It was Saturday night, about 7:00pm in the evening. I was still a kid. I didn't like it, and quite frankly, Chloe's father was an ok guy. Once Chloe told him that she was being paid to watch her friends little brother while he went to spend some time with his mother in the hospital, he had questioned it, and her response was that they didn't want me to know that mother was sick.
"Cody, Chloe and I will be watching you. So be good and don't cause any problems, ok!" Gabe Sullivan, Chloe's father said, with me staring at him as he was acting like he was talking to a baby, Cody being the name Chloe came up with as it would be strange for two brothers to have the same name.
"I'm not a baby! I'm six years old, can you at least treat me as such." I said feeling insulted.
"Now Cody, no need to be mean, he didn't mean to treat you that way." Chloe said, staring me down.
"Sorry. I just don't want to be treated like a baby, just treat me like a kid." I said turning my attention to Gabe.
"Make sure that there's no problems sweetie, and you behave for her, ok? I have to head to work, so I'll see you two later." Gabe said as he walked out the door.
"Bye! So, what now?" I asked, not entirely sure what was going to happen while I was a kid. Chloe was my babysitter, and seeing as I was younger than her, I had to do what she asked, and I was going to do so. Sure I'm my own man, but as of right now, she had the right to tell me what to do. Kids now days be like 'You may be babysitting me, but I don't take orders from no one'. Kids were little shits.
The phone suddenly rings, and walked away to answer it. Must be Clark, or Pete wanting to check up on me, to see if I aged again. I didn't care at the moment, and if I was honest, the scar was gone on my side, not even the burn mark. I was curious to see if it would reappear or if it would stay gone.
"This is weird, I'm being babysat." I said, looking around. "I've never been over to Chloe's place, its nice." I said, feeling the vibe of a true home. Sure I had a home, but this had a different feel to it, the Family feel.
"That was Clark, wanted to check up on you, seeing as you're a kid now." Chloe says as she walked back into the kitchen.
"That was nice, but unnecessary." I said, nodding as it was true. I was in good hands, and even without Chloe, I was still in good hands with myself. Did I need anyone to watch me? No, but I didn't want to argue with someone who was older than me and get my ass handed to me if someone questioned it. It could be used as blackmail, and I didn't want that.
"You ok?" Chloe asked, with me frowning.
"I'm not a 'baby'. This may be called 'babysitting' but I'm still the same age as you are, just not right now." I said, feeling the jab at my pride as she treated me as a baby, and to be honest, I had the mind of a kid as my brain was still developing at this age, so I did forget some things, but would remember how to do when I grew up again.
"Even if we are, I'm still older than you as of now, so what I say goes, got it?" Chloe said, with me nodding as I planed on listening to her.
"Do you think I would disobey you? Sorry to break it to you, but right now, I'm a kid and that would look like bad parenting, which I don't want anyone questioning you about." I said, looking around some more.
"I'll keep everything that happens here a secret." Chloe said with a smirk, with me nodding as this would be a strange story to tell.
"Thank you. It really would be hard to tell to anyone. Dakota turns into a kid and has to be watched." I said, shacking my head. My bad luck had gotten the better of me.
"You hungry?" Gwen smiled, and as soon as she said that, my stomach rumbled.
"Yes, please. We can go out for burgers... Wait, bad idea, we can make burgers instead." I said as I hop down and made my wat to the fridge.
"Oh no you don't. You are too young to make anything. This time, I'm cooking something for you and that's what you're going to eat!" She said, stopping me, and I listened as I didn't want to upset her. Usually, when she came over, I would make food for us, now it was the other way around.
"Okay. What're you making?" I asked, with her shooing me out of the kitchen, not giving me an answer.
A few minutes later…
I was sitting on the couch, waiting for Chloe to finish whatever it was she was making. Whatever it was, I had to eat it all, like a clean plate thing that was done in elementary school.
"Come eat!" Chloe said, with me making my way to the kitchen table, where she was placing what seems to be sandwiches and Chips on the side. The sandwiches were cut into triangles, and the chips were Lays. It was a quick fix meal.
"Triangles?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her. I wasn't being mean as I figured that it wouldn't be cut up if it was just a sandwich.
"I liked mine cut up in triangles as a kid, I figured you were the same as a kid, and before you ask, its not just junk food, there lattice, tomato's, pickles and onions." Chloe said as she sat down across from me. I nodded, as she was right, the only junk thing was the chips. She was cool, not feeding me like any other kid would of wanted. If I was a true kid, I would of been grossed out by the tomato's, but I didn't care. I ate in silence, starting off with one of the triangles. I saw that she was staring at me, with me raising an eyebrow at her. It was strange, but I wasn't going to question it.
