"Where are we going?" I asked Victor, for what felt like the hundredth time. But a reply never came."Victor? Victor. Victor!""What?""I asked where are we going?"Still no reply.I didn't blame Victor. One reason I knew why he wasn't saying me was because if he did, I would straightly teleport, which he didn't like. He said he felt like he left a few of his cells and human self behind. So I guess it was safe to say that even I didn't trust myself.So here we were, skidding on a motor bike after receiving Tomorrow's's Trevor's call. The kid's were just walking outside when they happened to notice Noah, walking with his face uncovered.Before they could let him know of their presence, a dozen or so boys and girls appeared out of the blue and tackled him to the ground before dragging him into a silent ally.The kid's didn't know what to do, so they did the first thing that popped up in their heads. Each member called the five boys remaining in Heathens.Trevor told Victor the location,
"And then suddenly, they were both screaming 'Cilia! Cilia!' And then they were kneeling down as if holding someone. They both looked so tensed I thought Noah died. Then they were like, 'Are you okay? You really gave us a scare there!' Bla bla bla! Crazy right? And yet I can't believe I actually believe all of it. Cause I just can't happen to find any other possible explanation as to how we found where they were holding you, Noah."Heli was saying them, once Noah was checked by the boys since asking a doctor's or the agency would be dangerous and they were all safely in their dorm, Jules included.Honestly speaking, it had actually been a hold day, no, the whole night has passed and the friend's decided to gather in their dorm. Enough adventure had happened in their vacation.I just sat between Jules and Justin, listening to all the members finally believe that I really existed."So it really is true. There IS someone watching us, right?" Noah asked, Looking at Victor for an answer wh
"You were born to be real, not perfect."__________________________________"Seriously Justin! Why is your luggage so heavy? Did you put your dumbles in it or what?" Complained Steven as he heaved Justin's luggage into the Campervan. The boys laughed at Steven's joke, which wasn't actually a joke but turned out to be one. One by one, the boys filed into their respective vehicle's.A month had passed since Heathens vacation came to an end. But that didn't happen. One vacation was over, and another started.Their reality show! How much I missed watching their reality shows with my friends. The last we watched was season three, which was shot in Malta. This time, the boys went to New Zealand, a completely different country from USA.I must say, It was breath taking! I had never seen the boys more alive and lively.Heli's solo song had released, and fans were going wild over it. And here were Heathens themselves, making tiktok challenges.All through the trip, Noah had been very distract
Narrator:France, underground facility:The room was dark and musty, the smell of sweat and rotting meat everywhere. Six scary looking bulky men stood around a table, a tiny hanging lamp the only glow around the whole cubicle room. A man with a fat scar running down from his left eye to his mouth, sat at the chair, his hands resting on the table.Hour after hour passed, and not a single soul moved in that dank room. The man drummed his fingers on the table, the noise of the nails clicking and the scurrying of rats was the only sound in the whole room.After a long awaiting period, the awaited man finally appeared, his head bowed in respect.The scarred man: (In french) What did you find?The bowed man: (In french) They had a conversation with the President of the United States. That is true.The scarred man: And?The bowed man: And it seems that the President had a conversation with the CEO, Mr. Edward Albright. Turns out, he wants the Heathens boys to come along with him for making
Narrator:France, underground facility:The tiny room was more cramped and smelly then before. Unlike last time, twenty bulky men were inside instead of six. They where getting ready for their mission, pocketing knives, guns and pistols, anything they could get their hands on. This was going to be a very risky task, and their whole team would be exposed if they failed, but they had one advantage, knowing how to create an ambush.The scarred man appeared, staring at his gang.The scarred man: Are you all ready?The gang (In chorus): YES SIR!The scarred man: Good. (Now to a certain bulky man) Have you spoken to the President?The man: Yes. He says that the parties will be meeting in half an hour.The scarred man: Good. Very good. Then it's time we begin our work. It's been a long time since I caught some celebrities. And celebrities who are connected to United Nations? Wow! That's just two servings of steak at once! Alright boys! Shuffle on! We have got a party to attend.The gang: YE
It was over. It was all over. Heathens were going to die, and I wouldn't be there to save them. It will all be my fault.It was all over for all of us.I sat at the table, staring into space as Jason prepared the tea of Oblivion. He was saying something, but I was listening none of it.My whole body felt numb and weak, as if I had run for centuries and never stopped to take a break. My palms were bruised from all the struggling, and my cheeks were sticky from the tears. My hairs were a tangled mess, the fringes sticking to my damp face. I breathed through my mouth, the air stinging my chapped and bruised lips.I was a sight to behold.Heathens... I failed them. I failed Victor.I'm so sorry, my love. I'm so sorry I failed you."...and you will be surprised to hear when I tell you how much it was a hindrance.....are you even listening to what I'm saying?"Jason said, bringing me back to the reality. Jason was still a big talker like he was, but there was no warmth in it. My heart ached
"Okay let's get ready. It's time we kick some asses." I said, a mischievous smile playing in my lips. They stared at me, trying get the hang if my words."I would really really love to do that, except we are no natch for those Oak trees. They each have the energy of 12 elephants. How do we fight them?" Asked Jake, and I was glad for him not being awkward or uncomfortable while talking to me although it was his first time.The commossion outside increased, now screams added to it."You will fight them with your bare fist. But we will add a little fire to it." I said with a smirk, flames dancing in my hands. The boys gaped at my hands completely startled, before Noah regained his composure."Okay. So....what do we have to do? I mean...to add a little....fire to it?"----------We crept outside, feeling the breath of danger in our necks. Every single sound that escaped sent one of the boys squealing in fright, and then I had to remind them that they are more powerful then the thugs now.
