Kodiak

[sparkle.+bballmta]

Hmm, so it's her friend? Ellise's? How did you get your inspiration of this story.

[Sonmi-451]

More added, and I don't really know where my inspiration came from; I just kind of came up with the plot and everything. xD

“Lizzie!” I exclaimed, shock numbing me from head to toe. She stared back defiantly at me, her proud golden eyes flashing; she would have stared down death if she could. The scariest part was that she probably would have won.
“No crap, really?” she replied snappily, still struggling with Kodiak’s arm around her neck. “Get the hell off of me, Johnson!” As quick as a striking snake, she drove her elbow hard into his stomach, causing him to let go of her. She turned, as though to grab her guns off of the ground, but I had already grabbed them and was shakily pointing them at her.
“Do you really wanna play that game Lise?” she asked me, putting her hands on her hips and staring me down.
“Well I’m not going to let you kill my boyfriend!” I exclaimed, tightening my grip on the pistols. I knew that if Lizzie decided she really wanted her guns back, she could get them back no problem, but I didn’t want to think about that; I just wanted to think about how Kodiak and I were both going to get out of there alive.
“Your boyfriend?” Her eyes flashed dangerously, like a blade before it’s used to stab someone, and in the distance thunder boomed. I could see the wind starting to pick up outside and I could feel the electricity pulsing in the room, and I knew that Lizzie had something to do with it. “I knew it! I knew it!” she snarled, turning on Kodiak and lifting him off the ground by his collar with one hand. “I knew you were trying to sink your hooks into her the first time I met you, I just didn’t know Ellise would actually fall for you!” Two windows got hit by lightning and exploded, glass showering all three of us. Lizzie didn’t seem to notice or care though. “I guess I underestimated your deceptive power Johnson; I shoulda killed you when I first laid eyes on you!” The whole restaurant was being shaken by thunder and an incredibly powerful gale, so strong that I had to fight to keep my feet, was whipping in through the broken windows. “I’ll get a chance to amend my mistake right now though, since there’s no way in hell I’m letting you live in the same universe as my best friend!”
“Lizzie you’re not going to do any good by collapsing this place and killing us all!” Kodiak shouted over the wind. His voice was surprisingly calm, best as I could tell; after all, I knew I wouldn’t be calm if I were being held in midair by my collar by someone on a mission to kill me.
Lizzie paused, staring at Kodiak so intensely that I expected his flesh to start melting off of his bones any second. “The only reason I’m not going to take this place down is because I care too much about Ellise and think that even I wouldn’t be able to deal with that on my conscience,” she finally said, the wind starting to lose speed, the thunder becoming quieter and the electricity in the room decreasing rapidly. “Besides, you wouldn’t even die Johnson, so it wouldn’t even achieve my main goal.” She dropped him and turned back toward me. “Well, I guess you know about me now too.” Her gaze searched my face for a reaction, and her reaction was very definitely surprised when I gave her a huge hug. “You’re not mad at me for not telling you sooner?” she asked me.
“Nah Liz; I get why you wouldn’t want to tell me,” I answered, releasing her and smiling at her.
“You’re smarter than you look Lise,” she replied, a smirk spreading across her face.
“Are you saying I look dumb?” I asked, my grin getting wider despite myself.
“No, I’m saying you look smart, and you’re smarter than you look.”
“You know Lizzie, you actually can be loveable,” I told her, actually very touched by her compliment since she didn’t give out very many.
“I know, right? When I’m not cussing, dunking, benching three hundred or trying to kill your boyfriend, right?” she joked.
“Well, Stuart and about every other guy at our school think you’re loveable no matter what you do.” Lizzie was the biggest guy magnet I had ever seen; it seemed like that as soon as she walked into any room, all of the guys moved over to where she was. I couldn’t say I blamed them though; Lizzie was hands-down the prettiest girl I had ever seen, period.
“Well that’s because they’re guys and their hearts and minds are in their crotches,” she answered shortly, a scowl replacing the smile on her face.
“I take it that you don’t exactly appreciate their attention?” Lizzie could get any guy she wanted, literally, but she seemed content to be single no matter who asked her out.
“Darn right I don’t!” she exclaimed. “Holy crap, do you have any idea how annoying it gets? ‘Lizzie, will you date me? Lizzie, will you marry me?’ No, shut the hell up!” She shook her head, her expression becoming even more disgusted. “But, anyways, what are we going to do about this little… predicament we’re in?”

[Techmodifacations]

One question, how does Ellise know Lizzie?

[Lizzy<3]

I think they know echoter from school.

