(Metropolis September 4 7:00)
(Ceridwen's POV)
"Happy Birthday to you," Oceana began to sing. Behind her, Sahil carried a cake (The third birthday cake we'd tried to make. Sin and Shark Bait had burnt the first one. Then Oceana and Shark Bait had gotten into a fight while trying to make the second one and the batter had gone all over the walls. Finally I'd just kicked them all out of the kitchen and made my own Birthday cake with Sahil awkwardly hovering around me unsuccessfully trying to help) into the large dining room. The others quickly joined in the singing, bright smiles flickering in the candle light.
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Starr," they sang in a dull tune, voices drawled out and off key, "Happy Birthday to you!" I laughed, clapping my hands happily at their performance. An excited chatter broke out as Sahil began cutting the cake.
"Hey wait, guys do you hear that?" Will suddenly asked with his brow creasing as he frowned.
"What?" Rose asked. I strained my ears, trying to catch the ominous sound that had Will so confused.
Be-ep Beep Be-ep Beep Be-ep
There it was; a faint, almost undetectable sound that had managed to somehow worm its way into the air. The others had heard it too and were all staring at each other, confused. "What is that?" Manu asked, looking around as if expecting to see the source of the noise flying in front of him.
"It's the communicator that Robin gave us," Cole answered. His eyes narrowed at the thought, knuckles whitening slightly as his grip on the table tightened. "I thought we got rid of that thing!"
"Ummm about that," Ellie, to my upmost surprise, looked down at the floor with guilt, "Me and Will were going to try to make others like it to use. We needed it as a kind of blueprint…"
"Guys!" Rose practically shrieked, glaring at both Will and Ellie with such ferocity I felt myself cower. "There's probably a tracking device on it or something. What were you thinking?"
"Don't you have a little faith, Rose?" Will asked, not at all affected by her words. "I looked it over for any kind of trick or tracer that Boy Blunder could've planted."
"Well then why is it beeping?"
"It's an S.O.S signal," Manu interrupted. He'd disappeared from the group when Cole had spoken, and only now was reappearing with the beeping communicator at hand.
"They have a lot of nerve asking is for help like this."
"Wow Cole, I don't think I've ever seen you made before," I teased him. The knife throwing, telekinetic boy glared at me.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked, looking away from Cole awkwardly.
"Ignore it, of course," Rose said as if it was unthinkable to do anything else. "Their team set us up. We'd be in jail if it wasn't for Will and Manu."
"Yeah I'm still a little confused about how that happened…" Ellie cut in.
"We all are." Manu and Will shrugged their shoulders, both becoming uncharacteristically quiet. I sometimes worried about those two.
"Rose, I think that maybe we should go," Sahil said softly. "If they're in trouble we can't just stand around here and do nothing. I was exhaled from my home for a mistake that would've cost hundreds of lives. If I got a second chance then so should they."
"But what they did wasn't a mistake, Sahil," Will interrupted, "They tried to throw you guys in jail. Purposely."
"But they didn't know we were innocent," I offered.
"And they still don't know that. So why are they asking for help?" he argued.
"Exactly. They must be in deep trouble to ask for help!" Ellie gasped, springing at the opportunity.
"Forget it," Rose dismissed, "We're not going to help them and that's final."
"Since when does one person decide what we all do?" Rux snapped. She hadn't said a word through the whole argument, but now it seemed to be her breaking point. I agreed with her completely, although kept silent. It was true that Rose seemed to be our unspoken leader, but that didn't mean she could dictate everything we did. Especially not this. "I say we vote. I mean, I don't like those sidekick brats any more than the rest of you do, but we might as well go help them. They might be dying as we speak. Besides, we've been stuck in here for days. Who wants to actually go do something?"
"She had a point," Manu said, raising his hand as if in school. "I vote we go help them." Dragon nodded stiffly.
"Are you guys joking? We can't help them. Do you remember what they did to us?"
"So you're voting no?" Rose asked him.
"Of course!"
"Well I vote yes," I said, crossing my arms. "They don't deserve to die after swallowing their pride to ask us for help."
"But what if they're not dying?" Will asked suddenly. "You guys are all acting as if we know for sure that they're dying, but what if this is just another trap?" A few seconds went by as we digested that new piece of information. What he spoke was true, we didn't know for sure if they were really in trouble or not. What if they didn't really need us and this was just another trap?
"We can't risk all these what-ifs. Even if there's a small chance of anyone needing us, then we go. I know for sure that none of us can live with this hanging over our heads if we don't," Ellie said, breaking the silence.
"Speak for yourself," Will muttered. His boyfriend's hand clasped his shoulder and their eyes met. Manu leant down and whispered something to the telepath. Will's eyes softened and he nodded his head. "Alright, alright, let's go."
"Where's the signal coming from, Rux?" Manu asked, grinning. He turned to the girl who now held the beeping sphere.
"Bialya."
