-crime is at an all-time high-
-Cowboys show fight in playoff win-
-I'm a Goofy Goober, yeah!-
-You'd better, or else I'm gonna get…sarcastic-
I was flat on my stomach, flicking through TV channels aimlessly. It was 2:00 AM and April was fast asleep in the room next to mine. I couldn't ever sleep at night, which is the reason why I'd fall asleep in class. So I had to keep myself busy at night and TV seemed like a good idea.
Krillin thumped his tail down on the bed when a documentary 'bout lizards came on. I smiled and left it on and Krillin crawled to the end of the bed and stared at the screen. I gave him a soft pat on the head before leaving the room. I made sure to tiptoe to the kitchen so April wouldn't hear me. Last thing I need is for her telling me to go to sleep. I grabbed a glass and filled it up from the tap. A small noise from downstairs made me freeze. I listened closely, thinking that maybe it was my mind playing tricks, but it wasn't. Someone was down there.
Resting my glass on the counter, I grabbed a knife from the drawer and stalked towards the door. I stepped out onto the landing and looked down at the dark staircase. As I moved down the stairs the noises got clearer. The door was slightly opened and I peeked through the crack, seeing five shadowed figures wandering 'round the shop.
Crap, this is just friggin' peachy. So the alarm goes off for me but not actual intruders!? Typical.
The men, at least I think they're men, well, it ain't gonna make a damn difference anyway, men or women they're gonna be getting their asses kicked! They didn't look to be stealing anything, so what else could they want? Well, no choice but to find out for myself I guess.
I kicked the door open, surprising the small group. From outside the shop, the light from a street lamp came in through the window and fell on the faces of the five intruders. A low growl slipped from my lips as I saw the three boys from earlier; but the other two I ain't never seen before.
"That's 'er! The bitch in the alley," the tallest boy yelled as he pulled out a lead pipe.
I smirked when I saw a massive purple bump on his forehead. Damn, I'm stronger than I thought. "How's your head, dude? Looks kinda painful…though it does improve your face a little. So, what do you idiots want?"
"We came ta return the favour," he grinned, tapping his palm with the lead pipe.
Behind him, one of the intruders kept glancing at the door.
"You got someplace you gotta be?!" The, I'm gonna say leader of the group, turned 'round to the guy inching his way towards the door.
The guy looked at me then back to his leader. "Man, dontcha ya know who this chick is? She's Lil' Bitch of the Crimson Dragons. She's dangerous, man, and I don't want no part in this."
As soon as those words left his mouth he made a break for the door, but I sprinted up behind him and tackled him to the ground, knocking over a very expensive looking vase. I jabbed the kitchen knife into his shoulder blade, making him howl in pain. I yanked it out but before I could strike again, I was tackled by somebody else. He had a metal chain in his hand, which he swung and smacked me across the side of my head, making me fall flat on my ass. Kay, now I was pissed! The dude with the chain swung again, but this time I caught it and swung side to side, making him lose his balance and get a kick in the face. I then got slugged right in the jaw from behind. I stumbled forward, catching myself on the counter. The boys from the alley were advancing towards me.
These idiots got some nerve coming here. They need to learn it's rude to come in uninvited, and I'm gonna be the one to teach them that.
I grabbed the cash register from the counter and swung it 'round, knocking one of the advancing boys to the ground. The leader charged at me and swung the lead pipe in his hands. I caught it with one hand, and grabbed the collar of his shirt with my other hand and flipped him over my shoulder through the front door and onto the curb. The other boy hit the back of my knee with a baseball bat, causing me to fall forward and bash my head of the corner of the counter. He grabbed the front of my shirt and yanked.
"Bastard!" I spat, pulling my leg up and kicking him offa me, followed by a quick jab to his nose. His hands flew to his now broken nose and screamed in pain. But I ain't finished with him yet. I wrap my arm 'round his neck and twist him over myself, crashing him onto the floor with a thud. I got to my feet and cracked my knuckles with a smirk.
"Who's next, boys?"
Feet pounding against the wooden floorboards made me look to my left to see one of them charging towards me. He barrelled into me and sent me flying into a cabinet pressed up against the wall, the florally painted dishes fell from the cabinet and shattered on the ground 'round me. The cabinet wobbled before falling forward, I rolled outta the way just in time. I glanced over my shoulder and ducked to avoid the knife that I'd brought down with me. The boy twirled it between his fingers before taking another swipe at me. I jumped back to avoid getting my gut sliced open. Another swipe, another dodge. I sidestepped outta the way as he charged forward with his arm thrust out at my chest, and elbowed him in the back making me drop his weapon. I kicked the back of his leg and punched the base of his neck, knocking him out cold.
"What on Earth is going on down here?"
I spun on my heel and froze as I noticed April standing in the doorway, watching me with wide eyes.
"Mel!? What happened?! Who are they?! Oh my-you're bleeding!" She came rushing over and touched my forehead with her fingertips. I winced and swatted her hand away.
"The douche from earlier showed up with his lackeys. I was just telling them how rude it is to show up uninvited," I glared over my shoulder. They were all on the ground, two of them trying to crawl away. When I looked back, April had a weird looking mobile held up to her ear.
"Donatello, it's April. I know I woke you again, but this time it IS an emergency."
"Is that those turtles? I don't need help, O'Neil," I reached for the phone but she held it away and continued talking.
Two arms wrapped 'round my body from behind. I made a noise of surprise as I was yanked off my feet and thrown to the ground. He sat on top of me, pinning me to the floor. I growled as the leader grinned, the kitchen knife raised above his head.
"Not so tough now, are ya, Lil' Bitch." He brought the knife down but I caught his wrist. I struggled beneath him but damn, the bastard was strong. My hand began to shake when he placed his other hand on the knife and pushed down harder. I turned my head to the side as the blade inched closer to my face.
"Mel!" April screamed, briefly distracting the leader on top of me. I snapped his wrist upwards, making him drop the knife. I punched him in the gut and he doubled up. I grabbed the side of his head and head-butted him, knocking him on his ass, allowing me to get to my feet.
He was quick to jump back to his feet. He snarled at me and threw an uppercut, hitting me square in the chin. I toughed it out though and kept standing. I shook the blow off and returned the gesture by punching him in the jaw. I swung again hitting the left side of his face. Another swing and my fist connected with his right cheek. I got dirty and punched him square in the groin, dropping him to his knees. Taking hold of his shoulders, I drove my knee into his face, knocking him onto the floor.
He stayed down this time.
Wiping the blood from my lip, I picked up the knife from the floor and stumbled over to April. She pulled me in for a hug but I shover her away.
"I'm fine, kay!" I said angrily.
April sighed, "let me help you with that." She pointed to the deep gash on my forehead and grabbed my hand. I let her drag me from the room but heavy footsteps made us stop. Before I could turn 'round I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. I fell forward onto the ground, the wet feeling of blood running down the back of my head and neck.
Aprils' screams were the last thing I heard before slipping into unconsciousness.