Triple Threat
Chapter 1: Part 1
"Von," Mother whispered. "Von get up someone's in the house!" With a sense of urgency, the slender figure shot up from his bed. Von quickly assumed that it was just one of "mom's stupid delusions". "Jesus mother. It's 2:00 am for crying out loud, there is no one in the house." Von croaked.
Crunch!
The deafining smashing of glass sent a shockwave through the room. They exchanged a piercing stare. "Who's delusional now, fool!" Mother hissed. This is was all impossible for Von. He could've sworn he locked all the windows. "Mom..." Von shuddered, "Just follow my-" Boom! Boom! The sound of the shotgun bullets rang in Von's ears, reminding him of his late dad. No... Von couldn't afford to lose focus, or he'd lose his mother too. "Take my hand ma." Von offered, concealing his fear. Step by step they crawled into the living room. Heads were light, toes were curled, hearts were racing... What were these people doing here...?
"Priscilla Paige?!" A shrill scream erupted from the kitchen. She clasped Von's hand tighter. "Come out and save us both of the trouble." Von was lost. Who was Priscilla Paige? What did mother have anything to do with her? Why are they deciding to that that at two in the morning? "What are you here for?!" Von blurted, leading to the clocking of a gun. The footsteps etched closer and closer until...
Clang! Von was out cold. The cries from his mother were of no use, as they were quickly halted by the cold tape. "This will teach you not to mess with the government." The man grunted, lifting her up and out the front door. The last thing Von heard was the screeching of tires.
He could not comprehend what had just happened. First, he was in bed and now, his mother has been taken away by some random people he has never even met before. As he struggled to sit on the floor, he spotted a blood stain in the corner of his eye. And his signature phrase rung through his head, "This isn't good."
Chapter 1: Part 2
Labouring to his feet, Von shivered. The door hung open now, The cloudy sky gazed at Von, and Von returned inkind. Blood meandered from his feet to the doorstep. A sudden gust of wind slammed the door shut, leaving another shiver on Von. The air inside the room came to a standstill, along with Von himself.
He couldn't move.
It was as though he had been shocked, but not just any ordinary shock, a shock that penetrated his entire skeleton, leaving him disabled almost. His eye flickered ploddingly, imitating the light bulbs. "Mother?!" Von bellowed, his eyes beaming around the room. "Mother where are yo-"
Crack! Crack!
Two gunshots splintered the window frame, shattering the glass. Von finally moved. But by sheer instinct. A sharp wince escaped Von's mouth as he rushed for the kitchen. The tiles were honey to Von's feet, sticky and warm. Grabbing a knife, Von limped for cover.
What on Earth was going on?
Suddenly a feminine voice shattered the silence.
"Priscilla Paige?!" Von shivered to the sound of that name. "Save yourself the trouble and come out." Was Mother the woman these people were referring to? What could Mother have possibly done for so many people to be hunting after her. The creaking sound of the door broke through these thoughts. "I need to find out what's going on," Von thought."And fast."