I sat in my usual seat in the back of Apettra High School, tapping my fingers on the desk and chewing my gum quietly. I scratched my ear and tapped my foot, aimlessly looking out the window. "Ms. Prangle. Will you care to answer?" came the voice of my teacher, Mr. Xentro. I opened my mouth but the loudspeaker turned on, "Excuse the interuption. All students and teachers are to evacuate out into the schoolyard to meet Mr. Anderson. This is not a drill." I smiled to myself, standing up and becoming the first person to leave the class. I skipped down the hallway with my favorite turquoise dress and my make-up perfect, going towards the door to the schoolyard and ignoring the crowd of people coming behind me.
"Dammit. How much longer do we have to crouch awkwardly here? My knees are killing me." I growled. Ben punched me hard in the shoulder to shut me up. "Shut up, Jake. NO one cares about you." "Yeah except all the girls in the army. INCLUDING your girlfriend and your MOM." I snickered. "I'm going to shove your head up Mr. Anderson's ass if you don't shut up." He growled back. I laughed briefly and prepared as the first of the kids streamed through the school's entrance.
I opened the door and walked in the most random direction I could find, away from Mr. Anderson whom I had heard of once or twice and was the only man standing in the field. I wouldn't take part in this evacuation drill, I would go to Rico's Diner and buy myself an ice cream smoothie and laugh at the people who will be at school for hours and hours taking part of the drill. They always said that it wasn't a drill and it always ended up being one. I felt the warm air on my shoulders and walked swiftly, a drawsting bag on my shoulders, towards the exit area of the school by a few large trees.
"We got a stray." I whispered hastily, zipping off before anyone else couldn't even twitch. I had always been faster than them. Probably because I didn't consider eating Cheez Doodles a hobby. Anyway, I sprinted after the girl, quickly stopping her in her tracks. "Where do you think you're going, miss?"
I looked at him with disinterest, "To Rico's Diner to get an ice cream smoothie and laugh because I don't have to waste my day like the rest of these fools doing this drill." with narrowed eyes I continued, "but what is it to you?"
"Well, might as well not beat around the bush here. If you go to that diner, you're going to die." I said simply, bouncing on the balls of my feet, looking her up and down and grinning. "Which, would be a tragedy."
I scoffed, "Is that a usual hook-up line that you use? Because it's terrible. You might want to cross it off of the list." with a slight smile I started walking again down the pathway, deciding that maybe I should take out my Ipod and listen to some good ol' christian music. Even in my mind I was joking with myself. I couldn't stand christian music. Metal was definitely my thing.
I forced my face to look grim, this was serious. "I am not joking. You are in danger. Why do you think this drill is happening?" I questioned, moving to step in front of her.
"Do you want the answer I lie to people whenever someone asks me that question or the true answer?" without waiting for him to answer I imitated Stacey Trayton, who was the head of the preps, "Oh my GOSH! They so want to keep us safe and stuff and it's so sweet that the school cares for us, right? I mean, they just want what's, like, best for us, like, it's so awesome. Especially because we can get out of History! Ugh, they must do it just for us!" I added in a giggle at the end and stepped around him again. What was his problem?
I moved again smoothly, she couldn't slip through. She seemed like a good canidate for the army. For...many reasons. "That was disturbing much so to my eardrums. These people are stationed all throughout town and are prepared for students that escape this drill to fall to the same fate as those confused kids in that parking lot. EIther you trust me on this or end up dead."
Hm... "That was the point." I didn't try to make a move around him. I was calculating in my head how far I could run away from him. Don't think I hadn't spotted the gun in the loop of his belt. I re-narrowed my eyes. He could shoot me, but what would be the point of talking to me. "Why should I trust the guy that just happens to pop up around the time of the drill which could possibly be about you. You could be some crazy rapist, for all I know trying not to get me to go to the diner by lying so I will go with you and you could rape me." but even I didn't believe that, and that echoed into my words. My remaining question was, why should I trust you?
I set my jaw, thinking for a moment. "What would lead you to believe you have made the wrong assumption?" I asked curiously, not moving at all. I couldn't fail now.
"For once, I'm afraid, I don't have an answer for that." I bit my tongue before I said something rude or sarcastic again, which I did often. "Maybe start with what I am not comphrehending?"
This was going to take longer than I would prefer. "What don't you understand?" I said, trying to keep my voice steady and paicent.
I sighed a distressed sigh, knowing too that this was going to take longer than wanted and making another assumption. "Why bother with me? Seriously. If someone payed you to mess with me, I can top whatever money. I'm sick of you people." now I got around him starting faster than I had walked before. Track star = can walk fast.
I grinned yet glared at the same time, I'm skilled like that. I easily was able to catch up with her and grab her arm. "Everyone deserves a chance to be saved from the horrible fate those people have planned for you. All the other kids are gathered where they're supposed to be. When those men prepare to take them to their destination, our army will move in and stop them. So it isn't just you. You just happen to be a unique case."
I opened my mouth but yet again, something in the back of my head made me stop and bite my tongue, to think. But I didn't think for long. I took my arm away from his hand and used my acting skills to make the face of someone who was considering what had been said. In the moment I thought I had fooled him I bolted down the pathway, only caring to somewhat hold my dress down. Go track star, go! I thought. My jailed father would be proud...ish.
I rolled my eyes. I had spent years training and running was the least of my worries. My long legs carried me fast wherever I wanted to go. I took off quickly after her. Swiftly closing the gap between us. I had enough of this craziness. I lunged forward, grabbing her and plugging her nose and putting a cloth hidden in my pocket, forcing her to breath it and go limp. I breathed a sigh of relief, hauling her to her feet.
My first thought when I woke up was I had some SERIOUS training to go through. I needed to become faster than that fool. I opened my eyes and was met by a somewhat dim light, nothing too blinding. Ugh, his face was the first thing I saw.
"Thank god you're awake. That dosage could put down a grown man in a second..." I managed to say, looking at her. "I guess that makes you the equivalent." I said with a snicker.
I didn't need to think about what I wanted to do, my reactions did it for me. I punched this guy- whoever he was - in the face as hard and as quickly as I could, "Ass!" I spat, wanting to kick him for an extra measure but willing myself not to. My eyes adjusted to the scene and I was sitting, well, half sitting in a chair in a hotel-dressed room but more homey than anything.
I was totally caught off my guard. I was sent reeling back, my nose throbbing. "Ow! You really got a swing for a girl!" I said, holding my nose, trying to cease the blood flow. "Most girls wait to hear what I have to say before they go for my face."
"I'm not most girls." was what I responded with, still a tad bit weak from the punch to get up. What was this ass' problem? I didn't have my pocket knife, curse me for leaving it at home. I sat, uncomfortably.
My nose seemed to have stopped so I tore up a Kleenex, sticking a shred up each nostril. "Are you willing to listen to me now at least?" Probably not.
That was a good question. WAS I willing? I thought about that for a moment before slightly nodding. "You don't seem to have raped me, so I guess I deserve an explination." was all I said.
"Okay. Do you want to hear full, dramatic truth or summarized?" I asked, settling in a chair.
"Since I seem stuck here, why not the full, dramatic truth? No garuntee I won't zone out if it's not interesting, though." A small smile curved at the corner of my lips
"Okay. So, you already know those people outside your school are up to no good. They are called the Easter Corporation. They are infaltrating schools and taking kids, turining them into beasts called TimeDemons. Of course, only 45% of the kids survive the prodecure. They are making these TimeDemons to use against our army of TimeFighters, whom are protecting mortals from long and horrible deaths." I explained gingerly.
"That is sick." I said, both in the 'gross' and 'awesome' way. "This has been going on for...how long?" I asked. Just the thought of ACTUALLY (suppose this guy is telling the truth) have people in the world turning regular people into demons, if not dying, was disgusting yet...interesting. But more disgusting, I have decided.
