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Chapter 4 -Trip Down Memory Lane
Dark's POV
Hey kid, it's 'bout time for you and your friend to head out. I set down one of the random books I had taken off the shelf. Once again I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep so I had chose to just read.
"Yeah, yeah. I doubt he's up yet."
Then wake him up. Duh.
Shut up. And he did. For now at least. I stood up and put the book back in it's place on the shelf, then walked to my room, changing and grabbing the bag that had the things I'd need for the day. I walked to Death's door and knocked.
"Wake up, we need to go soon!" There was a groan and a slurred response.
"Wah? Huh? Was goin on?"
"It's Monday. Get your ass out of bed and c'mon!" There was another groan and a few minutes later the door opened, revealing a very disheveled looking Death in a skull t-shirt and black jeans. Let me put it this way. His hair was defying gravity. I sighed.
"Please tell me you plan on fixing…. That." I gestured to the mess that was his hair. He snorted.
"Why should I?"
"Because if you don't then I am. Now either fix it or find a brush and sit down." Despite all the time I spent on the run, the way people's hair looked was for some reason a big deal to me. I couldn't stand it when it was a mess. Maybe one of the reasons I couldn't sleep was fear of bedhead? He groaned again.
"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine." He ran a hand through his hair. "Happy? By the way, you might want to do something about your eyes." That being said he snapped his fingers, and his changed to a light hazel color. I sighed and blinked. Now my eyes were an odd shade of purple. Look Ma, no hands! Hopefully they wouldn't say anything about my paleness. Over the years I had learned that I was abnormally paler then others, demons and humans alike. Thanks Alazar.
"What time are we supposed to get there anyways?" He shrugged, walking into the kitchen and checking the clock.
"Let's see here…. in about…. ten minutes."
"How far is it? You've used a portal the last two times to get out of here." I have no idea where I am. No freaking idea. He sighed, tilting his head.
"Fine. I guess I can make a portal. Come on, the others are probably waiting." He made a portal, and we jumped through.
Sure enough the other four were there waiting at the entrance to school. Death had teleported us to a nearby alley, so we wouldn't be seen, and we had walked the rest of the way.
"You know I still have no idea where we're staying." He shrugged.
"I think it's near Danny's house. Not really sure." Near Danny's house. That is so damn useful. I guess I can just make a portal there if I need to. We walked up, greeting the others. We had compared our schedules already, and saw that we had first period with all of them, second with Sam and Tucker, third with Luna and Danny, and the rest with just each other, excluding gym, which we all had together. It was when we got to first period that something went wrong.
"Ah, the new students," stated a balding man, slightly overweight. The teacher I guess. "Please, introduce yourselves and tell us a bit about you." I looked over to Death who just smirked. Figuring that Death wasn't going to go first I sighed and looked at the room full of kids. A fact? Might as well have some fun with it.
"My name is Alec. I'm fifteen and not interested." I looked back to Death who was smirking at the class.
"Tobias Eldridge. I'm sixteen and you do NOT want to piss me off. Cross my heart and hope you die." I glanced at his smirking face and shook my head. Great. Now nobody will take either of us seriously.
3rd person pov
The rest of class went smoothly for the two young demons. As the bell rang they headed for their next class, science. The moment they walked in the door they were jumpy. The science room was set up like a mini lab at the moment, and neither boy felt very comfortable.
Dark looked around the room nervously and tensed when he saw some of the tools used in experiments. A few memories from years ago tried to make themselves known but were pushed to the back of his mind. This wasn't the time or place for such thoughts. He shook his head and tightened the grip he had on the bag slung over his shoulder and headed towards Sam and Tucker at the back of the room.
Death, however, wasn't faring quite a well. Unwanted memories were bubbling to the surface, his vision blurring. He suddenly collapsed to the floor, clutching his head as the flashback overwhelmed him.
He was only a baby, just a few months old at most. The memory was fuzzy thanks to his young mind, but he remembered it for a very specific reason. A woman, his mother, smiled gently though it seemed strained, holding him close. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his arm, like a shot. But it quickly grew much worse. It spread like wildfire through his veins, burning like a thousand suns. He screamed from the pain, what was going on? It didn't stop though, just raged on. Until, finally, he fell unconscious.
