(Sorry about not updating, homework is a bitch and quite frankly I'm a really lazy son of a bitch too)
I struggled to stay still, anxiety still present in my blood. It flared in and out with every minute that passes by, the agents trying to soothe my nerves. But to no prevail my stress stays the same.
"Storm calm your fucking tits, your buddy John is on the way." Daniel said crossing his arms to try and look intimating, but failed when I glared at him. His composure crumpled.
"Say whatever you please but I ensure you that I will not calm down until I see his body walking toward me with no injuries on his body." I exclaimed, stress building up.
"Don't think that gonna happen by the looks of what happening right now." Mumbled Dexter who took the spot next to the television earlier and had it switched to the news.
"Excuse Me?!" I practically ran towards Dexter and him pushed away and glued my eyes to the screen weary of what I would see.
It was a news report. It was responding to crash scene on the highway.
"We're reporting to you a pileup on the road, officials say that it started when a pickup trucks tires suddenly popped and spun the diver out of control, which caused other drivers to ram into the pickup truck. Paramedics and police officers say the casualties were minimal, 2 people died while 5 were injured."
The reporter looked off to the side as she received new information about the crash. She nodded when the transition was complete.
"I've just gotten the names of the victims that were killed here today.
One goes by the name of Michael Costro, a middle aged man who worked at a veterinary hospital. The other death is Jonathan Hearn, a man who was in his late 20's and worked at the local gun range."
I broke. My body refused what my mind wanted to do, so I broke mentally. I block out the rest of the news story, while my eyes stayed glue to the screen. The world came crashing down on us, the gang lost someone who they could trust. While I lost someone who knew me better than I did myself.
Someone was shaking me, but i couldn't bother with responding. That until a slap to the face alerted my senses.
"Damn it Storm, why won't you do anything." A defeated sounding Diana whispered.
"What do we do now?" Chara muttering, since Jon was the only one who had access to weapons.
"We fight, what other option is there now? We lost our passive path due to the fact the Headmaster has it out for us to make matter worse.....Hell now I'll have to go back on a promise I made long ago." I snarked at myself.
"You keep going about a promise Storm, we all heard you whisper to yourself. Don't pretend that we can't hear everything, don't hold back on information." Diana spoke so loudly she was yelling.
"Can't hide anything if it's in plain sight. The only thing you need to know is that I was a pacifist when I left and now I'm now forced to end the man that cause me my fair share of nightmares. The only way I can win is if I have your help to stop this." I spoke with such hope.
"This might kill us huh? Is that something you're scared of Storm or are we just weapons to you." Daniel spoke with a cold edge to his voice.
"I'm terrified, It never once crossed my mind that you're weapons to me. The truth is that I've grown attached to you all and now it's my duty to keep you safe as my friends." I whispered, staring at the floor as if it would comfort my soul.
What I didn't expect was a group hug that was smothering and nearly crushing.
"I knew that you cared the second you brought me the twinkies." Dexter said while grossly sobbing.
"Dexter! Don't ruin the moment with your mucus is getting everywhere!" Diana yelled pushing him away.
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Tale of a Garden
AdventureKilling....it's the only thing that people find natural in a sense, but you discover the true reason it's scary. Benjamin Storm was retired runway hitman finds out that the people he's been killing were innocent from the very start. He couldn't for...
