Shrunken

Chapter 28

Matrix's POV

Now I'm almost positive the world hates me. I've been in lots of tough situations, but being hung on a string, dangling fifty feet off the ground, by a blonde giant with anger issues? Woop-dee-freaking-doo, scratch that off the bucket list.

Why did he do it in the first place? He said he was trying to help, then turns around and wants to kill me? ... Now that I think about it, this sorta thing has happened before...

I guess it coulda been worse, all I did was try to see what Kay and that guy with the hood were talking about. Probably me. But the blonde dude finally regained consciousness and stopped me, so I bit him... again. Its kind of a reflex with Enders, but he didn't take it too kindly. Now I'm stuck on a string, with a ripped up wing. Worst rhyme coincidence ever.

"What is it with shrunken people and biting?!" he had said. "Twice now it's happened to me!"

"Don't handle me like that and I won't!" I replied. So much for that remark.

So, he went back to drawing whatever the *frog!* he was drawing, and I was left hanging from a string, by my ankle. The ankle I broke last week and managed to heal. If only I had my healing powers back, I wouldn't have to deal with this crap.

Finally, Kay and the mysterious purple hoodie guy returned. "Matrix? Why're you tied to a string?" Kay asked, one of her ears tipping sideways in confusion.

"Gee, why don't you ask your giant blonde friend?" I retorted.

"My name's Brice," the blonde teen muttered, putting his charcoal down.

"Oh come on guys! You got off on the wrong foot! Let's not try to kill each other please!" Kay reasoned, crossing her arms and shooting Brice a glare.

Everyone went silent. The hooded teen opened his free hand. A violet spark flew from his fingertip and instantly burned the string I was silently hanging from. I tensed and almost screamed when the flames touched me, but they didn't hurt at all. The string nothing but ashes, and before I could fall to my death he caught me.

I was too stunned to be angry, "Wha-? How'd you...? Are you part Ender?"

He chuckled, "No, I'm a sorcerer. Although, my element seems to be similar to your powers."

"Huh. That's a bit of an oddity." Wait, why am I talking to him? I looked back at Brice. "Anyways, what am I? A hostage?! You don't just hang people upside-down fifty freaking feet in the air!!!"

Everyone glared at Brice. His not-so innocent eyes darted from one unfriendly face to the next. "Um... oops?"

Mood swings? Anger issues? Did he have a head on collision with a brick wall? The world may never know.

*[ Zzz....... Yup, I'm bored. Forgot to bring Tyra back though... I'm sure she'll be fine...]*