Chapter 10: Purple Pills

Sid woke up to the doorbell ringing annoyingly and she was very irked at that point of time.  It was about three hours since she had the blood drive and she felt extremely disorientated.  She wouldn't have answered the door because of her weakened condition, but whoever was at the door was being maddened.  Unfortunately to her, most of the people in this society were like that.  The person on the door step was fiddling with the doorbell, which didn't strike the woman's attention.  After a few minutes of ringing the bell, he then consistency knocked on the door.  She then opened the door very hastily and stared blankly at Hobbes, who was standing on the doorstep.  What she didn't see was the quick-silvered Fawkes, who quickly ran inside the home.

"Oh, it's you.  What the hell do you want?"  Syd said, in an intimidating tone.

"I think you better come with me.  Apparently, your life is in danger."  The federal agent informed her. 

"Nice story, I almost believed that for a second.  I don't think you're a federal agent because you dress way too nice for that.  You probably got that badge at some store and you're probably going to kidnap me.  One thing before you do that…I will kick your ass if you try to!"

Hobbes tried to explain, but she kept babbling conspiracy theories to him.  Darien rummaged around the home, and placed the journal that he took on the dining room table.  The female couldn't stand the argument she made and slammed the door shut, right in Hobbes' face!  She returned to play the stereo on the DVD player in the living room.  Rap songs filled with the room, giving invisible Darien a wave of annoyance overpowering his body.  The woman sat down near the dining room table, scooping out little pills-drugs that she bought on the streets.

I take a couple uppers

I down a couple downers

But nothing compares

To these blue, yellow purple pills

I've been to Mushroom Mountain

Once or twice but who's countin'?

But nothing compares

To these blue and yellow purple pills

"Nice stuff you got in that journal."  Darien greeted while he shimmered into reality.

The woman gazed at his process and was rather shocked.  She at first backed her chair a few inches away from the stranger but then stopped when she noticed he stopped getting close to her.  She set down the pills on the table, adjacent from the glass of water.

"How the hell did you get in?"  She necessitated an answer.

"Easy there, Sid?  You don't remember me?"

In a confused trance, she nodded her head in disagreement.  "No, have we met before?"  The phone blared its annoying ring as the girl ran to answer it.  "Hello?  Sorry, wrong number."

She turned away and found the stranger gone.  Sid shrugged her shoulders and discovered that the pills on the dining table were gone.  She sighed and flopped on the living room couch, while turning on the television.  Shows warmed her heart as she eventually fell asleep. 

The front door slammed closed as the girl woke up from her deep rest.  Looking up, Sidney found her guardians entering the home, with groceries in their hands.  The girl helped them place the canned food in the cupboards and then glanced to see the drugs she bought were gone.  She shook her head in discontentment and grabbed a hold of her binder. 

"You ok, Syd?"  The motherly figure of the house asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"  Syd shook her dissatisfaction away from her mind and reassured the woman asking her the question.

She climbed the upstairs and entered her home for the time being.  She plopped herself on the bed and studied the pages.  Finding a pen, she wrote what was on her mind, as if that night was her last on Earth.

Fawkes dove inside the van, met by a blank gazed Hobbes.

"You aren't supposed to make contact, you're gonna screw this up.  Partner, you can't personally…"

"How can you when you see someone like that?  Who in the right mind would want to do this to a kid? 

"Some sick people, which we're gonna nab.  Get back in there and do what you have to do."