Sorry, you guys reviewed yesterday but I didn't update. I was, and still am, at my cousin's (SupremeBunnyCrusher). We stayed up all night reminiscing about the first season of Pokemon, then we found some old Pokemon videos and watched them because I hate that everyone has a new, sucky voice! Sorry, I stopped watching Pokemon after the first season but I'm still kinda attached. No flames on that last part, please. He (my cousin) just tried to scare me, unsuccessfully. Okay, Midnight Sun, I don't get it. What should I want to kill you for cuz I did not understand that review one bit. And Tremma, oh thank goodness someone likes Deveann. I love my Deveann and I was beginning to feel like I was the only one. (Everyone likes Iggy and Fang more...) I seriously haven't a clue what I'm doing right now, just sort of writing for the heck of it, really. My sub-conscious is getting the best of me and is urging me to put something actiony in here but the logical part of my mind is telling me that I just need to wait this one out a bit, maybe throw in a love scene or two. Hence the introduction of Lita. Anyhoo, back to the aimless wandering I know you love so much.
Deveann's POV
It was a lie, a big freaking, life threatening lie. My wound was infected and my body was reacting violently to it. (Gosh, two seconds in and I ditch the logic part. That is sad as all get out.) For days now I'd been tossing and turning at night, trying to keep myself from going dizzy with the pain. The other night with Kisha was the first night in a long time that I had actually gone asleep. The candy scent floating off her hair paralyzed me, numbed me, in a way, drugged me to sleep. But then, the night was interrupted my introduction of Eraser Deveann. Here I was, lying blatantly to her. Surprisingly enough, Dr.Washington was going with it. Very few of the men in Kisha's family were Changelums and the ones that were were born that way. Nothing like this had ever happened before, the mixing of human blood with human blood is dangerous enough. Even so, I was worried I may have given something to Kisha, some unknown disease. She'd never figure it out because she was numb from bruises and stress. I had no idea what exactly was wrong with me, how far the infection had spread, or even how my blood was reacting to the Changelum blood. We said I was a Changelum, technically I was, but it's not like my blood had been completely mutated just by the appearance of Kisha' blood. I had so much to think about and now, when Kisha, Max, and Fang, our only leaders were under so much stress from the "expiration" of one of the flock, was not the time for me to be telling everyone that there was something gravely wrong with me but I had no clue what it was. "I was so worried." Kisha laughed nervously, clutching her chest. "I thought that maybe-" She shook her head. "No, it's best to just get that out of my mind. You're fine." She didn't even have enough energy to be suspicious of the easiness of all this.
"She threw up from stress. I think it was stress." I overheard Kumali saying to Dr.Washington. Definitely a bad time to announce our newest, sickest discovery.
"Let me feel your forehead." Dr.Washington told Kisha. Kisha pulled her bangs out of her eyes. Dr.Washington touched her head. "Ouch." He hissed under his breath, jerking his hand away. "You have a fever." He groaned. "You kids live in such horrid conditions. I need to give you a check up." He saw the look on my face and assured me that she would be fine with a lot of rest. I still wasn't sure, not with our blood the way it was. For all I knew, she was allergic to blood type B Positive. My nervous system was acting up something fierce and I didn't have the messed up DNA she did. Well, technically I did, but whatever. "I want to get lots of rest and drink lots of liquid. And I want you to watch some Spanish soap operas. I know you don't speak Spanish but it's a good way to learn and relieve stress."
"I'm not stressed. I'm fine. If I'm not the leader then Kumali is. No meaning to offend but Kumali can't fight worth a darn."
"No offense taken." Kumali said with a shrug. Rita looked at me quizzically and then frowned. She redirected her glare to her uncle.
"Samuel Washington, may I have a word with you." Aw crap.
"In a minute, Rita. I'm busy."
"I don't care if you're busy, I want to talk to you about secrets." Dr.Washington grimaced.
"Fine. I'll be back, kids." Kisha looked at me with concern.
"What secrets?" She and Kumali said once the two were out of earshot.
"Beats the heck outta me." I shrugged. "Maybe he's having an affair with one of his fellow doctors." I snickered at the thought.
"You have to know something." Kumali coaxed.
"Why? Just cuz I got a check up before Kisha did means I share some sort of special bond with him? I don't' know what he could be hiding."
"Leave him alone, he's stressed." Yeah right! And that makes you what exactly? The two came back in the room, scowling at each other.
"We're leaving." Rita said firmly.
"No you aren't. I still need to-"
"I'm going to pick up the rest of the guys at home and then you're going to Jamie's." Rita hissed and dragged us out. the kids were packed into the car with us.
"What's going on? Where are we going? Deveann are you okay? Kumali, what happened?" Were only a few of the many questions that the three of us would not or could not answer.
"We're going to Jamie's. Fasten your seat belts cuz I am now going to go about five times the speed limit."
"You're a police officer." Iggy pointed out.
"I know." A mischievous grin made it's way across Rita's face.
"Aw crap." Fang's voice was lost when we broke the sound barrier. Okay, I'm exaggerating a little, oh well. We came to a screeching halt in the driveway of Mrs. Jasmine Reaper. Jamie threw open the front door.
"What's going on?" Her voice was panicked and one to match Kisha's when Kisha was in "run for your pathetic teenage mutant bird kid lives" mode.
"Just droppin' off some luggage." Rita opened the door and we fell out, dizzy as heck. "Take care of 'em for me." Then she sped away.
"She is the weirdest cop ever." Angel moaned.
"Seriously, I"d go on but my brain's a bit scrambled right now. Like scrambled eggs. I love scrambled eggs! Especially when they have cheese in 'em! Oh hey, I'm rambling. I guess I'm not as scrambled as I thought I was. I mean, I guess my brain is kinda all over the place at one time but it's always like that isn't it? Wouldn't it be cool to see inside your mind and check out all those old memories you thought you'd forgotten? But it'd be really disgusting cuz you'd have to cut open your brain and all. Gosh, i don't even really think that you'd survive the surgery to get a look inside your mind. I mean-"
"Does she always do that?" Chris moaned strutting out of the house. "Hello, little sister." Kisha bared her fangs.
"Leave he alone, she, and the rest of us for that matter, are in no mood. Besides that, she needs her rest, Dr.Washington said so." I sighed, too exhausted to fight with him.
"Would you lookie here, it's the annoying boyfriend. why don't you just stay out of my way, punk?" Chris scoffed, being in the protection of mummsykins. "Ow!" And "mummsykins" just smacked him upside the head.
"When are you going to move out?" She spat at him. "Support yourself! Goodness sakes, child, Kisha is more self-sufficient than you and her DNA is screwed up somethin' fierce."
"But Mom!" Chris whined.
"To your room, young man!" He opened his mouth to respond. Jamie pointed into the house. "I said, 'to your room!'" He sulked off. "Very well, then. Who's up for fresh, home-made, chocolate chip cookies?"
"Me!" Max shouted running into the house.
Well then... I have no will power whatsoever. I'm all,"NO ACTION!" The minute I start typing, "I take it back. ACTION!" Goodness sakes. Please Review! Kisses!