"You only live once, but if you live it right, once is enough."_________________________________________________Narrator:"Man! Never had I had such a great adventure!" Exclaimed Heli as they entered their apartment, slumping on the couch."You mean, the near death experience? I'll pass." Noah said with a shudder. Jake joined in. "Come on! You can't deny that it was fun now can you? And besides, you looked really cool when you tossed that bullet at that fat nutjob. What did you say again?""Let me guess...WE ARE HEATHENS! God we finally proved it!" Squealed Jules and soon, they were all laughing and slapping each other's back, glad to be alive and safe.The boys weren't injured in anyway, courtesy to Cilia's super power donation. Before the boys had arrived, they had secretly watched as the Police came and arrested the terrorist's. Now one might be thinking that the cops had arrested them on the charge of kidnapping Heathens. Nope. Not for that.Cilia had erased the whole story, mak
"Wow!" The boys exclaimed together as they opened their eyes one by one, slowly taking in the sight before them. None of them said anything for a long time, staring at everything while I grinned sheepishly from behind, wondering how they were taking the surprise."This is...beautiful." Jules finally said, opening his arms and spreading it out, the other's giggling and agreeing with him."Tell me about it." Victor muttered, before turning to me. "Did fans do all this?"The excitement in his voice had my heart melting there and then, making me stare at him for a minute longer as I recalled all of our times together in the near future.Young Victor was so much more playfull and goofy, but in time he matured as he grew, sso much that he even falls in love with a ghost.Looking at him now only brought back a tidal wave of memories, bile rising in my throat. But I had to answer him. So I nodded slowly, the smile not leaving my face."But...but how? When did they get the time?" Noah question
"Get dressed. We are going to take a tour to time."Julia's words replayed in my head as I buttoned up my polyster black shirt. The hands were full sleeve, puffy but tight cuffs at the end. along with that I had a mini leather skirt and knee high leather boots. All that was left was my signature black trench coat.Once done, I stared at all the new clothes I had bought, biting my lower lip and turning it even more crimson. Rows of vibrant color dress hung in one side, with skirts and summer dresses on the other sides. I shut my eyes tight, gritting my eyes as the memories of Alex's words replayed in my head.He had known all along. I had been trying to change myself for him, a best friend I though he was. But he didn't give a crap about it. But that didn't anger me anymore. What angered me was myself.How could I be so naive? Trying to change myself for a person that didn't like me for who I am? What would Heathens think of me? Victor? Is that what I learnt this whole time? This was j
Dusk had fallen by the time the sudden Hardcore party had come to an end. The boys were all sprawled on the couch, or some on the floor, while Alex, Clark and I stood in a corner, analysing everything.Clark had succesfully become immortal, right in front of his idols, which brought in another episode of celebration. But this time,I did not partake in the celebration. I already had my fill but it seemed like Alex and Clark hadn't. Clark was shy to admit it at first, but one single compliment from Mark had his spirits sky rocketing and once again, he was on. Alex, I had no idea why but my guess is he just wanted to have some fun.Drunk as they were, the boys had dosed of as they are now, leaving the dead three of us to tend to their mess. It was a miracle no one came looking for them, but it also broke ny heart to know that no one from Juniper actually cared for them anymore. This was just outright cruel."It's alright. You guys don't have to do anything. I... I got this." Said Clark,
"I told you I'm not going to do it right? So stop! Stop already!" Said a handsome voice as Alex and I made our way towards one of the Juniper lounges in the building, voices drifting towards our sensitive ears."What did you say? Say that again? Be a man and say that again! No, Clark! I have had enough of him! Don't tell me to calm down!"Alex and I looked at each other in confusion as another manly voice spoke up, not because they were arguing, but because of the unfamiliar name he had just called.Clark?We already knew who were inside the room eating each others head off. It was Hardcore, one of the most well known boy bands of Juniper Entertainment. Alex had said that when he was coming back from his morning flight instead of morning walk, he happened to smell something very odd.Then he heard the sound like the beating of drums, thumping in his ears and followed it, the scent of basil and thyme clinging on. Once he reached his final destination, he had come to find nothing but ju
