Average Joe and the Extraordinaires

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hungry since he hadn’t bothered with lunch after all that had
happened with Mod.  He licked his fingers of the warm gravy while he walked
through the house.  He turned on the T.V. and watched some show that he
wouldn’t remember later.  He got on the computer and browsed the Internet for a
bit until he got bored, then he walked to his room, contemplated getting
another sandwich, and then realized his door was closed.  His mom must have
cleaned it.  She usually closed the door after she cleaned for whatever
reason.  Joe couldn’t think of a reason why she would clean it, since it was
already clean, thanks to her.
    He opened
the door and two very familiar faces greeted him with smiles.  The small face
beamed with bright whites contrasted by dark skin.  The face with the blonde
hair sported a long crooked grin.  Both sat on his bed, waiting for him.
    Joe:
“Melissa!  Dahlila!  I can’t believe it’s you!”
    Melissa:
“You mean you can’t believe that we’re alive.”
    Joe
smiled at the smart little girl.
    Joe:
“Yeah, I guess.”
    Dahlila:
“We could say the same about you.”
    Melissa:
“And we did … a couple of times.”
    They all
laughed.
    Melissa:
“I’m glad we all made it back and safe.”
    Joe had
so much to say.
    Joe: “But
how — I mean, what happened?”
    Dahlila
tapped on the bed, signaling for Joe to sit down.  Melissa scooted down and
made space for him between the two of them.
    Dahlila:
“We’ll tell you that in a minute.  Right now, though, I have an important
request.  We need your help!”
    Joe
nodded.  These two had kept him alive in the depths of the stadium.  He would
return the favor and help them no matter what.
    Melissa:
“Thanks, Joe.  I knew you were a good person.”
    She
smiled up at him.  How could he say no to that?
    Dahlila:
“Thanks to you, our escape was easy.  Most of the security went your way at
first.  By the time most of them came after us, Melissa and I had already found
a nice quiet back way out.  I had to crack a few skulls but a lot less with
your distraction.  We’ve been on the run since that day, but we don’t have a
place to stay.”
    Joe:
“Don’t worry, I’ll just call Borland, he’ll be glad to see you.  Wait here. 
I’ll go get the phone.”
    Joe
started to get up, but Dahlila pushed him back down effortlessly with one arm.
Joe was confused.
    Dahlila:
“That’s not necessary.”
    Joe was
more confused.
    Joe: “Why
not?  He told me that he knew you.  He wants to see you.  He worries about
you.”
    Dahlila:
“I figured as much.  For you to be alive still, it had to be either him or the
super-spy helping you out.”
    Joe:
“Super-spy?”
    Dahlila:
“It’s just what I call the dark-haired lady. Your partner, I mean.  She’s
good.  I’ve seen her in action.  She was there the night they caught me.”
    Beauty , Joe guessed.
    Dahlila:
“But the reason that I refuse Borland’s aid is simple.  If I go near him, he’s
dead.  He’s only alive because he doesn’t know what’s in that stadium.  They
want to keep him alive on the off chance that he finds us so that they can take
us all out.  We’re a danger to their operation.  Anyone close to us, including
Melissa’s remaining family, are being watched and can be used as leverage on
us.  He has his hands on their pulses.”
    Joe: “Who
is ‘he?’”
    Dahlila:
“Stevinn Blonsky, and he’s not the only one.  He’s just the dirtiest one.”
    Joe:
“What about the gray-haired man at the stadium?”
    Dahlila:
“I’m not sure, but he’s important too.  Borland would probably know who he is,
especially by now.”
    Melissa:
“His name is Grabas, and he’s a bad man too.  He hurt a lot of people.”
    Dahlila:
“He and Blonsky are perfect company then.”
    This
puzzle was getting more and more complex by the day, and more dangerous. 
Blonsky was certainly a scary guy, and so was that gray-haired man.  Something about
his eyes had unsettled Joe.  If the

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