the other johnson

ch. 1

SIENNA ran out of the Los Angeles coffee shop as soon as she heard the explosion. When she exited the shop she saw a thick dark cloud of smoke emerging from the fourth story of a brick building. She picked up her walking pace as the fire trucks started arriving, she pushed her way through the crowd to see a familiar face filming the scene. Sienna grabbed the woman's arm and turned her around.

"Skye! What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm filming the explosion, duh."

"That's great, why don't you just run right in there while you're at it?"

Before Skye could answer a man jumped out of the top story window with an unconscious woman in his arms. Against her better judgment Sienna ran forward to the woman. She used her limited knowledge to figure out that the red-haired lady wasn't injured too badly. Sienna checked the woman's pulse and looked over her body to make sure there weren't any major areas of injury.

She backed away as the paramedics came forward, one even thanked her for her 'upstanding efforts' to make sure the woman was okay. After seeing that the lady was loaded into the ambulance she turned around and faced her twin sister. They turned towards the alley and walked briskly to their van.

"Want to tell me why you happened to be right there when the building exploded?" Sienna asked as she slid the van's door shut. "I swear Skye if you got yourself mixed up in some dangerous shit again."

"I didn't! Okay? I'm fine, I was just going out for a walk while you were getting food, the building exploded and I pulled out my phone to film." Skye grabbed her phone out of her pocket and proceeded to show Sienna the video of the man jumping out of the window. "Isn't it so cool? He must have super-strength or something like that!"

"No, it's not cool, it's dangerous. Skye wake up! We are 20-something year olds, who live in a van, only one of us works and I'm pretty sure there's a warrant out for your arrest somewhere. You can't be out looking for trouble, we're not teenagers anymore."

"Sienna come on!" Skye could see that this wasn't something that Sienna was going to budge on. "I—alright fine, you're right." Skye put on an extra dramatic pouty face and the two sisters erupted in laughter. It was times like these that made Sienna grateful that through everything she's been through, at least she has her sister. "Well it seems that while I was out causing trouble, you failed to get us lunch. So as a way to make it up to you, I'll go get us some food and you stay here and relax. You took the night-shift last night anyway so I'm sure you're tired."

Skye was right, Sienna was tired, she'd been picking up as many extra shifts as possible in order to make more money. "Sounds like a plan to me, I'll probably take a nap or something." Skye nodded and grabbed her wallet and coat. She exited the van and slid the door shut behind her.

Skye was going to get food for them, but she was also going to find Michael Peterson, the man who jumped out of a four-story building and survived. She had seen the man enter a diner after fleeing the scene of the burned building. She figured with any luck he'd still be there.

Sienna let her hair down from its high bun, her long dark-brown locks cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. She kicked off her boots and hung her army-green jacket on a hook that was bolted to the wall. She yawned and checked to make sure the doors were locked before laying down. She didn't need any hobos breaking into the van while she was sleeping, after a few minutes of laying there she fell into a peaceful wave of sleep.

She woke up about forty minutes later to the sound of Skye saying something into her computers mic. "You can not shield us from the truth." Sienna sat up fully and rubbed her eyes, she noticed that Skye had her computer recording. "You will not stop the Rising Tide." Suddenly the van door swung open extremely violently, Sienna was now fully awake and standing up. A large arm stuck a needle into Skye's arm and then put a cloth bag over her head.