Rescuing Arnold
Rating: PG-13 (Swearing, weaponry, and violence)
Chapter 05
"Battered, Bruised and Breathless"
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Laughing felt so good and her heart was finally set free of the bind she had wrapped it in so long ago. The chains of her heart were broken, and all by three simple words from the young man she loved. She hummed to herself as she walked away from the boarding house and towards her own house. Her soul had been lifted of a heavy burden, especially with the new promise no matter what his parents said, he would not go with them and would stay with her forever. She glanced back up at the roof of the boarding house and saw him leaning over the side, his hair blowing like wings in the wind. She smiled gently at him and knew from that moment on, everything would change.
She didn't realize how right she was.
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At that very moment as Helga turned a corner, a black Fararri also spun around said corner. The lights flashed in her eyes as she stared horrified at the black car. It sped towards her, the evil lights blazing in her eyes. She watched in terror as the car sped towards her. Her feet rooted to the spot, she did the only thing she could think of doing. She put her arms protectively in front of her face and screamed. Suddenly the car screeched and turned sideways so that the driver side was next to her. She blinked suddenly when the tire screeching sound had stopped and smoke encircled her and flew into the night air. She looked up at the driver's side. Angrily she stormed over and began to pound the window with her fists.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, you creep? You could have killed me!" She screamed loudly. Suddenly the door opened and a tall, lanky man got out. His eyes had deep pockets under them and his smile was twisted into a cold and cunning sneer. Helga's eyes widened in fear and she tried to move, but found it impossible. His gaze had trapped her.
He slyly made his way towards her, every inch he took stabbing a knife in her heart. The man's brown hair was ragged around his mono eyebrow. His forehead was narrowed at her, and his smile became more and more malicious with every step he took. "That was the point, you little brat." He hissed through smiling clenched teeth. Her heart pounded in her ears and her palms sweated horribly.
"What do you want from me?" She asked, her voice shaking.
He smiled and placed a pair of sunglasses over his eyes. "That's for the boss to say, little girl."
The back window of the Ferrari slowly opened, leaving a small crack for a pair of fiery eyes to peer out from. The owner of the eyes cleared his throat and the other man turned to look at his boss. "Nick!" He hollered. Nick Vermicelli flinched. "Get her, and bring her here . . . now!"
Nick nodded to his boss and grabbed Helga by the collar. She squeaked softly and tried to pry the man's hands that were easing their way towards her throat. Her body was paralyzed, her legs numb and tired. Even if she tried to run, she wouldn't get far. Finally she found the strength to claw and bite her captor. He smiled violently and opened the door to the car, throwing her inside. She grunted and quickly grasped her sore throat. A low chortle from deep within someone's chest cavity rang terribly through her ears. She looked up and saw a man with aging black hair and vicious eyebrows. He was smirking at her, worse than Nick's smile was. She screamed a little as the car lurched forward, signaling to her they were moving, and fast. Her stare turned back to the man sitting down, a small glass of some liquid in it with a tiny cherry sticking out. "What do you want?" She repeated the question for the second time.
The man looked at her out of the corners of his eyes. "I want you," he paused, "to cry, little girl." Helga felt her blood boil. Her face turned beat red and followed the motion of the man's hand to gesture to the seat adjacent from him. "Sit." He ordered. She quickly complied and eased her way onto the chair. "You see, Helga," she shivered at the sound of her name, "I want you to hear my plans. I know of your little escapade on the top of my building when last we met. I know of your endless self-torture for a certain football headed child." She blushed deeper. "And I decided to use that deep devotion you feel towards Arnold against him. I have his parents, and they will come and claim him in a matter of hours. They'll do the dirty work for me, while I have my fun. And then, when I have the three of you who ruined my plans the last time right where I want you, total domination will occur. I will take over this pathetic town, and soon I will be in control."
The seat against Helga's back was warm with sweat. The man smiled and leaned in closer to her, trapping her with his giant body. "So what are you going to do to me, Arnold and Gerald?" She muttered as his face stopped a couple of inches from hers. He smiled and Helga noticed he had a small chip on his front tooth.
"I'm going to finish what I started and kill the three of you." Helga's eyes shook and burned with tears. He smirked maliciously and pushed himself away from her. "By this time tomorrow, the population of Hillwood City will be whatever number . . . minus three. Now . . . cry." Helga felt her blood rage even more and she forced her hand up and across to smack the man across his cheek. He felt the more than average blow to his face, but reacted as if he didn't. His smile only faded and he threw her to the floor of the car by her armpit. "Bitch! If you don't cry willingly, I'll make you!" He cried out loud and pulled a whip from his belt. He quickly threw it over her head and tightened it painfully around her neck.
