Imma rant here so I don’t clog open chat.
I’m so f*cking done with people. Everyone in my grade is claiming to be going through a ‘goth phase’. No. I’ve been planning funerals since I was 3 or 4 and all of them are like “I wear black and like grey so I’m goth now. Oh, and I like to read poems.” SHUT UP! I have to try so hard not to lose it on…[Read more]
I was trying to go to a @willaphilby ‘s account by I accidently clicked on yours, and saw that you were ranting, and then I read it. (don’t think I’m stalking you please :>)
Anyway, I understand this situation, and I’m not going to try to solve it, since that’s probably the LAST thing you want me to do~
I’m just going to say that a lot of people…[Read more]
thx, I don’t want to clog the chat with my rants, but it’s nice to know someone read it
(Commenting so I can start getting notifs but cats I need you to reply to my last comment)
“Too far? Too far? Too far is far from what I’m thinking.” I growl, punching her on repeat, sending a quick glance at my bat again. Would it be too far to kill her?
I didn’t answer. Tears silently slipped slowly down my cheeks. I clenched to Chris for reality but it seemed to slip from my grasp. Memories flashes across from my mind, I was shaking a bit, I muttered ‘no’s under my breath.
I stand up, my knees actually supporting me this time. I put my hand on her shoulder. “Hey. We’re here. Now. The past is irrelevant.”
“This is already too far… Alli please… you’re scaring me.” I whisper, laying on the ground, bleeding all over.
More blood. More blood. More blood. I land 4 more punches to her nose and eyes, yanking her off the ground and jamming my knee into her gut.
“I’m sorry I had to do this… I wish it didn’t have to come to this…” I go into her mind, preparing to calm her mood for a while.
(Someone is going to have to have a long, serious, conversation with Scheherazade about all this. It’s going to be great.)
“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” I scream, grabbing my bat quickly and whacking her insanely ******* her shin, knocking her over.
I scream at the top of my lungs. “ALLISON!” ***** it. I go into her mind, taking away her sense of site and sound.
I breath out hard. This is why we do blind drills in Krav Maga. (We actually do blind and deaf drills lol) I snap my bat until I hear contact and a cry of pain, her concentration breaks and I can see, noticing where I hit. Her arm.
Ow. Ow. Ow. I thought, since we were going away, the pain wouldn’t be strong. But it is. It’s very strong.
I grip tighter, face becoming pale. “Yes. We need to go back.”
I scream in agony. My arm is broken. I go into her head again, starting to knock her unconscious.
It took a while for me to notice sudden warmth at both my shoulders. I snapped out it, and breathed out a breath I didn’t I was holding in. I saw Chris standing (how exactly? I don’t know.) and Adora, who seemed pale enough. I realise my eyes were wet, and that I held Chris so tight it probably hurt. I let go slowly and muttered an apology, taking…[Read more]
“I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I’m a ***** to your games
I’m just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna tie you down
I’m just a sucker for pain.” I sing, weirdly glee in my voice. It felt good to hurt her. Like, weirdly good. I smack her across the head, hard, with the bat and watch her fall to the ground.
“We’re going back. Now. I don’t care if we ‘intervene’. I can’t have anymore death. Or pain.” I beg, my voice cracking.
“I-” I bobbed my head. The pain was gross. Like before. But it seemed more urgent. “We need to go back. Right now. Lyka, please.” The pain is sharp and feels deadly. And that scares me.
Sh*t. Definitely a concussion. I lie on the ground, head in hands. I can’t concentrate enough to go into her mind, can’t concentrate enough to do anything at all except lie there. But I will not make a sound. I still have some dignity left.
I pound on Leanna’s back with bat, each note form the song. “I’m devoted to destruction
A full dosage of detrimental dysfunction
I’m dying slow but the devil tryna rush me
See I’m a fool for pain, I’m a *****.” I feel like I’m driving myself to insanity but it feels exciting.
I will not scream. I will not. I won’t. “Alli, please. You’re my sister. DOn’t do this.”
I smack the back done ******* her neck, not to the pint of cracking anything, just enough to hurt. I tilt my head, giving her a smile. It felt so good to hit her with a bat for some reason. It felt easy, like she was having fun too.
I jump off and break into a sprint. I reach them, panting. Oh no. Ali is…more deadly than usual, and Lee is…bad. I almost don’t look. Almost.
I sigh, falling off too. Why not? I probably couldn’t have stayed on for longer anyways.
As I hit the ground, my head erupts in pain. “Owwww….” I whisper, but continue to walk. One foot in front of the other. I look in front of me and wish I didn’t. That’s it. That’s where the pain is coming from.
I hit the bat hard, swinging down on her knee cap. I then swing it at her rib cage, not noticing Chris.
I groaned. They don’t experience fights, the more they intervene, the deadlier it gets. I turn back, top speed and reach them in no time. They wasted my energy already, on the spirit traveling, now they are back at square one. I sent a dozen spirit to each person to block them off from the fight.
I use the spirits to tell them: “STOP! The more…[Read more]
‘YOU EXPECT ME TO SIT IDLY BY WITH THIS HAPPENING?!’ I sign. ‘I can’t.’
I sigh back at Chris, leaning against a tree. ‘It’s hard, but sometimes to continue playing, you gotta spectate.’ And that’s coming from the girl who’s about to pass out at any moment now.
‘If you lie down and rest, I won’t get involved. Deal?’ I sign.
I sit down next to her. “Don’t worry.” I whisper as I put my arm around her and rub her back.
I stumble back, the spirits coming back, energy wasted, oh goodness.
“I need rest… Right now.” I stumbled backwards.
I’m scared. Leaanna doesn’t look well. Wow. I’m not scared for myself this time. These people made me feel things for others. I don’t know if I like it.
I watch Lyka, turning to Chris. “Help her please, since you made me promise to rest.”
I can’t speak, so to get my point across I dig my nails into her side where the blood is, writing out something on the ground. ‘It’s fun though.’
I stare at the ground in shock. Terror begins to overcome me. This isn’t Alli… This is a monster who’s taken my sister’s body and played with it. I have to save her. And this gives me some determination and strength back. I slowly prop myself up against the wall, in some sort of standing position. “Alli. This. Hurts. Me. And when you realize…[Read more]
I hit her hard with the bat, smack down in the middle of her chest. It may hurt a little, but it didn’t kill her.
“I don’t believe we’ve met either. What are you reading?”
I look around, having no clue what the heck is going on. (I wasn’t about to read through 300 comments lol.) I slip into the shadows, creeping up on Alison. “Hi! What’s going on?”
(Uh, they’re in a big important fight that I already got in trouble for interrupting. You can come and hang out with me and Granger’s character.)
(Actually we kinda have a plan so can you maybe go back to the school?)
(Ahhhh i again am like two days late why do I never check my notifs!!! I shall hang out with @AGATHAOFWOODSBEYOND2019 character) “Welp…” I pop back into non-existence, searching for ____. (Idk what your characters name is im so not up to date)
“It’s a little kingdom far away, ‘Alf Wahid. Forgive me, I don’t think I’ve asked your name.”
I grit my teeth. “Enough.” I growl. I slowly stand up, starting to hobble away.
‘Don’t worry about me,’ I sign, trying to make sure my eyes don’t roll back into my head. ‘Make sure Lyka is okay.’
‘I’ll worry about who I want to worry about.’ I sign back. ‘Do you need anything? Water? Popcorn?’ I pause, thinking very carefully about what I’m going to do. ‘A hug?’ I dont wait to see her reaction, so I just hug her. “It’ll be okay.” I whisper in her ear.
“What’s so bad with being stubborn?” I whisper again, not breaking from the hug. Blush creeps across my face, but I don’t notice it.
I raise my eyebrows, silently questioning but I just turned away, too lazy to speak anyway. I curled into a ball.
She’s not okay. This might be problematic. Who am I kidding, this IS problematic. ‘Any ideas? Should we bring her back so Scheherazade can take a look at her? If anyone, I think she might know.’ I sign to Adora.
(Sorry y’all soccer right after schoooool)
I tilt my head, bidding. ‘Yes. She would know.’ I kinda miss my roomie.’
I glance at Lyka. She’s not looking too well, and frankly? I’m worried. I hope she’ll be okay. I would love to contact Scheherazade, but she doesn’t have a phone, and I can’t talk to people through their heads.
‘Stay with us, Lyka,’ I sign. How many more times do I have to say it?
You’re not leaving, big sis. I didn’t have my voice but she could hear my thoughts. I slam the bat into the back of her neck, knocking her to the ground.
I let out a scream. “Alli, stop!” I beg. I go into her mind, turning off her anger and making her calm again.
I feel like I’m about to pass out. A sudden wave of calm over came me, making me feel weirdly… like taking a nap. I look at my hands. A bat. Were we sparring? Should I keep going? Did one of us forfeit?
“Oh thank god, Alli. You’re back.” I sigh, relieved, sitting on the ground bleeding. (I swear, the amount of times I almost wrote Adri)
I hear her thoughts, and immiedately force Chris to give her back her voice. “We… got into an argument.” I say nervously, avoiding her gaze
The pain stops. I get up slowly, Chris helping me. “Alli? Leaanna? Lee?” I run over, but almost fall. Still a little bent out of shape. She was so close to dying. I could feel it. I can still kind of feel it. It was so close. Too close.
“What do you mean, fighting? You’re hiding something, Lee.” I growl, anger starting to enter my voice.
I sigh. “You attacked me.” I admit, “After you… murdered an innocennt.” There. the bomb is dropped/
I almost fall over again just from my knees buckling. It makes me a bit sock, to be honest. But she’s still a good person. I know it. I- I don’t know how to explain it.
I point the tip of bat bat at my twin’s chest, shoving her against the wall but not hurting her. “Seriously? You took away my emotion and replaced it with calm?”
“Not myself? It felt good Lee. It felt exciting and amusing and great. Just like this will.” I growl, slamming the bat into her stomach before dropping it, grabbing a knife she had dropped earlier and holding it to her throat.
I choked, pressed against the wall. “Alli…” I whispered, numb with pain and grief and horror and fear.
I start to dig in before realizing. “Lee? Oh gosh.” I mutter, dropping the sword, eyes starting to fill with tears.
I get up, groaning a bit. “Great. You’re back. Now, I’m pretty sure most of us are dying or at least hurt, so…I think the family reunion can happen on the way back to school. If anyone asks, we fell off trees. (Like Evan, but we didn’t let go.)” I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm to hide the concern that would be there otherwise.
I fall to the ground, sobbing. Everything hurts. My body, my mind, my soul, my heart. Alli. My sister, my twin, the only one to understand me. Alli. The one person I loved more than anything in the world. She’d just almost killed me. And I hadn’t stopped her. Because I’d known she’d stop. And she had. But it was almost too late. And it still…[Read more]
I stare at Lee as she talks. I give her a soft landing using my powers and almost fall over. Again. “Let’s all head back to the school.”
“I’ll go with Allison. You guys help with Lee, if you can’t carry her, I’ll just send… A spirit.” I signed with a few breaks in them.
I give everyone’s voices back and scoop up Lee. “Let’s go, then.” I start to walk back the school, thinking of an excuse.
I was scared. This whole thing was a very serious matter. I tilt my head as I smile at Leanna. “Hey.”
I walk faster and finally reach the hospital wing, Adora in tow. I lay Lee down on a bed and tell the nurse a very convincing lie of how we were racing and she tripped and fell, then tumbled down a *****.
I sit on a bed at the nurse. I can’t quite believe she took the lie, but some people are quite dull.
I rush off before the nurse can argue about my injuries. I go find the smart one. “Hey, Scheherazade, was it? We need you. Please.” I add that last part so I wouldn’t get pounded again.
Chris was at the door. I was confused. But I opened it, apologized to Harmonia for leaving her, and stepped outside.
“What’s going on?”
“I’ll explain later. I figured since, well, you’re talent is your brains. Let’s put that to work.” I practically drag her into the hospital ward. I see Adora and walk over to her. “Love, you need to rest.” I say, my voice almost a whisper.
I glance at Chris. “I’ll rest when I’m dead,” I say gently, then I look at Scheherazade. “Scheherazade!”
“Well, if you won’t now, you will in a matter of hours.” That earns me a glare from one of the nurses.
“I’ll be fine,” I assure him, seeing the worry in his eyes, but I sit down. “Now, Scheherazade, we have a problem.”
“More than a ‘problem’. Let’s see…these two-” I gesture to Adora and Lee, “almost died. So did Lyka. And I just got plain beat up for…reasons. So, forgive me if I think it’s a bit more than a ‘problem’, Adora.”
I glare at Chris. “Well, I didn’t know how much we were going to tell her, Chris.” I sigh, looking back at Scheherazade. “We really need your help. You’re the smartest one here.”
“What? You expect me to sit here docile while the smartest person here and, arguably, in the kingdom, does not know all of the facts? Especially the most important ones about your health?” I look at her, my concern showing more than I’d like it to.
I soften, just a bit. “I just got a headache,” I tell him. I don’t know what would have happened of that continued, if I would have gotten worse. “Frankly, I’m more worried about others. Like you. You got hurt by a bat. So did Lee. And Lyka…”
“A bat?!?! To the head? That’s most certainly a concussion! Those take months of treatment. I can test it if you want. What else did happened to you? I won’t ask why, just list the injuries.” I began talking really quickly. Nerves and brain-in-overdrive cause that sometimes.
“I just got plain beat up for letting an innocent not die. She…” I glance at Adora, worry filling my eyes. “Nothing direct, but she could feel other’s pain. Like Lee’s. And both of them almost died.”
“You’re worst issues are probably some bruises, sprains and broken bones. I’d need some more advanced equipment that I do not have a license to operate to figure out what’s what, but you’ll live. Unless you have a concussion. That can cause permanent damage. How would you rate your neck strength?” I stop, but before he answers, I move on to the m…[Read more]
“Heh,” I say, eyes fluttering, annoyed. “It comes with the powers, I suppose. To get in one’s head, others must get in yours. It’s annoying, but it’s only a little headache.” That’s a lie. That’s a big lie. I thought I was going to die from the pain. But I didn’t, so it’s okay. “I’ll be fine, you’re the one with actual injuries, Chris.”
I wince. “She… she got beat up badly with a bat, and then some magically power stuff.” Magic feels more powerful in my head, more pulsing pain, while bruises and cuts feel more like stabs to my brain. “She was about to die,” I whisper. “I could feel it.” How awful. Knowing your new friend is going to die because of her pain and you can’t do…[Read more]
I put my arm on Adora’s shoulder. “Hey. We’re here. We’re not going anywhere. I’m not going anywhere. And, for the record, I feel no pain whatsoever right now because of the adrenaline, which should be wearing off right about…” Pain shoots through me. Now. Ow. Yep. That’s it. I don’t think anything’s broken.” I lean in and whisper in Adora’s…[Read more]
I sigh. It’s hard to actually show pain when you’ve been raised to not show anything.
I never realised it, but I’m fairly certain that the maid at my house cared about me more than my parents do. I was raised to be a (figuratively) stone cold killer. A shark. It’s hard being anything less.
I smile at Chris. I’m very glad I met him. And…[Read more]
“She’s been coughing up blood? That’s pretty bad. I don’t know what to do with that, she needs a professional. But then again, magic isn’t my area. Chris, you need an X-ray.”
(“I’m more worried about Lyka than anyone else.” Lee is literally dying and y’all are like, “Let’s worry about the magical lady who’s coughing up blood, rather than the concussed one with a ton of broken bones and possibly a broken neck! Ouch lol)
(Oof sorry Cove I’ll worry about you know lol)
I nod at Leanna. “Well, since you do t know magical pain, take a look at Lee. She’s in your area of expertise, at least.”
I slept like the dead and woke up somewhere I didn’t know. I sat up straight, instantly coughing a bit, frowning. I muttered a train of curses under my breath and looked around.
“Lyka!” I say, getting up too fast. My head hurts, but I ignore it. “Thank- I thought you weren’t going-” I stop myself. Humbling my words is new. I’m usually pretty level headed. But honestly? I’m too relieved to care.
“I’m glad you’re all right.”
“One is never alright.” I muttered, looking away. “Where is Leanna and Allison?”
I point. “Leaana is right next to you. I’m not sure where Ali is?” People and places and things have passed by and I’ve been barely paying attention except to a few choice people. I wish I was paying attention to Ali. I wish I could understand what had happened.
I walked quietly bat towards my house, intent on talking to Hunter and Angie before Game Night. They would know why I felt like I was losing my mind.
