Monday, 24 December 2012

Don't forget me!!!!

I'm not dead guys!!!! And you aren't either because the Mayans turned out to be just ancient trolls... Great, I still have to do my GCSEs... So, to remind you all that I'm not dead and that my laptop is just broken (I don't know when it'll be fixed...) I've written a short little story!

       Sparky Braginski sat down with her toast and flicked on the TV. Being part of the Australian Sanctuary was cool, but it also meant keeping up with mortal news. She sighed as another none-story went by on about how falling oil prices is bad for animals. Sparky soon finished her breakfast and was about to leave when a story did catch her eye.
       "... and now we move onto a very odd story from all over the world. Appearances like this first appeared in England a few years ago but they soon disappeared but now they're back. These appearances take the for of what look like assassinations. All shot with a single arrow and bearing this mark on their face."  the news reader said and an image flashed on the screen of what looked like two L's and an x. "These marks started to show up again two months ago all over the world. People are wondering if it's a copycat killer or if the original killer is back. We'll have more on this story in half and hour, but now..." 
       Sparky gagged slightly on her coffee and leaped across the sofa to the phone on the end table. She quickly dialled the number and prayed she would pick up. "Come on come on..." she hissed impatiently.
       The phone clicked and a very annoyed voice sounded on the other side. "Hello?" it asked groggily.
       "Robin!" Sparky shouted. "Did you see the news?"
       Robin Snowscar yawned. "Sparky, it's three in the morning here of course I'm going to be watching the news." she snapped sarcastically.
       "Seriously Robin!" Sparky urged. "Get your TV on or Google the headlines or something."
       Robin grunted the there was a whirring sound followed by keys being tapped. "Right, which headline?"
       "The one about the killings." Sparky said.
       "'Kay..." Robin said, scrolling down the headlines. There was a sharp gasp when she saw the one Sparky meant. "Could it be...?" she asked.
       "I think so." Sparky bubbled. "You'll have to meet me tomorrow. I'll fly over to you."
       "Where about and when?" Robin asked, pen ready to write it on her hand.
       "Erm..." Sparky thought, checking flight times. "Five pm at the riverside." 
       "I'll see you then." Robin hung up.
       "Right..." Sparky said, opening her own laptop and going to the email. She selected everyone in the old group and sent them all an email telling them to meet at Riverside tomorrow at five.
       "You're not getting away that easily." Sparky smirked.


       The setting sun made the river look red as Sparky looked down on it. Robin soon joined her at the river bank, her the same colour as the river.
       Soon, they'd all arrived. Zathract Mist, Nixion Strange, Eve (Sparky wondered why she had no last name...), Flame Phoenix and Ivy Animosity who was, of course, already thinking of ways to push Flame in the river.
       "Did you all read the article I sent you?" Sparky asked.
       They all nodded and Nix piped up. "How do we know it's her?" he asked.
       "Who else carries a Sharpie and is an assassin?" Zath countered.
       "They did say it could be a copycat." Flame interjected.
       Ivy laughed. "What do they know?" she scoffed.
       "They hope it's a copycat." Robin smirked.
       "So let's get right down to it, is Lynxia back?" Flame asked Sparky.
       Sparky was about to reply when a girl of about sixteen walked up. She wore and black and white striped top, black trousers and grey pumps. Her face was angular, her eyes white and framed by dark hair that fell to almost her waist.
       "You bet I am." Lynxia Lost smirked at them.

Just a drabble I wrote up while I was bored the other day. Hope it's okay!!!

Lynxia x

Saturday, 3 November 2012


Okay, so because I've kinda been neglecting my blog as of late, I'll just post some PJ fan fic, it's not very good but it's filler while I perfect the next few chapters of the Chronicles.

PJ Fan Fic - Chapter 1

(This starts a little earlier than the actual fifth book does. Seen as it's PJ I also get to use words like candy and mom!!!)

       I woke to find Travis Stoll poking my cheek. "Hey!" I complained and swatted at his hand.
       "Get up." he whispered.
       "Why?" I asked, glancing round I saw Conor was the only other one awake and the rest of Hermes Cabin was dark. "What time is it?"
       "It's three in the morning so be quiet, we need help with some revenge." he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
       I sighed, they always came to me for revenge, just because I was the daughter of Nemesis. I got my nickname from that too - Nemmy, it started out as Nemesis Junior but then it was just shortened to Nem or Nemmy. My real name is Valerian Richmond but that's always sounded too fancy.
       "What now?" I groaned, sitting up in my sleeping bag.
       Conor produced a bag of eggs. "Athena Cabin is gonna pay." he smiled.
       "No, I'm not trashing a Cabin. Forget it." I lay back down and rolled over.
       "Please?" one asked.
       "No." I said into my hoodie/pillow.
       "But it's revenge! I thought you and your mom were into that kind of stuff!"
       "Not at three am." I grunted.
       "What's going on?" Another voice whispered from above me and on my left. I recognised it as Abi's. She was my best friend here at Camp and had been here since I first came.
       "Nemmy won't help us trash Athena's Cabin!" Conor whined.
       "What time is it, like three am?" Abi asked.
       "Yeah." me and Travis said at the same time.
       "Well of course she won't, it's too early!"
       "Why are you up?" Rebecca Utanae chimed in.
       "Nemmy's being a cow." Travis said.
       "Shut up!" I snapped quietly and hit him.
       "Ow" he complained.
       "What was that?" Lance Williams had woken up now.
       "This is your fault." Abi snapped at Conor and threw her pillow at him.
       He took it to the face and went down, squishing his eggs. "Hey!"
       "Are we having a pillow fight?" Adam's voice sounded from near the door.
       "PILLOW FIGHT!!" Lance shouted and the Cabin erupted into chaos. I was hit with Abi's egg soaked pillow and I hit Travis in the face with it.
       Conor began pelting people with half-smashed eggs and before long everyone was screaming and covered in egg.
       "Freeze!" Adam shouted.
       Everyone froze and looked at him. He pointed to the window on the left of the door and a shadow of a harpie was stopped outside.
       Everyone shared worried glances, if we made a noise she'd rush in and probably eat us or something. Eventually the shadow moved and there was only a moment before eggs started to fly again.


