KeyOfVentus

all but diamond dust...

**Note Okay, so before I put chapter seven, I'm going to slow down, cause now I've caught up to what I've already written, and this whole weekend instead of legitimately working on it, I've been watching the fourth season of Digimon, which is actually a really good one, but still, I haven't even started chapter 8, so if you're keeping up day by day, please be patient** Chapter 7: The Middle Mrs. Gonzalez was forced to wait for the next day to hear my lesson. It went well. I can’t say I wasn’t nervous. Lucy, on the other hand, seemed to be very clingy lately. Every time I was with Jane, she just had to be there. If Jane and I were sitting next to each other at lunch and laughing, Lucy would decide it was the perfect time to shove some food into my face. I can’t say I understood it, but I was fine with it. We hadn’t talked about the kiss, and she didn’t seem to want to. Lucy always was a bit out there, and Jane had appeared out of nowhere and we’d become fast friends, which didn’t help the awkward feeling that was between us. It was almost a silent pact we’d made not to even try and talk about it. I will say, I ended up walking Jane home almost everyday I didn’t have clubs, and when I did have clubs, she would join each and every one of them. Finally I ended up asking for just a little space, but even then I ended up thinking about her. She was fun, pretty, smart, and I couldn’t stop thinking about her. One day in particular they seemed to be going at it, like there was just a perfect hatred of each other written into their DNA. Of course, I was right there, stuck in the middle, their fights always involved me having to choose a side, which sucked. Lucy put her hands on her waist, “Well, I’m just saying, it’s something Noah and I do all the time! It’s our thing! YOU, shouldn’t be involved.” Jane stood up, “You’re making it sound wrong! It’s not like I was to steal him from you, it’ll just be the three of us!” “You’re not doing it with us!” Lucy shouted, their voices were getting too high. I looked around, who knew they could take people watching at the mall every other Saturday sound so…I’m going to say sexual…cause that’s definitely how our passing classmates were taking it. I stood up and put my hand on Lucy’s shoulder, “Calm down.” I said in a low voice, “Are you really not okay with her going?” Lucy brushed off my hand, she looked at her feet, “Do whatever you want with her on Saturday, I have to do stuff.” She turned and walked purposefully away, just as she was about to turn a corner, I saw her break into a run. Jane looked confused and annoyed, “Sheesh, Why do you hang out with that girl? She’s so…What’s the word? Annoying, loud, confusing, bitchy.” She seemed satisfied with her list. We started walking to class, since lunch was almost over. I turned to her, “She and I have been friends since second grade, it’s not too easy to just not hang out with her. She’s fun, exciting, smart, pret,” I stopped myself, “proud. She’s also interesting and,” “I get it.” Jane interrupted, I looked at her, she had a smile on her face, well, more of a smirk. We entered the classroom, where a bunch of people had had the same idea, screw the rules, we’re wandering around at lunch time. “What?” No honestly, I was confused. “You so like her…” Jane sneered. I felt my face getting red as I took my seat, “Yea, okay. And my mother is on of those Pink Elephants from Dumbo.” “I wouldn’t know, you never let me come to your house.” “Well, that’s because…renovations…” “And last week it was because of mice, and the week before your whole family had Swine Flu. Get a good story and stick with it buddy.” “I’m trying.” We both started laughing. I looked out the window, it was closed, which seemed to depress me, but it was also winter, so people would get pissed if I opened it. “Thinking about the wind again?” Jane asked sincerely. “Yea, it’s just weird…” I shook my head, “Whatever.” I’d told Jane and Lucy about how I felt different in open air, and how if the window was just open, without even a breeze, though it helped, I would just be so much more aware and studious. The bell rang, Jane and I moved to our actual seats, and I waited for Lucy to walk in. Our teacher, Mr. Warring, was asleep. I nudged Jane, “I’m gonna go find Lucy, make an excuse for us if the old guy wakes up.” She let out a laugh, “Like he’d wake up, we haven’t had an English class since I got here.” I smiled, and snuck out of the room. I walked around the halls, it was a one story school, so there weren’t too many places for a person to hide. But over the course of the period I couldn’t find her anywhere. That’s when I returned to class. She wasn’t there either. I spent the rest of the day wondering where the heck she was, until she appeared in the next class we had together, which was Mrs. Layland’s Advance Math class, also the only class I had that Jane wasn’t in. I leaned over to Lucy, “Hey…Are you okay?” She mumbled, “Shut up, I’m trying to take notes here.” I whispered back, “Can you stop with the unnecessary mood swings already?” She stood up and pounded her desk, “Can YOU stop being such and idiot already?” There was a silence in the class, we both looked around and she turned red. She then picked up her bag and walked off to another open desk on the other side of the room, without acknowledging Mrs. Layland who was staring at us both in turn. I sighed, I wasn’t getting out of the middle any time soon.

