mishappenings

Marco was wandering the halls. There was a crazy priest guy and a ghost buster man both after him. Thank goodness they probably never actually dealt with paranormal activities, otherwise Marco would be spectral splatter.

"laboratory?" Marco mused as he saw the sign. Peeking his head in he saw some inmates being pumped full of!?! "that feels like essence of Victor."

"sign the paper now!" a squad with guns yelled at the inmate.

Looking back into the room, there was no mistaking it. Marco had to tell someone.

Zipping down the halls. he passed a door were he felt the essence of the boy again. "hey there, you feeling better squirt?"

The boy looked over a little spooked. He was hooked up to an I-V. "what do you want from me?"

"have you seen Victor?"
"yah. he just left."
Marco was about to jump off when he felt something different. "you feeling ok?"

"yah, my dad made me promise to give my powers to him to make sure the CDC wouldn't do any expiriments on me but-" the kid was near to tears.

"aw don't cry little guy" putting out his hand for support.

flapping it away in disgust. "I HATE THE GOVERNMENT! I HATE IVAR!!!"

"whoa kid, whats up? why don't you explain everything to uncle Marco." Marco now sitting on the bed.

"Because of Ivar recruiting people, my dad now is working for the government. The "secret" agency... now, he'll never have time to be home."

Marco "there, there-"

A nurse turned the corner."everything going ok in here?"

Johny "yah dude, we're-I'm fine, just a little disorientated, man."

The nurse looked at Johny oddly, but she set down the food and walked away.
Marco escaping Johny's body "phew that was a close one. Thanks kid." then Marco began to look at Johny.

"no-no-no"
"you need some rest." swiping his arm threw his head, Jonny fell on his pillow fast asleep; his mouth being left awkwardly open.

"now to- hey Johny!" the hot headed agent interrupted Marco's sentence. FOOOMPT! slurp!-slu-slurrp!

--back at the car.
Victor "so did Johny get the message?"

"nah he was sleeping, dude."

Victor looked over to see the less hot headed agent gurgle his coke then said in a happy tone, "where we headed!"

Victor "Marco?"

Shoving some Fritos in his mouth from the seat. "Hrmf?"

"oh no... Marco."

"look it'll be fine, like the old days an adventure!" turning the car into full gear. "now let's drive!"

Victor put his hand to his forehead and tried to think of a solution.

Several meters down the road Victor said. "the place is that way."