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Misdirection Part Eleven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten

I’m not sure how long I was out and I really didn’t think there were any agents in the back, and if they were they might be dead. The only reason I wasn’t dead was because I was a paladin. The same went for my sister. I quickly checked to see if she was in fact okay, which she was but after looking at her I could only imagine what I looked like. We were going to need to see somebody for sure because we were in shit shape.

With every bit of effort that I had I got up and headed towards the house, well at least where the house used to be. If there was anyone in the house then they were dead now, just like the agents I left unconscious. Fields was a sick person who viewed everyone as expendable.

I hobbled back over to my sister and picked her up. She groaned, barely alive.

“I know,” I mumbled. At least it’s what I think I mumbled. I couldn’t hear anything. “We need to get out of here.”

She just groaned again.

Like I said, I didn’t know how long I was out so there was no telling when the rest of the agents would show up. It was difficult, though, because each step was utter agony, more than I had ever felt in my entire life. I don’t think I’ve ever had a bomb blow up in my face before. I also wasn’t sure how we would make it back to the car and if we did neither of us could drive it.

Mygle appeared in front of me. I couldn’t hear him appear and I certainly couldn’t hear what he was trying to say to me. My legs gave out and I blacked out again. When I woke up we were in a car driving somewhere.

“Did you do it?” I asked Mygle. “Are we safe?”

Mygle turned around and nodded to me. I later wondered how we were going to be able to get away with a red gremlin driving a car. A police officer—or anyone for that matter—would probably notice that.

“We need to get somewhere safe,” I continued.

The next thing I knew we were in some building surrounded by gremlins. They were the ones that still followed Mygle.

“What’s going on?” I asked, not really sure what they thought they were doing.

“Relax, we’ve got this,” one of them whispered in my ear. Well, they probably yelled but it sounded like whispering to me.

Wherever we were I knew we were way away from the agency at that point, but I blacked out for the last time. All I knew was that when I recovered I was going to do whatever I could to take the agency down…

Misdirection: Part Eleven

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Posted by on April 9, 2016 in Misdirection


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Misdirection Part Ten

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Eleven

We made it to Arthur’s house and there were a couple agents standing outside, waiting. It looked like not all of them were fooled by our little trick. I hope Mygle was okay.

With the two agents standing outside the door it told me something: that Arthur was in the house. I was going to teach that little shit a lesson, and make him regret the day he ever lied to us.

“Do we go in through the back?” Alex asked me with fire in her eyes.

“No,” I replied.

“Why not? There are two guys posted in the front.”

“Right, but they’ll have two people in the back if not more. They’ll be expecting us to come through the back. We get on the roof and drop on the two in the front.”

“Okay then, lead the way.”

We both crept our way to the side of the house, somehow managing to avoid the sights’ of the agents. Alex was limping and leaving a trail of blood behind her—don’t worry, it will heal on its own—and so was I. My shoulder was throbbing with the pain from the bullet wound. I was going to have trouble getting on the roof without jumping off something and my sister wouldn’t be able to do either. Yes, I know I threw my sister in the air but I had a bit of an adrenaline rush at that moment.

“I don’t think I thought this through,” I whispered.

“How the hell am I supposed to get up there?” she asked with a sneer.

“Give me your axe.”


“Just do it.”

She handed me her axe. I grabbed it with my good arm, jumped off the tree next to the house and landed on the top of the house. I then leaned over the edge of the roof and stretched the axe low enough for Alex to reach it.

“Grab it,” I mouthed.

Alex did as I ordered and grabbed the handle. I made sure that I was holding the axe side of it so I didn’t chance on cutting her. She had suffered enough injuries for the day.

I lifted her up to the top of the roof and then we both tiptoed to the front of the house, right above where the two agents were standing.

“Okay on the count of three we’re going to jump down,” I said.

“I can’t jump down,” she moaned as she pointed at her foot.

“Right. I guess I shouldn’t have brought you up here.”

“Ya think?”

“Alright, just stay here and I’ll do it.”

I counted to three in my head and then jumped down, landing on the agents so quietly I even surprised myself. They went unconscious immediately. I then motioned for my sister to follow me down, and I caught her so she wouldn’t have to land on her foot, which would have been terrible.

“Okay,” I began, “we are going to go in there and get out quick.”

