Date: Sat, 20 May 2000 02:18:49 EDT
From: Morbddream@aol.com
Subject: Crimson Tears - 2

Disclaimer: Too young, leave. Illegal where you are, leave. Sine you
won't, anyway .. don't get in trouble cause of me. Copyright is mine,
ask me if you happen to want to distribute it.


Note: I'm counting the Intro as Chapter 1. I guess my story was placed
 in sci-fi, instead of boybands. I guess I should've mentioned a boy
band, or two, huh? : )  Thats a good thing, though. Easier to make
characters up, than try to place their real personalities on em. Hope
you enjoy it without the *hotties.* The real ones, anyway. ; )


Crimson Tears
Chapter 2: The Fear

	Welcome back. Where was I? Thats right, thank you. Shall we
continue?


	Growing up believing in the super powers had it's
disadvantages. Any mortal beings told they could become a super power
usually worked themselves to the brink, and died from over doing it. "You
aren't like the rest. You came here when told you could become a super
power, instead of trying to become one yourself.  I promise you won't die
like the others." He was looking at me strangely. It almost looked like
there was a longing in his eyes.  What did he want from me?  "What color
represents fear?" He asked, suddenly. "Excuse me?" "I asked 'what color
represents fear'?" "I was always told it's black." I stated. "I thought
so. Your eyes do show all emotion. We really have to work on getting you
comfortable here.  Those black eyes of yours are just a little freaky." He
sure did smile a lot. "Now, will you be training here?" He asked. He had
that longing in his eyes again. "I'd like a tour before I decide, if it's
not too much trouble." I responded. I was sure I would pick this center. It
was almost like he already knew me.

	He showed me around the center. Every detail was explained. We
walked down a huge, decorated hall. It was full of pictures of past
students that achieved great power. There were two empty spots, larger than
the others. "What goes there?" I asked, pointing at one of the empty
spaces. "That is where the pictures of the two super powes will go." He
responded. "I talked to a seer, and he told me I would train two of them,
so I reserved those spots for their portraits. Soon, you will be in one of
them." I still didn't believe I could become a super power. It was
impossible! He looked into my eyes and asked, "Whats wrong?"  "What? Oh,
nothing." "Your eyes are black again. You're scared of something, aren't
you? Whats wrong?" He had a concerned look on his face. "I've always been
shy." I said, blushing. "I blush easily, too. I guess I'm just a little
scared about how everyone will treat me. They may become jealous ..." He
interupted me. "No, no. no. They won't be jealous. They'll believe it as
much as you do. They will, however, do their best to help you reach your
goal. They all know having a future super power as a friend is a good
thing." He gave a slight smirk, and began walking again.

	He showed me everything about this center. Everything. It was hard
to take it all in.  The dining hall, the gym, the training rooms. Our last
stop was the room that I would be using during my stay here. It was
beautiul. Tapestries decorated the colorful room. Two gargoyles were
perched on either side of the door, guarding the entrance. "Are those
real?" I asked. "Huh? Oh, the gargoyles. Of course they are. They'll come
to life anytime someone comes in the room. Just tell them it's ok, and
they'll back down. They'll hold the person to the floor for a few minutes,
to give you a chance to decide. Then, my friend, it's over for the
intruder. Very messy. I hope you're a light sleeper." He ended this with a
chuckle. "Will they attack me?" "No, they're magically connected to your
soul. They know where you are at every moment. If they like you enough,
they'll follow you everywhere. I have only one student that is followed by
his gaurdians.  He treats them like friends, not like guards."

	We walked back to his office, and he once again asked me, with the
longing in his eyes: "Will you be joining us?" "I'd like to sleep on
it. Stay for one night here, and see how quiet it is." "Good idea. Tommorow
you can watch the activities, and classes, then decide. Bright and early."
I nodded, we said our good-nights, and I headed to my room. I had the best
nights sleep I had ever had. It was almost like bliss. I later learned he
demanded that all students keep quiet that night. I thought it was amusing,
as well as very nice of him to do that for me. One question lingered in my
mind, though: Why did he care for me so much? He had only known me for a
few hours.

	I awoke to bright sunlight pouring into my room, and a cry for
help. My gargoyle friends had pinned my wake up call to the floor, and were
about to tear his head off. "Stop!" I yelled.  They looked at me, with a
sadness on their faces, and reluctantly climbed off of the poor boy.  They
crawled up the pillars they perched on, their tails curling around
them. They were identical . The boy stood up, brushed himself off, and gave
me a very angry look. "I'm sorry about that.  My first time having
gargoyles protect me, and I guess I just don't know how to turn them off."
I stated. Holding his angry look: "It's ok. Just tell them not to attack
the wake up call. They know what that means. Oh yeah, time to get up." I
chuckled at his remark. "Thanks, but I am up..." His face twisted into that
of a monster. Fangs extended from his mouth, and his hands transformed into
claws. "Don't patronize me!" He roared. "When I deliver a message to
someone, I expect them to accept it with a thanks, and a tip. No remarks. I
am not an idiot, I know you're up!" "Whoa, now. Calm down! I'm sorry!
Damn." My eyes were bright red. They were so red, I was seeing just
that. He looked into them, and something popped into my head. I suddenly
knew how to control my emotions, and my eyes flashed. They turned their
natural color. He stared into my blue glowing eyes. He lost himself
completely. He was standing there, now back in his human form, in a
trance. He walked up behind the boy. "What going on here?" He asked. I kept
my eyes locked on the boys. "He's lost in my past. He can't breathe if I do
not. He can't move if I do not. He is in my power." I waved my hand, and he
turned toward him. His fangs came out in full force, his hands changed to
claws. He raised his hand, and swiped at him. He dodged it, and
disappeared. He suddenly reappeared in my room, only to find me laughing my
ass off. He had a look of complete fear on his face. His face twisted into
an odd smile. "Good one."  Was all he said.