I shrugged. "Awhile. Before I was born at least. It's craziness. It is myth that the Time Demons and Easter Corp are working to stop time. WHen time is stopped, they can directly attack mortals. That is when things get dirty. When time is going, they have to go with indirect and ornate methods. Easier blocked. Their growth in power is...scary."
"Why do they hate mortals? After all, this...Easter Corporation sounds like a bunch of idiotic but insanely smart humans." I ran a hand through my black hair, wondering. I guess I had accepted this story.
"I have no clue.Rejects of their generations? Bullied nerds? There are many many crazy people out there as I assume you know all too well." I said aimlessly.
"All to well indeed." I admitted, looking out the window. In a sense, it should be a lot to take in. But if you were Citali Prangle, it really wasn't. "So...I get that these people are all over town. Did you 'save' the kids at the school and what's with the interest in the one lone girl who no one would have cared if she died?" it was an honest question, and didn't make me feel awkward.
"All the kids from earlier have gone through a filter so to speak. You did as well. Guess who is a new recruit to the Time Fighter army!" I said with a sly grin.
I didn't smile back as it got to the point where it was A LITTLE too much to take. I gripped the chair for a second, thinking this over. When you've had so much time with your thoughts, you happen to think many things over. "Is 'YAY!' the reaction you are looking for?" I asked, unanimatedly.
I shrugged. "Depends on your view on life. I once had a girl barf on me when she heard she was part of the army." I said, laughing. "She was funny but a ditz. I'm not too into blondes. They annoy me."
"O- M- G! They annoy me too!" I scarily inmitated Stacey again. But I cut it out soon after, "Thank you for asking...you never told me your name." I tapped my foot aimlessly, but totally focused.
"Jake." I said simply. I didn't give my last name out willy nilly. Old habit. Giving out your last name gave someone an easy way to learn your past and identify you. I didn't need that. I got up, discarding the Kleenex shreds and stretching my arms over my head.
"Such a common name for such a jerk. I feel bad for the thousands of people with the same name." I responded to his casualness. What really was his problem, because I still hadn't identified it. "Citali." I added to the end of what I sad, after the pause, standing up as well.
I cracked my neck, grinning at the insult. "Such an unusual name for such an unusual child. I must say, I am impressed." I said, my grin growing wider. "May I ask where you think you're going?"
I did not smile lightly, and I did not smile now. "I take that as an compliment. And, to answer your question, either A) Anywhere someone my age or younger won't yell at me which will provoke me to do something I will, in the long run, not want to do, or B) Anywhere that isn't this room. Maybe I'll fallow you around and annoy the hell out of you?"
"I'll take the latter. Ben will really get a kick out of you. You both share an interest, a dislike in my comic genius." I scoffed and headed towards the doors, gracefully opening it.
"Comic genius." I repeated, shaking my head in disbelief. "Right." with an almost close to graceful step I moved in front of him and out into the hallway. The dress I was wearing wasn't as comfortable as it was in the morning, but I thought it might be able to surprise people with the person who was wearing it.
I laughed and followed her, a slight bounce to my step, I turned a sharp corner, surprising her. It was funny to watch her try to mask her scrambling to stay in front of me.
I finally gave up and stood still, letting him pass me and then fallowing at a leisurely pace behind, keeping a sharp eye out just to make sure he doesn't suddenly stop. I still wasn't sure what to make of this.
I walked along the hallway, taking another sharp turn and almost running right into Ben. "Hey! I was just looking for you! We got a new recruit up and awake!"
I looked in distaste at the chubby mexican looking boy. He couldn't be much older than we were. I tried to keep my mind open to the possibility of him being on my side when it comes to hating this fool named Jake, but it was difficult. Fat people were never really my friends in the first place.
I snorted gruffly, rolling my eyes at Jake. "You weren't authorized in the first place to go running after this girl. We have specific people set to take care of strays." I scolded. Jake grinned, not caring. "They're all slow and quite fat like you. They never could have topped my brilliance." "Stop being an arrogant prick. It's annoying. ANyway, what is the girl's name?" I asked, turning to her.
"Citali Prangle." I answered him in a less than but still formal voice. He could POSSIBLY be my friend, it but it was a long-shot, "And anyone would have been better than him." I shot ake a look of distaste.
I laughed, shaking my head. "Glad we agree on something. I've asked to get him fired before but the board calls him "too valuable."" Jake stuck his tongue out at me. "Ah yes. I am a favorite of the board despite the staggering amount of refferals I have under my belt."
"Too valuable." I scoffed, rolling my eyes. This kid, too valuable? I think I would like to have a talk with this 'board.' I looked at Jake for the first time and really looked at him. "You've got to be kidding on that."
I snorted. "You'd be my surprised my new best friend." Stepping forward and patting her on the head. "You'll know that better than anyone. Wanna know why? I'm your new trainer."
I groaned, "Oh great." I turned towards Ben, "Any chance I could get out of that?" I wacked Jake's hand quickly off of my head. What an ass.
I shook my head. "Sadly not. Every other trainer is assigned to your fellow students from the school raid. So you're stuck with that idiot." I said, nodding towards Jake as he grinned toothily and widely.
"Well I'm sure I can kill just a few off to get away from you." I glared at Jake. His smile did not make me happy and if I could just smack it off of his face...
"I'm sure that feeling will just get worst." I assured her, winking. "Well, we gotta start training soon. What do you want to start with?"
"Eating some food." I answered all too quickly. I wasn't against beating the crap out of this guy, not at all, but when a girl's hungry she tends to be crankier than usual. "That is what I would like to start with. Oh! And getting a pair of jeans and a t-shirt."
"We can most-likely arrange that. Follow me." I said, spinning on my heel and walking off towards one of the storage rooms. I disappeared inside, popping back out with a neatly folded blue t-shirt and baggy jeans. I threw them to her, heading off towards the cafeteria.
I glared after him and then picked my way into the storage room where he had just came out from, looking for a better pair of jeans and a belt. When I came up with what I was looking for I changed behind a few cabinets with a watchful eye. After I put the dress on top of the dresser but then decided that it would get taken and I hid it under a few tires. It seemed as if I could clean it later. I had the sneakers I had on from this morning, though they didn't have good traction, and decided to hunt for some more. Once I came up with the most flattering and well tractioned pair I could find I held them in my hand and left the room towards where Jake had dissapeared to.
I looked behind me and saw she wasn't there. I shrugged, if she wanted to get lost, that was her own problem. I picked my way around the tables to the kitchen where I could get some food.
I traced my hand along the wall. Jake had a distinct boyish+cologne smell that was easy to fallow. With a snort I took a left turn and then a right and found myself in a large room full of tables. I spotted his figure walking towards another room, the kitchen most likely, and leisurely fallowed from a distance away.
I grabbed myself a plate of fresh pancakes with syrup and some apple juice, heading towards the counters on the side to pay. I hadn't realized I was so hungry til now. Oh well, everyone knew the more food I got, the more annoying I became. Exxxcellent.
I made my way over to where he was, happy I had tooken the liberty to hold onto my bag which had money in it. I quietly grabbed a plate of pancakes of my own and put some fruit on the side, then grabbing a glass or orange juice. Silently I stalked over to where he was standing in line to pay, setting my tray down next to his and starting to take money out of my bag. I didn't care for conversation, but already could tell that he would start an annoying one.
"Oooh you're stealthy one. I thought I had lost you even before things started getting difficult. You'll do well young grasshopper." I gave the woman my ID card and she approved that I had enough money on my account to pay for my food. I nodded in thanks and walked off towards my table.
If I'm a grasshopper, what is he? Without dwelling too much on that fact I gave the woman the amount of money she asked me for and smiled at her, "Having to deal with all these annoying kids must be dreadful each day." the lady rolled her eyes and nodded in agreement, "I'm so sorry for you." giving her a smile, that I didn't use unless I was trying to get on good terms with adults, I said good-bye and fallowed Jake towards his table. Hm. I could possibly find my own table, but what fun was that? Deciding that that was a good idea, I found a table near his but not too close. I didn't need to have a major headache before 'training,' whatever that was.
