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 Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:36 am
This is a book...or another book I'm making. It's about a yonug girl living in the #)#)'s the new time period. World War three had started between NASA and NAOE. Tori is dragged itno the war after a machine picks her. Will she be able to live thorugh this abnormal hell? Or will she even make it through her first battle?
This book is also posted at www.booksie.com
I'm also sorry that some o the chapters are all big one mess of a paragraph. It's wasn't supposed to be that way
FLYING HIGHER THEN THE SKY
Prologue
After the Afghanistan war, the world was at piece, and many more things were invested in. Technology rose in its demands and new things were created. NASA invested in most of this power. NASA became the most demanding organization known to man. Years went by. In the year 3030 NASA seemed to have all the power in the world. NASA was obsessed with their research and invested all their money in space research. Rockets were launched with astronauts and new planets were discovered. One planet was classified as the second earth because it was actually livable. Or at least inside it was.
The world did not stay at piece When the year 3000 had reached World War III was on its way. After these planets were found, NASA discovered a change in the spaces atmosphere and nothing was travelling in the patterns they had once had. New planets had formed into the atmosphere; one could be seen just like the sun from earth all day and all night. This earth like planet was like earth itself. But all of the earth’s components were inside of the planet.
With all of the new technology this planet was researched. NASA thought it was best for everyone to live on this other planet, that it would be better, and that everyone would be free of diseases. They would have nothing to worry about. They said as they specked about it they were already making houses for people. Some people thought this was cool and signed up immediately, others thought it was tiresome and rejected it. This soon became a problem as some people were being forced to go.
NASA started to force the people into going. People were captured and forced to work for NASA. NASA soon made a threat to the normal world earth, saying that they will destroy earth if they do not choose to move to Earth X. The streets became frantic with people running away from NASA guards. It came to the point that it was unsafe to leave a house.
The people who did not want to leave their planet formed a resistance and repented. They called themselves NAOE which stood for National Association of Earth. NASA and NAOE bit large suits of armor which people fought in. These suits of armor weighed 4000 tons and were half the size of a rocket. People were recruited into either association and piloted them.
The technology had changed though. Things didn’t run on rechargeable batteries often anymore. They ran on the persons feelings. When the person was happy, and joyful, the device would have plenty of power. But when the person was sad, the device would react to that and would not work efficiently. This was how the suits of armor were controlled.
When suits of armor are created, the suit of armor picks the person they want. Through the whole world, it won’t react to two people the same as it does to its designated pilot. Every suit of armor made, a search for the pilot is conducted immediately followed. Teenagers as young as thirteen were pulled into war to battle. The suits of armor were later called MDM’s which stood for Mobile Destruction Machines. These machines fought against each other. They were able to equip an array of weapons to assist their pilot.
By the year 3015, the world was at complete war. NAOE was fighting of NASA’s MDM’s to preserve their world and keep it safe. Streets were usually in a panic when a battle started and ran to the nearest safe zone. By this time a new technology became the rave of teenagers at this time. They were called Sky Boards, produced by the NAOE. Each person in each house hold received one. It was like a safe escape, something used to get out of a situation they needn’t be in. But the Sky Boards were not used for escapes much between the teenagers. It turned into tournaments, people danced in the sky with them. They even performed drams with them. Indeed the Sky board’s lightened the spirits of everybody and everybody flew them.
There were no more cars by this time. Roads had been destroyed, so the only way of travelling was by Sky Boards. Different forms of these boards were made. Some broke off into two boards, one for each foot. You could almost feel like you were ice skating in the air. Others were meant for family means and were one large board with for walls, a bottom and for large windows. It almost resembled a car, but it was a box more than anything. Most people enjoyed boarding with one slender board. It was better, and everything seemed so free.
These were only of the few technologies made. NASA had something else up their sleeve though. A new MDM was being made. But it was not a suit of armor. It stood for Massive Destruction Machine. It was a weapon being made to destroy earth.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:38 am
CHAPTER 1 Let it Rock
The wind was blowing at a steady pace that day. It was my kind of day. I lived my life as a Sky Boarder. It was fantastic. I could feel the wind rush through my hair, run past my face and I could fly alongside the birds that flew in the sky. I climbed out of bed. I loved this kind of feeling. I lived on Earth, not Earth X. My parents and I were part of the resistance in the town of Hondane. Hondane was a peaceful city that hadn’t yet reached the full point of war. The majority of the people here were Sky Boarders, we often gathered afterschool to perform skits or tricks or anything with our boards.
My name is Tori Winfrede. I’m sixteen years old and go to Hondane High School. Are school is one of the largest in the city because we have a school military pilot force stationed at our school. This has its qualities. I mean, were safe from any harm with the built in force field and everything else, but it can also be scary at times.
I climbed out of my bed. My room was a dark shade or orange, it looked like a dark tan. I had a white bed spread and white furniture. My Board was hanging on the wall. It was black with an orange border around it. My room was large. I had a bathroom on the far wall, and a TV on the wall to the left of it. My door was metal and I had to input ID to get in and out of my room. This was supposed to make it easier. The wall facing the outside was just a window. I had white curtains to shield me from the world though.
I went and took a shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed. I was wearing a white bunny hug that had no sleeves, and black kakis. I pulled on a pair of Black Energy boots. These were used for boarding so that you stayed on your board. Energy boots are magnetized for each individual to keep them on their board. They were buckle ups and came in an array of colors and styles. I had quite a few now. I stretched my arms. I blow dried my hair. My hair was a short dark brown color. It flared out at my shoulders and I had many different layers. I straightened my hair and added a bit of extra flare to my ends. I grabbed my board from off the wall and an orange back pack that was lying on the floor and walked over to my door. There was a small metal device on the wall beside the door. It had a small screen. I looked right into it with my left eye.
