Paradise Eco

sorry about me not updating in like forever, but I had this strong feeling that no one was reading this or somehow hating this fanfiction so much they just read and then reget reading it. Please reveiw, thank you.

Don't You Fake It

Chapter V: New Divide

Grante sighed as she walked down the queit hallway, she over slept her alarm clock once again. Her dreams are filled with werid images and werid people dancing around her, other are pointing as someone takes her hand and leads her away. They dance some more as men shout and yell at them, then a load sound makes everyone duck and the person goes away.

Grante entered her classroom, all around her were posters of Charis with sayings at the bottom saying why the students should choose him for chair in the Republic. Grante dropped all her books on the table and sat in her desk, she glared at all the students hovering around her as they read the posters to their friends. When the teacher walked in, everyone went to their desk and a girl turned on the TV on the chalkboard. Slides went by reading about the lastest news inside and outside of Kras City, even though outside news was boring. Grante watched as the slides went by, Kras City was frist it took up 15 slides then it went to one about the Icelands. The only headline was talking about the nation's Princess Glamour Vice was kidnapped and listed as missing, Grante yawned as someone girls passed notes.

"Ladies." The teacher hissed, Grante smirked and played with her pen. Her mother was still in the Icelands and discussing the status of the nation, Chancellor Ives didn't agree with their leaders of tiny villages. Someone gave a low whistle and a group of girls laughed at Charis sitting in the back, Grante turned to the purpled haired boy.

"You see something you like? Some grade 9 booty? You cradle robber." Charis laughed at her comment.

"No, I was looking at something you like." He said motioning up to the screen, Grante looked back at the slides and her jaw dropped. The headline was in red and there was a photo of Eli and Seth, Mar Boy Missing.

"Elijah." Grante said standing as the slide whiched, everyone went silent as Grante grabbed her keys and ran out of the classroom without asking for the needed pass.

Vice rolled over peeking through the sheets and looked at the sun shining through the tent, Seth sat on a stool and stared at the snow on the ground. The sunlight shone off the snow and glared onto his face, the boy she meet two months ago had a hateful look on his face and would always glare at everyone. Now his face seemed more calm and more relaxed, Vice moved back the sheets and smiled at him.

"Good morn'." Seth nodded at her.

"How are you feeling?" Vice held her head.

"Fine." Seth nodded and looked outside, people were starting to walk around carrying baskets with food or with clothing. Men were carrying guns and tying their shashes on, Seth closed the sheet and looked at Vice. "Explain to me what's going on here, so I now what I'm getting into." Vice nodded.

"My Uncle Artimes is an awful man, he kidnapped boys ta be in his boy army which he kills everyday unless they are strong. His man soliders raid small helpless villages at night and kidnap boys, ma father fears tha unless he's stopped he'll try and start a war." Vice looked at Seth, his eyes were staring outside at the village.

"Come on," Seth said picking up his gun and pulling on his shirt, Vice threw the sheets back and pulled on his boots.

"We are we goin'? It's not like I can wander anywhere I wanna!"

"You're a princess aren't you?" Seth said opening the sheet, Vice bit her lip as she followed him out of the tent. Women and men all stared as Seth lead Vice through the village, people started whispering among each other and pointing. Seth rolled his eyes as Vice hed behind Seth's back, she watched as their eyes stared right through her and to her DNA. A girl wearing a knit scarf and a wool dress put her basket down, she walked through the crowd and went right up to the two.

"Why are you pissing your pants over two childern!" The girl yelled taking Vice's hand. "Come on I'll take you where we do women stuff," She laughed and whispered in Vice's ear. "And where we gossip about the state of the village, but that's under your nose." Vice giggled and nodded to her, she followed her and Seth sighed. He might as well go to sleep, he stayed up all night watching Vice sleep. He walked back to the tent and laid down, he opened his phone and found he had a message.

:Contact this number again, and I'll kill her. Understand, Seth Jonas Mar? I'll send things you have to do to keep her safe, along with the certain Princess you're hanging with. Add the following number to your contacts.

Seth felt heat go through his body as he the note over and over again, he shut his phone and shoved it under the bed. He stood and opened the tent's sheet, outside a couple of grauds were leading a group of boys towards Artimes' tent. He followed and pushed back the sheet, the boys were being lead out of the tent and Artimes smiled.

