Author: Artiist of Words PM
It all started with hushed words, a kicked chair, and some freaky prophecy.I know it sounds weird but that's just how my life is and always has been. I knew there was something wrong with me. I mean come on, the fact that my phone never died and if I got to angry or sad electric devices would go haywire. I probably should have seen it coming when Noah told me I was an Ultimate.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 9,516 - Reviews: 13 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 10-05-12 - Published: 08-10-11 - id: 2941913
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Okay, I won't take up too much time of your pretty little lives but I just wanted to say to anyone had had previously read this story, I really hope that you enjoy this version more. As stated in my profile and the first chapter, I am making an attempt to completely revamp this ENTIRE story because the formatting and wording is just WAY to childish for me.
Now, I keep thing's a little more vague and there is more detail and speaking. Let me know what you think!
Those last two words I heard before the heavy gaze of darkness over took me were the very first ones that came to my mind when I did wake up. This was no gentle shake or someone whispering in my ear, no this was a giant bump that caused my head to ram into something hard and cause me to shake myself awake.
I sat up straight with my hand to my head as I gazed around the small compartment I was being held in, or more lounging in.
It was a small room maybe 2 yards wide by 3 yards long complete with a sliding semi-see through door and an edge to edge window. Lining the two sides were benches that fit the length perfectly and were covered with a very comfortable pillow as the seat and backboard. In all, it was a luxury room on a train.
"Where am I?" I asked to no one and gripped my head tighter. Everything seemed to pulse as a massive headache took over me and I strained to remember what happened to me before I passed out. Come on Erica… Think!
Okay so you were at lunch and Emily brought up something about Noah and me being a 'thing' officially. Then… I had my phone for lunch! Wait. No. Nobody eats electronic devices for lunch so then why was I thinking of my phone?
Ugh, I'm too tired to worry about it I just need to figure out what exactly happened before I blacked out. Noah and I were talking and Marnie came up from behind us. Didn't she mumble something? Yeah! After that I fell out of my chair and everything is fuzzy from there… well except for those last 2 words I heard.
"Where'd he go? I saw him escape into this cart!" A male voice yelled through the hall outside of my room snapping me out of my thoughts. I turned my head to glance out through the window on the door but a boys crouched up figure by the foot of the door itself caught my eye.
I cocked my eyebrow as I stared at him visibly shake and took the time to muster up a fake cough to grab his attention.
"Ahem." I choked out and just as planned his head popped up to look at me. I was surprised as his face was alarmed and yet terrified at the same time. His eyes seemed to plead with me as he brought a finger to his lips just as 3 burly men stopped in front of my door.
"He's in one of these; I can just feel it in my bones." One of them hissed in a venomous way that caught me off guard.
"Hush. We were right on his tail and besides, if he barged into any of these rooms someone would be sure to make a scene just because of the clothes he's wearing." Another more strict voice barked. This statement caused me to peer down at the boy on the floor only to see that it did make sense.
His clothes were tattered and dirty looking. His skin looked very pale and dry as his hands shook at his sides. In several ways you could sum him up in a few words, but honestly it was just lost. Everything about him seemed off in a way that made you want to either scream at him to scram or take him in to make him better.
The three figures outside of the door began to head off again, mumbling profanities under their breaths before any sign of them completely disappeared down the hall.
The boy shuffled a bit and stood up on his knees, peering out of the door's window then seemed to relax as his shoulders slumped and his head fell forward onto the door. This movement caused me to switch my gaze as he turned his head slightly to look at me.
"Thank you." He all but whispered under his breath and I gave him a surprised nod. Wonder why those guys were after him…
Silence settled over the room again and he seemed to shuffle nervously, still on the floor. Me being me, I motioned to one of the seats, making the simple gesture that he can take a seat because the floor was not a place for butts to be.
He gave me a hesitant look, as if I were one of those guys out in the hall way searching for him, but I gave him a reassuring nod and smile. Gently, he stood up and eased his way back onto the seat and when he finally sat down he seemed surprised.
"These are some really comfortable seats." He mumbled and I couldn't help myself but to giggle at his child-like reaction. He raised an eye brow at me and I immediately hushed up my laugh with a small smile.
