5. (A/N: same as chappie 3 & 4)
They stopped before an old prison. Gloria shivered involuntarily.
'This place is giving me the creeps.' She said a bit shaky.
Knowing Gloria, she wasn't afraid of nothing. So it had to be pretty scary.
'This is not my choice of a hotel.' Brad said. The only thing he got was an angry glare of Matt and the others.
'Will Sarah and the others be in here?' Alex asked.
As an answer they were fired upon.
'Does that give you enough answering?' Bruce said as they got behind the cars.
Suddenly the firing stopped and the door opened and a big man walked out. He was fat and had black eyes, black suit, and deep black hair.
'My name Takanee Ulsem and I ask you gently to leave. This is private property and I will let them shoot you again if you don't leave this alone.'
Suddenly they heard children cry.
'This is an orphanage.' The man said.
'In the middle of the dessert…? And guarded by soldiers?' Matt asked as he crossed his arms.
'There are more orphanages on weird places mister…'
Matt raised an eyebrow but didn't say what he was thinking. The man turned and yelled something in Turkish. The doors slowly closed but before they were fully closed Matt heard the voice of his son crying out for help. Then he heard a whip, and the yell of pain coming from his son.
'What are you doing!?' They heard suddenly a girl's voice crying out.
'You know that you will not harm these children when I'm around!'
'Go away from the boy… child.' Someone hissed.
'NO! I will not let you harm him of any other in that matter. Not as long as I have air in my longs and walk this planet. It was my fault that he got away…' They heard.
'Auw…!' The whip hit flesh again.
'Go inside new - one… This is not for your eyes.' They heard the man grunt.
'Sarah!' Scott yelled.
Matt sunk to his knees. "Sarah?" He thought.
His daughter was in there getting whipped to threads. Alex saw what he was about to do. He dragged him away and hissed: 'What are you doing? Scott and Sarah will have nothing to a dead father.'
He stood before the window eyes looking at nothing particularly. He knew that if they would stay there another day they would surly die. He didn't hear someone enter. He didn't notice that someone stood next to him. He just leaned at the doorpost staring into nothing.
'They are still alive… be glad about that…' He suddenly heard in a whisper.
Matt looked up and turned his head to the side. The woman in the black cloth stood next to him.
"Who are you?" He thought as he looked into the hazel eyes of the unknown person.
The woman had a mysterious glance in her eyes.
'They are alive and I'm positive that you will come up with a plan to free them and the other children.' She said softly.
She turned and left the room. Matt stood there a couple of seconds and then ran after the woman. In the hallway it was empty, not a sign of the woman in black. Nothing!
"She can't have just disappeared into thin air?"
He looked at both sides and then ran towards the exit, bumping into Alex on the way out.
'Woho Matt… where's the fire?' He asked.
'Did you see a woman dressed in a black cloth, all in black?' He asked.
'What do you mean? The hallway is empty except for us and I didn't see someone like you describe passing me on the way to you.' Alex said in surprise.
Matt thought that he was going crazy.
"I'm going to get crazy if I don't free them."
'Are you in any pain Scott?' She asked as her own face twisted in pain and tears that she didn't want to shed. He shook his head and looked at the girl who took the hits for him.
'Good… Let's go and work alright?'
Scott could only nod.
'One more advice… If you're sad and you want to cry, then don't do it in front of the supervisors, there have been a lot of children who did so and got caught by the whip.' She said. Scott nodded again. Then Damien came out of the prison and kneeled down next to the two others.
'Scott… I think you know Damien already?' She said smiling faintly not to give into the pain that was so visible in her eyes.
'We'd already meet.' He said and looked at the light brown haired guy next to the girl who saved him from scars.
Sarah had long blond hair which was covered in black coal. Stripes of black covered most of her clothes, body and face. She had hazel eyes and she reminded him of his dad in a way.
'Thank you…' He then said softly.
Sarah looked up and smiled sadly.
'This has taken far enough. We leave at midnight.' Sarah said, her eyes getting soft.
Damien nodded, knowing exactly what she meant.
'Do we have everything in place?' She whispered.
'What are you three still doing here?! Get back inside and back to work, or I will get out the whip again.' Someone threatened.
Sarah's eyes narrowed and her foot shot out… tackling the man. Then her eyes became big of fear.
"Did I just do that? What kind of an idiot am I?!"
The man grunted his face red of anger. Sarah scrambled backwards, and was trapped when she hit the wall. The man had driven her in a corner. There was no way out. The man showed no mercy on her. Sarah had to be thankful that she still lived when he was done with her.
"Dad…" She thought.
"…Please save us…" She looked up and in her eyes was a sign of despair and they were hopeless.
'Did we finally beat the hope out of you?' The man sneered with a wicked grin.
Sarah closed her eyes and hung her head. She took a shattered breath and her shoulders shocked.