Back in the classroom Death slowly opened his eyes, realizing with shock he had not only screamed in the flashback, but in real life. The class stared at him and he did the only thing he could think of at the time. He ran.
Dark's POV
Sam, Tucker, and I shared a quick look before running after Death. We ran down the halls for a minute, ignoring the teacher's shouts, before seeing him run through the doors and out of the building. We ran after him yelling his name. He stopped at the end of the steps, turning to us with a panicked look in his eyes. He quickly masked it, though a tinge of fear could still be seen in his eyes. We stopped and looked at him for a moment, catching our breath. Then Tucker spoke.
"What was that?!" Death narrowed his eyes, speaking viciously.
"Nothing." Tucker stepped back, eyes wide, and hid behind a wide eyed Sam. I looked at the two. I hadn't seen Death act like this and I guess they hadn't either.
"Why don't you two head back? Just tell the teacher that we're with the nurse." They nodded before heading back in the building. He glared at me. I stared back, doing my best to hide any emotion. Something I had become very good at. I noticed he was shaking slightly.
"What do you want?" He snarled. Great. He's mad, then again that was a given.
"I just want to talk. Are you alright?" That probably just made it worse but oh well.
"Fine. Don't worry about me, go back inside." I noticed his hand twitch slightly towards the scythe charm around his neck. I doubt that's a good sign.
"Like Hell are you fine. You just randomly collapsed and started screaming. And judging by how you're acting right now there's no way you're fine."
"It's none of your business." He snapped. I shrugged.
"Okay. Don't tell me." He turned, and I saw a flash of black fabric before it disappeared.
"I won't." Damn. Derik lied to me. Reverse psychology doesn't work! I sighed.
"Death, c'mon. Seriously, what's wrong?" He kept walking.
"Nothing, leave me alone." I walked after him and set a hand on his shoulder, trying to stop him. In a flash he spun around, a cloak appearing on his shoulders, hood up. I found the edge of a scythe at my throat, as his red eyes glared out at me from under his hood.
"Don't. Just leave me alone." He growled out. I stood there for a moment and glared at him and slowly moved the scythe down, away from my neck. He narrowed his eyes, tensing. Then he turned on his heel, cloak snapping, his scythe slashing the air beside him. Unfortunately that air included my arm. Then he disappeared in a cloud of gray smoke. I looked down at my arm where the scythe had left a small gash, black blood starting to run from it and down my arm. I sighed, put my hand over the cut, and headed to the bathroom. It wouldn't take long to heal but I did need to wash the blood off. I hadn't expected that. I mean, I know he was pissed, but I didn't know that would happen. I took my hoodie off and pulled my sleeve up, wincing when it rubbed against the new cut. I grabbed a paper towel and wet it then washed the blood of my arm. Unfortunately, now that my arm was visible, I could see all the cuts I already had decorating my arms. Hopefully no one will come in before I'm done. That would be most annoying. I sighed and looked at the wound. I don't think he did it on purpose, didn't seem in his nature. Then again, I've known him for about two days.
I sighed and threw the bloody paper towels away. I'll just have to wait until I get back to the house to bandage it up and all that, no way am I going to the nurse for this. I put my hoodie back on and made sure any evidence of me ever being here was gone which I had become good at. I looked at the tear in my hoodie. Luckily it just looked like a random tear and nothing more. Since my blood was black, courtesy of Alazar, it wasn't very noticeable on the black fabric. Checking the area once more for any remaining evidence of me ever being here I left and headed back to class, just in time to tell the teacher that 'Tobias' had gone home, and leave for my next class. Luna and Danny were in this class. I headed to the back of the room, trying to avoid all the questioning looks from the other kids. The walk to the class was filled with people talking about what had happened, some of them trying to ask me. I sat down and waited for Danny and Luna to get here. A few seconds later said people bursted into the room, looking flustered.