"Well, how dose it taste?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh. Uh... Everything's fine, tastes great!" I said, not sure why she would ask that question. Chloe smiled and started eating as well. As soon as she did, I went back to my food. I wasn't going to question it, it was her hard work so it did taste good.
"I'm glad you like it. If you want, I can make more." She said, looking over at the counter. Was she treating me like a kid? I would say so, as long as it wasn't a baby I was fine. It was then that something popped into my head, the red and black person who helped me.
"Chloe, did you by any chance stop by my place yesterday? I cant remember if you did or not." I said, with her raising an eyebrow at me.
"No, I stayed late at the Torch." Chloe informed, with me nodding as I remembered her doing that as well.
"That's right!" I said as I had remembered. It was clear either way that it wasn't Chloe. That just left the mystery on who it was, and I wasn't sure if I as going to find out anytime soon.
"Why do you ask, did someone break into your house?" She asked, with me shacking my head at her as that wasn't the case. Well, it was but they saved my life.
"No! I was trying to remember when you took all the good stuff away is all. So it was two days ago then." I said, with her nodding. "Ok, so I got my days put together now!" I said, smiling at her.
"I feel like you're hiding something. I'm not going to push it, but I will respect your privacy. I will want to know what it is, as it has me curious now. I am looking after you after all." She said, with me nodding as she was right. I knew that she was smarter than I gave her credit for. Still, I would eventually tell her everything one I had put all the pieces together. Something I still didn't have.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to lie, I just don't have all the answers to my own mystery." I said, looking away from her. I quickly finished my food and tossed the paper plate away. The more answers I got, the more questions appear. It was like cutting the head of a Hydra off.
Chloe frowned once I had said that. I knew she understood what I was going through. Even if she didn't go through the same thing. Still, I wanted to know more about Jessica and the person who saved my life yesterday. Who were they, and if they had anything in common.
"So, what can you tell me?" Chloe asked, with me looking at her. What could I tell her? I nearly died and some stranger saved me. That Jessica was on the run from a man called Kilgrave? What couldn't I tell her? Anything I told her would just get her more curious? I shrugged, as I didn't know what I could tell her.
"Actually, I don't know what to tell you. Everything fits but there are still some gaps." I said, looking away from her. It was annoying not knowing everything. In time, I would learn more. It was all up to my bad luck, according to the old lady. I wanted answers, but wouldn't get more until later. It annoyed me even more knowing that.
"Now I think it's time for you to take a bath." Chloe said, with me looking at the time.
"Bath?" I asked, seeing that it was late. A bath sounded nice right now. It had been a day, and I did fall into a lake earlier.
"Yes, you stink a bit." She said, with me frowning as she said that.
Okay, I understood what she was getting at. "Ill take one, can you point me the way?" I asked, with her smiling at me.
Later
"Just my luck, I cant reach the soup or shampoo." I said, struggling a bit to reach the bar of soup as I took a shower. Chloe didn't have a bath, they had a shower, and I was ok with that as I showered more than I took a bath. Really, I only took a bath when I felt really stressed out or had a migraine.
Suddenly, the door was opened, with me looking at it from within the glass door. What was Chloe doing, she knew I was in here. Unless she realized that I couldn't reach the cleaning supplies and decided to come grab them for me.
"Chloe, what are you doing? You know I'm in here." I called out, not sure what to expect. Chloe opened the glass door, stepping in while wearing a bathing suit. Why was she in a bathing suit? What was going through her head right now? Was this even Chloe? I looked away, covering myself up as to not show her anything. I was in panic mode. It was awkward. I didn't know what she was doing, and I was scared to find out.
Chloe stood behind me and reached for the shampoo. She places a decent amount in her heads and begins massaging my scalp. Her finger nails scratching my head as to make sure that my scalp was clean. I was freaking out, Chloe hadn't said a word and I was blushing up a storm. My mind was going over every single scenario as to what was going on. Before I knew it, her hands were scratching behind my ears. I didn't know what was going on, and I knew she was blushing as well as I was covering myself in front of her.
Reality suddenly kicked in as Chloe press her body against me, wrapping her arms around my head. Chloe was hugging me in the shower, and I knew she was worried about me.
I turned towards her, heart racing as I saw her swimsuit. "Chloe?" I asked, looking away as I didn't want to stare. Chloe herself was blushing. She then reached for the soup, then started scrubbing my back! I was in complete shock at what was happening. She was washing me like I was HER kid. I was a teenager in a kids body, this was setting alarms off in my head.
"Here, I just wanted to make sure you got your back cleaned." Chloe said, handing me the bar of soup. I was uncomfortable, who wouldn't be? She had just seen me naked.
