(Another) Superhero RP! [CLOSED BUT FEEL FREE TO STALK]

But it was too late. The front door opened, and a middle-aged man walked into the foyer. Alice pulled Ferran around the corner. "The back door!" she whispered.

Right. Ferran clutched his arm. You go, I'll make too much noise.

I'm not going to leave you here!

Do you have a choice? He looked her in the eye. Go, I'll distract them.

A woman entered the foyer, presumably the man's wife. Alice looked around the corner but ducked out of sight before they could see her. She squeezed her eyes shut then, letting go of Ferran's arm, ran silently to the back door.

Ferran stumbled out into the open without Alice's support. The woman screamed.
(Can you play the family)

('Kay.)
The man ran back out the door but the woman stayed, watching Ferran carefully. "Who are you?"

"Uh…Ferran." He said, leaning against the wall. "Lovely house you have here!"

She just stared at him, speechless. "What are you doing here?"

(Haha not so speechless after all, I guess.)

"I crashed here from a fictional world that was collapsing in on itself because the writer stopped writing it and then I jumped out a window and I broke several things and I can't feel one of my arms so I crashed here." He shrugged a little. "That's pretty much it."

Alice, despite being told to run, watched the scene through a window. But something near the driveway caught her eye. The husband (if that's what he was) was sprinting back to the house, carrying a small metal object. Her throat tightened. A gun.

Ferran chuckled. "I guess you could say I landed here by pure chance."

Ferran! Ferran, run! The man's got a gun! (Wow that rhymed.)

(Nice)
Get out of here! He thought to her.

I'm fine, there's no one out here! Just- She stopped mid-sentence as she noticed something else near the driveway. Two kids. Crap, she thought, they have kids too!

Why is that crap? Ferran glanced at the woman. She looked like she was still in shock.
(The husband should get back now)

Alice started to reply, but was stopped short as the man ran in through the door. "Don't move," he said quietly, pointing the gun at Ferran. Alice flinched.

Ferran stared pensively at the gun, petrified. "Okay…"

Ferran… "I've already called the police," continued the man in the same quiet voice, "You've just got to be good until they arrive, okay?"

"Okay…" Ferran gulped.

Alice was so transfixed by the scene that she forgot about the children. So when they called out, yelling about another intruder, she jumped. Looking back and forth between them and the window, she glimpsed the woman rush to the children's aid. She stopped when she saw Alice. "Mick…" said the woman slowly. "Mick, there's another one…"

Ferran gasped. "Alice…" He looked back at the man. Not Alice. He threw himself at the man.

But the husband was already turning away, responding to his wife's call. As he turned, Ferran jumped on top of him, and they both hit the ground hard. Twisting around, Mick smacked Ferran in the head with the gun, then scrambled outside.

Ferran laid on the ground, out of breath and about to pass out. Alice! was his last desperate thought before he blacked out.

The man ran to his wife and pushed her behind him. Despite the gun pointed at her, Alice rushed to Ferran's side. The man, Mick, followed her motions. Alice sat down next to Ferran's motionless body, and looked up at the man, desperate. "You can send me to jail or whatever," she said, "but make sure he gets to a hospital." The husband's eyes widened a bit. That was not what he was expecting. But he nodded. And then the police cars pulled up.

(Shall we fast forward?)

(To when?)

(Maybe Ferran waking up? idk)

(Okay, where is Alice during this? Did she go to juvie or something?)