"Under Siege" (Chapter Six)
by Ennon
Disclaimers- 'Degrassi:The Next Generation' and its characters are owned by Epitome Pictures and not me and I'm making no profit whatsoever from this fanfic. Hang on everyone, sorry life's been happening but here's the latest installment- just one more!
Industrial Suburb outside Toronto (adjacent to Ontario Maximum Security Prison), Summer, 2014-
Air raid and horn sirens were at full blast and could be heard for miles around outside the prison as Ontario's most violent prison riot in its history unfolded. Armored military helicopters were flying in troops and dropping tear gas on the compound as armored trucks are going through the residential area issued warnings.
"Civilians in a ten kilometer radius must evacute! Any looters will be stungunned! Riot underway! Dangerous, armed felons have escaped! Do not approach! Take only a change of clothes and vital documents and drive to Civilian Assembly Center on Conway Highway! All vehicles and personnel will be inspected. This is NOT a drill! Repeat! This is Not a drill! Civilians must evacuate. .." the armoured cars with loudspeakers were heard to drone over the sirens, as factories and schools were evacuated while the residents were hastily evacuating- many hoping to meet friends and relatives at the Assembly Center but all now regretting having a prison so near their homes.
Two canvas, covered trucks were racing towards the checkpoint.
"Sir, I just got word from Royal York Hospital in Toronto that they're expecting many wounded and that they're being transported in Army Personell Transport trucks," a corporal raced up to the checkpoint ahead of the two large trucks' arrival.
"I need to see some ID!" the sergeant said to the first driver.
"Here you go! Those inmates stabbed and wounded some of our best men! We can't delay getting them to treatment," the driver pleaded-while some of the other soldiers checked beneath the trucks before unveiling the canvas opening of each one.
"Oh, my God! Look at all that blood!" the corporal gasped as he and the sergeant looked at the sight of dozens of men in uniforms thrashing around and groaning in pain.
"Sorry about the delay! Military rules," the sergeant insisted- as he cleared the two trucks and they raced away.
" Sorry, ma'am but it's too dangerous to let any civilians any closer!" a Canadian National Guard captain in full-body armour barked a minute later while Caitlin looked at the two canvas transport trucks racing away and wrinkled her nose for a moment.
"But the people of Ontario need to know what's happening so they can prepare and help!" Caitlin Ryan Jeremiah pleaded as she drove the station's news van.
"Sorry, ma'am! You and your crew will have to remain at the Assembly Center with the other civilians until the situation is under control," the troop insisted.
"There you are!" Joey Jeremiah frantically yelled as he raced his classic red car up to the barricade while the armed National Guard troops waved their machine guns .
"Joey, what are you. .. ?" Caitlin asked.
" I knew you'd be here but I couldn't let you go alone to such a dangerous spot,"Joey insisted..
"Joey, I can take care of myself and my crew is. .." Caitlin started to say.
" I know but I have to be with you!" Joey pleaded as they warmly embraced each other.
At that moment a motorcycle rider screeched by- causing several of the National guard troops to run towards him with machine guns.
"Hey, you can't go past here. .. !" the Canadian National Guard sergeant ordered.
"But my brother's. .!"Tracker Cameron pleaded as he pulled out his driver's license out of his jeans pocket.
"Mr. Wilbur Waldo Cameron. .!" the sergeant started to say.
"Please, Man, it's Tracker!" Tracker cringed.
"Wilbur Waldo?!" Joey laughed derisively.
"You'll have to go to the Assembly Center- and sign in with the Registrar. We have news about your brother, Sean,"the sergeant insisted.
" Sean?! Is he alright?" Tracker asked with an upset pitch in his low-toned monotone voice.
"You'll have to find out from the Registrar! All of you move along or have your vehicles confiscated!" the sergeant insisted.
The van, car and motorcycle followed the signs to the Civilian Assembly Center (which turned out to be the large gym of the local YMCA) as they soon parked.
"You, your old lady and her crew stay the Hell away from me!" Tracker snarled.
"You can't talk to us that way- not after what your brother did, Wilbur Waldo!" Joey boiled as he waved his right fist as he ran up to Tracker,
"Your blaming me for what Sean did?" Tracker growled.
"Maybe if you'd kept him away from that Jay and. .. "Joey boiled.
"Well, maybe if your stepson hadn't dropped him like a hot brick. ..!"Tracker snarled.
