The REAL Beginning to a Brighter Future

#19 S.U.D?

Heeeeyyyyy!! Sorry for the REALLY LATE update but this one took awhile. I hope you like it even though no one seems to enjoy the story so much anymore but I'll be quiet now. Bye <3

Dylan's POV:
The school day ended finally and I said bye to the over excited Liam and start to head home.

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I start to pass the alley way that always gave me the creeps but this particular time felt very dodgy. As soon I pass that area I see a kid getting smacked around by, I'm guessing, gang members. I felt this urge to help him but I wasn't sure I should. I can't loose control. I just keep my head down and walked past. The boy screamed in agony. I winced and stopped walking. I can't just leave him there... I turn back to the alley entrance. Im gonna regret this. I run over to the alley way and see the people still terrorizing the poor dude.
"Hey!"
They all turn to me. Oh God.
"I think that's enough practicing guys. You won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
The one guy laughs. He had cropped hair with a lion tattoo on his shoulder. Really ugly though and probably had a lot of weed in his day.
"Awww a little chick finally leaving his nest!"
His group all chimed with laughter. One said.
"Tweet, tweet."
Another said
"Don't fly away!"
They were bellowing and my attention switched to the boy. He was beaten up quite bad. A huge bump on his head with blood trickling down his face. His eye blue and puffy and his clothes half ripped. I then realised the guys were now closer to me. Some with fists clenched and others with knives and poles tight in their grips.
I spread my legs a bit and lower my weight down to my knees. I lift my hands prepared for one of them to swing at me. The cropped hair guy came right up to my face and said.
"Get out of our way or your puny ass will get snapped in two."
I look him in the eyes and say.
"Uno reverse card bitch."
He frowns and steps back in confusion. I smerk. Perfect. I step backwards and did a roundhouse kick to his head. My foot connected and he crashed into the floor. He let out a groan of pain and stood up again. He looked at his now shocked gang members.
"You're part of the show too you know!"
The one guy with a blond ponietail started walking towards me slowly and the others watched and waited. He came at me with a head hook punch. I ducked left and took his right arm and pulled it backwards and slid my leg behind his and made him fall on his back. He got up and winced and started throwing punches obviously angry. I moved past them and did a thrust kick to his stomach making him go flying into the wall across from me.
The other two gang members started to corner me. I looked around and saw some dumpsters next to me. I run up to them and jump on one and jump off of it. I kick the knife out of the one gang members hand. He looks down and looks up again. I smile and place my fist against his chest and tighten it with speed making him stumble backwards winded. He looks up at me confused. I look around and say.
"What you never heard of a one inch punch before?"
One of the members scowl and starts walking towards me. I feel a presence behind me. I glance backwards to see the kid hiding behind me. I turn my head towards him and whisper.
"Just stay there alright?"
He nods and I smile and turn around to see the guy two meters away from me and holding a pole. He swings it at my head and I catch it with my right hand. I swing my elbow into his nose. He let's go of the pole and puts his hand on his now broken nose and stumbles backwards. I feel my hands get really hot. Oh no. I look down at the pole and my veins have gone bright blue. I knew this would happen. I look back to the boy who's still behind me and almost crying. He comes first. I clench my fists and breathe a breath out so I can calm myself down. I open my eyes to see them all come at me at once and I make the ruff decision to use the pole in my hands. I block their hits and smack the one in the head with the pole and he's knocked out cold. Owwww. That's gotta hurt. The cropped hair cut guy then says.
"Fine! You know what?"
All the members stop and he says.
"You win."
He walks up to me and whispers
"But next time you won't be so lucky."
He then motions for his teammates to pick up the unconscious friend on the floor and they walked off. I wait until they leave and I then turn to the kid now staring at the pole in my hand petrified. I look at it and drop it quickly. I run over to him and he says
"Thank you."
I sigh a sigh of relief and say
"No problem. Just be more careful okay?"
He nods and says
"How'd you do all that?"
Motioning around the alley. He's actually a really sweet kid. It makes me sick the way those people treated him. I raise my eyebrows and say.
"Well a lot of practice and you'll eventually get the moves."
He smiles again and I get this warm feeling of happiness inside me. I love that feeling. I never usually get it. But it happened twice today already and that doesn't happen often. The boy then says.
"I'll practice and get real good so I can beat them asses up."
He then does these dance fighting moves and says.
"They won't see me coming."
I laugh and say
"Yip you'll be even better then me."
I give him a high five and he hugs me.
