Reminder: just a fanfic I wrote back when I was in middle school (2001-ish) Enjoy!
Six hours later, I woke up on an airplane. I looked around to see a stewardess smiling at me.
“Where am I?”
“You’re on a plane about to land in Los Angeles in five minutes.” She told me.
I told her thanks and laid my head back down.
“You know, you’re pretty famous. It’s in all the newspapers about how you saved those girls.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes, Majestic! Can I get your autograph?”
Pleasantly surprised, I said sure and gave it to her.
Once we landed, a couple of crew members put me in a stretcher. I let them even though I wasn’t in critical condition. They tried to put me in an ambulance and that’s when I got up and showed I could walk on my own. I asked one of the personnel where they rest of G-Force had gone. She said they went home, and went on about her business.
I entered the airport and looked around for assistance. I was still twelve, after all. LAX was huge, a lot bigger than Atlanta’s. Some of the writings were in different languages I couldn’t understand. It was pretty hopeless. But I decided ot take advantage of this situation and talk to people I’ve never met.
The first person I decided to talk to was a girl who looked about my age. She and the girl standing next to her turned around. I recognized them as the Olsen twins.
“Hey, do you know where the information desk is?”
As they stared at me, their mouths dropped. “You’re Majestic!” They said in unison.
This caused a chain reaction in the people surrounding us. I was embrassed and started to blush. That’s when a group of fans came running and screaming my name. I took off running the other way. It was like an obstacle course the way I leaped over props and rails. Finally, I lost most of the reporters by jumping from the balcony of the fourth level out of the airport. Even though I was free, I didn’t stop running.
After about thirty minutes of running and sightseeing the Los Angeles area, I finally stopped at a skate park by the beach to rest. I was so exhausted that some of the skaters came and offered me some water.
“Man, are you okay?” One of them asked.
“I’ll be alright.” I said in a wheeze.
“Welcome to LA, Majestic.” A girl shot out.
Hearing my name from strangers was beginning to take a traumatic effect on me. I turned to her, wide-eyed as if I might need to take off again.
“Majestic? From the news?”
“No way dude! Yo, my name is Johnny Quest. These are my friends Alex Summer and Karen.”
“I’m just here for the summer. Hope to catch you again bro!” Alex said before going off to skate.
All of them had blonde hair, but Karen’s hair was curly.
“Yo man, that was cool saving those girls. They were friends of mine.” Johnny told me as Karen went off to skate with Alex.
“What do you mean?” I asked. “Those girls live in London?”
Johnny smirked. “You must not watch the news. My dad is Dr. Quest. You know? The famous inventor and scientist? Any of this ringing a bell?”
I still look puzzled.
He chuckled, “Don’t hurt yourself. My dad travels all over the world as an archeologist. I met those girls. Juli, Juni, and Morrigan during a visit to London. They’re actually pretty good at martial arts. By the way, I know Juli and Juni were saved, but I didn’t see Morrigan. What happened to her?”
“She’s dead.” I said, trying not to think about her face.
“That’s messed up. But, thanks for saving Juli and Juni. If you ever need anything, come visit me at Quest Enterprises downtown. That’s probably where I’ll be. Catch you later.”
I looked around as the sun scorched down and thought reflectively, “man, I can’t let this beat me up. I tried my best and that’s good enough. Right?”
All the sudden, I heard someone arguing. I looked up to see Johnny getting pushed into a wall by a cream haired boy and a black kid with short dreads. I hurried over there and shouted, “Leave him alone!”
I shoved the cream-haired kid and he hit the ground hard. The black kid ran to his side and asked, “Travis, you alright.”
With fury in his eyes, Travis swiped the black kid aside and jump-kicked to his feet. He got in my face and my ego raised to the occasion. I wanted to see what these guys were made of.
“What’s up, punk!” Travis snarled. “Who do you think you are? Do you know who you’re messin with? You’re messin with Sean and me, the Chameleon. We’re part of G-X! Generation Xtreme!”
He shouted this in my face. In an impulsive burst of motion, I summoned my sword that seemingly appeared out of thin air and aimed the tip at Travis’s throat, slowly backing him away.
“Oh, look at this bitch.” Sean smirked. “Can’t fight a Street Fight, faggot?”
I drove my sword into the sand. “Anytime!”
Before I could get ready, Travis came at me, punching my in my stomach and then kneeing me in my face. I was knocked into the air but did a back-handspring to stay on my feet. He was at it again. He swung at my face but missed. He tried again but this time I caught his arm and pulled him in, kneeing him in the ribs before slamming him over my shoulders.
I then turned to Sean. I couldn’t find him.
“MAJESTIC, LOOK OUT!” Johnny shouted.
I looked up to see Sean soaring for me with his heel’s aiming for me face. I quickly stepped out of the way just in time to avoid his attack and countered with a powerful side-kick I’d seen Ryu do a hundred times. The bottom of my shoe caved into his chest and sent him rolling on his back.