Tuesday, July 20, 2010

81+1 Heroes Ch. 6: I Settle Down a Tantrum

After I've settled down enough I went to Dexter's room. The door was opened already. As was the Lab door. I walked in. "Dexter? Where are you? I want to talk to you about something." I saw some stairs leading to a higher level, Dexter was at the top, halfway out the door leading into the next room. He had a panicked look on his face. "You have to leave! Now!" He yelled. There was a sound of an explosion and he ducked back into the room. I followed him.
The room was an observatory placed high above the ground. The room it was observing was a huge empty room. On the other end was a Big Metal Door. I recognized the room. I was down here the other day. Before I saw Dexter's.......Oh No. Soon the room was filled with Big robots and giant machines. Turrets popped out of the ceiling. Is today a.....Today is the Full Moon! He spent the day preparing for this!
I heard Dexter mutter, "She's never gotten this far before." I looked at the guns attached to the machines. "Your not seriously going to kill your sister are you?!" He looked at me. "Kill her? What? Its all stun grenades and sleeping darts! Who told you about her?" He looked angry. I never got to say my answer. The big metal door on the other side of the room fell to pieces. And standing there was a little girl, who couldn't be any more than nine. And fear swallowed my heart whole.
She had short jeans, tennis shoes, a white t-shirt, and red hoody that was three sizes too big. The hood of it was on. She had light brown hair. Her eyes were a deep ocean blue and her face....... No young face should look so tired, so aged, so angry. What scared me was that she looked like she was wearing her own shadow and she held a strange looking sword. Attaching the handle to the blade was what looked like a metal wolf's head, pointing towards the end of the blade. There was a pause Dexter said into the microphone, "Open Fire!" and the machines obeyed.
She started by blocking the first few darts. Then she threw the sword to her right, as it was spinning it turned in the middle of the air. And it sliced all the guns that were pointed at her. One Android tried to shoot it out of the air, but it missed, and it skewered it in the chest. Red ran towards it, grabbed the sword and continued to destroy. She was an athlete, a miniature athlete of destruction. She was jumping twenty feet in the air. I just saw her punch a dent into a robot that a car could make and kick the head off of another android. Every dart either missed or she deflected it, every stun grenade didn't seem to have any effect.
Soon there was nothing but ruble. She was now hanging just outside the window. She swung the sword back then I made eye contact with her. She stopped dead in her tracks. We stared at each other for a few minutes. The Darkness around her lightened up a little. Dexter moved very slowly, he pushed two different buttons. Suddenly gas sprayed in her face from under the window, after coughing erratically she fell. I ran and pressed myself against the glass. She fell on an air mat, with the sword landing beside it. She was out cold.
Then I did the most stupid thing I have ever done in my life. I found the door leading down to the arena and ran through it, ignoring Dexter's callings. I went to she if she was OK. She was, mostly. Dexter shoved me out of the way. He picked her up gently and started walking towards the exit. Bfore I followed them I glanced back to look at the sword. It wasn't there.
We got to a different room. I don't know if it was the same room she was in before, but it had a window right beside the door. He set her on the bed ever so delicately. He kissed her on her cheek and left. I didn't go into the room. When Dexter came out he sealed the door behind him. Without looking at me he said, "You should leave." He started to lumber off. I called out to him, "Dexter! I want to help. You don't have to do this by yourself. If you just opened--" He cut me off, "Just, leave. I wish to be alone." He sat at a desk and buried his head in his hands. I wanted to stay, but I guess I should just leave.
I didn't get a lot a sleep that night.

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