       Eventually, we did stop attacking each other with eggs and pillows and sweeped all of the eggs under the bunk beads and headed towards the pavilion when the horn sounded. We all crowded round the Hermes table for breakfast. There were always loads of people in Hermes so I had to sit on a small, plastic chair at the end of one of the benches.
       Breakfast passed with the normal hub-bubb of noise, laughing and passing round of food plates but it all seemed fragile. There were less people than ever at Camp and we all knew what had happened to some of them, Percy had told us all of the Princess Andromeda where Luke was raising his army of monsters and turned demi-gods - including my brother, Ethan.
       I realised I wasn't eating but Abi poked me and I jerked back to my senses. "Come on, we've got sword practice with Jackson." she said and pulled me towards the arena.
       Inside we lined up against the back wall while Percy was demonstrating some moves we'd been practising this week. Then he called people up to practice fighting.
       I, meanwhile, day dreamed, like I always do.
       "Don't let your guard down!" Percy shouted but still got Adam in the ribs. "Sorry, dude. Bad luck."
       "Gods damn it." Adam muttered and stepped round to the edge of the arena to wait with the rest of us.
       Becky sighed. "He's so cute when he's fighting."
       I rolled my eyes. "He doused himself in seawater first, I can smell the seaweed from here."
       "I don't care." A dreamy look crossed her face as Percy started training with Neil. After a few strokes, Neil was down but Percy helped him up.
       "You're getting better." he said encouragingly.
       Neil muttered something about hating sword fighting and walked to the edge of the arena to wait with the rest of us.
       Percy called out to me. "Hey Nem, you haven't been up yet, why don' you come up?"
       I gritted my teeth but Abi pushed me forward. I gave her a death glare but stood in front of Percy with my sword, a heavy scowl on my face.
       Percy took the first swing but I leaned out then slashed at his arm making him turn. I brought my sword back up and managed to make a small cut on his shoulder.
       He gasped like he hadn't been caught out in a fight in a while then did a full turn and engaged me again. Pings sounded as our bronze swords clashed again and again, our feet pressing forward or skipping back to avoid the other blade. I pushed forward again when I saw a dark shape in the entrance to the arena. Nico di Angelo was leaning against the wall as if he had just melted up from the shadows.
       I'd let my guard down and Percy managed to push me down with the hilt of his sword. I glared up at him but accepted his hand and he helped me up.
       "Hate to interrupt but we need to talk." Nico said to Percy. He had been doing this since the summer session started, turning up, talking to Percy and each time Percy came back, he seemed even quieter and desperate.
       Percy broke a smile. "Yeah, sure." then he clapped me on the back. "Keep practising  you're getting better." he said then followed Nico out of the arena.
       "I threw my sword point down in the dirt. "Stupid Nico." I muttered. "He had to show up then, didn't he." I grumbled.
       Abi smirked at me. "Admit it, you're not sore you lost, you're just sore he didn't speak to you."
       "Shut up." I snapped and kicked my sword.
       Abi laughed.

Like? Anyway, these are the main three characters for my fan fic.

Lynxia x

Friday, 2 November 2012

Happy (late) Halloween, guys!!!!

Sorry this post hasn't been sooner but I've been away from home a lot... Anyway, just wanted to show you my Loki cosplay outfit that I wore for Halloween this year. It's not as good as some of the others that I've seen, heck, it's the WORST!! But for under £10 I think I did okay... Ish...

I know I look like a complete idiot but I don't care!! It took me forever to get my hair to stay like that...

Anyway, 'tis my Blog-day tomorrow so I'm going to upload the start of my PJ fan fic, promise!!! If I don't, you have permission to beat me up with brightly coloured lollies.

Lynxia x

Sunday, 28 October 2012

Teaser Post!!!!

Just as the title says, this post is going to tease you. I'm currently writing chapter 2 and 3 of The Brotherhood Chronicles. i got bored and decided to draw this, enjoy...

I spent a lot of time drawing this and Myles' hair was starting to get on my nerves, stupid colour(!!!) so I hope you guys like it. In the middle is the 'Tenth Stone of Scetna', all will be explained, eventually...

Lynxia x

Thursday, 25 October 2012


Sorry guys, I've been really busy as of late. Exams, art deadlines, coursework and more personal issues, but I'm still here!! Sorry!!

I've just really had zilch time to come on! Damn homework, it is my biggest bane... Well, that and maths or school in general!!

Anyway - stories and stuff because, let's face it, that's all that ever goes up on the Bubble.

Bad news, I have zilch. No Crescent, Patchwork, Fate, Chronicles - NOTHING!! I hate having writers block... Any suggestions of how to get rid of it? Pretty please??

Good news, I AM starting a new Percy Jackson fan fic. I'm not telling you who's in it yet, but if you have read the original 5 books then I could possibly draft you in... *thinking face* Leave a comment with parent, small history and appearance and I'll go from there, okay? No? Oh...

Well, other than apologies and disappointing news with all things story-ish, I have nothing else to tell you.
But I'll keep going, because I have no homework due in tomorrow!!

We should be getting snow soon!! Yay!! Apparently they've already got some further up and on the peaks, so that's something to look forward However, when we get snow I tend to go nuts. It'll be cold out and first thing in the mornings during holidays, I'll look up things related to my obsessions, right now, I'm writing them on a Christmas List (yes, I still make lists - problem?!?) and it ranges from the Death Note box set to a Percy Jackson Camp Half-Blood T-shirt

My archery club has also started back up after the field was flooded. We're back in the hall now, so inside target shooting for me!!

In other amazingly awesome news - IT'S GONNA BE MY BLOG-BIRTHDAY SOON!!! I shall be one blog-year old on November 3rd. That's the first time I ever commented and it was under the name Shadow9. It seems so long ago now...

One more teensy weensy thing, I've also been practising my manga and I think I'm getting better, but you be the judge!

'Tis all, me thinks!!

*hugsies for all*

Lynxia x

Sunday, 7 October 2012

Crescent, Chapters 15 and 16...

Chapter 15 - Two Days Later...