“Conformation complete, Tori Winfrede, good morning, how was your sleep?” The device asked.
“Fine thank you, I’m ready to go down for breakfast,” I said.
“As you wish,” it answered. My door slid open revealing the stairs. I walked down them, slinging my board around my back and holding my bag in the other. I went and sat down at the table. There was already a plate of food in front of me. I looked down at a plate of eggs and bacon. Typical, this would get me going though. I loved eggs and bacon. Mom walked over and set a cup of creamer filled coffee in front of me.
“Thanks!” I said joyfully. I took a sip of the coffee right of the bat and started to eat.
“Did you get your homework done last night?” Mom asked.
“Yea, it was easy. What do you expect? I have achieved a hundred in three of my five classes, of course everything is easy!” I said. I was smart. I was smarter than the average high school girl. But I just tried hard because I wanted to be in the air so I worked hard till the end, finished my homework so I could just leave the house and board. I seemed to be good at so many things. But sometimes this wasn’t the best thing.
I finished my breakfast in no time flat. “Thanks for the breakfast mom!” I said gratefully. “I’m going to head out so I can board a bi. There is quiet spot up in the sky right now, so I’m going to practice,” I said. A quiet spot was a place where the wind was silent, but still there. It was a calmer spot for practicing boarding techniques. I had to watch the news for this a lot.
“Alright, have fun, be careful!” Mom said as she washed dishes. I said good bye and ran out the door with my board and bag. I could immediately feel a small gust of wind through my hair. I smiled. We had stairs outside leading to a balcony. I climbed up them and stepped up onto the balcony. The balcony wasn’t much. It was just stairs climbing up to the roof top really. But I called it a balcony. It was the highest place to jump from.
I stuck my finger in my mouth and held it up in the air. I felt wind coming from the left side of me. I couldn’t remember which was North or South so I just trusted this. Walking to the right edge of the house I walked a few steps back and took my board from my back and placed my bag on my back in place of it. I took a deep breath and thought of the quiet spot and how much I wanted to practice. This helped me focus on my feelings. I closed my eyes and then reopened the, I started to run for the side of the house and then leaped into the air.
Our house was high and I didn’t like to get onto my board till I had fallen half way down. When I reached the half way point I had my board under my feet and had flown into the sky. The hood on my bunny hug flapped a bit with the sudden burst of wind coming from my behind. I swerved for fun, moving my legs to swerve to the right then to the left. I did this till I was in the clouds.
I had a large smile on my face. I was excited for the quite spot. I loved these spots because I could practice and just think about things so easily. I even laughed about what I could try. My bag was a built in CD player. This was for the boarders who were dancers on their boards. I did all kinds of dancing on my board. This ranged from the Tango, to the Rumba. Then there was hip-hop, jazz, and contemporary. I did a lot of hip-hop and contemporary. Once I was high enough in the sky I realized I had reached the quiet spot because I couldn’t hear the wind any more. I stopped on my board and was just standing there in mid air. I reached my hand to my back and pressed a small button. I heard “Let it Rock” play. I was working on a hip-hop routine to this song.
I took a deep breath and started to rehearse what I had already put into the routine. I knew many tricks now. I could do cylinders and spins. I did break offs which was when you broke your board into two in mid air and boarded on two separate boards, one for each foot. This was like skating in mid air, but easier cause you could never fall unless you doubted yourself, but I never did this.
I started to board backwards and did a break off. To do break offs you had to think and concentrate only on your board and think of it separating into two pieces. If it was successful, you would have to move both feet to board because you would have separate boards on your feet.
I lifted my left foot up. The board on my left foot remained there. I extended my left foot to the side and I started to spin. I pulled my hands in closer to my chest. You got a lot of power when you spun in the sky because you always had a small bit of air pushing you. You just had to be able to control your balance and mind. I had already gone though ten rotations of my skin. I pulled my left leg back in and performed a break in which was when you had your board reconnect.
I practiced this part of the routine over and over till I had to leave because school was going to start and the quiet spot had moved on. I started to descend back down into the city. I hovered over the school and landed on a plat form where many of the other students were landing with their boards. This was the place where you landed with boards. Some people walked to school, but you were called un-cool because the majority of the school boarded.
“TORI,” I heard someone call. It was Jackson. We were paired up as a duet partner in one of the boarding routines. He annoyed me, but he was extremely funny to be around. I turned around to face Jackson. He had short cut black hair that was usually spiked. He had green eyes and wore baggy clothes usually.
“Hey,” I replied. Jackson went straight to the complaining.
“Aw, why didn’t you tell me there was a quiet spot? We could have practices together!” he whined. I sighed and looked at him. Slinging my back pack off of my shoulders and replaced it with my board.
“I didn’t call you because I needed to practice my other routine for the competition coming up in two weeks. We don’t compete with our routine for three months, thus I don’t need to stress a whole bunch on it right now,” I said
“Aw, how mean,” Jackson teased. I only smiled and started to walk off towards the school. Jackson followed up beside me. “Well, there is a gust spot coming by. It’s going to be here around three thirty. You’re going to be there, right?” He asked. Gust spots were sudden jolts of wind. These were best for practicing break off spins and jumps. I performed many jumps and this made it easier for practicing.
“Of course I’m going to be there. I need to practice my break off, spin, fall off break in,” I said. I was trying to master this move. It consisted of high speeds. You started to spin with both feet on one board and when you got enough speed you would do a break off and extend either leg to get enough speed. The leg that you lifted you would stomp the air and then jumped. You had to concentrate with this because you had to do fall offs. Fall offs are a trick with jumps where you focus on letting the magnet on your energy boots reject the board so you could come off it. This allowed you to get in the air. You would then focus on the energy boots again to bring you back to the board and to a break in.