"Let your smile change the world, but don't let the world change your smile."____________________________________________________Narrator:The prison was eerily quite that night, save for the occasional snores of the guard's stationed for night duty. But careless as they were, they had not been cautious enough to notice the intruder as he swiftly made his way across the prisons, his black cloak made of shadows fluttering behind him, passing one prison after another. Their carelessness was their doom.Finally the hooded man came to a halt in front of a cell, his lips twisting into a devious smile as he stared at the sleeping prisioner."When dusk falls, and dawn no longer present, the evil dead will finally rise for vengeance and the hounds will lust for blood. That will be the begining of a new era."The girl steered, her eyes slowly opening as she squinted at the intruder, wondering why he would come muttering nonsense when she was trying to sleep."Who are you? Are you a prisioner
Narrator:"Victor? You are still awake? Why are you still up? Sejin will have our heads if we don't get proper sleep now. He won't let us take a single nap tomorrow. What are you doing?" Jake asked as he stumbled into the kitchen in search of water, only to find the younger sitting on a stool, his head resting on his hands in the counter, still in his pajamas with tousled hairs.Victor looked at Seokjin, his eyes heavy with sleep, but he placed on his signature boxy grin."I know. I had gone to bed. Just... had a nightmare."Jake, now finally drinking his so long searched water, knitted his eyebrows in confusion. "Nightmare? What kind of nightmare was it to have you out of bed when you look like you could doze of any second now?"Victor's boxy grin disappeared as he stared down at his hands, his expression stoic as he swallowed the bile in his throat."Of Cilia."Jake halted midway, the bottle still in his hands as he registered the youngers words. Slowly, his face fell, but he still
The night breeze was cool against my skin, which was getting cooler by every second as I flew the skies of New York city. I had no idea where Alex was and that was enough to send me to lose myself.Any time now, Alex would be done with his work, Lord only knows where and I won't be able to save him. I don't even know where he is to begin with.All of this was my fault, bringing Alex in without proper background check. I should have been more careful. But what was done was done, there was no use crying over it now. All that mattered was that I find him and bring an end to his devilish plans. But that was the main issue here. How?Jason had stayed behind at his work place, incase Sav7 actually ended up in there. Julia stayed behind at the mansion, keeping an eye out for any signs of Alex, incase he decided to show up. Which left me on my own device's, without any plan as to where I should begin."Look for Sav7 in SilverSpoon building." A very familiar female voice suggested in my head,
The walk back home wasn't one that I could call pleasing. No, it was entirely opposit of that. I had left the house with a childishly angry and stubborn Alex, frustrated at the fact that I had turned his hair color from purple to silver. Now I was coming alone, all alone, just my thundering heart and raging mind as my company.I was pissed at everything around me. Even the terrible dull grey sky that had changed color with the swing of my mood. The grass beneath my feet had turned orange, crisp like crackers.I was angry as Hell, at myself for being so blinded and angry at Alex for lying to me and playing with my trust. I was angry at everything I passed, starting with Lucifer the son of a Houndess, if there's even a word like that, to start this whole mess. The only thing that kept me sane from burning into flames was one emotion, and I had no idea why I was feeling it.I was missing Alex.The guy was a real pain in the ass, not a very good person for company. But he had his reasons.
"Alright, I'm ready, so were do we go first?" Alex said, straightening his jacket and waiting for an answer from me. Julia and I turned too look at Alex, both of us discussing just about him when he walked in.I had been telling Julia about Alex's life, how he was disowned as a baby by his own parents and how miserable a death he had.How much his life had been like mine.Julia had heard me uptil the end, not interfering in the mddle like she usually did, just some small questions if she didn't understand somethings.Once I was done, Julia frowned, saying our lives were quite the same, but something felt off to her, that the story seemed made up.I felt like to kick her in the gut if Alex wouldn't have shown up right that moment.I mean, made up? What part felt like made up to her? Just because his whole life was tragic? My life had been tragic as well, does that mean I made it all up? Deity's never understand humans like they pretend to do.Julia smiled at Alex as he entered, pretend