Hunting The Hunter

Surprises!!!:D

Do you know the feeling when your window is down and the wind is blowing your face and your hair is flying everywhere and your music is turned up loud? Yeah. I love that feeling.  Some people hate it when their hair is blowing in their face but I like the feeling of the wind blowing in my face and as for my hair, I tie it up in a pony. Simple as that. It had been a few minutes since we left Starbucks, I had just dropped Jeanna off at her house and was on my way to my place. I was thinking of the day's events. I couldn't believe it; Mark was dead. Now you must be thinking how the hell do I know Mark and Jason right? Well, it all started in freshman year, Mark used to pick up Jason from school and I used to walk home. Mark and Jason and Jason's mum used to live across the street and one day Mark offered me a ride. Jason and I had a 2 classes together and to say that we didn't get along at all was an understatement.  We couldn't stand each other at all. When this feud started between us, I don't really know but we could not stand each other's presence and everyone knew that. I looked over at Jason and he was rolling his eyes, Mark probably understood and said that it would be faster and that it is so hot outside today and stuff which were pretty good reasons. I surprised myself and thought eh who cares? I nodded and Mark told Jason to sit in the back which he gladly did for some reason that is still unknown to me and I slid into the passenger seat. Mark and I made small talk with Jason dropping really colorful and interesting comments (note the sarcasm) here and there. Soon we reached my house and I thanked Mark and flipped Jason off at something he said about me being another of those dumb girls. I heard Mark laughing and saying that nope she is not one of those girls at all. I smirked to myself and entered my safe haven, my house. So yeah that's how it began but as if the car rides weren't torture enough Jason was chosen as my Chemistry partner meaning we had to projects together which meant we had to hang out which I was not going to do at all but surprisingly I did and we became good friends. 

We were friends till Sophomore year and just as junior year began he ignored me and I did the same and we just stopped talking. I still wonder why he blocked me out but I didn't really care until now. To please my worries and anger I thought that he didn't want sympathy from me because of his mother's illness but he should've known better than that. He knew better than anyone that I wasn't the typical normal girl but I didn't give a damn. I never cared what people think of me and well now I do a bit but it's just the CIA people but yeah I know who I am and what I'm capable of and I am really really happy with myself, in fact I couldn't have been more perfect than I am today. Yeah I could do with a family but I am better off alone. Always was and always will be. Jeanna is different. She's the only thing that helps me stay sane in this insanely cruel, unfair and selfish world, well her and music. 

I reached home in a while and grabbed my keys and stuff and headed towards the door and locked my car that Mr. Davis brought as I only trust him with my car. My car is like my baby. I entered my house, locked the door and threw my keys on top of the fireplace and threw my bag on the floor and went into the kitchen. I grabbed some vanilla ice cream from the freezer, added some chocolate syrup to it and I sat down on the couch and started to surf the channels on the TV for something good to watch. I settled with a back to back special of BTR and started eating my ice cream. 

