Chapter 35
Fire (Horse)
I watched in shock at how powerful Adara had become it was really awesome.
As Ares father went down I smiled, I wished we could do more, but he was out now, we can get him later.
I came back to the problem in hand Kichi.
As Ethan, Storm, Adara, and I sat trying to figure out how to find her. Storm said something but I wasn’t really listen. To many scenarios were going through my head, I couldn’t shake them, Did that Snake Ares have her? was she in the lab? Being tested right now?? The last one I Hoped very much the later one wasn’t true….
Then a sound snapped me out of my Thoughts, I turned around & I saw Ares’s father starting to stand, I didn’t even think, all the pain he had caused me over the years came flooding Back in that instant, the tests, the needles, the beatings, the worst part, Killing my twin brother right in front of me, came out in Fire.
I did my biggest blast, But I don’t remember any of it, for, I blacked out.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
SORRY TO DISRUPT THE CHAPTERS...
But if you may have noticed, Iplayfools, aka Ethan hasn't been writing. Well, it's a long story why, but now i just wanted to establish that he is back!!!!!!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Chapter thirty four
Chapter thirty four
Kichi
My back was stiff, my left leg was asleep, but I didn’t exactly have a valid reason to be cross. The sun shone down through the forest canopy lazily, making glowing shafts of sunlight dancing around in the air. The warm breeze brushed across my face, and it was nice to wake up to the peace of birds chirping. It was one of the better mornings to wake up to. But oddly enough, I had a feeling something was out of place, I couldn’t put my finger on it. I had a hunch not a lot of time had passed, and this looked similar to the setting the mutants usually camped out in; remote and natural. But the mutants weren’t there, nor any remnants of a camp.
“Hello?” I called out “Anyone here? Storm? Adara? Are-.” I lowered my head as I remembered what had happened, all I had left were Storm, Adara, and Fire. A silhouette passed behind a clump of trees, and I caught my breath. There was an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Ares stepped out of the green background, and I gasped. He smiled at me, not his I-am-sorry-about-what-I-did smile, but a real smile that brought out the sparkle in his eyes. This, I realized with shock, was the old Ares. If this had been a normal circumstance I would’ve rushed over to hug him and never let go.
But, of course, this was no usual circumstance. He was here, with me alone, but hatred stirred up inside me. But yet, I longed to be back by his side and for the nightmare to be over. I had been hoping for this moment ever since the betrayal, but now I realized that I didn’t really want it. It was total confusion, and it shamed me.
“Why Kichi,” Ares said “you’ve changed a lot since the mutants came around.” The mutants! He betrayed them, no, he betrayed me. But I was so lulled by the way he said my name with such warmth, and his words no longer contained the arrogance he had had as a scientist. _He betrayed you, and didn’t care afterwards_ I cautioned myself _but yet, here he is. He had to have cared if he came back. Why is he back? He was having a fine life with his little daddy and his test tubes_
“Kichi, I know you are thinking all about me, and what I did. I wasn’t myself, and I feel horrible, if I had a time machine… I thought we could start all over, as friends again.” He said. The words rang in my ear, that had been what I wanted all along, hadn’t it? The truth was that I had become more of a mutant than I liked to admit. I was one of them, and Ares was a traitor.
“No Ares,” I whispered “I don’t want to be with you. No matter what, I can’t forget how you betrayed us, no me, and left me to die. No amount of ‘starting over’ can undo that.” He frowned. And he opened his mouth to protest, but I cut him off calmly
“Now if you’ll please show me the way, I want to go back with the mutants, even if it means surrendering myself to the scientists.” Ares frowned again, and then shook his head. “Kichi you don’t understand. I set you with them so I could collect all of you together, in one sweep.” He faltered on his words, choosing them carefully. “But I wanted you to be okay, and here is our chance to be okay, together, like old times.” I got a bit angry then. “See that’s the problem!” I shouted, forgetting my good mood “it _can’t_ be like old times because I know you were just using me! Waiting for the right time to turn me in!” Ares gave me a stern look, and then shook his head disapprovingly for, like, the fourth time. “But now’s our chance to erase all that. Without the scientists.” He said, going for a comforting tone. “No!” I cried, “I want to go back now! Take me now! I don’t know the way back! You have to take me back.” Ares stared at me hard, then spoke at last “I’m sorry, Kichi. I can’t let you go back.”
