CHAPTER TWO: MICAH'S OFFER

Luckily, Donovan was able to keep up with Kira. Kira didn't see any sign of her brother or the other two kids when she got into the house. Right away, she got a bad feeling. "Stay back, but don't go outside," she told the others, "Tommy, guns. Get the guns out of the case over there. We'll need three."

Tommy didn't hesitate. He grabbed three shot guns Kira had modified by sawing them off. "What's wrong, Kira?" Fallon asked, as Tommy gave her, and Kira a gun.

"Someone's been here," she told Fallon.

"What are you, psychic now?" Jenna asked.

"As a matter of fact... no. I just have a bad feeling. Micah! Micah, roll that motorized wheel chair in here!"

There was no answer. Kira glanced at the other two, worried. "Micah!" shouted Fallon.

"Stay with them. If you see anything move, shoot it," Kira told them, "Don't leave them alone. They wouldn't know how to handle themselves."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Donovan glared.

"Do as I say. And please, be careful," Kira said, then slowly walked into the living room.

She didn't see any sign of her brother. She was beyond worried, and was praying that nothing happened to him while she was gone. She was about to open the door to the back yard, when it opened from the other side. Kira thought fast, putting her gun in the intruder's face, and cocking the shot gun. "Move, I dare you!" she shouted.

"Kira, it's Nathan!"

Kira glared at him, "No wonder I got a bad feeling!You littlegit,why are you here!"

"I came to talk to Micah! He's out here! Safe and sound, I promise! So is Chasity, and Jake!"

"Why are you here?"

"The actors! I came to tell him about the actors staying in the hotel! I left as soon as they checked in!"

"Are they the only ones you've told? Micah, Chasity, and Jake?"

"Yes, I swear it! Don't kill me!"

Kira lowered her gun, "I'm not going to kill you. I should, but I'm not. Move!"

Nathan moved out of her way, and she walked outside. She smiled when she seen her brother waving at her. She waved back, having the heavy weight lifted off of her heart.

"So, you four are the famous actors?" Micah asked, sipping a cup of coffee.

"You've heard of us?" Jenna asked, flashing him a movie star smile.

"Only just this morning. What are you people thinking?" Micah asked, shaking his head.

"How did you lose your legs, if you don't mind me asking?" Randie asked, smiling friendlily at Micah.

"I was posessed. He got what he wanted from me, then he left my body as soon as a piece of machinery started to chew my legs off. Fate was kind to me that day. The machine blew up before it could swollow me whole. I suffered some burns, and lost my legs, but I didn't die... like he hoped I would."

"Who's he?" Randie asked.

"He Who Walks Behind The Rows, or Gabriel. Depending on which form he's in. He's why you have to leave. He's why you can't shoot your movie here. He will kill you. He has no remorse, or feelings. He has nothing evil, and hate to fill him. If you stay, you will all die."

"We can't leave. We're meeting producers, and directors tomorrow. If we leave it'll be like career suicide," Randie told him, "I believe you. I'm scared out of my mind..."

"No, you're just out of your mind," Jenna smirked, "I for one, don't believe you. This is crazy! You're just trying to scare us. This is your little idea of a sick joke, so you can get some recognition. Well, jokes over, because we are not leaving. You little country bumpkins can just live in your little world where demons are taking over, and we'll go back to reality."

"No, you're going to go out there and die," Tommy sneered, "We didn't expect your kind to believe us, or understand. She's the only sane one out of all of you!" he said, pointing to Randie, "The rest of you can go to..."

"Tommy," Kira sighed, agravated, "Believe what you want, I don't really care any more. We warned them, Micah. That's what you wanted. That's all we can do. If they choose not to believe us, then... we can't do anything else."

"At least stay here with us," Micah said, surprising even Kira, "If you're going to stay, stay here. That way, you'll be safe."

"What! We cannot babysit them!" Kira exclaimed.

"Kira, we can't let them just go out there and die!" Micah shouted at her, "Stay here. Please."

"I will," Randie said, "No way I'm going back... out there. You guys know what you're dealing with. I don't."

"Oh, my God," Jenna laughed, "No, way. I am not staying here! No way!"

Donovan didn't say anything. He just kept stealing glaces at Kira. "I'm not staying here, either. I'm sorry, but... demons taking over the world? It's a bit too much," Oliver sighed, "I'm not saying your crazy, though. I just... don't know."

Kira smirked, "See, Micah. You try to be nice to them, and they spit your face."

Kira got up, and went outside. To Micah's amazement, Donovan followed her out. She was sitting in a lawn chair, staring out at the corn field. He took a seat beside of her. "It's pretty out there, when the sun goes down, I bet. I want to see a sunset out here."

"What are you doing out here?"

"You really believe something evil lives out there, don't you," Donovan asked.

"I know something evil lives out there. I don't care if you people believe me or not."

"What's with this bloody you people bit? I live in L.A., by the way, but I'm from England."

"Okay."

"I'm staying here. I like it here. It's cleaner than that motel anyway. Besides... I'd like to get to know the woman behind the tough exterior a bit better. I mean you," he grinned.

"Stay. Do what ever you like. Don't expect me, my brother, or the kids to cater to you."

"I don't. Is that really the image you've got of me?"

"I don't have an image of you at all. I don't judge people, unless they give me a reason to. You don't believe what we're saying, and we're trying to do is protect you, and..."

"Whoa, whoa! I'm staying here, aren't I?"

"You believe us?"

"Like I said... I'm staying here. I'm sure the sunset is beautiful here. Can we watch it sometime?"

She stared at him in confusion, and amazement. He and Randie were much different from the other two, but Randie and Donovan were different from each other. Randie had come right out and said she believed what they were saying. Donovan didn't come right out and say it, but Kira got the feeling he believed her and the others. Either that, or he had a crush on the sunset enough that he was staying. She smiled, "Welcome to hotel Balding."

He smiled back, "Thank you. Do I get little chocolates on my pillow?"

"Sure. You like M&M's?"

He laughed.