I’m Not Special, I’m Different-Chapter Fifteen

I’m back and ready to write, and I have something big planned. Something that’ll probably come in the next five, six chapters probably. Keep reading.


Chapter Fifteen
Ray’s P.O.V

I must say, when Arrow went over and hugged Sy, I almost cried. It was so sweet. Sure Sy didn’t really hug back, but this is Sy we’re talks my about, he doesn’t hug. Lately Arrow had been getting a little distant from Sy, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. He’d keep shooting him these sort of looks when he thought no one was looking, but I saw them. I always see them. Let’s just say that they show up quite often. I know this seems crazy, but I feel like Arrow and Sy had a fight. You remember that day when I walked downstairs and their heads were bent together and they were arguing in low voices? I think that had something to do with this. Arrow probably thinks that Sy did something wrong, but that’s just crazy. Sy’s my best friend, I trust him. And I’m sure he trusts me too. And-

Wait! What’s going on? I had turned back to look at them and it looked as though Sy whispered something in Arrow’s ear, and, from the looks of it, his words really shocked Arrow. Oh God, if they start arguing again I swear, I’ll have to do something serious to keep the two of them apart. Maybe I could lock them up in cages, or put them both on a leash. Ha, how appropriate. See, ’cause we’re animals, and-you know what? Forget it. Oh, wait, never mind, looks like they’re fine, Sy had just pulled away form Arrow with a slight smirk on his face. Arrow, on the other hand, looked shocked. I shook my head. Boys.

The girls, on the other hand, looked proud. Jeez, they’re so little, yet they’re acting like they’re the same age as me. I shook my head again. Girls.

Oh wait, so what does that make me? Sane. Nah, I’m just kidding

Then, loud enough for everyone to hear, I said, “Everyone, come here and sit down. I’m going to tell you what took us so long.”

“Well, from the looks of it, your bullet wounds seem to be the main reason you’ve been gone for so long, but I might be wrong. Please, enlighten me.” said Pyro. Hah, that kid is hilarious sometimes. Honestly, I love him very much. Don’t tell the others this, but from the boys, he is definitely my favourite. He’s just so sweet, and when he looks at you with his gorgeous eyes, all kind and trusting. It just makes you want to melt.

I made them all sit in a circle around me, Sy was at my right, and Arrow was sitting at my left, holding my hand. I slightly squeezed his hand and Arrow turned his head and gave me a reassuring smile. Keeping that smile in mind, I began telling them about what happened. Again, Sy would interfere every now and then, talking about how he so heroically saved my life. When he said that he saved my life, Piper and Pyro both gasped, and Poison slapped her hand over her own mouth. I actually thought they were going to start praising him, about what a hero was, but then Piper whispered, “Are you okay, Ray? Did they hurt you too bad?”

“No, buddy, the bullet just grazed me, I’m fine,” I looked over at Sy and he had that look of exaggerated patience, “Well, okay. Maybe not that fine, the bullet that hit my cheek only clipped me. The one that hit my leg, that one got stuck in, so I kind of, maybe, sort of, pulled it out.”

Piper looked horrified, “You what?! It could get infixed, um, infested, er, in-”

“Infected?” Pyro said.

She nodded her head, “Yeah, that. It could get hurt really badly.”

Then Poison spoke up, “Your right, she could have gotten hurt very bad. In fact, I pretty sure she did get hurt very bad, and she needs something to wrap around her wound. Did anyone bring something I could use?”

“Arrow to the rescue. I brought some Band-Aids, gauze, and antiseptic. I had a feeling we might need it. Knowing you two, I thought one of you would show up severely wounded. And I’d be right. Looks like my guesses are just as good as my aim. Awesome.” Wow, that kid’s ego is so huge, I wonder how it fit through the door of our house. Wait no, no thinking about our house.

