Somewhere in the city, in a dimly lit room on the sixth floor of the biggest high-rise building, a lone figure stood at the center of the room, watching his boys writhe in pain, telling stories of how they had all been beaten by a very unlikely assailant: an amateur student from… POV: SPECTRA I examined the necklace in my hand for a moment, intrigued by the design. This wasn't any regular piece of jewelry; it was a precious stone. I examined the engraved Team Nexus name and closed my eyes, trying to remember where I'd heard the name before. It rang no bells. I shrugged and stuck the necklace in my breast pocket. I looked calmly around the place one last time before ringing the burglar alarm. I heard feet shuffling in someplace nearby, and I knew security was coming. The place would be safe for the night, at least.The crisp cold air hit my face as I ran into the moonlit night. I felt my speed increase and my hearing sharpen. Must be because of my new points, I though
“The Man” SPECTRAMira stood in front of me, in all her feminine glory. I swallowed and averted my eyes quickly. She must have noticed because she gave a light chuckle and pushed me aside lightly. She reached for the milk jar on top of the fridge, causing her gown to go up, revealing her fresh thighs. She looked back and shook her head. I muttered a quick goodnight and dragged my feet up the stairs. What was that moment? I thought as I opened the door to my room. I looked on the bed and saw the clothes I wore on the night of the murder. Hmm. I closed my eyes quickly, wondering why it was on the bed. I'd washed it clean, but I'd hid it in my drawer. How did it come to be on my bed? I looked back as Mira walked past my door en route to her room. She paused and looked at me first, then at the clothes in my hand. She muttered a hmm and walked on to her room.Could she have seen the clothes that night and pretended not to have seen them? I looked at the pants. There was a small
SPECTRAI groaned as a pang of headache hit me. I burrowed my head into the pillow like it would somehow ease the pain. I rolled on my back and fluttered my eyes open, only to see Mira peering down at me. I sat up immediately wondering what the heck she was doing in my room. She rolled her eyes at me and sat on the chair by my reading desk. “It’s 11 am, dude. What did you do yesterday? Fight a war?” If only you knew how many times I had to fight yesterday, I muttered inwardly. “First off, it's not a school day, which means I could sleep till 5 if I wanted. Secondly, what the hell are you doing in my room?” I turned to the murder clothes. They were folded neatly, just as I'd left them last night. I searched her face for any sign she was about to ask a question. Her face was blank, giving nothing away. “I’m in your room because Mom has tasked us to go grocery shopping,” she said checking herself out in my mirror. “Together?” “Yes, dummy. Together,” I saw her roll her eyes fr
SPECTRA“Hi, Sandra!” Mira waved, in a strong bid to sound cheerful. Still, there was notable tension hanging in the air around us. “Mira,” the girl smiled. She turned to me with a somewhat curious glance. It confused me the more. What was I supposed to say? How was I supposed to react? I wished I could remember what was up with his body's life before I arrived. It would help me so much in navigating this crazy place. I looked away from Sandra—the girl’s gaze in a manner that seemed nonchalant. I fixed my attention on a pair of toys hanging on a rack nearby. Anything else, anywhere else that would help me avoid being caught in the hoop that was cast at me.Mira and Sandra whispered amongst themselves. Due to my super hearing, I could hear what they were saying. “Is he okay?” Sandra asked, her tone split into half-surprise, half-concern. From the corner of my eye, Mira shrugged. “He is, I guess.” She handed the shopping items to Sandra to be checked out. They continued whispering t
SPECTRAThe street bubbled with life as the summer sun continued blazing down. My sweaty shirt hung uncomfortably to my back and I wondered how much of this I was going to endure in a world with four summers. The heat back in my world during the summer was unbearable and this was even worse. I felt my throat parch and wished I could disappear to the house in an instant. I mean, you could do that with my super speed, a voice whispered within me. Not with your half-sister walking with you, dummy, another voice countered. I waved two of them off with a shrug. I looked at Mira, noticing how lost she looked. As we turned the curve onto our street, I saw a figure standing at the spot from last night. It turned out to be just a random person that just happened to stand there. I heaved a sigh of relief. Would this paranoia ever end? I turned my head Mira’s way. She was unusually silent and I wondered what was going on in that beautiful head of hers. Beautiful head huh?I wanted to inquire bu
SPECTRAMira’s lips were in closer proximity to mine than my nose was. Her mouth hung slightly open, probably in an attempt to capture my lower lip, I almost had my hand around her before mom's voice echoed through the hallway.“Spectra?Mira?” We backed up before Mom's frame came into view in front of the doorway, She had both her arms outstretched and leaned into the room. “lunch is ready.”“I'll be on my way,” I replied.Mira said nothing, only stealing a glance at me as she moved towards the door. I watched as both of them left the room and turned toward my desk. I was just about to kiss Mira, what the hell was that about?What was happening? Did Mira and the old Spectra share a secret love bond? Or was Mira jealous of Sandra because the old Spectra loved her? Who exactly was Sandra, even?These questions bothered me all through lunch, so much that I could barely engage in any meaningful conversations, I could only spare a few nods and mutter short answers to any questions I was a
