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Meredith Harker was the Mayor of the small Wisconsin town Devonshire Falls. The town was a few hours North of the state's capital, Madison. Most people tended not to know where the town was, even if they looked on a map. It was that small. Not that Mayor Harker mind. The last thing she need was her town gaining tourists. If you are wondering why, the reason is simple. She and most of the town citizens were different. No, unique would be a better word to use. Why, because each one of them has a special ability or two. Special in the terms of something you would only see in comic books, and science fiction movies. She herself could control people do her binding. Yes, she did use her power to win the election, and she is not shamed of doing so. That Rogers seemed like too much like an idiot to run her town anyway. Town's resident physician had the ability to know all the ins and outs of everyone's power or powers. There were others like the bookstore owner who could bring things back to life, the museum owner's shape shifting son, the museum owner himself. Plus many more. Not everyone had a special gift or gifts. The sheriff was one. No Chase Micheals was just exceptional at his job. The crime rate went down when he took over as the head of the police department. Well, not that the town's criminal activity was high. At least not on the more serious charges such a murder. There were a few robberies here and there, but it was mostly kids snatching two dollar candy bars. Her town in her mind was the best, most safe, and private place to live in the country. That was until the night her assistant barged into her office during her game of gin rummy with few close friends.
“Yes?” Mayor Harker asked glancing at the small Asian woman over the hand she had been dealt. Across from her sat her a man also holding a hand of cards. The woman blanched for second, and began speaking in nervous and worried tone. “I'm sorry ma'am, but I over heard Sheriff Micheals talking.” Meredith placed her cards down on the fold out card table she and her friend were using. Her desk was currently getting repair from an accident that had broken one of its legs. How the cleaning staff managed to do that she has no idea. She gave her assistant a hard stare which she hoped convened her growing annoyance. “Yes, and?” “Well, it's about the Berne girl.” Apparently if she remembered correctly one of the Doctor Berne children his oldest daughter went missing a few hours ago. It may sound cruel, but in Meredith mind they were taking the whole thing too seriously. The girl probably just was being stubborn and not coming home (she was a teenager after all), that or maybe she still home. When you lived in Devonshire Falls the fact that someone might be able to turn invisible was not out of the ordinary. “Didn't the girl just runaway?” She inquired. “No one's sure ma'am, it's been five hours the sheriff wants to search again.” Meredith sat up, and gave her friend an apologetic smile, before turning her attention once more to the other woman. “Well, if that's what he wants he better call a town meeting.” The Mayor said waiting for the other woman to take that as a hint to leave. “That's not all.” “Of, course it wasn't.” Meredith thought to herself. “No one is sure how but, the media has gotten a hold of the story.” Meredith sighed and dismissed the woman. Great that's just what her town needed, nosy reporters snooping around. If things got out of hand the missing Maryanne Berne would be the least of their worries.
~ONE WEEK LATER~
Despite the recent tragedy it was going through, the sun chose to once again rise above the town of Devonshire Falls. Elliott woke up to the sound of bird song outside his window. He slowly opened his eyes, and made no effort to move from his bed. One he was a slow riser, so mornings were never his thing. That, and he had two feline bodies pining his covers down on both sides of his body. He just lay there listening to the sounds of the new day, and his cats' light snores. A few minutes past and he reluctantly push one of the cats, Sir Didymus to the side. He made a small noise of protest, but quickly fell asleep again. There were times Elliott wonder if the cat ever did anything besides sleeping. Penny the other cat woke up and jumped off the bed, and began crying for her breakfast. Elliott ignored her mewling as he got out of bed and stretched. He walked to the bathroom, and left it fifteen minutes later. He got dressed in a pair of dark colored jeans, and gray blue T-shirt. Also threw on socks, and pair of dark gray Chucks. He also put some cologne on, and left his bedroom. He was followed out of the room by Penny and now awake Sir Didymus, who had decided that eating sounding better than sleeping at the moment. Elliott fed and gave the cats fresh water, and went to the kitchen to eat something himself. He decided on a light breakfast, toast and a yogurt. Unfortunately he was out of coffee, but he could always have some when Jeremiah arrived. The younger man was quite good at making sure he ate and was caffeinated. After all they were seeing each. Coffee in the mornings was a nice thing to do with a loved one. He had asked Jeremiah the day before if he would not mind coming over and helping him restock the store later. He just need that truck to arrive. He cleaned up and left his apartment. Which was conveniently located above the bookstore A Novel Idea that he had inherited from the previous owner. He barely knew the older man, but some how Eugene Bamford felt that Elliott should be the new owner. He would of given up on the store if it had not been for Jeremiah. Who helped him keep it afloat even after the tragic accident he was in. There were time Elliott wondered if the younger man knew how grateful he was.
He walked down the stairs that led to the store and began turning on lights. He began putting away misplaced books back on their correct shelves, dusted, and got the register ready. He noticed that the Jade plant Jeremiah had gotten him for his birthday several years ago looked about dead again. He went over to it and revived it just by touching it. Almost everyone who lived in Devonshire Falls had an unique gift. Elliott was being things back from the dead. He had never thought of it as a gift before moving to the small Wisconsin town. Growing up his gift had been called sinful and wrong. He had long since gotten past most of the mental abuse he went through growing up. He still refused to talk to his family though, and never cared to tell him where he lived. He had heard or rather seen by spying on his sister via Facebook that she had gotten married. He felt sorry for the poor b*****d that was wed to her, and sorry for any future kids they might have. Well, maybe the guy was an a*****e too, so maybe he should only feel sorry for the nonexistent children. The sound of raindrops hints the window panes could be heard as it suddenly began to rain. Elliott neither loved or hated any type of weather. He felt it was all necessary. Even the below zero winters. He unlocked the front door which was used by the costumers, and the back door that was used by employees as an entrance. He grabbed the Jade plant and placed it outside. The good thing about rain was he would not have to water the plants outside, and Jade plant. The overhead awning on the old red brick building luckily kept him from getting drenched. He went back inside and turned the store's sign to open, and waited. Despite the rain people came to the store. Someone had mentioned to him long ago that the place was relaxing. Elliott could not help, but to feel proud about that. He helped people find books, ran the check out, and work on restocking the shelves all at once. The bell on the door rang again and he looked over to see that Chase Micheals the town's sheriff had had entered the store. He had dark circles under his eyes and gave Elliott a quick and light smile. “Good morning Sheriff.” Elliott greeted the man and placed down the stack of books he had been holding. The other man made a quick scan around the store before settling his eyes back on its owner. “Morn' Mr. Savage.” Chase finally greeted back. “May I help you with something?” Elliott asked when he was standing across for the cop. Chase sighed and handed Elliott a piece of paper. “Yes, I'm calling a town meeting later this evening. If you could hang this in a window that would be big help. I need to go though, and thank you.” Elliott glanced down at the paper and noticed that it had a time and place for the meeting. Town Hall at 7:00pm. He and probably everyone else knew that the meeting could only be about Maryanne. Dear god did he feel horrible for Gene. No one deserved that, even the town's resident jerk felt sorry for the doctor. “I will and goodbye.” Elliott once again started working, and waiting for Jeremiah to arrive.
OOC: Whoot! I love it when I can reuse posts, hahaha. xD