Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. So please, don't sue. The words in
italics at the beginning of every chapter are the lyrics to the song
"Existence" by Kevin Max. I don't own the song either.
A/N: Please enjoy the story. I plan for it to have a few chapters. Read, enjoy, and review.
Chapter 1: Threshold
"You come into the threshold
Of another starless night of fear"
Miss Parker burst into the room, causing Broots to jump. Even though he had said this was urgent, he hadn't expected her so soon.
"This better be good." She warned, fingering the gun at her side. She was in no mood to hear anything bad. She only wanted good news. She pitied the person who told her bad news today. Broots gulped.
"Better than good. Jarod has been sighted five minutes from here. If you hurry you might just get to him before he leaves. I don't think he knows that we know he is here." Miss Parker was out the door in a flurry before Broots even finished. Broots grumbled to himself.
"I give her some of the best news she's heard in the past two weeks and she doesn't even say 'thank you'. How rude." It was to be expected, though. She was still Miss Parker, after all.
* * *
"Can't the light turn green any faster?" Miss Parker growled, anxious to get to Jarod. The light seemed to have been red forever.
"Patience, Parker. Patience. We'll get there soon enough." Sydney said. Miss Parker just scowled at him. Finally, the light turned green. The car raced up the main road, then turned left onto a side street.
It had been over two weeks since they had had a lead on Jarod. And now, he appeared in Blue Cove. What possessed him to come back here? Miss Parker wondered. She thought Jarod would have stayed as far from the Centre and this place as he could. But, that was Jarod for you. Always doing the unexpected. This time though, he's going to regret it. Miss Parker thought, gently touching her gun.
They pulled up in front of an apartment complex, which needed to be renovated. The paint on the shutters and front door was peeling. The building looked like it could collapse at any moment. The old staircase on the outside of the building was rusted and needed to be replaced. If this was the appearance of the outside, Miss Parker didn't want to know what it looked like on the inside. All in all, it was a very dismal looking place.
Getting out of the car, Miss Parker immediately began giving orders to the Sweepers.
"Go around to the back. Cut off all means of escape. You there, take two Sweepers with you and make sure he can't escape by that old staircase." The Sweepers raced to do her bidding. Suddenly, one of them stopped and pointed to the staircase where a lone figure could be seen running down the stairs.
"Look! It's him."
"We've got him now." Miss Parker's words were full of triumph. She dashed down the alley on the side of the building, planning to cut him off at the bottom of the stairs. Sydney and three of the Sweepers followed. The other three Sweepers were racing to the staircase, planning to stop Jarod from retreating up the stairs once he realized what was down below him.
Jarod looked panicked. Miss Parker smiled. He had been caught unaware. He probably hadn't expected them to show up so soon. He was out of luck. Because now, he was trapped.
He had made it to the end of the stairs. Sweepers were coming at him from behind him and Miss Parker was in front of him. Jarod considered what to do. Miss Parker had never shot him before. Why should she now? He knew the Sweepers wouldn't be so kind. Risking it, he ran toward Miss Parker, hoping to go around her. He never made it.
Miss Parker raised her gun. The shot echoed through the alley. The Pretender was down.
A/N: Please enjoy the story. I plan for it to have a few chapters. Read, enjoy, and review.
Chapter 1: Threshold
"You come into the threshold
Of another starless night of fear"
Miss Parker burst into the room, causing Broots to jump. Even though he had said this was urgent, he hadn't expected her so soon.
"This better be good." She warned, fingering the gun at her side. She was in no mood to hear anything bad. She only wanted good news. She pitied the person who told her bad news today. Broots gulped.
"Better than good. Jarod has been sighted five minutes from here. If you hurry you might just get to him before he leaves. I don't think he knows that we know he is here." Miss Parker was out the door in a flurry before Broots even finished. Broots grumbled to himself.
"I give her some of the best news she's heard in the past two weeks and she doesn't even say 'thank you'. How rude." It was to be expected, though. She was still Miss Parker, after all.
* * *
"Can't the light turn green any faster?" Miss Parker growled, anxious to get to Jarod. The light seemed to have been red forever.
"Patience, Parker. Patience. We'll get there soon enough." Sydney said. Miss Parker just scowled at him. Finally, the light turned green. The car raced up the main road, then turned left onto a side street.
It had been over two weeks since they had had a lead on Jarod. And now, he appeared in Blue Cove. What possessed him to come back here? Miss Parker wondered. She thought Jarod would have stayed as far from the Centre and this place as he could. But, that was Jarod for you. Always doing the unexpected. This time though, he's going to regret it. Miss Parker thought, gently touching her gun.
They pulled up in front of an apartment complex, which needed to be renovated. The paint on the shutters and front door was peeling. The building looked like it could collapse at any moment. The old staircase on the outside of the building was rusted and needed to be replaced. If this was the appearance of the outside, Miss Parker didn't want to know what it looked like on the inside. All in all, it was a very dismal looking place.
Getting out of the car, Miss Parker immediately began giving orders to the Sweepers.
"Go around to the back. Cut off all means of escape. You there, take two Sweepers with you and make sure he can't escape by that old staircase." The Sweepers raced to do her bidding. Suddenly, one of them stopped and pointed to the staircase where a lone figure could be seen running down the stairs.
"Look! It's him."
"We've got him now." Miss Parker's words were full of triumph. She dashed down the alley on the side of the building, planning to cut him off at the bottom of the stairs. Sydney and three of the Sweepers followed. The other three Sweepers were racing to the staircase, planning to stop Jarod from retreating up the stairs once he realized what was down below him.
Jarod looked panicked. Miss Parker smiled. He had been caught unaware. He probably hadn't expected them to show up so soon. He was out of luck. Because now, he was trapped.
He had made it to the end of the stairs. Sweepers were coming at him from behind him and Miss Parker was in front of him. Jarod considered what to do. Miss Parker had never shot him before. Why should she now? He knew the Sweepers wouldn't be so kind. Risking it, he ran toward Miss Parker, hoping to go around her. He never made it.
Miss Parker raised her gun. The shot echoed through the alley. The Pretender was down.