"We got here as fast as we could, Skulker decided to rear his ugly head," said Luna. Skulker? Nevermind. They sat down and gave me worried looks.
"We heard about Death," Danny started. "What happened?"
"Not sure. He acted a bit like a dick and left. Not really sure where though." Luna cast a curious look at my hoodie. Shit.
"What about that?" She said, gesturing to the rip. I shrugged.
"I guess I snagged it on something." She raised an eyebrow.
"On what? We're in school." I shrugged again.
"The world may never know." Danny sighed, looking down for a moment.
"Should we try to go after him?"
"If you want. You may have better luck with him then I did. But he wasn't acting very kind." He shook his head.
"Then I guess we'd better let him cool down some first." I nodded and then class began, ending our conversation. About five minutes into class I had lost interest and had my head in my arms on the desk, asleep. Despite the fact I had insomnia, I slept through a good chunk of the day. Not entirely sure why but I've never really had a problem with it. I didn't have many nightmares when I did, contrary to when I managed to fall asleep at night, so it's always been a welcomed thing.
Suddenly I heard a loud snap right by my ear, and jerked up to see our teacher, Ms. Teresa (She didn't want us to call her by her last name), holding a ruler.
"Sleep at home, Alec, not school, ok?"
"Yes ma'am" She nodded and walked back to the front of the room while some of the class tried to muffle their laughs. I sighed and looked out the window. Haven't been paying any attention to the lesson so far so no point in starting now. Then something landed on my desk, a piece of paper. Unfolding it I saw a note, asking if I was alright, from Luna. I made sure the teacher wasn't paying attention before looking at her and giving a thumbs up. She nodded and I turned back around, refolding the paper and pocketing it so I could throw it away later. The rest of the class went by and gym was next so I sat that out. No way was I dressing out and I didn't feel like doing any of that anyways. Then we went to lunch.
The food was disgusting and I wasn't interested in conversation so I slept through it. Amazing that I did considering how loud it was in there. The rest of the day was uneventful. After dismissal Tucker told me that Danny and Luna had gotten detention because of a ghost, and Sam had to go straight home thanks to her parents. He offered to come with me but I declined, figuring the less people, the better. I walked back to the alley Death had teleported us to that morning. Making sure no one was around, I opened my own portal to the house.
Upon arrival, Death was no where to be seen. Not really sure whether that's good or not. I set my bag down next to me on the couch and took out the wonderful thing called homework. I hadn't dealt with this sad excuse for practice in a long time and I'm sure as Hell not happy to see it again. Looking over the papers I realized something. I barely knew any of this.
I can help.
Really? Wait. What do you really want?
To be out and a snack. Death wasn't here. Or at least I don't think he is. I guess it doesn't really matter. They'll find out eventually.
Fine. A moment later Alazar was standing in front of me, a familiar smirk on his face.
"You need to take care of your arm." I rolled my eyes and got up to get some bandages.
"Yeah yeah, I know. Find yourself a snack while I do that." I walked down the hall to my room and opened one of the drawers and took out a roll of bandages. Along with the other things Clockwork had given us, he had also left these in multiple places around the house. I walked to the bathroom and pulled my sleeve back up and took car of the wound. As annoying as bandages are I had no choice but to use them. It was either I put them on or Alazar does. After taking care of that I cleaned up and walked back out, leaving my sleeve up so Alazar would see that I had indeed done as he had told me to. What I saw wasn't what I expected. Alazar was sitting on the couch with a bowl of chips and Death was standing nearby, cloak on,hood still up, and scythe gone.
Death's POV
Another flashback. Another damn flashback. In the middle of class, and I knew it had been bad. Of course it was. I saw my self fucking dying! I ran as soon as I could, knowing I couldn't stay there. I would hurt someone. Or they would hurt me. Everything had gotten a bit blurry after that. I vaguely remember seeing Dark, but that was about it until I got home. I had opened my eyes and found myself in my room, cloaked and holding my scythe. I had immediately grabbed my Anima Sucus, but it didn't do much.
