Grace's POV-
I picked up a faint sound of something unidentifieable. I stopped walking and listened. Marlene kept talking though.
"Grace?" she paused too. "Is everything ok?"
I sniffed the air, trying to be subtle. "Yeah."
"Is something wrong?" she asked, looking around nervously.
"No, I don't-" I started to take a step forward.
A dart embeded itsself in the bench just inches away from Marlene.
I rolled to my feet and pushed a trash can over.
I didn't know where the dart had come from but I was about to find out. I listened for any sounds that would have given away someones position.
A smell that was all to familar raced towards me. A smell attached to a southern drawl.
I pulled Marlene with me. Trying to focus on anything. I knew if I could make it to the penguins habitat I would find back-up. But, that would put Marlene in danger. Not to mention that Bluea was in the HQ.
I decided to make my move. I moved towards Marlene's habitat. Then, a gunshot changed my mind.
"Stay here." I ordered Marlene. "What ever happens Don't. Move."
"Grace. No." she whispered as I jumped over the trashcan. The zoo was quiet. I moved slowly, staying mainly in the shadows, but listening to everything. I found a brick wall. It was higher than the others. The lemur habitat. I closed my eyes. Stupid wolf I thought. I took off at a dead run across the pathway. Someone slammed into my left side. I hit the ground.
I fought to stay conscience. I tried to roll over. My attacker held me down by putting his/her foot on my neck. "Farvel, Kvelaulv." A female voice growled.
"Grace!" Johnson tackled the other wolf.
"Mislykkedes!" the female wolf yelped, she ran off.
I tried to stand up but Johnson held me down.
"Stay down, Grace. You're bleeding pretty badly." Johnson tried to stay calm, but I read his voice, he was panicing
Manfready arrived as I was starting to black out. I was on my right shoulder, my bad shoulder had been hit and I had been partially suffocated.
"Grace, listen to me. Do not go to sleep" Mani warned. "Private! Go find Skipper! Rico, med supplies!"
"Don't. Call. Hawk." I managed to say.
"Don't worry, Gracie." Johnson smiled. "We won't call him."
The last thing I saw before I compleatly blacked, was Skipper standing over me, a horrified look on his face.
_Hawk_
"Grace?" I asked into the dark apartment.
Grace wasn't in her office, or her house. And there was no sign of Akela or Bluea either. I was begining to think I had been to hard on her.
I stepped into Grace's dark house. Malivoy flicked the light on behind me. The room was trashed. the table was thrown onto its side. The curtains were pulled down, a trashcan was tipped over. But the thing that concerned me the most was the dart with orange marker feathers on it.
I instantly feared for Grace's life. Akela was a neat freak, and Grace liked things to be clean but wasn't as obsesive as Akela. I slipped further into the house. The kitchen was just as disheavled as the main room. Grace and Akela's room was pretty much untouched. "This doesn't make any sense." I whispered.
"Lamardi." Sarge's voice sounded to me from the next room. "Your gonna want to see this."
I entered Bluea's room slowly. Sarge was standing facing the wall above Bluea's bed.
Moerke aldrig virkelig går væk, når de har set det, was written on the wall in red paint.
"Darkness never really goes away," I translated
"once you've seen it" Deliah finished.
"Wait. So someone killed Rivera and Jacobs?" Malivoy asked stepping into the room with us.
"No, Someone is trying to kill the remaining agents from Denmark." I studied Bluea's room. Thinking. Grace and Skipper were the only two left alive. I had to track down anyone who was infected with the Darkness. Someone was targeting Grace. And I was about to find out who.
ME: So what did you think of this one?
SKipper: You suck.
Me: I know.
Skipper: I just wanted to know if Grace loved me and you had to kill her. By the way... Who is Malivoy?
Me: Your dad.
Skipper: O.O
ME: Just kidding!
Skipper: You should all just review.
ME: Yeah. good idea. I want to know your emotions!