Well, this is unexpected.

"So this is a puzzle now! Cute." Alec darted across the parking lot and flopped onto a park bench. The nice thing about Ditto was how tiny it was. Very convenient. "I believe I said 'question for a question', Mister Keylogger. That was three."

Alec got his breath back and made for the forest straightaway. The speaker interference on his ear bud was getting more and more annoying. At least it meant he was getting closer...or father...or whatever it meant. There was an obnoxious crackle of fallen leaves on the ground and Alec peeked around a tree (terrible form, but hey, he was a thief, not a spy) to see one of his coworkers.

Oops. Other way. Alec eased back out of the trail to see Ian with yet another coworker (honestly, Frank must be recruiting left and right...) standing with Ian.

David stared down at his cell phone, cold brown eyes observing the pictures he had been sent. Many subjects....only one him. He snarled as he passed picture of Justin Thomans. "Filthy!" he cursed between his teeth, and kept on flipping through. Finally he found the image he was looking for. He raised an eye brow, and peaked around the edge of the tree he was hiding behind. "That's him!?" he chuckled. "Not much of man. But supposedly he's that FBI agent. Well, who cares if he isn't? One less person to crowd the world...." he pulled a silent pistol from his pocket, and checked to make sure it was load. It was. He usually had his weapons prepared. Tossing his head to remove a stray piece of lengthy brown hair from his eye, he turned and leveled his gun with Nate's head. The shadow's from the tree concealed him from view, and kept others from seeing his murderous intent. "Goodnight." he breathed and pulled the trigger.

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"Ack!" Ian gasped, gasping as the man who had him, transferred his grip to his neck and head. Damp hair fell down to touch Ian's lower lip, he blew on it, then sighed. "You know, really, holding my head, and holding my arm aren't much different. So, I'd really prefer if you took the arm option." He wondered if this whole situation could get any worse. "And another thing....your arm pit really, seriously, stinks".

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Brian was in the process of walking homeward. He had his hands shoved deep into his coat pockets. He eyes were turned downward, and so were his spirits. Ever since that kid had come to school, his life had gotten a bit more miserable. Not only because Logan just really didn't like him, but he also picked on Emmy, and Brian felt himself attacked to her. There was something inside him that sparked when he looked at her, and burned with indignation when someone began to be rude to her. He'd never felt that way before, but right now even thinking of this strange feeling couldn't lift the cloud that hung over his head. He just plain was happy right now. He sighed and kept walking toward home. Maybe he would run into a friend that would cheer him up. He didn't know...

Alec forced a wave of calm and walked over to Ian. "I think I can handle this one, um...," he struggled for the correct names, "...Carl. And, uh, Mack? Right." He shrugged and snagged Ian's arm with his elbow, tugging him towards the car.

"Hey, Ian!" He leaned with all his might and couldn't budge the guy. "Okay, basic rundown. I'm going to do something incredibly stupid and would like it if you could cooperate for maybe a second or two. Agreed?" He grinned. "I'll throw some pizza in on the deal."

Miley and Peter safely and quickly got into Miley's car. On the way to Ian's house, Miley saw Brian. She rolled down her window. "Get in here, quickly. There is danger at the park."
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Micah closed his eyes, when the goon shook a branch near him. A breath of fresh air came out, with the goon left. Then, he turned to find Alec in another tree. Fortunately, Alec left. Still, he was afraid fro Ian and everyone else.
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Another goon dragged justin by his ponytail and threw him onto the ground. "Never kick me like that again!"
Justin let out a sarcastic laugh. "Oh yeah? Well, you deserved it!"
The goon grabbed his shirt. Listen here, Punk! I researched you to find there was a warrant against you for not showing up in court five years ago. So, I would keep quiet if I were you. Better not call the cops...or I could bring up a reminder."
Justin suddenly remebered he did fail to show up at court when he was eighteen, before becoming a Christian. Still, everything else was hazy. "Let me go!"
He stomped on the man's foot, wondering if he was going to have to kill again like he did last year.
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Stacey smiled sweetly at Logan, glad to have found a decent guy who would take interest in her. "Sure have. But not with anyone as nice or good looking as you."

A terror went through Kahlynn's heart. She saw Alec too, but she dared not move. Even the slightest movement and he'd see them. Her senses were working fully now, she could hear and see everything. She hated that feeling of being hunted... and now they were so close to getting caught... She'd rather be face to face with another cougar than I goon with a gun, at least then she'd be in her element. She tried to control her breathing, scared that it was too loud, but she didn't seem to accomplish much.

Nate heard something something move, the sound of metal scrapping against a plasic holster... He flattened himself against the ground as a bullet wizzed over him and buried itself in a tree.

He the proceeded to roll behind a tree, then begin firing a barrage of bullets at his attacker. His clip ran dry "Son of a gun." Nate said, inserting his spare clip. Then waited for his attackers next move.

"So, Alec, whats your question?" He managed to ask, turning his mike back on.

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Grace had been quiet as a mouse the whole time. She was good at climbing trees so she didn't have any trouble getting into this one. Grace had never been so scared in her life!

The neighborhood was relatively silent as Emmy walked thorugh it, allowing her to focus on her own thoughts unhindered. She turned a corner, and suddenly saw Brian walking down the same sidewalk toward her. He hadn't seen her yet; his eyes were turned downward. Her heart panged at the thought that something was wrong; he looked very glum. Even though she hadn't planned on meeting or talking with anyone when she left the house, she now wanted to. Speeding up her steps just a little, she soon approached Brian. "Hi," she said, smiling sweetly. "Something wrong?"

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Logan let Stacey's compliment go straight to his ego, nonstop. He grinned and flipped his hair. "Well, Ditto Town doesn't have too many guys like me, huh? Not too much competition." He chuckled at his own statement. Then he added with a smile, "Of course, you're one-of-a-kind too, Stace."

Stacey giggled, with a hint of a blush. "Thanks. I can see you got great fashion taste too. So, what do you like doing in your free time?"

Logan toyed idly with a pepper shaker on the table as they talked. "Oh, you know, fun stuff. I like to skateboard, play basketball, hang out with friends. What do you like to do?"

Brian looked up as he heard a familiar voice. "Oh, Emmy....Hi!" he said trying to smile. He looked at her with slightly sad brown eyes. "I'm just not having the greatest day..."

Stacey thought about this for a minute. "I like to shop. Really looking for some new hobbies though," she admitted with a giggle.

Emmy’s eyes were filled with empathy. It hurt her to see him upset. “Can I walk with you?” She asked immediately, hoping to cheer him up a bit. She was giving up her time to walk by herself, which was something she normally relished, but right now she didn’t even think twice about it.

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For a second, an awkward pause reigned supreme as Logan couldn’t think of anything interesting to say. He didn’t like that; he liked having something to say at all times. He spotted a waiter bringing their food toward their table, and spoke up. “New hobby? Okay, how about eating pizza?” He joked. “One of my personal favorite hobbies.”

"Sure! I'd love that" Brian said, nodding, and giving her another small smile. He then began to walk in the same direction he had been, this time though not as sulkily. A slightly awkward silence ensued.

Stacey chuckled, glad to have a guy take so much interst in her. Unlike those losers, she wasn't that into watching her weight. "Um sure."
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Peter called Ian on his cell phone. "DUde, where are you? You okay?"
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Micah could not hold his weight on teh tree branch any longer. "Kahylyn, let's hide somewhere else!"