A/N: Here's the 5th chapter :) I forgot to mention David's and Wes' FC but you guys probably know it. FC: K9 (Titus Makin Jr.) , Sable (Telly Leung). Anyways, thanks for the reviews, sweethearts 36 And to the question about Kurt, he could make a cameo appearance somewhere but he's not part of the Warbler crew. The New Direction guys are in Way-wards. I hope you enjoy the story :D
Wreck of Habitation
Climbing up the stairwell, Tarot still couldn't shake off the high-class feeling of the place. The carpeted floors and wooden panels keep reminding him that he wasn't at home anymore. It was hard to grasp the fact that he was going to stay here now. No more laze days on his favorite beat-up couch. No, instead those days are replaced with hardcore training session and drills from one of the scariest guys he had the displeasure to meet. Tarot felt the blood drain from his face at the thought of the training that was going to take place tomorrow. Couldn't Sable actually wait for him to fail a mission first before arranging his death sentence? He would probably end up at Elixir's medical room again; beat up, bruised and broken.
Reaching the third floor of the building, the blond scanned the doors that lined the hall. None of them were marked. Looking down at the key in his hand, he realized that the key wasn't even labeled. You would think that a high-security building would have a card to scan instead of this ordinary piece of metal. He then noted the keyholes beside the doors instead of on the door itself. He also wondered how he could have missed the fact that none of the doors had knobs or handles to match its wooden theme. Odd…
Hearing a door open, he noticed Riot running out of a room. The buff blond rushed over to him with a worried expression. Picking Tarot up by the shoulders, Riot shook the guy, shocking the other blond. "Have you seen my brother?" He yelled. From their brief encounters, Tarot had always thought of Riot as a calm and jolly guy, much like Santa. So, it was an understatement to say that this gruff and panicked, nearly hysterical attitude shocked the hell out of him.
Frozen, Tarot shook his head robotically.
Riot proceeded to drop the blond and run down the stairs, calling out to the whole household. "Sable, I need to see the surveillance cameras…again!"
Shaking out of his stupor, Tarot jumped back up to his feet, dusting his pants. With the wonder of how he was ever going to get use to the daily situations here, Tarot proceeded to make his ways to the door when the sound of crackling engulfed the halls.
"Ethan," A bored tone filled the halls, Tarot recognized it to be Guile's. "Your brother is looking for you...again. And to the clueless newbie, your room is the second one to your left."
The blond looked around the halls, to try and figure out where the speakers and the cameras were but he couldn't figure out where. "Thanks, Guile!" He called out. Turning to his left, he walked over and slipped the key into the lock, on the wall, beside the door. A portion of the wall slipped open to reveal a scanner, much like the front door of the building. He placed his right hand on the neon green scan pad. After much clicking and clanking, Tarot keyed in his pin numbers before watching the wooden door swinging open to reveal…
Holy crap…
Tarot didn't even know where to start to explain the mess that was set in front of him. All his things were strewn everywhere, on every piece of furniture. It was his first day here for goodness sake! Sable was already plotting his demise given with the fact that Falcon wants to kill him and now, what? Was the mafia looking for him? He wouldn't be surprised though.
"Hello!"
A reddish-brown-haired head appeared out of nowhere, popping out upside-down right in front of Tarot's face. Shocked, Tarot jumped back, somehow managing to slip on one of the objects on the floor and fell backwards, banging his head on the wooden door, which he could've sworn had metal chunks in it or something.
Recovering from his momentary black out, the blond sat up to look up at the guy who seemed to be dangling from the ceiling. "Wha-?"
"I'm Quest, your roommate." The guy grinned, jumping off the ceiling and landing in front of the blond in a crouched position.
Kenneth Greene
Codename: Quest
Ranking: Freshman
Specialty: Spying
Tarot pushed himself off of the floor, into a seated position, rubbing the back of his head. There would be a bump growing there in the morning for sure. "I'm Tarot," he introduced himself, holding out his other hand to shake Quest's hand.
Quest smiled toothily, "I hope you don't mind. We just got a bit curious." He said, pointing to the mess and the tall hazel-haired boy standing beside the door, Tarot wondered why he didn't notice the other before. "That's Ethan."
Ethan Moore
Not part of the program
Riot's little brother
The tall, young boy beamed, waving happily at the blond with one hand. The other- Tarot noticed- was holding his precious guitar. "Do you play?" Ethan asked, passing the instrument over to the blond as Tarot nodded in reply. Ethan then joined Quest and Tarot on the floor, sitting with his legs crossed.
"Play something for us," Quest urged, waiting in anticipation for some music.
"Ok…" The blond placed his fingers on the strings on the neck of the guitar. He started strumming aimlessly at first, wondering what he should play. Putting his mind on shuffle and blindly selecting a song, he started to strum a familiar chord.
It's a beautiful night; we're looking something dumb to do
Hey baby, I think I want to marry you
Is it the look in your eyes? Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby? I think I want to marry you.
Well, I know this little chapel on the boulevard
We can go, no one will know
So come on, girl
Who cares if we're trashed, got a pocketful of cashew can blow
Shots of patron, and it's on, gir-
"ETHAN!"
Tarot needed to stop being surprised. Really, jumping out of his skin is starting to become a second nature.
Riot burst into the room, seeing his little brother and giving him a reprimanding look.
"Hi, Riot!" Ethan grinned. "Tarot's playing us some music on his guitar.
The elder brother sighed in relief, grabbing Ethan's hand and pulling him out of the room.
Quest was shaking with silent laughter. "Riot needs to stop getting so worried. Ethan was within the base grounds…this time."
Picking himself up and his guitar, Tarot made his way over to the middle of the catastrophic room, "So which bed is mine?"
The spy laughed, "The one with all your things on it. Sorry, we couldn't resist. We got kind of curious."
Tarot laughed along, shrugging. "It's ok." The blond then decided to clean up the mess, glad that his roommate was at least somewhat normal…except for the fact that he could walk on the ceiling but other than that, Tarot was pretty sure that the guy was as normal as anyone could be.
FC: Quest (KC Monnie) , Ethan (Matt Hall)