THREE DELIVERY - Sinister Balls of Fire 2
BY CRYSTALQUIRT
Chapter 2
[incomplete]
Violence, angst, disaster. Tobey torture. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and any similarity between my secondary characters and anyone living or dead is completely unintentional, except those who already know I was describing them. *don't take as medical advice – it is fan fiction, duh.
Description: Tobey, caught in an innocent situation that looks real bad, is arrested for breaking and entering. Because of his 'dark' past, a security guard who blames Tobey for getting kicked off the police force, three years earlier tries to frame him for more and more terrible crimes to make him pay!
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"There it is, come on." Tobey and Sid followed Sue behind the bushes along the side of the road across the street. They stopped their bikes in a little park and stayed well hidden. Sue got low and looked across at the building for a moment. The security guard came out of the glass doors right across from them and lit a cigarette. It was dark and they couldn't tell much more than he was short and had a pot belly.
Tobey took the cookie out of his pocket. Sue whispered, "Wait, he will see the light from the transformation." Tobey nodded and they watched.
They could see the red glow and smoke brightly even from across the street in the darkness. The guy only took about three puffs off of his cigarette and then left it burning in the ash tray when he went back in.
Sid rolled his eyes. "Wow! At nearly ten dollars a pack you would think he wouldn't waste any of the 'disease causing' goodness."
"What a jerk!" Tobey cracked up so loudly Sue and Sid both pounced on him to shut him up. Still giggling, he broke the cookie and the flash surrounded all three of them. While Sue and Sid climbed off of him he stuffed both halves of the cookie in his monkey mouth. Sid accidentally stepped on his tail and made him squeal, Sue covered his mouth and he started choking on the cookie.
"Would you just go? Hurry up!" She scolded him. He coughed and grinned at them as he flapped his wings and lifted off the ground with very little effort.
They could hear Tobey coughing like he was trying to cough up a fur ball as he flew toward the roof of the building. Once he landed on the roof, he stopped coughing and ran, looking for the door.
Down on the street, Sue and Sid went wide and low and moved along the side of the building. From behind the bushes they could see the guard sitting at the front desk staring at a monitor, and frantically clicking a mouse. He made a hand gesture and slammed his fist on the desk. The mouse took a little trip through the air and slammed onto the floor.
"Whoa, he takes his game seriously,"
". . . and what a sore loser, hope Tobey doesn't run into him."
"He won't! Tobey will be in and out before he could even get up there in the elevator." Sue sounded so sure it made Sid more nervous.
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Tobey kept his wings folded tightly on his back trying to be smaller while he picked the lock. There were other, taller buildings nearby and he didn't want someone from another building to see him. A flying monkey picking a lock would surly make the morning news.
Tobey opened the door just wide enough to slip through sideways with his wings folded. Once inside he moved down the stairs silently staying close to the wall. He looked around carefully for security cameras as he went, but didn't see any yet.
On the next floor he jogged down the hall, watching for cameras and looking at the numbers on the doors. Maybe this building is too old. Maybe they never installed cameras in here! He moved faster after that thought came to him.
Tobey found the right office and got down on one knee to pick the lock. He still didn't see any cameras when he peeked through the door before he went in. Tobey relocked the door behind him and had no trouble finding the book. It was in a case built especially for displaying one large book right in front of the desk. He couldn't even find a lock to pick. I looked like it had no easy way to get access to the book. Tobey took the vial out and started to pour a little along the side.
When the Black Liquid made contact with the air, the whole vial started to melt in his fingers – Tobey let go of it and it splashed, not only melting the side of the glass, but the edge and side of the cabinet, the carpet, the front legs of an expensive looking chair and both of Tobey's shoes. He kicked them off just in time to save his feet.
"Oops." He whispered, and reached over all the gooey surfaces for the book. He lifted it carefully off of its short pedestal and held it over the desk to flip through the pages. When he got ten pages away from the recipe, he could see the magical glow he was after. He turned to it and took it out carefully from in between the pages. It had been in there so long, the pages around it glowed for a moment even after he removed it.
