Vashiel's Neglect (PG-16)

Status
Not open for further replies.
:: I shall take silence as a yes...? ::
 
OOC: And now...I shall break out of school. I hope this screws up my life enough for you, Shiney.


Silver walked down the hallways towards the administration room, as he did every week or so. As he approached the door, it was slightly open already. Grinning at an oppertunity to do something utterly stupid, he kicked the door open and slid in the room on his knees, punching the air above him.

"What time is it?! It's time for me to get in trouble again!" Silver grinned and looked around. The room was empty. There were only two sheets of paper on the table in front of him. As he raised from the ground, he noticed one was a note telling him to write two pages on what he did, and the other was paper for the note. Another grin spread across his face as he sat down and began thinking up things he was charged with.

"Attempted suicide? Possession of a contained substance? Parking violation?! You can't even drive!" Silver's math teacher lowered the paper as he shrugged. She had never seen his handwriting, because he never did his homework.

"What can I say? He wrote it himself, I saw him do it." As Silver turned his back to the teacher to sit down, he gave the hint of his overconfident grin. As he took his seat near the window, his thoughts turned to his only true friend. Arianna. It made him sad knowing that he would never see her again.

The window is open...You're faster than any of them. You could make a run for it. Silver's bad voice kicked in, but he tried to shut it out.

No I can't. I can't run at all! I'm too slow!

Use the dog instincts. They'll tell you what to do. Just look at your hands! Silver looked down at his hands and noticed they looked a little swollen near the palm and fingertips. He pressed it, and it felt just like a pad on a dog's paw.

Never noticed before? You've had them all your life. While Silver's guard was down, his bad side took over. It made him stand up and stretch, then look at the window.

"Sit down! If you don't, I'll--" The teacher got no farther. Silver laughed the way an insane person would, then stopped and grinned. Without warning, he leaped out the window head-first and landed on his hands and feet. Without getting up from this position, he began to run. He ran to his home and leaped through the window to his room, shattering the glass. Bun-Bun the rabbit looked surprised.

<Freak boy is home! And how was YOUR day? Wait, it isn't over!> Silver ignored the rabbit's comments and picked up the cage. He divided it in half with a large piece of cardboard he found and filled the other half with clothes. Climbing back out the window, he ran to the street with the cage in hand.

<Where the **** are we going?!> The bad side released it's hold on Silver, and the normal boy looked around. Sirens wailed in the distance on one side, and on the other was a road leading out of town. The pads were still on his hands, and he could smell everything around him if he focused on it. What he expected was coming true.

"I'm becoming a dog?!

<Yeah, freak boy. I've known you were strange ever since I met you. Can we go back in now?> Silver looked around again, and there were no signs of cop cars. The sirens still rang as clear as day, though. There was only one solution he could thing of. Run. Run away from everything. Run to the one person who knew about strange mutations.

"Arianna." Silver opened the cage and picked up his bunny. He held Bun-Bun in front of him and began to run. His only guide was his heart, which he trusted more than himself right now.
 
:: Haha, thank you. I just wouldn't want to start without being sure. Man, would that look bad. ::

Taxiarchai sat there in his English class, focusing on a paper he should have been able to do with ease. He knew this stuff. He knew it.

He retrieved a piece of paper from a cluttered notebook instead, pushing the assignment to one side. Taking his pencil, he began to quietly sketch a picture. Box, line, line, line....

He was flooding his emotions into the pencil drawing, when a scrunched up white paper landed in front of him. The 17 year old quickly smoothed out the paper and read:

"Chai wats the ancer 2 #7?" (keep in mind that this is probably what a note would look like :))

Taxiarchai immedietly looked over at Steafan, his friend, and frowned.

He took his pencil scratched across the paper. Chai threw it back at him, if a little harder than neccesary. Of course, two seconds later, the reply was:

"I cant reed thees scribles!"
 
"Wait? You're who from what?" I asked as I clasped my head in confusion, while staring at his wings. I walked over to him and examined him. All looked okay, before an odd scent tickled my nose. Actually, it was a couple of scents mixed together. I then just began glaring at Vashiel. "An angel who drinks and smokes drugs!?" He soon had a pink pillow flying rapidly at his face.

"A mix up upstairs? THIS is your fault!?" As I emphasized 'this', I pointed to my chest, now obvious anger present on my face.
 
Vashiel ducked under the pillow as it hit the wall above him. "Right, well now that I know what your problem is, I'bve got a few pressing matters. Back ina jiffy there, Miss." He said, before practically leaping out the window, and seeming to dissapear. "Right..." He said from near the stratosphere, looking at the clipboard. "One down, just a few to go..."

Dianna's Older sister, Robin, stepped forward from the doorway then, waving. "So, regular guys didn't have enough for you, needed to browse the divine department?" She asked, brushing a strand of naturally pale hair away from her face.

OOC: Would anyone mind if I sped time alittle bit to gather everyone?
 
OOC: Nope. => It's fine with me~ I kinda wanna come in to the story soon so...=/
 
"Oh, hey Robin..." I began, before realizing something shocking. "Wait? You don't see anything wrong with me?" I continued as I utilised my hands to point at my chest once more. This was odd, she didn't notice that I was suddenly a girl? That made absolutely no sense!

"Wait a sec..." I muttered after understanding what she had said. "What are you implying!? I would never sleep with a guy like him!" I'd never sleep with a guy at all, but I thought I'd be best not to mention that, not understanding the situation completely.
 