I downed the pancakes quite quickly. Everyone marveled at how I could eat so much but I was still so small. Fast metabolism yay! I grinned as Damen stumbled into the cafeteria. He always looked so, aloof. Erin's head was down, her nose in a book as she walked in. THe usual.
I spotted Jake sitting at his own little table and my eyes adjusted farther as I spotted a girl, a new recruit most likely, sitting at a table somewhat near his and shooting daggers at his table with her eyes. I quickly got in line and just bought a gatorade and then walked to Jake's table, sitting across from him. "Holy shit! For once a girl totally hates you. Is that hitting your self-esteem badly?" I taunted, but I was honestly curious on how this was going.
I laughed out loud. "Yes, I told my counsler the other day that 'I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THEY ALL HATE ME!! I'M SOOOO NICE.'" I said in a loud and obnoxious voice. "My self-esteem is taking quite the blow." I said Citali roll her eyes and Erin look at me in horror before going to the table in the far corner.
I grinned, "But seriously, it looks like you stabbed that girl with a pencil. She doesn't like you." I observed as she looked down, uninterested, and started eating her food animatedly. "It's interesting. You can't use whatever charm you have now. How will you live?" I added the last part dramatically.
"It's like she's immune or something." I took a swig of juice, grinning. "Or just a straight up bitch."
"I'm not sure about being a straight up bitch. I heard she and Ben might be new best friends, and that's saying something. Seriously," I couldn't let this go, "it has GOT to be hitting you hardly in some way. She is not interested with anything to do with you at all." with a shrug, I shook my head. "Good luck with that, I've got a recruit to train." I stood and left.
I rolled my eyes. "Stop obsessing about it. You sound like a girl." I scoffed. I honestly did not care. This was not unusual for me. I looked at the girl, just shaking my head.
I finished my pancakes and stood up, slurping down my orange juice and putting the last piece of fruit in my mouth and then putting my tray and plate and glass onto a moveable table that people came to empty every few minutes. I pulled my shirt down and walked at my own pace to Jakes table and sat down. "I finished before you." I simply said.
"I finished awhile ago. I'm just too lazy to get up." I retorted, spinning my fork in my fingers. "So, what do you want to start with torture, or rather, training."
I thought about that for a moment, flattening my black hair over my shoulders, my green eyes thoughtful. "I have no idea. I thought that was the thing you decided." I was quite frank about it.
"Again, lazy. And they tell us the pupil is always most important over control. Bullcrap to me but it's in my contract." I stood up, leaving my tray on table and dusting my shirt off. "I say we'll start with flexibility."
"Alright." I responded, standing up as well and ready to do SOMETHING. Now this should be interesting. I looked around, though. I still wished there was a chance to get away from this creep, but I guess there wasn't. I sighed.
I snapped my fingers, striding off towards the gyms and training rooms. They were all the way across the base. A pain the ass unless you were official. I waited for Citali to catch up and grabbed her by the arm. "Stand still for a sec." I swiped my ID through a slot in the wall and the wolrd suddenly spun and we landed at another transportation site across the base. "Don't barf on me or you'll have to pay for this awesome shirt and it wasn't cheap."
Again I took my arm back from his hand and stood up straight, "I don't get dizzy easily and the last time I barfed I was two with a cold. And, by the way, that is the ugliest shirt I have ever seen. So I don't know why you are calling awesome." I didn't wait for his reply and looked around the room. It was very large and had fake grass, but real trees. There were weapons and stations everywhere. Hm, this could be my thing.
"'Cause you have NO TASTE." I scoffed, flourishing my hands and crossing the room to a door, opening it and going to the ajoining gym. "The girl's locker room is to the right. Change up. All the taken lockers have a name in the slot, take one and set the combo then meet me out here."
I nodded, not wanting to say anything more. Right, I have poor taste, says the guy with the ugly t-shirt on. I walked towards the room and opened it, revealing many sets of lockers. I found one in the way back, secluded from all the others, and found a pen to write my name on the card which I eventually put into the slot. Then I wrote the combo onto my hand to remember it and then changed. In about three minutes I was back out into the gym, ready.
I had quickly changed into athletic shorts and an old basketball t-shirt I had when I was undercover in a high school. It was gray with the school's name on it and some basketball's decoarting the front. On the back it said "GO FALCONS!" I always laughed at that. Most of the team got eaten by TimeDemons cause they were idiots that couldn't take a hint. "Glad to see you could outwit the locker room. Now, let's get down to business."
I had changed into soccer/basketball/black shorts that just stopped above my knees and a fitting shirt that said, 'SPECIAL' on it. I definitely thought I was lucky to find it hiding in the back on a hanger. "What first?" As I waited for his answer I took a hairtie off of my wrist and started to put my black hair up. Good thing my make-up kept through all the action.
"We'll start with the basics." I said, leaning over and placing my palms flat on the floor. "Touch your toes. We can go gradually from there."
I snorted. That's the first thing we did in track. I bent over easily, without bending my knees, and touched my toes. I didn't feel the burn anymore, I was in good shape and I did it everyday. "Okay." I announced.
"Now, spread your legs out and stretch and touch each foot." I directed, angling myself to touch the toes of my right foot.
I spread out my legs and breathed a nice big, relaxing breath before I did what he asked me to do. Not because I was tired, hell no, but because it relaxed me. That's why I called it an relaxing breath. I watched him, who was just as flexible as me, and wondered who could keep the position the longest. I didn't ask, though.
"Now the left." I said, twisting my body to touch my other foot. She seemed to be a good candidate for the army at the moment but then again who could do stretches and had a cocky attitude did.
I positioned myself to do the other leg and stood there for a moment, relishing the pain. People just assumed I was that pretty goth girl who cut herself. Many guys vowed they would be the one to turn me 'good.' Like they really knew me. No, I didn't cut myself and I never would. I just don't enjoy most people's company. It pissed me off when people tried to change me, or anyone else for that matter. But that was besides my point, I relished the pain because it showed the stretching was working or helping my body. It was good.
"Aaaaaand center." I said, twisting to rest my palms on the floor. She was almost kind of scary in a way but at the same time not. I had dealt with a lot worse, that was for sure. This was the best I could get.
I easily fallowed his twirl of arms and touched the middle of the floor, leg's straight. I was, in some small way not big enough to ever recover ever again, surprised and a bit amazed how easily he could bend. Even I, who stretched just as good, still had a bit of uncomfortableness. He looked perfecftly fine. It was, (indeed) scary.
I straightened up, feeling loose and pumped. "Okay, we're gonna work on some balance stuff now. Have you ever been on any sort of gymnastics program or something?" I didn't wait for her to answer as I strode over to a balance beam that stood about five feet over the ground. "Well, what they do is nothing compared to what we do." I grabbed the beam and flipped to land on top of it. "Let's just start by getting up here and walk across."
I looked at him in disinterest. My father made me take four years in gynastics only one year ago, was it? Maybe less. I casually walked over to the beam and put my hands onto it (with alittle difficulty since the beam was only three inches shorter than I was) and pushed myself up, my legs going into an almost perfect split as the dodged the edge of the beam, both landing on their tippy-toes in a crouching position. I stood up and looked at him, expectantly.
I nodded at her, walking the length of the beam and doing a flip off it. I gestured for her to do the same and watched her expectantly.
My mouth slanted for a moment as I watched, calculating how his form was. Habit. I nodded and walked the length of the beam, quickly and easily and flipped off, like him, but with a bit less space than he had from the edge of the mat. I'd have to work on that.
"Good job. Lot's of people tend to land on their face. Luckily, you did not." I smirked, heading back towards the beam. I got back on it, waving my hand towards the other beams lined up on the other side, all gradually coming higher off the ground. "The goal of all these lessons is to eventually practice on the equivalent of that last beam without a mat or spotter. For now, we're gonna practice hopping from one beam to another." The gap between each ranged from 3 feet to nearly 9. I jumped, gesturing for her to try.
