The heavy fans on the ceiling swung lazily, reducing the smell of several dishes radiating in the atmosphere, but that of a baking pizza bagel was powerful enough to not wither away.November Calhoun knew the evening wouldn't end well for him when he stood in front of the boys' table."I'll like a strawberry smoothie," Ivar Johansson told him, trying so hard to suppress laughter that seemed to be bubbling inside his chest."Same, shitface," Chase added, with a sick grin on his face as he folded his arms across his chest. While November just gave them a nod, deciding he wouldn't let their behavior get through him because they were his bullies from school. If they weren't slamming him against his locker or forcing him to do their assignment, they made fun of his outfit.November turned around to go get their order when Ivar called him back."Anything else?" November whirled his head around to face the Asian-American boy."Just a little piece of advice, dingle-dick. Stop wearing such awf
November's heavy eyelids fluttered open at the buzz of the alarm. He fully opened his eyes and then gazed right at the ceiling. It seemed as though he was having a nightmare after all. But his brain felt like it got smashed and patched up. Like doctors did a craniotomy on himIt was morning and he was meant to prepare himself for school. Another day of surviving in the hellhole with a bunch of bullies. He thought and then puffed out a distressed breath, and then flinched when he felt his body floating from the bed."Holy Dumbledore, this must be some sort of illusion!" He shrieked when he noticed that he was a foot away from the ceiling. "Jesus H. Christ!" He scream, shuddering violently just as the duvet slipped from my body and fell back on the bed. "This isn't happening! Shit! Shit! Shit!""November!" His ears went on full alert when his mom's voice boomed through the thin walls.That means last night wasn't a dream? The alien ships and their missiles, ground breaking, buildings
He stopped his bike at its usual spot and then merged into the crowd of students who were pouring into the hallway.School seemed normal, but the kids weren't. Some were exhibiting different kinds of powers like superheroes while a few walked around like zombies. The hallway was noisier than November lowered his head down because he didn't want anyone to know he was infected. All he had to do was to act surprised like every other non-infected teen."Watch out!" Someone yelled when he accidentally bumped into him and the boy detached his arm from his body and threw it at November. But November's quirk made him dodge and the arm went colliding with another person's jaw."Who hit me?" Yelled the boy who got a smack on his jaw. His face was seething in red as he turned around, surveying the face of everyone.But there was no response.The hand on the floor floated up and connected its owner's body. "I did. Watcha gonna do, pudding face?" He challenged, folding his arms across his chest
November managed to survive school for the whole day, although it was kind of devoid because seventeen students were confiscated.When school dismissed, he headed to Mrs. Thompson. The middle-aged woman helped in looking after his younger sister after she got picked up from the playground by his mom. Stacey was quiet the whole time he made her lunch but didn't call him a freak anymore. He let her watch SpongeBob SquarePants for two hours, then took her back to Mrs. Thompsons, after telling some lie about a project at school.Then he headed to Macey's. Through her window because her elder brother was mourning his girlfriend who died during last night's alien invasion. "How did you escape?" November asked Macey, referring to what happened earlier at school."Well, I was in class before their arrival, so I escaped through a window," Macey explained. "How many were caught?""Seventeen,""Woah, that's quite a lot."November nodded."We've been neighbors for two years and this is my first
Fear was something he had dealt with ever since he relocated to Indiana. Being constantly bullied by the jocks at school tensed him and he repeatedly swiveled his head to cast a shoulder glance whenever he walked, because someone was always out to bully him. Hit him till he coughed up blood or grab his boxers through his pants trousers until he squealed like a girl and wet himself inside the male's locker room. The fear made him unable to think straight and controlled every part of his body because he had been traumatized by his bullies. There were times when he heard Chase's voice from afar, and he found himself struggling to open his unlocked locker. Because fear always crept in. The fear of what Chase might do to him.But the fear as of now was different from the usual he always had. Because four thieves were firing shots into the air with their guns.Screams filled up the atmosphere and people were running around, trying to hide."Everybody, on the floor!" One of the thieves aggr
November was still trying to wrap his head around the whole news that his little sister, Stacey Calhoun whom he dropped off at Mrs. Thompson's had gone missing. No, not missing but kidnapped. Abducted by Mrs. Thompson herself. Good God.The jovial, seventy-two years old woman warmly took his sister off his hands and pulled her in, with a smile hanging on her lips.There he was, having quirks and his sister was missing on this same day.Why? He had been asking himself for over twenty minutes as he watched his mom throw a tantrum and the police officers repeating the same 'Calm down, Mrs. Calhoun' until they drove off in their car.Hands on his hips, November paced back and forth on the flattened grass area, pondering why Mrs. Thompson would kidnap a four-year-old. What exactly were her intentions? He figured he had to do something before it gets to the next day. And needed Macey Brightside right now, the girl he was trying to stay away from because of her assertiveness that might lead
