Assassin's Dream's draft #2

~ Chapter 9 ~

A/N: I am so sorry for going away for so long school is a real pain, if you dont know the british system then you can consider this my first graduation of two, if you do I am taking my GCSE's this year and the workload has been grueling... so I haven't had time to write. Currently in winter break and hope to upload about 4 chapters for AD including this one as well as publishing the first chapter for two other books! No promises but let's see. That aside I lost the document with my normal banner so I guess we have a new one? Let me know your thoughts on it! Sorry for such a long authors note without further a do the chapter!

Chapter 9

Naomi

My mind was reeling. Sam and June had showed up 10 minutes after the villain guy left, they had found me in bed staring at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep a wink last night. Every time I closed my eyes his shadowed features appeared in my mind haunting me with questions. Letters stringing together to form a pile of incoherent mush. I don't know. I d o n t k n o w. How do I react? What do I do? Isthisright? WhydoIfeellikethisisokay? My emotions spiralled after my conversation with the villain guy from yesterday.

The more I dwell on the exchange the more I find myself wondering... how did he get me to talk? Why did I give such a heartfelt speech about my father... to a villain? How did he get me to speak about things I like? Why did my guard subconsciously drop? Why didn't I remain hostile? Why do I feel so many things the more I think of what happened? Why? The question had cemented itself in my mind, the letters branding themselves to my skin. So many questions so little answers. Will I ever get an answer? What do I do?

So many nouns and verbs and adjectives stitched to form sentences that attack my conscious, driving me into torture so acute it worries my friends into taking us out for a picnic.

They talked to my mom packed a bunch of food and dragged me into a pod to go to the willow gardens. Pods are like... tiny flying cars. After Irona was discovered the world discovered we already had a lot of advanced technology thanks to the meta-humans, and we were dragged into the third world war.

Pods run on electricity and are the perfect way to traverse Irona's different terrain, the trip in the pod didn't take 10 minutes before I found myself setting foot in the grassy, dew-filled fields of willow garden.

The garden was one of the few spaces where people could come to take walks in the tech-infested city, everything was limned in golden light. Touches of dew dot leaves and grass and flowers of every colour. The air is fresh with scents I cannot adequately describe; it's an amalgam of fragrances so potent I feel my heart relax, the serene atmosphere washing away all my worries as I inhaled the fresh air.

"Tomyyyyy let's play fisbee!" Aurora pulled my friends' arm and he chuckled.

"Let's set up the picnic first then we can play what do you say?" She pouted in response as he ruffled her hair but let us find a patch of unoccupied space where June spread a checkered blanket then proceeded to take out various plates of food.

From sandwiches to tiramisu, jars of different types of lemonade and plates filled with fruit kebabs. My mouth watered staring at the array of food.

Kal was quick to settle down and start eating.

"Guys let's eat... fast. Before Kal finishes everything-" Sam suggested her brows knitting together at the sight of Kal stuffing his face.

"I won't... maybe" Kal shrugged before gulping a rose-coloured lemonade, I make a grab for a sandwich stuffed with pink cabbage, ham, tomatoes, cucumber, and June's secret sauce.

"June what's in this?" Adam questioned.

"Ham from the cows close to the forest, stardust spider flower sauce, blue cabbage harvested at midnight from Pangea forest, tomatoes and cucumbers from the garden near the school and of course cheese from a cow... I was told it was the same cow whose meat you're eating..." She trails off shaking her head.