“Why are we even going in there?” Alex asked me. She honestly had a valid point. We had no reason to go in there at all.

“To punch that kid in the face.” Well, there is always revenge.

I opened the door and heard an extra click.

“Oh shit,” I muttered, but it was too late. There was an explosion…

Misdirection: Part Ten

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Posted by on April 6, 2016 in Misdirection


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Misdirection Part Nine

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part EightPart Ten, Part Eleven

The helicopter started firing at us. The bullets were hitting the ground and moving closer and closer to us until they were hitting the ground right in front of the car. Mygle jerked the wheel and took us down a dirt road, narrowly escaping the large bullets that almost tore through the car.

Heading down the crappy, dirt road, we were bouncing around the car like a bunch of idiots. I would have yelled at Mygle but I was a little more focused the helicopter that was trying to kill us. At least there was a lot of cover from the trees.

“What the hell we do?” Mygle asked. “We can’t outrun them.”

“We have to find a way,” I replied to him.

“I could just teleport.”

“If you wanted to do you wouldn’t be here in the first place.”

I heard a whimper come from the back seat.

“What are we supposed do?” Alex asked me with tears in her eyes.

“I don’t know,” I admitted to her. “But we are going to get out of here alive.” I meant that.”

She nodded her head but it didn’t look like she really believed me this time. I honestly wasn’t even sure if I believed myself. I could still hear the chopper somewhere above us but the trees were so thick that I couldn’t even see it.

“Wait,” I practically shouted. “I have an idea.”

“What?” Mygle asked.

“You’re right, you can teleport.”

He stared at me waiting for me to say more. “And?”

“How far do you think you can drive without getting killed?”

Mygle shook his head. “I don’t know what’s your point.”

I didn’t reply. Instead I waited. I waited for him to understand what I was getting at, which despite his terrible English I knew he was smart enough to figure out.

“You’re crazy,” he said, finally figuring out what I was planning.

“There’s plenty of cover from the trees,” I pointed out to him.

“If you are going to do it then do it now.”

“What’s going on?” Alex asked, not catching on to the plan.

I turned around to face her. “We have to jump out of this car.”

“No.” Tears started to reform in her eyes.

“We have to, okay? Mygle keeps driving long enough to get them off of our tail and teleports out of there. When everyone gets past us we skip out of town the other way, maybe even get back to our car.”

“I don’t want to.”

“We have to.”

She sobbed but shook it off as she nodded her head, understanding what we had to do.

“Quickly,” Mygle urged us.

“Just go,” I said.

The two of us jumped out of the car. When we hit the ground we hit hard. With her foot and my shoulder we were both in horrible shape so that definitely didn’t help us.

We quickly found a good place to hide and waited for all of the cars to pass by, and there were a lot. Once I was sure the last one went by we came out of hiding.

“We have to move fast,” I said to her.

“Back to the car, right?” she asked, figuring that I might have other plans in mind. I did of course.

“Not yet. We are going to pay that little twerp Arthur a visit…”

Misdirection: Part Nine

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Posted by on March 31, 2016 in Misdirection


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Misdirection Part Eight

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part SevenPart Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven

“Why is it that you always show up at the right time?” I asked the driver, Mygle. “And why are you driving a car? How are you driving a car?”

“Shut up and get in,” he demanded.

I put my sister in the back seat and then climbed into the passenger seat next to Mygle. The pedal hit the floor, the tires pealed out on the wet tar and he streamed down the street, hopefully away from all of the agents. I was glad that Alex and I had all of our belongings that we needed from our car because there was no way we were getting that back.

“What you do this time?” Mygle asked me with disappointment.

“You know the agency is after me,” I pointed out to him.

“Yeah, but how did they find you?”

“They tricked us.”


“There were vampires here.”

“I thought you say they tricked you?”

“They did. They already killed the vampires and were waiting for us when we got here. They used some kid to get to us. It’s a big mess.”

“Wow, that’s unlike you.”

I did everything I could to stifle the retort that I wanted to scream at him but he did quite possibly just save our lives, so I decided to just flash him a sarcastic smile.

“How did you know how to find us?” I asked him. “How did you even know this was happening?”

“The monster network,” he replied matter-of-factly.


“Not really, but monsters do talk.”

“I really do want to kill Director Fields.”

