29 July 2012
As I approached Clyde's crew they handed me the ball. Not realising as I leapt with a straight drop to my feet on the ground a stunned Eve started walking towards me "Hi monkey boy" she said smiling her graceful walk forcing me to take a deep breath.
Clyde noticing her path was toward me and not him, he acted swiftly with an old school trick gaining my attention " Hey Adam" he called whilst a crew-member crept up and knelt down behind me. Focused on Eve I didn't even see it coming. As he jogged over to me smiling, he pushed me back just before I hit the deck another crew member rolled a glass bottle underneath me. Glass shattered and the fragments that hadn't embedded deep inside my arm, slashed my back open like fresh pork and a jar of ragu.
I didn't feel any pain just the fire that erupted in my stomach, at that I pushed up onto one hand shaking my head from side to side in a short but swift NO motion looping over and over, Clyde locked eye's with mine he knew he pushed too far! His grin faded into a worried look of panic as his eyes become wide. People crowded round as I rose to my feet,
‘'Shit man are you alright your bleeding everywhere''! said Ben
Eve came to help as I shrugged right passed her.
Clyde was my only path, he looked deep into my eyes, horror smouldering his face, not at the blood oozing through my white shirt, but at what I could feel brewing, I could feel the roar building within my chest the snarl embedded on my face, I wanted blood, fresh clean blood, and "I want it NOW" I roared.
My hand stretched out towards his throat.
Teachers came running out, a friend alerted them to the incident… The rage inside me made me understand why my father wanted me a secret, then questions appeared in my mind whizzing through my consciousness analyzing every particle of Clyde's being and how to pull it apart economically or spectacularly! I knew I could physically pull his limbs off with out a single point zero percent of doubt. My senses sparked to life, I had never felt them so pure, so intune, My eyes focused on his movement, my mouth open working in symatry with my nose tasting his sweat feeling his body temperature rising, I could see the heat, read the weaknesses, the sound and movement around me slowing.
My seething face was nearly pressed up against his, the scent of his fear, his sweat…I could almost taste him the pounding of his heart echoing through my ears like a siren song whispering to me begging me to take his life. Then just as my hand tightened like a a slow hydraulic vice around Clyde's throat, he gasped like a fish out of water…
Then ‘'No'' ‘'Adam please let him go'' Eve begged me to release him. She see what he did, she chose him in the begging and she chooses him now, the hunger, my rage blocked any form of rational thinking… but still she was, is… my weakness.
I released him, I had a soft spot for her, "you released him" is all my mind could throw at me, within an instant I cooled, composed, back into my former glory my mask, or now that is all it seemed to be. I relaxed and turned away from Clyde and my buddies looked horrified.
The teachers had by this time reached us and escorted me to the medical room. When they removed my formerly polar white, now blood soaked shirt they immediately panicked sounds of "Ooo dear" and "O my god" pinged around me. I had only one thought on my mind, and that was how to deal with Clyde, and his glass bottle friend the visions were not pretty, but very comforting.
The voices around me began to fade into background sounds like passing trains you hear them and know they are there, but don't really identify them.
Heroes Of A New Breed • Opuss № I