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?

7. Chapter 7

NOIR

by JadedFaye

EARLIER

Poverty smelled of alcohol on the withered looking parisian man. He was in his forties, missing most of his teeth, and he'd been wearing the same set of clothes for days. There was however...one new addition.

"WHERE IS HE?"

Allan slammed the disheveled figure into the stone wall of the alley. A storm of words, all in french, rushed from the stranger's mouth. Allan understood French well enough to know that what the man was saying. It was neither pleasent, nor helpful. "Mr. Quartermain, calm yourself! He can't understood a word you're saying!" Mina hissed. Allan glared at her. "Perhaps then Ms. Harker, YOU would prefer to interrogate our friend. And you could CALMLY ask him WHERE he got his new coat... or from WHOM!"

His grip on the man released, the stranger crumpled to the ground.

"Why don't I try to reason with him. I know a little french." Dr. Jekyll's nervous voice floated quietly into the conversation. He had surmised by the exhanging glares between Quartermain and Ms. Harker that neither would accomplish their task very quickly. Jekyll extended his hand, and helped the now confused man to his feet. His fingers felt like gravel in the doctors grip, and it struck him full of sadness and pity for the nameless fellow who just happened to be wearing his friend's coat.

Still pressed against the wall of the alley, the stranger surveyed the small group that had gathered around him. His eyes were wide, afraid, uncertain, and untrusting. Dr. Jekyll cleared his throat. And began to speak slowly, timidly in french. The stranger responded animatedly. The Doctor's eyes were downcast, he nodded, hand to his chin. He spoke more urgently this time, pressing the man. This time the response grew even more animated, and the stranger, frustrated, pushed the doctor. His eyes revealed that he knew this was a mistake, but there were mere seconds between that moment and the reaction of the Doctor who seized him and in a bellowing voice, not his own screamed at the man "WHERE IS HE!"

It was the voice of Edward Hyde.