Abih

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Hi guys! I'm writing another story! here's the prologue. . .

A door, room 193 of the Hotel, was thrown open and a girl in her early teens flopped onto her bed. She untangled her long curls out of the straps then pulled the backpack off her shoulder and looked at the name-tag on the front. Abbey.
‘Ugh,’ she hated that name-tag so much. It was bad enough when her dad spelled her name wrong, but her Dad always refused to listen when her Mum had told him that it was Abih.
‘It’s not normal.’ Dad would say, ‘but neither is she!’ Mum would say, but then Dad would continue, ‘And I want my daughter to have a real name!’ and, since Dad had bought the bag, it was marked with Abbey

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I

Meanwhile the door in almost every other room in the Hotel was being slammed closed as the guests realised that at least one of their valuable belongings was missing. One old couple hobbled along, but not looking for lost belongings. They were looking for something which was not yet theirs: Lunch. Another couple had lost their wedding rings and everybody was, or had, reported them missing to the Head Office and the police. Abih, however, had more. I didn’t want to steal anything, but I had been blackmailed: I would steal the wedding rings and everything else needed for a wedding, or Saja and Nojt wouldn’t supply me with the money that I needed to survive on a month, and I needed that money, because I was still too young to get a job. They had changed the age limits the day before my birthday.
I opened the small pocket of my backpack to check if everything was still there, because I had found it open when I climbed through the fifth window that day, on the level 11. Small notepad, large notepad, and a spare set of clothes. Under the clothes were two erasers, three writing pencils, two unused, one nearly worn down to a stump, and a blunt pencil-sharpener. I let out a sigh of relief; my five dollars left over from this months 450 were still there. Sounds like lots doesn’t it? It’s only five dollars a meal, let alone paying for the Hotel! And that’s for thirty days a month, so some months I had to go a day without eating anything. I had decided to do that yesterday so today I would have enough fuel to wait until Saja and Nojt finally got off their rich, lazy bottoms and paid me. Then I opened the large pocket of my backpack and checked the list. Every box was ticked. Unfortunately. I pulled the contents of my bag out and carefully placed them all on the bed to double check, and everything was there. Wether it’s all there or not, I thought bitterly, Saja and Nojt are probably going to make me get twice as much tomorrow.
There was a loud but polite nock at the door so I quickly stuffed everything back into the backpack and. . .
When the man opened the door he looked around in puzzlement. He shut the door and went down to the Hotel Head Office. He walked across the room to the computers attached to the security cameras; then tapped on the search bar and typed in room 193. There! It showed the girl sitting on the bed; she heard the nock; quickly put the stuff back in her bag. . . then disappeared, the bag containing her belongings soon following!

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II

BA-BING!! . . . BA-BING-BING!! I answered my phone. ‘Hello?’ The voice of Saja came through the ear piece: ‘Just one more thing: I need your phone.’ I was shocked. ‘My phone! Why do you need my phone?’
‘I don’t need it. Nojt does, and he says that if you give it to him he’ll pay you ten extra dollars a month for a year. Bring it over!’
‘Alright,’ I sighed. More blackmailing. ‘I’ll bring it over tomorrow.’ Then I hung up.

III

I sat and concentrated all my thoughts on Tama, my friend. Tama, I thought, Tama can you hear me? Two dozen streets away, Tama grinned. I sure can! Is that you, Abih?
Yeah-
Telepathy is so awesome, right?
Yeah, sure. Tama I need you to turn something into my phone. Can you do that? There was a moments silence then, Yep, I’ve got it in my hand. Should I send it over?
No, I’m on my way at the moment, ’cos I need it before tomorrow. See ya’.
About two seconds later I nocked on Tama’s door. He opened it in surprise, ‘But. . . how?’ he stammered. ‘I ran.’ was the blunt reply. ‘Ahh, right. I forgot about your super speed. Here’s the phone.’
‘Thanks, bye.’ and with a flash I was gone. A few seconds later I arrived back at the Hotel not even panting. I used my X-ray vision to see if anyone would be in my way. Rats, I thought, someone’s in my room! I zoomed the X-ray vision up closer and relaxed a bit. It was Ezeh, my oldest friend, and Zahe, my newest friend. I wondered what they wanted.

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IV

Zahe sat impatiently on the foot of my bed. She, too, turned on her X-ray vision. Oh, finally! Hi, Abih.
Hi, what are you guys doing?
Majy sent us to tell you: Get to the hall as quickly as you can and don’t use your powers unless you absolutely have to.
Ok, better listen to him then- bye.
Oh, no you don’t! Zahe contradicted, we’re coming too! Slowly. No thanks to this elevator. I wish super speed could speed electronics up. Two minutes later I said ‘Why, hello, took you a while.’
‘It did,’ Zahe agreed, ‘now let’s go.’ And together we all sped down the busy roads of Salachansia City.

