A/N: Still alive people, never will this story be left discontinued I tell ya!
I'm just going to clear things up from the last part. I changed the whole thing into my own mix of understanding from both the OVA and Manga, but still sticks to the idea of them being Black Shooters. Things changed from my last edit so I changed to a new routine of the story; hopefully it is as much more exiting :) Enjoy!
Don't forget to R&R. I'm willing to accept kind criticism to improve ^^
Akarui Hoshi
Black Rock Shooter
Chapter 4
Delinquent
It was a late afternoon and things were already busy outside.
After trying to understand what Ron was talking about, Hiroshi was slumped on his chair while his head was trying to bring in the information to completely understand some more. Ron was floating around the room to keep himself from getting bored as well, poking at things he finds foreign, which Hiroshi wouldn't need to mind.
Rock woke up with a startled breath, mumbling something she can only hear before she can take in the sight before her, obvious enough that she was laying on a bed. Her senses sharpened and raised her upper body from the bed, a headache shooting right up from the sudden rise.
Hiroshi stood from his seat and Ron returned with worry written on his face. Rock lifted her hand to her face and examined it; her gloves were on but noticed her missing jacket. She replayed a memory when she met the girl in her dreams. Yes, she was determined, but right after everything went silent, the past was suddenly brought up out of nowhere, being struck to the heart how she lost everybody.
She clutched her hand into a fist frustratingly.
"Rock, how are you feeling?" Ron asked, the first to speak amongst the silence.
No response. Rock got out from bed, her mind spinning from the dizziness. One step forward and the sting of being paralyzed overpowered her body from the injury across her body. Making her sub consciously fall, but Hiroshi caught her falling form around his arms. "Are you alright?" He asked.
Ron came up fast beside Rock. "You still need some rest Rock, don't force it."
"No." Rock refused. "I have to.. Find her." She managed to say, putting her hands on this unknown person's shoulders to support herself from falling and trying to stand up.
Hiroshi can feel her struggling and took the concern of helping her stand up by the waist. Feels cold.. Very cold.
There was a sudden contact when their eyes met. Hiroshi went lost now that he was up close. It was mesmerizing and, beautiful. It was only a second that the moment was broken when Rock moved away from looking further more.
Finally getting a hold on the ground with shaky legs, Ron pulled himself closer to Rock for her to get a grip while she stood.
Hiroshi couldn't do anything but to help her to her feet.
"Rock, come on. Don't go out like this." Said Ron hesitantly. Rock shook her head in response, meaning another 'No'. She walked past Hiroshi who released her hand, grabbing her jacket out of the chair, really looking like an energy drained person with no sleep at all, grasping onto Ron who took the lead.
Hiroshi took a breath and rushed to her side. "I really don't think you can handle yourself out there." He said. Rock did not bother to turn or to look at him and continued to walk towards the door while flinging the jacket over her arms and shoulders. Ron opened the door for her.
Ohh this is gonna be trouble. There were people out there that might do something to her in those clothes alone with a weak body.
"Don't follow me.." Rock said as if to warn.
"I-I would. But you don't know what's out there." Ron looked at him, his face saying that there was nothing he could to stop her.
"I've gone through worse." Said Rock in a low voice. She was getting annoyed at this point, she just wanted to leave and continue without disruptions.
She exited, looking sideways before taking her turn to the left. Wait, left?
At the end of the corridor, there was a window; Rock opened it wide, stepping foot on the window sill.
"H-Hey!" Hiroshi was going to chase after her, but Rock already took a leap for it.
From building to building she dropped off, losing her balance in one of the edges that she fell off clumsily from the roofs, luckily regaining her footing when she got herself some air to breathe in between the fall. The headache was unbearable, but certain she was able to handle it.
She landed safely on the ground with Ron on her side. Pushing herself to move, she again fell to her hands and knees.
"Rock!" Ron's worried voice sounded, his tail on his partner's shoulder.
"I'm fine."
Rock forced herself to stand up, not entirely sure if she really was but insisted on herself, already noticing about the bandages covering her.
Feeling the soft cloth around her stomach up to her shoulders, she remembered the injuries Dead Master gave back on the train.. How is this happening? It should take more than just that to actually make her feel hurt and suffer in pain, this was too early.
She shook the thoughts off her head. "Let's go."
"Damn it." Hiroshi swore, quickly running to the exit to the stairs. 'Even though it's late afternoon, people might pop out of nowhere if she doesn't know where to go that is. In that condition, she won't make it.'
Skipping two blocks at a time he jumped from three to four blocks.
Finally going out of his Apartment, he ran at the back of the building where Rock landed.
Hiroshi looked around, wondering where she headed to but was nowhere in sight. Guessing which way they went, he took the street at the right of him, running in a gallop hoping he'd reach them.
There they are.
Giving himself another pace in the race to Rock and Ron, he called out hoping they would at least stop. Getting closer to the girl who still refused to look back (especially Ron). He reached a hand towards Rock until she stopped dead on her tracks and turned to her own hand towards Hiroshi's chest.
Hiroshi stiffened, looking at her hand and face at the same time.
"Why are you following me?" She questioned.
"I-I.. I wanted to help." He replied.
"I don't need any help from you." Rock said again and returned her arm to her sides, once again walking away.
Hiroshi was pushed back by her words but he did not give up just yet. "Wait you don't understand. I know you've gone through worse but why trying to take the same path over again?"
