"Angel," Kitten whispered to her partner in crime. "You do plan "A" while I do plan "B", alright? But watch out for the Madara look-a-like." the brunette warned.

"Isn't that plan "A" altogether?" Angel hissed. "Even so, these aren't like the guys we usually deal with, they know what they're doing! You can't take them all on your own!"

Kitten turned around, giving her friend a sad, cheerful grin that could possibly be her last, "I am already thankful for what you've done for me." and with that she grabbed the back of the blonde's pants.

Angel's eyes widened when she was lifted in the air, and was thrown horizontally with her arms out forward in a Superman, landing on her stomach and sliding on her tummy like a penguin between Hidan's legs.

"So I'll at least die protecting you!" the teen stated, quickly ducking to dodge the bullet that was aimed for her shoulder from Madara, pouncing the raven from her crouched position to tackle him over, smacking the back of his head against the edge of a table and knocking him out.

Taking advantage of the distraction Angel got to her feet and began to run for the bar; where a trapdoor was hidden for emergency escape. Sadly, Hidan had turned around in time to grab at her, however he slipped, causing him to grab onto her ankle as his face hit the floor.

She would have wound up kissing the floor like the albino if a certain masked sheriff hadn't popped up in front of her, so instead of a face full of dirty wood, she got a face full of crotch.

Grunting in surprise the miser instinctively shielded his jewels after she pulled her face away to kick the zealot in the nose with her free foot, then using the brute's shock to jab him in his special place when he dumbly uncovered them in attempt to grab her. Now with both pursues down Angel was able to leap over the bar table, hands gripping the handle of the trapdoor.

"Fucking bitch I'll sacrifice you to JASHIN!" the zealot shouted, holding his broken nose.

Kitten glanced over her shoulder just in time to see that her friend had made it, and got in her fighting stance.

Cat shaped eyes did a once over on their owner's opponents. Angel had already temporarily disabled the duo during her escapade while she herself had taken down one of them.

So that left her two more, and she had to act fast before the others regained stability or else she was as good as dead. Or possibly screwed by the psycho albino.

The Madara-look-alike's hand twitched, finger closing over the trigger, and the firearm was deftly swatted away with a butterfly kick, (spinning jump outside inside crescent kick) followed up with a swift roundhouse aimed for his head, unfortunately caught within his arm.

The Uchiha used the leverage granted to him to shove the brunette to Kisame, who was more than ready for her once she delivered a back fist, barely blocking the fatally aimed knuckles with his palm. He, however, was NOT prepared for her to roll between his legs, causing him to stumble on his feet to keep up and tripping after he had managed to turn around, facing her direction. Kitten, on the other hand, turned around in alarm when he shouted out in dismay.

The girl groaned, lifting her head off the floor and moving to push herself up, but a heavy weight prevented that, and someone's hot breath was heating through the cloth over her chest. Looking up she saw the brute's face smothered against her breasts, possibly having unintentionally collided there during his fall. Kisame lifted his head from its plush savior to see her cherry red face staring at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Tactfulness overcoming him he politely stood, cheeks turning a faint shade of pink and she quickly got up as well. She suddenly moved forward, and he swiftly maneuvered to counterattack her upward elbow strike with a knife hand to the throat, cutting off her windpipe momentarily.

The few seconds was plenty to strike her in the stomach with an uppercut, the force behind it enough to send her flying to the wall, the wooden structure cracking under the sudden strain.

Kitten's body shook when she tried to stand; both shoulders possibly dislocated, but that didn't stop her from giving the brute a fierce glare before she slumped forward unconscious.

"For a bastard so fucking big you move pretty damn quick." Hidan commented, finally managed to ignore the throbbing pain in the center of his face.

Kakuzu limped slightly, a hand cupping his crotch as he growled, "That little tart will pay."

Itachi approached his cousin, who was still lying unconscious on the floor with a nasty bump on his head, so he picked up the older raven and tossed him over his shoulder. "He's knocked out cold." he stated, joining the group.

Kisame walked up to the brunette, gently turning her onto her back to see her face. It looked peaceful, albeit a little pained, but it appeared as if she were sleeping nonetheless.

"She looks pretty young, maybe about eighteen or nineteen." he concluded, his partner nodding in agreement.

He felt pity for the teen. Why would someone so young be running around doing something as dangerous as being a thief? He could only wonder. Did something happen that forced her into this lifestyle? Perhaps she was an orphan like Itachi?

The questions plagued him to no end the longer he stared at her face. Picking her up in his arms, careful of her notably loose arms, he faced the group. "We got one of them, no doubt the other will be coming around to try and save her partner."

Hidan suddenly froze, staring at the teen with a perplexed face.

"He sent us after a fucking runt?!" Kakuzu faced him with an unamused look. "You just now noticed?"

Before he could respond a drunkard nearby that had somehow survived the chaos sang, "She'll be coming around the mountain when she comes~"

*The woman kept watch on the jail, distraught that her best friend did get captured after all. "Damn it, I can't leave her there. No matter how much she pitches a fit."

Angel decided to wait until the moon had raised high in the air before she made her move, mostly because she had to nurse her wounds before she could do anything anyway.

It wasn't nothing major, some bruises, minor cuts and scrapes, but the worst was her dominate hand. During the mist of the battle, she punched the brute's chest and believed she fractured it since now she could barely move it.

"He's nothing but pure solid muscle. It was like hitting a brick wall!"

The pain didn't come until her adrenalin went down but at least most of the swelling was gone by this point. The only thing that concerned her was how she would help her friend with a busted hand.

"Oh well, I'll think of something."

Resting, she closed her eyes and recollected on her past before she met Kitten by fate.

Angel was left alone at a very young age; her entire family was wiped out by the gangrene disease.

That's why she has a fear of hospital wards; her parents and aunt/uncle went in and never came out.

Her father cut himself on a rusty saw and soon got the infection, the mother, who stayed with him once at the doctors ward, nicked her finger on her sewing needle and then she got it.

Her uncle and aunt both had it badly on their feet, amputation was the only way to get rid of it but they both died from the blood loss because the damn physicians didn't secure the bandages tightly enough.

They told her she couldn't get it just by going in there, but it traumatized her none the less. She was nine at the time, but got taken in by the orphanage for four years but then, like a curse; some of her friends got it too.

She couldn't take it anymore and ran, hoping to get away from that deadly disease, stealing a horse and riding blindly in the wilderness until she came to a new town. Thirteen years old and quickly became a thief to survive, it was all she could do.

A few years went by then one day, she came across a girl floating in the river. She managed to get her out of the strong current and luckily saved her from drowning, when she made a new friend.

The girl was only five years younger than her, but as she soon found out she was as strong as an ox. The brunette lost her memory of what happened so the other took her in, tired of being alone and felt compelled to take care of her.

She nicknamed her Kitten, since she looked liked one; the feisty girl loved the name but then gave her one as well. Angel.

Her reason was because the older girl was so kind hearted and thought she was an angel when she first woke.

After that…they were inseparable. Sisters if you will.

*Angel opened her eyes and stood up. Kitten is the only family I have and I refuse to give her up.

With that motive in mind she sneaked her way towards the jail to save her sister.

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