“Have you mastered it yet?” Jackson asked.
“No not yet, but I’m getting there. I’ve mastered for sure the fall off and then back into the break in, but I’m still working on the spins. But it’s coming,” I answered. I liked this trick. It was challenging and was fun to do. I would receive high marks if I could perform it correctly at the competition. I was ready to receive the medal for this.
“You’re definitely going to win!” Jackson cheered, “I mean, you’re smart, good at boarding, and other things. You’ll defiantly win!” He cheered. Jackson was over cheerful, but was always good at cheering someone up. We walked to class together and listened to announcements. It was usually boring because I was never mentioned in this. But today I was.
“Tori Winfrede please come down to the main office,” It said. I wondered what it meant, but I casually walked down to the office.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:39 am
CHAPTER 2 Military Recruit
Are halls were clean and were mostly windows.On each side of me was a long window.It was bright inside the school.The only time lights were really needed was when it was dark.The floors in the halls were made of an unbreakable glass.They figured it out somewhere in Africa in the rest of the years of the 2000’s.A couple people walked by me.There were in white and blue uniforms.
The uniforms there wore were made of the finest stretchable material.We studied this in class.I thought back to my book.One of the people who walked by me had a white skirt on with a light blue edge.There were white leggings under her skirt and there were two garters that held a knife and a gun.This was for fast and effective ways of defending on foot battle or sky battle.The shirt was kind of like sailors shirt that was used so long ago and became a trend again.The shirt was naturally white, but you wore a coat that had light blue boarders and a small light blue tie.The boots for the girls were large white energy bots.I had always wished I could get a pair of those, but they were strictly for the military.There were a variety of accessories for the uniform.Most people wore a head band or earrings, something else that symbolized they were a part of the military.
The men wore a coat similar to the girls, but the men’s were a bit more masculine.There were light blue pants and the white energy boots.Both uniforms and a small emblem on the right arm of the uniform.It had a picture of earth on it, to symbol the resistance.
As I walked by these two people, they looked at me curiously.They whispered something to each other and carried on.What was that about? I wondered.I puffed my face though and put my hands in my pocket and walked on.
I didn’t meet anymore people on my way to the office.It took a long time to get there though.Our school was so big, and the hall ways were so bright.It was door after door, hall way after hall way.I used to get lost in this place, but I finally got used to it…..after the school decided we needed a map in each hall way…that was the smartest thing they’ve ever done.
I came up to a glass door.It was opaque though.I couldn’t see through it, but it was made of glass all the same.To the side of the door was a device.I put my eye up to it like I did in my room and a scan started.“Tori Winfrede, welcome, please come in,” it said and the door slid open.I casually walked in, acting like I didn’t care.
I had my eyes closed as I walked into the room.But when I opened them I was surprised.The main office was big, and I mean really big….but there wasn’t much for furniture.At the very end of the office was a big desk. Someone was sitting behind it….I think he was the commander of the military…I think he ran the school.The commander was wearing the military uniform, but he had white pants instead of light blue, and he didn’t have energy boots on.He had grey hair and was blind in one eye.
To the right of him stood another person from the military, he was masculine and had white pants on as well.White pants signified that they were designated commanders or captains.A girl would wear a completely white skirt and light blue leggings and wore the energy boots.
In front of the desk I saw three chairs.The middle one was empty and my dad was on the right and my mom sat on the left.I blinked a couple times, wondering what was going on.“Please take a seat Miss Winfrede,” The commander instructed.
“Tori,” I replied.I hated being called by my last name, it made me feel old.
“As you wish,” he said.I sat down on the middle chair.The room was made out of complete glass and my energy boots made a couple marks.Small robots cleaned that up though.I looked at both of my parents but they didn’t speak.“Deacon, please get the files,” The commander instructed.The person on the right walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a file.I saw my name written on it and the initials MDM.Oh boy…I knew what was coming next.
Deacon brought the file over to the commander and set it down in front of him.The commander opened it up.The first thing he turned to was my profile.He looked it over for a couple minutes until he set it aside.The next thing that he turned to was an MDM profile.
“Tori, as you like it.” I looked up at him, trying to look like I was paying some sort of attention.“Last night, the newest MDM was created.You are in grade eleven correct?” I nodded.“Very good, by now you should know then how a MDM picks it pilot.” I nodded sheepishly.Here it comes.“When we finish a MDM, a screen comes up and it searches for its pilot.Last night when it ran its test, your name appeared on its radar,” the commander said.I looked down at my feet.I never wanted this to happen to me.I never wanted to join the military, and now I knew I would have to no matter what, because I was a chosen, a chosen pilot.The commander reached under the desk and pulled out a key.
He passed the key to me.It was silver and had three jagged grooves.“Of course you won’t be able to pilot yet, but this key gives you access to all simulators and facilities within the military side of the school,” The commander said.I picked up the key and stared at it blankly. My parents stared at me.Why weren’t they doing anything?Why weren’t they saying anything?“Deacon, please take Miss Tori to see Maxine right away.She must be fitted for her uniforms immediately.”Deacon nodded.He was quiet and did what he was told.My mom kicked me, issuing to get up.
I stood up and turned around.“Wait,” the commander issued.“From now on, when you leave and are in presence of a superior, always bow to them.”Bow, he wanted me to bow to him?What makes him think that I would bow to him?Everyone stared at me and I had the feeling of uneasiness that I would get in trouble so I obeyed.I turned to the commander and bowed deeply.
“Please excuse me,” I said.My voice cracked, it didn’t come out like it should have, strong.It came out hoarse.I was going to cry at some point.I followed Deacon out the door after having my eyes scanned once again.