Now we were going to do /something/ interesting! I smiled, accepting the challenge. "Alright." I responded, hopping back onto the 5 foot beam, and looking at him. With a determined narrow of my eyes I jumped to the next beam a little higher than this one, "Can I keep going?"
"Be my guest." I said with a smile, jumping to the next one.
I fallowed to the next beam. The height of an individual beam, as I saw it, got extremely farther from the beam it was next to the farther you went. And the distance, at that. I didn't wait for Jake this time and kept going, stretching so I could reach the next one and so on. It wasn't hard but it wasn't easy. I had to keep balance, and as good as I was at that...I was only human.
I jumped to the next beam hastily, steadying Citali so she didn't fall. "I forgot to tell you, we wait for your teacher before jumping. We don't need any broken necks. Blood stains are the worst to get out of this cloth." I said, rubbing my foot on the beam right over a faded crimson spot.
I snorted, "Alright, then." I stood there for a moment, taking in my surroundings of the training room. "Why?" I blurted out, but quickly recovered it, "Why did these people or things want to come and take the people from my school, or many school's and places it seems, and kill them or whatever. What does any training have to do with this. I think I deserve an explination before I get any deeper in this."
"I already told you, those evil "things" are building an army to kill off the human race. They can't reproduce very fast so they have started claiming young humans to turn into TimeDemons. The younger, the better. Now, with teenagers, its a 50/50 whether you're going to survive since you're still young but kinda not. Usually, the procedure doesn't work and you die. Now, we have to stop them from killing all of us by building our own army, hence the training."
I listened in silence, flipping my black hair over my shoulder. When he finished and had a look of expectancy on his face, I sighed, "Okay."
I nodded grimly. "I'm glad you understand." I replied, gathering myself and just barely managing to jump to the next beam. I had lost my rhythm but still stood up straight and stuck the landing. "You think you can make it?" I asked, gesticulating at Citali. "Don't try if you think you'll hurt yourself."
I made a snorting noise again and gathered my weight onto my legs and sprung up, landing lightly and somewhat barely next to him, "These are far." I commented with no emotion.
"They become gradually more of a pain in the ass as you go. Higher and farther apart." I belched and stopped for a moment. "Tacos? Don't remember eating that...." I shook my head, jumping to the next beam, landing weird, swinging all the way around the beam and stopping in a squat on the beam.
I squinted but said nothing. I let him get up to the next beam and took my time judging where my weight should go and how I should stand. I teetered on the beam backward and then pushed my weight forwad, flinging myself up ward and finding where I landed to be many spaces to the left of where he landed, "I don't think I'll make the next one."
"Don't do it then. If you break your spine I'm running and saying Jimmy did it." I said with a straight face. "He's our scapegoat. Mostly 'cause he's fat. He steals all the cheeseburgers on cheeseburger day. We like to gradually bring people to their demise around here."
"If I didn't know better, I'd tell you that this sounds like my kind of place." I went into a crouch and pulled my hands onto the side of the beam and pushed off, now hanging a few feet in the air. I let go and landed heavily onto the balls of me feet on the blue mat, but still in one piece.
"I mean seriously, who steals ALL the cheeseburgers?" I launched off the beam, hitting the next in a handstand. I quickly pushed myself off to the second to last one and landed on my butt. "ARG!"
"Fat, overweight, and selfish people?" I answered, rolling my eyes at his fall. Other than that, I made no other facial expression. I was good at masking if I thought things were funny, stupid, horrifying or cute, whichever it may be, with a face of disinterest.
"MY MAGNIFICENT BUTTOCKS!" I muttered angrily. I lowered myself, landing a bit hard but quickly recovering. "Okay, I think I know what we're going to do next. Something not so...dangerous..." I rubbed my butt, scowling. I paced across the room to a row of mats. "Alright. We're just gonna do some yoga crap or whatever."
My lip curled in distaste, but I complied by fallowing him to the mats. "Why yoga? How will that help kicking the asses of these people and demons?"
"It keeps you flexible and on your feet. You can also do cool flips and stuff like a ninja." I proceeded to lunged backwards and do a double back flip, landing in a handstand.
"Don't let this get to your head, but imprpessive...for a guy. So I see your point." I out-stretched my arms into a stretch and look at him, "What first?"
I did a creepy little grin as I managed to stand straight. "Try to touch your toes. Let's start with that."
This time I had to smirk, "You do realize that we already did that? Before we jumped onto the beams." He easily forgot stuff, it seemed.
"Well, we're gonna do it again!" I said without missing a beat. "Do you wanna do cool flips like that? It all starts with touching your toes...er....a lot..."
"You've repeated things like that, and people like me have pointed it out just as many times and you've trained yourself not to miss a beat to hide your embarassment." I observed, bending over to touch my toes again, easily.
"Ahso. Maybe I want you to think that. To think me a fool. Then....BAM!" I shoved her over having been stealthily walking around Citali while I was ranting crazily.
I don't know how I did it, but I managed to summersault into an upright position on my feet, low to the ground. I was hoping with my "mask" of a face, it looked intentional. "Ha-ha, but you've got one thing wrong. I can't think you're a fool if I know you already are one."
"But what, my friend, what if you're wrong? And I am quite civilized." I pulled a monocle out of my pocket and fixed it on my face. "Civilization." I said with an English accent.
For the first time in a while, I genuinely laughed. Damn, was my first thought after I understood what noises were coming out of my mouth, I need to get away from here. "I'm done for today." I said, abruptly cutting off my laughter and rushing towards the lockeroom and pushing through the door.
I watched her curiously as she ran away. I pocketed the monocle and headed to the lockeroom to change. What was with that? Was she nervous about something? Or someone? I laughed at the thought, flicking my hair out of my eyes. Probably just tired.
I pressed my palms against my locker and leaned on my arms. For a moment there was nothing but silence, in my head and in the outside world. But soon visions flickered of him... and then of my father, and then of both, and who was right and I couldn't take it. I punched the locker as hard as I could (without breaking my hand) and tried to think of anything but. I quickly put the other t-shirt on and the jeans and locked the locker. I fixated my thoughts on the pancakes I suddenly wanted and found my way out of the lockeroom, totally lost but ready to wander.
C- I had started to slowly un-pack stuff, now accepting that all of this was real and I wasn't going to run away. I'd try it out. For a few minutes I stuffed things places, silently, and listened to some of the rain fall outside. I had been listening so intently I found myself surprised when I hear the knock, whirling around, "Urm, yes?"
J- "Well, I'm off." i sighed after some more awkward silence. I stood up and walked off, rolling my shoulders and heading towards my room. I decided to stop by Citali's room to make sure she was okay. I knocked on the open door and peered in.
C-Inside the room I found my dress on the bed along with my bag and then a considerably large suitcase. On top of it was a card that read, "Comfort helps the best of all bad situations. Your possessions of what we could find, hidden or not. -Board of Time Fighters." I looked disgusted at first but as I opened it I found relief, at least all my stuff was there. The important things and my favorite clothes. They even found my, "Box of Memories" that I hid under my bed. Again, I was disturbed, but at least I had it.
J- "Shut up, Erin. I don't see your love life blossoming." I said, tapping my fingers and shaking my head. I grinned and leaned over towards Erin. "I also hear your crush is after mine." Erin looked conflicted for a moment but grinned nonetheless.
D- "Why exactly don't you like him?" I pondered and she replied without a beat, "He abducted me, he did not explain anything to me, he's an ass and he's also the type of person on the top of
my "TYPES OF PEOPLE NOT TO ASSOCIATE WITH" list." I laughed at her comment, "Understandable, but the question is are you going to give him a chance, even the smallest one?" If I had blinked, which I hadn't, I would have missed her face that contorted for half a milisecond, "No. I'm sorry but I'm ending this conversation, I am quite tired." I gave her a confused look but shrugged, "Very well." and watched as she oddly unlocked her door and went into her room.
