This story is a work of fiction. Please don't steal it, it's not nice. This story is about high school aged boys, some of which are gay, in an actionish atmosphere. If that bothers or offends you in anyway then please stop reading. Send all comments to exendomx@hotmail.com. I appreciate as many comments I can get.
"Damn it!" I exclaimed as I fell to the ground. I was having the life beaten out of me in the back alley a few blocks from my apartment. "Jaxon are you okay!" I yelled to my boyfriend who was beaten worse then me. I guess he was unconcious. It was one thing to attack me, but once you attacked my boyfriend, you were messing with the wrong guy. I stumbled to my feet as I tried to fight the inhumanly powerful attacker off. I'm not the kinda guy who gets beaten up that easily. Why is he so strong?
"Now die fag!" our unbelievably overpowering attacker yelled as he knocked me down once again. I couldn't die like this. I may not have any real friend, but I loved Jaxon and I wasn't about to let him die. He was my meaning to live.
All of the sudden my body got up on it's own. I don't know how but I couldn't feel any pain.
"Why did you get up! Stay down you disgusting piece of shit! I am the great Capricorn, I don't lose!" he flipped out as he started punching me. The weird thing is I didn't flinch, I just grabbed his hand and threw him across the room.
"What kind of name is Capricorn. Stay down you disgusting piece of shit!" I mocked. I had no control of my body or my words my instincts took over. I was about to attack him again but he suddenly vanished. I looked all around me but couldn't find him. All of the sudden I felt an intense pain in my back, the kind of pain you expect to feel from being kicked by a horse, not a person. I flew across the alley and landed barely conscious as he walked over to me.
"Game over fag. you put up a good fight but you lose," He lifted his foot over my head. As he attempted to lower his foot to stomp me to death he suddenly screamed. He fell over as I saw two people standing over him. One was a beautiful blonde haired girl with fair skin, the other a handsome, gelled black-haired guy with tan skin. They both looked down at me with pity and at Capricorn with disgust. The boy approached the thug, while the girl tended to my wounds. I tried to point to Jaxon and tell her to help him first but I couldn't move.
"Damn it" said Capricorn "I didn't expect two of you to show up. I'm out of here." As he ran away the male gave chase.
"Don't bother Zane," The girl said "We have to help these to right now." That was the last thing I remember before I passed out.
It hurt as I woke up I was in a brighlty lit room I didn't recognize. I someone saying "This is Greyson Leni. Age 18, High School Senior, Blue eyes, Dirty Blonde Hair, 6'0 tall, 180 pounds."
"Ugh, that's me" I said weakly getting up. I looked around the room and saw three people standing there, The two people who rescued me and Jaxon. "Jaxon, where am I?"
"We are in a place called the Custodia Headquarters. The Custodia are the ones who saved us. These two are members of the Custodia, Abigail Sabella and Zane Banner." Jaxon Alistair told me with a smile. I couldn't help but smile too his smile was infectious. I think that's why I fell in love with him 4 years ago. It was just as we stared high school. I saw his green eyes and his blonde curls and the perfect skinny frame. But it was the smile that got me.
"What do you mean the Custodia," I asked him. He looked at the two of them standing by the door and Zane spoke.
"The Custodia is a top secret underground organization combating the chaos being caused by the Tears. The man who attacked you was a Tear. The Tears are an organization of what most people might think of as thirteen superhumans, but they are really just humans with self-imposed mutations. The Custodia are also mutated but we are mutated naturally. There are only nine members of the Custodia but ten people in the world have Custodia mutations." He looked at me, "That tenth person is you Greyson Leni."
I just stared at him, trying to process the information that was being given to me. I didn't want to believe it but it explains why my parents through me away when I was a kid. I was born with four marks on my back and people always treated me like a leper for it. The only people who cared for me were Jaxon and his family who took me in. They died unfortunately a few weeks prior. Jaxon has been filled with sadness about it, but he hides behind his gourgeous smile. "Okay, so what exactly are these mutations?" I asked.
Abigail stepped forward. "Each of us posseses our own special ability, yours seems to be linked to those marking on your back. You will see our powers at some point too. But now that you've rcovered It's time to get you into our bosses offic...
CRASH! There was a huge explosion coming from downstairs. Zane and Abigail ran downstairs. I got up and ran downstairs. For some reason I felt no pain at all. Jaxon followed close behind I reached the basement and although I didn't see either of the Custodia, I saw him. "Capricorn," I scowled.
"There you are, Faggot. I've been waiting for my revenge, so I set a bomb to go off on the other side of the building so I could distract everyone else and go find you, but you saved me the trouble and came to me," he laughed. He ran over to me and punched me.
"Run, Jaxon," I screamed. "I'm gonna fight him. You get out." He was reluctant, but he knew he would only get in the way. I got up and felt something on my back. It was a sword, and a unique one at that, it was shaped like a pair of butterfly wings. I charged at him with my sword and he fell to the ground as my blade cut his arm. I pulled it out and tried to stab him again, "This is for hurting Jaxon!" I screamed. I lunged for his chest but I hit his foot instead. His shoe got cut off but I couldn't penetrate his foot. I looked down and saw what Zane meant by a mutation.
"So now you see, huh fag," I couldn't believe what I saw. "If I knew we were gonna be using weapons, I woulda pulled mine out already." And he did, he pulled out a pair of drills like blades that span around so fast, that the sound hurt my ears. "Time to die, Custodia fag." Now I had never held a sword before, or really fought before it was my instincts taking over again. I kept dodging his attacks by the skin of my teeth when suddenly he hit my sword and it shattered and his blade plunged into my chest. I screamed in pain but I didn't die, I didn't lose consciousness, I didn't even lose my stance, But my shattered blade had reformed on my back, into a pair of metal wings. "What the hell" exclaimed Capricorn as he began to run away. But I instinctively flew after him. Yes I flew. One of my wings hit his left arm and cut it off He screamed in pain and ran off. I fell to the ground exhausted from the battle.
"Greyson!" screamed jaxon running back into the room. "Are you ok?"
"Ya, just tired," I said as I lost consciousness.
I know that was a short first chapter but I wanna make sure people are interested before I start pouring my soul into this. Please email me at exendomx@hotmail.com I really want feedback on this. I would really appreciate it.