|Race To Witch Mountain 2
Author: Chase Bond PM
Seth and Sara return to earth to prevent an inter-world war. Jack and Alex are happily married with all the money one could want. And Jo is a well trained thief, and an alien - but she doesn't know it. Will they be able to save both worlds?Rated: Fiction K - English - Sci-Fi/Adventure - Seth & Sara - Chapters: 10 - Words: 25,327 - Reviews: 31 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 04-17-13 - Published: 01-02-12 - id: 7704611
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[I do not own RTWM, or any of the characters. I only own Jo]
Jack Bruno, no longer the cab driver he was a few years ago, was posed – along with his wife, Alex Friedman – on his flash car.
Amelia Jones, commonly known as Jo, studied the picture, not sure why she was even reading the local paper. She usually found amusement in scientists "theories" about aliens. But not these two. For some reason, their story sounded pretty real – unlike the abduction based stories usually written. And Jo was torn between believing the story, and not believing it.
"That'd be $39.50," the cab driver said.
Jo handed the man the money owed, folded up the paper she'd been looking at, and grabbed her small backpack of belongings. She slid out of the cab – right outside the Bruno home. It was a large place. Very large.
Jo studied the place – to see what security things had been put in place. There were some, but none were activated. Either they were home, or they'd accidentally left the security system off. Jo figured they had left it off – they should both be at a book signing by now.
Jo knew that "snooping" around other peoples places was a bad thing to do, but she'd done it all her life and couldn't care less. Jo needed to find the information hidden inside. Information that proved the Bruno's story "Race to Witch Mountain" was wrong. It was much easier to find information against than it was to find information for.
Jo walked over to the huge electronic gate. After shoving the newspaper into Bruno's letterbox, Jo threw her bag over the iron barred fence. Then she carefully climbed up the fence, and jumped onto the concrete below. A small amount of ground shock coursed up her legs, but she waved it off. Grabbing her bag, Jo made her way up the steep, curvy driveway.
It would be a pain to drive up and down this thing everyday, Jo thought.
The house was panted white. It was an old Victorian style house. The house was quite out of place in this street of flash, new houses. Also, Victorian houses were mostly common in England. Multiple windows lined the front of the house. The house was two stories high, with an attic, and a high chance of there being a basement.
Jo walked up to the front door, it was probably the only part of the building that didn't have windows on it. Jo tried the door handle, knowing that it'd be locked – she'd have to leave before she got caught, or try searching the house with people inside.
To Jo's relief, the door was locked. Jo ran her hand across the wood of the door, admiring it. She loved wooden doors like this one. It made her feel like she was home. Even though she didn't have a home. It still felt nice to her.
Jo walked over to a nearby, partly open window. It was on the second floor, meaning she'd have to climb up to get in. Jo used the ledges of the window to climb up. She had climbed up buildings in her past. Once at the window, she pulled it as far open as it'd go, and climbed inside.
The room was brightly colored. A light shade of yellow. Almost a white color. This room was set up for a baby. But the Bruno's didn't have any children.
Maybe they're expecting. Or trying … Jo thought.
Jo shrugged all irrelevant thoughts from her mind. She had to stay focused. Jo then made her way to a hallway, then to the couples bedroom. Jo opened and searched through a bedside table, a the wardrobe, and a set or draws. Jo didn't find anything that'd help. The only things relating to aliens and outer space here were the Bruno's book "Race to Witch Mountain" and a letter from Harland, an extra terrestrial scientist. The letter didn't have anything useful, only saying that he'd been "abducted" by aliens. Again.
Harland was always making up stories to talk about – like being abducted. No one actually believed the stuff in his books anyway. Pure garbage.
Jo put the things back where she'd gotten them from and left the room for another. The next room Jo entered consisted of twin beds.
Why do they have so many rooms and beds? There are only two people living here! Jo thought, getting annoyed that it was taking her longer than she'd expected to find something useful.
After checking every room on the upstairs level – including the attic, Jo quietly walked down a flight of stairs, leading her to the dining room.
Jo sighed, still annoyed, and walked over to the dining room table, which was stacked high with books on extra terrestrial related books. Jo picked up a book from the top of the pile when she heard the voice.
"Who are you?" the voice asked. It was a males voice. And it certainly wasn't Jack Bruno's voice.
Jo turned around to see two blonde teenagers – a male and a female. They could have passed for twins. They probably were.
"A person," Jo replied. She was getting mad at herself for getting caught. Whenever something went wrong, she would blame herself – even if it had nothing to do with her fault. "Who are you?"
"Also a person," he replied mocking my smart tone.
