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 Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:51 pm
Fortunately, that was all Old Maasi needed. The sight of the guns and the loud noise upstairs was more than enough to spark her old war senses. Throwing herself to the ground, Old Maasi threw her arms over her head and yelled, "God damn! That was a screeching birdie at the two o'clock charge! Don your armor, soldiers, get ready to go over the top! Over the top! Go! Go!"
Then she jumped up from the ground, and right before the other four men, did she rip of her old lady clothes. Fortunately again, she was already wearing an old army suit underneath. Unfortunately, she had a club tied to her belt.
Exploding into battle cries and grasping her baton tightly into her old hand, Old Maasi spun about in her thick leather army boots and charged at Isi and Aphi. "GET OUT OF THE WAY, SCUMBAG!" she screeched at the older man. She rammed into him with her shoulder, effectively tearing him away from the crippled boy.
Isi, terrified and thankful at the same time, grew angry when he saw what Old Maasi had done to his new friend, "OLD MAASI YOU OLD HAG, STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" he commanded with a stern cry.
Everything was happening so quick. After shoving Aphismet off his feet and away from her adopted grandson, Old Maasi spun around with a feverish fury in her eyes and she charged again at Isi, completely ignoring the cries of the officers. Unfortunately, Isi had no time to move in his crippled state, so he tried to back away from her and leap to the side. Ducking low, Old Maasi rammed into the boy's stomach, before he could really move, with her shoulder and lifted him up off the ground. Isi's crutches fell to the ground with a noisy clatter and the boy began to scream as Old Maasi bolted out of the room and up the stairs.
"WE HAVE TO GET THIS ONE TO THE INFIRMARY! THOSE BLOODY COPS WILL NEVER GET MY SON! AHAHA! SHELLS TO THE RIGHT!" Old Maasi's retreating voice hollared above the boy's cries.
Beauregard, startled by the noise and the injury just inflicted to his friend, floated down beside his friend and licked one of the cuts on the frei's cheek. Then came the commotion from down stairs and he could hear the heavy booted footsteps ascend the stairs. Beau knew it to be Old Maasi, so began to make loud, but obviously faked, machine gun rattles. For a moment he stopped, so he could clamp his mouth onto the frei's collar and carefully pull him inside the home.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:18 pm
Aphismet had been knocked aside and hit his head on the side of a coffee table as he'd tumbled to the ground. As he groggily managed to get back up, he was already too late, only being able to hear the old woman's defiant cry as she dashed up the stairs with Isi over her shoulder.
Aph, though stunned, shot the two dumbfounded officers an angry glare. "Do you believe us now?!" he spat in uncustomary fashion. "Don't just stand there staring at the old bat, GO AFTER HER!" Aph himself took a few faltering steps forward, waving with his arm at the stairs.
The officers finally sprang into action, dashing up the stairs after Maasi and Isi. The old woman was obviously dangerous, and there was also the matter of that crash from earlier, and now, they could even make out machine gun sounds!... Although, it sounded like someone was only going rat-tat-tat-tat-tat vocally, but the two cops decided not to assume things anymore tonight.
"Now m'am, be reasonable! We only want to keep you and the child safe! How about you come with us peacefully, hmm?" The first officer pleaded as both he and his colleague hugged the wall along the stairs, guns at the ready...
Rivener had never been cut before. A few accidental scratches, yes, but not this. Deep gashes in his hands. Blood trailing thinly down his cheek. He couldn't stop staring at his hands, covered in red. He was getting angry. He was hurt, and for what? To save Aphismet's new family?! How the hell was that supposed to be considered fair?!
Riv hardly noticed Beauregard imitating gunfire. He also hardly noticed Beauregard tugging him into the house.
But he DID notice when an old woman wearing army clothes burst into the room, carrying Isi on her shoulder. Good thing Riv was red and black in color; he melded with the night and the blood-stained window shards uncannily. He frowned darkly at the old woman and her cargo; they would PAY.
Shrugging off the flying whale, Rivener dashed forward like a red-streaked piece of the night sky, a small bead of silvery liquid shining on his wing-stinger. With a snarl that bared his teeth, eyes wide with unrestrained rage, the Frei struck Old Maasi on the head with the needle. It was as deadly a poison as Rivener could manage, but he wasn't sure how potent he could actually make such things yet... Perhaps the victim would live.