'I asked you a question girl… ANSWER!' He yelled dragging her to her feet and forced her to look at him.
Sarah looked at him and said: 'Sticks and stones will break my bones, but they will not shatter my hope and soul. I've got faith-'
'Faith in what…? Your parents are dead, who will be looking for you?! There are so many children who are missing in the world. The police can not do anything… I'm sorry… won't do anything because we are above the law! We make the rules in this part of the world… That is why there is no-one that came looking for you guys.'
'YOU LIE!' Sarah screamed.
As a response she was hit in the face. Blood dripped out of the corner of her mouth. She looked back at the guy and locked his sight with hers and said then in a darkened and a voice full of anger: 'You may have won this battle Achim, but the children will win the war. I can guarantee you that!'
Scott recognised the voice of that of his father. It was so remarkable that they showed so much resembling. Achim threw her away and Sarah landed at the feet of Damien.
'GET INSIDE!' He hurled.
'Yes sir.' They all said.
Supported by Damien Sarah walked back inside the prison. Scott was close behind. He was pondering on why this was all happening to them… to him.
'Sarah…' Scott asked when they were eating.
'…Hmm… what is Scott?' She asked.
'What is your last name? Do you know that?'
Sarah looked up from her plate and looked down at the blue grey eyes of the new kid sitting next to her.
'Why do you want to know?' She then asked.
Scott simply raised his shoulders. 'Just because…' He said.
Sarah smiled at him and ruffled his hair and then said: 'Tracker… Sarah Jessica Vanessa Tracker…'
To Scott it hit like a bomb. He was so surprised that he almost fell from the bench.
'Woho there kid… don't you fall now okay?' She said.
'…Why did you want to know my last name Scott…?' She then asked.
'Because…' Scott stopped and looked at the older girl.
'…We share the last name…' He said softly.
'My name is Scott Tracker.' He said.
Sarah's eyes almost popped out in surprise.
'NO way…' She whispered. 'No way that you are… Are you possibly related to Matt and Rachel Tracker?' She asked.
'They are my parents. Only Rachel, my mom, died fourteen years ago. I was three weeks at that time.' He began.
'Excuse me Scott… I need some fresh air…' Sarah stood up and tumbling she ran out of the room, leaving Damien and the rest behind with question marks in their faces. All except for Scott, he had a hard trouble to keep his tears back.
"My sister saved my back today… literally... Sarah… She's my sister." Tears ran down Scott's face.
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('_' Woho, very long chappie this time, had a bit of a writer inspiration ^_^)
They stopped before an old prison. Gloria shivered involuntarily.
'This place is giving me the creeps.' She said a bit shaky.
Knowing Gloria, she wasn't afraid of nothing. So it had to be pretty scary.
'This is not my choice of a hotel.' Brad said. The only thing he got was an angry glare of Matt and the others.
'Will Sarah and the others be in here?' Alex asked.
As an answer they were fired upon.
'Does that give you enough answering?' Bruce said as they got behind the cars.
Suddenly the firing stopped and the door opened and a big man walked out. He was fat and had black eyes, black suit, and deep black hair.
'My name Takanee Ulsem and I ask you gently to leave. This is private property and I will let them shoot you again if you don't leave this alone.'
Suddenly they heard children cry.
'This is an orphanage.' The man said.
'In the middle of the dessert…? And guarded by soldiers?' Matt asked as he crossed his arms.
'There are more orphanages on weird places mister…'
Matt raised an eyebrow but didn't say what he was thinking. The man turned and yelled something in Turkish. The doors slowly closed but before they were fully closed Matt heard the voice of his son crying out for help. Then he heard a whip, and the yell of pain coming from his son.
'What are you doing!?' They heard suddenly a girl's voice crying out.
'You know that you will not harm these children when I'm around!'
'Go away from the boy… child.' Someone hissed.
'NO! I will not let you harm him of any other in that matter. Not as long as I have air in my longs and walk this planet. It was my fault that he got away…' They heard.
'Auw…!' The whip hit flesh again.
'Go inside new - one… This is not for your eyes.' They heard the man grunt.
'Sarah!' Scott yelled.
Matt sunk to his knees. "Sarah?" He thought.
His daughter was in there getting whipped to threads. Alex saw what he was about to do. He dragged him away and hissed: 'What are you doing? Scott and Sarah will have nothing to a dead father.'
He stood before the window eyes looking at nothing particularly. He knew that if they would stay there another day they would surly die. He didn't hear someone enter. He didn't notice that someone stood next to him. He just leaned at the doorpost staring into nothing.
'They are still alive… be glad about that…' He suddenly heard in a whisper.
Matt looked up and turned his head to the side. The woman in the black cloth stood next to him.
"Who are you?" He thought as he looked into the hazel eyes of the unknown person.
The woman had a mysterious glance in her eyes.
'They are alive and I'm positive that you will come up with a plan to free them and the other children.' She said softly.
