Chapter 3: Requested Presence
(Wolf's P.O.V.)
Yawning and stretching was how I always woke up now, but with school starting within an hour, I got up to fulfill the required tasks to get ready. I had taken a shower the previous night, so I only needed to brush my teeth, get dressed, and eat, and then I would get out of here. Trudging towards the bathroom, I grabbed a pile of clothes from my dresser and held back another yawn.
After I entered the bathroom, I closed the door and began to get dressed into the clothes I had brought in with me, and I hobbled over towards the sink at the same time. When I slid my shirt over my head, I grabbed my toothbrush, applied the toothpaste, and began to brush my teeth. So, today will be fast if everything goes as planned, and it should, the school bully doesn't show up on the first days of school, so that possibility is safe. Teachers don't give homework for the first week, along with them being lazy. That only leaves dealing with all the new kids, and those that heard about me going missing.
Leaving the bathroom, I grabbed my backpack, and exited my room, but not before grabbing a special locket off from my table next to the door. I slid it into my pocket as I closed my bedroom door, and turned around and started to make my way down the stairs. When I reached the foot of the stairs, I dropped my backpack off near the door and walked towards the kitchen. It was empty, save for a few spiders near the ceiling I was too scared to kill.
Grabbing a box of cereal, I slid it onto the counter as I grabbed a bowl, and then some milk from the fridge. Mixing all these ingredients together, I created a magical potion I like to call breakfast, boring breakfast style.
When I everything was back where it belonged, I took my bowl of cereal over to the table and sat down, and began to eat. So Strike is going to be here in ten minutes, which would leave us with twenty-five minutes to get to school. Well, I can always just argue it is better than walking, even though I would still prefer to be there later than that.
Sliding my bowl onto the counter next to the sink, I saw I still had five minutes until Strike was here, so I chose to just wash the bowl and spoon instead of just leaving it. I wonder how Krystal and her family are doing… it has to be better for them. I just hope nothing happened to them after I left…
…I guess I will never truly know… setting the bowl in the drainer, I started for the front door as I popped my knuckles. I grabbed my backpack and slung it over my shoulder as I opened the door, and when I closed it, I pulled extra hard so the lock would snap shut without me needing to check on it.
Just as I turned around, I saw Strike pull up, and I smiled as he honked his horn. Walking down and towards his car, I grinned as I shook my head slightly; I wonder if Krystal still goes to school…
I walked into class and sat down at a desk near the windows of the classroom, and looked around, and saw I was one of the first few inside the classroom. Besides the teacher, there were four other guys, along with three girls. The girls had already formed a huddle around where I suspected they would be sitting, but the guys were like me, spread out and away from them. I turned back towards the window, and saw many of the tardy students still walking up to the campus entrances, but then I saw a sight that made me stiffen like a board; the school jocks, or school bully group, was coming to school.
Looking back forward, I could see all the past encounters I had endured from them, all of them being too disturbing to put into words. I had been pummeled like a human punching bag, shoved into lockers way too small for me, or way to big, but smellier than a gym room. And I didn't bother trying to fight, since the one time I saw a kid actually fight back, he was sent to a hospital.
With a little effort, I looked back outside just as the bell rang, and I saw a few black sedans pull into the school parking lot, and as a dozen men in black suits exited the vehicles, I couldn't help but chuckle softly, it's an army of lawyers…
"Good morning class, I trust you all came prepared, today, since this is the beginning of a new school year, we will begin with you all getting to know each other." Most of the class groaned, and I would have also, if the yawn I was issuing hadn't interrupted me…
(Mark's P.O.V.)
Step one, secure entrance to the school, complete. I looked back, and saw four of my squad guarding the door, two on each side of the hallway. Looking back forward, I jerked my head towards the intersection near the office, and four more of my squad broke off and each stood near a corner of the hallway. Step two, main hallway is secured.
Walking into the school office, I saw it was filled with students, but my remaining three squad mates and I walked through them, and when we reached the counter, one of the office ladies looked up at me and said, "No glasses indoors sir."
"We are looking for a student that goes by the name, Wolf." I said, ignoring what she had previously said. She looked up at me, and didn't seem she would answer, so I reached in my coat, not bothering to hide the desert eagle under my coat as her eyes widened, and I pulled out my identification and let it fall open. "This is a matter of security… time is of the essence."
She backed away and walked around a corner to somewhere else behind the office rooms' view, and I slid my identification back into my jacket. I looked beside me, and saw the other three men of my squad were facing away from me, and the surrounding students had formed a circle away from us.
