Final Stretch Part One
I've decided since the Final Stretch (Part IV) is too long for it all it two be in one chapter, I will divide so you all can enjoy the story.
"Let's go," I said, "I have to see the place. But follow down the side of the road. We'll stop in a few hours and you'll see me stop."
"Let's go," Edward agreed.
I began driving to see where Adam was taken. The first stop I had another vision-what did Adam say they could help me?
Trust yourself. Mental Stregnth. Stamina. Regular Stregnth.
"Kayla has done enough trouble for us," the man said.
Adam, where are you?
"You know where she is, Adam Baylin."
"Do we need to illustrate a point?"
I saw a small building.
"You must not have me, for what would it accomplish?"
"If you tell me where Kayla is, I shall let you go."
"I won't."
"You've sealed your fate. Tonight."
"You are certain that this will work?" another man said.
"Yes," the man said.
Then, I saw where I needed to go. A piece of where I needed to go. Sacremento, California. After I told them all, I continued the long drive and I chose not to eat or sleep. I just kept going.
I heard a knock on my window.
Edward told me,
"All three of us will take driving-you need to sleep-you've driving all day and most of the night."
I nodded.
The next day, the car was stopped. It was nine am and we had our next major "rest."
Even though they truly did not need it, everything will take a toll in different ways. Finally, by mid-day we arrived in Sacramento. How would we find the building?
Then, I heard something-a whining sound. As I drove further into town, it became louder.
Then, I realized my Latnok ring could help locate the Madacorp building. That had to be where they are.
Until finally, I reached the building.
"There's no way we can get in front," I said, "We'll just have to go through the backway."
I parked my car in the lot and then checked the door. Locked and needed a code.
The only was to go was to climb. Trust myself. I began climbing up the wall carefully. Edward, Bella, and Carlisle all followed suit.
After climbing to the top, Carlisle told me,
"Kayla, that was amazing."
"No time for that. We have to work fast-Madacorp is danger company-they tried to ruin all our lives. Kyle, Jessi, and I. Do not run like you normally do. They'll be suspicious. Begin searching."
We went down the flight of stairs from the roof to the eight floor.
Adam, where are you?
Then, I saw it.
Room 298 B, floor six.
I saw the floor and room number. Twenty minutes passed. I finally found where he was.
I picked the door with a hair pin and said,
"Adam, are you all right?"
"I'm fine, but those people have been looking for you."
"I know."
"I had a vision and I saw them capture you. I came to see you."
"And?"
"This blue ring helped me find the place."
"Just like Latnok said it would."
Then, I thought,
I found Adam.
Good, Kayla. Where do you want us to meet?
Bella?
Yes.
Just stand by for now. Hide.
Just then, the man said,
"Well, well, well, It looks like Kayla has come for her mentor."
"What do you want?"
"You'll see."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Ryans-Johnson Taylor. You killed my half-brother. After I found this out, I sought to find someone to stop and teach you a lesson, you filthy pod-child. Kayla, you have two options. You must work for us or see your mentor, Adam die."
"I'm not doing either, for I will not let you win."
Ryans ordered,
"You better. It's a shame Brian Taylor could not break you. Question is, do you want to die? Do you want to kill me?"
"It's not my nature."
"Grab her and Adam and take them to another room."
I fought throughout the walk toward the other room, but I remember the room number, floor seven, room 285A.
Bella, I am being taken to room As is Adam.
I'll send everyone after you.
No. Just wait.
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Kyle. Jessi. Hear me now.
Kyle, I am in Sacramento, California. Madacorp had Adam-kidnapped. I came after him. Come over here. Trapped. Leave tonight. Connect with Jessi. Do the same.
Kayla, are you certain?
Yes. Leave go. You have little time.
I'll find you.
Sneak in the backway if you come tonight. Keep in spirit. Keep in spirit.
"We're here," one of the men said gruffly.
Ryans said,
"Does this look familiar to you, Kayla XX?"
He moved aside. It was none other than Cerebral Impulse Relay. Kyle, Jessi, and I had been strapped in it, one before, but I had set it on fire. But this one was not the same CIR. A new one. How?
"I know you set the one in Seattle on fire. You fought it and this one is very different from the one you fought in Seattle. It is fire-proof and has three times as much power. You will not be able to fight it."
"Adam, I didn't do anything wrong."
"I know, Kayla."
Ryans said,
"You'll be in tomorrow evening, for there will be a Madacorp presentation and it will expose who you are, Kayla. You will not win. You shall suffer for what my brother could not finish."
"I will fight every moment of it."
Then, Ryans said,
"Unless you rather see Adam Baylin die, you must not try anything, Kayla XX. Call anyone or you'll see your mentor die. He's done nothing, but he will suffer for you, if you try anything funny."
I snapped,
"You won't win. I'll find a way."
"Kayla XX, I know what you can do. That's why I made the CIR 2.0 fire-proof. How did you know that Adam was here?"
"I cannot tell you."
"Tell me or Kyle and Jessi are next!"
Ryans pointed his gun at Adam's head.
"I have visions and I've always had them."
"I knew you didn't just randomly show up here. You followed your visions. Think of the potiential of what you can do. Who will be president? Will the world end in 2012? Will we find a cure for cancer? Will Madacorp overthrow Latnok?"
"Latnok will never let it happen. I won't, either. I was chosen to protect their peace and you have ruined it! My visions are not things that will happen years from now! They are not subjunctive! They are real!"
"Adam, did you know?"
"She has never told me she had visions like this. Why didn't you tell me, Kayla?"
"I didn't want to let anyone else on-not even Kyle knows what I can do."
Adam replied,
"You want to protect yourself and everyone else."
"Kayla, you even kept a secret from your creator, your mentor. The great Kayla XX....you are not ideal. And now everyone will see you for what you are. You will listen and be part of the convention."
"Very well," I informed him, "it's not over yet."
"It will be . Leave them next door. Tomorrow's our convention and we must prepare."