Chapter 35- Scared Pt 1
A/N: Too many words, had to break this in two parts, enjoy.
*CRACK! *
Bob! I don't think this is a good way to-
*CRACK!*
Bob smacked Peter hard across the other side of his face, leaving a red flaming mark; but Peter sat tied in the chair, unresponsive.
"Bob, you're doing too much!" Sharon yelled as she tried to grab him but he quickly turned and grabbed a bucket of water and threw it on Peter.
"WAKE-UP Peter!" Bob yelled then thew the bucket and stared at Peter, who sat soaking wet with his head cocked to the side, still in oblivion.
Bob raised his fist and Sharon stepped in. "Try the smelling salts! Hitting him is not going to make him wake up! What is wrong with you?!" She shouted and Bob huffed then went to the table and put some salts in a cup and handed them to her.
Sharon quickly shook her head. "Oh no, I'm not getting close to him. Not after you...if he wakes up suddenly, it will be you he grabs."
Bob huffed as he rolled his eyes, took out his taser, and approached Peter with the salts in his other hand. He held them under his nose but Peter slept on.
Bob thew the cup against the wall in rage. "What the f—k! We go though all hell to get him here, and we can't even wake him! How many tranquilizers did you give him?"
Samantha covered her mouth. "Umm...well you gave him one...and...I gave him two more-"
"What?!" Bob scolded.
Sharon sneered. "He looked like he was going to kill you after two! No normal human can still stand with one horse tranquilizer, let alone two, so I stuck him again! You should be thanking me. This is the second time I saved you, the first time he almost crushed your throat!"
Bob raised one brow. "I told you he's a killer. I'm about 99% sure he's the one who killed your mother. So I'd appreciate it if you would woman up. Don't get soft on me, we've come too far."
Sharon put her hands on her hips. "I am in no way softening up. I'm just saying, you can't beat him into consciousness, you're just going to make it harder for him to wake up." Sharon sighed. "You know what? We've had a long day, lets go home."
Bob shook his head in agreement. "You damn right. I need a drink and my wife." Bob said and they both walked out of the room. Sharon bid her goodbyes and left.
Bob turned to his men. "Put him in his cell, just check on him through the sliding window. Do-not open the door. If he wakes call me, I'm going home." Bob ordered and the men just looked at him, their faces questioning.
Bob sighed. "Everything will be alright. When your shift ends let the relief know...you will all be compensated. You know we've been looking for this brat since the bank video."
One man spoke up. "Yes sir but...he's only a boy, he has rights-"
"He ain't no boy! He's a monster, he's not human! Rights are for humans...you've seen what he can do. I know this is troubling you...but don't let that innocent face fool you. He's way older than 15...more like 200 plus, and I'm pretty darn sure he's the one who killed Sheriff Cane. Once the scientists see that he isn't human, that's when the money will roll in. Believe me...it'll be worth it guys. Good night." Bob said then walked off.
Samantha slowly walked around the wreckage in her living room replaying Bobs words in her mind. "Smile girl you're free, you should be glad, I know that doctor is."
Samantha bit her bottom lip and wondered why Dr. Smith wasn't held hostage, or even mentioned until now. She perked up out of her musings and hurried past the mess to Peter's room, where her grandparents were held.
She opened the door and saw her grandparents laying in the bed, their faces full of anxiety while classical music played in the background.
"Samantha? Please tell me-"
"Yes grandma, its over. Everyone is gone...they took Peter and left. Bob reassured us that everything is over...they've got their guy." Samantha sighed as her eyes welled up and her grandparents opened their arms to her. Samantha sobbed as she crawled up the middle of the bed and hugged them. "I am so glad that you are alright." Samantha cried. "I love you grandma and grandpa."
Her grandfather smiled. "We love you too Sammy. I'm sorry you had to go through all that, especially right after being in the hospital."
Samantha sat Indian style in the bed and shook her head. "Its alright, I'm sorry you both had to go through such...I'll clean up the mess don't you worry, just relax right here. Can I get you anything?"
"No Sammy." Her grandmother tossed the blanket aside and was about to get up. "We are alright, you've just got out-"
"Peter made it better." Samantha said then quickly got out of the bed. She placed her fingers on her lips and her cheeks turned crimson. "It was a powerful kiss."
The old couple turned to each other then looked back at Samantha. Frank shook his head. "I am so thankful, you looked so weak. But Sammy...he surrendered to the police, so that we can be free. I commend him for it. Now Sammy...you've got to let him go."
Samantha looked at her grandfather with furrowed brows and saw that his stern face did not change. She relaxed her face then looked to her grandmother.
Martha shook her head in agreement. "My child you are so smitten. In time-"
Samantha nodded her head. "Yes, I understand what you are trying to tell me. I'm going to make you some food and clean up out there. Then I'll check on Dr. Smith. Have you heard from her? I hope they didn't come for her."
Frank looked to Martha and she looked to him, their faces questioning and they both shook their heads at each other. "No...I haven't heard from her for quite some time. I mean, Peter moved into her house and I really can't remember when I spoke to her last.
Samantha smiled. "All the more reason I should giver her a call. Well I'm off." She said then went to make lunch for her grandparents. After serving them, she cleaned up the living room to the best of her ability, made a list of the damages and took pictures with her phone. Samantha gave the list to her grandparents and sent the pictures to her grandfather's cell phone. "That should keep them busy." She thought then quickly left the house unannounced so she wouldn't be questioned.
"If they think I can just sit idly by...my gosh, I don't even know what they are doing to him, I can't just let them keep him. Where is Wendy?! Ugh, first, where the hell is doctor Smith." She said under her breath as she pulled out of the driveway.
Samantha went to Dr. Smith's house and even though she didn't see her car, she still rang the doorbell like a mad woman. Getting no answer, she tried the door but it was locked. She hurried to the back of the house and tried that door but it was locked as well.
Samantha was curious and wanted to snoop around, so she decided to try to find a way in, even though it was obvious that no none was home. She looked around and saw no open windows, then remembered, it had been quite some time since Peter left, so everything was locked now.
"Maybe she's at work." Samantha said as she dialed the hospital.
"Hello?"
"Yes this is Samantha, doctor Smith's friend, is she in today?"
"Yes she is, she's about to go into surgery, its a simple procedure, she should be finished in an hour."
"Great, I'll stop by."
"Sure, I'll let her know."
"No don't...its a surprise."
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The police men who secured Peter looked at their watches and smiled at each other, for their shift would be over in an hour. They reluctantly followed their orders and were thankful that Peter never stirred. They conducted their shift change, passing on the instructions then went home.
Everyone agreed to the orders and planned hourly rotations then went about their way, save for the cook, Lizzy. She was a sweet tender twenty-two year old college student with braids and chocolate skin who took odd jobs to make her ends meet. She was reassigned to this location, and no one really told her what she was getting in to. They just told her that they had a prisoner who was a "special kind of evil" and he had to be detained underground in solitude, pending trial.