E- "Aw, is someone all sad cause he isn't adored?" I said teasingly. Jake rolled his eyes but grinned. "It's not just that but after I actually got her to laugh she...ran." "Ran? Wow you totally got DEnied."
D- I had been waiting to "pounce" on the new girl, Citali, who I knew was finished training. I decided
to come and chat with the girl I was training and then, as I left I bumped into her. "Sorry." she said, curtly. "It's alright. I'm Damen, and you must be the new girl training with Sir Hanselot." she rolled her eyes, "Do I have a reputation starting?" "Just that your the first girl to totally hate him, not matter what he has said. He's used to being loved." "Obviously."
J-I watched Cetali walk by and thought about pursuing but decided against it. I grabbed some food then settled in next to Erin. "How was training with the new girl? Did you guys do it?" Despite the fact she was quiet, Erin had quite the mind. "Awkward and no." > >Sent from my
C- I traveled around for what seemed like hours. Finally I found the somewhat familiar hallway and walked pass the wide door of the
Cafeteria, not bothering to look in as I remembered how to get back to my room. Up this hallway, take a left and then the next right then room 408. Easy.
J-I was hungry and turned a sharp corner, hoping Jimmy hadn't gotten to the cafe yet. He always took the good stuff. I knew my way around here like I had lives here my whole life. I walked into the cafe, seeing no Jimmy. Erin sat with a few others in the corner, eating and chatting quietly. Nothing unusual.
C- I decided to take a right since I knew if I rounded right I would have the possibility of bumping into Jake again. What >> >> would my excused be for tomorrow? Maybe I'd tell him I was going to barf and didn't want to get his shirt dirty, in a sarcastic tone? It sounded good... As I walked I found myself even more confused. If I could locate the Cafeteria I could get back to my room...wich held virtually none of my posessions.
J- I stretched after putting jeans on. I didn't feel like changing my shirt, its not like I sweated or anything. There was still the nagging question of what was up with Ciatli? I scratched my head as I walked out of the lockeroom, scrolling through stuff on my ipod. > >Sent from my iPod.
"I was just checking on you. You left practice really fast like I was a pedophile or something." I said with a smirk.
"I was having my suspicions." I mused, shrugging, "I really had to pee." I explained, shrugging and turning back to my packed bag and taking some books out and putting them on the bedside table, "Really bad." Not a bad excuse, I decided.
"Usually have to go THAT bad I just...go. If you know what I mean." I said, wiggling my eyebrows creepily.
I snorted, "I'm sure everybody here loves when that happens! I should of took a sunny-D bottle, used that, and then changed the label to "LEMON-LIME" and watch the fun begin.Sadly, I didn't think of that until now." I went back to the bag to take my computer out that I was glad they decided to pack.
"HA! I've done that before. It gets everyone every time. Especially the fat people after training." I laughed, remembering those good times.
"Fat people." I scoffed and shook my head, "They fall for ANYTHING as long as it has something to do with food or a drink." Disgusting...I would hate to be fat! I put my computer of the desk on the farside of the room along with the cord and then returned to the bed and bag, "I'm not sure wether or not to be flattered that I have some of my stuff or disturbed that a person went through my room and ALL my stuff."
I shrugged. "You get used to the way the Board doesn't really understand 'personal space.' They are very business-oriented people who just want to get things done at this point. The goal right now is to get rid of TimeDemons no matter what. Acts of gratitude from them are rare."
"That's...interesting." was all I could think of saying, "So do you have like...a map of this building? A brochure? Those would be helpful."
"Um...." I rummaged around of my pockets. "Hold on, I have a lot of crap in here. I've been tying to make a map just in case I like...lose my memory or something and I NEED to know where the bathroom is." I pulled out a crinkled piece of paper. "Take that for the time being."
"Bathroom..." I muttered, but smirked and stepped over to take the paper from his hand. It was a roughly sketched layout of the building, easy enough to navigate with and everything labeled. "Looks legit." I commented.
"It isn't quite finished but mostly I'm missing storage closets, a few unused rooms, stuff like that. If you want to add something useful go ahead. If not, well...er....don't." I stretched my arms above my head, looking around.
"Thanks for that useful piece of information." It was a mix of sarcasm and actual truth. I stood there awkwardly for a moment but then went to throw the paper down onto the desk, "Anything else?"
"Um, do you need anything else or help? We also have training tomorrow around 11am. Erin will be helping too. We're working on blade techniques." I explained.
Knives, swords, and daggers I assumed was what meant by blade techniques. "Nope. I'll see you tomorrow then." I had a vauge vision of a girl sitting near Jake at Breakfeast/Lunch that he had called Erin.
"Okie dokie. They're also doing dinner in a little while in the cafe by the way." I spun on my heel and walked off at that, closing the door most of the way behind me. I proceeded to stride down to the hall, waving and nodding to people I knew as I went.
"Three square meals a day, kind of like a nursing home." I commented to myself, shaking it off and continuing to un-pack the rest of my belongings into this new---supposedly my, room. Once I had finished, which wasn't long after he left, I sat there trying to decide what to do. I decided to open my laptop and check my e-mail and Facebook, etc.
"Jake!" I spun around to see the director of the facility; Fred Boominhiemer. Most people called him Mr. Boom. He wasn't the nicest man but he was tolerable. "Is the new girl settling in well?" "Quite Mr. Boominhiemer. She has all of her stuff now and she's getting comfortable." "Good. Make sure to keep an eye on her. You know how low we're running on TimeFighters at this point. We can't let her slip through." "I have it under control, Fredders. Let me go eat."
I heard the mumbling of sounds through the door and immediately went over and pressed my ears against it. I listened to the end of the conversation with interest, not sure wether to be scared or not by what was said. But all I could feel now was interest.
"Jake, make sure she stays 'un-distracted' as well. Do you understand me?" I squinted at him, shaking my head. "You find me quite predictable but I can surprise you." With that, I spun on my heel and went to the cafe.
I couldn't help it, I laughed loudly. I knew exactly what the guy who was talking to Jake was referring too. Me? Distracted. By him? It was beyond imaginable.
I knew Mr. Boom was rolling his eyes and he did not believe me. I felt satisfied at my reply. Whether or not it was true was a whole other story. For now, I wanted to eat.
As my laughter died down I went back over to my computer and plopped down into the hard chair seated in front of it. It was uncomfortable, sure, but it beat standing. I clicked my user, typed in my password, and clicked on the internet symbol. My e-mail, Facebook, and favorite websites came up. I typed my e-mail adress in and my password for Facebook and was surprised to see, "Your Facebook account has been deleted by a 15% share administrator: TimeFightersInc, due to unknown reasons." I frowned.
I walked into the cafe, snagging myself some pizza from the boxes strewn about the kitchen. When the cooks got too lazy, they tended to just order food. Sometimes tacos, pizza, or maybe even Chinese food. No one really minded. I sat down at an empty table, a low chatter was about the room and for a moment I felt Forever Alone.
Out of curiousity I tried it one more time and found it was still deleted, as thought before. I was afraid to log into my e-mail, but it still came up. There was still all my e-mails in there and a new one from, "TIMEFIGHTERSADMIN." I clicked on it and a list of internet rules was thrown into my face. No Facebook, no accounts like Facebook, not dating websites, no Skyping (unless granted by a admin or head of building/sector) and anything else that was on the list of websites. I scowled, not liking this at all. I also had an e-mail from SGreenbayNPackersS and I sat and stared at it for a few moments. My mouse wavered over clicking it and not. Click it. Or not? Click it....or not? Yes, no?
"Aren't you supposed to be doing something useful?" I asked, coming over to sit across from Jake, chewing a piece of pizza. "Nope! No usefulness for me!" "As usual." "Shut up." I laughed."This pizza kinda sucks."
