Gravitational Pull

The Gray's Bellow

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Sita exclaimed as they told her what happened before the whole grabbing wrist and running incident.

"Shh!" Naoir hissed at her. "We don't want it finding us again!"

They had only just escaped from the gray when they found an old office with a broken door. They cautiously went inside. There were documents strewn about all over the floor, the bookshelves across the small square room they all occupied were broken down. Shelves falling at weird angles, books fallen out onto the floor with pages ripped and stained. Grason immediately went to go look at the books on the shelves.

"What is this place?" Sita asked.

"Well, if i knew I would have definitely told everyone by now... Except Naoir." Joey said seriously.

"Hey!" Naoir whispered angrily.

"Oh be quiet, you deserved it." Sita crossed her arms.

"Excuse me? I'm the one who just saved you're LIFE... Along with Grason of course but-"

"Hey! What about me?" Joey looked at him, and it was like electricity was going through the two. Threatening to kill one another as they stared each other down.

"Ladies, ladies, you're both pretty." Sita said. Naoir and Joey completely ignored what she said as she rolled her eyes glancing at the documents and books on the floor. She took a double take.

What?

She walked over to the folder she had her eyes on.

She knelt down to pick it up.

She grabbed it off of the floor on which it had laid, and as she held it her hands started to shake.

No...

She looked at the picture of the man in the classified file.

No...

Dark hair, brown eyes, and a necklace that said S&M.

"How..." She tried to say, but all that came out was a soft exhale of breath.

How is my father in this file?

"These books are interesting, they have lots of history on sector five." Grason said curiously eyeing each books contents as he opened them.

"Yeah, they even have books about meditating, can you believe it? That technique hasn't been used by humans for years. I don't even know why they used it anyway... Something to do with clearing the mind or something. Who would want to do that?" Joey said as he eyed a book about black holes. "I will just be over here if you need me for something guys. P.S. don't bother me."

"First off. I would meditate to find the conscience of someone else but of course you don't care. Second, how can we get you for something we need when you tell us to not bother you?" Naoir said crossing his arms and pacing around the room.

Joey looked back at him and smirked. "You figure it out, you're the smart one aren't you?"

"Why you-!" Naoir stopped for a second and looked at him straight in the back. "You know what? I'm not even gonna bother, you're not worth it."

"Oh wow, the great Naoir not responding to a challenge? That's new." Joey chuckled.

"Shut up." Naoir glared at him.

Why would my father be in a classified file? How would my father be in a classified file?

Naoir glanced over in Sita's direction.

Sita looked over her shoulder at the others to see if they saw the folder she was holding in her shaking hands.

Nope, nobody was looking.

Good, it's clear...

Until she realized that she forgot that there were three boys in this group and one was missing.

Naoir...

"You called?" Naoir suddenly appeared right in front of her face like he had been there the whole time.

"No, I didn't call." She said as calmly as she could and threw the classified file away from her lap, it landed underneath a pile of black hole books.

"What was that?" Naoir glanced over to where she threw the document.

"Oh probably a grunge rat or something, they are supposed to be everywhere in dark places like these." Sita said as she nonchalantly sorted through the books and documents that scattered the floor in front of her. Naoir walked off, going in the direction of Grason. She picked up a gigantic book off of the floor and set it beside her to keep looking through the other files in front of her. As she turned back toward the documents to sort them out and find something interesting, she froze.

There was a hole the size of the big book she picked up right in front of her.

And she saw something in the hole that she probably did not want to see her whole life.

A gray.

She held back the scream that threatened to come out of her mouth at any moment.

The only thing she could think of was something she never wanted to do because it felt so wrong doing so.

Naoir. I know that I hate you're very being but I am only doing this because I am close to dying. Come to where I am. Don't make a sound, I am not speaking because I cannot do so at the moment. Because there is a sleeping gray in front of me in a hole. And I don't really want to wake it up.

"What are you..." She heard Naoir say. Sita heard muffled footsteps coming toward her and there were more than just one pair of feet coming to where she was.

"What are you talking about- Oh... Oh dear." Grason shut his mouth before he could say any more.

"Okay, Sita I want you to get up very slowly. Don't make any noise." Naoir said in a low whisper.

Alright sounds easy enough.

"Don't take this as a joke." Naoir said as Sita slowly got on her knees and stood up. There was a crack in the floor that decided, it was time to make the loudest noise it could make. And a very loud sound resonated  from the floor below Sita's feet.

CRACK !

"Oh no..." And just as Joey said that, the gray shot open it's black eyes and flew up out of the hole. knocking them all to the ground. As the four started to get they're bearings, Naoir looked at the creature as it loomed over them.

"Guys... I think we woke the gray..." Joey said as he backed up against the wall they fell upon.

"No, Really?" Naoir glared at him.

Then, the most horrendous sound echoed through the tiny room of which they were in.

The gray's bellow.