Lizzy's duty was to provide meals for the night crew, nothing more. However, her curiosity got the best of her. In-between the check-up rotation, she paid the prisoner a visit. She came up to the door and pulled the little window open and peered in. Lizzy saw Peter laying on his back fast asleep on a twin bed. Her eyes washed over him and took in his battered form. Her gaze returned to his face which looked innocent as ever. "This is the "special kind of evil?" A scrawny little teen? He can't be no more than 15ish...and why does he look like he's been put through the ringer?" She thought inwardly then slid the little window shut. She went back to the kitchen and began preparing dinner and midnight snacks. It was about 11pm when she set up the dining hall for the 5 man skeleton crew. They thanked her and began to eat, and it was then when she slipped away.
Lizzy knew they had checked on him before 11pm and now it was break time. She went to the key room and took the key to Peter's cell and grabbed a broom. She went to the door and stuck the key in the lock. "I may be making a big mistake, but I have to check on him, looks like he was just thrown in here." She breathed then slowly opened the door.
"Excuse me...hello? I'm coming in...to...check on you...hello?" She whispered then crept inside and stood a few feet away then prodded Peter on the shoulder with the broomstick. "Hey...hey." She rasped and nudged him again then Peter grunted in annoyance and rubbed his eyes. "What?" He breathed with his hands covering his face.
Lizzy recoiled. "Um...I'm just here to check on you. You're not going to hurt me...right? Because I'm here to help."
"..."
A few moments of silence passed as Lizzy maintained a defensive stance with the broom, and Peter just laid there with his hands covering his face. He processed her words then remembered, he surrendered to the cops and was stabbed with a tranquilizer.
Peter quickly removed his hands and looked up at the broomstick that hovered close to his face. "I'm not going to hurt you." He said in a defensive tone then moved to get up but was too weak. "Ugh, my body hurts, I'm so hungry and its hot-who are you and where is Bob and that woman?"
Lizzy stood upright and ditched the broom. "My name is Lizzy, I work the night shift. Bob went home for the night...I'm a cook for the night shift, and you are?"
"Starving...I'm dieing from hunger." Peter croaked and pulled on the hem of his shirt.
Lizzy smiled. "Well starving, I'll get you something to eat, and then I'll come back later to chat. They come every hour to check on you, and I don't want to be caught in here. Will you keep quiet?"
Peter closed his eyes for he was feverish and deliriously hungry and thirsty. He grunted and folded his arms as he tried to get comfortable.
"I'll be right back." Lizzy said then crept away.
Ten minutes later she came with three grocery bags, two filled with food and water, the other was medical supplies.
Lizzy helped Peter sit upright. "Its 11:30, they will be back by 12, so we have to be quick." She said and gave him the bottle of water. Peter finished it quickly while she opened and laid the tupperwares out on his bed.
"Oh my gosh." Peter breathed and began to eat like a mad man. The second bag of food was her meal, but Peter just took the bag out of her hand and ate everything that was in there as well, and drank her water bottles too.
Lizzy couldn't say a word she just sat there and watched him eat both of their meals and drink four bottles of water. Peter burped loud and removed his shirt. Lizzy's eyes washed over the bruises on his body, and then she saw past those and felt her cheeks get tight.
She quickly stood from the bed. "Its 11:45, I'll be back like 12:15 to take care of your..." she paused then waived her hand at him. "That, you look like you could use a bit of first-aid." She said and Peter nodded then she gently pushed him back down. "Lay down, play sleep." Lizzy said then quickly gathered all the tupperware and slipped out the door.
Peter turned away from the door and closed his eyes as he relaxed and let the food replenish him.
The men came at 12 on the nose and slid the little window open and peered in. They saw Peter laying in the bed on his side and that was good enough for them, for they hoped he wouldn't wake up during their shift, and they were grateful.
Lizzy came back with her medical supplies and shut the door. She stared at the lumps on the bed then went and pulled the sheet back and saw nothing but pillows. She quickly turned and saw Peter walking out of the bathroom shirtless, toweling off his hair, looking clean as ever.
Lizzy's eyes grew wide. "What the-what the...you...your cuts and bruises..."She trailed off as she hurried to him and ran her hand across Peter's toned chest and down his washboard abs. Peter's brows went up and he looked around awkwardly.
"Oh-where'd they go?" She asked as she began to probe him then shot her eyes back up to his face.
Peter smiled turned and walked out of her grasp, her fingers glided across his ribs and slid down his side and she quickly covered her mouth. "I'm sorry I was just checking."
Peter put his dirty shirt back on and his smile melted off his face as thoughts of his predicament flooded his mind and made him worry. "No its OK, I'm fine now, thanks for the food..." He trailed off.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Peter."
"Are you evil? You don't look evil. They said you were a special kind of evil."
Peter furrowed his brows. "No. I just...got in trouble, pissed off the cops...turned myself in so my friends could...get away." Peter said then licked his lips.
Lizzy nodded her head. "Well that's admirable but-"
Peter exhaled loudly as he broke eye contact and began to scan the room. "Yes-yes, can I...have some more food...Lizzy?" Peter asked then set his gaze back on her and smiled.
Lizzy blinked several times in confusion. "Seriously?"
Peter walked up to her and extended his hand for a handshake and she gave him a shake. "I meant to say, it's nice to meet you Lizzy." Peter said and his smile melted her insides.
"N-nice to meet you too Peter." She said as she stared at the corner of his mouth. "I could of swore the corner of your lip was busted and you had bruises on both sides of your face. How come you look so perfect?" Lizzy said as she gently caressed his cheek.
Peter immediately blushed, lowered his head and took a step back. He raised his head with a smile. "Its nothing, do you have any cakes, cookies? Milk? Stuff like that?" He asked sweetly.
Lizzy looked awkward as ever. "Why are you dodging the question? Why were you all beat up in the first place? Whats going on?"
Peter placed his hands in his pockets and walked away from her and grabbed the door handle, but kept his back to her. "I heal quick. I got in a fight with the cops before I gave in. Do you know what Bob...plans to do with me?"
Lizzy shook her head. "No. I didn't speak with him, he was gone when I came. The guards just told me to stay away from this room, and notify them if I hear anything."
Peter let out a strained breath. "Thank you for the food, but I'm still hungry, please bring more food and cookies too, as much as you can." Peter said then opened the door and turned to her.
Lizzy opened her eyes wide. "What the? If you can get out..."
Peter's face turned dark. "I can do much more than just open the door. I told you I turned myself in for my friends. So leaving would defeat the purpose."
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Neverland
So-ren closed her eyes and swung her sword, taking Jessica with her back to Nibs house . The rip opened up in Nibs room and they both stepped out of it, and Jessica's eyes fell on Nibs who surprisingly was awake just sitting there deep in thought.
"Boy, I've come to revive you." Jessica said plainly as she tossed her long blond hair behind her shoulders and started towards Nibs.
Nibs looked up at her and parted his lips. "You? Ummm. I thought only Peter-"
"My power is similar to what you need. I'll make a temporary crystal for you, it will buy you some time. Do you want it?" Jessica said.
Nibs quickly nodded his head. "Yes! Please." He said wide-eyed.
Jessica smiled a bit as her eyes washed over Nibs face, then lingered on his mouth. This...will only be as awkward as you make it." She said as she looked at the little mole at the corner of his upper lip.
Nibs furrowed his brows a second then straightened them. "Whatever it takes, I'm cool."
"Then take off your shirt and lay flat on your back."
