As they were heading to the next floor and passed by a room with bright brown wooden doors and a crystal clear glass at the top with well framed with wood, Mer, Sal and Maisie ran into one of the businessman's men, not just one of the men, the one that had shot Amaya. Without much drama, Mer swung the AGM-1 Carbine over her shoulders and rapidly planted three bullets in his heart without thinking. He slumped to the ground and after a few whispers, they came to a decision to drag his body into the room they'd passed for secrecy's sake.
As they swung into position, someone shouted at them, "hey! Who's there!?"
They hurriedly carried the unconscious body into the room with lot of blood dripping as they went.The room was well arranged and empty just like all the other rooms were too but it had a red carpet, a long, posh table in the middle and a lot of blue, tinted windows on the other side of the room that showed the world outside Care Bare.Mrs. Spikes landed another hot slap on the man's fat face as he struggled to get up from the ground where he was pinned to by Sheryl and Amaya but failed."Where's Harvey!?" Mrs. Spikes thundered."I - I don't - know," he was obviously scared and it got fuelled when he saw the the other person he'd been with minutes ago with shut eyelids and not appearing to be breathing a few feet from him."One - LAST - Time!" Mrs. Spikes roared, "Where - is - Harvey - Rhett!?" The man closed his eyes and swallowed air as though he was in a dream and he'd want nothing more than to wake up and see that all's right. He opened his eyes slowly and saw the big framed, small eyed, large arms of Mrs. Sheryl smack against his face harder than ever!His face was going red all right, "okay," he spluttered, coughing as he spoke, "Harvey is - back on the floor where you came from. Where you all were kept, he is in one of the rooms w
"We're on our way now, sir," one of the ten cops with five automobiles ranging from patrol dodge chargers to an SUV Ford Police Interceptor said to a walkie talkie that hung from his shoulder.He had me and Amaya locked up in the secondary trunk of his dodge charger. Mrs. Spikes and Maisie in another then Sheryl and Sal in the third vehicle. We were all handcuffed because as one of the cops said - a man with saggy beards that rested comfortably on his huge lips, "you are threats to the safety of the community and we have to do our jobs well and keep our citizens safe," with that he'd claspsed ugly looking cold handcuffs round our wrists.We were all hungry and tired. Sal had the worst blow of it all. As the car juggled on the road avoiding a few potholes through trees and houses, inquisitive folks and office buildings, it had caused searing pains that ruptured through his fairly athletic frame.The second person that suffered th
Dawn's sky blue hue washed over the pompous mansions, majestically constructed chateaus and grand, imposing manors that distinguished the ever tranquil Estate – Fairford Overlook, from the ruckus New York City was famous for.Fairford was the paradise of New York, the safe haven for the lofty-minded honeybees to produce the financial honey in pacification before consumption from the insatiable city of New York. It was the estate said to be ever flowing with wealth as indispensable as the pacific. It was where I, Harvey Rhett, 19 year old undergraduate from the prestigious Starglint College and heir to BlueStream Advercomp lived – with my family… until things happened.**I used to believe there was nothing better than a quick morning jog on my street, Vine Cutaways, with the clear morning breeze trickling down my windpipe, the melodiou
We had a little breakfast of Sausage and Egg Sandwich with fruit smoothie at our large dinning room with the entire household. Madison was ranting off what my dad should bring as she packed her long blonde wavy hair into a bun, stopping it from being a nuisance while my brother munched off the Sausages from the wooden coloured, eight seat dining table with a complexly compacted chandelier hanging from above and diving with it’s golden glory into the middle of the posh German table where a Peruvian Lilies flower vase stood. My mum was on a video call. She was wanted to model for a beauty cream brand and she was giving her personal assistant orders on what to do to make sure it went as planned.**John F. Kennedy (JFK) Airport – an aerodrome vast in magnitude and even more momentous to NYC's economy appeared as nothing but a speckle as my dad’s executive SUV limo tore down the route passing through supermarkets, stalls,
“Just a week dad!” I said thumping my right feet on the black and white coloured Hotelgenix tiles that emulsified into one another at the center of the room creating an image of our milky way. Talk about perfection. “Four extra days, nothing more”, I added with a small frown and pouted lips that made me feel like I was 12.“Ugh, I didn’t bring enough clothes but let’s see” my dad said, helping himself with a Grey Shrimp Croquette then puckered at his laptop's screen as if concentrating on something, signaling an end of our conversation – at least, for that time.“I’ll be at Borisova resort” I added walking back to my room to order an helicopter as well as request for a tour guide who was well versed in the South Slavic language as well as English.