“Can you go get it?” Poison asked asked him with exaggerated patience. Arrow nodded and turned around to go get the bag he had brought with him. He handed it over to Sy, and Sy reached in and pulled out the antiseptic. He put some on his thumb and rubbed it in the wound on my cheek, honestly, it stung. He then took out a Band-Aid and put it over top of my cut. Not exactly how a doctor would do it, but whatever. At this point, I was beyond caring. He then motioned to my leg and I stuck it out. This time he showed no mercy, he dumped the antiseptic on the gaping hole in my leg, and I winced so horribly. He didn’t even look up, only mumbled, “Trying to do it fast.”

“Whatever. Hurry up, it’s killing me. Ugh, how did you manage to not get hurt, like, at all?”

“I’m just that awesome.” I simply rolled my eyes at him. Usually I would have whacked him on the head, but at that moment, I was incapable of doing anything more.Then he grabbed the gauze out of the bag and slowly, and carefully wrapped it around my leg. “Better?”

I nodded my head at him and slowly tried to stand up, but I fell down almost instantly. I suddenly felt a small pair of hands grab my arms, helping to try to cushion my fall. I looked up and saw Piper leaning over me, her eyes wide with fear.

“Ray, maybe you shouldn’t try walking just yet. You might get hurt.”

Before I could object, Arrow cut in, “That’s a brilliant idea, Piper. Alright you guys, it’s getting dark, all of you go to sleep.”

Sy nodded his head and quietly said, “I’m taking first watch.”

“I’ll stay up with you.” I heard a rushed voice say. I turned and saw Arrow standing there with his arms crossed, as though he was daring someone to object. Nobody did.

“Sure, Arrow. I’ll probably need someone to stay up with me to make sure I don’t fall asleep. Besides, if we get ambushed, I doubt I’ll be able to deal with it on my own.” Sy sounded as he always did, impassive, but his eyes held a sort of anger. Like a match just waiting for its chance to catch fire, for its chance to burn the whole world down to the ground.

“Actually, I think you would be able to handle an ambush quite well. I’m just not sure if anyone should take a watch all by themselves. It would be little difficult. Especially since this is the very first time we’re doing something like this.” Arrow sounded sincere, but you could hear something hidden in his voice. Something like… caution?

“Sure Arrow, whatever.” Is it just me, or did Sy say that last part with a hint of disgust in his voice?


Like a filler? Yes. Important? Also yes. And I concluded it with a question, I like those kind of endings.

Fly on,

Eeman

I’m Not Special, I’m Different- Chapter Fourteen

I have literally nothing to say, so… On with the chapter!


Chapter Fourteen
Arrow’s P.O.V.

We had gotten to the cave about fifteen minutes after Ray and Sy left the house. To be honest, I didn’t trust Sy with my sister. He acts as though he cares about her, but I don’t think he does. He always says stuff like, “Oh, she’s my best friend.” Or “Oh, I do care about her.” But no, that guy only cares about himself. He’s nothing but selfish. Ray doesn’t think so, but I do. She really thinks that Sy means well, but then why is he so secretive? Why doesn’t he tell us why we met him when he was five, why not earlier? He’s keeping secrets from us, Ray thinks that he’ll tell us when he’s ready, but I’m not so sure. Ray is always determined to make him seem good, but that’s only because they’re friends. Their’s really no other real reason.

For a while I let my thoughts wander, but then I felt something tug on my shirt. I looked down at my side and saw Poison standing there looking a little scared. I didn’t trust Sy, but I trusted Poison. They may be siblings, but they’re completely opposites. Sy is quiet, contained and keeps secrets. Poison is loud, talkative, and she tells Ray and I everything. She is far more outgoing than Sy is. I really don’t know how they’re siblings.

“What’s up, Poison? You okay?”

“It’s been over an hour but Ray and Sy still aren’t back yet. I’m scared.” What?! Oh, God! I hadn’t been keeping track of time. Has it really been that long! I knew we couldn’t trust Sy. He probably hurt Ray! I knew he never liked us! He probably-, “Arrow? Are you okay? You look angry.”

