancer saw that everyone was there he led them to the front of the airport. It was there that a bus drove up and picked them up. Danny, Tucker, and Sam chose to sit in the very back. While Lancer and Dash sat in the front. The bus driver was a burly old man who looked like a cage wrestler and spoke with a Brooklyn accent. When everyone was on board the bus took off and got on the highway. After a while he made several exits and they found themselves downtown. Danny stared in amazement at the towering skyscrapers above him, when suddenly the bus stopped moving completely.
Raising a questioning eyebrow Danny opened his window to see what was going on. When he stuck his head out he gasped, the bus was stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic, which seemed to stretch for miles.
"That's city traffic for you." The driver explained to the passengers.
Danny sighed, they were already late! How could this get any worse? About half an hour passed and the bus had went about three miles. They still had eight miles to go to reach the hotel, and Lancer was getting mad. He began pacing back and fourth down the aisles even when the bus driver told him to take his seat. When he did he glared at the driver with hatred and would mutter things to himself. Finally Lancer had had enough and he burst out of his seat.
"That's it!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. "We've been like this for an hour already and we're already late to get out hotel rooms! How could this get any worse?"
The driver seeing his reaction, turned to him, "Sir I'm going to have to ask you take your seat." He told Lancer softly.
Lancer turned to him hate burned in his eyes, "You can't tell me what to do!" He shouted at the driver. "I'm the principle of the school for Christ sake, who do you think you are?"
The driver spoke again, his voice growing stern, "Please sir take you seat."
Lancer shouted at him defiantly, "Or else you'll do what you street slime? Your kind has no dignity or self respect, why should I a citizen of pride and class listen to you?"
Danny shuddered when he heard Lancer. The bus driver had been polite and courteous to the passengers, he didn't deserve that. Suddenly the driver let go of the wheel, and unbuckled his seatbelt. He stood up slowly and Lancer stepped back nervously. The bus driver was huge at least 6/6 and must have weighed at least three hundred pounds. The driver snarled suddenly and raised his paw of a hand. Lancers hands immediately shot up defensively.
"No no I didn't mean it wait!" He pleaded before the driver brought his hand back and gave Lancer a mean blow across the face. He stumbled backwards and fell to the floor unconscious.
"Hang on I think he's coming to." A gentle voice spoke over Lancer.
He woke and groaned rubbing his head, "Where am I? And what happened?" He asked.
Tucker answered, "We're at the Double Tree hotel sir. We arrived here about ten minutes ago and the driver helped us with our luggage and got our rooms arranged. He even helped carry you inside."
Lancer shot up suddenly, he had a black eye. "Now it's all coming back to me." He snarled. "Where is he?"
Tucker pointed to the bus that was leaving outside. Lancer leapt to his feet and ran out the door, he was determined to chase down the bus and get revenge on the on the driver.
"Come back here you son of a bitch!" He shouted at the bus. "Come out here and fight like a man!"
Lancer continued chasing the bus until they were both out of sight. Seeing that Lancer wasn't coming back an employee led everyone to his or her rooms on the 20th floor. When everyone was in the hall way he motioned that he was about to speak.
"Okay ladies and gentlemen," He said in a soft voice. "Here are the rules, the boys stay on the left and the girls stay on the right. No one is permitted to wander the hotel after midnight. You cannot make any noise and no one and I mean no one is to trade rooms. Is that understood?"
Everyone nodded.
"Good carry on then."
Danny fell on top of his bed as soon as he shut the door behind him. He was dead tired, deciding to take one last look at the city he was now in. Parting the blinds to the balcony he stepped outside and stared into the distance at Jump City.
"This is so beautiful." He said aloud.
He stared at the horizon for a couple of minutes before heading inside. It was eight and he wanted to go to bed. He was glad that he didn't have to share a room with anyone, that way he could do whatever he wanted. Taking off his clothes he showered, when he was finished he brushes his teeth and put on a pair of dark blue pajamas. Yawning he walked over to his bed, pulled aside the covers and slid his body in. He fell asleep almost immediately. And all night he dreamt of wonderful romantic dreams of him and Sam. Lancer came limping back to the hotel at about midnight; his body was all cut up and bruised.
His clothes were ripped and soiled with dirt. The bus driver had decided to take up Lancers challenge, and Lancer had the crap beaten out of him. Growling to himself he stepped in front of the sliding doors and waited for them to part. When they didn't he came closer to see if anyone was still working the desk, he saw no one. Terror crashed through his mind, he was locked out until tomorrow morning. In frustration he began beating at the glass doors.
"Open up you mother fing cocksucking open up!" He shouted seeing that no one was coming he let out a frustrated sigh.
He turned around to see a man dressed in a gangland style tuxedo leaning against the wall not too far from him. He was standing behind the shadow of a tree and was flipping a quarter. A dark fedora made his face impossible to see.
"Excuse me do you work here?" He asked nervously.
The man remained silent although Lancer could swear that he heard him snickering. Growing impatient Lancer approached him. He entered the shadowed area where the man was leaning against the wall.
"Excuse me but my patience is thin are you…?" Lancer stopped.
The man had disappeared in the shadows. Lancer looked in all directions, feeling his head begin to throb he began to rub his head.
"Guess that son of a bitch clonked me harder than I thought." He said aloud
Lancer walked off searching for a way into the building. When he left a shadow rose out from the ground and it twisted and turned until it formed a young man dressed in a black tuxedo and fedora. His skin was pale and his eyes were bright yellow.
"Humans I hate them!" He growled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigars. He lit it, took a couple of puffs, and looked at the human who was wandering around the building.
"I'll be taking care of your kind soon enough but for know I have other things to do." He hissed, he took another puff of his cigar and smiled a sinister smile. When he saw that Lancer was coming back he disappeared in the shadow of the tree once more.
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