I wasn't ready to decide if I wanted to read the e-mail or not but I accidentally tapped the pad and it opened. I made a squeal kind of noise, wanting to delete it. I had been deleting these e-mail for the past year and a half, but he knew I knew they were from him and had seen them. My eyes made me read. "City, I don't expect you to read this, but if by the off chance you are after the past year and a half of not, PLEASE RESPOND! I'm sorry, you know that. Please, please, just respond. I know what I did was wrong. But a good half of your pain wasn't just caused by me. -Sean." I scoffed, deleting it and shutting down my computer. I flopped myself onto my bed and grabbed my favorite book, Dead Beautiful. At least written someone could have a nice and interesting life.
I shrugged. "You pumped for training tomorrow?" Erin frowned but tried to cover it up with a smirk. "Yep!" "I know you're lying." She let out a sigh of exasperation. "Why do I have to train at the same time as Citali?" I looked at her quizzically. "It saves time. I have somewhere to be tomorrow, you know that."
I cracked open the book but my mind was somewhere else in past-land. I remembered the terrible memories and shuttered, trying to think of anything else but unable. I fumbled around to find my back and then reached out my IPod like it was a drug and blasted it into my ears as soon as the ear-plugs. No longer was I able to think.
"What do you have against Citali?" I asked Erin, concern furrowing my brow. "She just..unsettles me for some reason. Just the way she acts. I don't trust her and I think you need to be more careful around her." Erin said after a moment. I did not have a reply for a stretch of awkwardly-silent moments.
I listened to the screaming music as if it were soothing, like a lullaby. Not that I didn't have just a few lullabies hidden on my IPod, but I liked these songs better. I knew a lot of the words, and in my head I sung them with just as much clarity to the words as the singers who've known them forever would. I spent too much of my time listening and studying this music. (Not a very interesting post, SORRY!)
"Well, um, the training session is still happening despite this. You haven't even met her and you can go around assuming. When you assume, you make and ass out of you and me. Just cool your jets, Erin." I said as I got up.
The songs played on and on until my absolute favorite popped up.I was lost, now I'm found, and sustained by the sound of the angels singing me to sleep while my feet are leaving the ground, am I dead or am I dreaming instead, a cornicoupia of opiates are flooding my head! I'm insane, I am smart, all it takes is a spark, to ignite, my bad intentions, and do what I do best through your heart, don't be fooled I was rasied by the wolves, and when the moon takes it's full, you know I won't play by the rules! The words flooded through my head, trying to help erase my thoughts. It seemed to be working for a while.
I went to my room, deciding to go to bed a tad bit early which meant 9pm for me. I changed into some shorts and curled up, scrolling aimlessly through my iPod, inable to sleep.
I still had my shoes on, which was uncomfortable. I sat up and untied them, listening to the screaming some more. I got up and set them by my new dresser. I took some pajamas out, which were basically flannel bottoms that said, "SPARTANS!" on the side of them, and a cami. It was quite warm outside and even warmer in the room. When I was comfortable I curled into a ball on the bed and set my alarm clock for 9:15am and tried to fall asleep, but still listening to the music just as intently.
I fell asleep with my iPod on my chest, snoring loudly. I had a bad habit of snoring. It was treatable but I didn't bother to look into it. I slept soundly and no one else was disturbed by it.
I looked at my IPod late at night, unsure what time it was and how long had I been awake. It was long past dark and as the device slowly faded to a dim light and the battery sign blinked, I realized I had no cord to charge my IPod. I watched it die and listened to a song, trying to memorize it so I wouldn't have to think. Maybe without the music I would sleep. But as it slowly died I found a loud snoring from a little down the hall to be keeping me up, making me toss and turn. Who snored THAT loud?
I sleep sneezed which briefly interrupted my snoring but it soon started back up. My snoring was easy to ignore if you were in a room down the hall and you had been here long enough.
Just when I thought it was over, I found it started back up again. I pushed my pillows over my face and groaned loudly. Why did my IPod have to die. WHY?! I wasn't about to get up and walk down the hallway and tell somebody to shut-up, that's a bad impression on your first night. So my mind took over and I wanted to slap myself silly.
I coughed and half woke up, having choked on my own spittle. I groggily put my iPod on my side table where it was supposed to be, rolled over, and fell back asleep, snoring away.
I checked my bag which was on the bedside table and for the first time remembered my best friend, who also happens to be a manly gay guy, Dustin. He must be here! How could I forget about him? I opened a text message once I got my phone out and texted him, "Are you here D? Did you get trained?" shortly after I got a response back, "Ya, a-wake by snorin." I snorted, "Are you near 23b?" "My room # is 17b, > round the corner." "Louder where you are?" "Definitely."
I buried my face in the pillow, not having quite the most pleasant dream but this did muffle the snores...as well as my breathing. I was sleeping so it was all the same to me.
I listened as it died down and felt now was the best time as ever to try to rush sleep. I sighed deeply and set my phone on the nightstand next to my bed and then laid my head on the soft pillow, pulling the blankets up despite the warmth in the room.
At around 5am I roused, not really meaning to. I felt like crap, my hair all askew and the folds in the bedding left weird marks on my face. I stretched my arms over my head, my room only slightly lit by the rising sun.
I fell into a still slumber, not moving. I distantly heard my phone vibrate, probably from Dustin, but I was finally asleep and resting, unsure on how the new day was going to go.
I ran my fingers through my hair as I got up, making it worse. I pulled a sweatshirt on, padding out into the hallway.
I woke up with a groan. I was on the floor from having rolled over. I looked up at the clock and found myself a good ten minutes from when I fell asleep. "WHY!?" I cursed, sitting up and returning to my bed. The sheets felt warm so I layed on top of them, staring at the ceiling. The dark curtains I had installed blocked out all of the light coming from the rising sun.
I heard Citali's shout and decided to check on her. I knocked on the door. "You okay in there?"
I snickered, quietly, for the sort of irony that was running through my tired head, "No, haven't slept more than ten minutes." I admitted in a loud voice, probably waking any surrounding neighbors.
"Oh." I tried to think up a snide reply but failed. When I was tired, my comic genius was hopeless. "Well, er, do you want to go for a walk? Since you can't sleep and all..."
In my flannel pajama pants and old band t-shirt, I shot up and walked to the door, a weird-ed out look on my face, "Are you serious?" I exclaimed, opening it and staring at him. His hair was messy and his eyes tried, he looked just as bad as I assumed I looked.
"Uh, yeah. I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't serious." I replied, a bit confused as I rubbed sleep out of my eye.
I bit back my immediate response, which was a no, and thought about it for a moment. Maybe the air could clear my mind, or at least help me sleep the day away. And having some company probably wouldn't be a terrible idea, I thought, even if it was my new found jerk/idiot Jake, "Sure."
I grinned a little groggily a set off down the hall, towards the stairs and off towards the door. As tired as I was, a good walk always did wonders for the mind. I let out a yawn and pushed the door open, taking a deep breath of the sharp night air.
I fallowed Jake with slow feet, realizing I had no shoes on and only socks and not caring, and pulled my hair out of my face, groggily making sure I didn't fall on the stairs as I walked down them and out into the air, that smelled somewhat like water vapor.
I wandered down to a little courtyard thing we had down the block that had some trees and some random benches here and there. Nice and quiet when it wasn't a gang night.
I walked next to him on the sidewalk, taking in the sights. If I were to be living here for a while, I'd have to know my surroundings and how to get to or fro...or how to escape. With a small smile I fallowed Jake towards the trees and the benches, trying not to devise my escape.
"I've tried it before." I said, knowing at some level she was contemplating escape. "The guards are scary good. And you'll get your ass in a bunch of trouble."
I let out a laugh of sorts, "I was thinking about that, actually, that I'd get my ass whooped, so I was TRYING not to devise a plan. But now you've intrigued me, what exactly did you try to do to escape?"
"Awhile ago. I didn't exactly come quietly either and my trainer wasn't the nicest person." I said, choosing my words carefully as I thought about it. "This place wasn't half as nice as it is now."
