Chapter 2
It was late when Aaron and Dan left the locker room, and waiting for them were the guys in the suits. But also waiting was a pair of suspicious characters wearing robes, and they're faces cloaked. As they left the double doors both groups approached them.
"Hey guys, something wrong?" Aaron asked.
"You are to come with us." Said one of the suits.
"Correction, they're coming with us." Said one of the shady guys.
"Hey, wait a minute! We aren't going anywhere until someone here starts talking." Dan said, angrily. But just then, one of the robed guys pulled out an AK-47!
"Hit the deck!" Aaron shouted, using his stick to knock the guys arm away as he started to shoot.
Dan charged slammed his bag of gear over the guy's head, knocking him out cold. The other robed guy grabbed a hold of Aaron and held a knife to his neck, "Stay back, or I'll kill him, I swear it!" He growled.
"Hey pal, mind using some deodorant? You stink." Aaron muttered.
"Shut up!" The robed freak shouted. Dan remained still, not wanting to risk his friend's life, and watched as the two of them disappeared down the hall and out the door.
"Don't worry pal, I'm coming." He said, as he took off down the other way.
Outside Aaron was dragged outside to a van and tossed inside; Dan burst through the front doors and saw them throw him in the van. He ran across the street and over to the van as it started to take off. He grabbed a hold of the back as it took off to the road.
"Whoa!" He said, as the van started swerving around the other cars on the road, and he began to sway on the back, "Who's driving this thing?" He shouted at the top of his lungs as he barely hanged on.
As he struggled to hang on he tried to climb up to the roof of the van. Just as he made it to the top he saw that he was heading for a low bridge! "Oh Crap!" He said, and he got up on his feet. He looked at the bridge and then at the van's roof. I'm must got to be out of my mind, but here it goes! He thought as the van went under the bridge.
"Yeyah!" He shouted as he jumped, and he flew over the guard rails, over the street of cars, over the next set of rails and landed on the van!
"OW!" He howled as he belly-flopped on the roof, Wait a sec, how'd I do that? He asked himself as he turned around and saw that he jumped over ten feet in the air and landed twenty feet away without a single scratch.
"This is getting too weird." He muttered as the van got off the road, and turned into an Ames department store parking lot. It made a good place to hide since the company had gone under and the store was vacant. The van pulled up to the front of the store, Dan reached and grabbed hold of the sign and pulled himself over it.
"Get out." Said one of the robed freaks.
"Only because you asked so nicely." Aaron said, climbing out of the van and was escorted inside the former mass retailer. Inside was a barren hold of space and there was a light coming from behind the customer service counter. Once in the back of the store, he could see that there were twelve more thugs in robes and one in the center was quite mad.
"What is this? You were supposed to get us both of them!" He growled at what appeared to be his lackey, making him the boss of the freaky outfitted outfit.
"They were waiting for them as well, and I could only catch one of them." Aaron's abductor said.
This didn't make the boss any happier, "We were told to take all of them with us, we'll have to find the other one." "What should we do about this one?" The abductor asked.
"Put him with the other one. Place a guard outside to watch for police." The boss said.
Other one? There's another person here too? Aaron thought and was lead into what remained of the employees lounge and the door locked behind him.
"So they got another kid. What's your story?" Said voice coming from beside a small fire near the corner of the office, it was a girl with blonde hair, a color of skin that looked like the ice from the rink, her eyes were a cool shade of violet.
"I got snatched at a hockey rink; I don't know what they want to do with me." Aaron said, sitting on the other side of the fire, "Do you have a clue what they want with us? They were after a friend of mine when I was taken."
"Not really, I've been here for about a week. And I don't know why I they picked me out, I just left a duel monsters tournament, when they grabbed me off the street." She said.
"Duel Monsters? The card game?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah, what of it?" She demanded.
"Oh, nothing really, I've just never learned to play, I was always too busy to try." He said.
"Is that so?" She said, reaching into her pocket and took out her deck.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"We've got nothing better to do, so I might as well try and teach you how to play." She said, going through her deck, "Hey what's this doing in here?"
"Something wrong?" Aaron asked.
"I don't use warrior cards, so how'd I get it in my deck?" She wondered.
"Can I see it?" Aaron asked.
"Sure, I think I grabbed it by accident after my last duel. He was a warrior buff." She said, handing him the card.
He took the card and looked at it in the fire light; it was a strange figure that appeared to be made of metal. Aaron read its name, Gearfried the Iron Knight. "Gear, Fryed? What kind of name is that?"
"I think its said 'Freed'; by the way, what's your name?" She asked.
"Aaron Marec, and yours?" He asked.
"Jessica Marrow. Now let's get to work." She said, as she began to explain the basics.
Meanwhile outside, Dan watched as a robed thug came outside and stared out to the parking lot. Dan watched he got out of view of the guys inside. He looked around and saw a rock, and he picked it up. He edged over the overhead sign and threw it at the robed thug.
It dinged him on the head, "OW!" The guy wailed, looking around for who threw the rock.
"Up here!" The thug looked up to see Dan land on top of him.
"Time for a nap." Dan said, punching him and knocking him out. Dan held up his unconscious foe up. He was about the same height, but a bit thinner. "I guess I'll have to make due." He said.
In two very awkward minutes Dan marched into the Ames, in robe outfit two sizes too small, and was having trouble walking in the tight outfit.
"Yo, Desman, what's wrong? Put on a few pounds have we? Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed one of the thugs. Dan growled and made a personal note to be the crap out this one on his way out. To be continued.