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Still staring through the glass next to the locked front doors from behind the bushes, Sue and Sid saw the guard startle. He had seen a shadow move across his monitor from the law offices on the top floor. He hurried and stuck his nightstick in its holster, made sure his cuffs were in their pouch and ran for the elevator. The guard with the nametag, 'Gary' impatiently kept pushing the button since the elevator didn't open right away.
"Oh no – Sue! He knows! He must have seen something on a monitor, or an alarm went off or something!"
Thinking quickly, Sue jumped out from behind the bushes and pounded on the glass doors trying to distract Gary. Knowing the door was locked and she couldn't bother him unless he let her, he made a rude hand gesture and got in the elevator. Sue watched as the elevator doors closed.
"What do we do?" when Sue looked at Sid he was calling Tobey.
Tobey whispered when he answered. "Yes."
"The guard is on is way up! He saw you on a monitor or something, get out of there!"
"Right – I have the recipe – see you soon."
Tobey rolled up the recipe and ran for the door. He almost yanked his arm out of its socket, when the door didn't open – he forgot he locked it. He fumbled with his monkey fingers and finally got it, but when he ran out in the hall, he was disoriented in the large, 'everything looks the same' building and ran the wrong way. He found himself right in front of the elevators and one of them was opening with the guard impatiently waiting behind the doors. Tobey jumped into the air and flew around the corner.
It was too narrow in the hallway and he folded his wings back up. On his feet again he ran silently down the long hallway and around the next corner. The guard had just barely made it to the first corner going the other way. He was heading for the office first and hadn't seen Tobey at all yet.
"Yes!" Tobey exclaimed. He looked at the recipe rolled up in his hand and jogged toward where he thought the stairs to the roof might be. The guard knocked a hole in the wall when he got to the office and found his 'perpetrator' was already gone. Trying to think ahead, he headed for the stairs too. All the physical activity got him coughing and he had trouble being stealthy.
Tobey got to the end of the hall and pressed flat against the wall to look around the next corner. He still didn't see any stairs or signs pointing to 'Exit' or even better 'Stairs' so he thought even the elevator might do, if he got down to the first floor, he could pick the lock and get out that way. He started jogging down the next hallway staying close to the wall wishing he was invisible, instead of a monkey.
Tobey realized the numbers on the doors were getting bigger. He was sure he needed them to go down, from the 350's to the 310 ish numbers to wind up where he started. The office he broke into was 322 and the stairs were before that so he ran back the way he came. "Duh, I wish I would' a thought of that sooner."
Halfway down the hall, back in front of the 333 door the last sensation he expected came over him, stopping him in his tracks. With a flash of light, he turned back into human Tobey!
"What? This isn't supposed to happen until I break another cookie! This is really bad." He said mostly to himself. Well I can still make it to the roof and take the fire escape down. He put the rolled up recipe under his shirt. I'm gonna have to talk to Nana about the guarantee on her cookies. While he spent all that time thinking, at least he was running too, but around a corner, he ran into a solid, but soft, really stinky cigarette-smelling wall and fell back on his butt.
The guard pointed the end of the nightstick in his face. "It's you! The punk who ruined my life!"
Tobey gasped and started scooting backwards as fast as he could! He recognized him! It was the arresting officer-turned security guard from when he was twelve years old - Gary Smith! The guard lunged at him and Tobey was so scared he froze. Gary put his nightstick uncomfortably close to Tobey's face. "If I had known you were still living around here I would have paid you back a long time ago for what you did to me."
"What I did to you! Are you kidding? You were the one who broke my arm! I wasn't fighting or even trying to get away – and I was twelve years old! Whatever happened – you did it to yourself!" Gary swung the end of his nightstick at Tobey's head, Tobey blocked with is forearm.
"Well, I see I didn't teach you as much as I hoped three years ago. You need another session!"
When he lunged at Tobey the next time, Tobey rolled out of the way and got to his feet and took off running. The guard walked quickly after him, but wasn't really hurrying. He knew there was no way out the way he was running. Not even a window.
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While he ran, Tobey pulled out his phone and frantically called Sid.