“I’m fine. I’m just worried about Ray.”

“What about Sy?”

“…” Um. Oh no, she probably thinks that I don’t care about her brother.

“Don’t worry, Arrow. As long as Sy is okay, so is Ray. Sy wouldn’t let Ray get hurt. He wouldn’t. Ray is his best friend. He would make sure nobody could hurt her.” I just nodded at her, but to be honest, I didn’t believe her. How could I? I just don’t trust that guy. No one is just always silent for no reason. Something happened to him. Something he doesn’t want us to know about. Something that I am going to find out.

“Ray!” I heard Piper and Pyro scream from the other side of the cave. I looked over and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw her. She had this huge, deep cut across her cheek, her pants looked like such a dark red that I had no idea what colour they used to be, her brown hair was completely drenched in blood, and there was even some of the crimson liquid dripping slightly from her mouth. And the weirdest part was that she had an arm draped across Sy’s shoulders. Okay, so maybe Sy didn’t hurt her, but I still didn’t trust him. Why didn’t he stop her from getting hurt? Why wasn’t he hurt in the slightest? Whatever, I can worry about that later, but for now…

“Ray!” I shouted, sounding like a child on his birthday, but I didn’t care. I ran up to my sister and tackled her to the ground, wrapping her up in a fierce hug. But the thing is, the second she hit the ground she screamed so loud that I felt the hairs on my neck rise. Oh, right. I forgot that she probably got hurt on her leg, which was probably why she needed Sy’s help stand. Oh, and her blood-stained pants were also a big hint. Oops, my bad. “Sorry, sorry! I didn’t realize!” I said, getting her to her feet.

“No, it’s fine, I’m glad to see you too. Just don’t tackle me to the ground. I’ve had enough tackling for one day,” She said that last part and gave a look to Sy. What was that about? Did Sy tackle her and try to hurt her?

He gave her a sort of funny look, then turned impassive again and said, “Hey, I saved your life. They almost shot at you. Is that not good enough?”

“True, true.” Oh, Sy saved my sister! Well, I don’t really know what to think about that. But I still don’t trust him. If you think I’m some super paranoid kid whose determined to not trust his big sister’s best friend, then just think. How would you feel around someone you’ve known for nine years of your life, and yet they still keep secrets from you? Exactly, it would seem suspicious. You wouldn’t trust them! See my point? Speaking of Sy.

I turned to him and saw that Piper and Poison were hugging him tightly and he was just standing there, still as a statue, the way he always is when someone hugs him. He clearly isn’t the most cuddly person, but then again, guys never are. However, I still love my sister, I just ran up to her and hugged her, even though she was completely drenched in blood, was it too much for him to hug his sister?

I slowly stepped away from my sister and she was immediately wrapped in a big hug by Pyro. Pyro was always close to her, she had acted like a mother to us when we never had one. After Pyro had let go of her, Piper and Poison got her, and Sy was standing at the side, watching. Then, I suddenly did something that surprised even me. I walked up to him and stood in front of him for a moment. Wow, I never noticed this, but he’s four inches taller than me, and that’s saying a lot, since he’s pretty tall. That means I’m tall too! Then, I reached out and hugged him as though he was my older brother. I still didn’t trust him, but he saved my sister. That’s gotta be worth something. He was so surprised that he sorta patted my back awkwardly, then he quietly whispered in my ear, so low, I wasn’t even sure I heard right. But I did, “I’d never do anything to hurt Ray. She’s my best friend, I know you don’t trust me, but please, believe me. I’d never hurt Ray. I really, truly care. About all of you” Then he removed his arms and stepped back with a slight smirk on his face, but I was too shocked by what he had said to care.