The flashes were bad. They kept repeating that one scene. The way I died. I hated it. I was still shaky, I knew it would be a while before I recovered. After what seemed like hours I finally got up, shrinking my scythe but keeping the cloak. It comforted me. Then I had walked down the hall, intending to get another drink, when I had been met with a strange sight.
There was a guy sitting on the couch, eating chips. He was wearing skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, and a chain necklace that held a small black diamond on it. Like Dark he had extraordinarily dark black hair that went down to a little below his shoulders. His eyes were the same shade of red as Dark's. I noticed that he had a silver piercing close to his eyebrow on the the right side of his face and another one that was black under his left eye. I raised an eyebrow, about to ask who the hell he was, when Dark came down the hallway. He looked at me for a moment before scowling at the guy on the couch.
"Why didn't you tell me he was here?" The guy shrugged and smirked.
"Because if I had then I wouldn't be enjoying these chips." I wasn't sure who this guy was, but looking at Dark, I noticed something alarming. His arms were covered in scars, and a fresh one could be seen as well.
"What the hell happened to you?!" I was concerned. Sure, I didn't know the guy that well, but I can actually get pretty protective. Even over those I don't know well. He looked back to me and paled realizing what I was talking about. He carefully pulled his sleeve down so he wouldn't mess up the bandage.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." I shook my head.
"Don't even try it."
"Try what?"
"Lying. What happened?" He glared a bit and started walking over to the couch.
"Why should I tell you?" I crossed my arms.
"Whatever. Not like it concerns me." He sat down on the couch by the guy and looked at some papers on the table.
"Sure it doesn't." He said sarcastically.
"What do you mean by that?" Normally I would've pulled my hood off by now, but I had a reason not to. I did not want him to see how much that flashback had affected me. I had been crying, and that's not a pretty sight. Damn acid tears burned through the carpet. He shook his head.
"I mean nothing by it. It isn't something for you to worry about because it is none of your business." Something was up. He wasn't telling me everything. He looked over to the guy. "You going to help me anytime soon?" The guy shook his head and gestured to the bowl that was still full of chips. Dark sighed and stared at the papers. I turned my attention to the other guy.
"Who are you?" He looked over to me.
"My name is Alazar. Pleasure to finally meet you face to face Death." I just gave a light nod.
"Uh huh." Then I turned to Dark again. "Now, you try again. What are you not telling me?"
"Why do you expect me to tell you anything? You didn't tell me anything earlier. What makes you think I'm going to tell you anything after the way you acted?" After the way I acted? What the hell?
"What do you mean? I haven't done anything." He sighed and after a few seconds turned around, a surprisingly calm look on his face.
"You acted like a dick when we only wanted to know what was wrong. Sorry if I don't feel the need to talk to someone who acted like that." Then he turned back around. I, of course, was extremely confused. I don't remember anything like th- Oh shit. I spoke again, trying to keep my voice calm.
"Dark, what exactly… what happened when I acted like this? And when was this?"
"After you ran out of the science room. Sam, Tucker, and I followed you to the entrance and tried to figure out what was wrong but you kind of freaked them out so they went back while I tried to figure out what had happened. In case you can't remember I didn't." Oh no, no no no. This… no. It couldn't have happened. I fell against the wall, sliding down and putting my head in my hands.
"Oh reapers, no…" I mumbled. Dark sighed and turned back around.
"Death, what the hell is up?" I just shook my head. I can't believe I lost control. Without raising my head, I spoke again.
"Dark, please, you need to tell me exactly what happened." He gave me an odd look before nodding.
"After you passed out at the beginning of class you started screaming, and then ran out of the school. We followed you and tried to find out what was wrong but you kind of freaked the others out. You were really mad. They went back to class and I tried to find out what was wrong. You wouldn't tell me anything and then you left." Something nagged me at the back of my mind, he was leaving something out. I looked up.
"What else? Something else happened, I can feel it." He looked away.
"You kind of blew up. Your cloak and scythe came out and….." He trailed off and I noticed his hand on his arm where the bandages were. I shook my head again, my eyes growing wide.
"...No…" I whispered. I didn't realize my hood was falling for a moment, but I quickly hid my face. "How… how bad is it?" He shrugged.