"Tobey?" he answered quickly.
"Sid! Help – it's him, the cop from when I was twelve! He said he's gonna teach me again! Nana's spell didn't last-I can't . . . Aahg."
He stopped speaking abruptly when the guard's thrown nightstick hit him in the back of the head and made him drop his phone.
"TOBEY! TOBEY! Oh no – Sue! The guard found him! And it's the same guy who broke his arm three years ago! He's the bad tempered security guard here!"
"Oh no!" She dialed Nana as they ran around the building toward the fire escape. Once under it, Sid jumped up, pulled the ladder down and started climbing. Sue hung up and told him Nana was on her way.
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Tobey found an open door and realized it was the same office he found the recipe in. he ran in and locked the door behind him.
"Crap! There are no windows in here!" He figured he could hide and when the guy came in, he would run past him and escape. Now he knew which way to go to find the stairs.
Tobey hid next to a bookcase, he was skinny enough to get out of sight next to it, and he made sure his bright white bangs weren't sticking out. He didn't think about the corner also being a good place to get trapped in.
The guard sauntered in, he was in no rush. "I know you're in here you little punk. Come on out and let me show you the error of your ways. You know, I could tell you were no good the first time I saw you."
Tobey sucked in his already sucked in gut, even tighter and held his breath. He smelled the guard before he saw him.
Without warning his shirtfront was grabbed and he was yanked out from the corner and after uttering a muffled sound of surprise, he was pushed to the floor with a nightstick pressed hard against his sternum. It hurt just to breathe, he didn't dare move.
"No! I wasn't stealing anything! I just got locked out on the roof after hours - I was up there all night waiting for someone to come out so I could get back down to the first floor."
"Oh ya?" The guard dropped to his knee and grabbed a handful of Tobey's hair behind his ear. "There's no one else here yet, to have let you off the roof." He lifted Tobey's head up to look right into his face and Tobey turned his head away not wanting to breathe in anymore of the guy's cigarette breath and spittle than he had to.
"Don't you dare look away from me! Listen! I know you're lying – what were you doing in this office?"
"Nothing, the door was unlocked – I was looking for a phone to call for help getting out of here!" Tobey's chest heaved he was breathing so fast.
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"Shit the door is locked!" Sue was on the verge of crying! "Can't you pick the lock?"
"You know I can't Mei Mei - that's Tobey's claim to fame!"
"We gotta get in there-what do we do? And where are the cops! If a guard sees a break in and calls the police, wouldn't they have been here by now?"
"From what Tobey said, this guy probably hasn't called the police yet - he may want to punish Tobey himself!"
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The guard mashed the nightstick harder into Tobey's chest and made him wince, his breathing got even faster more like panting.
"Keep your hands up." Tobey bent his elbows and stretched his fingers open with the back of his hands pressed into the floor on either side just over his head. Tobey didn't move except to breathe. He thought maybe if he was cooperative enough, the guy would just have him arrested without the rough stuff. Gary let go of Tobey's hair and started patting him down like he was looking for weapons.
Tobey gasped when he pulled the recipe out of his shirt. "Is this what you were stealing? Looks like a recipe! What are you - a cook? Maybe they will let you be a cook in prison."
"I'm too young for prison."
"Only a few years away the path you're on – if you live that long."
Tobey was so scared already - that threat made him gasp and bend his knee with his leg off the floor a little, showing how much he wanted to run. Gary exchanged the nightstick for his fist to punch him in the center of his chest and cracked him across his thigh with it. Tobey cried out after the punch and the hit with the stick to his leg. He hit Tobey so hard that if he would have hit him in the knee he would have broken it.
"Flat on the carpet!"
Tobey winced and whined through his teeth. "Please, just call the police – let them come arrest me! I'll go quietly!"
"I bet you will, you know they will let you off."
"I didn't do anything but get trapped up here when the building closed! Please!"
"Stop lying!" He pulled back the nightstick to hit him again and Tobey twisted out from under the fist that had been pressing into his chest. As he rolled to his feet to run, the nightstick cracked him just above the knee on his other leg and he fell on his stomach. The guard was on top of him with a knee in his back.
