Disclaimer: The pretender does not belong to me. Don't sue I don't have any money. Oh and uuhh I don't want to make anyone mad so… no infringement is intended. J
A/n: I did not like the ending to Island of the Haunted so here is my ending… or beginning. I hope you like it. By the way this is only my second Pretender Fan Fic.
Another a/n by the way I am going to split this story up into chapters so just so you know I am not done with it… I just have a lot of writer's block. This story was writen a year ago so just so you know I do not write like this anymore. Enjoy J J
Whichever airport they landed at
Right after Jarod crash landed before they got out of the plane
Whatever date it was
Lyle and Miss Parker along with Raines made their way to the front of the plane. Jarod was slumped over in the front seat. There were cuts all over his face and his right leg was turned at an odd angle. He was unconscious. Lyle pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Well it is a good thing that all of the airports on that map were Center airports," he said. Then Lyle ordered the man on the other end of the phone to come and get them.
Back at The Center
6:00 AM
Blue Cove, Delaware
Jarod awoke slowly and painfully. His face felt like it was on fire and his leg and ribs hurt like heck. He opened his eyes with a groan and noticed right away that he was back at The Center. He swore under his breath. He looked around and realized that he was chained in a sitting position on a metal chair. He looked around and saw Lyle walk in a door off to the right. Lyle walked straight over to the protégé.
" I would thank you for saving my life if I was the kind of person to say thank you, but I'm not. Now we want you to do some sims for us. Or else!" said Lyle
"You must be nuts. That is the reason why I ran away from this place. Now you think just because you have me injured and chained to a chair that I will automatically give in and do your sims for you? I don't think it works like that," said Jarod trying hard not to pass out from the pain in his leg and his ribs which he figured were both broken.
"We figured that you would say that so we found something that might change your mind," said Lyle. Lyle motioned to one of his sweepers who left the room and moments later came back dragging a young man about the age of twenty. Jarod swore under his breath. The man looked exactly like him.
I know it's short but... Ok I am sorry!! But you can read the next one right now! See how nice I am? *smiles* I am nice really I am *laughs evilly* mawhahaha *chokes falls over and dies*
A/n: I did not like the ending to Island of the Haunted so here is my ending… or beginning. I hope you like it. By the way this is only my second Pretender Fan Fic.
Another a/n by the way I am going to split this story up into chapters so just so you know I am not done with it… I just have a lot of writer's block. This story was writen a year ago so just so you know I do not write like this anymore. Enjoy J J
Whichever airport they landed at
Right after Jarod crash landed before they got out of the plane
Whatever date it was
Lyle and Miss Parker along with Raines made their way to the front of the plane. Jarod was slumped over in the front seat. There were cuts all over his face and his right leg was turned at an odd angle. He was unconscious. Lyle pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Well it is a good thing that all of the airports on that map were Center airports," he said. Then Lyle ordered the man on the other end of the phone to come and get them.
Back at The Center
6:00 AM
Blue Cove, Delaware
Jarod awoke slowly and painfully. His face felt like it was on fire and his leg and ribs hurt like heck. He opened his eyes with a groan and noticed right away that he was back at The Center. He swore under his breath. He looked around and realized that he was chained in a sitting position on a metal chair. He looked around and saw Lyle walk in a door off to the right. Lyle walked straight over to the protégé.
" I would thank you for saving my life if I was the kind of person to say thank you, but I'm not. Now we want you to do some sims for us. Or else!" said Lyle
"You must be nuts. That is the reason why I ran away from this place. Now you think just because you have me injured and chained to a chair that I will automatically give in and do your sims for you? I don't think it works like that," said Jarod trying hard not to pass out from the pain in his leg and his ribs which he figured were both broken.
"We figured that you would say that so we found something that might change your mind," said Lyle. Lyle motioned to one of his sweepers who left the room and moments later came back dragging a young man about the age of twenty. Jarod swore under his breath. The man looked exactly like him.
I know it's short but... Ok I am sorry!! But you can read the next one right now! See how nice I am? *smiles* I am nice really I am *laughs evilly* mawhahaha *chokes falls over and dies*