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Chapter 6
First Time in the Battlefield
Apollo
“ Apollo? Are you in there?” I heard a voice ring out from
the other side of the door. I was still half asleep and had half a mind to yell
out ‘ go away mum, I’m too tired to get up today’. But then as I opened my eyes
more I looked around and saw that this was not my room. Well, not the one in my
home anyway. I realised I was still at the cave.
“ Yeah,” I replied with a groan as I got up to wash my face
in the adjoining bathroom beside my wardrobe. I saw that I didn’t actually look
that bad. My hair was usually this bad and well, my face could use a quick
splash of water. It would help a little.
“ Um, may I come in?” I at first hadn’t noticed that the
voice was Raven’s. Cassie’s, Cee’s, uhh
whatever I’ll think up something to call her later without sounding like a
weirdo. I had to admit, morning was never something I enjoyed. Especially
if I had a really good sleep. It always made me feel better if I only had an
hours sleep. Weird, I know, but still my body doesn’t like sleep.
“ Sure,” I went over to open the door. Her hair was down.
That was the first thing I noticed. It looked absolutely perfect. Got to stop doing that, I scolded
myself.
“ Are you just going to stand there or are you going move
inside the room and let me in?” She had a grin on her face as if noticing that
she caught me off guard. She must have also noticed I had been asleep because
she looked over to the bed and then back to me.
“ Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you. Well, I did sort of. We’d been looking
for you for the past eight hours and then we thought you had went home, but
then Lumos had been called by your mum asking where you were because you
weren’t with her and then her called
usandthenwestartedpanickingbecausewethoughtyouhadbeenkidnappedorhurt,” Her
voice sped up and her words melded into one. It was sort of cute the way that
happened sometimes. Damn, if I continue
to think like this there will probably be an auto-eject button on the ship
I scolded myself again. I just couldn’t afford to think like this not this
early in.
“ Nah, I came to take a nap. Guess I was wiped from the
fight still. Sorry for the scare,” It wasn’t like I had gone into the room
thinking that I would be staying the night.
Oh well, these things happen I thought to myself as I went to grab my phone
from the bedside table. I had to text my mum to let her know where I was and
that I was safe. She knew about, what she had decided to call ‘ extracurricular
activities’, and was fine with it. Herself and my dad both being ex-cons. They
were glad that I was fighting for the hero’s though instead of the guys they
worked for. The HHC knew about them but
I didn’t like to advertise that with others though.
“ Hey, you never told us who you are. You know that?” Cassie
asked me with a raised eyebrow. She was always a step ahead. Found that out a
few weeks ago when she was waiting
for the bank robbery to happen. She was very good at being a hero.
“ Didn’t I? Well, my names Lachlan,” I told her. What I wore
was barely mask, so it wasn’t like I was
trying really hard to keep who I was a secret. It was just the family I
kept to myself. It had become somewhat of a business over the years. Both my
parents and their parents and their siblings were all cons who had been locked
up more than one time. My own cousins and brother and sister had all left home
a few years ago to go and work together in crime. The wanted me to go with them
but, hey, I just wasn’t made for that stuff. My parents were very proud to say
the least.
“ Nice try, need more detail than that Lach,” She gave me a
small shove in the shoulder as she went to go and sit down n the bed. Lots of people called me Lach. I had never
really liked the way they would say it but coming from Cassie, it sounded
right.
“ Fine, I’m fifteen, like you, and I enjoy fighting with
swords. Happy?” I noticed she smirked a little when I said my age. I thought it
was nice the way she smirked. It wasn’t as evil as Scar’s or devilish like
Becca’s. It was more natural, more honest.
“ For now, but I will find out every little detail about you
Lachlan. I’m quite the detective, you know.
Nowhere near as good as Scar but one can try,” she laughed a little at
this and went to stand up. AS she did
she turned and pulled me up with her.
“ Where are we going?” Obvious question, but I never knew what was going on with her. She
always seemed to be thinking about seven different things at once. One time,
last week, we were patrolling together - to talk about the team and how it was
going with setting things up- and half way through a fight she turned to me and
asked “ do you think I should dye my hair?” random question. It not only
distracted me but the guys we were fighting. She realised a second later what
we doing and turned around and knocked them both out with an amazing kick
pushing the heads together with so much force.
She didn’t dye her hair.
“ The kitchen. You need to eat breakfast before we start
training,” She pulled me down the hall. As we walked through the living area I
noticed that Becca and Cobey were fighting over the TV remote. I hope they’re not going to be like that all
the time, I thought to myself. Barely noticing that as Cassie continued to
pull me through the living area by my hand Becca gave me a small glare. The don’t-even-think-about-hurting-her
one.
“ Breakfast, I don’t really do breakfast,” she just turned
to give me a your-eating-and-that's-final look. “Fine” I say putting my free
hand up as in to surrender.
Raven
I couldn’t help but notice that after I told everyone who I
was, they all opened up too. Everyone except Apollo. He had walked off. At first I thought it was because he needed
the bathroom but after, everyone else started going their separate ways. I
realised he wasn’t going to come back and tell us who he was. Not yet anyway.