Once the lady was back, she held a paper out, and as I took it, she went back to helping the students, though I could see her keep glancing in my direction. I turned around, and started to walk towards the exit when I looked down, and saw a map of the school, and a path was shown towards a circled class from the office.
After we had exited the office, I turned and led my men down the hallway towards the classroom forty-eight. Step three, location of the target acquired with a soon arrival time.
I stopped in front of a doorway, and I pointed at either side of it, and two of my men stood on either sides of it. I grabbed the door handle, and when I pulled it open, I heard all noise cease from within, and I walked in, along with my last man. In front of us was a bunch of teens who held papers in their hands, "How can I help you two gentlemen?"
Looking over, I saw the teacher had asked the question, so I turned back towards the classroom and said in a loud and authorative voice, "The student by the name of Wolf is required to come with us."
(Wolf's P.O.V.)
M-Me!?
I was still sitting down by the time he called for me again, but I couldn't believe it as I was still staring at the men who now seemed more like something out of a government movie than lawyers. He spoke again, and this time, I didn't yield to sitting down, "Wolf, you are ordered to come with us…"
When I stood up, many of the students that didn't know me yet looked towards me, and I felt like I was in a spotlight as I walked up to the front of the classroom, and stood in front of the man. He looked down at me through his black tinted glasses, and he turned around and said, "Follow us…"
(Mark's P.O.V.)
Step four, package has been acquired. When we were outside, we continued to walk, and my two men fell in behind us, flanking Wolf on either side. I tapped the side of my glasses, and a camera activated on one of my other men, and was facing Wolf, so now I had a visual on him on my glasses.
"Why do you require me?" Wolf asked as we neared the intersection. The other four men of my squad joined us, and wolf now had six men behind him.
"We require you to fulfill a special task… one that is in fact only suited to be performed from you from your knowledge." I said, and walked through the front doors of the school. I continued on towards our sedans, Step five in progress, transport package back to base…
"What kind of knowledge? I'm not the smartest of my entire school if that is what you think." He answered, just as I had expected. It would be dangerous to just toss around words out here where it is unsecure, but I'm sure a single name wouldn't be to damaging… to us.
I took off my glasses before I cast my piercing blue gaze back at Wolf, which made him shiver, and I said, "Cerinia…" I turned back forward and slid my glasses back on.
Wolf coughed slightly by the time we reached our transportation, and he said in a quiet voice, "I don't know what you are talking about…"
Shutting the sedans door behind me, I got into a seat that would enable me to watch Wolf as we drove to our next destination. "I won't answer any more questions… it is best for you to save your breath…"
(Wolf's P.O.V.)
Red lights were going off all around my head as I tried to figure out how he knew about Cerinia. From what I knew, I had been the first and only human to go to Cerinia and back… and I had destroyed the only machines, on accident. I hope he only somehow heard of it by accident… I would be over if he knew about Krystal!
I looked outside, and I saw trees racing by, but I felt a sting in my shoulder, and I looked over quickly, and saw the man retracting a needle from my arm. "W-What… did you… d-do…?" I asked as I suddenly began to feel drowsy. I tried to fight it, but it was a losing battle as I began to slump back into my seat, which began to feel a lot comfier than when I had entered the sedan. I looked up at the man, and all I saw was his blank expression as blackness began to envelop my vision, and my heart rate started to slow down…
(Mark's P.O.V.)
Impressive… not even I can withstand the knock out medicine that well… I thought as I looked back forward, and nodded to the driver in the rear view mirror. We began to drive all the more faster, and I leaned back into my chair…
(Wolf's P.O.V.)
I slowly opened my eyes, and I was greeted by a dog's muzzle moving over me. The fur was long and white on the underside, and from what I could see, it was orange along the sides. I felt my hands on a table, and then I started to hear something, though I couldn't hear exactly what. W… Where am I?
Someone began to feel near my pocket, and I bolted at the contact, but all that accomplished was scaring the now visibly hominoid husky, and making me land on the floor… the cold hard floor. I groaned as I rubbed my head, but I used my other hand to quickly reach in my pocket and snatch the locket from it. I put it under my chest and held it firmly as I looked up and saw the husky looking at me from over the table.
An electric jolt ran through me as we continued to look at each other, and I said, "Y-You're… a Cerinian…?"
"That I am… but the question is, how did you know so easily…?" The husky said quizzically…