The Bride of Chase Young Chapter 10
Days passed since the day of the fight. Chase had come to Marie the day after to apologize for his actions, but Marie merely shrugged and said that it was no big deal. She understood that Chase had just lashed out because he was angry about losing to his father.
The days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months. Soon, it was late autumn and the air grew crisp and sharp.
"I wish Mama was here." Marie muttered to herself as she looked at the different types of Yarn in the store. She was shopping alone for wool to make a warm shawl but there were too many to choose from.
"Try the fuzzy green one. It'll offset your eyes." said a familiar voice from behind her. Marie whirled around to see Jack Spicer behind her.
"Jack! Hi! What are you doing here?" she said, hugging him tightly.
"Where do you think I get the fabrics for my coat? You think I can just buy something like this? No way, I make my own. What are you here for?" he gasped.
"I'm making a winter shawl, so I need wool."
"Oh. I still say you should try the fuzzy grey. My Nana made me a scarf with the same kind."
"Nana?"
"What? Can't an evil genius have a grandmother?"
"Never mind. Thanks for the tip Jack, and be careful on your way out. That happy-go-lucky good side of yours is collecting for charity." Jack gagged.
"Thanks for the tip. Later." he snuck out of the store after buying his fabric and Marie was alone again. She decided to go with Jacks tip and grabbed several spools of the fuzzy green yarn and a new crochet hook. She left the store with her purchases and decided to explore a little more before using the Golden Tiger Claws that were hidden in her handbag. She was looking in a shop window at a Jade dragon statue when she heard a voice behind her.
"Pretty isn't it?" she looked at the reflection of the speaker in the glass and gasped. Standing behind her was Feng Young.
He looked the same as he did in the memories, cloak and all. His dark, menacing eyes were focused on her, a strange expression in them that Marie couldn't read.
"Yeah...it's really nice. What do you want?" she said carefully, hoping to distract him long enough to escape.
"Just to speak with you miss Marie. So, how's Chase doing?" said Feng casually.
"Fine, he's healed up and stronger than ever." she said calmly. Feng chuckled.
"Oh is he now? He always did dive right back in to training when he got hurt. And he hasn't paid you any attention since he got better, correct?" he set a hand on her shoulder. Marie flinched. Feng chuckled again and rubbed her shoulder comfortingly.
"Aww, you poor little thing." he crooned. "You're already sensitive to touch."
"Take your hand off this 'poor little things' shoulder before she breaks it." Marie hissed venomously. Feng chuckled and removed his hand.
"My you're fiery. It's surprising you even need a coat in this weather. Why don't you just take it off?" he said. Marie growled deep in her throat. Was this bastard actually trying to flirt with her?!
"Go to hell you murdering scum bag son of a bitch." said Marie "You killed your wife for the sheer fact that she tried to protect Chase, so don't even think about trying to pick me up. I'd never go with you!" Feng's face lost its cocky smile.
"I don't remember saying you had a choice in the matter." Before Marie could even cry out in shock, Feng dragged her into a small alley and pinned her wrists above her head. Marie's blood seemed to turn to ice in fear. He cupped her face in one hand and spoke in a deceivingly gentle voice.
"I do not wish to hurt you little one." he said. "I have my reasons for doing these things. You will understand one day." Marie gasped as she looked into his eyes. They were sad...so very sad. Feng released her face and stepped back a few paces.
"Until we meet again little one." he said. And then he was gone, leaving Marie in the alley. Marie sank to the ground, hugging herself and shivering. She had no idea how long she stayed there before a hand tapped her on the shoulder. It was Good Jack, concern showing clearly on his normally happy face.
"Miss Marie? Did that nasty man hurt you?" he asked. Marie shook her head, not trusting her voice. Good Jack sat next to her. I saw him drag you in here and tried to rush over, but there was some sort of force field up. Who was he anyway?" Marie still couldn't speak, so she used another mode of communication.
"His name is Feng Young." GJ read it out as Marie spelled it out in the thin layer of snow that had fallen. "He's Chase's father. Murderer. Very bad." He looked at her in shock. "Oh my goodness gracious! What a horrible, awful, no good...meanie!" Marie laughed at GJ's phrasing. She allowed the doppelganger to help her up and steer her out onto the street.
"Now, you go home and have a nice cup of tea. You'll feel better." he said cheerily. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go make hot soup for the homeless" He quickly dashed off, humming a Christmas song to himself. Marie shook her head at him. It was only late November and he was getting ready for Christmas. What a goofball. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, she ducked back into the ally and used the Golden Tiger claws to set herself on the entrance ledge to the Mountain. Ashanti was waiting for her.
"Are you alright Marie?" she asked. "You seem frazzled." Marie shook her head.
"Nah, I'm fine mama. It was just busy in town, that's all." She decided not to worry anyone with her encounter with Feng. She would deal with him next time...If there was a next time.
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Thank god! My writing is half assed decent again! Sorry about this guys, but The story might be on hold for a few weeks. I'm moving in with my dad tomorrow, and I don't know if I get the comp. Please don't abandon me! :'( See ya'll soon!