The Five

Chapter One: Who are the Five?

Hey there! Yes, I'm talking to you, the reader. I'm L.E.O., and my name is an acronym. It stands for: Living Entity of Opportunity. The funny thing is, I'm a ghost, so the word 'living' doesn't really belong in that acronym. However, I do look like a human, so I dress like one; with a purple shirt and gray pants (We all actually wear gray pants.). That aside, I'll introduce the others. What? Were you expecting me to ask for your name? Well, I would, but this is still a story, so I wouldn't know what your name was. And no, speaking louder into the screen doesn't help; I still won't hear you. Anyway, I'll introduce the others.

L.E.O.: "Jax! What's up?"

Jax: "Hey, it's nothing much, re- woah!" Thump.

Jax stumbles onto play! No, really, he tripped there. Jax, hmm... well, how do I explain him to you? (Don't answer that, I still can't hear you.) Let's just say Jax is the clumsy, innocent one. To give you an idea of how damn innocent he is, let me tell you; he's 15 years old and still believes in the Tooth Fairy, even with adult teeth! However, he is different than the rest of us in one way. Ahem. Jax has has black eyes with white pupils, kind of like something you'd see in a horror movie or game, and it lets him have above 20-20 vision. Don't worry, everyone's used to them at this point, or at least in our town they are. They're not that scary, either, they at least look slightly natural. Oh right, I forgot, he also wears an orange tee (with gray pants as all of us do). So yeah, that's Jax.

L.E.O.: You ok, Jax? That's already the first time you've fallen today, and it's not even noon yet! (It's around 11 AM right now.)

Jax: Yeah, I'm fine. He gets up and sits at the same booth I'm at, by a window. Where are the others?

L.E.O.: They'll be here soon. (We're at our usual coffee shop; none of us can live without it.)

Axel jogs into the shop and sits with us, and here we go.

Axel: Hey guys! Are the others getting here soon?

I raise an eyebrow and look towards Jax, who seems to be zoning out a bit.

Axel: "Well?"

Oh, Axel. If only he were more patient. To describe him to you, I'll just say he has the patience of a bull, and the temper of one, too. At least for being 16, he does. He gets mad and sarcastic at almost anything, that being the exact reason Cason sort of dislikes him. The rest of us can tolerate Axel just fine. Oh, before I forget, Axel is actually missing his left leg below the knee, sporting a robotic one in place of it, along with a white tee with yellow sleeves. Back to story!

Jax: 3, 2, 1, now!

Cason and Enzo both walk into the cafe at almost the same time. Jax can somehow predict whenever those two get here. Don't ask me how, I have no idea.

Enzo: GOOOD MORNING, VIETNAM!

L.E.O.: "Shut the hell up, dude! Can't you go even one day without greeting us like that!?

Enzo: "Nope."

Cason: "Hello, fellows. This conversation may be recorded for training purposes."

We all laugh, this greeting from Cason new to us, even though he's part-machine. Cason is (sort of) the smart one of us Five. For a machine, though, he can pull some pretty snappy remarks, sometimes confusing us of whether he's actually suggesting something or just making some remark for the hell of it. Cool thing about Cason is that about a quarter of his head is robotic (and cerulean blue, like his shirt). Yeah, he has a robot brain! This is why he can sometimes seem machine-like, but he's normal otherwise. Now, Enzo. He's the most serious (and the oldest at 17) of the Five. He has a red shirt with a (permanently) partly-bandaged head, left shoulder, hip, and right knee, along with a robotic right forearm. He had a rough accident, and for some reason doesn't want to remove the bandages. When he does, it's to replace them with new ones. He also makes deep remarks about almost everything he sees, and that's what we like about him. They can both be funny at times, like Enzo indeed did just now. Speaking of now...

L.E.O.: "Let's order now, yeah?"

Enzo: "Right. Whose turn is it to order?"

Oh yeah, that. We have a kind of system where we take turns to order; everyone calls us strange for that, but trust me, we have (I guess) a good reason for it. The waiter, Sam, is a 10 in all our books, so nobody really wants to  order because no matter who (even Enzo!) tries, they end up stuttering and blushing. That's why we have a system, and speaking of which, I believe it was Jax's turn, too.

Enzo: "Well, then?"

Cason looks at Jax, whose face gets a bit red.

Jax: "NO! I-It's not my turn today! It's Axel's turn, isn't it!?"

Axel: Woah, woah, Jax. It's your turn, and that's that.

Everyone nods in agreement, 4 to 1, so Jax accepts his defeat with reluctance, letting out a heavy sigh and getting ready to do his part today. Good thing, too, Sam's here, hah.

Sam: "Hello! What will it be today?"

Everyone looks at Jax, and subsequently, so does Sam. I think she might have an idea about our thing.

Jax: O-Oh, um...

Under the table, Axel kicks Jax in the shin, waking him up from whatever fantasy he was having this time.

Jax: "Ow!" He shoots an angry look at Axel, who just shrugs with a coy smile on his face. "W-We'll all just have the usual, please." After getting his task over with, Jax turns away, probably aware of his own blushing.

Sam laughs and scribbles some words on her notepad.

Sam: "Ok then, they'll be right out!" She leaves the booth, and once she's out of earshot, we take the chance to tease him.

L.E.O., Cason, Axel, and Enzo (In a singsong voice): "Yooouuu liike heer!!"

Jax: "Oh my God, shut the hell up." He puffs air into his cheeks and hides his face in his arms, disliking the result this gave him.