Zodiac Force

Angel turned her head away. "Just go." She muttered, gripping her daggers tighter.

 

That's not true.... Angel couldn't bring herself to say the words. I don't know why, but I just can't accept that to be true. She sank to sit on her bed, letting the daggers fall out of her hands and onto the bed at either side of her. But I can't tell him anymore than I have. Something brought on that vision... it might not even be one that I can trust. Why would my father's present make me see my own death? Why would Advent be the one giving the orders...? Something wet slid down Angel's cheek, and the next thing she knew, she was sobbing for a future she wished wouldn't come true.

 

Claire rushed back into the house and to Angel's room. "Are you okay? What happened?" She asked instantly, going over to sit next to Angel on the bed. "Did he hurt you? Why are you crying?"

"Shut up," Angel murmured weakly. "Nothing happened.... Nothing that wasn't supposed to."

"You knew this would happen and you let yourself get attached anyway?" Claire demanded.

Angel sighed. "Yes. But I couldn't help it. He's... he's just different than others. I don't know...."

"Jeez, Angel," Claire said. "You're so messed up. You know what's going to happen so why bother going against it?"

"I don't mean to." Angel answered.

 

Claire folded her arms across her chest. "If I were you, I'd let him have it."

"Claire!" Angel gasped.

"What?" Claire looked at Angel. "I know he's like you. I think there could be more too." She smiled. "Maybe I-"

"Oh, just shut up." Angel snapped. "It's not fun like you think it is. I'm not a superhero. These things I see are almost always bad. I don't have dreams anymore, Claire. I don't think I ever will. You should be happy you're normal. Enjoy it."

Claire flopped backwards and spread her arms out on the mattress. She sighed, "YOU should enjoy it. You might even be famous some day."

"If you haven't noticed," Angel retorted. "I dont plan on telling the world about what I can do. And I don't plan on doing anything that will let them know what I can do. I'm trying to keep a low profile about all this. Don't you understand?"

"Not really," Claire answered simply. "I think you should talk to Mom about this. She might know some stuff. You did say that you think your dad was like you. Maybe it's a gene thing."

"It would have to be recessive if it was." Angel avoided answering or even thinking about the idea of talking to her mom. "Don't you have homework to do?"

"It's Saturday!" Claire whined. "I'm waiting till tomorrow." She hopped off the bed and out of Angel's room. "Let's bake something." She called as she skipped down the hall to the kitchen.

Angel groaned. Let's disappear forever instead.

 

Angel followed after Claire, glancing at the wrapped boxes on the table. "I'm going out." She murmured, heading for the door.

"What?" Claire stared at Angel. "Why? You just got home, and I don't think you should go out so soon after fainting like that."

"I didn't get all my answers." Angel mumbled, out the door as soon as she'd finished the sentence. Slowly, letting her mind wander, she made her way back to the museum. She noticed, half way there, that she'd left without her daggers, but she just scowled at the sidewalk and kept walking. If anything happened, it would be a great opportunity to practice with her newfound skill of controling water.

 

Angel entered the museum through the front door, pleased that the police hadn't started an investigation on the damage yet. She lingered in the main hall and then slowly started towards the exhibit on the contellations. I don't know what I suppose I'll find. She thought. But looking won't do me any harm.

 

Angel stopped in the hall to the constellation exhibit. Along the walls were pictures of space explorations and famous quotes painted straight on to the wall in neat, curving hand writing. The first landing on the moon, Apollo 13... Angel smiled as she glanced at all the information packed onto the walls. I wonder what it's like up there. No gravity; being able to float around. A momentary escape from all the worldly worries....

 

Angel jumped. "I didn't think you'd be here." She answered, turned around to face Advent. "I just came to get more information, so don't get in my way."

 

Angel threw her best right hook at Advent. Knowing it wasn't really him, she didn't feel badly about it at all. "Just let me go. You've ruined my life enough already."

 

Renge looked at Claire. "Im Arrekussu's sister, i also study astronomy at the meusem. I was born under Cygnus, and a week ago, i saw strange dark beasts attacking it. I managed to get them away, but then Cygnus began to glow and i passed out. Then, i say a giant black comet surruonding earth...but after that... i could feel the pain of the constellations... the Comet is making them die slowly..."



Alex sighed and his swords vanished. "You two eally must be in love. but remember. Age is a factor that other people will surely notice. im leaving now. i have to go find Renge and Claire. Of and Advent...here." Alex tossed him a yellow orb. " It's materia. powers forged from the LifeStream that surronds our planet."

 

Claire nodded slowly, not understanding most of what Renge had told her. "Okay..."

"You." Angel answered acidly. Her anger was reaching a boiling point; she paid no heed to Alex.