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Chapter 6: Here I go Again I couldn’t concentrate on school Monday. I was too worried about giving my report that Friday. I knew the cloaked girl would be there. I just had to figure out who she was and I could stop everything dead in its tracks. Whatever was going on, I didn’t like it. Lucy had spent the entire weekend at my house, but the back problems I’d developed by sleeping on the hid-a-bed couch and the problem of what me and Lucy were going to do about the kiss weren’t as serious as this. We hadn’t even mentioned it since it happened, we just continued on like it had never happened. I continually thought about the cloaked girl to the point that within two days it became an obsession. What had she called me? A Hec? What does that even mean? I tried to do a search on it, but I couldn’t find anything. There was absolutely nothing on the internet about Hecs. Nothing, that’s what I had, that’s what I knew, and that’s all I was going to have until I could talk to her again. The week went by slowly, I’d hang out with Lucy every day, and unless you were in my head, everything seemed back to normal. But there were just these random times when things were definitely different. I realized that everything was better when there was a breeze, or if I was out in the open air. If we played football in the gym, I’d suck. If we played it outside, I’d be able to win the Super Bowl on my own. If the window was closed and I hadn’t studied, I’d fail every test, but if the window was open, I hadn’t studied, didn’t sleep for two days, and had a monkey on my shoulder, I’d be able to ace the hardest of tests. The wind was my friend, that’s one thing I figured out on my own. By Friday it felt as if I’d spent three weeks on that stupid paper when it’d only been one. Before Mrs. Gonzalez called me up to give it, she did what I’d wanted her to do all week, introduced a new student, better yet, it was a girl. She stood in front of the class, it was a very Japanese way to introduce a student, but I kinda liked it. It’s better than trying to look over heads to see someone who’s too timid to stand up, all they do is wave like a scared child. I get to get a good look at the new ones this way. Mrs. Gonzalez stood in front of the class, “Okay so before we begin we have a new student,” that was when I really started to pay attention, “Come on in dear.” In walked a girl, with blonde hair, pasty white skin and a smile. I’ll be honest, I forgot about any cloaked girl, or weird things as soon as I saw her. In fact, I forgot where I was for a second. She was gorgeous, I couldn’t move my eyes, even though in the back of my head I was screaming at myself to do just that. She shuffled on her feet, her smile turned into a bit of a nervous twitch, which, I’ll admit, was really cute. Her eyes were a bark-deep blue, they almost looked purple. Her ears and nose were small, and she had some freckles all around the bridge of her nose and her cheeks. There was no way someone so…well, there was no way she could be the cloaked girl, not a chance in hell. She looked to me and smiled, “I read about you!” she pointed directly at me, “That was so brave! Are you okay?” I smiled but before I could say anything Lucy tapped on the girl’s shoulder, “You’re supposed to be introducing yourself, not fawning over him, you can do that later.” My eyebrow went up, Lucy smiled at me. I got the feeling I was going to dye a painful death if she ever caught me close to this girl. The girl looked from Lucy to me, “Sorry, you’re right.” She went back to the front of the class, and smiled, it showed newfound confidence, “My name is Jane Goodwin, my family moved here from Florida.” She turned to Mrs. Gonzalez, “That’s all.” Mrs. Gonzalez raised an eyebrow, “Really? That’s all you’d like to say?” Jane turned her head, “Can I sit next to him?” she pointed at me, “He seems to be the most interesting person here.” I heard Lucy mumble, “You’re just interested in him, doesn’t make him interesting…” Mrs. Gonzalez held out her hand, “Can I look at your schedule,” after receiving it, she looked to me, “And yours?” I took it out of my bag, it was still the beginning of the school year technically, even though it was almost December, and handed it to her, still wincing slightly as I stood up. She looked at them, “Huh…they’re identical…how did you guess that?” She asked, looking to Jane. Jane smiled and shrugged, “Women’s intuition?” Mrs. Gonzalez turned to me again, “Are you okay with showing her around, making sure she doesn’t get lost, and everything else she needs to get used to this school?” I shrugged, ignoring Lucy’s inevitable death stare, “Sure, I don’t mind.” Jane seemed overjoyed at my acceptance of her idea, and took an empty desk next to me, then pulled it over so it was right next to me. She was subtle about it, but everything was in her eyes. Mrs. Gonzalez seemed to smirk a bit, but also seemed utterly annoyed at her decision. She turned to the clock, “We should have just enough time for Noah to read his paper!” she sounded too cheerful when she said it. I slowly got up, Jane, along with most of the class, looked confused. Lucy, on the other hand, looked expectant. It felt like she’d written the paper with me and made sure it was the best thing she’d ever done. I looked at the small packet in my hands, it was about ten pages thin. I looked at Mrs. Gonzalez out of the corner of my eye, she smiled expectedly. Then I realized it was just the beginning of class, and she didn’t have the normal lesson plan on her desk, I sighed and started to talk. I explained to them about the reason as to why I’d be teaching them, and in the end, I threw the paper over my shoulder, I knew it by heart. I’d read it over so many times it could be considered a sin. I grabbed a marked and turned my body toward the whiteboard, while my head was still facing my class, “So! In the end, she told me how we’d be starting on Greek Gods, and gave me the assignment of doing the lesson for Hecate.” I put my finger to my forehead and scratched it, “Where to start?” I wrote her name on the white board, and was about to open my mouth when the bell rang unexpectedly. We all shuffled out of the class room. Jane stuck to me like there was glue between us, we all filed outside and waited, fire trucks came. We still waited, nothing happened, but we waited. The wires for the fire alarm had malfunctioned, we were stranded outside for about half an hour.

