Chapter 3

Charlie White, age 17, height 6'8". He was over a foot and a half taller than me. He benched 375 pounds and he was always getting on my nerves. "Hey Logan!" he said. "How's that sister of yours?" "She's just fine. Charlie." I said. "Why do you care anyway?"

"I remember her. She was so hot!" he said.

"Don't talk about my sister like that Charlie"

"Her body was so damn fine! I should have hit that while she was screwing other guys."

"Shut the hell up!"

"Her very nice figure, nice ass, and rack."

By then I was about to knock him out. "just…shut…the fuck…up Charlie!" Jackson and a kid named Riley held me back, knowing I was ready to kill him. "Oh." Charlie said smirking. "I heard that she will suck someone off for five bucks. You should ask her how much she charges for a full package." After that I snapped. I lunged at him, but Jackson and Riley had a good grip on me. Just then Kate saw what was going on and she ran over to me. "Logan. Calm down. Its ok. He's just trying to piss you off." she said. Then Charlie shoved her out of the way. I was furious now. I lunged at him again, this time breaking free of Jackson & Riley's grip.

I tackled him. I punched him. He grabbed me and through me at the wall. I hit the wall, feeling no pain. I ran into him causing him to fall to the ground. I kept punching him in the face. Just then he took out an old pipe from his bag. I heard it scrape the floor. I naturally started counting.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

At four and a half he swung the pipe and I ducked. He swung it again to hit me. I wasn't ready this time. I felt a sharp pain in my head and then a loud noise. Everything went black.

I woke up in the nurse's office. "What happened?" I thought to myself. I looked around. I saw utensils for medical purposes. Then I looked out the window into the hall. The principle and the nurse were talking to someone. It was the Sheriff. There were two other guys in bulletproof vests, helmets, and other gear. They had M4 Assault Rifles. I realized that they were guarding the door to the office. I put my hand on the back of my head. There was a large gash that had two staples in holding it together. Just then, the sheriff and the nurse walked in. "Your up!" the sheriff said. "does your head hurt?" the nurse asked. "My head is fine. What happened to Charlie? And why is the SWAT team guarding the door?" I asked.

The sheriff sat next to me. "Son. It's your brother and sister," he said. "Someone went to your house and threw six packs of C4 through the window. Your brother and sister didn't know until it was too late. Thomas tried to throw the packs out of the window, but couldn't. the packs were detonated and exploded. The house collapsed". Tears filled my eyes. "And what of Chloe?" I asked. "We haven't found her. We are still looking for her in the rubble," the sheriff replied. "Chances are Logan, your sister Chloe is dead. I'm so-"

"NO!" I shouted. "I don't believe it! Your lying. Their not dead!" I grabbed my jacket and ran out of the room. By this time I was crying. The bell rang. Students filled the halls. I ran into a few students, then I shoved someone. I didn't care. I was trying to get to the exit.

"Logan!" a familiar voice said. I stopped in my tracks. I turned and saw who it was. It was Kate. She looked sad. She was the one who I had shoved to the side. She had dropped all her books, and her gift for me. A glass figure of a white tiger.

I looked at the floor. Glass was everywhere. Then I looked at her face. Her eyes filled with tears. "Kate. I'm sorry!" I said. She turned and ran away crying. She didn't even pick up her books.

I went back to running home. I left the building. The SWAT team was outside. Guarding the exits. The local police was there too. "Hey! Its him! don't let him get off the campus!" a police officer shouted. All of a sudden I had five SWAT team officers on me. I grabbed for my knife. I forgot it wasn't there. I realized I had to fight them off. They had cornered me. One dove for me and tried to restrain me. I jumped over him. Then another got his arms around me. I grabbed his head and through him over my shoulders. Another grabbed my arms and held them back. I turned around and crossed my arms. I kicked him away and he hit the other three guys.

After escaping from the SWAT team, two police officers got out their tasers. I ran in between them and they fired the tasers and I ducked. The needles went over my head and hit either officer. The officers both fell on the ground and were twitching, while being jolted with electricity. I stood up and ran as fast as I could. The officers eventually caught up with me. I ran into the city-like part of town. I kept running. An officer tackled me. "Kid! Stop running! We are trying to protect you!" he said. "Get the hell off of me!" I shouted. Then I jabbed him in the throat. He immediately got off of me and was holding his throat. Then he threw up and started coughing.

I ran into an alley, leaving the hurt officer. I hit a dead end. I turned around and saw a ladder from a fire escape. It was eight feet high. I looked at the wall. There was a brick window sill. I jumped on the opposite wall and landed on the window sill. Then I jumped and grabbed the ladder. It didn't fall down. I carefully climbed up the ladder.

After I got to the top I ran up the fire escape. I got to the roof and looked down. Police officers had the building surrounded. I ran the other way and jumped to the roof of another building that was only a few feet away. It was a five foot drop though. I landed and rolled. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. All of a sudden I saw a man in the corner of my eye. He had a hood and I couldn't see his face. He started chasing me.