No time to stick around and find out! The old woman wasn't down yet, and there were steps hurrying up the stairs now... His snarling howl must have sent a wave of panic through the policemen.
"s**t," Rivener frowned darkly and flew out the window as fast as he could make himself go, angling upwards to hide on the roof, where they wouldn't see him. He tried to snag the whale as he went past, not wanting to leave it here to face the officers, and Old Maasi if his poison didn't work.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:38 pm
Beauregard, frightened for his friend followed after and made sure that he was safe and secure on the roof. He pushed himself into Riv's face and gazed at him with wide blue-eyed worry.
"YOU OLD HELL HOUND PUT ME-"
"NEVER! SHUT UP, YOUNGIN', OR YOU'LL GET WHATS CO-"
Old Maasi had turned around and her old heart nearly spasmed when she saw the floating head and shoulders come charging at her. Then she felt a sudden pain in her temple. Before she could grasp at the mysterious being, it had flown out of the window and her sight began to twist and warp. Old Maasi was persistant though. She stumbled quickly to the window as her eyes began to cloud over and blacken, still carrying her writhering package over her shoulder. She couldn't hear Isi's screams or feel him beating on her back. All sounds were slowly echoing away into a frightening silence. Old Maasi didn't notice that she had made it all the way to the window. Old Maasi didn't notice that she was leaning out of it, trying with a subconscious effort to chase the thing that had harmed her. Old Maasi didn't notice that her body wasn't responding and that she had leaned halfway through the window and her grip was loosening on the boy she carried.
Old Maasi watched with the last of her blackening sight as Isi slipped helplessly from her shoulder and fell from the window.
Then everything went black and murmurs faded away into silence.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:57 pm
Aphismet was only halfway up the stairs when Isi and Old Maasi's screams at each other suddenly cut short. The Officers rushed up the rest of the steps and into the room, while Aph struggled with a few more of the stairs. "Oh god, Isi!" He must be suffering from a light concussion, his motor skills were still not completely recovered...
The Officers could only watch helplessly as they burst into the room. Old Maasi was already out the window, Isi slipping from her grip... Both men dove forward to try and reach the boy in time, perhaps grab his hand...
Both men closed their fists on thin air, just a few short inches away from Isi. They sprung immediately into action, however, not waiting for any sound to alert them of what they knew would be coming. "Officer Toms, you assist the old woman, and make sure the room is secure of whatever might have broken the window! I'll go outside and call dispatch from the car, and I'll go look after the boy." Both men nodded, and lept into their tasks.
Rivener, on the roof, had been peeking around the rim to see if anything dangerous were to come out after him. He was still overactive from the adrenaline, and the residue of the poison he'd produced was coursing through him like a heady drug. His breath was fast and shallow, and his vision seemed sharper, his movements faster... Was he imagining all this?
He petted Beauregard on the flank and gave him a strange lopsided smile. "I'm fine, I'm fi- Oh!"
The Frei saw Maasi leaning out the window. She was trying to come after him? A moment after, her grip on Isi had loosened, and the boy was hurdling to the ground... Two pairs of arms, clothed in police uniform colors, had darted out to try and grab Isi, but had failed.
Rivener tilted his head. Why was everything looking like slow motion?
He heard the two cops inside. They were leaving. Riv could fly by the window, down below Isi, and cushion his fall. Riv knew this. Everything was moving so slowly, he could have out-sped a horse.
But, he did nothing. For a tiny sliver of a second, his mouth twitched into an evil, selfish grin. He would easily be believed if he claimed that he never could have made it in time to stop the boy: the drug in his veins was the only thing making him faster than normal this time. No one would know. Rivener would never, ever tell! Just like he would never tell that he had missed, when he'd poisoned Old Maasi. He'd been aiming for Isi.
