This story is rated pg for a small miniscule bit of bad language. I guess that's what it's supposed to be, I'm not to good with the rating system so...
I am making no money of this. I love every single one of the Invisible man Characters but unfortunately I own none of the characters in my story except Alex and Goretti who are products of the black hole that is my mind...
Please review I love feedback.
*Parents always tell you to look both ways before crossing the street. What great advice.*
"Is there a reason that when ever we yell freeze the bad guys run?" Darien panted as he and Hobbes chased their perp through the mountains.
"Because if they did freeze, our lives would be easy. Ok I'll follow him, you do your thing and come up on him from behind." Hobbes answered.
They split up. Darien quick silvered and ran across the road.
Alex was driving to her cabin when she hit something. She heard a sickening thud. "Oh great that was probably someone's dog," she muttered. She quickly got out and let out a cry of surprise when she saw not a dog but a man lying in the road. Alex rushed to his side. "Are you alright?" She helped him sit up.
Darien groaned as he sat up. His right leg was throbbing.
"I didn't see you."
'That's not surprising' he thought. He felt blood trickle down from his forehead. "It's my fault. I didn't look before I crossed the street."
"Are you hurt?"
"I think my right leg's broken."
"Oh man, here let me help you up." She slid her arm under his shoulder.
Darien winced as he stood up. He tried putting his weight on his leg. "Ah! Definitely broken." She supported him and let him sit in her car.
"Are you alone out here?" Alex asked.
"No, my partner's here. He's not gonna be too pleased when I don't show."
"Partner? Are you a cop?"
"No, federal agent. Department of Fish and Game."
Alex groaned. "I ran over a federal agent."
Darien started to feel lightheaded. "I'm gonna call him. He's going to be pissed."
He pulled out his cell phone. "Aw, crap." It was smashed. He tossed the phone into the road. "Do you have a phone?" he asked her.
"No, Sorry."
Darien's head started to spin. "I think I have a concussion." Everything started to blur. Then he blacked out.
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Darien woke up with a severe headache. A quick mental check told him it was a normal one not a QSM headache. His leg was really hurting now.
Darien looked around. He was in a small log cabin. He had no idea how he got there.
"How are you feeling?" said a voice that made him jump. He looked at her. It was the woman who had hit him.
"I'm okay thanks. Where am I?"
"My cabin. I was coming here when I hit you. I would have taken you to a hospital but the nearest one is forty miles and you had blacked out."
Darien ran his hand through his hair. He realized he didn't know her name. "I'm Darien," he said.
"Alexis, you can call me Alex."
He checked the snake. He had three green segments left. "I really have to find my partner. Can I use your phone?"
"Uh, I don't have a phone here."
"Great. Well can you drive me down to where our van we parked?"
"No can do. You've been out for almost two hours. It's been snowing." Alex gestured out the window at a good three feet of snow.
"Aw, crap." Darien didn't have too much time before QSM took over. He preferred not to go crazy while he was trapped in a cabin with an innocent woman. "I really have to leave. I have to get back to my Kee - Uh, Claire."
"I don't think you can go anywhere in this snow. Especially not on that leg."
Darien leaned against the back of the couch. She was right. 'Come on Darien there must be a way out of this,' he thought to himself.
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Hobbes trudged through the snow. "Fawkes? I'm gonna kill you. The perp got away! Fawkes! Where are you?" He had expected to find him at the van. "Fawkes?" He looked around. "If you're playing the see through game, I'm not in the mood." Hobbes looked at the ground. No footprints in the snow. Darien hadn't been back.
Hobbes tried calling him, but there was no answer. His paranoia was starting to kick in. He waited for forty-five minutes, then he pulled out his phone again.
"Claire? Uh, Fawkes is missing."
"What? What do you mean he's missing?"
"We split up to catch our perp and he never showed."
"When was that?" she asked.
"About an hour ago."
"Did you try calling him?"
"Yes I tried calling him. What do you think I would just say Fawkes is missing without calling him first?"
"Sorry I was just checking."
"Claire you don't think he's out there somewhere, hurt, unconscious, and invisible?"
