Drake paralyzed instantly at the sound of the voices. These were the situations he hated the most, and judging by the events, it wouldn't be easy to get out safely from here, at least not right now. "Things are getting messy..." Drake shrugged. "If I don't get out now I'm toast!" he thought, trying to stay calm. Meanwhile, Jarhead looked at the house. There was nothing for him to do. It was Tanner. He just arrived to the house, in a black van. In fact, it was worse. Tanner came with another guy, and a very unique man. He was known in all of Crummton, and way beyond. His real name, though, was a mystery, but he was known as "Blackthorne" "Oops... Think they got Drake" thought Jarhead out loud, while he reclined on the tree branch, watching as a silent stalker. Inside the house, Tanner was arguing with this Blackthorne guy. They were accompanied by a legion of those can-kill-anyone kind guys, you know, the normal mob bodyguards. Drake peeked at the room, and he saw this. He also noticed that all the guys were armed. Drake thought this was his chance to learn about the plan behind the kidnapping of the kids, and he focused on the discussion. "What do you mean you don't have them?" yelled Tanner at Blackthorne. "If you don't have them for 'morrow I'll get ya, if you know what I mean..." Blackthorne seated on a chair near him. Before talking, he grabbed one cigar from a table, but just when he was going to lit it, he was stopped by Tanner. "Don't even dare" "K." said Blackthorne, putting the cigar again on the box. The two men continued their discussion, and although Drake listened carefully, he didn't understand all of it. Still, he managed to copy a few of the key words: Dock, Evaluation and Vengeance. Drake was thinking about this he heard when he saw the bodyguards. They were moving, and they were going straight to the place where Drake was "hiding". "Better get out of here..." he thought. Drake began to run to the back door. It was a good choice. Between an assasin dog and three assasins, one assasin dog was the smartest choice. Since Drake knew that those fellas were just checking the house, he ran fast and in a carefree way until he reached the door which led to the backyard of the house, the one with the deadly dog. "It's now or never." said to himself opening the door in a swift, and jumping to the ground. The fall made a loud bump sound, a sound the bad guys noticed almost inmediatly. It was accompanied by the barking of the dog. "Wat' ta' Hell?" one of them said, looking at the others. The leader waved his hand to the location of the sound and went to check it. The guy reached the window and looked thru it. The only thing he saw was the dog, barking to a bushy tree, and a few seconds later a cat emerged from it. "It's only a cat..." he said, facing the others. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ AUTHOR NOTES: This is my first shot at something like this. This is not a plead for mercy or something like that ^_^. In fact, it's best if you say what you think it's wrong, so I can correct the fails and make the writing more interesting and enjoyable. I know this is totally improvisated, and please bear with the fact that Blackthorne is still in blank. The next authors will need to make his situation. Thanks for reading! Send me your comments! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ META 1, Scene 5 By Ricardo "Keops" Chirinos riel@telcel.net.ve http://www.chaoseed.com/btr/meta/