Chapter One
Jack Now!
A young girl was walking along a regular street in New York City. She was all alone. For it was too early for anyone to be up. The drunks wouldn't be up for another day or two, and the families weren't going to wake-up in about an hour and go to church, but for right now everything was perfect. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white tee-shirt; she had on a regular pair of sneakers on. Nothing about her stood out her had fiery red hair that was strait and smooth. She was about five foot nine inches tall. She was slim, she looked like a model. She really didn't have a job but she was smart enough just to gamble and make millions when she first got here and then she went into stocks. She worked at a bar playing the flute. She loved being there and making millions from just people just asking question and losing bets she always won for she knew everything. Well except who she was and anything about her past. She was Jane Doe, she had heard of a guy up in Washington that was called John Doe and he did the same things she did. Her friends thought they might be married or siblings. Only difference was that she could see in color. Her problem was that she had a hard time seeing she wore contacts and glasses all the time. She really didn't mind all that much. What Jane didn't know was that she was not alone on the streets of NYC. Some one else was there too. The figure was there right behind her waiting for her to turn around and scream the sound that he knew all to well. He need to here to just know that everything was all right. He loved that scream it mad him feel like god again. It was just what he needed. The figure was cloaked in a black cloak with blood red lining. The color was just the right color for he had seen that color a million times. It was just right for him; it was the color that he saw all the time. Everything was different now nothing looked the same. There where tall buildings all around him and things with wheels. And this lady looked strange too. She had on pants or what he thought was pants. It seem strange for her to wear something like that. Jane wasn't turning around for she wasn't listening to what her brain was telling her she was listening to her other mind and was thinking of what she should do today. She had no idea what she was supposed to do. There was no where to go she was thinking of going to Chris's house, but then she would have to go through his stupid test on things that she knew. She could go to the library and read up on some things. But she knew everything where was the fun in that? She could go play a game of chess. Yes that is what she would do. Jane turned right and started heading toward Washington Square Park. The figure keep up the pace with this strange lady now she was turning in a different direction it was strange for him to have to run to catch up with this lady he didn't want to loose his first target. The chess tables where all taken. Jane slouched down near by and waited for someone to get up. Right when she was just about to sit down when someone got up and left. The player left was the winner and that was a young girl only about a couple of years younger then herself. She had seen this girl play she was great. She was a little afraid of losing but she went up anyway.
A young girl was walking along a regular street in New York City. She was all alone. For it was too early for anyone to be up. The drunks wouldn't be up for another day or two, and the families weren't going to wake-up in about an hour and go to church, but for right now everything was perfect. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white tee-shirt; she had on a regular pair of sneakers on. Nothing about her stood out her had fiery red hair that was strait and smooth. She was about five foot nine inches tall. She was slim, she looked like a model. She really didn't have a job but she was smart enough just to gamble and make millions when she first got here and then she went into stocks. She worked at a bar playing the flute. She loved being there and making millions from just people just asking question and losing bets she always won for she knew everything. Well except who she was and anything about her past. She was Jane Doe, she had heard of a guy up in Washington that was called John Doe and he did the same things she did. Her friends thought they might be married or siblings. Only difference was that she could see in color. Her problem was that she had a hard time seeing she wore contacts and glasses all the time. She really didn't mind all that much. What Jane didn't know was that she was not alone on the streets of NYC. Some one else was there too. The figure was there right behind her waiting for her to turn around and scream the sound that he knew all to well. He need to here to just know that everything was all right. He loved that scream it mad him feel like god again. It was just what he needed. The figure was cloaked in a black cloak with blood red lining. The color was just the right color for he had seen that color a million times. It was just right for him; it was the color that he saw all the time. Everything was different now nothing looked the same. There where tall buildings all around him and things with wheels. And this lady looked strange too. She had on pants or what he thought was pants. It seem strange for her to wear something like that. Jane wasn't turning around for she wasn't listening to what her brain was telling her she was listening to her other mind and was thinking of what she should do today. She had no idea what she was supposed to do. There was no where to go she was thinking of going to Chris's house, but then she would have to go through his stupid test on things that she knew. She could go to the library and read up on some things. But she knew everything where was the fun in that? She could go play a game of chess. Yes that is what she would do. Jane turned right and started heading toward Washington Square Park. The figure keep up the pace with this strange lady now she was turning in a different direction it was strange for him to have to run to catch up with this lady he didn't want to loose his first target. The chess tables where all taken. Jane slouched down near by and waited for someone to get up. Right when she was just about to sit down when someone got up and left. The player left was the winner and that was a young girl only about a couple of years younger then herself. She had seen this girl play she was great. She was a little afraid of losing but she went up anyway.