Assassination of Memories
Chapter VI – Düssel Chase
White Wing: Where the hell is Akiko I have some things I need to tell her!
Jake: How about we all just—
Wolf: Put a cork in it!
Logan: Anothernew character? What the hell is Akiko doing!
Tristan: Calm down Wolf, just because you're a new werewolf doesn't mean you have to flip out
Wolf: *growls* Doesn't help that I know I have 'til November 1st when I transform
Neofreak: Can someone tell me what's up with all the vampires and werewolves?
Jake: Akiko's loved vampires since she was nine and she's just started to love werewolves since last year I think. Mostly Akiko would write about half-vamps cuz she thought it would be easier and she loves playing around with werewolves
White Wing: Hey, Wolf right, um you do know that November 1st isn't the full moon right?
Wolf: Mundane
Tristan: Well the thing is that Wolf transforms the night before and after the full moon, all werewolves do. Yet the monthly Moon Transformation isn't like what you saw with Cain's pack, it's a lot more savage
Wolf: Translation, stay away from the desert near Las Vegas November 1st to the 3rd during those nights
White Wing: Wait so you can transform any time and be content?
*Wolf morphs into large wolf*
Wolf: *snarls*
Neofreak: Maybe content wouldn't be the right word...
Logan: That's a no-brainer
Tristan: Werewolves can tell who's a vampire without even smelling them; vamps just glare at werewolves as if to say 'why the hell were you born'
White Wing: Are you the only one apart from Neofreak that's human Trisen?
Tristan: It's Tristan and yes I am human
White Wing: Alright Trisen, how do you kill a werewolf?
Wolf: *barks then snarls*
Neofreak: Akiko doesn't own Maximum Ride or Pretender and one character has nothing to do with Ms. Parker from Dormant Angel
"You cannot be serious." The Director said staring at the man in front of him. The man was a lousy human, a little chubby with white hair and was quite old. "The Organization has no need for your assistance Mr. Parker; we don't need any of your irresponsible geniuses." The Director hissed.
"Please Sir I would like you to consider this, you see some of your irresponsible geniuses made something that applied to our 'geniuses' could be beneficial for both of us." Mr Parker said in a light matter. "And what would this 'thing' that we made be?" the Director buzzed ready to through the man out.
"Your nano-technology."
"And how, pray tell, did you learn about our nano-technology?" The Director heatedly rumbled. Mr Parker recoiled slightly remembering what Lyle had said about the Director, 'Watch what you say or he will bite your head off. Another thing, don't tell him it was me or a lot of our Sweepers are dead men walking.'
"It was a rumour that someone found out how to create nano machines that can manipulate DNA efficiently yet safely so I came to verify that information. Some of our doctors even have a theory that if applied right could erase memories of the host." The Director perked up at this. Good I've got his attention Mr Parker thought straightening his tie slightly. "Really? So if done correctly... I believe we have some volunteers that would be glad to participate." The Director smiled. Mr Parker nodded in appreciation.
"The Centre is very honoured Director."
Shadows' POV
"Do we have to do this?" I sourly asked holding the foil in my hand. "Come on we've got to do some practicing." Tranq cheerfully said, standing at ready with his hand poised over his head. "Why the roof?" I just as disagreeably added giving a sideways glance to the ground three stories below. The top of the roof had only enough room to keep one foot in front of the other, and yes I would be somewhat alright if I fell however I was already quite injured. Tranq, if he fell would fly right back up again, I couldn't fly with these wings. That was another reason why I hated the avian-humans, they didn't have freaking problems like I did; I wasn't one of them.
"Stop complaining and en garde!" Tranq said giving his foil a swing before lunging at me. The demon didn't have a scratch on him from the mishap at the school now; I slashed out at Tranq, giving him a minor cut that I quickly watched heal in front of my eyes. Minor scrapes and cuts were gone in seconds for him for me they were gone in a minute. Very little things turned into scars for both of us other than the one shaped like a dog bite that Tranq had gotten before the Organization had plucked him off the streets and the really deep injures that I occasionally (though it seemed like always) got.
