The Rise of the Twelve

Hey loves!,

This is my first non fan-fiction story. Its a mythology. Please enjoy. This is one of my favorite writings.

Miissel x

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Crash.

Fire rose from the bomb that destroyed our gym. I wasn't sure how or why I'm still alive from an explosion like that. No matter. I have to get out of here. The fire started to crackle and devour everything; the equipment, lockers, and unlucky students that couldn't escape. "Come on. We need to get out of here." My best friend James nudge me.

"But, those kids." I looked at the burning corps just a few feet away from me.

"You'll end up like them if we don't run." I could barely hear over the fire alarm and the screaming of other kids. "Hurry!" James screamed impatiently. I wanted to run, but I was too frozen at the sight of the dead bodies surrounding me. James sighed, and picked me up, giving me a piggy back ride. "You can scream at me later, but we need to get out of here. You're not going to leave me." James knew I didn't like getting help from people. I've always been independent me. I prefer doing things alone. I've always been like this ever since...well. You'll find out sooner or later.

"Thanks, James." I whispered in his ears quietly as I tightly wrapped my arms around his shoulder/neck. I blanked out, but my ears and mind were still awake. I could hear the fire department coming to the rescue, but it was too late. The school had been burnt to a crisp. They were unsure what started the fire, but we knew. Those kids knew what it was. I fainted, mind and soul.

I woke to James sleeping on the bed next to me. The covers and blankets were a blinding light blue and the walls were white as falling snow. It was blinding, but I could manage to focus and realize that all my other classmates were around me too. We were at a hospital.

So it wasn't a dream after all. The bomb, the fire, and the dead. I shivered in my bed. "Ah, so you're finally awake toots."I turned and right beside me was the school 'hunk', Richard. He was handsome in some ways: Jet black, jersey accent and souless Hazel eyes that any low life girl at my school can get lost into . Not me. I was in love with someone else.

"I was still talkin' to you. Ya know." Richard retorded. I looked at him again. I hadn't realized I had drifted off in my own thoughts. Tell the truth. I didn't feel like speaking ,so I remained silent. "Did you not hear me? Or are you deaf now." No luck ignoring him, and how could you joke about that after this incident.

"Nope, you're voice is clearly screeching through my ears for sure." I said honestly and layed back in my bed. I looked over to James who was still snoring his worries away. I smiled, but my blissful moment of silence was corrupted when Richards 'gang' or 'posey' ,which ever you prefer woke up.

"Aye boss. When we getting food around here?" Kyle, his main homey asked, no, more like screamed across the room. It was loud. Really loud. Kyle was a hefty guys with a puny IQ. His question woke up the remaining students sharing the large room, even James. I had to thank him for that, in my mind of course.

I hopped over to James head. "What's up sleepy head?" I smiled at him. He smiled back and just nodded. Guess he's still out of mind. He patted me on the head and examined me if I was okay. "I'm okay. Nothing too bad. I just fainted." I examined him and there was a wrap around his arm. He quickly noticed that I saw it and hid it under his covers. Before I could say anything, though a bulky (and when I say bulky, I don't mean like Kyle, but...in truthful terms fat) police entered the room.

"Students, students, please settle down." He screamed as if we were talking in the first place, and we weren't. Maybe he was Kyle's dad. He didn't have the accent, but sure had the voice and waist size. "I am Chief Porkerlers. Some call me for short Chief Porker." With that the whole room busted out laughing. I'm not sure if that was something to make us laugh or serious, but I was satisfied with both. Chief Poker tapped his foot impatiently as the laughter quieted down. "What a random burst of laughter! My, you students don't let anything stop you from a good laugh." He chuckled...more like wheezed...and snorted. "Well, I'm here to inform you that each and every one of you will be questioned from the incident earlier today."

'What?! It was still the same day...' I glanced at James direction, he didn't seem that all surprised. Well, unlike me, he didn't faint so I guess I should be the only who's surprised. I continued listening to Mr. Porker.

"You see, local and when I say local this time I mean the state and the FBI have figured that there was a bomb involved in the incident. All of you in this room were in the gym. The place where the bomb was placed. We'll start investigation tomorrow morning! Oh by the way, you're in the state Rhode Island." Mr.Porker finished his doughnut casually and left us shocked.

"We're in Rhode Island?" I asked James. I was at the foot of his bed. He was shocked too, I can tell by his eyes. Were weren't the only ones surprised by this.

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So I was gonna make this next part a new chapter. But it's too short. >_< BLEEH. So no suspenseful ending for ya'll. Dang it. So enjoy this next part <33

Miissel x

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Everything was so confusing and too much, basically. After Mr.Porker left we found out we were basically in prison. We couldn't leave the white hospital room. The only thing they gave us was one deck cards, so ,being teens that we are, we played poker for while (me and James didn't participatethough), but after a while, this girl named Samantha started to get a huge headache. Samantha was lean and really pretty (no homo) she had gray eyes almost like James. She specialized I'm tiquando, and always had the best strategy when we played dodge ball. It was strange because currently she was winning every single game she made a bet on. Then suddenly she started screaming. She kept mumbling about Athena and the Greek gods. That's not the only weird part. Her head started glowing and it left this small scar almost shaped like an owl. We called for one of the nurses ,and they took her away.

Two hours passed and still no Samantha.

"Guys, Samantha isn't back yet." I said as the others were playing. At first they couldn't careless, but after a while they noticed too.

Our gym class was small. It was only about twelve kids in it. It comprised of James, Richard, Kyle and Richard's two other zombies, Tristan and Chris, plus Axion. As for girls it was Samantha, me, Joeanne, Alexis, and Axion's identical twin sister ,Aroanna.

We knew each other pretty well and we've always had this weird connection for each other. So, when I we noticed Samantha had disappeared for a few hours, anxiety and fear grew among us.

"Hello children." A deep raspy voice mumbled behind us. We all turned to see, what you would call Mr. Porker's total opposite. I was about to droll if I hadn't seen Joeanna already drooling over him. "I'm...Herlette." The boys including, James, busted out laughing. Joeanna just glared at them fiercly.

"Hello Mr.Herlette. That's a really nice name. My name is Joeanna." She smiled her slutty smile. Joeanna was beautiful. How hard I deny it, but she was gorgeous, but her personality was evil. She could seduce any guys she wanted, and not to mention she already lost her V-card. I was surprise she hasn't been pregnant yet.

"Hello, Joeanna." He smiled warmly at her: seems like he got seduced too. Not surprising, Joeanna's ex was a married guy. Slut. I repeat slut. He moved her aside and focused on the rest of us. "You have proven yourselves. You can thank your friend Samantha, here." Samantha appeared behind Herlette. She was smiling like a crazy person. Well not really crazy, just like as if nothing ever happened to her as if she didn't experience the previous events.

I looked at Herlette confused. "What have we proven?"I looked at in all seriousness. "What in the world are you talking about?" I questioned him.

He smirked and placed his fingers on his lips; a motion to, basically, shut up. "You'll all know quiet soon. Be patient, Thana."The last word he spoke clang to the air. I haven't heard it before yet it seemed too familiar. Hearing the word made me shut up, as well as the others. There was power to the name he spoke. Herlette also seemed as if his energy has been drained. "First rule when speaking to me. Don't speak." Herlette firmly spoke. "We're leaving in an three hours. Be ready or we'll be leaving you." Herlette stated heading for the door. "And please, no questions." The door closed and locked behind him.

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I enjoy comments and critizism. :E Just keep in mind I just turned fourteen. so yeah. <33 Thanks for surviving my story. WORKING ON CHAPTER THREE. CAUSE I LOVE YOU.

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Miissel x

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