(Want me to be hunter/Angie? I’ve decided lee will be out for awhile)
“More like agree to go to the infirmary.” I toss him my bat, not wanting to hold it.
I stood up. Although coughing, I was absolutely fine. Yes. I am fine.
I stood up and walked towards Allison, “Please do come in.”
“I’m not really sure,” I admit walking in. “I did the sparring thingy with her you told me to at first, then there was some spirit warrior drama, and she got mad at me.”
I frown, “But you’ve never been able to beat up lee before. What happened?”
I point over to a little room. I saw it when I went in here before. This infirmary is very big.
“It’s over there. I think you operate it from a littler room inside there.” I raise my eyebrow at my roommate. “I assume you know how to operate it?”
“Do I have to take off my shirt?” I ask, walking over there.
“Sort of, and no.” I begin. I can’t operate it, license and stuff, but the nurse will I’m sure. And if an x-ray can work through your skin it can most certainly work through your shirt.”
“Okay. Let’s find out if I broke anything. Which I believe I did not. And by believe I mean hope.” I mumble that last part and step in the machine.
I glance back and forth between Chris and my roommate, and the other patients in the room. Honestly, why did Chris even make a bug fuss about my health? I’m more worried about him, and everyone else. Where did Ali go? Where are my parents?
Why, even after all of this, do I feel better here than at home?
I pop my head in. “I think so?” Then again, I’m not really sure. I’ve never had to use one of these things. But there’s a first for everything.
“It’s fine.” (Where is the nurse? Why does she not notice some kid operating her x-ray machine?)
(Idk I’m pretty sure we made the nurse pretty oblivious lol)
I look at the x-ray, tilting my head. “It doesn’t appear so…” I turn to Scheherazade. “Do you see anything?” She would probably know more than I would.
“Hairline fracture in your left pinkie, you’ll need a brace for that. Swelling, aching bruising and possible muscle sprains aside, you seem to be mostly fine.”
(Was that a nod to when I fractured my pinkie?) “Ah. I knew nothing was serious.”
“I so have!” I argue with Hunter. Have I ever actually beaten up Leanna? I mean, she isn’t much stronger than me, we just tend to spar with weapons. “And I don’t really know what happened. We sparred twice, and I won twice. Knocked her out both times.”
I take note of the blush, a little confused. I am a logical person. Emotions confuse and annoy me. But that doesn’t stop me from having them. And I don’t like that.
I walk over to the nurse, pointing to Chris. She skitters around the room, wrapping his finger up in a little brace.
“Pinkies up when drinking tea,” I say jokingly to him.
“Oh shush.” I poke my pinkie, which now had the splint, on her cheek.
“Okay, stop right there. Lee would never let you knock her out, unless….” I narrowed my eyes. “Alli, don’t you dare tell me you used your powers on her!”
“I didn’t use it, too much. Just a little! she hurt me so I returned the favor. What ever happened to: A little sparring might make her enjoy it again.”
I raise my eyebrow, smiling. I glance over at Lee. “Really, though. Lee took a lot of bruises and scraps and cuts and pain.” I shudder. “But I’m not sure what we can do right now. She’s pretty knocked out.” I look back at Scheherazade. “Also, should we be explaining everything to her?”
“she refused to fight back!” I say, sitting down on the couch, across from him.
“I know right?! I thought she was joking so I gave her a side kick but she wasn’t and she went flying. And that was the end of that.” I lie, not wanting him to know the whole story.
I narrow my eyes, “Alli, you’re lying. What really happened to Lee?”
“None of your business, Hunter.” I snap, digging my nails into the edge of the couch. I felt weird again, like my eyes were brighter than normal and like I needed to attack him but couldn’t.
I feel old. I feel so old. “It was kind of a crazy day, Scheherazade. Don’t go around telling people, but I have faith that you won’t. I rest my head on Chris’s shoulder. “So, what’s been happening in the school while we were gone?
(The shipping…THE SHIPS) I rub Adora’s back, smiling softly.
(Lol poor Leaanna legit lying on a bed almost dead while Adora and Chris are being all cute together)
“Crazy day is quite an understatement. You all have history homework, just so you know. It’s not hard. Otherwise, I was pretty much reading. We have a new roommate, Adora. Her name’s Harmonia.”
My cheeks heat up, but I choose to ignore it. It surprises me that I have emotions, if I’m being honest. My parents raised me that way. Though, I suppose that they raised me wrong, in some ways.
(Also btw if I haven’t already Cove happy birthday whenever it was)
“Oh.” I sit up straight. “I know her.” The one with the annoying spirits. I bet she’s nice. Probably.
My head snaps to attention. “Yes, how do we help? There must be something we can do.” I’m scared to look into her head. I might have felt the pain, but she was also thinking about it. “Can we speed up the healing process somehow?”
I go up to Lee. “Wake up, love.” I get ready to be pounded like she said that she would do the next time I called her that.
I stand right behind Chris, looking at Lee concerned. I go into her mind a little, and have to stop from shaking. I stand perfectly still. When she wakes up, she’s getting a big hug, and Chris is going to have to make cookies for her.
Lee needs to get up. She has too. Because I’m scared she won’t if she doesn’t soon.
I move to the other side of her. “Please wake up, Lee.”
I hear voices, calling me through the dark. But there’s also a light, singing to me, beckoning me toward it. I laugh, starting to walk closer to it. Suddenly i stop. There’s something… someone…. a face appears in my mind. I have to go back. For Alli. My eyes fly open and I gasp.
“Lee!” Her eyes flutter open, and I bend down hugging her. I don’t remember the last time I was the one who hugged a person.
I hug Lee. “Don’t scare me like that. You didn’t even stir when I called you ‘love’.”
“I thought you were going to-” I stop. “Just…” I have no words. For once, O have no words.
“Lee, do you need anything? Food? Water? Cookies?” I ask, smiling at the last one.
“She needs cookies,” I tell him, not taking my eyes off of her. “And another hug.” I shiver against her as I hug her again. The memerioes, the everything leaves me sad and scared.
Lyka didn’t go back to the infirmary the moment she left it. She wandered in the dorm halls, since they were the only ones without students walking around every second. She need clam, needed silence. She silently wondered if Allison was well. She stared at the blank wall for some while, zoning out.
(I really need a cookie)
“Okay.” I rush and make a quick batch of cookies, adding a bit more salt. I bake them and take one out, taste testing it. “Perfect amount of salt.” I put them on a plate and bring them to Lee, the cookies still warm. “Here.”
I smile, “Thanks Chris.” I freeze and look around, “Where’s Alli?”
“Alli…” I growl. “What happened to lee?”
“I believe she might have went back to your house.” I offer, taking a cookie for myself.
My face pales, “Oh no… You guys, I’m worried she might go psy.cho again. We have to find her”
“You are in no condition to go anywhere,” I tell her. But I am worried about the same thing. “You were brushed and battered, and cut, and- and-” I start to breathe heavy. The screams in my head come rising back as I struggled to keep a poker face. “You almost died.” There. I said it.
“Nothing, Hunter. She’s fine.”I reply, reflecting just as much power as he did.
“I’m fine. Totally fine.” I say, trying to sit up and groaning in agony.
“Allison. What the f*ck happened to lee?” I hiss, “is she okay? If you don’t tell me what happened, I’m going to that school to find out for myself.”
“Go ahead. I ain’t saying anything to you. Oh, and by the way, you don’t scare me and Lee anymore. We’re old enough to at least manage not to get knocked out when we fight you.”
I narrow my eyes. “Fine. I’ll go find lee. She’ll tell me the whole story.” I say coldly.
“I need to find Alli!” I say angrily. I take out my cellphone and call her, hoping to god she picks up
“How ’bout you talk to her here?” I ask, tossing him my phone as it rings.
I think I’m gonna leave the RP. I don’t really have time and Lyka isn’t really included that much either so yeet.
“I know, I know,” I tell her. “But every time you move, hurting yourself, you hurt-” I stop myself before I finish the sentence. You hurt me too.
I watch her as she calls Alli.
(Oh no Shade! I’ll miss you! We can include you more if you want! But I’m not going to pressure you into staying)
“It’s Hunter. What did Alli do to you?” I watch Hunter on the phone, arms crossed.
“She’s fine, I’m more worried about you.” he says, glancing over at me as I was muttering under my breath.
“Oh my goodness, are you… can you… you’re having a conversation with someone through that rectangular prism? How does it work? Can I take it apart?” Then I stop. She’s having an important conversation through the rectangular prism. I cannot take it apart.
“What? Alli’s sweet as sugar and giddy as a bunny normally, what do you mean, psy.cho?” He asks while I start to leave the room, barely hearing him.
I quietly shush my roommate. ‘The person on the receiving side of the phone may be hearing what you’re saying right now,’ I mouth while signing.
“I realize that now. Got a little caught up in my desire to find out how it works.” I blushed as I whispered.
I hand her my phone. ‘Go wild,’ I sign and whisper. ‘Who’s going to be calling or texting me anyways?’ Not my fake friends or parents.
I hand the princess my phone, but not before saving everything to my SIM card and replacing it. ‘Please don’t break it. Dismantling? Yes. Destroying it? Please no.’ I sign.
I open my mouth to shout with delight, but then see Leanna talking. I settle for pocketing it and whispering a thank you. I’ll get some tools and work on it later.
“Lee, what do you mean your twin is going psy.cho?” Hunter demands, following me up the stairs, thinking I couldn’t notice.
“No kidding.” I eat another cookie, the chocolate smearing a bit on my face.
I roll eyes, wiping the chocolate off his face. “You’re so messy, I’m surprised you got by in life until now.” I wouldn’t have, not in Enteral Springs wkth my parents and all the meetings.
I grin and take another cookie and smear the chocolate all over my cheek. “Better?” I laugh.
“What, do you want me to kiss it off?” I ask while taking a tissue and dabbling it off, trying to hide a smile. When did I get emotions? When did I actually start to like people?
I smile up at him, just realizing how short I am. “You don’t have to be so messy about it. You’re wasting a perfect good cookie.”
I sigh, “SHe…. kinda murdered and innocennt person and then attacked me when I stopped her. And then when I told her to stop she said it was fun.”
“Well, I can live with that.” I smirk, touching her nose and getting a bit of chocolate on it. I turn to Lee. “Don’t forget the part where she beat me up because I helped the innocent get away.”
I took one of the cookies. “I suppose the doctor shouldn’t eat the medicine, but I’m going to ignore that for a bit.”
I wipe the chocolate off of Adora’s nose. “I suppose I’ll have to be more obvious when I do that.” I chuckle.
“Well, I didn’t exactly care,” I tell him, a small smile on my face. When did I stop caring about appearance? When did I like people? When did I start caring in general?
I give him a sly grin. “Maybe. Who knows?”
No, no, no. I don’t like emotions. I was raised not to have them, not to care, not to get attached. But I’m doing it right now. And I’m not stopping it. People are legitimately hurt around me and I’m getting attached to someone. And I’m not stopping it.
When did I start opening up? When did I start smiling and laughing? Oh well. I’m a fool anyway. May as well have fun.
I fiddle with my silver and pink bracelet as I look up at Chris. What would my parents say? I have no idea. They were probably planning something for my future. We’ve been to some very powerful but discrimatory places in the Woods. I didn’t care. I was planning on doing an undersweep of everything and basically running wherever I would live.
“Um…alright. My parents are bakers. We first discovered this…ability when I was five. Then they treated me like a disease, a pest. I had no friends and I hated being made to work in the bakery. So, whenever I would find time to be myself, I would. Then, about two years ago, I caught Lee and Ali on game night.” I take out my journal to look…[Read more]
I shrug. This was a bad idea, but I want to know everybody. It’s the first day, but it feels like years have flown by and I know nothing. I want my sketchbook. “I’m from Enternal Springs, daughter to Kyline and Asher Easton, some of the most powerful people in that section of the Woods.” Because of me. “I have an older brother named Cody, who is…[Read more]
“Hmm. You could say that.” I sigh, taking a cookie. “How has it only been one day since we got here? It feels like centuries.”
“That would be physically impossible. But, yes. It has felt like a week. But I’m glad I came.” I’m stating my emotions. This is new. I’m not lying about them. That’s new.
“Woah… I’ll do mine,” I begin. “I’m from this little kingdom/town called ‘Alf Wahid and it’s terribly dull. Oh sure, it looks exotic,” I look down at my dress, “but it’s hot and dry and boring. My father’s the Sultan, which sounds exciting but it’s really not, and my mother’s an author. Her name’s Scheherazade too. She had an interesting tale…[Read more]
(If you want to come to the infirmary we’re all giving our backstories)
(Explaining our tales.) “Yes, I’ve heard of a smile, love.” I say, smiling. “Why? Am I too dull?” I joke, laughing a bit.
“No,” I tell him, rolling my eyes. “Just weird.” I look at the princess. “And I’m sorry about the school part for girls. That’s really crass of them.”
“Agreed. And, for the record, I take weird as a compliment.”
I sigh, tired but happily. “That’s what makes you weird, dear.”
“She did that? You sure?” he asks as I shut my bedroom door, the room pretty dull now that we had moved to the school dorms.
(Legit anything works my dudes)
I smile warmly at Chris. My heart is pounding so loud I’m surprised no one else can hear it.
I yawn, feeling tired but energetic at the same time. “So…” I look at the princess. “We actually have history homework? On the first day of school?”
“I suppose we do.” I sigh, resting my elbows on my knees and hanging my head. “I’m so tired, though. Do we have to?”
I shove him playfully with my shoulder. “Good grades are important, Chris dear. Also, Scheherazade said it was easy.”
There’s that word again. ‘Dear’. Why am I making such a big deal about this? I blush. “If it’s so easy, why don’t we just do it now, love?”
I shrug, smirking. “Okay, since we’re waiting for Lee to get off her phone call.” I cross my legs and rest my head on my head. “Why? Do you need homework help?”
“Well, I am good at school,” I tell him, scooting closer. “If you need help.” I frown. “We don’t even have the assignment. We weren’t there. Did someone grab it for us?”
I stiffen at first. Affection. Close affection. How gross. I like it.
I relax, leaning against him. “We could,” I agree.
This is…unexpected. Wait…what is she doing? WELP TIME TO BE STUPID! I chuckle lightly as I ****** her hair. “I’ll go get it.”
I nod. Okay, stay chill, I tell myself. The first person you actually care about in this way? You will not blow it. No way. “Want me to come with you?” We have to get one for Alli and Lee, and Lyka, anyways.
I shrug. “Okay.” I get up lightly, holding out my hand to Chris. “Let’s go.” I don’t exactly want to leave Lee right now. She is going to be my main source of pain, and I would like to know what pain she is in if it happens. But Chris.
I grin, pulling him into the hall. “Which way is history again? Do you think the teacher will still be there?” My heart is racing and I do not like it. But it’s exhilarating. I look up at Chris. Is he that tall or am I just really short? Questions, questions.
I’m talking to myself now. Great. What would my parents say about this?
I look in the history classroom. “Excuse me, but can we pick up our homework, along with three other people’s?” The teacher hands me the homework without a second glance. “Oh yeah. This is easy.”
I hear him hang up and knock on the door. “Alli? Open up.”
“No.” I say, yanking my katana from the wall, having given him my bat.
I grin and jog to the hospital wing, dropping off Lee and Lyka’s homework. I rush back to Adora. “I’m headed to the library. I need to clear my head after…all that. And I need a place to do the homework. W-wanna join me?” AAAAAAND that was a dumb move. She’s going to say no and you’re going to be embarrassed. Well, you already asked. No taking…[Read more]
My heart beat increases. Why? Tons of people have asked this of me, or something of it. Why is this time any different?
Because it is.
“Sure,” I say, smiling.
A new thought crossed my mind. My parents would kill me if they found out anything thing I’ve done at this school, one of the most of all this.
I care. I’ve done everything…[Read more]
“She’s not the only one.” I growl, swinging the katana to shove him out of the room. “Go away.”
(Can you go to the infirmary cuz lee is all alone)
“Do you hear me Alli? She could die because of you. Please. Check on her.”
She- she said yes. ‘Sure’, to be more accurate. This is new. “Okay.” I smile, blushing. “Let’s go, then.” I start walking towards the library.
“Fine. But I’m going alone.” I say, slinging the katana to my back.
I twist my bracelet as w le walk to the library. How many times have I done this before? How many times have I had the same exact walk? That how I got my bracelet, isn’t it?
That was different. I’m actually feeling things right now, and I don’t like it but I love it. I open my mouth to say something but I have no words. No words at all.