She coughed horribly and tried to pry the horrible black leather from her reddened neck. Her eyes turned upon Sheck and she glared. "I.will never cry!" She screamed and jerked away from him. The whip tightened significantly and she gagged. Sheck smiled and pulled her close to him. He grabbed her around the waist and smiled maliciously. Helga felt herself gag again as he brought her body closer to him.
He chuckled and slowly released the whip. "Bad move, girlie." He whispered.
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The car slowed to a screeching halt and the driver's door opened. Nick stepped out; his shiny black shoes hitting the wet ply boards of the pier. Outside, the storm began brewing again and kicked up the waves with a force so great, even King Neptune would have been jealous. Nick's mouth turned upwards into a vicious sneer. "Perfect night." He whispered as a clap of thunder illuminated his dark sunglasses.
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Helga watched in fear as the car door opened and Nick's silhouette stood in the frame. She was trapped, and no one could save her. No one could rescue her from the utter torture Nick and Sheck most likely had in plan for her. Nick smiled viciously, his tanned complexion blending in with the cold night air. He looked at Sheck who nodded, throwing Helga towards his accomplice. "Deal with her." He muttered.
"Sure thing, Boss." Nick said. He quickly grabbed Helga and flipped her on her stomach, laying face first on the wooden planks of the pier. He pulled a thick rope from his belt and kneeled on the back of her knees. Helga thrashed and kicked him, but to no avail. He grabbed her arms and pulled them tightly and painfully behind her back to the point of tears. "Shut the hell up, girl." He hissed through clenched teeth. "Quit squirming!" Still, she turned, hoping to free herself from her bondage. Finally Nick had enough. "Stop!" He roared and smacked Helga across the temple. She groaned and looked up at him, just as her vision became blurry.
"Nick!" Sheck bellowed from the car. Nick nodded and finished tying Helga's arms and feet so that she couldn't move. He then, with a swift kick, watched as she splashed into the icy cold water, sinking deeper and deeper into the dark abyss.
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Laughing felt so good and her heart was finally set free of the bind she had wrapped it in so long ago. The chains of her heart were broken, and all by three simple words from the young man she loved. She hummed to herself as she walked away from the boarding house and towards her own house. Her soul had been lifted of a heavy burden, especially with the new promise no matter what his parents said, he would not go with them and would stay with her forever. She glanced back up at the roof of the boarding house and saw him leaning over the side, his hair blowing like wings in the wind. She smiled gently at him and knew from that moment on, everything would change.
She didn't realize how right she was.
~~~~~~~~~~
At that very moment as Helga turned a corner, a black Fararri also spun around said corner. The lights flashed in her eyes as she stared horrified at the black car. It sped towards her, the evil lights blazing in her eyes. She watched in terror as the car sped towards her. Her feet rooted to the spot, she did the only thing she could think of doing. She put her arms protectively in front of her face and screamed. Suddenly the car screeched and turned sideways so that the driver side was next to her. She blinked suddenly when the tire screeching sound had stopped and smoke encircled her and flew into the night air. She looked up at the driver's side. Angrily she stormed over and began to pound the window with her fists.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, you creep? You could have killed me!" She screamed loudly. Suddenly the door opened and a tall, lanky man got out. His eyes had deep pockets under them and his smile was twisted into a cold and cunning sneer. Helga's eyes widened in fear and she tried to move, but found it impossible. His gaze had trapped her.
He slyly made his way towards her, every inch he took stabbing a knife in her heart. The man's brown hair was ragged around his mono eyebrow. His forehead was narrowed at her, and his smile became more and more malicious with every step he took. "That was the point, you little brat." He hissed through smiling clenched teeth. Her heart pounded in her ears and her palms sweated horribly.
"What do you want from me?" She asked, her voice shaking.
He smiled and placed a pair of sunglasses over his eyes. "That's for the boss to say, little girl."
The back window of the Ferrari slowly opened, leaving a small crack for a pair of fiery eyes to peer out from. The owner of the eyes cleared his throat and the other man turned to look at his boss. "Nick!" He hollered. Nick Vermicelli flinched. "Get her, and bring her here . . . now!"