"Seth Mar, I do believe? What do I owe this visit for?"

"I want to join your army."

Grante banged on the door to the Mar household, she was covered in sand and bright green paint from her school's system for stopping skippers. She jumped over the box that checks student ID but triped the alarm for the pass out of class, green paint shot out of holes in the wall covering her head to toe.

"Elijah!" Grante shouted, she drove through the Danger Zone and entered the Wasteland covered in sand. The door opened a bit and Grante smiled, Eli stood wearing only his boxer. His hair was messy and he looked like he was sleeping, he groaned.

"What are you doing here?" Eli growled. "It's like..." He looked to his watch. "10:53am..." Grante blushed, she totally forgot about the time but why was he still in bed at this time? Grante shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest, she glanced away from him.

"I heard you were kidnapped."

"No, Seth's missing. He's been missing for three days..." He looked up and down at Grante. "What happened to you?"

"Nothing!" Grante said covering her face. "Just... Art Class." Eli rolled his eyes and opened the door fully, he walked up the stairs motioning Grante to follow. She stepped in and took her shoes off, she followed him up the stairs to his living room.

"Herr's at school, Dad went to a meeting in Haven and Mom went to the race in Haven today. I'm off today," He glanced up and down at Grante again as she stood awardly by the wall, he sighed and went up the stairs. He found a shirt and gave it to her. "Go and change, you can't walk around wearing paint all day."

"Oh..." Grante said going to the washroom, Eli stood outside the door and Grante passed him her clothes. When Grante was sure Eli was gone, she came out of the washroom holding down the under of the T-shirt which was too short. She peeked into the kitchen, he wasn't there. She queitly tipped-toed to the living room.

"Do you want to talk to her?" Eli said walking down the stairs, Grante peeked over the sits and saw Eli talking on her phone. Eli's nose wrinkled and passed her the phone. "It's Charis."

"What!" Grante shouted grabbing the phone. "How did you get my number?!" Grante shouted.

:I asked someone for it, it's not that hard.

"What do you want?" Grante growled looking at her her painted toes, she could feel the angst between them even though they were miles apart. Grante glanced to Eli, he was sitting in the chair near the couch.

:You have to watch the news today, you'll love it.

"Why? Is it pictures of me escaping the school?"

:Even better, see ya love.

"Don't call me love!" Grante shouted. "Charis!? Charis tell me..." She stopped when she heard dial tone. "Damn him," Grante whispered hanging up, silence flooded the room as Eli channel surfed. Every once a while, Grante would glance to Eli and see him staring at her. She blushed and stared down at her phone, school would get out soon and here she was in Spargus sitting on her ex-boyfriend's couch.

"Herr should be coming home soon," Grante nodded as Eli stood and walked out of the room. Grante stared at the TV as it changed to the Kras City News, a lady came on the screen with a bright smile.

"History has been made today by Chancellor Ives, we go live to his meeting in the royal palace with Baron Schuyler." The feed turned to the gray old man that runs Kras City, Baron Schuyler had been in office ever since Grante turned 8. The man smiled and motioned to Chancellor Ives, he walked up and opened a large book for Baron Schuyler.

"The oath of Kras City," Baron Schuyler started. " 'Life's a game but it's not fair, I break the rules so I don't care. So I keep doin' my own thing walkin' tall against the rain,victory's within the mile. Almost there, don't give up now, only thing that's on my mind... is who's gonna run this town tonight?'" Grante rubbed her mouth as Eli walked back into the room, he stood behind her as Baron Schuyler stepped down. Chancellor Ives stood up.

"Thank you Baron Schuyler, our good baron has given us as a city the right to have two students from Precusor Private as student chairs. The male chair will be named the King of Spades Chair, this student is a shining student of his school and he was very happy to be here to appect the award himself... Charis Oppsits." Grante's knuckles cracked as she saw the boy step up and take the spade chain, on the end was a spade piece with a crown on it.

"Thank you Kras City, I'll make you happy." Charis stepped down and Chancellor Ives stepped up.

"The young lady to take this award will be known as the Jack of Diamonds Chair, this young lady has been talked about alot in the media through family or through dating. Sadly she's not hear to take this award... that young lady is... Garnette Kanna-Cure." Grante's heart stopped, all around her was a blur as she watched the world spin around her. Above her Eli stood with fear on his face, she started to shake her as she came back slowly.