Kichi
My back was stiff, my left leg was asleep, but I didn’t exactly have a valid reason to be cross. The sun shone down through the forest canopy lazily, making glowing shafts of sunlight dancing around in the air. The warm breeze brushed across my face, and it was nice to wake up to the peace of birds chirping. It was one of the better mornings to wake up to. But oddly enough, I had a feeling something was out of place, I couldn’t put my finger on it. I had a hunch not a lot of time had passed, and this looked similar to the setting the mutants usually camped out in; remote and natural. But the mutants weren’t there, nor any remnants of a camp.
“Hello?” I called out “Anyone here? Storm? Adara? Are-.” I lowered my head as I remembered what had happened, all I had left were Storm, Adara, and Fire. A silhouette passed behind a clump of trees, and I caught my breath. There was an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Ares stepped out of the green background, and I gasped. He smiled at me, not his I-am-sorry-about-what-I-did smile, but a real smile that brought out the sparkle in his eyes. This, I realized with shock, was the old Ares. If this had been a normal circumstance I would’ve rushed over to hug him and never let go.
But, of course, this was no usual circumstance. He was here, with me alone, but hatred stirred up inside me. But yet, I longed to be back by his side and for the nightmare to be over. I had been hoping for this moment ever since the betrayal, but now I realized that I didn’t really want it. It was total confusion, and it shamed me.
“Why Kichi,” Ares said “you’ve changed a lot since the mutants came around.” The mutants! He betrayed them, no, he betrayed me. But I was so lulled by the way he said my name with such warmth, and his words no longer contained the arrogance he had had as a scientist. _He betrayed you, and didn’t care afterwards_ I cautioned myself _but yet, here he is. He had to have cared if he came back. Why is he back? He was having a fine life with his little daddy and his test tubes_
“Kichi, I know you are thinking all about me, and what I did. I wasn’t myself, and I feel horrible, if I had a time machine… I thought we could start all over, as friends again.” He said. The words rang in my ear, that had been what I wanted all along, hadn’t it? The truth was that I had become more of a mutant than I liked to admit. I was one of them, and Ares was a traitor.
“No Ares,” I whispered “I don’t want to be with you. No matter what, I can’t forget how you betrayed us, no me, and left me to die. No amount of ‘starting over’ can undo that.” He frowned. And he opened his mouth to protest, but I cut him off calmly
“Now if you’ll please show me the way, I want to go back with the mutants, even if it means surrendering myself to the scientists.” Ares frowned again, and then shook his head. “Kichi you don’t understand. I set you with them so I could collect all of you together, in one sweep.” He faltered on his words, choosing them carefully. “But I wanted you to be okay, and here is our chance to be okay, together, like old times.” I got a bit angry then. “See that’s the problem!” I shouted, forgetting my good mood “it _can’t_ be like old times because I know you were just using me! Waiting for the right time to turn me in!” Ares gave me a stern look, and then shook his head disapprovingly for, like, the fourth time. “But now’s our chance to erase all that. Without the scientists.” He said, going for a comforting tone. “No!” I cried, “I want to go back now! Take me now! I don’t know the way back! You have to take me back.” Ares stared at me hard, then spoke at last “I’m sorry, Kichi. I can’t let you go back.”
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Chapter thirt four
Chapter: 34
Adara (for some reason Claire wrote it in third person)
Adara's electric bright blue eyes, widened in shock, then narrowed in suspicion. Her pale dainty hands balled into fists, and shook with fury. She growled quietly and threateningly at him, and he gave a small chuckle. He came with swift, confident strides over to me, and sneered,
"Oh, your a fiesty one, aren't you? Yes, Adara, the poor heartbroken little girl, whose family abandonded her, for a small price." Adara gasped, pointing a shaking deathly pale finger at his chest, and with raspy breathes',
"How dare you? Would you like to see your lovely future, because I can see it all, and I will make sure that all the misfortunate you've been working up to will come true, and when your on your knees pleading, for forgiveness, for damn mercy! No one shall fathom your excruciating pain." She grinned with pure pleasure, at his shaken deathly pale face. The others watched with plain curiosity and shock.
