First Mutant
By David D. Amaya
Chapter 5
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Cyrus Parkman's Room, the next evening, The White House 1837 EST. Day 6
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A knock on the door saved Cyrus from a boring dose of "I Am the Cheese."
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here!" Cyrus recited.
The door opened and in walked Special Agent Nichols.
"Cyrus, we have to talk."
"Took the words right outta my mouth, Nichols. Pull up a chair!
"So what's on your mind?"
"This," He handed Cyrus a printed document.
Konnichiwa, Cyrus!!!! Nanika atta?!!!
U're right, you couldda taken all those jerks, and left handed even!
Em. City just ain't the same without the K'Watt. I mean the air is cleaner, it hasn't rained in three whole days, and that smell *finally* went away.
==JJ==
I miss ya, Dude.
The chichihaha Parental Units say 'Hi.'
Tell your dad to swing the big bandwagon over to the Left Coast. We could do a Number at the Hilton, just like 'ol times!!! :-)
As 4 the big OZ, ain't got no gripes this time. Meds seem to work *this week* and I gained 3 ##'s.
Doc's think I can go back to school in a few days. *DAMN* what a drag. But at least I don't have your lack of fashion sense.
BTW, here is a new PIX of the Oz at your fav hang, 'de Needle.
Do you have *it* under wraps yet?
You know it's eating ya to tell someone, so it might as well be your *Partner.*
Saw your new Squirrel 'Watt, He don't look so tough, so you might as well fess up. I mean if he's willing to do the pail detail, he's got 2 B Kewl. Right??
Oh Yea, almost forgot. Grabbed the info of your Pub. Speaking job. Tell me how your teach thinks.
U know only *U* would try to find a loophole in a homework assignment 'Watt Well you know what they say, Tade kuu mushi mo sukizuki!
Got 2 go 'Watt, and think about what I said about your partner, Secret Squirrel (Hey, wouldn't make u Morocco Mole?? :} He, He He.)
Yours 'Till Puget Sounds,
OzΘ USlink. Net
"WHERE DID YOU GET THIS!?" The President's son exclaimed as he read the password-protected document.
"Oz's web site."
"Aren't there laws against invasion of privacy!?"
"Not since the Patriot Act. Now if you do not trust me after this, I understand, but I am well within my duty to find out if there is any potential threat I need to know about. I apologize that I intruded, but I had to know for sure that what was in that letter you tried to hide from me was not a potential threat to your safety."
For a 12-year-old who just had his privacy violated, he took it well.
Considering that Nichols admitted it right away, instead of keeping it to himself said how much Nichols respected Cyrus.
Heck, Woodsie wouldn't of told me, and he didn't have to. he mulled in his head. "Okay, Nichols. I'm still a little pissed, but its kewl. I mean, you told me right? And no one else in your shoes would've crawled in here to beg forgiveness.
"But it isn't me who you have to say sorry to," he grabbed the phone and dialed a number by heart. "You have to apologize to Oz yourself.
"Yo, Oz, ya got five? We need to chat. Yea he's right here, he needs to chat too." He then hung up the phone.
"Wait, let me talk to Oz."
"Nope," he he powered up his computer. "Oz doesn't do the long distance thing. You have to meet Oz in a chat room, online."
The screen said Seattle Storm Chat Room.
"Isn't that a public chat room?"
"Not this time a year," explained Cyrus. "No one'll think of looking for me here, so I rap with Oz here a lot."
PowerPlant logged in at 06:39 EST
{PwrPlnt}Yo Oz hurry up!
EmeraldWizard logged in at 03:40 PST
{EmWiz}Fast enough 4 U 'Watt?
{PwrPlnt}Yea, brought someone to say hi.
"Well, say hi," he said as he slid the keyboard to Nichols.
{PwrPlnt}Hello, Oz. this is Special Agent Kordel Nichols.
{EmWiz}Hi ya Nichols! How's things on the Potomac??
{PwrPlnt}Fine. And in Seattle?
{EmWiz}It's raining. *Big surprise.* :-o
I don't think you had Cyrus make a call just to get the weather report, AN??
{PwrPlnt}No.
"Well?"
{PwrPlnt}Oz, I acquired your web page and read the message you had for Cyrus. I acted within the scope of my duties and operated within federal laws to find out if there is any potential threat I need to know about.
I apologize.
