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Sorry for the double post. :s
Sorry for the double post. :s
((Double post, sorry.))
"Hello?" A groggy voice answered, recognizable as Archer's. He sat up in bed, sleep practically gluing his eyes shut. A loud yawn.
"It's me."
Archer's eyes snapped open, wide. "Alex?" He asked, not needing an answer. "Alex, where the fuck are you man!?" He hissed down the phone, the receiver not even at his ear anymore, he was done listening. "Man, we've lost fucking everything. That Agent who was killed last night... Dude! That's some serious fucking shit. You planted one right between his eyes. Fuck man. I knew you were some kind of... Super Human soldier but this whole situation is fucked up man. How did he know who you were? How did he know you were here!?" Archer was full of questions, yet to be talked to by the Police, or worse... Thankfully. With long, deep breaths he calmed himself down to allow Alex a chance to speak. "You know it's not safe to talk on these cells man this is totally against my policy. Where are you?"
"Listen." Alex replied, his voice stern and full of authority. "I know this is fucked up man. You're not the one that pulled the trigger." Alex pressed the fingers of his right hand against his brow. "I don't know what to think. Riley must have told him about the tattoo on my neck or something. Who could've guessed that her fiancee would have been working for these... Fuckers." He began, emphasis on the last word, just getting used to cursing. "I know it's not safe, look I'm out of town, out of state in fact. I'm going to be coming back in a few days. I have to see Riley." He paused, taking his hand from his brow as he looked over his shoulder, confined in the payphone box. "You need to start from scratch. This time start with the girl that was found with the similar tattoo. Work from there. Look, I've got to go." Alex hung up the phone and rushed from the payphone box pulling up his hood he headed down the street not truly knowing where he was going.
"Will do..." Archer replied, despite the phone having hung up.
Alex hadn't attended the church ceremony, he couldn't. While he had no true knowledge he could only imagine how many missed calls would have been left on his old cellphone, all from Riley. He was back in Seattle and had driven his bike to the cemetery grounds where the burial would take place. Having no idea how much Riley knew, if anything, Alex knew that he had to see her. He'd been parked, stationary on his bike for about an hour with no sign of anybody. He knew he must have just missed everybody entering the church when he had arrived, his eyes fixed on the heavy oak doors that guarded the front of the church, a wrought iron fence between Alex and his bike and the resting dead.
The doors opened and a procession lead the coffin out. Alex took a deep breath from behind his helmet and sighed, he caught a glimpse of Riley, no make-up and a simple black dress. He shook his head. Grief and guilt were two emotions never have been meant to be felt by these "perfect" Humans but they hit Alex now harder than ever. Perhaps it was how long he had spent away from where he was made and who he was. A knotted feeling built in his stomach as he watched the procession head into the graveyard and stop at the open grave, freshly dug.
When Riley stood up to make her speech, Alex removed his helmet. From this distant he couldn't make out what she was saying other than a few words but he could see her face distraught with emotions. He sniffed, it was heading further into the winter now and the weather was showing. Alex could feel the cold on his cheeks. Running one hand down his lower face he continued to watch.
Before long it was only the two grave diggers and Riley left at the unmarked grave, it hadn't been time enough for a headstone to be laid down. Alex got off his bike and left his helmet on the steering bars. As Riley began to walk away he entered the graveyard approaching her. Swallowing the last of his guilt.
"Riley..." He barely managed to mutter as he got in front of her, embracing the girl in front of him. "I'm so sorry." He added, holding her close to him.
*tears* That was a nice, emotional post! Hope you're not gone for the night! I'm going to make a post now I've had a couple of pints in the pub so prepare for the grammar fails.
It would be great to have you on board, I plan on keeping the group fairly small anyway.
Also, I made a post. It's not as good as before but yeah, it's something. If you want you can pick up maybe a couple of weeks later or maybe even at the funeral. If Riley tries to ring Alex she'll find the phone as been disconnected.
Also, I made a post. It's not as good as before but yeah, it's something. If you want you can pick up maybe a couple of weeks later or maybe even at the funeral. If Riley tries to ring Alex she'll find the phone as been disconnected.
