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A/N: Well, kiddies I'm back again. Would have updated on Tues. and Wed., but I had to cram for tests, which I have two more of tomorrow. If the whole Desperation book thingy is bothering you, let me know, and I will tell you who the author is next chapter. (You definitely need to check it out.) 266 Reviews!!! Thank you guys so much!!! I wouldn't have gone this far without you guys by my side.
XA/N: We came into Desperation......
"Town looks asleep to me." Rock said as all the XA/Nites walked in the middle of the street. Cars were parked on the sides of the road near stores, but there was no one in the stores to be seen, no lights on or anything.
It was as if no one had been there for a very long time.
"I think that the down looks dead." Jericho said.
"Or desperately in need of help." Jeff commented.
"Ha. Ha." Akila muttered. All of them filed into a building and sat down.
"Now what do you propose we do?" Rockie asked everyone.
"Call the cops." Lizzie suggested. Shawn walked over to the phone, and picked it up.
"Nothing. The phone's dead." He informed them.
"Peachy, now what?" JB said. No one really knew where to go from there. The town was deserted, that was a fact. No one liked the way that the cars were all still parked out in the street, like the people living here had just been doing their daily routine when something happened and killed them all.
It was eerie being there.
"I don't like being here. I say we take a car and get the hell out of here." Skittle said. Everyone agreed with the idea, but they wanted to check the police station, just in case someone might still be there.
They set out on the road again, and came up to the police station in a matter of minutes.
"Hello? Anybody home?" Chris yelled into the building.
"Ollie, Ollie Oxen free!" Rock yelled in Jeff's ear. There was no response to either of the yells.
"I say we get the hell out of here now." Shawn said quietly. Everyone nodded. A sudden feeling had run through them that was very disturbing.
Skittle was in the far back. She was slowly walking back like everyone else, when she bumped into someone.
A very large someone.
"Where do you think you're going?" A deep voice asked them. "The party's just getting started!"
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Chris, Shawn and Randy were all piled into Chris' Mustang. They were headed to the address that Hunter/Chris had told them. The car ride was an uncomfortable one, considering Shawn was completely mute for the whole ride. He'd been that way since Rebecca had left. Chris and Randy made small talk, but no real conversation occurred.
The address turned out to be an airplane hangar, about three miles out of San Antonio. It was an old airplane hangar, probably had been out of use for about thirty years by this time. They all filed out of the car.
"Hope that this is the right place." Chris muttered. He closed the car door and locked it. He knew that going into this building was suicide without any weapons, but they had no other choice. Shawn had his jaw set, and he took the lead. Chris and Randy walked side-by-side behind him.
They reached the door and realized with horror that you needed to know the code to get in.
"Damn," Shawn muttered. He looked up in the top corner of the door and noticed the camera. He knew Hunter was watching him through that lens. He knew what he had done to Rebecca, how he had corrupted her. Shawn didn't even want to think about what he was doing to Liz right now.
Chris brushed Shawn aside and started to kick at the door. Randy stepped in to help, but they both knew that it was useless. That door wasn't going anywhere.
"Turn around slowly, and put your hands in the air." A man's voice came from behind them. All three of them silently threw curses at whomever was behind them, and slowly turned as instructed.
Batista, Flair, and Rebecca were all standing there, aiming semi-automatics at their heads. God only knew how they had busted Ric out, or gotten the weapons, but here they were.
"So, Shawn, aren't you a little curious how you got to this place so quickly?" Batista asked.
"No, I'm not."
"Maybe you should be." Flair said.
"Why? I have no reason to-" Shawn cut himself off. He looked at Chris. Chris was staring at Randy.
Randy now had a gun pointed at them, too.
Shawn bit down on his tongue. He heard Chris mutter a few inaudible cuss words.
"Well done, Randy, now get back over here." Batista said. Rebecca smiled and sneered at the two men left standing by the door.
"You knew our every move. You knew everything....you knew we were coming." Shawn said. Chris just glared at all of them.
"The beauty of all of it. It makes everything so much easier, don't you think?" Flair taunted them.
"So much easier it's as easy as me saying 'Go To Hell'." Chris said. They both realized there was no way out. They were either going to die here, or become prisoners.
"'Cuff 'em Randy." Rebecca said, holding out two pairs of handcuffs. Randy grabbed them and stuck his gun in the waistband of his pants.
"Are you the little slave, Randy?" Chris asked as Randy handcuffed Shawn's hands together behind his back.
"Not going to work, Chris."
"It won't? Are you sure? You seem pretty damn gullible from where I'm standing." Chris said. Randy walked away from Shawn, and punched Chris in the face. Shawn was powerless to stop it, what was he going to do? Bruise Randy's ass from kicking it too much?
Randy quickly handcuffed Chris. Batista, Flair, and Rebecca all walked over once the two were secured.
"Now, you will be able to enter. We'll show you straight to the people you want to see, but first....." Batista trailed off, and shot the both in the chest with a tranquilizer dart. Both passed out quickly and slumped to the ground in front of them. "You need to sleep. Night boys!!"
They picked up Chris and Shawn, punched in the code, and entered the hangar where Hunter was waiting......