Rivener watched the boy land with a dull thud, on the ground below.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:22 pm
Isi had felt everything move in slow motion and his gut jumped into his mouth when he felt himself falling. When he fell, he felt like he was falling for eternity. What had gone wrong? He had run away from home to the only safety he knew, and then he was taken back and now this happened? Where did he go wrong? It wasn't suppose to happen like this. Besides, what was Rivener doing here? He only had moments to focus his eyes on Rivener who was peeking from the roof-top, but his sight had become blurred with fright so he couldn't see anything at all in detail.
Eternity only lasted a couple seconds.
Thud
Isi felt himself hit the soft turf and for a moment he was grateful for the nearby marsh. It had made the ground all around the house extremely moist so that the impact was absorbed into the mud. However, he only had a couple seconds to thank the moor before the soft pain awoke in his body like an awakening earthquake. Shuddering in a crumbled ball on the ground, Isi released a low moan of agony. He softly twisted about, somehow hoping that movement would dampen the feeling, but it only excited it. He made another moan, and made it louder, wishing that someone would hear.
Beauregard had turned around just in time to watch Isi land on the ground below, and his blue eyes widened with terror. Looking at Isi's fall, the red whale's gaze of worry suddenly turned into one of panic.
As much as Isi was annoyed with Beau and his singing, the red whale always knew that the boy had cared and loved him. He knew because Isi had let Beau sleep on the bow's pillow and how he made breakfast for the whale every morning. Now seeing his master writhe on pain after all they had did to help...? Beau dived down the side of his house to float in desperate worry around his master's body.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:00 pm
Rivener moved to follow the whale, keeping up his appearances as a concerned friend, while inwardly he laughed in victory. He was slightly dissapointed to see that Isi was still alive, still concsious even. Ah well.
"Crud!" He whispered, really getting into the role. "Beauregard! I don't want to go down, the other cop is coming! He might shoot us if he sees us! Stay out of sight!"
With that, Riv clung to the top of the roof, looking down at the events unfolding. He truly hoped the officer wouldn't shoot Beauregard. (Who's ever seen a flying whale?)
Aphismet was almost bowled over as the lead Policeman barreled down the stairs. Still dazed, Aph managed to turn and attempt to follow, ducking out the front door only a few moments after the cop. He was outside soon enough to hear the officer talking into his car's radio:
"This is Squadcar 12, Squadcar 12, here at Durem Cave North, we have a situation, please send an ambulance immediately. Repeat, we need an ambulance at Durem Cave North!"
The radio buzzed a reply immediately:
"krsshht Copy that, Sending 911 Assistance to Durem Cave North. krrsht!"
The man threw the radio back onto his seat and ran towards the side of the house, heading for where Isi had fallen.
"Wh-what happened?!" Droned Aph as he tried to keep up with the cop.
"The old woman dropped the kid out the window!"
"Oh My GOD!"
They rounded the corner at almost the same time, and spotted poor Isi on the ground, Beauregard floating around him. Aph could hear him moan in pain. "Oh my god!" the man repeated. He knelt carefully next to his "little brother", but didn't dare touch him.
The policeman had drawn his gun when he'd spotted a... a flying whale? floating next to the fallen boy. For a minute he thought this creature might have been the one to break the window... The boy's friend, though, that Aphismet fellow, didn't seem bothered at all by the critter. It must be a pet of theirs. The officer had seen some strange pets in his years of service, but this was by far the strangest. He put his weapon away and hurried to the boy's side.
The policeman knelt carefully on his other side, and began looking immediately for emergencies: pooling blood, bones sticking out of skin, difficulty breathing?
"Where does it hurt?" Aph asked, unaware of what the policeman was doing. "Isi, I'm sorry! If I'd been faster up the stairs, I..." He staggered slightly as his head swam a little, but it passed as it had before and he returned his attention to the boy. "I, I could have stopped her!" he finished.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:18 pm
Pleased that his master was now being helped, Beauregard then floated up the side of the house and disappeared over the edge of the rooftop to slam into Riv's chest. It looked up at Riv with large blue-eyes of worry.
Fortunately, there were no desperate things like pooling blood, or bones sticking out of the skin. They could see that one of Isi's legs had been grotesquely twisted in the wrong way, but thanks to the soil, the damage was minimal compared to what it could've been if the ground weren't a marshy mess. There was also a raspy sound as Isi breathed, so one of his ribs had to have been broken in the fall. Luckily, there was no blood or nausea.
