I was woken by a faint ruffling noise, and hushed voices. Resisting the
urge to open my eyes or move, I lay still, feinting sleep. With alert ears
I picked out a whispered conversation.
"Hurry Kero, before she wakes up!" The voice was that of a little girl, probably the same age as Ty.
"Don't worry, if she wakes up we'll just run. And it doesn't look like she's very strong." The second voice belonged to a teenage boy.
"Hurry, I'm hungry!"
"Hold on Nia, I'm almost done. Hey, what's this? A diary? No, a bunch of stupid poems, and a picture. Must be this girl's family."
"Does she have a mommy and a daddy?" The little girl asked.
"Well I think that's her mom, she kinda looks familiar, but I don't see her dad."
"Maybe he's gone, like our daddy."
"Maybe. Well I got everything, so let's go."
"Kero! Watch out!"
"Huh?" he exclaimed in surprise as I grabbed hold of his arm.
"What are you doing with my stuff?!" I shouted at him.
"Stealing it, what else?" he smirked, then tore away from my grasp. He scooped up the little girl and ran off.
He's pretty fast, I thought. But I'm faster. I grabbed my almost empty bag and took off after him. I saw his startled face as he looked behind and saw me gaining on him. With an extra burst of speed I caught up to him, but instead of grabbing the duffel bag he put my stolen things in, I tore his little sister from his arms.
"Kero!"
"Nia! Let her go!"
"Not until you give me my stuff and apologize."
"But we need this food! Our mom needs it too!"
"I need that food too, and those clothes. Why would you steal my clothes anyway? They wouldn't fit you." I looked at his lean but muscular form. He was tall, with dark shaggy hair, and he was wearing jeans with holes in the knees and a dirty white men's tank shirt. His sister didn't look much cleaner, she had tangled brown hair, a too-big sweater, and a tattered skirt. Her shoes didn't match.
"It's none of your business!"
"What, you a cross-dresser in your spare time?"
"Shut up! You don't know anything about me, about us! Now give me my sister!"
"Well it wouldn't be very fair if you kept her and the food. I'd have nothing to eat. And if I kept her I could resort to cannibalism."
"No Kero don't let her eat me!" the girl squealed and tried to kick me.
"Fine take your stuff!" he tossed the bag up into a tree.
"Give me my sister."
"Where's my money?"
"In the bag."
"Liar!"
"No, it is!"
"Prove it."
Sighing in defeat, he tossed me my wallet. I checked to make sure everything was there until I finally let the squirming girl go. She ran crying into her brother's arms, and as he comforted her he glared evilly at me.
"Under other circumstances I would have handed you over to the cops. Consider yourself lucky."
"Circumstances.?" he said in a puzzled tone.
"Well you have your little sister to care for, she needs you. I have... had a little brother once."
"You're a runaway, aren't you?"
"Well aren't you and your sister runaways?" I countered.
"No, we have a home," Nia said. "We have a mommy and a daddy too."
"So why do you steal?"
"How else can we live?" he clenched his fists in anger. "Our mother is sick, and our father is gone! How else can we live outside of society?!"
"You fight."
"What?"
"We'll have a submission fight. The loser gives up something to the winner. I'll give you all my food and money, if you win."
"But I have nothing to give!"
"Well then, if I win you'll just have to pay me back with favors. You'll have to be my servant for two weeks."
"What?! That's crazy!"
"Well it's either that or your sister."
"No Kero! Don't let her take me again!"
"Fine, if you win I'll be your servant for two weeks. But promise you won't hold anything back." He said as he moved into a fighting position, his face a grim mask of concentration and anger. "Only if you don't, I've been looking for a challenge. Now let's fight!"
AN: I know this took a while and it's short, but it's the best I could do cuz I've been so busy getting ready for school (AAGH!) I'll try to put up more longer chapters, just keep on reviewing or you get none HAHAHAHA. Actually I'd probably put up more cuz I like this story, but review to make me feel special.
"Hurry Kero, before she wakes up!" The voice was that of a little girl, probably the same age as Ty.
"Don't worry, if she wakes up we'll just run. And it doesn't look like she's very strong." The second voice belonged to a teenage boy.
"Hurry, I'm hungry!"
"Hold on Nia, I'm almost done. Hey, what's this? A diary? No, a bunch of stupid poems, and a picture. Must be this girl's family."
"Does she have a mommy and a daddy?" The little girl asked.
"Well I think that's her mom, she kinda looks familiar, but I don't see her dad."
"Maybe he's gone, like our daddy."
"Maybe. Well I got everything, so let's go."
"Kero! Watch out!"
"Huh?" he exclaimed in surprise as I grabbed hold of his arm.
"What are you doing with my stuff?!" I shouted at him.
"Stealing it, what else?" he smirked, then tore away from my grasp. He scooped up the little girl and ran off.
He's pretty fast, I thought. But I'm faster. I grabbed my almost empty bag and took off after him. I saw his startled face as he looked behind and saw me gaining on him. With an extra burst of speed I caught up to him, but instead of grabbing the duffel bag he put my stolen things in, I tore his little sister from his arms.
"Kero!"
"Nia! Let her go!"
"Not until you give me my stuff and apologize."
"But we need this food! Our mom needs it too!"
"I need that food too, and those clothes. Why would you steal my clothes anyway? They wouldn't fit you." I looked at his lean but muscular form. He was tall, with dark shaggy hair, and he was wearing jeans with holes in the knees and a dirty white men's tank shirt. His sister didn't look much cleaner, she had tangled brown hair, a too-big sweater, and a tattered skirt. Her shoes didn't match.
"It's none of your business!"
"What, you a cross-dresser in your spare time?"
"Shut up! You don't know anything about me, about us! Now give me my sister!"
"Well it wouldn't be very fair if you kept her and the food. I'd have nothing to eat. And if I kept her I could resort to cannibalism."
"No Kero don't let her eat me!" the girl squealed and tried to kick me.
"Fine take your stuff!" he tossed the bag up into a tree.
"Give me my sister."
"Where's my money?"
"In the bag."
"Liar!"
"No, it is!"
"Prove it."
Sighing in defeat, he tossed me my wallet. I checked to make sure everything was there until I finally let the squirming girl go. She ran crying into her brother's arms, and as he comforted her he glared evilly at me.
"Under other circumstances I would have handed you over to the cops. Consider yourself lucky."
"Circumstances.?" he said in a puzzled tone.
"Well you have your little sister to care for, she needs you. I have... had a little brother once."
"You're a runaway, aren't you?"
"Well aren't you and your sister runaways?" I countered.
"No, we have a home," Nia said. "We have a mommy and a daddy too."
"So why do you steal?"
"How else can we live?" he clenched his fists in anger. "Our mother is sick, and our father is gone! How else can we live outside of society?!"
"You fight."
"What?"
"We'll have a submission fight. The loser gives up something to the winner. I'll give you all my food and money, if you win."
"But I have nothing to give!"
"Well then, if I win you'll just have to pay me back with favors. You'll have to be my servant for two weeks."
"What?! That's crazy!"
"Well it's either that or your sister."
"No Kero! Don't let her take me again!"
"Fine, if you win I'll be your servant for two weeks. But promise you won't hold anything back." He said as he moved into a fighting position, his face a grim mask of concentration and anger. "Only if you don't, I've been looking for a challenge. Now let's fight!"
AN: I know this took a while and it's short, but it's the best I could do cuz I've been so busy getting ready for school (AAGH!) I'll try to put up more longer chapters, just keep on reviewing or you get none HAHAHAHA. Actually I'd probably put up more cuz I like this story, but review to make me feel special.