"You're blaming Craig for getting kidnapped and murdered?!" Joey exploded as he started pounding on Tracker's chest while Tracker hit him back.
"Guys, please! We've all had folks we love lost to us! Joey, Tracker, getting into a schoolyard brawl over Craig and Sean isn't going to help them or us!" Caitlin insisted- as she got between the two of them.
"She's right, you know,"Tracker conceded.
"Yeah, that's why I love her so much!" Joey shrugged as he kissed Caitlin on the mouth.
" Let's go inside and see what's happening- then I'll do a report," Caitlin insisted.
"You know, when I first had him move in, I never imagined in my worst nightmares that things would turn out this way," Tracker groaned.
"I know. I feel the same about Craig," Joey groaned as the three of them walked into the Assembly Center.
"Guys, it's not over yet," Caitlin insisted-as she clasped both their hands before went inside.
"Okay, we're miles away now! We're clear!" Sean Cameron exclaimed as he took off the body armour mask from the stolen uniform while the other 25 fugitives in the truck cheered on.
"HAH! Those dorks got fooled by a fake call to Royal York, stolen uniforms- and KETCHUP!" Jason 'Jay' Neeling exclaimed as he and the others wiped the ketchup off themselves.
"We can't lose our cool! We're just starting our mission, men!" Sean insisted as the two trucks raced towards Toronto.
Law Office of Isaacs and Mason
"And just now the Commandant of the Prison said that 52 of the 1457 prisoners have escaped the compound- and evidently removed their tracking devises during the initial power blackout in the prison! The riot is still out of control! Officials aren't saying what caused it but some sources believe that this was gang-related and that these gangs and, especially, the escapees are considered to be an imminent and dangerous threat to the civilian population! All citizens of the Greater Toronto area are urged to remain inside their homes with their doors locked until the fugitives are apprehended," Caitlin reported a few minutes later- barely audible over the loud wailing sirens and alarms despite the sound engineer's best efforts.
"Oh, Man, Sean's name and picture got shown among the fugitive list!" Toby groaned as he, Kendra and J.T. were watching the news on a video streamline via Toby's computer in Toby and Kendra's office.
"And that Jay Neely got out,too!" Kendra Mason groaned.
"Tell me. Why did we agree to defend Sean?" Toby Isaacs asked.
"Because he may not have done what the Province has accused him of and hasn't yet officially charged him with," Kendra recalled.
"The riot's on all the channels. I wanted to watch the 'American Deity' Finals!"J.T. Yorke groaned.
"No, not all of them," Kendra sighed.
"You mean the Spinmeister/ Masked Malamut Wrestling Match is still on?" Toby asked incredulously.
"Pay-per-view. .and I'd better switch on my set to it or I'll never heard the end of it from my brother or sister-in-law!" Kendra groaned.
"But that's $99.50!" Toby gasped.
"I'll bet you and Dylan have quite a few tales to trade,"J.T. laughed.
" We're sibs of meglomaniacs who are comparatively demure to them and each are totally devoted to the short, darkhaired men in our lives! Oh yeah!" Kendra chuckled as she and Toby kissed.
" "Hey, you two! Tonight's my night to take Justin. Got any ideas on how to entertain a two-year-old that doesn't involve TV?" J.T. asked.
"Emma, where did you say you were?" asked Angela at the Toronto station over her cellphone.
"I'm inside the SkyDome! Now I have to find my way to the VIP Ringside seats," Emma groaned as she talked to Angela while carrying her cell.
" I'm surprised the wrestling match's still on with that prison riot and those fugitives," Angela exclaimed in astonishment.
"You try telling 80,000 wrestling fans- and Paige Michelchuk their plans are cancelled. Don't worry. I'll be careful," Emma groaned as she showed her ticket and the usher let her inside the roped off VIP seats.
"Things are crazy here at the station with the riot and all. Gotta go!" Angie insisted as she hung up.
" I wish we could get the time off and go," 17-year-old Andrew Kwan groaned while carrying some of Emma's files.
"Andrew, you know our parents want us to be diligent over the summer- and I'll help you with your homework tonight," Angie consoled as she kissed her boyfriend.
"You're already helping but I wish my folks weren't so upset with me not being a scholar like they are. Mom just about pitched a fit when I had to go to Summer School," Andrew groaned.
"Parents have their pride. Believe me, I know!" Angie sighed.
