The Apocalypse 2: Rise of Zephiles [The Original]

Ch. 11

"Hey, Jason." Blaze said. "Whatcha doin'?" "Wave asked me to look for a piece of metal for the van." he answered. They were outside in the junk yard. Luckily, the junk blocked all views from the road. "Speakin' of Wave..." Blaze said. Jason stopped searching and stood up. "What about her?" "Haven't you noticed anything odd about her lately?" "How so?" "Well, she scratched you." Blaze said. "And when I went to talk to her, she had her hand behind her back." "That does sound a bit odd." said Jason. "I'll keep an eye on her." "As will I." the figure said, before slipping away into an alley. Jason walked over to Wave. "Is this what you're looking for?" Wave stood up and looked at the piece of metal floating beside Jason. "This looks good." she said. "Could you set it down right there?" she asked pointing to a spot near the van. Jason set the metal down in the spot where Wave pointed. "You okay?" "Yeah." Wave said. "Why?" "You just seem a little different." "How so?" "I don't know. You don't seem like yourself." "I feel really good, right now." "You know you can always talk to me, right? If anything's wrong." "Yeah, I'll... I'll do that. Thanks." she said. Jason turned and walked away. "It's getting late, Wave. Better get some sleep." Wave woke up and went to the bathroom. She almost screamed when she looked in the mirror but she covered her mouth (or beak) with her hands. The scream came out muffled. Her eyes were red. Red, like the blood in your body or the fire in a fireplace. "What the--" she said, still covering her mouth. She removed her hands and leaned forward, leaning against the sink. "What's happening to me?" she said softly. Jason woke up, too. "Wave?" he said, looking over at the spot where Wave had been laying. The sheets were all a mess from when she got up. He got out of bed and went out into the living room. The others were still asleep. He approached the bathroom door and knocked. It wasn't closed all the way so it just swung open. "Wave?" he asked. "Jason." Wave said in a soft, snake-like voice. She was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, facing away from the door. "Wave?" Jason asked, sounding, well, worried. "You okay?" "I'm fine." "You sure? 'Cause you sound a little--" "I said I was fine!" she yelled, her voice going from snake-like to her normal voice again. "Okay." Jason said. "Sorry, uh-- See you in the morning." He gently closed the door. "Hey." Sonic said sleepily. "What's goin' on?" Jason headed back to the bedroom. "Nothing, Sonic. Go back to sleep." He yawned and went back to sleep.