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A/N: Well, kiddies I'm back again. Would have updated on Tues. and Wed., but I had to cram for tests, which I have two more of tomorrow. If the whole Desperation book thingy is bothering you, let me know, and I will tell you who the author is next chapter. (You definitely need to check it out.) 266 Reviews!!! Thank you guys so much!!! I wouldn't have gone this far without you guys by my side.
XA/N: We came into Desperation......
"Town looks asleep to me." Rock said as all the XA/Nites walked in the middle of the street. Cars were parked on the sides of the road near stores, but there was no one in the stores to be seen, no lights on or anything.
It was as if no one had been there for a very long time.
"I think that the down looks dead." Jericho said.
"Or desperately in need of help." Jeff commented.
"Ha. Ha." Akila muttered. All of them filed into a building and sat down.
"Now what do you propose we do?" Rockie asked everyone.
"Call the cops." Lizzie suggested. Shawn walked over to the phone, and picked it up.
"Nothing. The phone's dead." He informed them.
"Peachy, now what?" JB said. No one really knew where to go from there. The town was deserted, that was a fact. No one liked the way that the cars were all still parked out in the street, like the people living here had just been doing their daily routine when something happened and killed them all.
It was eerie being there.
"I don't like being here. I say we take a car and get the hell out of here." Skittle said. Everyone agreed with the idea, but they wanted to check the police station, just in case someone might still be there.
They set out on the road again, and came up to the police station in a matter of minutes.
"Hello? Anybody home?" Chris yelled into the building.
"Ollie, Ollie Oxen free!" Rock yelled in Jeff's ear. There was no response to either of the yells.
"I say we get the hell out of here now." Shawn said quietly. Everyone nodded. A sudden feeling had run through them that was very disturbing.
Skittle was in the far back. She was slowly walking back like everyone else, when she bumped into someone.
A very large someone.
"Where do you think you're going?" A deep voice asked them. "The party's just getting started!"
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Chris, Shawn and Randy were all piled into Chris' Mustang. They were headed to the address that Hunter/Chris had told them. The car ride was an uncomfortable one, considering Shawn was completely mute for the whole ride. He'd been that way since Rebecca had left. Chris and Randy made small talk, but no real conversation occurred.
The address turned out to be an airplane hangar, about three miles out of San Antonio. It was an old airplane hangar, probably had been out of use for about thirty years by this time. They all filed out of the car.
"Hope that this is the right place." Chris muttered. He closed the car door and locked it. He knew that going into this building was suicide without any weapons, but they had no other choice. Shawn had his jaw set, and he took the lead. Chris and Randy walked side-by-side behind him.
They reached the door and realized with horror that you needed to know the code to get in.
"Damn," Shawn muttered. He looked up in the top corner of the door and noticed the camera. He knew Hunter was watching him through that lens. He knew what he had done to Rebecca, how he had corrupted her. Shawn didn't even want to think about what he was doing to Liz right now.
Chris brushed Shawn aside and started to kick at the door. Randy stepped in to help, but they both knew that it was useless. That door wasn't going anywhere.
"Turn around slowly, and put your hands in the air." A man's voice came from behind them. All three of them silently threw curses at whomever was behind them, and slowly turned as instructed.
Batista, Flair, and Rebecca were all standing there, aiming semi-automatics at their heads. God only knew how they had busted Ric out, or gotten the weapons, but here they were.
"So, Shawn, aren't you a little curious how you got to this place so quickly?" Batista asked.
"No, I'm not."
"Maybe you should be." Flair said.
"Why? I have no reason to-" Shawn cut himself off. He looked at Chris. Chris was staring at Randy.
Randy now had a gun pointed at them, too.
Shawn bit down on his tongue. He heard Chris mutter a few inaudible cuss words.
"Well done, Randy, now get back over here." Batista said. Rebecca smiled and sneered at the two men left standing by the door.
"You knew our every move. You knew everything....you knew we were coming." Shawn said. Chris just glared at all of them.
"The beauty of all of it. It makes everything so much easier, don't you think?" Flair taunted them.
"So much easier it's as easy as me saying 'Go To Hell'." Chris said. They both realized there was no way out. They were either going to die here, or become prisoners.
"'Cuff 'em Randy." Rebecca said, holding out two pairs of handcuffs. Randy grabbed them and stuck his gun in the waistband of his pants.
"Are you the little slave, Randy?" Chris asked as Randy handcuffed Shawn's hands together behind his back.
"Not going to work, Chris."
"It won't? Are you sure? You seem pretty damn gullible from where I'm standing." Chris said. Randy walked away from Shawn, and punched Chris in the face. Shawn was powerless to stop it, what was he going to do? Bruise Randy's ass from kicking it too much?
Randy quickly handcuffed Chris. Batista, Flair, and Rebecca all walked over once the two were secured.
"Now, you will be able to enter. We'll show you straight to the people you want to see, but first....." Batista trailed off, and shot the both in the chest with a tranquilizer dart. Both passed out quickly and slumped to the ground in front of them. "You need to sleep. Night boys!!"
They picked up Chris and Shawn, punched in the code, and entered the hangar where Hunter was waiting......
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