Basically my version of the beginning of Dead on Target. What I believe Joe should have done, and how it affects what happens in the garage. Sorry, a lot of you will probably want to kill me for what I do, but I couldn't help it. Plus, I have always hated how Joe flirts with every,single girl (Joe's my favorite Hardy Boy), so I thought that, for once, he would actually remember his girlfriend and not flirt. You all know where I'm going with this, right? One-Shot. I do not own The Hardy Boys.
A Burnt Soul
Frank spotted Iola making her way towards Joe, her boyfriend and his younger brother. He hurried after them, afraid that Joe had begun to flirt with another girl, and that he would pay the price, again. To his relief and amazement, his brother was not flirting with anyone, and was listening while Iola explained the problem of having no more leaflets for the rally, except for the ones in the car.
Joe nodded, and immediately headed for the garage, car keys in one hand, Iola's hand in his other. Frank frowned, for some reason, he felt like something was going to happen, something bad. He followed behind the couple, far enough back that they didn't see him.
Frank was rounding the corner when he heard his brother's shout of "Race you there!", and watched as Joe and Iola ran to the car, Joe slowly but surely getting into the lead.
Soon, Joe had reached the car, and quickly unlocked it, pulled it open, and...
An explosion ripped through the air. Iola screamed as it tossed her to the ground like a rag doll, three yards away from the car. Frank watched in horror as *flames shot fifty feet into the air, dropping chunks of wreckage- wreckage that just a moment earlier had been their yellow sedan.**
Joe felt his body being ripped apart, pain searing its way through his limbs, and a bloodcurdling scream*** ripped through his lips, now open wide. His last thoughts were "Please, God, save Iola, let her live."
Okay, I'm unsure of whether or not to keep going, so, if you all plead enough, I may make this into a Two-Shot.
*-** Franklin W. Dixon's words, not mine.
*** Always wanted to use those words!
Oh, and please review! Even if this is a One-Shot, I would like to know what you think!