I am now being official about taking story requests. My profile has the details. I'll also beta if you want one. Just PM me. PS...still don't own AT.
Finn knew. Today was the day he escaped. He awoke early and lay absolutely still, knowing that Mistress would soon come to check on him. He had a plan...a plan to reveal her identity and escape. But first he had to stay still. Then when she came to check on him, he would throw back her hood, knock her on her big fat caboose, and run out the door!
Said door swung open.
Finn peeked out of one eye to see Mistress stroll in, humming. She froze when she saw him.
"Finn? Ah man, you'd better not be dead," she crouched beside him and felt for a pulse. Her cool hands on his wrist were soothing after a week without any comforting human touch. But he still had to do this.
"HIYAH!" he leapt up and threw back her hood to see a very angry teenage girl staring back at him. She had wild black hair, brilliant green eyes, and skin as pale as ivory. He was stunned at first. She couldn't be older than eighteen! He would guess at seventeen. Mistress scowled and backhanded him in his hesitation.
"Foolish boy!" she roared, and he cowered as she hit him in the crotch. He curled up, and she kicked his head angrily. Over and over she kicked him, everywhere, everywhere. He closed his eyes and waited for it to be over.
Eventually, Finn passed out.
Jake sat down in the woods with a bump. He had thought for sure that his hunch would lead him somewhere...but no. Of course not. That would have been too easy.
The cops were occupied with a "lead" on the north side of town...Jake knew it was nothing. He didn't know how, but he knew alright. Forensics had come back on the hat; nothing. Zip, zilch, nada, the big goose egg, nothing. Jake sighed and put his chin in his hands. He wasn't sure about what to do next. What could he do, really? He was just a kid. He couldn't do much of anything, if he was being honest with himself. So he just got up and went home, unaware of the triumphant green eyes watching his retreat...
