I really hope that's not pee running down my leg...

 Hey guys, this is Abi here, 

And I'm back with the third installment of, I'm still not sure what I'm calling whatever this it- short story? I guess we'll see how long it goes on for. 

Collection of scenes! We'll go with that! 

Well, nobody has told me to stop yet, so I'm just going to keep going. 

I did actually put some thought into how this story is going, I promise, so hopefully you'll get a little bit more of a window into how this story will progress in this scene- or you'll still be confused! Let me know in the comments below! 

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. 

~I really hope that's not pee running down my leg...~

What the fuck was that? Trying to process things here.

Okay, so I’m walking home, someone is following me, I’m freaking out, and then he’s dead. Because of fricking light beams coming out of my HANDS? How is this possible?

This kind of stuff just doesn’t happen. Not in the real world, anyway.

Yet somehow it did.

Me. Charlie Frank. Simpleton. 15 years old. Just blew fucking light beams out of my hands!

This is amazing! I’m a superhero! I’m the best person ever.

If it wasn’t for the fact that I just killed a man.

My stomach turns and I’m very nearly spewing up everything that’s in it. Before I can do that though, I feel a kind of swaying. It starts in the sky, directly above me. It’s the kind of feeling you get when you’re on a boat. Not chaotic, or dizzy-ish at all, more like a gentle swaying where you never seem to get your balance right. This swaying continues downwards, until it feels like it’s all around me, cascading down into… me.

And that’s when… it appears.

Short guy, no more than five feet, might be Italian, or Greek, a bit like Phil from Hercules. Okay, maybe a lot like Phil from Hercules, complete with a headset and tattoos on his muscled arms. He descends fast, faster, faster, faster than speed itself, then STOPS, right before it looks like he’s about to crash. By this point I’m 99% sure I’m dreaming. I really hope I’m dreaming.

Please let me be dreaming…

Anyway, after the dead stop, he starts to turn (assuming he’s, well, a he) spinning, slowly downwards, until he places his hooved feet onto the pavement.

 I don’t know what he saw in my face, but whatever it is, makes him sprint over to me and hold me in place.

“Wait, wait! Don’t bolt, or throw up, please! Just let me explain!”

Couple of things. One- I must really be out of it, because I had plenty of time to get away, if I wanted to- whoever this guy is, can’t run very fast at all, and two- never actually heard him talk, I heard him in my head. Telepathic? I must be dreaming.

Because somehow, I’m not making any noise either.

“Okay, okay! Not bolting, but please, explain everything! I’m seriously freaking out here!”

Convinced at last, he lets me go. He takes a deep breath, and with a nervous glance around himself, begins again.

“My name is Gus. I’m part of the security team keeping tabs on watchers. To make sure nothing happens to them.”

A calming feeling has taken over my entire body. I’m sure it’s something to do with him, and although I’m trying to resist, I can’t help but listen to what he’s saying.

I take a deep breath, changing from ragged to barely breathing, as the calming effect, takes effect, and relax, before I say anything else.

“Wait, what are watchers? Security team for what? And what kind of things can happen to watchers?”

A slight slimmer of a smile passes along his lips. “Something like what you just did.” He indicates behind him. “Sometimes clients can lose control, when they get anxious. I shouldn’t even be here, to be honest with you. This is extremely special circumstances. In fact, we really can’t stay long.” Gus taps a triangular-shaped icon on his arm, mutters something non-committal, and a circular thing (no idea how else to describe it) slides open. He goes to grab my arm, but quick as lightning, I’m out of range. (What the actual f? I’ve never moved that fast in my life!)

“Wait! What even is this? Who is this guy, why was he watching me? What’s all this about? I’m not going anywhere with you until you tell me that!”

Sighing, he taps another button on his arm. The circular thing closes.

“I really shouldn’t be telling you this. There are rules, and threats, and dangerous times coming. I should not be telling you this.”

He’s pacing now. I wish he would just spit it out. Or stop pacing. Laughing at his walk won’t help things.

He seems to make his mind up about something. Looks me dead in the eye.

“Okay, you’re one of the many hand-picked children chosen to defend Artios, the city of the stars. Something is coming, and although we don’t know what it is, there is a legend of a handful of children, arriving to save the city, and all of its inhabitants. You’re one of them. Now, please, you must come with me!”

And much like every other teenage boy being told they’re destined to save a city they’ve never even heard of, I start to freak out- again.

“WHAT? But, but, but, that can’t be true! I’m Charlie, I’m 15, and new, and weird. Complete simpleton. I can’t have been chosen!”

Gus goes on. “We’ve been on the look out for the past one hundred years. Something is coming, and you’re involved. Now, I can tell you more where it’s safe. But you have to come with me now. Please, will you? Or will you be left vulnerable, without a watcher? Because he’s your lot.”

I glance back at my watcher… What do I do? There’s Mum, she’ll be worried about me. Or will she? Gus has powers, he’s already, somehow, calmed me down, which is a feat in itself. Surely Mum will be fine?

“Your Mum will be fine. She already thinks your staying at a friend’s.”

Trying to ignore my shaking my hands, I take a deep breath, and say:

“Okay. But you need to tell me everything when we get there.”

“Deal.”

The portal opens and we walk in.

Okay! That was Installment #3! I hope you enjoyed it, and of course, any thoughts would be appreciated, if you want to share them. 

I hope this entry gave the story a bit more of a direction, there was certainly a lot more to it than the previous entries! 

I hope you have a wonderful day and I'll see you all soon! 

Byeeeeee! 

-Abi xxxxxxx