“It’s not as bad as it seems,” Deacon said.I didn’t really hear him…well I heard him but it was just pushed to the back of my mind.I was thinking of things.Why was I chosen for this?Why did the MDM pick me…why did the stupid machines have to pick their pilot…and why did it have to be me? “Hello?” I walked into Deacon.I put my hand to my forehead as that where it hurt more.
“Sorry…I wasn’t paying attention…” I said.He looked at me with sad eyes.I stared down at my feet.Deacon took my hand.His tone became soft.
“No one wants to do this.I didn’t want to do this either.But it’s not so bad, really.It’s like a whole new world of boarding.New areas, new places, you’ll even get to see even more quiet spots…and practice,” he said gently.I looked up at him for a second till I looked away.He pulled me along.“C’mon, Maxine’s is this way,” he said pulling me along.I just followed.I was a lifeless puppet, being dragged on by its master.He still looked at me with sad eyes.
Deacon pulled me in front of a door.It didn’t have a reading device on it.I was thankful, the devices didn’t read tears.Deacon opened the door for me and I walked in.I wiped the tears from my eyes before anyone could see them.“Maxine, I have a new recruit,” Deacon called.
“Oh what a joy, male or female?” a voice asked.It was kind of high pitched but seemed motherly.
“Female,” Deacon replied.I heard some rummaging and someone emerged from behind a curtain.She was carrying a large brown box.She set it down on the ground.She walked over to me.She looked kind of boney.She had her hair in a bun.It was a light brown.She had blue eyes.She was wearing silver earrings and some ugly looking outfit.She looked at me and I looked away.
“Hmm,” she pondered, “hmm,” she said again.She took out a measuring tape from her pocket and started to measure me.I felt kind of embarrassed by this…especially being in front of a guy.“Your chest is so small,” she complained.
“What!?” I snapped moving away from her.What was she talking about, by breast were obviously bigger then hers were….but they were kind of small.
“Don’t fret, just calm down, I have just the size,” she chuckled.I scowled.Deacon nudged me to calm down.I sighed and crossed my arms sitting down.Maxine had gone back in through the curtain and rummaged through something.She same back out with the white and light blue uniforms.“Here you go, try it on,” she said.She handed me the uniform.I looked around.
“Err, where do I get changed?” I asked.
“Well, in here of course!” Maxine replied.I raised an eye brow.
“Um, no offence or anything…but I’m not changing with a guy in presence,” I said.Deacon took the hint and just stepped outside for the moment.I gave a sigh of relief…one down…one to go.“Can I get a little privacy…?” I asked.I think Maxine had a look of disappointment on her face… but she left behind the curtain anyways.This room wasn’t filled with windows…thank God.I huddled myself into a corner and stripped.I through my clothes onto a heap on the floor…I knew I would probably not get to wear them for a while.I put on the uniform.I tightened the tie and looked in the nearest mirror.I didn’t have my boots on yet.I would probably have to be tested for them, because I needed to connect with them.
When I looked in the mirror, I didn’t look to bad I guess.It was a bit too much white though I think.But I knew I would have to get used to it.“I’m done,” I said.Maxine practically burst out of the curtain to see me.Deacon walked back into.Maxine had brought out a pair of boots with her as well.
“You’re a CN, right?” she asked.I nodded.CN was a classification of an energy boot.There were five different one, CN, DN, GN, UN, and ON.I was a CN.Anyone who was in that classification could wear them and still be able to fly.She handed me the boots and I took my others one off, replacing with the white ones.I felt a surge from my feet off.This meant that the boots were reading my energy levels and adjusting themselves.“Do you feel it?” she asked.
“Yea,” I muttered.It hurt when the boots first attach to your feelings and body.The small pain subsided.My body felt kind of weak after that, but that feeling passed by as well.I hid the rest of the mental pain away.
“Hold out your left hand,” Maxine then instructed.I stuck out my left arm.She measured it…why just my wrist though?“You can bring her to see Josie after school.Here watch should be ready by then,” Maxine said to Deacon.What…After school?I can’t come after school; I want to catch the gust front.I was going to speak but Deacon spoke before me.
“I’ll be sure to take her to see her,” Deacon replied.Maxine nodded.
“Then I’ll have the rest of her clothes sent to her house,” Maxine said.“You’re done, you can go,” she said to me.“Don’t bother with your other clothes; I’ll have them sent to your house as well.I nodded.I remembered the commander’s words about bowing and I respectfully bowed to Maxine.
“I’ll be on my way then,” I said.“Thank you.” (Even though I didn’t mean it)
“Do you want me to walk you back to class?” Deacon offered.I shook my head.
“I’ll be fine,” I said and bowed to him.I left the room without hesitation.I shut the door behind me and walked a couple hall ways down.No one was in the hall ways.I pressed my back against the back of the glass.I could still feel the tingling sensations in my feet.It was now just a dull tickle that made me laugh.I rested for a moment then left after I heard steps coming from behind me.I didn’t really want anyone to see me yet.
I walked onwards to the next set of hall ways and doors.I was now one door away from my class room.I stared at it blankly.“Please confirm eye sight,” the device spoke.I sighed and pulled my head up to it, pulling my bangs away out of my face to look at it.It scanned my eye, “confirmation complete.” The door to the class room opened.
My class room was large.There had to have been about maybe 100 students in the class room, only a few had the uniforms I was wearing on.They were the ones that stared at m most.No…maybe Jackson was.His eyes had widened, I’d swear his eyes should have fallen out.Are desks were in stair cased rows.It was kind of cool, the desks even floated.This way I could always be in the air.
