Well since I mostly got positive feedback, here is chapter 2.
"He already found him."
"This could be troublesome. What if he helps him remember?"
"Scorpio is already taking care of it for us. He can handle them at this stage."
"Yeah...you're probably right."
Chapter 2: The Bullet
Chris stood still dazed from what had just occured. The strange boy with straps around his arms lowered himself slowly from the ceiling. He just stared at the yo-yo boy angrily. Chris slowly raised his head to look at the man that had just saved his life.
"Here. This may help you out," said the silver-haired boy. He reached into his back pocket. "I sure hope you still know how to use one of these." The yo-yo boy threw Chris a pistol he pulled from under his shirt. Chris caught it clumsily fumbling it nervously. When he finally steadied, he looked at the pistol very afraid and his gaze kept jumping from the gun to the yo-yo boy and back again.
"N-n-no way m-man," studdered Chris frightened. "I c-can't fire a g-g-gun. There's no way."
The boy with the straps began sprinting full speed straight at Chris. He flinched and closed his eyes. The yo-yo shot out and wrapped around Chris' ankle pulling him out of the way. When it let him go, he shot back to his feet. Shaking violently, Chris raised the gun to point at the new found enemy. He closed his eyes and pulled the trigger.
He had missed him. It hit the wall on the behind him. The enemy started laughing maniacally. It was pitched and began to scare Chris half out of his wits.
"No you idiot," said the yo-yo man. "You have to tell the bullet where to go."
"Wha-" replied Chris confused at the meaning of the sentence. "Why don't you do it since you are the one who was going to fight in the first place?"
"But I handed you the gun."
"But you had it first. Why didn't you just shoot him to begin with?"
"Where is the fun in that? Besides, you're the only one who can use that gun." He simply smiled at Chris. The first command echoed in his head, tell the bullet where to go. Like just tell it exactly what to do?
Chris was thinking too slow for he had begun charging again only faster this time. He raised the gun again only more steady. Chris once again pulled the trigger.
Almost as if he was expecting it, the enemy side-stepped the bullet. Chris immediately thought, Please just him so I don't die. The bullet was an inch from hitting the far wall when it stopped dead in its tracks and turned around. It began flying straight back at the man at the same firing speed. Before he knew what was going on, he was on the floor with a bullet halfway through his thigh.
"AH!" yelled the strange man. "Shit that hurt. What the hell was tha-" He cut himself off when he looked at the kid standing with the gun. On his forehead was a strange glowing symbol he recognized all too well. The man stood up slowly too not cause too much pain. Shit!, he thought. Leo is not going to be happy about this at all.
He turned and ran/limped out of the warehouse. Chris and the yo-yo boy ran outside to follow him but, as soon as they exited they saw he was nowhere to be found.
***one hour later***
"So what's your name?" asked Chris walking next to the yo-yo boy on the way home.
"You can call me Isaac," he replied. As they walked together, Isaac still played with his yo-yo doing dumb easy tricks. Chris was thinking through the conversation they had just had very thoroughly. It wasn't very informative. Isaac just gave very vague answers to all his questions. He figured he wouldn't figure anything out today.
"Who was that guy you were fighting?" he asked Isaac.
"With the crazy shoes?" he replied. Chris nodded in response. "He used to go by his real name. But now his only title is Scorpio."
"Scorpio?" quizzed Chris. "Like on the zodiac?"
"Exactly," answered Isaac. "He and eleven others all work together under one man. Their organization is called The Zodiac. They used to be part of a secret government project to help fight terrorism. But when it was discovered that they were genetically altering humans, the project was instantly abandoned."
Chris pondered for a few seconds. Then the obvious thought dawned on him. Something he should have asked from the very beginning.
"How do I fit into all of this?" he asked. "I mean, how did I do that back there?"
"Well..." thought Isaac. He tried to figure out a simple way to tell him.
Scorpio arrived back at his headquarters. He walked up to a door with a small panel next to it. Placing his hand flat on the surface, it scanned him and confirmed his identity. The door slid open sideways with a satisfying whoosh. He walked slowly down the hall avoid injuring his leg further.
After turning corner after corner, he reached another door and entered a number code on a small pad on the doorknob. He heard a click and turned the knob, entering the room. Upon entering, it looked as if it was an army command center with tons of desks covered with electronic equipment plus a large LCD display at the front of the room.
Scorpio plopped down in a comfortable recliner and leaned his head back. His messy black hair fell back and revealed a bunch of scars on the right side of his face. A soft and light voice sounded from behind him.
"Oh no. Is Scorppy hurt?"
"Its nothing Cancer. Just a small shot wound. I'll deal with it myself," he responded.
He opened his eyes and saw the strange pink haired girl staring back at him. Cancer walked around in front of him and sat down in the other chair. Her bright purple eyes and shining pink hair contrasted vividly with the black leather clothing she wore.
"Thats what you always say," she contradicted. Cancer got a funny frown on her face. "Leo and Virgo won't be happy to hear about the kid. They'll probably go out on a massacre just to find him. Sorta like last time." Scorpio raised his head to look into her eyes.
"I'll tell them not to," he replied reassuringly. "I have information they won't refuse to hear."
Chris layed down on his bed staring up at the ceiling. His thoughts raced. Isaac had told him something that would change his life forever.
"You had to have your memories erased because they thought you powerful," said Isaac. "I was sent to help you retrieve them. So we can stop The Zodiac's plan. After all, what would they do without Chris Scotreis?...
To be continued in
B.B. Chapter 3