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Bang! "No!" I screamed, running as fast as I could to Red, as she dropped down lifelessly on to the concrete ground.
Why is life so unfair! Why do bad things happen to good people? I run over to her, crouching down next to her, blood pouring out of the bullet wound in her chest.
I placed my hands on the bloody whole, putting pressure on it while trying to think of anyway to stop the bleeding. I have to think of something, I'm not going to lose another friend. Not again!
"Red! Stay with me! Stay with me!" I pleaded to her, watching as the blood slip in between my fingers.
"You-You didn't... You didn't save m-me..." her words broke threw to me in chokes, destroying my insanity, my soul.
"You let him kill me..." she breathed, blood slipping out of her mouth.
She started choking, on the mixture of the air and blood.
She's dying... and it's all my fault.
"Red!" I yelled, desperately trying to save her.
"RED!" I screamed, but this time, she stopped coughing. She stopped moving. She-She's
dead. She's DEAD!
The dark figure started chuckling, mocking my failure. Mocking Red's death!
"Wow, bravo. Bravo! Let's shoot her again, why don't we?" the figure raised a hand, gun ready.
He wasn't going to shoot her again. No! He's going to... to-He's going to die!
"You'll die, you Monster!" I said threw gritted teeth, my voice laced with hatred.
"I'm going to rip you! Do you hear ME! I'm going to RIP you piece by piece, you psychopathic freak!"
This guy isn't going to just shoot my partner, and expect an easy out. No, I'm going to show him exactly what death feels like... I'm
just going to make it a bit longer...
"Austin, wake up!" my head shot up, looking into the worried eyes of my best friend. I rubbed my tired eyes, straightening my posture in my
chair.
Is that how I would really handle the situation?
"Sorry Dez," I apologized, holding back a yawn. "Last night Red and I stayed up 'til three, chasing down a group of muggers." I explain,
smirking at the thought of the short guy's face after Red got to him.
Ha, priceless! After our victory I decided to crash at Dez's basement.
"As much as I would love to hear how hopelessly in love you are with her, we have to get to school man." Dez says pointing at the clock on
the wall, he was already dressed for school.
I get off of the recliner, and head straight to the bathroom.
Deciding to take a good 'ol morning shower, to make sure I clean off any remaining dirt or blood, I turn on the hot water, and stripped down.
I hop into the shower, and let the water stream down my back.
My mind wandered off back to the dream. I was so angry, and ready to kill... Is that how I would really handle the situation, would I really kill them?
Angered, I took a step back from the tiled wall, and punched it.
I've been trying so hard to stop this from happening, stop myself from letting my anger control me, stop myself from turning into
one of them, fueling on Hate, and Ignorance.
I've been partners with Red for a few weeks now, and I seem to keep having these dreams.
Every dream seems worst and they all end the same: Red dies.
I never wanted a partner.
When Dez offered to be my partner, I only let him go to an extent, never truly letting him join me on patrols, or during fights.
But Red, she seemed different. She proved that she could keep herself safe when she saved me from the Phantom, so I wanted her as a
partner.
But I think there has always been a second reason I joined her, I made this partnership as an attempt from avoiding my greatest fear.
The fear of failing again, losing Red like I lost Dallas.
Because maybe I can save Red like I wasn't Dallas, or maybe she'll share the same fate, Dying in my arms...
I quickly finished my shower, and quickly got dressed for school.
When we finally arrived, we visited Ally in the Journalism room.
She was organizing a few papers. I simply examined her. She was wearing blue jeans, with black converse, and a grey t-shirt, with the words that says "I'm Not a Nerd, I'm Just Smarter Than You.", and she was wearing her hair into a neat ponytail.
I felt myself blush, while looking at her, so I quickly look away, until the redness died down.
"Hey Ally." Dez and I greeted her at the same time.
"Hey Austin, Hi Dez. Are you guys going on that trip?" Ally asked,
shuffling threw papers.
I raised an eyebrow, "What trip?"
"The trip in Colorado," she said, moving her diary on her desk, her
gaze shifting to me. "Its a Ski trip."
I looked at Dez, and the smile on our faces showed that we both had
the same idea: Vacation time!
I smiled and nodded at her. "Awesome."
She grabbed her messenger bag, and a notepad, ready to go somewhere..
"I have an interview with Coach Hanks about the upcoming basketball games. So, do whatever you want while I'm gone." Ally says.
I look over at Ally's book on her desk, but Ally seemed to notice.
"Except read my book, read it, and I will find out. So just don't read it.