Alex waved Riley off, waiting to see she had got in the front door of the apartment complex. Once she was inside he gave it another few moments before driving off. The plan was the head back to Archer and see what else he had fished up on the situation.
|One Week Later|
On tonight's news... A young federal agent has been found dead on 5th street. His body was found only hours ago after the armed response unit of the police had responded to apparent gunshots from atop of the apartment building which below the man was found in an alley. The man has not been identified yet and neither has the specific agency he had been working for. Our sources tell us that it appears to have been some sort of "covert operation", the source described it as having "gone wrong". Forensics teams were immediately scrambled and while they cannot release too much information at the moment in the police commissioner's statement, he came out saying that a second set of blood had been found at the scene. The assailant has been described as a average height, shady male dressed in dark clothes. He was seen fleeing the scene on foot.
|A Few Hours Earlier|
Knock. Knock. Knock. The knocking was rapid at the the door to Archer's apartment, Alex turned his head in the direction of the door and sighed. Patting Archer on the shoulder he told him that he'd address whoever was at the door. The whole apartment was dim, most of the lights were out save for a couple of lamps placed seemingly randomly around the apartment space. Alex answered the door, surprised to see who it was. "Oliver?" He asked, confused as to why Riley's fiancee was standing in Archer's doorway. "You're a friend of-?" He began, only to be cut off by Oliver who held up his hand.
"I'm going to need you to come with me two-seven-five-four-two-one-" He didn't have the time to finish, instinct had kicked in. Something was incredibly off and Alex had caught on to it as he forced his way past Oliver, knocking him against the wall before heading up a flight of stairs, expecting there to be a group waiting for him downstairs. Oliver screamed, "Stop!" Whipping out his gun and firing two shots in Alex's direction before pursuing him up the stairs. Archer who had heard the commotion began wiping files frantically from his computer hoping he wouldn't have to destroy the hard drives.
Oliver as he reached the top landing ran out the open fire escape door leading to the roof of the building. From behind the door Alex grabbed his arm, disarming Oliver of his gun but not before two shots had been fired. He sent his boots down on the gunman's knee before running towards the edge of the roof as Oliver hit the ground with a thud. "Shit!" Oliver yelled, reaching for his gun and standing up, his leg throbbing, he raised the gun and as Alex jumped took a shot.
Bang! The gun roared as a bullet ripped from the chamber. Alex winced in mid flight as he felt a burning sensation in the back of his leg, he'd made the jump, barely and crumpled to the ground. He looked up to examine his leg which was in agony and it wasn't long before Oliver stood above him, gun pointed at Alex's head. He grimaced, teeth bared like a wild animal, his breathing heavy as he narrowed his eyes, snarling at Oliver.
"You know. I am truly sorry about this." Oliver began sniffing, relaxing his gun arm and allowing it to fall by his side. He ran his fingers under his nose, it was a cold night. The rim of his jacket flapped with the wind that was harder up here than down on ground level. "I know how much you mean to Riley and it's a shame that you won't be around anymore. But relax I'm not going to kill you." He began, looking down at Alex who was gripping his leg at the knee, bent at a ninety degree angle. "What I'm going to do is bring you back in, we'll... 'Reprogram' you as such." He said as a sick grin crossed his face. Alex lunged with both his legs, fighting against the pain. The soles of his boots made contact with Oliver's stomach, the shock and surprise causing him to drop his gun once more. This time Alex lunged for the gun and stood as best he good. Leaning his weight onto his good leg he raised the gun at Oliver who began to back away towards the corner of the roof, pondering on his next move. Alex knew that if Oliver lived, he'd have to die, there was no good way this was going to end, especially with Riley being so close to the both of them. He sighed, knowing Oliver was the true bad guy in this situation or at least one of them he raised the gun, the end of the barrel aimed directly at Oliver's forehead.
"You can't run away from this." He started, rushed in speech for breath. "Fuck..." He uttered under his breath, thinking of Riley, a single tear rolled down his cheek as he looked Alex in the eye. "I-I can say you got away... You can leave town... It doesn't have to end like-" He stopped and then a strange thing happened, Oliver began to weep.
Alex sighed and watched the man weep as he begged him not to do this and to think of Riley but in a way, that's exactly what he was thinking of. "I'm sorry, but you brought this on yourself."
"N-no! Please! Don't do th-" Bang! Silence. The hole left in Oliver's cheek began to poor blood as he stumbled staring directly at Alex. Bang! Oliver's limp and lifeless body swayed before falling backwards off the rooftop and crashed on top of a car. The car alarm blared and Alex made his escape.
