"Holy shit on sticks!" gasped Rory. "Where's Ethan?"
"Something tells me that Ethan isn't really…" mumbled Erica.
"No, that's impossible," said Benny. "We saw his body. He was dead."
"Then, where's his body?" I asked him.
"Hey!" Rory pointed out to us. We looked up ahead and there he was: Black Hood.
"Get him!" I yelled.
Black Hood made a mad dash for it. We all chase him around the graveyard. I was cornering him until he disappeared. Erica and Rory caught up to me.
"Where is he?" I asked.
Benny ran back toward us in the middle of the road. "Guys, I saw his face! I know who he is. It's—"
The moment just flashed in a second. A car dashed a hundred miles an hour in the road…hitting Benny. As the car drove away, Benny collapsed to the ground.
"Benny!" I screamed.
Rory, Erica, and I ran to his side. Bent laid there unconscious as I screamed for him to wake up.
Finally, I lifted Benny onto my back and ran towards the hospital. In a few moments later, we were there.
I sprinted into there yelling, "Help! Someone help, please?!"
A nurse came by and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
"My friend got hit by a car. He's unconscious."
Two other nurse came by and lifted him onto a gurney.
"What's his name?"
"Benny. Benny Weir and he's seventeen."
They raced Benny into the emergency room as one nurse tried her best to calm me down while I panicked in horror.
Benny's POV
Death was all I could think about the last thug I remembered was bright lights and my body hitting the ground. Pain struck me as I collapsed to the ground.
Am I dead? How can I be dead? Now I can't remember who Black Hood was. Who was it?
A bright light was making my eyes twitch. Was that heaven? No, I can't go towards it. I need to know what happened to Ethan. I need answers!
My eyes were fluttering to a blurry vision of a white ceiling. I looked around the room. I was in a hospital room.
A male nurse walked in here. He was lanky and had shaggy brown hair. I couldn't see him that good because of my blurry vision.
"Doc, what happened?" I murmured.
"Remember me?" He said.
My vision cleared up and I saw him standing there smiling and wearing a doctor uniform.
"Ethan?" I mumbled.
"I had to come see you. I need to know if you're okay."
"What happened to you? What happened to your body?"
"That's what I'm trying to find out."
"What's going on, Ethan? Why is Black Hood following us? How am I even seeing you?"
"You're not the only powerful one here, Benny. If you want answers, then look. I can't help you on this. I gotta go. It was good to see you again."
"Ethan, wait. I need to ask you something."
"Yeah?"
"Are you alive…or dead?"
"That's what I'm trying to figure out." He walked away and never looked back. Was that really him?
Erica's POV
Rory and I got to the hospital. In the waiting room, Grandma Weir and Sarah were in there.
"How's Benny?" asked Rory.
"He's fine," said Grandma.
"I'm so sorry, Grandma," said Sarah. "I didn't know that that would happen."
"It's okay, Sarah. Stop apologizing. It wasn't your fault. It was that Black Hood's fault."
"Why would Black Hood do this?" I asked.
"Benny knew too much," answered Grandma Weir. "Black Hood has something to do with Ethan and we need to know. In the meantime, we need to relax."
"I'm gonna go get something from the snack machine," I sighed.
I stood in front of the snack machine. A dollar was wedged into my pocket. I took it out and tried to straightened, but the machine would take it.
A glimpse of an open door caught my eye. In a dark room, a patient was lying the bed. I carefully walked in there.
The man was lying there in some kind of agony. His heartbeat is elevated yet he looks dead. He must be brain dead. Poor thing.
I leaned over looking at his face. I looked at everything in the room.
"Hello, Erica," a mysterious voice moaned.
Who was that? There was no one else in here except the brain dead man.
I looked back at him and he suddenly changed. His physical appearence was altered into a familiar face.
"Oh, my god," I said under my breath. "Is that you…Ethan?"
"We hadn't had that much interaction, have we?"
"What the hell do you want? Why are you here? Are you some kind of ghost?"
"I can't tell you that. But I can tell you this. Something's coming."
"What is?"
"Optimus is coming."
"Who is that?"
"An old enemy is returning."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"I have to give each of y'all a clue. And you are considered my friend."
"I must be dreaming." I turned around and turned back. "What—"
The brain dead man was back. Who was I talking to then? What the hell is going on?
Rory's POV
Benny seems fine so I started walking back home. Everything was dark and quiet. No one was even out here with me.
I hopped on my front porch. I started unlocking the door with the keys hidden in the plant pot next to the door.
As I walked inside, I noticed the warm fire in my living room. That's strange. Mom's on her business trip.
Wait. I didn't lit that fire.
A cold breeze from outside shook me. The back door was opened. I walked over and closed it.
Someone was in my house. The door's open, the fire's lit, and my mom's bible was on the coffee table.
I walked over and grabbed it putting it back on the shelf. A wrinkled piece of paper fell out of the book. Before it could fall on the ground, I caught it.
Gently, I opened it. It read;
Find Jaskon Voss at the bank. Destroy this paper.
Jackson Voss at the bank? Who could've sent this to me? Who? This could be a clue to Black Hood.
I walked over to the burning fire and tossed the paper in there.