[Sonmi-451]

More added, and does anyone have any new poll ideas?

“What do you mean?” I asked her, having no idea what she was talking about.
“Well, I was hired by the government to kill Johnson, so if I don’t prove that I’ve killed him in the next two weeks, then we’re all screwed,” she answered matter-of-factly. “If I can’t prove that Johnson’s dead and I was the one to kill him, then not only do I lose my paycheck but then the government starts trying to take me out since they know I’m an extreme liability if I ever decide to go rogue, which they’ll think I will have. They’ll also probably try to take you out since you’re associated with both Johnson and me.”
“Oh.” None of that sounded very good, especially the part about getting killed by the government. “But the government wouldn’t actually kill a citizen, would they?” I really hoped that the government was better than that.
“Sure they would. The way they see it, you’re associated with two other citizens they want dead and you might be a liability because you might have learned something from those other citizens that you’re not supposed to know. Holy crap Ellise, do you think the government’s lasted this long by being nice and playing fair?” Lizzie’s tone was incredulous and bitter; I guess I was more naïve than she thought I was.
“Well, what are we going to do about it?” I asked her and Kodiak, who had just been standing listening to our conversation up until then.
“I’ve got no idea; I asked you, remember?” Lizzie replied quickly, shrugging her shoulders to emphasize her cluelessness.
“Kodiak?” I turned towards him, hoping that someone would have at least a temporary solution so that we wouldn’t all be dead in two weeks.
“Do you think we could fake the government out and make them think that you killed me?” he asked Lizzie in answer to my question.
“Maybe, but that would only buy us an extra week, maybe two before they figure out that we faked them out,” she answered, glaring at him. Still.
“Ok, an extra week is better than none at all. So what do we do to fake them out?” I didn’t think it was a very good idea to keep asking Lizzie questions, considering the look on her face, but apparently Kodiak had more faith in her self-control than I did.
“Well, Johnson, I generally prove my kill by taking a picture of it and a sample of blood, so if you want we can kill you and I can take a picture of that as well as some blood.” At first I thought she was being sarcastic but, after analyzing her tone, I could tell that she was being completely serious.
“That could work. You’d just have to use a normal gun that won’t kill me permanently,” he replied, his expression thoughtful.
“What are you talking about? Are you saying that you can come back to life?” I was stunned. Him being a shapeshifter was incredible enough, but immortal? Now that was really something.
“He – well, me too – is immortal – with conditions.” Lizzie looked over at Kodiak and back to me with a look that said loud and clear that she didn’t want to be anything like him in any way at all. “We can’t die from modern weapons – like regular guns or bombs or whatever – or from disease, old age, natural disasters or poison, but we can die from old weapons, like swords and arrows and stuff like that. There are also ways to alter modern weapons to make them able to kill immortals.”
“That sounds really complicated and really cool.” I didn’t even know what I could do if I couldn’t die, probably a lot of stuff I shouldn’t.
“It’s not – well, it’s complicated but it’s not cool,” Lizzie replied sharply, bitterness that I didn’t expect to hear infusing her voice.
“But… you can live forever. Why isn’t that cool?” I didn’t understand why Lizzie didn’t think it was cool, since everyone I knew, including myself, would love not being able to die.
“Well, Lise, not being able to die is great for about eighty years. Then you know what happens?” I shook my head, so Lizzie continued. “All of your friends start dying, and most of your family’s probably dead already anyways, so then you’re stuck alone in a world that you don’t know anymore. The world’s forgotten you, nobody cares about you or even knows you exist anymore, and you’re stuck high and dry and very, very alone.” She shook her head sadly. “That’s what happens when you’re immortal, so does not being able to die sound fun anymore?”
“No, but how do you know all this?” I asked her suspiciously. “You’re not like five hundred years old or something, are you?”
“No,” she answered, laughing with as much humor as a funeral. “I just listen to the stories my parents tell me, and I think about being immortal a lot. You know, I’ve considered suicide before,” she added thoughtfully.
“Really?” I was shocked. Lizzie was about the absolute last person I would think would be suicidal.
“Really,” she confirmed. “I didn’t want to have to deal with the pain of losing everyone and everything I loved. I also didn’t think that living was worth being hated for it. I was prepared to act but the only problem I had was figuring out a way to actually kill myself.” She smiled a smile that held as much humor as her laugh did.
“Wow. You just… don’t seem like someone who would have suicidal tendencies.” Lizzie had as much, if not more, reason to live as anyone else that I knew did, but what she was made a big difference apparently.

