The Creek

Chapter Three

I am sitting at The Creek. No other person in sight, just the way I want it. People are just creepy crawlies crawling over this earth.

All they do is accept, they don't wonder, or at least not enough as they should.

But enough, I need my silence.

Silence. It's beautiful.

And all of a sudden somebody interrupted my silence, their sobs coming from behind one of the tree's. I don't care, but, if I don't talk to them, I won't ever get my silence.

I walked over to the sobbing person who was busy with something, making them look down, meaning I couldn't identify anything besides their black hair, it was messy and made me feel better about my leaf filled red hair.

"Hello." I said, to the person who looked up, guess it was a guy.

"Who the hell are you!?" He said and he quickly and angrily swiped away one of the obvious tears on his face.

"Well," I said "this is my 'The Creek' and you are an intruder.

"Seriously?" He asked

I nodded to say uh duh, does it look like I care enough to joke? No, the answer, is no.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, slightly suspicious, as he thought of a way to tell me why he was one of the first people here, besides me, in the last three years, I scanned him.

Ok, black hair, green eyes, almost snake like and weird mark on the back of his neck which I noticed earlier.

"This is, um, where I live." That was impossible, there's been no trace of him, not since I discovered this place.

"A hobo?" I suggested, he wasn't amused.

"No, a Drafler. Idiot."

What the hell was that? First he bursts here on my unofficial 'The Creek'. Then lies and says he lives here and tells me some weird word.  For all I know he's cursing me! I wasn't impressed, I took my pocket knife out and held it visibly, warning him not to touch me.

"Don't think about it." He said, the thing he was looking at earlier, a sort of high-tech bracelet, shot a Beam of light at my pocket knife and poof, it was gone, if I was as small minded as other puny humans, I'd freak. I'd cry, scream, pray even. But thank myself that I understand, unlike normal people.

"What the hell are you? Really? An alien hybrid? If so, take me with you."

He chuckled a little at my stupidity, as he might of put it, I prefer originality.

"No, I'm, as I said earlier, a Drafler. I'm from... What year was it?" He went back to his high- tech bracelet to check what date it was where he came from.

"Uh," he said, "Year, um, 4014."
He smiled a perfect smile, and I'm not joking, again, I don't care enough to joke, his smile was white, could blind me and had that sparkle. Fun.

"So, Drafler dude, what's up with comin here to The Creek, and now?" I wanted to know, who cares if I am petrified for the rest of my life? That's quite frankly impossible, I don't get scared.

People are scared of dying , the next life is Death.

It's like being scared of a door, a big door of no return. How could that possibly be scary?

"Well, a Drafler, is a time fixer, this world is essentially, the middle mark of a souls journey to eternity, and if this world is destroyed, half the chain is destroyed, so now we have been sent around the times to kill the worlds greatest master minds, the evil ones who only contributed to destroying this world, and I popped out here looking for this person," he held up a photo of a girl, around twenty five, her hair was long and thin, half draped over one side of her face, the other side was in the shape of a pentagon, shaved obviously. Her eyes were blood red, her nails long and filled with dirt, her teeth made into fangs. Again, fun.

Her one hand made a peace sign and the other a rather rude sign.

Her legs were covered by black leggings and her top was a tank top, showing off almost everything, including numerous piercings

"Who's that?" I asked, not caring obviously, I anything she seemed cool, I'd love to get to know this chick.

"Doom Le Roux"

Doom Le Roux? Oh my gosh, I think I'm starting to care, only a little, nothing to worry about, just my dream villains name Is Doom Le Roux, is that me?

I looked closer, oh hell and beyond, that's me.