What was that about? He said that he’d never do anything to hurt Ray, he said he cared about all of us. A part of me wanted to believe him, but the other part of me knew better. He’s always been like a big brother to me, but then again, looks can kill you if you let them, Ray taught me that much, she practically drilled it into my head. ‘Looks can be deceiving,’ she’d always say, “always keep your eyes open where ever you go. You never know when someone might smile to your face, but then plunge a knife into your back and pierce your heart. It doesn’t matter who the person is. Expect pain, expect to get hurt. If you’re surprised by the pain, you’re already dead. Expect pain. From everyone.’ He looked like he cared about Ray, but did he really? Did he really care about any of us?


So, how was that one? 1233 words. Not too bad if I do say so myself. It was meant to be a bit more of an angst and confusion filled chapter. It’s meant to show how Arrow is kind of torn up, and isn’t sure how to feel about Sy, and he’s kind of questioning whether or not Sy might be the one to stab him in the back. This one took time to write, but seriously, pay attention to what is being said in this one. There’s something off about Sy, something Arrow is just dying to know about.

Fly on,

Eeman

I’m Not Special, I’m Different- Chapter Thirteen

Hey, everyone, onto the chapter!


Chapter Thirteen
Sy’s P.O.V.

So, for the longest time I sat there and waited for her to wake up. Well, okay, it wasn’t that long, it was more like ten minutes, but for me, that’s way too long for my best friend to be knocked out. Then, when I least expected out, I saw her eyes flutter open. “Ray!” I shouted. I leaned down and pulled her in for a hug, but let go almost immediately.

“Sy!” She shouted back in a mocking tone, at least she tried to shout back, but it was more like a whisper. Then she did something that would have slightly annoyed me before, but now, I was just glad she was back to normal, she stuck her tongue out at me. Childish, I know, but I don’t want to be the one to tell her that, you can tell her if you want, though. Go ahead, be my guest. Just let me know how badly your wounds hurt  afterwards

“You’re awake!” I exclaimed.

“No, really?” She replied sarcastically, “I thought I was dead.” Then she playfully smacked my arm and tried to laugh, but instead she coughed and covered her mouth with her hand. When she moved her hand away from her face it was covered in dark red. Blood.

“You’re coughing blood!”

“I’m fine, lets just go. The kids are probably tearing their hair out from anxiety.”

“Since when do you use fancy words like ‘anxiety’?”

“Since my best friend had lost faith in me and thought I had died.” She said it as a joke, but the thing was, her words practically stabbed me. I hadn’t lost faith in her. I had helped her with her wounds, I had waited for her to wake up. I was worrying that she might not get up, but I didn’t dwell on that too much. Her not waking up wasn’t an option. I hadn’t lost faith in her, I hadn’t.

“Actually, I waited for you to wake up. If I lost faith in you I would have left you to be killed by that one cop whose nose I broke.”

“You know I was joking right?” I nodded at her and she smiled, but it was more of a grimace. “Alright then, let’s go find the others.” I nodded at her again and she gave me a lopsided smile. I have to admit, she looked quite funny, but I didn’t laugh.

I just stood up and held out my hand to her but she just brushed it aside and tried to stand on her own, but once she got to her feet she cried out and fell back to the ground. I held my hand out again, the only difference was, this time, she took it. When she stood up, I slung her arm across my shoulder and with that we turned around and made our way to the cave where the others were waiting for us.


This one is short, but that’s how it’s supposed to be. It’s meant to be a bit of a filler type of chapter. I’ll post again soon.

Fly on,

Eeman

I’m Not Special, I’m Different- Chapter Twelve

Okay, this chapter took me a while to write, because I had no clue whatsoever of what to put in it. This chapter isn’t really one of those super important ones, it’s more like the ones that kind of helps the story move along, instead of having sudden changes in the plot.


Chapter Twelve
Sy’s P.O.V.

I was about to get another guy on the ankle, when I saw Ray’s forcefield come down and her fall to the ground. I only just remembered, the bigger the wall, the shorter time period it lasts. Darn. Then I saw a man run up to her. Ugh, what was it going to take to get these morons to realize that we Bloods are just much more awesome than normal humans? It’s not that easy to kill us! I quickly came out of the shadows, I was getting a little tired, but I simply ignored the feeling, I stood behind the man and quietly whispered, “Boo. ”

The man suddenly jerked up as though he had been electrocuted. What was up with these people? The smallest things scare them.

