Chapter 37: What's Left of Us
Sam pulled up twenty feet away. He got out of his car and froze. He saw Danny sitting on the road, holding Dark Vengeance’s limp body in his arms. “Oh, no,” he whispered.
Other police cars pulled up as Sam walked closer. The officers got out of their cars and drew their guns.
Sam put his arms up. “Hey, hey, don’t shoot!” he yelled. They slowly lowered their guns. Sam glanced around, trying to make up his mind. He sighed. “Search the woods!”
The officers quickly hurried off into the bushes. Sam walked up Danny and crouched down next to him. He grabbed Dark Vengeance’s wrist and checked for a pulse.
“I’m sorry,” he said, when he didn’t find one. Danny was sobbing, completely beside himself.
“No,” Danny shook his head. “It was my fault. Whitney knew the whole time. She knew I’d do this.”
“Betray everyone. She knew she could use me to get what she wanted. And she did. The city’s hers now.”
“Danny, I, uh,” Sam sighed. He sniffled and then looked up at him. “I have to take you in.”
“I know.” Danny never took his eyes off of Dark Vengeance. He kissed her on the forehead and the gently laid her down. Sam stood as Danny whipped his face. Danny stood, his shirt covered in blood.
“I really don’t want to-”
“Just do it, Sam.”
Sam pulled out his hand cuffs. He stepped behind Danny and cuffed his hands.
“Angel killed her,” Danny said. “But Whitney’s the one who needs stopped.”
“We’ll do what we can,” Sam said as the other officers came back. They took Danny and loaded him into the back of a police car.
That night, after Sam had wrapped everything up, he called a team meeting. He arrived last, and headed straight for the head of the table. He stood next to the car, resting his arm on the top of it.
“So, what’s going on?” Drake asked. “How’d thing’s go with Danny?” Sam stood quite for a minute. He placed a hand on his hip and sighed. Sarah J covered her mouth, knowing what he was feeling.
“I don’t know how to…word this, exactly,” Sam started. “But…earlier today, Rebbeca went to stop the prison van from taking Danny.” He paused. Concern started to grow on everyone’s faces.
“Sam…” Abigail said. “What happened?”
“According to what Danny said…Dark Rose was in the back of the van with him, and the whole thing was a trap, orchestrated by Whitney.” He looked around at everyone. “Guys, Rebbeca…she didn’t-” he stopped and sighed. “Dark Vengeance is dead.”
“What?” They were all shocked.
“She died at the scene, before we arrived, from multiple gunshot wounds. I’ve managed to keep her identity a secret. The news will break first thing tomorrow.”
“No,” Drake said. “No, that can’t be right, she wears a vest-”
“I know, but she didn’t.” Sam looked at him. “I don’t know why, but she didn’t.”
“No.” Drake stood. “No, no, that’s not right.”
“Drake,” Abigail stood and walked up to him.
“She can’t be dead.”
“I know.” Abigail wrapped her arms around Drake as he burst into tears. She held him as he cried. Sarah J whipped away stray tears, watching Drake. Sam put his hands on the table leaning into it. He stared down at the table, watching as one lone tear fell.
Six Months Later…
Danny sat on a bar stool, watching the news as he finished another drink. The bartender brought him another drink as the TV showed Angel’s wanted poster. After everyone helped clear his name, the world began a man hunt for Angel.
Everyone wants to put Dark Vengeance’s real killer behind bars. But Whitney controlling the city has made that a little difficult to do.
“Slow down there, mister,” Samantha said as she sat down next to him. “You’re not even legal, yet.”
“Tell that to my ID.” He downed his drink and then turned to look at her. “What do you want?”
“I just came to make sure you haven’t drowned, yet.”
“Well, I’m still here. Unfortunately.” He signaled the bartender for a refill.
“Well, I was thinking, since we’re freelancers now, maybe we should leave this state altogether. You know, find some new hunting grounds. Maybe settle down…?”
“Look, I didn’t love you before all of this,” Danny said. “What makes you think, after what you did, I’d want you now?” The bartender filled Danny’s glass, as something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.
He turned around and saw Caster walking toward them. He sighed and then gulped back his drink. “So, this is how it’s going to be?” He looked at Samantha. A sadistic smile spread across her face.
Caster walked up behind Danny and put her hand on the back of his neck. Her bracelets, belt, and tiara, all glowed red. A numbing sensation ran down Danny’s spin, as his eyes glowed red.
Caster removed her hand and then sat down next to Danny. “I have to get back, but the effects will last for twenty four hours. This makes us even, Oystra.”
“Even it is,” she smiled. Caster stood and then left the bar. Samantha stood and took Danny’s hand. “Come on. Let’s get far away from here.”
He smiled and stood. “Whatever you say.”
Drake went to each computer, turning it off. He then walked out into the main room. He looked up at Sarah J.
“How, Sarah? How did it come to this?” Drake asked.
“I don’t know, and I wish I had all the answers.”
He looked around Headquarters and sighed. “She died for nothing.”
“I know it may seem like-”
“She did. Yes, we helped prove Danny’s innocence. But, look at this. I’m shutting down Headquarters. The Guardians of Kernsville are done. There’s barely a city left.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. There is always something worth fighting for, Drake,” she said. “You just have to find it.”
“Yeah, I did. I had two, remember. The one died and the other broke my heart.” He stormed past her and to the elevator. She sighed and followed him. They into the elevator, shutting off the lights as they did.
The doors closed and took them up. They opened and Drake quickly stepped out. Sarah J followed him as they walked outside. She turned around and grabbed the door knob, pulling it closed behind them.