Chapter 5
We got into the submarine with several people who knew how to work it. Granted I'm an assassin and a doctor, however the only things I really know how to use are implements used for cutting open human flesh and a plane. I learned how to fly a plane several years ago staying with my father at his time share in Germany. It was fun untill he tried to teach me archery, sadly it led to an accident that now has my father in fear of long range projectiles. Can't blame him really.
We sat idly waiting for our departure, but due to Johnny's little show, we have to wait a while before leaving, setting us back almost an hour for our mission. Eddy sat on top a random desk with his legs crossed sulking while Ed balanced a stick of dynamite on his head that Johnny gave him before being called in by our superiors. Lord know they'll have a hard time trying to get through to him.
Edd: Gentlemen, I'll be back.
Eddy: Whatever.
Ed: Bye Double Dee!
I smiled at them and walked away back to my office. I walked down the quiet corridors thinking to myself about patients that might come to my office located not too far from my flat. Jerome Haynes is due for another visit sometime next week for another checkup on his ears. Annabeth Moores is almost eight months pregnant and she has problems with her eating habits, granted her eating habits are to be off due to her pregnancy but I don't think eating trees is healthy for her or the baby. Upon reaching my office I see a shadowed figure walking about. I press my back to the wall and pull out my gun from the back of my pants. Stating that I am, and will forever be, a pacifist my gun is not loaded with bullets but rather loaded with tranquilizing darts. I made the stunning liquid myself, it's can knock out even whale for thirty-two hours straight.
I peer over to look in the glass only to be met with the barrel of a gun through the glass. I fell back on the floor before the person had a chance to shoot. Glass went flying all over, some even penetrating my pant legs and cutting my flesh. I shielded enough of myself so I only got minor injuries, but they still hurt like hell. A term I hardly ever use when in reference to pain. A loud blaring alarm sounded throughout the base. When I looked up everything was dark with a slow flashing red light. I saw the shooter move closer to me in the flashing red lights. What are they here for? Why are they in my office? If their here, am I a target?
Voice: Nice to see you again kid.
That voice...no...no, no, NO, NO! Why is HE here of all places!? How did he even find this place?! He stood over top of me, with his grey eyes looking down upon me. They haunted me the first time we met when I was a kid. They hurt me in every way possible. He knelt down to my injured leg that I was gripping.
Voice: Looks like this poor little kitten hurt its' leg...
He saw glass shard protruding out of my left calf and pressed it down in my leg. I let out a blood curdling scream from the pain with tears falling from my eyes. He had gotten tired of it and placed his hand over my mouth. He came closer to my face. His grey eyes were killing me from the outside in. If this were a way to die, then this would be the second time that I've been subjected to it.
Voice: Hush now my pet, I don't want your little friends spoiling anything, yet.
He lowered his hand from my mouth. The demand that he made was now unnecessary, I couldn't find the words to tell him or eve to scream. The only thing I could do was let out small whimpers of pain and fear.
Voice: Send a message on to you superiors for me...nod.
I did as told, with hesitance.
Voice: Good, tell them B.B has resurfaced, and to be on the look out for us.
He came closer to my ear and whispered the most vulgar words ever. I dare not to repeat them or to even think them. His hot muggy breath that smelled of alcohol burned my nose as he pulled away and stood. The lights kept flashing showing half his murderous appearance in red light. I heard thousands of feet hitting the marble floor running towards my office. I looked down the hall on my left were I came from to see the shadows of the workers here in the organization. When I turned my head back, he was gone. I felt the corners of my eyes go fuzzy and my head was spinning with so much fear, he was truly a nightmare come alive.
I saw my comrades and security guards flood in. Their foot steps crunched on the glass that was shattered beneath them. I saw Eddy and Ed rush to my side first and then several guards. I saw Jimmy, Sarah, Ralph, Nazz, Johnny...but no Kevin. Where was he? Why can't I see him in this sea of people? Why isn't he with me? Before I knew it, I passed out.