Probably realising what I was thinking about Becca came over
to me with a little smirk.
“ Want to go and train? I could whoop your ass for a few
rounds? Make you forget that guy your thinking about,” She laughed a little
when I felt my cheeks turn a little red.
“What guy?” I asked all innocent but knew my eyes were
betraying me again. Not to mention my cheeks that were now ablaze. She just grabbed my wrist and led me onto the
sparring mat in the training room.
“Voice activation, permission: 07701,” Becca called up and
all of a sudden that mat came to life with glass panels on the walls showing
scores and recoding the session so we could see where to improve on later.
“Let’s do this,” I took up my fighting stance and got ready
to fight. The computer counted down from three and then a little whistle went
off somewhere. After that Becca screamed sounding off a white noise. I grabbed
my ears and fell to the ground. She came up and pounced on me while I recovered
and pinned me to the ground.
“ Point to Whitenoise, Fail Raven,” The computer announced.
“ Let’s talk shall we?” it wasn’t a question. Becca was
using the tone of voice she used when she interrogated the creeps we caught
each night. She reserved it especially for them. She had only ever once used it
on any one else. Again it was on me. Last year when I had broken my ankle she
had used it to get me to spill about how Riddler broke it to try and make me
reveal who I was. I didn’t but that's not the point.
“ Do I get a choice?” I tried to push her off but there was
no point. She would just use her powers over until I finally caved in and
talked. May as well talk now.
“ Nope. Spill, you like him don’t you?” I stared her into
the eyes and used the same tactics I used when captured. Lie, lie and lie
again.
“ Who do you mean? “ I kept my face a solid mask. I know she
could see right through it but hey, it’s worth a shot right?
“Apollo! Gosh, its like you’re trying to make it obvious.
Honestly, I think Scar worked it out already,” Crap! There is no way I like this guy. Even if there was I wouldn’t
because he is so darn toned and strong and …. God! What was I doing
thinking about this? He was a team mate. And it wasn’t like I liked him. He was
a friend. A hot friend, which wasn’t a bad
thing.
“ He’s a friend who is nice to look at,” I smirked at her
obvious blush. She may not have known it but I had caught her staring at him
for a few minutes while I was talking about my past. And let me tell you, she
was enjoying the view.
“ You caught me
didn’t you?” Was that shame I heard in her voice? Never had I heard her use a
shamed voice. Well, she must think I
really like him then, I thought to myself with one of my little smirks that
she always hated.
“ Yeah, and I could tell you were enjoying the view. Was
that drool coming from your mouth?” she hit me lightly and then hopped off me
and pulled me up. I wasn’t going to run because she would just scream and
almost deafen me. I gave in and decide to talk to her.
“Wait since when was this conversation about me? Don’t
answer that,” she held a hand up to stop me from talking. “ We were talking
about you and Mr hot stuff. You like him. Yes?” She was making kissy faces at
me.
“ NO! I just think that he has a great body that you could
stare at all day long and have no problem been caught staring at said body.
Besides, we’re teammates and it would just be weird if we got together. PLUS!
He doesn’t like me like that,” I added in good cause because knowing Becca she
would find a way to state that if he hypothetically liked me it wouldn’t be
weird at all for us to go out. No, na uh, I wasn’t letting her get that out of
her mouth.
“ Scar reckons he likes you. Worked it out when you were
fighting supposedly. With Riddler I mean, not each other. Speaking of, have you
two ever had a fight yet? I mean sure its only been a month or so but still, we
were always fighting when we first met, and not just with our words,” She
raised an eyebrow at me and I outright laughed. She was right. The first week, he
mentor had to restrain her from killing me a few times. That was the HHC
suggested she taught me how to defend myself. That solved the problem of us
always fighting. Once she saw that I was good she started respecting me and in
a few months she had become like an older sister,
We were rolling on the floor in laughter for a few minutes
before we realised that Scar had jumped down from the ventilation shaft above
us. I just rolled my eyes as Becca said, “ Do you ever enter a room like a
normal person? With I don’t know going through a door? Do you know what a door
is?” That just sent me into more laughter as she said this. I got the worst
glare from Scar, which of course just made me laugh harder. It was only when I
realised that he had been up there the whole time I stopped laughing and glared
at him. He didn’t even flinch at this though, which I was expecting.
“ What did you hear you little troll?” I went to go grab him
but he zoomed behind me. “ Tell me now or I tell White here about the time you
got locked in the closet for five hours!” He glared at me harder than before.
But id didn’t back down. I glared at him just as hard.
“ You wouldn’t!” He yelled at me. Daring me almost. I took
that dare.
“ So, Becca want to hear about the time our little bro here
got himself stuck in a closet?” I asked her sweetly flashing my eyelashes at
her.
“Sure, how did Mr Ninja get himself trapped in a closet?”
she came and sat closer to me. I opened my mouth to speak to her when I
suddenly felt a hand clamp around my mouth.
