"LET GO LET GO LET GO!"
the wild haired boy protested while his sister bear-hugged him tighter and tighter.
"Serves yo'right for touching m'stuff," Amy took back her book and tossed it into her brown leather handbag, securing the zip she ran to the front door of the cottage, throught the lush front garden and into the cherry red nissan waiting for her outside the gate. She strapped herself in, turned the key and drove off but not without a quick wave to her 9 brothers looking down on her from the kitchen window.
At the train station she waited in a line to recieve her ticket, while she waited she looked at her reflection in a notice board. Her medium burgandy brown hair was everywhere, just the way she liked it; it made her feel unique and daring. Her clothes were clean and free of mud, except for the souls of her creme ugg boots. She checked her navy jeans were still tucked into the boots, and then she checked her long sleeved shirt, it was brown on the back, the sleeves were navy and the front was decorated with the classic Union Jacks; tugging on the three quarter length sleeves below her elbow, twisting the hem above her belly button, showing off her pear figure with pride.
Then her turn came.
"One to Belfast please."
"Platform 3 in 20 minutes."
Sat on a poorly padded blue plastic seat with a table and three other seats to herself, it was a 40 minute train journey to Belfast from her home so she popped in her earphones and began browsing games, music and the news on her iPhone. occasionally she would remove her earphones to play with her make-up. glittery maroon lip gloss brought out the highlights in her wild hair and blue eyeshadow brought out her Caribbean Blue eyes which glistened playfully and shimmered seductively. She had a bold face, shapely but with an expression saying she was not to be taken lightly.
returning to her iPhone she opened up a page for all the latest news stories. Economy blah blah, Politics blah blah, Murder and Disappearance blahhwhat?
Amy click on the news story.
...The police is still investigating the murder of 49 year old Sean Reeve and the apparent disappearance of his 18 year old daughter Cora Reeve...Sean was found moments after a brawl close to his home, he had suffered a fatal blow to the head by an unknown assailant, so far no one has been suspected... witnesses noticed a long silence from Sean's house whilst Cora was packing for her stay in hospital, when the local police went to investigate they found that her second story bedroom had been cleared of valuables and the window was left open...Cora's family is appealing to the public for any information concerning her whereabouts or the murder of her father.
"Why is there never any good news these days?"
...
"Yo, dude." Strikemaster called his taller amigo, "Whats been going on with you and that Brit-Chick? Ever since she got in the picture you've been following her like a dog."
"I don't know, man," MC Cobra replayed unsure, "I feel sorry for her, its not like before, when we was only looking for flowers and magic chopsticks. But now people? it changes everything."
"It changes nothing!" Drago hissed. " Now fan out, Find that girl! Keep her away from Chan!"
...
Amy descended through the train station front doors, she looked left and right, collecting her bearings then set off in a foward direction to an unknown destination.
...
"Ouch!"
"Jackie!" Uncle bellowed, echoing throughout the crowded street, "you are distracted!"
Jackie rubbed his head where Uncle struck him, "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about Cora. Excuse me." he turned back at the person he bumped into then continued forward.
"Cora not important, finding the next vessel is. How can you be thinking about this now?"
"Its just that ever since she...I mean..."
"Shhh."
Uncle waved the glowing pendant in front of him which some people looked at in confusion or suspicion. Uncle took no interest.
"We must follow the locator. follow me."
Jackie sighed, same old same old. nothing has changed.
He Trailed behind Uncle even though his instincts told him he'd find trouble as well as the young woman.
"Bahhh!" he screamed in shock
Well it was trouble all right and a young woman, really young.
"So Jackie me'lad which way we heading?" Jade asked in an over done Irish accent.
"You should be in the pub, where there is no Drago, no Drago thugs..."
"And no 'non smoking sections'; its like a gas attack in there."
Jackie continued walking, and Jade tagged along his side.
"So why were you thinking about Cora?" said Jade.
"How did you hear...? *sigh* Remember in England, from her window?"
Jade nodded.
"Before she left with Drago she looked at me. She looked right into my eyes and I looked into hers."
"What did you see?"
"I dont know, But it made me feel uneasy, like something bad is going to happen."
...
Amy stepped out of Belfast Castle, or more likely she was shoved out by two burly security guards.
"...AND STAY OUT!"
"It aint my fault; he pushed me into the exhibit!"
They slammed the door behind them.
"What are you looking at?" Amy stared at the gawking tourists before walking off with her head high.
"Well, so much for that." Amy kicked a rock down the path, hands in her pockets.
"I spend my last penny to get in there and what do I get? Some slapface tourist who can't tell left from right! If I dont have that essay in college by next week, I'll be doing extra credit 'till I'm 38."
She look around the city centre she had arrived at and smiled, "Oh well, I am here and I may as well enjoy me-self till the train arrives." With that she skipped off to the nearest open pub; The Wild Card. Moments after Strikemaster Ice and the boys walk in after her.
