by D L Jones
Tre runs straight for the man, charging him. He hits the man with his shoulders at full speed, lifting him off his feed. Without losing momentum, Tre crashed the kidnapper hard into the wall. The kidnappers head slams into the wall, knocking him out as they blast a whole in the wall. Tre drops him in that hole unconscious.
Chauncy runs past Tre through the whole in the wall and down the hall. One of the other kidnappers stood off to the side of Chauncy’s path. He was holding a knife and as Chauncy ran past him, he swung the knife. The knife ran from Chauncy’s shoulders down to the middle of his back, doing no damage. The blade just rubbed him like a paint brush, not breaking the skin. The kidnapper is stunned.
Chauncy looks at the kidnapper and charges towards him. In one fluid motion, he throws his elbow, hitting the kidnapper in the face. The kidnapper fell forward and Chauncy threw an uppercut to his chin, standing him back up. He then threw another uppercut which lifted the kidnapper off the ground and up into the air. Chauncy reached out and grabbed his ankles and whipped him to the ground. Chauncy steps over the limped, passed out body and continues running.
The kidnapper with the beard was a lot bigger than the other kidnappers, he thought he would tackle Tre since he was a wiry framed person. He wraps his arms around Tre as he ran by, but Tre didn’t slow down. He kept running, dragging the kidnapper across the floor with ease. The kidnapper held on for a few feet, then let go. He tumbled into a table.
Chauncy gets to a door and tried to open it but its locked. He takes a few steps back, several feet then run full speed at the door. He crashed through, never missing a step. He looks back to see Tre doing the same thing, except he comes crashing through a boarded-up side of the house.
Now that they are free, they continue running across the field outside of the house, yelling and screaming. Both in an uncontrollable rage. After They run for about a mile, they both stop to catch their breath. Just then, they both pass out and lay lifeless on the ground.
Chapter 7
“I Think he is awake! DR!” Nurse!?” Rebecca calls out.
Chauncy opens his eyes to see that he is laying in a hospital bed. He looks up and see Rebecca looking back at him. TO his left was another hospital bet where Tre was sitting on the side, Wearing a hospital gown.
“Becca…How did I get here?” Chauncy asked.
“State police found your car abandoned sometime last night. This morning they found you and Tre passed out on the side of the highway.” Rebecca answered.
She seemed so relieved to see Chauncy away, she leaned in and gave him a big hug, kissing him repeatedly.
“Is Tre ok? Man, last night is all really fuzzy.” Chauncy said.
“Do you remember anything? They say they think those same kidnappers from the news might have tried to get you two. You must’ve somehow fought your way out.” Rebecca said.
“Yea, things are a little fuzzy to me too. Chancy, Man…we need to talk…” Tre said.
“Yea we do! What the hell did you give me—”
“Not now…” Tre interrupted.
“The police want to ask you a few questions. The Doc said you can leave after.” Rebecca informed Chauncy.
A couple policemen entered the hospital room and asked Tre and Chauncy a few Questions. The questions were typical wellbeing type but once they asked detailed questions about what happened, Tre stepped in.
“Can we just come to the station later and answer these questions? I would really like to get to my hotel”
“I suppose. With what you told us already Mr. Jones, we do have enough information for right now. Here’s my card” said one of the police officers.
Both police officers handed Tre and Chauncy their business card and left the room. Tre started getting dress, as well as Chauncy. Rebecca helping him with his shirt.
“Why am I so sore?” Chauncy thought.
They both get dressed and left the hospital. Chauncy and Tre hopped in the car with Rebecca and drove off.
Chapter 8
Chauncy and Rebecca arrived at home from the hospital late afternoon. Chauncy was still thinking about what had happened the night before. He wondered how he ended up in the hospital, what it was that Tre had given him.
“Did I really run through a wall?” He thought to himself.
He went over the details of his capture and escape over and over in his mind. What he could remember. Everything was still a little fuzzy to him. His thoughts were cloudy. He didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t.
