Hey! Well this is my seventh chappie! And I think its gonna be really long…but im at 34 reviews!!!!! YAY!!!! So keep up with the great reviewing and I will try to write as fast as a can. LoL…also there are a lot of people who wanna kill Myles…sorry guys but there will be no killing Myles. OK? I think it would only be fair to let Shahero do that don't you? So a word with my wonderful reviewers:
Kiara-anime goddess- Don't worry Shahero will in time kill him. I can guarantee that. Hope ya don't mind if I borrow your little saying, the cut off his balls and serve them as stir-fry thing. I didn't really know what to do with Killer but he's fine don't worry. I could never kill Killer, he's adorable. No you can't kill Myles. I'm 14 and I live in Canada. I'm Canadian-Italian. ^__^ Happy Reading!!
FireFox- Yeah Hans and Shahero might be a couple for a while but its gonna be a Shahero/Hitoshi fic anyway. Used to be Brent/Shahero, but I changed it. Killer's fine, don't know what to do with him yet. Happy Reading!!
Midnight-Devil- Whoa, you better be careful there. Can't have you hitting your head on the ceiling XD. Happy Reading!!
Zadien- Alright we already accomplished the fact that you're great. LoL… I think Tari will hafta come at ya with a battle axe for that. OMG!! Sorry Toby! I know Brent felt the same way, after all Diablo is his dog. I borrowed him for my fic. He was spitting fire! Muahahaha. I'm feeling fine don't worry bout me. Kyle and Colin are heeling fast and Jared is off crutches. But anger management sucks!! I swear if I didn't have Brent those other guys would have ended up in the hospital too! Ok well now I hafta face them alone but it'll be alright. They're all bastards! LoL…that's right Shane, sulk! Sulk I say! LoL…It's getting easier to write what the characters say, especially Amber cause I know you and I just think of something you would do. So it's all pie! LoL…gel…sorry bout killing Diablo but blame Myles! He did it! Happy Reading!!
Bookie1- Yeah Russia and Shahero will be great friends! They're a lot alike. Thanks for reviewing. Happy Reading!!
Blue Savage- LoL…great Kyle's gonna be all full of himself when he hears that. They're my real life buds. And yes they are all rich bastards…except Colin who is normal, not poor. Russia lives with her grandpa who is the evil Voltaire so he's obviously rich. And Shahero is rich cause her adoptive father is rich. Ok that answer your question? Happy Reading!!
Cost- Aww! Sorry! Killer's fine, he was just sulking around somewhere, she'll find him don't worry. The killing will happen later, muahahahaha bye bye Myles. I know! I love her name. Believe me I would have loved to pair Shahero with Kai, but I think Zadien would be really pissed at me. So he stays with Amber. And Shahero is based on me, and umm….read the Important message further down. Happy Reading!!
Smiley Joe- Ah ah ah, no killing Myles. And Brent is my ex-boyfriend. He was introduced in the last chappie, remember? And yeah I know it was sad, Zadien was so pissed that I killed Diablo, so was Brent since it was his dog. I borrowed him for the fic and made him Shahero's dog :D. Happy Reading!!
Important. Read if you have asked or are going to ask about Shahero's pairing- ok guys, I have had a umm…fight with Brent and I don't wanna pair Shahero with him anymore. So I'm gonna pair her with Hitoshi, also known as Jin. I'm going to stick with Hitoshi. Sound good?
Warning- sorry little kiddies, you better watch out. This chappie contains a bit of grown up material…hint, hint. Not much but some…ok so really little. I don't know why I put this here but I felt like it ok? And this fic has taken a really dark turn. And I mean REALLY dark.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. Um…I don't think there are any other characters that belong to other authoresses/authors but I wanna say that I didn't come up with the quote: "Cut off his balls and serve them as stir-fry." I just changed it around a bit for my fic. That quote belongs to Kiara, or that's what she says her name is.
