The Ant's Daughter (An Ant-Man Story)

I Need Answers

So...............

I'm alive.

Truly sorry for those fans who like this book. I say I will update, then I take a year-long break.

Anyways, I PROMISE things will go faster.

Enjoy!

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Sarah was able to leave the police station about an hour later. She sat in the back of the police car with her stepfather and her mother in the front. While her mom and stepfather were talking, Sarah just stared out the window, thinking about whom the mysterious figure could have been.

They had her stepfather's face...

Maybe she was just seeing things. He was at the police station...

What if he is lying...?

That would mean an entire station would be in on it...

Sarah rubbed her temples. This was too much for a freshman to think through.

Once they got home, Sarah immediately ran to her room to write down everything that she remembered about that one night, avoiding jumping to the conclusion that it was her stepfather.

Shirt: white on the bottom hem (Undershirt?)
Jacket: Black/Navy Blue with white strings, aglets on the end
Hat: Ski mask on head (not over face)
Pants: Beat up jeans with hole on left knee
Shoes: ???
Height: Over 6 ft.

She took some tape, moved a poster of Pym Technologies from her wall, and attached the paper to the wall. Sarah then covered it back up with the poster and laid on her bed. What could someone be after in Hank's house? Her dad had been missing for over a month now, so they wouldn't be looking for him, right? Sarah didn't tell anyone about what she was doing with Hank and Hope.

Who could it be?

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Sarah was back in Hank and Hope's house, sitting back at the kitchen with her laptop looking through . She looked at the clock on her laptop; it was one a.m. She looked around, confused as to why she was back there. She heard a door creak and turned around. It was the same creak as from the night before. Closing her laptop, Sarah grabbed a pan from the kitchen and slowly walked towards the sound.

Slowly, she opened the dining room door and peered through. There was the man climbing up the stairs. She didn't try to speak, but her body made her ask, "Hank?"

But, the man didn't turn around immediately. This time, Sarah actually asked, "Who are you?"

In less than a second, the man swooped down and grabbed Sarah by the shirt collar, raising her off the ground. There was no face to this man, only a grey blur.

As it spoke, the words echoed in Sarah's ears.

"Find me, or Cassie dies!"

Sarah shot up screaming. She looked around quickly, trying to come back to reality. She was back in her temporary house while hers was being repaired. The sound of ringing still rang through her hears. She thought she had a headache, but it turned out to be her alarm going off. Groaning, Sarah slammed her hand onto the top of the clock and sat up. She had almost completely forgotten that she still had to go to school.

It was Friday when Cassie disappeared and Sarah was attacked, and Saturday night (Or technically Sunday morning) when Sarah was attacked. She hadn't done anything but lay in bed thinking about who it could have been that night, so Monday came by much quicker than expected.