Tangled Up
By EverlastingFun
A/N: Hey guys! Guess what, I don't own Disney or any of its characters. There's the disclaimer. Here is the first chapter of my story. I don't have much to say at the moment. But, enjoy!
Loud honks from passing cars lit up the town of Corona. The passengers of the vehicle leaned out the window and shouted curse words to the pedestrians on the sidewalk. It was always like this now. Once upon a time this town was peaceful. There was a very low crime rate and most people in the town could be categorized as white collar. But since the unexpected death of the town's beloved mayor, great-grandson of the founder of the town, it has slowly been unwinding into something… horrible. Bars have been popping up everywhere, as well as strip clubs, drug labs, and the crime rate has been increasing steadily. The police force tries to stay on top of everything, but the small staff isn't able to keep up with all of the thugs and ruffians, despite Captain Maximus's attempts.
The bright red ash of a cigarette dimly lit up a small alleyway next to one of the town's more famous strip clubs. The owner of the cigarette held the toxic smoke in his lungs as his brown eyes studied the drunken assholes tripping over themselves as they climbed their way into their vehicles. With a slow deliberate breath he released a small cloud that hadn't been absorbed into his lungs.
The loud creak from the door made him look over. A tall, slender girl poked her fiery red hair out of the door and immediately caught sight of the man. She leaned her thin body against the door frame making sure he could see every inch of her that wasn't covered by cloth. The young beauty was wearing an emerald lace bra that was practically see-through. Her dark nipples poked through the thin fabric making all the guys inside wild with lust. Her underwear was a matching set, covering up the smooth mound of skin that leads somewhere more alluring. "Flynn." She called seductively. She curled her finger toward herself motioning him to come closer.
Flynn Rider flicked his cigarette bud to the damp ground before stomping it roughly. The ash quickly died against the concrete. He walked calmly toward the woman with a smirk plastered on his handsome face. No woman could resist Flynn. It was the way he talked. The way he treated them. His flirtatious comments combined with his subtle touches. The way he kissed their skin, and caressed their thighs. Every woman wanted to be with him. And the ones he had already been with still wanted more. For example, Jewel, the red-head leaning against the door frame was one who just kept coming back. Flynn didn't mind though. She was wild in bed. Flynn chuckled to himself. "Hey, babe." He pulled Jewel into a rough kiss. Their lips smashed against each other in need. Not that Flynn needed her. He was bored. And sleeping with the woman was something to do. His tongue dominated the red-head, and she didn't fight back much to Flynn's dismay. He liked a challenge.
She pulled away and ran a finger down the man's tanned arms. His muscles moved underneath her touch. "What are you doing out here? I got you a private showing." She whispered against the stubble on his chin.
He hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her against his groin. "Oh really?" She moaned loudly as he began to nibble her neck seductively. "Should we go in there, then?"
"Oh god, Flynn." She moaned as he slid his hand down the front of her panties.
"Rider!" Flynn pulled away from Jewel much to her dismay. He turned his head with a sarcastic smile spread along his soft lips. Two large built men with flaming red hair walked up to Flynn with determination etched on their faces. They were identical to one another with few subtle differences. The one of the right had an eye patch covering one of his eyes while the other had a scar stretching across his face. "We have a job for you."
He stepped away from Jewel. "No hello?" He started with his arms open wide. "No how have you been? Jeez guys, I thought you might have missed me."
"Rider, this is serious." The twin with the eye patch muttered.
"Flynn?" Jewel questioned lightly as she tugged on his muscle tank, trying to get him to come with her. "We have something to do."
"Go away, whore." Scar face threatened. Jewel tensed up. She glared at the twin.
Flynn turned and placed a kiss on her shoulder. "I'll be right in baby, go get comfortable." Jewel forced herself to leave, the whole time glaring at the two men taking her Flynn away.
One Jewel shut the door behind her Flynn looked to the red-heads. "So, why do I get to pal around with the infamous Stabbington brothers this time?" He said with a grin.