"I gotta go now to my mom but thanks and I will practice!"
He scurries off and waves again. I laugh and wave back. He's the most adorable kid ever my god. I laugh and look down. Damn I'm hungry. I better wash up first. I almost forgot I was in a brawl five minutes ago. I walk out of the alley, while putting my hood over my head, and into McDonald's. It's all I can afford shut up. I walk up to the counter and order a Quater pounder with cheese. I go and wait for my order at a table facing the door. I look down to check my phone and I see a few texts from Hazel that catch my eye. She first asked if I was doing okay or if I was busy. That was two hours ago. Shit. It's not to much of a big deal but I still want to get to know her better. There's something about her that intrests me. I start looking at other messages when I guy in a suit walks into McDonald's. We would HE come here? I watch him carefully as he walks over to me. He was a well built man with jelled back brown hair and a slender face. He walked up to my table and said
"Is this seat taken?"
I shake my head slowly and he sits down.
"You're an incredible young man you know."
I don't say anything. What does he mean? He carries on speaking.
"Those things you did back there. You have talent I'll give you that." He looks back to someone entering the door and turns to look at me again and says
"You held back though. Why?"
I sit there in silence. What. Before he speaks again I cut in.
"I think you've got the wrong person."
He laughs and says.
"I should probably introduce myself." He sits up a bit straighter and starts to talk.
"My name is George Walker and I am head of the Secrets of the Unknown Department, or S.U.D for short. We study things that no one has heard of or seen before." He pauses."Or things that people have seemed to, throw away."
I look down. Yeah, me. He let's that sit for a bit before starting to speak again.
"But we are here to help you. Because you, are  very rare to come across."
I look up.
"You're saying that like I'm an animal."
He sighs.
"You are anything but an animal. You have the ability to manipulate fire. And not only that. Your fire is nothing I've ever seen before."
I frown.
"Ya its blue and it killed my family. What more is there to it?"
This guy was making me angry and I didn't know why. He sighs a sad sigh, looked down and up again.
"Listen, Dylan, I understand that you don't want to speak about this stuff with a person you only met two minutes ago. And I interrupted your eating time." He motioned to my food that was still sitting there untouched. I took my burger and started eating it. God I'm hungry. The guy then said.
"But you have to trust me on this one. Your parents, before they passed, came to us. They wanted to help you. They wanted you to have a good life and not have to live with the fear of loosing control. But someone got to you before we did. I'm so sorry Dylan. That didn't mean to happen."
I look up from eating and say.
"But my parents said that the people that took me were the people that were gonna help me."
The guy the nodded and said.
"Yes, they did, but in reality they were bad people dressed in our uniform."
I looked down. Maybe this guy is ligit... I don't know for sure though. Agh I don't know what to do. I look up and say.
"How do I know you're not one of them either?"
The man looked at me and said.
"I can make you use your abilities for the community. The crime rate is extremely high here, and we... can help you get rid of the people who made you go through hell for three years."
I look up from my finished burger quickly.
"You're gonna kill them?"
The man laughed.
"No. We are going to put them behind bars for good."
I nod. Okay... That's better then I thought. Plus my powers are getting out of hand and he said he could fix that. I look up and say.
"Okay."
The man then says.
"So you're okay with that?"
I smile and nod. He smiles.
"You're parents were right about you. You always investigate before you jump into things." He puts his hands on the table and straightens himself up. "Now all I need you to do is meet me at this address." He hands me a piece of paper. "Say nothing to anyone. But meet me at 8:00 am on Saturday."
I take the note and nod slowly. He then says.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Come in this."
He hands me a small square of material. I almost laugh. What? How the fuck am I supposed to come in this? I then look at him confused. He raises his eyebrows and says.
"Just trust me. Put that on and meet me there at 8:00 am on Saturday."
I frown and nod and he stands.
"I'll leave you now and I'll hopefully see you then."
And with that he walks out. What?! I shake my head confused and look down at the piece of fabric. How though? I laugh and open the paper with the address on it.
52 Antwood Street
Where is that? I shrug confused and stand up. I walk out of the restaurant and start to head home again.
Once I get home I go to my room and jump on my bed. I sigh in relief of how comfortable the douvet was. I take out the note and look at the address again.
"Where is 52 Antwood Street?"
I then look closer at the piece of paper and notice more is written on it.
Press between your fingers to activate.
