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 Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 9:35 am
"He's only 15 now, though." Rage pointed out, having read the entry, and scanned the floor for any similar pages. "An' I'm gonna be 18 in a couple'a months-- here's another." Rage spotted another page, about two feet to his right. Shaking off the guilty feeling that he was reading Jean's private writings, he started to read the words written in dark blue ink.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 7:30 pm
Jean Konkesai, August 9, 2006
today is the first day of normal school. I had really looked forward for that day for a long time. i lived with shawn, he was an orphan who ran away from an orphanage once it closed down. and found an old tree house nest to a river in the Southside forest. We were both very exited when we herd that the school accepted us, we doubted our plan would work but it did. Oh i had high hopes on that first day of normal school and everything went perfect. The lunch wad great, the teachers were nice, and i even made two more friends; Dawn and Vincent. Everything was going fine until August 30th, three weeks into school, Shawn was being bullied after school. 4 kids were beating him up behind the school right next to the forest path that leads to our little home. As a friend i had to help, bullies wont listen to reason and started to mess with me as well. It was like a dream when i started to fight, i saw that my foe was being hit before i even touched him. The Other three bullies fled and when i looked at shawn, his face was so filled with fear and fear struck me as well when i saw the lifeless body on the ground. My forehead was bleeding slightly...
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 7:58 pm
(a letter was stapled to the back of the page)
Dear Shawn:
I hope you dont hate me for doing this but i was only trying to help you, i didnt mean to kill that jerk. I know seeing me like that was scary and i almost didnt seem human, and i know you wouldnt wanta be living with a murderer so im gona save the trouble of saying goodbye to me and leave you this letter.
goodbye forever,
jean
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 11:26 pm
"...this is not good." Rage said. "Jean's powers were awakened prematurely, and the result is worse than Igma's arm."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 11:29 pm
"So what do you suggest we do about it? We have no ideas as to where they've taken Jean-- whoever they are." Ndale pointed out, shrugging. "We can't do anything until we find out where Jean is. I suggest we keep looking for clues."
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 4:38 am
jean konkesai, may 1 2007
im lost, i dont know where im going. im starting to regret leaving that island was a bad idea. i could of stayed with the researcher and fuzzy but no! I could of jsut talked it out but i wonldnt! i could have just waited a little longer but i didnt! I had to tell shawn about the island but i didnt want to and now the feeling of regret is comming over me. I just want to go back to Maharlika ... but i cant. Its getting dark and my flash light is running low on battery. i have to find a tree soon, i dont want to sleep on the ground and experience what creatures that lurk at night for the ones in the day were scary enough. its starting to rain... Worse birth day ever.
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 8:08 am
"His birthday's May the first, then..." Rage murmured, more to himself than to Ndale.
So Jean left the island... but why? Rage asked, not expecting any answer since the words weren't spoken aloud. Maybe it's somewhere here...
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 4:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 1:35 pm
Rage saw a page slowly blowing away; he quickly grabbed it before it could escape his reach, then started to read all three aloud.
"Jean Konkesai, November 20th 2000.
All I remember is getting off the cruiser that dropped me off at an island. Huge armored animals escorted me to the end of the beach where I was taken by these people with guns. From there they lead me to an old shack that, at the time I thought was pretty cool, was an elevator that went about half a mile under the island. From here on I was blind folded and shoved into a small room with eight other people. One by one they were taken and finally I was. I woke up on the beach sitting right next to a researcher who then became my guardian. 'Welcome to the safest place on earth,' was the first thing he said."
Rage knew that Ndale would try to pass comment on the fact that his voice had dropped the carefree accent and tone, but he cut the dark-haired teen off before he could open his mouth.
"Jean Konkesai, November 12th 2000.