The eye patch brother pulled a rolled up piece of paper from his bag and threw it at Flynn. He caught it with ease and unrolled it. As he studied the page a number of different emotions crossed his face. His brows furrowed, followed by his eyes widening. He massaged his goatee with one of his hands and bit his lip. "You can't be serious."
"Just listen, Rider-"
"This place! Really? Of all the places you pick the one that's probably going to get up thrown in jail! You know Max patrols that house twenty four seven."
Scar face smiled. "Not tonight."
"What?" Flynn questioned.
Eye Patch stepped beside his brother. "Max has a specially made appointment tonight at the doctors. He made sure to ask a special favor of the doctor to get him in immediately, and discreetly so no one found out."
"But we got it out of the Doc'."
Flynn studied the housing plan once over again. "And the resident."
The two snorted in unison. "That old hag is gone for the month!"
A sigh escaped Flynn's mouth. "So tonight is our only chance?"
"Imagine the riches, Rider!"
"That house-"
"Yes, I know! That house belonged to the former mayor. It belonged to all of the descendants of the founders for this town. There are billions of dollars in antiques, gems, furniture, and so on. I've studied this house. I've studied the history behind it; which is how I know they have a security system circling the entire premises. One step inside that circle without one of the bracelets and Max will know we are there."
Eye Patch pulled something out of his pocket and tossed it at Flynn. "You mean this bracelet."
Flynn caught it and studied the small rubber bracelet. On the front, a small metallic disk rested in the center. The sensor. "Where did you get this?"
They both smirked.
Flynn sighed. "I guess we are doing this." He slipped on the bracelet and rolled the paper up before sticking it in his back jean pocket. "Just in and out."
"Just enough time to get some jewels."
Flynn stopped. "Shit, Jewel."
The twins stopped. "Rider, if you ruin this because of some skank."
Flynn looked toward the door and back at the twins. "You guys are such a cock-block."
Eye Patch glared at Flynn. "I'm sorry you can't fuck our sister tonight."
Flynn grinned and followed the two boys.
The three men crouched soundlessly in the brush before the giant house upon the hill; The Corona Residence. Flynn stared in admiration at the beautiful house. It was a soft beige color with maroon trimming along the base. It had eight bedrooms, five bathrooms, two lounging rooms, one humongous kitchen, two offices, one dining room, and five other none categorized rooms. It was three stories high. The first two stories were where all the rooms were, and the third was a large attic that was remolded into an apartment shortly before the death of the mayor and his wife. Flynn knew everything there was to know about this house, even where the safe was kept.
The large yard was decorated with flowers, shrubs, and gnomes. Flynn shuddered. He hated gnomes.
"Let's go Rider!" One of the twins, he wasn't sure which, yelled.
They had just watched Max pull out of the long driveway and head down the street toward the doctors. Flynn fingered the bracelet on his wrist and breathed in deeply. "This better work." Flynn stood and immediately darted for the patio sliding glass door. He pulled his lock pick out of his pocket and jumped with the motion lights popped on. "Shit." He cursed. His heart was violently beating against his rib cage making it impossible for him to breath. He fumbled with the lock as he desperately tried to unlock the door. "Come on. Come on." He chanted breathlessly. A small click echoed in his ears. Yes! He shouted to himself before sliding the door open. A loud beeping suddenly rung throughout the house. "Shit!" Flynn cursed aloud.
He looked towards the twins who were currently surrounded by cops. "Shit!" He cursed again. With quiet steps he entered the house before he was noticed and closed the sliding door behind him. Making sure it locked. He watched in darkness how the cops cuffed and frisked the two over-sized twins.
The group of officers dragged the twins away. There was no one coming to look for him. He sighed in relief. At least he wasn't caught.
Something cold touched the back of his neck. "Don't move." A feminine voice shook in apprehension. Flynn froze. Fuck.