"Resisting arrest huh?"
Holding him down with his knee, he grabbed Tobey's wrist and twisted it up behind his back.
Tobey started screaming and sobbing when he felt him grab his wrist. He kicked with his legs trying to get away as the guard calmly took the cuffs out of their case on his belt. He casually swung the cuffs and hit Tobey in the temple with them. Tobey stopped screaming for a few seconds and blood trickled into his white bangs.
"No! Please!" he screamed and struggled again when he heard the cuff snap closed on his wrist. The guard reached for his other wrist and snapped the cuff on it too and Tobey screamed even louder and then lay still, sobbing.
Sid and Sue could even hear him screaming from outside! "TOBEY!" They screamed back.
"Sid something real bad is happening to Tobey in there!" Sid started slamming against the heavy door with his shoulder but had no luck budging the outward opening door. Sue saw Nana running across the roof at them, and at the same time, heard sirens and squealing tires below on the street.
"Nana! We can hear Tobey in there! He's been screaming!"
Afraid the police would get up there in time; Nana took a turkey baster out of her bag full of liquid with a mist rising from the tip. She squirted the liquid in the key hole and turned the knob. The whole lock and doorknob disintegrated in her hand. Sid was the first down the steps. Nana called the room number to find as they ran down stairs.
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Once he had the cuffs on his 'suspect' he flipped him over on his back and emptied Tobey's pockets. Finding nothing else he grabbed the recipe again and got right in Tobey's face again.
"What is this?" he held the recipe up so Tobey could see it.
"It's my Nana's recipe, I didn't steal it! Please give it back!"
The guard looked around, hearing the sirens too. "Damn, why are they here already! I didn't call 'em yet."
He put the recipe in his pocket, flipped Tobey back on his stomach and picked him up by the handcuffs. He thought his shoulders were coming right out of their sockets and he started screaming again. He only made it up as far as his knees before a fist slammed into his stomach knocking the wind out of him. The guard let go of the handcuffs and let Tobey fall back down on the carpet.
Tobey could see Gary out of the corner of his eye and couldn't believe what he was seeing! The ex-cop was bashing the back of his own hand with the paperweight from the desk. He hit his hand until it started to bleed and to finish off the effect he was after; he pulled the closet door into his own face as hard as he could over and over, until he had blood running out of his hair and the start of a black eye.
Tobey lost track of him for a few seconds, but lifted his head, painfully to find him standing on a chair taking the tape out of the video camera – Tobey couldn't see what he did with it.
Gary hurried and kicked Tobey one more time when he heard someone pound on the office door and at least two voices yelling Tobey! Tobey heard it too, but couldn't answer them through the wall of pain he was struggling with.
Just then the doorknob fell in, landed on the carpet behind him and the door flew open. Sid and Sue ran straight to Tobey and kneeled down to check him. Nana watched the guard. He was moaning and looking as pitiful as he could. Two policemen came in right behind Nana.
"Tobey it's us." Sue told him. Tobey struggled against the handcuffs and uttered sounds that sounded like a trapped animal.
Sue panicked. "Can't you get these off of him? They're upsetting him."
The guard answered her. "That dangerous desperate criminal won't be getting those off any time soon. He better get used to wearing em."
"Dangerous! Your nuts! Tobey's not dangerous at all – you are the one who's dangerous!" She started to argue with him but Tobey interrupted her. "I'm ok now Sue." Sid patted his back wishing for a way to help him.
Gary Smith went on to tell the police how this crazed teen, came in to rob the place and how "He must have been looking for drugs."
"In a law office?" Officer Lucas questioned his reasoning. "There are Doctors and Dentists in this building too."
"I wasn't stealing anything. I told you I got lost and was looking for a phone."
"Stop lying – you tried to kill me! Look at the blood on my head! He took my nightstick and hit me with it. I hurt my hand taking it away from him."
"Enough." Officer Lucas looked sad, but told the other Officer to just read Tobey his rights, Tobey was under arrest.
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[Tobee continued . . . ]