Emily fields is an independent woman. She knows how to take care of herself. Actually she has no choices but to do so, otherwise she would be already dead. People have no pity, if you're seen as a weak person without any defenses, they will attack you and take all of your richness. And your richness can be anything; clothes, food, jewelry, medication, anything. So you have to learn how to struggle, how to be strong. And fight for your life. The brunette has her own house, a good numbers of clothes, food and the most important thing to her eyes; weapons. She has learned how to survive by herself since she was all alone. He parents died in an ambush while coming back from the usual hunting that they did every Monday. Since then the brunette grew accustomed to be alone. She had no friends, no relationship. Nothing.
The brunette was walking in the street armed with one of her gun who was securely maintained between her jeans and her hips. In her left hand there was her backpack, she was coming back from the grocery store because she had to buy a few things that she couldn't find anywhere else. Her other hand was inside the pocket of her leather jacket, she was grabbing hard at the sharp knife that was also hidden. She did not find any reasons to use it today but you have to be prepared at any time. She tried to keep a low profile, because her right leg was still healing from her last encounter. A dumb ass tried to steal her bag, but it ended bad for him. Still he hurts her with a ridiculous long sword, and he was not skilled with it that's why the fight ended easily. Anyways it was better for her health to avoid any troubles for now.
The streets were loud as always, you could ear kids screaming and laughing while throwing rocks at the citizens, cars who were driven as formula one gears, gun shoots that you could hear from every side of the town. People were used to this atmosphere, and peace was not a word that existed. Instead population dreamed of money, big housed and power. Pulled out from her thoughts, the brunette quickly stepped aside when a man ran past her. He was rapidly caught up by an older one who jumped on his back and pinned him hard on the floor.
" You little bastard, hand me back my money or I'll kill you and feed my dogs with your bones." Grunted dangerously the older man, while crushing the back of the head of the other man on the ground.
" I need that money to buy food for my kids ! They need it !" Yelled the other guy hands on his head and crying of pain. Blood starting to slip from his scrunched forehead.
" You're lying, I've seen you around walking all drunk ruining your cash for cigarettes,drugs and other shitty things. You should not have lied little fucktard ! See you in hell !" Emily pulled her hat low on her eyes and walked a little faster, knowing what was coming. She snorted when she heard a gun shot from behind her. " Idiot." She whispered.
Em turned at the corner of the street, and she thought about tightening her scarf around her neck when her thoughts were abruptly stopped by an another scene in front of her. A blonde girl who seemed to be in a difficult situation. She was tackled on a wall by a taller man who was holding aggressively her throat and screaming at her face. Emily assumed that the two other guy who were searching through a big travel bag were his friends. " C'mon where is hiding you dad and his crew? " Questioned the guy with an amused tone.
" I already told you, please let me go." Emily arched a brown at the girl. She has never seen her, and what a shame because she was ridiculously pretty. She has long blond hair, who were associated by a pair of two beautiful blue eyes. She seemed to be a little bit smaller than Emily, but damn she has a great body. The brunette asked to herself what was doing the girl here alone without any weapons. She continued to walk straight, hey ears listening to the conversation.
" So your papa isn't here to protect you ?" Mocked the guy, his hand still around her neck.
" Yo Noah her bag is only full with girl clothes, few snacks and a knife. And she has sexy underwear, what a kinky bitch." Sneered the other boy while holding out a simple pantie. Emily snored even more loudly, and the three boy all looked at her, even the blonde turned her eyes to glance at her. Her eyes pleaded Emily to help her.
" Hey kept walking." Ordered one of the three guys, the one who hadn't talked yet. He put his body next to Emily, his left hand clutching a baseball bat. The brunette eyed him with the side of her eye." What a jerk." She thoughts. In a second her bag was in the floor and her right hand easily sliced the boy throat, enough to make him fall and cry of pain." Aaargh !" He grasped at his bloody neck.
" Don't give me orders." She took his baseball bat who rolled at her feet and grabbed back her bag. The boy's fellows watched the scene but did nothing since the fight between Emily and the guy was already over.