Nibs quickly removed it and laid back. Jessica's eyes washed up and down his body then she sat on the bed next to him and caressed his cheek. "You are so weak, I'll have to be creative." She said then placed her hand on his lower belly and Nibs looked down at her hand. "If I push the crystal inside of you from the outside the force and the tearing of your flesh might very well kill you...so..." Jessica trailed off as she ran her hand up his body and Nibs eyes followed her fingers and he smiled arrogantly and then he looked at her. "I'll have to breathe it into you, when you feel it, just let it slide down your throat. I'll place my hand where I want it to go, and it will find its way there, and settle." She said as she ran her fingers over Nibs mouth.
Nibs furrowed his brows. "You just want to kiss me...you know I have a girlfriend."
Jessica closed her eyes and sat quietly for a few moments. Nibs just laid there waiting and right when he was about to speak again she opened her eyes, smiled then opened her mouth. A blinding florescent green light shined and blinded Nibs for a moment.
"Wo." Nibs said as he snapped his eyes shut.
"You wish." Jessica teased. "I'm just trying to make sure you are relaxed...I can't share my power with you if you're all up tight."
Nibs opened his eyes and just looked at her with a smirk upon his face.
Jessica raised one brow. "You do understand this is a close contact procedure, nothing wrong with enjoying it either. Now open yourself to me, remember, its only as awkward as you make it."
Nibs face grew serious and he licked his lips and nodded.
"Now I'll only be able to do this if you are totally relaxed, I don't want you to choke." Jessica said as her eyes began to glow. "Are you ready?"
"Yes." Nibs answered and saw she was rolling something around in her mouth. "Hmph, you're about to make out with the hottest one of them all, you ready pretty?" Jessica said with arrogance and Nibs narrowed his eyes at her and smiled. "Wow, you are so full of yourself aren't you?."
Jessica quickly tilted his chin, leaned over him and pressed her lips against his and Nibs eyes grew wide. She kept her lips pressed against his then began to peck his lips very slowly again and again until he relaxed. "Perfect, open your mouth now." She breathed then pulled his bottom lip down with her thumb and Nibs opened his mouth and she fasted her lips upon his and began to blow gently into his mouth.
Nibs cheeks puffed out a bit and he felt the energy fill his mouth and penetrate the roof of it and wash all over his face and cover his head. His eyes rolled back as he felt the refreshing energy wash go down the rest of his body. Nibs closed his eyes and swallowed as Jessica kept blowing her energy into him. She blew into him again and all of the veins from his mouth to all over his face turned green and pulsated under his skin; this effect washed over all the blood vessels in his body as the energy flowed through him, then they returned to normal.
Jessica placed her hand on his lower belly then Nibs felt something slide down his throat. Jessica continued to breathe her energy into his body and he felt the small object travel down the center of his body and stop where her hand was. The small piece of crystal imbedded itself deep in his belly where the old one was and Jessica released him and sat up. Nibs just laid there looking straight up at the ceiling.
"No sudden movements. Just go to sleep, let your body get used to it and accept it. I put my energy into your circulation. Let it sink in, and when you wake, you'll feel brand new. But don't be reckless, this is just to keep you alive and well until Peter is ready. So no fighting, just live." Jessica said then ran her fingers over his eyes and closed them and Nibs went straight to sleep.
Jessica looked over her shoulder at So-ren and So-ren stood there with her lips poked out and her eyes a bit narrowed. "Emmm hmmm. Thoughts of robbing the cradle with all them pecks?" She teased and Jessica blushed then licked her lips. "Shut up, I was just having a bit of fun, and it was to relax him."
"Emmm hmmm." So-ren teased. "Too much fun."
Jessica looked down at Nibs and pulled the covers over him and tucked him in. She walked towards So-ren who kept up her goofy accusing stare and Jessica placed her hands on her hips. "That- boy- is- fine." She said wide-eyed. "But hes like ground beef and Darren is fillet mignon."
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Eris
Darren had waited in his quarters for Jessica to join him after storming off to check on So-ren, but she never showed. He didn't want to seem pushy so he didn't go looking for her.
However, the next morning the king sat outside at the breakfast table full of food...alone. His crystal blue eyes were as piercing as ever, his skin perfect as was his wavy hair. This time he left it out, and it rested just barely touching his shoulders. He waited twenty minutes, and when his queen failed to join him for breakfast, he became livid. "Go fetch my queen." He rasped and three guardsmen ran off and two handmaidens.
About five more minutes passed and then Darren saw the five hastily approaching...without his queen. Darren rolled his eyes and he huffed and prepared himself.
"My king, she is not in her quarters."
Darren quickly stood. "Run away." He said dismissively as he put his hand on his bracelet and everyone ran like hell into the castle, grabbing anyone that was outside and oblivious with them.
"Hmmm...now how do I do this without hurting anyone again? Darren sighed. "Ok...I just want to search for her. Calmly...gently." He whispered as he slid his finger under the bracelet and flicked it off his wrist. He closed his eyes and took a deep calming breath and immediately kept his power from exploding. "Nice and easy...flow." Darren instructed himself and when he opened his eyes, they were glowing. He let his power ooze out of him as he gracefully waived one hand. Hearing no screams he was relieved. He took a seat and decided to eat as he searched everywhere for her.
Ten minutes later and nothing.
Darren put his bracelet back on and chewed on his nail. "Peter, Peter, Peter...I know you have something to do with this. Jessica and So-ren are missing. Worst of all, without even telling me. I'm not even coming after you, and she still ran off. Hell, even the Oracle is gone."
Darren stood and snatched his embroidered trench coat, put it on, rolled his shoulders then removed his bracelet. He pursed his lips, snatched is sword off his belt and slashed it in the air, opening a portal. He reached into the portal and closed his eyes. He flooded his mind with Jessica, then walked into it, and came out in the forest of Neverland, not too far away from the underground home. Darren immediately felt Jessica and her presence lead him to look up.
He narrowed his eyes as he scanned the sky, and all he saw was clouds. He pinpointed her location, and frowned. "She's high up in the clouds? But she can't fly...something must be up there. But how do I?" Darren stopped when he heard voices off in the distance then remembered Ann. "I'm prepared for that woman if she decides to show up, she wont best me this time." He said as he quickly made his way towards the voices.
Wendy and Layla were strolling and talking. "They just abandoned us out here." Layla said.
"I know, lets just get home I'm sure they'll come later." Wendy said.
Tigerlily came running out of the thicket with her spear then twirled it in the air. "Wendy, Layla...what are you doing out here?"
Wendy smiled as she looked the princess up and down. "We're going home, what are you doing, hunting?"
"Yes, hanging with lost boys and cheating, creating imaginary food has gotten me rusty." Tigerlily said and they all laughed then Wendy looked to Layla. "Why don't you go ahead and fly back, I need to have a talk with Tigerlily, I'll catch up."
Layla nodded. "Sure, I can't wait to take a nap." She said then lifted into the air and flew away.
Wendy turned to Tigerlily, walk with me for a bit...I've got to ask you about Slightly.
"Oh brother." Tigerlily breathed.
Darren was hiding behind a tree and when they got close he simply stepped out with a straight face.
Wendy saw him and her eyes grew wide and she pushed Tigerlily back with her arm.
"Whaaa..ohh." Wendy stammered and her eyes quickly washed over Darren, who stood there, smoldering as his coat blew in the breeze. Tigerliy looked him dead in his piercing blue eyes, they were so light they almost looked white, and his face was gorgeous. "P-Peter...you're...old...again." Tigerlily breathed wide eyed. "What happened?"