I looked back at Alex who was turning white due to the slight shock she was probably in from having her foot shot off. Well, not the whole foot but definitely a toe or two. Don’t worry they will grow back. I really did want to kill everyone in the agency, especially that bitch. Sorry for the harsh language.

“How are we supposed to get out of here?” I asked Mygle.

“We drive,” he simply replied.

“The agency is definitely going to have this entire town in lockdown. There is no way we are going to simply walk out of here.”



“Look I have a plan.”

“That’s great and all but do you see that up ahead?”

I pointed down the street.

“What?” Mygle asked, trying to find what I was pointing at. How was he able to even reach the pedals?

“No,” I said to him. “Look up.”

He did to see three helicopters coming for us. Yeah, we were totally dead…

Misdirection: Part Eight

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Posted by on March 21, 2016 in Misdirection


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Misdirection Part Seven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part SixPart Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven

I haven’t really killed anybody before, even those people at that crazy carnival, because I don’t think that is my choice to make, but those agents gave me no choice. It was either my sister and I or them, and I was not in the mood to die that day.

There was lull where there weren’t any agents shooting at us so we needed to take advantage of the situation. I took Alex by the arm.

“No,” she cried, “I can’t. It hurts.”

It was her first time getting shot and to be fair it was by a very big gun. I wasn’t even sure that the toes that were shot off would even come back.

“I know it hurts,” I said to her, trying to give her some strength, “but we need to get out of here before they kill us, which they are definitely going to do. I can carry you, okay?”

She nodded her head. I picked her up and just ran, as fast as I could while carrying an 11-year-old and with a bullet in my shoulder. Not really an easy task to do but let’s remember that this is me we’re talking about.

I ran through the woods, further away from the car than I wanted to get but there was no way that we could take that car anyway. There was literally nowhere to go.

“What are we going to do?” Alex asked me through her tears.

“I don’t know,” I admitted to her. “I’ll figure it out.”

“They are going to kill us.”

“No they won’t. I won’t let them.”

“I want to go home. I miss my mommy and daddy.”

It was then that I looked in her eyes and was reminded of how young she really is. This was too much for someone her age. She lost the only family she ever knew and was thrown into a world where nightmares come alive, a world of constant pain and horror. I might shrug off a lot of it but it really isn’t the most pleasant life to have. She reminded me how young I was when it happened and what it was like for me when I started. I had a good idea of what she was going through.

I kept my pace as I began to talk.

“I know this is scary,” I began, “that it feels like this is the end, but I promised you that I would never let anything happen to you and I meant it. I will keep you safe and get you out of this.”

The tears kept coming but she nodded her head like the trooper that she is.

An agent jumped out from behind a tree with his gun pointed right at us. I threw Alex up in the air and leapt into a barrel roll as the agent fired the gun. As the bullet flew by me I brought my foot down right into the agent’s face, most definitely breaking his nose and knocking him unconscious. When I landed I grabbed my sister as she fell back down and continued running. She suddenly stopped crying.

“Whoa,” she breathed.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“That was badass.”

“I know.”

It was pretty cool.

We were nearing the edge of the woods to what looked like a main road. I could only imagine what would be waiting for us. That is exactly what I thought right before the car pulled up right next to us. When the door opened up I really didn’t expected to see who I saw in the driver’s seat…

Misdirection: Part Seven

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Posted by on March 14, 2016 in Misdirection


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Misdirection Part Six

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven

I’ve been shot and impaled before, so I know it hurts, but it still catches me by surprise every time. My body jerked, forcing me to stumble and almost fall to the ground. I recovered quickly and picked up the pace so we could get away. I wasn’t in the mood to die or be captured and the fact that we were tricked—I knew that was going to happen—gave me the rush of adrenaline to push forward.

We were a lot faster than any of agents so it wasn’t that hard to get away from them. That’s what I thought I would be saying but they were definitely prepared for us. You would think if they spent half the effort they were using trying to capture/kill us trying to catch monsters instead, the world would be monster free. Nope, they were to hell-bent on trying to kill my sister and I for some stupid reason. Director Fields was a real idiot.

Agents were coming out of the woodworks, with helicopters flying above. We were seriously screwed.

“Where do we go?!” Alex shouted over the helicopter.

“I don’t know!” I admitted. “Just keep running!”

