She's an angel… When she want's to be (Mello Fanfiction)
By: Kayani Neko
Chapter One
Kendra knew she couldn't talk. If she did, they'd kill them. Mello, Near, L, Matt… Her best friends, her brothers. She'd die with their names rather then give them. It had been months since she'd been caught… And in those months she began to lose herself, lose hope.
The torture was horrendous, no words could bring justice to the pain she'd been submitted to. When no amount of physical pain would bring her to tell them, they tried a new method; mental.
The things she saw… Most would never recover from. A part of her died, though what they showed her only fueled her hatred, and sealed her mouth tighter. If she was to tell them… They might do those things to her loved ones.
Finally, after months of non-stop torture, they locked her up. No food or water. Kendra was relieved by this; it meant no more pain. She was finally alone, or so she thought.
The door opened to reveal a large man, with an evil face. "Good morning." His gruff voice spat at her. Kendra glared up at him. "Seems like you still have some fighting spirit I see, it's been three days now."
She tried to spit at him, but she had no saliva left. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and she had a shackle around her left foot, which was connected to the wall through a chain. They had learned that it was necessary the hard way. "I'll die before I bow down to the likes of you people." She hoarsely growled out.
"Not likely, seeing as you're going to die in a matter of days." He arrogantly stuck his chin in the air.
His mistake.
Kendra hopped up and did a jump kick, knocking his head so far back it snapped. She kicked dust on him and huffed, exhausted from the movement. She barely had the energy to stand, but she did for she heard steps coming, and she stood stronger then she was, her eyes wide and venomous.
A blonde man turned the corner, his eyes widening at the sight of her. "Kendra…?" His voice was quiet, smooth.
"Come near me and you're dead! You think you can fool me with that? I don't think so!" She growled, the room spinning too much to make out anything about him other then he was blonde and male. This was a trick.
He came a little closer. "Kendra, it's me, Mello." His hand reached out, and Kendra did a crescent kick to it. "Kendra, don't you recognize me?"
"Piss off you stupid bastard. Just cause I'm worn out from all this crap doesn't mean I'll ever tell you. I'm not stupid. So just kill me and get it over with. I'm getting ticked off." She wavered, completely not in control any longer. She fell over, finally passing out.
"Kendra!" The man cried out, running to her side. He picked her up and ran out of the building with her. The people that worked with him stayed back to clean out the building, and wipe out everyone in it, under orders.
Kendra's eyes slowly opened. She was in a hospital bed. "Huh…?" She looked around confused. Then she caught sight of Mello sleeping in the corner. Her throat caught. She was finally freed.
Mello stirred, and opened his eyes. He sat up and shook his head a little, clearing the fog. It was obvious he hadn't slept well. "Kendra… You're finally awake…" He smiled a little.
"How long have I been out?" She asked.
"About a week and a half, actually." He scratched his cheek, not knowing what to say, or how to say it. "How are you feeling?"
She scoffed. "I don't know, I've been tortured for I don't even know how long, and then wake up with my stomach turning inside out. Other then that I'm all puppies and daisies." She smiled a huge fake smile. Mello flinched at that. "Don't worry, I'm not mad. Come here." She held her arms out in embrace an earnest look on her face.
Mello slowly, cautiously made his way to her side. He slipped into her arms and sighed, relieved. Then Kendra bit his neck hard. He cried out in pain. "Stop it! That hurts! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"You join the mafia, get me caught and then conveniently take freaking forever to find me?! I don't think so!" She punched him in the face then crumpled. She groaned in pain. "Why the heck does my stomach hurt so much…?"
Mello quickly took the opportunity to get a safe distance away. "You haven't been able to eat anything the majority of your time here, we've been force feeding you, but your stomach isn't quite used to food yet."
Kendra growled. "I'm hungry." She stood, ripped the I.V. out and ran out of the room before Mello could stop her.
"Hey, wait! You can't leave!" Mello chased after her, but Kendra was too fast. She turned a corner, and by time Mello turned it, she was gone. "Damn it!"
Kendra was climbing through the air vents, making her way to the exit, when she spotted Matt. She kicked the vent open and hopped out, landing in a crouch position beside Matt. "Hey hon. What's up?" He looked at her for a moment, blinking. "Want to take me to Burger King? I'm starved."
Matt smiled. "Sure thing. Can we stop by Game World on the way back?" Kendra rolled her eyes and nodded. He smiled as she stood. "I can see your ass."
She blinked, looking down at the stupid robe. "Oh. Hey, wait here a moment while I go find some less conspicuous clothes."
"Wait, is this an escape attempt?" Matt eyed her suspiciously. Kendra smiled deviously.
"Not at all! Mello even said I could go." She giggled, twisting around in her spot.
"I won't get in trouble will I?" Kendra shook her head. "Alright, but hurry up. I want a smoke."
And so began the mission: steal a pair of Mello's pants. Well, and a shirt from someone else. Mello may be feminine, but he didn't have boobs, therefore, none of his skin-tight leather shirts would fit her. She cracked open the door to her room.
Mello was resting his head against the glass, sighing. He stayed there, so Kendra figured he'd stay long enough for her to sneak by. She slipped into the room, and crept silently over to Mello's bag. She clutched it to herself, so the chains wouldn't make noise. She slipped out of the room unnoticed.
She ran to the bathroom, just as Mello cried out in surprise. Kendra grinned triumphantly, Mello had never caught her in an escape and/or theft attempt, not once. She snickered to herself, slipping into a pair of his pants, a perfect, even better fit then they were on Mello.
She frowned down at her shirt. Now, what to do about that? She tapped her chin thoughtfully, only for a moment. Then a clever smirk spread across her face. She took off the shirt and tore it a little in places. She tore off a sleeve. She put it back on, the detached sleeve remaining on her wrist, a sort of cuff. She took one of the torn off ties and tied her long brown with red streaked hair back in a off-set ponytail, leaving a few pieces loose, giving her an intimidating crazed look. She smiled at herself in the mirror. Completely inconspicuous.