Jamie sat quietly in the back of the classroom trying to take her time deciding on just when to walk up and drop her test off in the basket. She had just rolled her eyes for the 16th time when she felt her...Gretcia? It had been over 80 years since the complete destruction of Area 51's underground lab. She had hoped the blast had taken at least Gretcia. Jamie swallowed suddenly stiffened as she felt the child being taken. Cold brand settled in her veins. She walked up and deposited the test in the basket and headed out calmly where she flashed stepped to her locker only to thrust the teef so hard into it that a permanent imprint covered it.
"Where is she?" Creature tried to wedge her fingers between the Smiths hand and her throat. No matter what she became Gretcia still needed air. Jamie threw Gretcia down the hall, flash-stepping so she could catch her again. Gretcia could feel unconsciousness settle on the edges of her mind, yes. Yes, her old friend would finally end her, she smiled genuinely for the first time in 80 years. That was when she was dropped to the floor. Jamie shook herself when she saw the smile. Tears sprang down like rivers from her near black eyes as Jamie hugged herself and turned away. In all the centuries she had never come so close to losing herself in the violence. "Why... stop?" Grectia whispered. Jamie stilled as she choked on her own bile. "Because in all these centuries I have never come so close to losing myself to violence." She shivered. "Never." Gretcia let her head fall to her chest. Never had she felt death so near, so close and had it taken away from her.
"She is being held at the lab from the last war. It seems that it suits their purpose." Jamie sagged. "Where? Give me the directions and I'll be there before school's out. But I want her on her way out of there, now." Gretcia coughed.
"I can't do that. I only had one phone. There isn't any way there faster other than door vehicle." Jamie turned around and took her old friend's hand and pulled her close before jumping outside of the school. Jamie felt Gretcia shaken to her core. "Ah...ah...amazing! Its..." Gretcia puked on Jamies school shoes. Gretcia watched as the bile ate through Jamies shoes tonen the changing color nail polish on the smith's toe nails. "Oh well, I really didn't like those shoes any ways. Guess I should thank you." Jamie snickered as she made another jump a little further down the road. Gretcia gave the other a sideways glance. Tears welled up from somewhere deep inside her and bubbled over down her cheeks. "Kill me! Kill ME! PLEASE KILL ME!" Jamie stopped and looked at her. "Why would I kill you? I should have just grabbed u and made u come with me, instead I left u there. I am a big part of why u became this way." Gretcia felt her hart-, hart crack. "How can I let u go to them? They won't let u go this time. This time they mean to keep you." Jamie chuckled. "If that is what God has instore for me, then that is what will be. Come tell me.... oh no. u better give me the address and then head there on your own the rest of the way." Jamie eased her down as she saw the all too red jagged hair style pop up 3 stores back as she glanced in the passing window. Gretcia put the card she had with the labs address in the smith's pocket and cloaked herself for a few steps.
P.B. phoned Renji and Uryu asking if they had seen mom.
"She just took her advance calculous test. We've just finished our advanced foreign history test. What's happened?" Renji said. P.B. was silent and then the phone clicked off. "Damn her!" Renji swore. "This isn't your business. Its Hoards." Uryu informed him. Renji frowned and narrowed his eyes at the four eyed quincy. "What do u mean Hoard business?" Uryu straightened up and stood his ground. "Just what I said. Its none of the Societies business." Renji yanked him up close to his face, the quincy remained unshaken. "How do I get in?" Uryu snorted and pushed up his glasses. "You don't. Not without her say. Now take your hands off me." Renji tightened his hold. Then noticed the pendent hanging off of Uryu's neck. It was the same as his burn of whatever u could call it on his forehead. As it was the damn thing moved when it felt like it. He smirked and eased up on Uryu. "That's fine. I'm already in." Uryu frowned as he straightened up his uniform. "How?" Renji had already taken off his headband. "Right here. This is all I need to get in." Uryu blinked. The pendent that he wore was imprinted on Renji's forehead. Right in the middle of it and it moved. He met its eyes and felt the recognition of the family mark to the pendent. "My Knight of Archers." He heard a deep ancient voice say with respect and pride.
"But that means you're not only a smith. Renji you're of her blood. I mean, your actually real family." Renji furrowed his brow and rubbed the imprint. Family? He'd been an orphan for as long as he could remember, the only family he'd ever had were those he and Rukia had buried years before entering the Reaper Academy. Now Uryu was telling him that Jamie was meer than just the last pure-blooded smith but that he was one of her family. That he had family, blood relations, that he wasn't alone. He had a heritage he could look to. He narrowed his eyes and sneered at Uryu.
