Chapter Three:
Beware of the Dark
Waiting for nightfall, Johnny made his way back into the lair of the beast, otherwise known as his family home. He knew that he promised his sister to stay away, but he couldn't. No matter what she may think, he's older. Sure its by a few minutes, but older is still older. Knowing the shift change and who most likely hurt his sister, Johnny made his way to the torture chambers, finding a guard he knew and trusted standing guard outside the door.
"I need names." Johnny says firmly, feeling the weight of his gun at the small of his back.
"Vick and Arson." Zander informs him, feeling sorry for Elizabeth, he wasn't on the clock yet when it happened. "They're covering the back entrance to the chamber."
"You know the drill." Johnny says, reaching for his gun.
"If anyone asks, I never saw you." Zander says with certainty. "Do a triple shot on both."
"Two the heart, one to the head." Johnny shook his head. "I plan to."
Walking through the door that lead to the chamber, Johnny took a deep breath in as he made his way through the silent area. He could feel the chills run down his spine in anticipation of what he was about to do. He has never really killed anyone before, not premeditatedly, so this was a first and he's about to kill two people.
As he makes his way to the back entrance, he can hear the two idiots talking about the game last night and it made Johnny's anger burn vibrantly. He was so sick of these entitled men who his father spoils just because they are willing to do the most inhumanly jobs known to the sick and twisted mind of the old man. Slamming the door open, Johnny takes them by surprise, making sure they saw him before he popped off a couple rounds to their chests.
"That's for beating on my sister." Johnny says before executing the final rounds to their heads. "And that's for being stupid enough to do it."
Watching them take their last breath, Johnny makes his way back into the shadows as the guards rallied from all corners of the estate to see what happened. Making his way back out of the chambers, he gave a nod to Zander before exiting from whence he came. He's done what he's came here to do and he knew it wouldn't be the last time he returned to that place as long as his sister resided there.
Every part of him regretted asking her, more like begging her, to come back. He missed her and he definitely needed her, but it wasn't fair of him to ask her to return to hell for him. So if it took killing a couple goons to get the message across, Johnny will do it over and over again until the message was driven home to the old man. Anyone that beats on a woman is as good as dead in Johnny's book anyway.
"What the hell?" Elizabeth pulls herself out of bed, she could hear the sound of feet pounding through the halls, a sure sign that something had happened.
Opening the door, to peek outside, Elizabeth didn't like what she was seeing. This wasn't good, this wasn't good at all. Closing the door abruptly, Elizabeth makes a dash for the phone, dialling her brother's burn phone as quickly as she can, tapping hand against her leg.
"Come on." Elizabeth mutters. "Answer. Answer dammit."
"Lizzie?" he answers. "Everything okay?"
"What did you do?" Elizabeth questions seriously. "Where are you?"
"I'm in the clear." Johnny assures, noting the worry in her voice. "I couldn't do nothing."
"Tell me no one saw you." Elizabeth says sternly. "Tell me you got away clean."
"I got away clean." he says with conviction. "Don't worry about me."
"Johnny, I swear, you better have or so help me God..." Elizabeth takes a deep breath to calm herself. "Stay away from here! I can handle the devil if you stay out of hell."
"Fine." Johnny crosses the border into Port Charles. "I won't apologize for what I did."
"I never told you to." Elizabeth counters. "Just stay safe."
"I will." Johnny promises before ending the call.
"Dammit, John." Elizabeth hangs up the phone. "What am I going to do with you?"
Grabbing her jacket, Elizabeth threw her stuff back into her luggage, shoving them under bed before making her way out of her room to find the one guard that Johnny trusted. She made it through the secret passageway, all the way to the chambers, spotting Zander Smith a few feet away. Shining her light three time to get his attention, Elizabeth waited for him to make his way to her.
"You okay?" he asks, keeping his eyes on the hall in case someone were to come by.
"I'm fine. I need to know where Johnny is." she says seriously. "And the name of the girl he's into."
"The girl's Lesley Lu Spencer, but she goes by Lulu." Zander informs in a hushed tone. "He should be in Port Charles."
"Port Charles?" Elizabeth almost shouted. "I swear that brother of mine...wait, did you say Spencer?"
"Yeah. Spencer." Zander confirms. "You know the family?"
"I know the father." Elizabeth groans, running one hand down her face. "Think you can give me an out?"
"Give me ten minutes." Zander says seriously. "You'll hear an explosion, that'll be your out."
"Thanks, Zander." Elizabeth says, giving his hand a soft squeeze before making her way back to her room.
Double checking to make sure she had everything, Elizabeth took a deep breath before securing her gun at the small of her back and watching the time tick away. A thought occurring to her, Elizabeth grabs the burn phone from her luggage to dial the one number she never thought she'd use. After all these years, with all the bad blood between them, Elizabeth really didn't want to make that call, but Johnny's life was most important and she could use the only help she can get. When it comes to Johnny's safety, she's the only one she trusted.