       "We're back on the scene, now, with Eric Arden, our crime reporter here on SNN, Eric?" the reporter on the television asked.
       "Thank you, Kate, I'm here live with Sargent Bradshaw of Sudbinam Police Force outside the Lawson Bank where this commotion started two days ago. I say started but we really saw the first signs of the, uh," he chuckled slightly "Superhero group known as HATE back in the late eighties when a series of kidnappings across the country resulted in mass-hysteria. Since then, they had become a normal part of society, also showing up in other countries until they now seem to have international branches. This was until two months ago when the Thames Disaster occurred and three million people died. Not only were there riots here in England, but also across the world as people called out for their own forms of HATE to be disbanded and leave the countries. However, after disappearing, HATE have now shown up here, can you shed some light on this for us, Sargent?" he offered the microphone to the same officer who had lead the assault on the bank.
       "I can try." he grunted. "When we got there, they were fighting amongst themselves and tying up their colleagues so they could take the money for themselves. They also-"
       "That's a load of lies!" a woman roared, pushing him from view and taking the microphone. "I was a hostage in the bank that day and HATE were not associated with me and my child's captors! They saved our lives and then he charged in and took the real criminals who will probably escape soon!"
       "That's not true, ma'am." he grunted darkly.
       "I think we'll go back to the studio for now, back to you Kate." the reporter said as the woman jump-attacked the Sargent.
       "Uh, thank you Eric for that-" Violet turned off the television.
       "Well, HATE have certainly become celebrities again." she said, smiling slightly at Philip.
       "That's a slight understatement, Mum, all people were talking about yesterday was HATE. It was all 'HATE this' and 'HATE that'. It's driving me nuts!" Sasha sulked.
       Violet laughed. "I can imagine, now come on, school." she said and got a moan in return. "You too, Phil."
       Philip grabbed his bag and joined his mum and sister in the elevator. At the bottom, he said goodbye and headed towards the train station. He swiped his card and boarded the train then sat in his normal seat. Only then did he start to wonder why he was being sent back to the school where he'd been found.
       His thoughts were disturbed when Pixel sat next to him wearing the JMA school uniform (navy blazer, white shirt, blue and silver tie with a black skirt).
       "Hey Phil." she said.
       "You're coming to JMA?" he asked.
       "Hm? Oh, yeah. You can't call me Pixel while we're there, you gotta call me Emily Hawkin. I hate my normal name." she sighed. She seemed to have tried to make herself look more normal. Her black hair was slightly curled and the streaks had been removed while it was also back offer her face rather than dangling in her blue eyes which were rimmed with less eye-liner than usual.
       "Emily isn't too bad of a name." he said.
       She laughed. "I prefer Pixel."
       "Anyway, why're you coming?" Philip asked as the train started forward.
       "Because Beam and Probe want to make sure Probe's mind blocks are working." she continued after Philip's blank look. "Probe blocked any memories Quake had about where he found you and placed the idea in his head that he want to wipe it off Shade's computer, too. I'm just here to help if any uglies do show up."
       "Ah, gotcha." he said as the train stopped at the Redbrook Station.
       "Yeah, I just can't be bothered to go. I mean, I was rarely at Hayfield because I was always needed at HQ so it's just going to be settling in."
       "You'll be fine." Philip said. "You're gonna be the smartest person there, Haystack or not."
       Pixel chuckled. "Thanks." she looked out of the window as the train stopped at HQ's skyscraper. "Wow, it's weird not getting off here."
       "You'll get used to it. Next stop is us, anyway."
       "Not too much of a journey then." Pixel, or Emily, said, looking out of the window at the city. "I've never been this far into the city before without Void or Probe before."
       Philip stared as the train started to descend. "No way."
       She nodded as they jumped off. "Mm hmm, not once." A few minutes later they had passed between the large iron gates of JMA and walked past the fountain and passed through the entrance hall.
       "Don't know why you're thinking you're gonna have trouble fitting in, it's just a school." Philip said with a shrug.
       "Just a school for the rich and snooty plus highly judgemental." she scoffed.
       Phil laughed then another voice sounded from behind them.
       "Who's your friend, Phil?" Andrew Lawson said, walking up with two of his friends.
       "I'm Emily, you are?" Pixel asked and Andrew almost flinched at her accent.
       "Andrew Lawson, nice to meet you." he said, turning the sleaze back on.
       "The same Lawsons' who had their bank broken into?" she asked, her face innocent.
       Philip turned away so Andy couldn't see him choking back laughs.
       Andrew's eyes were like plates. "Uh, yeah."
       "You should tell your dad to get better security." Pixel said matter-of-factly an walked away.
       Andrew stared after her then looked at Philip for an explanation but he only shrugged and caught up with her.
       "Did you see his face?" she giggled.
       "Yeah, I think if his eyes had gotten any bigger they would have popped out of his head."
       "I know! Oh this is gonna be fun!" Pixel beamed, the twinkle in her eye mischievous.
       They were crossing a corridor to their form room when a boy in the year above Philip and Pixel came running through the fairly busy corridor carrying a bag and a spray paint bottle and sending people flying as he barged his way through. He knocked Pixel to the floor, too. "Oi!" she shouted angrily after him but he was gone.
       "You okay?" Phil asked as she got to her feet.
       "Yeah, fine." she said, scowling down the corridor. "I wonder what he was doing." she said, her brow creasing.
       "Not a-" Philip was interrupted by Mr Harris the English teacher appearing at the end of the corridor, shouting. His thick glasses were askew, his bald head shiny and the wrinkles around his eyes very prominent.
       "... little vandal! You'll all pay, you animals!" he huffed, charging through the crowd after the boy.
       Pixel watched him go. "Is he always like that?"
       "Pretty much." Philip shrugged.
       The bell rang and the crowds slowly dispersed as people headed for form, one person to walk to Philip's form was Luna who walked up from the opposite direction to Mr Harris.
       "Hey, d'you know what happened?" Pixel asked her.
       "Hm?" Luna looked up from her timetable, her hair was tied into two, low pigtails but still had the crescent hair pin at the edge of her side-fringe. "Oh, someone wrote 'long live HATE' o a wall with bright pink spray paint."

Chapter 16 - Gossip...

       It seemed that everywhere Philip went, the only thing to talk about was HATE. One of the main gossipers was Cassandra Wright. She had been watching through the window so, naturally, everyone wanted to talk to her.
       Philip was sat next to Kyle with Pixel at the desk in front of them (Jess had broken a few ribs and an arm at the bank so she wasn't in) while Cassandra was chatting away to some other girls on Kyle's right.
       "Well, who do you think is best?" Alicia Brown asked.
       Cassandra tapped her chin and then her eyes lit up. "Haze, by far, he's tall and strong and controls fire. Imagine the heat, no what I mean?" they all burst out in fits of laughter and Ms Richards told them to shut up and get on with their work.
       Kyle sat frozen, his expression mortified. His eyes were huge, his pupils dilated and his mouth was a thin, upside down U.
       Pixel, on the other hand, was shaking with laughter and trying to write but she couldn't even hold a pen.
      Philip was grinning too and resisting the urge to laugh by biting his lip, hard. He patted Kyle's back. "So, when's the wedding?"
       "Shut up, Phil. Seriously, this isn't funny." Kyle snapped.
       Pixel rolled her eyes, still smiling. "No, not at all."