Tranq clipped me with his foil; the wound looked a minute old already. Usually foils don't have sharp points however Jared took Tranq's favourite activity up a notch. Apparently the Pretender wasn't really a genius, Jared was completely oblivious to the fact that Tranq liked sharp objects, mostly knives, swords and daggers which filled Tranq's special room. Tranq continued to back me up, every two steps backward I could only take one forward as Tranq dangerously and expertly wielded his foil. My foot slipped slightly, Tranq had pushed me to the edge of the flat strip at the tip of the roof. "I win." Tranq smiled victoriously. "Isn't over 'til the fat lady sings." I told him lunging forward stabbing at Tranq's stomach pushing him back. To avoid falling over then rolling down the side of the roof Tranq cart wheeled backwards checking his wound that was probably already healed yet his shirt was spotted with blood. "Nice Shade, at least I remembered not to wear my favourite shirt this time." Tranq said with a grin. I rolled my eyes not in the least impressed lunging forward at Tranq again. The foils clang rung in my ears, echoing in my head what Jared had taught us.
"It's most simply a conversation between the blades whether or not you're practicing or defending your life." Jared tutored coming up behind Tranq taking the boy's sword hand, guiding Tranq through a block of my attack. "And if you listen carefully just by the sound you can predict your opponent's next move without premonitions abilities." Jared guiding Tranq into a downward block throwing off my attack. He let us continue on, watching as Tranq predicted my attacks. 'This is the reason why I like guns' I thought grimly.
Without a flash before my eyes I stepped back a notch, blocking Tranq's strike making the boy lose his foil. Sourly I reminded myself to make Tranq lose it to the side, he predictably cart wheeled backward catching it instantly lunging forward. I lost grip on my sword; Tranq caught it before it dropped pointing both swords at me. "Ah ha, I remain unbeaten!" he cried out with a grin plastered on his face. Never once had I beaten Tranq in fencing or anything that had sharp blades, though he never beat me in target shooting of course. "Next time Shadows." Tranq sneered.
"You always say that." I rolled my eyes sliding slowly down to a pointed angle that was above my special room window. Dropping down onto the still I opened the window slipping silently inside. The walls were a splash of random colours, paint streaking in different directions, splatters of the reminisce of our paint fight a week after Jared took us in. 'Jared Rehab' just what we called it made the corner of my lip curve up. The room had different tables spread around, mostly filled with loose paper with sketches of confusing dreams I showed Jared, along with the small pots on one table with a potter wheel beside it. A long double foot locker sized vault accompanied a wall with hung 'stalker photos' I took of everyday life with my camera and sketches of future events I saw, the ones that had accrued were framed. Some of them you could tell exactly what was going to happen; most of them were confusing crap. Like one that I had to do on a large piece of paper because it came in multiple flashes that overlapped each other. There was a fuzzy image of three people, two about the same height, the other quite a bit shorter than the other two, something that looked relevantly like a feather necklace with small round beads, a line that spiked and dipped in jagged lines and something that resembled splintering wood scattered across the whole picture over the other images, the three fuzzy figures were bathed from behind by a brilliant full moon. The moon gave me shivers, something almost had possessively had made me colour the images making it bath its eerie glow on the figures. The feather was a rustic brown streaked with black and white which slowly changed to black with silver, the beads a dark chocolate coloured wood. The lines were a kind of greenish as if they were being showed on a screen, the three figures looked like someone looked at them with vision problems. You could tell the shapes and colour, just not the details, the taller figures to me looked like adults, and the one that was shorter looked like a child or maybe even a teen. Everything beyond the images was a blur of colours some of which I could pick out shapes.
The image in total disturbed me, a confused muddle of a bunch of flashes that I knew were trying to tell me something. I sighed still trying to make sense out of it. The feather when turned black with silver looked very much like my feathers, yet I didn't know what the other colours meant and not even the genius Pretender knew the meaning either. I didn't understand any of it instead of the moon, which I desperately tried to forget every time I looked at it.