For another hour or so we settled into a comfortable silence and I actually found myself dozing off. It must have been the rock of the train or just having company that made me feel good and want to sleep. Then, just while I was between the stages of sleep and awake, that little place where you know you're just about to go but anything could wake you up, the door creaked open.
I peeked my right eye open and caught the sight of a surprised Noah standing in the door with a bag in his hands. His eyes were pinned on the boy diagonal of me and seemed to change colors as his fists balled and his face got an angry red. Was this jealousy? No, Noah is never jealous of anybody.
I glanced over at the boy who seemed to have dozed off on his own, obviously not sensing any danger anymore. He looked fragile and weak to me and I couldn't help but frown at the way Noah eyed him.
I took this chance to yawn and sit up slowly all the while stretching my arms to the ceiling and looking around the room. As intended, Noah turned to me but I didn't exactly expect what I saw when I looked into his eyes.
Black. His eyes were pure black. I saw no whites or anything; it was as if his eyes turned into black holes.
"N-Noah?" I stuttered out as my hand retreated to me and I inched away from him. He threw the bag he was holding next to me and swung his head back around to the boy.
"Who is he?" Noah spat, his eyes not leaving the boy curled in the corner. The boy stirred a bit then sniffled and pulled his body into a ball, still dozing off.
"I-I don't know. There were a f-few men in the hall ch-chasing him and s-so he just came in here." I stuttered again, this time fully backing into the wall with… fear? … taking over my whole body.
In a swift motion Noah pulled the boy up by his collar and pinned him up against the wall shaking him awake. The boy just hung helplessly at Noah's grip and seemed to shrink as fear gripped him at the sight before him.
All of this was so out of his nature. Of the whole 16 years and few months I've known Noah he has never gotten so out of control that his very presence pulsed out this angry aura. It scared me deeply and I couldn't stand to just watch him do this to a helpless boy that he doesn't even know, gods forbid I don't know him either but that's beside the point.
"Noah just leave him alone." I said sternly while gathering what little courage I had to stand up to him. Even when he was normal angry, it was never as bad as this, so what's up with him?
As easily as I had said it to him I regretted it because Noah slowly turned his head and glared at me with a dark gaze. What is this? What is wrong with him?
"He could be one of them. Sent here just to kill you once he gets rid of me, but if I catch him in his human form he's toast." He growled and his fist grew tighter on the boys' collar and slammed him up against the wall again causing the boy to wince in pain and me to let out a tiny scream.
"What are you talking about 'them'? He's just a boy Noah! Let him go!" I cried out as my eyes began to tear up. He looked so vicious as he threw the boy to my seat and moved to me in a swift motion.
"What, you scared of me? I can hear it in your voice. Little weak old Erica." He scoffed as his face got close to mine. I looked back at his eyes, horror stricken at what he had just said to me.
"Leave her alone." A voice groaned weakly and I glanced at the boy as he stood up, holding his arm and wincing in pain. What is he doing?
Noah put on a dark smirk then turned around and took in the sight of the boy standing in front of him.
"What are you going to do to me? Kick me with your twig legs? I'll show you what real strength is." He said with a huge cocky glint in his voice as he charged the boy and rammed him right into the door. Noah raised his fist and let out another cocky smirk.
"Noah what's wrong with you?" I yelled as I took action and jumped up from where I was and slid myself in-between the two boys and held what I hoped was a courageous face but I'm pretty sure was actually scared.
Noah stared down at me as his smirk faded into a frown and he slimmed his hollow black eyes at me.
"Move." He growled and so, fed up with how he was acting, I pushed him away from me. To my surprise he stumbled backwards a few feet and hit the wall with the window on it, and even he had surprise written on his face.
"Just stop!" I yelled with a shaky voice. Noah's eyes seemed to falter as he stared at me then he dropped his head and shook as if he was cold. As I stood there staring at him on the ground I began to tear up and took wavered breaths.
"Are you okay?" I asked lowly as I turned to the boy behind me to see him in the fetal position on the floor. Shock over took me at how much Noah really traumatized this defenseless boy just because he was in the same room as me.