       Cassie and the other girls were still laughing when they left the classroom thirty minutes later.
       "What you got?" Pixel asked.
       "History." Kyles sighed.
       "Biology." Philip said.
       "I've got IT so I'll see you both later." she said and went down the corridor to the left. Kyle also went left while Philip went right, towards the newer science block. He came out of the back arch and crossed the small courtyard to the glass and redbrick building. It was only two storeys tall but it held eight classrooms, each had a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, and two preparation rooms filled with chemicals.
       Philip had just climbed the few steps into the main corridor, like the other students going to science, when he heard a yelp of pain behind him.
       "Ow!" came a girl's voice.
       Philip turned to see Luna collapsed on the steps, clutching her ankle. Nobody else had even turned round. He scowled a bit and walked back to her. "Hey, you okay?" he asked, stretching out his hand.
       "Yeah, I just fell on the steps." she said, taking Philip's hand and he helped her up. "Thanks." she smiled and took a step but collapsed again as she put her weight on her right leg. "Ah!"
       Philip helped her up again. "You wanna go see the nurse?"
       She nodded whilst gritting her teeth. "Mm hmm, will you help me get there, though? I don't think I could walk and I've forgotten where it is." she grinned sheepishly.
       "No problem." he said and put her right arm around his shoulders and took half her weight.
       "I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy!" she giggled. "I'm wasting your time."
       "Hey, it's only biology, it's not like it's anything important." he grinned back.
       She laughed. "I'm Luna, by the way, Luna Heart." she said as they entered the main school building. 
       "Philip Forster." he nodded and turned them onto a corridor branching to the right and up a flight of stairs.
       "Yeah, I think I've seen you around but I can't quite remember. I still haven't settled in." she sighed. "I kinda miss London."
       "Is it very different from here?" he asked as they climbed another set of stairs and turned down a wide corridor to the left.
       "Not that much, just busier, but I miss my friends." she replied with half a shrug.
       "You'll settle in soon." The stopped outside an office marked 'Nurse's Office' with three chairs outside. "There you go."
       Luna knocked and opened the door when a voice replied with "Come in."
       "Sit there, love." the woman said from behind her desk, gesturing to the small, medical examination bed.
       Philip went to leave but Luna grabbed his wrist. "No, stay? Please, I won't be able to find my way back." she pleaded, her grey eyes big and representing her name sake very clearly.
       He turned to the nurse. "May I?"
       "Sure," she nodded. "Take a seat outside.


       Fifteen minutes later, Luna hobbled out with a metal splint on her right ankle and a crutch.
       "I've twisted my ankle." she said.
       "Just on the steps? It wasn't slippery or icy or something, was it?" he asked, completely confused. She might say she's clumsy but it's pretty hard to fall on them steps dry, he thought. 
       "Not that I noticed." she replied, shaking her head.
       "Weird." he said as they walked back down the stairs.
       "Yeah, maybe. But thanks for helping me, nobody else even looked over." she said, her lamp-like eyes catching his again.
       "It was no problem, hones-" his phone began to buzz in his pocket. "Hang on." he said and pulled out his phone, nobody ever called him in the day, ever; he didn't recognise the number but answered it. "Hello?" he asked.
       "Falcon, we're back on business terms, me and Haze are at the gates. Stop cuddling up to Luna and get down here." Pixel rushed.
       Philip glanced at Luna, hoping she hadn't heard that. "I am not cudd-"
       "NOW!! Pixel roared and he dropped his phone.
       He picked it up. "Okay, okay, I'll be there in a few minutes." he hung up and turned back to Luna. "I have to go." 
       "What? Why?" she asked.
       "It's... Complicated. Biology is just down this corridor, into the science block and the second door on the left." he hurried.
       "But why-"
       "I'm really sorry, I just have to!" he called back over his shoulder. When he was round the corner, he jetted himself forward and was at the gates in two minutes, landing next to Pixel and Kyle. "What's up?" he panted slightly.
       Kyle looked solemn. "HQ's under attack."

I promise it starts to get more intersting now, I'm sorry for the incredibly long build-up!!

I've started a shipping war between my friends. Some of my friends read this and now they've started shipping it! I don't know whether to be flattered or freaked out.
On one side there's 'Flaxle' so they're shipping Philip/Falcon x Emily/Pixel.
And then there's 'Fluna' (seriously, that's what they came up with, just... Just don't ask). That's Philip/Falcon x Luna.

I just stopped asking and let them get on with it.

As for in the last upload, in Paranoia's speech, those typos are meant to be there so you know what her accent sounds like. I wouldn't miss that many typos in one space.

Lynxia x

Thursday, 20 September 2012

Crescent, Chapters 13 and 14...

Chapter 13 - Power Control...

       Everyone looked at Probe and he held up his hands.
       "I'm not on the Plane." he insisted.
       Jinx closed her eyes, both hands held to fingers to her temples. "It's Probe! Get the Hell after him!" she roared, pointing frantically up the staircase.
       "What about the hostages?" Quake rumbled.
       "You stay and shoot if anyone touches the inner door." Flee comanded and then reappeared at the top of the stairs. "Oh crap." he muttered and ducked as Beam threw a jet of light at him.
       "Go!" Beam urged.
       Void teleported to Quake and kicked the gun from his hand and he threw her into a wall but she bounced back and landed several kicks.
       Kyle and Jess vaulted the staircase and tried to back the hostages away from the woman Philip didn't know. Jess shot a vine from her hand but the woman batted it away as if it were a small fly and reached out to the pair. Suddenly, both Kyle and Jess were screaming and clutching their heads as if they were going to crack open.
       Jinx splayed her hands and five hostages got up and charged up the staircase with dull, dead eyes while Jinx nodded to Flee.
       "She's told him the code mentally, go Falcon, we'll take care of the rest!" Probe urged him and ran down the stairs.
       Philip vaulted and concentrated on getting to Flee quickly. He flattened his arms to his sides and tried to be aero-dynamic. Philip crossed the lobby in a matter of seconds and had no time to slow down so he crashed head-first into Flee sending them both sprawling.
       Flee acted on instinct, reaching out for Philip and teleported to one of the higher floors, followed up by a strong punch to Philip's left cheek and a kick to the stomach.
       Philip stumbled back but his time in Hayfield High had taught him not to go down, that would be catastrophic, so Philip brought up his arms, ducked his head slightly to protect his face, and shot out with his right elbow and it cracked into Flee's nose cauaing him to clamp his hands to his face. Something about his eyes seemed familiar now, not the shock or colour but something else...
       "I've had enough of you, you little prat." Flee snarled, pulling his hands away from his bloody nose and feinted to go for Philip's face making him raise his arms, exposing his already brusied stomach which is where Flee actually landed his kick, sending Philip stumbling backwards, landing painfully next to a large window overlooking the skyline.
       Flee broke the glass with a chair then picked Philip up by the front of his suit. "They still rely on children to do a man's job then, I see." he said and held a limp Philip out of the window. Smiling, he let go and Philip began to fall.
       His stomach hurt, his lungs refused to take in air and his head spun while the world twirled arouned him. Concentrate, he yelled at himself. He thought of when his mum had made him a giant cake for his sixth birthday covered with superheroes. How ironic, he thought but found himself slowing down. He thought hard and demanded himself to stop. Just when he thought it wasn't going to work and he was going to land on the people below, he came to a stop only inches above the crowd.
       "Oh my God!" someone cried pointing up at him. Other people's gaze followed her's and soon everyone was looking at him, some clapping, some wooping but everything was directed up at him.
       Philip smiled, despite himself, levelled and flew through the revolving door. The new woman had her back to him so he flew stright for her, flipped and kicked her in the back.
       She stumbled slightly but turned to face him.
       "No, Falcon! Don't!" Void screamed from behind her, her voice weak with pain and fear that was also shown on her face..
       But it was too late, the woman raised her hand and pointed at Philip, and evil smile gleaming on her lips.