I work on my homework quickly. I love history, wanted to be included ad one of the great queens of history.
I glance at Chris. Maybe not anymore.
My fingers itch for my sketchbook.
I walk into the library and sit down at one of the desks by a bookcase. I pull out the chair next to me, hopefully, for Adora, and start on my homework. “I have a question.”
I sit down gingerly next to Chris. “What is it?” I ask, scooting closer to see his paper.
“It’s…not about the homework. Y-you don’t have to answer it, I just wanted to ask. H-how many times have y-you read my mind today?” I say it so quietly I can barely hear it myself.
“Oh.” I blush slightly. “Only about the sarcastic comment earlier today.” That felt like years ago. “Why?” I tilt my head.
“Oh. Okay,” I say, trying to smile. Does he trust me? I hope he does. Ugh. Why is talking so hard around him? I’m usually so good at talking. “I’m glad you can’t read my thoughts because-” My eyes widen as I cover my mouth. “That was more than I wanted to say.”
“Believe me, I’ve had one too many of those moments.” I chuckle.
I giggle a little, twisting my bracelet nervously. Being around anyone here makes me happy, but Chris makes me feel happy and nervous. But a good nervous.
Think of your parents, think of your future, think of your legacy-
Think of yourself for once, Adora, I tell myself.
I finish the homework and sigh, putting my head in my hands. Now to contemplate my life choices! Yay.
I try to lighten the mood. “You okay? You seem kind of nervous. Ever been alone with a girl before?” I tease, trying to not freak out.
Oh. What do I say? I’ve never been a caring person. “Is it all the craziness of today? Or something else?” I wish I could see what’s going on inside his head, but that would be rude.
“Everything. And, don’t be shy, love. My mind is an open book.” Stress, getting roped into game night, the events of today, and now Adora has been thrown into this mess. The one person in my life who actually might keep me sane, seeing all of my insecurities, all of my pitfalls. That’s going to be fun. “Go on.”
My eyes widen as I go into his mind, seeing everything. Maybe this was a mistake. I’m not sure.
At least he likes me. Right? He likes me? That would be really embrassing if he didn’t.
“I’m sorry, Chris,” I say, hugging him tightly. Seriously, how am I so short, even sitting down?
“You can tell me anything,” I say, looking in his eyes.
“No. I should be sorry, love.” Yes, I like her. I hug her back.
Oh. He likes me. He actually likes me. Oh, okay. Cool. Cool cool cool. What do I do now? One of the scariest things I’ll ever do?
“I like you too, Chris,” I whisper, barely audible. My face is burning. It’s probably all red. I just met him today! What is wrong with me?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
My eyes go wide. Wow. Um…don’t panic. Stop panicking. I pull away and stare into her eyes. “Y-you’re s-serious?” I gasp so softly that I can barely hear it myself.
I nod slowly, grabbing his left hand gently. I smile softly. This went fast, think went so fast how can this happen I’m not supposed to have feelings I’m supposed to be with someone picked outbfor me in a couple years to increase my parent’s power Im supposed to be-
“Yes, Chris, dear.”
I nod slowly, grabbing his left hand gently. I smile softly. This went fast, things went so fast how can this happen I’m not supposed to have feelings I’m supposed to be with someone picked out for me in a couple years to increase my parent’s power Im supposed to be-
“Yes, Chris, dear.”
“Thank you, love. For everything.” I can’t stop a tear from rolling down my face. “I’m a mess.” I snort, laughing.
I scrunch my nose as I smile, wiping the tear of his face. “Yes, I know, dear. But now you have me to help you. Not that you need help. You’re perfectly fine the way you are. Better, even. What?” I sigh. “There I go, oversharing again.”
“You’re fine. No. Perfect.” I take her hand off my face and hold it.
I smile at him. “Careful, with your pinky, Chris. Don’t want to fracture it again.”
A thought races through me as I try to keep a calm face.
My parents can never know about this. Ever. I’ll worry about it later. I’m actually happy right now.
“Ask me to do homework with you any time Chris,” I say to him, looking at his paper. “Especially since…[Read more]
I look down. “I suppose it is.” I change it and make it right.
I smile. “You clearly need a tutor.” I sigh, looking to more serious matters. “Do you think we should go back to Lee?”
“Okay.” I say, rising. I lift her hand and kiss it. “And I do not need a tutor. I got it wrong to see if you would notice.”
“Whatever you say, dear,” I tell him. I clasp his hand as we walk down the hall. “I still think you need a tutor. I’ll give you my number, if you ever need help with something.”
“We live in dorms, love. If I need your help, I’ll just walk over and ask.”
“I… don’t wanna talk about it Lee. I’ll be up in a second.” I say, entering the dorm halls.
I nod, putting it in my phone. I glance up as we round a corner. “Is.. is that Alli?” I ask him.
“Relax, idiot, I saw you, no need to hide.” I say, walking past him and slamming open the infirmary doors, seeing Lee and rushing over.
Oh. There she is. I hope Lee is happier now. And as long as she doesn’t make sharp movements, she should be okay.
I follow behind Chris, eyes flitting around the room. We have an escape. I’m sure Alli is fine. It’s not her fault she was raised to actually kill people, like Lee. It just got too out of hand last time.
“Why are you looking for an exit?” I ask, ignoring the look I see on her face. “I don’t need to be a mind reader to know you’re afraid.”
“I’m just scoping out plans, in case something goes haywire,” I tell her. I want to trust her. I want to trust everyone. But between earlier and being raised like that, you can’t exactly just get into that mindset.
“Alli!” I cry, starting to get out of bed and falling onto the floor. “Ow…” I groan
I actually want to hear this reason. I lean back on the wall, lips pursed.
“I’m not answering that, Lee. At least not before you tell me all of your injuries and how serious they are.”
“Just tell me while I’m upset, would you rather tell me once I’m calm with weapons?”
I sigh, “Concussion, fractured spine, broken leg in multiple bones, broken collarbone, broken radius, and more.”
Welp. I’m officially the worst twin in history. “Sorry, Lee.”
“You fractured your spine?!” I nearly dropped Adora’s phone, which I was fiddling with to get the screen off. “You’re lucky you’re not paralyzed for life!”
I smile at her lightly. ‘Now is not really the time,’ I sign and whisper. ‘And please be careful with my phone.’ I actually will have a number on there that I will enjoy talking too. If my roomie ever gets a phone, I’ll get hers too.
This is why we can’t have nice things. People ruin them. “What now?”
“Good. My phone needs an update,” I say, looking at it. I then sign fast. “Should we leave the twins alone?”
‘Probably.’ “I still need to unpack. You do, too, right?” I ask Adora, giving her an excuse to leave.
‘Yeah, I do,’ I say, greatful for Chris. Anyways, this seems like this is a personal matter.
I rush out of there as quick as I can, Adora on my heels.
“That got a bit awkward,” I say, twirling my hair. I hope the princess leaves there. I glance at my bracelet. I really should take it off.
“Are you okay? You seem…off.” I ask, looking at Adora. She seems uncomfortable.
I blink. “Yep. I’m fine. I’m perfect.” I sigh. So many things are wrong in my life at this moment. “I just… I like Alli and Lee, and Lyka, and everyone else. But the last couple hours haven’t really been… friendly towards me.” I start to twist my bracelet, then stop. “Having powers can really be crass sometimes.”
“They can get you in as much trouble as they save you from.” I laugh, thinking about yesterday. “I agree with you.”
I smile. “Oh well. At least here is better than home.” Who knew today would wind up like this?
(Cove… school master doc? We have so many thiiiiinnnggss to discuss)
I wave my hand. “Just meetings, basically. Meetings for my parents, meetings basically me doing everything for my parents. Its hard trying to please your parents when your parents don’t care. Especially when those meeting dealt with blackmail that only the person we were talking to would know. Unless someone-” I tapped my head. “But it’s whatever.”
I purse my lips. “No, not really. But I can’t do anything about it. And my life’s not all bad. I met Lee, and Alli, and Lyka, and the princess, and you, after all.”
I sigh, walking to the other side of the bed. “At least you aren’t dead?”
“Both, actually. Harmonia, are you alright? And, please, don’t lie.” I state.
“You guys can finish your own conversation.” I smile. (She has a crush on someone who’ saddest is…um…not the big supporter. As in killed-Harmonia’s-whole-family-to-make a-point not supporter…)
“We’ll have plenty of other times to talk to each other,” I say. “You can tell us.”
“We were just finishing up, actually. So. What’s on your mind?”
I left the infirmary after gathering up the tools I was playing around with and headed back to my dorm to find Chris, Adora and Harmonia there. “I only got as far as the camera, but it’s amazing! It’s so precise, and a brilliant invention!” I had her phone back and sit down on my bed. “Hello again, Harmonia.”
“Hi. Just thinking about my life before I came here.”
Oh. Seems to be a sore subject for all of us. “Well, I wouldn’t, personally. It districts from the now.” I shrug. “But if you ever need to talk, you got your amazing roommates here.” I turn. “Oh. And Chris.”
“Thanks for remembering me, love. I was beginning to think I was invisible.” I chuckle lightly.
“You’re very hard to ignore,” I tell him, smiling. This is so easy. Talking is easy, but this doesn’t feel forced. I like it.
“Being optimistic in’t that easy, Lee. Try it out sometime and you’ll see.” I say, playfully shoving her.
I smile at Chris. “Yes, I know, dear, but we’re trying to have a heart to heart with Harmonia.” I yawn. “It’s been a long day.”
“We’ve all had a crazy day,” I say, looking wearily at everyone. “I just hope Lee will be feeling better in the morning, after we all get some sleep.”
“Do you two have a thing for each other? Because if you do it’s cute and I absolutely love it.”
I playfully shove him, giving Chris a tired smile. I then turn back to Harmonia. “So. You avoided the question. If you don’t want to tell us, it’s fine, but just know we’re here, olay?”
“Right. Yes. I agree with Adora’s statement.” I stammer. I’m such a dork.
I raise my eyebrow as I look at him, amused. He’s such a dork. A cute dork, but a dork. “So, let’s all agree to meet up on the morning, okay?” This is mostly so I can see Chris on the morning, since my roommates will be with me, but if we can tell the others, that would be good.
I yawn. “Okay. So we have a plan. I’m going to change into more comfortable clothing.” I hug Chris. “Night, dear.”
I sigh. “I just want to heal already. What about… game night?”
I stiffen at the hug. This situation has escalated quickly. You know what? I hug her back. “Night, love.” Now…game night.
I hide a wince. Game night has echoed through at least two people’s head. ‘Please be careful,’ I sign. I’m worried about him. And everyone else involved. And for a quick second, I worry about myself. What is a death going to feel like?
‘I will, love. And I’ll explain everything later. I promise.’ I should not have added those last two words. Well, too bad. I press a quick kiss to her forehead. “I won’t die. Yet.”
I smile. “You better not. You aren’t allowed to. And nobody else for that matter. Though I have faith in our friends.”
“Fine, love. I’ll be careful.” I go back to my dorm, looking back at her one last time. (Hamilton reference.) Then I bang my head on my wall. “Don’t sc.rew up, Chris. Just… don’t.” I sigh and flop on my bed.
I sigh, smiling. I hear an ow, and assume Chris hit his head again. He really needs to stop doing that. I go and change into pjs.
“Chris seems… nice.” I say as I pull out my book again. I’ve seen far to many women hurt by love or lack thereof to really trust it, but I’m trying to be encouraging.
I smirk. “I totally ship it. Maybe now he’ll finally get over Alli and me.” I slapped my hand to my mouth, realizing I shouldn’t have said then and then wincing as my shoulder burns.
“Oh.” I mean, I saw it when I looked in Chris’s brain, but…
I can’t relate. It makes me aggravated. I’ve just never liked anyone until now. What do I say?
My eyes turn back to dark green. “Forgive me if I give you all headaches.” I bang my head on the wall until I can feel that there’s a bruise. There needs to be a sign somewhere: ‘Bang head here’. Am I right?” I ask. I stop banging my head and sigh. Why on earth did I come here? Why did I let Adora inside my head and see that? She probably thinks…[Read more]
I wince, moving my finger and making his head move back and inch. “Please stop.” I twirl my hair. “It’s.. it’s fine, Chris. Really.” I mean, it is, right? It’s whatever. It doesn’t matter. At least, I keep telling myself that.
I look past her to Lee. “We’re still on for tonight, right? I’ll be there.” My gaze is cold and my breathing is rough. I storm into my dorm and shut the door. I slow my breathing…and bang my head on the wall. Again. That was probably one of the most stupid things I’ve ever done in my life. Good job, me.
I walk off, wincing as I hear another ow. I knock lightly on Chris’s door. “Chris?”
I open the door slightly. “Yes, love?” I whisper, looking down, not meeting her eyes.
I step inside, just a little. “Listen. I don’t…” I shrug awkwardly. “I don’t understand emotions. I didn’t until I met all you guys. And that was today. This is all new to me and…”
I fiddle with my bracelet. “I like you Chris, okay? But it’s only been a day, and you’ve known Lee and Alli for years, and-” I cover face with my hands. “And I am…[Read more]
I look at her. Like, really look at her. “Well, at least we’re both wrecks together. Wrecks in love.”
I smile a little, looking at Chris. I am so lucky. I am so lucky right now. “Yeah. But it’s okay.” A warm feeling is inside of me. It feels scary and nice. I can’t stop smiling. I have never smiled this much in my life.
I pull her into a hug. “I’m sorry. For everything.” And I really am. For being stupid, for failing, and did I mention being stupid?
“Me too, Chris,” I reply, hugging him back. “I’m glad you’re here.
(Was that “bang head here” sign a reference? I got the reference)
(Yes, it was. I still remember it. I want one.) “Can I ask a really stupid and idiotic question? Why me? Out of all the people in the world to like, why me?”
I sigh. I scre.wed everything up like usual. “Yes we’re still on.” I say in Chris’s mind.
“I’ve met a lot of people. Sons of kings, ambassadors, emperors, all of them.” I smile. “And you’re the only one that makes me really happy.”
“Of course, dear,” I tell him, going on my tip toes to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. This place is all about forgetting the past, for everyone it seems. What’s done is done. I think I’ll just live in the now and be happy.
I cup her cheek and kiss her on the lips. This conversation has escalated quickly. Yay. “Thank you, love.” I whisper. “Now you should get going. It’s almost time for…game night. My first actual time that I’m permitted.” I chuckle lightly.
I sigh happily. This was nice. “Okay, Chris dear.” I pout. “Try not to die, please.”
“I’ll hold you to that,” I tell him, waving behind me as I make my way back to my room.
I smile softly as she leaves. She really is amazing. And adorable. Maybe that’s why her name is Adora. Chris, snap out of it. Okay. Game night. Do what you usually do. I pull on a jean jacket that matches my jeans over my cream shirt. I take a bit of flour I saved from home and splat a bit on my face and clothes. There. I fiddle with my rope…[Read more]
“Good night, Lee. We’ll talk in the morning.” I say, ignoring her question in total. I walk out of the room, grabbing Lyka as I do so. “Game night, let’s go.” I pull her outside, run quickly into my house and come back out in ze outfit, pulling up my mask and I walk out of the house with Hunter. “You sure about this Alli?” he asks and I walk…[Read more]
I don’t go out via the front door. That would be too…boring. I climb down a tree near my window and head into the market, looking to all the world like a banker’s son. I hate it.
“Lee is no condition to go, and she didn’t want to go in the first place. So I’m going for her.”
I pull on a denim vest over a black shirt and pull on jeggings. “Tell Lee I’m going for her, please. See ya.” I ran out and caught up to Alli.
@peytonofwoodsbeyond we need to plan an attack with Rose and Elsie. Neither should die, but it would make the story more interesting if they got into a fight.
YESSS, IVE BEEN TRYING!!!!!!!! what do you have in mind?
I look around the gym and spot the girls, along with others. I’m dead. Just keep to the sidelines and you’ll be fine. I think.
I sit quietly, scribbling in my diary while double tasking, texting with someone who wanted a job done the next night. ‘Where?’ my text aid in response to the request.
I look at Alli and could see that look in her eyes. Another job.
‘Tomorrow night, midnight at the Market place.’ they reply. I switch over to another text group and send only one message. Game on.’ (sent to Christopher and Leanna)
I look around, I’ve learned to be very careful about where you sit. Sit in the wrong place, and you’re done. I spot a girl scribbling in her diary. She seems quiet and nice. I mean, she writes in a diary! I sit next to her, giving her a half-smile. I cross my legs, and sit there awkwardly for a few seconds, until I pull out my phone…[Read more]
I glance around. You have two options. Be rude. Or be nice.
