[center][h2][color=Firebrick]DeMarcus[/color] & [color=cyan]Parker[/color] Blake[/h2][/center]
[center]Location: Harlan - Blake Residence[/center]
[center]Interacting With: Cops [/center][hr]
It was early in the morning, far too early for parker to be answering the door. However, as the knocking shook her from her sleep, she leaned upright and slid out of her bed. She crossed her room and opened the door and stepped into the hallway? [color=cyan]"Marc?"[/color] She called towards her older brother's room. The knocking continued as she stepped to DeMarcus' door to check if he was home yet. She peeked in, but his bed was still made and empty. He had been taking a lumber shipment last night that had him driving through the night. He must not have come home yet. As the knocking continued to sound from the front door, Parker turned and moved towards the front of the house. A bit of apprehension crept into her, as she couldn't fathom who would be over this early. 

As the fourth round of knocking began, Parker opened the door, cutting the visitor's knock short. Her eyes widened as she saw two police officers standing outside of her home. 

[b]"Ms. Blake, you need to come with us, is your brother home?"[/b] A fat deputy asked, looking physically down at the short girl.

[color=cyan]"Uh- No, he's coming home from a work-thing, what do you need me for?"[/color] She asked, squinting as the dawning sun glared into her eyes.

[b]"We don't have time to explain, but you need to come to the station with us, immediately. You can call your brother and ask him to come, but you'll have to do that on the way to the station."[/b] The deputy countered, the edge in his voice slightly sharpening. 

[color=cyan]"I can't leave, I'm not even wearing clothes."[/color] She said, she gave him a look, waving her arms once to indicate her tank top and underwear. [color=cyan]"And I'm not going anywhere with anyone until DeMarcus gets back."[/color] The deputy gave her an exasperated glance, shaking his head in frustration. 

[b]"Ma'am, you can get your clothes and pack a bag, but we have to leave as soon as possible."[/b] He turned and glanced behind him, and Parker saw the second squad car parked behind the first, also containing two more officers. The four deputies were probably half of Harlan's police force. 

[color=cyan]"No."[/color] Parker said, matter-of-factly, and shut the door. 

[b]"Goddam- Somebody get ahold of DeMarcus Blake!"[/b] The deputy shouted from outside. Almost as if on cue, Parker heard the low rumble of an old pickup truck coming down the road. She knew that truck. She opened the door and stepped onto the small cement porch as her older brother pulled his truck into the driveway. [b]"Nevermind!"[/b] The deputy shouted again at his partner. The two other deputies climbed out of their cruiser as DeMarcus' truck cut off and he stepped out. 

DeMarcus Blake was a large man, standing over six and a half feet tall. The deputy's apparently knew just how big, because the four of them looked prepared to fight him. It wasn't a secret that DeMarcus was very protective of his sister.

[color=firebrick]"What the [i]hell[/i] are you doing on my property, McFarland?!"[/color] DeMarcus said, the anger clear in his baritone voice. He marched towards the line of deputies with a scowl on his face. He was about to chew the crap out of them for trespassing until he saw Parker standing on the porch in her pajamas. He stopped, taking a breath and subduing his frustration. 

[b]"Blake, calm down, we just need you and your sister to come to the station with us, please."[/b] Deputy McFarland, the fat one, said. 

[color=Firebrick]"I know the law, I don't have to do squat until I see fit or you have a warrant!"[/color] He marched past the deputies and joined his sister on the porch. [color=firebrick]"Now get off my property!"[/color] 

[b]"For God's sake, son. We're rounding up everyone who was at that party on Old Man Johnson's. There's weird things goin' boy. Make it easier for everyone and just come with us."[/b]

[color=Firebrick]"You pickin' up everyone there? White kids, too?"[/color] DeMarcus countered. The black man looked the deputy in the eyes as if he were challenging him.

[b]"Sunnova- You know it ain't about that!"[/b] McFarland objected. [b]"You ain't seen the body and what happened, the sumbitch was tryin' real hard to kill Elijah. We're looking out for your safety. I know you don't want any harm comin' to that sister of yours, and we just want to help, Blake."[/b]

DeMarcus sighed and glared into McFarland's eyes, reading the urgency in his gaze. He shook his head in slightly frustration. [color=firebrick]"Okay. Park, get your stuff."[/color] He said, turning to his sister and opening the door.

[color=cyan]"What- So he can just barge over here and-"[/color] The serious look in DeMarcus' eye cut Parker's protest short. She knew his looks, and she knew when enough was enough.

[color=firebrick]"Just - Go put some clothes on, get your stuff, and we'll make some sense of what's going on."[/color] He said. Parker sighed in defeated and went inside. DeMarcus turned and faced Deputy McFarland. [color=firebrick]"Tell me, right now, what's going on."[/color] He said with a deadly serious tone.

The Deputy sighed and rubbed his jaw, then said, [b]"Okay, Tillie Hilton... she was... at the party, too. People know she... changed, or what have you. Y'all folks were at the party, too. Someone attacked Eli Craigh this morning, but you bet your life the attacker ain't with us no more. We're just being careful, that's all I know."[/b] He said, his eyes earnest. [b]"...Is you one of them changed people, too?"[/b]

DeMarcus exhaled a deep breath. [color=firebrick]"We'll see, I guess..."[/color] He turned and walked inside the house without another word. As he trudged back to his room, he took his grey t-shirt off, tossing it into a pile of dirty clothes. Parker didn't know, but he'd had a bag ready to go, ever since both of them had experienced their change. He knew they would have to leave eventually. 

A minute later, Parker stepped into DeMarcus' doorway, holding her suitcase and her camera bag. Just as Marc was putting a new shirt on, she saw the black markings on his light-brown skin. The mark formed three lines that curved up his back muscles and wove around his biceps. As he slid his shirt on, the edges of the black lines just looked like a tattoo. 

Parker's mark was far less noticeable than DeMarcus'. Her mark was a hieroglyphic of an eye, tucked behind hear ear. It could only be seen if one knew where to look. She was lucky that her symbol was not very noticeable, even if the cost had been dreadful, the first time encountered her knew abilities. 

[color=cyan]"I'm ready."[/color] She said, leaning agaist the doorframe. 

DeMarcus nodded and wordlessly picked up his bag and walked to her. As he came near, she opened her arms, reaching out to him. He leaned over her and the two hugged for a moment. The siblings were a slightly comical sight for anyone to behold. Parker felt safe with her brother. She was genuinely scared of what was coming soon, simply because she didn't know what that was. [color=cyan]"Love you."[/color] She said, as they both pulled away. [color=firebrick]"Love you too, kid."[/color]

DeMarcus led his younger sister out of the house and they rejoined the deputy. [b]"Thank you, DeMarcus."[/b] Deputy McFarland said, his posture far more relaxed now that the threat of an altercation was gone. DeMarcus simply walked on to the police cruiser as the other deputy opened the door. Parker climbed in and, DeMarcus followed her into the back seat. Despite his long legs leaving him no room to move, he tried to sit comfortably. As the officers got into the cruiser and pulled away, DeMarcus noticed Parker watching their house fade into the distance. 

As the house faded out of sight, Parker turned back and leaned against her brother's shoulders. [color=firebrick]"We'll be okay, P."[/color] DeMarcus said, even though he had no idea of what was coming.