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Sorry for the long wait I'm on a trip right now and my connection is sucky so idk when I'll be able to upload. Well I'm running on four hours of sleep so if the spelling or grammar is wrong I'll go back and fix it later, for now enjoy the story!
Ross City, Antarctica
June
"Arriving in Ross City Airport, thank you for traveling with us."
This time when the plane does an abrupt jolt to the side I'm prepared for it. The magnetic landing will always surprise me with how smooth the landing is. Getting off the plane and going through the decontamination tent I sling my duffel over my shoulder and send a text to Anden telling him I made it.
"Commander Iparis." A soldier calls out walking up to me. Saluting back I glance down towards his name tag.
"Sergeant first class Washington what can I do for you?"
Lowering his salute he glances left, right, and then finally as if he was gaining the courage to look at me he turns his head and stares at me. For three seconds then he looks away again. I guess word of my hard training has spread to this squadron. I muse smirking at this soldier.
Since relinquishing my position as a Princeps-Elect I have been training hard and working to earn my spot on the field. With Day leaving I took all my anger, sadness, and frustration out on my fellow soldiers around me until finally one day Anden came and brought me out of my rampage.
Sergeant Washington ends up looking a little to my left and relays his message.
"We've received word from headquarters, we'll be bunking at the barracks in sector 14 in Emblem City." Nodding my head I turn around and start heading away,
"I'll reconvene with you guys later, for now you can head there and relax. That jet lag will be kicking in soon."
With that I head toward my car transport waiting outside. Its night here, that's when most of the activities seem to occur surrounding Night. Messing with the governments equipment huh? Seems like something Day would do, but where Day tried to bring together the colonies and government, Night seems to want to break it apart.
Who are you Night? What is it that your trying to do?
Driving down the avenues aren't much of a help so far, I guess it's time I think like a vigilante. So stopping off at a nearby bar I try to think of a plan to come across Night. Bars are the perfect place to get information about going ons in the street, after all that is how I got my information about Day when I went undercover looking for him.
This is getting me no where.
Paying for my drink I leave the bar and head towards my car, every time I asked a question about Night I just kept getting vague responses. It was like no one wanted to talk about the vigilante, ether that or by talking about him meant something for their point system.
Not realizing how late its gotten, or how far I parked I feel a sudden tingle run down my spine. Spinning around I confront whoever is behind me.
Nothing.
Searching the darkness all I can make out is the shapes of nearby dumpsters and the alley walls. Wait…
A silhouette. A slight figure of a person bending down into the shadows. My training kicks in and I reach for my gun while slowly making my way towards the looming figure. Weird, I don't see any scoring system or name identifier above this persons head. Could the government be creating robots to patrol the streets at night in an attempt to stop Nights antics? The news reporters are calling his actions 'Nightmares' how cliché.
Just fifteen more steps, thirteen, eleven, just a little closer…
Jumping forward I yank the person back and shine my light from my keychain on the persons face
"Who are you and what are you doing-"
Cutting myself off abruptly I see that what I thought was a person was in reality just a pile of garbage. I could have sworn I heard someone's footsteps behind me.
Before I make it five steps im yanked back and pressed against someone's chest with a knife to my throat. Rolling my eyes at my own stupidity I grab hold of my assailants hand and flip him over my shoulder. Yanking my dagger from my boot I go into a fighting stance, "I have to admit you fooled me but that is the only time I'll allow that to happen, I know you don't have any back up otherwise I would have heard them by now and if you think I can't defend myself your poorly mistaken."
Standing up he rushes me and manages to pull my hair after I elbow him in face. Snarling he flips open his knife and moves in to attack.
"What no words for me? Do I have to guess your voice too?" Giving in to my taunting he strikes me in the face and feint's to the left before pulling out his knife and twirling it. I get up and we circle each other. Then rushing forward I jump off the ground and land a kick to his chest, knocking him against the wall. Numbers are flashing across my vision deductions in points, information about my surroundings, all this causes me precious seconds and makes me see the world as if I'm playing a game and the stats are covering the background where the battle is raging on.