Being nice is what your real parents did, and look where that got them.
I shove that thought put of my head. Maybe that doesn’t happen all the time. I’ll be nice.
“Hey, I’m Allison.” I say, looking at the red head next to me, typing away at Chris. ‘Course not, where would the fun be in that?’
I see two other girls. One is texting- no. Fake texting. And the other is…brooding. I don’t want to start conversation, so I just take my seat in the second row and stay quiet, thinking about this job and how to get there. ‘Fine.’
I brushed my white hair out of my view. I was eyeing everyone silently, poker face on.
I lock eyes with the white haired girl. She seems like she’s a quiet type. I’m not alone, finally. I give her a small smile and a nod.
I blinked. I just returned the nod silently, deciding not to break my poker face not even a few minuets into the gym.
‘Oh no. I wasn’t going to save them. Just bury them and see if the job is done. If it isn’t…well, I’ll tell you.’ I text back, sighing. I’m going to die.
I break eye contact with the girl and face forward. “When is this going to start?” I mumble to myself.
“Uhh, hey! I-I I’m Rhianna but you can call me Rhia. I mean, you- you don’t have to call me Rhia, b-but you can…if you want. I don’t care.” I turn tomato red. Way to be smooth, Rhia I stare at my lap, and pinch my palm until I draw blood. I’m such a failure, I can’t even talk to people.
My thoughts broke and eyes instantly turned on the nearest source of a new voice. I studied her like a book, analysing, but I said nothing, pressed my lips together and turned back.
I notice the girl in front of me, Rhia if I heard correctly. “At least I’m not the only socially awkward person here. Chris.” I nod, smiling a bit.
I sit back, looking at the people I’m next to. A boy, texting on his phone in front of me. And then a mix of people doing other things. I know I said I would be nice, but just thinking about starting a conversation makes me annoyed. I go on my phone, seeing if my parents sent me a text. Nope. Not a single one. Typical.
I turned once again, my mouth slightly parted, as if to say something, then I pressed them together again. Silencing myself.
“Game night? Can’t wait!” I grin. “But, honestly, you’re going to win, like you always do.”
(Ack gtg. Gnight! XD I know I’m gonna come back tomorrow and there will be like, 300 comments.)
I shuffled in my seat. Letting my hair slip from my ear and block my face, I shifted away from the crowd. The temptation to play got more fierce by the second. Something flashed in my eyes and I knew what was happening. Control problems, of course. I curled my hands into fists and yet couldn’t stop them shaking.
I tune in on the conversation in front of me. How cute. They get to play board games as a family. I don’t think my parents did anything like that with me. Ever.
To had more oil to the fire, the conversation in front of me was picking at my temper. Family game night. How nice to have a family, huh? My hands, more shaking.
I look at a shaking girl, piercing green eyes cutting in her direction. I quickly slip over to her, humming a short, quiet tune in her ear, her shaking immediately stopping. I walk back over to my spot, scribbling a drawing of zis: and purposely show Christopher, faking it to look like I was just scribbling and he was looking. I then text him. ‘Target.’
‘Ah. Thank you.’ I nod. ‘So…are we family now? Or just good friends who really like game night?’ I text.
‘First of all, what do you think FAMILY game night is? And secondly, I suggest you try especially hard tomorrow. We have a few siblings helping out this time who know how to play.’ I give him a false smile that looks kind before turning back to to front of the Gymnasium as a man clears his throat. “Attention please!”
I glance at the white haired girl. Her hands were shaking. I hope she was okay. I want to take a peek inside her mind, to see what’s going up, but I don’t. That’s a bit rude.
May eyes widened at the tune. Hands stopped shaking. My hands flew to my flute, carved in dark wood and well polishes, ivy line carved into it. My own green eyes went and looked at the girl who hummed the tune, I held the flute to my lips, no. I need my control. I closed my eyes, grip tightening, reminding myself to take deep breaths.
I hum a quick tune, only affecting Christopher and Lyka. Lyka to put her flute away and focus, Christopher to forget the target for tomorrow.
For fun, and because he won’t know I’m in his head, I scan the man talking. Yadda yadda, all boring stuff. Wait. Maybe I should be paying attention? Something sounds… weird about this school.
This tune, this tune is calming me down. It fights the spirits better than I can, I memorise the tune.
I turned to the green eyed girl, “This tune. What is it’s name?” M voice came out colder and higher than I expected.
I shoot a glare at Alli, taking away her voice. My eyes then wander to the girls behind me. I send them a small smile. “Something she composed, I believe.”
“This tune has spirit, not naming it is disrespecting it.” I said, pocket face on. “This tune is powerful, able to push down angering spirits and clam the soul.”
“That’s cool,” I say nonchalantly . He was lying. It was obvious, to ke at least. Takes a liar to know one. But it’s not a big deal.
“Such as missions, tasks, or simply something that one isn’t supposed to know.” Lie, or rather, hiding the truth. That’s what he did, curve around the truth. The angering returned sooner than I thought, it was stronger than before. Panic flashed across my eyes, just a little though, the rest remained the same.
I scan the girl and the boy’s faces. The girl was confusing. Everything was calm except her eyes, which looked like they were nervous or panicking. The boy told the truth about the making you forget. That was odd. Then again, I could read minds and lift objects with my mind. So…. you know.
How’d he know I could read minds? I didn’t say that out loud. I almost regret leaving home. This was so confusing.
“Give it back.” I mouthed again, expression returning to poker face.
I tried to speak but couldn’t. Great. I’m rocky in my ASL, but I sign. ‘Voice back, now.’ Hesitantly, I add in a please.
I oblige, giving their voices back, my eyes returning to their normal state. “Sorry, love.” If he got the same reaction from these two that he had from the twins when he used that word, then he was excited and a bit scared.
This was the most expression changes I have had in months. I blinked at the name. It felt forgiven, when I listened to it. I said nothing.
I roll my eyes. “Love.” I scoff. “You sound like a grandfather” Love. What a weird word. And a useless thing, as well. “I could rip your molecules apart and ruin your chance with your relationships before you could even become close to being a grandfather.” That part, I whisper slightly. Oh. That was rude. But true.
(Lol sorry I’m late)
Kiera looked around the gym, bouncing her leg. thunk thunk thunk thunk thunk. The people around her looked annoyed, but she didn’t care. She had her friends. friends she thought. more like greenies.
“You know whether they did or not. Do not waste your words, sometimes silence is more precious.” I said, bitter shown clear and bright in my green eyes.
“Well, sorry for that.” I apologize. “And ‘love’ is a term of endearment- a nickname, per say. I just happen to like it and what happened the last time I said it.”
I turned away for a few seconds, pushing flashes and the angering more down.
I steal the sound from myself and sign in ASL ‘I’ll shut up now.’
“Sure, okay.” I say, crossing my legs. This like any basic business meeting. I thought I came to this school to get away from them. “I’m Adora, by the way.”
I smile slightly. “You speak-er- sign ASL too?” I say while signing it.
“Does anyone know the tune that girl just hummed?” I managed to huff out, “Any could hum it again please?” The angering, something here is drawing it out.
“It’s probably her ‘gift’,” I say, rolling my hand. “That’s why we’re all here, right? Because we all have gifts. It wouldn’t just be that were good at math or history. But I’m just guessing.”
I raise my eyebrow, smirking. “I would suspect that chess means nothing to these people.” I gesture to the person the the stage, talking. “Though if you want to challenge him, then be my guest.”
I cross my arms, having my voice been taking away. Making it look like a play punch, I punch Christopher hard in the arm, mouthing at him to give me back my voice.
(Arghhhhhhhh I can’t believe I missed 87 comments god dam it)
I stare hard at Chris, ignoring the chaos around me. I pluck the thought of stealing Alli’s voice out of his mind, and she quickly regains it. “Don’t even think about doing that again,” I say coldly, “Remember, game night is tomorrow.”
“Oh, I know. I was going to give it back in a minute. Literally. It just turned 46 seconds.” I say, rubbing my arm.
I narrow my eyes. “Sure you were, Christopher.” I turn away from him and text Alli, sending her a pic of the girl we’re supposed to assassinate. I'[m sure she already knows, but it’s best to be prepared.
“Whatever.” Wait, did I really just say ‘whatever’? I let out a long sigh. “Can we just get this over with?”
“Get what over with?” I say sweetly, stealing all his memories of us killing, of the meetings, etc. just for a second to mess with him.
“Sitting in here. What, did you think it was something else? There’s one thing I can’t tolerate: boredom. And right now, that’s what I’m experiencing.”
I laugh, and give him back his memories. “That’s only a small sliver of my power.” I smirk
I smile back. “Oh, I know. I shouldn’t wish to see it all.”
“Would you really think that lowly of me? For people say, ‘Never judge a book by it’s cover’. Personally, I take it more as, ‘Covers are meant to be judged.’ But I could be wrong.” I shrug.
(I’m 97 comments late! Ugh!)
I sat towards the front of the room, it’s easier to pay attention, but I now wished I sat in the back. These light up devices that seemed to do more than glow were intriguing me. How do they work? What do they do? How does one interact with them only by touching it? I’d like to see one. But then I’d h…[Read more]
I rush over and lay a hand on Lyka’s shoulder, humming all quietly to her to let her calm down again, stopping at some point so it would stay for at least a few minutes. I turn and notice a girl behind me. “Hey, I’m Allison, and you are?” (she’s talking to you Granger, I can’t spell your oc’s nae lol)
I snapped out of thinking mode.
“My name’s Scheherazade. Nice to meet you,” I said politely.
I see Alli talking to some girl, and walk over. “Hi.” I say blandly, “I’m Leanna.” I stock out my hand.
I shook Leanna’s hand then said, “Nice to meet you too. I’m Scheherazade.”
“Thanks.” I mutter. “Any chance the meeting is over by now? And who are you?” I asked.
(BTW Gilded Cage starts today, YAY! Even though its still Thursday for me)
“I’m Allison, and you are?” I reply to Lyka, letting my twin talk to Scheherazade.
“‘Alf Wahid,” I replied. “It’s far away.”
This wasn’t the first time I had to explain to people what my life is like. “How about you?”
“Foxwood.” I sigh, “But I’ve aoways wanted to adventure and discover new kingdoms in the woods.”
“I hope so,” I whisper to the girl that calmed down. This was getting boring. Was anyone even listening?”
“That sentence was directed at you.” I said, giving a slight glare, turning back to Allison, waiting for an answer.
I smirk, sitting back in the chair. No, but really. Who was even listening to this? The guy just kept droning on and on.
I yawn, getting up. “Good God, that was boring.” I glance at my phone. News article about my parents. I really don’t care, or have time to. Of they think theyre the main reason they have so much power, let them take control over it. This is my vacation-I mean, school.
People here were quite interesting, one to steal voices, few to control minds. I reminded myself to keep the mind barrier in my head at bay now. Everybody pretty much left, I was just waiting for the few that remained.
I grab Ally’s hand. “Cmon lets go see our dorm!” My eyes are shining with excitement. I’m finally free.
“Lee, meet up at the library later?” I say, starting to walk backwards towards my first class, Talents. (They have talents as an elective, then other classes are like irl classes)
(Should they do first class then dorms yata then more classes)
I flip my hair over my shoulder, trying to find my dorm. This place was bigger than my house, but not a lot bigger.
God, I sound like a brat. I’m trying not to be a brat. I’m glad no one can read my mind. Or maybe someone can. Maybe someone is a little like me.
I wave bye to Leanna, turning around and jogging to my Talents class. I push open the door and take a front row seat, quick.
(Cove I didn’t say it out loud but okay lol whatever works)
I glance at my schedule. Talent. Hmm. How peculiar.
(She’s a whisper, she can read minds as well as wipe memories and what not)
(Ps, someone should go to weaponry with Leanna so we don’t all end up in the same class besides her)
I had listened to most of the speech, just tuned out at the “we’re so glad you’re here, study hard…” type stuff. She knew that a map of the school and her schedule lay under her chair, that classes startsd now, and there were all sorts of awesome classes to take. Talents was first. This would be fun, except I don’t know what my talent is.
(Yeah I can read minds among other things. I need a weaponry buddyyyy)
(Okay, I’ll go with Leanna)
Oh. Weaponry first. My bad. Why do I feel so tired all of a sudden? I get tired looking at the schedule. It’s a bit odd, since I enjoy school quite a bit, but this is different. It’s probably a good thing.
Nevermind. I was right the first time. I’m a mess. “Sorry.” I retake my seat in Talents.
“Who’s first?” The teacher asks then notices Christopher sliding down in his seat. She makes a gesture at him to come in front of the class.
“Lovely. How does this work, exactly? Do I just show my talent?” I ask, stepping up to the front of the class.
Chris, or whatever he was called was demanded by the teacher to stand up. D a m n, just hope my voice stays. But I’d really like to see the teacher mouthing words for the rest of the class.
I watch with a sigh as the bratty girl from before walks in the door, the teacher right after. “Today I will be assessing your talents. Therefore we will be working on some simple sparring.” I grin. This’ll be fun.
I sigh. I haven’t had to go sparring in a while. A while while. Any weaponry in a while. It was fun, going with the flow of the blade, but it was hard to use if you haven’t trained. And that was years go, and only because I had to to beat that Emperors son. That was stupid. My whole life was. Is. Everything I know or done if because of my parents.…[Read more]
“Fine. I guess I’ll just do it on everyone.” I focus and my eyes glow bright green. I steal their voices. “I just stole your voices.” I do a mini bow.
I wanted to groan, are you being serious? I glared at him, the glare clearly saying: Give it back.
The teacher looks for a pair to spar and I sit up with a grin. She nods to me, and then to… that bratty girl from before. I walk onto the mat, carefully select two twin daggers. My best weapons. I take the fighting stance, and wait for her to make the first move.
I give him a sharp glare, threatening to punch him again if he didn’t give me back my voice.
“You. You’re next.” She gestures at me and I groan, standing up. I didn’t like to show off if I didn’t have to. “Welp, since he did everyone, might as well do the same.”
I sigh, walking to the front, starting to hum a bit. “Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I’ve got the music in me
Don’t need to hear a crowd
Cheering out my name
I didn’t come here…[Read more]
I sigh, watching the girl pick her weapons. She handles them with ease. She must be good at this. I frown, taking a metal bow staff. It’s thin but sturdy. This was the only weapon I new how to use. Use well, at least. I stepped on the mat, eying the girl.
Wow, Talents class was worse than I expected. I waited for someone else to be picked.
I frowned. Seemed like I was going to be the one to make the first move. I stalked toward her. I did a roundhouse kick, sweeping her feet out from under her. I kneeled on top of her, pressing one of my daggers to her heart and one to her throat. “Done.” I smirk.
I’m guessing that’s not the full extent of her power, and I don’t wish to see it. I shudder at the thought.
Fighting was annoying. I respected people who did it, but using words can be more effective, and sometimes more painful.
But this is weaponry class, so I don’t have a choice.
I shoved one of the tips of the bow staff into the girls stomach. She was pushed back a little, just enough to get me free. I get up as she does, twirling the staff as I…[Read more]
I didn’t ask to be called on next. Trust me. But I was called to the front anyway. I stood still for a moment, looking around.
“I don’t know what my talent is, but I can tell you that clock on your desk will be twenty minutes behind this time next year. It’s very fast,” I told the teacher. She looked at me incredulously. “It’s not an atomic clo…[Read more]
The teacher called me next. I clutched my flute. “I don’t have a talent.” I said coldly.
I raise my eyebrows. “Really.” Not a question, a statement. A sarcastic statement. ‘Don’t think I haven’t seen your flute.’ I sign so the teacher doesn’t see.
I turned around to Christopher. “You don’t want to see my talent, trust me. None of you would.” I mouthed at him.
I sat watching. Prove him wrong, I silently cheered the girl with the flute. Prove him wrong.
(I don’t know what the plot for this story is, but I got an idea if there isn’t one. What if we’re being “trained” so the school can send us out to do all sorts of evil things for them, only we don’t realize it, and then we have to figure out how to get…[Read more]
I give the girl an annoyed look. I feint right and slash under her arms, leaving tiny scratches on her left and right sides. I roll under her staff, landing behind her. I put her in a headlock and slam her to the ground, my dagger pressing lightly into her throat as a red droplet of blood fell from the wound. “You’d be dead right now.” I growl…[Read more]
I brushed myself off. That girl was good. I wasn’t annoyed. She probably trains hard.
