Okay. please Read this and tell me what you think before my head explodes from the sudden inspiration and greatness I think this story has so far. This is not even the whol first chapter but just. Grah I’m going to lose control ofmy hands if I try typing more.
Thanks go out to my new editor Crystalis for getting you this edditted version. Enjoy.
The blue haired woman looked around the crowded airplane, her great big blue eyes shining while fancy perfumes and the stale smell of airplane food assaulted her nose, and examining the people from many different places, completely absorbed in their own activities. “And they said something was going to happen on this ride.”
Suddenly a small child, five, maybe six years old, sitting 3 rows ahead of her points out the window, “Mommy what’s that bright light?” The woman glances out her window and suddenly focuses on a streaming orange beam flying right at the plane.
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The streaming beam of orange energies slams into the plane causing it to explode and the TV screen cuts to a news reporter, “That was the fifth plane shot down this year and is believed to be linked to the terrorist organization called the Pyronian syndicate, their motives are still unclear and we hope to have them captured by the end of the month. In other news Damian Drake, CEO of Dimenstra-Tek corporation celebrated his 35th birthday today at his fund raising banquet in-”
The blond-haired boy watching the screen suddenly averts his attention to the voice calling up to him from downstairs, “Seth, turn that bloody Television off already; you’re going to be late for school! You’ve already missed breakfast. You’re lucky I packed your lunch for you. You’re backpack’s on the table.” The blond haired boy comes sliding down the stair railing while donning a blue and white Hawaiian shirt with a golden dragon on it and tucking it beneath his plain black jogging pants. He kicks off the wall at the bottom of the stairs and, not landing on his feet more than two seconds, runs towards the kitchen of the average five bedroom house.
A brown-haired, middle-aged woman wearing an apron looks over at him, “Seth, how many times have I told you not to be so reckless in the house?”
Seth grabs his backpack off the table and tosses it in the air jumping into the straps while swiping a piece of toast from a dark-haired girl, who is about six with two big dimples on either side of her face’s plate. “Sorrymominahurrygottagobye.”
The girl looks up at him and yells, “HEY, give that back!” but he’s already flung the door open and is running out.
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A green-haired girl with her long hair arrayed in two long streams on either side of her head looked from one side of the street to the other, holding onto a cat plushie, shivering slightly, “Alright Chibi-Miloe. We can do this, go into the store and ask them to get brother a bag of milk.”
She slowly walked across the busy city street in one of the older neighborhoods of an obviously well developed city. Cars screeched to a halt as she dodged her way through like a maniac and took off to full speed again as she got all the way to the other side, sighed, and turned to look back at the cars. Seth came running around the corner looking at the store without paying attention and slammed into the girl who spun around and lost her grip on her cat plushie who flew into the middle of the street as a pickup truck came roaring towards it, “NO CHIBI-MILOE!” Suddenly Seth wasn’t sure what had happened but the pickup truck stopped moving forward and flew into the air, flipping eight times before slamming into a fire hydrant on the other side of the street. The driver crawls out of a window holding his head as the girl runs onto the street, grabs the plushie, goes back to the street and gives Seth a very evil glare.
Seth looks at the girl and smiles weakly while putting his hand on the back of his head, “I’m sorry about that. I wasn’t looking where I was going and-”
Seth stopped speaking as the girl stared at him with a very strange, angry, and inquisitive look on her face, said “You’re a VERY BAD MAN,” and stormed off, dropping a card behind her. Her pink dress was ruffled from all the running. She seemed to completely forget why she’d come in the first place.
Seth picked up the card and looked at it. “Seishero Nanami. This is a student card from that school for gifted children up on the north bank. I wonder what she was doing way up here.” Seth walks into the store on the corner as a man wearing a suit and black shades sitting in the passenger side of a black Sedan rolls up his window and drives off.
Seth looks at the old man wearing an orange yellow and blue Hawaiian shirt behind the counter playing with a gold tooth and smiles, “Hey Ratchet, you see what just happened? Some pickup truck tried dodging this girl who went to grab her toy and flipped eight times.”
Ratchet looks at Seth through a pair of dinky glasses with one lens missing and speaks with a very crooked, high-pitched voice, “Yes, that was very odd indeed. So let me guess. You are here because the shipment of games has just gotten in?”
Seth smiles and begins rummaging through old piles of games, “You know me, but there’s one specific game I’m looking for: Masters of the Videan Triad. You have it, right?”
Ratchet looks at Seth and straightens his glasses, as the nose pieces seems to be broken and they continually slip, “Young man, your ability to know exactly what games I get in at this old collectors shop every single month never ceases to amaze me. This is a very special game my friend. Never even been opened. only one remaining of 12 copies printed in the U.S. too. But I doubt you have the money for this one.”
