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Facing the Future.

Chapter 2.

The forest was alight with a powerful fire. In the middle of a clearing stood two warriors intent on spilling as much of the other's blood as possible. They approached each other with caution. Drew sprang upon Ron. His blade was raised over his head and in a downward motion the blade made contact with Ron's shoulder. The scream echoed through the forest as the red hot steel severed his shoulder from his body and the blood flowed forth from the wound. Walking up to his victim, Drew took a handful of Ron's blood and smeared it on his face. He raised his blade for the last time after the death blow was dealt. "I am your Alpha and Omega, Your end is NOW!" Screamed Drew as suddenly words appeared before him. GAME OVER, PLAYER TWO WINS.

"Damn Drew. You're the only one that beats me at this game each and every time." Said Ron as he unplugged the controller from the game system.

"That's just cause I'm faster than you old man." Said Drew with a smart assed smirk. He knew that Ron knew that he was joking.

"I may be old, but I still have enough in me to take you out, and bed two beautiful women." Said Ron with as much of a straight face before he busted out in a fit of laughter. Ronnie walked in on them rolling on the floor with laughter on their lips and tears in their eyes.

-0-

It was now three in the morning. Drew sat next to Ronnie, on a bench in a holding cell of the Bel Air police station. His mind still on the events that happened six hours earlier.

(flashback)

"Hey Drew, lets go out tonight. We'll hit the bar near Dad's restaurant" Said Ronnie as she finished putting on her make-up

"Sure. I'm glad that Wade put this fake ID together for me. Because it's more fun to drink with you then to sneak sips from your long island ice teas." Said Drew as he threw on his leather jacket.

-0-

Drew sat at the bar nursing his second beer while he watched Ronnie play a round of pool with a couple guys. They had a unspoken rule. If one of them was hitting on a member of the opposite sex (or in Ronnie's case, any one that caught her eye.) that they would make them selves scarce.

She was doing quite well against the guys. One of them was standing a bit too close to her. She gently nudged him out of the way. He wouldn't take the hint. Drew was up in a shot when he saw that the guy was about to strike Ronnie. Her eyes grew as big as saucers when she saw her best friend come out from no where. "Hey, if you finish what you were about to do. I won't be responsible for what I'll do to you." Said Drew in a menacing but calm voice.

"What'll you do?" Said the guy as he cocked his fist back. Drew felt the knuckles make contact with his stomach. Drew's face contorted into a maniacal grin.

"Awwww that tickles." Said Drew as he grabbed a pool cue. In a motion that was swifter than what Ronnie could see. Drew took the blunt end of the cue and drove it into the guys foot. His screaming could be heard all over the bar. But Drew's voice kept that calm yet psychotic edge. "It's only a flesh wound. I mean you're being such a baby. I didn't even hit bone, I just went through your foot. It'll heal quite well in about a month or so." Said Drew as he pulled the cue out of the guys foot. One of the guy's friends tried to jump Drew from behind, 'tried' being the word. Drew snapped around and hit the friend so hard in his face that he shattered his nose. They guy's other friends just ran. "Now I want a apology from you before you pass out from the pain." Said Drew.

"I'm sorry, I'll never strike another woman again." Said the guy in between sobs. He promptly passed out afterwards.

(end flash back.)

Ronnie had a look on her face that could kill. She was so angry at Drew. It wasn't because he had defended her, but it was because he succumbed to his evil side. For as long as she knew him, she knew that he suppressed his darker side. Being the son of an evil person, he felt that he needed to. He suppressed it for so long that it became a separate entity. Drac was what he called it. She knew that something tonight triggered it. And deep down she knew it was because of her. Her anger subsided at that. But know she had to figure out a way of of this place before her parents found out. Drew gave her the best sheepish grin that he could.

"How was I supposed to know that he was the mayor's son?" She couldn't help but snicker at that.

"Drew, what happened back there?" Said Ronnie. Drew knew exactly what she meant.

"Drac made himself known. I just couldn't stand by and watch you get hurt. I guess I took it a bit too far. But it seemed like I vanished and in my place was him." Said Drew with a deep anguish in his eyes. As he was about to say something else the door to the holding cell opened. Their stood five feet and seven inches of pissed.

"Veronica Stoppable! What the fuck?" Said Sheila.

"Drew was defending me from a bar fight when a guy was pushing himself to far on me." Said Ronnie looking more like the five year old that Sheila first met instead of the twenty two year old woman that she was.

"I took it to far." Said Drew looking more stoic by the minute..

"I'm not going to say that fighting makes it better, I should know it doesn't. But I'm glad that you were there Drew. Well Ron just made bail for the two of you. But the mayor is pressing charges so it's going to go to trial." Said Sheila with a look of disappointment on her face.

"What about GJ?" Asked Ronnie. "Are we going to be kicked out before we even start?"

"No you're still going to be apart of the training program. Kim, I mean Director Possible is going to let this slide because she got access to the security video. But Drew you're going to have to see the on staff shrink at least once a week to suppress the more violent part of your psyche." Said Sheila.

Drew just nodded, he was happy that at least he didn't end his and Ronnie's future.

-0-

Getting home was a ordeal. Ron just grinned from ear to ear. He slapped Drew on the back and said. "Good going son. I can't believe that someone would try to hurt my little Ronniewonnie. But you we're there. Next time just stay away from the pool cues." Drew just blushed at the outburst from his best friend's father. Ronnie reacted in a completely different way.

"DAD! What did I tell you about calling me that in public." Hearing her speak like that brought a smile to Drew's face.

Upon getting out of the van, Drew felt a gush of wind, he then felt her prescience. "Hey Drew. I heard you kicked ass and took names today." Said Skye as she draped a hand on his arm.

"Aren't you supposed to be asleep young lady?" Said Ron as he spoke to his youngest daughter.

"It's summer dad. And besides I'm a creature to the night." Said Skye.

"It's five am. It's now time for the sun to rise. You'll be in bed or I'm going to go Full Metal Jacket on you." Said Ron as he pointed to the metal garbage can.

"OK DADDDDDD I'll go to bed." Said Skye with a sulk. She tele ported into the house.

"As for you two. Get off to bed as well and as soon as you wake up, Director Possible wants you to call her." Said Ron

Drew and Ronnie both thought the same thing at the same time

We are so fucked!.

Author's note. Well here's another chappie for y'all. Hope you like the development I'm doing for Drew. I'm trying to throw a bit of angst into it while keeping it fun. Tell me if I'm going to dark. Thanks for reading. Please review if it strikes your fancy.

Erik