The Sphere

Chapter 16

Kelly was panicking. This strange girl showed no sign of letting her go, so Kelly had to think of something. She scratched at the girl's exposed knee, her fairly long nails digging into her skin. But the girl didn't move, her face didn't change, her muscles didn't even tense, all she did was watch Kelly try. Kelly thought about spitting in her face, at least that way if she died, she would've gotten some kind of retaliation beforehand. But she couldn't possibly spit that far, she was never that skilled in the art especially spitting against gravity, it just wouldn't work. So she decided to go for one last swing. Kelly used her long arm and swung up toward the girls perfect face. The girl leaned back and caught Kelly by the wrist, which raised her knee off of Kelly's chest slightly, but enough for Kelly to force her weight up. She used her free arm to hold the girl up. Kelly stood up, the female's knee pressed in between them as Kelly held her. Finally the girl's face changed as she was hoisted into the air. Kelly raised her up, took a step, and used all her might to slam her body against the cold hard ground under them. This knocked all might out of the girl as she screamed and released Kelly's wrist on impact. Kelly stumbled away from the girl and let herself fall too.

She couldn't go on much longer, but she knew if she let this chick get up before her she'd be dead meat for sure. So she forced herself to her feet, and staggered over to the still groggy female. That slam took more out of Kelly than she had realized, but she made her way back, and raised her foot over the female's face ready to finish the job.

"Stop! Please don't!" Kelly looked up. In the direction she started walking the first time, another girl was running. With the same complexion, same body, same face. The only thing different about this one is that her hair was braided, and the color of her clothes were different, She wore a maroon T-Shirt, and a black skirt.

"You're not serious." Kelly put her foot down and prepared for yet another fight. The girl was running so fast that Kelly was actually scared of what she might do.

As the girl got closer she put her arms up. "I'm not coming to fight you! But stop hurting my sister." She kneeled down next to her sister who was gripping the back of her neck and groaning.

"Your sister was hurting me! What kind of backwards nonsense?" Kelly protested disgustedly. She didn't like looking like the bad guy.

"You swung at her first!" The new girl yelled back, and Kelly couldn't even argue. She was right, Kelly had swung first. Just because she didn't connect first didn't make her the victim.

"I-.. I'm sorry! But you can't exactly blame me, first of all you two were stalking me, and then she just jumps in my face. Am I not supposed to be startled?"

"So anyone that slightly startles you gets beat up where you're from? You must not have many friends." The girl said coldly.

"Now just who the hell do you think you are?!" Kelly screamed. She had no energy to start another fight but her mouth always failed her when it came to watching what you say. With her there wasn't much time to watch before saying.

"Buzz off sister, you don't want this."

"Yeah? And just what if I do?" With that the new girl stood up. Perfectly straight, no sign of aggression, no readiness to fight or attack or defend. She just stood there with perfect posture. Everything about these perfect girls drove Kelly insane, but she knew good and well she couldn't handle another fight. "What are you two even doing here?"

"You ask as if we know. What are you doing here? What did you make this place?" Kelly was confused. She had never met these girls ever, and yet they ended up inside of John's simulation. He couldn't be that twisted that he'd take random people and throw them in there with them. Could he? There's no way.

"Where are you two from?" Kelly asked letting her voice soften. She now felt ultra-guilty. She not only got these girls plucked from their homes, wherever they were. But then she mindlessly attacked one of them.

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Melinda stop." Finally the girl on the ground spoke up again. She had sat up and seemed to be shaking off the effects of her encounter with Kelly. "There's no need to keep being so harsh, seeing as she's letting up. You could try to pull back a little too."

"So I'm supposed to just ignore the fact that she just power bombed you?"

"Don't ignore it, but don't dwell on it. She apologized, it was an act of fear, that anybody would have committed. Especially you."

"Wow Mary. Fine, whatever." Melinda glared one last time at Kelly and stepped back to Mary to assess the damage.

"I'm sorry I startled you. What's your name?" Mary asked Kelly. Who was very surprised she could be so forgiving.

"Kelly. My name's Kelly. I'm sorry again for attacking you. It's just my friend got a hold of this thing and-" Kelly stopped herself and stared at the twins' interested faces. They were eager for her to go on but she wasn't sure if they would even believe a word of what she had to say. Then she looked back up at the scarlet red sky and realized they might be looking for all the answers she already has and the ones that she would like to find out. "My ex-best friend John, got a hold of this. Ball. It's like a, well I called it a round laptop, and whatever you type into it comes true and-"

"Hold it. You want me to believe that I've been summoned by a magical ball?" Melinda asked. She was obviously not amused.

"Just listen! Listen to me. Please I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried." Kelly pleaded with them. Mary stood up and dusted herself off. She ran her fingers through her beautiful hair then pulled it back into a ponytail before extending her hand to Kelly.

"Well Kelly, please try not to make anything up in this story, because we'd very much like to go home." She said. Kelly reached out and shook her hand.

"Trust me, so would I. Okay, so it started when I was at home..." Kelly began talking and walking, Mary next to her listening closely, Melinda on her other side with her arms folded across her chest, listening, but not believing.