Seth pulls out a credit card, “I’m not the one who needs to worry about the money. Charge it to this card. My dad’s got plenty of money to spare.”
Ratchet frowns slightly and runs the card through a rarely used scanner and hands Seth a plastic bag, with a logo of a smiley face playing video games and Ratchet’s Clanks written over the top on the side of it, with a cartridge inside. “Now hurry off to School or you’re going to be late again.”
Seth was already stuffing the bag into his completely stuffed backpack and running as fast as he could go.
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A brown-haired man in a lab coat is staring at a Black man in a white suit while looking down at a homeless man strapped to a table, “But sir, if this doesn’t work it’s murder. Gregin X only works on children. No adult has ever survived being injected.”
The black man just shuffles the collar of his suit and breathes out a big puff of smoke from his large, brown cigar. “Now doctor, be reasonable. No one’s going to miss some poor homeless man. Now give him the injection.”
The doctor looks from the man to the injection then hands a needle full of glowing green liquid to the black man, “Fine.” The black man then puts it into the unconscious man’s arm. His eyes flare open and the color leaves them, making them completely white. He then falls dead.
The black man frowns, “I guess we’ll just have to improve the formula. We’re counting on your work, Dr. Nanami. Clean this mess up.” The black slowly walks out of the room. His many rolls jiggle as he moves.
The doctor looks around the lab, “I signed up for this job to help people, not kill them.” The doc walks over to a cupboard, opens it up and pulls out every flammable substance he can find. He then grabs a vial of the green liquid and pours it down the drain before grabbing all the electronics and research papers, throwing them into a pile, pouring the flammable liquids over them and lighting a match.
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Seth goes running into his first period class just as the late bell rings. A very orderly woman whose hair looks like something from a bad 60’s movie coughs as he walks in then speaks with one of those high pitched voices that is a cross between a tuning fork and nails on a chalkboard being spoken through a duck whistle, “Tardiness is not exceptible behaviour, Mr. Davis. You’ll have to spend lunch in detention thinking about ways to get here on time again. Now, as I was saying, we’ve received a new exchange student and I’d like you all to help him out as much as you can as his English isn’t as good as ours.” A short Egyptian boy is standing in front of the class and gazing around as if he’d really rather be somewhere else. A necklace with a green stone on it hangs around his neck and his black hair and hazel eyes give him an ominous aura.
Seth grumbles and sits down in his seat next to a tall, black-haired boy with brown eyes and a huge smirk across his face, “Seth, no wonder no girls want to take a chance on you, you’d be so late they’d think you stood them up.”
Seth gets a very red face and crosses his arms on his desk, “Shut up. Cory, if you weren’t my cousin I’d kick your ass.”
The teacher glares at the two boys, “If you two don’t stop talking while I’m speaking you’ll have another detention.”
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Cory and Seth are both sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch. Cory glances over at Seth, “You do remember you have a detention right?”
Seth swallows a huge mouthful of fries, takes a gulp of a coke and belches, “Yeah, but it’s only a 20 minute so it can wait until I’m done eating.”
Cory frowns. “You really need to stop being late all the time. Well, I’m done eating. See you later man.” Cory gets up and leaves through a double door taking him outside. The bright sun glares down on him and makes the lush green grass on either side of the path he’s on shine brightly. Cory sees the Egyptian boy sitting on a bench with his eyes closed when a scrawny little kid with four big friends walks up to the Egyptian boy and looks down on him. Cory slows down his pace to see what happens.
The little kid smirks. “Hey Egyptian kid. Hiro Moto.” The boy’s eyes open and he stares at the boy like a lion who’s just been awoken from a nap. “You look pretty weak, kid. Are you like one of those Ethiopians who doesn’t get fed. You want a sandwich, little Egyptiopian?”
Cory shakes his head and walks closer, “Hey Rowan, leave off the-”
Rowan suddenly screams and falls to the ground and starts bashing his arm against the ground and rubbing it in the grass, “Ahhh! Put it out, put it out! AHH! My arm’s on fire! Somebody stop it!”
Hiro Moto just stands up and as he gets far away waves his hand and Rowan stops moving and looks at his perfectly fine arm with a horrified look on his face. Cory stares at the boy as he walks off then catches a faint green glow from a nearby sewer and walks off. Rowan stands up and with a face that looks like it’s been crying and takes his goons someplace else. Cory goes up to the sewer and sees the grate off. Some construction equipment is laying around as if some men were working on it but were out on lunch break. Cory hops into the sewer and sees a green glow coming from a blocked pipe and takes a look at it, “Wow that’s weird. Hmm…” Cory pulls a towel out of the pipe and a blast of glowing green water blasts him in the face, causing him to cough and sputter up the contents. “Gee whiz, that’s the last time I go swimming around in the sewers.” Cory climbs up a ladder and leaves the sewer, holding his head from a slight headache.
