Stronger Than Ever
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Full House or any of it's characters, and I never will.
Chapter Six: Watch Out For Superman!
A/N: This chapter will be a little on the scary side. So if you don't like scary stuff, you don't have to read this chapter. But if you do, remember to review!
A week had passed, and they had still not caught Kent. Becky and I were starting to get worried. We had filled Joey in on what was going on, but we didn't want to tell the kids because we didn't want to worry them. But after the events of the night before, when Becky and I were again by ourselves, we figured we kinda had to.
If you can believe this, I had never learned to play checkers. So Becky, who still wasn't totally on her feet, but come on, it had only been three weeks, well, she taught me how to play. But she kicked my butt again and again, and it wasn't fun for me, until I finally won. Becky claimed she let me win, but I didn't buy it. Especially after I started to kick herbutt again and again.
"Either I'm a fast learner, or you're still 'letting me win,'" I said.
"Ha, ha," she said.
"So you admit it! You're not letting me win! I'm winnin' by myself!"
"I didn't say that, Jess," said Becky, with a big smile on her face. Just then, the power went out.
"What's with that?" I asked. "It's not storming or anything."
"Maybe someone accidently crashed into a power line or something like that," Becky responded.
"I have a bad feeling about this," I said. "So, now what?"
"Uh," Becky said, deep in thought. "Maybe we, uh, find some candles!"
"Good idea."
We got some candles and lit them. I still had a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, but that was starting to subside. Just when it was almost gone, and Becky and I had almost fallen asleep on the couch, when I heard our back door slam. I opened my eyes, but then I realized what happened last week with the door. I almost sent Danny flying into next week, so I closed my eyes again. Then someone opened the kitchen door, and I looked up into the darkness.
"Danny," I whispered, "is that you?"
No answer. I nudged Becky awake. "What's going on?" she whispered in my ear.
"I think we have a visitor, if you know what I mean," I whispered back. I stood up, leaving Becky on the couch. I eased my way over to the front door and grabbing the umbrella that I almost hit Danny with just a week before. I eased my way over to a shadowy figure standing behind our couch. I saw his arms raised above Becky's head. He started to bringwhateverwas in his hand down on her head.
He missed.
Thank god.
He could have killed her.
I took the opportunity to grab the thing. It was a baseball bat. I fumbled around in the dark, and I found a flashlight. I turned it on, and you'll never guess what I saw.
Okay, maybe you can.
A/N: Sorry it's short, and it's not as scary as it was going to be at first,but I felt like leaving a cliffhangar right there. I know, it's pretty obvious what Jesse saw, but please, review anyway.