“Guess what?” I whispered, “You never stood a chance against us.” Then I pulled my fist back and with all of my force, I smashed it into his face and I felt his nose break under the impact. Well, that’s that. I then looked around at all of these so-called police officers lying unconscious on the ground. Geez, how is it legal to call them police officers? They probably couldn’t fight their way out of a paper bag, much less catch criminals. But then suddenly I remembered that my best friend was also one of those people lying on the ground unconscious. Wow, what kind of a friend was I? Um, don’t answer that. I quickly ran up to Ray and saw that she had this huge gash across her cheek. One of the stupid bullets shot her! Why didn’t she say anything? She. Is. So. Stubborn.

I quickly tore off a sleeve from my shirt and pressed it up against her face to try and stop the bleeding, but it wasn’t really doing much. Her blood leaked through the clothes and started to stain my finger. After pressing the cloth to her face for about another fifteen minutes, I noticed that her blood flow was slowing down at bit, then after about another fifteen minutes, it completely stopped. Weird. Maybe she had some super healing powers or something. I slowly lowered the cloth from her face, the strange thing was, the gash was still there, but blood wasn’t dripping from it. If she hadn’t been breathing, I would have thought that she had bled to death. I then looked at her arms to see if she had gotten hurt, I was almost satisfied until I saw a crimson puddle underneath her leg. Blood. Not only did they get her cheek, they also got her leg! Stupid humans! Why must you make everything so difficult for us?! How on earth did I not notice that?!

I looked over at her leg and saw a small tear a bit below her knee. I pulled at it a bit to get the tear a little bigger. When it was big enough for me to see the wound, I looked over and almost freaked out. There was just a huge, gaping hole in her leg and her blood was spilling everywhere. I looked closer and noticed that there was actually no bullet there. She actually pulled the bullet out on her own. That must have been so painful! Why on earth would she do something so pathetic? Oh, whatever!

I then tore off my other sleeve, and pressed it up against the hole in her leg, and in the next thirty minutes, the same thing happened. The bleeding stopped, but the cut was still there, and there wasn’t even any scab or anything over it. Slowly her breathing started to go back to normal, but I still wasn’t satisfied. The kids were probably wondering where we were. They probably expected us to catch up with them in ten to fifteen minutes, but now it’s been over an hour. They were most likely sticking pins in Sy and Ray dolls, and by tomorrow they would be cursing our names from dusk till dawn.

By then, I was too tired of waiting, but I couldn’t do anything about that. I could have hoisted her over my shoulders, but if she found out I did that, she would murder me. She hates it when she seems weak, if she found out that I took her there, and she didn’t do anything, she would be angry. And trust me when I say this, you don’t want to see her angry, you literally see your life flash before your eyes. That’s something you only want to go through once. To heck with that! You probably wouldn’t even want to go through it even once! So I sat down beside her, and waited for her to wake up.


There you go, I didn’t really like this chapter much, but whatever. It’s kind of filler-y, therefore it is important. If you don’t like it, suggest what I can do to make it better. You can’t expect me to improve, if no one tells me what I’m doing wrong.

Fly on,

Eeman

I’m Not Special, I’m Different-Chapter Eleven

I actually don’t have that much to say, but I do think you’ll like this chapter. If you’re into fight scenes, then you definitely will. It did take a while to write it, because I was trying to make it realistic, but then thought, “Oh, what ever!” So obviously, I’m open to constructive criticism, so if you have anything that you think I should work on, let me know.


Chapter Eleven

Ray’s P.O.V.

I stepped out of the house expecting to be ambushed at any moment, but the funny thing was, I kept walking for a while, but nobody saw me, so I decided that I’d walk as far away as I could, so that they’d follow me. But my plan didn’t work out that well. After a few more steps, I heard someone shout, “THERE!” And I felt a bullet whiz past my ear. Oh thank God humans have bad aim!