Chapter 7: Break Myself
Shahero's eyes slowly fluttered open. She lay there groggily for a few minutes before reality hit her like a load of bricks. Her eyes snapped wide open and she bolted up into a sitting position. She immediately regretted moving so fast as pain cursed through her body, especially in her nether regions. Shahero frowned and winced as her lips were swollen from kissing. She was confused.
Her blue eyes scanned the room, a troubled expression embedded on her face. The walls were red and the floor was covered with black carpet. Really expensive looking furniture decorated the room. It had an entertainment center, complete with a large screen TV, DVD, VHS, Playstation 1 and 2, Nintendo 64, X-Box, and Game Cube, a whole shelf full of games, DVD's, videos, and CD's, and a huge, surround sound stereo system. She ran her hands along the sheets in her lap. They were black silk.
There was a movement beside Shahero and her head snapped to the direction of the sound. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers. For lying there, propped up on one elbow and studying her with lust filled eyes, was Myles. He smirked at her bewildered expression.
"Good morning baby." He said, reaching out a hand to brush her bangs away from her eyes. She jerked back at his touch and growled.
"Don't touch me." She hissed, her blue eyes darkening in anger. Myles frowned and grabbed her arm. She screamed and tried to pry her arm from his iron grip. He lay down on his back and pulled her on top of him. She struggled hard and kneed him in the groin. Her eyes widened more as she noticed he was naked. He hissed with pain and Shahero was able to get off him but he wouldn't let go of her arm. She stared down at herself. She was naked too. She gasped and grabbed some sheets to wrap around herself. He chuckled at her, his voice strained from pain.
"It's not like it's anything I haven't seen already." She scowled deeply and stared at him with a cool gaze.
"You bastard." She hissed. She tried to pull her arm away again but he gripped it tighter, tight enough to bruise. His patience was growing thin. He pulled her to him again and ripped the sheets away from her. She screamed but her screams became muffled by his lips crushing down on her own in a harsh, demanding kiss. She pounded her small fists on his chest. He chuckled against her lips.
"Why do you fight me?" He asked amusedly. She continued to glare at him.
"Gee, I wonder." She answered sarcastically. "Could it possibly be the small little teensy tiny fact that you killed my brother and my dog?!" She spat venomously. Myles chuckled.
"You're in for a big surprise." He whispered secretly and kissed her again.
During their kiss, a teenager with light brown hair and dark blue eyes burst through the door to the chambers.
"Myles the dude from one of those gangs came by for your…oh," He stopped as he saw Shahero and smirked. Myles broke the kiss and growled darkly, shoving Shahero behind him to hide her.
"Keep your eyes to yourself Perry."
"Sorry." Perry muttered. "I didn't know you were busy, the dude from that gang that wanted an alliance with or something is here. Wanted to see you as soon as possible. Just wanted to let ya know."
"I'll be down in a minute." Perry nodded and left. Myles turned back to Shahero. "There are some clothes in that closet," He said pointing to a walk in closet at the far end of the room. "Dress quickly. I'll send someone to collect you and bring you to meet somebody." With that he pulled on some clothes and walked out.
"Asshole!" She screamed at the shut door, hoping he heard her. She huffed and stomped over to the closet. Opening it and searching through all the clothes she screamed in frustration. "He calls these clothes?" Her face twisted up in disgust as she held up a really short skirt that could pass as a belt, and a bikini top. "This is a bra and a belt!" She said critically, tossing the clothes behind her.
Shahero contemplated wearing his clothes. She decided to at least have a look. So she padded over to his dresser and pulled open the drawers. All of his clothes were tight and leather. Shahero hated leather. And she wasn't so sure she would want to wear his clothes. She sighed and padded back to the other closet.
She searched for hours, finding nothing she would wear. "There's no pants in this hell hole!" She shouted. She gave a frustrated scream and ran a hand through her tangled hair. "Alright girl side, come to me." She muttered as she continued searching aimlessly.
