OWS - Part 3

PART 3

… a tall figure in a long trench coat. Along with a big hat, scarf, boots, and gloves. The only thing you could see of the man, if it was a man, was his eyes. Bright, silver eyes.

‘He’s not on the team either,’ Alwyn thought, and made to step around him widely. But what can only be called darkness began to burst from under the figures clothing and everything around Alwyn suddenly disappeared. The other players, the tennis courts, the strange girl.

All gone.

Except the figure in the trench coat.

Alwyn stared dumbly at the person who stood not ten yards away, though it was the only thing that he could see, everywhere else was just … black. No, not black. Black would imply that light was bouncing off of something that was black. It was more like … nothing. There was really nothing.

“Rhys Jones,” a voice emitted from the direction of the cloaked figure.

Alwyn gulped, eyes wide, breaths quickening, and thought, ‘Either I collapsed from a nervous 
break down and am hallucinating, or … this is … actually happening …’

“The Council of Catastrophe has deemed you a threat.”

‘Definetly hallucinating from a nervous break down.”

“Either you join us, or get obliterated. Decide!”

Alwyn shivered from the malice laced in the voice. ‘Ignore him,’ he reasoned, ‘you need to wake up.’  The situation was pretty crazy, so Alwyn skipped pinching himself and full on smacked himself in the face instead.

“AaaaaAAAAH!” he cried, crouching down and holding his now red and throbbing cheek. “It hurt!”

“Of course … that’s what happens when you randomly and insanely slap your face,” the voice stated, there was a hint of confusion in it. Alwyn’s actions didn’t make sense to the thing that was trying to terrorize him. They didn’t make sense to Alwyn either.

“That shouldn’t have hurt … right? I’m dreaming … right? Right?!” Alwyn whispered, truly beginning to panic.

“This always happens,” the voice actually sighed. “Look, my powers are freaky, deal. I’m here. You’re here. And this is happening.”

Alwyn looked up at the figure and chuckled nervously, “Danger … wrong place, right time.”
“Boy! I need you to make a choice! I can’t do anything until you make a choice!” Alwyn felt the place shake, and he almost lost his balance.

But then a hand landed on his shoulder and kept him stable.

“Purple nail polish?” Alwyn looked back at who the colored finger nails were attached to, and there she was. The strange girl.

‘I need to know her name …’ Alwyn randomly decided. It was something he’d rather know then whatever the figure was. He had certainly collapsed from a nervous break down. No way this was real.

“Leave him alone, Black-Out,” she said, a confident smile on her face. Which, to Alwyn, seemed inappropriate for the situation.

“I have orders to bring you in, Lilac.”

‘So that’s her name.”

“I have a warrant out from the CC?” she seemed excited about it, something that Alwyn also thought was not appropriate for the situation. “Well, you won’t catch me.”

Purple sparks flew at Black-Out and exploded across his chest, causing him to stumble back.

Alwyn quite audibly gasped.

“You’re really going to have to get used to these sort of things,” Lilac patted his back, then grabbed his hand. “Hold on tight.”

“Wait, why …” Alwyn began, but he was suddenly blinded by a flash of light.

He kept his eyes shut tightly, not sure he wanted to open them and see what was happening.

He had experienced enough crazy things today, Alwyn didn’t want to see more.

“Alwyn,” Lilac whispered softly, gently lifting his chin up. Alwyn barely peeked out at the girl, and then widely opened his eyes once he noticed that she was standing on ground. And he could see it. The green grass! It was there again!

“I … I … I need to go find Rhys,” he blurted, and started running towards the soccer field. But Lilac grabbed his arm again and stopped him. She had surprising strength for he build and size.

“Don’t worry about Rhys, he’s safe for now,” she said, then began to drag Alwyn in the opposite direction.

“Wait, wait! How do you know? What if that thing comes back to get …” Alwyn started shouting off, but Lilac covered his mouth with her hand.

“Black-Out isn’t a problem right now, he’s no match for me, and he knows this. So he’ll go back to his comrades and they’ll send someone else,” she explained. Again, she was serious. She looked serious, she sounded serious, she radiated serious.

‘I’m not hallucinating,’ Alwyn finally realized.

“Someone else was sent to get Rhys, so don’t worry, he’ll be safe, too. And that’s why you have to come with me, so you can continue to be safe.” Lilac nodded her head for emphasis, and then began to lead Alwyn again.

“Where are we going?” Alwyn asked, giving in. No matter how weird this seemed to him, it was real. And the best thing to do was just go with it. And ask questions to hopefully explain things.

Lilac smiled back at him.

“I’m taking you to …”