I frown and take out the piece of fabric. Huh? I turn it around and see nothing there. I turn it back around and put my thumb on the one side and my index finger on the other and press them together. The piece of fabric that was probably about one and a half centimeters long unfolds into a pantsuit. I stare at it in astonishment. How? I look at the piece of material and it's a very dark dull blue. Put this on? I decide to try it on because I had to wear it on Saturday. I look at myself in the mirror and back at the suit. I think I'm a bit to big for this. Agh whatever. I take my shirt off and hear a knock at my door. I jolt my head there. Seriously. I quickly put the suit in my cupboard and open the door. I smile. Hazel. When she sees me she looked surprised and flushed. I look down and up and say.
"Whats up?"
She stops staring into space and says
"Oh no nothing I uhh.. Can't speak.. uuuhh." She laughs nervously and I laugh and say.
"It's okay, tell me."
She sighs and I can see somethings bothering her. She's sad. But what I can also see is a very familiar looking guy in a car driving past staring at us. It then hit me. Asylum. I take Hazel, pull her inside and close the door. I look up and I'm 2 inches away from her face.
"Sorry... The people from the asylum were here."
Her eyes go wide and she gives a scared look. No I dont want her scared now. She won't tell what's wrong. She'll be distracted. We're both breathing heavily and I step backwards embarrassed for some reason. I turn around and blurt out the first thing in my head.
"You thirsty?"
I frown at my own statement and she says.
"Uuhh. I don't kno- I, what- no thank you."
I turn back to see her rubbing her eyes. I walk closer to her and say.
"Hey... What's wrong?" I put my hand on her shoulder. She winces and I start to get scared. Is she hurt? I stroke her hair away from her face.
"Please... Tell me if you're hurt in any way okay?" I stare into her eyes to make sure she knows I'm serious.
"I'm here for you."
Tears start to form in her eyes and she looks down and mumbles something. I lift her face up softly and say.
"What?"
She looks up and cries.
"Why?!" She puts her head in her hands.
"Why would someone care about a freak like me?! A person who is worthless in everyway possible. A person who had hurt so many people that she can't even count them! Oh and not to mention I am dicustingly ugly with no talent. Wh- just why? I don't get it."
I step back shocked. I've never seen her like this. I pull her into a hug and rub her back softly. She cries in my shoulder and hugs me tightly. I try to comfort her by saying.
"Woah Hazel. What are you talking about? Since when were you a freak?"
She looks at me.
"Since always."
I shake my head, grab her arm and walk her to the couch. We sit down and I say.
"Look Hazel... You are a freak, but that's one of the best things about you. You aren't worthless. You survived being tortured in an asylum AND still make me and everyone else happy. So what if you've hurt people! I have too and it wasn't my fault and I doubt it was yours either."
She looks at me with her face red and tears falling. She sniffs and wipes her eyes and I carry on talking.
"And... you're one of the prettiest girls I've met... trust me on that one..."
She looks up at me quickly and mumbles
"What?"
I look her in the eyes and smile.
"Haze do you even look at yourself in the mirror?"
She blushes and looks down. I laugh and say
"And what was the other thing... talent was it?"
She smiles and roles her eyes and I say.
"Hazel you are so talented you don't even understand. You're getting straight A's for all of your subjects AND you missed three years of school."  I sit closer to her and say. "Oh! And not to mention your diving skills. Holy shit women you are amazing at that.... I'd call that talent wouldn't you?"
She looks up and says.
"But the diving didn't work out. I failed it."
I sigh and say.
"Well that's only because someone put a piece of metal in your path. And you still made it didn't you?"
She sighs and nods. I give her a hug and ask.
"Now what did you need to tell me?"
She shakes her head and mumbles.
"Well I just wanted to know if I could stay at your room on Saturday night because mine is being used for advertising and Emily is having family over at her place. But it's alright... I'll find something el-"
"No Haze you're welcome to stay here anytime. Just ask."
She gives me a big smile and says.
"Really?"
I nod and she squeals and hugs me. I laugh and hug her back. She says in my shoulder.
"I can't believe I have such an amazing friend."
I smile and pull away from the hug.
"Yeah me neither."
She's smiles and looks down a bit but quickly looks up again. I look down and realize my shirt is still off.
"Oh sorry my shirt."
She blushes and mumbles
"It's alright."
I take my shirt and stop and say.
"You wanna go swimming?"
Hazel looks up confused.
"Now?"
I smile.
"Yeah why not."
She laughs and says.
"I would but I don't have a costume."
I role my eyes.
"Well I'm swimming in my clothes."
She laughs and says.
"Okay let's go."
I jump excitedly and motion her to follow me.