Taking this as a the perfect chance to strike my opponent grabs a hold of my throat and pushes against the wall choking me. Reaching up to pry his fingers from my throat unsuccessfully I get a sudden memory of when I decided to join in on the fight and Day saved me from the angry girl who lost. Day. Suddenly I'm filled with all the pain and regret of missing him and being so close but not able to be with him. Black dots appear in my vision and my fingers start go to weak from lack of oxygen.
So, I do the basic of basic moves and kick him where it counts. Dropping me he grunts in pain, I kick off the wall, spinning and punch him in the jaw. Dropping down he remains still. Walking over to him I spit out blood and circle him, kicking him in the stomach for good measure. Yanking my leg he pulls me down and rolls on top of me.
Grabbing a fist full of my dark hair he bashes my head in the ground.
Suddenly, his weight flies off me and I hear a thud followed by muffled shouts of pain.
Then nothing, I try to get up but the pain in my head causes it to throb and I cry out. Hands lift me and carry me, walking steadily. Cracking open my eyes I try to see who my savior is, through blurry vision I make out brown hair cut short and broad shoulders. Then darkness, I guess I blacked out because next thing I know I'm opening my eyes to a white ceiling and the feeling of a soft mattress.
Reaching up I feel a bandage on my head and take inventory of my other wounds,
Bruised ribs, possible broken fingers, definite swelling on my knee, and a bunch of scratches and cuts all over my body. This is going to feel good later on.
"She's alive. How are you feeling?" A voice asks from a chair on the opposite side of the room. Looking over I see someone sitting up and peering at me curiously, head tilted to the side. This must be who saved me.
"Other than like death? Rainbows and sunshine over here." I manage to croak out.
Snorting he chuckles and moves over to give me a cup of water.
"Who are you?" I ask after taking a sip then gulp of the proffered water.
"Most call me Handsome, Charming, Suave, while others call me-
Cutting himself off he grins at me and changes his mind.
Well you can just call me Night."
Night.
Night saved me. The very man I was assigned to find and 'handle.' Actually this situation reminds me of what I went through with Day, except this time it's with Night. How ironic I think dryly.
"Night, just the person I wanted to see. Most people call me Short-tempered, Bossy, Heartless, while others call me- well you can just call me June. June Iparis."
I say back with a sarcastic smirk of my own.
Nights eyes widen and he stumbles back. Hmm what's this?
Night loses his confident mask and stares at me like he's seen a ghost.
Day
"-Well you can just call me June. June Iparis." The girl says with a sarcastic smirk that ends in a slight grimace.
June, June, June why do you haunt me?
After all this time searching for answers and coming back to dead ends I finally have my missing piece here, right in front of me. Then why? Why do I still feel as if I'm not complete. Staring at her I get a rush of memories, one after the other, a jumble of images flash through my mind so fast I can't seem to grasp hold of any for more than a few seconds.
A girl with dirt on her face, cut and bleeding on a roof top. Im patching her up and hiding her from a raging girl with tattoos.
The same girl confronting me about her brother.
Burning eyes staring at me with deep emotion.
The feeling of soft kisses and holding her close.
Running through dust filled streets fighting off people and dodging bullets.
Her carrying Eden in her arms,
A hospital, she's hooked up and saying that she's the answer, that she's the cure.
My head is bombarded with all these and more, I stumble back and sit down on the chair and hold my head.
"Um, Night you okay?" She-no, June asks.
Looking up I nod my head.
"Yeah sorry I just remembered I have to be somewhere, there's pain medicine on the night stand beside you, you should be fine to walk soon maybe go to the doctor and see about your ribs other than that you'll live." With that said I turn and head to the door. Before I can leave she says
"Wait!" Letting go of the knob I turn around slowly. She searches my face looking for…something I don't know. Well she won't recognize me I have Edens special cane to help disguise me. Raising my eyebrow I look at her questionably.
"Have we, met before?" She asks a little uncertain.
She can't know who I am.
"No. We haven't." Then I yank the door open and leave.
June. After all this time,
I remember.
Again I'm sorry I didn't get this posted sooner, this trip came out of the blue. Thank you guys so much for the follows, favorites, and reviews it makes me happy to see you like my story! Next chapter will be out HOPEFULLY on Thursday so until next time!
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