There was silence. "Claire?"
"It's a possibility."
"Shit."
"He's going to need the counteragent soon, especially if he's been invisible for the past hour."
"He could be anywhere. And now there's a foot of snow."
"That's good! If Darien is invisible, the snow will make it easier to see him."
"And if he's not invisible he could freeze to death before I find him."
"Just go Bobby. I'm coming up there. He'll need the counteragent."
Hobbes hung up the phone. He started walking in the direction Darien had gone. "I hope he doesn't freeze," he muttered.
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Darien was sitting next to a flaming fire. "How far are we from the road we were on?"
"A few miles."
He checked his tattoo. Two segments left. He had been trying to think of what to do but nothing was coming to him. I like your cabin," he said attempting small talk.
"Thanks. I come up here to cure my writer's block."
"Are you an author?"
"Yeah, I write novels."
"I never met an author before."
"I've never met a federal agent before."
He smiled. Alex was cute. She was a little person with short brown hair and green eyes.
"So what were you doing up here?"
"Uh, investigating a...bird napping."
"Alex bird napping?"
"Yeah uh, someone stole a valuable bird and we were uh, trying to find it." Darien couldn't believe how stupid that sounded.
"So is Claire your girlfriend?"
"Huh?"
"You said you had to get to Claire."
"Oh. No she's my doctor. I don't have a girlfriend. What about you? Any lucky guy out there?"
"Nah. I'm not very good company. I've got books on the brain."
"That's not such a bad thing. Ah!" Darien's hand flew to the back of his neck.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he lied massaging the back of his neck.
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"Fawkes?" Hobbes called. He was looking for any sign of Darien. Twice he thought he had found him but it turned out to be a snow-covered log. He trudged through the snow, which was gradually getting deeper. He came to the road they had been at earlier.
Hobbes walked across it. He suddenly saw something. It was a smashed cell phone. Darien's smashed cell phone. He looked around hoping to see Darien. "Fawkes?" Still no answer. "Damn it Fawkes, where are you?"
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"Okay, now I'm worried," Darien thought to himself. His tattoo was completely red except for one segment and the pain in his head was steadily increasing.
"Hey are you ok? Your eyes are bloodshot." Alex asked him.
"Well here's the thing. You're really going to have to keep an open mind."
"I'm an author. I'm pretty open minded."
Darien sighed. He didn't even know where to start. "Okay. The reason for the eyes is a gland some scientists put into my head."
"A gland?"
"Yeah. Anyway the stuff in the gland fills up my bloodstream. If I don't get a shot I go crazy."
"Crazy." Alex repeated.
"Yes. It's not good to be around me when that happens."
"So what does this gland do?"
"Uh...nothing."
"Nothing? Scientists put a gland in your brain that does nothing?"
"Yes. Listen. I think it would be a good idea if you, like, locked me in the trunk of your car."
"What? That concussion did more damage than I thought."
"Alex," Darien was getting desperate. He had to prove it to her but if he went invisible there would be very little time to lock him up. "Ok, here's the deal," he said as he struggled to stand on his broken leg. "If I prove it to you, will you lock me up as soon as I'm done, no questions asked?"
Alex stared at him. "Darien -"
"Do you promise?"
"Ok I promise."
Darien stood up as straight as he could and quick silvered. He stayed invisible just long enough to show her.
Alex gasped.
He let the quicksilver flakes fall off him.
She gaped at him her mouth wide open.
Alex searing pain shot through Darien's head, causing him to fall to all fours. Then it was his legs turn. He yelped in pain.
"Darien! Are you okay?" Alex ran to his side.
"Lock me up now!" He pleaded. He looked at her, his eyes crimson red. Another shooting pain left him lying on the ground.
"Darien!"
Darien started to stand up, rubbing the back of his neck.
Alex watched as he stood on his broken leg with ease. Darien smiled at her, an almost evil smile.
"Alex, Alex, Alex." He said in an eerie voice. "You broke your promise Alex."
She backed away suddenly filled with fear.
"You promised you would lock me up." Darien smiled again.
She watched in terror as quick silver crawled its way up his legs and made everything but his eyes invisible. His crimson eyes stared at her for a moment then vanished.
