If a person with multiple personalities threatens suicide, is that a
hostage situation?
--unknown
Radical-Seto: Oh, the plot only gets more twisted from here.
HoneyBug17: Not a whole lot of menagerieness here. A good bit for Arcy though.
Rogue77: Torture is such a strong word. As for Yellowstone, probably not.
Flamingo1: I was actually thinking about going with Thor and Loki for the twins, but decided to go Roman.
Laureate: Is that chili and boiled peanuts mixed together? That's interesting..
hnh: Indeed it has. Heh.
Asteria; And here he is once again!
The Son of Logan and Ororo: I actually did draw a picture of him. But my website has been totally screwed up. I'm going to try again over the weekend to actually get it loaded. :sniff: I have website space but no website!
torque: Juju is a three foot tall green gremlin ninja. He has an obsession with people rubbing his head, because his name means good luck. He actually showed up in Two Cents in the beginning and somehow managed to get over here.
Azzandra: Well, Danny and Dahk are actually the same person so that would only count as one, I guess.Sorry I missed you last time.And yes, they will have their revenge.
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Silence. Silence was the only thing that followed him as he climbed up the steps of the house. He gently picked the lock and stepped into the house. No one heard him. It was a good neighborhood. He walked down the hall. There was a door, slightly ajar, in which light flickered within. He silently opened the door.
Dr. Elijah Garen sat at his desk, tired eyes visible as he looked at some files he had brought home.
"Hey Doc. Nightmares keeping you awake?"
Garen jerked his head up in terror and surprise.
"Who are you?" He said, his eyes growing wide. "Why are you in my house? I'll call the police!"
"And what are you going to tell them? You don't even know what I look like."
"You're. You're a mutant!"
"I suppose that leaves you and I in the same boat hunh? No. actually, that leaves you in deep trouble. This being the last half hour you have to live."
"Are you threatening me?" Garen said in an attempt to be brave.
"Not really. I'm stating the facts. You are a sick man. I heard all about you."
"Nobody knows anything about me!"
"You'd be surprised about what people don't know about you," he drawled. "For instance, people don't know that you are actually a psychic mutant with the ability to mess with people's heads through their dreams. And that you get your kicks by scaring people almost to insanity and then pulling the plug on their bodies, letting them die a slow and painful death."
Garen gaped like a fish.
"Funny what people don't know, hunh?" He smiled as Garen looked around speechlessly for a way out. He pulled out a gun from his coat and fixed a silencer to the end. Garen turned white at the sight.
"You screwed up pal. You tried to hurt a very good friend of mine. And now she's gone missing. So somebody's got to pay. And since you're the one responsible."
Arcane pulled the trigger.
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The train stopped a couple miles outside Bayville. We waited until the last check had been made before the run to Wyoming and stole aboard an empty storage car.
I lay down on the straw, looking at a newspaper that I had picked up before we jumped on.
"Look Hezibah." I showed her a picture and read aloud the article. She did not answer me, but sat and thought about what the article said.
I snuggled down in the straw. Cupcake curled up next to me. The twins sat on either side of Doggy, looking like about four to five hundred pounds of monstrous dog muscle.
I took a hamburger out of my pack. I wasn't hungry, but I hadn't eaten for days. I didn't want to keel over. I chewed thoughtfully on the cold hamburger, my fingers twined into Hezibah's mane. She put her head on my knee and I felt tired. I finished the hamburger and fell asleep into the straw.
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I woke up. I looked over at Doggy, who recognized my instantly and began to wag his tail. Hezibah looked pretty happy too.
Dahk was asleep again. So was Cupcake. I didn't move for fear of waking him. He was only a baby, barely five years old mentally. He needed his beauty sleep.
I lay there and thought about my life. It was so strange now. A month ago if somebody had asked me, I would have said I was happy with my life. I would have said I was proud because I never did anything bad, my parents thought me responsible because I never did anything wrong and never gave anyone trouble. Ever since I was a child I had been such a wonderful, unobtrusive little girl.
But now, all I could think about was what I had missed all this time.
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"What?"
The figure in the lab bent over the phone as some of the bigwigs of the FoH stood by him.
"I see.I'll tell them. No, Don't tell anyone anything."
He put the phone down and turned to the leader of the group.
"That was Johnny Ricard. He just got both of his legs broken by the girl he injected with my special mutant killing virus."
"And?"
"And he folded. She's coming for us."
"That won't do.The girl has family, does she not?"
"Yes, unfortunately. It saddens me that humans should be burdened with such monsters."
"Well. We'll just have to take a few hostages. She won't attack. She, like many mutants, is under the misguided thought that families cherish them even with their shortcomings. Oh, and one more thing."
"Yes?"
"Johnny Ricard. He has become.expendable. You will take no more calls from him. From here on out, he is of no consequence."
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The girls crowded around as they watched Hank mix the chemicals together. Upon mixing, the colors burst throughout the room.
"Ooooooooh!" The little girl's gasped happily as the colors sparkled gaily.
"KILL IT!" Chrissy's enraged scream broke through the wonder. A furry lump scrambled into the room, skittering, trying to get to some safe place. The girls watched as the little spider dove between their legs and got caught by Hank, who swiftly put it in a beaker and hid the beaker in a cupboard.
"Shhh." Hank said, with a finger to his lips. The girls giggled as Chrissy and Donnie walked in with Logan.
"You guys seen a spider?"
"No!!!" The girls sang to Logan, who choose that as a worthy excuse to walk off. Chrissy and Donnie glared at the girls for a bit before they too left. Hank let the little spider loose again after they left.
"May you win the fight against you enemies." He said as the bug skittered away.
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Tune in next time: A kidnapping!
Juju is taking the reviews yet again!
