Hi guys! I'm so excited to get so many reviews! I hope this chappie tickles your fancy. I'm going to use alternate Legionnaires for POV's.
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Shadow's Point of View
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I stepped out of the Sim chamber to see Lightning lad and Timber wolf walk over to me. "Hi guys. I got killed seven times in there, be careful." "Don't worry Shady, we're professionals." Lightning lad said kind of obnoxiously. "Whatever." I said brushing the comment off and stepping into the shower hall.
Inside the shower hall, showers were perfectly stacked across the floor. I stepped into the one closest to me, and quickly undressed myself. Bouncy let me get off Sim training early because I had taken quite a few hits. My skin was like a map of the blows, with a trail of bruises.
"Damn...I'll be hurting in the mourning." I started the hot but soothing water. My dark hair was quickly matted to my head, and tendrils of water fell down my body. I felt for the soap on the shelf, to only feel a human hand. I screamed as I turned and saw a man in all black.
"Nice body, it would be a shame if someone were to take advantage of you." He said bringing out a sharp knife. I immediately went into a fighting stance and side kicked him into the shower wall. I put my hand over his mouth, and raised him over my head while encasing his head in a deadly darkness.
He struggled and screamed as I forced his helpless body into the air. "You should have thought of this before you snuck up on me." He stopped moving and I threw him to the opposite wall of the Shower Hall. The darkness on his face was gone, and he had a steady pulse. He was sitting against the wall with a calm look on his face.
I gathered up a towel and sighed. Could I ever escape my fate of becoming a robotic, cold blooded killer?
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Phantom girl's Point of View
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I dodged another attack in the Sim chamber, but I felt an unexplainable feeling at the pit of my stomach. It's like the feeling you get before a huge earth quake happens, or when your best friend is in pain.
The Sim was cut short with the alarm blaring. "Computo, what's the situation?" Brainy asked, stopping the alarm. "Disturbance in the west Shower Hall." We all exchanged a look, Shadow had gone in there. We rushed to the Shower room to see Shadow, dripping wet, looking over a body. She had an unexplainable look on her face, and her body was bruised everywhere. It was hard not to pity her.
"Shadow?" Lightning lad asked, touching her shoulder. She jerked away from his touch, emotionless. "He tried to rape me." Was all she said before walking away to her room. "That gives us enough to send him to Takron-Galtos." Timber wolf said examining his body. "I hope he dies there." I added, looking the way Shadow had gone.
"Well, unfortunately, by Legion sub-laws...he can only stay there twenty years." Violet said slowly and sadly. "What?" Lightning lad asked, very distraught. "It claims that a Legionnaire can take care of him or herself and the attacker can only stay twenty five years on our behalf. The United Planets can decide how long he stays after that." I smiled and said, "I know I can sway mom on that."
My thoughts raced back to Shadow. She seemed so helpless. I watched Timber wolf steady himself against a shower wall. "Look at the marking on his left hand." He said, when we made eye contact, he looked away. What had I done? I was always nice to him, kind of. We were good friends, and I couldn't find any reason why he would look away from me.
I approached him and said, "What's the matter?" He still looked down at his feet and said, "Nothing." He walked away and left me standing there, totally clueless. I was slightly angered at his actions and stomped my right foot, then remembered what he had said about the marking. I looked down at the hand to see a marking, it was a triangle, inside of the triangle was an eye.
Then, in a blink of an eye, the attacker was gone. "Where'd he go?!" I asked my fellow Legionnaires. "According to my charts, he's totally left Earth." Brainy said, very surprised. "Well, he'll be back." Shadow said, walking into the conversation, totally dressed. "For me."