Chapter 9!

“Now, Apo, don’t these um… kids...count as a threat? They have dangerous abilities.”

Apo chuckles. “Don’t be controlled by fear, sir. We have them completely under our control. Besides, most of them are more afraid of us then we should be of them. Not to mention how useful their abilities are.”

“So what exactly are you proposing with these kids?”

“They’ve been dreaming of freedom for years. My proposal is that they help catch the arsonists, and we let them go. You won’t be able to catch them without these kids.”

“Freedom? You are actually considering letting these kids go? They pose a threat to humanity! How are you so sure that they won’t threaten the community like the arsonists?”

“Because they can’t. I made them believe that the only reason they were alive is because of you.”

The president takes in a deep breath. This was a lot to take in. But what choice did he really have?

“Very well. I accept this proposal. They start Monday.”

Apo walked into the room where they always wait in. “Well, he has accepted. You all will be free if you can catch the arsonists. Good luck!”

And then he left, leaving the superkids alone to speak.

Of course, Karma is the one who breaks the silence.

“I’m just gonna say this now; I have the best ability of all you KIDS. Your parents probably sold you here cos’ they thought this would be best for you, huh? Must be nice to have parents. You were probably all pampered before your ability came to the eyes. And I have no intention of helping or working with you. You all make me sick. I’ll be glad to see you go. Lazy assholes, you all are.”

Alyss is the one to make action before the others. And they all knew that compared to the rest of them, Alyss was the angel. She was never sullen, always kind and gentle. She was their light, and the reasonable one.

And a hard smack from her hand to Karma’s face is what she did.

Karma was shocked; people have hit him and beat him, but never smacked him. The look on Alyss’s face showed he had gone too far. She grabbed her notepad.

Excuse us for not being the pampered kids you think us to be. We truly aren’t. I can show you the proof. Please do not act superior when you are just like the rest of us!

Alyss grabbed Karma’s arm, and he slumped to the ground. She let go seconds later.

Karma mumbled something like an apology or admittance of defeat, and sat back down.

Jameson stood up next. “Alyss is right. We have all felt pain. We’ve all gone through hell, even though we’re just kids. We didn’t really have a choice, anyway. We don’t need to… compete for who is the most broken. That’s a spot none of us should have to take. We just need to get this mission done, and we’ll be outta each other’s hair permanently.”

Most of them, if not all, nodded. And so, for the first time in forever, they were let out into the real world. 

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Sorry guys! Unfortunately, I don't know when I will be posting next.... why? because my computer isn't working!!!!!!!!!!! i am posting this from my mother's computer, because my screen is forever frozen. therefore, my beautiful computer full of my beautiful stories, is not accessible. so, all my updates i had saved there, are not anywhere else. sucks, i know. i might write a few shorts stories to keep you posted, if it doesn't get fixed soon. I really hope it works up again soon, for my sake. my beautiful computer....! lol once again sorry guys, I'll keep you posted.

                -Sydney

chapter 8!

The mystery man led them down to his building.

“Building F? This building’s been abandoned for years. Care to explain?”

“My apologies, sir, but because it wasn’t being used, I took the liberty of occupying it. For a good cause, too. Oh, and by the way, people here call me Apo.”

“Apo?”

“Short for apocalypse.”

He opened the doors to the building. Inside were labs, prison cells, and much more beyond the imagination. It looked like the very thought of the future.

He led him to his office, which included a room that was separated by some sort of clear material that didn’t look as fragile as glass.

“I’ll introduce you to our friends in a moment. This place is where we witness incredible beings with incredible abilities. There aren’t that many other ways to describe it but in actions. So, without further ado, here is the first of them.”

A girl walked into the clear room. “For starters,” Apo said. “This room is the indestructible place called the chamber.” The girl stood right in front of them now. She had long black hair, black eyes, and wore a regular teenage Goth outfit. She looked about fifteen. “This is KY. Short for Katheryine Yeasmine. She has the ability to create illusions. For example, her eyes. Show us an illusion, KY!”

She closes her eyes. The atmosphere changes, and suddenly the room is full of corpses and sorrow, and darkness.

“Ah, yes, the dark life. This is her favorite illusion. Next!”

A boy steps up next. He has blonde hair, and looks about sixteen. “This is Jameson. We call him Hypno. He has the ability to make anyone obey his order with just his voice. Next!”

A tiny girl stepped up next, looking about fourteen at most. She had long curly blonde hair, and the face of a doll. “This is Alyss. She has the amazing ability to make people see, feel and hear things just by touching them. We call her silver. Next!”