Darien began to taunt her. "Alex," he whispered causing him to whirl toward the sound of his voice. He became visible right behind her. Alex slowly turned around. Her eyes were wide with fear.
He stared at her for a moment. Then Darien lunged at her. Alex screamed as they fell to the floor.
"Darien, please!" she cried. Alex watched as the look in his eyes changed from rage to pain.
Darien stood up and reached around, pulling out the gun Hobbes had given him for the assignment.
Alex started to cry. Darien stared at her intensely. "Use it if you have to," he said handing her the gun.
The pain in his head became unbearable. He dropped to the floor, his hands wrapped around his head.
"Darien!" Alex cried and at the same time another voice yelled it.
Alex watched as a blonde woman ran through the door followed by a short balding man.
The woman ran to Darien who was writhing on the floor in pain.
The man came over to her. He saw the gun in her hands. "Did you shoot him?" he asked.
"No..."
The man gently took the gun out of her hands. "Did he hurt you?"
"No." Alex watched as the women injected Darien with a blue liquid. He stopped moving.
"Is he okay?" Alex asked.
"He'll be fine," the women answered.
"Miss, if you'll come with me please."
Alex allowed the man to lead her outside towards a shabby looking van. "Miss how did you get the gun? Did Darien drop it?"
"No, he gave it to me."
"He did? So how long after he gave you the gun did he go insane?"
"What?"
"How long after he gave you the gun did he go insane?" he repeated.
"He was insane when he gave it to me."
"What?"
"He jumped on me. Then he stood up and pulled out the gun. For a second I thought he was going to shoot me but then he gave it to me."
"After he went insane? Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Wow." Hobbes was dumbfounded.
They walked back into the cabin. Darien was sitting on the couch; the woman was examining at his leg.
"We need to get you back to my lab," she was saying but then stopped when she saw Darien's face.
He stared at Alex, who was being careful not to meet his gaze.
Claire and Hobbes helped Darien up. They supported him as they walked to the door.
Alex held the door open for them.
As they passed her Darien met her eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered as they walked out the door.
I am making no money of this. I love every single one of the Invisible man Characters but unfortunately I own none of the characters in my story except Alex and Goretti who are products of the black hole that is my mind...
Please review I love feedback.
*Parents always tell you to look both ways before crossing the street. What great advice.*
"Is there a reason that when ever we yell freeze the bad guys run?" Darien panted as he and Hobbes chased their perp through the mountains.
"Because if they did freeze, our lives would be easy. Ok I'll follow him, you do your thing and come up on him from behind." Hobbes answered.
They split up. Darien quick silvered and ran across the road.
Alex was driving to her cabin when she hit something. She heard a sickening thud. "Oh great that was probably someone's dog," she muttered. She quickly got out and let out a cry of surprise when she saw not a dog but a man lying in the road. Alex rushed to his side. "Are you alright?" She helped him sit up.
Darien groaned as he sat up. His right leg was throbbing.
"I didn't see you."
'That's not surprising' he thought. He felt blood trickle down from his forehead. "It's my fault. I didn't look before I crossed the street."
"Are you hurt?"
"I think my right leg's broken."
"Oh man, here let me help you up." She slid her arm under his shoulder.
Darien winced as he stood up. He tried putting his weight on his leg. "Ah! Definitely broken." She supported him and let him sit in her car.
"Are you alone out here?" Alex asked.
"No, my partner's here. He's not gonna be too pleased when I don't show."
"Partner? Are you a cop?"
"No, federal agent. Department of Fish and Game."
Alex groaned. "I ran over a federal agent."
Darien started to feel lightheaded. "I'm gonna call him. He's going to be pissed."
He pulled out his cell phone. "Aw, crap." It was smashed. He tossed the phone into the road. "Do you have a phone?" he asked her.
"No, Sorry."
Darien's head started to spin. "I think I have a concussion." Everything started to blur. Then he blacked out.
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Darien woke up with a severe headache. A quick mental check told him it was a normal one not a QSM headache. His leg was really hurting now.