Shahero finally grabbed a skirt. It was a black and silver school girl skirt that stopped at her mid-thigh. Then she picked out a plain black top that showed her mid-drift. It had a slit down the front that went pretty low but she searched around the room and found a bunch of safety pins, which she used to pin it together. It still showed a lot of cleavage but not as much. She also added safety pins to her skirt. She pulled on a pair of black chunky boots. Searching through Myles' drawers she found a spiked bracelet to put on her left wrist and wallet chains, which she used to make a belt. Something silver caught her eye. Shahero pulled out a silver dragon. It was supposed to be attached to either a necklace or a wallet chain. She recognized it as Ricky's. He had worn it on his wallet chain whenever he went out with the gang. She clipped it onto the wallet chains around her hips. She also ripped the sleeve off one of Myles' long sleeveed black shirts and made a thumb hole. She slipped it onto her right arm as an arm sock. She searched through the now messy closet and found a black jean jacket. She ripped off the arms and the bottom so it ended above her waist. She stared at her reflection in the mirror.
"Not bad." She said with a nod. She looked at her messy hair and grabbed a brush. She pulled it back into a messy bun. Shahero found her ripped sweat pants and pulled out her cell phone, which she tucked safely in the leg of her left boot. She also found the silver charm bracelet her mom had given her and put it on her wrist. She sighed and tugged at the hem of the skirt. "I'm gonna have to have a little talk with dear Myles bout his wardrobe."
"Don't think he'd wanna have a talk bout his wardrobe." A voice said behind her. Shahero spun around with a cold glare. That boy Perry stood there, taking in her appearance. She scowled at him.
"I'm guessing you're here to 'escort' me to god knows what place." Perry just grabbed her arm and dragged her down the hall. "Hey!" Shahero cried in protest. "I have legs you know!" Perry smirked down at her.
"I noticed." She growled menacingly at him.
"Fuck off!" She hissed. He tsked at her.
"Now, now, no need to get all rude." Shahero continued to glare at him.
"Ha! You think this is rude? Then dude you got a lot to prepare for." Perry winked at her making her shudder with disgust. He dragged her through a long narrow corridor and to a locked room. It looked like one of those old dungeon doors. He unlocked it and threw her in. Shahero tried to stand up but the roof was too low so she had to kneel, sit or crawl, not a very great thing to do in a skirt. She turned to the door to find it closed. She crawled over to it and tried the knob. It was locked.
"Damnit." Shahero hissed and punched the door. She heard the sound of chains rattling behind her and she turned around. She was met with a familiar onyx gaze. Her eyes brightened and she squealed. "Ricky!" She squealed again and quickly crawled over to him. She pounced on him and the two toppled down with her lying on top of him. She hugged him.
"Shahero!" Ricky said, surprise etched on his handsome features. It was hard to see him in the dark room but Shahero could make out his figure.
He was super thin; compliments to the lack of food and water he got. He was dirty; mud was smeared all over his body along with dust and dried blood. His usually unruly hair had grown and was pulled back roughly into a ponytail with a piece of ripped material. But some strands still fell in his face and stuck out. His clothing was tattered and ripped and he had livid bruises and gashes that were scabbing. There were shackles around his wrists and ankles. They were chained to the brick wall behind him, restricting his movement.
Shahero's blue eyes clouded with emotion. "Ricky I thought you were dead! Why didn't ya come find me? What are you doin here? How long have you been here? Are you ok? What happened? Why…" Ricky placed a finger on her lips to quiet her.
"Whoa! So many questions! I'm not dead; obviously, I couldn't come find you cause I've been held hostage here for all these years. They want me to join their gang but I won't." He frowned and sat up.
"What are you doin here?" He asked seriously. Shahero shrugged.
"I have no idea. Myles drugged me and I woke up here. He's like obsessed or somethin. Real freaky." Ricky put his hands on her shoulders.
"Did he touch you?" He asked with a growl. Shahero rolled her eyes.