Nick nodded to his boss and grabbed Helga by the collar. She squeaked softly and tried to pry the man's hands that were easing their way towards her throat. Her body was paralyzed, her legs numb and tired. Even if she tried to run, she wouldn't get far. Finally she found the strength to claw and bite her captor. He smiled violently and opened the door to the car, throwing her inside. She grunted and quickly grasped her sore throat. A low chortle from deep within someone's chest cavity rang terribly through her ears. She looked up and saw a man with aging black hair and vicious eyebrows. He was smirking at her, worse than Nick's smile was. She screamed a little as the car lurched forward, signaling to her they were moving, and fast. Her stare turned back to the man sitting down, a small glass of some liquid in it with a tiny cherry sticking out. "What do you want?" She repeated the question for the second time.
The man looked at her out of the corners of his eyes. "I want you," he paused, "to cry, little girl." Helga felt her blood boil. Her face turned beat red and followed the motion of the man's hand to gesture to the seat adjacent from him. "Sit." He ordered. She quickly complied and eased her way onto the chair. "You see, Helga," she shivered at the sound of her name, "I want you to hear my plans. I know of your little escapade on the top of my building when last we met. I know of your endless self-torture for a certain football headed child." She blushed deeper. "And I decided to use that deep devotion you feel towards Arnold against him. I have his parents, and they will come and claim him in a matter of hours. They'll do the dirty work for me, while I have my fun. And then, when I have the three of you who ruined my plans the last time right where I want you, total domination will occur. I will take over this pathetic town, and soon I will be in control."
The seat against Helga's back was warm with sweat. The man smiled and leaned in closer to her, trapping her with his giant body. "So what are you going to do to me, Arnold and Gerald?" She muttered as his face stopped a couple of inches from hers. He smiled and Helga noticed he had a small chip on his front tooth.
"I'm going to finish what I started and kill the three of you." Helga's eyes shook and burned with tears. He smirked maliciously and pushed himself away from her. "By this time tomorrow, the population of Hillwood City will be whatever number . . . minus three. Now . . . cry." Helga felt her blood rage even more and she forced her hand up and across to smack the man across his cheek. He felt the more than average blow to his face, but reacted as if he didn't. His smile only faded and he threw her to the floor of the car by her armpit. "Bitch! If you don't cry willingly, I'll make you!" He cried out loud and pulled a whip from his belt. He quickly threw it over her head and tightened it painfully around her neck.
She coughed horribly and tried to pry the horrible black leather from her reddened neck. Her eyes turned upon Sheck and she glared. "I.will never cry!" She screamed and jerked away from him. The whip tightened significantly and she gagged. Sheck smiled and pulled her close to him. He grabbed her around the waist and smiled maliciously. Helga felt herself gag again as he brought her body closer to him.
He chuckled and slowly released the whip. "Bad move, girlie." He whispered.
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The car slowed to a screeching halt and the driver's door opened. Nick stepped out; his shiny black shoes hitting the wet ply boards of the pier. Outside, the storm began brewing again and kicked up the waves with a force so great, even King Neptune would have been jealous. Nick's mouth turned upwards into a vicious sneer. "Perfect night." He whispered as a clap of thunder illuminated his dark sunglasses.
~~~~~~~~~~
Helga watched in fear as the car door opened and Nick's silhouette stood in the frame. She was trapped, and no one could save her. No one could rescue her from the utter torture Nick and Sheck most likely had in plan for her. Nick smiled viciously, his tanned complexion blending in with the cold night air. He looked at Sheck who nodded, throwing Helga towards his accomplice. "Deal with her." He muttered.
"Sure thing, Boss." Nick said. He quickly grabbed Helga and flipped her on her stomach, laying face first on the wooden planks of the pier. He pulled a thick rope from his belt and kneeled on the back of her knees. Helga thrashed and kicked him, but to no avail. He grabbed her arms and pulled them tightly and painfully behind her back to the point of tears. "Shut the hell up, girl." He hissed through clenched teeth. "Quit squirming!" Still, she turned, hoping to free herself from her bondage. Finally Nick had enough. "Stop!" He roared and smacked Helga across the temple. She groaned and looked up at him, just as her vision became blurry.
"Nick!" Sheck bellowed from the car. Nick nodded and finished tying Helga's arms and feet so that she couldn't move. He then, with a swift kick, watched as she splashed into the icy cold water, sinking deeper and deeper into the dark abyss.