Darien looked around. He was in a small log cabin. He had no idea how he got there.
"How are you feeling?" said a voice that made him jump. He looked at her. It was the woman who had hit him.
"I'm okay thanks. Where am I?"
"My cabin. I was coming here when I hit you. I would have taken you to a hospital but the nearest one is forty miles and you had blacked out."
Darien ran his hand through his hair. He realized he didn't know her name. "I'm Darien," he said.
"Alexis, you can call me Alex."
He checked the snake. He had three green segments left. "I really have to find my partner. Can I use your phone?"
"Uh, I don't have a phone here."
"Great. Well can you drive me down to where our van we parked?"
"No can do. You've been out for almost two hours. It's been snowing." Alex gestured out the window at a good three feet of snow.
"Aw, crap." Darien didn't have too much time before QSM took over. He preferred not to go crazy while he was trapped in a cabin with an innocent woman. "I really have to leave. I have to get back to my Kee - Uh, Claire."
"I don't think you can go anywhere in this snow. Especially not on that leg."
Darien leaned against the back of the couch. She was right. 'Come on Darien there must be a way out of this,' he thought to himself.
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Hobbes trudged through the snow. "Fawkes? I'm gonna kill you. The perp got away! Fawkes! Where are you?" He had expected to find him at the van. "Fawkes?" He looked around. "If you're playing the see through game, I'm not in the mood." Hobbes looked at the ground. No footprints in the snow. Darien hadn't been back.
Hobbes tried calling him, but there was no answer. His paranoia was starting to kick in. He waited for forty-five minutes, then he pulled out his phone again.
"Claire? Uh, Fawkes is missing."
"What? What do you mean he's missing?"
"We split up to catch our perp and he never showed."
"When was that?" she asked.
"About an hour ago."
"Did you try calling him?"
"Yes I tried calling him. What do you think I would just say Fawkes is missing without calling him first?"
"Sorry I was just checking."
"Claire you don't think he's out there somewhere, hurt, unconscious, and invisible?"
There was silence. "Claire?"
"It's a possibility."
"Shit."
"He's going to need the counteragent soon, especially if he's been invisible for the past hour."
"He could be anywhere. And now there's a foot of snow."
"That's good! If Darien is invisible, the snow will make it easier to see him."
"And if he's not invisible he could freeze to death before I find him."
"Just go Bobby. I'm coming up there. He'll need the counteragent."
Hobbes hung up the phone. He started walking in the direction Darien had gone. "I hope he doesn't freeze," he muttered.
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Darien was sitting next to a flaming fire. "How far are we from the road we were on?"
"A few miles."
He checked his tattoo. Two segments left. He had been trying to think of what to do but nothing was coming to him. I like your cabin," he said attempting small talk.
"Thanks. I come up here to cure my writer's block."
"Are you an author?"
"Yeah, I write novels."
"I never met an author before."
"I've never met a federal agent before."
He smiled. Alex was cute. She was a little person with short brown hair and green eyes.
"So what were you doing up here?"
"Uh, investigating a...bird napping."
"Alex bird napping?"
"Yeah uh, someone stole a valuable bird and we were uh, trying to find it." Darien couldn't believe how stupid that sounded.
"So is Claire your girlfriend?"
"Huh?"
"You said you had to get to Claire."
"Oh. No she's my doctor. I don't have a girlfriend. What about you? Any lucky guy out there?"
"Nah. I'm not very good company. I've got books on the brain."
"That's not such a bad thing. Ah!" Darien's hand flew to the back of his neck.
"What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he lied massaging the back of his neck.
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"Fawkes?" Hobbes called. He was looking for any sign of Darien. Twice he thought he had found him but it turned out to be a snow-covered log. He trudged through the snow, which was gradually getting deeper. He came to the road they had been at earlier.
Hobbes walked across it. He suddenly saw something. It was a smashed cell phone. Darien's smashed cell phone. He looked around hoping to see Darien. "Fawkes?" Still no answer. "Damn it Fawkes, where are you?"
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"Okay, now I'm worried," Darien thought to himself. His tattoo was completely red except for one segment and the pain in his head was steadily increasing.