"Che, yeah!" Ricky's eyes darkened.
"Where?" He hissed.
"Um," The truth of her in the bedroom slithered in like a snake and Shahero paled. "He raped me." She whispered. Ricky stared at her in disbelief.
"Wha?" He questioned stupidly. Shahero broke down into tears. Ricky's eyes softened and he held his little sister close. He rubbed small circles on her back and whispered soothing words into her ear. Even if he was filled with fury, he kept it inside to keep her calm. When her sobs ceased and she started to pull away, he just pulled her closer.
"You know what we'll do? We'll cut off his balls." Ricky said with a chuckle.
"And serve them as stir-fry!" Shahero added.
"Feh, I'd shove them down his throat." Ricky shrugged. There was silence, a comfortable silence.
"You liked to sing." He said suddenly. Shahero's forehead creased.
"Huh?" Ricky chuckled and Shahero could feel the shaking of his chest.
"When you were young, you would always sing to calm yourself." Shahero's face relaxed as she caught on to what he was saying.
"Yeah." She said quietly. "I still do that."
"Sing." He commanded gently. Shahero snorted and hit his chest.
"Would it kill ya to ask?"
"Uh huh."
"Oh, well excuse me for puttin your life in jeopardy." She snapped.
"Whoa, whoa." He said, putting his hands up in mock surrender. "I surrender, please spare my life!" Shahero cackled evilly and rubbed her hands together. "Alright! I'll ask. But if I die, I'll kill you." Shahero laughed.
"How ya gonna kill me if you're already dead?"
"My spirit will come back and haunt you."
"Oh yeah, you're so gonna haunt me. You're makin my life a livin hell right now." Shahero said sarcastically.
"I'm so proud." Ricky replied with a cheeky grin. He winced as his split lip started to bleed again. He hadn't smiled in years. Shahero rolled her eyes. Ricky looked at his sister. She had changed a lot, obviously. His eyes wandered over her and stopped to stare at the dragon hanging from her belt.
"What are you doin with this?" He asked in surprise, holding the dragon. Shahero stared at the dragon.
"It's so cool Ricky! I noticed it was like yours and I took it. Is it yours?" Ricky nodded.
"You can't have that." He said sternly. Shahero pouted and snatched the dragon back, hugging it.
"And why the hell not?" Ricky growled at the stubborn girl.
"Cause! If Blood Eyes finds ya with it he'll kill ya!" Shahero crossed her arms over her chest.
"I'd like to see him try." She huffed arrogantly. Ricky's eyes narrowed.
"Shahero!"
"No." She hissed defiantly.
"God! You're so fuckin stubborn!" He shouted angrily, threw his back against the hard brick wall and crossed his arms over his chest tightly, eyes blazing. Shahero eyed him with concern. Ricky was muttering angry words and curses.
They went into a lapse of silence. Shahero fiddled with the dragon and Ricky banged his head lightly against the wall.
"Can ya sing something?" Ricky broke the silence. Shahero just nodded.
"I'm on fire. And the day is feeling hopeless. You'd see me burning but the burnings turning smokeless. Soon I won't feel at all. No." She sang the words to Break Myself by Something Corporate softly.
"It's electric, the neon hurt inside your phone call. The layered sadness and the madness it resolves. Bringing down the walls where you found her. No.
"Well, I'm willing to break myself. To shake this hell from everything I touch. I'm willing to bleed for days my reds and grays. So you don't hurt so much."
Ricky stared at her intently while she sang. She had a great voice, and the song mirrored exactly what he would do for her. And in truth, there were high chances he would have to. He absentmindedly hummed the tune for her.
"And now I'm static. As your sky is turning purple, and gray. I'm learning that the further that I crawl, the further that I fall, is that ok? No."
Shahero could feel Ricky staring at her. She knew she had a great voice when she was singing to her full extent. Only few heard her, unless she was at a gig. She preferred not to sing.
