Anat finished her work on an office project. They were respectful of her maternity leave. However, they knew she was the aptest at the assignment they needed to complete.
It took her a short period. She was going crazy over the Jay situation. But she thought it was best to stay home with Jerry. She didn’t want Jay to see Jerry. Jerry had no interest in seeing him. As a three-year-old, he didn’t come out and say it. But she could tell every time they encountered him, Jerry was scared and cried. Anat planned to end that.
Anat even had a phone call with Jen. Since Anat’s shower, the two texted a little bit. Jen was a good soul. A goofy kid. But she never really wanted to hurt anyone. Jen thought one day Benjamin could play with Jerry. The ladies decided they would say they met when they were younger and not get into their real story. The two seemed happy enough to place that into ancient history.
Meanwhile, Alana was deep into the woods behind Tottenville High School. She remembered the days when the headbangers would be there smoking their joints. The guidos weren’t too far behind with their stash and their Aquanet girlfriends. You could hear Motley Crue, Metallica and whatever dance music the guidos liked blasting out of boom boxes or the headphones of their Sony Walkman. A nicer time.
Alana never participated in any of that. She hung with Marc and all black-clad group and swore by Bauhaus, the Cure, Depeche Mode, Joy Division, New Order and U2. And don’t forget Siouxsie and the Banshees. The days when goth was goth. And new wave was new. Oh well. A better time it was.
She didn’t find Jay. She saw broken glass. But it looked like it was from beer bottles. Jay’s was usually from bottles of spirits.
Marc was on the trails of Wolfe’s Pond Park. As usual, there was construction. Much of the park was not habitable. He loved this park. He learned to skate there and attended Cub Scout picnics. Like the woods of Tottenville High School Wolfe’s Pond Park had similar characters. Sometimes the guys and girls snuck away from the school and came here to for their teen exploits. On warm nights several went skinny-dipping in the water.
He heard a strange noise near the basketball court. He remembered when the NYC Parks Department built that and the roller hockey rink. It was getting darker. He heard the sounds of the birds flying above him. He wondered why the NYPD wasn’t searching here. He figured they were concentrating on Amboy Road.
Dan just got off his shift and raced over to Staten Island. First stop was to his nephew, Smith in the hospital. His sister was in love with Robert Smith of the Cure all her life. Her husband was Robert. He too loved the Cure. They met during the Disintegration Tour at the former Giants Stadium on August 20, 1989. They shared a pack of M&Ms. Even though they were underage managed to get a Stella, which they shared.
Smith was doing better. He got stitches. Glass from the windows of his home tore into him from his home’s windows when they shattered by Jay’s extra strength glass.
Marc continued to hear noises and slowly crept up toward the site of them. He saw Jay curled into a ball and smoking a joint. He heard Judas Priest coming out his ear pods. Marc fired honey and barley. Jay was caught off guard. Marc texted Alana. She responded she was heading over. She knew where they were. She and some crazy guy in high school once fooled around over there to the sounds of New Order.
Alana sent a quick note to Anat. She quickly responded and said to keep her posted. She will try to get there. But not to count on it. Alana knew motherhood was keeping her at bay. Her heartbeat on. She knew her mission.
In the middle of his babbles, Alana snuck up and fired apples at his chest. She drowned him in wine. Jay kept firing. He finally nailed Alana in her left foot. She went down. But only for a few seconds. Marc glanced at her and kept firing pomegranates. He knew she was ok. Marc punched Jay in the face.
Jay got up and started to fire at Marc. He missed and it a few trees. The birds went nuts. Marc wondered if he should alert the NYPD? So far they’ve tried very hard. But were not strong enough for Jay’s powers. The two kept at each other. Jay started screaming incomprehensible things. You could tell he was stoned.
He called the cops. He told them he and his girlfriend found Jay.
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