Rocket's Reality

Chapter 4: The Kitchen and The Pig

Amber and Sweetpea sat in silence one resting her head in the other's lap as they sprawled across the bed. Babydoll was over at the sink washing the little blood off of her hands that she had come to carry from taking the Master Key from Mr. Jones. Though she could do it herself Rocket couldn't help but fondle the blonde girl's soapy hands with a smirk.

"You know I can do it myself," Babydoll toyed.

"I'm well aware of that, punk, but I'm really hyped up right now and need to keep my hands busy…in other ways. We don't have time for that though ya know?" Rocket quickly handed Babydoll a dry hand towel to which she wiped her hands off on.

"What're we goin' to do with Blondie?" Babydoll whispered quietly to Rocket so as none of the others could hear it. "You know she'll get the blame if she stays here and we escape."

"I dunno yet maybe we could tell her to stay in the closet orr…what about Madame Gorski?" Rocket fingered her chin in thought. "I really doubt that Vera will be happy to see us on the run either, but her and Blondie got this weird…thing…going on you know?" The redhead whispered to her cohort who returned a smile.

"Maybe. We'll see if we even make it that far babe," Babydoll said quietly.

"Awe, have you lost faith in me, or us I should say?" Rocket inquired as she motioned to herself then the rest of the group. Babydoll shook her head as a no and blushed. "Have some faith." Rocket cupped her chin and kissed her before the two turned back to face the others.

"What exactly were you whispering about over there girly?" Amber asked as she set up from across Sweetpea's legs.

"Oh nothing. I think the next order of business is to get to Vera's office, what do you guys think?" Babydoll questioned the gang.

"Oh really? Why Vera?" Sweetpea wondered.

"I figure she may actually help us to get out of here. Worst case scenario she doesn't help and tries to stop us. Even though all she could do is try and talk us outta it and it doesn't seem like any of us want that to happen…Well excluding Blondie," Babydoll informed.

"…what? Vera?" Blondie still stayed hidden under her blanket but spoke a few words. Babydoll went over to Blondie's bed and started to softly stroke the linen that she was hidden under.

"Yes, Blondie, Vera. Wouldn't you like that?" Babydoll coaxed in a soothing tone.

Blondie poked her head from under her dull green cover, her eyes were red and tears stained her cheeks but she put on a small smile. "I'd really like that, you're not going to hurt her are you?" her smile turned into a scowl of worry.

"No, no sweetie. I thought maybe she might talk some sense into you about not staying here is all." Babydoll didn't lie, well not all the way. Suddenly Blondie embraced her tightly.

"Okay I'll go, but I don't want to hurt anybody…" she worriedly stated as she let go of Babydoll and went to her shared closet to put on clothes. Babydoll smiled to Rocket who in turn gave her a thumbs up behind the Native American's back prior to returning to her lover's lap on Blondie's bed. Amber lay across Sweetpea's lap now humming as she run her fingers across her girl's forearm.

"Sweetpea, what do ya want to do when ya get outta here?" Amber inquired to the taller blonder girl. Who put her pointer finger to her lips and whispered a shhh.

"Okay as soon as Blondie's done dressing we head out of this room into the hallway. It'll lead us past the kitchen, hopefully The Pig is aware of the situation and will be gone, if not we'll probably have another fight on our hands. Shouldn't be much of a big deal though, considering there's five of us and one, maybe two of them." Babydoll continued. "After we get past the kitchen there's a steel grate door, which is where The Key will come in handy, then the Theatre. If everyone is on lock down, then there'll only be security, which means taser's, batons, and needles full of all kinds of unsavory things…if nothing is on lockdown we may be in for an even bigger brawl because we'll be fighting against other inmates PLUS the security."

Blondie turned around, now dressed in some comfortable, though attractive clothing. Purple and deep blue is what color her strapless top was and her skirt the same, along with bright blue socks and deep purple heels. "That's where Vera's at too. At least her office is, but if everyone's on lockdown she'll probably be holed up in there. Well that's my guess anyways." She said with a small smile.

"Time's a wastin' you girls ready to move out?" Rocket said in a mock militant voice with a small snicker.

"Yes ma'am," Babydoll stood with a salute.

"Alright," Sweetpea and Amber finally climbed off one another and stood beside Babydoll in front of the now standing Rocket.

"Sure." Blondie said as she took a place behind Amber and Sweetpea.

They all nodded to Rocket who faced the door to the hallway, they all stood behind her in a single file line awaiting the opening. She slowly shoved on the wooden door, it squeaked loudly, certainly alarming anyone who was in the hallway.

"Looks clear." Rocket whispered as she held her gun up and checked her left then right flanks before slowly heading out into the hallway. There were no doors to their left but up ahead, once they had headed right there would be a door on their left. The doorway to The Kitchen and perhaps The Pig.

The four followed backs pressed up against the wall as they continued forward silently, they heard no alarms or talking of any kind as they finally reached the steel door to The Kitchen.

Rocket used her left hand to push open the large steel door. Unfortunately as soon as she did a piercing pain went through her hand and she jerked it back. There was a gash that ran along her knuckles from someone who had attacked her as soon as she began to open the door.

"Oh my gosh!" Babydoll whispered to Rocket as she ripped part of her sailor uniform's skirt off to wrap Rocket's hand in.

"Don't worry it's not bad. But now we know there's a Pig on the loose," Rocket said as she rose from her crouched stance and pointed her gun forward once more after which she used her right foot and kicked the door in. There was smoke everywhere from the Pig's food burning, or maybe he had done it on purpose. Without their vision they could hardly see in front of them.

"Heh heh." The Pig let out a small laugh. A sudden blur of steel sliced past Babydoll and she fell down avoiding the blow. As soon as it was seen the Pig was gone once again.

"Stop hiding like a coward and come meet your maker, Pig!" Rocket shouted into the smog. Amber and Sweetpea helped Babydoll back to her feet, only for Amber to catch a cut along her left bicep from the hiding chef.

She let out a hiss of pain "goddamnit this is ridiculous!" Amber complained as she held her arm while a small amount of blood ran down to her elbow.

"Everyone back to back! Amber, Sweetpea, Blondie you three stand in a triangle with your backs to one another. Babydoll back to mine," Rocket ordered to which they listened. Sweetpea had her bayonet in hand again prepared for the chef to attack as they moved further into the sweltering kitchen.

"That's not going to save ya bitches, you're on my turf now!" The Pig said as he attempted a swift slash at Sweetpea, who returned with her own slash cutting the chef's right hand and causing him to drop his cleaver at her feet. Which she promptly retrieved careful not to leave her triangle. Though once again the chef had disappeared into the smoke, now they were armed even more for their mission of escape.

"Pig, you're done for." Sweetpea mocked as she handed Amber the meat cleaver.

This time The Pig tried a head on assault against Rocket. As soon as his head was level with her's and she saw the shock in his eyes, she knew he was done for.

"Where'd the gun come from?" Was The Pig's last words before a bullet left the barrel of the machine gun and entered his forehead, splattering brain matter along with skull fragments into the smoggy abyss. The only sound to be heard was the slumping of a large body and the clanging of The Pig's blade.

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What'd you think opinions welcome.

Signed,

Vicious Cerberus.