“Go find her!” The teacher yells at me, ushering me out of the room.
The cuts sting, but I’m used to not feeling pain.
It doesn’t make sense for me to find her. I don’t even know her. I’ll probably go change, if anything.
As I round the corner, a girl bumps into…[Read more]
I gave her a deadly look and pushed past her, continuing down the hall to the library
O debated whether to follow her. I could do nothing, or be a good person and try make her feel better?
This is my parents fault. If they actually cared about me like parents should, I would never be trained to backstab people. Hurt people. This is disgusting.
I don’t like being a good person now. This school has changed me.
I follow after her.…[Read more]
“Don’t. Effing. Tell me. To. Breath!” I hissed in a deadly voice, before stalking off into the library.
I found a good corner, and blew, the tune I created myself, a dark melodic tune. The dark mists started to encircle me. I felt so good, so calm to let the angering leave my body.
I sighed. This is what I get for being helpful. Well, to late to quit. Actually, it isn’t, but she’s going in the same direction as the library, where I do need to go. I probably won’t bother her. She needs time to vent.
More mists, more tunes. The eventually began to fly atop of me and started to slip to different places of thee library, exploring.
I felt a strange, calming shadow mist around me and immediately relaxed. I knew there was something I should be upset about but I just couldn’t grasp it. Some part of me was trying to put up a shield, but I ignored it and walked deeper into the most
I got into the library. Mist was all around. It was nice. It calmed me. I stepped inside.
I had some time before my next class, so I stayed behind to fix that clock. The teacher just stared at me. I wasn’t sure why a Talent teacher would be so surprised to see talent, but she was. “Hm… this gear needs to be slightly smaller. That’ll turn faster, which’ll turn that faster, which spins the second hand,” I mumbled to myself. Then I tu…[Read more]
I hear Chris’s voice and snap out of the daze. I quickly put up a mind shield so the mist doesn’t effect me. “What is going on?” I say coldly
The tune I blew was to calm the angering, as well as myself, but one wrong slip may anger them. And everyone within the mists, except for the holder of the flute is harmed. I stopped playing, the mists slides back with information and they swirled around me. Sometimes I even liked them, they’re like children trying please their parents. I smiled a…[Read more]
“What the he.ll is this?” I repeated to the girl with the flute
I didn’t reply. So there were people in the library after all. I quickly stopped smiling and returned my expression to poker face. The mists turned to look at the girl.
I slowly walked toward her, my catlike gait the only warning that I was beginning a hunt. “Explain, would you?” I say sweetly.
“You have your own talent, I have mine. No need for further explanation.” I said, blinking, poker face and calm.
“Fun. Great explanation. But what is that? What does it do?” I demanded, dropping all hints of politeness.
(You wanna make them friends?)
“It is a spirit caller.” I answered simply, gesturing to the mists who were playing around like adorable children.
(Yeah sure! I feel like they have a lot in common, Lee is just wound up right now. We’ll see how it plays out but they’ll definitely become friends soon)
I frown. “I suppose that makes sense. Those are quite rare, from what I’ve heard. But, what exactly does it do?” I asked, a bit friendlier.
I blinked, hearing voices. Great. I was put in a trance.
I suppose I could have blocked it out, but I didn’t want to. Or don’t want to. Of course, my mind might just be weak.
I stand far enough away so the two girls can’t see me. I do actually have to look for a book. Something for my parents. Everything I do is for my parents. Bit as I do it, I…[Read more]
(Chris has earned Scheherazade’s Wrath right about now. (That sounds like an awesome curse!) You have been warned, Maddie)
“I never knew. I still don’t. I had no choice to take them in.” I was dying, supposed to be died, it was something I hated to talk about. When I fell off that cliff, the flute was floating in the air, promising vengeance. So I took it, and I am stuck with the burden.
“I need to look for something.” I had already known where it was, walked to a place where a student sat reading and the mists circled around where the book was.
I close up the back of the clock, leave the correct size gear and which one to replace on a note taped to the back, and disappear out into the hallway. I hope she gets it fixed, 20 minutes is pretty bad. I found the library, and would’be checked to see if they had updated editions of my textbooks from home, but was distracted by a commotion nearby.
I stood up and walked away when I saw the mist. “Nope. Not today.”
“I’ve already lost half my memory of someone this week. I’d like to just keep my mind my own.” I state.
I glance over. Oh, there’s Chris. We met when the announcement that no one was listening too happened.
I turn back to the shelf. Ah, there it is. Artifacts and spells. I grab it, about to go, when I see another book. Famous Villians and Heroes. Eh. Sounds like a good read. I grab it, going to sit down.
I found a girl I recognized from the gym. Adora. I never met her, but now seemed as good a time as any. I sat down next to her.
“Hi.” A girl seat down next to me. She had a pretty vail, I’ve seen vails before, but none like this. It was pretty.
I walk away and see Aurora talking to the know it all. “Hello.”
I sighed to myself, annoyed. I stalked to the other side of the library, held my palm out, a book formed in my hand, a journal, I’d prefer to call it instead. I read over everything I wrote, found new hatred in old ones. I couldn’t let go of the past and I knew it was a burden.
Her parents left, they just left a child with an even younger child. Because their souls chose evil. They think it was fate. It wasn’t, I wrote. I continued reading down: It wasn’t fate at all. They WERE the exact reason why her soul chose Evil. Because when everyone thinks so and points it in her face, what choice, what path did they leave her…[Read more]
I close my book. Okay. New start. “I’m Adora. Nice to meet you.” I point at him. “That’s Chris.”
I smile at the girl. She seemed nice. Everything was nice, and okay. For right now, anyways. “So, where are you from, Scheherazade?” I say. The name was new, but I liked it.
That’s new, I thought to myself. She got my name right on the first try.
“‘Alf Wahid,” I explained. “It’s far away, took me hours to get here. How about I you?”
I keep searching for Alli but I can’t find her. I notice the girl from before who tried to help me with that girl who’s name I can’t pronounce. “Hey… Adora. Thanks for helping me before.”
I glance up at the other girl. Oh. “Oh, hi. Good fight, by the way. You’re vicious.” I smile. “I like it.”
I turn to Scheherazade. “I’m from Eternal Springs.” There. Simple. No need to talk about family.
I closed my journal and left it on the chair, looking for an actual book. I eventually forgot about my journal.
“Thanks.” I smirked “Vicious doesn’t cut it though. More like deadly.”
“Ah, yes.” I grin. “That’s the word. Deadly. I’m already respecting you and I don’t even know your power.”
I shrug. “Okay.” I glance at the journal. “Oh, what do you have there, Leanna?”
I quickly enter her mind and wipe away any traces of me taking the journal. “This?” I hold up my backpack with a confused expression, “Oh it’s the mirror image of Alli’s.”
I ran up to the two girls. “Have any of you seen a journal by chance?”
“No, sorry.” I say apologetically, no trace of a lie on my face.
“It belongs to me. If you see it. It’s something private.” I growled a bit, the angering rose as my emotions got stronger.
“No?” I say. Im confused. Something feels wrong with my head. My mind tries to wrap around it. I think I forgot something.
I glance at Leanna, who doesn’t look like she’s lying. But you never know. It doesn’t matter, anyways. It’s not my journal.
“We’ll tell you if we see it.”
(Cove? I rather let my character have her journal back, its first comment chain and I don’t want to expose so early)
(Ok, I’ll have her blame it on Chris. If Lyka begins to walk away Lee can make it seem like it fell out of his bag)
I began to walk away, the angering threatening to come out every step.
I quickly sneak over to Chris, sticking the journal halfway into his back pocket so it wobbles, threatening to fall out at any moment. Right as I’ve made my way back to Adora, there’s a thump from behind me. The journal has fallen from Chris’s pocket. I gasp, “Lyka, is that it?” I point to it on the gorund.
Ooh… I go inside my head, but I won’t say it out loud. I’m trying not to be mean. “It kind of looks like a journal. But what do I know?” I flick my wrist, and it floats up in front of me. I try to keep it closed. “Nope, this is a journal.”
“Maybe you dropped it somewhere?” I suggested. It happens with me, but that’s because I’m accidently making it move with me. Trying to hide that from my parents, there were some pretty close calls.
“Hmm…” I don’t want to point any fingers… Here, at least. At my old school everyone had dainty talents, like good singing and fantastic looks or cooking. Boring. Pointing fingers and getting people in trouble was a sport to to at my old school. The second for getting people in trouble was about… 100 people. Boy, that was fun.
“Whose bag was…[Read more]
“I think it was in his pocket.” I frown. “I won’t stand for this. He can’t just do things like this.”
“It would have to be sitting very loosely in a bag to fall like that. It’s not very heavy, and if evenly balanced or leaned the opposite direction it shouldn’t have fallen at all. You’re quite lucky.” I could imagine another diagram, but had no place to draw it.
“Ooh, someone’s smart.” I smile at her. Smart is good. Then I look to Leanna. “As for you, there’s an extra chair if you don’t want to stand.”
I scrunch my face. “Its a journal. Why would he steal it?” Some people are into some weird stuff.
I know that more then most people. “Its not usually a thing boys do. Not that I’m judging.” I add quickly. “If you want to backstab that person who took the last cookie at dinner then be my guest.”
“Dude, fi I was a boy and someone took the last chocolate chip cookie because they knew I wanted it, I would destroy that person.” I love cookies too much.
It didn’t seem correct to have a random student who stole my voice twice steal my journal. It didn’t make sense, if he had voices to steal, why take the journal? Unless someone put it there, but then why would they do that?
That felt good. I have never done that before. I was raised to be prim and proper. This school, these people, have changed me.
I like this school.
“Anyways, it doesn’t really matter how the journal ended up there. Now you have it. If it happens again, talk to him about it?” I don’t know. I could solve conflicts with ambassadors, but not students.…[Read more]
I rush into the library, seeing Leanna high five a girl. “We need to talk.”
I watched everyone carefully. The conversation about boys intrigued me. I didn’t know other cultures found them so… different. Not that I mind different, it’s a welcome change. Just unexpected.
Also unexpected, was the excitement going around. I wanted to know why the journal fell. It should have been obvious it would fall. It must have bee…[Read more]
I smile at the girl, who looks like Leanna. She seems in a hurry, and honestly if she’s anything like Leanna, I don’t want to be on her bad side. I scoot my chair closer to Scherzerade.
I smile. A real smile. New territory. “I’m Adora. Didn’t want to interrupt anything. You look worried.”
(Yeah, She’s kinda modeled on Jasmine and the real Scheherazade, and Jasmine is one of my favorite princesses. I love Speechless too.)
“I need to know how this happened.” I said to myself. I didn’t care who stole it. I just wanted to figure it out. As a challenge. I never put down a challenge.
“Adora. Good to know. You know Leanna already?” I say, silently gripping Leanna’s hand, giving her a slight tug.
I smile. “Sorta. She totally whipped me in weaponry. And now we’re trying to figure out if Chris stole a journal because of a cookie.” I blink. Oh shoot. “Forget the cookie part. That was just us.”
I blink because I tuned out the conversation. “Believe what you want, I didn’t take it.” I say evenly.
“It’s not like that, I just find it a challenge to learn why it fell. Nothing personal.” I head over to the shelves to find a book similarly sized to the journal.
I watch Scherzerade go over to the shelves. This is actually pretty interesting.
I returned with a book. “Anyone have pockets or a bag? I would but…” I looked down at my dress. “I don’t.”
“Uh, hi…everyone. Does anyone know where our next class is? I…kinda lost my schedule”
I look up at the girl with red hair. “Sorry, we’re not sure what class you have next.” I pause, trying to be nice. “I’m Adora. By the way.”
“I have pockets. And a bag. Which one would you prefer?” I offer. “Oh, hey. I’m Chris.”
I offer up my opinion. “The bag, right? Because it fell out of it. Or seemed too.” Watching Scherzerade do this was entertaining. I could basically hear the gears turning in her brain, the thought process she was thinking.
I shook my head, “No, I think it was the pocket. That makes more sense.”
(We haven’t! *gasp*) “Yes, I feel like helping because I am apparently the person in question. And why would I do that because of a cookie?” I stare at Aeora.
“Because everyone wants revenge on the person who steals the last cookie.” I explain
I never understood why cookies are so important. I’d seen cookie jars in other kingdoms, but they seemed like insignificant pieces of pottery. “What’s the big deal about cookies?”
I blink at them. “Then you have never eaten a chocolate chip cookie fresh out of the oven.” I lick my lips. “But that’s not important. Chris is in question, and we’re trying to see if he did it or not. Or how he did it.”
I put the book in the pocket. “Good book choice. I’ve read it a few times.”
“I love the Outsiders,” I say. I glance at Chris. “Fresh baked cookies sound amazing. Of they ever send you baked goods, I want a cookie.” My parents never baked me anything, or even baked in general. We had a chef do it for us. Which is kind of sad.
I turn back to the experiment. “Okay. Lets continue from cookie talk, it’s making me a little hungry.”
“Oh, same!” I say, then my shoulders slump. Oh well. That’s just life. Bussiness meeting this, fashion show, that. All because two people were hungry for power, and their young daughter wanted to help.
“Personally, I don’t care whether Chris did anything. This is a scientific challenge, not a police investigation. And there is no way the book would fall out of it sat that deep. I think about an inch down would be the tipping point.
“Put it in your pocket only an inch down, just the corner. I’ll assume it was the binding side based on how it landed. Don’t move for a minute, then take one step,” I could use a chalkboard right about now. I wanted a diagram.
I start to tug on Leanna. “We need to talk. And I was late for a few reasons which you’ll find out when you come with me.” I say, texting Chris a quick note. ‘Game on starts tonight apparently, payer changed the time.’
“That’s exactly what happened,” I said as the book fell out and landed on the floor, exactly as it did before. “Problem solved.” I’ll have to draw that diagram later.
“Oh. Okay.” Something was wrong. It felt wrong. The urge to take a look inside their heads was crazy strong, but I didn’t. For now.”
I walk back to my dorm, putting the books down on the bed. It was nice. I liked it. (Who wants to be dorm buddies?)
(Cool my dude) I glance to see Scherzerade in the room. “Are you one of my roommates, Scherzerade?” I’m glad I have someone I like. That would have been awkward.
I plop on my bed, the dorm looking like a replica of our room at our house. I open my diary, writing quickly about how I liked how our lives use to be.
I thanked the Seven Ancients I found my journal. I didn’t really know why Chris would take my journal, or if someone put it there to frame him, so I made a mental note to ask him later, I don’t know when, later. I opened the journal once I got outside, the sun began to set and I opened to a new page, and wrote away. About what though, I’d not like…[Read more]
(Lee and Alli I believe )
“Wow… that’s soon. Can you pull up some info on the target?” I ask Alli, peering over her shoulder to see the diary. “And why were you so late?”
I walked into my dorm, or I think was my dorm, to find Allison and her… Twin…? I didn’t say anything as I slipped into my corner of the room, like it was in the treehouse, black everything. It was my way of fitting in with everything.
I turn and see lyka walk into the room. “Hey.” I nod to her. (Also everyone I created a discord server for us to chat on about plot twists, ships, etc. here’s the link https://discord.gg/NWHT4j
(I can’t get on for some reason. Sorry, and I don’t think there’s going to be more than one ship. There’s only Chris so *shrug*)
I smile at her. “Actually yeah. It kind of is.” I think I have a friend. A real, actual friend. It felt nice. “I need to introduce you to the awesomeness of cookies sometime, you understand.”
I’m roomates with…no one. “Suprise surprise. I’m the only guy. Wow.” I groan. I start planning for tonight.
I dispersed my journal into shadows and walked around the corridors of dorms, seeing there was no one. It was dark in the halls already, a bit of leaking moonlight, I sat in a dark corner, there was the door to just one dorm near the corner, but I didn’t go there, I just sat in the hall, and blanked out, thinking.
(Oh I didn’t see… Sorry)
(Pretend my last post didn’t happen)
“Really? Why?” I asked curiously, “Besides the whole journal thing.”
“Actually,” I say with a smile, “I might be able…” You know what, maybe I shouldn’t tell Scherzerade about stealing cookies the cafe might be making. Or just any food in general. “I’ll be back.” I walk out of the dorm, trying to find the cafe. I’m kind of lost, but I think I’m going the right way. I’m walking by dorms, though I’m not sure if…[Read more]
After Lyka leaves, I shut my diary. “I was late because I was trying to find some info on the target, aka where she’ll be tonight. Hunter and Easton are going to meet us at the library on the corner of Main street, then we’ll all go to the market place alleyway. Chris doesn’t know any of this as far as I’m concerned. The target is 23 years old but…[Read more]
“Yeah, it is.” I put my journal down and go into the hall. “Whatcha looking for? And, yes, it is that obvious. If I had to,guess, you’re looking for…the kitchen or cafeteria? You were talking about cookies earlier, so perhaps those places?” I ask.
