The boy's mind snapped back into place, as he stared terrified at Raven. He
looked around quickly, hoping someone would come to his rescue, but no one
came. No one had even stopped what they where doing when he had shot Reese.
No one had even looked at her body or tried to help her never mind him. The
boy took a deep, heavy breath and pushed back through the crowd. Raven
walked slowly, like a hunter tracking his prey. His eyes darted to the
large boots that ran through the crowd.
He stopped and looked around back to Reese. He scanned down her body. From the shot wound on her thigh to the smile on her face. He stood, staring at that smile. He tightened his eyes, trying to fight back as hot water began to form in the back of his eyes. He had never felt like this in years, not even after seeing someone he had killed. He had put that smile on her face. He shook his head trying to put every thing out of his mind and turned back to glare where the boy had been. He began to run fast after the boots. Quickly shoving people out of his way as he went, cursing under his breath. He stood in an alleyway. He saw the tail end of the boots run into a pub. Raven growled and followed. He slowly opened the doors and walked inside.
"Haha, haha!" came a familiar voice from the near corner.
Raven looked with the corner of his eye.
"Flyhight," he whispered.
Van was sitting in the corner, laughing as Thomas joked about the new recruits in the base and Fiona sat quite happily adding more salt to her Cola. They obviously hadn't seen him, as they didn't glare. That was good enough of them; he didn't want the any members of The Guardian Force interfering with his plans -- even if it was Van. Raven turned his gaze back to the boy running up a flight of stairs. Raven grabbed his gun and took aim from his position.
"VAN!" Fiona gasped as she noticed Raven-standing meters away from them. She grabbed Van's shoulder and swung him round to face raven.
"What's Raven doing here?" Van gaped at the thin, mop-headed figure. Fiona looked concerned as Thomas caught on.
"THE BOY, VAN!" Thomas yelled.
Van clicked and glanced at the boy running at the top of the stairs.
Raven heard Thomas's call to Van. "He's not getting this one," he muttered, pulling the trigger. Van jumped up.
"RAVEN! NO!"
He dived at Raven, knocking the shot off balance, making it hit the ceiling and throwing the gun from Raven's hands. The boy stopped at the top of the landing to look at what happened down below.
Van pinned Raven to the ground. "You are being arrested by the Guardian Force!" he yelled.
"Shut up, Flyhight!" Raven yelled back. He punched upwards, knocking Van's chin and kicking him in the stomach. Raven flung Van off him while he was still stunned. Raven made a grab for the gun.
Fiona's face turned to stone. "Thomas! The gun!"
Thomas took his turn to dive at Raven. Grabbing Raven's back and pulling him up trying to restrain him.
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say--" He was cut off as Raven slammed his gun into the side of Thomas's head.
"Power off!" he smirked.
Thomas fell to the ground out cold. Van pulled him self up from the ground and wiped blood from his mouth and made a movement to catch raven off guard. Raven swung round before Van could react and pointed the gun at him.
"Don't move, Flyhight!" he yelled.
He stopped and looked around back to Reese. He scanned down her body. From the shot wound on her thigh to the smile on her face. He stood, staring at that smile. He tightened his eyes, trying to fight back as hot water began to form in the back of his eyes. He had never felt like this in years, not even after seeing someone he had killed. He had put that smile on her face. He shook his head trying to put every thing out of his mind and turned back to glare where the boy had been. He began to run fast after the boots. Quickly shoving people out of his way as he went, cursing under his breath. He stood in an alleyway. He saw the tail end of the boots run into a pub. Raven growled and followed. He slowly opened the doors and walked inside.
"Haha, haha!" came a familiar voice from the near corner.
Raven looked with the corner of his eye.
"Flyhight," he whispered.
Van was sitting in the corner, laughing as Thomas joked about the new recruits in the base and Fiona sat quite happily adding more salt to her Cola. They obviously hadn't seen him, as they didn't glare. That was good enough of them; he didn't want the any members of The Guardian Force interfering with his plans -- even if it was Van. Raven turned his gaze back to the boy running up a flight of stairs. Raven grabbed his gun and took aim from his position.
"VAN!" Fiona gasped as she noticed Raven-standing meters away from them. She grabbed Van's shoulder and swung him round to face raven.
"What's Raven doing here?" Van gaped at the thin, mop-headed figure. Fiona looked concerned as Thomas caught on.
"THE BOY, VAN!" Thomas yelled.
Van clicked and glanced at the boy running at the top of the stairs.
Raven heard Thomas's call to Van. "He's not getting this one," he muttered, pulling the trigger. Van jumped up.
"RAVEN! NO!"
He dived at Raven, knocking the shot off balance, making it hit the ceiling and throwing the gun from Raven's hands. The boy stopped at the top of the landing to look at what happened down below.
Van pinned Raven to the ground. "You are being arrested by the Guardian Force!" he yelled.
"Shut up, Flyhight!" Raven yelled back. He punched upwards, knocking Van's chin and kicking him in the stomach. Raven flung Van off him while he was still stunned. Raven made a grab for the gun.
Fiona's face turned to stone. "Thomas! The gun!"
Thomas took his turn to dive at Raven. Grabbing Raven's back and pulling him up trying to restrain him.
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say--" He was cut off as Raven slammed his gun into the side of Thomas's head.
"Power off!" he smirked.
Thomas fell to the ground out cold. Van pulled him self up from the ground and wiped blood from his mouth and made a movement to catch raven off guard. Raven swung round before Van could react and pointed the gun at him.
"Don't move, Flyhight!" he yelled.