...
"Yo you sure about this?"
"He said Find The Girl right?" Ice answered his friend, "He didnt say when we had to."
"I say it's time to kick back, couple 'drinks, meet some babes then leave. What Drago doesnt know wont hurt us."
MC Cobra looked at DJ FIst for some kind of reply but instead gave an 'Okay' shrug.
"Whatever," Cobra shrugged, "I'm gonna hit the darts."
Bullseye!
And there was a massive cheer eminating from the hord of men and women in the corner where Amy had perform an near perfect game.
Cobra stepped up and helped take the darts out the board, "You're pretty good."
"Dont think me aims ever been this good." Amy replied half to him and half to herself.
"What if I said I'm better."
Amy sniggered at him, hands on her hips, "I'd say you wanna bet 'ansome?"
"A sucker bet."
"Yeah, but you'll be the sucker."
"Your on sister."
Like two professionals on TV they fought, Amy went first but Cobra always seem to match her score, revealing a hidden passion for darts his friends were unaware of. Ice and Fist watch from behind, cold sodas in hand cheering Cobra on.
The game was dead even, for the sudden death shot Cobra went first, and because he wanted to show off he walked back from the board another 6 feet; he was right up against the bar. If he made the Bullseye it would be miracle.
Amy stood next to Ice without noticing him, waiting for Cobra to make his shot.
"Phht, is this guy for real?"
"He sure is," Ice then looked Amy in the eye, he smiled seductively, leaned over to her side, "Hey babe, if I guest your name do I win a kiss?"
"If he or I wins the game, you'll get something." she sneered back repulsed, then moved away making him lose his balance.
Cobra handled his dart, feeling the texture of the metal and the pull of the wieght. He judged the distance, tested the force of the throw, then 1, 2, 3 he released.
IT HIT THE MARK!
everyone in the pub cheer with excitement.
"Beat that!"
Amy was worried, not all about losing; she was a good sport, but still worried about scoring anything close to Cobra from that distance.
She took her place, same place as Cobra for fairness, handled her dart, aimed with all her ability to aim in a darts game. She released the dart. And off it flew like a missile of war, where and when it landed would decide the fates of the two competitors, one would be victorious and the other may lose his dignity, for a second this was only a bit of fun after all.
clang...
everyone into the pub gasped in amazement and disbelief, Amy and Cobra stared at the board, mouths agape. Amy's dart had split Cobra's dart in twain!
slowly one half of the arrow came free and started to fall to the ground.
clang
and the pub was in a total uproar.
men and women started getting up and crowded around Amy to congratulate her and ask her how she did it.
Cobra, Ice and Fist were left outside the crowd, baffled.
"Yo man, how'd she do that."
"Perhaps its because she's magic!" came a too familiar voice in a too familiar dark tone.
Drago stood on top of the bar looking down on his henchmen with irritation.
"Yo D-man..."
"Shut it!" he ordered which they complied. "I dont know what I am more, surprised that you actually found Scorpio, furious that you weren't even trying to find Scorpio, OR EMBARRASSED IT TOOK YOU THIS LONG TO FIGURE IT OUT!"
"DRAGO!" Jade cried from the open door then Jackie and Tohru pulled her back before Drago sent a line of flame in their direction.
This needless to say made the people in the pub think it was time to panic.
Everyone was scampering and crawled under and around each other to try and get out of the door.
Amy, who was too destracted by her admiring fans to notice the fire breathing demon, would of been last to leave if only she cou;ld get past the front door.
"Get her!" Dargo cried.
"Not this time, lizard lips!" Jade retorted.
Jackie shooed Jade out the way while he, Tohru and Uncle took up a fighting stance.
while Jackie helped fight back Drago and his goons Jade stuck to Amy. "Hey, Front doors that way."
"Cheers." Amy made a brave dash but failed.
Drago noticed Amys attempt to leave whilst fending off Jackie, turning back to Jackie who was about to deliver a painful right hook, Drago grabbed his fist, turned round and flipped Jackie over his back and into Amy infront of the wall. Knocking her out.
Ice and his friends easily subdued Uncle and Tohru. Drago threw Amy over his arm like a ragdoll. Jade tried to high kicked Drago but DJ Fist caught her and threw her aside, all but Jackie watched as once again Drago escaped with the prize.
Jackie rubbed his aching head, before Uncle struck it, disappointed. "You are terrible rescuer!" was all he had to say to his nephew.
"Thank you Tohru," Tohru pulled Jackie back on his feet. "Uncle its alright, we know where Dragos going; we can follow him."
"Have you not been listening? They are sealed inside a barrier and I do not have the time or equipment to get them out!"
"Two down, Ten to go."
"lets hope third times the charm."