Deception

Drake still wasn't happy that I was going to take part in the war. However, when Caine raised me off the ground a couple hundred feet, threatening to drop me, Drake eventually backed down. I could tell he didn't want to back down, but he did making me think that I was simply a burden now. However, I shook those thoughts out of my head as I neared Perdido Beach.

The words
Came down the line
Just a few words
At a time
The meaning
It was Clear
There was no sign of fear
The scene
That they described
Were sad
You could have cried
The journey's
Just too long
To even
Take the ride

The plan was for me to act as if I had just escaped Coates, and wanted to join Sam's side. Then I'd tell them all the things I overheard before offering myself to help protect the daycare, which was our first target. Finally, Bug, a kid who could become invisible when he wanted to, would check to see if everything was going as planned before giving Caine the heads up.

"Okay." I took in a deep breath of air. After a few seconds, I let it out slowly. "Here we go."

I ran the rest of the way into the town's plaza where I spotted that so-called Hero. I yelled out, "Sam! Sam, it's horrible!"

The boy turned around, confused for a second when he saw me, but waited tensely as I ran up to him. When I reached him I huffed, "Caine, he's coming…he...wants to…"

"Hey," Sam stopped me hastily. His eyes turned to the small groups of kids scattered around; some of them craned their necks trying to see what was going on. He looked back at me, and whispered, "Let's go somewhere a bit more private to discuss this."

I nodded my head as I followed him into town hall, but I was walking quickly to show him the urgency of my message. Once we were in, he said, "Okay, what's going on? Aren't you with Caine's group?"

"No, no, no, no, no." I let a small sob escape as my eyes widened in fear. "They're sick, all of them. I can't believe I ever went with them. They wanted me to encase someone's hands in cement, and when I said no…they tried to do the same to me, but I escaped. I don't know how, but I did."

Luckily for me, I actually looked the part of someone who escaped prison; body caked in mud, hair messy and clothes torn to shreds. Sam looked me up and down, and searched my eyes as if looking for a single piece of evidence that I was lying before finally saying, "Come to my office, and tell us what Caine is up to."

I simply nodded my head as I followed him down the hall. On the way down, Sam began, "Look, um…"

"Jessica," I said in a soft voice.

"Look, Jessica," Sam began again. "I don't mean to be rude, but do you happen to have…you know…"

"Powers?" I finished for him. With a small sad smile I said, "Yes, I do. I can transform objects into other things, such weapons, bandages, and so on."

Sam simply nodded his head as his facial expression changed; he looked as if he were in deep thought as he opened the door to the office that previously belonged to Caine, and walked in. Already sitting inside was Edilio and 'Astrid the Genius', who was holding her younger brother, Little Petey.

"Hey, isn't she with Caine's group?" Edilio frowned as he tightened his grip on his machine gun. I lowered my eyes to the ground, acting as if I were ashamed of that fact.

"She ran away," Sam stated simply. He shut the door behind him and walked over to the desk. "Jessica actually has some information for us."

Astrid looked at me suspiciously, but I stared back into her eyes knowing how to make mine look extremely pitiful. After all, my sister was the best at this kind of stuff, and I learned it all from her. After a few moments, Astrid averted her eyes downwards and said, "What do you know?"

"He's going to strike the grocery store first. He wants control over the food to get to you guys," I began weakly. However, as I went on with the plan, I became stronger and angrier, which wasn't too hard since I disliked Caine to an extent. In the end, I looked Sam right in the eyes and said, "Sam, you have to let me help you destroy this son of a bitch. I don't care what I do, but I want to see him burn to the ground."

"Alright," Sam said with a nod of his head. "But I want to see this power of yours."

I nodded as I walked closer to the wooden object. Resting my hands on the mahogany desk, I prayed that I would be able to turn this into something else since I'd never transformed something this big before. However, if I could turn water into ice with my hands, I could totally do this.

I closed my eyes and concentrated hard on turning it into the first thing I could think of, which was a wooden horse. Somehow, I felt that I was the horse from the Trojan War, the town was Helen, Caine's group was the Greeks, and Sam's group was the Trojans.

"Hey, she's got skill," Edilio chuckled. I opened my eyes to a nice wooden horse. I smiled weakly at Edilio for the praise, but inside I was dying slowly at the thought of me as the horse.

It's always
The same
It's always
In vain
If the truth
Were only known
If the words
Had only shown

Sam had let me go to my house to wash up, and change my clothes. At first, I was excited for a change of clothes; then, I found out that I hadn't kept up with my laundry load. All I had left in my closet was a forest green camisole, and some jeans; not exactly, the right clothes for war, but it was all I had…apart from the white dress hanging way in the back.

I reported to the daycare with Quinn, since we were the ones in charge of protecting the little kids. Apparently, with my 'physical and emotional state', it was best for me to take care of the small shrimps; moreover, Sam thought I had more guts than Quinn did if it came to killing the enemy in case they approached. He was right, I did have more guts than Quinn did, but it was too bad that I was the wolf in sheep's clothing.

That lies and deception
They move in one direction
And then in the end you lose...

