Connections

Stephen’s Plan

I'm normally ready to fight at all times. I must be cautious and hold back a bit right now though. If I'm not allowed to exactly hurt him, I need to be smart about this.

Chace moves forward quickly. His fist is raised, and he punches Skylar. Skylar wobbles a bit but stands his ground. He looks at me and then back to Chace. With a smirk, he wipes the blood from his bottom lip off with the back of his hand. In one quick movement he pushes me backwards and punches Chace.

Chace falls to his back on the ground as I wobble but keep standing. Chace wraps his legs around Skylar's ankles and kicks forward making Skylar lose his balance. Once he hits the ground, Chace gets up and lunges at him. He punches him once and grabs his shoulders pinning him to the ground.

"Quick Vince!" Chace yells struggling to keep Skylar down.

I pull the cap off the syringe and bend over Skylar. With the needle only inches away, Skylar suddenly reacts. He pushes Chace off him, and reaches up to my arm, grabbing it. He turns it slightly making me wince in pain and drop the syringe.

I try and retrieve it, but Skylar kicks my stomach forcing me backwards. He turns to crush the syringe but is stopped by Chace tackling him to the ground. They roll across the road, but Skylar ends up on top. He pins Chace down with his knees and starts to punch him as I stand up.

"Forget what Meghan said," I mumble grabbing Skylar's gun off his car. I make my way over to Skylar and tap his shoulder. He stops and turns to look at me just as I smash his head with the gun.

Skylar falls unconscious and Chace pushes him off him and onto the ground next to him. I grab the syringe and stab it in Skylar's neck. After giving the injection, Chace and I pick Skylar up and throw him in the car.

"Meghan's not going to be happy," Chace warns me.

"She'll be fine. We got him right?" I say.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's just go."

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Skylar's POV

The room is spinning and blurry. I open my eyes wider and feel a sharp pain on my head. I reach up slightly to feel my head. After touching it, I look at my hand and see blood. I try to stand up, but I cannot go far. My hands are in handcuffs that are attached to a table. I groan and sit back down.

The door to my right opens and someone walks in. He sits down across from me. Even though he is wearing a mask, I can tell who he is. He is part of Meghan's team.

"So, what did I do to deserve this special treatment?" I ask.

"I'm sure you know why you are here," Kyle says.

"I'm sure I do."

"What's your uncles plan?"

"Wow, starting out with the good questions, huh?"

"I didn't hear an answer," Kyle states.

I lean back in my chair and look past him. I look at my reflection in the two-way mirror in front of me. I smirk at it because I have a feeling Meghan is in there. She is listening to everything I say.

"You know," I start, placing my arms back on the table. "I'm not telling you anything Kyle."

"You will."

"Will I?" I ask noticing his change in posture. He is starting to get irritated with me.

Kyle stands up and reaches out the door. He places a cup of water in front of me and then walks out the room. I slump in my chair a bit and look at the cup in front of me. I do not trust that they are just handing me water to drink. I look up at the two-way mirror again and pick up the glass. I bring it close to my lips and wink at the mirror before throwing it against the wall next to me. It shatters as it hits the wall. I watch as the water slowly drips down the wall creating a puddle on the floor.

"3...2...1," I whisper as Meghan barges through the door. She looks down at the cup and back to me. She reaches for the chair and drags it to the side of the table. Once she sits, she leans close to me.

"So, you don't want to talk?" She asks.

"Not to Kyle," I say.

"How about me? You want to talk to me?"

"Always," I flirt.

She giggles and places her hand on my knee. I look up at her and notice how close we are. I gulp.

"You know," She starts. "I told them not to hurt you."

She reaches for the damp towel next to her and brushes my hair to the side. Gently she wipes away the blood from my head. I watch as she smiles slightly and sets the towel next her. Her eyes look into mine as she leans in close to me again.

"You want to help me with something?" She whispers.

"Anything you want."

She giggles again and places her hand farther up my leg. Her lips are inches away from my face and I can feel her breath on my skin. With her other hand, she pulls me closer to her closing the space between us and our lips touch. She slowly kisses me.

Seconds later she pulls away and moves her chair back to the other side of the table. I am still shocked at what happened, but Meghan seems completely unfazed by it.

"Are you working with your uncle?" She asks.

"N-Yes I am," I find myself saying.

"Great. Is he planning something big?"

"He's not- Yes."

What is going on? Why am I telling her all of this? I do not want to, but I cannot stop. Everything keeps spilling out. I watch as she gets a small grin on her face. She c***s her head to the side and watches me in amusement.

"What did you do?" I ask.

"Nothing much. You just swallowed a truth pill that forces you to tell me anything I ask you."