A sudden shock-wave and what sounded like a background choir marked the coming of an angel. After landing like a comet, a divine being with eyes like glass stood in my front. She look at me with her tanned eyes. It calmed my every fibre and made me feel drowsy.Her slender and muscular body glided in a careful manner and was covered in various markings. She carried a weapon of bright energy.I looked at her gentle face once more; a pained expression was visible. A halo suddenly flared brightly above her head, and consumed her. The angel was… Maisie and it was all a nightmare.**I woke up gagging on a cough. The winter was maliciously cold although the heater was working just as it should – but yet, I was sweating profusely.
My last three days in the South Eastern European State, Bulgaria were absorbing. My dad had struck an handsome deal and spent almost all his time either in the hot, aerated water of Hotelgenix’s spa or at the massage parlour giving his ol' skin a treat and rarely at a casino not too far from our hotel just to test if the “lucky necklace” my mum had given him once before his biggest contract signing was still potent.My last days were top notch fun. I visited parks and gardens. A museum also – with Maisie but finally, the day of my departure arrived and it was an emotional one.**The cold wintery breeze reduced the temperature of every thing – living or dead in Sofia and not even the heater in me and my dad’s rooms could save us. Snow had been falling for hours non-st
The birds cooed gaily not minding the whiter, foamier and more inviting snow that fell peacefully from the bluish sky.Perfection and high-spiritedness filled Fairford Overlook. Christmas flutes, fireworks and “Fairforders” teemed the streets – a few adults dressed in Santa's costumes while the kids that really did look like they had just arrived from the North Pole were dressed in green; Santa's elves, sharing gifts to all houses.Now! That was the kind of aura I loved waking up to meet after spending half my night wrapping gifts; a chevron necklace and a trinket dish for Madison, a Virtual Reality headset for Mason, a moonlight pyjamas for my mum and a wine subscription for my dad and even something for Sal, my best friend; a Phone Wooden Docking Station and AirPods leather case. It was a perfect Christmas but little did I know that it was to be a very horrible new year with tons of...**
"We're on our way now, sir," one of the ten cops with five automobiles ranging from patrol dodge chargers to an SUV Ford Police Interceptor said to a walkie talkie that hung from his shoulder.He had me and Amaya locked up in the secondary trunk of his dodge charger. Mrs. Spikes and Maisie in another then Sheryl and Sal in the third vehicle. We were all handcuffed because as one of the cops said - a man with saggy beards that rested comfortably on his huge lips, "you are threats to the safety of the community and we have to do our jobs well and keep our citizens safe," with that he'd claspsed ugly looking cold handcuffs round our wrists.We were all hungry and tired. Sal had the worst blow of it all. As the car juggled on the road avoiding a few potholes through trees and houses, inquisitive folks and office buildings, it had caused searing pains that ruptured through his fairly athletic frame.The second person that suffered th
Mrs. Spikes landed another hot slap on the man's fat face as he struggled to get up from the ground where he was pinned to by Sheryl and Amaya but failed."Where's Harvey!?" Mrs. Spikes thundered."I - I don't - know," he was obviously scared and it got fuelled when he saw the the other person he'd been with minutes ago with shut eyelids and not appearing to be breathing a few feet from him."One - LAST - Time!" Mrs. Spikes roared, "Where - is - Harvey - Rhett!?" The man closed his eyes and swallowed air as though he was in a dream and he'd want nothing more than to wake up and see that all's right. He opened his eyes slowly and saw the big framed, small eyed, large arms of Mrs. Sheryl smack against his face harder than ever!His face was going red all right, "okay," he spluttered, coughing as he spoke, "Harvey is - back on the floor where you came from. Where you all were kept, he is in one of the rooms w
As they were heading to the next floor and passed by a room with bright brown wooden doors and a crystal clear glass at the top with well framed with wood, Mer, Sal and Maisie ran into one of the businessman's men, not just one of the men, the one that had shot Amaya. Without much drama, Mer swung the AGM-1 Carbine over her shoulders and rapidly planted three bullets in his heart without thinking. He slumped to the ground and after a few whispers, they came to a decision to drag his body into the room they'd passed for secrecy's sake.As they swung into position, someone shouted at them, "hey! Who's there!?"They hurriedly carried the unconscious body into the room with lot of blood dripping as they went.The room was well arranged and empty just like all the other rooms were too but it had a red carpet, a long, posh table in the middle and a lot of blue, tinted windows on the other side of the room that showed the world outside Care Bare.