Right when the bullet went past me, Sy shouted, “Hey! Watch it! You almost killed us!”

When he said that it took everything in me not to burst out laughing, instead I leaned back a bit, and whispered, “I think that’s kind of the point.” He smirked, but then I heard another bullet shoot and suddenly felt a hard impact behind me, and I fell to the ground. Sy had tackled me, he had saved my life. He took me down to the ground before the bullet killed me. Oh bless you child, um, I mean, bless you boy-older-than-me. Ugh, whatever. Then I shouted loud enough for them to hear me, “Can you stop shooting for a minute, we’ll come quietly. We aren’t stupid, we know that there’s no use fighting, you’ll get us in the end.” The shooting stopped. Wow, gullible humans.

“Put your hands up!” (A/N: very cliche, I know, but honestly, if you have a problem, build yourself a bridge, and get over it) I’m pretty sure you can guess who said that. So Sy and I did exactly that. We put our hands in the air. One of the cops came over to put handcuffs on us. Okay, that’s taking it a little far, don’t you think? Yeah, we thought so too, so we weren’t really going to let that happen. And these guys were incredibly dim if they thought we would.

Sy delivered a very well placed roundhouse kick to the man’s stomach and I grabbed his arm and chopped down on it. Hard. I swear I heard a bone break, when I looked, I was horrified by what I saw. Part of his bone was jutting out of his arm and a crimson puddle already started forming beneath him. Gross. Humans were like eggs, so fragile. Almost in five seconds, we were surrounded. Gosh, didn’t the humans know we had tricks up our own sleeves. I looked at Sy and he smirked at me, and within the next second I saw him kneel down and disappear, he turned into a shadow, but if you looked closely at the shadows on the ground, you could see one that didn’t actually belong to any visible human, not to mention the black knife in its hand. I’m so jealous, Sy has the coolest powers. And that thought cost me. I stood there for only a second, and I felt a hard something or other crash into me and knocking me to the ground. Some police officer thought he could tackle me like Sy did earlier. Um, how about no? I looked the man in the eye and laughed. I swear, the look on his face? Priceless. He was so confused, he probably thought I was crazy, I was being tackled to the ground, yet I was laughing.

Then, I pulled off one of my own moves. I concentrated for a moment. I felt the familiar feeling of warmth wrap around me, I felt that little pull, dragging me on. Then, at the edge of the dark tunnel, I saw a single light, and began making my way towards it. Then I felt the familiar sensation of having what felt like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over my head. This had been awful the first few times o did it, but now, I was used to it. When I opened my eyes again, I was on top of the guy who had tackled me earlier, I had went through him, and he was looking around like a dog shaking off water. Then I got up, lifted my foot off the ground and brought it down on his spine as hard as possible. I felt his bone shatter beneath my foot, and his body went limp under me. I might have killed him, I might not have. Either way, I didn’t care, at the moment, the only thing on my mind was getting back to Arrow. I couldn’t leave him.

After that little scene, I ran towards some trees but right then, I heard the familiar sound of a bullet slicing through the air, then suddenly I felt a horrible sting on my cheek. They had actually managed to hit me! Stupid guns! Humans don’t fight fair. No-good, dirty cheaters! I turned around and crashed into the man nearest to me, I hit him with such an impact that he immediately fell to the ground, and didn’t get up again. No, I didn’t kill this guy, I may be cold, abut I’m not heartless. (You know, except for that dude a little while ago, but come on! You know he deserved it) Next, I saw another man come towards me, so I used the minute it took for him to reach me to aim, when he finally reached me, I landed a roundhouse kick straight to his chest and felt a few of his ribs break.