Rebecca was grateful to have Chauncy back safe. She went into the kitchen and grabbed a wineglass from the cabinet. After filling the glass, she went back to the Livingroom and took a seat. She started taking sips of her wine. Chauncy paced back and forth, trying to figure things out in his head.
“Chauncy, come sit down, baby. You are making me nervous.” She said.
“I’m sorry, it’s just that last night…” Chauncy replied.
“Well, you are fine. That’s all I’m worried about.”
“Yea, I guess you’re right.” Chauncy responded.
Chauncy finally decided to take a seat and sat down beside Rebecca. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek while balancing her glass of wine. Chauncy was still nervous, he kept bouncing his knees while he sat, he couldn’t relax.
“I need to talk to Tre… last night… you just wouldn’t believe… I have to talk to Tré.” Chauncy said, almost incoherently.
“Well, why don’t you go talk to him? We just dropped him off at his hotel, think he’s still there?” Rebecca said.
Chauncy picked up his phone and dial Tre’s hotel, the phone rang and rang. He hangs up and puts the phone back in his pocket.
“No Answer.” Said Chauncy.
“I hope he’s alright.” Said Rebecca.
Chauncy waited about 10 minutes then tried to dial Tre’s hotel room again. Still no answer. Just as he was about to take a seat beside Rebecca, the doorbell rings. Chauncy looks over at Rebecca and Rebecca looks back. She gets up, still holding her glass of wine and walked over to answer the door. Chauncy started back pacing back and forth in front of the sofa.
“Heeey, Rebecca! Chauncy around? Just figured I’d stop by and check on you 2.” Tre said as Rebecca opened the door.
Chauncy heard Tre at the door and rushed over to see him.
“Hey Chauncy. I know you probably have a few questions for me.” Tre said.
“Damn right I have some questions. What was that shi—”
“Shhhh” Tre stopped Chauncy.
“No one is supposed to know about what we took yesterday. It’s VERY experimental. You haven’t talked to the police, have you?” Tre continued.
“I didn’t say anything. I figured it was something you were working on and wanted to talk to you about it first. We can talk out here…” Chauncy said, motioning for Tre to follow.
Chauncy leads Tre out the front door and through the side of the house. They walked around the house to the back and came to a detached garage. Chauncy unlocked the door and held it open for Tre as he walked in.
Inside the detached garage was very similar to his office at the HD shop. It was sort-of a man-cave slash office. There was a large mahogany desk, the security monitors, leather sofa, a fridge, a microwave, a computer and a large panel TV.
“Wow, you could live out here” Tre commented.
“Luckily, I've never had too” Chauncy said.
Chauncy then reached up and pulled down a metal gate that blocked the door which they entered.
“Soundproof” Chauncy said.
He then walked over to the computer and tapped a few keys on his keyboard. Music started playing in the room. Chauncy then grabbed a remote and lowered the volume. He then sat down at his desk and looked at Tre.
“Ok, tell me… what was that shit you gave me yesterday!?” Asked Chauncy.
Tre still standing, took a deep breath and sat down on the leather sofa. He sat on the edge of the sofa, resting his elbows on his knees.
“The reason I’m in town this weekend, I’m meeting with a government contractor.” Tre said.
Chauncy rolled his eyes but continued to listen on.
“I’m trying to get funding for this drug… the one we used last night.” Tre added.
“Drug? What is it? I mean… did you see what we did? How did that happen? How is that possible? I RAN THROUGH A WALL TRE!” Chauncy said.
Tre took another deep breath, this time he looked Chauncy over, almost as if he was inspecting him. He paused for a minute more, as if he was trying to judge whether to tell the full story.
“Tell me mother fucker!” Chauncy demanded.
Well… about 5 years ago, I started a project based on some studies I was doing on brain activity. It started as something we thought we could use to help people with mental disabilities. Enhancing Brain activity, allowing increased learning, comprehension, memory and logic. Sort-of like a steroid for your brain.” Tre explained.
