Monday May 6, 10:30 AM
Desert Springs Hospital
It was cold.
Rain was splattering on the window of Greg's apartment and the wind was blowing so hard that it was practically impossible to go outside without walking at a forty-five degree angle. Greg was currently in his kitchen making tea for his mother who was visiting from California.
Beep...beep...beep
Kaia Sanders laughed happily at something her son had said as she took the tea. Danny's booming guffaw crackled over Greg's cellphone and Greg himself was chuckling, not so much at what he had said, but at Danny's reaction.
"I gotta tell ya G," Danny gasped out, "that has gotta be the stupidest thing I have ever heard. I can't believe you did that."
Greg shrugged at the phone, "Can you blame me? I mean come on, the guy barely gives me the time of day and now suddenly he wants to date me? What does he take me for?"
"But don't you think the slap was a little bit overboard?"
Now Greg's smile turned sheepish, "It was the first thing to pop into my head."
Kaia shook her head knowing full well that Greg would be the first to apologize for his less than mature manner of handling the situation, but also knowing that, until then, her son would exploit every opportunity to laugh at the situation. She smiled lovingly at him over her tea cup and noticed the glint of happiness in his eye as he spoke about the man that had claimed his heart. It was a glint that had been absent ever since he had left New York.
Beep..beep..beep..beep
There was a loud knock at the door that would have been drowned out by the storm had the wind gods not stopped to take a much needed breath before blowing an even stronger typhoon over the already saturated city. Kaia gently placed her cup down and rose from her seat. Smiling once more at the playful bickering she made her way toward the door.
.
"No...don't, don't open the door."
She had no sooner reached the door when there was a loud crash. Wood splintered as the door was kicked violently off its hinges. In the now vacant hole in the wall stood a beast of a man with short brown hair, cold grey eyes, and a smile more vicious then any serial killer Greg had ever seen. There was a moment a stillness in which the only sound to be heard was Danny's worried voice coming over the phone. Then chaos erupted. Kaia screamed as the man in the door suddenly drew a gun and fired a shot into the small apartment.
Greg shot out of his seat as the bullet blew a lamp apart. He was barely out of his seat however when another shot rang out and pain exploded in his shoulder.
"He's going into cardiac arrest!"
His mother screamed again. She tried to rush toward her son, but a strong hand grabbed her arm, spun her around, and slammed her into the wall. Strong hands wrapped around her throat. Greg saw his father's hands crushing his mother's throat and forced himself to stand. Adrenalin spiked through his body and he shot toward the man. With a flying leap he landed on his father's shoulders and ripped him backwards.
Jefferson Sanders stumbled and crashed onto the floor but recovered himself quickly. Reaching into his pocket he withdrew the gun again and fired directly at his son's back.
Pain erupted in Greg's chest as the bullet tore through one of his lungs and buried itself in his mother's heart. Both of them dropped to the floor. Greg's arms instinctively closed around his mother's body as his body slammed painfully against the floor. Jefferson got up and stalked slowly toward his son.
"You see what you made me do." He sneered, "If you hadn't been born then I wouldn't have had to do that." Greg blinked blurrily at him, "Well I guess the ends justify right?" With that, he raised the gun and steadied it at Greg's head.
There was a loud bang and then, darkness.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.