CHAPTER 11…

DANGER IS ONLY THE BEGINNING

They all just stood there stunned that she had walked out. Only a day and she had walked out. Prince looked at everyone who just sighed.

"Well, aren't you going to do anything? Go stop her or something!" Mike looked at him.

"She'll be back Prince. She just needs to take a walk." They all sighed and ate. Omar grinned as it started to get dark.

"She still isn't back dad!" Blanket said. Mike looked at all of them. He was worried himself.

"We have to do something, like go look for her." Paris suggested. Mike sighed.

"You three are right, let's go find Kathy." Omar stopped grinning and suddenly had a frown. He looked at Kai as the others wondered into the living room.

"Kai, can I please have some more taco's?"

"Why sure you can, Aahh!" She said as Omar grabbed her and threw her onto the ground. He started to choke her and said,

"Say a word about this and I will kill you." She nodded her head as he grabbed a secret gun he had been holding. He got up and aimed it right at MJ's head. Kai looked up and saw what was going on and screamed.

"Michael watch out!!" They all turned and saw the gun and scattered.

"Darn you Kai!" Omar said as he shot at her. Luckily it missed and she scattered away too. Omar had no intentions on her though. He had a target he had to get rid of.


Katherine sat on a bench about two blocks away from the house. She'd been feeding birds and watching people just pass by all day. She'd been thinking about what she did and saw family's walk by as well. It made her cringe inside knowing her family didn't even care enough to show up at her parent's funeral. She kind of was jealous of those family's. But she couldn't hate them, she didn't even really know them. Kathy sighed once it turned 7:00. Back in KY, where she was from, it would be 10:00 already. She was still getting used to the time change.

"They still should apologize." Kathy said to herself.

"Who should?" Said a male voice. Kathy looked around to see where it was coming from. "Down here bozo." She looked down to see an ant.

"Uhhh, are you talking to me?"

"No, look to your left and down!" She did and she was amazed at what she saw. It was like a little tiny person, in a wheel chair.

"Woe, why are you so tiny?"

"What, you want me to be your size?"

"Well, a normal persons size."

"Fine, just to make you happy." The figure grew to be about the same height as MJ. Well, actually he was the same height as MJ. "You happy now?"

"Not with that attitude." He sighed. "Hey, you some kind of young MJ impersonator, because you look exactly like him when he was like 25."

"You just now realized that? I am MJ moron." She looked at him.

"But, your 25, and you're black, and you grew."

"So? You racist?"

"NO! It's just that, there's no way you can be him, plus you're in a wheel chair. Ah, Broken Leg?"

"Girl shut up you don't know me!"

"GEEZ! What's your deal?"

"I'm MJ's alter self. Your conscious."

"Why is MJ my conscious?"

"Because I'm in a freakin wheel chair and your old conscious is with that other dude."

"You mean the real MJ?"

"I am real woman!"

"OK! Geez, I can tell how you're his alter self."

"Whatever, anyways, I hear you're in a situation homie."

"Homie?"

"Man, be quiet I am talking! Listen, he didn't mean it so you need to go back there and apologize yourself."

"I guess you're right. I mean I was a little selfish."

"First, of course I'm right! Second, you think!"

"Well, Omar is going to hurt them I know it!"

"An even more reason to stay don't you think?"

"You're right!" Kathy stood up and started to walk back. "Thank you conscious!"

"Yeah whatever just hurry up and run little girl run!" And she did run.


Prince rushed his younger siblings into his bedroom and pushed them in their.

"Stay under the bed at all times!" He slammed and locked the door behind him. Paris looked at Blanket and they both shoved themselves under the bed. Mike came over to Prince.

"You need to get in there too!"

"No! I won't let you die again I won't let you!"

"Prince stop it!" Suddenly a gun shot went off and Mike screamed.

"Dad no!" Prince looked up to see the barrel right in his face.

"Hey there, it's ok, you don't have to fear me." Omar said.

"You shot my dad!"

"Yes, I did didn't I?" Prince then pounced on him when he wasn't paying attention. Gun shots started to roar threw the house. But no security had come because Omar had done took care of all of them. Paris and Blanket just closed their ears trying not to listen but the shots were too loud. Blanket started to cry as Paris held him close.

"I'm going out there." She said.

"No you can't! You'll get killed!" Blanket replied. Paris ignored him and grabbed a lamp as she went out and hit Omar upside the head with it. Omar punched and threw all three of them everywhere. Yes, even MJ was still up and trying to protect his family. Blanket covered his ears and curled up into a ball under the bed as he heard screams, gun shots, and splatters everywhere. He was afraid.

Katherine was on the front porch when she heard screams. She ran inside the house and went straight up to where her room would be. She grabbed a broom while she was on her way up. Everything was quiet suddenly. No commotion or anything. It was dead quiet. First she saw a security guard laying out on the floor. She stepped over him she saw blood stains everywhere. Then she saw Mike laying across the floor in the hall.

"Mike!" She ran to him and checked his pulse, it was barely living. "No, no, not again." She was about to call 911 when she saw Paris. She ran to her. "Paris, come on, speak to me." Paris moaned. She had been beaten up pretty badly.

"Prince, Omar, save Blanket." She then passed out.

"Prince and Blanket? Omar." She then knew what had happened. She picked up her broom and went into an open doorway. It was her room. She looked around when she was suddenly hit in the back of the head. She let out a Squeal and turned to see Omar, blood stained. "YOU!" She lifted up her broom and wapped him across the face. "You Son of a Bitch!" She kept hitting him. Omar turned and punched her right in the face. She bit him on the arm then. He screamed and slammed her against the door. She looked up at him. "Where's Prince and Blanket?"

"Prince is somewhere safe now, but Blanket, your question is as good as mine."

"You must be the Devils son."

"Right, well, that's not going to help you live is it?" He lifted up his arm to finish her off when he felt an aching pain go threw his body. A bullet sound went off. He screamed then fell to the ground. Katherine looked up to see Blanket holding a gun and crying. Katherine stood up and grabbed him.

"It's ok Blanket, it's ok."

"Are they dead?" He asked pathetically.

"No, no, they're not dead, we're not going to let them die." Omar got up then and looked at them. Police and ambulance sirens went off as Omar said,

"You've won this round, Prince is in the closet, all of you all are going to need medical treatment desperately." Then he ran away. Kathy and Blanket went to the closet and found Prince like Omar had said. He was out of it but alive. The ambulance and police came in and took everybody away. But Katherine still wondered why Omar had told the truth.