On tonight's news... A young federal agent has been found dead on 5th street. His body was found only hours ago after the armed response unit of the police had responded to apparent gunshots from atop of the apartment building which below the man was found in an alley. The man has not been identified yet and neither has the specific agency he had been working for. Our sources tell us that it appears to have been some sort of "covert operation", the source described it as having "gone wrong". Forensics teams were immediately scrambled and while they cannot release too much information at the moment in the police commissioner's statement, he came out saying that a second set of blood had been found at the scene. The assailant has been described as a average height, shady male dressed in dark clothes. He was seen fleeing the scene on foot.
Knock. Knock. Knock. The knocking was rapid at the the door to Archer's apartment, Alex turned his head in the direction of the door and sighed. Patting Archer on the shoulder he told him that he'd address whoever was at the door. The whole apartment was dim, most of the lights were out save for a couple of lamps placed seemingly randomly around the apartment space. Alex answered the door, surprised to see who it was. "Oliver?" He asked, confused as to why Riley's fiancee was standing in Archer's doorway. "You're a friend of-?" He began, only to be cut off by Oliver who held up his hand.
"I'm going to need you to come with me two-seven-five-four-two-one-" He didn't have the time to finish, instinct had kicked in. Something was incredibly off and Alex had caught on to it as he forced his way past Oliver, knocking him against the wall before heading up a flight of stairs, expecting there to be a group waiting for him downstairs. Oliver screamed, "Stop!" Whipping out his gun and firing two shots in Alex's direction before pursuing him up the stairs. Archer who had heard the commotion began wiping files frantically from his computer hoping he wouldn't have to destroy the hard drives.
Oliver as he reached the top landing ran out the open fire escape door leading to the roof of the building. From behind the door Alex grabbed his arm, disarming Oliver of his gun but not before two shots had been fired. He sent his boots down on the gunman's knee before running towards the edge of the roof as Oliver hit the ground with a thud. "Shit!" Oliver yelled, reaching for his gun and standing up, his leg throbbing, he raised the gun and as Alex jumped took a shot.
Bang! The gun roared as a bullet ripped from the chamber. Alex winced in mid flight as he felt a burning sensation in the back of his leg, he'd made the jump, barely and crumpled to the ground. He looked up to examine his leg which was in agony and it wasn't long before Oliver stood above him, gun pointed at Alex's head. He grimaced, teeth bared like a wild animal, his breathing heavy as he narrowed his eyes, snarling at Oliver.
"You know. I am truly sorry about this." Oliver began sniffing, relaxing his gun arm and allowing it to fall by his side. He ran his fingers under his nose, it was a cold night. The rim of his jacket flapped with the wind that was harder up here than down on ground level. "I know how much you mean to Riley and it's a shame that you won't be around anymore. But relax I'm not going to kill you." He began, looking down at Alex who was gripping his leg at the knee, bent at a ninety degree angle. "What I'm going to do is bring you back in, we'll... 'Reprogram' you as such." He said as a sick grin crossed his face. Alex lunged with both his legs, fighting against the pain. The soles of his boots made contact with Oliver's stomach, the shock and surprise causing him to drop his gun once more. This time Alex lunged for the gun and stood as best he good. Leaning his weight onto his good leg he raised the gun at Oliver who began to back away towards the corner of the roof, pondering on his next move. Alex knew that if Oliver lived, he'd have to die, there was no good way this was going to end, especially with Riley being so close to the both of them. He sighed, knowing Oliver was the true bad guy in this situation or at least one of them he raised the gun, the end of the barrel aimed directly at Oliver's forehead.
"You can't run away from this." He started, rushed in speech for breath. "Fuck..." He uttered under his breath, thinking of Riley, a single tear rolled down his cheek as he looked Alex in the eye. "I-I can say you got away... You can leave town... It doesn't have to end like-" He stopped and then a strange thing happened, Oliver began to weep.
Alex sighed and watched the man weep as he begged him not to do this and to think of Riley but in a way, that's exactly what he was thinking of. "I'm sorry, but you brought this on yourself."
"N-no! Please! Don't do th-" Bang! Silence. The hole left in Oliver's cheek began to poor blood as he stumbled staring directly at Alex. Bang! Oliver's limp and lifeless body swayed before falling backwards off the rooftop and crashed on top of a car. The car alarm blared and Alex made his escape.
Oh sh*t! I had such a good long post and it just disappeared on me out of nowhere before I got to finish it. That is such a bummer. I'll re-write it later tonight. Bollocks. Haha.
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