Kaya turned the corner not only were they following her, but they also were on bikes. "They'll catch up any second," Kaya thought simultaneously speeding up. She turned down a darkened ally the houses in this part were old and crumbly some windows were boarded up or shattered. The houses seamed to lean in squeezing the already small space and blocking out the little sun that was shining through the dark heavy clouds. Kaya was running now, her feet crunching painfully loudly on the gravel chained up dogs growled and lunged at her. She ducked across someone's yard. The dry brown grass unusually for spring was littered with beer cans. Kaya could hear them now racing down the ally on there bikes shouting after her.
In a seconds decision Kaya leaped the fence. The old splintering wood cut into her hand and she landed hard pain shooting from her ankle. The dead thick air was cut by the sudden down pore of rain. It pored down instantly drenching everyone; the distant screeches of cats could be heard above the pounding of the rain. And closer the pitiful mews could be heard from her bag. Kaya's heart was sinking lower and lower. Things could hardly get worse; the sun was already disappearing behind the horizon sending out its last hopeful rays. Kaya stepped forward her flat's sinking deep into the already forming mud she pulled it back with a all to loud squelch. A man ran out of the house slurring and waving a half empty beer bottle, he had a large found nose, small sharp eyes that were glazed over and he kept stumbling drunkenly at Kaya. She fled from the area long before the loud smash of the bottle hit her earlier spot. The crumbling road was slippery and Kaya had to watch were she ran single miss step could send her rolling down the ravine of beer bottles, wine bottles and unmentionables. All in all not a pleasant fall. Kaya saw a gardener snake crossing the rode in front of her dove right. Snakes even 4 inch ones were one of Kaya's many phobias including bullies, and reached a dead end stumbling over a pile of rocks and hitting the ground with a loud thud. Kaya could taste blood in her mouth. She heard them before she saw them, the squeal of brakes as the slipped on gravel.
There were three of them big at least six foot each, Crack sisters as they were called. Seamed to shack the ground with each step.
"We're going to give you one chance" the one with freckles demanded
"Ya now hand over the kittens" Snapped the fat one
"If you don't we'll just have to teach you a lesson" The leader even uglier than all the rest, her teeth seamed to be rotting out.
"Oh ya" Kaya replied all to cocky "You want to bet?" She sounded much braver than she was. Kaya would have loved to take back that second when she accepted her friends bet to follow the Crack sisters' home. They had lead her to the trash side of town as it was called, were she found them getting ready to drown a litter of kittens. She had stolen them but not all too sneakily, the caught Kaya mid theft the next thing she new she was being chased around an unfamiliar part of town to say the least.
The sisters move in closer leering with sheer joy. Kaya shivered back she had never been one to stand up to a bully and these three were particularly repulsive.
Kaya tripped on some thing and instantly launched into action. Now Kaya wasn't much of a fighter but she could hit any target. Grabbing handful's of rocks she launched them like rockets at the sisters. Shielding their heads they ran.
"And don't come back" Kaya yelled after them though she had no idea why.
Then everything went black.