Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

 

          Viviane looked at Billy with content eyes and then turned away. Billy glanced at her and disappeared into a counselor’s office. Mrs. Wack gave her the classes that she would be taking.

          “Do you know where you’re going?” she asked.

          “Um, no. I don’t.” Viviane answered.

          “Well…I have an idea. Billy!”

          Billy appeared out of the office and stood front and center. “Yes, Mrs. Wack?”

          “This is Viviane De Milo. She’s new here and needs somebody to guide her around.”

          Billy looked at Viviane and then back at the teacher. “And that somebody is gonna be me, right?” he said with a small smile. Mrs. Wack nodded and went away. “Alright, let’s go.”

         

          They walked slowly down the hall with Viviane admiring the walls and Billy admiring her transcript.

          “De Milo? Is that Italian?” he asked.

          “Huh? Oh, excuse me, I was just looking around.” she said with nervousness in her voice.

          “Yeah, it’s the middle of school spirit month. It gets crazy. Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t even introduce myself. Name’s Billy Batson.” he said, holding out his hand.

          She took it and said, “Oh, hello Billy. I am Viviane Kaylin De Milo. Nice to meet you.”

          “Likewise, Viviane. What school did you come from?” he asked.

          “Oh…I was, uh, home schooled.” she said. Billy noticed her shyness as when she wasn’t looking directly into his eyes or at his face at all.

          “Home schooled? That’s nice.” he answered. Viviane detected his shyness when he fumbled his fingers around. The two got to her classroom.

          “Well, here we are. Algebra. Hope you have fun here, Viviane. Look me up at lunch if you want. See you.” he said handing her back her transcript. She nodded and went into the class as he went to his own.

 

          The bell rang to go to lunch after two classes later. Viviane was pushed and shoved by the hordes of teenagers trying to get to the lunch lines first. Keeping a low profile, she went to the cafeteria and looked around. These people eat the nastiest foods! She thought And they don’t even care! Sighing, she walked between the rows of tables and trash bins.

          “Hey, Viviane!” she heard a familiar voice cry. She looked over and saw the familiar red shirt and blue jeans that had talked to her earlier in the day. Billy was waving her over with a smirk on his face. She made her way over there rather quickly and sat next to Billy.

          “Hi.” she said.

          “Hi.” he answered back.

          His companions, a younger boy wearing blue and a girl who looked exactly like Billy, each nodded towards her.

          “Oh, Viviane, this is Mary and Freddy” he introduced them “Mary, Freddy, this is Viviane.”

          “Hi there.” she said cheerfully.

          “Hello.” they both said.

          There was an awkward silence for a few minutes. Billy then broke the silence by saying, “So…Viviane…how old are you?”

          “I am, um, sixteen.” she said.

          “So am I. Actually, me and Mary over here are sixteen, isn’t that right?” Billy said, nodding to Mary. She nodded and looked back. Freddy just gave a slight smirk.

          “Um, I don’t mean to be rude,” said Viviane “But are you two, like, boyfriend and girlfriend?” Billy laughed and Mary’s eyes widened.

          “No, this loser isn’t my boyfriend!” Mary suddenly exclaimed.

          “Oh, I’m sorry! Did you two just break up?” Viviane asked again.

          “No…don’t worry, we get that a lot. Mary is my twin sister.” said Billy.

          “Oh, dear me! I had no idea!”

          “It’s ok. Besides, Freddy wants to have that idea.” Freddy opened his mouth to tell him off but just at that moment, the bell rang and everyone scattered. Freddy and Mary said their goodbyes and left.

          “What class do you have now?” asked Billy.

          “Oh! I, uh, have, History in E3.”

          “Oh nice. Do you know where it is?”

          “Um, yes. Yes, thank you.”

          “See you then.” Billy then waved her goodbye and left.

 

          Finally, school let out after a few hours. Viviane walked out of the school with her head hung low. Like all first days of school, this one sucked. She just wanted to get out of this city as soon as possible and go home to her belongings. With her arms crossed and head still down, she was about to step into the street and onto oncoming traffic, until an arm shot out and pulled her back onto the sidewalk.

          “Watch out, Viviane. Always look both ways.” Billy Batson slightly joked. Viviane’s heart was racing as she looked back up into Billy’s blue eyes. Eyes just like hers…she didn’t that humans would have those kinds of eyes…

          “Oh, dear! Forgive me, Billy! I wasn’t paying attention.” she apologized to him.

          “Hey, don’t worry. It happens.” he said back to her “Going home?”

          “Yeah…I guess so…”

          “Right now?”

          “Yes. Why?”

          “I just thought you’d like to take a walk around. But since you’re going-

          “I’d love to!” Viviane found herself yelling out. Billy looked surprised and smiled some. Leaving the school behind, they walked towards downtown Fawcett.

          “Got any family?” asked Billy.

          “Just my guardian, Lisa. She’s all I have on this planet.” Viviane answered, realizing just how much she missed her now, even though it had been six hours since she had last talked to her.

          “You’re speaking like an alien.” joked Billy.