"Hello? Emma Nelson Strong?. .. .. .. She just left for the Spinmeister/Masked Malamut Match," Andrew explained while answering the phone.
"Andrew, why did you tell. ..?" Angie asked.
"But you can call her back! Hello?" Andrew explained to the caller before he hung up.
"Why did you tell that caller where Emma was?" Angie groaned.
"He was calling to say he had some info about Louisiana migrant farm workers,"Andrew tried to explain.
"That story was months ago! Why would anyone be calling about that now?" Angela asked.
"There you are! Don't I look stunning?" Paige smirked as Emma gritted her teeth while Emma made her way to her ringside seat at the SkyDome.
"Hey kids! I hope you're having fun!" Emma insisted as two girls and a boy all aged five ran up to her .
"Ben, J.-Lo, Beyoncé- mind your manners with Ms. Strong!" Paige insisted.
"Yes, Mom!" 5-year-old the dark haired Ben Mason groaned while his blonde sister and their friend giggled.
" Paige, are you and Hazel sure it's safe to bring your kids to this? "Emma asked.
"Relax! Quit being such a baby! Our twins and Haze's girl have seen Spinner wrestle before. And this time, he's being paid again!" Paige smirked.
"Paige, I mean the prison riot and those fugitives. .!" Emma pleaded.
"Emma, all that's miles away- and we have the best private security in the Province- Spinner! Nothing could happen to us!" Paige laughed.
"Hello? Travis, I'm sorry I got roped into this. Yes, the station thinks it could be good publicity. Are you and Rupert. ..?" Emma asked as she talked on her cellphone- before Paige grabbed it.
"Travis, Hun! It's good to talk to you again! Now, don't wory! We're taking good care of Emma here. What's that? It's Paige. .. . Michelchuk. You know . .the band that played at your reception two years back! What's that? Oh, you're such a kidder! He said that PMS was the last thing he wanted to think about at his wedding reception! Anyway, I'll hand you back to Emma," Paige laughed.
"Sorry about that, Dear! Yes, I remember the Zen thing! Go with the flow and use the enemy's strength against them," Emma insisted as she kissed the phone.
A Toronto Metro Station
"We're confiscating this train! You'll have to leave or get shot!" Sean ordered with his visor down (still in full body armour and Royal Army uniform) while waving his rifle at the crowned. as the 52 escapees boarded the subway train and easily flushed out the commuters from the subway car as they ran out in a panic..
"OK, men! We're at the Metro terminus! It won't be too long before we're downtown! Remember we each stick to our plans, we'll get what's ours!" Jay proclaimed as the 52 escapees in full-body armour and Royal Army uniforms carrying rifles boarded the subway train while Sean went to the driver's booth and forced her to leave as well before the train raced towards downtown at maximum speed leaving the stunned passengers and driver wondering why the military was doing this to them.
Toronto SkyDome
" I think it will start in a few minutes, Angie. Anyone call?" Emma asked.
"No. .oh, there was someone who called about info of Louisiana migrant farm workers but that was months ago," Angie groaned.
"Any word on the riot? "Emma asked.
"No, but I just saw on the crawler that there's been unconfirmed reports that the escapees stole two military transport trucks and were seen racing towards Toronto,"Angie gulped.
"Paige says we're perfectly safe but you and Andrew stay in the station! Oh, next time I see you, I'd you to pull up that file on the Louisiana migrant farm workers! Bye!" Emma pleaded.
"It's about to start!" Paige yelled excitedly.
"Dudes and girls. .er ladies and gentlemen. We're live from the Toronto SkyDome where the roof's closed and this is being broadcast to millions all over Canada, the States and Mexico! My man Spinner. .er The Spinmeister is making his comeback tonight !" 25-year-old Chris Sharpe exclaimed to the cheers of 80,000 before he finished the introduction while Spinner with his streaked hair somewhat spiked high and wearing a wrestling leotard looking vaguely like the Tasmanian Devil cartoon along with wrestling boots ran into the ring waving his fists overhead to the cheers of the crowd.
"And let's show your love,too, for that Yukon marvel- the Masked Malumut," Chris proclaimed as the crowd largely booed the wrestler looking vaguely like a masked sled dog with knee-high mocassins.
"But it ain't the people's love who win it. It's the wrestlers' skill and strength- so let the match begin!" Chris exclaimed as he left the wrestling ring and started giving play by play commentary while the two wrestlers went at it.
