(Author's note): Procrastination is a wonderful thing. It let's you watch all the episodes of Lost and Code Geass that you want. Unfortunately, it also probably gets a lot of people very angry with you, and for that I apologize. This takes place from Abbey's POV, by the way.
"Goodnight, Abbey," whispered Percy as he kissed me goodnight. I returned the farewell (and the kiss), and then headed off to bed. I was emotionally exhausted, drained from the day's excitement. Dash… Was he really back? I mean, I know that's what everybody said, but it was hard to believe. I only had faint memories of the now-Jolteon, and almost everything I knew of his personality I had learned through stories lovingly and sometimes tearfully told to me by my mother.
If what mom had told me was true, than this withdrawn, cautious Jolteon was truly what my energetic, playful brother had become. It made me wonder: what had happened to him? He seemed almost… I wasn't sure I could put a word on it. Stressed? Disturbed? Maybe even… Traumatized? It was hard to tell.
I passed his room on my way to my own. I paused a second to look at him. He was curled into a ball, almost defensively, it seems to me. His face was buried in his fur. He rolled over so that his head was now resting on his front legs. I had a perfect view of his face.
It looked troubled, his face curled into a frown. Then the twitching began. It started on the ridge above his left eye. It twitched upward, followed by more twitching around the nose and eyes. Before long, he started growling. His teeth bared, the growling started as a low, soft sound, and then suddenly intensified. Electricity crackled through his fur, and I stood, transfixed. Then, his grow turned into a sudden bark of rage, and that broke me from my reverie. Backing away, slowly, I suddenly broke into a run, getting out of there as fast as I could. I heard the sound of the electricity intensifying in the room behi-
BOOM!
A deafening explosion roared behind me. I was lifted off my feet, one of the more curious sensations I've ever experienced. It was literally like flying, only you didn't expect it. Not that I had time to think that.
I was momentarily stunned. As I picked myself up, I looked toward to the direction of the explosion. Slowly, cautiously, I peeked into his room. Since it was all underground, the electricity had little effect on his room or the outside corridor. And there he was, still fast asleep and seemed to have slept through the whole thing. No longer twitching, but his mouth was still frowning slightly. Rolling over, he curled into a ball again, his face now hidden from me. Confused and more than slightly alarmed, I hurried off to bed.
(Author's note): Reviews will be especially appreciated at this time.