"Where is she?" Uryu blinked. "Ask the imprint. If I'm right he should be able to tell you." Renji frowned. How did one ask an imprint? A voice deep and booming chuckled inside his head. "All one needs to do is ask and I am here to aid you. God is willing if u are able. Ask." Renji pressed his lips together. "Where is she?" The deep voice was silent for a moment. "Close your eyes and touch your clan's imprint. It will get u close, but she does not wish to be found of caught. Even I cannot go against the princess. This is all I can do for you. And tell the knight he too is of her blood, but on her cousin's side." The voice started to fade. "Wait! How many are of her family?" The voice chuckled. "More than she ever expected." Then it becomes serious. "But with their powers emerging it also makes them a target for demons. One's luck only lasts so long. The houses must be alerted to protect and train. But now is not the time to talk. Now is the time to track her. Good luck young one, she is good at games." The voice chuckled and went silent. Renji had to blink before realizing it wasn't coming back. He eased his fingers to the dragon's imprint and closed his eyes. He reached out to the feeling he had suddenly about her. Family, roots, heritage. He smiled as a tear slipped down. There was a shift and then he heard, felt and smelled the outside. He opened his eyes and blinked, where was she? He narrowed his eyes and seen P.B. running in front of him. His hart-, hart pounded hard his blood ran hot he hadn't been able to stop thinking of her even in his sleep.
P.B. panicked as the tracker kept losing mom. Tears flowed as fear raced through her. It hadn't been that long since the reunion. If nothing else, Voro and his sister were still at large. She couldn't do this. P.B. saw mom and then saw her flash away. "Mom! Mom!" She was yanked back suddenly when she tried to run across a busy street. Jamie turned back, she for a moment looked irritated and annoyed. Then she smiled softly and put her hands on her hart-, hart and vanished. "Mom! Mom!" Renji turned her in his arms and kissed her. It was the best kiss but the worst time. She would have made him speak in high pitch tones had he not moved his hands to ward off the knee. As it was her knee made his hands go numb, yet she didn't verplaats her lips from his. "I love you." She whispered as they spleet, split apart, she ran across the straat that was now clear.
"Where is she?" Creature tried to wedge her fingers between the Smiths hand and her throat. No matter what she became Gretcia still needed air. Jamie threw Gretcia down the hall, flash-stepping so she could catch her again. Gretcia could feel unconsciousness settle on the edges of her mind, yes. Yes, her old friend would finally end her, she smiled genuinely for the first time in 80 years. That was when she was dropped to the floor. Jamie shook herself when she saw the smile. Tears sprang down like rivers from her near black eyes as Jamie hugged herself and turned away. In all the centuries she had never come so close to losing herself in the violence. "Why... stop?" Grectia whispered. Jamie stilled as she choked on her own bile. "Because in all these centuries I have never come so close to losing myself to violence." She shivered. "Never." Gretcia let her head fall to her chest. Never had she felt death so near, so close and had it taken away from her.
"She is being held at the lab from the last war. It seems that it suits their purpose." Jamie sagged. "Where? Give me the directions and I'll be there before school's out. But I want her on her way out of there, now." Gretcia coughed.
"I can't do that. I only had one phone. There isn't any way there faster other than door vehicle." Jamie turned around and took her old friend's hand and pulled her close before jumping outside of the school. Jamie felt Gretcia shaken to her core. "Ah...ah...amazing! Its..." Gretcia puked on Jamies school shoes. Gretcia watched as the bile ate through Jamies shoes tonen the changing color nail polish on the smith's toe nails. "Oh well, I really didn't like those shoes any ways. Guess I should thank you." Jamie snickered as she made another jump a little further down the road. Gretcia gave the other a sideways glance. Tears welled up from somewhere deep inside her and bubbled over down her cheeks. "Kill me! Kill ME! PLEASE KILL ME!" Jamie stopped and looked at her. "Why would I kill you? I should have just grabbed u and made u come with me, instead I left u there. I am a big part of why u became this way." Gretcia felt her hart-, hart crack. "How can I let u go to them? They won't let u go this time. This time they mean to keep you." Jamie chuckled. "If that is what God has instore for me, then that is what will be. Come tell me.... oh no. u better give me the address and then head there on your own the rest of the way." Jamie eased her down as she saw the all too red jagged hair style pop up 3 stores back as she glanced in the passing window. Gretcia put the card she had with the labs address in the smith's pocket and cloaked herself for a few steps.
P.B. phoned Renji and Uryu asking if they had seen mom.