"Wait! You're supposed to lose this round"Spinner gulped as he got his shoulders pinned to the mat a little while later.
"GRRR!" the Masked Malamut growled like a dog.
"This isn't in the script, dude!" Spinner whined.
"Round for Masked Malamut! Yeah, I know you're all bummed over the Spinmeister not winning this one but he'll get his 2nd wind right after the intermission,"Chris exclaimed as he entered the wrestling ring.
"GRRR!" the Masked Malamut growled as he pointed towards Emma.
"No way!" Emma groaned as she shook her head.
"Looks like the Masked Malamut wants some R& R! You think my one-time girl Emma Nelson Strong should give it to him?" Chris asked.
"YEAH!" the crowd cheered.
"I am NOT going to let myself be carried by that. .. thing!" Emma boiled.
"Go on! It's part of the show! It'll be a much more positive publicity stunt for your Eco-Worrier seg than that time you chained yourself to the sycamore tree while holding your baby!" Paige taunted.
The Masked Malamut jumped up and down waving his hands in the air and panted like a dog.
"Paige, I'm a wife and mother," Emma insisted.
"So are Haze and me but we'd do it," Paige insisted as she and Hazel laughed.
"I'm a respectable pillar of the community. People look up to me!" Emma pleaded as the Masked Malamut approached her ringside seat.
"Now they'll look up even more!" Hazel insisted.
"Oh, alright! If it gets me out of here! Go ahead and carry me!" Emma groaned as the Masked Malamut grabbed her with his right arm and slung her over his shoulder to the cheers of the crowd then ran with her through the crowd.
"And now for an unusual treat! We're having a fashion show during Intermission!" Chris Sharpe announced while the crowd loudly booed.
"It's me! Paige Michelchuk, the Spinmeister's wife and sister to Toronto Maple Leaf Dylan Michelchuk!" Paige insisted as she ignored the boos.
"Seven years ago, Paige and I founded the fashion boutique of Amber and Myrrh to showcase our original fashion designs. Amber for that dried resin prized in Paige's homeland of the Ukraine and myrrh for the dried resin found in my homeland of Somalia that the Three Wiseman gave to the Baby Jesus (Islam's Sixth Prophet) way back when. Not only do our designs make women of all shapes, sizes and from all backgrounds and every walk of life look stunning but tonight we're debuting a men's line!" Hazel proclaimed.
"And modelling this number will be none other than my husband Spinner the Spinmeister Mason. .and. . .yes, you have to!" Paige insisted to Spinner with gritted teeth.
"This will be available next week in all our boutiques worldwide!" Hazel beamed while the crowd politely cheered before Spinner returned to the changing area next to the wrestling ring.
"Isn't my husband gorgeous and isn't he lucky to be married to someone as stunning as me? Our next design will be modelled by the Masked Malamut himself," Paige beamed.
" He's not back here!" Spinner pleaded.
"What? He should have returned from that R&R by now? It was in his contract he was supposed to model during Intermission! Could someone catch up to him?" Paige seethed.
"For an environmentalist, you sure don't see the forest for the trees! " the Masked Malamut whispered to Emma in a voice only she could hear (or pay attention to).
"SEAN?!" Emma screamed as she started to struggle and writhe to the crowd's derisive laughter and cheers.
"It won't do any good!" Sean smirked.
"Officer! The Masked Malamut's Sean Cameron- a prison escapee!" Emma pleaded as the security man banged the Masked Malamut on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up before he opened the last gate to the outside.
Emma tried to reach for her cellphone but Sean grabbed it out of her pocket and put it in his costume.
"Can I talk to you for a minute? Alone?" Sean asked as he took off the Malamut mask and put Emma down on the surface in the parking lot.
"NO!" Emma snapped.
"I was hoping we could talk- really talk. About everything!" Sean pleaded- as he grabbed her arm.
"I've got nothing to say! " Emma fumed.
"Turn me in but I need to talk to talk to you and this is the only way. It's about Craig, Manny and. ." Sean insisted.
"Get away from me!" Emma boiled as she wrenched her right arm free of his right hand.
"Please, for Angie's sake- as well as mine," Sean pleaded.
"OK, I . .."Emma sighed as she was about to ask him questions.
"Cameron! I knew you'd find you a good hostage but I never thought you still had a thing for your Boss Lady!" Jay sneered while taking off the hood of his stolen Army combat armour.
"So, this was a trap! I'm not going with you anywhere!" Emma boiled.
