Chapter 6
"Okay, we need to be quiet. That means you, Numbuh Three. No singing. If Father hears us, we are so dead!" Numbuh Five said, speaking quietly under her breath, so no one further that a yard could hear. They gave her the OK- finger sign. Even the Delightful Children obeyed her orders. Ginny would do anything to see her brother again. (NOTE: John is the only brother that is actually related to her. Read my FF for my POV)
A room was luminescence with a faint glow. One in which, Ginny knew, belonged to her master. Father. His voice spoke faintly, what he was saying unknown. Numbuh Five signaled for everyone to stay put so she could find out what the mad man was saying. The quiet one prowled closer to the dim room. The hallway was dark, the light faded. He's seen me. He knows I am here. He is going to kill the team, me, and the Delightful Children. We are dead, sooo dead! she thought to herself in silent panic.
"Where are you going, Little Abby?" Cree screeched coldly and yet quietly from behind her. Slowly, Abigail turned. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm going to help you," Cree whispered as if to be following her orders like everyone else. "Sis? But I though you were against us!" "I was. Until Father started taking advantage of us. I turned on him when he kick the Delightful Children out," Cree hissed, flames in her eyes. Numbuh Five stared. "Can you get John outta hear?" she asked. "Watch me," Cree uttered
"I didn't see anything Father. Maybe it was the wind," Cree lied to his face. "Fine. Dispose of this runt. We will find the rest later. Then we will exterminate our minor annoyance. The Kids Next Door," he calmly yet furiously ordered. He never looked up from the blaze of fire in the fireplace. "Would you like me to drown him in the pool? It does have twenty-foot-deep places in it," Cree asked where her sister could hear. "That will be fine. Here," he said, handing her keys, "you can crush him, then throw him in the pool." While he was divulging on and on, she signaled Numbuh Five to the pool.
She tiptoed to the team, and the rest of the Delightful Children and whispered for them to make a dummy out of Numbuh Three's stuffed animals and other materials. They traded with Cree. She crushed and drowned the John dummy while Father watched out the window.
"John? Can you hear me? John?" Ginny repeated, several times. She sighed, "Knowing Father he's been dead for hours...now I have no one left for me..." "What about us? We have been for you all of these years. Aren't we good enough for you?" Leah asked, firmly with a hint of sorrow. "That's not what I mean. I mean of my real family. DNA related. You guys will always be in my heart...no matter what," Ginny managed a smile as she acknowledged them in a love filled way.
"He has a pulse," Numbuh Five clamored to their attention. "...Man..."Numbuh Four whispered under his breath.
"Do you think I'm deaf?" Numbuh Five said, turning to him with a glare. "No!" Numbuh Four returned the answer quickly. They had been taking shifts on digging for Numbuh One. Numbuh Three yelled. "Numbuh Five, come quick! I found him!" she yelled. Numbuh Five ran to her side as she helped unbury him from the rubble. "Numbuh One? Can you hear me? Numbuh One!" she yelled. "Numbuh One, answer me if you can hear me! Numbuh One! ...Numbuh One..." she waited, tears leaking from her eyes.
He was gone, too late. Numbuh One was gone. He was dead...
author's note: Sorry it took so long, guys! I was having writer's block, and I got caught up in The Price of Friendship, my Teen Titans FanFic. But I will try to work more on this one as well, and once again, I apologize for the wait! NDR
"Okay, we need to be quiet. That means you, Numbuh Three. No singing. If Father hears us, we are so dead!" Numbuh Five said, speaking quietly under her breath, so no one further that a yard could hear. They gave her the OK- finger sign. Even the Delightful Children obeyed her orders. Ginny would do anything to see her brother again. (NOTE: John is the only brother that is actually related to her. Read my FF for my POV)
A room was luminescence with a faint glow. One in which, Ginny knew, belonged to her master. Father. His voice spoke faintly, what he was saying unknown. Numbuh Five signaled for everyone to stay put so she could find out what the mad man was saying. The quiet one prowled closer to the dim room. The hallway was dark, the light faded. He's seen me. He knows I am here. He is going to kill the team, me, and the Delightful Children. We are dead, sooo dead! she thought to herself in silent panic.
"Where are you going, Little Abby?" Cree screeched coldly and yet quietly from behind her. Slowly, Abigail turned. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm going to help you," Cree whispered as if to be following her orders like everyone else. "Sis? But I though you were against us!" "I was. Until Father started taking advantage of us. I turned on him when he kick the Delightful Children out," Cree hissed, flames in her eyes. Numbuh Five stared. "Can you get John outta hear?" she asked. "Watch me," Cree uttered
"I didn't see anything Father. Maybe it was the wind," Cree lied to his face. "Fine. Dispose of this runt. We will find the rest later. Then we will exterminate our minor annoyance. The Kids Next Door," he calmly yet furiously ordered. He never looked up from the blaze of fire in the fireplace. "Would you like me to drown him in the pool? It does have twenty-foot-deep places in it," Cree asked where her sister could hear. "That will be fine. Here," he said, handing her keys, "you can crush him, then throw him in the pool." While he was divulging on and on, she signaled Numbuh Five to the pool.
She tiptoed to the team, and the rest of the Delightful Children and whispered for them to make a dummy out of Numbuh Three's stuffed animals and other materials. They traded with Cree. She crushed and drowned the John dummy while Father watched out the window.
"John? Can you hear me? John?" Ginny repeated, several times. She sighed, "Knowing Father he's been dead for hours...now I have no one left for me..." "What about us? We have been for you all of these years. Aren't we good enough for you?" Leah asked, firmly with a hint of sorrow. "That's not what I mean. I mean of my real family. DNA related. You guys will always be in my heart...no matter what," Ginny managed a smile as she acknowledged them in a love filled way.
"He has a pulse," Numbuh Five clamored to their attention. "...Man..."Numbuh Four whispered under his breath.
"Do you think I'm deaf?" Numbuh Five said, turning to him with a glare. "No!" Numbuh Four returned the answer quickly. They had been taking shifts on digging for Numbuh One. Numbuh Three yelled. "Numbuh Five, come quick! I found him!" she yelled. Numbuh Five ran to her side as she helped unbury him from the rubble. "Numbuh One? Can you hear me? Numbuh One!" she yelled. "Numbuh One, answer me if you can hear me! Numbuh One! ...Numbuh One..." she waited, tears leaking from her eyes.
He was gone, too late. Numbuh One was gone. He was dead...
author's note: Sorry it took so long, guys! I was having writer's block, and I got caught up in The Price of Friendship, my Teen Titans FanFic. But I will try to work more on this one as well, and once again, I apologize for the wait! NDR