“Time to get ready, Lee. We need to be dressed and ready by curfew so we can leave once Lyka’s asleep.”
I smile lightly. “Of course. I need to show my roommate the magic of cookies.” Honestly, cookies were the one thing at home that was actually normal. And when I felt awful. I always went to the bakery and paid for a cookie. Not that I’m paying now. No, if they aren’t for free, I’m stealing. But Chris doesn’t need to know that.
“I could give you a recipe, you know. I know a thing or two about baking.” I chuckle.
“You know what, that would be perfect.” I grin. “Because I know nothing about it.” I’ve tried, but Mother ushered me away from the kitchen. “Scherzerade is an interesting character, that needs to know how comforting cookies are.”
I go out into the hallway, a small smile on my lips. “Then I guess I’ll accompany you. But I need to be back by…two. That should be enough time. Okay?”
(This is so sad, because I love cookies. Thank you, Ginny, for teaching her)
I hear noises in the hallway, and poke my head out. “Oh hey Adora, Scherzerade, Chris. What’s up?”
I nod my head. “Sure.” We start to walk down the hall. “Where are you from?”
(Of course I started this cookie thing and I’m riding on this for as long as I can.) “How, hey Leanna! We’re making cookies.”
My eyes widen. “Cookies? No way!!! What kind? Can I help?” I ask excitedly
I shrug. More friends were always better. “Sure, if you want. You’re my cookie buddy, after all.”
“Me too!” I say, poking my head out after her, tossing my diary into the dorm room and locking the room so only we, the twins, and Lyka can get in.
I smile at everyone. This is very nice. I never had a group of friends back he, especially not one as diverse as this. We were all stuck up brats. Like me. Like I used to be. This place is amazing. Of course, I haven’t had a lot of my classes yet.
“Let’s go, then. But, Lee, Allie, are you ready for game night tonight?” I ask, walking down the hall.
“Good.” I grin. “Are you guys just going to stand there or can we just go get some cookies already?” I joke.
“Let’s get a move on, we have to get to history class at some point!”
“I’m always ready for game night.” i grin. “Now, onward to cookies!”
When we reach the kitchen, I notice a cookie jar. “I’ll take a few of those and meet you guys at History class. I have to… speak with someone.” I give Lee a side glance, her phone going off with a text as mine does the same.
I pass the jar and go straight into the kitchen. I whip up a batch of chocolate chip cookies and quickly put them in the oven. “That should take…I have no idea how much time. 15 minutes?”
“I’ll meet you guys there as well.” I say with a frown. I wanted to make cookies, not plan another assassination. COuldn’t I get to be free and normal, just this once? But Alli seemed ignorant to my frustration, which upset me even more. I would’ve thought she knew me well enough to see the turmoil I was having. I walked out of the room. “Alli,…[Read more]
I’ll grab that jar later. I follow Chris as he whips up a batch of cookies in a trance. “15 minutes,” I say. Scherzerade is better at math than I am, but it sounds about right.
“Look, Lee, I know you don’t want to do this right now, but look .” I hold my phone up. “Notice anything?”
I walk so I’m next to Lee and Ali, but so I purposely can’t see the phone. “Has anything changed other than the date?”
I smile brightly. “Okay! Thanks Chris!”
He’s lying, but I don’t let it show on my face. You never lie to a liar. And while I’m nice now, I’m still a liar and a fake. “Have fun unpacking!”
“Go get ready Chris, this just got a whole lot harder.” (What should it be lol)
“I’d like to know what. Are we competing against someone else for the job?”
“Shut up, Crhis!” I hiss angrily. (What if the girl they’re supposed to kill has changed and it’s one of the students? Lyka or Adora maybe?)
“No. Just… let us figure this out and I’ll text you the info.”
(Ooooh maybe the person could be one of their teachers! Or the head master!)
With a flick of my wrist, I open the oven and take the test of cookies out using my mind. It still feels hit, but not as hot as if I used my bare hands. I place the cookie tray down, and float the cookie jar over to me. I put the cookies in the jar, and I’m about to walk put holding it, when I here talking. I fall into the shadows and try not not…[Read more]
(Yo if you have to kill Adora now I’d be down with that but honestly anything would be entertaining to read)
I come out of the shadows a little, pretending to get a carton of milk. “Oh, hey Chris. Thought you were unpacking?”
I came down to the kitchen after finishing Popular Science Magazine since I though Adora might have gotten lost or something. “Adora?”
(We shouldn’t kill anyone’s oc off……. maybe………………. maybe they find out that the girl in the pic is the girl who………. who use to be their teacher? idk) “And yes, we will text you the info.” I tell Chris right before he walks off, making sure he can’t hear the next part. “No we won’t.”
I head over to the kitchen, giving a small wave to the people talking, and head over to the cookies.
“Oh. Thanks.” I smile. I have to be careful with emotion. My powers are s c r e w y. “I’m from Altazarra. Where are you from?”
I really don’t want to give her a cookie. But it doesn’t matter, since I plan to steal the cookie jar anyways.
“Sure. I’m Adora.” I pause. “If you wanted to know.”
“If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, don’t even try it. I could just make another batch.” I offer to Adora, seeing that mischevious glint in her eyes.
“My power? Not here. Too many people… What’s yours? Making cookies is one, I see.” I say with a smile.
“Okay, well, since you insist.” I grin at everyone. So many people in the kitchen.
I head back to the kitchen after talking with Alli. I see a new girl there and nod to her. “Hey.” I say coolly, “I’m Leanna.”
“Hi…Leanna.” Now I’m nervous. This many people. There’s bound to be something happening that will trigger my powers. Oh boy.”
(Before her voice was stolen that happened.) I try to speak, but can’t. I grab my phone and open Google Translate. Some typing and then “Cool power.”
I realize that I didn’t steal her voice, just made it quieter. I give it back. “Ah. Hey, Lyka? Whatcha looking for?” I jog over to her.
“I’m Scheherazade.” I introduce myself. “Do you mind if I ask how that works?” I gesture to her phone.
I snapped out of my daze, backing up a step. I blinked a few times to process what was happening, “Oh… Me? I’m looking for lemons…?”
I go over to the fridge and get one. “They’re just in the fridge.” I hand it to her.
“Fridge… I forgot what that was.” I said dazed, reaching over and taking the lemon from Chris. I turn to Lee, “No. Not for lemonade… Just to do some… Rituals maybe I don’t know?”
“I don’t know. It’s a magic jewel thing I found lying around somewhere…”
“History? We have History?” I chirped up, pushing the pain of angering down, I coughed a bit.
I walk in and notice Lyka. “You know, if you need the song, just ask.” I say, seeing what seems like pushing her anger away. “I’ll meet you guys at History in 2 minutes!”
“I’m fine…” I said, coughed a bit more and then turned to Chris, “Thanks for the reminder.” I held the lemon and stood at the doorway, coughing violently again. Something felt like spit as it left my mouth and onto the lemon, I looked at it. It wasn’t spit. Blood, my eyes widened as I looked around and then wiped in my on grey clothing.
“No one attack me when I do this.” I start to hum, slow and soft and Lyka passes out. “Someone figure out what’s wrong with her while she can’t have anything worse happen!”
I go into her brain. I share a look with Leanna. This is not okay. “Hmmm, maybe something with light? Because shadows?”
“It seems like her shadow talent is creating a sickness inside her. I don’t know how to heal this without possibly hurting her.” I say fretfully.
“Careful,” I tell her. “You…” I glanced at Chris. “You passed out. Are you feeling okay?”
I glare at him. “Yes, now is not the time.” I turn back to her. Of course she isn’t okay, but I have to ask. “Just keep calm.”
Actually, I do want to know the comment. I take a little peak inside Chris’s head, just trying to find the comment. I glare at him even harder. “Yes, now is not the time for that comment.”
“Lyka, how are you feeling?” I ask sympathetically. I hear adora and look into Chris’s mind. “Yeah, no.” I scoff
“If Lee says it isn’t the time, it probably isn’t. I trust her to make good decisions. Like what game we should play for game night.” I say, trying to give her and Chris a silent hint that we need to figure this out.
I glance at the three, my eyes flitting quickly before I smile again, nodding. “Yeah, it’s not the best idea.” What are they doing? Do I want to know? “Anyways, when does class even start? Does anyone know? I feel like we’ve been in here for a while.”
I shrug, “I haven’t heard a bell, so….” I avoid Alli’s gaze. I already know what I’m going to do, but she isn’t going to like it. She might not even let me do it, which is why I have to put on my best mask right now.
Again? This time, I’m prepared. I use my power to help her fall gently. “We’re the cookies poisoned? That’s a misuse of power.” I glance around. “Actually, all jokes aside, this is kind of creepy.”
I sit down in a seat next to Alli, still avoiding her gaze. The bell rigns, and I wince. The others will be late.
I sigh, hearing the bell. I use my power to lightly drag the girl who fell. Luckily, the nurse’s office is right next to the kitchen. I put her in their, running to class.
“Sorry!” I say, out of breath. My eyebrows furrow as I frown slightly. “I saw a girl, Harmonia need some help, so I brought her to the nurse.”
The teacher nods her head,…[Read more]
“Tell me. I know something is bugging you, you may be the one who can read minds, but you really can’t hide your emotions from me.”
I sigh. “I think…. I think… IthinkI’mdonewithgamenight.” I say very fast
It took me a second to think it through. “What? Why? It’s a family fun night? You can’t just walk out on it Lee!”
I’m very confused. I know I shouldn’t be listening, but History is boring, and I learned this in class last year. Who wouldn’t want game night? I want family game night. (No you don’t Adora).
“You think we aren’t free? SERIOUSLY!?” I whisper shout, making sure the teachers can’t hear. “You’re still doing game night, like it or not. You said it yourself, it’s fun.”
“No.” I shake my head adamantly, “It’s not. I just can’t take it anymore. I don’t want to always have to be worrying about being caught or losing control. I want to make friends and go to school and have a normal life.” I say fiercely.
“You do go to school, you do make friends. No one can be normal, Lee. You know how hard I learned that lesson when I was in choir, back when we were little?”
“No, I know. I just… I wat to decide what I want to do, not be dictated by my parents and some stranger.”
(Okay let’s recap. Harmonia is going to use her power when she pales, retches, and her head swims. It’s really wackadoo, so anything could trigger it.) History. Great. The boringness calms me, and I feel like me again.
I held the wall next to me, I was outside of History class and my sudden turn this moon is quite unexpected. I was dizzy and holding onto the wall.
I’m curious. Sue me. I open my mind a little, being able to hear everyone’s thoughts near me. I usually keep it closed, because it gives me a pounding headache, but it means it’s almost impossible to know someone is snooping on your brain. I try to listen into the two girl’s thoughts, when I hear a faint voice. It was Lyka.
“May I please go to the…[Read more]
“What’s going on?” I say, snapping my fingers a few times in front if her eyes so she keeps focusing on me. “Keep focusing.”
“Alli. Leeanna. You and everyone in this room are in horrible danger if you keep fighting.”
I look up at harmonia, confused. I read into her mind, and realized what was going on. “Harmonia, how do we stop this?”
“I don’t know. It’s so s c r e w y I don’t know when I’ll…blow my stack. Anger is the most dangerous…”
I poke my head in the classroom. “Then remove yourself from the situation.” I ignore the teacher.
“Ok…. well, I can help with that.” I go into her mind, bringing her calmest thoughts to the forefront.
I was out of the kitchen and in history right after I had the cookie, but it didn’t seem like anyone noticed. Hopefully they didn’t miss me. (Looks like you missed me) The Formation Of Foxwood lesson was rather interesting, and I got a sneak peek at the lesson before hand. Pro tip: ask questions about the lesson before class. Then you can ans…[Read more]
“History is boring.” I whisper. “I’ll be fine. But if I fall, turn pale, and vomit, get everyone out.”
I walk in silently and take my seat like I was there the whole time. “You got it.” I say, my eyes returning to their normal green shade.
I elbow Leanna pretty hard, but not hard enough to give her a bruise, just hard enough to get my point across. I then proceed to raise my hand, ask to go to the nurse, and leave the room. I walk back and forth in the halls, at some point slamming the door to my dorm open and then, just a swiftly, shut.
“Well, can it kill someone to be concerned about a fellow classmate’s health?” I ask.
My mind was still open, and I don’t like the thoughts I was hearing. Not one bit. “Lit a, I’m going to bring you to class. If you need anything, think it.”
I lightly pull her inside the class. “Found a student!” I sit down where I was sitting, Lyka a few seats over. Please be okay. Please everyone be okay.
We’re not okay. Anyone thinking that is a fool. But I don’t say anything about that, for I doubt anyone would listen. Or care.
“This. Is not. Okay.” I lied when I said I was fine. I need to go somewhere, but where? I will always hurt someone anywhere I am.
“What happened to doing it together? Saying it was fun together! Look, you’re a great liar, but even I can see through you. You were lying about it, weren’t you?”
“What the heck is going on?” My voice sounded more faint, although it had kept its sharp edge as I focused myself on the others.
Without awaiting an answer from Leanna, I spin the other way in my chair and put on my headphones, blasting music so I can’t hear her.
And that’s it. That bit of fear, and feeling everyone’s sadness, set it off. I paled and my head started swimming. I gave Chris and Leeanna a warning look.
(Yeah, uh, she can make spirit warriors based on her emotions. She can’t control it well.)
(Okie, I’m going to cause a little mayham)
I glance around, trying to find something to get students out. I look out the window to see rocks on the grass. I would say I feel bad, but that’s a lie. I use my power to throw the rocks threw the windows, trying to avoid students. It’s very hard, and I feel like I’m going to pass out. The students start…[Read more]
I fell and vomited. My eyes were the color of midnight. “Nonono…”
Ignoring the mayhem, I turn up the volume, leaving my dorm and slamming the door in Leanna’s face. I storm down the hall, ignoring the other people who are screaming and running.
I cried out in pain and despair. My heart felt like it was being ripped out of my body, and I passed out. (Be on the lookout for a blue sulky spirit with a sonic cry. That’s a spirit warrior.)
I smile lightly, almost floating out of the classroom. That was too much fun. I glance back at Harmonia she’ll be okay. No she won’t. But it’s better for everyone if we all leave her be, unless someone can help her.
Without hearing Leanna, I turn a corner the music soothing me more. It always did.
I smirked to myself, spirit warriors, not bad, hmm. Although I could have easily put a stop to her torture with a tune of my flute, or Allison could with her tune, but why would any of us do so? You own this girl nothing, the angering taunted back. Correct. I don’t own her. I was in weak state myself. All I could do is add to the chaos and see if…[Read more]
I sit against a wall, rapidly texting Hunter,my older brother. He outta know what to do about Leanna.
The warrior saw the two girls down the corner and screamed. (DEADLY! LOOK OUT! FLASHING WARNING LIGHTS!)
(Who are said ;two girls down the hall’ We’re a group of mostly girls.)
I smirked again, shaking me head, I sat down, opposite of Allison and let the angering out. Go play, I told them. I held different spirits, but despite any difference, they were all spirits, the lights could flash all they want, I’ll just mind my own thing, unaffected. I coughed a bit, felt the blood in my mouth, I huffed. I just hope it goes soon…[Read more]
I ignore the thingy that seems like a spirit, standing up while turning up the volume on my headphones while texting Hunter. I shove Leanna to the ground with my shoulder as I walk past her, towards my dorm.
“Alli!” I hiss, blocking out the spirit warrior. I chase after her and walk into the dorm. “Don’t you dare tell me you’re texting Hunter.”
Dorm, I saw Allison walking to our dorm. It would be quiet there, correct? I followed, simply not talking to Allison, I see she didn’t want to. I just walked into the dorm and it was less noisy, but still loud. Where was Chris when you need him? I wish he could steal all this voice and never return it. I huffed, annoyed with the sounds and brought…[Read more]
“Then I won’t tell you.” I say, looking down as she spoke, reading his text before quickly replying.
(Uh, more like wailing, but okie-dokie…Can someone be affected?)
(I am naturally one of spirits, if she can summon spirits, I can control them, so I don’t think it will affect me…?)