"So Also a Person," Jo set the book down, "You live here?"
"We are staying for the Christmas holidays," the female spoke for the first time, "Possibly a little longer." The male glared at his sister.
"I should probably get going. I was sent here by Alex and Jack to grab something," Jo lied, "They're expecting me back at the signing any minute." Jo headed towards the door, but the male stepped into my path.
"I don't believe you," he stated in monotone.
"And I'm not liking you," Jo said mocking his monotone, "Meaning we're both not happy with something about this situation. You know, if you just let me go, I don't have to deal with you, and you don't have to worry about believing me." Jo smiled coldly and shoved past him.
The male grabbed Jo by the arm, stopping her from trying to leave.
"Seth," the female said softly to her brother, "She is lying. Alex Friedman and Jack Bruno do not know that she is here."
Seth, the male, looked at Jo coldly, "Why are you here?"
"Alien stuff," Jo looked up at him, "Why are you here? Are you wanting an autograph? You know they're out at a book signing, you can just get one there."
"I do not need an autograph," Seth growled. Jo tried hard not to laugh in his face, "And it is not your problem what I am doing here. Alex Friedman and Jack Bruno know Sara and I are here."
Jo prepared to punch Seth in the jaw. He was really getting to her. Seth didn't see it coming. He probably didn't think anyone would ever hit him, especially with his looks. He probably though he could get whatever he wanted when he looked like that.
The power behind the punch was enough to send Seth into the wall behind him. As quickly as possible, Jo headed for the door. Seth followed just as quickly behind Jo. He was determined to capture her.
Jo had gotten to the gate before he got her. He had her in a way that was uncomfortable for her, and she couldn't move to escape.
"Okay, what?" Jo demanded. This wasn't the first time she'd been caught, but it was the first time she had been caught by a person outside of the government, or didn't have a criminal record.
Seth didn't say anything, only half carried, half dragged Jo back up to the house. Jo wasn't scared of him. She'd had much worse than this before. Way worse.
Jack Bruno and Alex Friedman arrived home at around eight PM. They were both surprised and excited to see their old friends, Seth and Sara.
"Alex! Jack!" " Sara called out and ran over to give Alex a hug, then Jack.
"Hey guys. I didn't know you were back." Alex grinned and hugged Sara repeatably.
"Ah, where's Seth?" Jack asked wondering where Seth was.
"Seth is watching the girl," Sara said giving Jack a hug.
"The girl?" both Jack and Alex said in unison.
"Yes. The one Seth and I found looking through all your belongings,"
Jack, Alex, and Sara walked into the dining room where Seth had tied Jo to a chair.
"Who's this?" Alex asked at the same time as Jack said, "This is her?"
Seth looked away from Jo, and up at Bruno, "She was intruding," he explained.
"I was not!" Jo argued. She knew that she was, but couldn't be bothered having to deal with police and government officials at this point in time.
"Then explain why Sara and I found you looking at these books moments after you were looking upstairs?"
How did he know I was looking around upstairs? Jo thought.
"Bastard," Jo muttered under her breath.
"Excuse your language," Friedman looked mad for a few seconds, then got over Jo's poor use of language, and went to the matter that she'd been creeping around their house, "Why were you in our house?" Friedman asked sternly.
"I got lost,"
"That is like the oldest trick in the book, kiddo," Jack said, "Answer the question properly."
"I'm not a kid. A kid lives at home with their parents. I don't"
"How long ago was it since you were a kid?"
"Jack," Sara said softly, getting Jack's attention.
Jack looked up at Sara, "Yeah?"
"She was looking for information on aliens," Sara explained, "She wants to know if your story about meeting aliens was true or not. She believes your story, but has never had any thoughts of aliens and the like ever in her life."
"Really?" Jack said sounding interested, "and whys that?"
"Amelia does not know why she feels that way, she just does,"
"It's not Amelia," Jo quietly mumbled, then yawned desperately wanting to sleep. She normally got up at 4 am and went to sleep at about 9 or 10 pm. And it was now nearing half past nine.
"What's your name then?" Jack asked, getting mad that Jo wasn't cooperating in the way he liked.
Jo didn't respond.
"What's your name?" Jack's voice rose. More demanding now.
Jo didn't respond again.
"I will call the cops if you don't cooperate," He threatened.
"Jack … " Alex softly told her husband to take a breather, and get some fresh air. Sara went with him, to help comfort him.
"Sorry about that," Friedman said.
