Love Alone Is Worth The Fight

Chapter 9: Not The Only One

High above a five story building stood two men in dark trench coats and wore bowler hats. One man was shorter and thinner than the other. They looked like Timon and Pumbaa in Matrix clothing. The thin one looked at his phone and saw Hans message. He looked at his partner and nodded his head. The other one knew what to do. They spotted a grown bald man carrying groceries heading home on a gloomy early afternoon. These goons are up to something.

"Let's use him" The thin goon said. The fat one agreed.

They jumped across another building and fell down to a dark alleyway like free runners. Then chased after the man. The man saw two goons running after him, with great confusion and fear, he ran for his life. Seriously, who stops and talks to strangers in dark clothing. He made a sharp turn which made him run into in coming traffic. Then jumped over a curb and swam through a river of people. Apparently he didn't know he stumbled into a blonde haired girl that just came out of judo practice.

"Hey!" said Elsa. She saw the man running away from the two goons. The city has those days of people wearing weird clothing or whatever out in the norm. But two men chasing after an innocent man in broad day-light isn't normal. "This doesn't look good" Elsa grabbed hold of her duffle bag and ran towards the mouse being chased by two cats.

Elsa followed the three into wide alleyway. Unfortunately, she lost sight of them. The area looked more like a maze. Large buildings towering over her. She tighten the strap on her bag and ran towards a wall. Her hand aimed at the ground in which an ice blast created a flight of stairs. The staircase brought her to the rooftop of a building. She has an advantage to scan for the troubled man and two dangerous goons.

High above a five story building stood two men in dark trench coats and wore bowler hats. One man was shorter and thinner than the other. They looked like Timon and Pumbaa in Matrix clothing. The thin one looked at his phone and saw Hans message. He looked at his partner and nodded his head. The other one knew what to do. They spotted a grown bald man carrying groceries heading home on a gloomy early afternoon. These goons are up to something.

"Let's use him" The thin goon said. The fat one agreed.

They jumped across another building and fell down to a dark alleyway like free runners. Then chased after the man. The man saw two goons running after him, with great confusion and fear, he ran for his life. Seriously, who stops and talks to strangers in dark clothing?

He made a sharp turn which made him ran into in coming traffic. Then jumped over a curb and swam through a river of people. Apparently, he didn't know he bumped into a blonde haired girl that just came out of judo practice.

"Hey!" said Elsa. She saw the man running away from the two goons. The city had those days, where people wore weird clothing or whatever out in the norm. But, two men chasing after an innocent man in broad day-light isn't normal. "That doesn't look good." Elsa grabbed hold of her duffle bag and ran towards the mouse being chased by two cats.

Elsa followed the three into wide alleyway. Unfortunately, she lost sight of them. The area looked more like a maze. Large buildings towering over her. She tighten the strap on her bag and ran towards a wall. Her hand aimed at the ground in which an ice blast created a flight of stairs. The staircase brought her to the rooftop of a building. She has an advantage to scan for the troubled man and two dangerous goons. She created ice bridges to run across rooftops safety. Without stopping, she chased after the screams of the helpless man.

Just below the maze of alleyways, came Jack driving his truck down the path. He just finished his day-long of deliveries. The radio was still on and Jack was still singing along to old school tracks. Apparently, he changed a bit of his look. He wore a Yankee cap and a bandana that was wrapped around his neck. Jack's beanie was soaking wet so he cover his head with the cap. As for the bandana, his last client had funky breath. So he used the bandana to cover his mouth and nose. Jack lied to the client saying he was sick.