Hi guys, soooo sorry for late update. Changed my mind. Won't update every week, I'll update asap. Sorry about that.
Has anyone read the story 'Shattering Glass' by theuntitled? You should, it's REALLLLLLLY good. It was one of the first stories that I read on this site. Because of that story and also a few others, I'm wrighting this story now. That story is quite an eye opener, and really get's your attention on every chapter.(Well for me anyway;D) Hope you enjoy this new chapter, it should make a little more sense in this chapter, or not. You have to read to find out. Like I said, ENJOY!
Chapter 3: All Sorts Of Questions.
The next morning, Lucy had thought to ask her mother if she could stay at home but didn't want to tell her about the men from last night with their guns, it would scare her too much, but instead, decided not to say anything and just went to her last day of university before she finished.
All the way there, Lucy kept looking behind her and to her sides; she even used the signals around her to look through the CCTV cameras to make sure they were nowhere near her.
After the day had finished and everyone in the building was celebrating, Lucy started to make her way home. She was too scared to take the route she had used last night to go back home or her usual rout; she had to go a different way this time. The way she took takes around half an hour to get back home but it was a less of a chance for them to find her down this way, because she had barley ever walked that way. It was peaceful enough she thought, not that crowded, they couldn't hide from her now.
"Dr. Rosen…Dr. Rosen I found her, she's over there" said a voice, a young voice from behind her.
When Lucy turned around, there were four figures standing not that far from her. The person that she had heard talking was pointing at her; he looked young, maybe the same age as she was, had dark straight hair and light brown eyes.
The man that he was talking to was a lot older than he was, maybe around his mid or late 40, graying hair and wore glasses.
The other two guys were running after her, one had brown color skin, a big frame of a body and had a gun holstered under his left arm, the other guy had white color skin, a smaller frame than the other man but she couldn't see any gun on him.
Not again! Lucy thought and started to run, again.
The older man ran in the opposite direction to her but the younger boy came after her as well as the two men.
Lucy turned down an alleyway to find herself in dead end.
Grate, just my luck! Lucy thought to herself. She looked around to find the two men standing in front of her.
The bigger man was sweating already and looked as though he had just run for hours. The other man however was calm and didn't dare look away from her, just in case he might lose her.
They started to walk forward, and Lucy's first thought was to try and defend herself. She picked up a pipe that was on the floor next to her and then went straight for the bigger man. She had hit him harder than she thought was possible for her.
He fell to his knees and then the other guy was coming straight after him to get at her.
She swung at him to, but at the last second, he moved out of the way, missing the blow by inches. He then tried to grab for the pipe to disarm her, but Lucy managed to make him miss again by inches.
The other man as getting back up on his feet again and she would have no chance against the both of them together. She had to act quickly.
She looked around and swung the pipe around doing a full 360 degrees turn and managed to knock them both down again.
Then she heard a noise came from behind her and her instinct was to turn around and hit them to. As she turned around at the last second she stopped as she saw who it was. It was the young boy that was with them.
She was inches away from hitting him and he stood there raising his arms above him head to shield himself from the blow, but it never came.
All Lucy could do was look at him and couldn't help but think that she knew him, then it clicked, she remembered who he was.
"Gary?" was all that she could manage to whisper so only he could hear her.
The boy, Gary, looked up at her and looked confused and had no idea who she was.
Suddenly, Lucy's gaze was caught by the people now coming from the end of the alley towards her. It was the same man again; the older one of them all, but he now had two women with him this time. One was tall, had dark long hair, white color skin and had pretty features, and the other woman was shorter that the other, but had long dark hair, had coffee color skin and had really pretty eyes.
The men on the floor were now getting up, and were ready to fight again.
What can I do? She thought. Maybe they won't hurt me if I'm putting the boy's life in danger, Gary's life in danger if I do that; I would then be in control, not the!
Lucy quickly grabbed Gary's right shoulder and used him as a shield in front of her facing the old man, and had bulled a small blunt knife from her pocket and put it up to Gary's neck using her left hand. Lucy didn't want to hurt Gary, so she didn't put it to close to his throat.
Gary was now in panic and didn't understand what was happening. His hands grabbed on to Lucy's arm that was holding his, but made no move to try and struggle free.
When Lucy did this, the old man put up his hand as if to say 'Calm Down' and his face turned to panic and worry. The women's faces seem to have mimicked his expression exactly. The two men were on either side of her, were starting to walk backwards towards the old man.
"What do you want? What do you want from me? I haven't done anything to you. Why are you after me? What do you want?" Lucy said angrily and scared at the old man, knowing now that he was in charge, as she said that, panic was getting in to her voice now and she was scared, very scared. She didn't know who they were or why they were after her.
"Please, put the knife down. No one needs to get hurt." The old man said, pleading with Lucy to drop the knife.
His voice was a lot calmer than his face, which was confusing, because she would have thought that he might not have been in this situation before, but obviously from his voice, he had.
"My name is Dr. Rosen. We are not trying to hurt or harm you in any way. We want to help you, not hurt you." He said calmly and under control. His eyes moving quickly from Lucy to Gary and back again to Lucy, making sure that she didn't hurt him. "No one wants to hurt you." He said, trying to reassure Lucy in to believing him.
"Then why were your people following me last night? And why were they carrying guns?" Lucy asked, still confused with the situation, but she still knew that she was in control.
"What are you talking about? We weren't following you last night." He replied, also confused with what Lucy just said to him.
Suddenly Lucy looked to her right and was staring at thin air. But what she could see were her signals, but one showed her a CCTV footage of the men from last night heading this way, they were heading straight for her.
She was panicking a lot more now and she wanted to go home, to be safe. Then last night came back into her mind. She had teleported back home from the alleyway last night when they were after her; she could do the same thing again now, but maybe to a different place, and she could take Gary with her, to protect him, to save him. They were nearly here. She held her grip on the knife tightly as she moved it a little bit away from Gary's neck.
"Gary, hold your breath. Hold your breath Gary, and close your eyes. This will hurt a bit." She whispered into Gary's ear softly.
Gary held his breath and closed his eyes, not knowing exactly why he did that.
After he had done that, the two men from last night were at the end of the alleyway with their guns out ready to shoot. They somehow had made a noise because Dr. Rosen and everyone else with him had turned around to face them, just in time to see them shoot, but they were too late to stop any of the bullets.
Just before it was going to hit Gary, Lucy's white-blue light of teleportation came around Gary and herself, and then they were gone.
There was nothing left but the back of the alleyway could be seen from where they had stood and the marks from where the bullets had just ended up. They were no longer in the alleyway with the others.
