AN: Hello everybody on the internet. So I had a bit of spare time on my hands soooo like why not write a fanfic, amirite? I am natively German so please don't be too harsh, okay? I just love Mello's character in the manga and anime!
To explain the story a little bit: okay so i previously had a shprt synopsys here. But i think its better if you figure out the story by reading it ;)
Okayyyy so here's the prologue if you like. Let me know what you think I'm open to criticism but please don't be mean I OWN NOTHING (except Jasmine and Samira)
She peaked from behind the black Mercedes- everything seemed quiet. Too quiet.
Before she could even take the safety of her eagle, a loud bang could be heard from the opposite side, followed by a line of bullets, flying only inches away from her head.
'FUCK' she loudly spat, as she ducked back behind the car. The sound of engines could be heard as more of them arrived at the scene. This was BAD.
The Merc was getting destroyed, the windows smashed, the side mirrors blown off. 'Those fucking cunts are going to pay for this! Literally - this bitch was expensive.' The brunette beside her scowled as she reloaded her AK47.
A shot hit the last intact window, right above the redhead, who covered her head as glass from the car fell on top of her. 'That one was way too close...l' she muttered shaking the pieces of glass from her hair 'Shoot the blonde transvestite, he looks like the leader!' her heart beat so fast she was sure it was about to rip out of her chest. At that moment, she regretted everything. She regretted ever agreeing to help her dumbass friend. She regretted ever getting involved.
'The chocolate munching motherfucker? Don't think so, If anything its the bald dude!' the other girl aimed from the trunk of the car and fired, giggling slightly.
Jaz... you truly don't sense danger when its starring you right in the face. You're going to get both of us killed! The redhead with shaking fingers took the safety off her gun. Her aim was never the best, but she got by. 'How did they find us, Jaz? I thought you said everything was taken care of!' she yelled at her friend while aiming at the head of the blonde on the opposite end and firing.
'I thought it was!'
They shot a few more times until both ran out of bullets. A look of panic now covered the brunettes face as she starred at her companion, who starred back with just as much panic. She stuffed the eagle into her belt and screamed 'RUN!' at the top of her lungs, making the brunette drop her AK.
The two girls took off in the opposite direction, slimly avoiding the bullets flying their way.
'Don't let them get away!' the stern, angry voice of the blonde spat. His icy blue eyes darted towards the other men who nodded and got on their bikes. He tucked his gun into his leather pants.
After what seemed like hours of running, the girls were getting breathless. They were being caught up to and were getting desperate. Turning a sharp corner, they ducked into the first dark alleyway they saw and hid behind a large trash can, the redhead clutching her gun tightly at her side for comfort even though it was essentially useless without ammo. 'Jasmine Alexandra Snow, I'm going to kill you!' she breathed, barely able to get the sentence out from exhaustion.
'It's not my fault.' The brunette whined defensively as she peaked out from behind the trash can to see the men speeding by on their bikes, some firing forward. 'I think we lost them! Idiots, they're just shooting ahead of them.'
The redhead slapped her companion on the shoulder startling her, and quietly bellowed 'What do you mean its not your fault? I told you to not get involved with Ryder and not only did you not listen, you dragged me along!' she put her head in her hands 'fuck it, we're as good as dead at this point.'
Her friend patted her on the shoulder and whispered 'Sam, relax okay? We're fine.'
The distressed girl slapped Jasmine's hand away and sank onto the ground burying her head into her knees and letting out a frustrated sigh.
'Plus, don't you believe in true love?'
She suddenly shot up again and yelled at her friend. 'Not when the guy is on the FBI most wanted list 3 years in a row you absolute waffle! If that gang doesn't kill you I'm sure gonna!'
'Don't move.' The sound of loud footsteps approaching them immediately interrupted their squabbling.
The two girls heads snapped forward to see the leather clad blonde boy around their age who appeared to be the leader before. In his left hand he held a half eaten chocolate bar, in his right - a Beretta which he was pointing at the brunette. 'Hey look, its the Easter bunny's worst nightmare!' she joked.
Sam stirred nervously, trying not to giggle at her friends comments but at the same time getting quite annoyed. Jaz, you fucking idiot. How can you possibly joke right now? Her hand slid slowly into her pocket which contained a pocket knife she always carried with her for protection. She was considering her options. I can just stab him right now.. no, what if he shoots me before I can even move?
The boy sneered and took a bite of his chocolate bar, swallowing it whole without chewing. The girls exchanged confused and slightly amused glances. In a very serious tone, he spat 'my men are on their way back over here now. You can co-operate with us and we may not kill you.'
'H-how did you know we were here?' Sam clutched her blade, preparing to strike. That's it, keep him talking, keep him distracted.
'I saw your dumb asses run in here.' He smirked 'you girls got some nerve to try and steal from us. '
'You can't prove we stole anything.'
The boy now pointed his gun at the redhead. He scanned her up and down. She was around his age and seemed much better put together than her friend. She wore ripped denim attire and had a neat ponytail sporting curls of bright red hair. From the expression on her face, it was obvious he scared her.
Jasmine laughed a little, 'Ha, Sam he's totally checking you out! Hey buddy, I'd stop waving that dick ass pistol of yours around. If you wanna ask her out, you can just say it.' She turned towards Sam and shrugged 'Didn't even think he'd be into girls.'
This only seemed to anger the guy further however, who scowled without saying another word and moved his finger onto the trigger of the gun. Sam slapped her friend harder this time.
Suddenly, the sound of multiple bikes nearing the alley could be heard. 'In here!' someone yelled in a deep voice. The blondes head turned towards the sound, when-
'OUCH!'
The knife pierced the muscle of his arm, and blood began to slowly pour out. He dropped his gun which the brunette quickly snatched, and clutched his wound. 'Get the bitch!' he yelled, as the men shot at the redhead who was now climbing the chain link which boarded the very end of the alley.
Before the brunette could run after her friend, a tall and muscular jugallo tackled her to the ground.