Chapter 9 ~ Murderer

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Alice;
See, I had no idea what was going on With Morgan. I was just walking back to the school to grab my stuff and to meet up with Adrian, we had many things to discuss for the following week. Although, many things will be revealed in further chapters, so bare with me at the moment.

Alice's POV

"Hey Adrian." I said shouldering my backpack.
"Hey." His eyes were distant. Lost. "Why did we become Cobras'?"
"Because we didn't have a choice" I sighed "we were children, we didn't have anyone. We went unnoticed. So we made ourselves seen, know, and respected."
"I regret it. My sister is now a nuisance at home." Adrian looked down. "It's all my fault."
"Your sisters descions are not your fault. She made those choices."
"I know but------what's that smell?" He sniffed the air.
I copied, smelling Succinylcholine (SUX for short). "That's a paralizing drug. It's normally used for kidnappings."
"I don't understand, why would it be on school grounds." He looked around.
We passed parking lot when the smell got even stronger. "It's coming from that car over there" I pointed at a black SUV that was leavingthe parking lot.
"Wait. Isn't that....."
"The vehicle Morgan went into." I finished.
We look at each other and dropped our stuff, breaking in to a run.
"If SUX is being used then there is a possibility that Morgan's father has something to do with this." I said not faltering a step.
"Why do you say that?" Adrian jumped over a fence.
"Morgan's father works with drugs. That's why they have so much money."
"Oh no."
"Oh yes."
"We have to hurry. If Morgan is who you say she is.."
"Then we're all screwed."
We looked at each other then looked straight ahead, watching, waiting. When the light turned green and the SUV took off we followed, jumping from car to car. Causing a lot of trouble.

Morgan:
While they were following the SUV I was stuck in it, suffering. My dad was driving while a man in a dark suit sat next to him. I couldn't move, couldn't talk. To be honest I was scared. That is until a spirit came barreling through the window and hovered in front of my face.

"Move child." It whispered. "Move or you will die."
I tried desperately to talk but whatever had been sprayed into the back seats clearly made me inmoblie.
"No, do not try to speak. I am merely a messenger. My identity is irrelevant. Meeting you is an honor. Please mistress, save yourself from a damned fate."
Mistress? Messenger? From whom? All these questions flew through my head but I pushed them away. They weren't important. I wracked my brain, trying to remember what kind of poisons affect movement. Damn I can't remember.
Then I heard it, or rather felt it. Vibrations in my head.
(In Morgan's head)
Alice; "Morgan! Morgan can you hear me?"
Morgan; "Yeah kinda, will you stop yelling?"
A; "oh sorry. Listen you're being affected by a drug called Succinylcholine. It stops all movement by basically sending your brain to sleep. However, you are still aware of everything that's going on around you. It's commonly used in rape and kidnappings."
M; "Uh. What? Are you telling me that my own father has kidnapped me!"
A; "Yeah that about sums it up. Listen Adrian and I are chasing the SUV, we are trying to find out where they are taking you. We both know why but i can't talk anymore, it's already taking  up a lot of my strength to talk now. I'll find a way to get a message later, for now try to find a way out of there!"
(Not in Morgan's head)
The spirit hissed "you should not associate with that one. She is evil."
I snorted, loud enough that my dad turned around, so I quickly shut my eyes until he turned back around.
"Yes! You made a noise. Which means is may be wearing off. Try moving your toes!" The spirit looked down at my feet. I tried wiggling them and to my delight saw a small movement.
"You may just be saved after all!"

Morgan;
That's what I thought too. However, little did I know that the 'messenger' was famous. More or less of course but still. Anyway, that's all the time I have and it got pretty long today so yeah. Talk to all of you next time!

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