After a long pause, Oz Replied;
{EmWiz}Guess "Emerald City" was 'bit 2 obvious 4 an SS agent, huh?
{PwrPlnt}Actually it took a while.
{EmWiz}What did K'Watt say?
{PwrPlnt}He said he forgave me. But I had to say apologize to you.
{EmWiz}No, I mean exactly what did K'Watt *tell* U??
{PwrPlnt}He said, "It's cool."
{EmWiz}4 future reference, it is spelled "KEWL."
I 4-give U AN, but please don't do it again, OK??
{PwrPlnt}I do not make promises I can not keep.
{EmWiz}At least UR honest. Speakin' 'bout honesty, AN, Where did you get that pack of KA for Flemming??
{PwrPlnt}How did you know about that?
{EmWiz}Ask the K'Watt.
Cyrus then showed Kordel the rubbing of his secret plans and the incriminating packet of Kool Aid.
{PwrPlnt}Mr. Chairman, at this time I wish to exercise my Fifth Amendment rights.
{EmWiz}Ha, Ha!!! U are 'most as good with the 1-liners as 'Watt.|-)
Is K'Watt in the room with U??
{PwrPlnt}I'm right here, Oz-ze.
{EmWiz}Can I type 2 K'Watt Mono 2 Mono 4 a while AN??
"Oz wants to rap private-like, Nic. Could you go and get yourself some milk?"
"Very well, I owe you that much," Kordel said as he left the room.
(Five minutes later)
"You can come back in now, Nichols, I got something to tell you as well."
"What is it Cyrus?"
"Remember that explosion at the mall? Well, that happened before, about a year ago.
"I was in Em. City for a few days for a quick visit with Oz on Bainbridge Island, we ditched Woods and were slinging rocks into the water, when this large rock I threw glowed bright red then went off like a grenade in the water. I guess what I'm trying to say is ...
...I'm a mutie."
Kordel just looked thoughtfully before he replied to the news "I assumed as much, but do you know for sure?"
"Yea, Oz's Mom works at this testing lab in Tacoma. Oz bought me one of those home AIDS testing kits and Oz had it sent to the lab. I have that X chromosome-thing. I'm a mutie all right."
"Have you told your parents, Cyrus?"
"ARE YOU MAD, NICHOLS! I tell the First Mom and she'll need mouth-to-mouth, and President Dad would probably make me lead a precession to Capitol Hill and make me the poster boy for the Mutant Registration Act.
"'Yes, my fellow Americans, if it's good enough for Cyrus Parkman, the First Mutant, it's good enough for your little freak.' "
"Do not sell your parents short, Cyrus. I do not believe your parents would react in that way."
"And how would know, you've only been here in DC for a few days."
"When I was on the school paper back at Boston U. I wrote many articles on mutant's rights. I know of many Members of Congress who do not hide the fact they are mutaphobic. Your parents do not fit the profile, and your father had voted against important bills, even crossing party lines to strike down bills be supported, when they carried Anti-Mutant ride-alongs while he was a Congressman."
"But have you ever met a mutie before?"
"Yes, I have. Many, in fact, that I am proud to consider my friends. But mutants try to hide themselves from the world especially in this political environment. But I was very active with a few mutant support groups in Boston."
"Look, I don't need a shoulder to cry on or anyone's charity," Cyrus told him. "What I need is a cure.
"What if that thing at the mall is just a sample? What if I would have used that mutie-thing on that dork Flemming, I couldda blew him straight to hell.
"What if I do that to you? What if I do that to my folks? What if I ... I do that to Andi ...." tears started to form in the young man's eyes.
Kordel just knelt down and looked him in the eye.
"It will be all right, Cyrus," he said. "Your secret is safe with me."
"Thanks, Nic."
"Call me Lariat," he replied. "An old friend of mine used to call me that when I was younger. I would consider it an honor if you where to call me that every now and again."
"Ok 'Lariat,' I guess you could tell that Oz knows too, and that Oz knows that you know, ya know? So the $56 question is what we gonna do now?"
"I have something in mind. I have a few days off coming up. I shall look into a solution that will help."
" 'A few days off?' You ain't gonna bail on me now, are you, Lariat?"
"No, but the only way I can think of helping will require professional help.
"Trust me."
"Why do I not like the sound of that?"
End of Chapter five
© David D. Amaya 2007