A.N Well here's an update and I'm nearly finished this story so I hope you enjoy it
Reviewer: killhill2003 – okay calm down girl hope you enjoy the next bit and I'm not that evil cause she is important but I can't say how she is
Part II – Back at you
The water was freezing, small jets of breath could just be seen coming from the two figures as they tried desperately to stay alive.
Rydal was holding tightly onto Phil, praying to all of the gods that he could think of to save her, "Please, if anyone can here me let this girl live. I know I don't deserve anyone's repent or blessing but if I can ensure one good thing in my life then let her live!"
James looked around, a sly grin on his face "She won't come until it's too late" he wasn't talking to anyone in particular.
He didn't really care, he was going to cause so much emotional pain to the Tracy family that none of them would ever really recover from it. He would have his revenge on everyone who had caused him pain and discomfort over the years and the black book of names was slowly becoming thinner every day.
A small sound caught his attention and he turned, gun raised "Took you long enough, Lucille" he sneered. There was no response and then James noticed that things were not as they should be in the middle of the night at the bridge.
"Which lowly scum is hiding in the depths of the night!" he shouted and fired randomly.
The silence echoed back with nothing happening at all, no shouts, no clicking of another gun – just radiating silence.
"Mac! Where the hell are you?" James asked trying to keep his voice level but failing.
There was no response.
Slowly James turned, a curious fear starting to show in his features. This was not how it was supposed to go, something or someone else was changing his plans.
The lights flickered and he turned the gun upwards, firing once and bringing a rain of glass down on his head, "What the hell is going on here!" he shouted.
The click of a gun being taken off safety seemed even louder in the near darkness behind him. He turned, expecting to find a police officer, "You guys take so..." he stopped and starred with wide eyes.
Three figures stood, staring at him with blank expressionless faces. Two were men in their early twenties, one with blond hair, the other with dark red and the other was a young girl of no older than eighteen.
She stood out from the boys with almost white hair and flashing green eyes, the gun that was in her hand was steady and she showed no signs of fear in any part of her expression.
"It would seem that we take exactly the required time, James" said the girl with all the dangerous power of a killer with a purpose.
"But then again we may have come here wrongly – but I don't think so" said the red haired boy, loving to stand next to the girl and slipping his hand over the top part of the gun.
"You tried to cause us so much pain and horror when we were younger but now we return that to you. You never realised how much you hurt us all and how much we would never forgive you. Rot in your own self created hell when you get there!" said the blond boy, stepping away from the other two and without warning punched James squarely on the jaw, knocking him out.
"You know, he scared me too much, brother" said the girl, handing the gun over to the red haired boy and quickly moving over to side a look of concern taking over her face.
"He scared us all Cady" said the blond, carefully checking James before looking up, "It won't be long until the Police get here...you two better go and get them out of the water"
John held his mothers hand, praying that she would be okay.
James had never planned to meet them at the designated place...he had always planned to kill Phil and now it was a race against time. It had taken almost three hours to locate the flat where James lived but when they had got there it was long deserted.
Fear and panic had over taken them until the call.
No one quite understood how or why it happened but just as they were about to give up on ever finding James before Phil's body someone had called John's mobile.
The conversation had been quick, and whoever was calling was in a rush to get somewhere but they wouldn't say who they were.
The information that had been given was invaluable, they knew exactly where Phil was and how she was doing. But now time was running out and they had to get to the bridge as fast as they could or she would be dead before they could get there.
Scott looked at his younger brother from the other side of their mother and gently took hold of his other hand, "We're gonna get there, little brother. I promise" his voice was just bordering on fear but hope still lingered there and right now John needed that hope to cling onto.
Rydal clutched the limp form of Phil, tears falling down his face and his voice croaked. He knew that his death was close to hand and he didn't want to die not knowing if the child in his arms was gone or not.
Suddenly two pairs of hands grabbed hold of his shoulders and pulled him out of the water – or were they pushing him? It was impossible to tell, his mind was numbing down.
Blearily he looked at the two figures as they tried their hardest to warm him up, "Phil!" he managed to choke out.
"She's alright...she's sick at the moment Rydal but she will be okay. I promise you that" said a male voice but his vision was too blurred to really work out who the person was.
There was a faint recollection in his brain about knowing the voice but he was unable to focus his attentions.
"Go! Cady! Time to move!" came a third voice from somewhere behind Rydal.
"We can't leave them here! Not like this Al!" shot the male voice again.
"We have to! We can't change the way things went...they'll be here in two..." the female voice sucked in air and shuddered, "...minuets and we aren't here. We have to go now!"
"What's wrong Cady?" asked the third voice, concern heavily lining it.
"I'm freezing...we've got to" she started before the male voice from before moved towards her, "Okay, little sis. Al we're linking now"
A soft blue glow with white sparks rose just out of Rydal's sight and as he turned he could see the three figures and in that instant he knew exactly who they were but the next second they were gone.
"Thank you" he whispered before turning back to look on the figure of Phil.
She was lying on her side, as if lost in the folds of a deep sleep. Slowly Rydal rolled over and tried to pull her into his body to keep her warm, but a strong white blanket was already over her. "Stay alive Phil" he murmured.
The medics had wrapped both Phil and Rydal tightly in foil and were slowly warming them up.
Lucille stared at the sleeping figure of her daughter and let tears flow, she had never dreamed that anything like this would happen to any of her children. One of the medics gently placed a hand on her shoulder, "It's okay, she's just sleeping at the moment. We'll get her warmed up and then let her wake up herself"
John saw the look in his mother's eyes and knew what she was thinking, he sighed and wondered if this was what his dad had felt like when their Lucille died.
He stopped and realised that he was missing his real home but after what had just happened...he didn't know what was right anymore.
"John?" called a voice from his right and slowly he turned to face it.
Rydal Kyran looked at him with tears in his eyes and worry in his face, John never thought that he would see such an expression in the face of a criminal mastermind.
"John...I know I've done things which I shouldn't have and I know that you won't trust me in my words to you right now. But your sister will survive this...she has a very long future ahead of her. I know that you want to return to your time but you have to find that path home yourself. Choose the time rightly though and make sure you say goodbye to her before you go" his voice was inside John's head and he found himself standing right in front of the man, "I will do all in my power to protect her in the future. I renounce all I once stood for...she will come to protect John I can guarantee that you will see her once again"
A.N There you go – hope you enjoyed it and I'll get the last bits written as quickly as I can
For the time being though Review