Chapter 5: If You Only Knew My hand reached out for the handle, it felt warm. Warmer than it should have been. I opened it slowly, cautiously. I didn’t know what was on the other side, just a hunch. I couldn’t imagine them knowing where I lived. The dream had freaked me out enough, I didn’t need it coming true. But sure enough, it had. The girl was standing, right outside my door, smiling, “Hello Noah!” Her voice was the normal ghostly tone, but with some sarcastic cheerfulness thrown in there, “Did you like the messages? I’ve come to recruit you. You ready?” “No…” I was stern in voice and appearance. I was positive of that. The only thing my sternness didn’t cover, was my heart. “What do you mean no? You’re a Hec. You should know that already. I mean, what have you been doing this whole time?” “Trying to figure you your messages, trying to repair my life, and trying to stay away from freaks who want to recruit me.” My fists were clenched. I stared at her intently, all I could see was the pallid skin around her mouth, and an evil smile. “Oh please, I’m the only one? Guess the other’s haven’t caught on about your Awakening. Oh well, I still want to know what class you’re in, so I’ll leave you be.” She turned to walk away. That was it? Did she realize it was useless? No. that couldn’t have been it. No one who had been able to infiltrate my dreams and came to ‘recruit me’ would give up. I’d bee seeing more of her. “What’s your name?” I yelled at her back. She turned slowly, “You’ll know it when you hear it!” “That’s not an answer!” “I’m looking forward to your paper for Mrs. Gonzalez’s class!” as she said that she turned back away and continued to walk, I was tempted to follow, but I couldn’t move. I just stood there, and watched her walk down the street. I turned away and went back upstairs. Only to find Lucy asleep on my bed, “How long was I down there?” I looked around and found a note, Noah, My mother already knows I’m sleeping here, so does yours. I’m just gonna sleep here, you can take the couch. Have a good night! Love, Lucy I read it and smiled a bit, she always did have some nerve. I grabbed a blanket and sat down on my chair, turned on a video game, and plugged in some head phones. I played for about an hour, beat a record or two, then fell asleep. I dreamt of what looked like a battle field. I saw the girl in the cloak, but when I looked at her hands I did a double-take. Her hands were on fire. Seriously, no joke, they were on-firetrucking-fire. Lit up, burning, torched, but she still had that ghostly smile on her face. She was staring at me, and I was staring at her. I seemed to have something in my hands as well. I looked down and saw swirling wind. I jumped and screamed at the same time. Just then she threw a fireball at me, and I was torn between frozen in place, and running for my life. So I fell. I just fell to the ground. It probably looked like my legs just couldn’t hold my weight anymore, but it worked. I jumped back up right after the fireball went past. I copied her and did a sort of baseball-pitching movement. And a ball of wind catapulted from my right hand. I flew right at her, she dodged it with little effort, and her smile widened. She clapped and the flames erupted, turning into a sword. She ran towards me. I tried to do the same thing, but nothing happened, I jumped out of the way of her swing and managed to hit her with a ball of wind. I woke with a jolt after feeling as if I was falling. I looked around, everything was as I’d left it. I turned off the system and went downstairs, to sleep for the night. As I walked past my bed, I saw Lucy smiling as she slept, “Must be a good dream.” I whispered. I pulled the blanket that was still on my bed over her and left the room. I walked downstairs to see Maya standing in front of the fridge, “Isn’t it a bit late to be pigging out?” She pulled her head out, “Doubtful, it’s never too late to eat.” I shrugged, “Guess you’ve got a point there.” I walked over and looked in, “Grab me that soda?” She reached in, then produced the soda, “Why can’t you ever get anything for yourself?” “Hey,” I snatched it from her hand, “I just did like five or six hours ago.” I started to walk away, “So what project were you doing where you needed Lucy’s help but not mine?” “Fixing your social life you reckless idiot.” She passed me with a bottle of green tea and a bowl of Goldfish in her hands. I stopped and smiled, “Thanks kiddo.” She turned, “Just don’t make a habit out of it, I don’t have the time to fix all of your mistakes.” “Okay then.” I put the soda o the table, tore the cushions off the couch and turned it into a queen sized bed. I jumped on and fell asleep instantly under the extra blanket I’d taken from my room. **Note; Again, thanks for the positive feedback, and please read " firetrucking " and the f-bomb if you see it, I didn't realized the site censored it, but what can you do right? **