I heard my caretaker shouting on the phone in the next room, I ran up stairs to escape his words of profanity and the sound of his disgusted voice. I didnt know why he was so angry, before mom died and my father vanished - to me like he never existed - my caretaker was the one who took care of me in the hundred islands where I was born. I hoped that it wasn't me he was so angry about. Once he was done talking on the phone there was a loud bang on the door and people with guns dressed as if they just came from outer space came in; they arrested him and took me. One of them dressed in a suit said to me carefully, 'You are special and we can help you.' Honestly I did not know what they were talking about but I went with them constantly looking back to see if my caretaker was coming too."
Taking Ndale's silence as an invitation to carry on, he continued.
"Jean Konkesai, July 8th 2003.
The chemical that turned everyone into zombies had finally cleared and everything was slowly but surely becoming back to normal. The researcher is dead and I dont think think anyone knows I'm alive but the three who helped me stayed alive; I cant even believe it but they were not even human. They told -- well, not told, but gestured to me that I should go and leave the island before anyone finds out I'm alive. And I escaped on an emergency speed boat. Fuzzy, being one of the three who helped me escaped, set coordinates for the nearest land mass. Right now I'm on my way to the shores of Southside. I can barely see the island now... I should arrive in about 2 hours... and that's all there is."
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 2:20 pm
The three beast run swiftly through the forest. About a few miles from the school the second beast with the long tongue looks at fuzzy and says " i canot hold him much longer hes struggling to much" all three stops and the beast holding jean spits him to the groundand and unwraps it's tongue from jeans body. jean kicks the tonge from his body and jumps to his feet. "What in the ******! what is all this? what is going on!?" jean wipes the saliva from his face and starts to rant. the three beasts stand there and whisper to themselves as jean rants. "he was much louder than i remembered" says one " yes and he might attract more attention than we need" fuzzy looks back at jean who just slipped from the saliva. " Kuya, Licky he just got taken without being reson with of course he will be loud." Kuya gave a small sigh and looked back at jean who was not there anymore " well just have to speek with him... if we can find him." the three gaint Dogs paniced as they scanned the area. Fuzzy spoted jean running back through the forest but then was tackled by Kuya before reaching too far "Calm down were just trying to help you" but before Kuya was able to do anything els the jean figure was actualy the soul Micheal "sorry you got the wrong one" and the soul disapeared. " Curese!"
keep a look out he couldnot have gone far!" shouted Kuya. they continued the search.
jean jumps out from under a bush as the three giant K9s left the scene. " what is up with those three?..." but before jean could do anything els a weight started to grow on Jean's back and it grew heavier and bigger and then jean collapse as the weight stopped growing, fuzzy turned out to be that weight . " You are coming with us wether you like it or not!" fuzz nipped Jean's arm and the toxin in Fuzzy's spit made jean fall into a deep sleep. Licky picked him back up with it's tongue and straps jean to his back. " lets go the ocean is not too far from here."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 8:47 am
"Hang on a second, pass that?" Ndale asked Rage, holding his hand out for the pieces of paper. Taking all of the ones they had found from the older teenager, he quickly scanned them, ignoring Rage's questions.
"Maharlika... Southside... but if he's not in danger... if he... if he left of his own accord...?" Ndale muttered to himself, as if speaking his thoughts aloud would help him come to a quicker conclusion.
And then it clicked.
"Rage."
"Huh?"
"We're going to Maharlika."
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 2:56 pm
Their leave was as sudden and abrupt as Jean's disappearance, albeit a lot cleaner.
"Flash-step?" Rage asked shortly as they were running to the edge of the school grounds.
"Flash-step." Ndale confirmed.
They left it at that for the rest of the journey, pausing only to regain their breath.
Flash-step (called Sonido by some, Shunpou by others and Hirenkyaku by a small minority) was a technique that allowed the user to speed up specific parts of their body, most commonly used for the legs, earning the name 'flash-step' from the sight of someone using it. It was the most popular use of transport, given how little life-force was needed to power it, and what with the environment collapsing.
The most skilled users could get up to speeds of 300mph, although that, of course, used a lot more life-force and was only used in emergencies.
"Ndale-chan!" Rage called over the wind. "How much farther?"
"Not long. A few more minutes."
Rage didn't reply.
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