"Nothing really. You didn't mean to Death, it was an accident." I shook my head.
"No, you don't understand. I… I lost control. I could've killed you!" It was true. My anger… it could get out of hand. When that happens, I sometimes black out, and I don't remember much. I'm not in control of my actions. He was silent for a moment before he answered.
"Then be more careful next time. I don't know what pissed you off and you don't have to tell me if you really don't want to, but if it can get that bad then you need to be more careful." He didn't seem to understand. Then again, I doubt he would. These flashes, my emotions, even certain other things, cause me to go into a sort of autopilot. Whether it's defensive, angry, violent, I don't decide. I shook my head, and he looked over to me. With a jolt I realized he could see my face clearly and looked away, but it was no use. He gave me a worried but nervous look.
"You alright?" I hesitated for a moment before standing up.
"...I'm fine…" He gave me another worried look before sighing.
"Alright." He hesitated for a moment before talking again. "You know, if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'll listen. I'm not very good with giving advice but I can try." I paused. Maybe I could talk to him. Then again… These things weren't really something normal. But could he understand? I gave him an odd look.
"I just might take you up on that." He nodded.
"Alright." I walked into the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of Anima Sucus, then walked back out to the living room.
"Hey… Where'd Alazar go?" He shrugged, looking at the papers with an annoyed expression.
"My room." I raised an eyebrow.
"Why?"
"So he can finish his snack in peace and ditch me." I nodded.
"Uh huh." I paused for a moment. "Look, I think I'm gonna head to my room for now. If you need anything, you know where to find me." He nodded. Then I headed back to my room. I sat there, trying to push back my thoughts, not really doing much. I had tried playing my guitar, but I couldn't focus. After a few hours I checked the clock, and decided I might as well try and get some sleep. Ignoring the empty glass on the side table, I laid down and closed my eyes, quickly falling unconscious.
Young, seven year old me, once more. I was looking for someone, my brother? Jack. Yes, I was looking for Jackson. Looking around I quickly slipped through the door. Going downstairs I wandered, looking for my twin. I stopped at an empty door, seeing a familiar figure. It was my mother.
She was standing in front of a chair, and there was a person in the chair. I couldn't see past her very well, but it looked like a kid. Suddenly my mother's arm raised, a needle full of black liquid in her hand, and she plunged it downwards. There was a bloodcurdling scream from the child, and I stood, frozen.
"AHHHHH!" I shot up, pushing against something and hearing a thud across the room. I looked around wildly, my vision slightly blurry. As I was slowly able to see, I managed to catch sight of Dark… All the way across the room? He was sitting against the wall, rubbing his head. "D-Dark? W-what happened?" He looked up.
"Aw, nothing much. You were just screaming again so I came in to check on you. Then I flew over here." I shook my head, trying to clear it.
"W-what?" Damn my shaky voice. Then, it rushed back. The nightmare, screaming, I must have pushed Dark away. Suddenly, something else clicked. More images rushed into my head and I clutched it in pain. Alec. I knew that name. And now I know how. I slowly looked up, wide eyed. Dark got up, still rubbing his head, and gave me a worried look.
"You okay?" I shivered, but not from cold.
"I-I…. I'm not sure…" I slowly got up. I needed my drink. He followed me to the kitchen.
"What do you mean? What's wrong?" I shook my head, grabbing the bottle and a glass.
"It's just…. nothing. It's ok."
"Like hell. You were screaming. Again. What the hell is going on?" I sighed, putting the bottle back and continuing to the living room. Sitting down I took a long sip before turning to him, as he had sat down too.
"Dark it's…. It's complicated. And it's not a very good thing either." He rolled his eyes then winced from the action, putting a hand on his head again.
"I've dealt with a lot of complicated and not good things. I think I can handle it. Plus, I told you, you can talk to me. This seems to be really bugging you. You really oughta get it off your chest. It might help." I sighed, setting the glass down.