" She has some nerves."
" I know right. Yo this bat is mine give me back that thing."
" It's mine now. And let go this girl. She doesn't have any weapons, take her stuffs and go."
The two boys looks at each other before before laughing loud." She is the daughter of Kenneth DiLaurentis, I know that if I kidnap her, her father will look after her and he'll give me a lot of money. Right Rick ?" He asked while with his other hand he stroked the blonde face, who started to feel disgusted.
" Oh yes." Mocked the blond boy.
" I already told you that I ran out of my house, my father doesn't care anymore if I'm missing. I have no money with me, let me go now!" Snapped the blonde girl, her teeth grinding in anger. She tried to remove his hand on her face by jerking her head.
" And I doesn't care if she is the daughter of Ken fucking DiLaurentis. Let her go." Growled the brunette. Suddenly Rick ran toward Emily with a sharp knife in his hand. " Shut the fuck up, mind your business. We were here first, she is ours !" He tried to cut Emily in the face but the blonde rapidly squatted her knees and grabbed both of the boy's legs. He lost his balance and fell on hard the floor with a grunt. He did not have time to react because a strong fist entered in contact with his jaw,followed by a second one, a third and fourth one until he fell unconscious his face plastered with fresh blood. Emily shook both of her hands, who hurting a little because of the strength that she put in her hits. But she also knows that it hurts because he has a freaking hard jaw. She ignored her bloody fists and looked at the guy." Jerk." She murmured.
When she pulled her head up, she almost laughed when she saw and the ground the other boy who was desperately clutching at his crotch. She looked up at the blonde who was handing her hand out to help the brunette to stand out. She grabbed her hand and ignored how soft and warm it was." Thanks."
" I should be the one thanking you." Answered the blonde while watching Emily grab her travel bag and start to tidy up all of her gears." You've helped me a lot."
" Yeah well you should be more aware, it could have been worse. And I didn't had to help you, so be careful." Emily handed her bag." And take that knife. You'll need it to protect yourself." She arched a brow when she saw the blonde struggle with the heavy knife." Whu-what don't tell me you don't know how to use it..."
The blonde hopelessly watched the brunette with her hand awkwardly holding the knife." Well I-I didn't really felt the use to have a knife as a weapon." Emily made a comical expression." But I've people use it on movies so..."
" Wait wait wait,movies ? You're kidding right. I mean it's...It's crazy. Are you sure we're from the same world ?" Emily quickly turned her eyes to her left then her right to ensure their safety from the people, satisfied with the view she grabbed her back and waited for an answer.
" Yes, but my dad was always there to protect me." The brunette arched a brow at her." Well him and his guards, so I didn't felt the use to learn how to fight. But now that you've mentioned it I kinda feel silly." The brunette snorted." Yeah instead of watching movies, you should have moved the little ass of yours and learned how to fight."
The blonde watched her feet, shame was all over her red face. Emily felt a pang in her chest at this view, she put aside her pride." Sorry...umh..?"
" Alison, but you can call me Ali." Answered shyly the blonde the silenced question.
" Sorry Ali, It's just that I can't believe that your dad let you go, without you being trained. It's makes me crazy, you can die at any moments, and this isn't a movie, blood his real so you better go back to your dad's house." Said softly the brunette.
" I can't. He is the one who threw me outside, I guess another mouth to feed was to much for him and my twin."
" But he is rich isn't he ?"
" Doesn't mean anything here." Murmured sadly Alison, Emily nodded her head in a understanding manner.
" Go find a basement, or go hide somewhere where it's safe. You'll learn fast how to protect yourself anyways."
" But I-I don't know how to-"
" I'm sure that you have the potential for- What ?" She asked when Alison made a shocked face.
" Watch out !"
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Hi, new story, "new writer".
Aheem, anyway please don't make it weird lol, please leave a comment and tell me if you liked it, how you imagine the following chapter etc...
If you see any mistakes excuse me English isn't my native language :). See ya !