Artemis isn't mine.
Jen woke up in a extremely uncomfortable position. She knew immediately something wasn't right. Comfort was her main priority, she wouldn't fall asleep in in a wooden chair. She blinked a couple of times, letting in the little bit of light in the room.
It was a bare wooden room with two chairs, one of which she was tied to and a table between them. It reminded her of a interrogation room in a police station. Wait, she thought, tied to a chair? She strained her wrists and ankles which were bound to the sides of the chair. Great, just, great. The door to her left opened and in walked a young man, who couldn't be older than 20. Jen's mouth dropped, what the heck. He had evenly cut pitch black hair, and two different colored eyes. He sat down in the chair across Jen and gave her a forced smile.
"I'm sorry for the unpleasantries Miss McEvoy, but I did have Butler ask nicely." So that was the giant guy's name, if you could consider that a name. "I need to ask you a few questions and then you can leave alright?" The boy asked. She had decided to think of him as a boy, why she wasn't sure.
"Have you ever heard," he continued. "Of the People?" Jen scoffed.
"Which people? Irish, English, human, Neanderthal!?" Artemis held back a smile.
"No, the People, capital P." She shook her head.
"What, are they terrorists?" She asked. He frowned.
"I need to do a little experiment. Please bear with me." He stood up and put on a funky looking helmet that seemed somehow familiar to Jen.
"Can you see me now?" He asked.
"No shit sherlock." She replied. He did something with his helmet and a slight fuzz appeared around him, like in her hallucinations. She let out a gasp.
"Can you see me now?" The boy asked again.
"Yup." She said, trying to remain calm. The boy looked surprised. He fiddled with his helmet again and the fuzziness went away.
"That should not be possible." He said a little more to himself.
"This is a dream." Jen began to mumble. "This is all a dream, you'll wake up in your flannel pjs, under the covers momentarily. Then you have to see a doctor about the darned hallucinations." She had forgotten the boy's presence and was rather surprised when he said,
"Hallucinations?"
"Yup," Jen said, popping the p. "You kidnapped a loon."
"You could see me?"
"Yeah, I said that so.."
"You have hallucinations?"
"Yeah so?"
"What do you see?"
"Midgets dressed up in alien costumes." She answered half honest, half sarcastic.
"You can see them?"
"Yeah so?"
"But you shouldn't be able to see them."
"Yeah, so... They're real?"
"Yes."
"Okay so?"
"You've just learned about another species and all you can say is so?"
"I've just learned i'm not crazy."
"So?"
"Very funny wise guy." He smirked, and Jen shook her head, boys. The small smile didn't last, soon an impassive look returned to his face and he cleared his throat.
"One more question and then I will untie you. Does anyone know of your... sight?"
"No one, not even my Mom."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah so?"
"You have never been contacted by anyone about this talent?"
"No, so?" The boy checked his phone, which seemed a little out of place.
"You're not lying." He said, almost surprised. How'd his phone tell him that?
"Yeah, so?"
"I can undo these." He flipped open a pocket knife, and sliced through the ropes faster than Jen thought was safe. After a moment of silence Jen asked,
"Can I go home now?"
"I thank you for your cooperation, but I'm afraid you can't go home yet." Jen started to speak, but he cut her off. "I have to explain what these midgets in futuristic armor are." She glared at him.
"This better be good." She mumbled, and slouched in the chair. The boy opened his mouth, but was cut off by a beep. He looked irritated, but pressed a button on his watch.
"Your mother's on the phone." A low voice said through the watch. For a second she thought the boys cheeks turned red, but he quickly composed himself. He nodded to her and left.
Jen spent the next half hour wondering why she had told the boy anything. Who the hell was he anyway? How did he know her hallucinations weren't just that? Was she really not crazy? Then she heard shouting through the walls.
"Artemis how could you!?" It was a female voice, maybe his mother. Telling him off for kidnapping innocent teenagers. She didn't realize how close she was.
Sorry this took forever, I still have no idea where i'm going with this. I don't even know if Jen and Artemis will be a couple or just friends. Probably the latter, because I can't do romance. Comments, suggestions, ideas? I can do maybe another two chapters but after that, I've got nothing.
Sam