Chapter 14 - Paranoia...

       Philip was confused at first but then he felt a stinging in his mind which grew until it was unbearable and, before he knew it, he was gripping his head in fear it would crack open.
       "So, you're Felcan, I expected more." the woman said in a thick accent which was a mix of heavy Russain and German.
       "Who- Who are you?" Philip managed to gasp, falling to his knees.
       "Me? I am Paranoia, loyal ayccompleece of C'ptain Shade." she said and Philip barely understood because of the pain and such a mix of accents. "And you shoodn't be ayble to speak." Paranoia continued and turned her hand as if turning a dial and Philip screamed which rose in pitch the more she turned her hand and she laughed as his fingers dug into his head, drawing blood.
       "Falcon!" he heard someone shout but it was far away and muffled.
       His head swam and he felt like he was going to die, like he was on the edge of a cliff and about to fall but never falling.
       Suddenly, Paranoia was thrown off her feet and a pair of hands materialised and helped him to his feet.
       "Are you okay?" Chameleon asked.
       He nodded slowly, rubbing his head.
       "Good, c'mon, we've gotta get outta-" too late. Just as Chameleon was closing a pair of shackles around Paranoia's wrists, amid insults in fifteen languages, the doors burst open.
      "Get down! This is the poloce!" a man at the front of a squad of fifty men and women roared, holding a pistol.
       "Crap, armed devision." Chameleon muttered.
       "Stand in line with your arms in the air." he continued.
       Other members of the squad began helping up the ex-hostages, one man went to help the woman, who had re-claimed her child, to her feet. "What are you doing?" she demanded. "They saved our lives!"
       "They are a threat to society if they are who I think they are." the squad leader snapped. He was clean-shaven with short, grey-black hair and cold blue eyes. "Who are you?" he asked of Beam.
       "We are HATE, I'm Beam, next to me is Probe then Void, next to Void is Shimmer and Chameleon. That's Morph and Focus, then Pixel and Falcon." Beam said calmly.
       "See, ma'am, HATE, they caused the Thames Disaster." he rumbled.
       "That's a load of rubbish! They've only ever protected us!" she retorted. "Long live HATE!" she yelled and the other ex-hostages took up the chant.
       "Well, they're still wanted so they're coming with us." the leader said as Pixel's arm swayed into Philip's.
       Philip was about to move his arm away as the plastic was quite hot from the machinery in her suit when suddenly they were on the roof of the bank.
       "Get in!" Beam yelled, pointing at the helicopter as two press ones drew closer.
       Everyone boarded the machine and it took off as Philip strapped himself in.
       "Looks like we're back in the spotlight, internet mentions of us made today are at three fifty and rising." Pixel said.
       "This will either make us or break us..." Chameleon muttered as they flew away.

Well?? I'm really starting to enjoy writing this now. I've basically stopped everything to write this. I'm really getting into it. I've laid out my plot twists, I know what's gonna happen and what should shock you, heck, I've even got favourites and that's not a safe thing to do with my stories because there's always a traitor. So yeah, I love writing this!!

I've added a search gadget over there so you can find the other chapters. >>>

Lynxia x

Sunday, 16 September 2012

Crescent, Chapter 12 - HATE To The Rescue...