"Alright… I'll try. I guess I should start with the easiest thing. First off… I'm dead, obviously." He nodded. "Ever since Reaper took me in… I've had flashes, nightmares, memories. Of my old life. They were…. horrible. Eventually he gave me this," I gestured to the wine. "To stop them. And most of the time, it worked. But for some reason, they've started coming back. The flashes, the nightmares. Science class? I was reliving my… my death. That's why I acted like that after words, and couldn't remember. When something like that happens, I sometimes go into a kind of autopilot, and I can't control it. At all." He nodded.
"Makes sense. I didn't think that was the way you acted." I nodded. There was one thing I wasn't sure I should tell him though. Him. He was why these flashes were coming. I realized it now, he was Alec, my old childhood friend. The King's son, prince of Terrian. I couldn't believe it. No, I wouldn't tell him yet. He gave me an odd look.
"Is that all?" I hesitated, picking up the glass and swirling it. Time for a change of subject.
"Dark… Can I ask you something?" I was hesitant to ask this. I didn't want to shatter the little trust I seemed to have earned. But I had seen quite a few similarities between him and Alazar, and I was starting to suspect something. He shrugged.
"Sure."
"Is Alazar a Greater Demon?" He tensed a bit and seemed to get a bit defensive before nodding.
"Yeah. How'd you know?" He had a suppressed, angry tone in his voice. I paused a moment before my next sentence.
"I can see…. You had two souls." He was quiet for a moment before nodding.
"Makes since, being with the Grim Reaper and all. Why do you ask though?" I looked down.
"I recognized soul binding. Just curious, I guess." He nodded.
"If you don't mind me asking, how much do you know about it?" I tensed. Should I say it? I braced myself.
"It killed me." He stared at me for a moment before looking down, the defensive look in his eyes fading to sadness.
"Sorry." I shook my head.
"It's alright. It's not your fault." He sighed.
"Not that. You've known I've been bound to a soul this whole time and that must've brought back some bad memories." He paused for a second. "You think that those dreams and memories might be happening again because of that?" I hesitated. It wasn't because of that, entirely.
"Well…." I sighed. "That time you helped me up, when I fell in the hall. That was from a memory. You acted weird that second time. Did you see it too?" He was quiet for a moment.
"Yeah, I did. Do you know what it was? I think it was a memory but I'm not really sure." I looked at him.
"Yes. It was a memory. One of mine, which at first made me wonder why you would see it too. But I finally got it. Your name, Alec. I recognized it." He nodded.
"Alright. Just wasn't sure, thanks." I tilted my head.
"You don't remember, do you?" He sighed.
"I don't remember much from before things changed. I remember bits and pieces but not really much. Then again, I don't really try to." I wonder… Maybe if I reminded him? Then again… Maybe I shouldn't. Wait a second. Before things changed?
"What do you mean before things changed?"
"When I was bound to Alazar. Things started going downhill and all." Then a thought struck me.
"Who did it?" He cocked his head to the side.
"Why do you ask?" I shrugged.
"Just curious I suppose. Not everyday you find someone else who went through the same hell as you. 'Cept, you survived." He nodded, an odd look in his eyes. "What is it?" He shook his head.
"Just thinking."
"Hmm. Alright. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He was quiet for a few more seconds before looking up with a nervous look in his eyes.
"Death, I know only two people who have any interest in soul binding." Two? I only knew of Kyra…
"...Huh. I only knew of one. What's up?" Why was he so nervous?
"One of them is the one who did it to me. As far as I know I'm the only one she's ever tried it on. The other I met over my time on the run. He thought it was an interesting idea to try and bind another, just to see if it works." When he mentioned the other one he put his hand on his arm, probably unknowingly. That didn't sound good, but I wouldn't press it. For now.
"What are their names?" He sighed.
"The one who bound Alazar to me is Kyra. The other one…." He trailed off for a moment, a bit of a disturbed look in his eyes. "His name is Cain." I looked down.
"I don't know Cain. From your emotions, and description, I don't want to. But Kyra, she tried binding me." I tried to keep my voice even at that. He looked up, obviously surprised.
"Are you sure it was her? She told me she hadn't tried it on anyone else." I looked into the wine again, it was almost gone.
