I look into Chase's wide eyes. His hands shake outside of my hands. I look around...
Max and Fang's eyes are trailed on me, both have hair like the people in the vision.Then I find Ben.
Anger arises and my hands tremble and I feel heat eradicating off my body. It takes all I can not to run at him.'Don't, I know what your thinking. You should study and watch him. Don't tell anyone, keep it to yourself.' A voice that I've never heard, well that I can remember speaks in my head.
'Who are you?'
'Charles.'
'You're a baby! How are you even capable of doing this?' I say starting to freak out, I look over to Iris, who doesn't have Charles. I find Charles laying peacefully in Xavier's eyes, staring at me, his blue eyes wide.
'You're agest.' He says with a hint laugh. I wonder why he doesn't have a babyish voice, how come his voice is deep like an adult.
'That's a made up word.'
'But I'm smarter than you anyway.' His deep giggle echoes through my head.
'How do you know that?'
'I've been in everyone's head for ages, you're all so dumb. But you, you're powerful. I'll remember you for a long time.' His voice seems old and frail, although I know that is not the case.
'As I grow so does my brain and power. How I managed to become this powerful I don't know, because neither of my parents have any trace of power inside of them, apart from the power of love.'
'You're too smart.' I manage to lightly laugh, his laugh echoes through my head.
'I know and it's a gigantic pain in the backside. But for now I have to just leave you alone. So goodbye Myra Arrow.'
'Goodbye Charles Xavier Jay-Kempnich.'
For some reason I know that I shall never talk to him like that again.
"Myra! Are you Alright? Calling from Reality to Fairyland!" Chase says waving his hand in front of my face. I giggle at him and roll my eyes.
"I'm here. The Fairy's say hi by the way." I laugh, he joins in.
"Yeah well tell them I say Hi back." He pauses for a bit and I laugh.
"No! Don't go back, you have to stay in reality." His mouth turns into a big smile. I laugh.
"Awe, I'm glad to know that I'm loved." I say placing a hand on his cheek.
"You know you are." He whispers as he leans down to my level. I lean on my tippy toes and our lips connect. In a flash I feel the warmth of his lips, the goosebumps show, the elephants stomp and the butterflies fly in my stomach. I break the kiss and our foreheads touching, smiles wide and the moment just perfect.
This has happened before.
The thought hits me, and the memory of our first kiss plays in my head.
"A memory." I whisper to Chase. He looks at me, I smile.
"The memory of our first kiss." I smile and peck his lips.
"You can get your memory back." He says.
"If you can get your memoruies back just by doing that... I wonder if something like a touch can trigger your memories back." He says endangered by thought. But he is right, if something like a kiss can trigger that mnemory back I wonder what else could trigger my memories.
Max's voice intrudes my thoughts in reality. Her eyes nad mouth wide, her face holds more of a look of worry then surprise and happiness.
"We need to figure out where the heck we are first. We've been here for weeks and the only people we see is the people who give us food."
"Yeah, we need to figure out where we are, and who they are." Azar says.
"It's pretty obvious they are apart of Age." Amya answere Azar's question. He nods.
"And well then it's pretty obvious that this is one of Age's bases." Amedeus and Fang say at the same time. They look at each other then fist bump, which earns quiet laughs.
"Okay. But, the real question is how in the world do we get out of here?" Narla asks walking over to the bars.
"There is no door whatsoever." James says running his hands along the bars.
"There has to be, then how did they put us in here?" Cole says walking over and copying James and Narla.
"What's the point of even asking these questions? we know there never going to be really solved. All that's going to happen is that we'll escape and not know how. Then we'll be on the run again."
'Aren't you just Mr. Optimistic, Hale?" Iris says walking over to him. She opens her arms to give him a hug, he willingly hugs her. He's probably taking it the hardest out of all of us, but he still si close friends with everyone. He must blame himself for something.
"Hale is right though. Why are we just sitting down and talking about it. Why aren't we doing something?" Chase says placing his hands around my waist and holding me close.
"Because everyone here is scared. We're even scared to admit that we're scared." Xavier is actually wiser, than I thought. Everyone nods.
"But every once in a while, Chase. You always need to talk to someone. Xavier that was really wise what you said and what you said was true, truer than true.' Ben says, sitting on the ground.
"What wif whey bwut wus thwough the wall?" Zita asks as she comes to stand in front of me.
"Smart chick." I whisper to her and place a kiss on her forehead, she smiles.
"That could be the case actually if you think about it. The technology they must be capable of using, like what happened with the bomb. It would make total sense to think that we were in a jail-like cell. When all we would do is feel the bars for a door and never bothering to look for a door in the wall." I say.
"Wait. You said bomb." Iris interupts me.
"Yeah you know when I nearly die." I pause and the thought hits me.
"I'm remembering!" I smile with delight, all the girls in the room including me run into a big circle and scream and hug like fan girls. We stay like that for 2 minutes before the guys cough loudly and we go back to normal girl mode.
"What you were saying makes more sense now actually." Fang says nodding at me.
"We should try searching the wall tomorrow... the people are coming, I can hear them." Fang adds on.
There's somethimg, a feeling that's stirring in my stomac. A feeling that says we might not see another tomorrow in here.
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Running From Truth
Teen FictionMy life reason then was to protect the ones that I love. It still is, it's my mission the mission that I may die on. But I don't care, who would? Dying protecting those who you love seems like a majestic and honourable way to die. It is. That's wha...