...3
My head feels heavy, and my leg is in so much pain. I lift my heavy lids to be blinded by white light in my face. I covered my sensitive eyes from the light and try to sit up. Upon accomplishment I look at my surrounding to see that I'm in the infirmary in the base. This room I also recognized myself with because I am the resident doctor for my comrades as well. I look down to see that my clothes have been changed into an over sized shirt...with tears and pizza stains in random places. Ed gave me his shirt. He's thoughtful little scamp but his hygiene is way below my standards and positively needs adjusting.
Edd: For Pete sakes, where did they sit my clothes? If they took them they could've at least left me a spare that I keep in my office. But I doubt that they would be allowed in there after what happened.
I saw a long grey, clean, robe and had no choice but to wear that for now. I don't think it would be appropriate to walk around half-naked. I swing my right foot over the bed, I glance at my left leg to see it wrapped up in bandages. I lifted it slightly to wince in pain and set it back down. I'm getting up, end of story. I lift my leg trying to block the pain and hang it over the edge. I grab a nearby cane and use it to distribute some of the weight so I can balance myself while I put on the robe. Once that was done, I hobbled over to the door. Upon nearing the door I heard voices that belonged to my of an assassins job is to silence ones self and listen quietly to ongoing conversation, so I stood quietly listening to my colleagues.
Nazz: How did he get past security?
Sarah: We have a crappy security team, that's how.
Jimmy: Sarah, please.
Ralph: He had to somehow drug or use some sort of method to even get past the front door.
Ed: I agree with Ralph!
Johnny: There are several holes in our security surveillance and the air ducts which I begged them to put cameras in.
They must be really worried. I only hear Johnny sound this smart when he's angry, serious or playing with his victims in their last moments.
Ed: I agree with Johnny!
I heard silence for a spilt second and then I heard a loud slap. No doubt it was Sarah slapping her older brother for agreeing with two people and giving her a headache.
Sarah: Shut it Ed! Your friends in their in a hospital bed and your out here sounding like a complete idiot.
Nazz: Sarah, quiet down, we're right outside his door.
I'm glad Nazz made a note of that. Once ignited Sarah is hard to calm. There are only several people who can do that, and I'm one of them. I could feel as though she slinked back to her original spot that was always near Jimmy.
Sarah: Sorry, I just can't believe that something like this happened, and to someone like him who has no enemies.
Ralph: Ralph cannot believe this outcome either, but it has happened and for reason too.
Nazz: Your saying he wanted Double Dee for something?
Ralph: Yes. The smart Ed boy has won many prizes with his knowledge in medicine, computer skills, carpentry and many other things Ralph finds annoying that you people have awards or.
Well, being from a primitive land as his, his thoughts are spot on. I have won many awards for my many talents. As a curious person I'm bound to the human thinking of knowing and doing everything.
Nazz: Right, but there are many things he's known for, it would be hard to pin point what he wanted him for specifically.
Jimmy: What if he didn't want him?
Knowing as they all turned their heads to Jimmy, I pondered on his question as he brought up a very good point.
Jimmy: Yeah he's known for a lot of things, mainly his medical skills, but what if that's not the case?
Sarah: What are you getting at Jimmy.
Johnny: I think I know.
Ralph: Then speak.
Johnny: Most of the time when I want something valuable I know where to get it and it's always with some guy who knows everything. But there are always people in my way. Sure, I can blow them up but what good will that do?
Speaking profoundly, he had a great point.I wonder if we are on the same track of mind.
Sarah: Get to the point dynamite for brains.
Johnny: Ok, jeez. What I'm saying is, there must be some information that he knows that's valuable. While killing him is a viable option, and a way to not leave witnesses, how will his plan begin without the key?
Ed: And the "key" is Double Dee...
Johnny: Right. Double Dee has knowledge of something legendary that could be used for good or bad. Why kill you only source of intel?
Nazz: That makes more sense, but we can't forget about any other liable options.
Jimmy: Right.
Ed: Did anybody see where Eddy went?!
Sarah: He's off talking with motor-head.
Jimmy: I thought they hated each other?
Nazz: They do.
Ralph: Kevin-boy pulled money hungry Ed-boy aside to "clear something up".