"She just took her advance calculous test. We've just finished our advanced foreign history test. What's happened?" Renji said. P.B. was silent and then the phone clicked off. "Damn her!" Renji swore. "This isn't your business. Its Hoards." Uryu informed him. Renji frowned and narrowed his eyes at the four eyed quincy. "What do u mean Hoard business?" Uryu straightened up and stood his ground. "Just what I said. Its none of the Societies business." Renji yanked him up close to his face, the quincy remained unshaken. "How do I get in?" Uryu snorted and pushed up his glasses. "You don't. Not without her say. Now take your hands off me." Renji tightened his hold. Then noticed the pendent hanging off of Uryu's neck. It was the same as his burn of whatever u could call it on his forehead. As it was the damn thing moved when it felt like it. He smirked and eased up on Uryu. "That's fine. I'm already in." Uryu frowned as he straightened up his uniform. "How?" Renji had already taken off his headband. "Right here. This is all I need to get in." Uryu blinked. The pendent that he wore was imprinted on Renji's forehead. Right in the middle of it and it moved. He met its eyes and felt the recognition of the family mark to the pendent. "My Knight of Archers." He heard a deep ancient voice say with respect and pride.
"But that means you're not only a smith. Renji you're of her blood. I mean, your actually real family." Renji furrowed his brow and rubbed the imprint. Family? He'd been an orphan for as long as he could remember, the only family he'd ever had were those he and Rukia had buried years before entering the Reaper Academy. Now Uryu was telling him that Jamie was meer than just the last pure-blooded smith but that he was one of her family. That he had family, blood relations, that he wasn't alone. He had a heritage he could look to. He narrowed his eyes and sneered at Uryu.
"Where is she?" Uryu blinked. "Ask the imprint. If I'm right he should be able to tell you." Renji frowned. How did one ask an imprint? A voice deep and booming chuckled inside his head. "All one needs to do is ask and I am here to aid you. God is willing if u are able. Ask." Renji pressed his lips together. "Where is she?" The deep voice was silent for a moment. "Close your eyes and touch your clan's imprint. It will get u close, but she does not wish to be found of caught. Even I cannot go against the princess. This is all I can do for you. And tell the knight he too is of her blood, but on her cousin's side." The voice started to fade. "Wait! How many are of her family?" The voice chuckled. "More than she ever expected." Then it becomes serious. "But with their powers emerging it also makes them a target for demons. One's luck only lasts so long. The houses must be alerted to protect and train. But now is not the time to talk. Now is the time to track her. Good luck young one, she is good at games." The voice chuckled and went silent. Renji had to blink before realizing it wasn't coming back. He eased his fingers to the dragon's imprint and closed his eyes. He reached out to the feeling he had suddenly about her. Family, roots, heritage. He smiled as a tear slipped down. There was a shift and then he heard, felt and smelled the outside. He opened his eyes and blinked, where was she? He narrowed his eyes and seen P.B. running in front of him. His hart-, hart pounded hard his blood ran hot he hadn't been able to stop thinking of her even in his sleep.
P.B. panicked as the tracker kept losing mom. Tears flowed as fear raced through her. It hadn't been that long since the reunion. If nothing else, Voro and his sister were still at large. She couldn't do this. P.B. saw mom and then saw her flash away. "Mom! Mom!" She was yanked back suddenly when she tried to run across a busy street. Jamie turned back, she for a moment looked irritated and annoyed. Then she smiled softly and put her hands on her hart-, hart and vanished. "Mom! Mom!" Renji turned her in his arms and kissed her. It was the best kiss but the worst time. She would have made him speak in high pitch tones had he not moved his hands to ward off the knee. As it was her knee made his hands go numb, yet she didn't verplaats her lips from his. "I love you." She whispered as they spleet, split apart, she ran across the straat that was now clear.
If some of u actually come across my stories and start to read them u will notice some do not have any real connection to the continuing story. As I have learned in the past. Pen and pencil tend to fade away on paper of anything else u write on. So I come here and write it on a screen and send it out as a pop fly into the audience instead of a home pagina run.. Don't know if I'll use them of trash them, I just want to make sure if I burn out and leave the story for awhile I have some record of it somewhere I can still read it. I have tons of paper at home pagina in 20 gallon totes at least 2 of meer and 5 years in and can no longer read due to the fading. So I hope u thoroughly enjoy my scribbles in case I end up having a bad case of multiple personalities due to the people I have living inside my poor drooling brain. Probably why I have terrible spelling and punctuation at times. At least I think I do. Never did get higher then a C average in English.