I didn't say anything, because I didn't know what to say. I watched Chloe leave, and she was blushing up a storm! "Let's forget this ever happened, we never speak of this to anybody." I said, seeing her nod as she closed the door, where I continued to shower, keeping an eye on the door just encase she came back.
Later, dream
Darkness, that was all I was seeing.
There was nothing for miles, and it scared me. I was still in my child form, so it was clear I was having a nightmare of sorts.
I felt the wind, it was heavy. Then I heard it, gun fire. Opening my eyes, I watched as a kid stood on a train, a sword in hand. Across from her, was a man in white clothing. I watched as the man continued shooting at her, but her sword cut each bullet before they could reach her. She rushed forward at blinding speeds, appearing behind him in a crouch. After a bit, he was hit by a sign, his top half going with it while the bottom stood standing. She had cut him in half.
Then everything changed again, and I watched the same kid jumping from boat to boat, killing everyone as they shot at her, while she only used the sword. She moved with grace, taking each and every one of them out, even using her sword to guide missiles over to other boats as they hid the blade, destroying them. Her eyes, while blank, were red.
I had to cover my eyes once one of the boats exploded, where I then saw an arm fly past me. Looking at where it had came from, I saw her cutting someone to pieces as they regrew limbs and changing into different people. It was terrifying as it was a one sided fight, with the girl not even trying, but toying with her.
I watched as an army of robots flew past me, dog piling her. I was curious on who this person was and why I was having this dream. Yet, I couldn't move. I watched as a man in armor walked up to it, speaking but nothing coming through. Suddenly, the robots exploded in Ice, shocking me as she walked out and without a scratch, before freezing him completely with a wave of her hand.
She was then smacked away by a heavily armored man. She slid back, then charged once more, hitting him with her bare hands, putting dents into it with each strike. Seeing the man fall, she climbed on top and kept it up, reminding me of when I fought Sean and nearly killed him, but once she was done, she severed the mans head completely.
Seeing her walking down a hallway, she was stopped as someone had grabbed her by the shoulder. She stood there, then stabbed the arm with her sword before killing him. She didn't look at him as she continued on her path to whatever it was.
I watched as she was now dressed in rags with chains on her arms, fighting against lions and tigers alike with battle armor on them. She didn't bat an eye as she kicked them around with one leg, broke the teeth off and kicked them into the stands, stabbing some people with them. She was giving no fucks to anyone.
I watched her, still in rags, walking out into an army with two swords. One red, and the other a blue. She walked as they ran, and with ease, she cut anyone who got close to her down. Left and right people fell, dead at her feet until she had made it across the filed and no one was left standing.
Then, I was back in darkness, but I could feel that I wasn't alone. I looked over my shoulder, seeing an older version of the girl, sitting on the ground with her eyes closed. Turning to face her, I approached her. She did not move, it was if she was already dead. Stopping in front of her, I sat down as well, keeping my eyes on her.
Slowly, she opened her red eyes, looking at me with a small, growing smirk. "Your life was easy up till now, I'm disappointed, really." She said, with me narrowing my eyes at her.
"So, whatever this is, is a two way streak." I said, with her losing her smirk. "You saw flashes of my past, and I saw yours." I said, with her narrowing her eyes. "You've been killing for a very long time, I should be the one who should be disappointed." I said, smirking back at her, with her smirking again.
"Well, looks like one of us is a smart ass, I wonder who it is?" She asked, rolling her eyes. "I just wanted to know more about you, what you knew of our... Mutual interest." She said, where I lost my smirk as she said that.
"You mean Jessica." I said, with her nodding. "So, I'm not the only one having the visions of her, that cant be a coincidence." I said, with her nodding.
"You're right, and I don't like it." She said, her face becoming blank, not a piece of emotion present. "Tell me, did you see anything from before I was ten?" She asked, and I knew I didn't, I saw her as a pre-teen and up. I didn't answer, and she smirked at that. "I'll take that as a yes." She said, reaching forward and grabbing something, but I couldn't see it and drank from it.
"I'm asleep, but you're awake, how is that?" I asked, curious as she placed her drink down.
"Magic... Science... Take your pick." She said, with me frowning.
"Who are you?" I asked, wanting to know who this person was and why they were in my head.
"You're asking the wrong questions." She said, shacking her head at me. "You shouldn't be asking me on who I am, but rather, who you are." She said, pointing at me. "You are closer to finding the truth out that I, and I expect answers." She said, grabbing something else and holding it in front of her. "I will call back, and I will get said answers." She said, where she blew.
I awoke, sitting up with a jolt. I was awake, on the couch. From the looks of things, it was morning. Looking at the clock, it was eleven. Standing up, I walked over to the window, looking at my reflection in it. I wasn't sure what was going on, but my luck was dragging me into a lot of trouble. She searched my mind, got answers that she wanted, but it brought more questions to me.