"The pop star, Krissy chan, will be performing her new song at the Ball on 45th street today at midnight!" the spokesperson said on TV. "Krissy chan will be accompanied by none other than Misa Amane! They will enter the Ball through the front two double doors where citizens will be able to take photographs." The spokesperson kept rambling on. "That's it for today's news! I'm Sammy, Kira's speaker, and I will see you at the Ball!"
"Man they are so annoying! Pop star, pff. If they knew what I was no one would bother even caring. I swear the more they talk about me like I'm some marvelous God, the more I just want to show them what I am and get it over with. Heh, whenever they find out they will be in for quite a surprise," I said munching on a bar of chocolate.
Fast-forward to the Ball
All the celebrities were exiting their limos or other form of transportation. Spotlights where on you instantly, as you got off your street bike.
You never really like riding in the very back of an overstretched car, so you always rode your motorcycle where ever you needed to go. This was one of the events where you were spotted once again with another one of your brand new bikes.
As soon as you got off, you began making your way to the double doors, when suddenly a man in a sports car threw something. That something turned out to be a smoke bomb.
Everyone tried rushing inside. A man on a similar street bike pulled up and suggested taking Miss Sammy the spokesperson for Kira to safety. As soon as he left with her, the man in the sports car began driving away, with about 20 police cars following him.
You instantly knew that something bad was going to happen so you got back on your street bike and began following the man in the sports car.
You swerved around ongoing cars and tried to catch up to the sports car. When they made a sharp turn you noticed something was very wrong. The man in the sports car came out with his hands up in the air. He wore a striped long sleeved shirt with a fur vest, and what seemed to be goggles. He was surrendering himself and yet all the police men where getting ready to shoot him.
Your eyes widened. You did not want to witness another death.
You quickly ran into the crowd of the police men. They all stared at you in disbelief.
You heard a click and knew instantly that one of the men were going to shoot. But which one?
You walked up to the man that owned the sports car.
"I'm Krissy, what's your name?" you asked not really caring that there were guns being pointed at you.
"Matt," he said with a quizzical look on his face. "Why are you doing this?" he asked.
"Because," you began, "I know you are a good guy and not a criminal. Now, if you want to live you better follow my lead, you got that?"
He nodded his head.
"Don't shoot," you stated to the policemen. "He's my boyfriend and was just playing a prank. It's ok I'll handle this." Not a single person moved except Matt who fidgeted. You heard more 'clicks' and knew they weren't buying it. Damn it. Of course they will not buy that crap, I just freakin' asked the man his name! What can I do to make them believe he's not guilty? What can-I got it!
You turned around to face the policemen before turning back around to Matt. You winked at him before you walked seductively towards him. You leaned against him and whispered in his ear, "Just play along."
You looked around Matt into the car and saw he had a gun on the dash board. You walked around him, keeping your hands on his shoulders and gliding them over his torso. When you were behind him, you grabbed the gun and walk back in front of him.
All the members of the task force looked at you with anger in their eyes. Before they could even react, you pulled the trigger on one of the members. Matt looked at you in disbelief. Why is she helping me? I barely even know her!
Before he could say anything you grabbed his waist and flew into the air.
"What the fuck! She's…she's a…a…a…" one of them managed to say. "Dragon!" they all screamed.
Matt who wasn't sure what was going on was holding on for his dear life when he saw that he was hundreds of feet in the air. He looked farther down and noticed your tail was wrapped around his car. You brought him in front of a warehouse that to your surprise, his buddy that was on the motorcycle was there as well.
You gently laid the car down with your tail making sure you didn't ruin it. The you set Matt down and returned to your original form.
"Matt!" the blonde haired man screamed running toward his companion. "What the hell happened?" the man yelled again.
"Mellow, believe it or not, she saved my life," Matt began as the so called Mellow looked around Matt to face the famous pop star.
"Hi," you waved at him nervously. You were about to turn away when Mellow grabbed your wrist.
"I haven't properly introduced myself. My name is Mellow," he said as he dropped your wrist and bowed in a polite manner.
"The names Krissy," you said cheerfully as you curtsied to the man known as Mellow.
Your smile soon faded as realization struck you. "Damn it! What have I gotten myself into! That was bound to be recorded! I can't go back now!" you yelled plopping down against the car.
Mellow smirked. "I you like, you can stay with us. It's true that you probably can't go back and that it probably was recorded. But hey, we have a lot of free space," Mellow said in a reassuring way.
"Really?" you asked, "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure! I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't!" he said jokingly.
"Okay!" you shouted, jumping up and clinging to Mellow's neck and kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you!"