"Chest...Leg..." Isi replied, gritting his teeth and tossing his head, "Hey, Aphi? Does this...Mean I can stay with...you now?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:30 pm
Rivener hugged the whale lovingly when it nuzzled up to him, and he petted its head. His own bleeding had mostly stopped, apart for a few deep gashes in his hands. He ignored all these for the most part, but he was forced to remember them now, since the blood left handprints on Beauregard's head.
"Oh, sorry," Riv said softly. "I put blood on you. Don't worry so much anymore, okay? Isi's fine, Aphi's fine, and I'm fine, and you're fine... Everything is fine. I saved the day," he added sourly, "despite coming here to try and teach them all a lesson. And I'm bleeding, too. ...Do you think we should go back home and wait? They're probably going to go to the hospital now..."
Rivener peeked over the roof's edge again.
Aphismet chuckled below. He carefully petted the boy's hair. "You're in pain, covered in mud, lived through quite a traumatic experience, and that's the most important question to you, right now?" He shook his head. "I'm not sure, that's for the police and the social worker to decide. ...Where is she anyway?" Aph said, suddenly remembering the police had mentioned that one would be coming.
At that moment, a lady had turned the corner and spotted them. Her thick-rimmed glasses perched low on her nose, she trotted over on feet that seemed too fat for her shoes, her entire body jiggling. She looked outraged.
"I arrived a bit late, I'm sorry! What in heaven's name happened here?!" she exclaimed, looking mostly at the officer.
Aphismet continued speaking reassuringly to Isi, as the officer explained things to the social worker. The wailing siren of an ambulance could finally be heard coming down the dirt road.
"Just a little while longer, and the paramedics will be here to take care of you," Aph said. His own head was still swimming from time to time, but he did his best to hide it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:51 pm
Beauregard nodded tiredly and the whale gave a huge wide mouthed yawn. Then he glanced at the wounds on Riv's hands and the whale's face of worry resumed its course. The whale was giving Rivener a look as if he were demanding Riv to get bandages when they got back to the apartments.
"Yeah," Isi nodded his head as he listened to Aphismet's encouraging words. However, when he opened his eyes, he noticed something dribbling down the sides of the man's head. Frowning, Isi drawled between moans, "You don't look too well, Aphi."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:13 pm
Rivener nodded at the whale, and chuckled quietly. "I know, I know. I'll try to do something about my hands when we get home."
The Raevan, careful to keep an eye on all the humans that were now milling about (policemen, social workers, ambulance personnel...) flew up into the dark sky and headed home again, towards the city lights. He was pretty sure he could find it easily if he looked at the streets from up here.
Aphismet smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, I kind of h-hit my head on the thing in your living room, when your grandmother knocked me down... I'm just a little dizzy, your condition is much more severe."
That seemed to be the paramedics' opinion as well; as soon as the ambulance had skidded to a halt in the driveway, the two men hurried over to Isi's side and began treating him immediately. One of the two almost instantly went back for a stretcher.
Aphismet had backed away to give the two medical men space to work. The social worker and police officer approached him now.
"The officer explained what happened. It's terrible to think that the poor boy was living in this place with that crazy woman! He also tells me that both you and the boy are comfortable with the idea of you taking guardianship of him?" She rearranged her glasses with pudgy fingers.
"Erm, oh, yes! Absolutely! I-I know there must be paperwork and all that, I'll be willing to legally adopt him if that's necessary!" Aphismet said, nodding his head vigorously and regretting it instantly. He brought a hand up to stop his vision from spinning.
"Oh, it's not as red-taped as all that, really. I'll visit you at the hospital tomorrow when you're both better, and we'll sign the paper. There's a bylaw here in Durem to prevent over-crowding of our Orphanages; it allows a person to become "guardian" of a child without adopting it. That means that if someone DOES adopt him, (unlikely in this town), he will be taken from you. Your house is simply considered foster care."