(Bialya September 5 2:20)
"I don't know what surprises me more, the fact that Sin has a jet, or that Sin's afraid of flying!" I said, leaning back on my seat with ease. The eight of us were lounging in the small plane, staring into the clouds with smiles. Or at least I was. Shark Bait was driving the thing, a look of pure concentration on his face.
Next to him was Sin, who looked ready to either puke or faint. His hands gripped the arms of his chair so hard they had bent downward and were ripping.
Next to me Oceana was playing with a cup of water, refusing to talk since we'd gotten onto the jet. I could tell she was upset about being here, but that was all the more frustrating to me.
Dragon was behind her, staring out at the clouds. She'd been forced onto the aircraft, with her claiming that she could fly the whole way instead. She'd only accepted being on here when Ellie pointed out that she'd be exhausted when they got there and would only slow them down.
The girl was playing with her whip next to Dragon, not looking at her boyfriend.
Ghost was infuriated that we'd forced him to come along. But he wouldn't hear of us going without him either. He was a strange character.
Sona was next to Ghost, having been trying to calm him down most of the flight. It was working, slowly and gradually, and the warrior seemed to be the only one with the patience of doing it.
"The jet isn't his," Shark Bait called from the pilot's seat. He seemed surprisingly good at driving the aircraft, something which no one questioned. "It's used a lot by people like us…you know who worked for the..."
"And they still let you use them? I thought you ran away!"
"We did. But they don't change the passwords too often." Suddenly the whole plane shook violently. I felt my seat fall from underneath me, and was immensely glade of the seatbelt I was wearing as I followed, leaving my stomach in my mouth.
"Manu!" Sin gasped, tensing. His seat squeaked in weak protest as the left arm finally snapped off. Poor chair.
"Sorry, turbulence," Shark Bait said as the plane shook even more. I could've sworn Sin whined as the plane banked left.
"So we've finally found your weakness, eh Sin?" I asked. He glared at me viciously.
(Bialya September 5 2:25)
I stood in a sea of sand, kicking at the piles of gold with boredom. Behind us was the small jet, now not looking quite as small compared as Sin leant on the wheel. He'd taken me aside after landing, threatening to cut off all of my hair at night if I ever told anyone else about his fear of flying. To that I'd agreed to quickly, knowing me meant every word. I'd prefer not to go bald.
"So where do you think the others are?" I asked Sin, looking back at him. He shrugged his shoulders. "Oh come on, you're a telepath," I argued. "Can't you do that whole mind link thingy?"
"What?"
"Yeah, I heard that Martian Manhunter can connect minds together as a sort of way to communicate." He held up his dark bow for me to see, and pulled out an arrow.
"These are my weapons. My telepathy is way too weak to be used like that." There wasn't many times when Sin would admit he was weak, but when his telepathy was in question he would almost use it as an excuse. It was as if he didn't like the power.
"Come on, you can at least try. We're doing nothing waiting here for them. It's not like the other team are going to be near enough to see the plane, if they're even alive still."
"Fine," Will muttered. He sat down on the hot sand and closed his eyes. A few seconds of silence went by, before I felt a sharp pull at my mind. 'Can you hear me?' Sin's voice asked. His voice was faint in my mind, as if coming from the other end of a football field instead of him being only a few feet away from me.
'Sin, you did it!'
'I did?'
'You can hear me can't you?'
'Woah, I can't believe it.'
'Try to find the others.'
'Ok.' It felt as if he had opened a door in my mind, and a cold breeze was blowing through it. I subconsciously shivered as he started to search the desert telepathically. All of a sudden a sharp blow pierced my head. Sin's face was full of alarm right before he cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
'Sin?' I asked. Another voice answered, their voice way too loud in my head.
'I see you. Psimon says forget.' Another wave pain went through my mind, the one as if I'd been hit over the head with a brick. Then my world went blank.
I know you guys would want to know, so this is what Manu whispered to Will: "I know you Will. You'll care and regret not helping. These people have families. Not everyone's story has to be like ours. Not because of us anyway. We need to go help them no matter what."
Sorry for not updating sooner guys. Really sorry about that. I went on vacation for a month and had no time to write. The only time I really used my computer was at this Wi-Fi café so I couldn't concentrate enough to write anyway. Then when I got back I had school and let me tell you IT SUCKS! And to top it all off a lot of my documents, including the one that held all of the character profiles and this chapter seemed to have mysteriously vanished. So yeah sorry about the wait.
It's all thanks to Blue Torpedo, who sent me all of you guys characters and kept on reminding me to work on this that it finally got published. So feel free to flood her inbox with thanks.
Now onto serious business. Who wants their character to die? Now it's not going to be like they just vanished from both story and memory. They'll be constantly thought of and spoken of throughout the story. So if you think a character should die (it can be yours) then tell me who and why in a review. CERIDWEN, DRAGON, AND SONA CANNOT DIE. I need them for a future plan.
So review please!