A new face out of the race
Chapter 24
Lucky's eyes widened in alarm when Zander pulled out the gun. He had expected Zander to do something rash, but a gun? That just proved how dangerous Zander and the situation was. But the important question was if Zander would shoot it. He said he loved Emily, so she wouldn't shoot her, right? Lucky thought he knew that answer, but there was times when two guys were fighting for a girl, one guy would rather have her dead than have her be with the other guy. He hoped Zander wasn't that type of guy. Maybe he could talk Zander into putting the gun away.
"Now is the gun really needed?" Lucky asked as he opened his mouth, and thought of what to do with Emily if Zander didn't put the gun away. Emily's eyes were closed as her head lay on his left shoulder. He hypothesized she must have fallen asleep or fainted. He didn't blame her either way. She was exhausted and the gun would have frightened her. Besides, among all things, she didn't need to see any more violence. Especially violence including a weapon other than a fist or leg.
"At first I thought it wasn't, but now I realize it is." Zander said as he played with the gun.
"At first? What do you mean by that?" Lucky asked. He knew the answer, but he needed to get Zander talking. Maybe he would get distracted, and then he could put Emily somewhere safe without him knowing. Or perhaps he could knock the gun away from Zander after she was somewhere safe. Lucky would take anything he could get, for Emily's sake. Though he was all for getting Emily in a safe zone, taking the gun, and possibly using it on Zander.
"You know what I mean. You aren't stupid, though I would have an advantage if you were." Zander mused.
Lucky needed to find another way to get Zander's thoughts the other way. Zander had figured out Lucky's plan, but seeing how he was working with Helena, he should have figured he would. He could mention Emily, but then he knew for sure it would flare Zander's temper and he would use the gun. That was the thing he was trying to stop happening. Lucky knew it was a long shot, but what if he talked to Zander about Helena? Could it get Zander thinking and give him sometime? Lucky hoped so.
"Okay, you got me there!" Lucky admitted. "But what has me really thinking is the fact that a Smith is working for a Cassadine. I mean don't Smith's do everything themselves? Frank was like that at least, unless he conversed with his daughter, then he would have to string her around." Lucky ranted while he held onto Emily.
"My family always does things themselves!" Zander shouted at Lucky.
"Okay, I stand corrected!" Lucky replied, appeasing him. "Is it money reasons then? I mean a few years ago Frank did have trouble with money, but I figured they were over."
"They are over! How can you think so much? Can't you accept that a Smith and a Cassadine are working together?" Zander justified, though Lucky could tell he was putting doubts in Zander's mind. He was going for thoughts, but doubts worked too.
"Well, if I was a simple person, yes. But seeing that Helena has a vengeance against my family that won't go away, I can't. Your family applies to the last thought too. But the present vengeance has to do with a girl, more than a guy. How strange." Lucky reasoned and slowly began moving back towards the bed. It might not be the safest place, but he would take anything he can get.
"Ah, yes." Zander responded. "Your dad was the last person the fight was about. My mom against yours for your dad. It seems to have switched with their children, have you noticed that? Their sons against each other for a good friend's affection."
"That's all true except for one thing. Emily isn't exactly a good friend presently to each of us. She is still pretty angry with each of us, besides I don't know for sure you and Emily were even friends during her younger years." Lucky stated. It wasn't far from the truth either. Emily was still pretty steamed with them for fighting over her and speaking for her. And he didn't know for a fact Zander and Emily were even friends once upon a time.
Zander watched Lucky as he said this, and wondered if he should tell Lucky the truth between him and Emily's relationship. Well, if Lucky was going to die, why not let him die with the truth? "You are too right. I must congratulate you on finding my bluff. Emily and I were never friends. She always flinched away from me when I came. It was all because her damned father too! He hit and kicked Emily and made her afraid to trust anyone, to be touched, and most of all she lost all faith in humanity!"
Lucky laid Emily down on the bed as Zander ranted. He watched her for a moment and slowly walked away from her as he listened, and felt his temper increase when he heard the last of it. Zander knew Emily was being abused, but did nothing? And he said he cared for her! How can you care for someone, but watch the parent hurt him or her physically and mentally? "You knew she was being abused but you did nothing to stop it?" Lucky demanded, and knew all hope of controlling his temper was none.