[laces]

Awesome<3

For a new poll, you could do what your first impression of Kodiak was. Example: I thought he was going to be a douchebag or an emo.

[Sonmi-451]

More added, and thanks for the new poll idea. Does anyone else have any?

“Well, I have. I guarantee you Johnson’s had ‘em too,” she added, jerking her head in the direction of Kodiak. “He probably has even more people hate him than hate me, if that’s possible.”
“Trust me, it is.” He stared back at her, and I could sense energy building up in the room again. “There’s at least one more person that hates me that doesn’t hate you: you,” he told Lizzie.
“Darn right Johnson,” she shot back, a gaze of pure loathing fixed upon him. “Too bad you didn’t actually kill yourself; you would’ve done the world a favor and saved me time and effort.”
“Lizzie!” I turned on her, very mad. She didn’t have any reason to hate Kodiak! “What has he ever done to you?”
“Do you know who his father is, Ellise?” I opened my mouth to say yes, but she kept on speaking. “His father is Kuro, evil and darkness incarnate in a living body, and they say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” Her lip curled as she looked at him and she abruptly turned her gaze back to me.
“Kodiak isn’t anything like Kuro!” I shot back hotly, starting to lose my patience with her. Judging Kodiak based off of his parents was unfair and uncalled for. I looked over at him to see him standing quietly, watching the conversation reservedly.
“And you know this how?” She placed her hands on her hips, glared down on me and suddenly the one inch she had on me seemed to become six more. “He didn’t even tell you what he is until yesterday, right? How can you trust him if he won’t trust you?”
“I…” I paused, lost for words to vocalize my thoughts. “I… I just… I just know him Liz, a lot better than you apparently.”
“No, Ellise, you don’t know him, and that’s my point! You don’t know where’s he’s been, you don’t what he’s done, you don’t know how many people he’s killed; hell, two days ago you thought he was human!” Thunder was starting to boom outside again and a strong breeze was whipping through the restaurant.
“What if I don’t care, Lizzie?” She stopped, staring at me with a look of complete disbelief on her face, and the thunderstorm around us calmed a little. I took that as an opportunity to continue talking. “What if don’t care about his past, only about his future? What if I don’t judge him based off of what he is and instead judge him based off of my experiences? Or, better yet, what if I don’t judge him at all? What I don’t get, Liz, is why you hate him so much when you don’t even know him!”
“Ellise, I know what he is, and that’s a perfectly valid reason to hate him!” Lizzie snarled back at me, fully recovered from her shock now.
“No, that’s not! Hating someone for what they are is the worst reason to hate someone!” The Lizzie I knew wasn’t nearly this irrational or bigoted, so I wondered where that Lizzie had gone and prayed for her to come back.
“Ellise, the real reason that I hate him as much as I do is that I don’t want him to corrupt you! You’ve been my best friend since eighth grade and I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you to him!” Lizzie was still clearly angry, but something else – desperation with some sadness maybe? – was infusing her voice now.
“Are you telling me that you hate him because you think he’s going to change me?” I was stunned and oddly touched by the fact that Lizzie cared enough to try to kill someone she thought would hurt me.
“Yeah, I guess I am,” she answered quietly, her gaze locked on mine. Her eyes were pleading me to choose her, to leave Kodiak, but I wasn’t sure if I could do that; I loved Lizzie as a friend but I really did love Kodiak with all of my heart.

[Sonmi-451]

So sorry that I haven't posted in a while, but here's a little snippet from an alternate universe of the story, so to say.


Elizabeth Eleanor Marie Lightning x Kodiak James Johnson

“You have Ellise, Johnson, and, even though she's been gone for almost a month now, you can't give up on the hope that she might be alive.”
And that was the everything they had never really had. All of those awkward moments of him staring at her and her refusing to look back at him, all of those seconds when he wanted so desperately to grab her and hold her but knew he couldn’t, all of those times when she saved his butt without saying a word to him and earned his respect without trying. He still liked her, wouldn't forget about her like she wanted, but she was right, like always. He had Ellise, and, even though he hadn't seen her for nearly a month, he shouldn't give up on the hope that she might still be alive. Lizzie, he reflected, was an excellent ender; she could terminate anything, from lives to relationships.
Still, he felt compelled to tell her, "You know, this doesn't change anything." But he knew, in his heart, that it changed everything.

I take a creative writing class and we have a ten-minute free write at the beginning of every class and this is what my mind comes up with. XD

[Techmodifacations]

so...its over?

[Lizzy<3]

I don't get it he cares about Lizzie?