"Oh, yes you are! Or else your husband, son, mother, brother, sister and all your loved ones will be annihilated. I know their addresses and I have 50 of the best gang roaming the streets who could do that for me as we speak so do exactly as I say," Jay snarled as he grabbed her arm.
"Sean, if anything happens to them, I'll never forgive you!" Emma snarled as she spat in his face."
"I'll pat her down," Sean insisted.
"How do I know you aren't soft with her?" Jay snapped.
"Because I grabbed her cellphone! Here's her GPS bracelet and credit card-sized DVD camera," Sean insisted he Jay threw them away and put Emma in the backseat of a car they'd stolen while holding her at rifle point.
"Pierre!" Spinner gulped as he and Chris came upon the REAL Masked Malamut tied up in his underwear in his dressing room.
"Some dude came in here and whacked me on the head- stole my uniform and left his behind,"Pierre Jobert (the Masked Malamut) explained as Spinner ungagged him.
"Man, that's messed up! " Spinner gulped.
"So will we be when we announce it to the crowd!"Chris gulped.
" Let's hope Paige, Hazel and Terri can distract them a little longer," Spinner groaned.
"Hello, Angela! It's me,Emma! I need you to meet me at Jeremiah Motors- alone! "Emma gulped on her cell that Sean held with the rifle barrel in her back that Jay was holding
"Are you okay? I can bring. .."Angie insisted over her cell.
"Just be safe!" Emma pleaded before Sean hung up the cell.
"Good work, Cameron! " Jay snapped.
"Why are you getting Angie involved? She never said or did anything to you!" Emma pleaded.
"Oh, this is much bigger than you, Boss Lady! My men should have things starting to happen about. .. "
"This just in! It's been confirmed that Jason 'Jay' Neeling, Sean Cameron and their gang of 50 prison escapees ditched the Army transport vehicles and confiscated a Metro subway train- then divided up into smaller groups! We must warn our viewers that these men are armed, wearing Royal Army armoured uniforms and are extremely dangerous! If you see any of them, please contact police at once! And. .. there's been an armed break-in in the Greater Toronto Electric Power Station and. .." Caitlin reported from the Civilian Processing Center on the outskirts of Toronto.
"We're sorry to report this but someone tied up and impersonated the Masked Malamut and. . .."Chris Sharpe announced- at the SkyDome when instantly all the lights (apart from the Exit ones) went out.
"What now?" Spinner gulped.
"If I have to be in the dark with 80,000 irate, panicked wrestling fans, I'm glad I'm closest to you, Hun!" Paige purred as she took her keylight out of her purse while they kissed.
"For anyone still watching, virtually the entire Province is without electricity as we speak. We're on Emergency Generators here and hope our viewers have them, too! Caitlin Ryan Jeremiah signing out for now,"Caitlin groaned.
"Caitlin, get someone else to do this! We're going back to T O!" Joey insisted.
"Joey, the people need to know. . ." Caitlin insisted.
"No one in the Province can watch- and I'll be damned if we're leaving our kids in that blacked out city all alone!" Joey boiled.
"Joey, Angie's at the station which has a steel-plated shelter and Archie's with your mother," Caitlin tried to explain.
"Mom's in her 60's! Come on!" Joey insisted.
"I thought they fixed everything after the '03 Blackout but. Alice, could you take over for me. so I can be with my kids. I have seniority," Caitlin insisted.
"Jack, Linda, Rupert and Justin, we should be okay! Travis? Could I borrow some of your meditation candles so the rest of us can see? How can your legs stand being in that pretzel?"Spike asked trying to calm her younger children grandchildren, and J.T. and Liberty's son while Travis kept meditating in Spike's otherwise pitch dark house.
"The cells aren't working either! I guess the cell towers got hit by the blackout- along with the police scanners and telephones," Toby groaned in his pitch dark office.
"Guys, could you two big strong men help us out here?" Liberty asked as she came Toby and Kendra's with Nadia wheeling behind her with a large battery-operated lamp on her wheelchair arm.
"Oh, so you want some protection from the big bad night, eh?" J.T. leered.
"Don't flatter yourself! Our offices and courtrooms are 35 stories up. No power, no elevators so poor Nadia. .." Liberty explained.
"Liberty! I mean, Judge Van Zandt!" Nadia boiled.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to sound like you're helpless," Liberty groaned.
