"Shards of Reality"
By Jinx&Jedi
Co-written with Jasson Knight
Chapter Six
Last period of the day...
Alex sighs, thinking of a few curses to describe
his occasional forgetfulness. Hed forgotten his workbook for his computer
class in here back during gym class.
Hes still getting the occasional lapses in both
his short and long term memory; something that bothers him greatly. Being
a telepath, he isnt used to forgetting stuff. Normally he could have
his psi effectively record a class, fall asleep, and remember it as if hed
been awake the whole time.
Zanaton had messed up his entire nervous system, by
possessing him for such a long time...
> CRASH <
Hes thrown hard against the hard locker door.
The mind-numbing force of the impact knocking the breath cruelly from his
lungs. He tries to reach out with his telekinesis to dive his assailants
away, but all he feels is a grinding headache like he was drawing a sheet
of sandpaper across his brain - just like the rough, cage-like vent in the
lockers surface as it grates across his now bleeding back.
He cant make out their faces, but their laughter
rips across his hearing.
Alex tries to curl up in a ball to protect his stomach,
but cries out in pain one of their boots finds his stomach.
Hes roughly hauled to feet by his hair, then his
ear is a wash of dizzying pain. A hand pauses in front of his face to show
him his bloody earring. Then it tosses the earring away and hes thrown
to the floor.
"HEY!! WHAT THE &^%$ ARE YOU DOING TO HIM!?" a
girls voice screams. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!"
Heavy boot-steps pound his head like jackhammers, as
his assailants flee from their discovery.
Alex lays there until he hears the heavy metal door
close and the sound of their shouts and boisterous laughter to fade.
He pushes himself into a kneeling position, blood dripping
onto the floor from his nose and lip. He tries to open his left eye, but
its swollen shut.
"Are you okay?" the young womans voice asks him
softly.
He hurts all over, so he lets himself side back down
onto the cool floor. Alex relishes the feel of the cool stone floor against
the welts across his cheek, easing the pain. "Im going to get your
friend," the girl tells him, getting to her feet hurriedly, "Ill be
right back!"
He listens to her footsteps fade into the distance,
then his telekinesis finally starts up and he shuts off the lights in the
locker room and lies there, alone.
Kento sighs and chews on the eraser at the end of his
pencil in frustration. All hed done was tell it like it was. And what
did he get for his honesty?
Detention.
A pretty blonde girl suddenly bolts into the room. Kento
raises an eyebrow. Is that the new girl Babes friends with?
Shes hurriedly telling the detention teacher
something. Kento pays only half attention as he goes back to writing sentences.
> "Please! I need him to come -!" - "This is the
detention room. Hes in here until..." - "One of his friends have been
beaten to a pulp!!!" - ".... who?..." - "Koma Alexander..." <
"WHAT!?" Kento roars, nearly tipping over the desk.
"WHERE IS HE?!"
Sharra swallows and points back down the hall. "Boys'
Locker Room."
Kento tears out of the room, bolting down the hallway
as fast as he can. Sharra curses and runs after him, sweeping her blonde
hair away from her face.
As Kento passes Sage, he bellows, "Alexs hurt!!"
Kento throws open the locker room door. In the murk, he can see the red head
curled up in a fetal position at the far end of the locker room.
"Alex!! Alex! ALEX!!" Kento screams as he falls to his
knees beside his friend. Then he takes a deep breath and forces himself to
calm down for his friends sake. "Can you hear me, Ogre?"
"Alex?" Sage calls, peering into the darkness. "Shit..."
Alexs school uniform is hanging in torn rags, stained thoroughly with
his own blood.
"Hey, Lex. You okay, Kid?" Kento nudges his shoulder
gently. "Alex!"
Kento pulls the unconscious teen onto his lap; gently
wiping the blood away from Alexs face, "Sage or Sharra, get me a wet
cloth."
Sharra takes off and returns a few minutes later with
a wet wash cloth. Kento dabs the wounds on Alexs face and his torn
ear, as Sage begins to feel Alexs wrist. He can feel the break easily.
"Shit." Sage breathes. "Ken, we gotta get him
to a hospital... Wait, hes not -!"
"SAGE!" Kento growls warningly.
Sharra blinks uncomprehendingly, "What? Hes not
what?"
"Nothing," both boys snap simultaneously.
Alex suddenly whimpers with pain as he begins to regain
consciousness.
"Take it easy, kiddo... Were gonna get you some
help..." Kento whispers, cradling Alex against his chest. The younger boy
shudders and begins to sob from the pain. "Sage..."
"Hes gone already," Sharra says, nodding at the
door. "He went to get a blanket from his car."
Kento nods, spotting a metallic glimmer a few feet away.
He picks up Alexs earring and wraps it up in his handkerchief.
"Kent-" Alex gasps, "Th-nk m gnna be s-ck!"
Sharra watches in amazement as the strongest kid in
school handles Alex with a gentleness she would have thought impossible for
someone so big. He rubs Alexs throat and chest, trying to ease the
pain thats turning the smaller boys stomach.
"Better?" Kento asks his softly.
"Hrrts..." Alex moans, his voice barely audible.
Sharra kneels in front of him. She was in the same music
class as he was, and she thought he was cute. "You really sounded good in
choir today," she whispers, "I just wanted you to know..."
Kento tries not to laugh at Alexs expression as
Sharra leans in and gently kisses him. Then Alexs eyes suddenly roll
into the back of his head as he passes out.
Sage runs in a moment later with a blanket. Within a
few more minutes, Sharra watches them pull out of the school parking lot
and turn in a direction that leads out of town; away from the nearest hospital.