Aphismet listened and nodded, noticing out of the corner of his eye, that Officer Toms was finally dragging Old Maasi out of the house. She was immobile. Aph turned his attention back to the social worker. "That's fine," he said. "I'd still like to get paperwork started to adopt Isi, if I can... If it takes a while, then at least I'll have his Guardianship during that time. Yes?"
"Well enough. Now I have to go back to my office and write a rather lengthy report." The woman sighed and turned. She must not have been keen on writing a long report in the middle of the night... Aph wondered why it couldn't wait for the morning.
"Sir?" The voice startled Aph. He looked over, and took a moment to recognize one of the paramedics.
"Oh, is Isi alright?" He asked, swaying as another bout of dizziness took him.
"If you mean the boy, then yes he'll be fine. A few fractures, but that can be handled at the hospital. We'd like you to come along as well; we can have a look at that wound on your head."
"Wound?" Aph asked, frowning. He brought his hand to his head again and dabbed at where it hurt most, then looked at his fingertips...
"B-b-blood?" Aphismet's voice grew faint as he tumbled over onto his side, unconscious.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:55 pm
Isi watched with bleary grey eyes as the parametics worked about him, strapping him into the cushioned stretcher and carefully loading him into the back of the ambulence. There was a man who was softly pushing and poking his chest and when he reached a certain area, Isi moaned with pain and the paramedic nodded. A soft plastic mask was placed over Isi's nose and mouth and he began to breathe a much better tasting air. The crippled boy was about to let himself drip off to rest and simply stare and lock everything out of his mind when he saw Aphismet, limp and still, being carried into the ambulence beside him.
"What happened to him?" he mumbled through the mask in worry.
The paramedic who was hauling him to lay onto the bench turned to him and replied, "He passed out because of a minor concussion. He'll be fine. You just focus on resting alright? We got your friend taken care of."
Isi frowned visibly and he nodded gently. At least they were in safe hands now. Safe hands...Safe...Then Isi slipped into a tired slumber in an attempt to nullify his agony.
They were safe now.
Beauregard floated beside Rivener as they soared above the blinking red and blue lights below them. He was getting kind of tired, true, and he sagged in the air and would pick himself up every once in a while, but that did not stop Beauregard from singing Queen on the way back to the apartment.
"FLASH! Oh~oh! Savior of the universe! FLASH! Oh~oh! He'll save every one of us!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:25 am
Aphismet woke up in the hospital, confused at seeing a white ceiling. He'd only seen a ceiling this pristine once, that other time he'd been brought in... Memories of that other time quickly flashed before his eyes and then disappeared, leaving room in his mind for last night's events.
Aph sat up, taking in a sharp breath and bringing up a hand to his head to dull the sudden stab of pain. His fingers brushed against a cloth-like bandage, wrapped around his head in very cliché fashion.
A nurse rounded the curtain and startled at seeing him awake. "Oh, you're up!" she said. She then smiled, and advanced to check on her patient, tugging the bandage. "You gave us quite a scare, young man. People with concussions like yours shouldn't be allowed to sleep or pass out, normally; you could have slipped into a coma! I'm glad to see you woke up this soon."
"Erm, I-I... Wh-where is Isi?" The sound of Aph's own voice sounded cottony in his head. He winced at the feeling.
"The boy that came in with you? Oh, he's fine. He's in the pediatrics wing. He had a few broken bones, a few bruises, but he'll be fine." She smiled. "You seem to be well enough, so I'll take you to see him, ok? He's still asleep though, so you will have to be quiet."
Aph nodded, and slid out of bed carefully, swaying a little on his feet. The nurse placed one arm under Aph's shoulders, and helped him walk straighter, all the way to Isi's bedside, two floors up.
She pulled up a chair for Aph to sit in, and he plopped into it heavily, glad to be off his feet; the world spun less. The nurse then left him, so that she could tend to other patients.
