Hello everyone! This is chapter 6! I have nothing much to say here but saying thanks to everyone that reviewed and will review. By the way, a light-band is sort of like those phosphorus lights (the white ones). It's basically like the long ones, only it stretches around the whole area, think of it as one of those, but more futuristic, 00 does take place in the far off future. The reason I put that there now is because it's relevant to the chapter. Now, you didn't click on this to hear/read me talk so on with the fic!
-Saph
Halle woke to a lot of banging and zapping. He squinted against the flashes of light filling the cellar.
"AH! Alle! What the heck are you doing?!" Halle screamed at the light. He wasn't a morning person. Wait...light? In this dark cellar? He must still be dreaming.
But Halle was defiantly not dreaming, in front of him was the source of the light. A welding torch. The welding stopped for a moment as the person behind the mask realized that Halle was awake. Halle jumped to his feet, wondering what the stranger had done to his little brother. He was truly surprised when he saw who was behind the mask.
Alle.
"Ah! Good morning, Halle." Alle stated, putting down the tools to walk over to his brother.
"Alle, what are you doing?" Halle asked as Alle sat beside him. Alle just smiled and fingered the flashlight around Halle's neck. He turned it on.
"Wouldn't it be great if it could be like this all around?" Alle wondered aloud as he shone the flashlight around the cellar, stopping on the spot he was working on.
"What are you talking about?" Halle hissed as the light hit his eyes. Alle smiled again and shone the light along the top of the walls. There, along the ceiling and the top of the wall, was a light-band. Alle followed the band with the flashlight, revealing that it went all around. "A-Alle...I-is that..." Halle trailed off and glanced at his brother, who was smiling again.
"It's a light-band, and I've almost got it to work!" Alle states happily. Halle gasps and walks around the room, unable to believe what he's seeing.
"How does it work?" Halle asks in awe. At this the younger's smile widens. He gets up and rushes to the wall where he was working, kicking the welding torch out of the way. (A/N: Don't do that to a real welding torch!)
"This," Alle grabbed a crowbar attached to the wall. "is the handle." He said as he cranked the bar. It went slowly and was fairly heavy, but after a few cranks the light-band started to flicker before turning on entirely.
"Whoa!" Halle gasped, stumbling backward admiring the light.
"I found the fuse box for the cellar and decided to mess with it. There wasn't any energy stored there so I converted it all to rechargeable light, just like the flashlight." Alle stated, still cranking the bar.
"Alle, where'd you get all this?" Halle asks, noticing the welding torch, screwdriver, and numerous other tools scattered on the floor.
"I went up and took them." Alle shrugged. "Father's still out so he wasn't a problem." Halle froze when he heard this.
"What?" he asked. "Alle! He should have been at work 3 hours ago!" Halle shouts, getting the current time from a clock on the wall. "Where'd that come from?!" He asked, pointing to the clock.
"I took it from upstairs and wired it to the light-band's power source." Alle shrugged.
"And you don't think dad's going to notice?!" Halle screamed.
"He's too drunk when he's in the house at all to notice. Besides, what's he going to need a clock for? He can't even see straight in his drunk state, much less think. And as for the torch, if we left it to him we'd be charred corpses." Alle said this in a manner that showed how much he hated the man. Halle's mouth closed and he smiled. So Alle was capable of hating someone.
"Anyway, you'd better get dressed." Alle states, throwing a soccer uniform to his twin. Halle caught it and stared at it. Alle smiled. "You're going to that camp." Alle stated with more force than necessary. He hoped his twin didn't notice. He didn't want Halle to stay behind just to protect him, no matter how much they looked alike, they would never be the same person, he had to let Halle have his own life. Halle just smiled.
"Right!" Halle answered, running to a corner to get dressed. Alle saddened a little at this, knowing he'd have to fend for himself while Halle was gone, and the fact that they would undoubtedly drift apart as they both got older. Even though he was said, Alle couldn't help but smile when he heard his brother cheering and dodged the clothes being recklessly thrown about the room. Halle's enthusiasm always left a mess for Alle to clean up.
Alle sighed. It had been a grand total of four hours since his brother had left for school. There would be a bus there to take him and the team to their retreat. Alle didn't have school that day, and he wouldn't for an entire week, exactly how long Halle would be gone. They were on break and the soccer retreat was one of the options for the break. As he sat in the quiet cellar Alle wished that he had signed up for something. Most of the options offered were sports related, something Alle never excelled at. He couldn't run for more than seven minutes without stopping to catch his breath, in contrast to Halle who could run for ten minutes straight without breaking a sweat. When they played soccer in P.E. Alle was the last person you wanted to pass the ball to. Even with that calculating brain of his, he always managed to miss the goal by at least five meters. He didn't know why he was so clumsy when it came to physical activity. Heck, if Halle weren't by his side all the time he'd probably trip over his own feet while walking! So, resigning himself to a week of boredom and hiding away he picked up a book and began to read.
'DAMN YOU, FREEDOM!' The words spoken by a distraught man holding his dead love. Alle had gotten bored of reading nothing but novels for a day so he had dug around until he had found Halle's collection of manga. The one he was currently reading was titled Gundam SEED Destiny volume three. Although he didn't really like the romance, personal vendetta stuff in the story, he marvelled at the war machines called Gundams. After a day of nothing but Gundam he had even started dreaming about them! He wished so much that he could pilot one (haha!). He could picture it. Himself behind the controls of an orange Gundam, shooting down buildings and people that treated children as nothing more than weapons of war or something to satisfy their own desires. He dreamt of all the different Gundams and realized that he had started sketching his own. At first he had called himself stupid for even thinking such a thing, but a boy was allowed to dream, wasn't he? Besides, with the way science was developing, it wouldn't really be impossible for them to make a functioning model, right?
When Alle was finished with the series and all of his designs, he got bored and went looking for something else to do. He was a bit surprised when he came across a mountain of empty cardboard boxes. At first he thought building a fort would be fun, but thought of a much funner idea. What if he built a Gundam? Not a tiny model like the ones in shops, but an actual, life size, bigger-than-him-or-Halle, Gundam? The thought thrilled him and he decided to get to work, knowing that such a project would take weeks, no, months, for the average person. But then again, he wasn't an average person. He was a small boy with a big imagination and all the time in the world. He was planning on getting the suit finished by the end of the week so that he could show Halle. With that thought in mind he began to work, his thoughts filled with the Gundam he would build and how it would crush their father for all the crap that man had put them through.
It was dark. Dark and quiet. The only sound was the soft breathing of a young boy coming from a pile of cardboard. Alle was asleep having fallen asleep while building his Gundam. He had accomplished much in that one day, having finished one of the legs and already halfway done the second one. It was a warm night, even in the cellar, so he didn't feel the need to go to the soft pile of blankets and pillows. He just let himself doze off. The cutter had slipped from his small fingers at around eleven pm and he had fallen asleep in the pile not soon after. He didn't care about tomorrow, knowing that he would spend yet another day working on his Gundam.
To be continued...
Will Alle finish his precious Gundam? Will Halle come back and come face-to-face with a real-life Gundam? Will the two ever escape from the evil of their father? Find out, but only if you review!
Haha! So, how was it? I've got to say, the part about Gundam SEED Destiny was true, it's actually in volume three, I have it. And the part about Alle building a life-size Gundam, that's actually what I'm trying to do. I want to build one, probably not as big as the ones in the fictional world of Gundam, but I kind of wanted to make myself a costume of one of the Gundams! Haha! If I went to my brother and his friends in that...well, that'll probably never happen, but I can still dream!
-Saph