A boy sauntered his way into the room. He looked seventeen, with average looks and a few heavy scars. “This is Karma. Best one we’ve had yet, with the worst attitude. He can make his body turn to metal! Next!”

A girl, probably the oldest, steps up. She has short black hair falling over her face. “This is Jahenna. She can hear and read thoughts. We call her dilemma.”

A girl pops her head out once Jahenna leaves.

“Who is that?” Apo sighs. “This is Madeleine. We don’t quite comprehend her ability yet.”

chapter 7!

8 years later……

“Sir, this is a disaster!” Spat Governor Johnson. “This is the last straw!”

President Jackson turned to face him. “We have our best detectives on the street hunting them down. It’ll be fine. They promise results in the next week.”

“And that’s what they said last week. This arsonist group is threatening our citizens more than gangs, rebels, and anything else! They’ve burned down several government houses already! Your safety has been compromised! They have left us no clues whatsoever! There are no suspects, no fingerprints, nothing! We can’t catch thin air!”

“Governor, please calm down. I know this isn’t working. But with even the best of the best clueless, what are we supposed to do? What else can we do?”

“There is one option…. But I doubt you would accept it.”

The president looked in the direction of the voice. It was a man he’d seen only a few times.

“Mr. Genesa? Is there something you have to offer us?”

“Are you crazy? He’s insane! This man has a history of being mad! He claims humans have supernatural abilities!” the governor explodes.

“We are in desperate times, governor. And this man may have an escape through this mess.”

“And as a matter of fact, I do! If, of course, you’ll listen.”

After some time thinking about it, the president’s answer was clear. 

chapter 6!

Jahenna was waiting. Her parents were supposed to see her hours ago. But after what happened, she doubted they would ever come again to see their shameful monster of a child. But, to her surprise, they did. When they did, there was an awkward silence. Finally, her mother broke the silence and spoke first.

“We still love you, honey. I know you think we don’t, but we always will. We will get past this…illness of yours. We can still be a happy family, just like before.”

Jahenna looked up, meeting her mother’s eyes. “Illness is an understatement. This girl is a monster. Why did I have to give birth to such a freak? This will ruin our family forever. So much for normal. Why can’t she just stop with this ability? Can’t she see the stress and pressure it’s put on me?”

Her mother’s eyes widen. “Oh no… I didn’t mean that… sweetie, I would never…”

Jahenna shows no emotion, but when she speaks, it shows through. “Yeah,” her voice cracks. “So much for normal.”

And just like that, the last strand of love they had for their child had been severed.

chapter 5!

Karma laughed. There were idiots everywhere. Wherever he went, he could always count on at least one idiot with a pocket of cash. It’s been years since he’s had to deal with jobs and whatever. He has lost his sympathy for those he mugs. It’s his own way at getting back at his perfect brat for a brother. Mother always did love him best, which isn’t how it should work. Shouldn’t the younger brother be annoying while the older brother gets all the praise? Whatever. It didn’t matter. It was years ago that he even cared. He walked into his usual alley, where he found an unusual and unpleasant surprise. Five guys with metal bats waiting for him.

“So you’re the brat who mugged Johnny, huh?”

Karma shrugged. “I don’t keep a habit of taking names of the people I mug. But those that I do mug shouldn’t cry to their gang. Well, actually maybe they do. Coz’ if they’re stupid enough to let themselves to get mugged in the first place, then that solution probably sounds legit. Oh well, it takes an idiot to know one, right? So are you the idiot gang? Was the little boy I mugged too afraid to take me on by himself, so he called in his Boy Scout troop? How very manly of him. When I need an accomplice, I’ll make sure to go to the book club to look for him next time.”

Shut up, this isn’t good, he thought to himself. With five armed guys, he was sure to get beat up. And now he had provoked them. He could always use that option, but it would be risky if he left them alive without amnesia. They shouted some useless and oh-so-kind remarks, and then attacked all at once. Karma made the fast decision. He blocked the bats with his now silvery-colored arms.

When in trouble, being a metal dude has its advantages, he thought.

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for now, I am going to focus on one book, which is My madeleine. once i finish that one, i will focuz on a different one and so on, so that i end up actually completing my stories. just tellin ya so ya know!

4th chapter:)

Alyss had been slapped again. Her parents could not take her state of indifference. Not to mention they also hated the fact she was mute. Her mother was angry because she simply wanted a straight response from Alyss. Which, is extremely hard to do if you’re mute. Poor Alyss has to carry around a notebook all day long to write down her words. The only thing she had going right for her was that she was an excellent artist. She cried a lot when she was alone. She couldn’t bring herself to show her parents her pain.