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Seth looks around the detention hall, finishing the remnants of a juice box as he walks inside. A large ketchup stain trails down his shirt. He frowns as he sees who’s in charge of the day’s unluckies, “Great. I hope he doesn’t lecture us on the history of the beetle again.”
A scrawny, pointy-nosed man with very fine glasses looks at Seth as he walks in. “So nice o you to join us, Mr. Davis. Your detention period ends in 20 minutes so you’ll be out at 12:35.” The teacher keeps looking at his watch agitatedly as Seth takes a seat.
Seth glances at the other unluckies to wind up in the hall. A very tall and muscular boy is sitting in a corner with a coloring book (Hmm, I see one of Rowan’s goons is in here.) Next to him sits a tall blond haired boy with a football jersey twiddling a pencil around his hand and beside Seth sits a very black and gloomy girl with white makeup and black eyeliner all over her body. (Nothing special today.) Suddenly Hiro Moto walks in and approaches the teacher who smiles as he sees him, “Ahh. Hiro Moto. Nice of you to come. I trust the rest of you can behave for a few minutes while I take a brief leave of you.” The teacher gets up and walks out with Hiro Moto.
Seth looks at him as he walks away, “So that’s the Egyptian kid’s name… Hiro Moto, sounds like something from a bad anime. So Tristan, what are you doing here?”
The dark girl beside him looks over, “Nothing that’s knowledge would benrfit you in any way, but if you must know I got caught spray painting the portables.”
Seth smiles, “Where do you get all that paint? I mean, you’ve spray painted the gym roof, the portables five times, made a huge streaking logo down C hall, and covered over the star display.”
Tristan frowns and glances at the clock lazily. “The star display room was someone else and you forgot the principal’s house and the skate park, but I suppose those are off school property. Well, I’m out of here. If Mr. Thomson gets back, tell him you saw me leave at 12:31.” Tristan stands up and leaves the class while Seth watches the clock turn and thinks about his newest game acquisition.
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Seth walks out of school with his loaded backpack ready to go and stops and looks as something ducks behind a nearby wall. “School was boring today; I must be seeing things.” He takes another step and this time he sees what it is peeking over the wall before it ducks down again.
Seishero Nanami is looking at her plushie and shaking it, “What do you mean he saw you? You’re 2 inches tall!” Seishero shakes Chibi-Miloe and then sees two feet next to her and follows them all the way up to Seth’s face, “Um. Hi there, mister.”
Seth smiles and holds his hand out to Seishero, “Are you following me… Seishero, was it?”
Seishero jumps up and away from Seth, her pink dress spinning wildly as she does so, “So you did steal my card. You big meany! My daddy said only bad people steal things. And you’re definitely a VERY BAD PERSON.”
Seth holds his hands up and gets a concerned look on his face. “Hey, I didn’t steal your card. You dropped it and if you hadn’t run away so fast I might have given it back to you right then and there.” Seth pulls the card out of his pocket. It is sweaty from being in there all day. Seishero grabs it and then screams and wipes it on the grass.
Seishero whimpers, “Don’t stick up for him, Chibi-Miloe. Not only did he take Seishero’s special card but he got it all dirty and greasy. We’re leaving.” Seishero stands up and starts to walk away then looks around and stops, “Uh oh. We’re lost. Chibi-Miloe, what are you talking about? This isn’t a nice man. We can’t ask him for directions.”
Seth laughs and rubs his hand through his hair. “You’re very interesting. You know that? And I’ve got nothing to do right now so I could walk you home if you want.”
Seishero jumps up, runs over, and bows, then shakes Seth’s hand very quickly, “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you Mr. you’re the bestest, greatest, nicest person in the whole world. Um, what’s your name Mister? No wait, let me guess your name. Joey?” Seth shakes his head, “Sam, Eric, Bilbo? how about Kai?”
Seth laughs and steadies himself. “My name’s Seth and where do you live?”
Seishero cranes her head and looks at Seth. “I don’t like the name Seth. I shall call you Dubby Dub. Chibi-Miloe will still call you Seth, though.” Seishero holds up her plushie. “Say hi, Chibi-Miloe.”
Seth looks at the little plushie. “Hello there, Chibi-Miloe. So where do you live? Near the school for gifted children?”
Seishero looks at Seth funnily. “You mean Gregovich’s? My daddy works there, so we live pretty close. I could find my way home from there.”
Seth smiles and looks around. “Well, Gregovich’s school is that way.” Seth points to the Northeast. “So we’d better get started.”
Seth begins to walk to the northeast and Seishero follows behind him. “Dubby Dub, this city is very big, isn’t it?” Seishero looks at Seth. “… ahem … ahem. I SAID, DUBBY DUB, THIS CITY IS VERY BIG, ISN’T IT?” Seishero gets a very mad expression on her face and a nearby fire hydrant’s cap blows off sending water flying into the air and Seishero jumps.