"Shadows, you've got more fan mail!" Tale called up as she had gotten to come home early because of the 'immature prank' that had been pulled at school. Humans just don't accept what they can't explain I disapprovingly thought. I called down causally telling Tale to just burn the secret admirer letters; I had raised suspicion when I gave all the guys who sent me a lover letter a broken nose when they had made sure they couldn't be traced. Of course with the disgusting cologne I easily found the guys, their scents practically bathed on the letters. I sat down at my pottery table running my hands over my favourite tall pot that bulged in the middle with a tinny opening at the top. My sensitive fingers picked out the detail you couldn't see just by looking at it, the pictures I had lightly etched into the pot before it dried. I liked this one the most because it showed a scene I had dreamed about so often, Father on the floor just before I killed him. My lips curved into a sinister smile, no it wasn't the future I had seen it was something that I dreamed would happen, some of my school binders had doodles of the scene in them. I could see his expression so vividly, how the life and colour would drain from both his face and eyes right before I pulled the trigger, how frightened and shock he'd be in the moments before his death. I would savour every moment when it finally came true, I would feel so relieved to rid the world of that vile man.
I chuckle left my lips, however now I was just satisfied with sending him little presents and he had no way of finding me. Once I sent him a dead Copy with a note attached saying 'do better', I could see his face when it arrived at his office. The way he would be so utterly horrified that I would refuse the Copies that were suppose to 'polity' bring me home. It never worked that way, Copies were too blood thirst, they wanted to destroy and rip to shreds like out of control Rottweilers. I put the pot down taking my second favourite pot, the one with the vision of me flying; it too was not the future but a dream. Down below Bronze was fighting with Rose about what was going to be for dinner. Bron wanted to go to Jackie's Joint for burgers while Rose argued about the last time the head chef had almost kicked us out because of me so she was going for the idea of a steak dinner here which Bronze said would be expensive. I listened to the bickering down stairs until Ethan intervened and said we were going over to the new kids' place for a BBQ that the parents had invited most of the town to. Their backyard was the size of a football field so getting the small town's population in it wouldn't be too difficult yet I sighed irritably. One) crowded places, bad for Tranq; two) I left the school in a condition that I shouldn't be already healed from, someone was going to be sketchy about that and three) I was testy about the new kids. They were too nosey, as I had caught them listening to the conversation between Tranq and I at lunch. That and I think I heard their dog talk.
I moved around the room for the rest of the time, it was a couple hours later that Jared came up while I was drawing a picture of a glorious strong flaming bird. "Hey we're going to the Ride's place for a barbecue dinner and I want you to stay here since you're not supposed to be healed yet. We're going to be gone for a long time so you'll have the house alright?" Jared said halfway through the door. "Didn't want to go anyway." I answered making Jared frown. "Give them a chance Shadows, don't judge a book by its cover or a perfume by its smell." Jared said. He had came up with the lousy line after I started judging people by their smells, though ironically I had decided to keep a careful eye on the kids when I caught I whiff of them. "Anyway there's food downstairs and I'll have Tranq pop in to give you some food. If you're going to come check out the barbecue stay out of sight, kay? Also Neo's gone up to the mountains for the weekend so you'll be completely alone, your okay with that?" Jared asked hesitantly. "More than fine." I reassured him. "Your shoulder should be healed by five so you can take the bandage off then, your side won't be healed until around eight-ish when we get back." Jared told me leaving the door open slightly when he left.
I waited until I heard everyone leave, the van that Jared had traded for the Kia rumbled down the drive giving me the all clear. I rushed out of the room to spiral stairs down the small hall that dropped me off at what looked like a dead end with a bunch of coats heavily blocking the way. Pushing them aside I opened the closet door quietly closing the door and dashing down the second stairs to the kitchen. Now I can raid the fridge. Jumping the last eight steps I darted to the kitchen coming to an abrupt halt. There was a huge large cooler on the island. Oh come on! I sourly thought stalking up to the fridge and giving a hard tug on the door.
It didn't budge.
