Arcane's hunt: The swift death of Mr. Carnel.
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"This is Mr. Carnel." Mr. Jackson introduced the young man by his side.
Mr. Carnel was a tall, handsome man. He had well-groomed hair and wore a snappy-looking tweed suit.
"Hello Mr. Carnel. My name is Jean, and this is Hank, Logan, Bobby, Amara, and Scott." She gestured to each in turn.
Mr. Carnel gave them all a thousand watt grin, specially formatted for getting on the good side of people.
Mr. Jackson nodded easily. "The other people will be coming in tomorrow. You will meet them at the airport, but as of right now, he is the only one here. I will go to the meeting now."
"Do you need us to escort you?" Jean glanced at Mr. Carnel again. He was just too good to be true.
Mr. Jackson shook his head. "The meeting is in this building. I'll have the security
guard staff escort me."
He left the room, pausing only to say goodbye to Mr. Carnel.
Logan glared out the large bay window. Mr. Carnel had a corner office with a city view.
It was unsettling. According to Jean, they might not even know the guy until he does something.
"So what do you do, Mr. Carnel?" Bobby was starting up a conversation.
"I find business partners, people who want to share in the family of this company and-"
It sounded like a recording. He went on with that speel for about twenty minutes.
Bobby was wishing he hadn't asked. He had preferred the silence. Geez, this guy is boring. Reminds me of Scott…
Bobby! Jean glared at him. He grinned sheepishly.
Scott couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen. Everything was too normal. Too safe. Too quiet, he grinned to himself.
Hank stood next to the window by Logan. "Do you think our friend will come out today?"
"Not if he knows what's good for him."
Amara began playing with her fireballs. Mr. Carnal began to lose integrity for his grin.
"Would you stop that?"
"Stop what?"
"That." He pointed to her hand, where there was a very conspicuous fireball.
"Oh this?" She let it wash over her hand before it disappeared.
"Yes. Thank you." His grin came back full strength. Logan glared at the back of his head.
"Red, why don't you and the princess go get something for us to drink?"
Amara was a little angry about being told to do servant work, but followed Jean anyway
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It was a long way down. At least twenty stories.
But it was perfect for what he was doing.
Arcane smiled grimly as he raised the gun to eye level. He sighted along it to his target. It was a tough shot. Between two people into the target. But he was no amateur.
"Prepare for the disadvantages of bay windows," he whispered into the wind.
He squeezed the trigger.
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"What's so important about her?"
"Parents asked me to find her."
"What, you're doin charity work now? That's so unlike you, A.C."
"Not charity. I'm getting paid."
"How much?"
"None of your business."
"Gee, thanks."
"Do you know where she is or not?"
"Yeah."
"Give me the name."
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There was no sound except the light crack of glass before Mr. Carnel slumped into his chair. It took Logan a half-second to realize what happened before he tore out into the hall.
"Red! Princess! He's out there! Go!"
Amara dropped the coffees she'd been holding and bolted towards the window, with Jean in hot pursuit. They both leaped out of the window towards the rooftops. Well, floated. It would be a pretty quick ending for Amara if Jean let her fall.
Logan and the other took the elevator down. No one wanted to watch the dead guy.
Jean used her power to sweep the area. If he was out there, he'd show up. And he did. It was just that she lost him a couple seconds after he showed up.
"Crap!"
"Red!" Jean looked down. Amara did too, because she was still floating as well.
"What?"
"Where is he?"
"He went that way! Here, take Amara, I'll catch up to him." She let go of Amara. She flew off, ignoring the rather colorful language Amara shot after her.
Scott watched her fly off. "What are we waiting for? Let's go!"
The others followed, though Bobby secretly wished Scott would fall on his face while he was running. This time he wasn't scolded by Jean, who was too far away to hear his thoughts.
Wanna Bet?
Bobby decided not to think anymore. Ever.
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Arcane swept through the alleyways with ease. Only he could have made that shot. It was easy.
"Stop right there!"
Arcane paused and raised his head. A girl with long red hair descended in front of him.
"Who are you?" She glared at him. "Why are you killing these innocent people?"
"Innocence." She started suddenly at his voice. Her eyes widened as he pulled out the gun.
"Innocence is in the eye of the destroyer."
He squeezed the trigger.
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CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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