Chapter 19- Ed's story.

Ed Mercy walked through an alleyway, and stood back against a wall. He was tired, but soon it would all be over. Ed was a vital part in D's plan. He cast his mind back to when he met to Captain D…

Ed Mercy was a petty thief; he worked at a bank; and was slowly siphoning money out of different accounts. Ed hoped to make a lot of money, and then flee the country as fast as possible. It should have taken him about two and a half years to make enough money, and then he would live a great lifestyle forever. He had no family, so it was easy for him to leave and begin a new existence. Ed was working at his cubicle, when he received an email telling him to go outside to an alleyway in one hour. Ed was curious, and decided to go out into the alleyway.

One hour later Ed Mercy walked into the alleyway, and saw a teenager standing in the darkness. He squinted, and saw that the adolescent was wearing amask. Ed walked towards the figure, and tapped him on the shoulder gently. The boy raised his head, and kicked Ed in the stomach. The middle-aged banker was sent flying into a bin, and struggled upwards slowly.

"Don't tap me." The stranger muttered, as he walked towards the thief slowly, malice in his eyes.

"What do you want?" Ed stuttered, as he began to walk away.

"Don't move, or I will kill you." The boy said casually.

"What do you want me for?" Ed was staying deadly still.

"We need your help Ed Mercy."

"What for?"

"You have great talents Ed, talents we could use in our plan. We know you have access to certain recordings, such as security tapes from areas. We need you to fabricate recordings to incriminate Sheen Estevez, or we could kill you now. It's that simple, take your time." The captain stood back against the wall, and he pulled out a gun.

"What do you have against Estevez?"

"That's nothing to do with you, just do the job. Unless you've grown tired of life, in that case refuse our offer."

"They'll find out that you killed me." Ed stated simply.

"You don't know who I am yourself."

"How can you be sure?"

"I just know, you know what age I am. But nothing more. Besides I think you will do the job."

"And why?"

"You will be paid two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, and will be paid more in later time."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?" The banker was astounded.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand."

"What do I do first?" And Captain D explained what events Ed would put into motion…

Ed had forged the recordings of Sheen with weapons, and fed them into the school database. He had then deleted the original recordings. He had also been responsible for funding Mr Hunt's holiday enterprise, and he had also made sure Captain D and The General were able to bring their armies into Retroville secretly. The Retroville bank was the biggest company in the small town, and was responsible for everything. This made it easy for Ed to have access to just about anything, which allowed his master to complete his dark plans without to much trouble.

Sheen walked towards the lab quickly, he did not particularly want to been seen. He happened to know that Jimmy was fighting Eustace at the moment, and had decided to take his opportunity to investigate the events that were taking place. Sheen stared at the lab door, its security system would be sure to reject him. So Sheen had to find a more custom method of entering the lab, so he returned to the backyard. Sheen picked up a brick, and threw it through the clubhouse window. Sheen climbed through the window, and was greeted by a growling Goddard.

"Goddard calm down! Its me Sheen." Goddard's screen appeared, and words began to type across it.

"You traitor." Sheen shook his head.

"I'm not a traitor, I've been framed."

"By who?"

"I don't know, all I know is that I have been framed."

"And if I don't believe you?" Goddard activated a laser, and pointed it straight at Sheen. A bead of sweat appeared on Sheen's forehead, Goddard wouldn't shoot him would he?

"Goddard I've been framed, please help me." Sheen begged, the mechanical dog considered it for a second; and retracted the laser.

"I believe you, now what do you need?" Sheen smiled, and then he quickly grew serious again.

"I need access to Jimmy's computer, and personnel records for employees of Retroville Bank." Goddard quickly complied with the boy's commands, and logged him on to the Internet.

Sheen began to trawl through records of people who worked at the bank, until he found one that looked very promising. The man's name was Grant Edwards, and he had a criminal record. Sheen stared at the picture, Grant was middle-aged; his hair was dark brown, his eyes a shallow pale blue, and the face itself dark and tired. This was a man who was put through a lot of pressure, a man who had been in prison for a year, a man who may have framed Sheen for joining Eustace's side.

"Don't tell Jimmy I was here." Sheen told the dog, and he left to have a confrontation with Grant Edwards.

Sheen walked into the street where Edwards lived, and headed for the criminal's apartment. It was a nice place from the outside, quite spacious, with double glazed windows and doors. Sheen tried the door, and surprised to discover it was open. A sense of dread filled Sheen, maybe Edwards was expecting him. The teenager walked into the living room, and spotted a folder with his name on a table. Sheen picked up the item, and scanned through the contents of the text. Everything was there, how Sheen had been framed, why he had been framed, if he gave this folder to Jimmy it would completely clear him.

Sheen suddenly went to try the bedroom door, he didn't know why; he just did. A horrifying site met the teenager's eyes, Grant Edwards lying on the bed; a bullet hold between his eyes. Suddenly everything became clear to Sheen; Grant had been set up. The real person behind all of this had killed the banker, and was using his home as a base. Sheen suddenly noticed a glass of lemonade by the bedside table, it was still fresh. The real killer was still in the apartment…

Ed crept up on Sheen effortlessly, and he put his hands around the boy's mouth and nose. Sheen didn't even have time to cry out before he fell unconscious. Ed picked up the folder, and decided to take it with him. Sheen lay on the floor the entire time. Completely out cold…