10:25 pm, Atticus Lab.Doctor Hemmingway knew after the alien invasion on the previous night, Indianapolis would become unlivable because the aliens would attack again, and it might spread to every other part of Earth. It seemed something was buried under the depths of Indianapolis, a thing these aliens hungered for because the ground cracked upon their arrival. With a telescope, he watched from afar how a light-green scaled, velvet huge hand swallowed kids and took them down.Surprisingly these aliens passed down their viruses to kids around the age of sixteen, leaving them with superpowers. Doctor Hemmingway was still trying to wrap his head around the idea if these kids could be used in fighting aliens when they returned again. If he had a solution. Although he wasn't a good guy.He was the man in charge of Atticus' lab, a ruthless scientist who violated the principles of medical ethics. He denied patients the right to informed consent, using pseudoscientific frameworks such as race
Continuation…10: 50pm, Atticus Lab's conference Hall."Time to go see these kids," Prosecutor Adams said, rising to his feet as he stared at his wristwatch."If you can wait for a few minutes, we'll take a look at the footage captured by Styles," Doctor Hemmingway looked over at him. And waited until everyone sat down before he turned to Styles. "Put the lights out, my boy," and Styles did as he was told.There was a bit of murmuring at this because they were clearly uncomfortable with the lights turned off. Commander Rodney Brown was reaching for his pistol, prepared to kill if Doctor Hemmingway wanted to harm them. His paranoia towards everyone in the hall knew no bounds.Styles quickly picked up the large TV remote and popped the power button.And silence relapsed in the atmosphere.They watched as a boy hid behind a shelf as he observed thieves in the mall. How he grew angry when he saw a thief torturing an old woman and his anger caused a force from him to rip apart the thief's c
It was time to leave. All the squad had gathered at Macey's home to help November and his mom pack. Captain, Styles, Edmond, Jeremy and Presley. Bradley didn't pay any attention to Sheriff Brightside who still held a grudge toward him for killing his deputy three months ago.Bradley was there because of November. Macey had managed to get her act together, she pulled November away from everyone so she could speak with him."Will you save people if aliens show up there?" She asked him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear."Why, yes. I'm not the Mysterious N for nothing," November gave out a slight shoulder shrug then smiled at Macey."I'll take it that we wouldn't have been best friends if this alien invasion never took place?" "You're right. We were the weird and the bullied."Macey smiled but it didn't reach her eyes."And I have loved you this entire time," she confessed at last, stunning November who had his eyes raised in their sockets.He accidentally flew up to the sky, le
It reached the day for the court case to take place, something which everyone had been anticipating. Noah wheeled himself into the gallery, whilst his body guard followed suit. Scott was standing in the dock and facing the jugde, whilst everyone was seated in the gallery. Waiting for everything to begin. November sat beside his mother, he was wearing a suit that day. He and his squad had been busy, going over to meet the men Noah had bribed and threatening them. It was quite easy and they had all agreed to do the right thing. This was unbeknownst to Noah, who had thought things would end up in his favor that day.And then the case began, with that the families of Abulterin victim narrating how the drugs had killed their loved once. Noah was boiling in his seat but he managed to blew out calm breaths to ease himself.Scott Andrews, his step brother narrated everything from how it all began. How Noah had refused to listen to him when Albuterin started killing people.Harriet Calhoun
The following day, Atticus lab was in Chaos. Something no one had expected because they were focused on how Marion county had been calm without any alien attacks in the past week.There were reporters and cops everywhere. Arresting scientists and taking shots of them.Nothing could be done at this because Commander Rodney Brown was assassinated the previous day and all his soldiers had evacuated from Atticus lab. So it was free for cops and reporters to bage in at their own will.A footage had been leaked of what they actually did in the lab. And it was Presley, the ice boy who had made his way to the the lab. It turned out that he could also make himself invisible. So he went there and took a video of what they did to this quirky teens who they had kept locked up.This was shocking to everyone because something similar had happened six weeks ago but the Mayor had covered it up, claiming it was an edited video. Except they came to know that it was real and that terrible things were do
