Chapter 5
Daddy's Deadest Girl
"YOU BITCH!!"
A cry came from the upstairs bedrooms, as Maggie and Jack turned their heads towards the shouting. They both darted upstairs as Jack and Maggie wonder what the commotion was about. As they got to the top they both saw that Peter was holding his arm like a dog bit him. Alicia was still in her bed frightened as ever.
"What the hell is going on here?" Maggie declared.
Peter pointed to Viper, "That gothic bitch bit me!"
"Serves you right!" Viper replied, "He was sneaking in my bag."
"I was getting something back that you stole from me!" Peter argued.
"That's bull!" Viper shot back as she began to attack him. But before she even touch Peter, Jack held her back.
"Alright everyone, calm down!" Maggie shouted. She looked to Peter and asked, "What did she take?"
"I looked in my wallet when I got up and all my money was gone," He explained.
Maggie looked at Viper for an explanation, "I didn't take it," she said.
"Now that's bull," Peter said.
"Ok, enough," Maggie said, "I don't care who takes what, but its going to stop now."
"What about my money?" Peter asked.
"Viper, give him his money back," Maggie ordered.
"I told you I didn't steal his money," Viper said.
Maggie then repealed, "Then until the money is returned, TV privileges are suspended."
They all protested except Alicia who was still cowering in her bed.
"Enough!" She repeated and all went silent, "I gave my call, not unless you want me to take other privileges away?" They all were still silent, "Good, since Mr. Hawks is gone, Mr. Harper here is going to be the temporary guard. I want you all to give him the same respect as Mr. Hawks. Understand?"
They all agreed as Jack and Maggie went back downstairs to do their daily routine. For the kids, Maggie had one rule; if you want to stay here you'll have to do the chore list located in the recreation room. Maggie took Alicia on a tour of the shelter showing her around. They first entered the Kitchen.
"Now," Maggie started, "If you want to eat something, go ahead, but please clean up. Mr. Harper may be the janitor, but he's not your mother, nor am I."
They continued their tour as they entered the recreation room. Inside, there was a small color TV, a computer and an old Williams Pinball called Comet. At the computer sat Norman typing away.
"This is our little Rec. room," Maggie pointed out, "The computer is connected to the Internet and you can use it anytime you want, if Norman get off that is."
They the room and went down the hall towards a small gym. It was so small that it only had one basketball net, where Peter was there shooting some hoops.
"You can play basket ball, racket ball, any type of sport you can think off. The equipment can be found over there," she pointed towards a door at the end of the gym. "If you want to change and shower we do have locker room right through those door, and that concludes the tour. Oh but there is one more thing," Maggie said as they left the gym and headed towards some stairs that led downwards. "Down there is what we called the vault. No one is aloud down there."
Alicia nodded to her and wondered what was down there. Maggie left Alicia to do what ever she wanted. She looked about and saw Peter going to the Rec. room as Alicia followed him. He was playing the pinball game as Alicia walked over and watched him.
"What do you want?" Peter asked.
"Here," she said taking out some money.
Once Peter's turn ended, he looked to her and the money a bit curious and confused.
"What's this?" He wondered.
"I-I sort of took this from your wallet last night," she replied, looking nervous not knowing how Peter would react.
"You what?" he said looking a bit mad.
"I'm sorry," she pleaded, "I didn't think anyone would get in trouble."
"You know, I could report you to Ms. Borroughs, but since you returned my money and you're new I'll let you slide," he said. "Why are you here, really?"
"What?" Alicia inquired.
"I mean come on. Last night, when I saw you come in, I knew you were faking it," Peter said.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she replied.
"You. You're a con," Peter proclaimed, he then whispered, "you know something, so am I." She looked at him curiously. "I took that money from Ms. Burroughs the other day when she wasn't looking. You know, I bet if we work together we can wipe this place out."
"I-I don't know," she replied unsurely.
"you don't know? What kind of thief are you?" He asked.
Alicia replied, "Look, I only took that money so I can pay someone back."
"Oh, that's the deal huh? Well, if you really need lots of cash, I know where we could get it." He said to her. "Come on, I'll show you."
