Post by thebutlerdidit on Feb 25, 2013 21:41:25 GMT -5
Alexander paced the floor outside Nathaniel's hospital rooms. The doctor walked up to Alexander. "What is it!? Anything happened!?" Alexander quickly asked. The doctor placed a hand on his shoulder, "Calm down Mr. Hexx, your brother is fine for now. Is there any other family members that you should tell? You need a break from all of this," The doctor looked at Alexander with a sympathetic look. "Oh no, our parents are dead and-" Alexander gasped, "Oh no... I need to tell our grandmother!" "OK, you go, Nathaniel will still be here when you get back," "OK, just make sure he doesn't hurt himself if it happens again," Alexander snatched up his helmet and hydrocycle electronic key card. He put on his black leather jacket and walked out of the ICU of St. Theresa's General Hospital.
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He still was in the hall, but now it looked more like a church than the Great Hall from Harry Potter. The alter at the front had four statues. He walked to them. The taller of the two were the faces of Sebastian and Donavon, he was shocked at how real they looked. The other two, were a bit older, more gaunt, but still of a age below 60. He shivered, they were his parent's faces. Lucy and Lukas Hexx.
There were gravestones at their feet. Obviously showing that they were dead. Nathaniel gave a quizzical face, where were his sisters? They were dead too. Jessamine and Veronica died in the house fire along with the rest of them. Nathaniel shook his head, they couldn't be alive. All of the sudden he felt fatigued, then tired, then sleepy, then exhausted. He laid down on a bench and fell into a deep, deep sleep......
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Alexander arrived back at the bar where his grandmother said was where he could find her. He walked in, quickly and quietly to the back room. His grandmother sat behind the big mahogany desk. "Alexander, I'm sorry, but I can't talk right now. I have people dispatched all over the city and-" Alexander interrupted her, "NATHANIEL HAS BEEN SHOT!" He fell to his knees and sobbed with his face covered by his hands. His grandmother stopped all that she was doing and dropped the glass she was holding. It shattered and the water splashed everywhere. She stood up and walked over to Alexander. She kneeled and wiped Alexander's tears. "Where was he shot? When? With what? How many people? Where is he?" He answered all of these questions.
"OK, hold on one second," She walked over to one of her guards. "Listen to me. I will only say this once. OK?" He nodded, "I want every person that I can in the area of that Cathedral. I want all of my crime scene people there as well, OK?" He answered with a straight face, "Well, ma'am, we have people dispatched everywhere, so I don't think we will be able to-" He was cut off by Alexander's grandmother, "Listen to me you son of a b!^#%, this is my grandson, and if anything stands in the way of me finding the mother f@^!%*$ who did this, I will rip it, or them, to shreds with my own bare hands. GOT IT?" she was holding him by the collar, even though he was two feet taller than her. "Yes ma'am! Sorry!" He ran off with a scared look on his face. "She grabbed the scarf off her chair, "Come Alexander, we must get to the hospital." Alexander got off his knees and walked after her out of the bar.
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He still was in the hall, but now it looked more like a church than the Great Hall from Harry Potter. The alter at the front had four statues. He walked to them. The taller of the two were the faces of Sebastian and Donavon, he was shocked at how real they looked. The other two, were a bit older, more gaunt, but still of a age below 60. He shivered, they were his parent's faces. Lucy and Lukas Hexx.
There were gravestones at their feet. Obviously showing that they were dead. Nathaniel gave a quizzical face, where were his sisters? They were dead too. Jessamine and Veronica died in the house fire along with the rest of them. Nathaniel shook his head, they couldn't be alive. All of the sudden he felt fatigued, then tired, then sleepy, then exhausted. He laid down on a bench and fell into a deep, deep sleep......
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Alexander arrived back at the bar where his grandmother said was where he could find her. He walked in, quickly and quietly to the back room. His grandmother sat behind the big mahogany desk. "Alexander, I'm sorry, but I can't talk right now. I have people dispatched all over the city and-" Alexander interrupted her, "NATHANIEL HAS BEEN SHOT!" He fell to his knees and sobbed with his face covered by his hands. His grandmother stopped all that she was doing and dropped the glass she was holding. It shattered and the water splashed everywhere. She stood up and walked over to Alexander. She kneeled and wiped Alexander's tears. "Where was he shot? When? With what? How many people? Where is he?" He answered all of these questions.
"OK, hold on one second," She walked over to one of her guards. "Listen to me. I will only say this once. OK?" He nodded, "I want every person that I can in the area of that Cathedral. I want all of my crime scene people there as well, OK?" He answered with a straight face, "Well, ma'am, we have people dispatched everywhere, so I don't think we will be able to-" He was cut off by Alexander's grandmother, "Listen to me you son of a b!^#%, this is my grandson, and if anything stands in the way of me finding the mother f@^!%*$ who did this, I will rip it, or them, to shreds with my own bare hands. GOT IT?" she was holding him by the collar, even though he was two feet taller than her. "Yes ma'am! Sorry!" He ran off with a scared look on his face. "She grabbed the scarf off her chair, "Come Alexander, we must get to the hospital." Alexander got off his knees and walked after her out of the bar.