“Alyss! Are you even listening to me?”

She looked back up at her mom. She frowned again, and reached her hand out towards Alyss’s face. Alyss retracted, for she had never seen her mother do something such as that. As she stepped back, her mother flinched, and tried again. Still in shock, Alyss grabbed her hand before it reached her face. That was one of the first times Alyss ever touched someone. She didn’t understand. Why would her mother reach out to her now, when she had never before? She thought that for sure her mother hated her. So why? She couldn’t let go of her mother’s hand, even though she wanted to. Then, the most unexpected thing happened.

Her mother started to cry.

Not just little sobs, either. Her mother screamed and cried uncontrollably. She fell on the floor, gasping for breath, and then screaming hysterically again.

Alyss had broken her mother.

3rd chapter. this one's short too, so I'm posting three this time.

“KY, open up! You’ve been in there for days!”

KY wouldn’t answer. She couldn’t. Every time she used her ability, she lost her voice. She didn’t really know why, since it didn’t relate to it at all. She wanted to be alone anyway. She didn’t want to face her parents. She had already done such horrible things at school. She didn’t want to live like this anymore. She just wanted to be left alone. Her pain could never be understood. Everyone thought of her as a curse, a contagious disease. Even her own family didn’t know anything about her. Her parents were trying to knock the door down. She could hear the loud Bang! From her bed. She opened her window and jumped. Once she was out, she was gone.

Her parents panicked as they heard the window open. The door went down with a crash, and they braced themselves for what they would see.

They found a room full of darkness and corpses. 

2nd Chapter!!!! of My Madeleline. this chapter's really short. sorry.

               Jameson sat on the floor, bored. His dad was lecturing him again. His mother, of course, sat on the floor pretending to agree with everything he said. He wanted it to be over so he could go over to Sam’s house across the street. But as usual, his father has different ideas. After a few hours, he was let free. But he swore it felt like decades. his father would never understand how it felt to be him. Jameson had suffered more than the average kid has. If he cried or showed weakness, he knew it would only lead to his father resorting to violence. His father muttered something like, “I wish you could be more like me...” as he went upstairs. Unluckily, Jameson heard it. And unfortunately, that’s a touchy subject.

                “It’s not my fault that I’m like this! Just leave me alone for once!”

And just like that, he did.

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okay, so my book My Madeleine, has short chapters, so when i release chapters, it'll be usually two at a time:)

First chapter of My Madeleine!!!!!!!!

               Madeleine sat in her room alone. She was bored, and home alone. Her father was out working, and her mother had left long ago, although she didn’t know why. Of course, if she was supposed to know at age six, this story would have never existed.

                So she danced, and was quite good at it, too. She never danced ballet, because for some reason it was connected to her mother, and her father wouldn’t accept it. But she danced anything from lyrical to hip hop. Even though she was so incredibly lonely, everyone called her a natural born dancer. It was beautiful, in a sad and lonely kind of way. She competed in a competition to go to a professional dance school, but the judges had told her that her dance was too independent and, well, lonely.

                She loved dancing. It cleared her mind of all the troublesome questions lying around. There was so much this little girl didn’t understand. But then again, what six year-old understands more than their name and favorite activities?

                She fell during her dance and scraped her knee. More specifically, she tripped. Madeleine veered to see what she hit. It was a little glass ballerina inside a glass cage. She liked it, and so she put it in her room near her bed.

                A slam of the door came from below. Papa must have come home early, she thought. Going downstairs, she saw from the stairs that the man standing in the doorway with two men standing behind him was not her father.

                They were dressed in complete black; the man who came in front kept yelling things to the men next to him. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on your perspective, little madeleine had not yet learned the words they spoke. Madeleine was scared. She didn’t know who these strangers were. They kept taking valuables and putting them in large bags.

                She ran up and hid in her room, hoping they would not find her. She tried to locate a phone to call 911, but had no such luck since all the phones are where the frightening men are. She started to weep, wiping her tears away with trembling hands. She lay under the covers of her bed for some time, until she heard footsteps outside her door.

                The men had found her.

One man opened her door to see her panicked face.

                “There’s a girl in here!” he yelled to the others. Madeleine couldn’t move. She wouldn’t move. She was so afraid of what would happen to her. They started to surround her, and she collapsed on the floor. One man grabbed her arm tightly, and then everything went black.

                Madeleine woke up later, not sure how long it had been. She was still in her room. But there was something wrong; everything was messed up and out of place. There were three men in black on the floor. She checked their pulse; papa taught her how to do that.

