Now You See Me Carrie

Dylan vs Margaret

With Dylan

Two minutes later

Richmond tipped off Dylan about Carrie running away from Margaret because of the fanatic attempting to kill her daughter.

He drove straight towards the White residence.

Dylan quickly came to a stop outside the White residence on Carlin Street. He got out, marched with determination up to the front door, knocking very loudly and aggressively. After a moment, the door opened and a disgruntled Margaret White stepped out.

Margaret: Who are you? What do you want?

Margaret stared at the FBI agent before her who, in her mind, was wearing a suit.

Dylan: Mrs White? Carrie White's mother?

Dylan had anger in his voice barely disguised.

Dylan: My name's Dylan Rhodes, an FBI Agent and I've some news for you concerning your daughter. May I come in and explain it?

Margaret: That WITCH is no daughter of mine!

Margaret suddenly screeched, startling Rita slightly, but then the eyes of the agent/magician narrowed in rage.

Margaret: Leave now and never return, before I strike you down in the name of the lord all mighty!

Dylan: (Angrily) Strike me down?! Like you tried doing something to Carrie last night?!

Margaret: The witch doesn't deserve to live. It needs to be purged from this earth and sent back to hell's fiery depths where it belongs!

The fanatical woman rambled in a crazed voice. Then Dylan charges a front kick to the raving woman's chest which sends her flying backwards into the house. Rita followed and stood in the doorway as Margaret picked herself off the ground, while holding her chest in pain.

Margaret: (Screeches) You d-dare to attack me, you heathen?! I'll send YOU back to where you belong for this!

Dylan: Just try it, you mad lunatic! You'll pay for hurting Carrie! I'll be damned if I were to let you or anyone else try and hurt her again! So bring it on!

Dylan brought his fists up to her face.

Margaret screeched, before running to the kitchen and grabbing a knife. In fact, it was the very same one that she had wounded Carrie with the evening before. She then charged at the magician, screaming like a lunatic.

However, Dylan remembered his training, dodged the blade easily and then, bringing her right fist up, landed a strong punch on Margaret's nose, making it bleed instantly.

The religious fanatic recoiled in pain and dropped the knife, before bringing her free hand up to her nose to try to stop the bleeding. However, she left herself wide open to another assault.

The FBI agent quickly delivered another two punches to Margaret's face before backing off a little, taking advantage of Margaret being undefended.

Dylan lifted his leg up and gave Margaret another hard kick, this time in her stomach, and the fanatic grunted out in pain as she doubled over. Taking the chance, Dylan lets Margaret try to tackle him until she hits by a glass mirror and knocks her out cold before falling to the floor where she lay knocked out.

Dylan: (Snarls) That was for Carrie you bitch!

Dylan looked down at the downed woman who'd hurt his soon to be niece.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down from what had just taken place, Dylan pulled out her phone and dialled 911.

Number: This is 911, what's your emergency?

Dylan: Hello, my name's Dylan Rhodes. I need police and paramedics at the home of Margaret White at 47 Carlin Street in Chamberlain as soon as possible please.

Number: Yes sir. Is anybody injured?

Dylan: Just Margaret White. She attacked me with a kitchen knife when I confronted her for attacking her own daughter last night and I defended myself. She's currently knocked out.

Number: Okay sir, there's a nearby police unit already on its way to your location and should be with you very shortly. And paramedics have just been dispatched too. They should be there in less than 5 minutes.

Dylan: All right... excuse me, hang on a second.

And Dylan lowered his phone. He could hear police sirens in the distance and getting closer. Then he saw a police car come round the corner in the distance and drive towards her.

Dylan: Speak of the devil, the police are here right now. Thanks for your help.

Number: No problem, ma'am. Have a nice day.

And with that, the call ended.

The police cruiser stopped in front of the house and, as the siren and blue flashing lights were turned off, the two officers, one male and the other female, exited the cruiser and approached the gym teacher.

Police Officer: Are you Dylan Rhodes sir?

Dylan: Yes I am.

Before turning to the knocked-out form of the woman by her feet.

Dylan: That's Margaret White, the woman who attacked me.

The female officer cautiously approached the body and after looking over her, confirmed to her partner that Margaret was still breathing, just knocked out and also pointed out the knife that lay on the front porch not too far from her side too.

After telling his partner to keep a close watch on the unconscious woman until an ambulance with the paramedics arrived on the scene, the male officer turned to Rita, while pulling out his notepad and pen from his belt.

Police Officer: Mr Rhodes, may I ask you why you're here and why Mrs White attacked you the way you claimed?

Dylan: Of course, officer.

Dylan explained every detail from Richmond about Carrie running away from Margaret because of the fanatical woman attempting to murder her own daughter.

Dylan: I drove here to confront Margaret. But when I did, she began raving a lunatic and threatened to kill me with a kitchen knife like she threatened to kill her daughter. But I was able to defend myself and knock her out before I called for help.

The officer wrote down everything Rita had told him, before closing his notepad and looking back at Rita.

Police Officer: Thank you for your statement, Mr Rhodes. If we need anything else. We'll get in touch with you. Oh, and don't you worry about Margaret White. We're quite familiar with her and her...unusual antics, and after this incident, she won't know freedom for much longer.

Dylan: Thank you, officer.

Police Officer: No problem sir.

Just as an ambulance pulled up at the side of the street in front of the house. The paramedics got out and, after speaking briefly to the female officer, went over to attend to Margaret. Dylan checked his watch, it was 8:28 AM.

Dylan: Well I guess I gotta go now.

He walked towards his FBI issued car and leaves.