Seth looks over, “Those fire hydrants aren’t having any luck and who’s this Dub- oh yeah. Well Sei, this city is very big. Do you know why Demstar’s this big?” Seishero shakes her head and grabs Seth’s hand after the fire hydrant exploded and Seth looks over at her (She’s awfully immature for someone my age. But she’s kinda cute.) “Well, after the new plague hit all the major cities healthy citizens fled the area and moved to the rural towns. Some of the people in this town managed to develop a vaccine to stop it and everyone flocked to this area after that. It’s continued to expand ever since.”
A black Sedan pulls up beside Seth and the window goes down. The man with black shades looks out. “Hello there, Seishero. Who’s your new friend?”
Seishero looks over at the Sedan and scrunches her eyes, “I’m not talking to you, gooey goo. You made Chibi-Miloe angry!”
Seth looks at the man as he gets out of the Sedan with a very concerned look on his face. “Do you know this man, Seishero?” Seth takes a look around where he’s at, surveying the area. They are standing on a long suspension bridge with lots of garbage littering the area. A cut bit of cable is lying next to the railing. (We’re on the north bank bridge. This is just great.)
Seishero looks at him, “He works for my daddy’s boss. I don’t want to go with him.”
The man lifts his enormous brown eyebrows up and down and slicks back his gelled short silver hair, “Now Seishero what would your dad say if he found you were being uncooperative. He’s worried about you. You were supposed to come home two hours ago. And boy, you can leave now. We’ll take care of Seishero from here.”
Seth looks from this man to the two other thugs that get out of the car and he and Seishero back towards the edge of the bridge, “Now let’s be reasonable here. I was giving the nice lady a walk home.”(This doesn’t look good. But I can’t just let Seishero go with them)
The three men pull out pistols and cock them, “That wasn’t a request, boy.”
Seth looks at all the guns with a worried expression on his face and suddenly Cory runs up to him, completely oblivious to the three men, and holds a book up to Seth while panting slightly, “Hey Seth. You forgot this book in History class. Hey, who’s your friend?”
A gun shot goes off and Cory looks down at his stomach which has a hole in it and is bleeding. Seishero screams, “GO AWAY YOU BIG meanies!”
The three men fly into the air and their guns go flying. The two larger thugs go over the side of the river and the shade-wearing one lands on top of the sedan and rolls down, shaking his neck as if he didn’t even feel it. “That was a very bad move Seishero.”
Seth looks down at Cory, who’s passed out and clutching his stomach, then grabs the wire from the ground and looks at the shade wearing man cracking the wire like a whip and holding both ends of it. “You are so going to wish you hadn’t done that.”
The man readies two spiked gauntlets and looks at Seth with a smile on his face. “You really think you can take me, boy?” Seishero crouches in the corner, her green hair flowing down her legs while she hides with her face in her hands. Seth just stares the man down. Eventually he gets agitated. “I’d of thought you’d just charge at me but I guess I’d better go first. TAKE THIS.” The man charges at Seth and Seth cracks the wire which wraps around the shaded mans leg and lurches up sending him flying over the rail behind Seth. Seth let’s go of the wire before he gets dragged over behind him and watches the man fall into the river where his two thugs buddies swim over and all three of them look up at Seth before swimming towards the shore.
Seth runs over to Cory, who’s eyes are open and is looking around confused. “Oh, Seth. I must of blanked out for a second. I had the weirdest dream where I got shot and died. Hmm… There’s a whole in my shirt. That’s odd. That’s right where I thought the bullet went through, but there’s no wound. Seth, I didn’t get shot, did I?”
Seth grabs Cory in a bear hug, “Your alive, you fearless bastard. When three people are holding a gun to me you do not run in front of them! But what do you mean you have no wound?”
Seishero opens her eyes, looks around at Seth and Cory, sees the thugs gone and suddenly she pulls her student card out of her pocket and a hologram of Doctor Nanami appears above it, “Daddy, what’s wrong. Why are your boss’s friends trying to get me?”
The hologram looks at Seishero with a look of fear in its eyes, “Please tell me you didn’t go with them. I’ve been trying to contact you all day but your card was inactive and I hope I’m not too late.”
Seishero frowns, “I didn’t want to go, but they tried to make me. Luckily, my new friend Seth scared them off.”
The hologram’s face shifts to a perplexed expression, “Seth? Who is this Seth? Never mind; you cannot come back home Seishero. Bad people are trying to make Daddy do something Daddy doesn’t want to do and you need to stay safe. Find a good place to hide and if this Seth is a good person go with him. And remember to listen to Chibi-Miloe. I have to go now; someone’s coming.”
Seishero looks up and Seth and Cory are both staring at her. “Seth, that was my daddy. He says I can’t go home anymore. What should I do?”
