Significant Glitch

Chapter 9

Rain dashed up to Lilly and hugged her tight, tears in her eyes. "I thought you were really gonna let me die, Lil..."

Lilly squeezed her eyes shut. "Never." The whole arrangement was thought out in a way not even Sherlock Holmes could detect.

"Oi, Lilly... This one's bleeding bad." A man around Lilly's age kneeled next to Alvarie, whose shoulder was severely wounded.

She gave Rain a small smile before walking over to Alvarie. "Can you fix it?"

The man sighed slightly. "I'll see what I can do, but we're gonna have to get out of this building before someone sees us."

"Alvarie...?" Lilly shook the girl lightly. "Can you hear me? We're gonna get you fixed up, alright? Hang in there."

Alvarie opened her eyes slowly, but they immediately burned with hatred. "Y-you're... j-just like... h-him..."

Lilly blinked at this, completely dumbfounded. Before her mind went back to working, Alvarie was picked up and carried to a black van by one of the members of the HUB. She followed absentmindedly, still puzzled by what Alvarie meant. Lilly got into the van and glanced over at Rain, making sure she was alright. As the vehicle began to move, she leaned back against the wall of the car and fell asleep.

...

"Can you hear me? Uh... h-hello?" A voice called anxiously through the darkness. Everywhere she turned was pitch black, the source of the voice nowhere to be seen. "Are you alright, darling?"

She didn't recognize the voice. It didn't belong to any of her relatives, so who else could it be; her dog? The girl smiled at the thought of this voice belonging to her golden retriever.

"Oh good, she's waking up. Darling, can you hear me?" The voice spoke again, this time closer than before.

The girl let out a breath, pulling herself out of the darkness. Her eyes blinked open. She stared at the woman before her, whose hazel eyes were more than relieved.

The woman laughed a little. "I thought for sure I would have to take you to hospital!" She hung her head down for a second before looking back at the girl. "My name is Ms. Kingston. I found you outside of my orphanage. What's your name, darling?"

She blinked at the word. The lady was British, no doubt. Her voice sounded funny and no one in this area called someone darling unless they were very old. That wasn't to say that this woman was young, because that would be a straight lie. This woman was old, but not gray-hair-old. Her hair had seemed to have been graying for some time now, but it was not all gray yet. The for the most part, the roots of her hair seemed to still be a dark brown, much resembling the color of her eyes. They were very dull compared to hers and her parents. Suddenly remembering that she had been asked a question, she blinked with a hint of pondering in her superiorly colored eyes. Hesitating for another second, she spoke. "Lilly." The girl said with resolute.

"Nice to meet you, Lilly. May I ask where your parents are?"

Reality hit her all at once in a blow that made her recoil. The blood, the gun, her mother. "Dead." She didn't look up. "Killed." Lilly sat up. "I have nowhere to go."

Ms. Kingston gasped slightly. "There was a gunshot... was that...?"

Lilly nodded, knowing the rest of the question. "Yes."

The woman put her hand over her mouth. "Oh dear, I am so sorry... How about you stay here? I'll get you in a room and we can put you in school..."