“Well I didn’t feel smart! I actually felt dumb as shit. I wasn’t even thinking! So, I’m guessing the project isn’t that anymore?” Chauncy said.
“No, it’s definitely not that anymore… well not exactly. The focus has changed completely.” Tre said.
“Explain.” Chauncy demanded.
“Now our focus is based on the Hypothalamus.”
“Hypothalamus???”
“The part of the brain that controls a lot of other things that your body does. From your hormone production to the nervous system. We focused on controlling that.” Tre explained.
Chauncy stood up and walked over to the mini fridge in the corner of the room. He opened the door and grabbed a beer. He popped the top off the beer and turned it upside down. Drinking about half the bottle before turning it upright. He looks at Tre for a few seconds wondering what he will ask next.
“you want one?” Chauncy said holding up his beer.
“Thanks, but I don’t drink.”
Chauncy turns up the beer and finishes off the bottle. He then grabs another out of the mini fridge and goes back to his seat at the desk. Tre is still watching Chauncy very closely, monitoring his every move, his every action.
“OK… So… how does what you say, make what we did… happen?” Chauncy asked.
Tre took another deep breath.
“Well… once we figured out what all we can control, and how to control it, we were able to create a drug that would force the Hypothalamus to give out these extraordinary orders… to all different parts of the body that it controls or takes part in controlling. Thus, the enhanced strength and stamina. The hardened skin.” Tre explained.
“So… it’s a steroid?” Chauncy asked.
“More like a steroid… on steroids.” Tre said proudly.
“Ok…” Chauncy replied, slightly rolling his eyes.
“The catch… it only enhances the things the brain thinks it needs to enhance. It needs a desire.” Tre explained.
“That’s where the focus came in… why you were telling me to focus on getting out of here. You wanted me to have that desire…”
“Exactly!”
“Me having the desire would allow the drug to let me… make me do whatever I needed to do to get out of there. Even run through a wall and throw a man 2 times my size.”
“Correct!” Tre confirmed.
Chauncy thought about that for a few minutes more, mulling over what Tre just told him and the previous night’s event in his head. Tre continued monitored Chauncy, looking him over, checking his facial expressions. Just then, Chauncy’s phone rang. Chauncy reached in his pocked to get his phone and answered.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Peters? This is Officer Ford. I know you’ve been through a lot the last day or so, but you need to come to the HD shop.”
“Everything ok?”
“There was another break-in.” Said Officer Ford.
“Dammit! I was supposed to have security there this time. I’ll be right there.” Chauncy answered.
Chauncy ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket. He motions for Tre to follow him as he lifted the metal gate and opened the door leading out of the garage.
“Sorry Tre, I have to go to the shop. I’ve been having a little of a break-in problem lately.” Chauncy explained.
“No Problem Chauncy. I got some work to do tonight, anyway. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow before I head back.”
Chapter 9
Chauncy rushes to the HD shop. As he pulls up, he notices a few police cars and an ambulance. The store was closed, so he was able to park in front, beside the police cars. Chauncy got out of the car and walked over to Officer Ryan and Officer Ford.
“Mr. Peters, you got off lucky this time. Nothing was stolen or damaged.” Explained Officer Ryan.
“It looks like one of your employees was in the store. He manages to run the would-be thieves away.” Added Officer Ford.
“Rodney?” Chauncy asked.
A stretcher rolls by, being pushed by 2 paramedics. Chauncy looked to see Rodney laying in the stretcher. Rodney was awake. He looks up and see Chauncy. His eyes brightened.
“Mr. Peters! I did it! Not on my watch! I told you!” Rodney said excitedly.
“Good work Rodney!” Chauncy said as he walked over and gave Rodney a light shoulder pat.
“Is he ok? What happened?” Chauncy asked.
“Oh… he saw the van. Got a good look at them outside of the store. He made a bunch of noise, running back and forth. They must’ve thought there were a lot of people in the store.” Said Officer Ford.
“Yea it must’ve been a little too much for him… all the running. He had a panic attack. They are just taking him to the hospital to make sure that’s all it was.” Said Officer Ryan.