"Oh yeah. I'm sure." Kinda hard to forget that your own mother killed you. Not that he knows that. If he remembered me, then he might. But apparently he doesn't. He nodded slowly.
"Weird." Well, now that this conversation is getting a little to close to home, time for a subject change.
"Dark, what were those other marks on your arm?" He paled and looked down again.
"Scars."
"From who?" It was pretty obvious they hadn't gotten there on accident. He scowled and tightened his grip on his arm.
"Cain." It was silent for a moment. I wasn't sure what to say. We were quiet for a minute, then Alazar came in.
"'Sup kids?" Dark glared at him as he walked to the kitchen to put the bowl away.
"You going to help me with my homework or not?"
"You've never asked me for help on your homework before."
"I didn't need your help. Then again, I couldn't ask you for help before. Plus, that was a different kind of homework." Alazar shrugged and walked in, taking a seat on the couch next to Dark. He picked up the papers and looked at them before laughing.
"You need help with this?"
"Yes Alazar. Yes I do." He sighed and put the papers down and picked up a pencil, then started explaining whatever it was to Dark. While they did that, I got up and went back to my room. A lot has happened. So, Kyra messed with him too. And the experiment succeeded. Alazar seemed alright, but it was just… Kyra. I could never get over what she's done. Then again, it doesn't seem that surprising, right? I sighed, this could wait. I needed to sleep, hopefully without nightmares this time. Laying down, I closed my eyes and faded into unconsciousness.
That morning I managed to get up on time, Dark already up. School was fine, I mean, it was like normal school. Every once in a while I'd hear a whisper or two about me, you know, my little freak out in science class. And a lot of people felt uncomfortable around me. Ah, the joys of being an empath. Dark, lucky kid, slept through half the day. Eventually it was time for gym, another class I really did not want to go to. I sighed and went to wake Dark up again.
"Dark. Dark wake up. You don't need another detention and it's time to go." Earlier he had gotten a detention in Mrs. Cassandra's class. He sat up and moved his hair.
"I'm awake. What'd I do?"
"Nearly missed gym, come on." He got up and grabbed his bag, and we walked out of the room. We met up with the others in the hallway, walking towards the gym.
"Hey guys," said Danny. "Didn't get in any trouble, did you?" I smirked.
"Shouldn't we be asking you that?" The others laughed. We reached the gym, and they split off to their respective locker rooms. Tucker looked back at us.
"Aren't you two coming?"
"No," said Dark and I at the same time. I gave him an odd look, but Tucker just shrugged and walked into the locker room. Dark and I headed to the bleachers.
"Why aren't you changing out?" He shrugged taking a paper and pencil out of his bag. I sighed. "What're you doin?"
"School work."
"I thought you did that with Alazar last night? We didn't get much for homework."
"I was supposed to do this during class so yeah."
"Oh." It was silent then, and I sat back, watching as the other kids filed out of the locker rooms. Then the teacher, Mrs. Tetslaff, looked at us.
"Eldridge! Terrian! What do you think you're doing?" Dak responded, not looking up from his paper.
"Sitting."
"And why aren't you down here with the rest of your class?"
"Because I'm sitting here away from the class." I was silent, just sitting there.
"Detention Terrian! Afterschool. And I know about that other detention, guess you get double." He sighed still looking at the paper.
"Yes ma'am." Then she turned to me.
"And you, Eldridge?" I nervously walked down and handed her a piece of paper. She read over it and made a 'hmph' sound. "Fine. You're excused." Thank you Reaper. She turned back to the rest of the class and I sat back down.
"Well, looks like you're gonna miss the wonderful gathering of people. Danny, Luna, Sam, and Tucker were planning on coming over." He shrugged.
"I was supposed to go do something with Alazar anyways."
"What?"
"I dunno. Shopping of some sort. I'm probably better off in detention." I raised an eyebrow.
"Shopping? Alazar was going to take you shopping?" He nodded.
"Mmhmm." I laughed.
"Wow."
"Yep. Apparently he doesn't approve of my clothing style. I could care less. Kind of." I just shook my head, laughing.
