A/N: Sorry its late! I'll try to write and publish on weekends.
"Daniel, it's hopeless!" I said. Daniel had run around in circles around blocks trying to figure out where Mark went. "We already tried chasing him. He's too fast for us."
"Shawn, do you have the check cashed in?" Jules asked me.
"Yes, and I have it right here. Wait..." I couldn't feel my wallet in my pockets.
"Shawn, don't tell me you lost the money!"
"I lost the money."
"Now what are we going to do?" she asked, moaning.
"We'll just have to kidnap Iris like Mark said," Daniel chimed in, causing people to stare at us.
"Don't say that! People are staring at us!" Juliet whispered to Daniel. He only shrugged and sat down on the sidewalk.
"Wait, I have an idea." Juliet stared at the remaining parts of her car. She made a phone call.
"Mark has Gus held captive, right?" I asked Daniel. He noded in response. "Won't he wonder why Gus isn't getting younger? Knowing Gus, he'll give in to the first signs of torture."
"A little help would be nice, guys," said Juliet as we watched her pull her car's framework to the end of the block. Daniel and I helped Juliet move the framework of her car. We were pushing and she was pulling. We stopped at a junkyard. A young woman wearing worn out over-alls came out of an old shack as we stopped moving the framework of Juliet's car. "Yuppers, I could prolly part with thirty-five hundred in cash for all this right here," she said. She spoke in a southern accent which was clearly fake. "That's all we need, thanks, Molly," Juliet said. She and Molly went into the shack to get paperwork done, or whatever car-part-buying people do when the purchase something.
"SHAWN, SHAWN! GET ME AWAY FROM THIS PSYCHO!"
Daniel and I turned around as Mark's black van came roaring down the street and into the junkyard. Piles of junk started falling and some hit the van.
"GUS! DON'T WORRY, GUS! WE'LL SAVE YOU!" I said as Daniel and I took cover behind an old juke box.
"I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE UP TO, DANIEL!" Shouted Mark, "YOU DISOBEDIENT CHILD!" Mark started shooting at us again. He eventually shot the juke box we were hiding behind. Daniel covered himself with a trash can lid.
"I thought you said that nothing would happen if he shoots us!" I yelled quiet enough so that Mark wouldn't hear our conversation.
"I know, but we have to play along or else Mark will catch onto us and steal the gold in our lockets!" Daniel was knocked back by an explosion of screws as Mark hit the trash can lid with the Youngthing.
"GUS, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?!" I shouted as I saw Gus trying to squeeze out of an open window on the black van.
"WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M DOING?!" He shouted back.
Mark noticed this and started rolling up the windows with a crank. Noticing this, I figured that the van must be old. Gus was stuck in the window now. Mark began driving forwards and backwards into piles of random junk trying to shoot us with the Youngthing. A tv almost fell on me in the process... as well as an old radio, an alarm clock, and a bomb. How could my day get any worse? Mark began throwing bombs at Daniel and I. Juliet came out of the old shack only to be caught by a massive explosion. "JULIET!" I ran to her side in panic. Everything felt like slow motion. Looking behind me, I could see Daniel getting knocked out by an explosion. Now, I know we had just sold the framework of Juliet's car, but I did what my insticts told me to do. I ran. I ran far, far away from there. I didn't even dare to look back. As I ran, the only thing I could hear was Gus yelling for help. I wanted to help them but I knew I couldn't fight alone.
"SHAWN! GET BACK HERE! I'M STUCK IN A WINDOW!"
I just kept on running. I didn't really have any idea what I was doing, either. My friends needed my help. But there was nothing I could do. I went back to the park. I put in the password, "projectyoungthing01". I went to the lab. I needed to find something I could use to fight back. Without even giving it a second thought, I grabbed the clone of the Youngthing which was still sitting on Daniel's desk. I went back to the junkyard.
Nobody was there. No van. No Daniel. No Juliet. I could find no signs of Molly anywhere. The junkyard was deserted.
I lost the check money.
Juliet obviously had the money from the car parts.
This was all part of Mark's plan. Now I had to follow through with it, or he may have found and captured everyone else I care for.