Darren's looked Tigerlily up and down with a blank stare, as he was debating how to proceed, then his eyes grew wide as he finally recognized Wendy, then he smiled mischievously.
"Run, that's not him." Wendy breathed as she inched back then snatched Tigerlily by the hand and they both ran off.
Darren just stood there, turning his head as he looked around for Ann and anyone else. Seeing that there was no none he slowly strolled in the direction Wendy ran off in then smiled.
He held his hand out in the direction they ran off in until he felt them, He smiled then curved his fingers a bit...
"Ahhh!" The girls screamed as their bodies froze and became engulfed in an invisible force. Darren gently pulled his hand back and the girls flew backwards through the forest.
"What the heck?" Tigerlily yelled and Wendy panicked. "We can't fight him, just let me talk ok, be nice maybe we'll live."
"But."
"He's too strong, he's the one that almost killed Peter...he was no match for him, so what can we do?" Wendy said then their boots hit the ground and they were dragged backwards.
Darren stood calmly and turned his body to the side as he motioned of his hand behind him until they were right in front of him. Darren calmly released his power and just stood and stared at Wendy.
"Speak girl...you look like you are full of words."
Wendy swallowed and addressed him with her best manners. "Umm...hello King Darren..." Wendy trailed off and curtsied and Darren's face melted from hearing her English accent and he placed his fingers on his lips.
"What brings you to...our home?"
Darren's lips parted then he turned his attention to Tigerlily. "Who is this?" He asked as his eyes grew wide for a split second then washed over her caramel skin and jet black long hair.
Tigerlily furrowed her brows. "I am princess Tigerlily, and I don't appreciate being dragged through the forest! I am not scared of you! I only ran because of her. What do you want?"
Darren's eyes grew wide and he raised his brows. "Feisty warrior princess...I could eat you up." He said, then when Tigerlily was about to retort, he just turned his head.
"Wendy...Peter's lovely prize..." Darren said then walked up on her and Wendy couldn't breathe.
"Lets make him angry." He said with a smile as he stared at her ruby lips.
"Don't you touch her!" Tigerlily spat as she pulled her dagger and sliced at Darren's shoulder but all she managed to do was cut his sleeve, the blade left no scratch.
Darren looked over his shoulder at Tigerlily through his straight brows. "This is my favorite coat." He rasped.
"Its 95 degrees out here." Tigerlily spat fiercely.
Darren just stared at her, and quickly realized Tigerlily was no delicate flower. "Back down princess, I'm not going to hurt any of you. I was just having a little fun with you girls before I get to why I am here." He said then snapped his head Wendy's way and got nose to nose with her.
Wendy's gut dropped and a flashback of Black Eagle came to her mind. "What are you doing?" Wendy asked as she backed away but Darren grabbed her arm then released it. "My gosh, I told you I can listen to you speak all day...where is your Peter? And don't back away again." He finished through his teeth, as he stepped to her, his gaze dared her to move.
Wendy felt suffocated. "Umm...why?"
Darren quickly turned away ,and he was so close that his hair smacked Wendy's face. Wendy spit exasperatingly as if his hair got in her mouth and furrowed her brows but Darren was already over there harassing Tigerlily, as he had her long black tresses in his hand and he was sniffing it. "Princess...where is Jessica...my queen? I can feel her high in the sky, what is up there? Is Peter up there too?"
Tigerlily smacked her hair out of his hand. "No he is not. And Jessica is helping our dear friend Nibs...who is dieing. There is a house high in the sky."
"How do I get up there?"
"Oh my gosh, if I take you to your WIFE will you leave us alone?" Wendy snapped.
Darren recoiled from Tigerlily and stood before both of them. "I was just having a little fun. You both were scared stiff so I decided to take advantage. I am a happily married man to the most beautiful bombshell ever...however...you two are...lets just say Peter's a lucky boy."
Wendy and Tigerlily looked at each other then narrowed their eyes at him.
"Emm hmmm yup, I can smell him on the both of you. You Indian princess, its been a very long time ago, but you can't hide his scent from someone who knows how to sniff it out. Just like I know he's no where in Neverland...so that means he is somewhere on earth...with my Oracle, because she isn't here either."
"The oracle? Who's that?" Tigerlily asked and Wendy nodded.
"Arizael, trouble, for him that is. I've stopped looking for him, but since I'm in his kingdom I thought I'd ask for him. Now my wife please."
Wendy's gut clenched. "Ohh...come on, and...make yourself light. I am a lady after all." She said as she extended her hand and Darren bowed and made himself light, then took her hand and they flew straight up and disappeared into the thick clouds.
They landed on Nibs porch and Darren dropped Wendy's hand and quickly ran to the door and went in.
So-ren was twirling her sword and she quickly cut the air and opened the rip then she and Jessica turned towards the door. They were completely caught off guard when they saw Darren standing there about to call out to them.
"Sweetie." Jessica greeted wide eyed and walked towards him while So-ren disabled her rip and sheathed her sword. She quickly ushered them both out the door. "Shhh, let him sleep."
"Let who sleep?" Darren asked as he tried to look over So-ren's shoulder while he was being pushed back.
So-ren closed the door behind her. "You don't know him."
"Why are you here?" Jessica asked as she took Darren's hand and he looked down at her. "I was looking to have breakfast with you, and you didn't show, so I looked for you. Why did you come here without telling me? Why are you here?"
"Checking on Peter. Which I thought you stopped pursuing him."
Darren shrugged. "I did."
Jessica just stared at him.
"But...the oracle I take it didn't, because she's nowhere to be found. Not on Eris and not here so..."
"I know, she attacked him pretty bad this time."
"That has nothing to do with me, I banished her and haven't spoken to her since. What she does is her own business, now...come lets go home." Darren said then looked at Wendy and winked at her and then smiled at Tigerlily. "Thank you both we'll be going now." Darren said as he pulled out his sword and viciously slashed the air a few times and a rip opened. He took Jessica by the hand and looked at So-ren. You too, you look like you need some serious rest." He said then walked through the rip.
So-ren looked to Wendy. "Get to earth, he went to see about Samantha. See you real soon." So-ren said and walked in then the thing closed.
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Earth
The next morning right after shift change Bob showed up and went straight to Peter's cell. He slid the little window open and saw that Peter was sitting on the bed anxiously playing with his hands.
Bob smiled then he came into the cell with his hands behind his back. Peter quickly stood and walked up to Bob.
"Good Morning brat! Bob bellowed then quickly jabbed Peter in the chest with an electric asp ZZZZIIITTT!
"Ahhh1" Peter cried as he staggered backwards to get away and his legs bumped into his bed and he fell back on it. Bob stood there and spun the asp then quickly hit Peter in the stomach with it and electrocuted him. Peter screamed and Bob yelled at him. "I want you to comply! No funny stuff! Do you hear me?! Remember, its you for them!" Bob finished then snatched the asp away and turned it off.
Peter laid in the bed in pain as he placed one arm on his chest and the other on his stomach and panted. "I didn't even do anything wrong."