“Not to interfere or anything, Allison, Leanna, but maybe you two should talk later, it’s sort of already too loud for conversation.” I lay on my bed, some of my spirits come in to lay with me, I close my eyes, trying to focus, before opening them again to read.
“No, I really can’t Lee.” I take down my headphones, missing the music.
(Hey Cats? I really want my character to do some assassin stuff, so (if you want to) can you like maybe let Lyka joing the ‘game night’?)
“Yes, Leanna, that’s literally thought a few moments ago.” I said in a complaining voice while reading.
(…Can someone notice THE FREAKING SPIRIT that’s KILLING HARMONIA FROM THE INSIDE?!)
(Adri could force Lee to bring Lyka along or somethin.)
“Alli. Why not? I thought you would be. I thought you’d understand. It’s not like you ever liked this. Our parents forced it upon us, and I’m realizing how wrong that was.”
(Yee yeah she can read minds but I changed it so she couldn’t really block anything else idk but yee)
I hear the scream and press my back against the wall. I’m trying to block it out, but it’s too there. Not like the most. Snapping out of that was easier, because it was lulling me. This was flashing red in my brain.
“Who thought a school full if…[Read more]
“Okay. That is it.” I stood up, I had enough of it, my spirits follows as I stomped out of the room to the dying Harmonia. I held my flute and played tune to push and calm the angering inside of her. Then I play to attract the warrior spirits and led them where I tread. I stopped playing, the warriors remained where they were.
I followed Lula as my head cleared. Thank God.” That was awful. I’d don’t like it.
I look over at Lyka, gijgn through more of her thoughts. “Oh. Ice water. I had a glass in my room, hope it’s still cold.
I float it over to where we are, which hurts a lot. I’ve used up a lot of power. I dump it straight on her, ice falling out of the cup as the water does.
“And when I finally thought we shared something we were both starting to like…” I say, rolling my eyes at my twin. “Some things shouldn’t change, game night is one of them.” I start to silently type back to Hunter, who is curious as to what brought it on.
“We have plenty more things in common, Alli, if you ever bothered to look.” I say quietly
“Name one.” I say, putting my phone away, glaring silently at her, her piercing green eyes an exact reflection of my own.
“Our combat. Even though I don’t like game night, fighting is still fun. And I’ve always liked music, even if I don’t do any of it. Not that you’ve ever noticed.” I added bitterly.
“That’s because music is what keeps me sane, you just enjoy it. And fighting? When was the last time you came to Krav Maga with me? What, 5 years ago?” (Ice cold)
“I’ve always been a better fighter than you. While you were off at that camp, I was training with the silent assassins of the red desert.” (TOG anyone?)
“Right, and that’s why instead of going to training with me every week you take a nap or read a book.” I say rolling my eyes. I was fed up with her at this point. “You’re my older twin, aren’t you suppose to be better and teach me?” I sweep her leg. “Guess it isn’t the case for you.” I punch her in the nose with my fist, just enough for it to hurt…[Read more]
I sit straight up and look at her with empty eyes. “Take me to my dorm.”
I just sit there, stuned. I resist the urge to grab popcorn. Being silent hasn’t paid off…until now. “See? I didn’t die.”
I press my lips together. I really don’t want to, but we can’t have another attack. I can only throw so many rocks. “Fine.” I walk out, not seeing if she’s behind me.
I walk, nearly floating, to my dorm, plop down on the bed, and pass out.
As I fall, I roll right away, breaking the fall and standing up. I do a butterfly kick, knocking her once in the chest and once in the chin. I quickly tie my hair up, side kicking her in the gut.
I hear some fighting going on and shoot a text to the twins. ‘I think that’s you who is making all the ruckus, if I am correct. Should I dial down the sound so no one hears?’
“Just do it Chris.” I yell to him, holding Lee in a choke with my legs.
I double over but immediately right myself. I feint left and hit her with an uppercut, then roll and kick her legs, putting her off balance. I move into my strike, knocking her open palmed on the pack. (Bokator, anyone?)
I get up, against the bedpost. I slam an elbow into her chest, shoving her back and a quick ariel sends her flying against the wall.
I whip out my knives, smirking. Weapons has always been my strong suit, not hers. I hurl one of the knives at her arm, leaving a small bleeding cut and pinning her to the wall. I leap toward her and pin her throat down, my knife right on it. I hold her legs in place with my leg. “Alli, stop. This isn’t… this isn’t us.”
I’m walking to where the otherbstudents wete gathetdn and take a look over at a door which just was hit. I hear an ow inside my head. “Chris?”
“Stop hitting your head. You’re hurting my own with the ows your thinking,” I say through the door. “You’re distressed.”
“Can y’all stop being mad? I may accidentally unleash another warrior.”
(Is that a real thing or just a Scythe reference? I think it’s a real thing…) I open my door and touch my forehead. It’s wet. With my own blood. “Lovely.” I dial down the sound in the girls’ room so no one can hear. “And why should I stop?” I tease, banging my head again. “Ow. Okay, that one actually hurt.”
“You mean it isn’t you.” I growl, twisting my ankle so her leg slides of mine before I knee her in the groin. she falls slightly back and I knock her daggers away and pin her on the ground. I give a swift blow to her face and an elbow to the kneecap. “You’re doing game night.” I growl, before slamming her into the wall and leaving the room.
I throw my knife after her, hitting her shoulder. I run and punch her in the back from behind. “NO I’M F*CKING NOT! JUST ACCEPT IT OKAY?”
I hear a commotion and sigh. “I’ll be right back.” I jog and find that the twins are fighting. “I’ll…go now.”
I stab my foot out, knocking a hard blow to her shin, knocking her to her knees. I rip out her dagger from my shoulder and pin her to the corner of the room, holding it tightly to her neck. I swipe her dagger, cutting her shoulder rather then her neck as a warning. “Don’t make me force you.” I say, somewhat sad at this point, hoping no one walks…[Read more]
I raise my eyebrow at the blood. “Yes. This is why we don’t keep banging our heads against doors.” Even though we really want too. “You need some salve. And a cloth bandage.” I am not going to be able to use my power much after this, but using the last of my strengh, I float him a cloth bandage and salve from the nurse’s office. “Here. Now, why…[Read more]
“Because I’m dumb and stupid. And I could’ve helped, but, like always, I just had to be a spectator. And…that’s more information than I’d originally wanted to share.” I groan.
I smile, just slightly. “Yes, we know those first two things, and the situation was pretty much under control.” It really wasn’t. I threw rocks into the school and probably made the school pay for a lot of fixes, but it’s funny so….
“And as for your life, Chris, you should do something about it.” I get a glint in my eye. “Players have more fun.”
“You have no idea what I can make you do, Leanna. Please don’t make me force you, just keep doing game night.” I do a quick back handspring, picking up my training staff and jamming it into her knee before lifting it up and smacking her in the chin, smashing her jaw together. I swipe it again and she lands flat on her back. I walk over and press…[Read more]
I kick my legs up, slamming them into her back and knocking her off balance. “You’ve never been able to force me to do anything before Alli. Don’t lie to me.” I sneer, cutting a slight scratch down her arm and then slamming the hilt of the dagger into her chest.
“You really think you’re the only one who can hide behind a fake smile all the time?”
“Not all the time.” I say sadly, “And don’t try and tell me it’s all the time for you.”
“Oh really? You seriously think I don’t have ANY issues to work out? ANYTHING I’d need to hide from you? Look again, sis. Look closer.” I reply, slamming the staff into her chest.
I quickly right myself. “Alli, enough. I could stop this at any time but we both needed to get our anger out. So just… enough, ok?”
“I’d like to see you try and stop this.” I growl, pulling on my headphones and blasting the volume as I use the bow staff the get Lee near a wall and deliver a quick and strong punch to her chest, knocking the wind out of her.
I gasp and fall to the ground, quickly righting myself. “Of course you have issues. We all do. But I love you, Al. No matter what. And there’s nothing to stop.”
I send a roundhouse kick to her gut, forcing her to bend over as I set my staff up to uppercut her when she bent over. “And I thought you knew how to stop a fight.”
“Oh I could. I just didn’t want to have to do it this way.” I say sadly. “But you leave me no choice.” I begin to go into her mind.
“Don’t even try.” I growl, humming along to the music in my headphones, shoving her out and forcing her to her knees as I continually whack her over the head with the staff.
“Oh, if you’re sure,” I tell him, almost faintly. This was too much fun. It was a game.
My whole life was a game. I was a powerful ****. Now, I’m making the plays.
“But if you ever need a push…I know a couple more windows that didn’t break that have your name on them.
I’m trying not to wince. The pain gets sharper in my head. I keep hearing ows,…[Read more]
I try to smile. “A little of both. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” I suck in a breath. That last out felt more powerful then before. What’s happening? It’s like someone having a fight somewhere in the school.
“I was more trained more lying,” I try, gritting my teeth. The pain is there, but now I feel extra rushed, like power rushes. I grab the doorknob. There’s something going on at this place.
This is also new. I have knew I could hear and feel people’s pain. I don’t like it.
“What the-” I say, noticing that I was humming and it was affecting Leanna. I start to attack her form inside, singing a song that makes her feel soothed, well, looked soothed but feels like repeatedly being stabbed in the gut on the inside.
I gasp, the pain in my abdomen doubling, tripling, quadrupling. I realize it’s coming from Alli but the pain is so great that I can’t focus on going into her mind, nor can I move. “Alli-” I manage to squeak out.
“What? Want me to stop? Want the pain to stop?” I ask before going back to singing, but making sire it only affected her and made it stronger, avoiding her gaze.
I rush to her side to help support her. “I’ll go get some help. Do you want to come or should I bring them back?”
“I’ll…come…” I say. It might stop at anytime, I don’t know how this works. I don’t know who’s doing this. I don’t even know how. This feels awful.
As my voice rises, so does her pain. I slam my staff into her legs and she topples over.
“Okay. Um…can you walk? And, for the sake of time and yourself, please don’t be stubborn.” By now I’m genuinely concerned.
“Not your sister!? Then what am I to you? Another person to control?” Having let my anger get the best of me, I slam my staff into her gut while she’s on the floor.
I end on a softer note, watching her pass out. “You will do game night or feel the same pain.” I growl, ‘stomping’ aka angrily walking away.
My eyes slowly open as I watch her walk away. “No, you’re not my sister. Not anymore. No sister does that to one of her own.” I say hollowly, my voice devoid of emotion and my eyes black.
“I only did what I had to. Hunter said it would snap you out of it, see for yourself.” I toss her my phone, stopping but not looking at her.
“Snap out of it. Well I think you’ve succeeded. Because right now, I do want to kill. You.” I go into her mind and simulate the pain of every bone in her body breaking.
I bare my teeth, braces somehow still intact. I do a quick move I learned and it sends her flying across the room. “We’re a little busy working out a few issues, Chris.”
(How does she just bare her teeth???? Like, the pain???)
I stand up again, staring into her mind. Psychological torture is more fun anyway. I go deep into the hidden boxes in her mind, rooting out her deepest fears and simulating them in front of her over and over and over.
“Well, I need some help with Adora. You two can bicker later.” I have just sealed my fate. Yep. I’m dead.
(I’ve never broken a bone, idk how to react lol) I scream and take out my katana, trying to stab all the fears i front of me but instead stabbing Lee in the thigh. I hold it to her neck. “Stop it you little brat!”
I turn to Chris, an emptiness in my face, my eyes still black. I delve into his mind and twist everything, making it seem like Alli is an awful, cruel, eveil person and he needs to destroy her.
I try to nod, but I can’t. It’s just my head that feels like exploding. I sign to Chris instead. ‘Yes, I can walk. And I won’t be stubborn.’
“OhmyGod,” I yelling, clutching my forehead in pain, I stagger, trying not to fall. Every step hurts my head more. ‘Not okay, not okay!’ I sign wildly, my eyes closed as of to block put the pain. How does this work? How does this work? It isn’t fair.
“Leave his mind alone Lee!” I cut Chris on his arm and the cheek before slicing his knee a little to make him fall down. I then turn to my twin and give her a hard kick to the stomach, making her lose focus.
“You hurt me.” I whisper in a deadly voice. “You will pay.” I go into her mind and give her the same pain she gave me, of a million knives stabbing her gut. “This is how it feels.” I hiss
I scream, clutching my head. This is why we train blind folded. I take a swift sigh out, letting music play in my head to silence to screaming. A few calculations and I know where her head is so I punch to it’s spot, giving her a ****** nose. I sit up and feel around for my bow staff, grabbing it and hitting her over the head with it. I start to…[Read more]
I scream. My head feels like cracking. I try to make a kind block, but my mind doesn’t work like that.
My breathing turns heavy. Ive bottom headache, but never as bad as this. I can’t seem to pass out. Where did Chris go? Where are Leanna and Alli? Where we everyone else?
“Ow…” I moan. “I believe it’s time to go.” Not caring who saw, I scooped up Adora and bolted out the door, forcing the twins out of my mind. Once we are safely away from them, I put her down. “Sorry.” I mumble looking down. “I thought that they might have been able to help. Seems like I’m wrong. Again.”
I force Leanna to the ground. “Give up Lee. You may be better with weapons, but I’m a lot better than you at fighting. I don’t want to hurt you.” I say before knocking her unconscious so that she doesn’t feel the pain of what comes next. I whack her in the gut with a bat out of rage but then get rid of it and wipe her memory of the fight and…[Read more]
“Mhm…” I mumble… My brain feels like mush. I’m so confused. What’s happening? Whubwouldnt I pass out? Was I so stubborn I refused to let go, just for a second.
Probably. It sounds like something I would do.
I barge into my dorm, I had just come from inside, and d a m n, my head hurts from the noise.
“What is happening? Why is she passed out?” I asked, I didn’t ask about Allison or Leanna, being their dorm mate, I already nearly know more than half what happened.
I ran after Chris, not wanting to be caught up in the crossfire. I stared at Adora.
“Is the song Aliison humming affecting her?”
I sign, half dazed. The pain has dulled a bit, and I feel better. I don’t exactly feel like moving, so I just stare up at Lyka. “No.”
I think I figured it out, why this happened. For me to go into someone’s mind, I also have to let them go into one, just a little bit.
“Both of us. But I silenced her so only Lee could hear. So, now, the memory is hazy, but there nonetheless.” I reply.
With a sigh, I push myself up. “Yeah. And I’m okay, for now.” These two knew something I didn’t, but I think I could piece together a little bit. Leanna was very good at weaponry. Her sister was possibly good as well. They got into a big fight. That’s how the headache got worse. It started small, then it was a full attack from both sides.
I try…[Read more]
I knew something was wrong, because someone would not attend a simple family game night, Allison I logical, she would not beat her sister up because she didn’t want to play games on game night. Then game night must have meant something else. I blew a tune again, calming Adora. Then I take a risk and asked Chris.
“What is family game tonight?”
I stilled. Oh, that magic felt good. I rest my head on my hand gently, looking up at Lyka, then Chris. “Yes, what exactly is family game night, Chris?”
I see Lyka talking to Chris and Adora. I quickly walk up, waving. “Hey, what’s up?” (O.m.g only marvel rpers will know what I’m talking about but y’all have no clue how many times I’ve put Kris instead of Chris by accident and had to go back to change it)
(Just pretend she ignored u May, sry, idk your characters name but your new nickname is May)
I smile softly at Alli. “Oh, we were just talking. Chris was trying to explain the cookie recipe he used.” The lie came out easy, and it was believable. Only a mind reader could actually tell, unless Crhis or Lyka said something. “What are you doing?”
I smile, getting up slowly. “I would love to. It sounds delightful.”
“Hmm? Oh, I’m fine.” Chris silenced her to us but the memories are really hazy. I only remember kinda important parts, but I’m fine now. “Thanks for caring,” I say, hiding the sarcasm well.
“Anyone know where the kitchen actually is?” I ask, just realizing I don’t know how to get there.
I grin. “I do, I’ll show you!”
I walk out, but not before moving my hands swiftly at Chris so only he can see. ‘You can tell me about game night. Be a player.’
“In fact, I was going to ask Chris a question, but I think you can answer it better than he.” I said, standing up. I didn’t know wether Chris was following to the kitchen or not but he seemed okay, so I followed Allison.
(Cats, check hangout)
I glance at them, a little nervous. I doubt that whatever this is will turn out to be good.
“It’s what it sounds like, Family game night. Board games, pictopia, Sharaudes (No, not charades, Sharaudes is actually what my family plays for game night lol) the whole thing. Lee doesn’t want to be my partner tonight so I’d get stuck with Angie.”