Kevin, so he was there...was he? I honestly don't know. But why even talk to Eddy; he hates him more than anything. And Eddy even agreeing to listen to him was out of character. I hobble over back to my bed and lift myself on it. I place the cane back in its original resting place and lie down as I was before. I look at the ceiling thinking about what he had said to me, "Tell them B.B has resurfaced, and to be on the look out for us". Reciting the words in my head I've deduced a number of things; one would be that there is more than just himself. Two would mean that he has something planned for him to resurface after all these years of solitude? Three, being obvious, something terrible will happen to me and my colleagues.
Ed: Double Dee?
I heard Ed's voice at my door. By the sound of it, he was still upset over my injuries.
Edd: Come in Ed.
The door creaks open and I see Ed peer his head in. His eyes were red and puffy and his cheeks were stained with tears. He opened the door fully to show everybody standing behind him. They walked in and crowded around me. Ed curled up to me on the other side of the bed. The bed was big enough for him to do this too. I petted his head as usual and saw him smile. Jimmy had a stuffed animal in his arms with a plastic stethoscope and lab coat. It was adorable to say the least.
Jimmy: Here, me and Sarah got this for you.
He handed me the bear surgeon. It was just too cute not to smile at. I looked at them both and thanked them.
Edd: Thanks you two, 'll be sure to have him in my office when children come for check-ups.
They gleamed in happiness as I sat it in my lap. Nazz walked over and handed me a bundle of flowers.
Nazz: I didn't know what to get you so I settled for the usual get well offering; flowers.
There were pink plumerias, yellow tulips and a single blue rose adorned in the plastic wrapping.
Nazz: That one blue rose represents impossible miracles.
I could hear her voice starting to crack under pressure and all the tension stationed in my room.
Edd: It's good that I'm alive an I got was an injured leg, so you've picked the right flower for me.
She looked at me with a sad smile. Ralph...what is he doing? He was walking around the room with a mobile incense burner swinging it around. The smell from it was nauseating and making us a little sick.
Sarah: Ralph, what the hell are you doing?!
Ralph: Protecting hospital room from anymore intruders.
Nazz: Dude, it smells.
Ralph: But will intruders come in to hurt Smart Ed-boy?
...He's smart.
Ralph: And it will also give intruders damaged organs.
Jimmy: But we're breathing the same air wouldn't that also hurt us?
Ralph: No, flower smelling Jimmy, it only hurts Ralph's' enemies.
I may be worried about this but I have no choice but to trust his judgement and his methods, also considering he done with his ritual and hung a shrunken goats head over the door. Hopefully I don't have nightmares from that. But that's the least of my worries. Those words he spoke to me, they made my entire body shake in fear, what possessed him to even say something like that?
Ed: Double Dee?
I looked at Ed who was next to with a pale scared look on his face.
Nazz: Dude, you're shaking are you ok?
Nazz laid her hand on mine and I shot my head to her. Everybody was staring at me with fear and worry. I looked down at myself to see that I was shaking, it wasn't just in my mind.
Johnny: There's something else that happened to you, right?
I looked at Johnny who was holding Plank at his side. He wasn't wearing his dynamite jacket. He saw right through me; he knows that he said something to me to make me feel this way. The message he gave me then that vulgar statement he said to me, that part I will write down and keep to myself.
Edd: He told me to give a message to the superiors...
Nazz: What was Double Dee?
Edd: He said, "Tell them B.B has resurfaced, and to be on the look out for us," I have a bad feeling that his resurface could only spell trouble for us.
The room was silent, and the tension was thick enough that it was a solid block of ice sitting in the room giving off its nerve halting presence. Sarah held Jimmy as he was about to cry, Nazz looked down covering her eyes with her bangs, I felt her hands clam up and shake. Ralph stood silently in the corner holding his staff. Johnny held wide eyes while Ed slept soundly on the bed. I knew this would scare them, it made me petrified just receiving the message.
Edd: Who knows what will happen in these on coming days...time will only tell of what he has planned next, or who his next target will be.
And although we all well knew that there was no other target, that I was the only target...we sat in fear letting time pass as he planned his next attack.
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