I sat at my desk which was conveniently by Jackson and JD, who was wearing a uniform.She stared at me.I just looked at my desk.I felt so awkward.I found hand outs on my desk.I quietly started to work on them, trying not to notice the stares that were looking at me as if I had something on my face.I took a deep breath and sat my pencil down as the bell rang.I had momentarily forgotten about my uniform and what had happened.It was up until JD came to stand next to me that I remembered.
“So you were recruited?” She asked.
“Isn’t it obvious…?” I mumbled.My tone was snappy.I didn’t really want to talk to anyone.She sensed my anger and sighed.
“Do you have your watch yet?” she asked.What was with this watch, why was it so important?
“Whatever that it…no I don’t,” I snapped again, stareing at my pencil.
“Then a suggestion for when you’re going to get it.Take some pain killers, it will ease the pain.”She left down the stair case.
“Tore…um...I’m sorry….” Jackson started but broke off.I set my head down on my desk.The tingling in my boots had subsided.
“It’s alright,” I mumbled.“I mean, there’s no avoiding it…right?” I choked.“It chose me…” I said.Jackson laid a hand on my shoulder.
“Well at least we have the gust spot after school,” he said trying t lighten up my mood.I squeezed my eyes shut.
“I’m not even going to be able to make it anymore,” I said.“I have to get that…watch whatever it is…but I’ll see if I can make it after…though I doubt it,” I said.I wiped the tears away again.“C’mon, we have next class to get to…boarding…what a relief.”Sky Boarding was a natural class.People were taught the basics and played a couple sports with them.Most of us though just practiced tricks.
I got out of my desk wand walked over to the lockers located in the rooms.There was another eye scanner.It scanned my eyes and my locker opened revealing my things.Only my board and bag were located In there now.I pulled my board out and felt another tingle through my body.I would probably feel this for a couple days with my board till I was used to my boots.“I’m not even sure boarding will be fun today,” I sighed.“My feet are tingling at every moment I step on them.I hate these new EB’s I want mine back,” I whined.Jackson laughed but understood me.
“You’ll get used to them, don’t worry,” he said.We walked out of the classroom.I still got the stares.I heard a couple saying.“When did this happen?” or, “she’s a pilot?”It was all frustrating.Although, anyone who was involved with the military was kind to me, I didn’t want to talk to them.I was going to be seeing enough of them anyways.
Boarding class was wear what you want class.Most people wore the outfits they danced with.I stayed in uniform.I didn’t want to find out what happened when you didn’t…plus…the other military people didn’t take off theirs…I took that as a sign.“Let’s practice our routine,” Jackson offered.I had pulled out a Fly On.A Fly On was a device that floated in the air with music.But the people had to connect a ear phone to listen to it.This helped better efficient ways of routines.I threw an earphone to Jackson.
“Yea, sure,” I said.I put in our CD.The theme for this year’s competition was A Blast from the Way Past, from the early 2000.So I was soling to “Let it Rock.”Jackson and I were partnering to “I caught myself,” by Paramore.A bunch of the songs from the 2000’s were coming back to style.I grabbed the mini remote and Jackson and I took a running start to fly our boards.The Fly On followed behind us.It was amazing what that thing could do.
Jackson and I parted from each other so we had some distance.We faced opposite ends.He faced the front I faced backwards.I pressed start on the remote and pocketed it, the music started.First was the intro.We just started off with a circle boarding with one board backwards.When the drums kicked in we kept doing the circle put we did small Fall Off jumps.It wasn’t like when I was trying to Break In.We just did little bunny hop kind of things.When the lyrics started we pushed forward then back, bent are knees down, pulling our heads in and then breaking free.
The music had gotten faster by this point and the chorus had started.We did spins and Over Under.This consisted of one person boarding to the other person front wards with your feet frontwards on each side of the board and ducking.The other person would perform a fall off jump and land on their board again after the other person had successfully gone under.
I started to feel relieved.I forgot that I was ever a part of the military.I felt calm.Until something decided it was going to come straight for my head.I barely dodged it but succeeded after doing an upside down 360.“Hey, watch it, we’re practicing!” I snapped.Although I immediately took it back once I saw deacon flying up towards me.“s**t,” I muttered.I quickly stopped my board and bowed.“Sorry I didn’t know,”
“Don’t worry, no apologies needed.I did the exact same thing when I was new to the military,” Deacon said.I raised my head feeling extremely dumb now.What had been thrown at me was a sky ball.Often used for soccer games.Soccer games in the sky consisted of the people on the field to have a break off boards so there was one for each foot.Then the game would go on like any other soccer game.
“Why are you even here?”” I asked coldly.I wanted to get back to practicing, “I’m practicing,” I added.
“Not any more you aren’t.The Commander asked me to see how well you are at boarding this class.”
“I’ve never played soccer on a board.I’m a dancer, I’ve never played any other kind of sport on boards,” I said.Well…I had played soccer, but I couldn’t get used to it.I’m a dancer, there’s no way I would play soccer.
“What a shame,” Deacon muttered.
“Can’t she just show you her dancing skills?It takes more skills to perform then it is in any other sport,” Jackson defended, coming up to me.He bowed too…did everyone know how to bow except me.Actually, I think Jackson was trying to be polite.
“Is that so?Then maybe Tori should show me.What do you say Tori?”Deacon had come close to me, his voice had gone to a psycho mother who would grab your cheek and think that you’re so cute…he did that to me.I sighed…I had to nock his hand away from my face.That was my personal face.
“As you wish,” I said.The Fly On had flown over to me and I handed the remote to Zack so the Fly On wouldn’t follow me.I had placed my other CD in it so it would play “Let it Rock.”I pulled my board away from them and started to rehearse after the music started.I was going to show that captain what I was made of.I performed a Fall Off, Break In.These were fun, and the part I had mastered in my other move.I caught a glimpse of Deacons stunned face.