Adara kicked him in the lower body and he doubled over in pain. She pushed him to the ground, and kicked him in the side of his greying head. The others watched in surprise; she imposed a more feminine personality. But, she did have a few years of soccer on her side.
Ares father was unconcious, and luckily no back up had came. Adara strode over to the others, puzzling over what Ares father had said about Kichi. He could've been playing tricks on them, but she is gone, isn't she?
Adara stifled a yawn, since she had just awoken. Worst case scenerios flashed through her head. Kichi could be taken back to the lab to be tortured by Ares. She could be dead. She could be.... Too many possiblities.
Storm gave Adara a half-hearted smile, and Adara returned it. Adara sighed and slid down to sit by a tree, to discuss Kichi's whereabouts.
Adara (for some reason Claire wrote it in third person)
Adara's electric bright blue eyes, widened in shock, then narrowed in suspicion. Her pale dainty hands balled into fists, and shook with fury. She growled quietly and threateningly at him, and he gave a small chuckle. He came with swift, confident strides over to me, and sneered,
"Oh, your a fiesty one, aren't you? Yes, Adara, the poor heartbroken little girl, whose family abandonded her, for a small price." Adara gasped, pointing a shaking deathly pale finger at his chest, and with raspy breathes',
"How dare you? Would you like to see your lovely future, because I can see it all, and I will make sure that all the misfortunate you've been working up to will come true, and when your on your knees pleading, for forgiveness, for damn mercy! No one shall fathom your excruciating pain." She grinned with pure pleasure, at his shaken deathly pale face. The others watched with plain curiosity and shock.
Adara kicked him in the lower body and he doubled over in pain. She pushed him to the ground, and kicked him in the side of his greying head. The others watched in surprise; she imposed a more feminine personality. But, she did have a few years of soccer on her side.
Ares father was unconcious, and luckily no back up had came. Adara strode over to the others, puzzling over what Ares father had said about Kichi. He could've been playing tricks on them, but she is gone, isn't she?
Adara stifled a yawn, since she had just awoken. Worst case scenerios flashed through her head. Kichi could be taken back to the lab to be tortured by Ares. She could be dead. She could be.... Too many possiblities.
Storm gave Adara a half-hearted smile, and Adara returned it. Adara sighed and slid down to sit by a tree, to discuss Kichi's whereabouts.
Chapter thirty three
chapter 33
Storm
was up high in a tree, dressed in white. My hair was normal—red—and I felt peaceful, relaxed. My eyes were wide, and I was surveying the surrounding area. Nothing dangerous…yet.
The tree stood tall, and I felt safe in the v I was sitting in between. I started to descend the tree, bark scratching my hands. They were oddly free of scars.
I only realized that the sun was out when it went behind a dark, ominous cloud. I instantly wished it would come back, but the cloud was large. I tried to make the cloud go away, but it wouldn’t. I couldn’t control weather any more.
Snow started to fall, and it wasn’t that that I was afraid of. It was the blond man coming towards me, redheaded girl at his side.
My feet carried me down the now snowy path. I slipped a few times, causing more pain to shoot through my hands. Ares and Eva were gaining on me, and Ares had a gun in his hands, murderous look in his eyes.
I ran faster, my white sneakers pounding down on the frozen ground.
I heard the gun.
It shot.
It hit me.
I fell, and everything went dark.
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
I woke, breathing heavily. I looked around at my surroundings before catching my breath and slumping back onto the ground.
It was only a dream, thank God.
I stretched and took another look around. I, Ethan, Fire, Kic—wait. What happened to Kichi?
I gently shook Ethan, lying next to me, for the first time, looking peaceful.
“Ethan!” I hissed while shaking him. He responded with a “Storm!” that imitated my voice. He sat up and looked me in the eyes. “What…?” he asked groggily.
“Kichi’s gone.” I said simply.
