Earth

Evangeline Bradshaw

Attire

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Deep Slumber

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Eve walked around a bit, she wasn't sure what exactly she was looking for. She had on her attire of black pants, and a white tank-top. She had everything else that she needed to have and she was lurking in the dark shadows. She could hear sounds and her head whipped around looking for it. Her squad members were gone and she was alone in the shadows. She was a little confused as to what was happening. She struggled to see anything and she continued walking in the shadows, this was her job and she had to do it well. She wanted to find these bastards now more than ever, they caused her family to break apart, how could she let them get away with it?

Sighing she silently crept forward, thinking and using the skills she had learned in school. She was busy trying to keep calm and not letting her anger levels rise, she also was trying to contain her fear as best as she could. Exhaling once more she kept on walking and she could hear her steps echo, it was almost if time had frozen itself. Only person moving was her, everything was too still and too quiet, and she knew something was up. She quickened her pace a bit more until she came to a sudden halt. There was a man standing in front of her, it was her father. "Daddy?" She called out confused and she stared at him and he wouldn't speak. "Speak to me!" She shouted at him. Why was he out? She was confused and wanted to know what was going on. Instead he just came closer to her.

As he took a step forward, she took one back and she stared at him, keeping her wits about her. "What are you doing here?" She asked and she was waiting for him to respond but nothing would come out of his mouth. Her father soon opened his mouth and shrieking came out and dark shadows came flying out and began to chase her. She knew she couldn't just fight them right there and then so she ran and sprinted down the cobble stone and gripped her weapon and she took a sharp turn. She could feel her heart pounding as she continued to run, this was just a normal dream and it was real, but then why did it feel so real? Caught up in her thoughts she tripped and collided with the ground.

Her heard was pounding more than it had been before and she struggled to get up right away but she got up and just as she was about to sprint again it was to late, and they had grasped her ankle and she began to thrash around trying to get the demon to let go, she heard the beast screech a bit and soon she had began to start screaming herself as she had been dragged off.

In a new light she was strapped down and all her weapons were stripped of her. She saw a guy in a suit and she struggled against her bonds. "Let me out!" She snapped at the thing but she could only hear snickering and that's when the torturing began to happen again. She's had this dream before, and it happens the same way every time, it made her fear more dark and more real each time. She couldn't stop the tears that had been streaming down her face.

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Morning Rises

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Startled Evangeline woke and sat up quickly right away. She had tears streaming down her face and sweat on her forehead and she was breathing heavily. She hated her nightmares but she couldn't stop them when they happened. She took a shaky breath in. This was why she couldn't have a roommate. She would wake them up all the time without meaning to. Sitting there for awhile to collect her thoughts she calmed down a bit and then she began to pull her covers back and swung her legs out of bed.

Her feet hit the floor and she grabbed a pair of of jeans, as much as she hated them sometimes they would be fine when she didn't have to do any training right away. Instead she had promised to help with the orientation and so she picked out a plain white t-shirt and a blue hoodie. She grabbed her clothes she was going to wear and she headed to the bathroom. She turned on the water for the shower and she waited for the water to get warm. Soon she let the water surround her as she ran her hands through her hair to get it wet so she could shampoo it. Showers were where she could think and just let everything go. She had to put on her brave face again. She had to push all fears out and all emotions out, save for the good ones.

She got out of the shower and she grabbed the towel and she began to dry herself off and then wrapped her hair up in the towel and she walked back to her room with her clothes. She put on her bra and her underwear and then quickly pulled on her jeans and her shirt. After that she went over and she began to blow dry her hair until it was nice and dry and better to put up in a pony tail. Eve grabbed her hoodie and she she slipped it on as well as her socks and shoes and then she went out the door.

Evie went down to breakfast and she sat there with her waffles and apple juice. She wasn't too hungry and she was already running a tad bit late but the first bus wouldn't be here for a little while longer so she calmed down and she just decided to relax and keep things calm. She was really hoping in helping with orientation today she wouldn't have to see Drew. He was the last person she wanted to see.

Rose grabbed her bags, throwing a huge duffle bag over her shoulders and grabbing quite a large luggage that not only had another bag hanging off of it but was just barley holding a some laptop case filled with comic books and a couple games that she tucked in just in case they didn't have the video games that she wanted to play. The only thing she was extremely worried about was that they wouldn't have any video game systems and bringing the games would be a big waste. Not only that but there was a possibly that Rose would go into video game withdrawal or something like that. Walking with a comic book in hand was a terrible idea when it came to this clumsy girl especially when she was reading and walking at the same time. Rose grumbled hearing a girl tell her to put it away because she was going to hurt herself or was going to accidentally run into someone. The girl reading the comic waited, reading the page that she was on before stopping, marking her spot, and finally closing the book. Throwing a glance in the same girl's direction and narrowing her eyes ever so slightly. No one should ever get in between her and her comics but that girl didn't know that so after a minute she looked away and started walking again until someone greeted her and gave her the run through. The girl went through the orientation and then practically just disappeared as she hurried away with a: "You can look around now, the building is that way and don't worry there are signs to lead you around. If you need help find people who have gone to this school before to help you!"

After the lecture/orientation she left she lecture hall, walking right into where she was supposed to go. Glancing down at a sheet of paper resting on her comic that was in her hand she took a good look at it then decided just to go to her dorm. Was letting things just settle down a little a good idea? She didn't know nor did she care right now. She was going to finish her comic then go look for any kind of game system so that she could play Halo or something. Rose went straight to her room, bumping into a couple walls, tripping over her luggage every now and then but soon enough she made it to her dorm. Once there she went in to the dorm, leaving the door wide open as she set everything up. Posters of super hero's splayed above her bed, super hero bed set and everything was like a superhero thing. She left her clothes alone and sat on her bed, reading the same comic book that she had been reading when she entered this school. Right now she could care less that she hadn't finished unpacking or that she had left the door wide open. It didn't matter because well she was reading her comics and that was the only thing important at the moment.

