Unknown Thirds blog

Well, this has been interesting. Cati is now telling off Patchwork and is... Woah, holding my hand.... somehow...
Mmmm...

Suddenly I felt Cati pulling on my hand saying, "Third? Hello? Lets go!"

I looked at her and, even though she couldn't see it, smiled. Then said, "I'm smiling right now."

She blushed then said, "I'll ask you why later. Don't go all teddy bear on me right now! We. Have. Too. Go."

Patchwork smiled, however much she can, then the screen--which was left on the floor--flickered some of her thoughts across it. It was somehow still connected to her.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill him right in front of you. I swear I will. The only thing you will ever see of him is his blood."

I've never seen Cati so mad.

She came right up to Patchworks face; inches from it. Then her hand came slowly up to Patchworks face and found a loose stitch. She grabbed it and slowly pulled it out.

"Hmm..." Cati almost hissed,"It seems that I could kill you right now, and those words would be your last. If I ever see you do anything to Third, if you ever even think about so much as touching him. You will be lying in a pool of your own blood before you can even blink." Venom was dripping off her words.

Patchwork looked terrified.
I was even scared of her... and she was defending me!

Cati was still ripping the stitch out of her face slowly, and Patchwork was screaming slightly.
Suddenly she ripped out the rest of it in one single movement.

Patchwork was bleeding from the open wound and had a look in her eyes like none I've ever seen before.

Cati looked at the stitch in her hand flicked it away then looked down at Patchwork and said, "But I won't kill you. I'm going to give you one chance. That's it. You can't say that I didn't."

I grabbed her hand back then said, "Okay, now. Lets go. Calm down." I said squeezing her hand.

She tried to look at me, but couldn't.

Sometimes, I forget I'm invisible.

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

They crashed through the door, even though they had all the security codes to unlock it.
They all wore full suits of SWAT team-looking things, except for the fact that they were flame proof, couldn't tear--mostly-- and they more lethal and high tech guns. All the security 101 who guarded Building 5 were specially trained to handle any Special.

But they weren't ready for my genius.

Which, frankly, was very simple.

Punching two holes in the wall--one on each side of the door towards the floor--I found some water pipes. I had brought some fishing line (yes, that is so high tech, I know). I tied it to each pipe across the door.The cot in this cell had a black blanket, so I managed to hang it over the door.

Jumping above the door, I knocked two more holes, so I could grasp the inside of the wall, like some Spiderman, and waited for the unsuspecting security.

It was comical. The first guy who busted through the door, didn't see the blanket or the line, tripped over it and fell with a merry 'bang' on the floor. The next guy didn't stop running in, tripped over the line, and falling on top of the first guy. Then the next guy and the next guy fall on top of them, and then the next, till 5 guys were on the floor in an awkward sprawl. I heard the rest of them pause in the hall.

That was all I needed.

I dropped down, grabbing the door frame, swinging through feet first. I knocked down the first guy in my way. With this momentum, I landed on his chest as he landed on the ground. I sprung into a flip, grabbing the next guys bullet proof vest when I flew over him. I hit the next one after him with the heels of my boots, making him fall under my impact. I stayed on his chest, like I did to the first guard. Still holding on to the guy, a swung him over me to hit the last security guard almost at the same time the guard I was standing on hit the ground.

Jeez, this took so much time to write, but it all happened quickly.

This was way too much fun. Plus, I needed the exercise.

Seeing that there were no more guards, I started running down the hall before any of the guards recovered. I saw the signs nailed up on the walls pointing what numbered cell were where, I took a sharp right down another hall.

Two guards were switching posts near the middle of the hallway. I skidded to a halt. Both of them heard my boots squeak to a stop and swung their flashlights around in my direction. I held up my hand to sheild my eyes from a beam of light , even thought the light didn't bother me at all.

"Hey, what are you doing done here?!" One of them yelled at me. He sounded concerned.

Alright.

Time to play the mistress in distress.

Lith©2007

Cati's Blog

I gasped as saw Patchwork on top of an invisible body.

She could frikin' see him.

Standing there I was stunned for a second.
Then I lifted up my pointy toed Kick butt boot and gave her a butt full of foot. I grinned as I felt her body under my boot. It was a lot better then air.

She recovered and grabbed at what I knew was Thirds shirt, then planted her feet on his chest and back flipped off him full blast.

I heard a *GASP!* from third, then a light *poof!* behind me. Then...

I got a butt full of foot.

Ooh, you little... I turned and tried to punch her stomach, but lightly jumped back, to swing around, fully kick invisible third squarely in the chest. You heard him 'ooof!' and fall down.
She turned to me and grinned to start advancing on me. Yikes.
"THIRD!" I yelled, "You'd better get the freaking heck up RIGHT NOW!"

