I flew back to the the building where the battle started. The Swat team did there thing while I was gone. They got Nicole and Herald out of there and they are now sitting on the bumpers of two separate Ambulances. I landed the crowd parted the way for me, again. The Swat Leader or whatever he is came up to me. I said, "Spyker's dead." He raised an eyebrow. He then said, "I have a few questions for you..." "I know, but right now I need to speak with someone." He nodded. I didn't realize it but I was exactly ten feet away from each Ambulance. To my right was my father, staring at me in the same horror as the day I broke out. To my left, Nicole and all her beauty staring at me with worry and concern. I stood there with the spike tight in my hand. I thought about everything I went through. What is the right thing here? Do I just run, or do I kill him and end it all here? What do I do?
I drop the spike. He's just not worth it. He's just trash and always will be trash. This is my life, and I'm not going to let one man ruin it.
I walked over to Nicole, trying to be cool. She was smiling. She said, "I'm proud of you." I nodded. "You OK?" I asked. "I'll be fine. He just ripped us out of our lives and put us in the middle of this. He really didn't do anything." I nodded. Then said, "I'm going to get emancipated and live my own life. I don't need them or anyone else to tell me what to do." She nodded. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see the news reporter I saw on the TV. Oh, right. I guess everyone now sees me for who I truely am now. She said, "Excuse me, but you are a hero! You just saved two lives, and who knows how many others! What's your name?"
I took a deep breath. Then I answered, "My name is Gabriel Collins, and you might want to sit down, because I got a long story for you............
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