“ Fine, I was up there the whole time you two were in here.
And yeah, it’s true Apollo likes you,” he smirked at the end. My discomfort for
the fact was obvious. He likes me! Holy
Shit! I need to talk to him, wait no I need out of here, I thought to
myself in a flurry. Becca caught my frantic thoughts and quickly told me to go
for a run around the city near by. I put on my uniform, some black three
quarter leggings and a crop cut top with fire and ice on it in the middle of my
chest. My hair was pulled back into a pony and had my combat boots on. I
grabbed a motorcycle from the hangar and drove out through the city trying to
clear my head.
It was about 1:30 in the morning and a few criminals later
that I went back to the base. Everyone was in bed but Scar. I would have thought
he had left to go home ages ago but no such luck. I had been trying to avoid
him. For a thirteen year old he was pretty grown up. It kind of made me think
that all of us here, the heroes, were just kids who grew up too fast. Well, to me
anyway.
“Hey, Cass, can we talk? I want to apologise,” Scar sounded
really sincere. But I wasn’t going to let that be the only thing that made me
talk to him. I also wanted to be sure that what he had said had been true
earlier. I doubted it wasn’t, Scar had a knack for finding things out and using
it against people. Just ask about the time he got me busted for sneaking out at
night one time to go and hang with a friend. This was when I was staying with
my second set of foster parents. Not a fun day afterwards.
“ Sure. I took down about eight guys tonight, don’t see how
talking could hurt,” I came to sit beside him on the couch. I tucked my legs
under me and chucked the bow onto the coffee table.
“ I’m sorry, about earlier I mean. That was just cruel to do
that and play with your head,” he looked me in the eyes and took off his
glasses that were blacked out. He could see out of them, but no one could see
in. He had some amazingly startling green eyes. Almost electric.
“ Harry, it’s okay. Look I get that its easy to get carried
away sometimes. I know I do all the time. But I have to know, is it true?” I
asked shyly dropping my head. It was obvious to him. I was careful before I
said his name that no one was around. Only myself knew his true name on the
team. Becca called him H sometimes and tried to guess his name. She had gotten
it right a while ago but, you know what it’s like, we couldn’t tell her she
guessed right so she just continues to call him by H or Scar.
“ It’s true Cee. He may not have admitted it but it was
obvious. I know you feel the same way too. You guys should try talking about
it,” he was just waaayyy to grown-up for my liking. Harry, having such a hard
life like mine knew the difficulties but had learnt to accept them. The only difference
between our lives was that I was put into foster programs and he was adopted by
Omega. Still it had made him grow up just as fast as I did.
“ No, I can’t. You know as well as I do what happens
whenever someone gets too close to someone.
You know what happened to Chelsea. And David. Its been years since her
disappearance and it was hard watching him go into that grave,” my voice was
starting to crack. But I wasn’t going to cry. I had grown too strong to let
tears fall in front of others. He hugged me knowing that I wouldn’t let myself
cry. We had been friends since forever, why wouldn’t he know my habits by now?
“ That wasn’t your fault. You know that, and Apollo knows
how to look after himself. David didn’t and he knew that you were going to be
in trouble a lot and he could be drawn into it at some point. He knew the
risks. And we don’t know what happened to Chelsea. There is no way to prove
that her disappearance is your fault. I know she was your cousin, nothing but
that connects her to you,” Harry kept his voice low and steady. Becca knew
about this but she knew that I also, didn’t like to talk about it because it
stung so much. David had been… there and the next minutes he wasn’t. Chelsea my cousin was out with me one night, I
had looked over my shoulder to tell her something, and she was gone. I had gone and looked for her for hours but
found nothing. The next day I had continued hunting and even found myself
somewhere in Australia at one point, halfway across the world.
Nobody
has seen her since that night. Not even the guy who supposedly kidnapped her. I
had found him but not her. He had said someone had taken her from him after he
was hired to nab her. Hired, I
thought this must be the key word. I spent months tacking down leads but
eventually Frost told me there was no point. I had refused at first but then
gave in. Everyone in my family had been
taken away from me now. The only reason she wasn’t at my birthday that night
had been because she was at a school camp. It had only saved her life for two
years though. Now she was just as dead as the rest of them. She might as well
have been anyway.
“
Yeah I know, look I’m tired and I want to go to bed night Scar,” and with that
I left for my room. My new home was very different from the other rooms. My
wardrobe was a little bigger and the bathroom had an extension with a bathtub
for nights were I come home really bad after a mission. But my favourite part
of the room was the bed. The warm comfy bed. It was a double that was pushed up
against the wall with an alcove in the wall which I used for holding books and
a little lamp. I got dressed into my
pyjamas and hopped into bed. I set my alarm for 7:00 so I could be up ready to
train early when Becca got in. But for now I needed sleep. A good long sleep
with no disruptions. And that's what I got.
Longer than normal. Took me soooo long to write. I had some seriously large ideas for this chapter but obviously couldn't fit it all in. FYI, this chapter is 6 pages long printed out.