Then I finally managed to make my way towards the trees and again I felt another bullet whiz past be, this time clipping my leg! Oh. My. God. They had gotten me on the leg, I couldn’t fight with one of my legs out of commission, so I put up a barrier right there to keep them away from me, but the bad part? I made a pretty big barrier, so it wouldn’t last long, it would be gone in about four minutes. Then I started looking all over the ground to see if I could find Sy, but the thing is, since te sun was beginning to go down, his shadow was beginning to blend in with all the others. But then, suddenly, I knew where he was, one of the men fell to the ground clutching his ankle, when I looked closer I saw blood seeping through his fingers. Sy has been using that small knife he made to hurt them so that they wouldn’t be able to walk. Brilliant! Then as Sy took them down one by one, I used that moment to get the bullet out of my leg. Thank God it hadn’t gotten deep or else there would be no way to get it out. Right now it was just on the surface, not even all of it was stuck in my leg, a part of it was sticking out, so I held it between my index finger and my thumb and pulled it out as hard as I could, ignoring the pain and the massive amounts of blood flowing from my leg. The funny thing about all of this was, they had no clue what was going on with Sy, they didn’t know that he could turn into a shadow, so they probably thought that he was invisible. I did feel a little guilty though, he was out there, fighting for his life, and here I was, doing nothing. What I didn’t really seem to notice was how tired I was getting. I didn’t notice it until it happened. I felt my walls go down, but before I could do anything, I saw a man run up to me, and then I blacked out, blood dripping from the gash on my cheek and my pants soaked from the wound on my leg. Oh no! Sy, help! 


Awesome, I love cliffhangers! They are the best! But I don’t know, some people don’t like them as much. If you’re one of those people, don’t worry too much, ‘Kay? I’ll try and post another chapter tomorrow, and if I’m in a good mood, I might actually even consider posting it later today. Let me know what you guys think.

Fly on,

Eeman

I’m Not Special, I’m Different-Chapter Ten

Okay, I know I haven’t posted in, like, forever, and I’m terribly sorry for that. I suck, I know😓. But whatever, here you go, after a very long wait, here is the next chapter! If you’re forgetting what happened last time, just scroll down a bit and check.


Chapter Ten

Ray’s P.O.V.

I gave Sy and angry look then turned back to look at the officers surrounding out house. From what it looked like, they were looking for some kinks in our armour, they were trying to find a way in without us noticing. Ah, poor, stupid humans. Little did they know that we already knew that they were out there, see I told you having animal ears was a huge advantage, they are incredibly useful. Sy and I can hear things from a mile away, yeah, we’re just that awesome. Okay, well, not him, he slapped me, I knew he meant well, but it hurt.

I turned around to look at my little family, Sy looked like he was just told that Poison ruined a flower again, in other words, he looked like he didn’t care, but he did. The kids, however, looked terrified, and I didn’t blame them, I had almost screamed. “Arrow, take the kids to that cave we found a few weeks after mom was taken. I want all of you to stay there, until we come and get you.”

“Wait, what? Where are you going. And what do you mean ‘we’? Who are you taking with you?” Poison asked me.

Sy looked at me, “I’m going with her,” he said. Thank god, I thought he wouldn’t want to come, and I wouldn’t be able to blame him if he didn’t. “We’re going to distract the cops, while you guys get away. Don’t worry about us, we can take care of ourselves. Just get to the cave.” Then all at once the kids started to object.

“No!”

“You can’t go!”

“You’ll get hurt!

“I’m coming with you!”

After hearing that last one, I immediately put a stop to it, “No! No one is coming! Arrow, you are taking the others to the cave, and that is my final word. Anyone have any objections? That was a rhetorical question, don’t answer it, just pretend you don’t have any. I said Sy is staying with me and the rest of you are leaving. Now listen, the second Sy and I step outside the door, we will be immediately surrounded, that’s your best chance to run. We’ll be going out from the front door, you run for the back. Piper, Pyro, I want the two of you to run, not fly, you might be seen, and we can’t have that happen. If they see you they could shoot you out of the sky, and let’s face it, that would be bad.” I looked at them, and they nodded, somewhat reluctantly. They still didn’t want to leave us. Well too bad, they didn’t have a choice. Like Sy said long ago, I’m in charge, I’m the leader. “Alright you guys, all of you get to the back door, time to go.”