I kneeled down next to him and gently pulled on his elbow and he shook as his head shot up to look at me. I almost broke down and cried again at how much fear was caught in his eyes. There were a few red marks around his neck from where Noah had grabbed him and he seemed to be cradling his right arm, most likely from when Noah had also thrown him.
"Noah… what did you do?" I asked in a whisper and turned around to face him to catch him staring at his hands with shock plastered in his eyes.
"I… I've never done something like that before. I- It's like something over took me a-and my thoughts…" He mumbled to himself. Did he really have no clue what happened?
"You could have killed him!" I yelled, finally losing it. I fell back onto the seat behind me and pulled my legs up to my chest while I just sat and cried. What the hell is going on? How did I even get here?
I sat and cried in that same spot and was surprised when two arms came around me but accepted it as I turned in the person's arms and cried even more.
"What is going on?" I choked out between my cries and shook in my place. I looked up and saw that it was Noah who was holding me but he held this frown on his face as he stared at the wall diagonal to us. He stroked the back of my head with his hand and pulled me closer to him.
"I'm so sorry…" He breathed. I cried even more and gripped onto his shirt, turning my head into his chest until I cried myself to sleep.
"Could I just get a water?" Noah's deep voice asked as my eyes fluttered open.
He had one arm tightly around me with my head still resting on his chest. My knees were pulled up against his thigh and partially tucked under myself and my arms were wrapped around his waist limply.
I tightened my grip around him and snuggled my head into his chest some more. I had always enjoyed being close to Noah, it was a feeling that I could always get used to. Ever since we were little we would do everything together, even fall asleep in my bed talking. I remember that on my very first roller coaster he held my hand the whole way, even with me gripping onto him for dear life.
"Are you okay?" He asked rather close to my ear and I shivered with a nod. I still didn't move from where I was though and he didn't seem to loosen up on me either.
"Here, you might want to drink something." He mumbled and put a water bottle to my lips gently and I took a sip. I ended up grabbing the bottle and chugging the whole thing before actually handing the now empty bottle back to him.
"A little thirsty are we?" He teased and I brought myself to push away from him.
"Just a bit." I smirked tiredly and looked around while I stretched my arms. Everything was the same, nothing was broken or damaged and the boy was even lying down on the opposite bench sleeping. I smiled at him and stretched my legs out straight then froze.
My eyes shot back over to the boy sleeping on the other bench. What was he doing in here? I thought for sure that Noah would just kick him out or even beat him up once I was asleep.
"What's he still doing here?" I asked in shock gesturing to the boy while looking at Noah. He held a smug look as he glared at the boy and crossed his arms over his chest with his lips pressed into a thin line.
"He begged to stay, even got on his knees and pleaded for mercy…" He mumbled on and all I could do was sit and smirk at him. Noah was taking pity on the boy because he had nowhere else to go and I'm guessing that he got told the whole story as to why he was in here in the first place.
"My little Noah… such a kind heart you have." I gave a playful smile and wrapped my arms around him again and planted a big kiss on his cheek. "So sweet."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah I know." He grinned and pulled his face away from mine with a hint of pink glowing on his cheeks. He's such a pushover…
I pushed myself off of the bench and made my way over to the window looking outside. What I saw was amazing in all aspects. Mountains glistened in the far off distant with a huge meadow resting at the bottom with a few trees speckled here and there, but what really caught my eye was the strikingly blue sky that rested above us with some white fluffy clouds looming around.
"Can't wait to tell dad all about this when I see him. He would love this." I smiled and continued to stare out at the magnificent sight before me. When I did finally force myself to turn around, I caught Noah nervously fidgeting in his seat.
"What's wrong?" I laughed and fell back down next to him.
"…Back home." He mumbled and I raised an eyebrow.
"What was that? I only caught the end." I said and poked his side but he focused this nervous stare at me.
"Erica…" He started then reached over and grabbed my hand with this sentimental look in his eyes. I could tell this was something big.
"We're not going to be back home for a while." He whispered and I stared at him blankly.
"You're kidding right?" I laughed with an equally nervous look on my face, but when I met his gaze I could see the sadness in his eyes.
"Why do you think we're on this train?" He asked rhetorically and then it clicked. He was right. What in the world were we doing on this train? Where was it headed?
