Runaways
Hi again, thx to all the people who reviewed. And yes, this is the 3rd chapter if you're not paying attention. So...
Chapter 3: Night
It was 9:30 p.m. Mark had the TV in his room on, but wasn't paying any attention whatsoever to the show.
He was thinking about what had happened this morning when he woke up. Discovering he wasn't in the cabin was a surprise; discovering he wasn't human was a downright shock. He'd stayed in his room until he was bored, and had gone down into the hotel lobby. He'd found Melody and Amy playing a card game named Diamonds. They asked him if he'd seen Darren anywhere. He hadn't.
If the three of them handled the switch from human to, well, whatever animal-like things they were now very well, then Darren had definitely had the worst reaction.
Darren had had a meltdown, locking himself in his room, not coming out, or letting anyone in. Not even the room service person who came by. He still hadn't come out.
Mark got up, turned the TV off. He was going to check if any of his stuff that he'd packed had disappeared.
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Meanwhile, in an alley near the hotel, a van was parked. A figure slipped out of the back doors, and started climbing a water pipe to the top of the building.
Now that he was on the roof of an adjacent building, Sly took out him binocucom and listened as Bentley told him where their target was.
"Sly, we're after a priceless Ming vase that was stolen from a local art gallery. The guy who wanted it is called The Hunter. He's a drug lord from the U.S.A."
"Alright, what room is he in?"
"I've narrowed it down to two rooms: room 317 and room 328. Search them both really well, Sly, it could be hidden anywhere."
"Does he have any security in there?"
"Umm... I believe he has the security guards on that floor on the payroll. Be careful, they're probably going to have more firepower with them then usual."
"Thanks. I'll call if anything happens." Sly put the binocucom away, and started for the hotel's front sign, which had several insulated power lines leading up the side.
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Mark was looking through his backpack to see if anything had disappeared. So far, everything was there. Clothes, CDs, CD player, toothbrush... Then his hand hit something metal. He frowned.
I didn't pack anything metal...
He brought out whatever the thing was. It was a gun. It looked like a double-barreled pistol.
What the hell... Mark was confused. Where did this come from?
Then he heard the window slid open. He ducked into the closet, leaving it slightly open, so he could see out.
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Sly came in through the window of room 317. It looked like a teenager's room, judging from the backpack lying on the floor.
This isn't the right one, thought Sly. The Hunter, or whatever his name was, had a reputation of being very... extravagant.
Sly headed for the door to the hallway.
Mark saw a shadow pass the closet door. He opened it quietly, and walked out. There was a raccoon in a burglar outfit opening the hall door. He snuck up behind the figure and whispered, "Boo."
Sly jumped about a meter into the air. There was someone unknown behind him. He span around, aiming the cane where he guessed the guy's midriff was.
Mark slid backwards, the cane missing him by a millimeter. He raised the gun, which he knew was empty. "Who're you?"
Sly froze. He was at point-blank range; a bullet would find it's mark if the guy shot the pistol.
Mark asked again, "Who are you?"
Sly decided to tell this kid; he still had the gun pointed at him. "The name's Sly Cooper. Your name?"
"Mark Hamilton. What'd you take?"
"Nothing. I was going to someone else's room."
Mark relaxed a little, lowered the gun. "Who's?"
"A drug lord's, named The Hunter."
Mark had heard of this guy before. He had been in the news a week before he ran away. And he'd recognized him in the lobby, surrounded with guards. "Room 328."
Sly vanished down the hall.
That was weird. Mark closed his door. He could still hear Darren mumbling to himself in his room through the thin walls.
Sorry people, this chapter would've been up yesterday, but my internet was screwed up. REVIEW!
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