"Grante!" Eli shouted. "Grante! Are you okay?"

"Elijah..." He pulled her onto her feet and sat her up on the couch, he sat infront of her.

"You hit your head, are you okay?"

"No." She said as she heard the door open, someone ran up the stairs holding a report in his hands. Herr stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at Grante, he cheered and pushed past his brother and hugged Grante.

"Grante! You came back!" Grante looked stunned for a second as Eli shrugged, coming up the stairs Keira whispered queitly to Jak. They both stopped when they saw Grante sitting on the couch, Jak glared at Eli as he glanced away.

"Grante, what a surpise to see you here." Keria said putting her bag on the floor. "Is she staying for dinner, Elijah?"

"Yes." Grante blinked at him as Jak walked around the couch, Eli glared at his father as he motioned for him to follow him outside. Eli stood and followed Jak down the stairs to the back, Jak glanced back at his son as he descended down the stairs. His mind only remembered the young boy running down the stairs after his father...

Jak woke early to the morning sun, he stood on the cliff facing Haven City. The sun's rays were starting to fly across the dark blue sky, he turned his head when he heard the door open behind him. Trying to get down the steps, one by one, was tiny Elijah no more then two months old. His baby hair was curly and dark green, but at the roots blonde was starting to come in slowly. Jak smiled at the boy as he fell into the sand, he jumped up and ran towards his father. Jak picked him up and smiled, Eli nuzzled his father's beard and giggled.

"Where are ya goin daddy?" Eli hick-uped.

"Just looking at the sky." Eli nodded and laid his head on Jak's shoulder.

"Can ya come look under ma bed... there's somthing there."

"Okay..."

Eli crossed his arms over his bare chest and stared at his dad through his hair, Jak stared at the ground before a large breeze made Jak come back to his senses.

"What is it dad?" Eli said as Jak rubbed his temples.

"Kahen and Jahen don't know where Seth is."

"I know, I phoned them." Jak nodded at his son's answer.

"How about Grante?"

"She thought I was missing." Jak nodded before rubbing his head again.

"Why would Seth run away, he's giving me a massive headache." Jak sighed and walked away from his son, Eli sighed again and checked his phone again. Nothing was in his message box, he started to walk down towards the water as he checked in a map. Seth did have an old phone from Jak's time, but his new phone couldn't track it. If he went to see Olde Vin, he'll help most likely.

"What are you doing?" Grante asked coming up behind Eli, she had her clothes back on and her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail. Eli shrugged and sat on a rock, he stared out at the city as a text came in.

:If you keep mooping Seth'll never come back.

Eli glared back at Grante, she smiled as she pressed buttons on her phone. He rolled his eyes and texted something back to her, when she got it her eyes went narrow and she stomped away from him. Eli smirked and looked back at the ocean, he had to focus on one thing; and one thing only. Grante couldn't get in the way or anyone else, he stared at the text he sent Grante.

:If you don't leave, I'll make you leave... Kras Brat.

Eli checked his messages again when he saw a new one, from an known source.

:Dear Elijah Jonas Mar, we have your brother Seth and Princess Glamour Vice within our sights. Follow what we say and the following people will not be killed: Kahen Praxis, Mistress Daara, Charis Oppsits, Princess Glamour Vice, Seth Mar, Garnette Kanna-Cure, Sabine Mar (that's right, we know where she is) and yourself.

The 1st rule is you are not to tell anyone about this message, we will kill one of these people on this list if you do. 2nd rule is you must never see Grante ever again until our demands are meet. 3rd you will bring us Light Eco, the same eco your father requried during the Dark Ages. bring us these things and nothing will happen.

Don't forget we have people everywhere, but just to be fair we'll give you the location of your sister. Head to The Forgotten City's Blackout at 7:30pm she'll be on, enjoy the show. Await for future rules and things...

you know you love me... xoxo

Eli stared at the text and turned, he didn't delete the text or phone anyone. Instead he ran back to his house to find a shirt and his keys, he glanced to his family eating as he ran up the stairs. He couldn't tell anyone, he grabbed a plain t-shirt and threw it on followed by his guns, knives and boots. He jumped out the window and ran towards the garage, he stopped and looked back at his house. A new divide between him and his friends and family was drawn.

TBC...