Alicia followed him towards the steps that down to the vault and pointed out, "Down there is where they keep weapons and stuff. It's called the vault." He looked at it dreamily and said, "Do you know how much we can get over the black market with some of the stuff they have down there? Lots. I tried it once to break inside, but that lousy rent a cop stopped me before i set foot down there. But now he's not working here any more. Its open season, so here my plan, and all you have to do is wake me up a one o'clock. I'll go down there and start shopping. What do you say?"
"I don't know, what if Mr. Harper catches you?" Maggie said.
"Mr. Harper? Jack? Come on. He's not going to be problem," he said.
She wondered a bit. Alicia thought what could go wrong if she went along with his plan. And she'll only be waking him up. She then finally agreed to the plan.
"Good," Peter said, "Now if you want your share just meet me out side in one hour after one o'clock."
The sun started to set over the west coast and Jack started to get nervous. He tried to avoid going down to the vault. He mopped the hallway, when Jen waved to Jack and said good night as she left for home. Pat and Maggie were still in her office. He still didn't like the idea staying overnight guarding the thing, which haunted him. Moments later Pat came out and greeted him.
"Hey Jack how's it going?" he asked.
"I'm fine," Jack replied.
"Good, keep up the good work," he said aiming his finger like a gun and making a clicking sound. Pat then went out the door.
Jack hated that, he hated him. Jack thought that Pat was way better than him. If he were going to use the claws, he'd use on him. 'What am I thinking?' he thought as he shook that horrid thought from his mind.
It was a little past nine and Jack didn't' get his break yet. He sat in the little security desk that Marvin used before he was laid off. He needed to get off his feet and rest. Maggie was still here an he begged that she'd go home. His eyes were getting heavy, but needed to stay awake. He sipped some coffee to battle the sandman, but it wasn't helping much.
It reached ten o'clock and the only thing Jack heard was Maggie calling curfew to the kids. He gazed at the cage that held the claw and thought, 'It locked, it can't get to me, what am I worried about?' He closed his eyes and before he knew it he was asleep.
As Maggie passed the stairwell that led to the vault, she paused and wondered how Jack was doing. She decided to check up on him.
As Maggie descended the stairs, she saw him facing towards the cages and said, "Jack? You awake?"
"Yeah," he replied not turning his head, "Don't worry the glove is still here."
Maggie snickered a little at that remark and said, "That's good, if you need me I'll be in my office."
As she turned, Jack said to her, "I wouldn't worry about that either."
Jack's eyes were still closed as Maggie left the room. He turned is head as if he was looking at her. He raised his right hand and the claws were on them.
Maggie returned to her office to finish something on her computer. She was too busy typing that she didn't notice Jack came in. The lights went out and Maggie glanced up to him and she jumped in surprise. His face was in the darkness by the door and the only light that shown in was the moonlight.
"Jack, shit!," Maggie cried, "You almost scared living day lights out of me. Sorry, can you turn the lights back on?"
"The lights are out through out the building," Jack replied.
"Shit," Maggie cursed to her self, "so, what do you need?"
"It's not I need," Jack said, but this time it was in a different tone, "It's what you need."
Maggie raised a brow in confusion and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"You've been a bad little girl," Jack said as he drew out the dreadful claws. Maggie eyes widen in horror.
'It was him all the time,' she thought.
"And its time to take you're medicine," he finished.
His voice began to change and Maggie recognized it. He stepped forward reveling that his eyes were closed. It looked like he was sleepwalking.
To Maggie, it was begging to make sense. The gloves were cursed to anyone who touched or wore them. Maggie still couldn't believe it. Why Jack? Why did had to be him?
"Jack? Fight him," Maggie said, "Fight him Jack."
The person who possessed Jack slashed the computer out of the way, dropping it on the floor, breaking it into pieces. Maggie let out a scream, and then reached for the phone, but Jack slashed her hand. Maggie cried, but Jack reached over with his left hand and grabbed her neck. Maggie couldn't believe his strength as he pulled her over the desk and held her in mid air.
"Jack please," she whined.
"Shhhh, or you'll wake Jack up," He said, "Now it's been four years since I laid eyes on you."
W-what do you want?" she whispered.
"Revenge," he said coldly as Maggie felt four blades piercing her chest. He let go of her and Maggie fell to the ground. She was barely alive, but she was coughing up blood. He looked down at her and remarked, "Sorry kiddo, but daddy's back." He laughed and left her for dead.