12-18-2017, 03:52 PM
It was his first day at the new apartment. Leo didn't know what time it was, but judging by the light coming from the window, it had to be near midday. While he had woke up hours earlier, not having anything to do was what kept him on his bed, still wrapped up on the cozy blankets.
The apartment didn't had anything when he rented it yesterday, but the dirtied walls told stories about people living here, who were either too poor to give them proper maintenance, or just didn't care about it. The walls had a blue-ish paint, but most of it was either cracked or not even there, showing the plaster under it, also mostly broken. The only good thing it had it's that it didn't have any humidity problems, something Leo personally checked out with his vision. The floor was in a similar state as the walls, with some mosaics loose, others changed for unmatching ones, or just weren't there at all. It was surprising how devastated the place was, giving it was only a mere room and a bathroom, with the kitchen being part of the main space. Both the bathroom and the kitchen-part were somewhat clean thought.
When Leo came to the apartment, he summoned a bed, some kitchen supplies (like dishes and cups), a toothbrush, toothpaste, and toilet paper; nothing else. Even with "all the money of the world", he, for some reasson, didn't want to spend more than for what he needed – Couldn't, actually; something kept him from summoning any other luxury. What it was, he didn't know. But he did think about getting a TV, an AC, his Double Station, all the games he played there, a computer...
He finally got out of bed once Sonic started bothering him for food. After feeding him and summoning some breakfast, he was back at doing nothing, although this time he was sitting on his bed.
Someone knocked the door. He opened it.
"S'up", said Jerry.
Leo closed the door.
"Wait wait wait!"
He opened it again.
"What do you want?", said Leo.
"Woah, you're still mad? I'm sorry for yesterday"
"I'm not mad, but it's a little too suspitious for you, of all people, to come to my house, which I didn't gave you the address to"
"Maria gave it to me"
"You didn't answer why you're here"
"Ok, I'll be direct: some of my friends want to meet you, so I came here to invite you. You should get a phone by the way"
Leo raised an eyebrow. "Why? Do they want free money too?"
"No. They want to meet the guy who helped me"
Leo stood there, thinking. Should he do what Jerry says? For all he knew about the guy, he was a problematic kid who couldn't take responsability for his own mistakes, even when those affect other people. Or at least that's what Leo got from the interactions he presenciated yesterday; he didn't follow the verbal fight between the siblings to the end, but Maria had way more examples of him messing up than the other way around. Or maybe she had a better memory; Leo couldn't know. He didn't want to judge them after meeting them only once thought, but seeing Jerry shove off the whole mess while Maria did everything she could to fix it did say something about them.
And now Jerry was on his door to invite him to meet his friends. Mmhh...
"… So? What do you say?", Jerry interrumpted.
"I'm not sure"
"We won't ask anything from you, and you can leave whenever you want"
"When and where we'll meet?"
"At the park three blocks away from my house, friday night"
Who plans a meeting like this during the night? "Ok, I'll go"
"… What, really?"
"Yes. I don't have anything better to do anyways. And what's the worst that can happen, at night, in the middle of nowhere, with people I know nothing about?"
"Ok, cool. See you then"
"Bye..."
Jerry was already gone.
This guy...
Friday, 10:07 PM, it's when Leo arrived at the park a few blocks from the sibling's house. He found what he presumed were Jerry's friends at the side of the only working lamp post, sitting in the ruins of what were once concrete benchs, under a tree. The rest of the park was devoid of anyone else, and so were the surrounding streets.
"Oh, he's here. The prime", said Jerry.
"Hi", said Leo.
The tallest of the group, a mixed race guy, presumably in his 20's, wearing a black leather jacket, and the only human of the group, was the one to stand up to shake Leo's hand. "Good to see you. I'm Claren"
"Leonardo here"
Claren turned to face the others; none of them had said anything. "What are you waiting for?"
"I'm Silas", said a blue-skinned teenager, dressed in clothes more than one size too big. Leo couldn't see his face, as Silas was resting it on one of the concrete blocks, looking at the tree above.
"Kevin", said the younger of the group – presumably 13 or so years old. He had green skin, long antennae squashed under a red baseball hat, and whiskers.
Claren sat down on one of the blocks, and signaled Leo to do the same. He chose one near Jerry.
"So...", Jerry said.
None of them said anything else.
Leo broke the short, awkard silence. "Why am I here, again?"
"You're a prime, right?", Claren answered.
"Yes"
"What can you do?"
"Why do you want to know that?"
Claren looked at Jerry. "You didn't tell him anything, did you?"
"I told him to come. And he did. So? You were the one who wanted him here; not me", said Jerry.
Leo frowned. "What are you guys planning to do with me?"
"A raid". Claren lighted a cigarette.
"Ah?!"