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*Next day*

I woke up early as usual and got dressed for my morning jog. It helps a lot. I'm not cautious about my weight or health or anything like that because I'm imperfectly perfect. Besides, I get a full check up every week after my training to make sure I'm healthy and fit. I jog because it's really calming and the fact that I really like it as it's generally really quiet and peaceful and I can think too and it's pretty much a habit now; even on days that I don't feel like going jogging I'll still wake up early and maybe grab my guitar and play for a while or grab a book or just start to get ready earlier. I started to think about yesterday and how I have just lost touch with the world. Maybe going to college isn't such a bad idea. But can I handle it and my training? My head was swarming with so many thoughts that my head started to hurt. I jogged over towards the park today instead of just 3 rounds around the neighborhood and jogged around the park and smiled remembering all of those memories of mine in the park. Me and  grandma having fun, me and Jason messing with each other, me and Jeanna hanging out and talking and me being me. I stopped jogging and just walked around in the park trying to remember everything that ever happened to me in this park. You see memories are really important. They give us strength and the will to go on and keep moving forward even when everything is trying to bring us down. I turned around and jogged back home. It was high time I visited Doc and tell him about Mark. In a while, I had reached home and ran inside and took a cold and relaxing shower and changed into blue jeans, a T-shirt and grabbed my leather jacket. I grabbed my phone on the way and some food and my keys and walked out the door. i just loved this life. I couldn't ask for anything more. I was living every kid's dream; to be a spy with all those cool toys and the perks were endless. The things a gun could get you, trust me you'd be surprised. I opened the door of my car and sat in, started the engine and turned on the radio and started to cruise. In about fifteen minutes, I reached Doc's lair (he likes to think of his home as a lair). You see Doc was working on how to reverse the process of the way the people related to this huge mess were dying. That jerk A.K.A The Hunter, well you've got to admit the guy's not dumb infact the guy's pretty smart meaning it was hard to catch him and really important too. He would choose a person, find out as much as he could about them and then when the time was right he would inject a drug in them that would make kill most of their WBC's and a chemical would be released that would infect the RBC's and the remaining WBC's would kill the RBC's resulting in a lot of blood loss in the person. The person would start to become dizzy and light headed but their body wouldn't be able to make enough blood for recovery and in a matter of few minutes the person would die. He did that to everyone even mom and dad. The jerk actually recorded a video and sent it to HQ for me. They were at his mercy right where he wanted them. Underneath him. That's where he thinks they belong but they belong up in the sky, they deactivated a nuclear missile before the world would have been infected with the drug but died themselves. That jerk is a coward he attacked them from behind (how do we know well the injections were given from behind so that proves that they were attacked from behind). He knew he couldn't beat them. The little shit. But why? Is what I can't stop wondering. What did mom and dad do that makes him despise them so much.  I rang the bell and he opened the door within seconds like he was waiting for me. I hugged him as soon as I entered and the tears started to flow out. He lead me to the kitchen and I sat on the bar stool while he got us some coke and I explained to him everything. Doc was like the only adult I could actually confide in beside Mark and Grandma. That jerk killed everyone I loved. It was like his mission was to destroy me but why couldn't he just kill me and save himself and others some pain. I mean wouldn't it be easier but what if he didn't want to kill me but make me suffer? He has killed so many people. Mom, Dad, Grandma, Delilah (Jason's mum) and now Mark. This was the last straw. No one else dies but him. That jerk's going down. I had finally calmed down and now Doc said that he had something to show me. He lead me to his actual lair where he worked and did all his experiments. What I saw next made me gasp. He made new toys and they looked amazing. Doc works for the CIA and he is the greatest gadget inventor you can ever come across. He walked towards his wooden desk that he made himself and crouches under the desk and I hear the sound of something opening and Doc comes back with a drawer full of some papers with the confidential stamp on it. "Are you sure I can see this?" I ask Doc nodding towards the confidential stamp. "Yeah besides it's my work and no one else knows about it besides me and now you. Look we all know he kills two people within two weeks and then crawls back into his hole and then after a month or two kills again and if he killed Mark then you never know who he might kill and I need you to know this if he ever comes after you." "I don't know if he killed Mark or not. Besides it always says heart failure. What if the person's heart actually failed? And he won't kill you, I'll kick his ass before he comes within a mile near you. Also that Beretta and 12 gauge in your closet both can kick-ass so you don't have anything to worry about Doc and I can handle myself." "I know you can but you can never be more prepared but what if you need to save someone? You need to know Angela. Besides the person's heart does fail in the end due to body malfunction and blood loss." "Okay." And then it clicked. "Oh my god!!! You did it didn't you? You figured out how to reverse the process?" I asked and he gave me his amazing smile. His smile could light up the whole town and brought so much warmth and I just hugged him. "You're amazing Doc." "I know Angela." He smirked. "So how do you do it and show me the new gadgets please." I gave him my puppy dog face and he gave in like always. "I will show them to you but the important stuff first. Okay?" "Okay."  

He explained it all to me and even showed me how on a poor old little rat but he was going to die anyway so it's okay I guess. I stood there in shock. He had actually done it. I just nodded not being capable to say anything. Instead the tears that I was holding in escaped my eyes. He pulled me into a loving embrace. Now no one would ever die again due to this dumb drug.

A/N. Drugs are really harmful and dangerous and can cause really fatal problems. Please don't take drugs. It might seem the only answer to your problems right now but instead of solving your problems you're getting yourself stuck in a more bigger and dangerous problem. Fight through the pain it's worth it.

Anyway hope you guys like it:)

Angela xx