November knew that he couldn't let the Many-faced alien stay alive, because his friends were afraid.The look that had been on their faces when they saw the Many-faced alien for the first time was something that was still on his mind. He couldn't leave Marion County without destroying this thing that made aliens and everything attack and kill people. He wasn't stupid.That evening, he wore his super suit and vanished through his window. He didn't wanted anyone to know what he's up to, because they might want to tag alone. Something which he didn't want because he did things quicker when he did them alone.And to think of how he had suffered in the desert for four days, it made his blood boil.His mind drifted of to the non-existent Sebastian, and he puffed out a low breath. He couldn't believe he had fallen in love with an alien, thinking it was a boy who was real. His best friend.November still hurt over this, but he had learned to control his emotions. He believed such was life an
Prosecutor Adams found his way into Chase's ward. It was late in the afternoon when he went there, because he had been choked up with work until he received the news.Tears welled up in his eyes when he saw his son on the hospital bed, covered in bandages with a breathing tube in his mouth.Chase who was vibrant, hothead and always did thing in his own way, looked almost dead. Had life support on him on that very day.It was the worse sight a father could ever see. Way too much for him to bear that he held onto the wall for support, because his legs threatened to give out underneath him.Prosecutor wondered who had done such a thing to his only son. Because it seemed as though they wanted to kill him. They completely destroyed his face.Who it could be. The man couldn't help but ponder deeply over this, whilst fighting against the urge to scream.It was way too much for him to handle that he fought against the urge to cry. For the sixteen years he had looked after his boy, he had neve
Noah Allen was released the next day. Prosecutor Adams had made some arrangements and he was let out of the cell.He was glad because he had the power to do whatever he wanted. He just got arrested two days ago and now he was out.Unbeknownst that it took Prosecutor Adams quite a long time to convince the head people into telling Sheriff Brightside to free Noah.Sheriff Brightside was utterly disappointed. There was nothing he could do about it. His superiors had given him the order to release Noah Allen, but there was an incoming case in the following week. Because Scott had already filed a report. He had reached out to the families of Abulterin victims with help from Harriet Calhoun, November's mother.Sheriff Brightside was in a sour mood for the rest of that day, he had thought he would be able to keep Noah locked up there for a couple of weeks, but his superiors reproved this.The flashback of Macey on the floor, in the pool of her own blood was exasperating because it was Noah w
November wondered if his supersuit had been destroyed by his fake, until he found it at the exact spot he had left it seven days ago. He was relieved upon finding it and seeing that it was still intact, still new like the first time Styles gave it to him. He pulled it out immediately.And hurriedly wore it on and then went out to meet with Captain and Ivar who were already waiting for him.Upon seeing him like that, the others felt he was giving them the Mysterious N aura once more. Something which had been absent for days."Do you think it's necessary for me to come, I mean I'm not powerful like you two?" Captain raised his hands as he looked from November to Ivar and Ivar to November. He just didn't think he was capable of going to fight and rescues Chase. The way he had been chased by the many-faced alien was still haunting his mind and he didn't know what was in front."You'd be able to read minds and alert us what is about to happen. Shift souls if necessary," November provided,
"My mom said we're leaving by next week," November announced this to his squad later that evening. He had managed to get a grip of himself after his mom had spoken to him and told him to feel his emotions because he was a human and not a robot, "we'd be gone for good," he added."So soon?" Macey couldn't even hide the fact that she didn't settle well with this. She knew November was leaving but she didn't expect it to be next week. His announcement came off unexpected."We have no choice, there's too much baggage in this town already," November puffed out a low breath because there was no way he could say it in way it wouldn't upset them. He could see the dissappointment on their faces. It was clear they didn't want him to go, considering the incoming battle with Cyflac Pharmaceuticals. And then the twin holes on the field close to Macey's home was still open."So you want to just go like that? Despite everything?" Captain went over and stood in front of November with his arms folded
"Let me out of here!" The Many-faced alien shifted into Sebastian and made use of his voice, wanting to fool November."I cannot believe there was never a Sebastian in the first place," Macey said with a huge frown on her face as she rubbed the side of her arm.Whilst November was just silent, not uttering a word because he didn't feel the need to. "This motherfucker has made us seen all hell and back," this was from Captain who pressed the red button once more and the Many-faced alien screamed, from getting tortured by the heat. He shifted into Captain's grandmother and slammed his fists on the glass walls, crying out loud. "Don't look at it, you'll be tempted to free it," Styles said from where he was in his wheelchair. They had managed to catch this alien after going through a whole lot.November curled his fingers into tight hard fists, refraining from punching into a nearby wall because he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Sebastian never existed. It was t