Chapter 9
Later on that evening, RJ sat on the roof of a building looking over the city as the sun began to set. RJ leaned up against an abandoned storage shed, shut his eyes and sighed. Letting the cool breeze wash over him, he thought back to his time with Amber. She really didn't look so good when he went to see her. He hoped that he was able to help her at least a little bit. Of course this also wouldn't have happened if this killer wasn't around.
"Hey, Twin." A voice greeted.
RJ didn't even have to open his eyes to know who it was. "Hey, Twin." he greeted right back. "What are you doing out here?"
"Looking for you." Kylie responded simply.
"Why?" he sighed.
"Cause I was worried about you."
RJ finally opened his eyes and gave his sister an annoyed scowl. "Why? Nothing's wrong."
"Really, dude?" she rolled her eyes. "You're my brother and my twin brother at that. You don't think I know how you're feeling at this point?"
"If you're talking about twin telepathy, that's not a thing." RJ said.
"I beg to disagree big brother. How else would I know how you're feeling all the time?"
"Maybe it's just because you know me too well."
"Well, whatever it is. I still felt like something was on your mind. So spill."
"There's nothing to spill."
"RJ, come on." she playfully nudged him. "Is it Amber? Are you worried about her?"
"If I said yes, will you keep quiet?" he asked, desperate for some silence.
"Nope." she said, relishing in the fact that he was getting annoyed. He groaned and ran a hand through his red hair. "Now you have to tell me why she's on your mind."
He sighed knowing full well that she was not going to let this go. "Fine, if you must know, it's not so much Amber that's on my mind and more so this killer." Kylie gave him her full attention at that. "I mean, what exactly are we facing here?"
"A psychopath that kills women for no reason."
"No, no there's a reason. If there wasn't, he wouldn't be targeting certain women. he'd be killing every woman that he sees and he probably wouldn't clean up after himself so well." he looked back up at the night sky. "There's definitely a reason behind this."
"I think you've been watching too many crime shows."
"Think about it, Ky. Why is he targeting these girls? Tell me about Amber's friend."
Kylie sat up against the shed. "Well, I don't really know anything about her. I only know what I heard from Amber and that isn't much."
"Well, what do you know?"
"She's supposedly really nice, they've been friends for years and..."
"And...?" he encouraged.
Kylie snapped her fingers in realization "Oh yeah, apparently, she's not a faithful girl."
"Okay then, let's focus on that. They've gotta check the boyfriend."
"I don't know if they questioned him, but Amber insists that it wasn't him though."
"Alright, fine. You said she wasn't faithful so all you have to do is check her other boyfriends. You might find something out."
"Like what?"
"Like maybe one of them is the killer."
Amber and Logan stepped out of the ice cream shop and began heading back home. "Thanks Amber, you were right, ice cream does help."
"Told you." Amber giggled. "I'm glad I could cheer you up at least a little bit."
"I appreciate it." Logan looked up at the sky and sighed sadly. "It's dark out, let me get you home."
The young teens only managed to make it a few blocks before two people walked out of the alley way ahead of them. One with dark skin and dreads pulled back out of his face with a bandanna. The other had fairer skin with a short, green mohawk and piercings dotting his ears. Both had their very own weapons and both had very noticeable purple dragon tattoos wrapped around their arms. The teens backed away from them only for three more to step out of the shadows of the alley behind them. Amber and Logan were surrounded.
"What do you guys want?" Logan sneered, standing protectively in front of Amber.
"Drop everything you have." One of the dragons holding a pipe said. "And you can go."
"Fine, Amber, give them your things."
"Okay, sure." she slowly removed the bag from her shoulder and placed it on the floor. "That's all I've got."
Logan followed suit by emptying his pockets. "There you have everything now leave us alone."
One of the dragons quickly picked up the items that Logan dropped while another grabbed Amber's purse and began rummaging through it. "Let's see, we have a cell phone, some gum and a wallet with..." he paused as he opened it and rolled his eyes. "Five dollars in it. Is this all you've got?"
Amber glared at her mugger and suddenly started speaking before she could stop herself. "Well, duh. What did you expect?"
One of the dragons suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pressed a knife dangerously close to her throat. "Watch your mouth, bitch. I will kill you."
"No don't, let her go." Logan tried to get to her only to be restrained by a couple of other purple dragons. "You don't have to do this."
