The Unfinished

Chapter 5 - Solving the Puzzle

The boys, John assumed to be Shawn's bullies walked up to John who was standing there, attempting to protect Shawn. "Please...You can step aside!" begged Shawn as he began pulling on John's uniform. John remained quiet as he didn't move an inch. "Let me talk to the little guy! Move!" yelled one of the boys. "Sorry. I won't." said John. "That's it, you little punk!" said the boy before starting to transform...? "What the hell...?" said John as he watched the boy change shape and size, becoming gigantic. "John! Please leave!" With John's heart beating faster than he could have imagined, he stood there. The boy appeared to be a cyclops. Standing there. Taller that 8 metres. John was sweating. Fearing for himself and for Shawn. "Shawn...Leave." said John in a tone that made it seem like an order. "I can't do that! You should use your form, too! It's not going to be your fault. He started it!!" said Shawn, finally yelling genuinely. "I can't do that, Shawn." said John as he turned around, looking at Shawn. "I'm human, Shawn." said John with a smile, causing Shawn's eyes to widen. "Now please. You can leave." said John while turning back towards the bully. "At least let me help you! As your friend!!" yelled Shawn. "No. That's not gonna happen." said John as he turner around only to be met with the so-called cyclops swinging his arm, sending him flying into a tree. "Ah, damn it..." said John as he began to lose consciousness. "John!!!" yelled Shawn as he looked towards the bully with anger. As Shawn grits his teeth, he looks over at the cyclops. Suddenly, the cyclops begins to gold onto his head in pain. "What the hell are you doing to me?!" asked the monster, desperately. Before he had realised it, the monster's head has disappeared from his shoulders. Blood gushed out, spraying like a fountain. With Shawn running towards John, the cyclops' body falls to the ground. "John! John!!" yelled Shawn in desperation, scared for John's life. "What are you yelling about now?" asked John, seemingly fine. "You're okay?! How? He sent you flying!" kept yelling Shawn in John's ear. "I don't know, really. Guess I'm tough. But more importantly, what the hell did you do to that guy?" asked John. "That...I'm what they call a King Type monster..." said Shawn, obviously disappointed. "Do you hate me now? I'm a monster. You go hurt by a monster..." stopped Shawn in the middle of his sentence.

                   "Not really."

As Shawn heard those words he looked up, actually tearing up in confusion. "Who cares WHAT you are? It's WHO you are, idiot!" said John raising his voice. "John...?" asked Shawn while smiling. "What now...?" he responded with an annoyed tone. "Thank you!" said Shawn as he gives off the most genuine smile John had seen coming from him. "Sure. No problem." said John as sighed, holding his shoulder that seemed to be cracked out of place. "Let's get you to the infirmary for now!" said Shawn with an urgent tone. "Sure, sure." said John as they headed towards the infirmary.

"Does it hurt?" asked Shawn carefully. "Not really" responded John nonchalantly. "You should take your injury more seriously!" said Shawn, clearly worried about John. "I mean, it doesn't really hurt. I'm just a little numb, is all." responded John while sighing. "Anyway, I know you said you were a King Type, but what exactly did you do to that guy?" asked John, leaving Shawn quiet. "It's just that...I hate using my powers. King Types don't have monster forms, you see." started explaining Shawn. "Why don't you like using your powers?" asked John. "My power is more of what I call an attack type, i guess. My powers are used to hurt people..." said Shawn, disappointed in himself. "Is that so...? It was self defence, anyway." said John, a little too relaxed. "You're not afraid of me or want to bully me for it?" asked Shawn. "No. Why? Will you try to kill me?" asked John. "Of course I won't!! How could I?!" started yelling Shawn. "I know, I know. J was joking..." said John, annoyed. "Oh...Sorry!" replied Shawn. "You're acting a little differently, aren't you?" asked John. "No. Not really." said Shawn as he smiled. "Sure. Whatever you say." said John. "Shall we go now?" asked Shawn. "Sure." replied John.

As they walk home, Shawn is obviously a little uncomfortable. "What's wrong now?" asked John. "It's just a little overwhelming, you know? Being friends with a human?" responded Shawn. "Keep talking. I'm friends with a monster, not to mention studying in a school full of them." said John back to him. "Fair enough, I suppose. Wait! Does that girl know?!" asked Shawn in a shock. "Yeah. She does. She was the first one I told." responded John. "What?! I'm not the first one...?" asked Shawn. "Yeah. Not a big deal, though." responded John. "Well, yes, but it is a little overwhelming how well you blend in with us." said Shawn, obviously a little worried. "Is that so...?" said John. As they continued talking, they both went their own way, saying "Goodbye." as they separate. "Good grief...One day and two people already know about me. At least I can trust them, I think." thought John as he reached his house. As he opens the door, he hears Chris's voice coming from inside and another more feminine, soft voice coming from inside. John entered, only to find Chris talking to a girl with a big summer hat on her head. "Who's that?" said John with a serious and worried tone. "Ah, John! You're back already?" said Chris with an annoyed tone. "Don't give me that. Who's that, Chris?" asked John again with more assertion. "I dunno, honestly." said Chris, causing John to sink down. "Who the hell are you?" John asked the girl whose face was covered by the big hat. "Who? Me? Aww, you don't remember me, John?" said the girl, hitting John with those words. "Yeah. Sure. I don't remember you. Now tell me who you are?" continued John with Chris getting intimidated by his brother's tone. "Me name is Evangeline McDowell. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bloke." said the girl in a calm and collected voice. "Why are you in our house?" asked John, still maintaining his defensive tone. "I just wanted to visit the boy my father invited into our school, despite how different he is." the girl said as she began chuckling softly. John realised the situation he was in. "Chris. Go to your room." said John. "Why? What's wrong?" asked Chris, worried. "It's nothing really. I just want some private time with her." said John, regaining the confidence in his voice. "Fine! Freaking bossy jerk!" yelled Chris as he ran upstairs to his room, shutting the room after himself. "Now...You're the principal's daughter?" asked John, aiming his attention towards this weird, but it beautiful girl. "Yes! That would be me. You catch on quickly, Mr.Bloke!" the girl said as she clapped her hands firmly. "Now, tell me the real reason why you're here." said John. "I wanted to meet you. That's the only reason, really." the girl said with the same lively, happy tone. "There. You've met me. Now what?" said John, trying to get this girl out of his house as quickly as possible, with her being a monster and all.

"I shall leave now. Thank you for your hospitality. It truly is a beautiful home." said the girl as she lifts her hat to reveal a bright smile. Beautiful red, crimson eyes that seem to look inside your head, and a memorizing blonde hair, brighter than the sun itself. "Farewell, Mr.Bloke. I hope people don't find out about your dirty secret." sad fe girl as she began to walk towards the door that John had entered through a few minutes ago. "This girl..."

      "What is it she's planning?"