CONTINUING TRANSMISSION...
KIDS NEXT DOOR MISSION
OPERATION:
F.A.R.R.A.H.
Family
Acquaintance
Returns
Reporting
Alarming
History
TRANSMISSION NINE:
PRIORITY
WRITING OPERATIVE:
Sgamer82
Numbuh Five didn't have to guess where Father was aiming the fireball that was forming in his palm. With the precision only a lot of training and experience could muster, Numbuh Five drew the weapon hidden in her shirt. To the naked eye, it would appear to be a normal, plastic, easily-identifiable-as-a-toy water gun. However, it was, in actually, a S.Q.U.I.R.T. designed for concealment.
She aimed her weapon at Father's flaming body, but Farrah acted first, jumping from her seat and tacking Father to the floor. His attention distracted, Father's fireball dissipated. Farrah, quickly as she could, got up from the floor and beat out small fires that had appeared on her jacket and skirt. Five checked on the others in the room.
The bailiff, judge, and the attorneys (even Father's) were making tracks to the nearest door they could find. The Delightful Children not testifying had ducked for cover the instant Father's true face appeared. Abigail, surprised at seeing Father aim at her, had jumped backward out of her chair and fallen to the floor. She was clutching her leg. Numbuh Five wondered if she had maybe sprained her ankle in the fall. Farrah noticed it too.
"Kids!" She called to the Delightfuls, "Get your sister and get out of here!" The Delightful Childrens' fearful attitude instantly became one of hatred.
"Just who are you to give us orders!" they demanded of Farrah.
"Someone who thinks siblings should watch out for each other, no matter what!" Farrah shot back. She didn't say it in anger, but there was urgency in her voice. She needed to get those kids out of there before Father got up.
The Children moved to Abigail and helped her to her feet, supporting her so she wouldn't have to be on her bad leg. But they didn't take one step from the witness stand before Father was up again and aiming a new fireball towards Abigail, so furious he didn't care his other children were with her. Five leveled her weapon to shoot but Farrah again beat her to the punch. She stepped between Father and the children, arms spread out. Father chuckled.
"Do you really think that'll make me stop?"
"No, but this will!"
Father looked behind him at the sudden sound of Numbuh Five's voice, and got a face full of water for it. He clutched his face as if he'd just been hit with acid. Farrah looked at the children and yelled at them to go. They listened this time without arguing. Numbuh Five moved aside so they could get out of the room.
"You too, Abby!" she called.
"Nu-uh! You think I jus' gonna leave ya' here?"
"Abby! N-"
Farrah was interrupted when Father, shouting in rage, shot out from his body flames so powerful the shockwave from their appearance knocked Farrah to the floor. Father looked at her, ready to land a killing strike. When another shot from Five's S.Q.U.I.R.T. hit him in the back.
"Hey, old man! Numbuh Five's 'da one ya gotta beef with. I the one that took Abigail with mah own hands. I got her t'turn agains' ya! Ya gonna go throwin' fireballs at someone, make it Numbuh Five!"
With that, Numbuh Five ran from down the hallway, in the direction opposite the one she had seen the Delightful Children take. Father was furious beyond reason at this point. The girl wanted to die so soon, so be it. Farrah grabbed his wrist, her skin starting to burn from his touch.
"Don't hurt her! She's just a child!"
"You have no clue what she truly is!" with that he threw Farrah off him and starting his hunt for Numbuh Five. He didn't bother with the door he destroyed earlier. He simply blew a hole in the wall and ran into the hallway, to the utter shock of bystanders who had seen the door destroyed. He saw Five turn down another hall and pursued her.
Farrah got up off the courtroom floor and staggered out into the main hallway, clutching her burnt hand. She could only look down the hall in the direction she had seen her husband and Abby run in. Then to the opposite direction, where her children had fled. She didn't know exactly what was going on, but she recognized what Abby was trying to do. She also knew what Abby would likely want her to do. As much as she wanted to try and help Abby, she ran after her children, knowing that they were to be her first priority.
Something told her Abby could look out for herself.
Elsewhere in the building, Father had just caught up to Numbuh Five.
END TRANSMISSION NINE