SPECTRAMy heart began beating faster for a split moment, but it calmed down almost immediately. I stared down at Rick who was on the other side of the stands. He wore the Jersey of the opposing team and he was with one of the boys from the other night. Rick stood up and tapped his friend, whispering something I couldn't exactly hear amidst the noise. The friend stood up too. He glanced my way with a stern look, but I didn't mind. If they dared cause a scene in this crowded place, I'd beat them both easily. Besides me, Mira whooped in joy as a guy on Dad's team hit the net with a goal. The crowd was agog and Rick looked away then to the cause of the shouting. “Did you see that??” Ai Fei shouted from her side of the stands, putting her hands around her mouth in a bid to drown the noise out enough for me to hear. I nodded in affirmation, even though I'd not seen the action due to my staredown with Rick. I glanced at the goal playback on the huge screen, and sure, the goal was magnifice
SPECTRA The rest of the evening breezed by. I pored through the pages of the journal, so much that even when Mira came into the room later on to announce dinner, I didn't even look up and I insisted I wasn't hungry. The grandfather clock downstairs ticked Nine pm in its routine loud manner, making me jump. I sighed and stared out the window. The street had morphed from the busy marketplace it seemed like in the morning to something like a track road leading to the cemetery. Insects chirped as the moon shone brightly on that summer night. My stomach growled loudly and at that moment, I wished I'd gone down for dinner when Mom had asked Mira to call me. I stepped out of my room, in nothing but my briefs, down the hallway leading to the stairs.The lights in Mira’s room were on. She's still up. I came down the stairs into the kitchen area, trying to check if I could salvage anything. Mira was seated there, munching on a pizza box. “You’re Awake,” I called out, moving to the refr
SPECTRAI turned. It was the camp director. Daphne jogged up to where we were. She was dressed in a black tracksuit and an equally black pair of sneakers. She had her hair wrapped into a bun and tied it with a scarf in an ancient dojo style.“You should do it since you're playing devil's advocate,” she shrugged. I looked around, everyone stared at me to see if I would take up the challenge or chicken out. 100 pushups? Could I manage that? “Come on, spectra,” Brucy egged me on. The students around started chanting for me to take it on. I shot Brucy a playful glare as I took my stance on the floor. Eva came alive in my ears immediately. “Do you think you could manage it?” It asked. I could pull fifty at a stretch, but I didn't know if I could go a hundred times without breaking. “Well, I'll help you,” Eva said, reading my thoughts. The dashboard appeared while I was about to take my prostrate stance. It read:“Agility points: 250”I tapped on it casually, so it wouldn't seem weird to
SPECTRAI turned. It was the camp director. Daphne jogged up to where we were. She was dressed in a black tracksuit and an equally black pair of sneakers. She had her hair wrapped into a bun and tied it with a scarf in an ancient dojo style.“You should do it since you're playing devil's advocate,” she shrugged. I looked around, everyone stared at me to see if I would take up the challenge or chicken out. 100 pushups? Could I manage that? “Come on, spectra,” Brucy egged me on. The students around started chanting for me to take it on. I shot Brucy a playful glare as I took my stance on the floor. Eva came alive in my ears immediately. “Do you think you could manage it?” It asked. I could pull fifty at a stretch, but I didn't know if I could go a hundred times without breaking. “Well, I'll help you,” Eva said, reading my thoughts. The dashboard appeared while I was about to take my prostrate stance. It read:“Agility points: 250”I tapped on it casually, so it wouldn't seem weird to
SPECTRAI turned. It was the camp director. Daphne jogged up to where we were. She was dressed in a black tracksuit and an equally black pair of sneakers. She had her hair wrapped into a bun and tied it with a scarf in an ancient dojo style.“You should do it since you're playing devil's advocate,” she shrugged. I looked around, everyone stared at me to see if I would take up the challenge or chicken out. 100 pushups? Could I manage that? “Come on, spectra,” Brucy egged me on. The students around started chanting for me to take it on. I shot Brucy a playful glare as I took my stance on the floor. Eva came alive in my ears immediately. “Do you think you could manage it?” It asked. I could pull fifty at a stretch, but I didn't know if I could go a hundred times without breaking. “Well, I'll help you,” Eva said, reading my thoughts. The dashboard appeared while I was about to take my prostrate stance. It read:“Agility points: 250”I tapped on it casually, so it wouldn't seem weird to
