Frozen Solid

Taped Together

Deven was out in the rain, outside alone.  Like the day his rebels had started to die.  But this time, he was the hunter, not its prey.

His boots were soaked, but he ignored it.  He had to save Hayden.  He had to hunt down Loise and save the kid that had become to Deven his little brother.  In love with Loise or not.

He ground his teeth together.  He was still filthy from his last daring act.  He would never be clean.  But alive he would be.  And if he managed this, so would Hayden.  And if he was lucky, he’d spare Loise.  He still felt something for her, still even after her betrayal.  Even after she left them all to die.  Left him.

Love is everlasting.  He really didn’t think it was love.

Deven looked off into the distance, feeling a little less and a little more determined.

…

Hayden watched Crow carry off the body into the hospital.  He knew Crow wouldn’t inform him of what happened to it.

He didn’t even remember doing it.  He must’ve been in some bipolar fit of blind rage.  But he did know that Crow applauded him on his cold hearted deed.  But he could see hints of that familiar hatred.

A demon child.

If he was a demon child, why did he feel like he was the worst, most despicable person in the world.  True, he hadn’t liked Loise, but he had never wanted her to die.  He wanted to get over himself, for her to get over herself, to be friends.  He wanted that, none of this.  He hated himself.  A demon child wouldn’t have felt it, but Hayden was being eaten alive by guilt.

Crow came back from wherever she left Loise’s body.  She grabbed his hand, and brought him back into Trent Memorial Hospital.

“Pigeon.  That’s your code name, young one.  I’ll release your training strings, they obviously don’t restrain you any longer.” Crow instructed.  When she had started training him, she had attached rubber tubes to his razor sharp strings.  Hayden never knew why, but now he realized they had a chemical to keep him focused and calm long enough for the training.

He laughed.  Rubber strings!  They were heavy!  Heavy enough to cut, heavy enough to slice through people!

Crow forced him to sit down, and eat whatever it was she put in his hand.  Some type of bread bun.  Hayden liked it fine.  It didn’t like how he felt.  Like the weight of the world was heavy on his shoulders and that he deserved to die too.

“Why is the sky blue?” Hayden asked.

Crow cackled.  “Pigeon, that’s what freedom is!  It’s made for us to fly in.”

Hayden smirked.  “So are we?  Flying?  I’ve always wanted to fly, but I’m weighted down by everything.  I didn’t know emotions could be so heavy…  What I’ve done.  Will it ever get better?”

“In time, everything heals.” Crow looked at it, the sky, and stared.  “Not today.  Tomorrow.  We’ll fly.”

Hayden took a bite of the bread bun.  “Is it because of them?  My father, the G.E.V’s?  Or because I missed?”

She nodded.  “Both.  You certainly didn’t miss, but that doesn’t mean you hit.”

Hayden felt better, but still angry.  “I don’t remember it.  Please take the rubber off, I feel so numb.  I hate feeling horrible and not even being able to cry.”

“You know enough.” Crow flicked her wrist, a paper thin blade releasing him.  

“So can I make myself decent?  I’m covered in blood and dust.  I can’t see anyone like this, not even my best friend.” Hayden slowly felt the random thoughts and crazy emotions return.