Noir

by JadedFaye

CHAPS 7,8,9 ADDED. The end is in sight. I have a plan! Mwahahah! The key to immortality lies in Allan Quartermain,who cannot die. But has a madman already destroyed his best shot at the hunter during a confrontation with an American Secret Service Agent?

6. Chapter 6

Noir

Jaded Faye

Thomas Sawyer never touched the ground a second time.

His ragged body hung in the air as if being raised from the grave by which he stood. An invisible man, a living ghost was holding him up while another ghost, this one clearly visible, this one having truly died, made his way toward them in this beautiful city's lot for the dead.

Allan was running as soon as the boy was falling. His eyes barely seeing through rush of water, hearing nothing but the thunder hat seemed to echo his own heartbeat, and feeling nothing but the fear that he had somehow arrived late. Terribly late. He reached them mere seconds after the young man had first faltered. "Skinner!" he was swallowing water as he shouted. "What's happened to him!" He was taking over, seizing the abused body of the young agent from invisible arms.

"We can't have him floating through the streets." He later explained.

Now he was crouching resting Sawyer against his chest, weathered old hand, more abused by time than even this boy touching the spectar-white cheek, where the color red seemed to have sliced into the flesh. " Come back lad!" He urged instinctively wanting to shake him but knowing better, just by looking at him.