Paige traveled around town for twenty minutes trying to find Yami and his friends. Where were they? She glanced to her left and then her right as she crossed the street. The vibes circulating through her body made her feel confused. When she got to the corner, she stopped. Closing her eyes, she focused. All thoughts cleared from her mind as she thought about Yami and the Puzzle.
A slight chill went up her back. She opened her eyes and looked down at her belt. The eye in the middle of it turned around twice before slowly turning back to the left. She smiled and turned left down the street.
As Paige rounded another corner, she saw a coffee shop. Inside the window, she could see Yugi, owner of the Millennium Puzzle, sitting with his friends in a booth. She fixated on him and walked in the shop. Marik never really told her about Yugi. He always said things about Yami like: Yami was smart and Yami holds the Millennium Puzzle. Yugi must not have really threatened Marik. Squinting her eyes a small smug smile played on her lips; he looked almost like a child.
She came in and sat on a stool at the counter, ordering herself a soda and some chicken strips. As she ate her food, she kept a clear gaze on Yugi. He didn't seem like the kind of person that would hold such a powerful item. She had wondered if he'd even hit puberty yet. She had to think of a way to get his attention, but how? Looking around the room, she wondered.
Meanwhile, over at the booth Yugi and his friends were talking up a storm.
"No way! Julie would neva' go out wit' you!" Joey said grinning. Tea' and Bakura laughed as well. They were cuddled in one side of the booth. Tristin stood up.
"Why not! Is it so hard for you to believe that she just might be attracted to me!" Tristin yelled. Everyone in the shop stared at him, including Paige. He smiled at the crowd nervously and sat down. Yugi decided to scoot out of the booth and head toward the restroom, he didn't want to make Tristin mad.
"It's just that Julie is a high class girl Tristin. She is only interested in hair, makeup, and money. No offence, but you don't have experience in any of that department." Tea' said reasonably. Bakura looked at her and then a Tristin. Tristin just sat there, a scowl on his sweaty face.
"I thought my hair was fine…" He mumbled.
Paige laughed a little to herself as she overheard the conversation. Men were so stupid sometimes. She glanced at Tristin again and shook her head. He really didn't have a good idea about any of those things by the looks of it. His hair was cut in such an odd way, it made him look like a military man, and as far as money went, didn't he have enough money to buy a new coat? She went back to eating her chicken strips as she listened in more. There weren't very many people there so it wasn't hard.
"Listen Tristin, just go for some one you know you'll like, not some one that just looks good and would drop you like dirt when she got the chance." Bakura told him. Tristin stared at Bakura and a smile appeared on his face.
"Your right Bakura. Maybe instead of Julie, I'll go after someone who is sweet, kind, and caring."
"There ya go Tristin. Someone like dat, not someone dat is treated like a princess." Joey said smiling. Tristin raised an eyebrow to him.
"That's absolutely right Joey. So do you know if Serenity is seeing anybody?" Joey shot up and glared at Tristin.
"Listen to me Busta! If you even g-…" He was cut off by Bakura's hand on his mouth. Joey tried to move it, but Bakura's hand wouldn't budge.
"Settle down Joey." He said calmly. Joey kept glaring daggers at Tristin.
'The typical teenage male perspective,' thought Paige to herself. It would probably never change. And it's not like men grew out of it when they reached a certain age. Nope, with in it was always the same. Women. It's like they had a one track mind. She giggled shyly to herself and took another drink of soda.
Just then a loud gunshot went off. Everyone looked up to see three men in masks holding shotguns. Tea' gave out an ear piercing scream.
"All right! Everybody on the ground now!" Yelled one. Joey and Tristin bolted to the ground. Tea' then slid out as quickly as possible followed by Bakura. Everyone else was already on the ground, everyone that is except Paige. She just sat there drinking her soda; she was now sucking the cup dry, making the noise ring throughout the small café.
One of the men turned to her. "I said get down to the ground!" He said pointing the shotgun at her. She turned around on the stool, lazily opening her legs as she stared at him. What a dork, and she told the guy so. He widened his eyes as she smiled and hopped down from the stool.
"You know you're almost believable. I mean really guys, you almost look like pros. You could probably have your way with most of these people. I bet they are really petrified of you," she walked up to one of the men, "Knowing that at any moment there lives could end. Does that make you happy? Make you feel tough?" She asked. AS she went to touch one, another pointed a gun at her, ready to fire. "I think we have problem here, because to me you look like a couple of panty hose capped morons who can't hack the real business. And to me that makes you weak. You've already blown the first rule!" She could tell they were getting mad. "Rule one! Never let anyone talk back to you…they do and you make sure they don't have a mouth to do it again." The men looked ay each other confused. Paige just smiled. What a couple dopes. Did they really think they were criminals? "Rule two…don't make promises you can't keep, that's just impolite. And rule three…don't get intimidated by anyone."
"Listen lady, you got to the count of five to get down on the ground before I blow your brains out!" Said a taller one as he pointed his gun to her head. She stayed calm.
"You can count? I never would have guessed." She told him.
"One." Counted a chubby masked man from behind her.
"Oh…so you have someone else count for you? I see now." She raised a somewhat playful eyebrow.
"Two." She just stood there, looking at her nails. They were really dirty…she'd have to make a note to clean them after all this. "Three." Joey stuck his head up 'She's gonna get herself killed.' He thought. "Four. I'm telling you! I'm not afraid to shoot you! I'll blow your head right off!"