I played another tune: “You are quite the logical person, but no one would beat their twin up for board games. It is kind of obvious when I am dorm mate to both of you, I sort of heard about this guy named Hunter as well.
They’re talking about something, I figure. Not entirely sure what, and I can’t understand them. I really hope Chris tells me, or give a me a hint at least. But to be honestly, I probably don’t want to know.
I raise my hand to protest about it, but she already knew whatever excuse I make would be a lie. “Fine.” I hum a quick song to only effect Lyka, burning what it is into her head. ‘A murder game, we go out and kill someone. If we catch Chris spying on us, we kill him too. He buries the dead peeps.’ the song says to her.
“Ah, and I presume that’s what Leanna doesn’t want to do anymore. Does that mean you have a free spot?” I blew into the flute, “I’m totally up for it, it’s really killing two birds with one stone. With your twin happy, and the position filled.”
I wake up, incredibly confused. Everything hurts but I don’t know why. My head feels fuzzy and as i stand up I become very dizzy. It feels like something terrible has happened and I begin to cry. “Alli!” I scream in a panic. My twin will know what happened. “Alli where are you!”
I feel a dull pain. It’s almost enough to not feel it at all. It’s Leanna, probably, from what I pieced together.
I grab the cookie jar but rush out hearing Lee yelling. I shove open the door to our dorm and walk up to her. “Are you okay? What do you need me to do?”
I rush in. “What’s going on?” (Uh…is the school day over?)
I walked in slowly, eating my cookie, saying nothing. So Leanna has forgotten who beat her up. I smirked a bit, Allison was good with this stuff.
“Are you alright?” I asked, collapsing onto my bed.
“Shh, it’s okay Lee. It’ll be alright.”I say, soothingly hugging her. A quick bit of humming and her pain is gone temporarily so she can feel a bit better.
I open my mind a bit, wincing at Leanna crying. She was hurt, I think by Alli? I’m not really sure. If it was, then that would be awful. And genius.
“It did so much damage.” I cry. “I will kill that girl who did this.” I say fiercely. “Why didn’t you stop it?”
Oh sure, Alli, make me feel worse about my powers. But I play along. “I’m sorry Leeanna. It won’t happen again.”
I sigh. Great. “Yes, okay? When I said it won’t happen again, I was lying. It’s uncontrollable and telling you that it won’t happen again would be lying. But the fact that I’m sorry is the truth. I would never want to hurt you on purpose, Leeanna.”
I opened the dorm door, I came out and closed it behind me. I glared daggers at Harmonia even though I knew who it was.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Harmonia. I stopped you from dying because I hated the noise. There won’t be a next time.” Then I opened the dorm door, went in, and closed it.
I feel sick. I don’t like this. My head might not hurt from someone else’s pain, but it still hurt. I needed to know the facts.
That’s probably why I liked school so much. I didn’t trust emotions. Before I got to this school, I honestly can’t say I’ve ever liked anyone, even as a friend. Except my parents, probably?
Logic made sense. Facts were…[Read more]
“It’s kinda hard to stop a spirit. At least you’re okay.” I notice the look on her face. “What are you hiding from me, Lee?”
I hesitate. “I don’t want to do game night anymore Al.” I glare daggers at hRmonia. “Lyka is right. Just get out.”
“Why?” I ask, tone soft. I was prepared this time for the blow.
“Free to do what I want. Free to… be myself and not be forced to do things.” I frown. “You’re taking this better than I thought you would.”
“I’m taking it better then I usually would, I had sparring training earlier today so I got my anger out in that class.”
I frown. “You’re lying Alli. I can tell. Why are you really taking this so well?”
I sigh. The next part was true. “Easton told me not to freak out over it. He has his ways of calming me down, just like Hunter has his ways of rallying me up.”
“I’m not lying Lee.” I was telling her the truth, just leaving most of what gives it reason out.
I stare at her. “I could read your mind. But I’d rather you be honest.”
I walk closer, but not too close. I don’t want to interrupt, but the pain had to be because of this. So I had to know.
I take a deep breath. “I lost control of my temper, again, and we got into a fight. You fought back and hurt me a ton and it set me off. So I sung and knocked you unconscious, wiped your memory, and blamed a spirit warrior. Please don’t be too mad, I’m sorry.”
I ****** a breath in. Before Lee could start screaming, I cut in, “But… That’s all over now, and you’re free, I assure you, for at least sometime. I can fill your space for game night so you can do what you want to.” I say, sharing a look with Allison.
“Yeah, I thought about it for a bit, and even if I disagree, I’ll support you Lee. Even if it goes against everything I feel.”
“Yeah, I thought about it for a bit, and even if I disagree, I’ll support you Lee. Even if it goes against everything I feel.”
“I do need to let the angering out, they are like children sometimes, pestering until you let them do what they want.” I shook my head with a small chuckle. “So who’s going to be IT for the game night?” I asked, IT meaning the target.
I hold up my phone, the girl’s picture there. “Headmaster’s it tonight, Chris is ready for tag.”
I walk away, pondering my thoughts. ‘How much longer do we have to wait?’ I text Ali.
I twirl my hair nervously. Something is going on today. Tonight. I want to read someone’s mind, but I’m too far for deep mind reading, and then would probably know anyways. Maybe not. But I couldn’t risk it.
I smirked to myself, “Good choice. But Chris doesn’t know about me filling in, does he?” I shrugged, exiting the dorm and walking down the hall, spinning my flute.
“So to clarify, no one should be mad at me. Well someone will be when I come to Game Night.” (OH! Game Night is secret code for K I l l I n g Night! That’s why they’re talking about Tag! No w we both get it.) “I wanna play too.”
I immediately understand. “Lee, if you don’t want to come to Game Night, then I’ll go for you.” Then I turn to Allison. “We’re playing Tag first, right?” Lucky guess. “Who’s it’?”
I stare at Alli, mouth agape with shock. “How could you?” i breathe. I turn to the rest of them, “AND HOW COULD NONE OF YOU TELL ME?” I stare daggers at Harmonia. “You lied right to my face. And no way would you be good enough for game night. No one is, besides Al and I. So don’t even try.” I sneer. “Alli, you’ve sucessfully broken every notion of…[Read more]
I stare at Alli, mouth agape with shock. “How could you?” i breathe. I turn to the rest of them, “AND HOW COULD NONE OF YOU TELL ME?” I stare daggers at Harmonia. “You lied right to my face. And no way would you be good enough for game night. No one is, besides Al and I. So don’t even try.” I sneer. “Alli, you’ve sucessfully broken every notion of…[Read more]
I look at Chris. “Not really. But it’s whatever.” I take a breath. “I’m sure the situation is-” I hear a slam to see Leanna stomping out of the dorm room. “Oh.”
I was out in the halls when I heard Lee screaming, goo thing I left before that. I could hear Harmonia wanting to join game night, smirked st the remark Lee made at her in the end. I heard a slap and a slam. I turned around to see a fuming Lee. I didn’t run, I simply stared at her,
“Leanna? What has happened again? I think I heard a slap?”
“Um…okay, I just wanted to see how you were doing. And what just happened? Can’t we go a minute without someone doing something?” I groan.
I try a smile. “I’m okay.” Someone else probably isn’t, though. I felt a slight ow, but not enough to even hurt. “I think the twins will always be doing something.” I drop my gaze for a moment.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me what happened.” I hissed at Lyka. “I slapped Alli for being a total b*tch.”
I rub my cheek. She would always be stronger then me, I was just better at the actual fighting part. “I said I was sorry…”
“Can both of you stop your pointless bickering for one moment? Please? Either that or kill me now.” I say, my voice slightly raised.
I sigh, collapsing on my bed. Anger had gotten the better of me, again. I give a side glance to my bat that has black letters that clearly state Goodnight. If I lost my voice or was sick during a mission I would use it. A thought goes into my mind. “Why not… I’ve already lost a lot anyway.” I mutter to myself before picking up the bat and…[Read more]
I sigh, collapsing on my bed. Anger had gotten the better of me, again. I give a side glance to my bat that has black letters that clearly state Goodnight. If I lost my voice or was sick during a mission I would use it. A thought goes into my mind. “Why not… I’ve already lost a lot anyway.” I mutter to myself before picking up the bat and…[Read more]
My mouth gapes. A bat? An effing bat? Someone has clearly replaced my sister with a psychopath monster. She’s almost gone too far. Like I almost did. I only realized how far I’d gone when I lost control. And now it was up to me to save her. I chased after her. “Wait, Al. I’m coming with you.”
“Ali…” I follow her, but silence myself so I can’t be noticed.
“Why? To tell me the reasons why I should control my temper?” I ask, exiting the school, jogging towards my house. No one was home so I quickly change into my outfit for the night and leave, bat held tight in my hand as Leanna follows me.
“No, to make sure…” You don’t go too far. Is the rest of that sentence. “Just…” I sigh, and throw on my training outfit.
I still follow, blending in with the shadows, like I always do.
I spin the bat in my hands, the words ‘Goodnight’ glinting in the sun’s light as I walk into an alleyway. I silently follow someone who is alone and walking quietly down the alley.
I follow along, drilling my heart as it tries to beat out of my chest. I’ve trailed tons of people before. None of them ever knew. I’m wondering I’ve ever trailing an assassin before. I’m getting the vibe thay these girls are ones.
(Cats gave me permission to use Alli CORRECTLY so Cats forgive me if I sc.rew up)
I continue following the person, silently making my way behind them into the alley. I hum a tune and they freeze, in a trance. I walk up behind them, and lif the bat.
My face cintorts in an expression of horror as I stand frozen, watching Alli about…[Read more]
(stuff) I silence both Adora and myself, but I creep forward, palming my pocket knife. I silence Ali so she can’t sing.
(The twins got in a huge fight, Adora can feel pain in headache form from other people if it hurts enough, Alli is on a rampage)
I nod, signing thank you to Chris. I lightly pick up a rock from the ground, though it isn’t going to help me much. I watch, practically invisible.
‘Don’t use this. Just for self defense.’ I grudgingly hand Adora my pocket knife, preferring my hands as weapons. ‘Whatever happens…I hope we’re still friends.’ I sign.
I sighed, I was right on Allison’s trail, a bit in front of Leanna. Losing her temper was something no one could control. Allison was just beating people up, if it was me myself, I would have killed innocents in the area, becoming total beast. I made no sound, as moving on one of the spirits.
I take it, ********* it gently. I sign as best I can with the knife in my hands. ‘I promise, Chris.’
I try to locate Chris, letting Allison take it forward. Was game night starting now? My eyes gleamed with somewhat excitement, the killing blow was all I had to do. I find Chris with Adora, I didn’t know she was in the game night, probably wasn’t. I land in front of them both,
“Does game night start now?” I whispered.
I grip it tightly, hiding it behind my back as I watch the twins. Leanna yanked her twin back as she hefted the bat over her head, but I’m scared of what’s going to happen next.
‘Oh.’ That sounds awful, your life on the line if you help a person. ‘That’s not…good…’ I don’t know what to say to this. I wonder if the teachers care where we are. Not that I think any of them could stop this.
“An innocent…” The angering perked up at that, completely fighting off my control as they used my expression. I smiled, big and wide. “Sounds fun… I’m off, gonna go help Allison with that innocent of hers.” I said, completely not myself and left on my spirit.
‘I foolishly got caught trying to bury their latest kill. You know, out of respect. And to hide the evidence.’ I refrain from telling any more.
I nod. Chris was just trying to respect the dead. It seemed like he wanted to say more, or sign more, but he didn’t. I glance at Lyka, grabbing her wrist tightly. I read her mind, and my grip tightens, but she’s probably stronger. ‘No, Lyka,’ I mouth. Not good.
‘Do you want me to knock you out? Because I will do so. With pleasure.’ I sign to Lyka.
I smile slightly, twosting her wrist. I probably won’t be able to hold on, but i can make it hurt a bit. ‘Please do, if she goes,’ I mouth, since I’m using one of my hands.
I try to yell at Leanna for pulling me back but can’t. I instead try to get my point across by lightly pushing her backwards with the bat before pulling up my mask. I turn to the person, one hand gripping the bat as I tap them on the shoulder. I swing the bat across their face and they fall to the ground, still alive, just… knocked out. I then…[Read more]
My knuckles turn bone white as I see what Alli does. ‘Don’t do it, Lyka. Don’t do it.’
I flip the bat in my hands, examining it for blood. I wipe some off quickly before turning to go back to school, anger let out.
I give us all back our sound, my eyes their normal green color. “Well, that was fun.” I scoop up the total stranger and run into an alleyway. I see that they’re still alive. Good. I wake them up and tell them to run, which they do. “My work here is done.”
I let Lyka’s wrist go, walking over to Chris. I give him the knife back. I nod. “Here. And thank you.”
“It was our agreement. Whenever I can save someone, I do. Especially an innocent.”
“The agreement was during game night, not now. I have to let out my anger somehow, would you rather I knock you over the head with the bat?” My grip tightens on it as I lower it to my side. (Where’s Leanna making sure she doesn’t go too far lol)
“If it doesn’t kill me, I don’t care what you do to me.” I’m going to die.
I lift the bat and smack down hard, singing as I do so. “Goodnight, light outs, see you in your nightmares. Maybe not, maybe so, say hello, to The One ABOVE OR BELOW!” The last note makes it so he is knocked out from impact put then I quickly wake him up, wanting him to feel the pain.
I cover my mouth, looking at Alli and Chris. I want to look away, but I can’t. I press myself to a building in the shadows.
“Allison, may I deliver the blow now?” I said, huffing and ****** because Adora held me back. “Someone held my wrist back for Chris and he was going to knock me out.” I growled.
“He won’t get far anyway, I’ll catch up to him.” I said, shrugging. I was totally not myself, it was likely the angering doing so but they make it feel enjoyable.
“If you can catch up to him, be my guest.” I reply to Lyka, the man long gone.
I get back up and hand her my knife. “Do it, if you must.” I called it. I’m going to die.
I glare at Lyka. She angry. How could you do that to an innocent person?
Well… I guess that’s what I did back home. Not killing, but…
I sat in a tree, waiting for the spirits to be done with their search, and one came back, with good news. The man was dead, didn’t know what hit him. I smiled to myself, spirit flew back to a tree in school and collapsed.
(As an explanation, Lyka never meant to kill but she lost control with the angering. :D)
“I could do this all day.” Nope, I can’t. I’m scared but I don’t let it show. I just stand tall.
I woke up to sudden recalling of what happened with all widened eyes, spirit flying back as fast as she could to see a scenery with Allison and Chris.
“Allison, that is enough.” I said, not looking at Chris at all. “Keep the anger bottled for game night. And there’s another problem we have right now.” I said.
I watch Chris in horror. The idiot is going to get himself killed. From what he said, he was going to anyways, but he’s not making it any better.
Though, I suppose I wouldn’t grovel either. But still.
Yep. I’m dead. Um…how does one feel when one is about to die? I contemplate that question in my head.
I knock 2 more blows: One to Chris’s chest and then to the top of his head before turning to Adora. “Show yourself, coward.”
I step out of the shadows. Glaring at Alli. “What are you doing?”
“ALLISON!” I scream at the top of my lungs, tackling her to the ground. “How could you?” I got into her mind, making her fall unconscious, and rush over to Chris. I ease his pain, grabbing his hand while tears stream down my face. “Chris… I’m so sorry…” I whisper
I run over, thankful for Leanna. I kneel next to him, received. “You’re an idiot, I hope you know that.”
I feel myself drifting into a somewhat sleeping state, hugging the bat to my chest. Goodnight plays in my head on repeat, ears yearning for my headphones to listen to it.
“You think I haven’t figured that out? Hey. I’m not dead. No need to cry.” I say weakly, attempting to get up. And failing. “That totally did not hurt.”
I take a breath. “Stay down, soldier. You’ve been hit with a bat.” You helped me, so let me help you, I think.
“You liar.” I groan. “I’m so sorry… Alli…” I shook my head. Turning to Alli, I ventured into her mind. It was darker than usual. All minds have colors and hers was getting closer to black. The blood drained from my face as I realized this. She’d become a murderer. A true one. I couldn’t let this happen. I turned to Adora and Chris, “Got any rope?”
I quickly shield my own mind from Leanna, dark mists coming out from me, and my eyes, small black mists were coming from them, turning them from green to black. I am not losing control. I am not losing control to them. No. I’m not going to let on kill get to the best of me. I stepped back a few steps, the actual me back,
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