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Crescent - Return Home (Chapter 7)Philip walked down the straight corridor and back into the main cavern. Everyone was still working on their computers and tablets. He was walking towards the lift when Pixel called called to him.
"Falcon, hey, wait a sec. Let me just finish up and I'll be right over, I've gotta go back to Hayfield too." she said. She flicked some images round in a seemingly random order then called to someone below. "Doctor McGregor, I'm giving you control." she said, tapped her console and the green light faded while a man sitting at one of the computers nodded.
Pixel ran over and got in the lift with him. "Where about in the Haystack do you come from?" she asked, pressing the black button.
"How do you know I come from Hayfield?" he asked then instantly regretted it - it made him sound stupid.
"Really? You're asking me that? Well, A: your accent and B: I read your file." she said with arched eyebrows.
"I should've guessed." he mumbled.
"Yeah, you should have." she said as the elevator opened onto the
Crescent - New Era (Chapter 6)The white, metal table began to pulse green then what appeared to be bolts of green lightening sparked and spread from Pixel's fingers and sunk into the metal. The electricity showed above the metal occasionally as it followed the curve of the table. It illuminated intricate patterns of parallel lines and circles. In these circles, images pixelated in from the edges, became clear and rose into the air, one from each circle and there were about seven circles on the surface of the table. Pixel flicked her left hand and sent all but one of these images into a column on the left side of her console where they floated and moved up or down in order of the line. Her right hand, however, pulled up one image, tapped it twice and it appeared on the large screen.
"Here we are..." Pixel muttered to herself. She zoomed in on the image on the screen, it was a line drawing of the layout of the cavern with red or green dots at certain points. She flicked it around until she found a green dot in the mi
Crescent - Headquarters (Chapter 5)After Beam had left, Philip concentrated on lowering himself back onto the bed. After a few minutes of hard concentration he managed to flop back onto the hospital bed, the springs adjusting to the new weight, and almost instantly a woman of about twenty five, dressed in a lab coat and jeans and a T-shirt came in. Her auburn hair was tied back of her pale face and her brown eyes shimmered with warmth but she looked formal and business like as well. She had turned the beeping machines off and undid the straps tying him down.
"It seems you have control, come with me." she had said and led him through the doors into a wood panelled corridor. She had shown him a bathroom, handed him a blue T-shirt, some jeans and a pair of trainers and left so he could change out of his tattered school uniform. A few minutes later he had gone back into the corridor, shoving the uniform in his school bag that she had handed him, and followed her round a maze of corridors at a brisk pace. After a few minutes
Crescent - HATE (Chapter 4)Philip blinked once, twice and then answered. "Um, yeah, a little. Weren't they responsible for the drought of the Thames?" he said.
"Ah, that's where many people are wrong. Before that, we were considered heroes, people looked up to us, but after the... Incident in London, most think of us as terrorists." Beam sighed.
After a few seconds when Beam had not carried on Philip said "Um, sir, you haven't fully explained who you are."
"Oh, sorry, I keep going off track. We are the Hidden Alliance of Talented Exceptions." Beam said, sitting on the end of Philip's bed.
Philip stared in disbelief. "So you are superheroes?!" he said.
Beam nodded. "People had to get their inspiration from somewhere, even if we are just rumours and urban legend to most people - past and present. Like Spiderman, he was based on an agent of ours named Arachnid. Magneto too, they got very close with this one as the agent's name was also Magneto. But as of late, someone has been recruiting into their own priva
Crescent - Game Change (Chapter 3)Kyle looked at Jess as she almost crashed into them. "What's wrong?" he asked.
Jess panted and leaned on Kyle's shoulder. "Sh-Shady's guy... Entrance." she breathed, clutching her side.
"A shady guy? As in black suit, sunglasses and slicked back hair kind of thing?" Kyle asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, not... Not a shady... Shady's, big s and apostrophe." she said.
Realisation and some fear dawned on Kyle's face.
"What?! What do you mean 'Shady's guy'?" Philip said, completely confused.
"Phil, this is big. You're gonna have to leave, like, now." Jess said, standing up straight now.
"Yeah, we'll come with you but we just need to get you out of here." Kyle said, heading for one of the exits from the quiet English corridor.
Just as Philip was about to move towards the exit, they heard boots are on the tiled floor. They all looked round and standing in an archway to an adjoining corridor stood a large, rough looking man. He wore black combats with a leather belt that held a range of weapon
Crescent - A Normal Day? (Chapter 2)Philip sat at his desk in Form. They were all single desks that contained the textbooks for whichever subject was taught in the room..
Mr Radly sat behind his desk and took the register. After this, he pulled out his newspaper and let them do whatever except leave or get too noisy. Philip's best friend, Kyle, wrote something on a piece of paper, folded it into an aeroplane and few it over to him. Philip opened it.
Hey Phil, who's the new chick?
It read in Kyle's, and all the other students, fancy scrawl.
Philip looked up and, sure enough, there was the new girl, sitting at a, once empty, desk at the front.
Her raven hair hung just above her elbows. On the left side ide of her face, some of her hair was clipped back with a twinkling, silver crescent hair pin. Her pale fingers tapped out a rhythm on her desk. Her face showed no emotion, just blankness as she gazed out of the windows. Her eyes were grey and the iris' were the same colour and perfect circles of the full moon.
What the heck, why not?Philip woke up staring at his ceiling, as usual. Ugh, he thought when he remembered it was Monday. He got up, turned off his alarm and went through to the kitchen. He nearly ripped his pyjama trousers on a screw sticking out from the hallway door and he decided to fix it before school.
When he got into the kitchen, he poured himself some cereal then remembered they were out of milk so he just ate it dry. He stood by the half-wall divide between the kitchen and living room and switched on the TV.
"... Over to Davina Sky, now, with an on-the-spot report. Davina?" the newsreader said and then the screen changed so it showed Tower Square with another news reporter standing in the wind and rain, surrounded by protesters.
"As you can see, Kate," she said "Everyone here is pretty angry." That's an understatement, Philip thought. They were pushing, shoving and screaming at each other. "All of the people protesting here today have been affected by the recent crime spree that seems to have no en
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