I stare at her with a bit of anger. That's why she kissed me. She was able to get me to swallow the pill without me even noticing.

"Is your uncle's plan already in motion?"

"Yes," I sigh.

"Great, so what is it?" She finally asks.

I feel myself starting to answer but I bite my tongue. I cannot tell her what the plan is. She will have the advantage if she learns of it, and I cannot let that happen! My mouth starts to open but I try even harder to keep it shut. After fighting it for a few more minutes, I start to blurt everything out. "He's began creating a new drug."

"And what will this new drug do?"

"It will cause whoever takes it to go on an enjoyable high for a few hours. After that they lose consciousness for a few minutes. When they finally wake up, they are no longer in control and find themselves wondering off to meet with my Uncle. He will give them an assignment and they have 24 hours to complete it. Once the 24 hours is up, they pass out and fall into a coma lasting around three days. When they return from that, they have no memory of what happened. All they remember is the high they had and the need for the drug again."

"Great," she says as she raises her hand and snaps. The door opens and Vince walks in. He sends me a glare as he walks behind me. I look up at Meghan with a sudden thought.

"You had to ingest some of the truth pill too, didn't you?" I ask her.

She narrows her eyes at me as she says, "Yes."

"You say you hate me, but that isn't true, is it?" I ask.

She looks away from me. "No. It's not true."

I smirk. She nods her head at Vince, and I feel a sting in my neck as I slowly lose consciousness.

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Meghan's POV

"Well, there we go. We have a good amount of information to get us started," I say to Vince as I stand up.

"What should we do with him?" Vince asks motioning towards an unconscious Skylar.

"Put him in my car. I'll take him home."

Vince nods as he unlocks Skylar's handcuffs and picks him up. I follow him and watch from the window as he places him in my car. Once he is placed safely, I turn to face the group.

"Okay, I think it's safe to say we have enough information to at least start a small plan," I say.

"When do you think we will do this?" Jack asks.

"Soon. I'm thinking we should first do a stakeout. Just too really see what we are up against. The fight was easy last time, but I'm sure that Stephen has worked harder on his creatures by now," I plan.

"I think Jack and I should do the stakeout," Kyle says. "Neither of us jump to fight so..."

"What are you saying?" Chace chimes in.

"You know what I mean!" Kyle says.

"What? You think Vince and I have no self-control!"

"Okay, okay! Chace you clearly just want more time with Vince!" I joke as I nudge him. He stops talking instantly and stiffens up. I give him a strange look and say, "I'm just kidding."

"Yeah, I know!" He says turning away.

"Okay... Um so yeah. I think Jack, you and Kyle will do the stakeout. Now, I'm going to take Skylar home."

"Do you need any help?" Jack asks.

"Nope! See you guys later."

Quickly I turn and head outside to my car. Skylar is in the passenger seat with his head leaning against the window. I reach across him and pull his seatbelt down and over to strap him in. Once done, I strap myself in and start the car.

I drive in silence thinking about everything that has happened. Skylar really is working with his uncle. Part of me was really hoping he wasn't. I mean, I cannot stand him, but I don't want to be fighting against him. He is different.

I reach down my shirt and pull a necklace out. It's a flower pendant with red gems. I lay it against my chest and continue to drive.

I cannot believe this new drug Stephen has created. I have no doubt that he will want to test it out on someone. I do not want that to happen.

Skylar shifts in his seat next to me a bit. The drug is starting to wear off. Just as his eyes flutter open, I put the necklace back under my shirt. Skylar sits up now and looks around. I watch him from the corner of my eye and smile a bit. He has a confused expression.

"Well look who finally woke up," I say.

"Yeah, because it was my fault I wasn't awake," He mumbles.

I roll my eyes as I pull into his driveway. The house is tall and dark. Everything is silent. All I can hear is my car and Skylar's quiet breathing. Skylar reaches for his seatbelt and tries to exit the car. He pushes the door open and tries to lift his legs up, but they do not move.

I unstrap my belt and walk to the other side of my car. Skylar looks up at me as I place his arm around my shoulder and help him stand up. He may be conscious, but the drug has not completely worn off yet.

"You're going to have to help me to my room," Skylar says.

"Why? I could just leave you here on the doorstep."

"Meghan," He whines.

"Fine."

I open his door and help him to his room. The door is already open, so I quickly put him in there. I start to put him on the bed, but I am pulled down with him.

"You know. My legs may not be functioning, but everything else is," He winks.

"You're disgusting," I say as I get off him. I turn around and head to the door. Skylar grabs my wrist and pulls me backwards.

"It sucks we are on different sides of this mess," He admits.

"You chose to not be with us," I remind him before yanking my wrist away and leaving his house.