His eyes widened and he sat up.
“Who took her?”
“I don’t know, but I want to know why it’s only Kichi who is gone.”
Ethan stood. “I’ll get Fire. You get Adara.”
I nodded curtly and gently shook Adara. She mumbled something, and she sounded desperate. I must have sounded like that when I was having my nightmare.
“Wake up…” I whispered in her ear. “We need to get Kichi.”
That woke her up. She jolted upright. She stretched and stood. “We need to get her.” Fire yawned from only a few yards away. She had obviously been listening.
“Too laaaate. Maybe she needs to find you.” A new voice joined us, cold and menacing. Did I dare to turn around? Well, what do you think?? Yes.
I turned to look into the cold gray eyes of Ares’ father.
Storm
was up high in a tree, dressed in white. My hair was normal—red—and I felt peaceful, relaxed. My eyes were wide, and I was surveying the surrounding area. Nothing dangerous…yet.
The tree stood tall, and I felt safe in the v I was sitting in between. I started to descend the tree, bark scratching my hands. They were oddly free of scars.
I only realized that the sun was out when it went behind a dark, ominous cloud. I instantly wished it would come back, but the cloud was large. I tried to make the cloud go away, but it wouldn’t. I couldn’t control weather any more.
Snow started to fall, and it wasn’t that that I was afraid of. It was the blond man coming towards me, redheaded girl at his side.
My feet carried me down the now snowy path. I slipped a few times, causing more pain to shoot through my hands. Ares and Eva were gaining on me, and Ares had a gun in his hands, murderous look in his eyes.
I ran faster, my white sneakers pounding down on the frozen ground.
I heard the gun.
It shot.
It hit me.
I fell, and everything went dark.
^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
I woke, breathing heavily. I looked around at my surroundings before catching my breath and slumping back onto the ground.
It was only a dream, thank God.
I stretched and took another look around. I, Ethan, Fire, Kic—wait. What happened to Kichi?
I gently shook Ethan, lying next to me, for the first time, looking peaceful.
“Ethan!” I hissed while shaking him. He responded with a “Storm!” that imitated my voice. He sat up and looked me in the eyes. “What…?” he asked groggily.
“Kichi’s gone.” I said simply.
His eyes widened and he sat up.
“Who took her?”
“I don’t know, but I want to know why it’s only Kichi who is gone.”
Ethan stood. “I’ll get Fire. You get Adara.”
I nodded curtly and gently shook Adara. She mumbled something, and she sounded desperate. I must have sounded like that when I was having my nightmare.
“Wake up…” I whispered in her ear. “We need to get Kichi.”
That woke her up. She jolted upright. She stretched and stood. “We need to get her.” Fire yawned from only a few yards away. She had obviously been listening.
“Too laaaate. Maybe she needs to find you.” A new voice joined us, cold and menacing. Did I dare to turn around? Well, what do you think?? Yes.
I turned to look into the cold gray eyes of Ares’ father.
Chapter thirty two
Chapter 32
Ares
The mutants had prevailed to landing the broken plane. But their ambush was weak, pathetic. I was genuinely worried about Kichi’s eyes, seeing that she had gone blind. It was easy to fend off the rest of the mutants; my father had some kind of sleep serum that had left all four mutants lying on the ground in beddy-by land. Eva looked guilty, I had a hunch she had spilled her guts, despite that I had warned her to keep quiet. My father took to lighting a fire to the mutant’s fire pit. I stared at his back as he fussed over the embers. His stance was over-confident, and haughty. He had no idea how much I knew, how much I despised him. He controlled me like a puppet, with his threats. But what bugged me was that it wasn’t all threats to hurt my mother, my past mutant friends in the lab, and my darling little Eva, it was also me. It is hard, for loyalty is hard to overcome, and I was weak, I didn’t even try to put up a fight. I was his little marionette, obeying every command at the slightest of notion. And I hated him for it, I hated myself for it.
“Ares, you have been awfully quiet tonight. Anything on your mind that you want to discuss?” My father asked, as if he was truly interested.