I was about to turn around but Arrow grabbed my hand, “Be careful, I can’t lose you too.”

“When am I not careful? Don’t answer that. But I promise that I’ll try my best to came back to you.”

He shook his head, “No, not try. You have to come back.” There was a hint of desperation in his voice.

“I can’t promise that, buddy. But I can promise that I will try.” I said, leaning down to kiss the top of brother’s head. It’s been years since I’ve done that, it had felt kind of nice. “Bye.”

“See you later.” He replied with a sheepish smile. He was trying to tell me he wanted me to come back.

“Yeah, see you later.” And with that, I finally opened the front door, with Sy right behind me.


Alright, it’s short, but don’t worry, I will post again soon. Besides,I’m like his one. It ends with a cliffhanger, those are always great. Anyways, sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, but I didn’t really look over this one too well.

Fly on,

Eeman

I’m Not Special, I’m Different-Chapter Nine

I’m going to be honest, I don’t have that much of an excuse for not posting in a while. Well, I sort of do, these two guys in my class were making some fun if me about this, so I was planning on stopping, but two friends of mine talked me out of it. I’m not sure if I made the right decision or not, but I hope I did. So, the usual, if this is your first time coming, go to the “My Story” Tag, and scroll all the way to the bottom, or to whichever chapter you’re at. And that’s all I have to say. 


Chapter Nine

Sy’s P.O.V.

It’s been a while since they’ve been talking. I didn’t hear anything, except for the part when Ray screamed telling me to go away, even though it wasn’t me. Now I was sitting here, waiting to see what would happen. The kids weren’t even holding back, they were crying as though they had lost their mom, which I suppose they kind of did, I was wondering how Ray was doing, I knew how Arrow was doing. He showed me how he felt. He clearly told me to stay away from him and his sister, and I don’t really blame him. If I really didn’t want to hurt her I would have dragged her away from there before she could see too much, but I didn’t. I stood there and watched, not even thinking about how much worse it was for her and Arrow. If it was sad for me, it must’ve been simply heartbreaking for them. It was probably-

“Guys,” Ray. She’s out of her room. Arrow can work wonders. I looked up at her and almost jumped when I saw her. Her eyes were all red and puffy from crying. Whoa, she never cries, now I knew how much her mom meant to her, “Grab anything you think you might need. It has to be something you can carry. No cans, nothing is heavier than cans.”

Piper looked at her, “Why? Where are we going?”

“We’re leaving, sweetie. We can’t stay here, they’ll find us. They know we’re here, they’ll come for us, they’ll hurt us, they’ll-”

“Do you hear that?” I said, suddenly speaking up. She gave an a blank look, “I hear something. Listen.”

She tilted her head slightly, and I saw her eyes widen, then she whispered ever so quietly, “There’s someone out there. Outside the house.” When she said that, all of the kids looked as though their worst nightmares had been confirmed.

Ray and I looked at each other and shared the same look, already knowing what she was about to do, I dropped to the ground and crawled over to the window, with Ray next to me. We made our way to the window, moved the curtain a bit, than peaked out just from the corner, and then what we saw literally darkened my daylights for me. I looked over at Ray right when she opened her mouth to scream. Faster than I would have thought possible I covered her mouth with my hand, but you see, the thing is, I did it so fast I kind of slapped her. She just turned and glared at me, and I must say, I’m glad looks couldn’t kill, or else I would be dead. When I removed my hand, her face had a mark of a hand across her mouth. I looked at her guiltily and she just gave me such an angry look, rolled her eyes than turned back to the window to see the police officers surrounding our house.


Okay, so, it’s been a while, so it might take me a while to get back into the swing of things. In the mean time, what do you think?

Fly on,

Eeman