"What was I to do? Yell for him to stop?" Zander asked innocently.
"I did! Why couldn't you?" Lucky demanded with his temper rising higher by the second.
Flashback
"Leave her alone!" He shouted, getting Bowen's attention away from Emily. Bowen finally remembered his hostage who was being held down here.
"How dare you disrespect me as well!" He then grabbed Lucky and threw him into a crate near by.
End flashback
Lucky massaged his neck at that memory. He told Emily he was fine, but in truth that fall he took on the crate really hurt his neck and back.
"You told Bowen to stop?" Zander questioned him. "I find that hard to believe." He almost laughed at that crazy idea. Lucky taking a fall for Emily? He was just a wimpy stick boy.
Lucky walked toward Zander and stopped right before him. "Why's that?" Lucky asked with a closed jaw.
Zander smiled an evil smile. "Look at you! You're just a stick figure! You're just skin and bones. I doubt there's a muscle on that body!"
Lucky answered him by punching him in the jaw. Zander fell back onto the ground and touched his jaw and moved it around. "You're going to pay for that." He threatened and looked for the gun, which had been knocked to the ground. It now lay near the window.
Lucky looked for it for it as well and saw where it was. He was debating whether to get it or not when he heard a sigh from the bed. Emily! He almost forgot she slept on the bed behind them. Zander was walking toward the gun slowly because Lucky's punch made him a bit dizzy, so he was distracted and couldn't guard the door. Lucky quickly walked to the bed and picked Emily up under the knees and head. He ran toward the door with Emily resting in his arms and was almost out the door when a gunshot went off.
Author's note: Can you feel the end coming? I can, and it's a bit disappointing. I worked so hard on these chapters! sniff, sniff Anyway, thanks for the reviews. I got some more positive feedback which is good to hear. I ask one thing if you review this chapter. Give me a title for the next story! I'm not good with titles. Please, I'm begging you!
Lucky's eyes widened in alarm when Zander pulled out the gun. He had expected Zander to do something rash, but a gun? That just proved how dangerous Zander and the situation was. But the important question was if Zander would shoot it. He said he loved Emily, so she wouldn't shoot her, right? Lucky thought he knew that answer, but there was times when two guys were fighting for a girl, one guy would rather have her dead than have her be with the other guy. He hoped Zander wasn't that type of guy. Maybe he could talk Zander into putting the gun away.
"Now is the gun really needed?" Lucky asked as he opened his mouth, and thought of what to do with Emily if Zander didn't put the gun away. Emily's eyes were closed as her head lay on his left shoulder. He hypothesized she must have fallen asleep or fainted. He didn't blame her either way. She was exhausted and the gun would have frightened her. Besides, among all things, she didn't need to see any more violence. Especially violence including a weapon other than a fist or leg.
"At first I thought it wasn't, but now I realize it is." Zander said as he played with the gun.
"At first? What do you mean by that?" Lucky asked. He knew the answer, but he needed to get Zander talking. Maybe he would get distracted, and then he could put Emily somewhere safe without him knowing. Or perhaps he could knock the gun away from Zander after she was somewhere safe. Lucky would take anything he could get, for Emily's sake. Though he was all for getting Emily in a safe zone, taking the gun, and possibly using it on Zander.
"You know what I mean. You aren't stupid, though I would have an advantage if you were." Zander mused.
Lucky needed to find another way to get Zander's thoughts the other way. Zander had figured out Lucky's plan, but seeing how he was working with Helena, he should have figured he would. He could mention Emily, but then he knew for sure it would flare Zander's temper and he would use the gun. That was the thing he was trying to stop happening. Lucky knew it was a long shot, but what if he talked to Zander about Helena? Could it get Zander thinking and give him sometime? Lucky hoped so.
"Okay, you got me there!" Lucky admitted. "But what has me really thinking is the fact that a Smith is working for a Cassadine. I mean don't Smith's do everything themselves? Frank was like that at least, unless he conversed with his daughter, then he would have to string her around." Lucky ranted while he held onto Emily.
