Fan Fiction ❯ Flight Over Fire ❯ Taskete? ( Chapter 1 )

Well lovelies are you enjoying yourselves? Despite the fact that it was far past my bedtime, we sat at a table by the door drinking hot chocolate and my god was that the hardest decision ever I proclaim that I will never go to star bucks again! Why must one have so many choices for hot chocolate? We all know how they make it.

Hot water, package mix it's not secret! Rhys insisted we spend 3 $'s a piece on a small or excuse me "tall" glass no plastic cup of hot chocolate. Don't get me wrong it tasted great, after all. I think the last time I had anything to eat or drink was, well I don't remember but this was really good!

We actually chatted sipping the insanely hot, hot chocolate. We didn't think it was going to be so hot when we got it, thusly; Rhys took a big drink and ended up spitting it out all over the cashier because it was so hot. That needless to say, was a mess.

I wont be surprised if she ends up with 3rd degree burns that chocolate was so hot. We decided to take a window seat and wait for it to cool, eating some random cookies we decided to get those being filled with whatever they were filled with. Rhys made a mess.

I'm going to sigh now ok? This kid really needs to learn to slow DOWN lazily stirring the hot chocolate; I wished I had brought something. Morphine, LSD or something,

Then what I heard didn't surprise me at all. No it wasn't Rhys doing something stupid.

People were screaming at the top of their lungs, I looked out the window and saw them jump to the side of the street.

"Holy shit!" I heard Rhys say and he jumped up onto the squishy chair he was sitting in, well I guess you would call it more of a bench than a squishy chair. I expected a crazed life size garden gnome, but that wasn't the case, wondering in came a panther. Black silky and smooth "Sir" one of the buss boys poked at me from behind. "What?"

This was starting to annoy me I hated being touched. He did it again I grabbed his finger and looking him in the eye I stated. "Don't, touch me." "Sir." He gulped, "What?" I said and let go of his now throbbing finger I'm sure. "Is. Is the panther yours?"

I looked at it, and suspected it being one of those things that weren't really there. Like Kettai, "what panther?" I wasn't going to be crazy.

"The one standing right in front of you." He was stuttering in his speech. Rhys nodded in agreement, "I, I don't mean to be rude sir but panthers, are against the law to, to, keep as pets." The panther was eyeing him most annoyed, I thought it would be funny to play along with the 'I don't see him act' " Have you gone mad?" I said.

Other people in the open late night star bucks stared at me, "Im telling you." I looked at his name tag awkwardly, "Joe, there's no panther." Now I don't know if that big cat was being annoyed with me or he was being annoyed at Joe, "Now sir, I assure you there is a panther right there."

"Ok, I give up there's a panther but he aint mine." He choked and Rhys smiled. "Then I guess we'll have to call the police." I looked at him "The police" he nodded, "San Francisco has police?" actually, I was really confused I didn't know they had police.

I've never seen them.

I new there was a prison some where around here but I heard it wasn't open, started with an A, I shrugged, "Now come on, it's just a big house cat." I petted the panther hopping, praying that it wouldn't bite my hand off, all it did was wish to be petted more, I couldn't' believe this! A panther roaming the streets of San Francisco, and it found me!

I really didn't' know what to feel about this, "Sir," he whispered into my ear the other employee's staying way behind the counter, "We would be most obliged if you took the panther out." The panther glared and I stood up. "You're telling me your afraid to do it yourself?" I smiled at him,

He rubbed his neck and said, "Well. Yes." I laughed at him and the panther walked around me in circles. There was no collar, no tags, no nothing on him. Rhys on the other hand was still standing on the bench chair type thing. "Alright." I said and crouched down by the panther. "Come on" petting both its ears I stood, "I've never seen such cowards."

I guess you could say that I would be playing the heero role here! I've never done that before, maybe this panther had something to do about the garden gnomes. "You coming Rhys?" I looked at him and stood he looked unsure, "Sure!" he bounced off the bench and we headed for the door and the people began clapping.

Don't ask me why, they just did, there lives are saved or something? We got to the door and were bombarded by police. "Oh." I said folding my arms, "I guess they do exist in San Francisco," Now don't get me wrong, I'm all up for that justice crap but I mean,

This panther probably has something to do with me.

Or Rhys, and it could have some answers, and I think I like so it's sticking around!
I glanced around the room and saw a back door. "Boy," the leader of there cop squad said. "Good job we'll take the panther from here." He had a smile on his face as if to congratulate me. "Or not" I grabbed Rhys and headed for the door. "Come on this way,"

The panther fallowed. Great, just fucking great, now I'm wanted for the police for keeping a wild animal. "Catch that boy!" we ran for I don't know how long dragging Rhys all the way, "In there!" I heard the voice in my head and we ended up following the panther into a local abandoned wear house.

Rhys collapsed to the floor breathing heavily. And what I saw freaked me out! He turned into a human! The panther turned into a human! (A hot human) he was human! I fell to the floor along side Rhys. He was wear a pair of beat up jeans and a long sleeved shirt,

Black. And his hair was WAY out of style, a Mohawk, and purple mind you, "Ok" he said and crouched down in front of me. "Don't freak out."

"EASY FOR YOU TO SAY" I said rather loudly, he had piercing virtually everywhere.

A normal San Francisco teen if you were to live here everyday. He was 6'2 at least.

He covered my mouth. And I shoved it away. "Don't!" Rhys sat up astonished.

"Look." He said quietly, "You can't keep talking loud."

"Why?" I said in an angry whisper. "He'll." He stopped mid sentence as the three of us looked at a shadow on the wall. My life was going to be very busy.

"Rave you've really out done yourself." A quiet voice, honestly I would have expected something a little more deep, but I guess I should stop expecting things.

He stepped forward, long black hair hung over his shoulders, mercury colored eyes that seemed like the fog itself. "Raven." He growled. And tears fell from Rhy's face. His long black coat came to the floor. As did most long black coats worn by villains in a story.

"Rhys what's wrong?" I looked over to him and he was still.

But the tears didn't seem to stop flowing from his eyes.