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Chapter 4: Sign So I decided to write my paper, or at least research for it that night at home. My window was open, and there was a nice breeze, which made me feel awake and alert for some reason. I pulled up some random searches, keywords like “Hecate”, “Greek Gods”, and “Olympian Gods” were all used. Finally I tried searching “Magic” and this weird pop-up appeared on my computer. “Have you realized yet?” it said, I tried to close it, thinking it was just some spam, but it wouldn’t go. There was a space to type back, so I did, “Realize what?” Just as suddenly as it had come up, it showed a message, “You are not yet ready…” and disappeared. I must’ve sat there, staring at where the message was for a long time, cause I couldn’t think of what that was. I wasn’t yet ready? The hell does that mean? I shrugged, “Whatever, probably just some stupid virus, better run a system check.” I mumbled to myself and saved everything on a flash drive. I got up and got something to drink. As I returned to the stairs there was a knock on the door. I reached out to open it, but Maya rushed over and cut me off, “It’s for me, you can go away now.” I, naturally, was intrigued by this, “Oh?” I put down the can of soda I’d gotten and pushed her out of the way. I opened the door to see Lucy standing there. “Noah?” she seemed surprised to see me. “I live here remember?” I said in a disinterested tone. “Yea, I mean…Maya told me you weren’t going to be home tonight.” “I decided to start my paper, remember?” “…right…” Suddenly a cool wind came in, they shivered, I thought it was the best thing ever. I definitely looked weird by their expressions, “What was that?” “It felt good, it wasn’t too warm or too cold, it was perfect.” “Noah, it’s November and it’s forty degrees outside, that was freezing.” “Hm…guess I didn’t realize.” I retreated back upstairs, only to have knock on my door a couple of hours later. I opened it and was tackled. Lucy had her head dug into my chest, “Thank God you’re okay.” I didn’t know what to say, “Delayed reaction much?” We stood up but she was still really close. She turned her head, “I was feeling too guilty to look you in the eye before. I just couldn’t forgive myself for letting you take that hit.” I pushed her away, “That’s no reason to feel guilty.” “Yes it is!” she shouted, interrupting me, “It was MY fault! I should have been more aware! I shouldn’t have let you take that for me!” I put my hands on her shoulders, “Look, it was my decision, I just didn’t move fast enough.” “You saved my life! That car would have,” I pulled her into a hug. “Would you just shut up and let me talk? I saw the car, you didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I had let it hit someone in that position, never mind if it was you.” She turned red, “What…What do you mean by that?” I stepped back, talking fast, “Absolutely nothing.” She walked up, and kissed me, then pulled me into a hug again, burying her head in my shoulder, “You’re so bad at making people feel better…” she said in a low tone, but I could hear the appreciation in her voice. “Sorry.” I paused, “Can I sit down now?” She seemed to just realize what she’d done not ten seconds ago, “Oh!” She jumped away and tripped, landing on my bed. I struggled over, still in a bit of pain, which she had also forgotten to watch out for. “So…why are you really here?” I asked as I sat down on my bed, next to her. She rolled over and put her head on my lap, she’d said before that I made a good pillow, “Maya wanted help with a project, I was very hesitant, but I can’t say no to that kid.” I mumbled, “Yea, no one can…little twerp.” Lucy took hold of my face, “Stop that! She’s your sister!” “And she’s annoying!” Suddenly there was another knock on the door. I heard Maya call, “Noah! You gonna get that? You seem to be really into opening doors today!” I looked to Lucy, who sat up, “See?” I stood up and left my room, walking down the stairs slowly, to try to see who was there, all I could see was the top of a hood. I was suddenly hit with instant déjà vu. I turned to Lucy, “Wait in my room, I won’t be long.” She hesitated, then nodded and went back into my room. I turned, swallowed, and finished my walk down the stairs. I reached out slowly to open the door.