"Jessica? Are you okay?" A hand rested on my shoulder, startling me slightly. I turned my eyes from the door to Mother Mary's soft face. I replied with a weak smile, "Yeah, I'm fine."

I had been staring at the door waiting for Drake to walk through with the coyotes. Quinn had taken the roof, forcing me to stay inside the daycare, which was bad since I couldn't see what was going on out there. Nevertheless, Caine's plan was already rolling forward when I heard about the cars arrive and stop right at the front entrance of Town Hall.

Ever since I heard about them drive in, I'd been holding my breath waiting for Drake to come. However, it wasn't a long wait. Soon enough, I heard the door open and I knew it wasn't Quinn; the smell of those disgusting, bloodthirsty creatures told me that it was time.

There was a scream, and then more. The smell was getting closer; soon enough, it was right on top of me, those dark eyes staring right into mine. I bared my teeth in a snarl. "Get the fuck off me!"

I shoved the coyote back, raised my hand, and with one swift movement, stabbed the damned thing in the side. It was going to fight back, but, with all the strength I could muster up, I kicked it in the ribs, sending it back howling with pain. Then, I saw some of the other coyotes advancing on the little ones.

That wasn't part of the deal; they were simply to be there to frighten the shrimps. Not eat them. I found the Pack Leader and growled in a threatening manner, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"What I told him to do," that voice I've been anxious to hear said.

"The coyotes are simply to scare them! Not eat or harm them, Drake," I hissed.

"Jessica?" Mary's voice came out weak at first, but quickly turned to anger. "What is going on? You can't do this! You're supposed to be protecting us; Caine will not stand for this!"

"Mary, be quiet," I warned before returning my attention to Drake. However, she didn't heed my warning, causing Drake to send me a look, which I simply answered with a shake of my head. Naturally, Drake didn't listen to me and went ahead with his small scare scene with Mary. I rolled my eyes at him when he was done.

"Oh God, Drake!" I hissed as I walked past all the smelly coyotes and reached him. "You really had to do that just now?"

"Just letting her know who's in control right now." He shrugged as if it was nothing. I raised an eyebrow at him, but he simply grinned. "So, how's my girl doing?"

"Fun-fucking-tastic." My voice was dripping with sarcasm, but that only made his grin widen. I raised an eyebrow at him before asking, "Are you still angry at me for being here?"

"If you weren't here, I would never have seen you take on a coyote twice your size and strength," he chuckled. "That was an amazing sight."

Crossing my arms, I raised my other eyebrow at him. "You were getting off on that, weren't you?"

"Too bad we can't sneak off to some closet," he sighed with that devil grin of his.

"Disgusting," I muttered trying to keep back a smirk. However, when I saw the shrimps walk towards the coyotes I frowned. "No, keep back kiddies. They're bad doggies."

The Pack Leader barked at me, but I snarled back at him, and raised my blade. "Don't you dare harm those kids, or else I'll cut you up into tiny pieces, and feed you to the buzzards, you filthy animal."

"You no control," Pack Leader bristled, "Whip-hand controls."

"Yes, I'm in control this time. Sorry Jessica, you lose in this game," Drake said happily. I shook my head as I was about to walk off to the corner to sit down. Yet, when I turned, I caught Mary's look of confusion and disappointment.

That lies and deception
They move in one direction
And then in the end you lose...
You lose

I was about to say something to her, tell her that it was war now; however, I felt that red whip of his wrap around my waist pulling me back to him. Soon enough, I was up against his chest, his breath against my ear, "Where do you think you're going, Bonnie?"

"Oh, just goin' to relax in the corner, Clyde," I said with a southern accent, a not so great one, but it earned a chuckle out Drake before I felt his lips on my cheek, and then my neck. I bit back a moan. "Drake, there are little children, and this isn't exactly the best time to start doing this."

Nevertheless, Drake didn't stop until I hissed, "Drake, pay attention. Sam can burst in here any second, and the last thing you want is to be caught off guard."

"Fine," Drake grunted as he let me go, or at least I thought he did. After a few steps, he simply pulled me back. "Hey, I won't fool around with you, but you're staying right by my side. Remember that you said back in my room; you're going to fight by my side."

I smiled at him, but my smile dropped when I spotted Sam through the window that faced out towards the alleyway. His face was set in a tight grimace; it was the last thing I saw before Drake slowly closed the blinds. My heart dropped a little, but when I looked up at Drake, who was watching the wolves, I knew I picked the right side for me.

And now
The line is dead
You did everything
You ever said
You brought it down
You turned around
And what was said
Was said
The deed is done
You've had your fun
And home again
You'll run

Drake and I were simply leaning against a wall side by side, waiting to let the coyotes loose on the little children. However, I was thinking of bailing out into the back alley when that started. There was no way I would've been able to stomach the sight of those shrimps being eaten, and torn to shreds by the large mangy vermin of the Darkness.

'Now, Jessica, be nice to my faithful servants,' that cold, harsh voice chuckled in my mind. 'We are all fighting for the same side after all.'

