Rewriting: Tokokyohi Preview~

Tokokyohi 

     We were running; sprinting away from the Altair, an enemy gang. Alice took lead and headed for the sewers. Right before I went inside I armed myself with a baton and a flash light. “Alice,” I said, “I think they’re following us.” “Agreed,” She said in a whisper, “Turn all light off.” I did as told. Now it was completely pitch black. We heard footsteps coming closer, than halt. “Alice, Zeta?” The shadowed figure spoke, “It’s me, Rani.” We turned our flash lights back on to see Rani in front of us. “I-I thought you were one of the Altair,” I stammered. I was still shaken by the last couple days. I looked at her, her dark brown hair was pulled up and her pale skin contrasted with the darkening surroundings. I looked at Alice, she was smiling, but behind it I could tell she was worried about my health. I had been inside the Altair’s base for over a week now. If it wasn’t for the fact I lived alone, my parents may have sent out an amber alert. The faint echo of footsteps could be heard behind us and I spin the baton in my hands. “Homo infirmus est sed fortis est populus.” Alice and Rani nodded as we prepared for what will most likely be a fight.

||Days earlier|| 

     I was sitting at the lunch tables when I was hugged from behind. “Hey Lissa, how are you?” “Hey bro,” She spoke in a happy tune. “Why so happy?” Lissa released me from her grip and sat next to me. “Cause I can come over this weekend, silly. Don’t you remember inviting me?” “Oh, must have slipped my mind,” I said jokingly. “Don’t sound so excited,” She said sarcastically. “Got it, but really, it’ll be fun,” I chuckled. Tomorrow is Friday, my second to favorite day. Little did I know was that tomorrow would be the day I meet the man who flips all of my worlds upside down.

||Tokokyohi|| 

     I was sitting in front of my desk, feet on the table, when I heard a crash from the kitchen. I grabbed my collapsible baton and ran towards the resonating sound. I stopped dead at the door. Two males were standing at one end; a metal pan next to one’s foot. Through the whole scene I was calm, I didn’t budge or make eye contact to challenge them. “How did you enter this base?” I stated calmly. “We followed you,” One grunted, he was tall and bulky. I turned my gaze to the other; he was short and didn’t seem to be a threat. “I meant as in, how exactly did you enter into the base?” Their masks had birds on it, the signature of the Altair. The smaller one’s mask seemed to have a hawk on it, “Why should we tell you? We may need it for a future date.”His voice was kind of, nice sounding. 

     Suddenly the bigger of the two lunged at me with a fist raised. I leapt backwards and readied myself for the next assault. I grunted when I saw the many broken tiles under him, “Strong one aren’t ya?” I got up and lunged at, I side stepped, spun my baton and hit him behind the knee. He leaned forward some from the impact and I elbowed him right in the back. With that the hulk of a male crumpled onto the floor. I glanced over when I saw movement in my peripherals. The other boy took out a small box-like gun and pointed it at me. “Well then,” I coughed awkwardly at this stand still. The smaller male took no time in pulling its trigger. I lost control of all body control. I collapsed, quivering, and saw the two looking over me. “That wasn't as hard as the boss said it would be,” the smaller boy stated in his melodic. The bulky male looked at the other, “What now?” “Now, we make him swallow Rose’s little pill,” the petite male said, was he smiling under his mask? I stuttered, but got my words out, “Ubicumque sum ego redeo semper patriae.” 

     They looked at me strangely as if I has spoken gibberish, then the bulkier pinned my head down and opened my mouth. The smaller male straddled my chest and said, “Bon appétit.” He took something from a vest pocket and dropped it in my mouth. The larger male snapped my mouth closed as I struggled to release myself. I could feel the pill dissolving in my mouth and refused to swallow. But soon, I felt my instincts kick in, and I swallowed to not suffocate myself. I looked at the two in horror through my mask holes. As they kept me pinned down, I could feel myself slowly losing my grasp on the world, fading into nothingness, mere dreamless sleep. Drugged sleep.

So, I hope you have enjoyed your preview. By the way, yes the things Zeta is saying is in Latin. The Tokokyohi teaches all it's members how to speck, write, and read Latin.