Interference
Chapter Four: ...And For The Better
Nothing to say about this one, but I've got SIX NEW PLOT IDEAS ready to go! O.o;; Ironic, no? *Twilight Zone music plays*
The mayor watched his television in concern. The child who had declared himself was making yet another demand.
Each day that passes with Meridiana not under Von Reichter's control, you will pay one thousand dollars. An evil little grin crossed his face. The surrender will be complete. All citizens must remain in house arrest, receiving food packages once every week. City Hall will belong to ME, and there will be no questioning of the guards.
The TV shut itself off, and Mr. William Terrence closed his eyes. Being a mayor was never easy, especially in Meridiana-explosions to explain, the mysterious woman who couldn't be caught on film, and monsters lurking in the alleys-but now, things had just gotten worse.
Hey, wait, you can't go in there-! The doors to his office flew open, and in ran a scholarly-looking man. He was tailed by two security guards, who rushed up and seized the man by the arms.
Get off of me, the man demanded calmly.
Sir, you'll have to make an appointment, this is PRIVATE business only, sir, I can't-AUGH! One security guard flew into the wall.
Now look here, sir! Mr. Mayor, I'm very sorry. Sir, please, CALMLY remove yourself from the-UGH! The second guard flew through the windows.
William blinked at this man of amazing strength. I....presume you need to speak with me...?
That's right. Forgive the entrance; your guards were...a bit stubborn. My name is Adrian Seidelman. I'm a literature teacher at the high school.
The mayor spread his hands, as if to say
I heard the television. Sir, you can't turn over this city to Von Reichter.
We don't have the funds to fight for the freedom, Mr. Seidelman.
Then let the public decide! You'd be under house arrest, too, or worse, Mr. Terrence!
We can't afford it. With all the explosions, we barely have money to pay off our debts. I'm afraid you'll get nowhere with me. We must surrender.
One night. Give it one more night, I'm sure something will happen.
William closed his eyes for a moment. Nothing will happen, Mr. Seidelman. Please-
One night! That's only 1000 dollars, please sir, I have a friend...
A friend?
Adrian blinked and thought rapidly. One night, Mr. Mayor. That's all I ask.
Silence. William shrugged and held up his hands. One night, Mr. Seidelman. And please...don't assault security again.
No sir. Adrian straightened his collar. Good day, sir. He left the room.
Outside, Adrian headed for his apartment. Where could José set up a blocking device? He desperately racked his brain. One night to stop the little monster...José'd need access to the highest point around... But no! He's tried that! José isn't smart enough to realize it, but the authorities would search the highest points first...Von Reichter is definitely heading this operation....
The SEWERS! Adrian quickened his pace, heading for Lucas' apartment, hurriedly writing a note in Cybersix's handwriting. Wires....transceivers all over the city...located at an EXACT distance....
Concerned immensely for Data 7, Adrian dashed into the apartment building and took the stairs two at a time to Lucas' apartment. The door hung slightly askew, after many Fixed Idea invasions. Adrian quickly slid the note under the crooked door. Lucas would find it, he had to count on that.
Adrian left the building from the back. It would not look good, at any point in time, for Adrian to be the messenger for Cybersix.
Well...at least I have a plan.