Radical-Seto: Oh, the plot only gets more twisted from here.
HoneyBug17: Not a whole lot of menagerieness here. A good bit for Arcy though.
Rogue77: Torture is such a strong word. As for Yellowstone, probably not.
Flamingo1: I was actually thinking about going with Thor and Loki for the twins, but decided to go Roman.
Laureate: Is that chili and boiled peanuts mixed together? That's interesting..
hnh: Indeed it has. Heh.
Asteria; And here he is once again!
The Son of Logan and Ororo: I actually did draw a picture of him. But my website has been totally screwed up. I'm going to try again over the weekend to actually get it loaded. :sniff: I have website space but no website!
torque: Juju is a three foot tall green gremlin ninja. He has an obsession with people rubbing his head, because his name means good luck. He actually showed up in Two Cents in the beginning and somehow managed to get over here.
Azzandra: Well, Danny and Dahk are actually the same person so that would only count as one, I guess.Sorry I missed you last time.And yes, they will have their revenge.
*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Silence. Silence was the only thing that followed him as he climbed up the steps of the house. He gently picked the lock and stepped into the house. No one heard him. It was a good neighborhood. He walked down the hall. There was a door, slightly ajar, in which light flickered within. He silently opened the door.
Dr. Elijah Garen sat at his desk, tired eyes visible as he looked at some files he had brought home.
"Hey Doc. Nightmares keeping you awake?"
Garen jerked his head up in terror and surprise.
"Who are you?" He said, his eyes growing wide. "Why are you in my house? I'll call the police!"
"And what are you going to tell them? You don't even know what I look like."
"You're. You're a mutant!"
"I suppose that leaves you and I in the same boat hunh? No. actually, that leaves you in deep trouble. This being the last half hour you have to live."
"Are you threatening me?" Garen said in an attempt to be brave.
"Not really. I'm stating the facts. You are a sick man. I heard all about you."
"Nobody knows anything about me!"
"You'd be surprised about what people don't know about you," he drawled. "For instance, people don't know that you are actually a psychic mutant with the ability to mess with people's heads through their dreams. And that you get your kicks by scaring people almost to insanity and then pulling the plug on their bodies, letting them die a slow and painful death."
Garen gaped like a fish.
"Funny what people don't know, hunh?" He smiled as Garen looked around speechlessly for a way out. He pulled out a gun from his coat and fixed a silencer to the end. Garen turned white at the sight.
"You screwed up pal. You tried to hurt a very good friend of mine. And now she's gone missing. So somebody's got to pay. And since you're the one responsible."
Arcane pulled the trigger.
*^*^^*^*^**^*^^*^**^^*^**^*^^*
The train stopped a couple miles outside Bayville. We waited until the last check had been made before the run to Wyoming and stole aboard an empty storage car.
I lay down on the straw, looking at a newspaper that I had picked up before we jumped on.
"Look Hezibah." I showed her a picture and read aloud the article. She did not answer me, but sat and thought about what the article said.
I snuggled down in the straw. Cupcake curled up next to me. The twins sat on either side of Doggy, looking like about four to five hundred pounds of monstrous dog muscle.
I took a hamburger out of my pack. I wasn't hungry, but I hadn't eaten for days. I didn't want to keel over. I chewed thoughtfully on the cold hamburger, my fingers twined into Hezibah's mane. She put her head on my knee and I felt tired. I finished the hamburger and fell asleep into the straw.
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I woke up. I looked over at Doggy, who recognized my instantly and began to wag his tail. Hezibah looked pretty happy too.
Dahk was asleep again. So was Cupcake. I didn't move for fear of waking him. He was only a baby, barely five years old mentally. He needed his beauty sleep.
I lay there and thought about my life. It was so strange now. A month ago if somebody had asked me, I would have said I was happy with my life. I would have said I was proud because I never did anything bad, my parents thought me responsible because I never did anything wrong and never gave anyone trouble. Ever since I was a child I had been such a wonderful, unobtrusive little girl.
But now, all I could think about was what I had missed all this time.
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"What?"
The figure in the lab bent over the phone as some of the bigwigs of the FoH stood by him.
"I see.I'll tell them. No, Don't tell anyone anything."
He put the phone down and turned to the leader of the group.
"That was Johnny Ricard. He just got both of his legs broken by the girl he injected with my special mutant killing virus."
"And?"
"And he folded. She's coming for us."
"That won't do.The girl has family, does she not?"
"Yes, unfortunately. It saddens me that humans should be burdened with such monsters."
"Well. We'll just have to take a few hostages. She won't attack. She, like many mutants, is under the misguided thought that families cherish them even with their shortcomings. Oh, and one more thing."
"Yes?"
"Johnny Ricard. He has become.expendable. You will take no more calls from him. From here on out, he is of no consequence."
*^*^*^*^*^*^^**^*^*^^*^*^*
The girls crowded around as they watched Hank mix the chemicals together. Upon mixing, the colors burst throughout the room.
"Ooooooooh!" The little girl's gasped happily as the colors sparkled gaily.
"KILL IT!" Chrissy's enraged scream broke through the wonder. A furry lump scrambled into the room, skittering, trying to get to some safe place. The girls watched as the little spider dove between their legs and got caught by Hank, who swiftly put it in a beaker and hid the beaker in a cupboard.
"Shhh." Hank said, with a finger to his lips. The girls giggled as Chrissy and Donnie walked in with Logan.
"You guys seen a spider?"
"No!!!" The girls sang to Logan, who choose that as a worthy excuse to walk off. Chrissy and Donnie glared at the girls for a bit before they too left. Hank let the little spider loose again after they left.
"May you win the fight against you enemies." He said as the bug skittered away.
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Tune in next time: A kidnapping!
Juju is taking the reviews yet again!