I banged my head viciously against the door of the fridge with another irritated sigh that turned more into a guttural rumble from the back of my throat. I didn't make it often unless I'm alone because Jared would give me a light slap on the head, either that or the occasional dog-snarl that I did at something that was bugging me, usually at bunches of the thousands of cats that littered the grounds near the house. Neo said it was me that attracted them, though he thought it was funny that a cat would be content with me one moment and hissing at me the next. I smelled Ana at the door, heard her paws scratching there knowing that I would let her in. She only hated me for a second when we met and now she clung to me following me around. Generally she wasn't allowed in the house yet Jared didn't say to behave. The back door open and Ana trotted in giving a happy bark then cocked her head trying to place why I was in a bad mood. I felt like circling the blue cooler on the table, hating it to the bottom of my heart. Jared had finally stopped me from raiding the fridge; he gave me enough food from the look of it still it was probably leftovers from dinners that others didn't eat. Instead I controlled the urge and went with glaring at the cooler until I got hungry that I just got food out. At least not all of it was leftovers; I pulled the packaged meat out placing it on the counter. Let's see here: two, four, six, eight steaks for dinner then. Eight raw steaks.
After I had finished the meat that left cold blood all over the place I cleaned everything up going to my special room. Along the way the closet door opened just as I got to it, the door to my special room unlocked without a key and opened even though I didn't touch it. Another thing Jared panicked about, my open use of my telepathy or whatever it was called. I loved being able to move things with my mind since it made life so much easier. My camera shot towards my hand and I went back down throughout the house grabbing my long coat from the coat tree before leaving with Ana at my heels. You might be wondering why I didn't use telepathy when I really needed to, the answer simple: Father. He told me that doing things myself was more productive (another thing that presented me a failer) so that's what I did. It wasn't until I was quite a ways through Jared Rehab that I started using my telepathy more often.
I started to run through the forest holding the camera close, going fast enough to make quick time yet slow enough for Ana to keep up. I was going to the barbeque to take pictures of the sceptical kids, maybe find out why one of them was terrified of being in a cage.
Max's POV
I didn't like the idea of the barbeque at all, neither did Fang or Iggy for that matter. We had the whole town in our football field backyard, a many of the families brought their own barbecues as requested along with a hefty about of raw meat to cook all from sirloin steaks to hotdogs. Most of Angel's cuts were healed; she wore a couple twenty small Band-Aids anyway. Right now I couldn't help but snort at the message we got from the school on the answering machine.
"Despite the immature prank that was pulled this afternoon throughout the whole school we would like to see all students back on Monday thanking you." The message ended. Immature prank, more like bizarre Dune and his friend who we learned was Amberlynn, the most feared person in the whole school. "They think that's a prank?" I jumped giving Fang a hard hit on the side of the head. "Don't do that!" I hissed completely freaked out. Didn't help that I had been covered by snakes at lunch. Fang rubbed his head slightly looking me in the eyes. "Have you noticed anything wrong with Total?" he asked. "Like what?"
"He seems uptight, heard him mumbling of something that smelled weird around here." Fang answered, Akila came in looking tense with Angel following behind, the sounds of the party outside floated in from the open door. "Akila doesn't like it out there, an animal or something that's been in the area is making her worry." Angel said looking down at the dog as Akila laid down in front of the couch. "What's roaming around out there?" I asked. Angel shrugged saying Akila didn't really know.
"Max," Mom called from the door, "why don't you all come join us?" Once outside I noticed how small the backyard actually was, the smell of meat cooking made my mouth water. "There are way too many people here." Iggy said coming up to me the look in his eye told me he missed Serenity. Angel told me that the Organization had entwined Iggy and Serenity's mind together so they could hear each other's thoughts by the look of it he was already missing that. "If she were here she would make sure I wasn't in the dark." I heard Iggy sadly mutter to himself as he left. Man poor Iggy, yet one part of me hated Serenity even more. Look what she had done to him; if Iggy found out Serenity was dead he would—
I pushed those thoughts out of my head looking around for any signs of danger. I spotted Dune, looking as claustrophobic as I felt with a group that consisted mostly of kids, the oldest kid at least fifteen, the same age I was now. Amberlynn wasn't amongst the group, probably at the hospital recovering from all the bullet wounds she got that her double had shot at Amberlynn. I knew what it was like to get shot, from the time just before I met Ella and Dr Martinez who at the time I didn't know was my half-sister and mom. Fang told me all the names of the people with Dune, having been out here just a minute ago. "The one named Tale is just as chatty as Nudge." Fang said and I could see the two girls chatting nonstop together. "Max why don't you come meet Mr. Green? He's lived here for quite awhile." Mom said motioning to a tall man with dark brown hair and dark kind eyes that was talking to one of my teachers from my new school. I followed her, having a long list of questions I'd try to ask.