"Aw, are you worried about your little girlfriend?" the one with a mohawk teased with a twisted grin on his face. "Hey," he called to his friend holding onto a struggling Amber. "Let's take her with us."
"No, please." Logan begged as he dragged Amber into the alleyway. "Don't do this."
"It's okay, we'll take good care of her." the purple dragon patted his cheek, mocking him. He turned to his two buddies restraining him. "Take care of him." he ordered before following the other one into the alley.
Amber continued her futile struggle against the purple dragons as they pulled her deeper into the darkened alleyway. "Let me go!" Amber cried.
"Quit squirming." he growled while struggling to keep up with his buddy. Amber kicked wildly making it much more difficult for the Purple Dragon to keep hold of her. One of her random kicks managed to connect with a nearby trashcan. The metal can hit the ground with a loud bang, catching the attention of the two turtles sitting on the roof of a building.
"What the hell was that?" RJ asked, moving to the edge of the building.
Kylie followed and saw Amber being dragged through the alley. "Amber."
Without another word, RJ climbed down the fire escape and began following them, Kylie followed close behind only to hear sounds of a scuffle from behind her. She knew in the pit of her stomach that someone else was in trouble. She turned back to the sounds she was hearing, leaving the safety of Amber in the hands of her brother.
"Come on man, hurry up." the leader of their little group ordered, he was way up ahead of his friend, who was slowly starting to fall behind because he had to deal with the feisty teen.
"Hey, you wanna try holding her." he argued back.
"Nah, I've got something else planned for her."
"No!" without thinking, Amber bit down hard on her captor's hand.
The purple dragon screamed and let her go. "Damn you." he suddenly raised his hand to hit her, but was stopped when someone held his hand back. "What the hell?" he turned just in time for a fist to connect with his face, instantly knocking the thug out.
"Shit!" the only one left standing turned to see a silhouette of a giant turtle. He turned toward him and attacked only to be taken out by a few well placed kicks and punches. Once he was down for the count he slowly approached Amber.
"Hey, are you okay?" he held out a hand toward her.
"Yeah, thanks RJ." she took his hand and he helped her up. "We have to go back. My friend's in trouble." her voice came out panicked.
"Relax, it's covered." RJ smirked knowingly. "Kylie's got him."
Meanwhile
Logan grunted as another fist connected with his stomach. Two other dragons kept him up upright so another punch could connect with his face. The beat down continued until he couldn't stand on his own anymore. The Purple Dragons let him go and he collapsed on the ground, gasping for air and spitting up blood.
Logan looked up at his assailants and waited for them to continue, when one of them suddenly had his legs pulled from under him by a chain. He landed hard on his stomach and was quickly pulled into the alley. Logan and the remaining dragons stared into the alley confused and terrified.
One of them approached the edge of the darkness and was swiftly pulled in just like his friend. There was silence for a long time before someone spoke. "Come on, big guy. Don't be scared. Come and play." A teasing female voice spoke from the dark. Logan squinted against the darkness to try and get a better look while the purple dragon started to back away slowly. "Aw, where ya going? I was having fun." the voice shouted as the dragon ran off.
Logan forced himself to stand up "Um... thanks, I guess."
There was a long pause before the voice spoke up again. "No problem, now you should get out of here before they come back."
"Wait, what about my friend? She's in danger."
"It's alright. Amber's fine."
Logan stared blankly. How did she know Amber's name? "But how do...?"
"I have to leave now. Be careful, okay." that was the last statement before she left.
"Wait!"
"Wait for what?" Amber emerged from the dark.
"Amber!" Logan said excitedly, pulling her into a crushing hug, hurting himself a bit in the process. "You're okay."
"Yeah, I'm fine." Amber separated herself from him and got a good look at him. Bruises littered his body, he had a large cut on his forehead and blood rolled down from the wound to his cheek. And by the way he was breathing heavily and the way he had his arm wrapped around himself, she was willing to guess that he may have had a couple busted ribs. "But you're not."
"I'll live." he said as he spat up more blood.
Amber shook her head. "I'm calling an ambulance so sit down." she helped him sit back down on the ground as she pulled out her phone.
"Hey, Amber. I think we have guardians."
Amber snickered "Yeah okay, Logan." she shook her head and stated as sarcastically as she could manage, she couldn't let him know that she knew who helped them.
"I'm serious, Amber." Logan insisted. "Someone was looking out for us."
Alright, I'm gonna end it here and hopefully I'll be able to update faster.