Chapter 3: Awake and Alive My waking was met with tears, hugs, and promises to shelter me from society all together, and all just from my mother. I had broken all but one of my ribs, which my mother had forgotten in her attempt to hug me, my right leg and sprained my left arm. Breathing was hard, but it wasn’t impossible. I’d apparently had to have surgery to fix some complicated junk about internal bleeding or something like that. “Noah Chase, age 15,” my doctor read, I nodded, slightly, to confirm it. He continued to tell me exactly what had happened and what my injuries were. It only took an hour for things to settle down. My mother wouldn’t leave my side, no matter how many times I tried to tell her to give me some space. I never was good with just accepting people’s help. When she did finally leave my side, four hours later, to get me something to drink, it came as a nice break, even if it didn’t last. I watched tv, a lot of it. I had forgotten in my days at school how crappy daytime television is. I stayed at the hospital for about two weeks, just to make sure everything went well. My mother had to work, so most of the time I was alone. The second day I was there, I got some gifts from my class mates, I didn’t realize people still did that when they’re in high school, seeing as people in general suck, but it was a nice surprise. I have to admit though, I was a little depressed that Lucy didn’t send anything, or even visit me at all while I was in there. First I thought she might have just wanted to wait ‘till things died down, then I wondered if she was okay. I messaged her as soon as I got my hands on an electronic device that could use wifi. She send one response, “Yea, I’m fine” and that was it. When I got out of the hospital they gave me a pair of crutches, I spent a while hobbling around on them just to get the feel. I couldn’t go up stairs really well, so I slept on the couch. I still wasn’t allowed back to school, but it made it easier for me to get comfortable. I spent my days watching anime and movie/video game reviews on the internet. Ah productivity, how I laugh in your face. Honestly, it was more enjoyable than watching soap operas and confrontation shows, which were the only channels available in the hospital, don’t judge. I hobbled into school for the first time in about a month, I had gotten there early, like normal, it’s not too bad, the only problem was the heat, which is always cranked up to the max, even in the summer. I hobbled around for a bit and came to Mrs. Gonzalez’s room. I tried to open the door, but eventually gave up and just stood next to it for a while. Finally somebody came who was in the class and noticed me leaning against the wall holding my crutches, unfortunately that person was Lucy. I smiled and managed a wave without dropping a crutch, but she looked terrible. As if she hadn’t gotten any sleep since I’d been hit. She opened the door and looked at her feet, not making eye contact with me as much as she could manage. I went into the room and sat down at my desk, she put her bag down next to the desk directly next to mine, which was her seat, “See ya,” her voice was distant, almost nonexistent. I wanted to follow her and go with her, but it wasn’t able to. I glared at my cast, and then felt the bandages still around my waist. I was helpless, trapped. She only returned only a couple of seconds before class had started, I’d been engulfed in a circle of admirers, but everyone fell silent as soon as they heard the door open and she walked in. I’m guessing some had expected her to run into my arms and praise me like I was some king or something. Some made a path leading to my desk, but she walked around and just slumped into her own desk, hiding her face by looking out the window. Some of the group looked from me to her, wondering what had happened, until I smiled and suggested everyone go back to their seats. The day went by increasingly slowly. It was like time had decided to torture me in the cruelest way it knew how, stick me in the hottest building known to man with a cast on my leg and make it last forever. I finally managed to get to lunch, which, even though it was hot, meant food. I hobbled in about five minutes before everyone else, Lucy had been designated to carry my books, lucky her. She went up to the counter for me after I gave her my money and bout both of our lunches, and sat down quietly next to me, staring at her food. I had finally had enough of the avoidance and silence, “Okay, what’s with you?” I asked as I stuffed a sugar cookie down my throat. “Nothing.” She said, almost silently again. I tried again, “No really, there has to be something, you’re never this quiet. Speak up or something, you’re freaking me out.” She closed her eyes, “Sorry.” “And enough of the one word answers! Talk normally like you norm-“ “It’s nothing. I’ll be back before the period’s over to pick up your stuff.” With that she picked up her tray and walked out of the cafeteria. The rest of the week was like that. By the time I got my cast off, it was almost like Lucy and I just weren’t hanging out anymore. I’m sure it looked to others that I’d yelled at her about it, that I blamed her for it, but that wasn’t it at all. She was acting weird of her own accord. I needed to figure out why she was acting so weird.

