SOAR - Book One: DEAD HEROES

CHAPTER 3: A GENIUS, A PRINCE, AND AN ORPHAN

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A GENIUS, A PRINCE, AND AN ORPHAN

As Flynn finished his sentence, a panel of the white wall pulled back which caused Iris to flinch in fear of another spray or substance catching her by surprise. She did not need to worry though because that section of the wall worked as a door and standing in it were three people.

At the front with a stern look in his eyes was a young man that looked a few years older than Flynn. He had pale skin and curly, dark green hair that stuck up at the top. He was wearing a striped gray and black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and blue suspenders clipped onto black dress pants. The thing that caught Iris’ attention about him, though, was that his eyes seemed to glow an icy blue.

Standing behind him and to the left was a woman that was older than Iris with tanned skin and kind eyes. She had a loose olive green tank top with black cargo pants. She had a tool belt attached loosely to her hip and she wore black army boots. Her long brown hair was tied high in a single ponytail with a vibrant red ribbon. There were smudges of oil on her face and a wrench in her hand, Iris assumed she was a mechanic of some alien sort.

Behind the green haired man and to the right was a young boy that looked hardly over seven years old. He had thick glasses and wore a small black suit that made him look far too mature for his age and yellow bowtie that brought out the colour of his yellow eyes. He had pointed leather shoes on his feet and large books that resembled encyclopedias under his arm. He was looking at Iris curiously, staring her down with a wise and experienced gaze.

The green haired man put his hands on his hips and looked at Flynn defiantly, “Don’t treat us like your little workers, Flynn; don’t forget that I was the one who trained you.”

Flynn copied the green haired man’s defiant look and replied, “And I am forever grateful, Wire.”

Iris shifted from foot to foot awkwardly. She was in a room with almost complete strangers and she had no idea what to say, so when the four of them burst out in laughter, she was left dumbfounded as of what to do.

“Wire, meet Raine! She’s the one that was able to crack your little security check in one try.” Flynn laughed and pushed Iris towards Wire.

Iris looked up and was a bit frightened to see that Wire’s face seemed sullen; she wondered whether or not he held a grudge because she was able to see through his hidden security check so quickly.

“Uh… Hi?” She said with a quivering voice and awkwardly waved her hand.

Wire’s face broke into a kind smile, nowhere near as big as Flynn’s but it seemed to fit his face. “Hello Raine, it is a pleasure to meet someone with an acceptable level of intellect.” At that, Wire shot a look at Flynn and even though his words were as sharp as daggers, Iris felt that this was a quarrel between two brothers rather than two enemies.

The young boy wearing the yellow bowtie began to speak in a childish, English accent. “Do shut up, Wire. You may look older but I have hundreds of years of experience and intellect over you.”

The boy’s words confused Iris, “How can you have hundreds of years of experience without even being eight years old?”

The boy looked at her with an expression that made her feel stupid, “You have just entered a new world, with leaves of silver and a purple sky. Why do you believe that since I appear to be a seven year old, I must be a seven year old? That is such an outer Earth way of thinking.”

The use of the words ‘outer Earth’ confused Iris even further and thus inspired her to ask more answers. “Okay! Here’s how it’s going to go! You guys are going to introduce yourselves to me, properly. Including you Flynn! Then you are going to explain where I am and what is going on!” Iris commanded.