          Viviane laughed nervously. “Yeah.”

          She followed Billy and talked with him about the city and how long he’s lived there. Although, he did had a lot of trouble getting his words out. Viviane chalked it up to nervousness, since she did the same thing.

          “Do your parents normally let you walk around with a girl?” asked Viviane. Billy looked away.

          “Um, I don’t have parents. They died when I was little.”

          “Oh dear, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”

          “No, it’s fine. You were going to know sooner or later. But we-“

          Suddenly, a huge explosion rocked downtown. Out of the smoke stepped a giant robot about five stories tall with a glass dome on the top. The robot didn’t have “hands” to speak of, but drills to apparently dig up whatever the pilot (if it had one) wanted. Its huge feet crushed cars as if they were twigs. Maybe if it was the city or just lucky timing, but the police were on the scene rather quickly. They fired their weapons to no avail and they too suffered the consequences. People running and screaming for their lives as the robot drilled into the ground in front of a large building. Viviane, from her vantage point, could see that the pilot was a small, bald man with unusually thick glasses and a rather large head. The whole time the man was smiling as asphalt and rock were being shredded by his maniacal machine. Viviane spun around and said, “Billy, what’s going o-?” The boy was nowhere to be found.

          “Billy???” she asked. The crunching of metal drove her attention back to the robot. She was extremely close to the drill site now. It was then that she decided to take action. There were a minimum of people now and those who were there were too busy with the robot. She sighed and spread out her wings.

 

          Viviane took to the sky and floated over the robot. Feeling her angel prowess in her, she fired an energy bolt at the metal behemoth. The attack only left a small dent in the robot. The pilot then quit the drilling and removal of a steel box and turned its attention to Viviane. The man in the dome smiled and shot a missile at the angel, who dodged it with great ease. Smiling even harder now, he shot a barrage of missiles at the flying angel.

          “Oh dear…!” she said as the she dodged the first few. Then, out of nowhere, one of the missiles exploded behind her. The blast knocked her out of the air and towards the ground. As she fell, she saw the man laughing evilly as a second blast exploded right next to her, sending her flying. Viviane fluttered in and out of consciousness as she hurtled towards a nearby skyscraper. She waited for the glass to rip her to pieces when, suddenly, she stopped. An arm was felt across her midsection; very muscular arm to be exact. Her vision was still blurry but she made out the outline of her rescuer. He was wearing the most ridiculous jumpsuit…

 

          “Are you okay, ma’am?” the man asked.

          “Y-um-yeah…I think…” said Viviane. She was speechless as he looked up into the square face of his and into…into…the most familiar blue eyes…

          “Don’t worry. I’ll handle this.” he said. He floated down as Viviane suddenly remembered the situation. She was gently laid on the sidewalk as the man waved her away.

          For an Earth man…he’s pretty cute. But why did he have to wear such attire? I mean, red spandex?

          She then noticed the cape that was two sizes too small, even for a superhero’s standard. The yellow sash around his waist was just stupid but then she noticed the large, golden lightning bolt insignia sprawled triumphantly across his chest. A symbol that proves somebody’s power even before a fight. But his most important feature was his face. Just a moment ago, his was smiling brightly and warmly at her. His expression now was of anticipation and duty. He flew up above the robot and crossed his arms. The machine seized and turned around, looking up at the floating man. The pilot in the cockpit cursed something in audible at the man. He flung the drill hand at him in a wide arc. The man caught the drill in his hands and stopped the spinning motion. A loud pop came out and smoke came from the drill, which now hung by a single wire. The flying man smiled and smashed in the glass dome which surrounded the pilot. He then picked him by his collar and held him up.

          “Curses! Foiled again!” said the bald man.

          “Doctor Sivana! Don’t you know that in Fawcett City, crime doesn’t pay?”

          “I’ll get you back, you Big Red Cheese!!”

          “Whatever, dude.” The man gave him up to the police.

          “Thanks a lot, Captain Marvel!” yelled one of the officers as the red suited flyer made his departure.

          An awed Viviane looked up, watching him fly away.

          “Captain Marvel…” she said as she smiled a bit. Viviane looked around, saw that no one was around and then quickly teleported away.

 

 

Reviews

[raining]

First I noticed how the narrative is fairly smooth, that is your "voice" is good. that is important. Though, as I read the story I found inconsistant those transitions from scenes.

I like the idea of angels, coming from the moon, which gives a nice magical aspect to the story, but i didn't like the robot for some reason. I think your writing is good and like I said, the voice is consistant throughout the story so that isn't a problem. Having confidence to stay in the "minor key"...by that I mean to keep the relationships opening up, like the Billy Batson charactor and the other charactors would work to your advantage, especially in a longer work which this is.

I could be wrong, I am just a fellow writer so I may be way off about this, but its as though your stream of consciousness took a side track. The angel idea is good, but to add captain marvel and robot scene leaves me wondering what and where the angel motif went to.

Don't take this as big criticism, because i liked what you wrote and you have good ability so well, I will leave it at that. thanks raining