"What is your name?" Seth asked for the first time this evening. He didn't sound at all mad. Jo looked up at Seth. He didn't look the way he sounded; caring, kind. But his face was a mask or pure hate. Jo didn't care what Seth, or anyone thought, but the way he had asked her the question sounded far too familiar. It reminded Jo of Clonus, a guy who took Jo in and raised her for a few years 'till he died when she was twelve. He had raised her for a little over five years.
Whenever he spoke it was harsh and soft at the same time. It was always hard to tell whether he was mad or not. And Jo wasn't sure how to act about Seth reminding her of him.
"You want information, we'll give it to you," Alex said friendly, "Just tell us who you are, and then ask. I won't call the police. I want to help."
"Yeah, you won't call the police 'cause when they see them," Jo pointed to Seth and where Sara had gone, "they'll take them away, and arrest you. I'm not stupid."
Alex looked at Seth, wondering how Jo had figured it out. Jo wasn't even sure how she knew. It was more a guess than iit was a statement.
"Jo," Jo whispered.
"Jo?" Alex sound confused as to how she had managed to get the name Jo from Amelia.
"Amelia Jones," Jo explained, "Jo from Jones." Immediately Jo felt bad for saying her full name, "Don't you dare tell anyone where I am!" Jo shouted. The last thing she wanted was to be sent to prison for the rest of her life for all the crimes she had committed over the years. It didn't help that Clonus was a thief himself, and had taught Jo everything he knew before he died.
"No, I won't" Alex said, realizing how Jo felt for failing an anonymous superior.
"But we have to, she broke in," Seth argued.
"I didn't break in. I just entered. So you can't do me with breaking, only entering," Jo noticed the look Friedman was giving her, "The second floor window was opened … I climbed."
Jo couldn't believe how much she was telling Alex Friedman, but she was now thinking over what Friedman had previously said. Seth. Sara. Aliens.
Friedman looked at Jo like she was completely bonkers. "You climbed? How?"
Jo didn't respond. She swore that she wouldn't say anymore to Friedman. No matter how much she or Friedman wanted to know. Jo yawned again, and fought the urge to fall asleep.
"Tired?" Friedman asked looking straight at Jo.
Jo ignored Friedman and Seth, but found sleep had the better of her.
Jo was the first to wake up in the Bruno house. And it was obvious that Seth didn't even go to sleep. He was sitting on a chair across from the sofa that Jo was spread out on. Jo didn't bother to be friendly to him. Didn't bother to greet him good morning. Instead, she sat up on the sofa and just stared at Seth.
Seth realized that Jo was mocking him after a few minutes of the staring, and glared at her. His signature "death glare".
Jo refused to be the first to start a conversation with the boy, but she was curious as to whether he had slept or not. Jo was glad that curiosity was mutual when Seth asked why she was interested in Bruno and Friedman's alien story.
Jo didn't want to respond, but did after a minute, "I don't know,"
"So you came to their home to find out information to something that you have no idea why you have interest in the subject?"
"Something like that,"
Good to know that they have given me a sofa instead of a bed, when they have enough upstairs, Jo though, great.
"Hey, do you know where my bag is?" Jo asked, looking around for her black backpack that she'd had earlier, but didn't have now.
"At the table in that room, I think" Seth pointed to the dining room.
Jo didn't say thanks, or anything appreciate Seth telling her where her stuff was.
Jo got off the sofa and headed towards the dining room. Her bag was sitting on the table, not on the floor where she'd left it.
Great, Jo thought, they'd looked through my bag. I hadn't even taken anything.
Jo grabbed her bag, and looked back at the doorway she'd just come through. Seth was there watching her. He had followed her.
It was obvious that he was expecting her to try and escape - which was true. She had planned to escape. Still, him being there wouldn't stop her. She'd fought off bad guys before.
"You know I can kick your ass," Jo stated.
Seth only glared in return.
Jo sent a punch at Seth's face. He had been expecting it, and easily blocked her attack. Jo threw a few more blows at Seth - in direction of his face, stomach, shins, and even his groin. Jo managed to send Seth to into the nearby table - breaking it in half. Seth had tried to send some punches of his own, but he wasn't the fighting type, and this proved to result in him being beaten by Jo.
"What the?" Bruno yelled confused as he looked at an unconscious Seth, broken table, and a Jo ready to take him on.
Okay, so I'll update sometime soon - hopefully - with something good. This is my first story here on fanfiction, and I have read quite a few of others stories. I finally have gotten around to write my own. I hope this is to the length of what most people like - it was about 7-8pages in word - and I hope it's interesting.
Please review - it'll get me writing faster(;
I like constructive criticism, not people making nasty comments.
Thanks ~ Chase Bond.