Alright?" she warned, but Dez and I brushed it off like it was no big
deal.
I scoffed, then she glared at me with her piercing brown eyes.
Scary thing is, I immediately felt scared.
"Alright, we won't read it." Dez and I promise, raising our right
hands in a boy-scout-promise like fashion.
Ally smiles as she heads towards the door, "Thanks guys, I'll see you both later."
She walked out the room, her ponytail bouncing behind her.
"Um, Austin, we have P.E." Dez says, breaking me out of my trance. I nodded, and followed Dez to the gym, we went to the locker room, and
changed. We were doing 'Participation' in gym today.
Cubby was progressing, which was good. Jackson is the water boy for the football, I looked over to him, and noticed he was a lot buffer
than he used to be, and the weird thing is, its only been a few days.
Two of Ryan's friends, were buffer, faster than usual, and they seemed angrier. Okay, something's up.
"Dez, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I say, putting it all together like a puzzle.
"Yeah...The gym really needs some new floors." Dez says, not getting my hint.
"No, them." I say, pointing at Ryan's friends, who pulled off an incredible slam dunk.
"I think they're on the steroids Ryan used." I say, my stomach turning.
"Ooooh, right." Dez gives me a worried look.
"Oh great," I sigh, "here we go again."
*Ally's POV*
My mind keeps going back to the carnival date I had with Austin, and that epic take down with Sparrow against Trent and his paint ball
pals.
I felt my heart race as I think about the both of them. My face reddened as I thought how I almost kissed Austin. I quickly snapped out of it, knowing that I have to interview Coach Hanks about the upcoming basketball game.
I walk through the boy's locker room, with my head down.
I didn't want to see them, but it was kinda hard to ignore what they have to say, "Yeah, and did you guys hear? I heard Ryan lost it." I slow my
steps at the sound of Dallas' bully's name.
"Yeah he got hooked on some steroids, I also heard he got it from someone here." another boy says.
So the source is from someone here, in the school. I stop listening to the boys as I got closer to the Coach's office.
But then I heard two familiar voices that made my blood boil, two followers in Ryan's group.
"Coach Hanks really helped out with that last game, as soon as I go some, I felt stronger, faster."
Wait what?
I stopped walking as I listened on. "Yeah, but don't take too much, or you'll end up like Ryan."
So Coach hanks is handing out the drugs?!
I quickly turned around and ran out the locker room, I have to tell Austin. Wait- No. The
Police. No. Sparrow!
-Later That Night-
"See anything Bird Boy?" I ask into the dark room, as I lean up against the door frame with my arms crossed, watching guard.
Luckily for me, Sparrow showed up at our meeting spot (the alley across from Phil's Fun Town), and I informed him on the situation.
He was already looking into the steroid problem, and was glad when I gave him the
name of the dealer: Edward Hanks.
"Nothing so far," he informs me, scratching the back of his mask as he continues searching through the Coach's stuff with his small
flashlight. "... and stop calling me Bird Boy."
"Hey, you just worry about the little bag of goodies this guy's got stashed, and I'll take care of the name calling." I say with a bit
sass, keeping up my appearance.
Right now, I'm Red Riding Hood; the crime fighting feminine, stuck up sass master.
Not Ally Dawson; the good girl who plays by the rules, and always has her nose in a book.
"I think I got it!" he says excitedly. I quickly glance down both sides of the hallway. Well, it seems okay to me. I leave my post, walking over to Sparrow.
"Yep, this is it." he says, pointing at a baggy filled with needles with his flashlight.
"So," I ask, holding my hands behind my back. "Anonymous tip to the cops?" I suggest.
"Not necessary," he answers. No, but not Sparrow though. "You can
just look past this and leave."
"What happened to watching guard?" Sparrow whispers harshly.
I look at Sparrow, then at Coach Hanks. "...oops."
Like a foolish boy, Sparrow acts before thinking.
"We will not just simply look past this. I got my butt kicked because of that stuff you're giving away, so looking past this will not be happening while I'm around," he goes on with his little speech as he pulls out his staff, extending it.
I also get my gear ready, throwing star in one hand, and hatchet in the other.
"You need to turn yourself in... or I'll have to make you."
I roll my eyes. He's just way to cheesy sometimes. I swear, him and
Austin could be related. But then I see it. Hanks holds a needle
behind his back as he slowly... injects his arm.
"Sparrow! Get Down!" I warn, just as Coach Hanks kicks his office
chair towards Sparrow, who makes a quick evade, rolling to the side.