You know inside
You'll never hide
And what was done
Was done

My jaw tightened as I squeezed my eyes shut to get rid of that evil thing, but that was next to impossible to do. However, I didn't focus on him for too long when I felt Drake tense up. Then, I heard an unfamiliar voice. I snapped my eyes open to Taylor standing in the middle of the room with what looked to be a platter of uncooked hamburgers. I stood there for a moment confused, but my eyes widened when she threw the meat against the wall.

It's always
The same
It's always
In vain
If the truth
Were only known
If the words
Had only shown

Drake and I were too slow to react since we were both caught off guard; but not losing another second, I grabbed a blade from my waist and flung it at Taylor. It was too late and I knew it was too late, but I tried to hurt her anyways. The girl was gone. My blade simply flew through nothing until it hit the wall, and clattered onto the ground.

The coyotes lunged at the meat. It was chaos as the coyotes pounced at the same time; the Pack Leader was savagely pushing his way to the front for the meat. Drake was trying to bring them back under his control, but it was too late. It was all too late.

Suddenly, I couldn't feel my feet on the ground anymore. I kicked, and yelled, but I was in the air floating with a few of the coyotes. I looked down at Drake, who was clearly pissed off. He snapped his whip around my waist, and pulled me to the ground. Luckily, just in time. A green burst of light broke through the wall. I could feel small droplets fall across my back, but I didn't need to see it to know that it was blood.

That lies and deception
They move in one direction
And then in the end you lose...

"Drake, we have to go," I yelled over the screams and cries of little children.

"No, you go!" He pulled me up from the floor, and pushed me off to the side, closer to the door. I frowned at him as he tried to regain control, but another explosion of green light and we were all scampering to get out. I was the first one out, even though I tried to get back in to find Drake. Unfortunately, the mass of coyotes running away with their tails between their legs kept me from going back in. Them and Quinn.

"Jessica!" Quinn waved from the roof with a gun in hand. I looked at him, and knew no one told him I was a traitor. Narrowing my eyes at him, I flung my blade with one swift movement since he was the enemy, and he had a gun. He was too slow to duck from the path of my beautiful blade, letting it strike him into his right arm. He let out a cry of pain, but I didn't focus on him for long. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Brianna, aka 'The Breeze.' Without hesitation, I flung another blade at her, but she was too quick for me.

"You traitor!" she yelled as she stopped in front of me just for a second, just a second, but it was a second too long for her. I grabbed her by the arm, and thrust my fist right into her stomach, causing her to double over.

"I'm not a traitor," I snarled, my lips closer to her ear. "You're just too stupid to know the difference between the enemy and the ally."

I didn't understand what was going through me at that moment. I didn't know why I was hurting Brianna or Quinn. All I did know was that they were the enemy, and the enemy had to be brought down.

However, before I could go on, Drake ran out of the daycare causing me to forget about Brianna, which allowed her make her escape. Yet, I didn't dwell on her for too long when Drake grabbed me by the arm and pulled me behind the dumpster. I was about to say something, but he raised a finger to his lips, motioning me to be quiet.

For a little while, we were crouched behind the utterly horrid smelling dumpster, waiting for something. I wasn't sure what we were waiting for until I saw Sam walk out from the back entrance of the hardware store. Before I could even blink, Drake was on Sam beating him with his red whip…hand.

I walked out from behind the dumpster in time for Sam to shoot me with a dirty look, but Drake had already wrapped his red whip around Sam's neck, keeping him from saying anything. However, the torture was short lived when I felt a bullet whiz by past my head. I looked up to see Quinn struggling to hold his gun and aim properly.

Drake snarled at Quinn, but grabbed a hold of my arm, and bolted down the alley.

I ran grudgingly beside him; whatever made me hurt Quinn and Brianna was gone now. My heart was filling up with dread at the memory of striking Quinn and punching Brianna; what was running through me? Was it simply adrenaline, or something else…something dark lingering in me that I didn't know about?

I didn't have much time to think about it when Drake pushed me through an opening, and jumped in after me. I fell onto a hard ground when I heard a door being slammed shut, followed by a string of curses.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Drake snapped his whip across a table, sending all its contents smashing onto the floor while I sat on the ground agreeing with him.

We were pretty fucked.

That lies and deception
They move in one direction
And then in the end you lose...

You know, it's depressing to find out on facebook that a fictional character has more friends than I do...just a little sad...x_x who knew Sam was so popular...eh, oh well~ On the brighter side of things, I am officially 18 today! ^w^

Okay, so back to the story! I am happy to say that Choices has beaten Logically in Love! Woo hoo! -cricket chirping in the background- ...well I'm happy, it was one of my more popular ones, but Choices is obviously better~ Lol okay. So thank you to my lovely reviewers for well, the reviews~ Armygirl0604, Summer Feally and Caris, you three made my day~

Special thank you to Caris for checking over the grammar and making sure Drake is IC. ^_^ You're, as I've said many times before, simply amazing!

I do not own Gone, unfortunately...or the song Deception and Lies by...someone other than me. Oh, about the sings...anyone know a really good depressing sort of song? Some suggestions would be nice.