Rock stopped the second time and glared at Ron beside her who was shrugging with a poker face, her glare shifting to Hiroshi. "And what do you know about me?"
Hiroshi thought about what he said, realizing it he flinched. "I mean. Uh. I mean." Oh he's caught. Ron was already staring knives at him to cover it up or else. 'Ah shit..'
Low evil chuckles filled the place, alerting the three. Rock moved into a fighting stance; Hiroshi went closer to the two Black Shooters, literally scared, but brave in heart.
"What's going on?" Ron asked to the boy, looking around to see no one but hearing the annoying chuckles that were getting in his nerves. Ron was answered with big hands being covered around his snake body, taken in surprise he was going to warn the others. Hiroshi was taken captive as well when another big set of hands wrapped around his arms.
Rock noticed this and expected an attack coming on her.
"Well well, look what we've got here." A low voice said with a hint of Australian accent. "We've got another bait to keep for hostages.."
"Boss, I think you can add a pet as well. A talking one." Another said from a big man with buff body who was holding Ron in difficulty, wearing a suit of black like those of a Godfather's henchmen.
A total of four young adults were in a circle, trapping Rock whose companions are held prisoners.
"And what a pretty girl they have here." The voice from earlier after Ron and Hiroshi were captured said again, referring to Rock who was holding her fist out. "Nice outfit."
The voice came out revealing himself. A red haired Delinquent that was quite messy in spikes and semi long spiky bangs. A more formal suit with a loose tie that neither of the Henchmen has, only showing his chest a bit more. "Wanna hang out?" The Delinquent asked with a snicker on his face, coming closer to Rock.
"Stay away from her!" Ron shouted, continuing to struggle out from the man's huge hands, wiggling like a poor fish. The men laughed as the man holding Ron covered his whole mouth like a dog, muffling his swear words and warnings.
"Hey!" Hiroshi said next, getting out of the man's one hand but unable to escape the other. The big guy recaptured his free arm and doubled his gripped. Another member of this kind of gang thing came up in front of him and pounded a fist towards his stomach.
"Keep quiet." He spat.
Hiroshi coughed, gritting his teeth to hold back the pain and shutting his left eye.
Rock did not just stand there; she rushed to break Hiroshi and Ron free, only being stopped when the Delinquent leader grabbed hold of her shoulder. He was going to talk somehow, only to get interrupted when Rock gave a swift punch towards his face.
The leader stumbled back while holding his nose. "What the hell?" He shouted. The whole gang did not worry, but laughed.
"I can't believe you were caught off guard by a girl!" The man holding Ron blurted.
"Shut up or I'll cut your tongue later."
The Delinquent looked at Rock; he was taller than the petite girl despite the heels giving an extra height. "You do not want to fight me little girl." Rock did not respond, staring at him with an ice cold expression which was slowly pissing him off. "Alright then. I guess we'll do this the hard way." He swayed back and forth while biting his lower lip, hopping in an offensive stance.
"I'm going to punish you for ruining my face." He said and stepped forward in speed and gave a flying fist straight ahead at Rock, only easily being dodged out of the way with a move of her upper body and a step back to the side. Followed by another fist and being dodged out effortlessly, he gave an endless chain of combos coming to her left and right, making her move back.
He's fast..
He soon used high kicks on her that Rock used a forearm block in her defense mechanism. A combo of sidekicks and mid kicks went into action with jabs and uppercut being added to the chain. All the moving made Rock turn and duck at the incoming attacks, remembering her wounded body was still weak and she could feel a sting of pain at her sides. She would have to end this soon.
With that thought said, she made her punch slip through while he was still attacking, giving a clean swipe at his face again. Another success of counter attacking a kick when she jabbed his chin from below. Blood began to flow from the leader's nose when Rock had gotten most of his face, a punch being sent to his solar plexus. "Bitch!" He coughed, quickly trying to overpower her, he noticed just now about the bandages around her body, a plan starting to form in his mind. Trying to keep her busy with kicks and punches, he carefully gestured at the man behind her.
Rock was getting tired easily with these injuries still on her, she needs Ron but he was still held prisoner. Without him, passing energy to each other is just completely impossible. She was slowing down little by little that she could not concentrate where the leader was landing his hits on, soon getting a few kicks to her sides, trying as much as possible not to wince. Rock growled a little to herself for being weak at a time like this, how will she save the others then?
Distracted at her own thoughts and anger, she made a mistake blocking her stomach, a high kick sent to her face, the impact sending her stumbling backwards. The pain momentarily stunned her from blocking any further, receiving a front kick on her exposed stomach. Bending from the hit, the leader gave an uppercut to the chin, making the girl fall back and caught trapped in a man's hands. He put his arm over Rock's throat and his other free hand holding her arm to the back, a trap if ever she tries to move, he would twist and snap it.
Getting choked from the strength of the man's grip, she used her other hand to try and hold back the arm from her throat, even if it was a little bit air passing by, as long as she was able to breathe, she might be okay.
Trying to move from the man's grip, the big grunt pressured her arm, making Rock nearly stand on her toes, immediately stopping before she harms herself. Trapped right on the spot.
"Rock!" Hiroshi shouted in a worried state himself.
To be continued in Chapter 5
A/N: The henchmen gang thing were originally supposed to be gang members, the sloppy drug addict ones XD But now I changed them into henchmen of a Don or Godfather. More civilized I guess, but dirty all the same.
This chapter was too darn long for me, argh my ribs. *shoots self*