"Sounds like fun." I pointed out, stopping to look at a leaf that looked silver in the morning-moonlight. "And here I was, under the impression that this place couldn't get any worse. How bad was it before?"
"The equivalent of a boot camp if you ask me." I said with a shrug. "Of course, I was like 10 years old at the time and dragged here against my will so I guess my opinion can be considered quiet biased."
"Ah, then you've had a totally different life than I have, since I would stab someone if they tried to drag me to a boot camp." I replied, having a strange thought runt through my head, "How do I, I wonder, seem to you?"
I looked at her oddly, cocking my head. "What do you mean by that?"
I couldn't get much clearer...I thought, but not saying anything along that line, "I'm honestly curious. Do I seem like a bitch because I hate it here, when you were dragged here when you were ten?"
I scratched my head, thinking for a moment. "You weren't the most pleasant person but you seemed to have warmed up in my opinion."
"Ha...okay, I can agree to that. I will still tell you I am not pleasant now, just tired." with another laugh I continued to walk further, abandoning the conversation to see more of the secluded park.
"Hm, it's quiet around here. A bit weird, you usually encounter a few drunken teenagers or a rebellious couple by now. It's suspicious." I looked around, stopping for a moment. "It's very horror-movie-ish."
"Where the zombies or the monsters jump out as soon as the main role male, which would be you, says something like that? I would agree." I smiled, finding it rare how much I have been smiling. I have to stop it! I told myself, turning back to a normal face.
"Doesn't the main role male have to save and fall helplessly head over heels for the main role female, though?" I said, waggling my eyebrows jokingly. I kept walking, acting nonchalant but still keeping my guard up.
"Ha, only in one fourth of the movies I've watched go along the original plot line, the other ones are rather gory and unexpected." I told him, rolling my eyes at his eye wiggle.
"Well, I-" I was cut off when I was suddenly jerked sideways and my head slammed into something. I let out a yell and tried to kick out but failed. What the fudge was going on?
I stopped cold and turned to the side, staring upward at the large a gory dog-man-demon thing. My mouth gaped, "Holy crap." I said, unsure on what to do, "That's...I mean I think...god."
I slid a dagger out of my pocket and managed to slide it across the grass, trying to catch Citali's attention. Someone, seemed to solid to be a TimeDemon, had started pulling me away from the scene despite my kicking.
I stared for a moment and then felt my body moving quickly, unable to comprehend what I was doing and only able to watch for a moment as I picked up the dagger off the grass. "It's huge!" I muttered, feeling the grips of the dagger. All we trained for today was swiftness! /It'll have to do...I can't just leave him...as much as I would like to!/ I thought, rushing forward. I moved to the right first, going to make an attempt at slicing the arm that held Jake the most. If I could get him free, maybe I didn't have to kill it myself, which was impossible to do.
I felt the grip loosen for a second and took the opportunity to roll to the side, my head spinning from the impact on what I assumed what was a rock or something. I got shakily to my feet, flicking out a pocketknife from my pocket (of all places) seeing as though I didn't have my trusty dagger. I flicked open the blade and rushed forward a bit unsteadily, slashing the Demon across the front. It responded by delivering a blow to my jaw, driving me backwards into a tree.
I felt my heart raise when Jake was let out of the demons grasp, but then fall when he was thrown back into a tree. I managed to conceal my whimper into the back of my throat, hardly able to be heard over the demons growl. I attacked again, light on my feat, to the demons right side, slashing his right arm but not without getting a good blow in my left arm, making my shoot back and pause for a few moments before the pain, more bearable than I thought Jake's was, seeped in.
I blinked blood out of my eyes and reached for the knife, my fingers curling around it. I picked it up, still on the ground and threw it. It lodged in the Demons abdomen (or what looked to be so) and it let out a scream of pain.
Ignoring the pain, which I have done before both physically and emotionally, I got to my feet and watched the Demon hiss in pain as Jake threw his knife into it's abdomen. I watched it stumble and looked for where it's heart should be. I watched how it's body twitched and aimed for where I thought it's heart should be. It was by pure luck that the dagger went the total opposite direction, to where I should've been looking.
"Holy crap...first...Demon...good job...." I slurred, pasting a grin on my face at Citali before finally passing out on the grass. The last thing I needed were more head wounds at this point.
I let out a laugh that sounded more like a groan, and could possibly have been more of that than the earlier suggestion. Quickly I approached the Demon, wary, and quickly grabbed out both his knife and his dagger. Since I had no pocket, I returned to him quickly and put them into his pocket as I struggled to stand him up and drag him into the building, "You're so fat!" I said, knowing he couldn't hear me.
I had totally blacked out. My head had hit the tree harder than I thought it did. I was having weird dreams. With demons in tutus and stuff like that. Quite weird.
"Come on, wake up. Wait, no, don't..." It would be a win-lose situation if he did. He was much heavier than he looked, I found as I dragged him back towards the building. I headed towards a door that didn't have stairs, like the ones we had to go down, and found a side-door. I tugged on it: locked. "OH COME ON!" I continued tugging, looking into the building frantically. It's only 6:00, someone has to be awake!
'"Key...under...gnome..." I muttered, drifting into consciousness for an instant before disappearing again.
I was about to comment to him but I knew he passed back out. I leaned him up against the wall, my back aching, and searched for the gnome until I found it in the brush. I grabbed it and exactly like he said, there was a key. I snatched it up and jammed it into the lock, turning it and thrusting the door open. Turning and taking his arms I dragged him in and started down a long hallway, "Where is the nurses office? Or Ben's room? Come on, wake-up! Where are the rooms?"
"Oh god what did you two do?!" I said, flustered as I turned the corner. Jake's hair was crusty with blood and he was quite obviously out and Citali looked a bit disheveled as she carried him. "Explanation?"
"And you claim this place is safe! Ha! Can't go outside for a walk without being attacked by a Time Demon with a "professional" on my first night here, and I have to kill it and then drag the so called genius who got knocked out after telling ME to be swift on my feet." I raged at him, not in the mood I'd usually be for this guy's questioning.
"A TimeDemon infiltrated the base? Where did you guys go? You can't have wandered that far..." I paced a bit, shaking my head. "Take him to the hospital wing down the hall. I need to speak to security."
"He says to the new recruit that doesn't know WHAT THE HELL SHE'S DOING, OR WHERE SHE IS GOING." I yelled at him, managing to point in all directions to show my confusion without dropping Jake and letting him face plant to the ground. "You could at least use COMMON COURTESY and show my where the Hospital Wing is, since I'm too stupid and tired to comprehend."
"Just go straight! It's at the end of the hall! Can't miss it!" I snapped angrily, stamping off. I was not in the mood for attitude from new recruits.
"Jerk!" I called out after him, stumbling as I looked down the long hall. "Crap this place is big..." I took me a good while to drag Jake down the hallway, but once I did it was hard to tell what door the actual hospital was. I tried a few until I finally trudged down and picked a random on, "Uh...hello?" The room was in bright light and the nurse that was on duty shot up from where she was sitting, "Oh, sweetie, what happened?" "Time-demon," I told her, "But he needs help." the nurse rushed over and finally started to take Jake of my shoulders.
I was soon brought back to consciousness but on loads of painkillers. I rolled over, blinking and running my fingers through hair,shaking my head. "Where'd Citali go?"
(Lol, Nurse Rose VI) I looked up from my desk at the teen, Jake, who was now conscious on one of the beds, "Assuming that's the girl who carried you down the hallway and left muttering what an, excuse my language, "asshole" Ben is, went back to her room, or at least that's what I would assume."
I let out a sigh, rolling over onto my side. "Am I allowed to leave yet?" I asked out curiosity.
"If I say no, will that stop you? It never seems to stop anybody else unless it's terrible injuries. You got here on time. If you must, you have my permission."
I shrugged. "Fair enough." I rolled again so I could get to my feet and walk out. "Thank you by the way." With that, I left and headed over to CItali's room to thank her as well.