"Jerry's idea"
Leo looked at Jerry, who was now facing away from him.
Silas laughted, still with his head resting on the concrete block. "Seriously man? You invited him here without telling him anything?"
"You shut up!" yelled Jerry.
He knew that Jerry was planing something! "And how are you going to do the raid?"
"That'll depend on what you can do", answered Claren.
"Assume I won't do anything. What's the plan?"
They were all staring at Jerry – save for Silas of course.
"I'll go and pay Grook the money–", Jerry explained. "–and you guys ambush him. That's it"
"That's not a raid!", said Kevin.
"That doesn't matter! The plan doesn't change"
"But it's not the same..."
"I said... !"
"..."
They proceeded to fight over etymology and the difference between "ambush" and "raid".
So, they wanted to use Leo's "prime superpowers" (as Maria called them) to fight with the arms dealer. That's not for what they're for! Leo wouldn't participate in such a petty fight. At least, not on Jerry's side.
"Claren... was your name, right?", said Leo, facing Claren. "You wanted to see my powers, no?"
Claren took a deep breath with his cigarette, and smirked.
Leo opened his eyes, and targetted Claren. Without any kind of overclocking or hallucinations, he let him see the world as Leo does.
With a choke, Claren's cigarette fell from his mouth. He grabbed his head and bit his teeth, but after a few seconds, his body relaxed. He now was looking at everything with a big grin.
"Dude, I don't care what Jerry says, and I don't know what you're doing, but this is awesome"
Leo closed his eyes, and with that, the effect disapeared. He looked at the others: Jerry and Kevin were staring at him, while Silas, now sitting straight, was looking at Claren.
"What did he did?!" said Silas.
"I don't know, but it was awesome"
"You didn't tell me you could do... whatever you did to Claren!", Jerry yelled.
"I don't have to tell you anything if I don't want to"
"I still want to know what he did!", Silas looked at Leo "Whad did you do?"
"I can see... stuff: through walls, illusions, that sort of thing. I can also mess up with what others see"
"Dude, can you, like, see into the fourth dimension or something? It was really weird" Claren was lighting a new cigarette.
"No; that's how things look like when you can see through them"
"Can I see it too?" asked Kevin.
"No. And I believe it's getting late, so I'll be leaving", said Leo.
"Wait!". Jerry sat up. "Will you help with the raid?"
"Ambush", said Kevin.
Before Jerry exploded at Kevin, Leo sat up and started to walk to his apartment. "No; don't count on me. But good luck with the 'ambush'"
"… !"
Leo left.
The apartment didn't had anything when he rented it yesterday, but the dirtied walls told stories about people living here, who were either too poor to give them proper maintenance, or just didn't care about it. The walls had a blue-ish paint, but most of it was either cracked or not even there, showing the plaster under it, also mostly broken. The only good thing it had it's that it didn't have any humidity problems, something Leo personally checked out with his vision. The floor was in a similar state as the walls, with some mosaics loose, others changed for unmatching ones, or just weren't there at all. It was surprising how devastated the place was, giving it was only a mere room and a bathroom, with the kitchen being part of the main space. Both the bathroom and the kitchen-part were somewhat clean thought.
When Leo came to the apartment, he summoned a bed, some kitchen supplies (like dishes and cups), a toothbrush, toothpaste, and toilet paper; nothing else. Even with "all the money of the world", he, for some reasson, didn't want to spend more than for what he needed – Couldn't, actually; something kept him from summoning any other luxury. What it was, he didn't know. But he did think about getting a TV, an AC, his Double Station, all the games he played there, a computer...
He finally got out of bed once Sonic started bothering him for food. After feeding him and summoning some breakfast, he was back at doing nothing, although this time he was sitting on his bed.
Someone knocked the door. He opened it.
"S'up", said Jerry.
Leo closed the door.
"Wait wait wait!"
He opened it again.
"What do you want?", said Leo.
"Woah, you're still mad? I'm sorry for yesterday"
"I'm not mad, but it's a little too suspitious for you, of all people, to come to my house, which I didn't gave you the address to"
"Maria gave it to me"
"You didn't answer why you're here"
"Ok, I'll be direct: some of my friends want to meet you, so I came here to invite you. You should get a phone by the way"
Leo raised an eyebrow. "Why? Do they want free money too?"
"No. They want to meet the guy who helped me"
Leo stood there, thinking. Should he do what Jerry says? For all he knew about the guy, he was a problematic kid who couldn't take responsability for his own mistakes, even when those affect other people. Or at least that's what Leo got from the interactions he presenciated yesterday; he didn't follow the verbal fight between the siblings to the end, but Maria had way more examples of him messing up than the other way around. Or maybe she had a better memory; Leo couldn't know. He didn't want to judge them after meeting them only once thought, but seeing Jerry shove off the whole mess while Maria did everything she could to fix it did say something about them.
