Chapter 1: Late Again
Claire checked her watch again tapping it hoping that it was wrong… Knowing it wasn't.
Where is he? She thought. Just then the door to the keep opened and Bobby walked in.
"What's up Keep?" He asked
"Not much no thanks to Darien."
Bobby looked puzzled for a moment. Then asked "What did he do this time?"
"He was supposed to come in for some tests, but he never showed up." She replied looking at her watch once again.
"Do you want me to go and pick him up?"
Claire looked up at him. "Would you do that? Thank you Bobby so much." And with that Bobby left and Claire went back to work.
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Bobby pulled onto Darien's road and drove to his place. He parked on the curb and pocketed his keys. He walked up to Darien's door and gasped. The door and the wall around it was half way across the room. Bobby pulled out his gun and stepped across the pile of rumble and pulled out his cell with the right he quickly dialed Claire. After 3 rings she picked up.
"What?" She growled.
"Claire it's me." Bobby said.
"Oh, hi Bobby. You can come back now Darien just called and said that he was on his way."
Bobby paused. "Claire what do you mean he just called you? I'm at his apartment and Claire half of his God-Damm wall is missing." Bobby heard Claire gasp at the other end of the phone.
"Is he there Bobby?" Claire asked hurrily
After a minute Bobby answered… "No, No one is here."
"Bobby." Claire said in a small voice. "If Darien didn't call me then who did?"
Bobby frowned.
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Darien was jolted awake when his head slammed against the wall of the van.
"Ouch. Damm could you at lest try and miss the bumps?"
"Shut-up." Growled a voice then Darien felt a hard punch in the face. He tried to open his eyes and when he couldn't he realized that his eyes were already open but he was blind.
"What have you done to me?" Darien demanded.
"Shut-up." Was the only reply.
Darien gave up and put his back against the wall. I wonder… Darien shut his eyes and quick-silvered them then he re-opened his eyes and he could see. This is like running into the Chameleon all over again. While Darien didn't dare look at his kidnappers he looked at his tattoo. Shit It was ¾ of the way to being full. He had to make a choice. See or go insane faster. He finally decided and let the quicksilver fall from his eyes casting him back into the darkness.
They traveled in the van for about an other half an hour. No one said anything. Then suddenly the car came to a sudden halt and Darien once again hit the sidewall but this time he bit his tongue not wanting to be hit again.
He heard the two back doors being opened and before he knew it he was being hauled out and thrown on the floor. Then someone placed their knee in his back and brought both of his arms up to the middle of his back and handcuffed them. Then he was pulled up and sat down in a chair. Darien thought for a second then with out much more of a thought he quick silvered his eyes and looked into the room for the 1st time. He saw 3 men and one woman. They were all dress in black pants and black top with leather dusters. Great. The men looked profession like they had done this before. The woman was the leader by the looks of it. Darien wished he knew how many blocks he had left.
The women was pointing towards Darien. She looked pissed off and Darien noted that the men looked pretty scared. Then she left and the guys walked over to Darien. He quickly let the quicksilver fall from his eyes as two of the men grabbed his arms.
"Hey careful." Darien said.
"Shut-up." One of them said. But no punch came.
"What no more hitting?" Darien asked.
"No…we have something better in mind."
Darien felt his throat tighten up. Then they un-did his handcuffs and pushed him into a room.