Ethan watched as the six mutants and their dog settled into a rundown cabin. His hands were sweaty because he was gripping the binoculars too hard. He watched as they landed, food in hand, totally at ease. That was going to end—soon.
Max had totally destroyed Itex, a project so special to him. She would pay. He figured while he killed Max he could take the rest of the mutants and sell them—or at least parts of them—to be studied. He grinned, his eyebrows forming a 'V' over his dark eyes.
"Sir, everyone is where you told them to be," said the Eraser to his right. Yes, everyone had been led on to believe they'd all been destroyed, but he was not such an idiot. Ethan had believed Erasers would come in handy again someday, and he'd been right.
"Good," he told the Eraser. "Have the troops set and ready for my command." Ethan surveyed his surrounding, and realized they would not do. Much too peaceful for a showdown. He'd have to figure out a way to get Max away from here, the rest of them too, making it easier for their captures.
The Eraser looked around, unsure of what to do, and Ethan sighed in annoyance.
"Go," Ethan said, and the Eraser immediately backed away and went back to the rest of them. Ethan had made sure to keep around a few hundred. That should be enough.
Ethan had come up with the idea of a plan the night before. He'd seen Max and the mutant who always wore black on the roof; could sense their connection. Ethan grinned again—he would definitely be using that against them. When you're going to get back at someone, why not do it in the most hurtful way possible? Ethan thought to himself. As he'd watched them grow closer, his plan grew more pronounced.
Yes, Max was going to pay for destroying Itex. She would pay with her life.
"You," Ethan said, pointing to a different Eraser, who was much closer. The Eraser snapped to life, coming up to him. "Keep watch for a while. I've some notes to make." Without hesitation the Eraser took the binoculars and also Ethan's perch.
Making his way back to the tent, Ethan began making mental calculations, maps. Everything was perfect. He entered the small, green tent they'd set up and sat down at the tiny fold-out desk inside. Scanning a map, he found a place where it would all happen—where everything would go perfectly.
A while away from here, in California, there was a place in the woods where anyone could be taken hostage and no one would ever find them. The School. Ethan got excited goose bumps, knowing of the past the mutants had there and how it would play a key role in his plan. He knew this was the way to get Max and take her down.
A smile growing with every step, Ethan continued staring at the map and saw a canyon not too far from The School. He knew it well—from when he'd worked at The School himself. The canyon was littered in rocks and old car wrecks. The only flat surface, as he knew, was difficult to walk on because of the rubble. Perfect.
The Eraser who'd been set to watch the mutants ran into the tent, huffing. "Sir," said the Eraser, "They've gone to sleep. The two from the night before are back on the roof."
Ethan looked up, an evil grin on his face.
"Good," he said nastily, revenge radiating from his cold eyes. "There is a new plan, and it will take place tomorrow night."
Dun dun dun…lol This wasn't too long because it was just to give a rough idea of the bad guys. Ethan I made up, so yeah lol I don't think I mentioned it in my other
chapters but James Patterson owns the characters I didn't make up. Reviews please! Next chapter's gonna be good! :) Thanks!
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