Bob smiled. "I didn't say you being here would be easy. I HATE you! I HATE everything about you! My friend Joe just revived not too long ago from a coma you and your friend Nibs put him in. Lucky for you, he doesn't want anything to do with you. You've caused me so much pain, both physically and psychologically...and I'm just dieing to return the favor." Bob said then waived his arms. "Get him up and lets go to the room." Bob said to his men and they came in the cell and snatched Peter up by the arms and took him to a small interrogation room.
They roughly sat him down in the chair and tied his wrists to the arm rests and his ankles to the legs of the chair then went to stand outside of the room.
Peter sat there panting, his chest rising and falling as he watched Bob take a seat at the table and spark up a cigar.
Then Peter heard heels walking into the room behind him. Sharon walked past him clad in a navy blue form fitting pant suit, and black stiletto heels. Her curls bounced down her back as she stopped by the table where Bob sat and plopped down her purse.
The vixen then turned and regarded Peter, who had on the same dirty white shirt from yesterday, and he looked so young and innocent. She took in the worry that plagued his handsome face then tilted her nose up. "Hello Peter. We have you here because Bob feels that you are the killer I am looking for. I would like to question you further to be sure." Sharon said calmly.
Peter's green eyes locked with her blues." But I already answered, again and again...I didn't kill your mother-"
"Because you remember so much don't you? Tell me, did you get your memory back?" Sharon sneered then raised her arched brow.
Peter couldn't bear to look her in the eyes anymore, for he knew it was him. Hook told him so, and he believed it. But telling Sharon this would only make things worse.
"No, I don't have my memory yet...so...asking me twenty times isn't going to help."
"Ugh!" Sharon grew angry then smacked Peter across his face. *CRACK!*
Peter barred his teeth from the sting. "Still don't remember." He said and Sharon grabbed him by the shoulder and uppercut him in the stomach. Peter's body snapped forward a bit and he lowered his head. Peter gripped the arm rest. "I know you're angry lady...but...my answer...is the same as it was yesterday." Peter breathed.
Sharon's hope dropped and she turned to Bob. "Now what?"
"You didn't hit him hard enough." Bob shrugged.
"We are here to force the right answer out of him. Deep down in the back of his mind, is the answer. He's just not willing to dig deep enough, or he just wants to lie. I don't believe he is completely oblivious." Bob said simply then took a drag of his cigarette. "Even when people loose their memory, flashbacks, remnants...something surfaces. If not, we'll make em surface today." Bob said as she tossed some brass knuckles on the table.
"Put those on then ask him again."
Peter let out a breath. "Sh*t."
Sharon picked them up, flipped her long spirals then looked at Peter. "Bob says you are tied to my mothers disappearance and murder. Some other sources also told me you are tied to her disappearance and believed that if I questioned you, I'd find my mother. So either she is dead or held captive in this Neverland of yours." She said simply then slipped them on.
"Neverland is yours right? Peter Pan?" She finished firmly with her brows raised.
Peter's lips parted and before he knew it her fist with the brass knuckles slammed hard into his gut and this time it knocked the wind out of him. "Emmm. Peter's body snapped forward and he clenched his eyes shut, barred his teeth and pulled at his bonds.
"No answer-AGAIN!" Bob demanded.
Sharon grabbed a handful of Peter's hair, he grunted as she yanked him upright then she immediately hit him again with all her might and watched Peter cringe.
She let his hair go and Peter dropped his head, coughing and gasping for air as he pulled at his bonds again.
Sharon smiled. "You want to run? Heh, its you for them remember? Don't you dare try escaping." Sharon rasped.
"Just in case. Bob said as he stood with a syringe in his hand, walked over and stuck Peter in the neck with it. "Ahh!" Peter cringed and tensed up as the substance burned as it circulated. "This is something the ole doc cooked up, see somebody wasn't listening when I gave instructions not to open your cell door. So apparently you was fed the whole kitchen last night, and you're a bit too strong for my taste."
Peter gasped as the room began to spin and his vision blurred, he felt his strength dropping then replayed Bob's words. "Doc? Who?" He rasped.
Bob grabbed Peter by the jaw and tilted his head up so he could look in his face. "Dr. Smith, who else?"
Peters' eyes grew wide. "You lie!"
Bob released his face. "Nope sure ain't. You see, not everyone is willing to give up their livelihood to protect the likes of you. She sold you out some time ago, and her research combined with Sams, will be evidence enough to bring our scientists friends in to see you."
Peter's gut clenched and he dropped his gaze and the look of betrayal washed over his face.
"Look at that face. The news hit you hard didn't it?" Continue miss Sharon." Bob said as he left and took a seat.
Sharon adjusted the brass knuckles and fought to hide her growing discomfort with her actions.
"Where is my mother?!" She screamed.
"I don't know." Peter breathed.
POW! Sharon punched Peter in the face, and his head snapped to the side and blood began to leak out the corner of his mouth. "Where is my mother?!"
"I don't know!" Peter yelled and she punched him in the chest then recoiled. "Ouch!" She cried then snatched the knuckles off and threw them across the room.
Bob laughed at her. "Done already?"
Sharon retreated to the table and leaned up on it panting. "I can't do this anymore. It isn't in my blood...hitting a boy who's tied to a chair. Its...torture. There has to be some other way. I don't feel-"
Peter panted and tried his bonds again and began to re-think this whole not escaping deal, then Bob got up and cut him loose. Peter quickly jumped out of the chair and ran around it and grabbed the door handle.
Bob pulled out another syringe and turned to Sharon. "This is something different, its a truth serum." He calmly informed.
Sharon sneered. "You should have given that to him from the beginning why did you have me do that?!" Sharon screamed.
Bob shrugged his shoulders, "It was fun."
Peter quickly opened the door and was surprised it was unlocked. The two men were talking to a third man that seemingly came out of nowhere, they had no idea who he was. It was Mr. Smee, in disguise.
Both men were caught off guard and didn't react fast enough as the door opened and Peter bolted out of there, with Bob strolling behind, then he took off in a full sprint.
Peter ran as fast as he could down the long empty hallway and his thighs quickly began to burn like hell as fatigue exploded within his body. His body became heavy and his chest began to burn as his breathing instantly went out of control. "What.,...what the hell?" Peter said as he grabbed his chest and slowed down wheezing. He turned just in time to drop his shoulder and throw a charging Bob right over his head. Bob's body hit the floor and he screamed as Peter quickly stumbled back the other way, trying to run, but gasping for air instead.
Bob scrambled to his feet and ran after Peter, who had stopped turned, and waived his arm across his body and Bobs body immediately slammed into the wall, WHAM! and Peter waived his arm backwards and Bob's body was flung backwards and into the wall. WHAM!
Sharon ran up, grabbed Peter by the shoulder, spun him around and slugged him, POW! his face snapped to the other side and his knees buckled as he saw stars. She quickly uppercut him in the stomach WHAM! with her other hand and the force threw him up against the wall.
Peter dropped to his knees and cried out for his body was in extreme pain and he fell forward on all fours, his lungs fighting for air, for he was determined to get up.
Bob nodded at Sharon and she kicked off her heels, bent down and caught Peter in a headlock and pulled him up to his feet and Peter couldn't break free. ""Why the hell is she so strong?"
Sharon smiled. "Wow, how does it feel to be overpowered by a woman? A human at that. Give me that needle Bob, its time I get the truth out of you!"
