Chapter 9: Don't Play With Stranger
An uneasy silence pervaded the air as the crowd sensed the impending conflict. Alec felt his body tense in anticipation, and he shifted slightly in his seat, in readiness to assist if need be.
"Me and my buddy here are going to collect our money, while a friend of ours," at this the click of a gun was noticeable, their hidden companion again fulfilling their role, "ensures that you don't try anything stupid. It would be a real pity if something nasty were to happen to a pretty face like yours…"
Vada appeared unfazed by his words. She stood quietly opposite, the pool cue held across the front of her thighs, and her gray eyes watching them from across the table. A curious wisp of a smile flickered across her lips.
"I don't want to hurt you guys".
A snigger filled the room "You talk big game, sweetheart for someone so tiny"
Suddenly, with incredible speed Vada kicked out at the corner of the table, her foot making direct contact with the bottom of the table pouch, sending pool balls rocketing up into the air.
The two men, looked up distracted by the flying pool balls into the air, giving her the opening she needed much like what they did in the game earlier, but the result will defiantly be different; instead of losing just the big cash, they will lose their dignity as well.
It all went down in a couple of seconds. Vada struck out to the nearest man to her, her foot catching him under the chin, causing his head to snap up from the force of the blow. Before he could recover, she used him as a pole; hands on his shoulder she lifted herself with a unique grace; displaying a great gymnastic ability, and swung herself around him; her legs entwined mid-air and found their target. The back of the other hustler; the power behind her kick sending him several feet from where he was originally standing; knocking into a metal table. Losing consciousness two seconds after.
Before the man she was holding on to could catch her legs, she swung them back toward her. She untangled her legs and hooked them below his knees, his legs would automatically will part to make her lose her balance and give him an opportunity to take her own.
He did just that and Vada took advantage from his predictable move and slammed his head into the pool table, a sickening noise filled the space as his nose broke. She let him go and he fell to the floor in a large heap.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw a bald huge guy trying to move toward the exit undetected. She picked up a pool ball and the people cleared the way for her. Her hand grabbed the ball tightly and rolled her shoulders blade; moved her arm back and she threw the ball; elbow making slight contact with her side to give it an extra curve. The ball ricocheted with a blinding, straight into the back head of the man, and he dropped like a felled tree. There was a distinct metallic thump of a gun falling from under his coat as he hit the ground.
"Doesn't mean I won't."
Despite obliterating her opponents, she still maintained a fighting stance carefully studying the crowd, waiting to see if any other adversaries came forth to challenge her. She only relaxed her stance when she'd assessed that there was no immediate threat.
Watching the onlookers move away, she tilted her head from side to side an audible snapping pop rang out, as she released the tension in her neck. With a quick movement she bundled the notes into a roll and stashed them back down the front of her shirt. Walking with a confident grace she made her way towards the door, passing by Alec as she did so.
She showed no signs of having just taken on three guys single-handedly. She'd barely broken a sweat.
There was something about her demeanor though that he couldn't quite place at first – and then it hit him. She looked…Relieved? No…more like…sated. I think it was the fight she'd wanted all along – the money was just a bonus. Interesting…
He watched as she walked out toward the table which she roused from, patiently counting out a period of time in his mind, before casually rising from his chair. He threw some money down on the counter, and tossed back the remainder of his drink, grimacing slightly as the bitter liquid burned his throat. Making his way to her table he felt a strange excitement pass through him. A tight smile broke across his features. This night had just got better.