And now Jerry was on his door to invite him to meet his friends. Mmhh...
"… So? What do you say?", Jerry interrumpted.
"I'm not sure"
"We won't ask anything from you, and you can leave whenever you want"
"When and where we'll meet?"
"At the park three blocks away from my house, friday night"
Who plans a meeting like this during the night? "Ok, I'll go"
"… What, really?"
"Yes. I don't have anything better to do anyways. And what's the worst that can happen, at night, in the middle of nowhere, with people I know nothing about?"
"Ok, cool. See you then"
"Bye..."
Jerry was already gone.
This guy...
Friday, 10:07 PM, it's when Leo arrived at the park a few blocks from the sibling's house. He found what he presumed were Jerry's friends at the side of the only working lamp post, sitting in the ruins of what were once concrete benchs, under a tree. The rest of the park was devoid of anyone else, and so were the surrounding streets.
"Oh, he's here. The prime", said Jerry.
"Hi", said Leo.
The tallest of the group, a mixed race guy, presumably in his 20's, wearing a black leather jacket, and the only human of the group, was the one to stand up to shake Leo's hand. "Good to see you. I'm Claren"
"Leonardo here"
Claren turned to face the others; none of them had said anything. "What are you waiting for?"
"I'm Silas", said a blue-skinned teenager, dressed in clothes more than one size too big. Leo couldn't see his face, as Silas was resting it on one of the concrete blocks, looking at the tree above.
"Kevin", said the younger of the group – presumably 13 or so years old. He had green skin, long antennae squashed under a red baseball hat, and whiskers.
Claren sat down on one of the blocks, and signaled Leo to do the same. He chose one near Jerry.
"So...", Jerry said.
None of them said anything else.
Leo broke the short, awkard silence. "Why am I here, again?"
"You're a prime, right?", Claren answered.
"Yes"
"What can you do?"
"Why do you want to know that?"
Claren looked at Jerry. "You didn't tell him anything, did you?"
"I told him to come. And he did. So? You were the one who wanted him here; not me", said Jerry.
Leo frowned. "What are you guys planning to do with me?"
"A raid". Claren lighted a cigarette.
"Ah?!"
"Jerry's idea"
Leo looked at Jerry, who was now facing away from him.
Silas laughted, still with his head resting on the concrete block. "Seriously man? You invited him here without telling him anything?"
"You shut up!" yelled Jerry.
He knew that Jerry was planing something! "And how are you going to do the raid?"
"That'll depend on what you can do", answered Claren.
"Assume I won't do anything. What's the plan?"
They were all staring at Jerry – save for Silas of course.
"I'll go and pay Grook the money–", Jerry explained. "–and you guys ambush him. That's it"
"That's not a raid!", said Kevin.
"That doesn't matter! The plan doesn't change"
"But it's not the same..."
"I said... !"
"..."
They proceeded to fight over etymology and the difference between "ambush" and "raid".
So, they wanted to use Leo's "prime superpowers" (as Maria called them) to fight with the arms dealer. That's not for what they're for! Leo wouldn't participate in such a petty fight. At least, not on Jerry's side.
"Claren... was your name, right?", said Leo, facing Claren. "You wanted to see my powers, no?"
Claren took a deep breath with his cigarette, and smirked.
Leo opened his eyes, and targetted Claren. Without any kind of overclocking or hallucinations, he let him see the world as Leo does.
With a choke, Claren's cigarette fell from his mouth. He grabbed his head and bit his teeth, but after a few seconds, his body relaxed. He now was looking at everything with a big grin.
"Dude, I don't care what Jerry says, and I don't know what you're doing, but this is awesome"
Leo closed his eyes, and with that, the effect disapeared. He looked at the others: Jerry and Kevin were staring at him, while Silas, now sitting straight, was looking at Claren.
"What did he did?!" said Silas.
"I don't know, but it was awesome"
"You didn't tell me you could do... whatever you did to Claren!", Jerry yelled.
"I don't have to tell you anything if I don't want to"
"I still want to know what he did!", Silas looked at Leo "Whad did you do?"
"I can see... stuff: through walls, illusions, that sort of thing. I can also mess up with what others see"
"Dude, can you, like, see into the fourth dimension or something? It was really weird" Claren was lighting a new cigarette.
"No; that's how things look like when you can see through them"
"Can I see it too?" asked Kevin.
"No. And I believe it's getting late, so I'll be leaving", said Leo.
"Wait!". Jerry sat up. "Will you help with the raid?"
"Ambush", said Kevin.
Before Jerry exploded at Kevin, Leo sat up and started to walk to his apartment. "No; don't count on me. But good luck with the 'ambush'"
"… !"
Leo left.