Peter gasped for air. "No...more...needles" Peter panted and tried to struggle but his body would not cooperate and every muscle was engulfed with burning fatigue. Every move he made caused him to be out of breath and Sharon held him tighter.
Peter touched her arm and zapped of some of her strength and rammed her into the wall and broke free, but she was persistent. She immediately snatched a handful of his shirt and jumped on his back and Peter shrugged her off and she quickly wrapped her arms around his waist and suplexed him into the floor. WHAM!
The impact was horrible as his head, neck, and upper back slammed into the floor and it stunned him. Peter couldn't believe it as he watched his legs go over his head then slam down on the floor...but she still had a hold on him. Peter rolled to the side but all she did was release one arm and wrap it around his neck. Peter forced himself to fight back, and they started grappling, but he could hardly catch his breath, his vision began to tunnel and he started seeing stars again, so she kept the upper hand.
"Sharon!" Bob called and was about to intervene.
"I got this I'm trained and he's tired." She said and Bob kicked the syringe towards her. They grappled but Sharon quickly overpowered Peter for he couldn't keep her off his back. She reached for the syringe with her free hand while the other was around his neck and her legs were secured around is waist. Peter rolled and got on all fours and caught her wrist but he couldn't breathe anymore for his heart was beating wildly out of his chest and she was choking him.
He failed to stop her from impaling him in the side and he was injected yet again with another unpleasant substance.
Peter just collapsed as his body gave out and Sharon quickly got off of him and backed away. "I won. My first real grapple outside of class and I won! Somebody get me a beer!" She cheered and Bob smiled at her.
Peter was dragged back tot he interrogation room and thrown back into the chair, where he just sagged into it with his eyes clenched tight.
"That was a freebie Peter, for our entertainment. See Sharon was struggling, but I remember, shes a fighter, so I let you run. But try to get away again, and I'm going straight to Samantha and I will lock her ass up." Bob said then looked to Sharon. "You should be ready to ask your questions." Bob said as he pulled up a chair in front of Peter but off to the side and she pulled up her chair and they both sat in front of him.
Peter didn't respond, he was going through various scenarios on how to escape, and if he did, how he would protect Samantha and her family. His chest rose and fell rapidly as his body was shaking with fatigue and pain.
The three of them sat in silence, giving the truth serum some time to take effect before moving on, then Bob's cell phone rang. He picked up and they both listened to his conversation.
"Hello? Yes, please arrive tomorrow. I have him here, and my two researchers will be here tomorrow as well. Yes...I promise you he's the real deal. Bring whatever you need to run your tests. Ok then. Good bye." Bob said then hung up with a smile from ear to ear.
Now you alien son of a b—tch, its time for you to make me some money. We have some scientists that will be coming tomorrow to...experiment on you." Bob finished errily.
Peter's gut clenched as he looked at Bob. "What?"
Yes, the research from Doctor Smith and Sam is enough to bring them out here to see you. But all scientists love love love to run their own tests. Wait till they confirm the findings...they are going to poke, prod, and cut you open and see how you tick. See how this power you have can be put to good use for us Americans. Tactical advantage is big money. I'm talking super soldiers. Sam can finally perfect his serum." Bob said as he looked at Peter menacingly. They are going to make you wish you were dead. But you don't die do you? You just keep regenerating over and over...and they'll love that."
Peter looked absolutely horrified and a memory came back to him. "Do you know what they would do to someone like you? They'd poke and prod you to no end, so you should be grateful that we didn't leave you." Amdrea said.
Peter's breathing became audible as panic overwhelmed him. And he remembered Hook's words. "If you come with me aboard my ship, I will protect you."
Bob smiled then leaned into Peters face. "Are you afraid?"
Peter was panting out of control. "Yes." He answered breathless.
Bob backed away and Sharon looked at him. "That's nice, lets get my answers first. Peter...did you kill my mother?"
Peter looked at her. "I don't know. I was told...that I did. That I was out of my mind and she attacked me...and I killed her."
Sharon's eyes grew wide and she backed away until she bumped into the table. "What?! Who told you this?"
"Captain Hook and Mr. Smee."
Bob took a seat. "See! How long did you know this Peter?" He asked.
"For a while now."
"How long is a while?" Bob asked.
"I don't remember exactly, some time after she first asked me."
"'Why didn't you just say so?"
"I was told that I did it, I remember nothing, so I wasn't going to say I did, unless I knew it for myself."
Sharon looked to Bob and they stared at each other for a few moments. Sharon sighed. "This is a huge lead...but its still not a definite answer. Truth serum or not-"
"Oh well." Bob said as he sprung up grabbed Peter by the throat and Sharon quickly slugged Bob. POW!
Bob staggered wide eyed, off to the side. "The f—k you do that for woman?!"
Sharon narrowed her eyes. Because he's not your punching bag. We bought him here for questioning. You could have simply used this truth crap, but you chose to try to have me beat it out of him-"
"You enjoyed yourself in the hallway!"
"Yes I did because I didn't want him to run, I was determined to get this serum in him, so I could get my answer. I now have it...sort of and sort of not. But whats hitting him more going to do? We are as close to the truth as possible for now."
Bob placed his hands on his shoulders. "Tell me then, what if he flat out told you he did and remembers all. What the hell would you do then? You can't kill him."
'"I'd want to know why, so I can get closure, then bring him to justice."
Bob's eyes grew wide. "What...court? Our court of law? How do you try a case titled Sharon vs Peter in the killing of her mother in Neverland-really?"
Sharon folded her arms and huffed. "Do not insult me. She growled."
Bob held out his hand. "I'm not. But you say you want justice so...I'm just trying to get you to define what that is. Court aside, do you intend to throw him in prison? To pay for his crime? As if he can be held there."
Sharon sneered. "And your justice is what? Torturing him? I see you enjoy causing him in pain."
Bob raised one brow. "Yes, I love it. For some time he has been the author of my nightmares! I laid in a coma for months because of him! I don't get that time back Sharon! Iwent to Neverland with your mother, and I regret it! So this is payback!"
Sharon shook her head. "You are sick, you never cared about my investigation...you...you just used me to help you catch him."
"Sharon don't get emotional and jump to silly conclusions." Bob said simply then looked at Peter, who sat there spaced out and drugged up and he dropped his shoulders.
Sharon looked at Peter. "Well, looks like your playtime is over, mine as well put him back in his cell."
Bob pulled out his tranquilizer gun and simply shot Peter in the leg with it. Peter clenched his eyes shut then slouched in the chair as the stuff ran through him with every thing else he was injected with. Bob went and stood in front of Peter and grabbed him by the cheeks. "I hope you ate well last night, because you wont get a bite at all today, not even water. I need you just like this, weak. Now that I've pumped so much crap in your system, you cant get out of here even if you wanted to. And don't think that girl will be around to feed you again. To make sure my orders are followed, I may stay the night here, right outside your door. The scientists will be here tomorrow, and I can't wait until they pick you apart. And you know who else I'll have come along? Doctor Smith, to present her research on you. You have no friends Peter, they've all abandoned you and couldn't wait to do it. How do you feel about all this?"
Peter's brows turned up and he pursed his lips.
"Answer me! How do you feel about this?"