That’s when the helicopters started shooting at us with very large guns. Thankfully they were terrible shots because neither of them—there were two—could hit us, so far.

We had outrun the agents on the ground but there was no way we were getting away from the choppers. Get to the choppa! Sorry, that just slipped out. Anyway, there was a large boulder sticking out over the trail, providing just enough cover for us. I grabbed Alex and pulled her under it. Dirt was flying everywhere from the bullets and they were starting to break apart the boulder as well.

“We can’t stay here!” Alex pointed out.

“I know that!” I replied. “I just need a second to think!”

What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t just kill them but they were trying to kill us. I couldn’t let us both die.

“Wes!” Alex screamed.

I looked over to her and noticed tears were streaming down her face. Then I looked at her foot and saw nothing but blood. One of the bullets hit my sister in the foot.

There was a surge of anger that flowed through me was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Seeing the pain on her face and the blood on the ground was enough for me to pick up that boulder and throw it at the helicopters—I can’t really do that. Who shoots at an 11-year-old kid who has done nothing wrong?

“Wes, it hurts!” she cried.

Any regard for the agents’ lives went right out the window. I really didn’t care what happened to any of them at that point. I stepped out from under the boulder and pointed my guns up in the air and aimed it toward one of the helicopters and just let loose. It was pretty difficult to hit them, especially since they were shooting at me, but eventually it hit one of them. The bullet passed right through the pilot’s window. You would think they would have better armor, or maybe my gun was just that awesome.

The helicopter that I hit started spinning and then something amazing happened: the gun kept firing and hit the other one. Then they were both spinning completely out of control until they collided in the air and exploded.

My rage started to dissipate and the reality of what I just did started to sink in: I just killed at least two people. But they were trying to kill us, so it was okay, right?


Misdirection: Part Six

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Posted by on February 22, 2016 in Misdirection


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Misdirection Part Five

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven

I looked over at Roy who sported a smile that just screamed, “I got you.” I wanted to punch that smile right off of his face and light the damn thing on fire. I still can’t get over the fact that I fell for that jackass’s con.

I closed the distance between my sister and I so that we could get out as quickly as possible, but with the amount of guns pointed at us I wasn’t really sure how we were going to do that. There was always a way, though.

Roy walked forward, knowing that I wouldn’t kill him yet because then we would be dead as well. He is such an arrogant moron. Lenny was standing behind him with the rest of the agents, smiling.

“Where’s Kelly?” Roy asked me as he was trying to look behind us, like she was hiding.

“You used Arthur didn’t you?” I asked him, ignoring his question. Arthur was cowering behind Lenny. Alex looked hurt and betrayed. I really didn’t want to tell her “I told you so.”

“I told you so,” I said to her. Okay, you got me, I really did want to say that to her.

Alex whipped her head around to glare at me but I didn’t pay any attention to it.

“He was very helpful,” Roy explained with pride. “There really was a vampire in the area, so we got here first and killed it. Then we persuaded him to put out the report about the vampire sighting.”

“So I’m guessing that the vampires didn’t really kill your dog?” I asked Arthur. He didn’t respond but just cowered even further behind Lenny. “Little prick.” I added that last part under my breath. I could smack that kid.

“You’ve gone on long enough,” Roy said to me matter-of-factly. “Now, where is Kelly?”

“Somewhere you’ll never find her,” I lied to him.

“Do us all a favor and just tell me.”

“I don’t think so, no.”

“Okay, Wes. Have it your way.” He walked away from me. “Kill them.”

Everyone was ready to shoot, but I couldn’t let us die like that.

“Coward!” I shouted at him.

Roy turned around to face me. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me, you coward. If you want us dead do it yourself.”

He pondered it for a moment, rolling his tongue in his mouth.

“You know what, you’re right,” he stated, pulling his gun out. “Any last words?”

“Yeah,” I replied, but didn’t say anything else.

Roy stared at me.

“Well?” he asked.

“Well what?” I replied.

“Your last words?”

“Oh yes, that.”

I cleared my throat.

“Duck!” I shouted. Miraculously everyone actually ducked or jump out to the side, giving my sister and I the window we needed.

The two of us took off, running around the hill the cave was carved into, but right before I rounded the corner Roy got a shot off and hit me right in the shoulder…

Misdirection: Part Five

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Posted by on February 18, 2016 in Misdirection


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