       Tasha looked up and Philip followed her gaze to find himself watching Beam on a large screen clamped to the wall.
       "We've got accounts of disturbances downtown; the Lawson Bank's main building. A possible hostage situation so get up here." the screen went blank.
       Tasha looked at Philip. "Typical, but you'll just have to work on instinct. If you suddenly feel you should get in the air then you get in the air. Understand?" Philip nodded. "Then go!" she gave him a small push back towards the elevator and then she turned and ran to the other end of the hall, towards a large control panel. Pixel grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the elevator, running all the way.
       When they got to the elevator, Philip noticed no scientists had joined them but they were all at the other end of the hall. "Pixel, why haven't the others joined us?"
       "Huh? Oh, they'll go up to the Control Room, we're going up to the roof." she said as the lift shot upwards with alarming speed.
       Morph was practically dancing. "First field mission!" he exclaimed and Shimmer gave him an icy glare. 
       "Shut up, Morph, this is serious! People could die!" she snapped.
       Philip was starting to get concerned. "Why the roof?" he asked.
       Pixel stared at him. "To get on the helicopter, of course." 
       Philip stared and then the elevator doors opened onto the roof. It was windy and high enough to see most of the business sector through to downtown which was on his left. Straight ahead were a few smaller skyscrapers, a few mansions which housed bankers and then the river with the ugly concrete flats of Hayfield on the other side. The sky above the city was mostly blue with a few lazy clouds trickling lazily through it. The sun was a pale disk just emerging from over the top of a building to his right. On the roof were Probe and Void with Beam in the front of what was behind them; a large, black helicopter with two rings on the top which both held two sets of spinning propellers. The noise it was creating was loud enough so that it felt like knives were being driven into your ears.
       Probe was motioning for them to get in so they piled on while Probe joined Beam in the front. 
       "Strap yourselves in!" Void shouted and each of them gripped the race-car-style seatbelts. Inside the helicopter were two rows of seats, six seats with their back to the pilots and six who could see them through a small window.
       When everyone was clipped their belts together, Void hit a button next to her seat at the end of the row with their backs to the pilots and the belts tightened across their chests.
       "We should be there in about six minutes, given the air currents, Pixel?" Void asked.
       Pixel's eyes clouded for a second. "Only moderate breezes mostly but with a fairly strong wind from the south so that should carry us most of the way." she reported.
       Void knocked on the window and gave a thumbs up. A moment later the helicopter was rising into the air and off to the left.
       All the way there, the cabin was filled with an air of anticipation with a small twinge of fear for what they would find.
       Nobody spoke.
       Too soon for Philip's liking, Probe's voice filled his head. "We're going to need a scout to go in while we we land to see what's going on. Do not engage, that's an order." he said.
       "Are you mad?! He's a child! I'll go!" Void shouted.
       "No, Void, they'll expect you. It has to be Falcon."
       "No but's, Void, Falcon is going." Beam said over the microphone. 
       Void grumbled but didn't say anything more about it. "Under your chair." she said and he reached under and pulled out a mask.
       "No way." Morph breathed and reached under his own chair and pulled out a mask and everyone else did so too.
       Morph and Focus's masks were simple and black, just covering the top of their eyes. They were still quite effective in disguising their faces, though.
       Pixel's was black with the same green pattern as her suit. It was fuller than Morph's and Focus's so it covered her forehead and cheeks but when it reached her nose's bridge it split into an upside down V, leaving her nose and mouth open. Her eyes were covered by a translucent material that glowed faintly green and meant you couldn't tell where she was looking.
       "Awesome." she mouthed.
       Chameleon put on hers and its design also matched her suit. In shape, it looked like Morph's but with spikes of material underneath her eyes which stretched down her cheeks.
       Shimmer's was white and the same style as Morph's but with two spikes of material coming out of each side.
       Jess's was more like two yellow triangles put point together with a smaller triangle covering her nose.
       Kyle's was the same kind of design but his nose wasn't covered and the triangles had one curved edge each on the outside and was a deep red.
       Void put on hers and at a glance it looked like a mirror but when you looked at the images, it became just a shiny white. It was like Pixel's in the sense that it covered her forehead but, under her eyes, it was like Morph's.
       Philip looked at hiss and found it the oddest shape out of all of them. It was like someone had got a rectangle, squished in the top and the bottom and rounded the sides outwards and it had triangular slits for the eyes. It was the same colour as his suit.
       "Get it on and get going!" Void yelled, pulling open the door.
       Philip strapped on his mask and, before he could change his mind, jumped.
       At first, he was simply free falling but he clamped his hands to his sides, directed his head down and kept his feet together. The wind beat against his skin and the noise from the helicopter started to fade and, before he knew it, the people on the street weren't tiny dots any more.
       Time to concentrate, he thought and focused on a happy memory and levelling himself out. To his surprise, the effect was almost immediate and he was now flying ten metres above the heads of people on the street. 
       Flying! He was flying!
       He laughed despite himself and heard shouts as people saw him over their heads. 
       "What was that?" one shouted.
       "Dragonfly?" another yelled hopefully.
       "No, he wore blue and he hasn't been seen in years." someone snapped back.
       Philip bared right and headed towards the grand building almost directly in front of him.
       The ground floor through to the third floor were made of smooth, cream-ish sand stone which then gave way to an added ten floors of made of shining steel. The blend was odd but, for some reason, it worked. Above the overly-large, revolving door was a sign with 'Lawson Banks Ltd. - Sudbinam Branch' in large silver letters. A gun shot echoed from inside and the people who were gathered around, of which there were over a hundred, flinched back in shock.
       Philip floated for a moment as more people started to crowd around the main door then propelled himself upwards and caught a ledge of an open window on the first floor. He climbed in and went in, crossed to the door and listened: there was nobody directly outside.
       He opened the door and found the corridor completely trashed, Files, documents, pens and other desk debris littered the floor with obvious drag lines in it. Philip moved to his left, towards muffled shouts. After about six metres he reached the top of the marble staircase which curved down to stop just outside the main door to its left. The cashier cubicles were across the large floor. Above the centre of the room hung a giant, golden chandelier with an elaborate decorated circle in the marble beneath it. Directly across from the staircase were four large windows overlooking a road with the King's Gardens on the other side. Through the glass he could see people peering in with looks of shock and anger. 
       Philip counted four people despite the sixty plus staff and visitors. One had bright pink hair, a round face and wore a white leotard with a long cloak that was also white but with a black, swirling pattern and she also wore a thick, black belt but no shoes. Jinx.
       Five of the hostages had been picked from the rest and lined up in front of the door; two men, two women and a small baby. Holding them at gun point was none other than Quake, wearing the same clothes as when Philip had first seen him.
       Flee was also there wearing a black jumpsuit with a large, white collar that flicked up with matching boots. He was sitting lazily on a desk.
       There was another person there who Philip didn't recognise. Her hair was black and fairly long with light, ghostly green eyes. She also wore a leotard but it was black with long black gloves and thick, knee high boots. There was a spiky, white P on her chest.
       "Get back!" Quake yelled at the people outside. "Come any closer and I shoot." he roared, his gun pointed at the crying baby on the floor.
       "No!" a woman screamed. "That's my child!" she sobbed.
       "Shut up, I'm working." Jinx hissed, her attention on a man in front of her wearing a suit. "Just tell me the code to the vault and we can bypass the un-pleasantries." she continued.
       "No." he spat.
       "You should have just probed him from the start." Quake muttered.
       "I wouldn't do that because, unlike you, I'm not a barbarian." Jinx shot back at him. "However, now he leaves me no choice." she said coolly and calmly then placed two fingers from each hand to her temples. A few tense moments dragged by and then the suited man clutched his head and screamed. 
       Philip reeled and was relieved to see the others jogging up.
       Probe was wearing a mask but it was a black sash with eye holes and tied at the back in stead of what the others wore.
       Beam was at the front of the group but he didn't wear a mask, but a black, gleaming helmet. It was a simple dome that stretched down the back of his head, leaving his ears open but with a slightly curled piece of metal in front of each. In the middle of the front of the helmet was a long, rectangular piece of metal about three centimetres wide stretching down to the bridge of his nose and also a slightly raised ridge along the edges.
       Probe nodded to Philip and they waited, Beam signalling a countdown from five on his hand.
       "Flee, I've got the code," Jinx said.
       "It's two-zero-" she stopped suddenly.
       "Wait a minute..." she breathed.
       She looked at the stairs alarmingly fast. "There's another telepath here."

I do have two other chapters to type up but I don't have time, I really need to get on with my homework. There is fighting in the next one and I'll type it up when I can. It had smashed the record held by One For You for longest story, too. One For You has 13 chapters and Crescent has 14 and 1/2 at the moment and it's barely got going. Some of the stuff might also make you a little shocked so if you've been startled by anything so far, you might want to sit on the floor for some chapters. I'm really having fun writing this now. I can't wait until you see the new woman's power!!!!

Lynxia x

Saturday, 15 September 2012


Yes, read the title. Reeeeeaaaaad it and let it sink in!! 


#I just met Derek!
I just met Derek!
I just met Derek,
And I'm so happy!!!!#

Yeah, I'm happy and after the week I've had I can safely say I deserve it.

So, I got to the WHSmith in Hanley at 9-ish and there was another girl who had been queuing since  ten to eight because she thought people would have camped out. Sounds like fun... Seriously, it does. So we talked about the books and blah blah blah. By half nine we had been moved out of the shop and there were a few people. Ten o'clock arrived and the queue was now fifty people long. Then Derek's agent turned up and we were all like 'She looks official...' then they moved the sign and that did it, I was jumping up and down and squealing. Others were sitting down so we told them and it spread down the line like fire, with everyone jumping to their feet. We thought he'd come through the back of the shop so we were looking past the barrier (yes, they had to put a barrier in front of us) but what we least expected happened, Derek came through the shopping centre. He got to the main door and said 'hello' to me and this other girl (who shall remain anonymous as she isn't a Blogger) and I practically died!! I was just like O_O and then it dawned on me and - cue fan-girl mode - I was squealing again.