"Mr. Green, this is my daughter Max I've told you about." Mom said coming up to the man. He nodded holding out a hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you Max, and feel free to call me Jared." The man smiled. I shook his hand with a nod. "If you have any questions just ask Mr. Green." Mom told me. "Please just call me Jared." Jared insisted. Mom left to go talk to more guests.
"I guess this is a little overwhelming, I've never been to something like this before." Jared said to me. "It was my mom's idea; I'm not exactly fond with it." I found myself saying. "I guess what happened at the school kinda just left you wanting to have a quiet house huh?" Jared asked. "Does stuff like that happen often?" I questioned cautiously. "Not really, I work part time for the police so it was a bit of a surprise getting a call to come to work because of a huge prank that was pulled at the school." Jared said light heartedly. "I don't understand why they think it was a prank though, one of the kids I take care of said that things just started appearing out of thin air that weren't possible." He added.
"Kids you take care of?" I repeated slightly mixed up. Jared gestured to the group he had been with that were all together, "I'm not a legal guardian of these kids, I just give them a place to sleep, food to eat, clothes to wear and education. None of these are my kids; I've just created a family of kids who have nowhere to go. The dark skinned boy with short frizzy brown hair is Dobry, I found him on the streets in Seattle while I was tracking down a murder I got from my actual boss. I drove the kid back here and solved the case by finding him since he knew whodunit, if you get what I'm saying."
"He knew who committed the crime?"
"Exactly, happened to be his father who dumped him on the street the day after. The case had been running for more than two years and everyone was shocked that the key was the boy they had all seen on the street." Jared pointed out.
"Do you happen to take care of Dune and Amberlynn?" I asked even more cautiously. "Yes I do, those two are quite some work they are. They ran away from their home just after their parents died, Amberlynn drove the family car more than forty miles before it broke down on the side of the road. I found them starved to death out in the forest as Amber slowly died from a bullet wound to the chest. Nothing has been the same since I took them in." Jared said a far out look in his eyes. I asked him where Amberlynn was getting the weirdest response. "Well Amberlynn is... she's at home resting. After the incident at the school she's bushed and all so she couldn't come." Jared quickly said. "I apologize I must be off, I need to find someone."
Jared seemed to glad to go rushing off in the direction of the young man that had came with them. Had I pushed too far? Did he think there was something weird about how I wanted to know about Amberlynn?
Clish.
I swerved looking around for the noise of a camera shuttering. I didn't see anyone that had the kind of camera that would make that noise, most of them were digital. For the second time today I felt like someone's eyes were on me and I heard the noise again.
Clish, clish.
Wildly looking around I desperately tried to find who had the camera, hoping that it wasn't what I thought it was. A pit was growing at the bottom of my stomach, a gnawing sensation making me feel a bit sick. My eyes darted as I did a 360 yet I could not find who was watching me.
Clish, clish, clish, clish, clish.
It was taking rapid fire pictures now, a chill ran through my spine as I remembered many crime investigation shows I've watched. Where was Fang? I scanned the crowd for all black yet I couldn't find him. Where was he, I needed to figure out if I was going crazy or not. The person I could not see was boring holes in the back of my head, making my skin crawl.
Clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish.
I spotted the next best thing, Angel. "Angel sweetie," I said coming up to her. She smiled angelically up at me, "Ya Max?" I glanced over my shoulder more than paranoid. "Is there anyone suspicious at the party, like what their thinking?" I asked.
Clish, clish, clish, clish.
Angel shook her head telling me nothing stood out she told me where Fang was though. I quickly ran over where Angel directed me and I found Fang causally leaning against the side of the house far from the party. The camera's shutter echoed though my head as I came up to him; with one look at me he asked what was wrong.
Clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish, clish.
"Does it feel like someone's watching you? Like it did this morning?" I asked looking around. Fang gave his head a hesitant shake-slash-nod. "I keep hearing this camera go off but no one has the kind of camera that would make that noise. I think someone's taking pictures of us." I said sounding like the paranoid freak I was. "Does it sound like clish?" he asked. I stared at him slowly nodding. "I keep hearing it too." Fang said his dark eyes locking with my brown ones.
Clish, clish, clish.
We both glanced around hearing the same sound. "Maybe we should leave, tell Mom that we have to go somewhere." I suggested. Fang shook his head again, "We should stay, get Akila and Total so we can track down this photographer."
He could not be serious, use two dogs one of which I was told was paranoid about something roaming in the forest and the other was quite grumpy about the same thing. It didn't seem right, yet I went to go get Akila while fang spit to get Total. I went back inside to find Akila where she was when I left however Jeb was there too. "Come on Akila." I said, she got up sourly trotting over to me. "Where are you two going?" Jeb asked. "None of your business." I said attaching Akila's to her collar and swiftly walked out of the room.
"I don't want to go out there, that thingis in the forest." Total quietly objected when I came 'round the side of the house to find Total and Fang waiting for me. Akila gave a low growl as if she understood Total. Total's wings were almost fully developed so we put one of those weird little coats on him to hide his wings after we had cut slits in the coat.
Clish, clish, clish, clish
"Total someone's taking pictures of us and they don't want us to see them, we need you two to help us." I told him. "Can't a dog have a say in things!?" he said a little too loudly. "Usually dogs can't talk so keep it down." I hissed. "I will not do it." Total scoffed. "We don't need you anyway we have Akila." Fang replied. "What! No, I will not allow her to go alone, I shall come." The Scottie said standing proud. I smiled; nice going Fang just say Akila's going and Total would come. We went off determined to find our 'stalker'.
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So it didn't go as completely as planned, Total was frightened the entire way while Akila growled quietly away, neither of them could find a scent other than the thing's scent that was really creeping both of them out. Fang and I were starting to give up yet it didn't help that the shutter bug was still going. That's right, Akila and Total could smell anything yet we were followed by the now annoying clish, clish, clish, clish that trailed after us like a lost puppy.
We stopped tired that we couldn't find anything. "Okay can we leave now, we can't find anything?" Total said looking around nervously. Well I was hungry since I didn't eat anything though I didn't know about Fang. Akila tugged against the leash wanting to continue on, looking almost like the dogs that Erasers sometimes had. I looked at Fang who nodded, we should continue on. Total almost whined as we kept walking, Akila started to pull more furiously, Total became more agitated. Should I let her go so we could run after her? No that didn't seem like a good idea. Akila on the other hand, had other ideas. With a surprising firm tug I lost the leash, Akila shot off barking her head off. "Akila wait!" Total cried galloping after her with Fang and I at Total's heal. Akila charged with aggressive barks, something ahead rustled the bushes as it ran away. I caught Fang's gaze and we both ran faster, Fang scooped Total up as we chased after Akila. An angry bark was returned to Akila a snarl that sounded more human followed it.
'Respect the natural flows Max'
"AH!" I tripped surprised by the uninvited visit; for once Fang kept going after Akila instead of stopping for me. Nice time to pop in Voice I thought annoyed. 'Some things cannot be explained Max, like the incident at Düsseldorf in 1939.' The Voice chimed. Düsseldorf who would call a place that? And what incident are you talking about? I thought questionably.
"Max."
I looked up to see Fang coming over, Akila limped at his side. In Fang's hand was a camera that he immediately gave to me, "Can't tell if it was out photographer's the memory card's gone." He told me. "What happened to Akila?" I asked making Fang shrugged. "Attacked by something." Fang said as Akila licked a claw mark on her front leg. "We should get back to the house, hey ever heard of anything called Düsseldorf?" I questioned sound weird. Fang gave me a look shaking his head slowly like I was crazy.
