Fusho Book.1

Chapt.7 Evidence

(Fusho's P.O.V)
I wake in my room getting ready for tonight and put on my black hoodie and pants along with my lucky necklace of course. I finally get done and make my way out the hallway to see sally in the bath room getting ready in the bathroom looking in the mirror brushing her hair. She had on tight black pants and a black crop top with a leather jacket over it. "Sally there is no need to look good if we are not going to be seen." I say messing up her long orange hair. "Boy!" She yells pushing me to the side of the tub almost falling inside of it. "Haha did you get me?" I mock to her by messing up her hair again. Knowing she was going to retaliate I started speeding out of the bathroom, only to realize how much my sister knows me. She places a force field in the door way of the bathroom making me running smack right into it, I ain't gone lie that freaking hurts. I fly all the way back into the tub and landing inside this time. She giggles and run her hand against my short black hair to mock me mocking her. "Well played." I say laying there in defeat.

(Later that night Fusho's P.O.V)
After dinner me and Sally grab our jetpacks from the weapons room and use the secret way out of our house from the basement to outside. Flying through the night sky feels so amazing, especially when you have the view of Las Vegas under you. All the bright lights, cars, and palm trees. I look over to Sally who's hair was flowing in the wind with her eyes closed. I can easily tell she is enjoying it just as much as I am, if not more. Me and Sally was always those people who liked scenery and appreciated every detail of things. We never really had amazing things to look at back at home, or at least I don't think.

I really do hate the fact I can't really remember my life all the way before we was sleep on ice. I do remember Sally and mom being real close and I know it must hurt her to not able to really have that full memory. Sometimes we just sit together in the living room at night and try our best to reminisce our past, but the night would always ends with us crying ourselves to sleep, this necklace is the only thing I really have to remember them. We soar above the clouds to avoid being spotted, we also made sure our jetpacks stayed at a low setting make sure it's not to loud for the people on the ground to hear. Blending into the black night sky with our clothes me and Sally just enjoy our ride to the old shop, because we know that by the end of this night we are not going to be the same.
(End of P.O.V)

Fusho and Sally makes it to the car shop to find it completely covered in police tape and some abandoned police cars. "Oh crap there might be some police still here." Sally whispers to Fusho. Sally and Fusho drop their jetpacks next to the dumpster in the back of the shop. "Careful sis this could be a trap." Fusho says to his sister looking back at her. Sally nods and they creep to the side of the shop. Fusho peeks around the corner to see if the coast is clear. All he sees is police tape. The doors are open but there is tape covering the doorway. Fusho starts to touch the tape... "What are you doing?!" Sally quickly says to Fusho. "What, what happened what you mean?" Fusho asks "We need to make it seem like there was nobody here and if the police come back in the morning to see the tape torn off..." "ohhhhh." Fusho says interrupting Sally. "Ok then, but how are we going to get in?" He asks. Sally points to the roof and they both begin to climb it.

Once at the top Fusho notice an old dusty vent that leads to the inside. Fusho looks at Sally with a smirk. "Ladies first." He says to her opening his arms towards the vent. "Uhhh that's fine... now that I think about it we can take the front door." Sally says uneasy. Fusho knew Sally would not like to get herself dirty in anyway possible. "Nah nah nah Sally this was your idea, we gotta go through the dusty old vent to get inside. Sally pouts and heads to the vent. The two finally make their way out the vent and into the shop, cautiously looking around. "Well of course they cleaned the place out." Said Fusho. They look around to see that even the blood stains have been clean. "What do you think they did with all the dead cyborgs and Uncle mike?" Fusho asked still looking around the room for clues. Sally turns to Fusho with a disappointed look on her face. "You did not just call him that." "Too soon?" He says trying to light up the mood.

They both continue to search the area for hours but with no luck. "Fusho!" Sally yells. Fusho runs across the room to see Sally with a device in her hand. "What is this?" Sally says holding it up to herself. Fusho has flashbacks of when the same device was in master clue's hands earlier. "That was Master clues's I think he was using it to control Michael. He...he used it to kill him." Fusho tells Sally wishing he could unsee the death of his uncle. "Well this is all we could find take this and put it in your jetpack so we can analyze it later." Sally says handing the device over to her brother. "Cool, let's get the hell outta here." Fusho starts walking and stops,"You wanna take the vent outta here?" "Hell no we taking the front." Sally says marching her way to the front door. Fusho laughs and catches up to her.

"Hey when we get home can you massage my feet, because I have been walking all da-." Fusho bumps into Sally and looks up to see why she is standing still to see the police surrounding them with guns pointed in their direction. Fusho and Sally looks at each other and then looks at the hidden cameras all around the shop. They put their hands up as the police approaches them with handcuffs.

(End of chapter 7)