I ran even faster now. Then the man threw a cord. It hit me and wrapped around my legs. I fell down and hit the roof hard. I looked up. Just then the man rolled me over with his foot. I hit the side of a wall of a roof entrance. "Ow," I said as I felt a sharp pain run through my back. I tried to get up but the man put a rope around my hands without me noticing. He knelt down and held a knife to my neck.

"Don't move kid. Or I will slice your neck," the man said with a rugged voice. I didn't recognize his voice. "Who are you?" I asked. "Someone who wont hurt you if you listen." he said. He got off me and stood me up. He put his knife in a black sheathe. He took the rope off my hands and the cord around my legs off. "Turn around," he said.

"But why? I said. "Just turn the hell around!" he shouted. I listened to him and turned around. He did a body search on me, looking for weapons. "take your shirt off kid," he said. "what!" I replied. "Do you want to do this the easy way, or the hard way?" he asked. "Okay." I said as I took my shirt off. "why are you doing this anyway-" just then I felt something rip out of my back, between my shoulder blades. "aaahhhhhh!" I shouted in pain. A tear ran down my face. I turned around. In his hand was an oversized push-pin looking thing. "This is a microchip made by the police kid. They must have put it on you when you were unconscious." he said. I looked at it closer. How did I not notice it before?

"That was in my back? But why?" I asked. "Why would they put a microchip on me?" "They did it to keep an eye on where you were. that's why they knew where you were and how they could find you easily," he said. Then he took the chip and threw it on the ground and stepped on it, making sure to crush it.

I put my shirt back on. Then he took his hood off. There was a mask that he had on. He took it off. I saw his face. He had blue eyes. He had light brown hair that was cut short with a small, thin beard. He had a scar above his right eye. And a scar on his left cheek, running down his face.

"Who are you?" I asked. "Name's Carter." he said. "its ok! You can come out now! He's clean." just then a girl in her early 20's walked out from the roof entrance. She looked like she was about 5'9". She had all black pants on, black boots that went half way up her legs, a black hooded leather jacket with the hood down. She had blond hair that went down over her shoulders. She had sapphire eyes. She had silver hoop earrings on. And a silver necklace on that had a blue diamond on it. "Hello Logan." she said as she walked up to Carter and me. "Its nice to finally meet you." I didn't know what to say. She was the most beautiful girl a thirteen year old kid could lay his eyes on. "Nice to meet you too ma'am. But if I may ask, who are you?" I said. "my name is Kelly." she said. "ok" I replied. "So why are you here? I didn't do anything wrong. I need to get to my brother and sister! They might be dead!"

"Logan you can't go to your house. Your in danger." Carter said. "He's right. There are people looking for you," Kelly added.

"But they are my only family!" I said. "I'm sorry Logan but we have to go." Carter said. "wait a minute. We can get him over there safely Carter. He should get to say goodbye." Kelly said. They started arguing. This was my chance to slip away. I stepped back a few steps and turned and ran.

I was half a mile from my house when I saw Kelly and Carter running after me. They were jumping buildings. I was on the ground by now. I quickly slipped behind a house and ran through backyards. I went back onto the street. I ran down the street and then I saw my house. The fire department was there. Trying to put out the fire. My house had collapsed. "Chloe! Thomas!" I shouted as I ran towards the house. A firefighter saw me. "Hey there's a kid here! Don't let him get too close!" he said. Then a big guy came and tried to grab me. I broke free of his grip. I ran into the house. I went in through the living room window. I looked in the living room. There were flames everywhere. I looked at the middle of the living room. There was Thomas. He had been pinned down by a beam. "Logan. Get out of here!" he said. "No! I wont leave you!" I shouted. "Listen! You have to find Chloe and get out of here! Now." he said.

"No."

"Just do it Logan! The bottom half of my body is crushed. Go find Chloe!"

I cried. Then I ran into the kitchen. There was smoke in it but the fire wasn't in there yet. I couldn't see. "Chloe! *Cough Cough* where are you!" I got on my hands and knees. I saw her laying on the floor she was knocked out. I crawled to her. "Chloe you have to get up!" I shouted. She opened her eyes. "Logan." she said weakly. "You have to get out of here." "I'm not going to leave you!" I said as I grabbed her hand and dragger her out the back door.

We were in the back yard just then someone grabbed my jacket and pulled me up. "Let me go!" I shouted. Then the person through me to the side and picked my sister up by the shoulders. I looked at her. Then I saw something. The person took out a gun. "This is for my father you bitch!" the person said. Then I heard a gunshot. Blood splattered on the ground. Chloe was killed. "No!" I said. "You bastard!" I got up and I ran over to the person. I got three feet from the figure and the person hit me across the face. I flew back five feet. I got up. Just then Kelly and Carter caught up with me they saw the figure and they took out guns. They shot their clips at the figure. The person could feel them. It flinched every time a bullet hit it. Then it ran into the darkness, wounded. Then everything went black.