Warning: Violence and swearing ahead. Also possible smidgeon of slash depending on how this goes.
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Jumper or any of the characters from it, but like many other fans-I wish I did.
A/N: This is my second ever Jumper fan fiction. And I'm kicking it off. Not how long it'll be yet. R&R! Hope you like it.
Chapter One: Out of the Mess
Griffin twitched twice. "God, I'm going to kick David's ass when I get free," he grumbled as electricity surged again causing him pain along with a tremor. His senses picked up a nearby jump but he was unsure whether or not he was imagining it. 'Maybe it's just the current messing with my senses.' He scanned around with his eyes. A girl was standing, looking curiously at him while eating something. 'She wasn't there a few seconds ago...Oh well, anything to get me down from here.' Another surge and twitch. "Oi! You down there!" Griffin yelled.
The girl looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She glanced around. "Who, me?" she asked sarcastically.
Griffin fumed. "No, I meant your sodding food. Get me down!"
The girl looked at her food, then back up at Griffin. "Maybe." She gobbled down a few more bites and set her food down. She swallowed the last bit she had in her mouth and looked back up at him. "What should I do to get you down?"
"Damn it, anything!" Griffin shouted. He was just desperate to get down before the electricity did some major damage.
He watched as she stood there, thinking. She pursed her lips and put her hands on her hips. She looked down to the ground as she was in a deep concentraion. "I could jump you down maybe if I can just...?" She shook her head. "No..."
'Is she talking to herself?' Griffin wondered. 'Who cares. She's trying to figure out how to get me down. I should be doing the same.' His thought was interrupted by a jolt of electricity. He grimaced and groaned in pain. Griffin watched as she disappeared and reappeared in front of him. "Can't think of anything better," she grinned as she held out a hand.
He held out his right hand shakily, reaching for her hand. Once she grabbed his hand, she jumped quickly to the ground. He was shaken up and twitchy a little but he was down. He was on his knees and began to get up and even debated the thought of thanking her, but she was gone.
'Where'd she go?'He looked around tosee where she had left her her jump scar, but found none. 'Whatever,' Griffin thought. 'At least I'm out of that mess.'
Griffin jumped finally. He had to wander around the same area of Chechnya for almost an hour until the twitches stopped as the effects of the electricity had fully worn off and he could focus on his jumps again. He was sitting on a couch and in the process of taking off his shoes when he felt a jump. He looked around. No one was there and he definitely knew everyone had gone home for the night. "Well that's just bloody weird," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. He was in the furniture section of a department store in New York City where he was going to stay the night there incase Paladins were looking for him. 'Probably after that idiot David. If David went after that ruddy girl and survived, they're probably attacking him this very minute.' Griffin laughed to himself as he laid down on the couch and stretched out. He fell asleep and had the best sleep he had in a long time.
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She had jumped in and hoped he didn't attack her. She had to keep her tabs on them, and he was hardest. She knew David was with Millie on an island in the Caribbean right now, but she had followed Griffin to a department store and wondered: 'why?'And all he did was sleep. Sleep in the furniture section of a Macys. 'What's with this guy? Doesn't he kill the Paladins? Why is he just...relaxing?' She shook her head and wandered down to the first floor where the clothing was. She looked cautiously around before taking a pair of black skinny jeans from the women's section in her size and changing into them. She pulled her black boots over the jeans as she hopped over to the trashcan behind the counter and throwing away her old jeans. They had a rip and were dirty. She didn't care for keeping them anymore anyways since she was tracking him. 'He might notice me following him if I'm dressed the same...' she thought.
The plan ran through her head again. It seemed do-able but could she pull it off? 'Of course I can.' She giggled silently at herself as she jumped away.
