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<blockquote data-quote="Sniktch" data-source="post: 1466785" data-attributes="member: 7704"><p>“Look out belooooow!”</p><p></p><p>“Eeek! No, Eddy, do-“ SPLASH!</p><p></p><p>Deacon slipped into the pool area to the sounds of his fellow students happy at play. A rare smile turned his lips as he rounded the corner and observed them carrying on; he would be the bringer of doom and gloom. This suited him just fine.</p><p></p><p>He made his way to one of the poolside chairs and flopped down into it, savoring the moment. </p><p></p><p>“Hey, Deacon, what’s up? You don’t look like you came to swim,” his roommate, Bobby, was pushing himself out of the pool and walking over. In the pool, Roxy quit fussing at Eddy and turned.</p><p></p><p>“Have you seen Jimmy, Deacon? He was supposed to be here a long time ago.”</p><p></p><p>Deacon casually inspected the black of his painted nails and ignored them for several seconds, not even listening to their mindless prattle. Finally he looked up, making eye contact with Roxy.</p><p></p><p>“You guys haven’t heard yet? There’s been an ‘accident’ – one of Jimmy’s roommates got ahold of a gun and killed himself. Jimmy was right there, saw the whole thing. Close enough to get some of the mess on him – I hear he was trying to knock the gun away.</p><p></p><p>“No one’s seen him since.”</p><p></p><p>There was complete silence for a moment, then splashing and stomping as the kids hurriedly collected their things and ran out of the pool area. Deacon was left alone again, which really was as he preferred.</p><p></p><p>*****</p><p></p><p>“Miss, you are not allowed back there! Please move to the cafeteria with the other students!”</p><p></p><p>Roxy and the other kids were pushed back. The corridor to their rooms was blocked off and guarded by a group of soldiers, though behind them Roxy could see people coming in and out of Jimmy’s room. </p><p></p><p>“Let me past, dammit! Jimmy! Jimmy!” she yelled and pushed at the men but they didn’t budge. Eventually she allowed herself to be herded with the others to the cafeteria and took a seat. </p><p></p><p>Rumors were spreading about the room like brushfire. In addition to the event in Jimmy’s room, there was another story that some kid had torn his own eyes out during physical training. Slowly the room filled until it appeared that all of the students had entered, though there was still no sign of Jimmy.</p><p></p><p>At last Stephen entered the room, his bionic eye flashing as he surveyed the gathered kids. He waited patiently for the murmuring to die down before addressing them. “Greetings,” he began. “I’m sure all of you have heard about the tragedy that took place today. Let me say how sorry I am for your loss. Alan was a bright young man who was well liked and I am sure he will be greatly missed. </p><p></p><p>“Unfortunately, it seemed that Alan had problems he was not sharing with any of us, or else this tragedy might well have been avoided. Rest assured that a full investigation is under way. All classes and training have been cancelled for the remainder of the weekend to honor your fallen classmate.”</p><p></p><p>With that, he turned and left the room, leaving the kids to talk amongst themselves.</p><p></p><p>*****</p><p></p><p>Hours later the students were still in the cafeteria, being held until the cleanup crew finished its task. The task was done now, but it was dinner time. In a dead end hallway nearby, a grate banged open and a figure stepped out, covered in dried blood and gore. Numb, Jimmy walked back past the cafeteria and made his way towards his room. The door was locked shut and had a ‘DO NOT ENTER’ sign plastered to its surface.</p><p></p><p>He sighed and walked to Eddy’s room, finding the door unlocked. He entered and slowly peeled the stiff clothing from his body, dropping it into a chute labeled ‘TRASH.’ Then he went into the bathroom and started a shower, stepped inside, and closed his eyes, letting the warm water pound against his body and slowly remove the gore from his skin. As the crimson water pooled about the drain he felt cleansed, though he would never forget the horror of the day.</p><p></p><p>Finally he stepped out and turned the water off, then went into the main room and opened the closet, grabbing one of Bobby’s jumpsuits and pulling it on over his naked skin. He turned as Eddy entered.</p><p></p><p>Eddy stopped in the doorway, a mixture of relief and concern etched in his face as he studied his old friend. Jimmy looked whole, thank God, but his eyes had a haunted look that he couldn’t ignore.</p><p></p><p>“Jimmy, man, you look like hell. Roxy’s been worried sick – where’ve you been?”</p><p></p><p>“Hiding in our spot. I couldn’t… I had to deal with it before I could face any of you again.”</p><p></p><p>“What happened? I mean – I know the line of crap they fed us, but what really happened? The other kids said you were in the room…”</p><p></p><p>“Get the others, Eddy – get Kate and Roxy and Bobby. I only want to tell this once.”