                They were all dead.

                The more she looked around the house, the more terrified she became. Everything was nearly torn apart. There were policemen on the floor as well; all dead. It seemed like everyone in the house was dead except her. Luckily, she hadn’t seen anyone she was close to.

                Until she saw her father.

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I just started this other story and I am in LOVE with it! it's called My Madeleine.
It's about a group of teenagers who were rounded up into a special security jail for public disturbances and such. (Public disturbances means using their powers) it's a dystopian novel, mostly going through the perspective of a girl named madeleine who doesn't even know what her power is, or how to control it. the government sets a deal with them that they will be freed if they can catch an arsonist group. Should I post this one, too? I need feedback!

stories i will soon be posting:

hey guys! sorry i've been really busy lately and not posting. i promise i will start posting again next month. i decided i will post three new stories along with my original, the lost unlost girl;
1. Stowaway Stephen
2. Back to Dreamland
3.
Surprise! my 3rd story is going to be one i've just started. it's called Give Me Room, and it's about a girl who left home after learning she has somewhat supernatural powers. she learns to cope with being homeless until she finds a job as an actress, but while trying to keep this "power" of hers from being used, it becomes a real challenge.

New stories...?

I am currently working on the story that I've been posting. I also have some other drafts I've started and I'm contemplating posting some of those, too. here are what I've got:
a)  THE SILVER LINING GIRL; A fiction s.s. (Short story)about a  girl who moved because of bullying, and disguises herself as a boy to stop people from bullying her.
b)STOWAWAY STEPHEN; a historical fiction about my great grandfather who fights to escape the war by stowing away on a ship in Czechoslovakia to America.
c)BACK TO DREAMLAND; a fantasy, about a girl who lives in between reality and the dreams that become reality.
d) THE TIME FLOWER; a dystopian fantasy, about a girl forced to grant wishes for payment to stay immortal.
e) WHO BROKE THE JEM; a horror mystery, about a girl who loses her sanity from a murder, and no one can comprehend how it happened, except one girl: Jem.
f) 6:25 INVESTIGATIONS; a fictional mystery, about a hopeful detective who takes up an unusual job.
g) MY GUARDIAN ANGEL; about a girl who has the power to steal people's pain away. the only consequence is that she must burden the pain instead.

Please comment which ones you would like to read, if any!

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Chapter 5 part 1

          I wake up sometime after that, not sure how long it’s been. I barely have the strength to open my eyes, I’m so tired. My throat is about as moist as an endless desert. I know I can’t stand up; it’s just not possible. So I army crawled all the way to the door. When I was in finger’s length of the door, it opened and smacked me right in the nose. I looked up, clutching my nose. In front of me was a Parana.

“So this is the girl suspected of being disobedient?”

The dorm director nods. “Yes sir. I caught her sneaking out of the dorm after curfew. The other Jocks also wouldn’t be surprised if she was a misfit.”

                Jocks. Misfit. What the hell? I thought no one knew those words. Have the Paranas been hiding everything from us? Have we really just been hiding in a bubble? Everything we grew up believing in has been a complete lie. Are we even safe here? I’ve known for a while that being “lost” or an “L” meant being killed or executed. Is this just a place to cover up murder? Are we really so gullible? I’ve seen almost everyone believing the lies they told us, doing whatever they were told to do. I wouldn’t be surprised if at one point they killed someone for the “greater good” or whatever they say to cover up the real word: murder. So, I call the Parana exactly what he is, with whatever is left of my voice. I force the word out of my mouth.

                “Murderer.”

At this, his eyes widen. “The girl knows of the words. We must dispose of her immediately.”

                He walked out the door, and didn’t look back once. My last hope of leaving just died. I felt my eyelids becoming heavy. I was so tired. I wish I could go to sleep. I try to keep my eyes open, but it’s just too overwhelming and hard. Then, I hear voices. Not the usual drone-like voices, but yelling. That would never happen. It must be one of my many hallucinations. But then, the voices get louder. It sounds vaguely familiar, but I cannot tell because I’ve never heard a voice in this tone before. With few loud thumps, the door crashes down. I feel like an angel has just saved me and brought me to heaven or wherever angels go. I try to look up at the angel above me.

                Instead I see Will. 

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Chapter 4

                 I wake up, back in reality. I’m still sitting in the chair, but Will isn’t. I look up, into a worried Lily’s face. She’s holding a teacup full of a golden color, which she hands to me.

