Spencers: A Fictional Narrative

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Walker snarls, using his arm as a barricade to keep Spencer against the wall. Eleanor stands back with Delta, one arm wrapped securely around her. Logan gave off some bullshit explanation as to what just went down before ushering everyone away from the more public area. Logan stands at the back of the group, leaving Walker to deal with the idiot. Walker seem to be more than capable of dealing with Spencer. “Answer me!” he yells. “I thought you were one of them,” he admits, squirming under Walker's punishing hold. “I told them last time I saw them that if I did see them again, then I’d kill them.” “Who are you talking about?” Delta speaks up. Spencer peers around Walker, to view her. …show more content…

They had said something about keeping the world safe from animals like me. I just thought you were one of them!” Spencer tries to explain rapidly. Walker loosens his grip and Spencer sends him a grateful look. “Was one of them a man -- 6’2’’ with black hair?” Logan asks, being strangely specific. Spencer's body starts to shake, his tough guy act slowly beginning to crumble. “M-maybe. I don’t know. I only saw one of their faces and it was a women -- young with pink hair.” Logan frowns, he’s trying to put a name with the description, but isn't able to. Instead, this time it is Eleanor who solves the identity problem. “Kyra,” she murmurs lowly, thinking of the friendly, pink haired girl from the Boarding House. But it can’t be her. Right? “Who’s Kyra?” Logan asks. “She's from the Boarding House. There, everyone called her Kitty,” reminds Eleanor and his face lights up in recognition. “If that was her, then that means she must have known who you were the whole time,” Delta says. Then why didn’t she kill her?, Logan thinks. She must have known, or at least had her …show more content…

It didn’t matter in the end, the maid was found dead three days before her trial -- she had killed herself. It never sat well with some people, and now that Eleanor thinks it over – unobscured by a cloud of anger and hatred and sadness – she thinks that maybe they could have been right. “I’m not leaving.” “Don’t you get it, we’re trying to help you!” Delta shouts, arms wrapped around her as if she's trying to hug herself. “We’re trying to save innocent people from getting hurt. We’re trying to stop all this madness.” And as Eleanor stands with Delta, Logan, and Walker, she has no care. She has no care that she doesn’t know what’s going on. The raw emotion in Delta’s voice is enough to know that they're working towards something extraordinary. Something life changing. Now, they wait for Spencer to make up his mind. “No. I will protect my family. I don't need your help.” Spencer pushes past Delta, glaring at and daring anyone to stop him as he walks away. They watch him as he rounds a corner down the road. Logan is speechless as he tries to comprehend what just happened. They’ve failed, simple as that. Without Spencer they would not be able to complete their