FicWad

Chapter Three - The Goblin and the Yeti

As Agent Hunt walked down the dirty side walks of Downtown Manhattan, he ducked into an ally-way after making sure that no one was following him. He walked all the way down the ally, passing by at least fifty different people, laying on the ground, wrapped in blankets, watching you quietly, a shaking hand holding out an old Dunkun Donut's cup for money, or maybe quietly talking to their neighbor. Hunt didn't look at them, but continued of his brisk walk towards the chain link fence at the other end of the ally. When he got there, he leaned against the fence and looked down at a particular pile of green rags. They were all some shade of green. Pine, lime, pickle, mold, puke. He nudged the pile with his foot, causing it to stir and a young, irritated looking teenage girl's face appeared among the green. "What do you want?" she asked with a glare, sizing him up. Hunt sat against the fence. "I just wanted to talk, maybe ask you few questions, if that's alright with you." The girl shrugged and continued to eye him suspiciously. The agent watched her for a second as she repositioned her self against the wall. She now had bright green hair, dark green eyes, and her small frame, which was now skinnier than could possibly be healthy, almost seemed to be tinted the same color, but other than that, the girl looked almost exactly the same as she did five years ago. "Fire away." she said, obviously uncomfortable with his watching her. He flipped open a small pocket notebook and pulled out a pen. "Do you know how much stuff you've stolen in the past three days?" he asked, not looking at her. He could almost feel her sharply inhale. "Steal? Me? An innocent little, homeless, beggar girl? Why, How could you accuse me of stealing anything?" Hunt chuckled quietly. "Please, kid, we aren't dumb, you know that, right?" The girl fidgeted with a green scarf that hung around her neck. "I've stolen 34 things in the past three days. Happy?" Hunt shrugged. "Are you?" the girl shrugged too. "Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not, what's it to you?" The agent smiled again. "Well, it's everything to me, was it everything to Elainia?" The girl breathed in so fast that she stared to cough. Hunt patted her on the back until she was breathing usually again."Th-thanks, but, Elainia doesn't care." "Oh,I think she does." "And I think she would have, and maybe she really did, but that doesn't matter. Elainia isn't here any more, is she?" Hunt shifted in his seated position. "Do you think she might ever come back?" "I know that she'll never come back." Hunt nodded at that. "WHat do you want?" She asked again, not looking him in the eye. "Anything else that you think that I should know?" The girl shrugged. "Well, if there is nothing else to talk about, shall we be on our way?" Hunt stood and watched the girl as she began to cram her rag heap into a nearby backpack. When she had finished, she stood next to Hunt and the two of them walked out of the ally together. "How did you know about Elainia any way? I thought I deleted all of those files years ago." The girl looked up and Hunt as she followed him down the streets of Manhattan. "Ah! So that wasyou! I knew I was right about that." Hunt said, not sounding pleased with himself. She shrugged. "Library Computers will stop you from nothing." She said as if it was a phrase that she said often. They continued to walk for a little before Hunt decided to answer her question. "My name, is Alexander Hunt." He said quietly, almost praying that she wouldn't hear him. The girl froze, as if she had been glued there by memories, sending her back five years ago. "You?" she almost shouted. "You?" Hunt nodded. "And I'm sorry about the whole thing, but who was I suppose to believe? A seven year old or her mother?" "If the seven year old was right, then the seven year old." The girl nearly screamed back. "Elaina could have still been here if it weren't for you!" "Please! I didn't mean for it to turn out like this! Can't you just forgive me?" The girl shook her head stubbornly. "Please? I've tried to make it up to you the best that I can, but I don't know what else I could do!" Hunt was now begging her, do his best to keep her from walking away. He needed her to come with him. It was for the sake of his job. "Why should I forgive you? What have you done that is worthy of my forgiveness?" The girl was glaring at him now, a burning hatred burning in her deep green eyes. "I have stopped you from getting thrown in jail for the past five years, if that counts for anything, I was part of the group arguing to get your mother thrown in the jail for your mother