By the time I had finished all of the routine I could, I just started boarding to the beat, doing little or big different moves.I started to climb up vertically when I reached the high enough point a started to keep going vertical but did so my body was upside down and my board on top.I froze.Froze was a move where you just sat there for a couple seconds and continued on with the dance.After I finished the Froze, I dropped.I spun around in circles as I was heading for the ground.Nope, didn’t touch the ground.I maneuvered my body to just exactly at the right time, skim the ground.I returned to Deacon and Jackson.
“Tori, you always scare me when you do it.Stop it,” Jackson complained.I think he was ready to pull his hair out.
“Boo who,” I said.
“Well, I have to say you are an excellent boarder.You’ll serve us well,” Deacon complimented.
“You’re welcome,” I said.I wasn’t being as rude to him as I could have been.I mean, I could probably kill him if I wanted.
“You’re energy boots work fine?” He asked.I nodded.They were feeling better now that I had actually done a….lot of boarding.“I’ll come pick you up after school then, just wait in your class room…I’ll bring some pain killers too…you’ll probably need them,” he said.
What was with the pain killers?
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 8:39 am
CHAPTER 3:
THAT’S WHAT THE PAIN KILLERS WERE FOR
They day wasn’t going by fast.Though, after boarding class, people had started to ease up around me and my new uniform.They were talking to me…still reminding me about the military…but they were at least talking to me.This made me feel a bit better.It came to the last period which was just a spare.Most of us sat outside catching in the air, or boarded.I just sat on the ground and watched everyone.
I started to think.Maybe it would be cool to be in the military.But then I contradicted myself after listing everything bad that could happen.I dozed off for a couple minutes…only to find out that the bell had rang.My stomach lurched.I could feel that I was scared.“Do you plan on lying there all day?” I heard Deacon.
“Do you plan on following me like a puppy all day long?” I retorted but stood up.
“Ha ha, very funny, here,” he said handing me two green pills.I took them and swallowed them.
“Can someone tell me what this watch is for?” I asked.I wanted answers….and before I got that watch…whatever it was.
Deacon laughed, “Well,” he said.He lifted up the cuff of his left wrist up to his elbow.At the bottom of the wrist it seemed to be one big watch.It had a rectangular screen on it.There were wires sticking into his skin from it.“Watch is just what people call it because they don’t usually remember what it’s really called.In fact, I don’t even remember.People just call it the watch.Anyways, the watch is a simple thing for keeping contact with the military.It’s a tracking device, computer, phone, and transporter.Also, it runs on two batteries.One is the normal battery like you find in anything usually.The second is your body.Look closer at the wiring and you’ll notice a red liquid is flowing through it.That’s my blood.The second battery runs on your blood.This keeps it relatively active.The watch also forms a pact with you, or a form.This is just how mine takes form.You can also change it to a bracelet, or whatever you girls wear these days.The next thing it does is it analyzes you, on what you can do.The watch allows two or three things to happen.I can fight well.I’m a fighter; I can dodge attacks easier than anyone.I can fight and the most likely to succeed.Others is musical talent…this has become helpful.The music you play will put someone to sleep, make them reckless, all those moods.And it’s painful because it forms one with the bone and blood.And if we don’t hurry, we’re going to be late,” he said after a long breath.“C’mon,” he said, grabbing my hand and started to run.
“Why do we have to run?” I said.I was annoyed.
“Because you’re going to have to run at some point,” he answered.I groaned.I wasn’t much for running.I started to think about the watch as we ran.Now I can see why it was going to hurt and all, but I started to think about the gifts, I called them or enhancements.I thought about what I might get.Enhancing my ability to board was what I first thought and kept that thought.
Deacon pulled me back into the school.Jackson I was sure had already left for the Gust Spot.Once we were a couple hallways away from wherever we were going we slowed down to a walk to catch our breath.
“Um, try to lay as still as possible…no matter how much it hurts….it will hurt more if you squirm, trust me,” he said.I nodded.We had walked down a different hallway.“The military section is completely closed off from the rest of the school.We basically have a mini everything, a gym, sleeping bunks, training places, and our own little hospital…which can easily be considered a nurse’s office and whatnot.That’s where we’re going.” I groaned I HATED hospitals or anything to do with one.He laughed.“It won’t be that bad, just don’t squirm…They’ve been strapping people down to the table now though, so they don’t squirm, so you may not have a problem.”
“And that’s supposed to make me feel better?” I hissed.We stopped on front of the ‘hospital’ door.I bit my lip.
“You don’t go anywhere if you don’t move,” he whispered in my ear.I wondered….could I bolt for it…? No, I couldn’t, I wouldn’t have time.My legs were shaking too much for that.Deacon sighed and snapped his fingers in front of me.The snap lingered through my ears.I shook my head to snap back to attention.
“Err, right,” I said.Deacon had opened the door for me…even though I was capable…wait no, maybe I wasn’t capable of opening the door myself.I think he had softly pushed me through the door too…I’m so helpless, I thought.
“Josie, the new recruit is here,” Deacon called out.The room was bright and was white anywhere else. It was a large room.At one end were rows of beds separated by pale white curtains.On the other end was a various supply’s of medical equipment, separated by small rooms.I read some of the doors.One said CT scan, or EKG.There was a medical table at the far corner of the room.
A door had opened somewhere in the room….I didn’t see where.Two people came out in long white flowing coats.One was male and the other female.They were both people I hoped never to see again.The female…whom I’m pretty sure was Josie was holding a clip board.The other was putting a stethoscope around his neck.