"Hey are you ok? Your eyes are bloodshot." Alex asked him.
"Well here's the thing. You're really going to have to keep an open mind."
"I'm an author. I'm pretty open minded."
Darien sighed. He didn't even know where to start. "Okay. The reason for the eyes is a gland some scientists put into my head."
"A gland?"
"Yeah. Anyway the stuff in the gland fills up my bloodstream. If I don't get a shot I go crazy."
"Crazy." Alex repeated.
"Yes. It's not good to be around me when that happens."
"So what does this gland do?"
"Uh...nothing."
"Nothing? Scientists put a gland in your brain that does nothing?"
"Yes. Listen. I think it would be a good idea if you, like, locked me in the trunk of your car."
"What? That concussion did more damage than I thought."
"Alex," Darien was getting desperate. He had to prove it to her but if he went invisible there would be very little time to lock him up. "Ok, here's the deal," he said as he struggled to stand on his broken leg. "If I prove it to you, will you lock me up as soon as I'm done, no questions asked?"
Alex stared at him. "Darien -"
"Do you promise?"
"Ok I promise."
Darien stood up as straight as he could and quick silvered. He stayed invisible just long enough to show her.
Alex gasped.
He let the quicksilver flakes fall off him.
She gaped at him her mouth wide open.
Alex searing pain shot through Darien's head, causing him to fall to all fours. Then it was his legs turn. He yelped in pain.
"Darien! Are you okay?" Alex ran to his side.
"Lock me up now!" He pleaded. He looked at her, his eyes crimson red. Another shooting pain left him lying on the ground.
"Darien!"
Darien started to stand up, rubbing the back of his neck.
Alex watched as he stood on his broken leg with ease. Darien smiled at her, an almost evil smile.
"Alex, Alex, Alex." He said in an eerie voice. "You broke your promise Alex."
She backed away suddenly filled with fear.
"You promised you would lock me up." Darien smiled again.
She watched in terror as quick silver crawled its way up his legs and made everything but his eyes invisible. His crimson eyes stared at her for a moment then vanished.
Darien began to taunt her. "Alex," he whispered causing him to whirl toward the sound of his voice. He became visible right behind her. Alex slowly turned around. Her eyes were wide with fear.
He stared at her for a moment. Then Darien lunged at her. Alex screamed as they fell to the floor.
"Darien, please!" she cried. Alex watched as the look in his eyes changed from rage to pain.
Darien stood up and reached around, pulling out the gun Hobbes had given him for the assignment.
Alex started to cry. Darien stared at her intensely. "Use it if you have to," he said handing her the gun.
The pain in his head became unbearable. He dropped to the floor, his hands wrapped around his head.
"Darien!" Alex cried and at the same time another voice yelled it.
Alex watched as a blonde woman ran through the door followed by a short balding man.
The woman ran to Darien who was writhing on the floor in pain.
The man came over to her. He saw the gun in her hands. "Did you shoot him?" he asked.
"No..."
The man gently took the gun out of her hands. "Did he hurt you?"
"No." Alex watched as the women injected Darien with a blue liquid. He stopped moving.
"Is he okay?" Alex asked.
"He'll be fine," the women answered.
"Miss, if you'll come with me please."
Alex allowed the man to lead her outside towards a shabby looking van. "Miss how did you get the gun? Did Darien drop it?"
"No, he gave it to me."
"He did? So how long after he gave you the gun did he go insane?"
"What?"
"How long after he gave you the gun did he go insane?" he repeated.
"He was insane when he gave it to me."
"What?"
"He jumped on me. Then he stood up and pulled out the gun. For a second I thought he was going to shoot me but then he gave it to me."
"After he went insane? Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Wow." Hobbes was dumbfounded.
They walked back into the cabin. Darien was sitting on the couch; the woman was examining at his leg.
"We need to get you back to my lab," she was saying but then stopped when she saw Darien's face.
He stared at Alex, who was being careful not to meet his gaze.
Claire and Hobbes helped Darien up. They supported him as they walked to the door.
Alex held the door open for them.
As they passed her Darien met her eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered as they walked out the door.