"Its me." Elizabeth says into the phone. "I don't care what it takes, get your ass to Port Charles, its Johnny. That plan you wanted to do all those years ago...I'm in."
"About time." her sister says, a smirk plastered on her face. "I'm on my way."
"Johnny stays out of it." Elizabeth says firmly. "I mean it Claudia. Johnny is to have nothing to do with this. If dad's going after anyone, he's coming after us."
"The only thing we have in common is our love for Johnny." Claudia states. "Trust me, he won't be a part of this."
"Okay." Elizabeth takes a deep breath. "Get here and we'll take it from there."
"Like I said, I'm on my way." Claudia says, an onslaught of diabolical thoughts running through her mind. "I'll be on the first flight out."
Hearing the explosion, Elizabeth tells her to hurry before ending the call and tossing the cellphone into her luggage. Making her way out through the escape she took many years ago, Elizabeth runs as fast as she can to the emergency motorcycle Johnny keeps stashed in the shed. Putting her luggage in front of her, Elizabeth starts it up and takes off. She's going to strangle that brother of hers one of these days. A Spencer of all people, why must he always take the insane risks?
Elizabeth drove as fast as possible until she finally came onto the sign that welcomed her to Port Charles. She could feel a cold sense of danger seep through her, that town wasn't welcoming to her at all, but her brother was in danger of being extinct. Not even a week and she's already worried to the bone for her brother. How the hell has he survived this long without her? Not wanting to live in a motel room, Elizabeth calls up Robin once she's pulled over at a gas station.
"I'm in Port Charles." Elizabeth tells her friend. "I need a place to crash. Got any suggestions?"
"Where are you right now?"
"I'm in front of a place called Kelly's." Elizabeth looks at the sign. "Which is a good thing because I'm hungry."
"Go inside and order a number four." Robin says as she rifles through her list. "I'll call you back with a place."
"Okay." Elizabeth ends the call, pulling her bike into the parking lot and walking into the diner. A strange feeling enveloping her, she still couldn't shake the feeling of needing to be on guard.
"Hi, can I get you something?" a waitress asks her with a bright smile.
"A number four?" Elizabeth says questioningly. "A friend suggested it."
"Its really good." the waitress boasts. "Choose a table and I'll be right out with your order. Anything to drink?"
"Coffee...black." Elizabeth says, plopping down on a chair. "That's it."
Elizabeth was finished with her meal by the time Robin called. Getting down the information, Elizabeth waited around for the owner of the diner. Apparently Robin was in good with the woman and got a room reserved for her. After assuring Bobbie Spencer that she wasn't going to cause any trouble, she trudged her stuff up to her new apartment and locked the door behind her. Leaving her luggage packed for a fast escape, Elizabeth picked up the phone on the table and dialled up her brother's number.
"Where are you?" Elizabeth questions firmly. "I'm in Port Charles. We need to talk."
"I think it'll be better if I come see you." Johnny stares at Lulu who's talking to Logan Hayes on the docks. "Where are you?"
"A diner...Kelly's I think." Elizabeth walks over to the window. "Get here now."
"I'm on my way." Johnny assures, taking a deep breath before turning away. "Could you order me a number seven while you wait?"
"Sure." Elizabeth states, ending the call before walking downstairs. Popping a couple pain pills, she flushed it down with a glass of water. "A number seven with a side of coke."
"Coming right up." the waitress says, walking off.
Her body is still aching from the beating she sustained, most of her bruises are visible for the world to see, but she didn't care. If anyone had anything to say about how badly beaten she was, they wouldn't ask and she wouldn't provide information. She was sitting at a table with a cup of coffee when the man she saved came walking through the door. It was clear that he was surprised to see her sitting there. His eyes looked her over, he could see cuts that are starting to heal and bruises that are starting to darken.
"Surprised to see me?" she voices, folding her arms across her chest. "I'm not easy to kill."
"You okay?" he asks, walking over to stand by her table.
"I'm fine." Elizabeth shrugs, looking him over. "You don't any better than I do."
"I can take a beating." Jason says with a shrug. "You look worse."
"Nothing I haven't been through before." Elizabeth says plainly, taking a sip of her coffee. "For the record, I'm glad you made it out."
"I wouldn't have if not for you." Jason says, not sure why he just admitted that.
"Its nothing." Elizabeth shakes her head. "Don't mention it. Literally."
"Lizzie." Johnny says, walking over to her as Jason walks away. "Where's the food?"
"Coming." Elizabeth says, pushing the basket of bread over to him. "Sit. You look like you haven't eaten in days."
"You sure know how to make a guy feel good." Johnny chuckles, taking a bite out of a roll of bread. "So what's up?"
"Lesley Lu Spencer?" Elizabeth arches her eyebrow. "Are you trying to get killed?"
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