The Siege of the Supers by Logan Rutherford

Author:Logan Rutherford [Rutherford, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-09-14T23:00:00+00:00

27

Welcome to the STF

I looked down at the grey shirt I was wearing. Across the front in big black letters was the word TEMPEST. Below it were the letters STF in large bold letters.

It might as well have been a bullseye.

I looked across the commons room. There were three lines of tables, some couches in a corner, a bookshelf filled with the latest books along with some classics, and a TV with game systems hooked up to it. I looked up at the high ceiling where large stage lights were hung. In a ring around the ceiling were glass windows, behind which scientists were taking notes on clipboards, monitoring readings on computers and watching us like the lab rats they saw us as.

I scanned the room and searched for anybody that I recognized. Specifically, I searched for Brian. He was about to find out who I was. It was inevitable. I just wanted to get to him before he was able to shout my name. He had to know that he had to pretend he had no idea who I was. If he gave my identity away, I’d lose what little leverage I had over Loren and the STF.

“Holy. Shit,” someone said. It was someone sitting at the table closest to me, a young boy with dark skin. His shirt didn’t have a name on it like mine; his simply had the numbers 10927 printed across the front.

He stood from his seat. The people around him stopped what they were doing and looked at him, trying to figure out what was going on. They followed his gaze, and it led straight to me.

Soon, the whole room was looking at me. Staring. Reading the name on my shirt and then dropping their jaws. It was like clockwork.

I stood there awkwardly, not sure what to do. Everybody was just staring at me. It was like they were waiting for me to start flying around the room. To burst a hole through the roof and lead everyone to freedom. It was miserable. I could feel the eyes of the scientists watching me from behind the glass up above. I wanted to rip my shirt off and tear it to shreds. I wanted to say it was a joke, that I wasn’t really Tempest. This was just some sort of test.

Instead, I finally walked over to a water fountain nearby and got a drink. I heard whispers behind me as people began to speculate what I was doing there.

“Well, shit,” I heard someone say. “I was counting on him to save us. Now I’m gonna die here.”

“You think he’s strong enough to overpower the Eximus?”

“I thought he was working with the government the whole time.”

“You son of a bitch.”

I turned around after the last one and saw Brian Turner standing inches away from me. His face was red with anger. He looked like a bull that was about to charge.

I walked past him, toward a guy with large round glasses and shaggy brown hair. He was drawing something on the pages of a notebook.

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