The Turn: Chapter Forty-Three

The Turn

Chapter Forty-Three

~The End of the Order – Part 3~

The Turn

The driver ditched the limo a safe distance from the mansion. He grabbed anther car and continued on. The driver sped through the streets. He was unhappy, very unhappy. It was true. When Scar had seen him as a friend, the driver had seen Scar as a necessary resource to bring the New Order into being. Scar was just a mindless pawn that the driver had used for his own proposes.

He had had everything planned out. Scar would have lived a few more months, maybe a year if the driver allowed it, and would die from natural causes leaving him, the driver, in charge of the New Order. Everything was going according to plan. But then there was that pesky Tower and its Agents and the driver dealt with them accordingly. He thought that the rest of his plan would go on smoothly. But no, the Tower didn’t stay dealt with.

After the Tower fell, he made valiant efforts to find and capture its leader without avail. He did, however, find several documents, mostly newspaper clippings and pictures of a prominent family. With their pictures taken frequently, the driver assumed that that was who he was looking for. So he went behind Scar’s back, as he did frequently, and hired Others to go to the Island and find anyone in the family there.

They evaded the New Order’s watchful eyes until the driver got news that two of the family members had been spotted traveling together: a boy and a young girl. The rest of the family had been rumored to have escaped the Island. The driver commanded their capture and hoped that they would draw out the rest of the family from hiding. It didn’t work. The two evaded the hunters that he sent after them. As of six months ago, there was no sight of them.

If that wasn’t bad enough, now his whole plan to rule the world was in jeopardy and was starting to fray at the edges. Now, the former members of the Tower and many Others were fighting against the New Order. HIS New Order!

The driver gripped the steering wheel. The anger inside of him was building. Was it really any of the Tower’s business what he did? They should stay out of peoples business.

As he though angrily, someone walked casually out into the street. The driver swerved to avoid hitting the person. He crashed into a light pole. The driver managed to get out unharmed and looked around the deserted street. There was no sign of the man that he had seen cross the street.

He walked into the center of the street. There was only a doll laying on the pavement. The doll wore a grey coat and a grey hat. Its silver colored hair was neat and orderly, strange for something that could have been tossed onto the ground. It had no eyes, just shallow craters for eyes. The driver looked around but there was indeed no one to be seen.

The driver swore and turned up the street to look for another car. He heard something and turned. A ways away was another doll sitting on the curb of the road. It sat in a pink dress and had blond curls. A pink and white lase bonnet sat lightly on her head. The driver turned away and looked at the car. Sitting on the back trunk was another doll wearing a tiny suit and tie. It looked at the driver underneath its long black bangs.

The doll that lay on the ground sat up and got to its feet. Startle, the driver kicked the doll. In flew into a building wall and fell to the ground. The doll got back up and shook its head. It started walking toward the driver. The other dolls also got to their feet and started walking toward him. More dolls walked out from the alley ways. The driver turned and ran.

He ran down the street away from the strange dolls. The driver found another car and smashed the window open. He took the car and started driving. When he looked into the rearview mirror he slammed on the breaks.

“Who the heck are you!?” the driver shouted at the man in the back seat.

The man shrugged, “Who knows really? My parents called me Aaron, my uncle called me his apprentice, and my friends call me Puppetmaster. But my enemies,” Puppetmaster glared at the man, “You can call me Reaper.”

The driver drew his gun, “Get out.”

Puppetmaster held his hands out in front of him and smiled, “Now, now, there’s no need for that. I’m just here to tell you’re not going to win. Figured it’d be fair if you had a little warning at least.”

“I said get out!” the driver yelled.

The gem in Puppetmaster’s hair started to glow, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Puppetmaster snapped his fingers and he vanished in a swirl of purple mist. The driver looked around to make sure the intruder was truly gone. When he was confident that he was, the driver continued down the road.

There was a thump as a doll fell on the windshield. It sat up and looked at the driver. Another on fell on the roof, though the driver couldn’t see it he could hear it walking around on the roof. More and more fell from the sky on to his car. They blocked his vision of the street. They hung on his side mirrors and windows. The driver tried every way to rid himself of the dolls.

Ahead, Hina walked into the center of the road. The driver was blinded and was swerving all over the road. Hina placed her hands on her hips and sighed. The chains were still attached to her hands and fell to the ground. She looked over to her brother who was on the roof of the building next her. He tossed his head over to the car as if to say ‘well, get on with it’. Hina shrugged and raised her arms.

The chains whipped into the air and glowed a purple color. When she pulled the chains down they struck the ground. The shock wave that was created flipped the car over. The car spun over Hina as she ducked down. The car crashed and rolled further down the street.

Deontay walked out of an alley way toward the car. Dolls were scattered all over and he tried his best to avoid them while they got to their feet again. Deontay grabbed the driver side door and pulled it off its hinges. He threw it to one side and reached into the damaged car. He pulled the driver out of the car and pulled him to his feet.

“Well, look who we have here,” Deontay stated.

“Isn’t that the guy who spoiled our mission that time?” Vicky stood a ways a way.

 Zara walked up closer. She stood barely an inch from his face. With a smile she took a few steps back before uppercutting the driver in the chin and kicking his legs out from under him.

Chaud stood back and raised an eyebrow, “I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that it is.”

The driver was sprawled on the ground. He tried to reach for his gun but Zara kicked it out of his hand. Vicky stooped down to pick up the weapon. Zara grabbed the driver and pulled him to his feet.

“I hate losing,” she stated, “I really, really, really hate losing.”

“It true,” Deontay nodded, “The girl hates to lose.”

“And as I count it,” Zara smiled, “You’ve beaten me twice. I mean you walked into that building and pointed us out. At that point I was pretty ticked. After that my team and I set out to find out where this New Order hang out was and we lost. So you can understand my frustration when you destroyed my island, right? I lost twice already and that you appear off our shores and blow everything up. That made three losses. At this point, right now, it’s personal.”

Zara punched him in the face and let him fall to the ground. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

“You feeling okay?” Chaud asked.

Zara nodded, “It wasn’t Scar but it felt good. Didn’t realize how much I hated this guy until now.”

Hina shrugged, “It happens.”

“What do we have here?” Kaiba walked up.

Fang stayed in his wolf form. He walked alongside Kaiba.

Kaiba looked at the driver and sighed, “Aren’t you supposed to be on the other side of town?”

Chaud looked at the others, “We got done early so we decided to do a little sightseeing. Found this guy here in the process.”

The others agreed, nodding their heads and saying agreeing statements. Kaiba sighed and rolled his eyes.

Fang walked up to the driver, “You won’t be causing us anymore trouble will you?”

“What are you doing here?” Chaud said, “Aren’t you supposed to be on the other side of town?”

“We’re here for him,” Kaiba nodded to the driver, “He killed Scar.”

“Wait,” Hina shook her head, “Aren’t they on the same side?”

“Apparently not,” Naru appeared out of nowhere. He was always light on his feet.

“We’ll know more later,” Kaiba stated, “For now we have a lot of work to do.”