“I’ll have to give that boy a raise! I surely thought he would pass out trying to stop anyone… well I guess he damn near did.” Chauncy laughed.
Chauncy looked at his watch then reached in his pocket. He expected to grab one of his pills, but he had something unfamiliar in his hand. He pulled it out and opened his hand. It was one a vial. A syringe Vial from the previous night. One of Tre’s experimental drug vials. He rolled the vial around in his have for a few seconds, wondering how it managed to get there.
“Are you ok Mr. Peters?” asked Officer Ford.
“Yea… Yes I’m fine”
“We have gotten all we needed tonight, we are going to call it.” She continued.
Chauncy then put the Vial back in his pocket.
“Thanks Miss Ford- “
“OFFICER Ford Mr. Peters.”
“Sorry, Thanks Officer Ford.” Chauncy said correcting himself.
Chauncy walked around the HD shop a little while more, just making sure there wasn’t anything overlooked. The police slowly drove away, leaving Chauncy there along. He thumbed the Vial in his pocked for a few seconds then headed to his car.
Once he got to his car, he grabbed his keys to unlock the door but he stopped. He decided to take a walk. He didn’t have a destination but just continued past his car and down the blocks. Thoughts of the kidnapping filled his mind. He kept going over it in his head. He Walked a few blocks before he realized it. One thing Tre told him kept replaying over in his head.
It only enhances the things the brain thinks it needs to enhance. It needs a desire.
“It needs a desire…” Chauncy whispered to himself.
Chauncy takes the vial out of his pocked and inspects it. He took a loon hard look at it. He examined the liquid inside. He looked at the imprint where your thumb goes to squeeze the drug into your body. He took the cap covering the syringe off and put it back on a few times.
“It needs a desire.” Chauncy said again.
He let himself get deep in thought while thumbing the Vial. Concentrating and contemplating. He started walking faster and lost himself in his thoughts. He eventually stopped. He took the cap off the vial and stuck the needle in his arm. He tried to use the same location that Tre
used the night before. He then squeezed the Vial till all the fluid inside was injected. He puts the cap on the vial and put it back in his pocked. He turns back towards his car and starts a slow jog. He got about a half block before he falls to his knees.
No sound is made…
Chauncy rolls around on the floor slowly…
…
“AAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Chauncy yells.
He then takes off in a sprint. Every step increases the speed at which he runs. He runs and runs. Eventually his speed is 2 times that of an Olympic level sprinter. He races past his car, not even thinking about entering or driving. He runs down the block and turn the corner. He gets to an intersection with a lot of traffic and leaped over a car. As fast as he lands, he takes another leap This time landing on a fire escape. He then races up the fire escape to the top of a 7-story apartment building. He races across the roof then leaped. He leaped off the building, landing on the roof of another building that was 35 feet away.
Chancy did this for miles, he ran all the way home. It took him less time to get home on foot than it did to get from his house to the HD shop in his car. He gets to his front door, luckily it was unlocked as he just pushed it open. Once inside the house he yelled…
“Baby! I hope you are awake! If not, you better work on being that way!!”
He races up the stairs, skipping 3 or 4 steps at a time. He goes in the room where Rebecca is now standing. He grabs her in a way he has never before. Rebecca was startled. She didn’t know what to think, her eyes grew wide, and she was shivering. She opened her mouth to ask a question but before she could utter a word, Chauncy kisses her. He was kissing her very passionately and aggressively. Rebecca wasn’t used to this kind of behavior, but she enjoyed it.
Chauncy went to unbutton Rebecca’s top, he was having trouble, so she went to help him. They were both hand fighting for the button. Chauncy finally got frustrated and ripped Rebecca’s top off. With one motion he grabbed her top, one shoulder in each hand and ripped it from her body, splitting it into 2 pieces. He grunted and growled as he did so. He then reached down and did the same thing her Pajama bottoms, tore them directly from Rebecca’s body.