For a few hours, Aph simply sat in the chair, going in and out of sleep. He waited for Isi to wake up, staying as quiet as a piece of furniture.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 11:46 am
It took about two hours since Aphismet arrived for the young boy to pry open his grey eyes. Blinking slowly, Isi stared up with confusion at the ceiling for several moments until her realized he was in the hospital again. He never liked hospitals. He didn't enjoy their smell, the stench of disease, biotics, and plastic. Sometimes, depending on where you were caged in, it smelt like sorrow and death. Isi realized that it was a very pessimistic way to greet the place that was helping him recover, but he scrunched his nose in detest anyways. Isi blinked his eyes again and shifted his body underneath the clean white sheets. A sharp pain struck up at him when he moved his right leg and he felt his chest ache and throb. Releasing a soft moan, Isidecided that it would be best not to move anymore.
Twisting his head back and forth, Isi turned to the side, his heart suddenly dropping with worry as he searched for Aphismet. When he turned his head to the other side of the bed, he was greeted with the face he was so worried about. Moving his arms, Isi rubbed the crust and bleariness away from his eyes and he called softly, "Aphismet?" but it seemed that he had fallen asleep while he was waiting for him. The bandage around the yong man's head worried Isi greatly and he felt a pain of regret. If only...Well, there was nothing they could do now except get through it. There was no time for regrets, "Aphi? Wake up. Are you alright? Aaaaphhiiiiimeeeet...?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 1:41 pm
The voice came through to his cotton-filled mind slowly, but it finally did rouse Aphismet from his sleep. He snorted and sat up sleepily, reaching up with a hand to rub at his face. Only then did he open his eyes and see that Isi was awake. He straightened, and smiled broadly.
"Isi! You're awake! Oh, I'm so glad. D'you need anything? I got you some water, it's on the nightstand there... Must not be very cold anymore, though." Aph chuckled.
With impeccable timing, the nurse came in and saw the two talking. She smiled, and proceeded to check Isi's bandages.
"The doctors told me you are going to be fine; a fractured tibia and a fractured rib. They were startled that's all the damage you suffered, from such a fall!" Aph petted the boy's hand. "Paramedics say that the mud is what saved you."
"All set!" the nurse interjected softly. She got up to leave. "Oh, also, there is a woman here to see you both, from the Social Services Department."
Aph blinked, and smiled. "L-let her in, please," he said, and turned an excited look to Isi as the nurse left. He leaned close and whispered: "She must be here for the paperwork, and soon we'll be ok to be a family!"
The portly woman from last night came in, carrying a briefcase. She was smiling dryly, obviously having not slept yet since the night before.
"Good morning both of you," she said matter-of-factly as she slid a chair over, fitting her corpulent form in it and throwing her briefcase on her lap, snapping it open. "Now then, we have a few things to discuss!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 2:01 pm
"I'd like to sit up" said Isi, fumbling about for the button that raised the back of the bed. As soon as he had lifted it up and readjusted his aching body, Isi silently thanked the marsh next to his home. It was doing so much for it. It protected him from Old Maasi when she was drunk and chasing after him, gave him the soul for his raevan, and now it had saved him from a deadly fall from the second story window. The crippled boy was immensely greatful and he found himself wanting to do something for the marsh. Maybe when he went back to collect his things to move in with Aphi, he would do one last trash pickup round.
Luckily, fate seemed to be watching out for him and Aphi.
"So," the portly woman began, taking out a couple papers which included the layout of Isi's home, "I already know that you, Mr. Aphismet want to adopt Isi and I have all the papers you need here. However, there are other matters to discuss than the adopting of young Isi here."
The cribbled boy tilted his grey and brown haired head in confusion. Other matters? Like what?
"Old...Maasi..." the Social Services lady said slowly. She obviously thought that the name was ridiculous and she scrunched her nose as she read it from the papers, lifting her glasses off her button nose to inspect the words on the paper, "Will be moved to the local insane asylum because we do not believe it safe for her to remain in a old peoples' home. That leaves the question of the home. It says here in her will that she willed everything to her grandson, Isi, including the house, the land, and everything in it. However, because the boy is not of age to own anything, the home is being trusted to the adoptee."
Isi's face brightened. Maybe he wouldn't have to leave the marsh and that nice old home with all its built handrails for him to move along on when he didn't have his crutches. There would certainly be a lot more room for the family to stretch in, that's for sure. Excited and hopeful, Isi turned to Aphisment and squeezed his hand with a childish smile on his face.
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