O' What The Brain Can Do

Chapter XII: Hell No

      "Base, what base?" "AbSenseMiND has a base." "I don't want to go, I can't trust a group of murders." "You trust me, Aliester, and Frostbite, don't you?" "I do... Barely." Seraven looked annoyed. I REALLY didn't want to go. Everyone there is probably blood thirsty and, wait what am I thinking? All these people were in that group. Calm the hell down Bella. If these few lived outside the base, the base can't be crawling with them all the time could it? Seraven put on some sunglasses drove me to an ice cream parlor."Why are we here?" No, seriously. "You'll see." We walked in. A perfectly normal ice crea parlor. "Hey can I get some ice cre-" Seraven silenced me. He walked up to the counter where a normal looking gentleman sat giving ice cream. Honestly, I smell fear radiating off of him. Maybe he was a pedophile. He worked here just to see little kids.

     Seraven pulled out this card with a weird symboly thingy. That's the best I can describe it. The pedo open a door in the back that had some stairs that went downward. Seraven started walking down them. I followed him, giving a disapproving look to the pedo. He looked at me confused. My feet started hurting as I walked down the stairs. "Seraven, can you carry me? I didn't even want to come here and I wasn't prepared for all this walking." I heard Seraven do an exaggerated sigh. He tried to pick me up. No luck. "OH COME ON! I AM NOT THAT DAMN HEAVY!" He seemed flustered. "Look, I'm not the strength guy alright? Just keep walking." Now I was cranky. I didn't want to budge. Weakling. I felt my foot involentarily move. Seraven was staring at me, his eyes glowing from underneath the shades their strange red color. Damn Manicronics, always controlling someone's mind.

     We FINALLY made it to the bottom. Two men dressed in lab coats were playing cards at a table. In fact, there were a lot of people in white coats. I guess they were more of a science community. Seraven lead me into a door with more. Goddamn. Stairs. I was sick of stairs. When I finally haul my ass into a house that I buy, I am making sure there are no stairs in a 20 mile radius. I reluctantly walked down the spawns of the devil, following Seraven into a rather loud room. These people didn't have white coats. It was loud yes but there were only four people. "These are more of the 'hitmen' of AbSenseMind." Aw hell no. More murders. I jinxed myself.

     "Seraven, why are we here?" "Because, I was going to introduce you to one of the members I trained before I hit the higher ranks." "So this is how you plan to show me what 'skills' you had?" He nodded. Weird guy. The four people hadn't noticed us. First was a girl that had a simillar appearance to him. Same hair and eye color. She was a rather gorgeous woman, and I'm straight. She was wearing a cream colored clubbing dress with a thin brown ribbon around her waist. Over that she had a light cream shawl held together by a golden button. Her hair was in a bun with a gold rose in it. She had heavy red lipstick on. She had a mole like Marilyn Monroe. Next was a girl about as tall as me. She had tan skin with two low curly pigtails. Her hair was burgandy. She had a few freckles and green eyes. She was wearing a dark green sleeveless shirt that went up to her mid neck with ruffles. She had dark brown skinny jeans. She was talking to the girl that looked like Seraven.

     "That's Eva, my sister and Zoey, an apprentice. Not her apprentice, his." Seraven pointed to a man with shaggy chesnut brown hair. The tips were chalked various colors. He looked like he just didn't care about anything. He had one lip ring on his right and a bang over his left eye. The eye that could be seen was hazel with a yellow hue. He was wearing baggy jeans and a red jacket with the sleeves rolled up. Under that was a grey shirt. He was completely tuning us all out. He had gold headphones on. "That's Javier, aka, the Jerk of The Year. I wouldn't bother talking to him. He won't answer. My old apprentice is there." He pointed once more to the corner. There wasn't anyone there. "Uh?" He looked around. "Where did he go?" Seraven walked over to Eva. "Excuse me-" "Oh, look, my big shot brother's here." That explains why they look so much a like.

     I really didn't want to get into this. I'll just find this guy myself. Zoey walked over to Javier and seemed like she was complaining. I didn't bother tuning in. I decided to look around. I heard some shuffling in another door. I swear to God if there are more stairs. I opened the door. No stairs. But there was a kitchen. There was someone in the kitchen. That makes sense. Seraven's ex-apprentice was in here. That scent I knew all too well filled my nostrils. It smelled like death. There was a woman eating some unidentified meat. She had long strawberry blonde hair. Pink eyes. She was tall for a woman. A pastel pink headband kept the hair out of her face. She wore a pink button up shirt and white jeans. She was stuffing her face with the meat.

     "Uhhh, hello?" "AH!" She whipped her head to look at me and lunged at me, her hands wrapping around my neck, lifting me off the ground. "ACK! HEY WHAT THE FU-" I started choking. "Oh, heh, sorry." She let go of me. I fell to the ground holding my neck and coughing. "Hey, you can't sneak up on me like that. I'm so sorry." The bitch went back to the meat and continued eating. I staggered up, "What the hell? I walked in here announced." "I'm just a bit jumpy," she smiled at me. "I'm Aura." Aura huh? Seraven walked in. I saw Aura crawl into a cabinet. "Bella are you alright?" "Ugh, no, this chick just tried to kill me." Seraven looked at the half eaten meat. "It disgusts me that they allow this. This. Cannibalism." He threw it away. He opened the cabinet Aura was in. "Wither!" She jumped out and landed on top of him. Was no one serious here?