"Five!" Paige whispered, as she watched them with half-lidded eyes. The men looked at each other. She almost died laughing, but didn't make a sound. These guys weren't going to shoot her. They were scared. They had never experienced taking a life before.
"What's wrong? I thought you were going to shoot me. My brains should be scattered all over the floor right now…or am I mistaken?" She asked. Gritting his teeth, the man that was going to shoot her whipped his gun behind his shoulder like a bat and swung it at her. Paige's eyes grew wide and she ducked quickly, kicking the man in the groin. He fell back cupping his hands in between his legs. The man from behind her grabbed her arms and threw her to the ground. She quickly hopped back up and forced herself to punch him in the nose. He stumbled backward. She was so glad Marik had had a personal trainer come in to teach her how to defend herself. She wasn't the best, but she figured she could beat these guys with nothing but a paper bag.
The third man had his gun still pointing at the people as he watched the fight. The tall man stood once again. He was a lot bigger and stronger than the other two. He was probably stronger then the other two put together. He grabbed Paige while she concentrated on the chubbier man. She let out a slight gasp; struggling, but no luck. The chubby man stepped in front of her. She kicked him with both her feet and flipped over the tall man, backward. The tall man looked dumb struck and stared at her.
"Since when do women take martial arts classes?" He asked himself more then to her.
Paige smiled and kicked him again. "Most of it's from gymnastics…the other part…well…" He snapped back into reality and blocked her attack. He then punched her in the stomach and grinned. She held her abdomen, but found a way to elbow him in the side of his face. Scrunching down to trip him, a tiny smile spread over her face. She then stood up and kicked him in the face. She turned around to start on her other opponent, but he was one step ahead of her, hitting her in the face with his gun. She fell down holding the side of her face. A whimper escaped her lips as she tried to stand, but a boot rammed into her stomach. She winced with pain.
"Stand her up!" The tall one said. The other two ran over to her and picked her up by the hair. Her head fell in weakness as they grabbed her arms. "Not so tough now, are you?" He sneered. She sighed, tiredly. The gun had hit her in the cheek. The tall man pointed his shotgun at her head. She breathed deeply. "I may have been a little unsure before, but I'm sure this time I can do it." Paige squeezed her eyes shut, as she heard woman stifle gasps. She could just picture them covering their children's eyes. Sweat flowed down her forehead; Paige took in one sharp breath. Just as the gun was about to go off, someone grabbed the back of the man's neck and threw him over to the wall.
Paige realized the gun hadn't gone off and she regained a little of her strength. She brought both of her legs up and kicked the two other men in the face. They both stumbled back, but rushed back over to her and pushed her into the wall. She tried to kick them again, but it didn't work. Her back couldn't roll up the wall, it was too straight.
She was close to giving up. Her strength was running out. They may have been dopes, but they were strong dopes. She turned her head and bit one in the ear, and he let go of her arm so she elbowed him in the face. He struggled back. She punched the other one and ran over to the counter. Leaping up, she stood in waiting. The two came over indeed. She was at an advantage, and she kicked them in the chest when they stepped near. They couldn't get her as long as she was up here. Getting somewhat confident and over cocky, Paige smiled nastily at the two men.
Unexpectedly out of nowhere though, something grabbed her feet and pulled them. She landed face down on the counter and then was dragged off and landed on the hard floor. When she opened her eyes, she was behind the counter. Peering up, she saw another man in a mask. They had a fourth? 'Well, this is just getting better and better,' she thought rolling her eyes and sighing tiredly. He moved his foot to stomp on her, but she rolled out of the way just in time. She moved her foot up and battered the middle of his back. The man fell and she leapt over the counter. She became encircled as the two from before, plus the one from behind gathered around. She wasn't going to be able to take all three. She listened, as the taller man was getting the snot beat out of him by someone.
Concentrating on the three men, she tried to think. Gritting her teeth, she looked around as the sweat rolled down her temple.
A fist came over and was about to slam into Paige's face when a broad hand came and blocked it. It returned another punch to the masked man. The man fell backward. Looking up slowly, she noticed a man with spiky white hair. He made her feel a little uncomfortable, however, Paige didn't care, as long as she got help. He grabbed one man by the collar of his coat and flung him to the wall in rage. Paige side kicked the one from behind and turned to punch his face. She punched his stomach next. He grabbed it and yelped. When he stood back up, though, he wrapped a hand around her neck. He then proceeded to lift Paige from the ground. She was beginning to get pissed off now.
Her belt glowed, then her eyes a dark cobalt blue. She grinned and started to snicker. The man looked at her in perplexity. She glanced over at a pot from the kitchen. With one blink, it began to float. It levitated all the way over to them and hovered above the man's head. He stared at it in disbelief. Blinking her eyes once more, it finally clunked him over the head and he fell unconscious. She was dropped and fell to the ground as well, gasping for air and weak from the fight. She tried to rise, but she couldn't. She was very wobbly.
Everything went quite. When she looked up, she saw a gorgeous tri haired man staring at her. He had two cuts on his face, one above his eyebrow and the other on his cheek. He must have been fighting the taller man. His hand was extended to her. She stared at it a moment and then back at him. Her hand rose slowly, meeting his. Pulling her up, they came face to face. A Millennium Eye stared at her from his forehead. She knew it. The nerves tingles and chill raced through her body. Her breathing was shaky. She was now face to face with Yami.
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