I sighed as we walked back home, when we got there half the people had left yet the backyard was still crowded, a little off from the large group of people a bunch of kids had set up a soccer game. Fang went off with the camera and the two dogs while I went off to the library once I had found Jared and asked the man where it was. Düsseldorf, why would the Voice bring that up?
Shadows' POV
In general I hate dogs; I sat lost in the forest of books at the library discreetly licking the wound on my upper arm. Man I didn't think that the dog that looked like a Husky would actually come after me; Ana had attacked the dog making it run off however I had lost my camera that the Goth boy had picked up. Thankfully I took the memory card out after I had finished raking the photos I wanted to keep still some where saved on the camera's memory when I continued to take pictures after the card was taken out. I had sent Ana home right after and came to the library for peace and quiet, right now I was trying not to drop blood on the pages of the book opened up on my lap. A story book of famous children's stories, after I had lost CL's story book I always came here to read this one that I hid under the non-fiction section underneath the bookcase. I left my wound to air dry, taking the bandage off my shoulder rolling up the blood spotted cloth and putting it in my pocket. I read through the book, putting it back in its hiding spot so I could wonder around.
We had a history test in two days, might as well study. I took a couple thick volumes on what the test was supposed to be about taking them back to where I was sitting before. It didn't take long for me to doze off; history wasn't really my strong hold. A flash of a feather, fast beeping and a green jagged line, a big bright moon, a mournful howl. "SERENITY!"
I jolt awake my breathing fast and ragged. Ah hell I hated it when my dreams did that. However this time it was different, parts of an earlier dream had pasted itself with other things. I pushed some sagging hair out of the way taking a deep breath, then gripped my head with a painful throb.
June 26
June 26 what? What was so big about June 26? Something reeled in my head, I put both hands tightly on my head feeling like my skull was going to split open, forty-one soldiers killed at Düsseldorf, three killed two wounded, seven killed one wounded... My fingers peeled away from my aching head. Okay what was that about? Düsseldorf that sounded familiar somehow... I got up leaving the boring books behind. As I passed the computers near the exit a familiar smell whacked me hard. Stopping I turned my head to see the oldest girl of the Ride kids sitting at a computer doing some research. I was really far behind her, so far that if a normal human looked at the screen they wouldn't see any words. Focusing on the screen the words came into view.
Düsseldorf 1939.
Düsseldorf I mouthed then realized it. Oh damn! The power button on her computer pushed itself the screen became blank, all the computers' plugs came undone right after. I speed walked to the door as the girl cried out in frustration that her search was completely wasted; I pushed the door open and started sprinting for home. Damn, damn, damnI thought coming up the windy drive to the house. A litter of cherry blossoms covered the ground like snow, the trees lost the last of their flowers as the small pink petals slowly floated down, most already replaced by green leaves. The house came into view, a white country house with a nice little garden to the left of the house; the cats I had told you about earlier were all over the place now that Neo was gone. I jumped the five steps to the door throwing it open going straight to the kitchen frantically picking up the phone and dialling the number.
"Hello?"
"Tranq we've got a problem." I said breathlessly.
It's the ride of my life and I give it to Christ
Taking me for a spin, kick the track, let's begin
Whirlwind, hurricane, love so strong it's insane
Frothing up, overflows from my head to my toes
And I like what I've tasted
So I choose to embrace it
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fill me up til I'm full, make me unstoppable
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel his love overflow and it's unstoppable
Yes you bless, put me first, though I've earned something worst
It's too much to contain, gotta give it away
I need to go, let it flow, cause your love is fantastic
Shooting out from my heart like a giant elastic
Yeah I know I'm invited
Oh that's why I'm excited, I'm saying
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fill me up til I'm full, make me unstoppable
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel his love overflow and it's unstoppable
Now something's got to give
The unstoppable... stoppedso I could live
I recognized the fact
Is where I'm at
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fill me up til I'm full, make me unstoppable
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel his love overflow and it's unstoppable
I can do all things
There's nothing stopping me
Yeah I can do all things
There's nothing stopping me
I'm unstoppable
Unstoppable
Unstoppable
UNSTOPPABLE!
Qtown
Unstoppable