The detective waited and waited...and waited. He had the gun in his hand as he scanned the doors and listened in case someone or something came. Just then, he heard a car drive off away from the school. Nancy and Jonathan. Great. Way to desert me...us, guys. the detective thought to himself, a little annoyed. Elle was resting her head on Mike's shoulder, wrapped in a towel and the detective's coat, holding his hand. Lucas and Dustin sat next to Mike while the detective sat next to the bath, activating his eyes every now and then to see how much energy he had. After a little while, Dustin got up and left saying,
"I'll be right back." as he walked out of the gym.
"Where ya off to, Dustin?" the detective asked.
"Fuel cells depleted. Lunch lady's got a whole stock pile of chocolate pudding hidden in the kitchen. I'll be right back." Lucas soon followed. Cheap pudding. Huh, actually that doesn't sound half bad right about now.
"Alright, just stay together." the detective said as he heard them yell back, "Ok." Elle then piped up,
"Pudding?" she asked in a small voice.
"Yeah, it's sweet brown goop that you eat with a spoon." Elle looked at Mike with a surprised look on her face. "It's actually really good, trust me. It's like really thick ice cream, except it isn't cold." She nodded in understanding, wrapping her arms around him, glad they were now alone, with the exception of the detective who didn't really care.
"Thank you, Mike. For everything you've done for me." Mike smiled and hugged her back, their cheeks reddening.
"You're welcome, Elle." he said, kissing her forehead, which caused them to blush even more so. The detective looked over and smiled. However, it didn't last. He heard multiple tires screeching outside. Knowing who had come brought back all of the painful memories that the detective had experienced. Brenner. How did they know they were there? The detective knew he destroyed that helicopter, or maybe they hacked into the school's security cameras. Either way, he activated his eyes, which were flowing with blue energy. Well, at least my energy levels are back to normal. Now I can fight without having to worry about any real restraints. He abruptly got up and motioned Mike and Elle that they had to leave. NOW. "What's going on?" Mike asked as he grabbed his coat.
"Bad men...papa are coming." Elle said, sounding scared. The detective nodded as she gave him his coat.
"There's your answer. Come on, we gotta grab Dustin and Lucas and we gotta leave before they catch us." Just then, they came rushing into the gym. "They're inside already?" They nodded frantically. The detective got up and reverted his eyes. Gotta save it for later. He pulled out his gun and ran with the kids down the hallway of the school when they were stopped by guards, soldiers, and Connie, who had guns pointed at them. Elle focused very hard while the detective's eyes activated and he raised his hand upwards and created a protective field around him and the kids. Blood soon slowly dripped out of the offenders' eyes and ears as Elle concentrated. Next thing they knew, they fell to the floor, their eyes dripping with blood. Elle then collapsed into Mike's arms, looking dizzy.
"Elle! Are you ok?!" he asked, holding her up. She looked at him with blood coming down her nose and nodded, her eyes fluttering a little. Once the field was complete, the detective put his hand down and knelt down, rubbing her head with his hand. Just then he saw her weak smile turn into a wide-eyed look of terror as she turned to see him.
"What's wrong, honey?" As he turned around, the field slowly turned red as he stood up. It cackled with electricity and scorched where the edges touched. There before him stood the one man he hated more than life itself. He closed his eyes, and opened them to reveal red-orange stars flaring against the voids that his eyes once were. These red "star-eyes" made the men step back as he walked out of the field towards them. "Martin Brenner..." he growled.