"You want us to carry her motorized wheelchair down 35 flights of stairs?" J.T. gulped.
"It's not necessary. Since it's 35 floors up, it's unlikely anyone will try to climb UP the stairs anytime soon- and our building has Provincial Security guards so we're pretty safe- even if we can't call out," Nadia explained.
"True- and at least I know that my Justin's safe with his evening babysitter Spike Nelson Simpson," Liberty sighed with relief.
". Since we don't know where our client and have no way to reach him or anyone else. We might as well make ourselves comfortable here until the power returns,"Toby pondered.
"You mean. . .?" J.T. groaned.
"Yep! Let's have another meeting of the Knights and Rooks Club!" Toby insisted as he got out his chess board and pieces.
"You've owed us that a long time!" Liberty beamed and banged J.T's back while he groaned.
" Where are you two going?" Marco Del Rossi asked as he and Dylan were on the sidewalk below their penthouse apartment building.
" Emma asked us to meet her at Jeremiah Motors!" Andrew Kwan explained.
"She asked me and told me to come alone!" Angie groaned.
"I couldn't go there alone in the pitch dark city with this blackout! Hear all those sirens?"Andrew replied.
"Yeah, and there's a good chance looters would be plundering that lot as we speak! We're going with you two!" Dylan Michelchuk insisted as he took his hockey stick and started walking with Angie and Andrew.
"Did you see Emma at the wrestling match?" Marco asked.
"They showed her on camera there? I don't believe it!" Angie exclaimed with a start.
"You wouldn't believe what else happened! The Masked Malamut beat Spinner and took Emma with him but he turned out to be a fake," Dylan groaned.
"Wait a minute! She didn't sound quite like herself. We'd better be extra careful!" Angie insisted.
They made their way through the darkened streets to Jeremiah Motors but found it guarded with eight uniformed men with machine guns.
"Oh, no! The fugitives! Run for it!" Angie gulped.
"Take one step away and your friend will get it! All of you in here!" Jay snarled as jerked Emma out for them to see and kept a rifle pointed at her head with her other hand.
"You were told to come solo!" Sean insisted.
"I was but. .."Angela explained.
"It's okay! Good to see the maternal side of the genes served Manning's sister well- even if she's a little shortchanged!" Jay sneeringly laughed.
"Don't you hurt either. ."Dylan boiled.
"Or what. Homochuk? I get sent back to prison for life where I have to see you and your boyfriend on TV become rich and famous at Maple Leaf games while I rot! No more!"Jay boiled.
"Please, just let us go!" Marco pleaded as- abruptly Jay let go Emma and grabbed onto Dylan's arm.
"Remember, any of you try to leave, my men will shoot you! I have nothing to lose- and it will be my pleasure to kill Homochuk here!" Jay snarled.
"NO! I won't let you do that!" Marco begged as he grabbed at Jay's left arm.
"Marco, you must stay safe or. .." Dylan pleaded.
"Sean! We used to be friends. Can't you?!" Marco pleaded before Jay hit him in the mouth with his rifle butt.
Emma could see Sean's wheels turning but she was too busy trying to think of a way out of this situation to try to interpret.
"You're right, Del Rossi. I shouldn't kill him. His agonies dying would pale in comparison to him having to watch YOU die!" Jay insisted.
"If it will spare, Dylan and the others, I'm ready!" Marco proclaimed as he looked Jay in the eye.
"Marco's done nothing to you!" Dylan insisted.
"WRONG! He loves you and you love him!" Jay boiled.
"What does that matter unless. … " Angie gulped.
"QUIET! All those times he ignored me and never saw. .."Jay fumed.
"Sean, is Jay. ..?" Emma asked.
"Why do you think he had no problems letting me have Alex as a 'prize' when I joined the gang? He wasn't interested in her that way," Sean explained.
"SHUT UP! I 'll have all of you killed and make it look like a mass suicide- and wouldn't that just break Mr. Jeremiah's heart to see all that blood on his precious cars?" Jay sneered.
"Suicide? ! Jimmy?!" Angela shuddered.
"Yeah- he, your brother and his skank Manny came by that night right when we were going to install Degrassi's personal meth supply in the storage basement," Jay recalled.
Degrassi East Entrance, July 1,2004
"Hey! What are you doing here?" Craig asked- as he and Manny were walking with Jimmy.
"Shut up and go away!" Sean boiled.
"It looks like stuff for a meth lab! I saw it in TV!"Jimmy insisted.
