Trust me

Trouble

He watched, the bright screen illuminated with white light. That screen displayed a room, inside that room were four boys. They were dressed in racing suits minus the helmets. He smiled as the drinks were brought in, it only grew wider as one keeled over coughing blood a few moments later. But none of the others did.
...
"Daniel".
The boy behind him jumped.
"Yes sir.
"Did you not have time to poison the other glasses"
He shook his head.
"No sir. One of the kitchen hands came around the corner, I had to abandon the objective" the man simply chuckled.
"No matter, the one to drink the poison was their leader. I'm not worried... did you leave the poison like I asked"
The boy nodded.
"Yes sir it fell to the ground during my escape, they'll find it"
The man smiled, his yellow teeth gleamed in the light.
"Good, as long as they know of me I don't care if he lives or dies. If he dies one less problem, if he lives... one more play thing"

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She pressed herself against the wall, sliding down she pulled her knees to her chest.
She sighed heavily.
History is repeating in a way, a peaceful town goes through change, gains a group of courageous youths willing to make a change. Threats come and go but eventually one will arise to smite these heroes once and for all. War, blood, and death is the outcome and there is nothing anyone can do.
It is inevitable.
"Dr. Janets"
She lifted her head.
"Charity, what are you doing here"
The young woman shrugged, sitting beside the older.
"Lester's getting his wrappings changed and didn't want to come alone" she smiled.
"How is he"
The brunette held up a hand and made and 'eh' gesture.
"The pain meds the doctor put him on make him high as fuck so I have to keep them in a locked box. The pills are supposed to help him not kill him. I don't even want to think about Mandy getting them"
Mara nodded.
"And how is she"
Charity threw her hands up.
"Been visiting the guidance councilor for about a week now just to cry, she was horrified enough being in the building during it. I literally had to spend the night in her room when she learned that Lester was in the hospital getting the bullet out. She was terrified just the thought that he could've died was enough to give her nightmares and she didn't even see him get shot"
She felt a sad expression from on her face, from what she heard mandy was very close to her father.
"What about you. Why are you here"
"Another blood scan, making sure the poison was completely killed by the antidote. He's been coughing little blood every now and then so Dr. Doe said to give him at least a teaspoon every night just to be sure, been keeping him at home until it passes. Rhett brings brings him his homework and assignments then passes them in for him"
"Ah, still dont know who did it"
She shook her head.
"Still can't decide whether or not leaving the bag was on purpose or not. If it was then we have a real big problem"
Charity nodded in agreement, she stood and outstretched her arm offering her hand.
She took it rose.
"Hey mom, dad's done with his bandages"
Both women turned to see a young brunette round the corner.
"Ok, tell your father I'll meet you in the car" the girl nodded and turned to leave.
Then stopped.
"Oh Mrs. Janets, is Gage ok. I wanted to thank him for saving dad but he wasn't in class. Rhett said he had some sort of strep throat"
Mara opened her mouth to speak when the door behind her opened. Out stepped Dr. Doe and Gage. The older man locked eyes with her. His smile faded.
"Mrs. Janets a word in my office please"
She obliged.
Gage smiled at her as she passed, it looked more nervous then genuine.
The door closed behind her.
"Nathan what's this about"
He handed her a piece of paper.
"His test results"
She read the paper.
The poison level was lethal.
"Nathan"
He took the paper.
"The antidote you made isn't curing it. It's only slowing it down if. As far as we know he would've been dead in only three days. It's been five, if we don't find a proper antidote for this stuff he'll die"
She was shaking, she felt sick.
"How long do we have"
His face went grim
"Two weeks at maximum, minimum... five more days. I'm sorry Mara there's nothing more I can do"
Shattered sobs escaped her throat, she sunk to the floor.
Yes indeed history appears to be repeating.