Chapter two….
The team was now half a day away from New York City; they were now spending the night in a mildew smelling hotel. The boys had all drift into a deep sleep. Amanda sat at the only small free space on the bed watching TV, the volume low.
Kelly sat outside on the fire escape, smoking, looking through an old book. The book was old once a dark blue but now faded with yellow pages.
April 12, 1969
It has been five years since I left New York, since I left Walter behind. I thought I would be over this heart break long ago. Kelly is so much like him, his over protectiveness for Mel is so much like Walter over me. Even the way his eyes gleam when he doing something reckless. His taste for sugar may be even worse than Walter's…
The page went on but Kelly had stopped reading. I need a last name. There are bond to be hundreds of Walters. That's if he still in New York it's been what? Roughly 13 years. All Kelly learned from the old journal was his father's first name and from an old black and white picture that was in his mother's locket what the man looked like. The picture was of his mom and a man with a crooked smile. like mine. How many Walters are there in New York with red hair and ice blue eyes?
The more Kelly thought about it the more hopeless his journey seemed. The words "Kelly, please come in. It's getting late" broke through his thoughts. He got up and headed in.
Over the last few days Amanda has noticed a change in the older boy. He seemed so far away. As if he was lost in his own world or maybe just lost in the past that can never be changed…
Rorschach's Journal: March 23rd, 1977
Without face ate at Gunga Diner. Seen group of loud kids. Nothing odd but oldest boy stared. Odd most don't give me a second glace without face. He looks at me as if he's seen a ghost. Maybe he has. Girl said name is Kelly. Boy has scars on face. Looks familiar can't put finger on it. Must investigate when given time. Must meet up with the others.
"You ok? Kelly" Amanda asked the other looked over at Kelly who had gone pale. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing… just need some air." He left the diner without further words he left. Out the door he circled but couldn't see the red head man any where. He couldn't believe it, he seen his father. He looked older but there was no doubt about it, it was the man from the picture. And now he was gone…
"The girl's parents said she was at the day care. The woman working said an uncle came and took the sleeping child because of a family emergency. The mother came at regular time to pick her up, only to find she was taken." Ozymandias told the group.
Ozymandias had retired two years before hand however in his retirement he would become bored and help the Watchmen in cases. The masks had been lucky the police had agreed to working together with the watchmen. Or an act would have made it illegal to be a costumed superhero that is not government-sanctioned.
The police give them cases they couldn't do themselves or if the case went cold or both.
Rorschach stood in the back hands in his trench coat pockets. Like Blair all over again.
Soon after the watchmen went their separate ways for patrols to search for Faith Mayberry.
The team was walking back to the van when all of suddenly Kelly stopped. "Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Toby asked
They all came to a halt and stood quietly, listening. There down the alleyway came the sound of a muffled scream.
Handing the keys to Amanda "Get in the van and lock the doors. Don't go anywhere until I get there." Kelly stared walking quietly down the dim alley.
"Kelly what in the hell do you think you're doing?" She whispered at him fiercely.
Kelly kept going as if he didn't hear her.
What are you doing Kelly? It's not too late to turn around… People just don't randomly scream for nothing. What do you care about other's pain anyway? But it sounded like a little girl…It's not Mel… I know that.
Hiding behind a dumpster Kelly saw a little girl with blonde almost white hair faintly glowing in the dim light. A man was trying to hold her, with his hand over her mouth. A smaller man was yelling at him to quiet her. "Little bitch bit me."
The smaller man ignored the beefier man while looking for keys in his overly large expensive coat.
Kelly licked his lips while trying to think of a way to get the girl away. There by his feet was a piece of a wood plank, old and rotted. He bit his lip, slowly and silently he picked it up. Carefully not to make any sudden movements or sounds, to cause the men's attention to be on him, he made his way towards the men.
The smaller man finally found his key, his hand made its way to the door knob. It's now or never.
Rorschach and Night Owl took the east end to patrol and like Kelly they too had heard Faith Mayberry's stifled scream.
Rorschach crept down the dark ally. It smelled of rot and decay. He got there just in time to see the boy smack the large thug over the head with a board. The plank spilt in half from rot. The big man stunned dropped the girl. The boy picked her up and ran. The men chased after him.
He ran straight into Rorschach falling back to the damp ground. He looked up to see a man with no face just white emptiness with ever moving shadows.
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