"There are things in your destiny, things I can't tell you because it's not my place." He spoke again and I looked at him quizzically. Destiny? What kind of bull shit is that?
"Yeah… well when the normal Noah comes back let me know because I would really love to go home." I spat out and crossed my arms. There is seriously something up with him right now and it's rather irritating.
"I'm not joking about any of this, Erica! Just… hold on." And with that he stood up and left the room only to appear back in another 2 minutes telling me to drink some weird purple substance.
"You're crazy if you think I'm going to drink that." I answered and raised an eyebrow at the strange and foul smelling drink in front of me.
"Stop being so difficult and just drink it. It'll help you to figure out what's going on." He growled then glanced at me and added in, "and no it's not poisonous. I'm your best friend come on."
I scrunched up my nose and looked up at Noah to see this eager face then snatched the gunk out of his hand and took a large swig of it. I was so right in not wanting to drink that. It began to coat the inside of my mouth and form a large lump at the back of my throat causing me to scrunch up my eyes and distastefully try to expel it from my mouth.
When the taste and lump had finally dispersed from my mouth I opened up my eyes, prepared to send a death glare at Noah for forcing me to drink that, but what I saw wasn't even close to what I expected.
Noah had disappeared from my sight and before me was a large meadow with grass blowing in a breeze, tree's lined the sides, and the sun beat down brilliantly on a small waterfall flowing into a pond. My first instinct was to go to it for some odd reason. It seemed to draw me towards it, as if it held an answer to a question I didn't even know I wanted to ask.
I approached the water cautiously and caught my reflection in the water and nearly jumped at the sight of an old man standing behind me. Ever so cautiously, I turned around to see a man dressed in all white, his beard easily reaching down to his stomach. He had a large robe on that stretched down to the floor and draped over his twig like arms. His hands were crossed over each other, holding up a large wooden staff that stood in front of him.
"Erica… it's a pleasure to finally meet you." He said softly and a warm smile graced his face but my ears went back at the mention of my name.
"Who are you?" I questioned and took a step backwards, feeling the edge of the pond at my heel. The man remained standing in front of me holding this smile.
"Why don't we sit and talk?" He asked and motioned his hand to his right and as I glanced in the direction I noticed a small wooden bench looking out over the pond. Was that there before?
"Tell me who you are first." I pushed and forced my gaze away from the bench back to the old man who gave a sigh but never answered me. Instead he headed towards the bench and took a seat with a contented smile of relief.
"My name is Grendel. I watch over this land and teach the ways of my ancestors to the people who come to Sepius. I am a guardian, simple as that." He answered with a gentle nod at the bench then began to stare out into the trees.
"Right…" I mumbled and chose to sit down next to him. I mean, what is he going to do? Chase me down and try to push me over, maybe whack me with his staff, good lucky buddy.
"Noah told me that you're unaware of your current situation." At the mention of my best friends name I perked up and looked dead at the old man. What did he know?
"I'm guessing that you don't know the tale of the Ultimate's either." He asked rhetorically and again I gave a quizzical glance at the man. Maybe he's just caught up in some fairytale world that nobody knows about so the nurses sent him to this oasis thing and that gunk was a drug to bring me here to cheer him up. Yeah, that's it.
"When I was 300 I watched a war break out between the nations of Arganonex. The smell of death took over the world but even that wasn't enough to stop the vicious Agnie to keep pushing the war on. They turned all 5 of us on each other." He turned pale and his expressions darkened at his thoughts and I visible squirmed in my seat. This guy really believes in all this stuff and thinks he's 300+, damn.
"The lead guardian called upon the rest of us and so we all met a few ways below Tribon with 3 orphans. We all combined our powers and bestowed them upon the children then dipped them in Lake Lentra where they were given magical abilities, immunity, and godly characteristics. These were known as the Ultimate's and after watching them save our world from the destruction that the Agnie had caused we decreed a prophecy that whenever the world was in mortal danger, 3 children of amazing strength, courage, and will to fight for what's right would be bestowed with these powers at birth." He breathed then slowly turned and looked at me. I waited for him to continue but he didn't, instead he just stared at me as if something should have clicked, as if I should know something already.
"So what does any of this have to do with me?" I ask at last and he finally turns his glower away from me and stares up at the sky.