It was late when Aaron and Dan left the locker room, and waiting for them were the guys in the suits. But also waiting was a pair of suspicious characters wearing robes, and they're faces cloaked. As they left the double doors both groups approached them.
"Hey guys, something wrong?" Aaron asked.
"You are to come with us." Said one of the suits.
"Correction, they're coming with us." Said one of the shady guys.
"Hey, wait a minute! We aren't going anywhere until someone here starts talking." Dan said, angrily. But just then, one of the robed guys pulled out an AK-47!
"Hit the deck!" Aaron shouted, using his stick to knock the guys arm away as he started to shoot.
Dan charged slammed his bag of gear over the guy's head, knocking him out cold. The other robed guy grabbed a hold of Aaron and held a knife to his neck, "Stay back, or I'll kill him, I swear it!" He growled.
"Hey pal, mind using some deodorant? You stink." Aaron muttered.
"Shut up!" The robed freak shouted. Dan remained still, not wanting to risk his friend's life, and watched as the two of them disappeared down the hall and out the door.
"Don't worry pal, I'm coming." He said, as he took off down the other way.
Outside Aaron was dragged outside to a van and tossed inside; Dan burst through the front doors and saw them throw him in the van. He ran across the street and over to the van as it started to take off. He grabbed a hold of the back as it took off to the road.
"Whoa!" He said, as the van started swerving around the other cars on the road, and he began to sway on the back, "Who's driving this thing?" He shouted at the top of his lungs as he barely hanged on.
As he struggled to hang on he tried to climb up to the roof of the van. Just as he made it to the top he saw that he was heading for a low bridge! "Oh Crap!" He said, and he got up on his feet. He looked at the bridge and then at the van's roof. I'm must got to be out of my mind, but here it goes! He thought as the van went under the bridge.
"Yeyah!" He shouted as he jumped, and he flew over the guard rails, over the street of cars, over the next set of rails and landed on the van!
"OW!" He howled as he belly-flopped on the roof, Wait a sec, how'd I do that? He asked himself as he turned around and saw that he jumped over ten feet in the air and landed twenty feet away without a single scratch.
"This is getting too weird." He muttered as the van got off the road, and turned into an Ames department store parking lot. It made a good place to hide since the company had gone under and the store was vacant. The van pulled up to the front of the store, Dan reached and grabbed hold of the sign and pulled himself over it.
"Get out." Said one of the robed freaks.
"Only because you asked so nicely." Aaron said, climbing out of the van and was escorted inside the former mass retailer. Inside was a barren hold of space and there was a light coming from behind the customer service counter. Once in the back of the store, he could see that there were twelve more thugs in robes and one in the center was quite mad.
"What is this? You were supposed to get us both of them!" He growled at what appeared to be his lackey, making him the boss of the freaky outfitted outfit.
"They were waiting for them as well, and I could only catch one of them." Aaron's abductor said.
This didn't make the boss any happier, "We were told to take all of them with us, we'll have to find the other one." "What should we do about this one?" The abductor asked.
"Put him with the other one. Place a guard outside to watch for police." The boss said.
Other one? There's another person here too? Aaron thought and was lead into what remained of the employees lounge and the door locked behind him.
"So they got another kid. What's your story?" Said voice coming from beside a small fire near the corner of the office, it was a girl with blonde hair, a color of skin that looked like the ice from the rink, her eyes were a cool shade of violet.
"I got snatched at a hockey rink; I don't know what they want to do with me." Aaron said, sitting on the other side of the fire, "Do you have a clue what they want with us? They were after a friend of mine when I was taken."
"Not really, I've been here for about a week. And I don't know why I they picked me out, I just left a duel monsters tournament, when they grabbed me off the street." She said.
"Duel Monsters? The card game?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah, what of it?" She demanded.
"Oh, nothing really, I've just never learned to play, I was always too busy to try." He said.
"Is that so?" She said, reaching into her pocket and took out her deck.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"We've got nothing better to do, so I might as well try and teach you how to play." She said, going through her deck, "Hey what's this doing in here?"
"Something wrong?" Aaron asked.
"I don't use warrior cards, so how'd I get it in my deck?" She wondered.
"Can I see it?" Aaron asked.
"Sure, I think I grabbed it by accident after my last duel. He was a warrior buff." She said, handing him the card.
He took the card and looked at it in the fire light; it was a strange figure that appeared to be made of metal. Aaron read its name, Gearfried the Iron Knight. "Gear, Fryed? What kind of name is that?"
"I think its said 'Freed'; by the way, what's your name?" She asked.
"Aaron Marec, and yours?" He asked.
"Jessica Marrow. Now let's get to work." She said, as she began to explain the basics.
Meanwhile outside, Dan watched as a robed thug came outside and stared out to the parking lot. Dan watched he got out of view of the guys inside. He looked around and saw a rock, and he picked it up. He edged over the overhead sign and threw it at the robed thug.
It dinged him on the head, "OW!" The guy wailed, looking around for who threw the rock.
"Up here!" The thug looked up to see Dan land on top of him.
"Time for a nap." Dan said, punching him and knocking him out. Dan held up his unconscious foe up. He was about the same height, but a bit thinner. "I guess I'll have to make due." He said.
In two very awkward minutes Dan marched into the Ames, in robe outfit two sizes too small, and was having trouble walking in the tight outfit.
"Yo, Desman, what's wrong? Put on a few pounds have we? Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed one of the thugs. Dan growled and made a personal note to be the crap out this one on his way out. To be continued.