They walked over to us…particularly me and studied me.I was going to say something but they did first.“Hello, my name is Josie and this is my partner Dillan.Together we will help ensure that your body functions well and is able to pilot and maneuver with the watch….once it’s on of course,” Josie said.Ha, I knew her name would be Josie.She turned around to Deacon.“Have you told her parents about observation tonight?Just so they know that she’s not likely to be returning for a day or two,” she asked.Wait…I wasn’t going to be returning for about one or two days?I wanted to say something but my mouth wouldn’t obey.I wanted to move but my legs wouldn’t obey me either.I felt like I wasn’t going to move.Deacon had nodded to Josie.She smiled at me…I was scared, and I knew it was showing.And I knew she could sense it.“Shall we get started?” She suggested.
For some reason I found myself nodding and walking behind her.“We’ll just start with a physical, and then we’ll get you your watch,” she said.Dillan and Deacon had stayed behind.Obviously…because I was getting a physical…She had taken me over to the medical table and pulled back the curtain to separate us from the guys.
It was a simple examination.She checked the basics, my temperature, my height, weight, and blood pressure.I cringed as she had to take blood from me.She tested my reflexes and I think I was about to say ‘where’s my lollipop?’ She had also given me a few vaccinations.“Alright, time to get you prepped,” she said.
“Prepped?” I asked.
“Yea,” she said.She was very casual for a doctor.She tossed me a top and bottom.It was very short shorts and…I think more of a tank top then anything.“You can’t wear your bra, o you’ll have to take that off,” she said.“Just come out when you’re ready.She walked out of the curtain, pulling it tighter against the wall so no one could see me get changed.
I changed out of my uniform and pulled on the clothes I was given…I pulled on the coat of my uniform feeling a bit cold and exposed.But then I didn’t want to get in trouble and I took it off again.I was in bare feet too….that was disorienting. The floors were glass as well and my feet made sweat marks in the floor from my socks.
I pulled back the curtain, just wanting to hide myself behind it.The tank top was long…but not long enough.It only came up to my belly.I felt so…..I couldn’t even put it into words.“You can come over here,” Dillan said.I followed his voice, my legs moving to his voice rather than my own legs carrying me on my own….It was like….they were pulling me towards them.I drifted over to another table, except it had a place for my left arm.I saw the straps already out.There was no escaping when I lay on that table.
When I had lied down, Dillan put in an IV of fluids.I was forever hoping it was just morphine.I looked around to see Deacon resting against a wall with his arms folded and his eyes closed.Once the IV was in they had strapped me down.I was securely strapped by my arms legs and torso.They were making sure my right and left arm did not move much because the left arms was where they would be putting the watch, and my right arm had the IV in.I’m pretty sure whatever was in the drip bag was making me kind of lightheaded.Not to make me go to sleep, but to just make me feel relaxed I could not fall asleep though, not in a situation like this.
“We’re going to start now Tori,” Josie said.
“Mhm,” I said.I was relaxed I could barely say a word.I saw a crash cart beside me that had an oxygen mask and some other device I was unsure of.
I first felt a small p***k, which then kind of grew into a larger pain.It felt like they were making a thousand pricks.Small little things jabbed into the skin of my left wrist.I started to moan in pain.Deacon was now by my side.He had his hand on my forehead. He was trying to comfort me.I slightly noticed a scalpel being picked up.I wanted to turn my head more to see but Deacon had a firm grasp to keep my head facing the opposite direction.I gritted my teeth as the metal thing was cutting through my wrists.I started scream as I was in so much pain.
I tried to squirm, despite what Deacon had said not to do, but the pain was so much.It was unbearable.It was burning.I could feel something that was being placed over my wrists.There were wires that were being stuck through the cut that they had made.The pain was becoming harder as the wire was travelling though my body…or at least it felt like that.“Try not to concentrate on the pain,” Deacon soothed.
Did he just tell me to try and not concentrate on the pain?Did he seriously just tell me that?How could I not concentrate on the pain?I was breathing heavy as more incisions and wires were forced into my poor wrist.
“Is the watch ready?” Dillan asked.
“Yea,” Josie answered.I think something was handed over my body.Deacon seemed to keep a better hold of me now then he had before.First I thought that the wires were being hooked up to the watch.(Which they were)But then I felt the watch sit across my wrist and I felt another wave of pain.The watch as there alright, but whatever it did, it was digging into my skin.I screamed again and Deacon as still keeping hold of me.I couldn’t move my left arm at all.I had lost feeling in it.But the rest of my body I had control over.I was trying to move, trying to get away from the straps that had kept me pinned down.I was wriggling around.I was still screaming as whatever the watch was doing was still digging into my skin.
“Tori, Tori!” Deacon said.“Hold still,” he said.He placed a hand over my mouth, trying to get me to stop screaming…or at least lighten the ears of the doctors.My scream was now muffled, but was still there.Tears had streamed down my face in all this pain.
“Remove your hand Deacon,” I heard Josie say.Deacon did as instructed and removed his hand. I was having troubles breathing by this point.A mask was put over my nose and mouth, feeding oxygen to me…or something.I breathed in and out, yet I still screamed and cried.I felt so childish.
I felt a crack in my left wrist that seemed like a bone…..I even saw something being taken out of my wrist.(This was a part of my bone) It was a large chunk.I could feel something in my body mending with it.This hurt too.I screamed more and more, trying as hard as I could to get away from the straps, away from the pain.
“Can’t we give her anymore pain killers or something?” Deacon asked.Josie shook her head.
“It will interfere with the watch….she would have to go through this all again,” she said.
I was crying and screaming, and just in complete pain.Deacon and Josie were both trying to keep me under control while Dillan worked on the watch.I was screaming still.It wasn’t as bad for the other three people because of the mask on my face.Salty dry tears had been stuck on my face.I didn’t know what was happening as my body was reacting in different ways.
