As they were pulling out of the driveway, they saw a big black Chevy Suburban drive into the driveway, with at least seven or eight armed men inside.
"What are you going to do?" Katherine asked as innocently as possible.
"Buckle up." Justin said as he himself was buckling up his seat. "And hold on tight." As he threw the shifter into first gear, he revved the engine, one foot on the clutch and brake pedal, the other on the gas. Then, almost in an instant, he let off the brake pedal, and the tires spun as quickly as they could.
As lucky as they were to get out of there, they were still in high speed pursuit with whoever was chasing them.
"What do these guys want?!" Katherine screamed as she panicked and grabbed Justin's hand a little harder.
"I think I might know." Justin began to answer her. "A while back, I went through some black ops files. There were seventeen different wars that were fought without anyone knowing, and I spilled the beans, so to speak."
"I'm going to kill you for bringing me into this Justin." She replied.
"Look, I went into witness protection a while back, my real name isn't Justin." He began. "It's actually Charlie. So, if you want to stop calling me that, you can." Justin, or Charlie, went into witness protection because before he moved to Amity and met Katherine, he was a bank robber in Los Angeles. He had turned on his friends and called the cops on them as they were in the middle of their biggest heist ever. "It was all just a big mistake to do all this. I'm sorry. If you want to leave," He said sarcastically, slowing the car down and unlocking the doors. "Then this is where you get off."
"Stop!" She yelled as she grabbed his hand again and yelled, "Drive!"
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The Lost Ones
FantasyTwo children, Katherine and Charlie, are running from a lot of people who want to kill them. Charlie is Bobby Singers son, and Katherine is a future demon, not possessed, but turned into one.