Peter clenched his eyes shut. "Scared, alone, and betrayed...I can't believe doctor Smith would do this." Peter croaked and Bob released his face.
"Let me ask you...you were with...Captain Hook some time ago. I know he helped you escape before. What happened to him? Why'd he leave you?" Bob cleverly added then he and Sharon winked at each other.
"He didn't...I left him." Peter breathed as he had trouble keeping his head up and his eyes open.
"Hmmm. Why? You were in his care, his protection right?"
"Y-yes, ummm. Why?"
"So why did you leave?"
"I..I didn't like his ways. Pirates are mean."
"Was he mean to you?
"What are these questions? Kind of...yes...when I disobeyed him...but...hes dangerous..."
"Guess you could say inquiring minds want to know. So. Why did he help you escape then?"
"He said he would help me get my memory, and that he would protect me, he said he swore to my father he would."
"That sounds like an offer of friendship to me, I mean you say he's a dangerous man. That can be a plus, if that person vows to protect you. Tell me, where is he now?"
"I don't know."
"Do you wish you knew? Do you wish you never ran away?"
"...yes...no...I don't know, I was home before I was lured back here. What's Hook got to do with anything?" Peter drifted off then closed his eyes.
"Well...just wondering if I had to watch my back is all."
"..."
Getting no response Bob gave up the Hook angle and just couldn't resist taunting Peter one more time. "Do you wish you could run away? Perhaps find some other way to protect Samantha and her grandparents, than lay on a cold hard table tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Well...that's too bad."
Smee stood outside of the room and heard everything, for the door was cracked open. Peter had passed out from the drugs and was carried back to his cell.
Smee got into the taxi and took it to the docs, paid the fare and got out. He stood there alone and stared at the large yacht that was anchored on the shore and looked at his watch and felt a sudden gush of wind behind him.
"You're right on time." Hook said from behind then Smee turned to him.
"Things are going well captain...not for him, but for our plan that is. He feels betrayed, and he is afraid-"
"Is that so?" Hook asked with a raised brow.
"Yes! Those words came right outta his mouth, Bob played his part perfectly, he even took care to mention you-"
"What did the boy say?"
Smee's excitement faded a bit. "Well. Bob slid the subject of you in, and Pan...has mixed feelings about you. Bob tried to get him to remember the good parts of you, and he remembers your vow to protect him. But the conversation was a bit tough to continue because Peter pointed out that he was already home in Neverland, before having to return to earth, alone, to save his friends. When he asked what you had to do with anything...Bob was at a loss for words. So we still have work to do."
"Ah...you know talking him to death goes nowhere. Go back, turn up the heat, and when he is in his deepest agony, fetch me. This has to happen tomorrow, it wont be long before someone be it Wendy or even Sharon breaks the rules and Peter escapes."
Smee shook his head. "I don't think you have to worry about that captain. Bob is a ticking time bomb, but Sharon, she already broke She needs to be removed."
Hook sneered. "Gall and Brimstone! Of course she did! Women! No follow through! Always coddling-give me the details!" Hook rasped as he slammed his hook into the wood.
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Sharon was still in the interrogation room, seated at the table staring off into space when Bob came back in. "He's all locked up. I'm going to stay the night, I've got a surprise for that cook." Bob said as he pulled out his cell phone and took a seat. He glanced at Sharon and was about to speak but decided to call Doctor Smith first.
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Samantha bought a box of donuts had made her way to the hospital. She already knew the receptionist from her previous visits, so she was allowed to wait in Doctor Smiths office. As requested, Dr. Smith was not told that Samantha would show up, so when she washed up after surgery and went to her office, her mouth dropped.
"Samantha!"
Samantha stood up with her brows raised. "Doctor Smith...I..." She paused and licked her lips then looked around uncomfortably.
Dr. Smith closed the door and the look on her face revealed that she was caught off guard. "You...you've just got out the hospital yesterday, what are you doing here? Unannounced at that? Luckily I so happen to have just finished a surgery. You could have called me." She said as she stood in front of her.
Samantha furrowed her brows. "Ummm I had to come and make sure you were alright, or at least warn you-"
"Sit down, warn me about what?" Dr. Smith said as she took a seat at her desk and grabbed two bottles of water out of her mini fridge.
Samantha took the water. "T-today...the police surprised us. What they did...was unlawful. They held me and my grandparents hostage...tied me to a chair...and threatened us."
Dr. Smiths eyes grew wide and she leaned forward. "WHAT?!"
Samantha looked down, blinking repeatedly as she wondered if Dr. Smiths reaction was genuine or not. "It was a set up, I don't know when, but somehow they arranged a meet with Peter, for him to give himself up, for us. They promised they would wipe our records clean, so we wouldn't have to pay the price for harboring him. Everything that happened while he was here, they kept records of it. They knew we were involved with the hotel incident, when that man tried to kill us all."
Dr. Smith looked away and covered her mouth. "My gosh, so what happened?"
Samantha shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you see me sitting here, so...my grandparents are fine, shook up, but they will manage." She finished with an attitude.
Dr. Smith sensed her attitude and her stomach clenched. "You're looking unusually healthy."
"Yes, before he was electrocuted, drugged, and carried off, he gave me all the strength he had. We are free because he gave in."
Dr. Smith's eyes grew wide. "They have him." She said under her breath and she became queasy.
Samantha leaned in. "My question is...why didn't they come after you? All Bob said was to be happy, because he knows you are." She rasped through her teeth and Doctor Smith's eyes grew wide, and then her cell phone rang.
She quickly grabbed it and took a look at it and saw that it was Bob. "I have to take this...its the emergency line. We'll talk later." Dr. Smith said as she hurried around the desk and to the door.
Samantha took the box of donuts off of the file cabinet and put them on the desk. "This is not over, share the donuts will ya, I'm sure your cop friends are hungry."
Dr. Smith shook her head."Its not what you think." She said then picked up the phone and hurried down the hallway.
"What is it?" She answered.
"I expect you here with your presentation tomorrow morning, first thing. The scientists are flying in, and will be here at 8am. They want to see your proof. Take down the location." Bob said.
"I'll be there-"
"Do not be late." Bob finished then looked to Sharon.
"Tomorrow, the scientists come, they will test him and we will get paid. Everything is going smoothly." He said but Sharon said nothing.
"What is wrong with you? You get your cut, what more do you want."
Sharon looked at Bob. "Do you expect me to be satisfied with this half closure? You're not
sure Peter killed my parents, you didn't see it happen. Peter isn't sure either. I'm not satisfied, I'm just not."
Bob raised his brows. "Well I don't know what else to tell you. I'm going home to pack an overnight bag. I suggest you go home and get some rest. I'll see you in the morning." Bob said then got up and walked out without looking back.
Later on, at shift change, Lizzy came to work and went straight to the kitchen as usual. She looked at her watch and waited for the first rotation to pass. She had already packed a home made meal, and decided to add other items from the kitchen to it, so she headed towards Peter's cell with two full plastic bags. Once she turned the corner, to her horror was a bed right outside of Peter's cell, and Bob was sitting on it.
"Hello...Lizzy is it? Where are you headed?"
Lizzy was in shock, and she didnt know what to do, so she just told the truth. "I don't think anyone feeds the prisoner, so...I was bringing him some food."
