File 02: StrangeA Chapter by Nichole AngelaRIIIIIINNNGGG! My peaceful sleep was destroyed
by my freaking alarm clock. I angrily slammed my hand to the
head of the mechanical chicken that was hovering beside my bed. It was jumping
and flapping its metal wings like a freak. It is shouting with a very sharp
ringing voice that slowly drills a hole on your eardrums. Though the moment that my hand
slapped into its power censor, which is located at its head, it immediately
shut up and calmed. Even though it was already off,
the sound that it makes still rings within my ear. Anyway, I'm still sleepy so
I decided to sleep again. Just when I am nearing the edge
to being asleep, I nearly jumped out of bed when it rang again after a few
seconds. It was as a deja vu just occurred. While it was busy shouting its
mechanical lungs out, I stretched my arm to its direction while I was still lying
on my comfortable bed. I grabbed the noisy chicken effortlessly. I faced the
back of the chicken to my eyes before making a smooth vertical swipe on its
back. A holographic window suddenly popped in front of me. That window contains the settings
of the weird alarm clock. When I scanned it, my eyes landed on the Repeat
Settings. One sentence of frustration
slipped from my mouth "Ugh...She changed the settings again." The new settings states: "Repeat alarm as many times
as long as my brother goes backs to sleep." "Wow..." I whispered. I
salute her in these kind of things. You see, it takes a skilled technician to
hack the original settings of alarm clocks like this (the new definition of
technician nowadays: hacker). She is really gifted in repairing
gadgets or hacking systems even at a young age (envy strikes...huh? It's
n-nothing never mind!). It was flailing on my hand but I
didn't pay so much attention to it. Something on the back of my mind tells me
to look at the time so I followed what my instincts whispers. The weird chicken is choking from
my deathly grip but I don't mind (cold hearted mode). I gaped as I stared at
the time. 7:30am "Oh...my...God!" I
threw the blankets away as I said the last word. I quickly jumped out of bed
but one unfortunate event ruined my morning other than oversleeping. Due to adrenaline rush, I didn't
noticed that a part of the blanket fell down to the floor. Then...I tripped. I
fell down and my face buried itself on the cold floor. I moaned and lazily yawned before
saying: "Good morning world..." ~File 02:
Strange~ Other than tripping after waking
up, my morning was normal. Though throughout that time, my sister didn't stop
teasing me about my clumsiness. ARF! ARF! I flinched as a small Shih Tzu
dog suddenly started licking my feet. "Good morning
Andrew..." I patted the head of my pet dog, Andrew. Don't be fooled
though. Although he looks like a normal cute stufftoy, he is actually a robot
dog. Other than having supernatural speed and strength, he is normal. Trust me,
he can be a great bodyguard at times. Before me and my sister left for
school, I made sure that I fed Andrew. He barked happily as I waved goodbye at
him (Back then, I didn't know that I would miss my dog for years). Me and my sister rode a car to
school for 20 minutes. From the window, I can see the view of the city. Tall
buildings and other structures were scattered all over the city. Humans and
bio-humans alike walks in the city streets. Oh I forgot to mention that we are
now traveling by air. Yeah, driving cars in midair. Traffic was no longer a
problem because the drive ways are now suspended mid air. We arrived at school at exactly
8:30am. Just in time before being considered as latecomers. Inside our classroom, several
high tech planes, realistic human models (no, not those im the magazines. What
I mean is human anatomy), students playing video games, and geeks reading books
(er--Book that has videos at each scene and interactive activities). My sister and I seated ourselves
at the last row of the room after being greeted by fellow classmates. As our teacher entered our
classroom, the lights automatically dimmed. At the same time, the students
quickly ran to their seats. "Good morning class, today
we will be studying about the industrial history of our country." A flat screen TV slowly went down
from the ceiling (Cool...The TV is cool but the lesson is not). "Not again..." I
whispered in protest. This is one of the most boring and sleepy activities at
class. Not to mention that the topic adds to the dullness of the activity. I grabbed something from my bag
to entertain myself while our teacher continues to talk in front. 30 minutes later... I am busy solving a 15 sided mini
Rubik's cube in my hands when our teacher suddenly called me. I quickly rose up
to my feet to answer my teacher. "Uh...what's the question
again ma'am?" I asked. "I'm asking what CPH is and
what do they do." she said. "O-oh..." Even without
listening to the teacher, I completely knows this. "CPH stands for CONFIDENTIAL
PRISON HUNTERS. They were a group of people that are assigned to handle top
class cases. Although they are well known, no one is still able to catch a
glimpse of them." Our teacher adjusted her glasses
before she spoke "Good. You may sit down." I sighed when I sat on my chair
while my sister just smiled at me. *** During recess, my sister DID treat me but she was too clever and I got tricked. She gave me a single petty
burger. "Umm..." I tried to
react but she interrupted me. "No more buts. I treated
you. Now shut up." "But!" "Sssh!" "......" to avoid a
commotion, I decided to keep my mouth shut just as he said. Oh well... *** After classes, my sister got
called by a teacher outside. Due to my overprotective mode (even though she
doesn't have the nicest personality, she is still my sister that
why...Ayiiieh!), when she did not returned within 20 minutes, I decided to look
for her. I went around the school. Even at
the halls, rooms, labs and even under the closets and desks (just to be sure),
but she is nowhere to be found. Soon, I decided to go out of the school grounds
to look for her. I finally found her in one of the
shallow alleys on the street. The problem is, she is with a man clad in a black
jacket. Due to the hood, it prevented me from seeing the guy's face. I ducked behind a wall nearby to
eavesdrop in their conversation (I'm a bad kid and I'm guilty) but I
accidentally bumped through and old fat man who scolded me for bumping into
him. That simple commotion caused me them to realize my presence. I froze when she turned to look
at me. Her eyes were emotionless and dull. As if she was hypnotized or
something. Her cold stare froze me to my position. That's when I felt a man's hand
cover mouth. He was wearing a black hood and is standing behind me. When the
wind passed by, his open jacket revealed a silver emblem with three letters on
it. The three letters that were
engraved are: CPH At that time, I didn't know that those men will change our lives forever... (Yeah I know this is fast paced
but life at this age is also fast paced so it fits. Do not complain.) © 2012 Nichole Angela |
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