</p><p></p><p>He told them, and they sat up late into the night talking about what it could mean, and what they could do…</p><p></p><p>Next: I’ve got the power!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sniktch, post: 1466785, member: 7704"] “Look out belooooow!” “Eeek! No, Eddy, do-“ SPLASH! Deacon slipped into the pool area to the sounds of his fellow students happy at play. A rare smile turned his lips as he rounded the corner and observed them carrying on; he would be the bringer of doom and gloom. This suited him just fine. He made his way to one of the poolside chairs and flopped down into it, savoring the moment. “Hey, Deacon, what’s up? You don’t look like you came to swim,” his roommate, Bobby, was pushing himself out of the pool and walking over. In the pool, Roxy quit fussing at Eddy and turned. “Have you seen Jimmy, Deacon? He was supposed to be here a long time ago.” Deacon casually inspected the black of his painted nails and ignored them for several seconds, not even listening to their mindless prattle. Finally he looked up, making eye contact with Roxy. “You guys haven’t heard yet? There’s been an ‘accident’ – one of Jimmy’s roommates got ahold of a gun and killed himself. Jimmy was right there, saw the whole thing. Close enough to get some of the mess on him – I hear he was trying to knock the gun away. “No one’s seen him since.” There was complete silence for a moment, then splashing and stomping as the kids hurriedly collected their things and ran out of the pool area. Deacon was left alone again, which really was as he preferred. ***** “Miss, you are not allowed back there! Please move to the cafeteria with the other students!” Roxy and the other kids were pushed back. The corridor to their rooms was blocked off and guarded by a group of soldiers, though behind them Roxy could see people coming in and out of Jimmy’s room. “Let me past, dammit! Jimmy! Jimmy!” she yelled and pushed at the men but they didn’t budge. Eventually she allowed herself to be herded with the others to the cafeteria and took a seat. Rumors were spreading about the room like brushfire. In addition to the event in Jimmy’s room, there was another story that some kid had torn his own eyes out during physical training. Slowly the room filled until it appeared that all of the students had entered, though there was still no sign of Jimmy. At last Stephen entered the room, his bionic eye flashing as he surveyed the gathered kids. He waited patiently for the murmuring to die down before addressing them. “Greetings,” he began. “I’m sure all of you have heard about the tragedy that took place today. Let me say how sorry I am for your loss. Alan was a bright young man who was well liked and I am sure he will be greatly missed. “Unfortunately, it seemed that Alan had problems he was not sharing with any of us, or else this tragedy might well have been avoided. Rest assured that a full investigation is under way. All classes and training have been cancelled for the remainder of the weekend to honor your fallen classmate.” With that, he turned and left the room, leaving the kids to talk amongst themselves. ***** Hours later the students were still in the cafeteria, being held until the cleanup crew finished its task. The task was done now, but it was dinner time. In a dead end hallway nearby, a grate banged open and a figure stepped out, covered in dried blood and gore. Numb, Jimmy walked back past the cafeteria and made his way towards his room. The door was locked shut and had a ‘DO NOT ENTER’ sign plastered to its surface. He sighed and walked to Eddy’s room, finding the door unlocked. He entered and slowly peeled the stiff clothing from his body, dropping it into a chute labeled ‘TRASH.’ Then he went into the bathroom and started a shower, stepped inside, and closed his eyes, letting the warm water pound against his body and slowly remove the gore from his skin. As the crimson water pooled about the drain he felt cleansed, though he would never forget the horror of the day. Finally he stepped out and turned the water off, then went into the main room and opened the closet, grabbing one of Bobby’s jumpsuits and pulling it on over his naked skin. He turned as Eddy entered. Eddy stopped in the doorway, a mixture of relief and concern etched in his face as he studied his old friend. Jimmy looked whole, thank God, but his eyes had a haunted look that he couldn’t ignore. “Jimmy, man, you look like hell. Roxy’s been worried sick – where’ve you been?” “Hiding in our spot. I couldn’t… I had to deal with it before I could face any of you again.” “What happened? I mean – I know the line of crap they fed us, but what really happened? The other kids said you were in the room…” “Get the others, Eddy – get Kate and Roxy and Bobby. I only want to tell this once.” He told them, and they sat up late into the night talking about what it could mean, and what they could do… Next: I’ve got the power! [/QUOTE]
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