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V

I stopped at a side street. ‘You guys wait here; I’m gonna see if Tama’s still home and if he’s heard or not.’ I spun around on my heel and was almost immediately bowled over by Tama, who was followed by Tesh, Turl, and Hezeg, Ezeh’s twin brother.
I stood up and rubbed my head. ‘Can you watchwhere you’re going?’ I snapped. Tama looked startled, then sighed and hung his head. ‘Sorry,’ he muttered, ‘I was just in such a hurry to get to The Hall that I-’ he looked up and paused, ‘Umm, should we keep going? Yes, I think we should keep going. Come on guys!’
Me and Zahe looked at each other then glanced behind the small group. Aoji and Ohrtaka were walking toward us, acting as though they were typical, ordinary teenage girls, and behind them trailed Cimh, and Nifauqo.
Everybody jumped when the crazy clatter of horses hooves was heard coming around the corner, and the married-in-future couple, Saja and Nojt, rode into view. Their carriage was led by two dirty, barrel chested ponies who were driven by Nancey, a dirty, barrel chested 10 year old girl, who looked, in a manner of speaking, rather like the horses herself.
‘Where are you going?’ snarked Saja. Before I could reply Tama snapped back, ‘Where are you going, Nosey! Leave my-Mmf-fmmf-mm!’ I smacked my hand over his mouth before he could continue, and twisted him viciously around behind me.
‘Would you shut-up!’ I hissed, ‘Those are my bosses you’re offending. My only source of money! If they decide to dump me I’m done for, so I advise you zip it.
‘We’re going to The Hall, like you.’ I said to Saja and Nojt and lowering my voice. They looked at me in surprise. ‘All of you?’ Nojt asked.I nodded. ‘Yes, all of us- Bye!’ I ended exasperatedly as they sped away before I could finish my sentence. ‘Come on, guys; let’s go. We’d better get there quickly.'

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VI

Me and my friends gathered nervously in The Council Hall. The Council Hall is where us supers gather to have important meetings and bla bla bla stuff. This time, though, it was different. This time everyone was there, even the youngest of us. Majy came forward, then cleared his throat and clapped his hands few times to get our attention.
‘I have called you all here on account of something very important that has never happened before.’ he said. The room was so silent that you could have heard a pin drop. Let me rephrase that- the room was so silent that you could have heard a hair tie drop. Majy swallowed then continued, ‘This event is certainly not- no, DEFINITELY not- something to be proud of. Nothing to be excited for, and nothing to rejoice about. This is an emergency. An emergency to “save the world” you could say. As you may have heard, in Emjalder, the closest city to Salachansia, there have been sightings on security cameras of strange jelly like substances sneaking into buildings and simply disappearing. Well me and Nnay have been investigating these strange sightings and we have discovered that these unearthly blobs are, in fact, not of this earth.’ Here he stopped and motioned Nnay, his wife, forward. She had small, dark glasses and long, wavy, black hair. She had just opened her mouth to speak when the door slammed and Hezeg burst in. ‘Sorry I’m late,’ he panted, ‘but I have heard the news though, through telepathy.’ He stood panting for a bit and then was about to sit down when the door creaked quietly open and clicked silently closed again without anyone noticing.
‘We have discovered,’ Nnay said, ‘that these. . .things. . . are most likely from the planet of Harls.’
There was a rustling behind us and a floor board creaked. Hezeg, who was at the back of the room since he had just arrived, turned around and gasped. In a flash he had sent out half a dozen holograms and surrounded something invisible. Me and Majy bolted up at the same time to see Hezeg walking over to where his holograms were now holding the intruder. Now everyone was looking and we could see a manish shaped body. Hezeg drew back his arm and SMACK! landed a solid punch on the face of the figure. It slumped unconscious to the floor and, in doing so, lost its invisibility. Me, Majy, Nnay, and Rasm rushed over to see if it needed medical attention, as we were the best doctors. I stopped surprised when I saw him (for it was a him). He looked mostly like an ordinary human, apart from the fact that his nose was broken. But there was something not quite right about his face that puzzled me. I knelt down to help the others check him for any other injuries but found none. I glanced back at his face again to see if I could figure out what it was about his face that was puzzling me. I flicked on my X-ray vision and got a startling surprise: Underneath his flesh that looked like a human, he had a very strange bone structure indeed! I can’t describe it properly because, even though I’m a doctor, I’m no expert on bone structures, but it looked to me as if his skull and bones were designed to be able to move around and change shape! (Which I can actually do so it’s not that weird.) I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up. I saw that Zahe, my newest friend, and the only other super with X-ray vision, had seen it, too.
She looked at me with a frightened expression. ‘If he managed to get in here,’ she said, ‘that means other Harleks must know about The Council Hall!’