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Thanks for the positive feedback so far, here's chapter 2 Chapter 2: Dreams I was hanging out with Lucy, I told a joke, we laughed a bit, normal. But then she got really shy. It’s not normal for her. Anyway, after a bit, she leaned really close to me, and I’d realize she wasn’t shy, but scared. Something was scaring her, but I had no idea what it was. I put my arm around her shoulder, in an attempt to comfort her. I tried to ask, “What’s going on?” but she wouldn’t respond. Then we came upon someone in the distance. You couldn’t tell the figure’s gender, just that is was a human. Lucy looked at it and was terrified, “It’s her. She’s the one…” I pulled her aside, “What are you talking about? Who is that, why are you so scared?” She looked at me, confused, “You…you don’t remember? Noah how can you be so dense to not remember?” I looked her in the eyes and saw just how scared she really was. I hugged her, “It’s okay, we’ll turn back, or you can just stay here, I’ll take care of everything.” I walked away before she could protest. Suddenly I was face to face with a girl, well, as face to face as you could get to a person with a hood covering her face. I could only see her mouth, and only knew it was a girl because of what Lucy had said. “Who are you?” I asked, trying to sound in control. “Who do you think I am?” she asked, ghostly, as if she were just and empty shell, much less an actual person. “I think you’re someone who’s bothering my friend, I’d appreciate it if you went away.” “If I’m correct, you’re the one who confronted me first, your ‘friend’ should be more cautious about who she picks a fight with.” “What do you mean by that? When did Lucy pick a fight with you?” “She has in the past, now I have the power to win our ever-lasting struggle.” “Okay freak, I’m going to ask one more time,” I was starting to get frustrated, “Please stop threatening her…that’s the last warning you’ll get.” Normally I wouldn’t threaten a girl, but this one…she felt, different. She felt, either less than or more than human, like she was of a different breed. Her skin, or what I could see of it, was full of pallor, it sent a chill up my spine. “Well, you’re full of contradictions aren’t you Noah? First you call me a freak, then you ask nicely, then you threaten me…catch me up, which one is it? Are you still holding onto your humanity? That’s funny! You’re more than they are. You must know it.” “What are you talking about? More than them? What does that even mean you freak!” She started to dissipate, “Let’s see how much of a freak I am after realize who you are.” She smiled and disappeared. I felt a sudden pain, in my throat and chest, I started screaming in pain. I writhed around and tried to find out where the pain was coming from. I opened my eyes, tears had started to run down my face, “He’s awake!” I heard. Doctors and nurses rushed around me. One of them told me to hand on, he pulled a tube out of my mouth. I started to choke but could finally breath. I was still in a panic though. I couldn’t say anything, and the group was trying to calm me down. I could only barely see past them, my mother, father, and sister were standing against the back wall. My mother was crying on my father’s shoulder and Maya looked terrified. Seeing them calmed me down just enough, I laid back onto the bed, and breathed heavily.