OOC: Due to lack of mentioning earlier, Robin looks just like https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/AIVAS/top103.jpg and is around 20 years old. >.>

IC: I shrugged slightly, looking after her finger. I paused for a moment, before reaching out and poking her chest slightly. "Well, you seem to be growing still, but that's not unheard of for girls your age, you should be proud of it." I said to her, grinning slightly. "But if you wouldn't want to do anything with him, what were you doing with him in your bedroom, young lady? I don't mean to pry, but I've got to look out for my little sister. Angels aren't really the type to hurt the innocent, though." I said, winking at her. I always joked with her like this as far as I could remember, since as far as my memories in this world would tell me, I had always had a little sister.
 
Last edited:
"Ah! Don't touch!" I said as I backed away before she actually made contact. "I wasn't talking about those! Stupid! Besides, how old AM I?" I was still digusted by my own voice, but I was curious. I hadn't even gotten a look in a mirror yet, but I could tell I wasn't 15 still. One other thing also come to mind.

"You just caught me alone in a room with an ANGEL. Why are you not shocked or befuddled or anything? Not that I was doing anything with the angel, he was just... dropping in." Aren't the type to hurt the innocent... look at me now.
 
I blinked, raising an eyebrow, before an idea came to mind. "That wasn't... He couldn't have, that little... Seventeen." I said, my face becoming dark.

"Anyway, you always thought I was joking when I said my boyfriend was divine, didn't you? But you need to sit down, and tell me everything you can think of, exiled angels sometimes do stupid things trying to get back into heaven." I said, practically pulling her onto the bed with me as I pulled my cell phone from my pocket, and ebgan to dial a number.
 
"Seventeen, eh?" I asked before I she forced me down onto the soft, fluffy bed, and she picked up the phone. "Before I start, I thought I saw Kyraa earlier. She looked... different. Anyways, I woke up this morning and I was like this. Thats the long story short. I can't remember anything about you having a boyfriend though, let alone one you claim to be 'divine'. That angel was here when I came to my senses, and he said there was a mix up or something."
 
I blinked, raising an eyebrow. Everything had seemed normal to me. "What do you mean, 'like this'?" I asked, my face still dark. "If you weren't aware that you were Seventeen.. Dana, please, tell me anything you consider unusual about yourself." I explained, hoping that idiot of a birdbrain hadn't tampered with her memory. Finally, the line on my cellphone was picked up, and I said "I need you here, Now." and hung up, putting the cell phone away again...
 
I finally noticed Robin and started to run over to her, "Robin!" I replied happily, hugging her. "Wow...you're a girl?" I asked Dianna, trying not to laugh. "I guess it got you too didnt it? Well...whatever it was anyway." I told her.

"So, Robin, How have you been?" I asked her, cheerfully. It was as if we hadn't talked in a while...even though we saw each other everyday. Maybe it had to do with her change.
 
"I think the super happy Teletubby over there just identified what's wrong." I muttered as I glanced over at Kyraa. "Wait? Got me too? That would explain your random change in personality I suppose, and the fact that you could identify that I changed."

I turned my attention back to Robin, putting my hands on my legs and rocking onto my back. "So... yeah. I'm not really your 17-year old sister. I'm your 15-year old brother... or WAS."
 
"I am not no teletubby! I'm way cuter than a teletubby for you're information. Besides...at least I didnt get a gender change like SOMEONE I know." I teased. "And duh...of course I know...can't you see that I changed too?" It would be strange if I didnt," I told Dianna.

"Dianna, stop being a chicken...you don't see me freaking because I'm wearing pink do you?" I said, laughing at him.
 
I blinked, and then struck my palm with my fist, finally realizing it. "That deadbeat angel must have tampered with both of your memories to try and cause problems that he could solve, and get back into heaven!" I said, cursing. "I can't believe that an angel would sink so low as to replace your memories..." That's when a young man with black hair and a black leather jacket over a white tee shirt and faded jeans walked in, raising an eyebrow at us. "We've got a situation Ronin." I said, my usual happy-go-lucky attitude nowhere to be seen.
 
"I haven't forgotten all my memories...that would be like, forgetting you! Seems Dianna is the only one taking it hard though," I said.

Hearing what Robin had said I turned to see a young man and hid behind Robin before he tried anything funny on them. "Who is that guy?" I whispered.
 
I shrugged, standing up and walking over to him. "Diana, KYraa, re-introducing you. This is my boyfriend, Ronin. He's a fallen angel, or demon, use whichever term you prefer. Ronin, you know about Kyraa, and you knew Dianna personally, it seems that a fresh exile tried tampering with their memories."

It wasn't much in the way of introductions, but it got the job done, and right now I was definitely in the mood for some righteous wrath when that angel came back...
 
"Oh, you never told me you had a boyfriend Robin!" I teased my best friend. Although maybe she did and the memory alteration messed up my memories somehow...nah. I doubt that.

"How do you even plan to lure him here anyway?" I asked her. "Unless you plan on trying to track him down, that's all I can think of!" I replied.

I noticed Dianna still on the floor; I tried to help him up but I ended up falling backwards. I forgot that being a girly girl meant I didnt have any boyish strength. I hoped that soon Robin could get us back to normal.

"Looks like you'll hafta deal with Dianna," I said.
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top