Then I swung a punch at her head again. She just snaked that evil little head out of my way.

I should have learned the first time.

She pulled out a little portable computer screen from inside a sleeve of her kimono. The computer screen was somehow connected to her thoughts.
It flickered and then little words started showing up on the screen.
"I'm not here to fight, I would love too, but The Mistress knew that this was going to happen one day so she prepared me for it. She says it happens to all her Specials at some point."

I look up at Third and I get the confusion thing emitting off him. Jeez, I felt the same way.

"Look Bride of Frankenstein, We're not interested. I have better things to do then talk to you for hours about something that's pointless. So I've got to go and not waste my life talking to you."

Another thought flickered across the screen, "You sorry excuse..." But stopped. She sighed. "There's no point." She thought, "You actually really don't want to leave this place. Where else to go? Exactly. No where. The Mistress recommends you stop before you do something you might regret."
I glared at her and said.
"Well, anywhere where I don't have to see your face is better..."

"What are you suggesting?" Third asked. I was about to protest when Patchwork turned her back and started pacing a little. Right then a series of little taps went into my ear, he wanted me to trap her while she was monologuing, through the computer's security system with my awesome ability to type behind my back single handedly.
Got it.
I was typing behind my back silently as Patchwork said,
"She knows that every Special thinks at one point that they think they aren't needed in the Facility, or they think there are better things out there. Obviously you've been lied to. You have no where better than here. And everyone is needed. Even to a complete computer nerd like you, and this lackey who is too afraid to show is cowardly face."
"You know, not seeing his face is better then seeing yours. At least he knows that he actually has one." I smiled my meanest sweetest smile at her.
Then I glanced back at the screen quickly while she wasn't looking.
I was almost there...
Patchwork had a look of annoyance on her face then the screen popped some more stuff on it.
"The Mistress wants to know who told you that you could get away? Or at least made you think that you could get away?"

Suddenly, before my witty remark could be made, two large nozzles that looked like fire hoses came down from the ceiling. Patchwork looked up at the noise. Before she could move, they shot out a substance that looked like electricity, but tentacle- like. They rapped themselves around Patchwork, trapping her, and making her immobile.
"Oh, yeah! Eat that you MORON! Computer nerd my butt! Look what my fabulous skills got you into! HA! Oh and Third is always going to be better then you," I said taking his hand,"No matter what you do or where you go everyone, everywhere they are all going to hate you. Forever."

Ink©2007

By The Way...

If anyone has any questions, or wants to know more on something that's happening in our blog, ask, please, and Ink (Cati) and I will try to explain.

Nows the chance!

oOLithOo

XxCatixX

)Unknown Third(

Lith©2007

Lith's Blog

I landed on the top of the building below with a soft 'crunch'. I blinked, and my eye sight turned yellow. I looked around.

In the far east leading to the north, there were the shadows of Olmra mountain range. To the west curving to the south, tiny shadows that whispered of a dense forest. In this crescent valley, there were many buildings that housed monsters as well as their creators--more monsters though. The Facility was made up of 24 building structures, 3 helicopter pads, a 9 acer training field; a run way, as well as a 7 plane hanger, a large garage full of combat jeeps, also a huge garage that housed our many weapons; our own underground subway, a 10 foot electrical fence with barb wire encircled our estates, a 20 foot guarded wall 30 yards behind that, guard houses positioned ever so 100 yards apart from each other, and a sign outside of the fence--on the way to the gravel road here--saying The International Science Institute of Modern Science. It betrayed the real purpose of what really happened behind these walls.

Everything near to me had cool tones. No one in sight. I blinked again, and my infrared vision went off.

I pressed myself behind a large pipe as a search spot light light passed inches from where I hid. I hated those things. They perched up in the guard towers like big huge fire flies. They had their own power source, so what Cati did in the Comp. Room had no affect on them. I waited a moment or two, then took a running start to the edge of the building. I sprung up in to the air, aiming myself for the next building... 50 yards away.

Of course I cleared the jump perfectly. I landed with a metal 'thud' on top of a pipe on all fours, like some kind of predator of the night. My eyes turned yellow when I turned my vision to infrared again. Just some small heated bodies of birds roosting near by turned up a redish orange. In the distance, I saw helicopters hot red forms buzzing around. I blinked, and vision returned to normal... if you think 'normal' is never seeing shadows cause you can see through them.

I stood up and dusted off my hands to jump lightly to the roof top. The next building in front of me was Building 5. I surveyed it with my keen eyes... figured the best way in... and tightened my fighting gloves. I went over all my possibilities...

There is a flag pole thing sticking out of the building around the 4th story... Darvire is on the 6th floor of this 10 story high Building... Bars cover every window... Guards are most likely pacing the corridors, even with the lights gone... They most likely had flash lights along with their weapons... I can do this.