Foreward: So I've been writing various Chapter Stories (can't be called books, haven't been published, even though I'd like to try and get them published at one point) for about two years now. I honestly haven't been too satisfied with most of my work, but also realized that it may be because I've never let anyone read any of them. So I've decided to put one here for all of you to read. Warning, I've decided to use strong language if I remember to, or when I feel it's what I would use, which is why I decided to put the PG14+ thing in the title, cause just in case it takes that turn, I don't want it removed. Now this isn't Kingdom Hearts related, cause it isn't a Fan Fic, it's an actual original story. I'm currently working on the sixth chapter, and hope to add one every day until I post it's pre-determined end, which I already know. Some of the chapters don't yet have titles, cause I wanted the titles to all be songs off my ipod, and have yet to go through them to find a chapter title to correspond with each chapter. I would like anyone who reads this to comment and give feed back on what you think I may be doing right or wrong. Just because it's a pre-determined end, doesn't mean I can't change anything. This is the one that I wanted to do right, and I'm hoping all of you will help me with this. Origins of The Wind Chapter 1: Days Everything in life goes in a sequential order, I should have known it would be a bad day when that sequence started with me finding the cat in the washing machine. Well, it started, as I said, with me opening the washing machine door to find my little sister Maya’s cat, Neko, inside. He was fine, my clothes, not so much. I had to take everything out, even Neko’s little…”present” and then throw everything back in. As a result, I was late for school. I ran into first period and slid, falling onto my ass, into the teacher, and systematically into the principal’s office. I sat there, watching the desk, as he looked from the complaint, to my file, to me, then repeated it about half a dozen times. Finally he spoke, “Why are you here?” “Ask Mrs. ‘I don’t know what Look Out means’. I slipped, and accidentally slid into her. Sure, I was running, but I was late, you expect me to calmly walk into the school and sit down?” “Yes…I do.” “So? What’s wrong with some exercise in the morning?” He glared at me, “I expect you to not use sarcasm, young man.” “Right. Can I go now? This is really counter-productive.” I told him, looking blatantly not interested. He seemed to smile, a rare sight for our principal, “How so?” I smiled warmly, “Well, if you would sir, follow this logic. I was sent here cause I was late, therefore I was sent here for missing my classes. But if I’m here…I’m missing my classes, so how does this help at all?” He nodded. What did that mean? Was I in the clear? Was I in deeper shit? What? Help me out here? Had I just dug my own grave six feet deep being lowered into it by my loved ones? He finally spoke, after what had seemed like forever, “You may go,” I must’ve just sat there for a while, cause this time there was a recognizable smile, “I’m serious…you may go.” I stood up slowly, “Th…Thank you sir…” I slowly walked out of his office and back to class. I walked in and my teacher, Mrs. Gonzalez, glared at me with a burning intensity that told me I was close to death. I took my seat and she stood up. Walking slowly to my desk, I could see her plan, slowly, but perfectly. The gears turned in her head like clockwork. I swallowed hard, ready for some abuse, but instead she slapped a piece of paper on my desk, “Get to work, Mr. Chase.” I raised an eyebrow, and her nostrils flared. “Yes, ma’am.” I said calmly, pulling out a pen from my bag. Upon finishing the first side, I flipped it over and saw a note, “See me after school.” It was a simple demand, but as I looked up, her eyes met with mine, and I was honestly scared of her for the first time in my life. What was she going to do to me? What kind of punishment was legal in her eyes? I nodded and she lowered her eyes. So, I passed through the day quietly, small things going wrong. 60 on a physics test, fine. Detention for trying to help another classmate, why not? Lunch lady drops my sandwich, picks it up, and throws it onto my tray, excellence. There was only a small bit of relief at the end of the day; my favorite teacher, and also the toughest I had; Mrs. Layland decided to give us the day off, which would never happen again, so we enjoyed it. I put my head down and thought about the note Mrs. Gonzalez had given me. I had told my other teacher I was already in trouble with Mrs. Gonzalez, so he let me go without the detention out of pity. Everyone was afraid of her, which was why I was surprised my principle hadn’t punished me. It was like he already knew I was doomed. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder, “Hey, Noah, are you awake?” asked a kind, sweet voice. I raised my head to see a girl, about average height, with shorter brown hair, and light brown eyes. If you asked her, they were “Hazel” but it’s the same freaking thing. “Hm?” I asked, pretending to be asleep, “Hey Lucy…Guess I am now.” I faked a stretch and she smiled. “So, what are you gonna do? I mean, even thinking about Mrs. Gonzalez gives me the creeps. I can’t imagine what it’s like having her mad at you.” Her face was full of worry. I smiled, the kind of fake smile everyone uses to reassure people that they’re fine, “It’ll be okay, I have to meet her after school though, so if I’m not here tomorrow,” I leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “Call the cops…” She hit my arm, “That’s not funny Noah, really.” The concern was sincere. “I know,” I lowered my eyes, “Things just haven’t been going my way today, next thing I know I’ll be getting hit by a car or something…” “Noah-” but the bell cut her off, she turned to it and then back to me, “Good luck…” I nodded and walked past, throwing my bag over my shoulder. I walked slowly through the halls; everyone seemed to be heading away from his destination, away from him, as fast as they could. As if they could feel his upcoming death. I finally reached the room, and opened the door slowly after knocking. Mrs. Gonzalez looked up, and gave an evil smile. Now, I probably should have turned an ran, but something inside me told me to stay. It was almost as if what she had to say would have relevance in my future. She spoke, “Mr. Chase, please sit down.” I did as I was told, “Are you familiar with Greek Gods?” My head tilted. It was such an odd question. Why would she ask that? I couldn’t figure out what she was getting to, “Um…yes ma’am, I am. Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, and so on.” She nodded, “Yes, and do you know of Hecate?” I blinked, “I’m not too familiar with her…I remember you mentioning her in class one day, but that’s about all.” I stared, waiting for her response, but she seemed solid, like an unmoving stone. ‘I guess it’s not too weird,’ I thought, ‘She is my Mythology teacher.’ Finally Mrs. Gonzalez closed her eyes, “Yes, we weren’t supposed to start Greek mythology for another two or three weeks. Hecate is the Greek Goddess of magic. I want you to research her, and be ready to present your findings in a couple of weeks.” I sat there for a minute, it felt like forever, “That’s…That’s all?” I couldn’t believe that was all she had to tell me. Mrs. Gonzales nodded, “That is all, I think you’ll find it interesting in the very least.” I nodded and stood up slowly, “Okay, thank you…I’m going to go now, see you tomorrow.” I had spoken very slowly, not sure whether or not she was serious. I walked out and found Lucy sitting on the other side of the hallway. I walked past her. She stood up and caught up with me. “So? How bad was it? I couldn’t hear a thing.” She asked rapidly. I was quiet for a bit, “I…got…homework…” She stopped, “What?” I stood in front of her, “She gave me homework…” Lucy’s eyes went past me and she seemed disappointed slightly, “Huh…didn’t expect that…” I looked at her feet, “How do you think I feel?” She smiled, “Yea, guess this threw you off guard…So what’s the paper about?” “Some Greek Goddess,” I scratched my head. “Oh…” her voice trailed off, “Do you want any help?” I shook my head, “Nah, she probably just doesn’t want to make the lesson plan.” We laughed for a bit and stared walking out of the school. We walked down the sidewalk towards the highway we had to cross. That was when I heard a horn and before she knew what happened I had grabbed Lucy and thrown her out of the way onto the grass. I felt a jolt of pain and was suddenly flying through the air. I hit a big tree on the school campus. As I fell, I lost consciousness, but why was it taking so long for me to hit the ground? It felt like forever, I blacked out before touching the ground. It could have been the hit. I probably had a concussion. But it felt as if the air was rushing to keep me up, to cushion my fall…

It's cool, but I don't have any friends with the same console or games as I have so it's a waist.