After they had their hands slit, they all fainted, one after the other without the knowledge that there were others too.Mer woke up after the persistent rays of the morning sun disturbed her hours long. She packed her tangled, messy hair into a thick bun and ran it over to her left shoulder. She was dirty and didn't realize how much until she took a look at a long mirror that hung from mid wall down. Her face had different shades of black, her lips were chappy and her wrist hurt. She took a careful glance at her wrist, there was a thin line made red with blood that spread round both her hands. Her clothes had a few small holes and a prominent one around her left shoulder.She stood up slowly and took a look at where she was. It was a ward, just like the one where she'd seen Sal's mum. The only difference was that this was empty - no bed, no syringes or other medical instruments other than a small, blood smeared dissec
The Rhett Family was never like it used to be. At every point in time, there was always someone that wasn't related to the family by blood around. At first, it was always the police trooping in - males and females, but shortly after the family of (now) four had been told what it was all about, Harvey Rhett being an accomplice to a case of murder and he couldn't be reached out to through any means, including through Sal, his supposed best friend, Mr. Rhett had taken drastic actions.He'd gotten private bodyguards for them all, one for both Mason and Madison, one for himself and another for his wife, Mrs. Rhett but that didn't still alleviate the shock he got through a phone call one glorious day.It was a beautiful, bright morning when Mr. Rhett had just taken a cold, long, perfumed bath and was in his study room, drinking a strong cup of tea and going through the three paged review on Harvey - reported sights, security camera alerts,
Within the blink of an eye, Care Bare Hospital was as empty as possible. Every patient and doctors, nurses, surgeons and specialist were gone. Hospital reports, vital paperworks and other documents had vanished too as the seven-man abductors and four abductees arrived at the front of the hospital that had a lopsided banner hanging.The man who'd shot Amaya jumped down from the Jeep and went to fling the uninhabited hospital doors open, "Open Sesame!"The light bulbs reflection widened out and extended its tentacles to welcome its early morning guests into itself as they got out of the Jeep one after the other, with guns pointed at Mer, Sheryl, Maisie and me, we were led into Care Bare Hospital.Mer looked around obviously aware of where she was. This was where she'd almost died a few days ago!Not a sound was made but the shuffling of their footsteps as they were led slowly to the elevator. The elevator door
Hoots of bats and gawks of hawks warned Amaya and Mer as they hurried down the stony path to the castle."I hope that's no gunshot we heard," Mer heaved as she stopped on her tracks for a rest."There's only one way to find out. C'mon we've got to hurry,"With a lot of difficulty, Mer swung the heavy AGM-1 Carbine to her side creating space for her to run faster."Before my grandfather died, he said when someone dies, they become stars that appear in the dark. And look, there's a star, no, two!".The two girls looked at the tiny stars that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere."They can't be dead. Not Sal and Harvey."They moved faster to where the sound was coming from, not stopping to rest or anything.As they got to the daunting castle, they felt bewitched with silence.They took series of tiptoes round the castle trying to find either a way into the ca
My heart was drumming against my ribcage and my head throbbing against my skull as I dashed down the dark, wooden stairs. From the fourth storey, I bolted down the third in about half a minute, as I was on my way to the second, my left leg sunk into one of the stairs that dissipated into lots of sawdust.I tried forcing my feet out of it but it was stuck about seven inches into it and crowned at the surface with sharp edges that dug into my flesh causing small streams of blood spread across the stairs and down my leg.I didn't have much time for a stupid, rotten staircase made of wood so I tried yanking my leg out of it but that was a horrible mistake as waves after waves after waves of colossal pain tore through my left leg almost making it go numb.I squinted up into the dark where I'd come from to see if maybe whoever it was that I'd chased was anywhere around, about to take revenge on me for shooting him but he wasn't and despite
"Hurry", Mer anxiously said."Okay, okay", Amaya whispered back.Amaya held her skate firmly under her armpit as she snuck up to her room. Her and Mer had come back to her home to get prepared. She went back into her house using her hands in the dark the way an insect will use its antennas but her hands weren't half as effective and she came to realize that as she hit her leg against a step. All things being normal, she would've yelped a little but things weren't normal, they were far from it and she kept the pain that swelled about ten times bigger than it's original size in three seconds inside her, only muttering a few words to let the pain go like all of the Pacific escaping to a desert drop by drop as she imagined an ugly red boil present on her big toe.She got to her room, unlocked her door and noiselessly placed her skate on the ground. She took a look around, the moon only allowed her to see a few things but she s