Drew gave a half wave and smile as Ari mentioned helping out with first year orientation and said goodbye. He watched her leave his eyes on her retreating form. Drew just knew Quinn was probably grinning idiotically at him or watching Ari leave himself, so his eyes dropped to his breakfast where he continued to eat using his food as an excuse not to acknowledge what he knew both of them were thinking. Quinn elbowing him in the ribs interrupted his staring contest with his breakfast and Drew looked at Quinn expectantly his eyebrows raised, ”Yes?”

"Man oh man…she seems nice. But she's poking at the ~danger zone~," Quinn sang the last bit. Drew rolled his eyes, but a smile and small laugh peaked out from an otherwise seemingly annoyed expression. He was used to Quinn’s quirky expressions. Drew was pretty sure every girl he ever talked to had somehow been in the “danger zone” according to Quinn.

”Naw,” Drew said while watching Quinn poke at his plate, ”It’s the beginning of the year. I’m keeping options open.” Unbidden a pair of green-blue eyes flashed in his mind’s eye. Blinking rapidly, Drew rid himself of the unwanted image only to realize he was staring at a plate empty of bacon.

Drew stuck out his lower lip at Quinn childishly as Quinn chewed what was the last of Drew’s bacon and continued, "I'll probably see her later. I'm volunteering to help out the First Years too."

“Why? You need extra credit?” Drew laughed before stealing a cherry tomato off of Quinn’s plate and popping it in his mouth. Helping clueless first years get their keys and find their rooms sounded like a drag. First year orientation was always crowded and chaotic. He remembered one of his friends from soccer club had lost his voice from trying to yell directions over the noise; he hadn’t been able to properly talk for a week. Okay…so maybe that was an exaggeration, but helping with orientation was the last thing Drew would ever want to do. Unless, of course, there was something in it for him.

“Maybe you should stick with Ari. Keep her safe from the danger zone.” Drew joked. “You never know, maybe she actually adores your salad eating ways.” Drew continued once again poking fun at his mate’s choice in breakfast, which was about the only thing Drew could make fun of. Drew really couldn’t mock Quinn for anything real. Quinn was an upstanding guy. He’d always listen to whoever was talking to him even if they were talking about something boring like taxes, and he’d always help someone who asked for help. It was funny how Drew and him were so opposite in that respect, yet somehow became friends. Drew sometimes wondered why Quinn didn’t have more luck in the lady department since he was such a nice guy. He was sure he could definitely land some if he tried, but Drew never really pressed the issue. Drew didn’t want to push buttons. Plus, more for him, right?

Rose read as Batman stood on a building watching the bank from a distance as the joker and a few other men stood inside the bank, robbing it. It was then that she flipped to the next page of the comic, looking over the amazing art work and details of each character in each small box. It was also then that she heard a knock at the door. Her eyes stayed on the two pages that she was looking at, only raising to the edge of the page. "Come in," She said, cutting him off from telling her that he thought she may have dropped something. She read the next page and this was the page that batman swung into action to catch the fiend of course with many issues along with it. He had to sneak in, only to be caught like always. She good guy always got caught or at least most of the time. She noticed that after at least the fifth comic that she read that involved almost any superhero. Yes she heard him say that he thought she may have dropped something but when she was into a comic she was into it and could care less about anything else. Flicking the corner of the comic she finally marked her spot, closing the comic and setting it on a night table next to her. Sitting up she noticed what was in his hand finally, her laptop case with all of her comics and video games in it.

Not only had she noticed what he was holding but she also noticed that well he was a guy. Not that a guy was a surprise to her just that well she partly had expected like the principle or what ever you called him here at this prep school was at her door. Clearing her throat she looked around, carefully pushing by him to look around outside to make sure none of her video games or comics fell out. That was the last she needed was to lose a video game or a comic. She was sure no girl wanted a video game or a comic so when she saw nothing out there she took several steps back until she was standing at least 5 feet in front of him. "I-I-um I- I'm..." She choked on her words, adjusting her batman shirt that clearly showed off her guardian marking. "T-t-thanks." She muttered then slowly reached out and carefully took the bag from him. She swallowed hard and glanced around a little awkwardly.

Holding the bag with both hands she glanced down at the bag. "S-sorry I'm acting weird. Gosh... You p-probably think I'm weird. A girl who plays video games and r-r-reads comics. M-m-my name is Rose by the w-way." She said softly and did her best to not look at him but only a few times to make sure he was still standing there. Oh gosh she was being so weird maybe even a bit awkward at the moment. Why couldn't she be like other girls who were gifted with talking to guys, who got more or new friends at the snap of their fingers, and who weren't afraid to get out there and get to know people. All she did and still does is sit around playing video games and reading comics other than the few rare times that she actually plays a sport. Her hands gripped the bag tighter before shifting from foot to foot. "Do you like comics?" She asked, raising her eyes to his level. Stupid question Rose, you can think of better questions. She thought to herself while awaiting his response. The sound of the girls from her Junior year rang in her ears. "You'll never be good enough Strawberry. You never get your nose out of those books. They are stupid." Those words may forever be stuck in her head. Comics weren't books, they were an escape from they world, and comedy when you needed it. Moving a single hand she ran it through her hair, hoping that he wouldn't treat her like many other's have. The last thing she needed was someone to call her a geek or a weirdo on her first day here.