"My family always does things themselves!" Zander shouted at Lucky.
"Okay, I stand corrected!" Lucky replied, appeasing him. "Is it money reasons then? I mean a few years ago Frank did have trouble with money, but I figured they were over."
"They are over! How can you think so much? Can't you accept that a Smith and a Cassadine are working together?" Zander justified, though Lucky could tell he was putting doubts in Zander's mind. He was going for thoughts, but doubts worked too.
"Well, if I was a simple person, yes. But seeing that Helena has a vengeance against my family that won't go away, I can't. Your family applies to the last thought too. But the present vengeance has to do with a girl, more than a guy. How strange." Lucky reasoned and slowly began moving back towards the bed. It might not be the safest place, but he would take anything he can get.
"Ah, yes." Zander responded. "Your dad was the last person the fight was about. My mom against yours for your dad. It seems to have switched with their children, have you noticed that? Their sons against each other for a good friend's affection."
"That's all true except for one thing. Emily isn't exactly a good friend presently to each of us. She is still pretty angry with each of us, besides I don't know for sure you and Emily were even friends during her younger years." Lucky stated. It wasn't far from the truth either. Emily was still pretty steamed with them for fighting over her and speaking for her. And he didn't know for a fact Zander and Emily were even friends once upon a time.
Zander watched Lucky as he said this, and wondered if he should tell Lucky the truth between him and Emily's relationship. Well, if Lucky was going to die, why not let him die with the truth? "You are too right. I must congratulate you on finding my bluff. Emily and I were never friends. She always flinched away from me when I came. It was all because her damned father too! He hit and kicked Emily and made her afraid to trust anyone, to be touched, and most of all she lost all faith in humanity!"
Lucky laid Emily down on the bed as Zander ranted. He watched her for a moment and slowly walked away from her as he listened, and felt his temper increase when he heard the last of it. Zander knew Emily was being abused, but did nothing? And he said he cared for her! How can you care for someone, but watch the parent hurt him or her physically and mentally? "You knew she was being abused but you did nothing to stop it?" Lucky demanded, and knew all hope of controlling his temper was none.
"What was I to do? Yell for him to stop?" Zander asked innocently.
"I did! Why couldn't you?" Lucky demanded with his temper rising higher by the second.
Flashback
"Leave her alone!" He shouted, getting Bowen's attention away from Emily. Bowen finally remembered his hostage who was being held down here.
"How dare you disrespect me as well!" He then grabbed Lucky and threw him into a crate near by.
End flashback
Lucky massaged his neck at that memory. He told Emily he was fine, but in truth that fall he took on the crate really hurt his neck and back.
"You told Bowen to stop?" Zander questioned him. "I find that hard to believe." He almost laughed at that crazy idea. Lucky taking a fall for Emily? He was just a wimpy stick boy.
Lucky walked toward Zander and stopped right before him. "Why's that?" Lucky asked with a closed jaw.
Zander smiled an evil smile. "Look at you! You're just a stick figure! You're just skin and bones. I doubt there's a muscle on that body!"
Lucky answered him by punching him in the jaw. Zander fell back onto the ground and touched his jaw and moved it around. "You're going to pay for that." He threatened and looked for the gun, which had been knocked to the ground. It now lay near the window.
Lucky looked for it for it as well and saw where it was. He was debating whether to get it or not when he heard a sigh from the bed. Emily! He almost forgot she slept on the bed behind them. Zander was walking toward the gun slowly because Lucky's punch made him a bit dizzy, so he was distracted and couldn't guard the door. Lucky quickly walked to the bed and picked Emily up under the knees and head. He ran toward the door with Emily resting in his arms and was almost out the door when a gunshot went off.
Author's note: Can you feel the end coming? I can, and it's a bit disappointing. I worked so hard on these chapters! sniff, sniff Anyway, thanks for the reviews. I got some more positive feedback which is good to hear. I ask one thing if you review this chapter. Give me a title for the next story! I'm not good with titles. Please, I'm begging you!