"Sounds like fun." He sighed.
"I think I'm glad I got double detention. Maybe I should go piss someone else off."
"Nah, probably not a good idea." He shrugged. "So why no gym?"
"I don't agree with dress out nor do I feel like doing any of that. What about you?" I looked away for a moment.
"Same I guess. Reaper was nice enough to give me an excuse." He just nodded and went back to drawing. I leaned back against the bleachers, contemplating sleep but eventually deciding against it. Guess I'd just have to wait it out.
"So I take it you won't be around for a bit after school huh?" Said Luna, looking at Dark. It was lunch, and we were all sitting at one of the back tables. Well, we were sitting. Dark had his head in his arms, probably half asleep.
"Pretty much." Was his muffled response. I looked at him.
"By the way, what was that you were drawing earlier?" He was quiet for a moment before sitting up and taking a folded piece of paper out of his pocket and handing it to me. I unfolded it to see a beautiful rose, incredibly detailed.
"Some girl in second period saw me drawing and asked me if I could draw her a flower so I did." I raised an eyebrow.
"A girl huh?" He probably would have glared at me but he still looked half asleep.
"Not like that you creep." I put a hand on my chest defensively.
"Creep? I am not a creep! I was simply insinuating that someone has a crush." I saw him start to blush before he took he took a pencil out and started working on the drawing again. I just rolled my eyes and looked at the others. "So you guys still coming over? We have to figure out what old Stopwatch and my mentor mean." They nodded. "Great." Before we could continue talking someone walked up, grabbing the drawing from Dark's hands.
"What's this loser? A flower?" It was none other than Dash. Dark glared and put his hand out.
"Yeah. Now give it back." He laughed.
"And why should I? What was your name again… Oh yeah, Alice right? Looks like it. Even got a nice little ponytail." He pulled on Dark's hair, and I narrowed my eyes. Dark whacked his hand and glared before shrugging.
"If you want the picture Dash you can have it." He scoffed.
"Why would I want something like this? It's not like I care about it. It's yours."
"Then hand it over." He stared at him for a moment before grabbing the front of Dark's shirt and pulling him up.
"Are you trying to be funny?" (Tetra - Did I get Dash's character right? Idk, I'm just having him resort to violence.) Dark just stared at him for a moment.
"Umm. No?" He pulled his other hand back, about to punch him in the face. Until I jumped up, pushed Dark away, and caught Dash's fist in my hand. I glared at him, vaguely noticing that the entire cafeteria was watching.
"Leave him alone." Ok, yes, I don't know Dark that well, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stand by and let him get hit. He's my friend. Dash scoffed.
"You wanna take this punch for him?" He gestured to the fist in my hand.
"I really don't think you're in the place to say that, asshole." He narrowed his eyes and went to punch me with his other hand. So I did the logical thing. I flipped him on his back and put my foot on his chest. "Stay away from me and my friends, got it?" He struggled to get up.
"And why should I do that, loser?" I grabbed his shirt and held him up, similar to the way he had held Dark.
"Actually, I prefer Death. Much better nickname, don't you think? And if you really need a reason, let's just say I'll kick your ass if you do." He widened his eyes, surprised and and a bit of fear in them. His emotions too. I smirked, as he tried to hide it.
"Just- Just let go of me geek." I dropped him and he walked away, pride obviously injured. The rest of the cafeteria just stared as I went to help Dark up, and handed him the drawing that had fallen.
"You ok dude?" He nodded.
"Yeah I'm fine. You?"
"Pft, I'm fine. Dash is probably the worst off." He smirked.
"After that anyone would." I laughed. We sat down to find the other four staring at us.
"Um, what?" I asked. Tucker stared at me, dumbfounded.
"Dude, you just scared off Dash." I shrugged.
"No big deal. I've seen worse." Yeah, I'd pick Dash over psychopath's and flesh eating beasts any day. Tucker looked like he was about to comment, but Luna stopped him.
"Don't question it Tuck. It'll just go to his head." I rolled my eyes, but laughed with them. Eventually things settled down, and the school day continued.
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