Sara stalked through the halls, searching. Mary-Beth was nowhere to be found and Zeke was missing from his class. She was seething. There was no way Mary-Beth would beat her in this world. The last one she'd lost but not Earth. It was too precious to be turned. To many lives to be taken. She passed the door to a classroom where all the students had their hands up. No way Mary-Beth was going to win. No way. She spotted two teachers talking and stopped, leaning comfortably against the wall, out of their sight. Her long leather jacket swirled and settled around her as she watched them with the air of a predator stalking its prey.
"They're in the science room, Jon. You can take care of them all. They are the last."
"Of course, coach. It will be easy." He started off and the coach turned away.
Sara waited for the coach to disappear from her line of sight before following the teacher down the hall to the science room. She stayed around a corner while he went inside and shut the door. Then she ran forward and pressed an ear up against the door. She could hear them talking then the teacher,
"Now sit down!"
She could hear them fighting and opened the door. Zeke was on the floor, glass and water all around him, Stan was on the ground, Casey on top of him, Mary-Beth had Delilah in a grip and Stokley was standing, a shocked look on her face.
"Hey parasite, why do you insist on trying to take over the worlds when you know that I'll never let that happen," she mocked, stepping into the class.
Everyone turned towards her and an inhuman growl came from the science teacher's mouth as he threw himself at her.
She gave him a roud-house kick to the face, grabbed him by the arm and flung him back against the door. He charged her again and she waited for the last possible second then ducked, throwing him over her shoulder. Before he could get up, she pulled out a gun and shot him twice in the head. His head exploded and his body turned to dust. She rounded on the group, holstering the gun back under her jacket.
Zeke watched the girl take out Mr. Furlong quickly and precisely, like she'd done it before. It was kind of freaky but at the same time it kind of turned him on. Hot chick with martial art moves and a gun… any day… He felt his lips turn up in a lazy grin, the old confidence coming back now that the threat was over. "How'd you know to do that?" he asked, getting up and dusting glass from his wet shirt.
She shrugged. "Little trick I picked up travelling."
"Who are you?" Casey asked, awed.
The others were starting to get up and move into a small ground in front of her. She could see Mary-Beth glaring at her from the back. "I think it's time to leave before someone comes in and finds us and this mess…" She turned and walked towards the door.
"Fuck this," Zeke said, spinning the wheel and turning away from the roadblock. A million thoughts were going through his head. What were these things and what did they want? And who was Sara Kerrigan, really? He drove fast until his house, her thigh pressing into his. On the other side of her, Stan was asking questions but not getting any answers.
Zeke pulled into his driveway. "This way," he said, going into the garage. "My dad's lab is back here."
They followed him in.