"I know you got the message at shift change. Go distribute that food to the other guards and go home. You'll be assigned elsewhere, since you can't follow orders." Bob said and she apologized, thankful to still have a job, she went her way.
The next morning...
Peter was laying on his back in his bed, and didn't hear Bob come in. A few moments later, he woke up to Bob standing over him staring.
Peter looked at him like he was insane and quickly rolled to the side and sat up in the bed.
Bob smiled ear to ear and laughed as he threw a pair of scrubs at Peter. "Oh man, this is great. Get showered, and put that on, your company will be arriving soon."
Peter rubbed his eyes and tiredly looked around. He was exhausted, thirsty, hungry, and his body was in pain. "Do I get anything to eat?"
Bob laughed. "Oh, I'll have a slice of bread and a glass of water for you when you're done. That'll be your reward."
Peter sneered.
Get up, or I'll get you up." Bob said as he opened the door.
Peter got out of the bed and snatched up the clothes and went into the bathroom.
"We'll be monitoring you, any wrong move and all I have to do is make a phone call." Bob said then went outside of the cell and closed the door.
A group of five scientists who were in charge of a secret government experimental facility arrived moments later. Bob and his men were standing by the elevator ready to greet them. Once the doors opened, Bob's eyes grew wide for a moment, for he was met with the unpleasant face of the Chief scientist Laura. She was tall and heavy with a manly build, topped with natural frizzy long blond hair and blue eyes, complete with a set of bifocals. "Good morning Bob, nice to finally meet you in person." Laura said with her authoritative voice as they shook hands.
Bob smiled in effort to get her to crack one. "I am so happy you've taken the time to come-"
"This had better be legit Bob, we've come a long way."
"As I already told you, it is. You're a bit early, Doctor Smith and Sam should be here in twenty minutes. Let these gentlemen take you to the lounge for a continental breakfast while we get the boy ready."
Laura nodded. "Alright, this is my team." She gave off introductions and when that was done, everyone went their way.
Bob and two of his men went to Peter's cell, opened the door and Bob waived his hand in a come hither motion. Peter walked up to him and the men quickly grabbed his arms. He didn't resist at first but then he flinched when Bob pulled out another syringe and before he knew it Bob had yanked his head back by the hair and the needle was in his neck.
"This is to keep you docile, you need to be nice to our guests, and answer any questions they have." Bob said with a taunting tone and they lead Peter away.
Bob came through the door first, followed by Peter being supported by two men. Laura had set up a mean looking gurney with bars on both sides set up with straps, and she was standing right beside it with her arms crossed. The moment Peter saw her he tried to twist his arms out of their grasp but they held him tighter. "Don't bother." The cop whispered in his ear.
Laura looked Peter up and down with confusion all over her face. "This is him? The powerful 'alien' you spoke of?"
"Yes, we had to keep drugging him so he wouldn't get away." Bob said as he patted Peter on the head.
Laura's eyes grew wide. "He's just a scrawny little boy, a minor. You didn't tell me how old he was! Who else knows he's here?"
"Just us and a few of my trusted accomplices, why?"
"My goodness, if he's not an alien, you'll go down for kidnapping, where are his parents."
Bob walked up to her. "Relax, I already told you everything! Its not my fault that you don't believe my story, but today you will find out for yourself."
Laura looked over Bob's shoulder. "What is your name?"
Peter stood there, brows furrowed, and his eyes in slits. "Help me, I'm only 15 and he's crazy, I'm not an alien!"
Bob immediately spun around and uppercut Peter hard in the stomach, and knocked the wind out of him. "LIAR!" Peters body snapped forward but the men pulled him back up.
Laura snatched Bob back by the arm. "What are you doing?!"
"Tell her the truth! You will cooperate! Tell her your name!"
Peter could barely stand on his own as he looked at Laura. "Its Peter. Call the real police." He breathed.
Laura looked at Bob. "This is shady." She said then looked to Peter. "Tell you what Peter. I don't know who to belive but I sure as hell didnt come all this way for nothing. I will test your blood, and take some DNA samples. If they prove you are human." She said then looked to Bob. "I will report your ass and you will be thrown in prison!"
"You don't have to do it, he's lying." Peter said.
Laura returned her gaze to Peter. "But if the tests prove you are not human...then you belong to us, and you can kiss your freedom goodbye. You'll become government property."
Peter's breathing accelerated and he tried to pull away but he was too weak.
Laura pointed. "Now, get on the gurney please."
"No." Peter said through his teeth then decided he had enough, he ripped the two men that held him and they awkwardly stumbled against him not knowing what happened to their bodies. Peter shrugged them off of him and Bob was right in his face, he snatched Peter by the front of his shirt and threw him at the gurney. "GET ON the GURNEY!" He yelled as Peter fell into it. Bob was already behind Peter and grabbed his shirt but Peter turned and elbowed him in the face. CRACK!
"Stop him!" Bob yelled as his head snapped back and Peter ran out the double doors.
Laura removed her lab coat and nodded at the four scientists and they followed Bob, who bolted out of there.
Smee was already out in the hall, so he ran down Peter but made a right, while Laura made a left, knowing that the hallway was a big circle, so she would intercept Peter on the other side.
Bob ran right behind Peter and was on his heels. "We doin this again?! It didn't work out last time!" He said as he pulled out is asp.
Peter suddenly stopped running turned and lunged forward while Bob jabbed is asp to hit him in the face, he missed, Peter was already under him, delivering several powerful punches to Bobs gut. WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM!
Bob choked as blood flew out of his mouth and the force of the last punch sent him flying backwards and slamming on his back.
Peter looked up at the ceiling. "I would need allot more power to blast my way out of here, I'm not sure how far underground I am. Then I need to make it to Samantha, but where am I? Where are the exits?" He thought then turned and ran down the hall and looked to his right and saw a burly man running down the hall towards him. He looked to his left and saw the elevator. Peter ran as fast as he could and as soon as he reached the end of the hall and slammed his hand on the elevator button he saw something coming at the corner of his eye.
He quickly turned and swung but hit air, and Laura ran right into him like a linebacker. POW! Peter just stumbled back a few feet, and shoved her back by the shoulders and she fell on her butt. Peter angrily looked down his nose at her then felt an unbelievable force slam into his back WHAM! Smee had caught up to him, partially morphed into a werewolf, and threw his body into Peter's like a raging bull and the boy went flying.
The elevator doors opened and doctor Smith came out with her briefcase and saw Peter sprawled out on the floor. Smee ran off while Laura yelled. "Stay back!"
Doctor Smith huffed as she quickly opened her brief case, pulled out a syringe and dropped it. "Peter its me Doctor Smith, I'm here to help you." She said sweetly as she hurried over and Peter cringed as he caught his breath "my back who hit me like that?"" He pondered inwardly then looked up. Dr. Smith reached out and Peter grabbed her arm and she pulled him up to his feet, wrapped her arm around his back and pulled him towards her and right onto the waiting needle.
Peter's eyes grew wide as he felt the burning substance enter his body. He gripped her shoulders as he looked down and saw her empty the last bit of the contents into him. He instantly became paralyzed and fell into her. "I thought you came to help, so you did betray me." He breathed.
Dr. Smith ripped the syringe out of Peter and wrapped her arms around his back. "This is to protect Sammy." Doctor Smith said then opened her arms and Peter fell on the floor.