I inhaled deeply and jumped. I flew through the air, towards the flag pole. I grasped the metal, swung around two times like a gymnast to let go and fly up two stories. I somehow managed to grab on to a window sill on my decent; my hands holding me up, while the rest of my body dangled below. I pulled myself up so my chin rested on the window sill. I looked into the room beyond.

It was an empty cell... thank goodness! It was not in my intentions to release any more convicts than needed...

I heaved my elbows onto the ledge to reach into my pocket for one of Cati's doo-dads. It was a pen, but it wasn't no ordinary pen. Push the button that would normally have the point come out, a thin laser would. I choppily cut the bars off--one by one, top then bottom--casually throwing them through the glass of the window. Gripping two metal stubs with my hands, I climbed up the brick building. Whipping away the pieces of glass, I tumbled into the room, like a floor gymnast. I instantly stood up, ready and alert. I heard the thud of guard boots, who obviously heard the crashing of the glass, coming towards me.

Funny, that was exactly what I wanted.

Lith©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

Cati just finished up cleaning up any trace that we'd... well, that she'd been on the computer.
Right when she was getting up I heard it. Light tap, tap tap of about a dozen Specials coming down the hallway.
I looked down at Cati, she looked back up at me with big worried eyes and said,
"Oh my gosh. We need to get out of here... now. Tell Lith that the deals off, she shouldn't come-"
I cut her off by wrapping my arms around her waist and throwing her over my shoulder and ran straight to the door.

Then... Surprise!

Patchwork dropped down from the ceiling in front of us with that awkward grin of hers. The fact that her lip-less mouth was sown shut was just gross. She made it even better by painting fake lips on them in an outrageous bright pink.

Patchwork lived up to her name. She was the Asian female version of Frankenstein. Her body was covered in angry surgery and tube scars. One eye was brown while the other was a weird yellow. Her jet black hair was up in a bun by chop sticks, and her bright red kimono was way too big for her tall, super skinny figure. Her sleeves engulfed her hands, and they were several inches too long. A large yellow cloth tied around her middle in a big bow in the back. Her jerky movements betrayed that she was the most flexible being alive.

I set Cati down instantly and whipped out my sword. She had already taken a fighting stance and had her most fierce and deadly look on her face then said,
"Well, hello Patchwork. Come to ruin our little party with your face?... or rather what's left of it?"
I knew what Cati was up too, she was distracting Patchwork so I could go around her and get the first blow in. Luckily, my sword has an invisible mode on it, so it was set that way at the time.
I quietly signaled Lith with a series of taps on my ear piece that we needed her help getting out, also about Patchwork.

Patchwork knotted her little pencil eye brows together in frustration. It made her mad that she looked like she did... but it was worse when she couldn't even say a come back.

She front flipped forwards, hands before feet (like this was the easiest thing to do in the world.) and bent down to Cati's level. She held up three (oddly enough) white manicured fingers with a face that said, "Read between the lines, sister."

Cati's face was covered in rage. "Read this!" She swung a punch at Patchwork's face. Patchwork didn't flinch as she snaked her head to the left, and Cati hit air.
She was about to kick Cati when I slashed at her with my sword.

Patchwork spun around and clapped down on the flat sides of the blade, stopping it from striking her... some how. The sword point was inches from her face.

You could hear the little distinct giggle of satisfaction in her mouth. Hands still clamped down on the blade, she flipped over it...

Landing on my forearms. I couldn't believe how light she was! It was like holding a kitten!

She crouched there, her arms resting on her knees. I was too stunned to move, nether-the-less, throw her off. She pointed to her yellow eye and then poked my invisible nose.

I was horrified...

She could see me!

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

I had punched a couple of holes into the wall.
I found out that whoever lived in the room next door had serious hygiene issues. I didn't know you could have that many boxes of pizza stacked up soo high... as well as that many clothes on the ground... not to mention that the bed looked like ti was growing seven different species of fungi.
Gross.

Then the lights went out. Yes!

"Talitha?" Unknown Third suddenly mocked in my ear.
I punched in another hole. I guess that person also like some sort of band. My hand went right through some poster. "Don't. Call. Me. That." I growled, trying to sound like Cati when she's mad.
He chuckled at my feeble attempt. "Ooh, I'm scared now! Just a quivering!" He said sarcastically. I moaned. "Oh, just shut up."
"Sorry, not my occupation. Thing is, I can't get you out of there." I groaned now. He continued, "They're now suspecting us in the building. Cati and I are going to meet you up at the hiding spot. As soon as Cati is done here. You're on your own."
"Blah," was my remark.

I jumped up on the 5th story window sill as graceful as a cat, gripping the sides with my hands. I looked up at the moonless sky. Perfect for a rescue.
Well, here goes nothing...
I leaped off into the black abyss called night.