Spoot: Wow, Rev got the chair…

Rock: Yeah…this is just weird…

Identity

A cell began to ring from somewhere in Keegan's room. The little blonde sat up, his eyes cold and narrow. He grumbled as he turned around and dug under his pillow.

"I told you, never call the phone."

"Is it done?"

"No. For fuck sake, it's only been a month! I need to get closer to her. I need her to trust me."

"Mr. Big is getting tire of this game Keegan…"

Keegan quickly hung up and shoved the cell under his pillow and quickly slammed himself back into the bed and covered up. Someone was walking down the hall. He sighed when whoever it was kept walking. He rolled over and pulled a picture out from under the pillow. It was of a nice couple, holding a little blonde baby. He growled and tore it up then rolled over, closing his eyes.

"I heard him talking to himself last night Rock…" She was following him around the kitchen as she tried to persuade him. He was cleaning. He stopped and looked at her with a sigh. "So, Ok…so, he has a pretend friend." He turned back to his chore. "No, no, this wasn't a pretend friend. He was talking about doing a job or something! I know what that means!" Rock had his back to her. He closed his eyes, remembering something he had heard a few days prior. "Look, I'm all for kids, hell, I really do like them…but this kid…he's got a glitch."

"Children don't have glitches Rebecca." Rock said as he turned around. She quickly shushed him and turned, looking at Keegan. He was standing in the doorway with a huge grin on his face. "How are you outgrowing your cloths so fast?" Rock asked as he approached, adjusting the small shirt. "We get the right sizes for a five year old…I don't understand…"

"Maybe he's not a five year old." Revy said with a scoff. Keegan's face void of emotion and color. "Of course I'm five…" he snaped. Rocked looked at him as he stood. "It was just a joke buddy…" Keegan looked up at him and blinked. "Oh yeah! I knew 'dat!" He let out a high giggle then turned to Revy. "Tell me ano'der one!" She glared down at him. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, he had cut his gaze to Rock. "Daddy, can me and Mommy go to 'de park?" He asked in an almost militant, disciplined way. Rock crooked his head and scratched it. "I don't see why not. Rev, you wanna take h…"

"No way in hell."

"Revy, come on! You two need some time, some…one on one! Just take him!"

"Yeah but…"

"You're taking him."

Revy sat down on a bench and glared at Keegan. He had already run off to the playground. She propped her elbows up on the back of the bench and watched the boy play. She sat up a bit, watching him close. He didn't move much like a little kid. Berta had a five year old…and she didn't move like Keegan. She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. Something in that kids face caught her attention. "SHIT!" She snapped as her eyes went wide. It hit her. She spazzed out so hard she fell backwards with the bench, cracking her head on the sidewalk. "F-fuuuck…." She moaned out as she turned her head to the side and put her hand to the back…blood. Keegan was standing over her when she looked up. She tried to blink away the blurry feeling in her head. "Mommy? Are you ok?" He asked in a more adult voice. "Shit…" she whispered. A sick smile crossed Keegan's face as Revy's vision faded.

"NOOOOOOO!" Revy bellowed as she sat up with speed. She looked around then realized she was in the hospital. This was bad! This was real fucking bad. She was in here…and he was out there…with Rock. A nurse came into the room and held her hands up. "Rebecca, how are you feeling? You had quite the fall yesterday."

"Yesterday?"

"Yes…but, hey! Wait!" Revy was already climbing from the bed, jerking things off her body. Her feet hit the floor, then the rest of her body. "Th'fuck!" She snapped. "You…you're still pretty medicated…and…" Revy pushed the woman as she struggled to stand. "Gotta get home…" She snapped. She got to her feet and began to grab up her cloths. "Please…we still…" Revy cut her eyes at the nurse, making her shut up fast. "You wanna live, you stay the fuck outta my way, got that!" The nurse nodded profusely.

Rock shot off the couch when his wife came bursting into the house. She was irate and looking to shoot someone. "Where's the boy?"

"NO! Don't you dare! He's just a kid!"

"That ain't no kid…"

"What do you mean?"

Keegan walked in and tilted his head. He honestly looked in a state of confusion. "YOU!" She bellowed as she launched at him. Rock grabbed Revy up and struggled to keep her from breaking free and killing the little boy. Keegan backed away a bit. "I FUCKING KILLED YOU! I WATCHED YOU DIE!" She bellowed. Rock stopped fighting to keep her held and looked into her eyes. "What did you say?" he gasped out. Keegan started to giggle a bit. "You thought." He said. "That's the thing about you two hands…you don't think…" Rock looked back at the little boy, in a state of shock. "Who…who are you…"

Keegan smiled wide. "Let her go…and we'll settle this…like it was meant to be settled. With Rebecca dead…like my mother and father…" He said in a low, demonic tone. He cut his eyes at Rock. "Do you love me daddy? Because I love you…" he walked over and grabbed Rock by his rocks. The man pulled away, slapping at the boys hand. He was so confused he let Revy go. She launched at the boy and tackled him. She grabbed his head and bashed it into the floor. "WHO SENT YOU!" She yowled. Keegan groaned as he let out a laugh. "oooh, oh man…that kinda hurt…" He laughed. Rock approached slowly and glanced down at the two of them. "What are you is the real question."

"Just a dead boy…" Keegan said sweetly. He head butted Revy and shoved her off him; from there he punched her in the back of the head. She was already hurt, so that made her clutch her head and curl up in a fit of curses. He stood before Rock with a smile on his face. "My name is Keegan, that much is true. I'm not five…" he followed Rock's gaze, making him keep eye contact. "I'm seventeen…and a trained killer…" he gave Revy a swift kick in the gut then took her guns. He checked them then pointed one at Rock. "Sit." He said.

Rock did as he was told, still in a state of shock. "Why…" he asked. Keegan looked up from inspecting Revy. "Because I want you to sit." He said simply. Rock shook his head. "Now I mean…why all this…how…why…" Keegan let a sick smile creep over his face. "I'm not here to monologue…because I'm not the villain…she is…" He looked down at a barely breathing Revy. "Let me guess, she killed your parents, so now you wanna kill her." Keegan just sneered a smirk at him as he eyed him. "Wanna fuck?" He asked sweetly. Rock jerked his head back. "NO! Ugh! No….that would be….just…NO!" Keegan crinkled his knows up as he approached Rock. "I love you daddy…" he said, the pistol whipped the man, knocking him out.

Spoot: YEAH!

Keegan: They go down so easy…

Spoot: Uh….ok…anyway, six is on it's way!