“Nah,” I replied “I have just been thinking about Kichi’s eyes.” Untrue, to the very core, I was thinking about Storms fury, Kichi’s sadness, and Adara’s kind eyes (possibly even her soft lips). How I beared to betray them, even to complete the task I was so conveniently programmed to do.
“Ah, well if the guilt is killing you, I could defiantly fix her while the drug is still in all their systems. I mean, before we take them back to the lab.” He replied, as if he cared about me or my guilty conscience. Why had a stooped to doing this man’s biddings? It was okay when I was younger, simply tracking down mutants left and right, because I was a daddy’s little boy. But now, that had grown into daddy’s little worker, daddy’s little henchman, it had driven me to disobey the only real family I had ever had.
“Could you do that? Like right now? And we can take them all back in the morning. But I feel bad, knowing I caused her to…” My voice choked off. I had never meant to hurt anyone. He nodded, his back still to me, so I patted Eva on the head, told her I would be right back, and headed towards where the slumber party was. When I got there, my plan was simple, grab Kichi and leave. But something was wrong, when I bent down over Kichi, one of the mutants breathing skipped a step, getting out of pattern and shortening. oh god I thought someone is waking up. I looked over my shoulder, and Ethan was sitting up, his sharp but bleary eyes piercing mine.
“Why, man? To get what you wanted? What did you gain from ruining our lives?” He asked, you could tell he was attempting to fend off the drug. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words could come out. I picked up an unbroken serum bottle from the ground, to put him back under. But Ethan slipped back on his own. The question whirled in my mind as a carried Kichi back to camp. Why had I done it? I could’ve left it at ditching them, but I continuously brought them back. The answer slapped me hard in the face; I had done it all out of pure, dirty, weak loyalty. I had hoped to gain something from my father, to make me feel like I was special on my own, not just because I had been given powers.
“Back already?” My father asked, he was sitting around a newly blazing fire with Eva at his side. Poor Eva, she was in a worse jam then me. She had grown up not being able to make her own decisions, never learned how to say no. But yet, she was the one sitting peacefully by the fire, not trying to change a thing. I laid Kichi gently down onto the grass beside my father.
“Let’s have a look see.” My father opened one of Kichi’s eyes then laughed.
“Ah son, you were worried for nothing. The blindness was just an after effect of head trauma, and should go away naturally. Now, go drop off your friend and let’s roast some weenies!” I nodded, choked by relief. I headed off towards the camp, still scolding myself for being so used, when it hit me. I turn on my heels, and ran towards the north, cradling Kichi like a baby. I ran so fan I didn’t feel the ground under my feet, only the whirring or the air around me. I ran so hard, for so long when I stopped I was out of breath. The lights of a city twinkled up ahead, I had no idea where I was or how hard I had run, but it was a great distance for my ‘super’ body didn’t get tired easily.
I sank down against the trunk or a pine tree, clutching Kichi close. She was my little sister, we were bound together, and nothing could ever take that away. Us two, we could live out here alone, start a new life. Storm and Adara wouldn’t have to face the troubles of forgiving me. Which turned my attention to Kichi, Would she forgive me? After all the pain I had caused her, would she feel the same bond I did? I swept a lock of her beautiful red hair out of her face. What was I going to do? I laid her down gently and took out a small pocket knife from; you’ll never guess where, my pocket. My head was spinning, with thoughts of my horrible doings. An idea, bloody, dirty, and wrong, pooped into my head. I inspected the shiny surface of the tiny blade. I needed to feel pain, a small part of what I had cause Storm, Adara, Ethan and Fire.
I pressed the small blade to my wrist, pushing it inwards as it pulled it down. A thin, then more constant, trail of blood appeared. But I wasn’t finished. I had to show myself how Storm had hurt. I would do this, every day if I had to, until I had paid back all the pain I had inflicted on the mutants. I let the blood run down my arm, the screaming pain fogging up my head, and drip onto the dirt. The pain blurred my mind by removing other thoughts, but sharpened my senses. It would heal by itself if I left it be, and didn’t get it dirty. My last thoughts, before I surrendered myself to sleep, was I hope there aren’t any bloodthirsty bears around here, and also, damn me, I had forgotten Eva.
