~~Chapter 10~~~
"Did you hear?!"Liz asks, as she walks over to one of the student lounge couches where Max already sat. Kyle and Maria, with Michael- sat across from them.
"Yeah, everyone's talking about it." Max says, looking at Liz and then glancing at Michael.
"Finding Mr. Woods out in that back road was terrible," Maria says.
"Karl Brooks- I think his name is, he lives across from you, Michael, you know who I'm talking about?" Kyle continues, before he replies, "I only know who he is, because my dad worked with him once a long time ago."
"Yeah, well, what about this guy?" -Michael.
"He's missing." -Kyle.
They all start to comment a bit.
"I think some relatives from out of state is staying there for now. Didn't you know?" -Kyle.
"No." -Michael.
Max looks at Michael, then says, "I think something needs to be said."
"Are you sure?" Michael looks at him. "What if it's nothing after all?"
"Better safe than sorry." -Max.
"It seems to me as if you two know something I don't," Liz says, looking at the two of them.
"Yeah, what's going on?" Maria asks.
"This doesn't have to do with anything -- I don't think, but I'm being watched and followed." Max reveals.
"What?"
"By who?"
"When?"
They all throw out questions. Michael raises his hand. "We don't know any of that. Max just thinks he's being under surveillance. And he might not be wrong."
Max explained a bit and they all talked a few minutes before Max says, "Just to be safe, no one should talk to anyone about this. But besides that, none of us should be making new friends right now or talking to people we don't know." The only one who didn't know about this was Isabel, and Max would tell his sister the next chance he got.
"Isn't that a little extreme?" -Michael.
"Not at all." Max says. "Besides, Michael, sometimes you don't even talk to us. I know you're not going to be striking up any new acquaintances."
Max was being a bit extreme, Michael thought. Well, maybe not completely. But anyway, he hadn't been talking to anyone new, except Victoria, so it didn't matter..
_+_+_+_+_
-that night-
Jesse and Isabel came out of the movie theatre and walked hand-in-hand. Jesse's automobile was parked several blocks away. The night was beautiful and the temperature pleasant and bearable enough for a night walk. They chatted casually as they walked, absorbed in one another, smiling as they rounded another corner.
Out of the darkness of the alley, hands tore them apart instantly. They didn't really have time to think of anything, let alone react. There must have been 6 or 7 of them who came at them. Jesse was struck on the head with something and fell to the ground. He began to sink into darkness with the sound of Isabel screaming, "Jesse!" before she was silenced, and with the image of black-clothed black-masked individuals- a myriad of shadows as they held Isabel. Black out.
_+_+_+_+_
Isabel was forced along quickly, every step taking her further away from the picture Jesse made as he lay unconscious on the ground beside the dumpster back in that alley.
She forced a look behind her as she was pushed along. She would have screamed again, had hands not been clamped hard over her mouth. They forced her ahead and no longer were they in the alley. She knew she couldn't even see Jesse now if she'd been allowed to.
Before she knew it, she was pushed into a dark car, with the people clothed all in black, all around her. The car sped off, but she couldn't think. Only--- ~Oh, God, Jesse.~ She said quietly, aloud to herself.
Her mouth no longer held, she screamed. "What do you want with me!"
No one answered. They ignored her, staring ahead.
"You bastards let me go!" She screamed and started over the person on her left, trying to get to the door. She was shoved back.
Isabel raised her hand to use her powers against them. Her arm was thrown aside and the force instead, busted one of the window out, shattering into a million pieces. One of them shoved a needle into her arm, right through her clothes. She was about to think it wouldn't work on *her*, but it did. She sank into oblivion---
_+_+_+_+_
[the base, outside Roswell]
Adam Winthrop stood with his hands folded behind his back, looking through a large one-way visible glass observation window. Inside the white room stood several men in white lab coats standing around a very still Isabel Evans.
The man named, Marsellus, approached him, walking down the hall.
"Satisfactory, sir?" Marsellus asked.
"Yes, quite. Your mission was a successful one." -Adam.
"Anything more you require?" -Marsellus.
"No, not presently. Just continue surveillance of course, on the others." Adam answered.
"I am expecting a special guest, who should be arriving within a couple days. I expect him to assist me greatly." Adam says, not taking his eyes from his observation.
