02-01-2017, 12:49 PM
Jay found his foot tapping along with the music. He mouthed the words along with Methos. They hadn't played his favorite song yet, but Jay had all night. He longed for a refill of the beer but was content to wait till the show was over. Maybe go to some bar afterward and sample the kinds of lagers he'd only ever heard about. Definitely ditch creepy red haired guy. Hell, maybe he'd ask Nox and his two buddies if they knew a good place. Maybe go out together. The last time Jay hung out with civvies was the first weekend back in Iowa after leaving the marines. Course, he didn't remember most of that weekend, but point was, it'd been a while.
Human. He found himself thinking about the word Nox used during one of the songs. Yeah they were human. It was totally normal. But these men, men like Vanders, like Nox, like Ascendancy, they weren't the same. Some child chess prodigy was human, but only a fool would say the average guy was in the same league with one. They were different. Dangerous, definitely. Jay understood the hesitancy and fear that the news sources were all discussing. He'd seen the videos on the internet. If Nox had a shred of the Ascendancy's powers, what was stopping him from melting down the auditorium? From melting down a man?
Shake it off. He was being paranoid for no reason. Nothing was going on. Maybe the noise was getting to him. It was loud in there. Dark. Crowded. Maybe a concert was a bad idea. Maybe.
Then the lights died. They were left with an eerie green glow casting poisonous color over the crowd. The sound crackled like lightning and thousands of people held their breath. Jay tensed to attention, waiting for something to happen. Nox moved, Methos stopped playing, and then there was the scream.
His neck snapped toward the noise, and along with Nox, and others, he began to push his way out of the row toward the aisle. But everyone else seemed to have the same idea. That one lone scream sparked panic and any subsequent ones were lost in the noise of a panicked mob.
Bodies bumped into him. Although bigger and stronger, he navigated the sea by hopping rows, climbing over the backs of chairs and reaching the aisle where he knew the teenie bopper girl had been sitting.
His foot hit something, wedged. He fell forward, bracing himself on the seats for impact, but his hands found something besides cement and cushions. It was squishy. That was for sure.
A body. The body guard.
He looked around. By the light of panicked Wallet screens jostling as everyone stumbled over each other, he searched for the girl.
Human. He found himself thinking about the word Nox used during one of the songs. Yeah they were human. It was totally normal. But these men, men like Vanders, like Nox, like Ascendancy, they weren't the same. Some child chess prodigy was human, but only a fool would say the average guy was in the same league with one. They were different. Dangerous, definitely. Jay understood the hesitancy and fear that the news sources were all discussing. He'd seen the videos on the internet. If Nox had a shred of the Ascendancy's powers, what was stopping him from melting down the auditorium? From melting down a man?
Shake it off. He was being paranoid for no reason. Nothing was going on. Maybe the noise was getting to him. It was loud in there. Dark. Crowded. Maybe a concert was a bad idea. Maybe.
Then the lights died. They were left with an eerie green glow casting poisonous color over the crowd. The sound crackled like lightning and thousands of people held their breath. Jay tensed to attention, waiting for something to happen. Nox moved, Methos stopped playing, and then there was the scream.
His neck snapped toward the noise, and along with Nox, and others, he began to push his way out of the row toward the aisle. But everyone else seemed to have the same idea. That one lone scream sparked panic and any subsequent ones were lost in the noise of a panicked mob.
Bodies bumped into him. Although bigger and stronger, he navigated the sea by hopping rows, climbing over the backs of chairs and reaching the aisle where he knew the teenie bopper girl had been sitting.
His foot hit something, wedged. He fell forward, bracing himself on the seats for impact, but his hands found something besides cement and cushions. It was squishy. That was for sure.
A body. The body guard.
He looked around. By the light of panicked Wallet screens jostling as everyone stumbled over each other, he searched for the girl.
Only darkness shows you the light.