"Our world is being threatened by the Agnie once again. We know who the 3 new Ultimate's are and sent protectors out to them. Currently one is missing and one is on their way but the last one has no clue to their destiny." At this point he had already returned to looking at me. Forcing this knowing look down on me as if telling me flat out what I should know and just like that I realized what he was talking about.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm not this "Ultimate" or whatever you think they are. I live a normal life." I said with my hands up in defense but he leaned forward toward me and gently took my hands in his.
"Erica, you have been blessed with abilities beyond belief and they have always been there. Haven't you ever noticed the strange occurrences that go on in your everyday life?" He questioned, cocking his head to the side. I stared on blankly at him as he kept pleading with his eyes.
Strange occurrences? Sure there have been a few odd things that have happened to me in the past few years or so. Lights would turn on if I was in a certain mood and sometimes even explode. I noticed that my phone never died but I figured it was just luck, nothing too special.
"The gift of electricity, Erica." He spoke softly and I kept on staring blankly. He had to have lost it.
"I will let you go for now but when we meet again, in the real world, I believe you will be prepared to talk about your destiny and role in this world." He finished then vanished to thin air. I jumped back in surprise and my eyes bugged out. This isn't the real world?
I checked around me again and attempted to remember how exactly I had gotten here, but I drew a blank. I stood up and began to walk around, tapping on trees and touching the water, everything seemed so real and life like. Stepping onto the stones surrounding the pond, I started to mumble a song in an attempt to wake myself up. As my right foot came up to move to the next stone I slipped and tumbled downwards.
I could clearly see the stone right in front of my face and tried to move my hands out in front of me but it was too late and my head crashed into the stone causing my mind to spin for a bit then black out.
"Come on Erica, wake up." A voice gently called and something stroked my cheek gently then looped around my hair and pet my head softly. I pushed my head up into it and I could feel the fingers and hand rubbing the top of my head. I stirred and turned over on my side and ended up inhaling a strong scent of cinnamon and vanilla so with my hand I reached in front of me and grabbed at it only to have my hand come in contact with a body.
At this point my eyes had already flown open and I sat up staring at what I had touched, but once I caught what or more who it was I gave an indifferent glare. Noah sat before with this small chuckle and little grin.
"So how was it?" He asked as I lay back down next to him.
"How was what?" I asked innocently and stared up at the ceiling.
"Grendel, your destiny thing, that world." He shrugged and I moved my gaze over to him. How had he known? I looked at him uneasily and he put up his hands.
"Alright, I'll let it soak in before I ask." He spoke softly then placed his hand back on my head and gently rubbed. A silence fell between us so I took the chance and closed my eyes, moving closer to Noah and crossing my arms over my chest. The air had kicked in so it started to get cold. I guess at seeing me do this, Noah decided it was perfectly okay to put and arm around me and pull me up closer to him.
I blushed feverously at his actions but made no attempt to move, who knows when he'll be so touchy again. This is what I loved about our friendship though, the fact that we could be this close and not have to worry about it being too awkward.
"I hate to bother your little moment here but… we need to get going." A voice nervously called from the opposite side of the room and I tensed up at it but relaxed when I realized that the boy was still here.
"What do you mean "get going"?" Noah asked, basically gritting his teeth.
"I mean we have to get going." The boy called again and then I felt Noah move and then he tensed up.
"He's right, come on." Noah said but before I could even sit up he was picking me up bridal style and slamming open the door then taking off down the hall, all with me in his arms staring back over his shoulder. I could see the boy trailing close behind but then even further behind him a figure picked up speed in our direction.
"Run…" I whispered.
Okay so what did you think? I really think that by keeping the boys name anonymous it makes you believe that he is a minor character but really he plays a major role in this story.
For anyone who might think that this has a lot of relation to the Percy Jackson Series it in some senses does but there are twists in it that combine it with I am Number 4 and also Narnia. It's this huge collab that has nothing to do with any of the characters in any of the other ones.
Also do you think that I made the boy seem a little too weak? Or just fragile and/or sensitive? I really don't know what to do with him too much so feedback would be AWESOME!
Remember to visit my other story (Happy Birthday My Nobody) and watch for more updates!