---End of Chapter 10---
"Did you hear?!"Liz asks, as she walks over to one of the student lounge couches where Max already sat. Kyle and Maria, with Michael- sat across from them.
"Yeah, everyone's talking about it." Max says, looking at Liz and then glancing at Michael.
"Finding Mr. Woods out in that back road was terrible," Maria says.
"Karl Brooks- I think his name is, he lives across from you, Michael, you know who I'm talking about?" Kyle continues, before he replies, "I only know who he is, because my dad worked with him once a long time ago."
"Yeah, well, what about this guy?" -Michael.
"He's missing." -Kyle.
They all start to comment a bit.
"I think some relatives from out of state is staying there for now. Didn't you know?" -Kyle.
"No." -Michael.
Max looks at Michael, then says, "I think something needs to be said."
"Are you sure?" Michael looks at him. "What if it's nothing after all?"
"Better safe than sorry." -Max.
"It seems to me as if you two know something I don't," Liz says, looking at the two of them.
"Yeah, what's going on?" Maria asks.
"This doesn't have to do with anything -- I don't think, but I'm being watched and followed." Max reveals.
"What?"
"By who?"
"When?"
They all throw out questions. Michael raises his hand. "We don't know any of that. Max just thinks he's being under surveillance. And he might not be wrong."
Max explained a bit and they all talked a few minutes before Max says, "Just to be safe, no one should talk to anyone about this. But besides that, none of us should be making new friends right now or talking to people we don't know." The only one who didn't know about this was Isabel, and Max would tell his sister the next chance he got.
"Isn't that a little extreme?" -Michael.
"Not at all." Max says. "Besides, Michael, sometimes you don't even talk to us. I know you're not going to be striking up any new acquaintances."
Max was being a bit extreme, Michael thought. Well, maybe not completely. But anyway, he hadn't been talking to anyone new, except Victoria, so it didn't matter..
_+_+_+_+_
-that night-
Jesse and Isabel came out of the movie theatre and walked hand-in-hand. Jesse's automobile was parked several blocks away. The night was beautiful and the temperature pleasant and bearable enough for a night walk. They chatted casually as they walked, absorbed in one another, smiling as they rounded another corner.
Out of the darkness of the alley, hands tore them apart instantly. They didn't really have time to think of anything, let alone react. There must have been 6 or 7 of them who came at them. Jesse was struck on the head with something and fell to the ground. He began to sink into darkness with the sound of Isabel screaming, "Jesse!" before she was silenced, and with the image of black-clothed black-masked individuals- a myriad of shadows as they held Isabel. Black out.
_+_+_+_+_
Isabel was forced along quickly, every step taking her further away from the picture Jesse made as he lay unconscious on the ground beside the dumpster back in that alley.
She forced a look behind her as she was pushed along. She would have screamed again, had hands not been clamped hard over her mouth. They forced her ahead and no longer were they in the alley. She knew she couldn't even see Jesse now if she'd been allowed to.
Before she knew it, she was pushed into a dark car, with the people clothed all in black, all around her. The car sped off, but she couldn't think. Only--- ~Oh, God, Jesse.~ She said quietly, aloud to herself.
Her mouth no longer held, she screamed. "What do you want with me!"
No one answered. They ignored her, staring ahead.
"You bastards let me go!" She screamed and started over the person on her left, trying to get to the door. She was shoved back.
Isabel raised her hand to use her powers against them. Her arm was thrown aside and the force instead, busted one of the window out, shattering into a million pieces. One of them shoved a needle into her arm, right through her clothes. She was about to think it wouldn't work on *her*, but it did. She sank into oblivion---
_+_+_+_+_
[the base, outside Roswell]
Adam Winthrop stood with his hands folded behind his back, looking through a large one-way visible glass observation window. Inside the white room stood several men in white lab coats standing around a very still Isabel Evans.
The man named, Marsellus, approached him, walking down the hall.
"Satisfactory, sir?" Marsellus asked.
"Yes, quite. Your mission was a successful one." -Adam.
"Anything more you require?" -Marsellus.
"No, not presently. Just continue surveillance of course, on the others." Adam answered.
"I am expecting a special guest, who should be arriving within a couple days. I expect him to assist me greatly." Adam says, not taking his eyes from his observation.
---End of Chapter 10---