We were given little sticky notes to write our name on and stuff so I wrote 'I'm Lynxia Lost, from Blogland. Do you remember me?? :D <3 the books! *hugs*' and he did remember me!!!!! ^-^ I got a hug too and I got a picture with him which I will include in the blog post!! I also told him he had to mention Luce in a blog post because she's my sister who's awesome and didn't have the chance to meet him so it's the least I could do.


 ^^ Me with Derek!! ^^

 ^^ My little sticky note thing (yes I know it's a heart!!! That's all they had!!)!! ^^

^^ My signed copy of KOTW (I also got DB and DD signed!!)!! ^^

Oh, and I promise the next post will have story in. Please don't kill me Robin!!

Lynxia x

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

Crescent, Chapters 9, 10 and 11.

Chapter 9 - Captain Shade...

       The lights in the room faded as a projection screen unwound from the ceiling, lowering into place behind Beam.
       "So, after the business in London, Domito and McGregor have come to the conclusion that Shade has an Aquanan, someone who controls water." A picture of the Thames river appeared on the screen, except all the water was gone. "This picture was taken two months and three days ago. We believe the next target is Sudbinam and then off around the world. We've pulled you all out of missions all over the world, Void in America, Probe in France, Chameleon in Scotland and we've even had to halt training to some extent while also picking up some new hands. Our fellows around the world are getting worried, water was no where to be found in London for five weeks and if any passed through to the city in instantly vanished, no explanation so the government pointed the finger at us. Over three million died, and while London had a population of eight million and it was utterly decimated by a misused power. Now, compared to other cities like New York, Paris, Berlin and Sydney, London is tiny. If Shade does have an Aquanan, he can cut off whole harbours and even whole sections of countries, in dry places this is going to get very bad. This is going to go beyond bad and wave goodbye to catastrophic." The image changed and now they were looking at a thermal projection of a storm.
       "This is tropical storm Rachel and is fast approaching the east coast of America whilst nearing hurricane speed. If Shade does have someone who can control water we're betting this is his next target and if he gets to this, we're stuffed basically. We think it's someone young who doesn't really know what they're doing so Shade has been able to warp their mind. This just adds to the- Yes Falcon?"
       Philip had raised his hand slowly. "I know I'm gonna sound like an idiot, but do we know what this guy looks like? I mean, it would be pretty stupid to be chasing someone if we didn't know what to look for."
       Beam clicked the small remote and the image changed again, now it was a blurred picture of a man.
       His chin was rather large and slightly pointed with a white scar running from his right to left diagonally down on it, his nose was fairly upturned but quite flat, his cheekbones were high and like protruding slashes, this added to the effect that his sunken, gleaming, light grey eyes were in hollowed caves. His lips were thin but he seemed to be sneering in the picture while his hair was fairly short and gelled into place on his head.
       "This, is Captain Shade. He can control shadows and has been number one on HATE's Most Wanted list for ten years. It started out with petty crimes and then grew, he even kidnapped a member of the Royal Family but it was smoothed over. He's built up a following now of Exceptions and of normal people but this latest crime spree, it's his kind of thing." Beam said. "We also have a list of his top people in his following he calls the Chaos Army." he continued and a picture of a man Philip recognised glared out from the screen. "Quake, physically very strong but, er, challenged a bit mentally." he grinned and a slight chuckle rose from the people in the room. The picture changed again and now two women looked out. Both were fairly young but one seemed a few years older. They both had round faces with small, sharp noses. The younger one had a rather small, thin mouth and black hair while the elder one had a full mouth and dark auburn hair but they both had the same dark, shimmering blue eyes.
       "Echo," Beam gestured to the younger one "And Phantasma, the most powerful Soundsans in a century. They've been with Shade ever since he started to gather forces." Another picture now, a woman with dark pink hair and light blue eyes. The picture showed her kind face smiling and a few freckles were sprinkled on her cheeks."
       "Jinx, a dangerous telekinetic, possible psychic powers but we're not sure yet as she's a new recruit. She was a normal college student until this time last year when she suddenly showed up with Shade." The picture changed again, a man this time. His blonde hair was long and tied back in a simple pony-tail. His face was good natured and tanned, his eyes were dark and inky while the main structure of his face and his eyes suggested one of his parents were oriental in origin.
       "Another newbie, this is Shift and he an change the molecular structure of anything with a touch. Don't let him touch you, last time he changed a living thing... Bad things happened." Everyone grimaced while Philip looked at Probe, an eyebrow arched.
       "Beam's hand was a potato for three days until another shifter from New Zealand arrived and changed it back, it's a rare ability." his voice said. "It wasn't pretty when he tried to move it. Lots of blood."
       Philip grimaced too as Beam started talking again. Another picture. A woman with violet eyes and bleached-blonde hair, her face was angular and smooth while her eyes were big and her lips full. "Chase, don't be fooled by her appearance, her super speed makes her dangerous and her fighting skills just add to it. She's faithful to Shade after he some how convinced her we were plotting against her. She was our best fighter, but power made her paranoid. We lost a good person that day." Beam said, his eyes turning sad.
       "The last one we've got a name and full-ish details on is Shade's right-hand-man, Flee." The image of a young man showed. His eyes were a light grey, his black hair short and spiked and his jaw was the same as Shade's. "Like father, like son." Beam sighed. "We got a DNA sample of Flee last time we met and he's a half match to Shade. We believe powers are passed on through DNA so his mother was either a teleporter or he had teleporter blood. He's been trained all his life to hate us and he knows his power well." Beam clapped his hands once. "So that means you have to know yours too, go train. You all know your rooms and the scientists you need to track down if they're not already there." He pointed to Shimmer. "Be nice, Professor Graham hasn't been well and he's even more edgy than usual."
       Shimmer smiled. "I'm always nice, it's not my fault if he gets in the way."
       Beam narrowed his eyes while a small smile tugged at his lips. "Go on, all of you."

Chapter 10 - Part Of The Computer...