"What are you guys hiding?" she asks softly, hugging
herself.
Alex didnt know how long hed been out,
or what exactly had happened. Why did he hurt? Where was he?
He moans in pain, and tries to roll away from the hands
that were gently undressing him. The hands dont halt their gentle but
rapid movents, gently removing his pants and school jacket.
"Alex, stop!" vhides a familiar voice softly. "Youll
reopen your wounds!"
"Nooooo... s-stop!" Alex moans, fighting his friends;
terrified that Mia or Rahne were someplace close by.
"Easy Ogre, its just us buddy... take it easy.."
Kento says softly, handing Sage a pair of sweat pants. "The ladies are outside,
if thats what youre worried about..."
Alex moans as Sage pulls the sweat pants over the minor
wounds on his legs. He nearly passes out in Kentos arms as Sage tries
to lift his T-shirt over his head.
"Damn," Kento curses as Alex got a bout of the dry heaves.
Sage lets go of the soft cloth. "Probably gonna need
to cut it off.."
Kento gets up from his place keeping Alex still; carefully
opening the door, making certain to stay as quiet as possible. "Hey Babes,
Mia, we need some help in here with him..."
Alex feels himself lifted a little, then the slightest
chilling touch of a knife blade against his bare skin. He knows its
either Rahne or Sage handling the knife. Mia was cradling his head against
him, and Kentos ample hands hold him tight.
"Eep!" Comes Rahnes soft gasp, then the sound
of the knife falling to the hardwood floor.
"HEY! Watch it!" Sage yelps, barely missing getting
the knife on his foot.
Alex cries out in pain as the loud sound cuts through
his head like a fiery band of bard wire being pulled taunt around his skull.
Then his stomach rebels viciously.
"Sorry... Hes sorry. Easy...." Kento murmurs,
smoothing the younger Ronins hair in an effort to comfort him as Alex
retches into a waste basket.
"Nice reflexes, Ken," Sage teases softly, moving to
support Alex.
"Yeah, and how many times did I do that for you, Mr
Perfect?" Kento retorts in perfect dead-pan humor. "I seem to remember quite
a few..."
Alex listens to the banter between the two for long
moments, before he realizes that its a distraction.
"Owie..." a young voice squeaks softly, followed by
Cyes voice shushing the child. Everyone else has come into the room.
"What?" Alex asks nervously.
Alex doesnt receive an answer as the Ronin stare
in horror at a message burnt across Alexs back.
"WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE, RONIN. "
Late that evening; Ryo watches Anubiss son
sleep. Even though the clock reads 11:00pm; Wildfire finds that sleep evades
him.
Alex had probably been targeted because he had no armor
to warn him of their identity. That not only bothers him greatly, but the
fact hes going to have to force Alex to take on a responsibility he
wasnt ready for.
Ryo uncurls his fist, and stares at the golden power
crystal in his hand. While wearing this armor, Anubis had been both their
greatest enemy and ally. Kayura had worn it until they had discovered that
Alex was alive.
Was Alex ready to accept the responsibility of being
the next bearer of the Armor of Loyalty?
White Blaze rumbles softly and nuzzles Ryos hand;
as if encouraging him. He reaches over and strokes White Blazes
large head, taking comfort in his presence.
In the dim, pinkish-gold light from the multi-colored
lights washing through the frost covered window from the Christmas lights
outside, Ryo could see the little ball of fluff Kento had got Alex for Christmas.
The small charcoal gray, calico kitten snuggles against Alexs chin,
her little nose tucked under gray and gold tail.
"Be sure to move her, White Blaze, if Alex transforms
in his sleep," Ryo reminds the tiger softly.
White Blaze rumbles softly and proceeds to lift the
kitten by the scruff of the neck and puts her down beside him. The kitten
mews softly in protest before settling down beside the tiger.
Ryo tries not to laugh at the ludicrous size difference
between tiger and domestic kitten and fails; however all that comes out is
a pained chuckle.
Taking a deep breath, the Warrior of Virtue slips the
orb into the red-heads pale, bandage shrouded hand.
A bright golden kanji briefly flares on Alexs
forehead like a small sun.
"...loyalty..." Alex mutters before falling into a deep
sleep, from which Ryo already knew, would be impossible to wake him from.
The deed complete, Ryo lays down on his bed and stares
out his window. He wishes his sister was here, so he could have someone he
could talk to.
However, Rahne had left with Rowen after dinner for
the mountains to learn how to summon her full armor and use her special attack.
With a sigh, Ryo rolls away from the window. Before
he too falls asleep, he reaches for his sisters mind across the distance.
I love you, Sis, Wildfire whispers to its armor
twin in a breath as hot as the belly of a volcano.
In response, like a perfectly equal breath of pure cold
as bitter as his is hot, comes the sensation of someone squeezing his hand.
I love you too, Brother.
Ryo of Wildfire reaches out and holds his hand outstretched,
not surprised in the least to feel the sensation of his sisters cool
hand in his.
Someplace else...
A child huddles in her cell, listening to the other
prisoners screams and cries. After every attack, the dungeon swarmed
with captured humans or Dessanins. She knows the most of them will never
live to see the light of day ever again.
She brushes a strand of filthy hair away from her too
thin, dirt streaked face; trying not to cry. Tears hadnt gotten her
anything but a beating since shed been captured.
A cruel smile touches her thin lips. One day her mother
and father would find her and the people who were doing this to her would
die.
Morgan, the only daughter of the Warlord of Cruelty,
keeps smiling, but the tears start to fall down her cheeks. Someday, when
she got strong enough, no one would ever be able to beat her again...
End Chapter Six