Yea, but now I have to wait til January. And it was originally October 20th. My mother had taken my permit to check when the date was and said it was that Saturday...it was a Thursday. I get the feeling she's intentionally sabotaging me getting my license. But now we've rented the driving school's car, so almost nothing can go wrong.

well, glad someone had a good day

So I got rejected for my driver;s license because there wasn't an emergency break on the center console, instead of right next to the door. FML

1: Grimmjow(also) from Bleach cause he's easily the most awesome Espada EVER! 2: Jellal Fernandes from Fairy Tail cause he has that Heavenly Body Magic that allows him to kick MAJOR ass 3: Tobi from Naruto because he's just so evil and strong, makes me really interested in how he's going to be defeated.

The train stopped, but looking out, Leo was nowhere near The Mysterious Tower. He looked around, and summoned his Rapture Keyblade. A portal appeared right after. He had a stern, determined look on his face. Out of the portal stepped a girl, but he knew her, from before he left, "You?" he said, standing up straight. She had short, bright brown hair, she was slightly shorter than he was, which still made her quite tall. She wore a black cloak, like an undecorated Organization Cloak. She was his age, and they'd known each other since they were young. They'd trained together, they'd lived in the same building together, but seeing her wasn't strange. He'd planned to go see her last, bracing himself to see her twenty five years older. What was strange was that she hadn't aged, "Amy?" She smiled, "Yea...good to see you too Leo." He looked absolutely confused, "Why do you look so..." "Young?" He turned his eyes, 'Not exactly what I was going to say...' he thought, "Yea, hasn't it been twenty five years?" "I would like to accompany you to The Mysterious Tower, we still have a bit of a way to go, so we'll talk on the way...bbut I can assure you that Maya...she won't be appearing there...or anywhere because...she was erased." Amy had said the last few words with her eyes averted.

Leo had planned to summon his Rapture at the last moment, he wasn't easy to sneak up on. But the book had taken him by surprise. He picked it up and read the letter. He jumped through his own portal and closed it quickly, "What the heck is going on?" He stared at the train station, and walked in. Going past the window, he entered the platform and waited. Finally he saw a purple train, and got on, "Haven't seen the old guy in so long...even with my messed up sense of time..." He stared out the window as it started to move.

Leo's eyes widened, "Hm...Must've been called back. Rixku, whoever she really is, probably isn't too happy with her." He looked down, "I't's not a concern of mine though...so I guess I'll go check the other house in the third district." He moved slowly, not sure he wanted to go, but he didn't stop.

Leo looked at the Keychain, "I'm not sure, it looks kinda familiar...but I can't place where I saw it." He continued to walk, only really wanting to think on his own. He hadn't taken the news that so many had been defeated in his absence as seriously as he should have, and now the proof of it hit him hard. He'd planned to go and check on each one, but now he was faltering. He sat down and put his head up agianst a wall somewhere in the Second District.

Leo knocked on the door and entered, "Hello? Are you here sir?" he walked slowly and turned the corner, finding a letter on a table. Dear Leo; I'm writing this in hopes of your swift return, though it has been about 19 years since you disappeared. I figured you would have come back as soon as you learned of the Mirrored, and that's just it, I have gone out to help with the battle. The enemy is getting stronger, but we've decided to fight only from the sidelines. We're doing our part, but there is a very talented Keyblade wielder who has risen in these past years along with the Mirrored. She reminds me of you, though I've only met her once. She was serious, but was quite kind. You should try and find her, you may find she looks much like you, her name was... "Maya," Leo read the last word as if a puzzle piece had just fallen into place. He pocketed the letter and searched the house. He took as many supplies as he could, then turned to leave, "Thank you..." he said under his breath. He left the house and turned the corner, walking swiftly.

Leo stared at her, "Fine, whatever you say." He went around her and entered the fourth districe, stopping infront of a door not too far inside it. "Well, this should be it."

Leo stared at her, "First of all I am Leo Chase! Noone else! I'm a Somebody! I'm positive of that! What I don't know, is who they are! And why it's been twenty five years since I've been conscience! If you can concoct some bizare explanation for that! THEN GO AHEAD! But, like I've said, I have bussiness here." Leo stormed out of the room. And went out into the Second District, heading for the Fourth.

Leo looked at her, "A bit, what about you? You're the one who passed out yesterday, how are you doing?" Leo then realized he'd basically repeated the same question three times. He looked away, "Well, I've got business here, so if you're going to follow me like yesterday, might as well make it known."

Leo had strange dreams of a boy, he was tall with long white hair and a black stripe in it. They looked similar, except he seemed more layed back. and of a girl who also looked like him, she looked good if he had to say, they were separate dreams, biut he'd been having them since he woke up not too long ago. He woke up with a start to the sun up, and Puppet still sleeping. He stood up, "Ug...If I have to sleep like that then it won't do my back any favors..." he muttered, stretching.