After I had left Jake, I slumped around the building until I found my room at the end of my hallway. I tried to open the door, but I ended up slumping down next to it and finally passing out with sleep. I hadn't noticed when Damen came out of his room and laughed, going back in and retrieving a pillow to put behind my head. The "walk," ironically enough, had made me sleep.
"Oh crap," I muttered, accidentally tripping over Citali's legs, luckily not waking her. I laughed to myself and decided to help her out. I lifted her up, opened the door to her room, and put her in her bed. I had fallen asleep on the floor many times and always woken up with a terrible back ache.
As I was placed on the bed I grabbed a pillow and hugged it to myself, finally having a somewhat peaceful rest without knowing I was moved. Of course, my thoughts overwhelmed my dreams, but occasionally they would stop.
I grinned as she settled in, I left, quietly shutting the door behind me. I was still tired despite the rest I had gotten. I returned to my room and settled under the covers, staring at the ceiling. (I think imma retire soon.)
I stirred, finally being able to see and recall my dreams. The Time Demon was chasing after me and I felt defenseless until I got the dagger. I tried to jab at it but it ripped the weapon out of my hand and I yelped in surprise in the dream. Instantly after my eyes opened and I was staring at the wall. Drowsy, I wondered how I got in here, but continued to close my eyes, sleep close again.
(Like one more post. I be tired and shiz.) At the edge of my dreams I heard someone cry out but didn't think much of it, in a weird state of sleep and awake-ness.
With a sigh, I knew it was no use. I wonder if I could go back to the nurse and get some pills? I flipped over now staring at the opposite wall and the memories of this morning rushed back into my brain. I had actually seen and killed a Time Demon! Not to mention having carry Jake into the building and down hallways, that fat...I snickered and felt my eyelids wilt again.
Somewhere in my mind I wondered how difficult it had been for Citali to kill that TimeDemon. My first was to save my life and I was already used to killing and such. The thoughts diminished and fell into a dream about tutu-wearing Time Demons. Quite odd if you ask me. (SLEEP TIME.)
But despite that all, he had tried to help and if he hadn't gotten caught off-guard, he would've been the "hero," most-likely. Maybe he Jake wasn't so bad, I told myself. Maybe he wasn't. (SLEEPERZ!)
My sleep was quite restless from there. I tossed and turned, waking up now and then. Not too enjoyable but I had no desire to get up.
It was a good time in the morning to get up. I sat up in my bed and stretched my arms, looking around my room and relishing the sunlight that seeped through. Standing, I quickly went through my drawers to grab some clothes and shower. Once I was finished I wandered out of my room and to Jake's room. I banged on his door with my fist, waiting paitently for him.(I keep switching his name from Damen to Garret. HIS NAME IS DAMEN GOD-DAMNIT!)
(xD) I woke with a start, sitting up fast and half rolling, half falling out of bed. I scrambled to my dresser and pulled on a t-shirt and some jeans and hopping into some old sneakers. I pulled the door open, knowing I had to look quite disheveled as I greeted Damen with a "Sup?"
"Whoa, what happened to you?" I asked, friendly but concerned. Jake looked battered up and beaten down (heh...) and less like he usually did. "I just wanted to get breakfest."
"Eh, a midnight stroll gone awry." I said with a shrug, trying to play it off as if it were nothing. My head still throbbed in the slightest and I knew I shouldn't be doing much for the next couple weeks or so. Damn concussions.
"Ah, sounds fun. How did you manage to get out of that?" I asked, stepping back so he could come out of his room. My stomach rumbled and I looked down the hall, hungry for food.
"Someone helped me and got me to the hospital wing." I said, not really wanting to elaborate at this point.
"Who?" I asked, obviously not understanding as I started walking down the hallway, "I didn't hear Erin leave her room, the walls seperating our rooms are thin, so I would be able to hear her do oopen and close."
"Citali," I replied. "She took down a TimeDemon for the first time. Quite impressive."
If I had water in my mouth, I would have spat it out, "Are you serious? That's hilarious!" I laughed an obnoxious laugh, one of my many, but condoned him with a, "You picked the right stray to join the army, I must say."
"Hilarious?" I questioned, lifting an eyebrow. "Yeah I'm a....people person." I was always pretty good at pinpointing who could succeed as a TimeFighter and 9 times out of 10, I was right.
"Yeah, she's been here for what, now two days and you...forever and on, and she killed it while you flailed? It's pretty funny." or it was only funny to me, but either way... I turned the sharp corner and could smell the nice smells wafting from the kitchen, "Mm."
"I didn't flail!" I snapped. "I was knocked unconscious. I have a sneaking suspicion that TimeDemon was looking for somebody. They usually can't get onto the grounds and when they succeed it's for a purpose. An important one..."
(Hm...where are you going with this?) "Ben?" I questioned, ditching my joke, "He's on the board. Probably the highest ranked there, since everyone else like Jamie and Dora are around the country..."
(No clue, just making it up as I go along.) "Ben's an asshole though and in the grand scheme of things not too useful." I said, thinking out loud. It occurred to me to look around to make sure he wasn't there. I was lucky that time.
I didn't bother, like Jake, to look for Ben. I didn't much care what he had to say, "That is true. Well it's obviously not me, Erin hasn't done much in her Time Fighter life (which isn't really offenseive), and it can't really be you...unless the demon was planning on kidknapping, instead of killing, you after he knocked you out."
"He grabbed me....Do you think maybe...?" I didn't finish the question. There was no way the Demon could be after Citali. She had only been here two days! Was there something she wasn't telling us?
"No..." I guessed, "Probably not. The demon must've saw two people and it's instinct was to kill, since he was tracking someone else." But even I was unsure on that. We entered the cafeteria and I could smell the warm cinnabons. "Mm!"
"Hm..." Was all I said, trying to think. Maybe Ben would figure something out cause I couldn't think up any brilliant ideas. Those cinnabons did smell good though...
"So are you going to be out of training for a while?" I asked, leading towards the delicious smelling cinnabons. There wasn't too long of a line since most of the people weren't here yet.
"Yeah sadly. I hate concussions, make you miss all the fun stuff." I sighed, grabbing a tray and heading over to the food.
"Fun, right. So who's going to train Citali? I heard Ben talking about her to his girlfriend, 'She seems to have potential, but with Jake training her...' It was funny, because Star wacked him." I explained, grabbing a plate after him and going straight to the cinnabons, grabbing four fresh and hot ones.
I couldn't help but laugh. Star was good at keeping Ben in check. "I have no clue. I haven't really heard anything yet."
"Hm. Maybe you could pretend you aren't hurt so she doesn't have to bear through Ben. I'm sure she'd appreciate it." I suggested.
"Good idea. The nurse didn't actually tell me not to do anything." I said, nodding.
"I'm full of good ideas." I responded, not glacning at him as I took a chocolate smoothie out of the back freezer, where soldiers didn't belong. I came back with an apple, to, just to look inconspicious.
I grabbed myself a chocolate milk and a cinnabon, not very hungry at all and heading towards a table to sit at.
I fallowed Jake and sat across from him, shoving the cinnabons into my mouth. I didn't say anything, waiting expectant for him to say something.
I picked at the cinnabon, eating bits. "Hey where do you think Erin is?" I said out of curiosity and for sake of conversation. She usually showed up quite early.
"I think she was up all last night reading about some stupid thing...but that's just a guess." I responded, slurping some of the smoothie.
"Maybe you should try reading. That would make you less stupid." I muttered, swallowing the rest of the cinnabon.
"Heard that. I would say the same about you." I responded with a bright and cheery, rather creepy, voice, "Two-peas in a pod, we are!"
"Who are you, Yoda?" I replied, nibbling frosting off my fingers.
"He is quite jealous, he is." I murmured loudly to myself, stuffing a whole piece of toast into my mouth and chewing.
"Dude, if you're Yoda, I get to be Luke. You end up dying anyway." I retorted, flicking a glob of frosting across the room.
And here the story begins.