The Rebel

Chapter Two

Waking up due to the stress, I kick my blanket off, but my books also fall to the ground. I turn to see the time and it is three sixteen; I am trying to get back to sleep but something keeps me awake and it seems like I will never be able to go back to sleep so I guess I will have to train Rebels based on two in a half hours of sleep. 

I go into the bathroom and take a nice cool shower; I take out a black shirt and dark jeans. As I put my clothes on I hear a creek outside my door I quickly put my shirt on and grab my knife from the medicine cabinet. I cut the lights off and slowly begin to open the door and the footsteps start to sound fain which means that they're in the kitchen; I take cover against the wall and creep to the edge. The wall is cold against my back along with my hair dripping down my jeans and to my feet. A figure walks around the corner and I kick their leg in putting the knife to their throat.

"Who are you?" I demand forcing the knife further in their neck and they just grunt, whcih sounded like a man.

"I am not going to hurt you." He then says in a hoarse sound. I kept my aim on the figure and I slowly went to the lights to cut them on. 

"Then tell me who you are?" I demand once more as I push him against the wall and my arm is against his chest to hold him there.

"I'm Nicholas and I come here so that I can reunite you with your brother." 

"I don't have a brother, this is the lamest idea that Ted could have ever came up with."

He gives me a confused look , "Ted? No, I don't know who that is. Listen, you have a brother named Jake he sent me to come get you." I just study him for a moment and his icy blue eyes are doing the same; his black straight hair comes down to his tight jawline and he is two inches taller than me. He has a lether jacket with a black shirt underneath and jeans. "You are as stubborn as him too." He rests his head on the wall.

"Hey!" I say, defensively. 

"Sorry, just your brother really needs to see you and I can take you to him and if you think I am lying at any point you can leave." He responds, seriously, but then he winces. "Look as much fun as I like us to be this close, but your knife is starting to cut into me." For some reason I quickly pull away, almost feeling guilty.

"Fine, but I don't understand anything." I say frowning again, putting my knife into my pants pocket.

"I don't either, but your brother promised to help me if I help him besides me and him are like best friends." Nicholas says as he puts his hand over the spot on his torso, where the knife had dug in. "I plan on getting you back to him by today so can we please go?" He asks, heading for the door and after a moment of hesitation I nod and follow him out. 

Walking outside we head in the direction of an older model car that's dusty and has four doors. Taking a couple steps forward to the car a chill begin to run down my spine, but it then became painful. Wincing in pain I grab Nicholas' shoulder, "I don't feel right." I say wary as he turns around. 

"Yeah, you don't look right." He responds confused, analyzing my face. He grabs my arm that is still on his shoulder and I begin to collapse to the ground as pain in my stomach begins to intensify, like a knife stabbing me. Nicholas catches me before I fall on the ground hard and I scream in agony. "Violet?" I hear him ask, full of worry. I lay in his arms feeling cold and looking at the stars above until they get sheltered by Nicholas' face. 

My eyes start to flutter open as I smell a minty soap or aftershave. I have a leather jacket over me and I am leaned against the window, "Ow." I mumble as I try sitting up, but my body feels sore.

"Hey, you're up." Nicholas says, happy. "What happened back there?"

"I don't know, I was feeling cold then it was like someon stabbed me. That has never happened to me." I explain, sliding the jacket on since the coldness still flows through my body. I turn around but cannot see anything due to the darkness.

"I know you were cold; almost like ice. You were turning blue, but I thought demons don't feel pain, like from a knife." He forces almost like a question.

"Well demons can feel a little pain, it's almost like a pinch to humans; but this felt like something different it felt stronger." I say turning my attention back to the window seeing nothing but darkness but then I was blinded from a glow of lights. Nicholas pulls into a gas station as almost every spot is taken by cars and bikes. "What are we doing here?" I ask him.

"I'm thirsty and super hungry." He says smiling.

"Ugh, regulars and their needs." Nicholas laughs as I get out the car along with him, and I notice how straight his posture is. I put his leather jacket on as I speed my pace to catch up to him. "I cannot even taste food it just tastes like rubber."

"Trust me, the food is the greatest part of being a human, Violet." Nicholas tells me holding the door open for me. The store has yellow walls and floors and to the right there are tables packed with bikers laughing and talking with one another. It seems odd that bikers would gather up in a boring gas station. They all look old; except for one, he looks about 24, a couple years older than me, a biker jacket zipped on him with jeans. He has short dark brown hair and green eyes. Something about his face just seems familiar. His eyes stare back at me and then smiles at me almost like he knows me and raises his drink to me.

I walk away trying to find Nicholas, who is putting his groveries on the counter, he asks the cashier about the bikers being there, "It's the only place they can get together in this small town besides this used to be an old bar." The cashier responds, smiling at the bikers and then gives Nicholas a bag full of the food and drinks he brought up. I turn around and look at how much fun the bikers are having together and considering how long they have been friends. I wish I could have a friendship like that.

Nicholas nudges me knocking me back to reality. I turn my focus back on him to notice that his hands are full of bags. "Is it going to be a long drive?" I ask looking him up and down, frowning.

"No, well I mean it is an hour away, but I still need to keep the fridge stocked." We both grin and we begin to walk out the store. 

I glance at the bikers and all, but one was there, the guy who smiled at me when we came in. "He's not there anymore." I say, cautiously stopping.

"Who?" Nicholas asks, looking in my direction as if I was insane.

"There was a guy over there and he looked really suspicious. It was almost like he knew me."

"He was probably admiring your beatuy and had something more important going on." He responds as we walk out the store. We were approaching the car and I stare down at my feet, but I am stopped suddenly, causing me to stumble backwards. Nicholas placed his arm in front of me and in front of us is the man I saw inside.

"You are a hard woman to find, you know that?" His voice is soft with a grudge sound to it.

"Who are you?" Nicholas demands, walking forward, and I follow him.

"Violet, I am here to bring you back to your brother, Jake." I study his face and he then changes his eyes from green to black; demon. A sudden memory rose when I used to be in Hell and showed my eyes like that every day to strike fear amongst the creations.

"Jake would have told me if he was working with somebody else. He hired me." Nicholas says, alarming.

I could sense a fight starting to build up and I really didn't want this right now, so I move Nicholas' arm and get between them both. "Wait, how about we let Jake decide who he hired. I just want to meet my brother. If either one of you have lied to me then I will kill you. Now, what is your name?" I ask. 

"Fredrick." He responds, his face is filled with amusement.

"Great, Fredrick, you ride in the back with us and let's get on the road." I demand strongly and quickly get in the car. I keep hearing about a brother I never knew I had, there is now two guys who claim to work for him, and there is a war that I am supposed to be in. I just really hope that my brother has the answers.