I squirmed around more and I felt a sudden surge of power through my right arm.I was able to pull away from the straps or at least a couple of them anyways.“No Tori!” Josie screamed as I tried and tried to get the other straps off.
“Keep her under control!” Dillan warned.“There will be small surges of power that she’ll have,” he said.Deacon had secured my arm down again…which had ripped out the IV.I felt pain in my right arm now but not as much as my left was feeling.Deacon had made sure I didn’t move my arm again and Josie was keeping control of my legs…I think I may have kicked her once.
“Tori, try to think of something else,” Deacon said.But I wasn’t listening.I couldn’t hear him over my scream.
“Please stop!” I choked.“Stop the pain!Go away!” I chocked again.Deacon, after making sure my arm was secured, was by my head again.
“I’m sorry we can’t…it’s almost done, just bare with it,” he said.
“But I can’t, STOP!” I screamed.I could feel like everyone was looking at me helplessly.I felt a pair of headphones be put over my head and my ears.They were big…and didn’t look like they were going to come off alone.The headphones were attached to Deacons watch.He was searching through something and I felt music play.It was all my routine songs.First was “Let it Rock.”
This kind of calmed me down as I was only thinking of my routine and practicing it in my head.But the watch had taken over my mind yet again, starting my screaming spree again.“Stop!” I choked again.
“Hand me the battery, Josie,” Dillan said, ignoring me.“The blood lines hooked up and it needs to start charging.Josie had passed something to Dillan which was the battery.I felt another jab of intense pain.I don’t know what he did but it hurt so much.I felt my skin being put back together, being reconnected…in a painful way though.
“Can she have something now?” Deacon asked.But I couldn’t hear anything other than the music and my faint screams.Josie shook her head.
“No, not yet, the watch isn’t completely ready to receive any of that yet,” Josie answered.
“Well then when will she?” Deacon asked.Josie shrugged.
“It all depends on the person.It takes different times depending on the blood and how long it takes for the watch to power up completely,” she said, “you know that,” she added.I groaned in pain.Why wouldn’t anyone listen to me?Why wouldn’t they ease my pain?Of course if I had been listening to what they were saying I would know, but Deacons music was still playing.But the music was making me calmer.I still had so much pain in my arm but Dillan had stopped.
“Keep her strapped down.I don’t want anything happening till the watch is powered up,” Dillan said.Josie nodded but looked at me sympathetically.Deacon nodded and took of the headphones…actually…they seemed to disappear.
“It’s over Tori,” he said into my ear.I was still breathing heavy, and I was still crying.But my screaming had stopped.He rubbed my shoulders as best as he could.“Just try to sleep now,” he said.
“No, she can’t sleep, we need her up, just make sure she doesn’t squirm,” Dillan said.I was beginning to hate this Dillan guy, I would forever hate him.Deacon sighed.
“Here,” Josie said, handing a cold damp washcloth to Deacon.Deacon wiped what he could of my face and was given another washcloth that he put over my forehead.
“Just relax…but just don’t fall asleep,” Deacon soothed.Josie and Dillan were cleaning up what they had used.I glanced down at my wrist.It was fairly clean of the blood but there crusts of it forming.
“Was it all worth it?” I muttered.The pain wasn’t as bad as before, it was like a large pain, but my body just didn’t want to deal with it that it was rejecting it…or so it seemed.
“Of course it was….the rest of your work should be better than this though, don’t worry.We will let you catch up to speed yet.You’ll be out of it for a couple days once they allow you some morphine.”His voice was so soothing.It seemed to work better than the music.He flicked me after my eyes were closed for a couple minutes.“I said you couldn’t fall asleep.”I moaned.
“But I’m tired,” I said.After an ordeal like that, I was in pain, but I just wanted to fall asleep.
“Is her watch ready yet?” Deacon asked.Josie bent down to look at my wrist and the watch.
“It’s powering up…give it five minutes and we’ll administrate some morphine,” she said.I thanked the heavens.But my five minutes weren’t up yet.I took deep breaths and once I was noticed I wasn’t breathing in as heavy as I was before and it was normal, Josie took the mask off my face.It was the first time I realized I needed some water.
“Can I have some water?” I asked.Deacon looked up to Josie as my voice was kind of faint.Deacon had to repeat my question to her.Josie nodded.The table I was on kind of lifted up, supporting my back.I was still strapped down and was still in the same position.It was kind of disorienting again.Josie handed a plastic cup to Deacon who held it up to my mouth, seeing that I couldn’t do it myself.I gladly sipped the water, but could only take so much at one time.The wash cloth slipped off from my forehead.Deacon set it on his lap.
“Do you want to try administrating the morphine through the watch, or should we try another IV?” Josie asked Dillan.
“Just giver another IV, I don’t want her Watch being overpowered yet,” he answered.Josie nodded and set up another IV, being that I ripped out the other one.This reminded me, that arm was hurting too.Damn, I was a wreck.It only took a few minutes before the morphine took over me.I blinked a couple times.But each time I blinked, my vision became blurry.I moaned.Deacon placed the washcloth over my head again.I thought morphine was supposed to be taking the pain away.This was making me sleepy and sickly feeling.Something soft was placed behind my head.
Some of the straps were taken off, though, there was still one over each ankle and my arms were still completely strapped down. The arms that seemed to be out at my sides had been pushed back in a bit.The straps had to be fixed so they didn’t seem so uncomfortable.Josie but a blanket on over top of me, I was a bit cold.
“Thanks,” I muttered.
“Don’t worry about it.You can rest now, stop resisting the medication,” she said softly.I nodded slowly.And sure enough, once I closed my eyes, I was asleep
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