She turned and left the room. Matt stood there a couple of seconds and then ran after the woman. In the hallway it was empty, not a sign of the woman in black. Nothing!
"She can't have just disappeared into thin air?"
He looked at both sides and then ran towards the exit, bumping into Alex on the way out.
'Woho Matt… where's the fire?' He asked.
'Did you see a woman dressed in a black cloth, all in black?' He asked.
'What do you mean? The hallway is empty except for us and I didn't see someone like you describe passing me on the way to you.' Alex said in surprise.
Matt thought that he was going crazy.
"I'm going to get crazy if I don't free them."
'Are you in any pain Scott?' She asked as her own face twisted in pain and tears that she didn't want to shed. He shook his head and looked at the girl who took the hits for him.
'Good… Let's go and work alright?'
Scott could only nod.
'One more advice… If you're sad and you want to cry, then don't do it in front of the supervisors, there have been a lot of children who did so and got caught by the whip.' She said. Scott nodded again. Then Damien came out of the prison and kneeled down next to the two others.
'Scott… I think you know Damien already?' She said smiling faintly not to give into the pain that was so visible in her eyes.
'We'd already meet.' He said and looked at the light brown haired guy next to the girl who saved him from scars.
Sarah had long blond hair which was covered in black coal. Stripes of black covered most of her clothes, body and face. She had hazel eyes and she reminded him of his dad in a way.
'Thank you…' He then said softly.
Sarah looked up and smiled sadly.
'This has taken far enough. We leave at midnight.' Sarah said, her eyes getting soft.
Damien nodded, knowing exactly what she meant.
'Do we have everything in place?' She whispered.
'What are you three still doing here?! Get back inside and back to work, or I will get out the whip again.' Someone threatened.
Sarah's eyes narrowed and her foot shot out… tackling the man. Then her eyes became big of fear.
"Did I just do that? What kind of an idiot am I?!"
The man grunted his face red of anger. Sarah scrambled backwards, and was trapped when she hit the wall. The man had driven her in a corner. There was no way out. The man showed no mercy on her. Sarah had to be thankful that she still lived when he was done with her.
"Dad…" She thought.
"…Please save us…" She looked up and in her eyes was a sign of despair and they were hopeless.
'Did we finally beat the hope out of you?' The man sneered with a wicked grin.
Sarah closed her eyes and hung her head. She took a shattered breath and her shoulders shocked.
'I asked you a question girl… ANSWER!' He yelled dragging her to her feet and forced her to look at him.
Sarah looked at him and said: 'Sticks and stones will break my bones, but they will not shatter my hope and soul. I've got faith-'
'Faith in what…? Your parents are dead, who will be looking for you?! There are so many children who are missing in the world. The police can not do anything… I'm sorry… won't do anything because we are above the law! We make the rules in this part of the world… That is why there is no-one that came looking for you guys.'
'YOU LIE!' Sarah screamed.
As a response she was hit in the face. Blood dripped out of the corner of her mouth. She looked back at the guy and locked his sight with hers and said then in a darkened and a voice full of anger: 'You may have won this battle Achim, but the children will win the war. I can guarantee you that!'
Scott recognised the voice of that of his father. It was so remarkable that they showed so much resembling. Achim threw her away and Sarah landed at the feet of Damien.
'GET INSIDE!' He hurled.
'Yes sir.' They all said.
Supported by Damien Sarah walked back inside the prison. Scott was close behind. He was pondering on why this was all happening to them… to him.
'Sarah…' Scott asked when they were eating.
'…Hmm… what is Scott?' She asked.
'What is your last name? Do you know that?'
Sarah looked up from her plate and looked down at the blue grey eyes of the new kid sitting next to her.
'Why do you want to know?' She then asked.
Scott simply raised his shoulders. 'Just because…' He said.
Sarah smiled at him and ruffled his hair and then said: 'Tracker… Sarah Jessica Vanessa Tracker…'
To Scott it hit like a bomb. He was so surprised that he almost fell from the bench.
'Woho there kid… don't you fall now okay?' She said.
'…Why did you want to know my last name Scott…?' She then asked.
'Because…' Scott stopped and looked at the older girl.
'…We share the last name…' He said softly.
'My name is Scott Tracker.' He said.
Sarah's eyes almost popped out in surprise.
'NO way…' She whispered. 'No way that you are… Are you possibly related to Matt and Rachel Tracker?' She asked.
'They are my parents. Only Rachel, my mom, died fourteen years ago. I was three weeks at that time.' He began.
'Excuse me Scott… I need some fresh air…' Sarah stood up and tumbling she ran out of the room, leaving Damien and the rest behind with question marks in their faces. All except for Scott, he had a hard trouble to keep his tears back.
"My sister saved my back today… literally... Sarah… She's my sister." Tears ran down Scott's face.
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('_' Woho, very long chappie this time, had a bit of a writer inspiration ^_^)