	I finally got out of bed, and kindly asked him to leave. The boy
was still in his trance. I chuckled, and walked up to him. I looked at him,
taking in every detail of his body.  His red hair seemed to burn like the
hottest fire. His cat like eyes were locked on me. I knelt down, and my
eyes turned a dark purple. They flashed, and he was out of his
trance. "Wha? What happened?" He was completely lost. I chuckled again, and
said "Never, ever look into my eyes."  I winked, and ushered him out of my
room. The picture of his body stayed in my mind. He was, I guessed, about 3
years younger than me. Seventeen was a young age for someone to have
developed their powers as much as he had. I had just discovered one of mine
and it took me twenty years to do it!

	After a quick shower, I decided to go to his office and see where I
go for what. When I got there I knocked. There was no answer. I knocked
again, but still got no answer. I pushed open the door and saw his chair
facing away from the door. There was someone in it, slouched over the
side. I slowly walked over, and pulled the chair around. There sat my wake
up call with a mischevious grin on his face. "What are you doing?" I
asked. "You'll see." He said, holding his grin. I cocked an eyebrow, and
thought I should get away from that chair before I get blamed. I sat in one
of the chairs in the corner, as he turned the chair away from me, and
continued working. Suddenly he shot off the chair, and dashed over to one
of the chairs in the opposite corner.

	He walked through the door, glanced at me, then at my wake up
call. "Good. You're both here." He walked over to the chair, and turned it
around. It was then I saw it. A thin silver string tied to the leg of the
red swivel chair. I followed it to the ceiling, and there was a silver
pail. I knew what was going to happen, and quickly took my eyes off the
bucket. I kept a look of innocence the entire time, trying not to laugh
when the water hit. He was furious. The water turned to steam, and it rose
from his body. "Come here, Ryan." When he said this, I saw fear overtake
the young man. He slowly stood, and walked to the desk. "Excuse me," I
said, "come here for a sec." Ryan was glad for the distraction, and walked
over to me. "Remember what I said about never looking into my eyes?" I
asked. He quickly took his eyes off of mine, and said "Yes, but whats your
point?" "I want you to look into my eyes for a sec. I won't hurt you, I
promise." His eyes slowly moved to mine. They were locked once again. My
eyes turned gold. He was filled with courage, and turned towards him. My
eyes were vibrating. Pulsating the color of bravery through every vein.

	"Ryan, you know the punishment for such an act. I'm getting tired
off all your pranks!"  He said with a frown. The punishment was a mental
drain. In this state Ryan felt nothing.  Instead, I felt everything. He put
his hands on either side of Ryans head. They started to glow a blood red. A
surge of pain rushed through my head. The pian overtook my,and I couldn't
move.  When he finished, the trance broke, and Ryan slowly turned towards
me. He had a look in his eyes I had never seen. It was a combonation of
fear, thanks, and one emotion I couldn't place.  I tried, but he was hiding
it. He wasn't trying to hide it, but I believe he was taught to hide
 that emotion when he was looking a a man.

	"I'm sorry you had to see that, Jake." He said flatly. "Ryan, take
him to room 304.  Thats a good place to start." Ryan nodded once, and
walked over to me. "Follow me, please."  I stood, and followed him out into
the hall. I shut the door behind me, and immediatly he turned, and hugged
me tightly. His head was buried in my chest. He was crying. "Thank you.
Thank you so much. I don't know what you did to me, but I didn't feel
anything." He didn't know I felt it. I intended to keep it that way. "I
just took all your pain away, and replaced it with courage." I told him. My
head was stil pounding from the drain. I knew I couldn't keep from showing
my pain for long. "I need to stop by my room real quick." "Ok, make sure
you call those gargoyles off this time!" I chuckled slightly, and walked
off towards my room. I winced in pain as i turned. I moved too fast, and
the pain worsened. He saw this, and knew immediatly what I had done. He
frowned, and walked next to me to my room.

	"Why did you do that?" He asked, after I stopped my friends. "Why
did I do what?" I asked, opening the bag I had brought. "Why did you take
my pain? I could've handled it!" "I didn't want to see you in any pain. I
don't know why, really, considering you were going to rip me to shreds
earlier." He blushed, and turned away from me. " S .. Sorry about that."
"Hey, thats ok." I smiled warmly. He looked at me, showing all of those
emotions again. I tried, but couldn't find that last one. I was interupted
by a loud crash, and a scream. I ran out the door, followed by Ryan, and
headed for the direction of the noise. What I saw brought my eyes to a
glowing black. The black vibrated through every vein, like the bravery
earlier. Only it was flowing through every vein in my body.

To be continued ...
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for any typos up there. I'm tired right now, and probably won't comb
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