       They filed out of the room and Philip was stumped. The others went either left or right down the corridor without looking back. Pixel was six metres away when she looked back at him.
       "Nobody told you were to go, did they?" she asked, smirking slightly.
       He shook his head. "No."
       She sighed and muttered. "Someone should have told you." She placed her hands so they made a rectangle in front of her and then stretched them out. As she did, the air shimmered and turned blue then Philip was looking at Pixel trough a shimmering blue screen and two back-to-front lists. Pixel scrolled through the lists and tapped rimmed buttons on the side and after a few minutes she announced "You're with Tasha, try to keep your eyes in your head, and in Block D, corridor four, room nine E."
       He gave her a blank look as her arms fell to her sides and the screen faded.
       "Oh, right - take the corridor behind you and keep going past three crosses in the corridors, then on the fourth, take the corridor on your left, keep walking until you reach a fork and go left. Keep going until another cross and go right, then it's the third door on the left." she said.
       "What are all the rooms for?" he asked.
       She shrugged. "Just research and stuff. Most are labs with samples in that you can't enter most of the time because of tests, others are offices and training space. Then all of blocks D though E are specialised ENM rooms." she said.
       Philip blinked. "And you have all this buzzing round in your head?" he asked.
       She grinned and nodded. For this place and everywhere else ever recorded. I link to internet connections automatically and I'm constantly updating and downloading like a computer, so everything on the internet, or a computer connected to the internet, is in my head. If it's password encrypted, it only takes me a few minutes to run it through a code breaker of my choice. Nothing stays hidden from me. I can even see the streams of energy coming from everything so I can tap in, even into the mind, with limited control, because of electrical impulses. I know everything, I can even wipe people from existence on the internet or create fake lives." her grin was smug but her eyes were almost sad. Philip understood now, on a computer, she was a god, but in the physical world she had very little to protect her self.
       "I'd hate to play you in a game of trivia." he said, trying to keep the conversation light.
       She laughed. "Yeah, everyone says that, now I really have to go, I'll see you later."
       Philip tried to follow her directions but he still ended up getting lost twice and having to ask people when he saw them.
       He made it though, finally.
       He knocked and a laugh came from the other side - it was happy and light. The door opened and a woman looked out. Her face was tanned, her lips full and her blue eyes bright while her dark hair was in ringlets that bounced around her face. She was dressed simply in jeans and a T-shirt with a lab coat on top. Philip gaped slightly.
       "You don't need to knock, silly, come in." she smiled and opened the door wide. Inside was a fairly large room which was panelled in shining, white metal. There was, what looked like, a blue dentists chair with its back to him in the centre on the room with wires leading from it to the wall it was facing which had three monitoring screens, switches and a row of buttons.
       "Okay, just take a seat while I start up the ENM." she said, gesturing to the chair.
       "Um, what does ENM stand for?" he asked.
       "ENM stands for Exceptions Nerve Monitor. It just monitors your brain activity which is then sent to the Hub which devises a training sequence and simulation for you." she said, pushing a button and flicking a few switches. "Just lean back it it can start."
       Philip put his head on the headrest and three clasps gripped his head.
       "Don't worry," she said kindly. "They're just to monitor brain activity, heart beat and nerve connections. We've recently devised the theory that the energy passed through the nerves is what creates powers, the most common power is psychic which only has slightly more energy than a normal persons while an Aquanan's is very high." she explained.
       "So, where about would someone's be if they could fly?" Philip asked as beeps and wurrs started to emanate from the machine-wall in front of him.
       "An Arielsaf's would be just under an Aquanan's. It's a very rare ability and we scientists gossip, so I hear you have it." she said, turning to face him.
       "Yeah, Quake tried to kidnap me and that's how I found out."
       "Sounds like his thing. Wait, yesterday? They've got your suit fast, and it is fetching." she grinned as he blushed slightly. "Oh, where are my manners? I'm Tasha Layneson." she extended her hand and he shook it, stretching as to not move his head.
       "Falcon." he said.
       "You passed the fist test, you've got to accept that name as yours. Morph failed and said his proper name. He was a bit of an idiot."
       Tasha laughed again. "Good point."
       Suddenly the wall beeped. "Okay, the Hub's got your signal and the ENM has you saved to it's database." she flicked a switch, turned a dial clockwise and the clamps released. "You can get down now."
       Philip got out and rubbed his head, it felt saw. Tasha hit a green button and part of the wall on his right slid away.
       "Welcome to the Hub."

Chapter 11 - The Hub...

       Tasha lead Philip into a small alcove where the wall had been. She stood still and waited.
       Philip was just about to ask what they were waiting for when the wall dropped back into place and the small room fell with the speed of a bullet. Ten seconds later it came to a stop and Philip stumbled while Tasha gave him a sympathetic look as she remained standing.
       "You get used to it." she said. The wall lifted again and Philip felt his jaw drop. Another metal room lay beyond the opening in the wall but this one was as big as a football stadium and as high as a cathedral. 
       The others were there practising their own abilities. Closest was Kyle and he was throwing streams of fire from his hands and sheets of metal that rose from the floor before falling back again. Philip watched as a sheet of metal rose beneath Kyle and he backflipped to get away before kicking it and burning a whole where his foot had touched. He wore a metal band around his head with a yellow light on the front, now that Philip looked, they were all wearing them. A man in a white lab coat stood with what seemed to be an iPad watching Kyle. A beeping sound came from it and he smiled.
       "Well done, next sequence then." he said and tapped the pad. 
       Tasha was walking again now so Philip did too, nodding to Kyle as he passed who smiled back, mid jump over a piece of metal as a floating sphere zoomed towards him. 
       Next they passed Morph who was shifting into a large dog and attacking a man with one of the police arm wraps used in the K9 division to teach them to attack.
       Then came Shimmer who was enveloping a flashing red sphere in a pulsing, white bubble. The sphere exploded but no sound escaped the bubble. "Good." the scientist grunted. "Go again." and five more spheres floated up from the ground.
       The next section was odd at first. Sheets of metal rose from the ground and a thudding sound came from them and then a dent appeared but no one was hitting it. Then the scientist clapped and tapped his pad and the sheets disappeared as Chameleon faded into view. "Almost there, you'll get it this time." the female scientist said and Chameleon faded again as they passed.
       They passed onto dirt next and Jess shot past supported by a branch from a fast growing tree. She jumped as the tree crashed into the wall. Tasha bent under the branch and carried on so Philip followed.
       On the other side was Focus talking calmly to a man in a chair  "... I'm your friend, of course you can tell me, it'll be our secret..." while an old scientist in a blue lab coat watched.
       "That's Jeff, he has to be special." Tasha whispered.
       Then came Pixel shooting green energy at targets that rose from the floor faster than Philip could say target. An especially vicious shot made the target burst into green flames. The female scientist looked at Pixel over her iPad. "Take a breather." Pixel grinned almost sheepishly.
       Tasha stopped and went to the wall.
       "Where are the others?" Philip asked.
       "Hm? Oh, they've finished their training so they'll be helping look for the Captain or figure out the identity of the Aquanan." she said, opening a small, square panel in the wall. Inside was an iPad, a large, black button and three switches.
       "Time to train." she said and her finger was three centimetres away from the button when a blaring alarm sounded.

You lucky lucky people, three chapters in one post... Don't expect so much any more, I'm back at school now...
I promise there'll be some fighting in the nxt chapter, if not that one, the one after.

Lynxia x