dream. I was
standing in the square staring up at the balcony where Pipes was tied up. Hades
was looking down at me with an evil smile on his face. I knew what was coming.
I tried to lift my arms to stop Hades but they felt like they weighed a
thousand pounds. Pipes opened his mouth and was just able to squeak out, “Help
me.”
Hades pulled the trigger and Pipes was gone again. I
tried to move my arms but they stayed motionless. Hades turned his gun on me
and began to laugh in his horrible, deep voice. I tried to run but my legs felt
as if they were chained to the ground. I stood there powerless as Hades pulled
the trigger. In an instant I shot up in bed, covered in sweat. The room was
rumbling as I looked around. I found Jet looking at me, not at all shaken by
the rumbling room. “Are you alright?” she asked calmly.
I tried to regain my breath. “I think so,” I replied.
“What were you dreaming about?” she asked.
“Pipes,” I said.
“I know that must still be hard for you. What was
happening in it?” she asked.
“I was reliving the moment where Hades executed him.
I knew it was coming but when I tried to move, I was frozen. I watched him die
again and then Hades shot me,” I replied putting my head in my hands. She came
over and sat on the bed. She put her arms around me and laid her head on my
shoulder.
“I feel powerless. I couldn’t save Pipes, I couldn’t
save my parents. Who else is going to die before I can stop Kraken?” I asked.
“Nobody. You will stop Hades and return peace to the
city,” she said.
“What if I can’t?” I said hopelessly.
“You can. You can’t afford to think like that,” she
said, “Try to get some sleep. I bet you’re exhausted. Everything will look
better after a good night’s sleep.” I nodded and laid flat on the bed. She laid
her head across my chest and curled up next to me. I felt her warmth as I
drifted into sleep again. I couldn’t explain my stupidity to her. I would do
anything to protect her and make sure she was safe but I knew from the outside
it looked like I was being reckless and purposefully distant. I wasn’t though.
I had a hard time expressing intimate feelings. I think Jet knew and that is
what frustrated her. She just wanted me to be straight up on everything. I
wished it was as easy for me as it was for her.
I slept better than I had in a while that night. I
awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. I heard a loud noise in the other
room, no doubt some sort of mechanical work being done by Jet. I sat up and was
immediately halted by the stabbing pain in my ribs. I stood up carefully and
grabbed a shirt from the footlocker from the end of the bed. I slid it on as
gently as I could. I walked into the main room and saw Jet using a blowtorch,
welding something on the workbench. I sat down at the table in the kitchen and
started eating some bread that was sitting on a plate. I figured that they had
left it out for me to eat when I finally woke up. I wasn’t very hungry and
couldn’t eat more than a few bites.
I looked over to Jet and yelled, “What are you
working on?”
She shut off the torch and held up the spike
amplifiers. She removed the goggles she was wearing and brought the amplifiers
to the table. “I was adding some cushion to the inside of them. They seemed
uncomfortable. I may have solved the issue that the original design had,” she
said.
“How did you fix it?” I asked while examining the
amplifiers.
“The original design had the amplifiers running off
of two power sources, the fusion cell and the host. That is why there were
adverse effects. I guess they figured that if the user had power, it could
sustain the amplifiers. Instead it sapped energy and killed hosts. I was able to
change the power intake so that it runs off of a second fusion cell instead of
the host. The problem that we will face is that we will burn through cells
twice as fast so we will need to find a way to acquire more cells,”
standing in the square staring up at the balcony where Pipes was tied up. Hades
was looking down at me with an evil smile on his face. I knew what was coming.
I tried to lift my arms to stop Hades but they felt like they weighed a
thousand pounds. Pipes opened his mouth and was just able to squeak out, “Help
me.”
Hades pulled the trigger and Pipes was gone again. I
tried to move my arms but they stayed motionless. Hades turned his gun on me
and began to laugh in his horrible, deep voice. I tried to run but my legs felt
as if they were chained to the ground. I stood there powerless as Hades pulled
the trigger. In an instant I shot up in bed, covered in sweat. The room was
rumbling as I looked around. I found Jet looking at me, not at all shaken by
the rumbling room. “Are you alright?” she asked calmly.
I tried to regain my breath. “I think so,” I replied.
“What were you dreaming about?” she asked.
“Pipes,” I said.
“I know that must still be hard for you. What was
happening in it?” she asked.
“I was reliving the moment where Hades executed him.
I knew it was coming but when I tried to move, I was frozen. I watched him die
again and then Hades shot me,” I replied putting my head in my hands. She came
over and sat on the bed. She put her arms around me and laid her head on my
shoulder.
“I feel powerless. I couldn’t save Pipes, I couldn’t
save my parents. Who else is going to die before I can stop Kraken?” I asked.
“Nobody. You will stop Hades and return peace to the
city,” she said.
“What if I can’t?” I said hopelessly.
“You can. You can’t afford to think like that,” she
said, “Try to get some sleep. I bet you’re exhausted. Everything will look
better after a good night’s sleep.” I nodded and laid flat on the bed. She laid
her head across my chest and curled up next to me. I felt her warmth as I
drifted into sleep again. I couldn’t explain my stupidity to her. I would do
anything to protect her and make sure she was safe but I knew from the outside
it looked like I was being reckless and purposefully distant. I wasn’t though.
I had a hard time expressing intimate feelings. I think Jet knew and that is
what frustrated her. She just wanted me to be straight up on everything. I
wished it was as easy for me as it was for her.
I slept better than I had in a while that night. I
awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. I heard a loud noise in the other
room, no doubt some sort of mechanical work being done by Jet. I sat up and was
immediately halted by the stabbing pain in my ribs. I stood up carefully and
grabbed a shirt from the footlocker from the end of the bed. I slid it on as
gently as I could. I walked into the main room and saw Jet using a blowtorch,
welding something on the workbench. I sat down at the table in the kitchen and
started eating some bread that was sitting on a plate. I figured that they had
left it out for me to eat when I finally woke up. I wasn’t very hungry and
couldn’t eat more than a few bites.
I looked over to Jet and yelled, “What are you
working on?”
She shut off the torch and held up the spike
amplifiers. She removed the goggles she was wearing and brought the amplifiers
to the table. “I was adding some cushion to the inside of them. They seemed
uncomfortable. I may have solved the issue that the original design had,” she
said.
“How did you fix it?” I asked while examining the
amplifiers.
“The original design had the amplifiers running off
of two power sources, the fusion cell and the host. That is why there were
adverse effects. I guess they figured that if the user had power, it could
sustain the amplifiers. Instead it sapped energy and killed hosts. I was able to
change the power intake so that it runs off of a second fusion cell instead of
the host. The problem that we will face is that we will burn through cells
twice as fast so we will need to find a way to acquire more cells,”
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