Fate

chapter 5- fate

' You see that tall one over there? thats the chrysler building'. I was showoing Apocalypse what little I remembered of NYC, which was the tallest sky-scrapers, and the fastest routes to them without being seen. Seriously, the girl hafnt been out much. Actually, she hadnt been out at all, being a test tube baby, born and raised in the institute, before they gave her superpowers and made her severely dyslexic at the same time. I could read a sentence at a glance, but Apocalypse needed a few minutes to read a billboard. Like the one we were perched on now. The sun was setting. 'Mmmhmm' Apocalypse replied to me, taking all this in.

'Hey Apocalypse?' I asked her,'why did you want to leave the institute? I mean, you were born there, were obidient, were tuning out exactly how they wanted you to-' ' no I wasnt' she interrupted me.' AS an answer to your question, when I was ten I overheard two of the scientists talking about me. They said that I was a complete failure of an experiment, that my powers were programmed wrong, that my intellect was severely hampered by the dyslexia. One said that I was slated for termination once they were through researching me'. A pained expression crossed her face before she looked away from me, and continued, her voice tinged with bitter sadness. ' So I guess thats what I am. A failure, A reject, a lost cause.' she closed her eyes to stop herself crying, but a single tear leaked down her cheek.
' You. Have. Absolutely NO IDEA WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT!!!' I snapped. 'Huh?' she exclaimed in surprise, and also almost  fell off the billboard. 'Youre not a reject and youre not a lost cause. Youre just you. Dont let them tell you who or what you are. theres no what, you just are. What gives them the right to tell you how to live your life?.' Jeez I really can be mushy when I want to be. Apocalypse looked at me, blinking more tears out of her eyes. But this time, they were happy tears. ' Thanks' she said, her voice cracking over the sentimentality of the moment. I smiled. She smiled back. ' We're friends, right?' Apocalypse asked me.' Always' I answered, holding up the necklace she gave me.

'Hn' she murmered, turning her head to the left.
' What?' I asked. ' Somethings wrong, I hear sirens' I strained my ears to listen for the sound over the traffic. It was getting dark. 'Police!' I said, rather quickly, getting down from my perch to survey the street below. There were several police cars chasing after a teenage girl, running at super speed down the street, pushing people out of her way as she di so. A police car swerved to avoid one of the shoved pedestrians and blocked off the road. ' Fate? I think wed better do something before someone gets hurt' Apocalypse said beside me. Did I really want to atracct attention? no, not really. But was I curious? yep. Was I reckless? hell yeah.
' Right, howre you goning to keep up?' I asked Apocalypse. ' You go. Ill find a way'. ' Okay, catch you there' I said, and I ran and Jumped to the next building. I can jump really far, so I could stick to the rooftop, where there were no obsticals, unlike the other girl, who was constantly pushing confused people out of the way and jumping over cars. I caught up with her in about 3 minutes, and jumped down infront of her, breathing heavily. I told you, Im not a runner. 'huh?' she exclaimed, skidding to a stop before me. Now I could see why the cops were after her. There was a ring on her finger with a diamond the size of a marble fixed to it. Of course it was stolen.'Hmmm...' She said, smiling, and I recognised her. She put on some speed and next second she was up on a roof, looking down at me, with a challenging look on her face. Her eyes were electric blue, and dared me to take her on. I cant resist a dare.
I jumped up to the roof, which was quite low. The girl grinned and posed, hands on hips.  
' Hahaha, well, if it isnt little Fate Aviona' she smirked, folding her arms. ' Shockwave?' I exclaimed, eyes wide, brow furrowed. ' Did you miss me?' she sing songed back. Shockwave, my eternal institute rival. Many of the experts (as we called ourselves) sparred among each other back at the institute. Shockwave and I were always even, on the charts, Win For Win against each other. I was surprised to see her here. ' Stealing?' I asked, regaining my composture.' Yeah, well, I have alot of wasted years to make up for'. She replied. She looked punkish as ever, with spiked black hair, a yellow fore lock, multiple piercings and torn clothes. The two lightning bolt tatoos streached across her cheeks moved when she spoke. ' You havent changed a bit' I said to her. ' Neither have you' she retorted. Ooooh standoff. We both were resuming our automatic fighting stances. Shockwave grinned before me.
'Havent you had enough butt-whoop yet, Aviona?'
'Actually, I recall winning the last round'
Shockwave scowled.

'Lets make it even then'.