Ares
The mutants had prevailed to landing the broken plane. But their ambush was weak, pathetic. I was genuinely worried about Kichi’s eyes, seeing that she had gone blind. It was easy to fend off the rest of the mutants; my father had some kind of sleep serum that had left all four mutants lying on the ground in beddy-by land. Eva looked guilty, I had a hunch she had spilled her guts, despite that I had warned her to keep quiet. My father took to lighting a fire to the mutant’s fire pit. I stared at his back as he fussed over the embers. His stance was over-confident, and haughty. He had no idea how much I knew, how much I despised him. He controlled me like a puppet, with his threats. But what bugged me was that it wasn’t all threats to hurt my mother, my past mutant friends in the lab, and my darling little Eva, it was also me. It is hard, for loyalty is hard to overcome, and I was weak, I didn’t even try to put up a fight. I was his little marionette, obeying every command at the slightest of notion. And I hated him for it, I hated myself for it.
“Ares, you have been awfully quiet tonight. Anything on your mind that you want to discuss?” My father asked, as if he was truly interested.
“Nah,” I replied “I have just been thinking about Kichi’s eyes.” Untrue, to the very core, I was thinking about Storms fury, Kichi’s sadness, and Adara’s kind eyes (possibly even her soft lips). How I beared to betray them, even to complete the task I was so conveniently programmed to do.
“Ah, well if the guilt is killing you, I could defiantly fix her while the drug is still in all their systems. I mean, before we take them back to the lab.” He replied, as if he cared about me or my guilty conscience. Why had a stooped to doing this man’s biddings? It was okay when I was younger, simply tracking down mutants left and right, because I was a daddy’s little boy. But now, that had grown into daddy’s little worker, daddy’s little henchman, it had driven me to disobey the only real family I had ever had.
“Could you do that? Like right now? And we can take them all back in the morning. But I feel bad, knowing I caused her to…” My voice choked off. I had never meant to hurt anyone. He nodded, his back still to me, so I patted Eva on the head, told her I would be right back, and headed towards where the slumber party was. When I got there, my plan was simple, grab Kichi and leave. But something was wrong, when I bent down over Kichi, one of the mutants breathing skipped a step, getting out of pattern and shortening. oh god I thought someone is waking up. I looked over my shoulder, and Ethan was sitting up, his sharp but bleary eyes piercing mine.
“Why, man? To get what you wanted? What did you gain from ruining our lives?” He asked, you could tell he was attempting to fend off the drug. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words could come out. I picked up an unbroken serum bottle from the ground, to put him back under. But Ethan slipped back on his own. The question whirled in my mind as a carried Kichi back to camp. Why had I done it? I could’ve left it at ditching them, but I continuously brought them back. The answer slapped me hard in the face; I had done it all out of pure, dirty, weak loyalty. I had hoped to gain something from my father, to make me feel like I was special on my own, not just because I had been given powers.
“Back already?” My father asked, he was sitting around a newly blazing fire with Eva at his side. Poor Eva, she was in a worse jam then me. She had grown up not being able to make her own decisions, never learned how to say no. But yet, she was the one sitting peacefully by the fire, not trying to change a thing. I laid Kichi gently down onto the grass beside my father.
“Let’s have a look see.” My father opened one of Kichi’s eyes then laughed.
“Ah son, you were worried for nothing. The blindness was just an after effect of head trauma, and should go away naturally. Now, go drop off your friend and let’s roast some weenies!” I nodded, choked by relief. I headed off towards the camp, still scolding myself for being so used, when it hit me. I turn on my heels, and ran towards the north, cradling Kichi like a baby. I ran so fan I didn’t feel the ground under my feet, only the whirring or the air around me. I ran so hard, for so long when I stopped I was out of breath. The lights of a city twinkled up ahead, I had no idea where I was or how hard I had run, but it was a great distance for my ‘super’ body didn’t get tired easily.
