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Chapter 2: Attacked

"Tyson! That piece was mine!" Kenny whined as Tyson grabbed the piece of steak that was on the chief's plate.

"But I'm hungry!" Tyson whined as he swallowed the steak. "And Hilary won't let me near the buffet table! And I'm not going near her with that spatula in her hand!"

"Thank you Hilary" Kenny muttered under his breath as he walked over to the grill where his dad was cooking all sorts of things.

"Chief!" Max said coming up to him smiling. "Your dad is the best! He's a great cook!"

"Thanks Max" Kenny said smiling before focusing on the grill.

"You feel ok Kenny?" Max asked his smiling fading slightly.

Kenny didn't say anything but just took the food that his dad handed him and walked away with Max trailing behind. They sat down under a tree and watched Tyson and Hilary start their usual argument about some unnecessary thing.

"I just feel bad" Kenny said suddenly.

Max was surprised. "About what chief?"

"About not telling Tyson" Kenny said. "After we told Hilary"

Max looked away also feeling the guilt build up in his stomach.

"We'll tell him before we go" he promised.

Kenny didn't say anything just nodded.

"Tyson?"

"What is it Hilary?" the bluette asked.

Hilary looked over her should to see if anyone was looking.

"I need to tell you something" she said picking up his hand gently. "Please…come with me"

"Hilary, what-?" Tyson's question was cut short as Hilary dragged him away from the party.

They didn't speak as they walked along road until they came to the beach. Finally they stopped and Hilary let go of Tyson's hand and turned to face him.

"Tyson" she said in a determined voice. "I have something to confess"

"What is it?" Tyson asked surprised. "You can tell me, we're together now. You can tell me anything"

"Tyson, that's just it!" Mariah said looking away. "That's just it"

"What?" Tyson said having a sinking feeling enter his stomach. "What is it Hilary?"

"Tyson…I … I … I don't love you anymore" Mariah said as tears fell silently down her face. "You were right; it was only a sisterly love that I felt for you. But I thought… I thought it was more than that…but…now…"

Tyson smiled sadly. "I knew that this would happen. And I understand"

"Tyson?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you still be there for me?"

"Forever and always little sister"

Hilary smiled and Tyson took her hand.

"We should head back" he said gently. "I really don't need Kenny to start shouting us or where we've been"

"Really" Hilary giggled.

Suddenly, a dagger whizzed past them, narrowly missing Tyson's face. Tyson instinctually pulled Hilary behind him.

"Who's there?" he demanded.

"Now, now children" said a voice out of no where. "Don't be mad"

"You just threw a dagger that almost hit my face you ass!" Tyson shouted. "Why wouldn't I be mad!"

"If you shout too much, you'll attract attention" said the voice still not letting them know where it was coming from. "And I need this to be a secret"

"Show yourself!" Hilary shouted.

There was a low chuckle and a man where a black cloak that covered most of his features stepped out of a bunch of bushes.

"Who are you?" Tyson asked again.

"None of your concern" the man snarled. "I'm here on the orders of an important man whose life you destroyed!"

"What?" Tyson said totally confused. "What are you talking about? I never ruined anyone's-"

Tyson stopped in mid sentence. His eyes widened with recognition and fear.

"Boris?"

Boris chuckled. "So you figured it out"

"What the hell are you doing here Boris!" Tyson shouted. "You went to jail, along with Voltaire!"

"Simple, we broke out" Boris said calmly. "And now we're getting our revenge"

"Hilary" Tyson muttered quietly so only Hilary could hear him. "I want you to run and get everyone. Run as fast as you can"

"But Tyson" Hilary protested. "I can't just-"

"Go!"

Hilary ran as fast as she could without looking back. Boris saw her run and chased after her. Tyson tackled him. Boris punched him in the stomach and forced the boy off him. He grabbed a gun from under his cloaked and aimed.

"No!" Tyson gasped out as he heard the gun go off.

He looked up to see Hilary jump in the air and crumble to the ground.

"NO!" he shouted standing up and rushing Boris. "You basterd!"

Boris just smirked and held up the gun. Tyson skidded to a halt. He glared the man with untold disgust and hatred.

"Do you feel pain?" he asked smirking, still holding the gun walking up to Tyson. "Do you feel that empty feeling inside you?"

"Go to hell Boris!" Tyson spat.

Boris chuckled. "Don't worry, she's not dead. I'm not that stupid, besides I want her to tell the others what happened. It'll be a lot easier this way"

"What the hell do you want Boris?" Tyson demanded. Not taking his eyes off the gun that was currently pointed his heart.

"It's not what I want, but more of what Voltaire wants" Boris said as a black pulled up beside them. "And he wants revenge for what you brats did to him"

Before Tyson could say another word, a tall man with sunglasses whacked him hard on the back of the head. He then grabbed the unconscious boy by his collar and shoved him into the car and then drove off just as Hilary was regaining conscious.

"Tyson?" she whispered before feeling a sharp pain explode from her shoulder. "Augh! What? Where is Tyson?"

She weakly lifted her head to see a black car drive off before losing conscious.

'Oh god help me'

SSCC- Oh that drama! anyways review or i won't unpdate!