The Elemental Link (Discontinued for Now)

Chapter 4

Felix's POV

I woke up at the break of dawn to get an early start, hoping to conceal myself from the darkness. I was just packing up a bag full of supplies until I heard a rustle from one of the beds.

"Ugh... Felix?" I heard Jack called out groggily. "What are you doing this early in the morning? Where are you going?"

"To find the others." I answered, swinging my backpack over my shoulder. "My friends needed me. Who knows where they are now."

"How do you know if they're still alive?" I could tell he was starting to lose hope by the way he asked me.

I stare at him solemnly then glanced at the arm where my tattoo is located. The diamond is not fully filled in. Only half of mine are filled in already and none had disappeared. But what if one of them did? "I'll know." I won't know. Even if a part did fade out from my tattoo, I wouldn't know if it's just death or just lost of connection.

"When are you coming back?"                               

"Soon." I told him. "Maybe a few days. Just stay in the shelter with Erin and Marzia until I get back so don't you dare leave." I turned around and walked up the stairs to the door.               

"Whatever you say, Felix." Jack said.                                   

"Good luck." Marzia said before I closed the door behind me and walked away with my bottle of water and backpack.                                

Now, time to find Sean and hope he has found the others in time. And I knew exactly where to find the person who contained this genetic ability.            

Mark's POV

For the past few hours in class, everything has been... mediocre. I met lots of new people around and found some old friends I knew before the whole seperation started. It started when Jack was dragging me to a party at a friend's house. Being the extrovert I am-- or at least was-- I'd went over to meet some new people. But then havoc broke loose. And instead of standing there and fought, we all did what every sane person would do-- run. And I havn't seen him since, until now.  Fleeing away from distruction, we all went in different directions without a destination, and I using my survival skills and instints to survive this hell, if only I knew who I was dealing with back then.                           

Right now, I'm walking with Tyler to class after lunch at the mess hall. I starting wandering my eyes randomly, scouring for people that I know. Then my eyes stop and lock on Jack. He's leaning on the brick wall with his arms across his chest, looking irritated while his friends looking at the poster for a tourtament in the academy. The tournament is being hosted in the auditorium for people to go head to head with each other in battle in preperation for the real one coming soon, if any one by any chance wants to ambush us. But I heard it's more like showing off your abilities than an act of attack and defense. 

How boastful and hypocritical is that. Isn't this academy is for training, weilding and progressing your abilities for battle just in case intruders come in, like the ones at the party. Still not sure why they attacked us though. But still, isn't the training facility like a military academy? I havn't been in there yet, but militaries are very strict and disciplined!

"Hey, Mark?" Tyler called in a concerned tone, breaking out of my thought. "You okay?" I realized I had stopped momentarily.

"Yeah, sorry... uh, let's just go." I said and face forward.