                “Are you alright? Will can be quite reckless with his power sometimes. Unfortunately, you aren’t the first one to pass out. Did he show you something that was too much for you to bear? It must have been quite a shock, because you were out for hours.”

                She sees my troubled, scared face, and smiles softly. “Would you like to talk about it? I may not be a great sister to Will, but I know a bit about how to comfort someone.”

                I stare. “Will has a sister?”

She smiles sadly. “Had. She died at age seven though. I’m the closest you get to a replacement of her.”

                Oh. That might explain why he doesn’t smile that often. I look down at the floor, not sure what to say. I look up, finding a comfortable question to ask Lily.

                “Why did you tell me your name as soon as I met you? Rand did the same thing. Aren’t you supposed to not tell anyone but yourself your name?”

                She smiled thinly. “We don’t exactly care what anyone tells us to do. You know, there was a time when everyone told each other their names as soon as they met them. It was a much better time back then, unlike now. People smiled daily, and had fun with friends.”

                Friends. I had never heard such a peculiar word before. “What’s a friend?”

                Lily stared at me like she’d seen a ghost. “You have a completely clear mind, but you don’t know what a friend is?” She shook her head. “A friend is someone close to you. You know, someone who makes you laugh and smile lots and you care about.”

                I’m really interested now. “What if only one person cares? Or if you don’t realize that person cares? Can anyone be a friend? What’s the difference between a friend and a comrade?”

                She smiles, happy that I’m showing interest. “If only one person cares, then it’s not friendship. Both of you have to care for each other.  If one of you doesn’t realize that the other cares, then they need to show it better. Anyone who is willing and understands you enough to care about you can be a friend. A friend you have fun with. A comrade is someone who works around you.”

                I’m starting to understand. But I still have more questions. “Why don’t I know this word? Are there other words I don’t know of? If everything is a word, then what do things like J’s and O’s stand for?”

                She laughs. Not cruelly, like I was stupid, but softly, like she was happy. “You sure are a curious girl. You don’t know this word because the Paranas don’t want you to. There are plenty of words you haven’t heard yet, of course. Probably no one knows all the words. The J stands for jock. It means a really hard working person devoted to sports. An O stands for Otaku, which means Japanese nerd. That means it’s someone who is really interested in the culture of Japan. “

                I. Am. Fascinated. I have never heard of such amazing words before. “Why do the Paranas hide such beautiful words?”

                Lily half shrugs. “These beautiful words inspire imagination. Which, in case you haven’t realized, is illegal here. Paranas maintain indifference, and imagination kind of eats indifference for breakfast. So, the Paranas somehow decided to just get rid of the problem. Normally, that sort of thing doesn’t work out. But since they’re so powerful, and it’s been going on for so long, it wasn’t as big of a problem as it should’ve been.”

                Will walked back into the room. “They’re gonna start doing dorm checks today, so they can create some basic idea of everyone’s sleeping patterns. Don’t want them to get the wrong idea, dragon girl. So hurry up and go back to your dorm.”

                 He takes a few steps away and then says, “If you have any more questions, come again a little earlier. I don’t care if you burden me, just don’t burden Lily. One person asking questions is a big nuisance, let alone two.”

                I nod, and take a few steps towards the door. As he turns his back on me, I ask one last parting question.

                “Your sister. What was her name?”

He turns to face me, his face completely masked. “Madeleine. But we called her Linny for short.”

                Just when I thought I might have seen the slightest sad smile appear on Will’s face, he turns his back and walks away, giving me the impression that the conversation was over.

I walked back to my dorm, and sure enough, twenty minutes later, I get a knock on my door. The dorm director asks lots of questions, and then practically dragged me by force back to his office. Apparently he put up sensors outside everyone’s room, and mine just recently went off. I think of all the swear words I know in my head, wondering if there are any I don’t know. I completely zoned out for at least a half an hour. Then, when he realizes I’m not listening, he grabs me by the arm and pulls me to a room I’ve never seen before. He throws me into it, and the doors shut behind him. I process what just happened, and then ran up to the door and tried opening it. Locked. Typical. I scream, kick, and pound my fists on the door. I fall on my knees, my fists bleeding. Since I have nothing else to do, I look around the room. It’s completely white and EMPTY. It was only a little bigger than a large closet, and there was only me inside it. No furniture, no food, nothing. Once again, I was alone. After a couple hours, I felt my lungs burning in my throat. I had screamed too much, and had no water. This was just like when I was little, when I purposefully dehydrated myself and screamed for hours, hoping I wouldn’t survive. But I don’t want to die now. I still have so much to learn. The world around me fades into black nothingness as I sink into unconsciousness.