I sank down against the trunk or a pine tree, clutching Kichi close. She was my little sister, we were bound together, and nothing could ever take that away. Us two, we could live out here alone, start a new life. Storm and Adara wouldn’t have to face the troubles of forgiving me. Which turned my attention to Kichi, Would she forgive me? After all the pain I had caused her, would she feel the same bond I did? I swept a lock of her beautiful red hair out of her face. What was I going to do? I laid her down gently and took out a small pocket knife from; you’ll never guess where, my pocket. My head was spinning, with thoughts of my horrible doings. An idea, bloody, dirty, and wrong, pooped into my head. I inspected the shiny surface of the tiny blade. I needed to feel pain, a small part of what I had cause Storm, Adara, Ethan and Fire.
I pressed the small blade to my wrist, pushing it inwards as it pulled it down. A thin, then more constant, trail of blood appeared. But I wasn’t finished. I had to show myself how Storm had hurt. I would do this, every day if I had to, until I had paid back all the pain I had inflicted on the mutants. I let the blood run down my arm, the screaming pain fogging up my head, and drip onto the dirt. The pain blurred my mind by removing other thoughts, but sharpened my senses. It would heal by itself if I left it be, and didn’t get it dirty. My last thoughts, before I surrendered myself to sleep, was I hope there aren’t any bloodthirsty bears around here, and also, damn me, I had forgotten Eva.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Chapter thirty one
Chapter 31
Adara
We were on a plane. Ares was driving. If it was up to me, I wouldn’t have even let him come with, but he did supply the plane keys. I absolutely loathe him and I swear on my life I will never trust him again.
Even though, it might of been him being on the plane; something felt queer. Something was wrong, and though I hate to admit it, it wasn’t that retched, lying, filthy, traitor. I sighed, but the sound caught in my throat, and I felt the need to stay silent. I crept to the end of the plane, passing everyone (while getting a puzzled glance, at my slyness) silently, but hastily, pulled back the curtain. No one was there.
I narrowed my eyes and ventured into the back. There were two small closets, than the door to the entrance of the plane. I ripped open the door on the left side, and barely contained a sigh of relief. I silently went to the other closet. I yanked open the door, and of course there was a smirking nasty man standing there. was about to scream at the others, but he whipped out a shot gun, pointed straight at my heart. My eyes widened, with terror. Or so he thought….
Here is my chance. Ares instantly came to my mind of sneaking this $@#&%?! on. Father like son. I pretended to shake with horror, as he grinned mischeiviously at me like a little schoolboy. Here came the screaming, “YOU LITTLE SON OF A GUN!!!!!!!” I shrieked as the shot came and I moved to the side. But, not fast enough; he caught me im my right side as I moved. I didn’t feel the pain, only heard the shot, and the screams of the others. My vision got suddenly hazy and I fell down. The last concious thought I had was, ’I’m dead.’
Adara
We were on a plane. Ares was driving. If it was up to me, I wouldn’t have even let him come with, but he did supply the plane keys. I absolutely loathe him and I swear on my life I will never trust him again.
Even though, it might of been him being on the plane; something felt queer. Something was wrong, and though I hate to admit it, it wasn’t that retched, lying, filthy, traitor. I sighed, but the sound caught in my throat, and I felt the need to stay silent. I crept to the end of the plane, passing everyone (while getting a puzzled glance, at my slyness) silently, but hastily, pulled back the curtain. No one was there.
I narrowed my eyes and ventured into the back. There were two small closets, than the door to the entrance of the plane. I ripped open the door on the left side, and barely contained a sigh of relief. I silently went to the other closet. I yanked open the door, and of course there was a smirking nasty man standing there. was about to scream at the others, but he whipped out a shot gun, pointed straight at my heart. My eyes widened, with terror. Or so he thought….
Here is my chance. Ares instantly came to my mind of sneaking this $@#&%?! on. Father like son. I pretended to shake with horror, as he grinned mischeiviously at me like a little schoolboy. Here came the screaming, “YOU LITTLE SON OF A GUN!!!!!!!” I shrieked as the shot came and I moved to the side. But, not fast enough; he caught me im my right side as I moved. I didn’t feel the pain, only heard the shot, and the screams of the others. My vision got suddenly hazy and I fell down. The last concious thought I had was, ’I’m dead.’
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