I decide to strike at Hanks, swinging my hatchets back end at him for a
non-leathal blow.
Bam! I strike him it the side, and as he throws a punch at me, I quickly evade it by flipping over him, landing behind
him where I try to sweep his feet, but then... BAM!
He dashes backwards, ramming me on top of his desk. He walks over to me, hand in the air like a hammer, ready to nail me in.
"I got him!" Sparrow shouts, and as soon as Hanks turns to look, Sparrow's already in mid-air, Bam! Crashing his staff on the coaches
head.
Austin's POV
I quickly retreat, knowing that I have a better chance from a distance.
With Red on it, Coach Hanks grabs his desk. Quickly, Red rolls off, Just as soon as... Swoosh! He throws his entire desk at
me. Oh my- CRASH! Before I could get fully out of the way, the Desk
slams into the wall, knocking me down.
Knowing that Red needs help, I start to get up- But then Coach Hanks grabs me by the head, lifting me
into the air so my feet weren't even touching the ground.
SLAM! CRASH!
With all his beastly strength, he slams me into his bookshelf, then
drops me.
As I lay weakly on the floor, heavy books fall on top of me, hitting me like hard punches.
My body aches, and my muscles feel weak, so I try my hardest to get up...
Nothing. My body feels like it's a thousand pounds heavier, and- Red
needs my help.
"Foolish girl, you should have left with your boyfriend when you had the chance!" Coach shouts.
Furious, Red runs at him, sending a hard roundhouse kick, CRASH! That Coach catches, swinging Red around and
launching her at the wall.
Red seems a bit dazed, so Coach Hanks walks up to her. He bends down, wrapping his fingers tightly around Red's neck as he lifts her
up. SLAM! Crack! SLAM! CRACK! He forces Red hard into his door, cracking the glass window with each slam.
"Red!" I groan, in to much pain to actually help.
"Stupid kid!" SLAM! CRACK!
"Think you can just come in my office!" SLAM! CRACK!
"And ruin EVERYTHING!" SLAM! CRACK!
She started gasping for air, fighting hard to free herself from his grip. I'm just to weak to help, and my fear's coming true. I'm going
to lose another friend...
"Red!"
Just as all hope seemed lost, I saw it. Red would hate me for doing it, but right now I really don't have a choice.
I weakly reach forward, grabbing the syringe... then sticking it in my arm.
"RED!" I shouted, my lungs feeling like they're on fire. My muscles tightened, making a burning sensation. And my inner demon was
released!
Quickly, I pushed myself up. All my pain gone, and my energy fueled like a a tank full of gas.
I feel stronger, so there should be no excuses on not taking down Mr. Hanks!
"Die you littl-" BAM! I send a powerful hit to his head.
He drops Red, who seems pretty out of it. BAM! I strike him in the
stomach, BAM!
Then I send a hard kick to his rips, breaking a few.
BAM! I right hook his cheek then, BAM! I hit him square in the face!
Dazed, he falls back, blood staining his face, his nose now crooked, and his
left eye swelled shut, yet I still felt unsatisfied.
I walk over him, as he now pleads for mercy.
"Please- I- I'm s-s-sorry! Ple-please stop! No-"
I wrap my hands around his neck, cutting off his air, just like he did to Red.
He's going to feel what it's like.
"You'll die for what you did to her." I growl, my fingers now digging into his neck! He turns blue, but then soon passes out, but hey! Who says I have to stop?
"Sparrow!" I tilt my head to the side, seeing Red back on her feet, hatchet in the air with the back end facing my direction. "Sorry about this!" BAM!
-Later-
"Ouch!" I grown, grabbing my head as I sit up against a brick wall.
"That freaking hurts!" I groan, rubbing my head.
"Well, you shouldn't have taken the steroids in the first place,"
Red says flustered, leaning up against the wall across from me. "You
almost... killed him."
"But he almost killed you!" I point out, "I was only trying to save you!"
"I could've handled myself," she protest.
"I was able to stop you, contact the cops, and drag your sorry butt here," she says, looking at
the alley.
"I'm pretty sure I'm capable of doing things! And without drugs!"
"Oh yeah?" I ask, a bit irritated.
"What would you have done if someone was about to kill me? Huh, I'm pretty sure you would have done
something similar." I say, stepping towards her. Her gaze traveled up to me, but she quickly fixed her eyes on something behind me.
An arm wrapped around me, hatchet against my side, and gun barrel to my head.
"Let's find out then, why don't we. " the girl with the gun behind said, her voice laced with a country accent.
"Killer Kitty!"
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