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VII

Majy called Ezeh, Hezeg and Me into his room that came off the side of The Council Hall. We came in and stood quietly at the side of the room. The Harlek lay on the table in the middle of the room. Majy had healed his nose but left it crooked, I noticed, amused.
‘You three come over here,’ Majy called from the other side of the room.
‘We searched his pockets,’ Nnay said, ‘and we found these.’ She held out a knife, a small first aids kit, and a notebook.
‘Abih,’ Majy said, ‘I want you and Zahe to take this and start translating it into english. Hezeg, I want you to take the knife. You and Saja can test it for DNA and stuff that might be useful to get information. Ezeh, you take this to Tama and see how much of his cut you can re-bandage.’
‘What cut?’ Ezeh asked.
‘The one he got when he was sword practicing with Lehe, of course.’ Nnay answered exasperatedly. We nodded and turned to leave, but as the others left. ‘And Abih,’ he whispered, ‘Can you please help Ezeh with the bandage? We don’t want him to do any more damage.’ He grinned, and I nodded then started to leave. I had just turned the door handle when Nnay said: ‘Oh, and can you send in Lehe, Yojh, and I suppose you should probably send in Elfa, too.’ I nodded and left the room just in time to see Ezeh walking up to Tama with a downcast look on his face. Tama was talking to Elfa so I ran over quickly. ‘Elfa,’ I told her, ‘go find Lehe and Yojh. Majy and Nnay want you.’ then to Ezeh I said, ‘Here give me that; I can do it.’ At that I saw a huge wave of relief spread over his face. ‘Thanks!’ he said, ‘I don’t want to do any more damage than what’s already been done, ya’ know.’
‘Stay here, I can give you some tips if you want.’
‘Ahh, no, thanks, I’m good.’
I unwrapped Tama’s arm and sucked in a sharp breath as a queasy feeling came into my stomach. Deep breaths, I thought, deep breaths. I gulped as vomit came up in my throat. Unable to stand it any longer I stood facing the other direction with my hands over my face. I let out a long, deep breath before turning back to Tama. He was sitting in front of me bitting his lips, pain visible in his watering eyes. ‘Sorry.’ I muttered, trying to keep my stomach down. I wrapped half of his arm then had to pause to breathe again. I know, I call myself a doctor, which I can be! but I can also get rather queasy, even at the smallest of things if I know that it happened painfully. I finished wrapping Tama’s cut then shuddered as I walked away to find Zahe.
I went to fish the Harleks notebook out of my pocket, but couldn’t find it. Oh, great, I, thought, I left it over by Tama.

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IIX

I had turned around to go back and get it when Tama brushed past. ‘Thanks.’ he murmured, as he slipped the notebook into my hand. ‘You left that behind.’
‘Thanks!’ I said back as he walked away, carrying the blood covered bandage, wrapped up in a ball so that as little blood as possible was showing, under his good arm, which happened to be his right arm. Unfortunately, since he was left handed.
Tama was actually a great swordsman- except, that is, when he’s fighting Lehe. If Tama had 3 advantages in a sword fight (which he did), Lehe would have at least double.
Which she did, so, in their fight Tama had made quite a large rock come up and hit Lehe in the back of her head, which meant that she fell forward, and her sword accidentally sliced down his arm on its way past, so that fight ended with an egg on the back of Lehe’s head, and a slice down Tama’s arm.

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IX

When I found Zahe she was standing by a tap, getting Reih a drink of water.
‘Oh, there you are,’ I said, ‘Majy wants us to translate this into english.’ I handed her the notebook. Zahe looked at it curiously. She flicked through the pages quickly. ‘Most of them have been written on she observed. ‘Come on- should we read it in the library? There are empty books in there we can copy it into.’ ‘OK,’ I nodded. We started to weave our way through the crowd toward the library when I felt a small hand tugging on my sleeve. I looked down to see Reih’s big blue eyes staring up at me.
‘What?’ I said. She looked down sheepishly as Zahe walked over. ‘Can I come?’ Reih asked her. Zahe looked at me with an adoring look on her face. ‘Well, we can’t really say ‘no’ to that can we?’ She said, ‘OK, come on then, OOF! you’re heavy!’