Makin' up for lost time, people! This one gets the most views, besides my finished story, The Finding. But I can't update that, y'know? So, this one gets updated! Yeah! Plus, I actually HAVE an idea for this chap, and the 1st one for Ghost Angel. I only have the prologue. A bit of a commercial, if you will. But anywayz, here's the story!
I woke up in Fang's arms. I was warm, so I curled in closer. After about five minutes, I got bored. So I kissed his forehead, then got up. I went to go wake up Iggy and Nudge. I went into Nudge's room. She was curled into a little ball, sucking on her thumb. I smiled. She was so cute, I'd go wake up Iggy first. I walked into Iggy's room. He was gone. I screamed bloody murder. Nudge came running in, wearing a little nightgown. Fang came in, in a t shirt and pajama pants. Both of them where black, of course. Then, I noticed there was no baby crying. Oh, no. They DID NOT. They did not take Iggy and a baby for an experiment. No. This can't be happening. They'd die. I ran into Gazzy's room, and sure enough, he was gone. I ran downstairs, searching for a REAL way out. I found it. A so called front door. I came up, and RAMMED it down. It instantly popped off. Instantly, I saw a screaming Iggy with a crying baby. Iggy was beating the crap out of this scientist and a couple erasers. I saw more come, and screamed. Fang and Nudge followed me out, screaming battle cries to be funny. Then, we attacked. I made sure Nudge got the baby back into the little house before they could get him. She was staying inside. I heard a little scream. Nudge. I ran inside and up the stairs, and right into erasers. Dozens of em. I attacked one, and he fell instantly. Together, me and Nudge killed every single eraser in the house, but not before they could hurt Gazzy. He had stopped crying, but not for a good reason. He was dying. I could tell. I knew we'd have to find Jeb. I ran outside. I ran right into Jeb, who had some whitecoats with him, ready to clean up the other, idiotic whitecoats' mess. I screamed for him. He came running up to me.
"Gazzy…. Hurt…. Dying….." I sniffled. Then, I lifted up the fragile little being in my arms. Jeb grabbed him and sent him away to be healed.
After they cleaned up the mess, Jeb came in and explained the magic boxes to us. The big one we had turned on was called a TV. The little one we had turned it on with was called a remote. Then, another skinny one was called a laptop or a computer. He explained their purpose and how they wouldn't eat us. And how we should use them. We sat together for a little while. He said that the whitecoat who had done this would be fired. I told him that that whitecoat was already dead. Then, he left. I turned on the computer. It had letters on it. Maybe I could write something? I could write Nudge a lullaby! I began typing:
I'm
a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a
bit bout how to give and take.
But since I came here,
Felt the
joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible
mistake
la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
I'm a young soul
In
this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is
true and fake
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding
trust and love is not always easy to
make
la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la...
This is a happy
end
'Cause you don't understand
Everything you have done
Why's
everything so wrong?
This is a happy end
Come and give me your
hand
I'll take you far away
I'm a new soul
I came to
this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and
take.
But since I came here,
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding
myself making every possible mistake
I'm a new soul... (la,
la, la, la,...)
In this very strange world...
Every possible
mistake
Possible mistake
Every possible mistake
Mistakes,
mistakes, mistakes...
Take take take take take... take a
mistake
Take, take a mistake
Take, take a mistake
(oh oh oh
oh...)
[fade out]
(oh oh oh oh...)
(That's New Soul by Yael Naim. Check it out sometime. And Max didn't type that CORRECTLY, of course, but I wanted you to understand it, so I kept it like that.)
Nudge would love it! Adore it, even. I would sing it to her every night, even when we went back to our cages. After that, I printed it. Jeb had taught all of us how to play the piano, even though we'd never actually played a real one, Jeb had given us pieces of paper. Every time I hit a note, he'd play that note on a recorder. It had been fun, we always practiced songs using just the paper. I had always wanted to write my OWN piano song. Now was my chance! I looked around for something like Jeb described. I couldn't find one anywhere! I waited for a few minutes, angry at Jeb for lying to us about this instrument. He had taught us to play a FAKE instrument! Well, Nudge and I. Fang opted to learn a different instrument called guitar. Iggy, of course, couldn't learn any instrument. Jeb walked in, and I kicked him again. He screamed like a little girl. I turned around and grinned at Fang, who just so happened to be mad at him too, for not supplying him with a guitar. He yelled at me. Eventually, he asked me why I had kicked him. I told him that there where not instruments in the house. He explained that there was a 'basement.' At first, we thought it was a magical land only whitecoats and erasers could go in. Then he pointed at a door. When we went though it, we saw something.
Mwahahahahaha cliffy! What should be down there? Something horrible? Something amazing? The review button gets lonely easily.