SPECTRAI shook my head. Would these guys ever be a thing of the past for me? I wondered. They turned as soon as they noticed our presence. He looked surprised to see me, which meant he wasn't expressly here for me. He looked at me and then, at my friends with me. He exchanged glances with his boys and they filed out of the room, careful to not come in contact with me. I wanted to shut the door and beat the living hell out of them, but I refrained. I wasn't sure I'd be able to handle the questions afterward. When they'd all gone, we turned to Daniel who stood, dusting his pants and shirts. “What happened here?” Brucy asked. He shrugged. I detested his attitude so much that I found myself questioning why they had to bunk him with us, and I wished they'd touched him a little before our arrival. “They followed me from the common room,” he spoke up as he sat on his bed. “Why?” Kalidor asked, resting his arm against the door. “They wanted me to give them a silver piece I'd thrown while
SPECTRAIt beeped again rapidly. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but everybody was occupied with finding the common room. The dashboard popped up and it read:“New system task, due tomorrow. Location: Emerald Lake.”Some mischief was bound to happen in camp, but I didn't expect it to happen this soon. Everyone started clearing out of the dining hall. I was made to join them in leaving, but someone called me back.“Spectra!” It was Daphne, she was holding the edge of a sink and beckoned on me to come help her level it on a table. “You know my name?” I asked in surprise. She chuckled. “I handed everyone their camp charter and their name tag remember?” She explained. “Besides, your name is not very common and is memorizable,” she added with a wink. I laughed then, letting myself calm down. I thought in panic for a moment, that she was somebody from the old spectra's memory that I couldn't recognize. I didn't want any suspicion that would lead to my cover being blown. I h
Rick looked at the others. With trepidation, he picked up the phone. “Have you found him?” The hoarse voice called from the other end. “Yes,” Rick responded swiftly, eager to please. “Very good,” The Man responded. “But you know the plan right?”“Yes Sir!” Rick replied instantly. “Good. Find out if it's here. I don't want no stories,” he warned. Rick and the boys nodded amongst themselves. They had to find it and find him. They couldn't afford to fail.—— ——SPECTRA“Where exactly is Treasure Ridge?” Kalidor muttered beside me. I scanned the houses for any sign of the name labeled at the door. “There!” Brucy pointed to a house at the far right. Kalidor, Benjamin, Brucy, and I trudged with our luggage to the cabin. The night had fallen, but the whole place still looked lit due to the lights provided by the camp. We got into the cabin. The lights were on and two boys were there already. Why did I not find it surprising that Daniel, the randy boy from the bus was part of our cabin? H
SPECTRAYou've got to be kidding me.All four boys from the safe that night sat there whispering something to themselves. Slowly, Rick’s eyes looked up and found mine. He tapped his friends and pointed in my direction. They looked at me with a devilish glee in their eyes and mischief written on their faces. I sighed and rubbed my temples wearily. Not again, I sighed again.“Spectra?” Smoke’s voice called from across the circle where we sat. “Are you okay?” She had a concerned, desperate-to-please look in her eyes. She probably thought I was still upset with her. Kalidor, Silyn, Ai Fei, Benjamin, and Brucy also turned to me at the moment.“Yeah,” I said with a casual wave. “My head just hurts a little from the spinning on the bus,” I muttered. They gave understanding nods, and Kalidor gave me some water to take my own medicine with. I took it and smiled graciously, allowing them to slowly turn away from their scrutiny of me and back to the discussion. I turned back to them and they sti
SPECTRAI stood there dumbfounded, staring at her. She looked at me with her eyes widened like she'd just seen a ghost. “Spectra?” Smoke pestered, wearing a curious look on her face. “Oh, it's um, it's just a talk show I'm listening to,” I managed to say. She didn't look like she believed a word I said.“Hello? Eva Marcel on tonight's show?” I spluttered, turning my ears to reveal an earpiece situated in my ear. Nothing was playing in it, but I hoped she would buy it.She looked disbelievingly at me for a second, and then she took the earpod from me and put it in her ears. I closed my eyes tight because I knew any moment from now she'd uncover the lie to its very root. But when I opened it, she was listening to something. I tapped the other piece on my left ear and crazily enough, an actual talk show was going on. It took me only a second to recognize the voice speaking. It was Eva, my machine assistant. It had split its voice to sound like three distinct speakers and it seemed lik
SPECTRASmoke looked at me incredulously, in a disturbing manner. I went over to her seat, and even as I made my move, she didn't seem to see or notice me coming towards her. “Smoke? Are you alright?” I asked, searching for any sign of bodily harm. She jerked then as if she was in a coma all this while. “Smoke?” I pestered. She shook her head frantically. “Yes? What were you saying?”“I was asking if you're okay,” I responded. “Okay? Of course not! Nobody on this bus is okay,” she forced a laugh. I laughed too, but I didn't believe that was all. Something was wrong about her disposition, but I couldn't quite wrap my hands around it.“you’re sure?” I pestered. “Jesus, Spectra!” Smoke rolled her eyes at me. “I said I'm fine. You don't need to be my knight in shining armor. Not this time, at least.”I chuckled at her witty remarks, but still raised my eyebrows in askance. She scowled and opened her mouth to speak, but I stopped her from saying anything more. I raised my hands in moc