"Man, you can't put that stuff here! Don't you know how toxic, flammable and dangerous it is? It can eat through metal steel building supports!" Jimmy pleaded.
"So what? We're not stupid enough to use it ourselves" Sean sneered.
"We're not letting you do that!" Jimmy insisted.
"Nice bracelet!" the girl gang member Alex cooed as she grabbed it from Manny's hand.
"You leave her alone!" Craig boiled.
"Grab her! We need insurance!" Jay ordered.
"Craig!Our baby!"Manny pleaded while Alex grabbed her from behind.
"Don't harm them!" Craig insisted as he struggled against the other gang member.
"Man, we can't hurt girls and unborn babies!" Sean pleaded.
"Shut up!" Alex sneered.
At that, one of the other gang members pinned Craig's arms behind him.
" I remember you two as missing folks and Big Shot here's itching for a medal. The only metal you're getting is. .. "Jay snarled as he took a Saturday Night Special from his pocket and put it against Jimmy's ear and Jimmy grabbed it with his right hand and started to pull it away but at that moment, Jimmy's cellphone rang.
"Answer it!" Jay ordered as he cocked the pistol.
Jimmy reached down and struggled to answer it with his left hand.
At that moment, Manny grabbed her ice-skate bracelet from Alex, scratched her in the face with it then threw it at Jay's face where it fell to the floor.
"MARCO!"Jimmy shouted while Jay crushed Jimmy's right hand and manuvered it towards the trigger.
It only took a fraction of a second but that was all it took for Jimmy to accidently squeeze the trigger with his right index finger. while trying to push off Jay's right hand.
Jeremiah Motors, Summer, 2014
"So that's what really happened to Jimmy,"Marco said with a shudder.
" Yeah and you're all going to die like him- and by the time the Province figures it out, the rest of us will be in Cuba along with the billions we're stealing from the Royal Ontario Bank- electronically while the power's out everywhere else! Oh, and we could use some of these fine cars we'll take with us in an aircraft carrier to make our time in Havana better,"Jay sneered as he put his knees apart and readied himself to shoot Marco.
Emma saw her chance and gave Jay the strongest kick of her life.
"These Birk clogs come in handy!" Emma proclaimed.
"Shoot her!" Jay ordered- the escapees other captives broke ranks in no time.
But at that moment, Angela ran and grabbed an emergency fire hose she had seen in the street while Andrew and Dylan turned on the fire hose and she hosed down all the fugitives along with their rifles (rendering them useless since the gunpowder was wet).
"Angie!"Joey yelled as he and Caitlin started hugging her, Emma, Dylan, Marco and Joey reluctantly shook Andrew Kwan's hand.
"POLICE! We have you surrounded!" the squadron loudspeaker shouted while a huge contigent of police surrounded the eight fugitives and their former captives.
"Guys! You can't surrender now!" Jay boiled.
"Officer, Jay Neeling captured us- and confessed to the killing of Jimmy Brooks back in '04!" Emma insisted.
"Let's get you back! This time in solitary!" the officer snarled.
"You f---ers!" Jay snarled.
"We already captured the rest of your gang before they could electronically steal from Royal Ontario Bank and it shouldn't be too long before . . ." the police officer insisted.
"You can't believe them! It's just these captives' words against ours!" Jay snarled as the cuffs were being put on him.
"And mine!" Sean groaned.
"YOU?! " Jay and Joey shouted in astonishment for very different reasons.
"Emma, you,Ellie, Craig and Toby were all right about Jay and the gang. I wish I'd listened to you back in '03, " Sean groaned as he was being cuffed.
"What about Craig and Manny?!" Joey boiled as he started to put his hands around Sean's neck.
"Daddy! NO! You could go to prison," Angie pleaded while she, Caitlin, Emma and the officers tried to pull Joey off of Sean's neck but were no match for Joey's adreniline.
" I don't care, Angie!" Joey boiled.
"Mr. Jeremiah , gasp! " Sean choked.
"You let that gang get them! Tell us where they are so we can bury them- and Julia's unborn grandchild!" Joey raged as Sean's oxygen flow was getting cut off.
"I gasp can't tell you that!"Sean gasped as the others were trying to pull Joey off him.
"Why the Hell not?" Joey shrieked.
"Joey! Stop!" a voice called from behind at the very moment when the lights of Ontario returned.
To Be Continued.