"And you're in pieces. As your world becomes a rainstorm. You've got no shelter I'm a thousand miles away. If you survive the day. You say your leaving, you say your leaving.
"Well, I'm willing to break myself. To shake this hell from everything I touch. I'm willing to bleed for days my reds and grays. So you don't hurt so much."
Shahero glanced over her shoulder to Ricky as he started to sing with her. Shahero relaxed as the scene felt so normal. She forgot about the little argument they had. She had been really surprised. Ricky never called her names, well not seriously anyways. He would always call her brat, or kid but jokingly not serious. But now as Shahero and him sang the chorus together, it felt so natural. Like every other day they would just hang out.
"So you don't hurt so much." Shahero repeated, onyx locking with sapphire. She paused, waiting a while before she started again.
"Never again will we fire this gun. No never again you're the only one. No never again but you're already gone."
Ricky sighed and ran a hand threw this messy hair. It was so much like Dad's. They both had the same ebony hair that stuck out in many places. It would always look rough but was really soft to the touch. He remembered they would call him Goku, like Goku from Dragonball Z because Goku's hair and his hair looked so much alike.
Shahero, wanting to put what had been said between them behind, offered Ricky a small smile. Ricky returned it happily and moved to sit as close to her as he could. His shackles restrained him. So instead Shahero shifted back and pulled herself into his lap.
"I'm willing to break myself. I'm not afraid. I'm willing to break myself. I'm not afraid. I'm willing to break myself. I'm not afraid.
"Well, I'm willing to break myself. To shake this hell from everything I touch. I'm willing to bleed for days my reds and grays. So you don't hurt so much."
They sang together again.
"So much. So much. So much. So much."
She finished and just hummed a little for the ending. Ricky sighed again. Shahero chuckled.
"What?"
"You sigh a lot."
"So?" Shahero just chuckled again and snuggled up to Ricky.
"I missed you." Shahero murmured.
"Me too." Ricky murmured back.
"What am I doin here?" Shahero asked.
"I don't know Coors, I don't know." Ricky was the second person who called her Coors. He made it up.
When mom used to go visit her friend, Mrs. Sharon Foden she had dragged her two children along too. When Ricky had seen how much Jared, Brent, Colin, Kyle, and Shahero were together, he named them The Beers. Jared was Molson, Brent was Budweiser, Colin was Corona, Kyle was Labatt Blue, and Shahero was Coors. They had all loved the name then. When Shahero had lived at Brent's for two months after she shot Eoin, they had all stopped calling each other that. All Except Brent. He still called her Coors. Shahero didn't mind, it was really funny actually.
"Aw, isn't that sweet." A voice sneered from the door. Both Kaeto's sent cold glares to the owner of the voice. Myles. Shahero shuddered as his eyes ran over her. Ricky wrapped his arms around her, as if to hide her from Myles' lust filled gaze.
"Keep your eyes to yourself." Ricky hissed, holding Shahero tighter. Myles stared at Ricky coldly.
"I'll deal with you later." Myles opened the door and strode in purposefully, bending low so his head didn't hit the ceiling. "Come here." He said to Shahero. Shahero spit at the floor near his feet.
"As if!" Myles growled and moved to grab her arm but Ricky was faster, quickly shifting out of the way he kicked Myles in the shin. Ricky took Shahero out of his lap and sat her on the cold floor. He crouched so his head wouldn't hit the ceiling and he growled dangerously at Myles who returned the growl.
"Don't you dare touch her Blood Eyes." Blood Eyes was what Shahero guessed was Myles' gang name. Ricky's was Silver Dragon. She had liked that name.
"I don't have time for this." Myles replied rudely. He turned to the door. "Perry, get the girl and bring her to the club." Myles didn't miss the warning look Ricky shot Perry and smirked. "If she gives you any trouble feel free to punish her." He added slyly.
Perry smirked and nodded eagerly. He looked to be around a year or two older then Shahero herself. He was probably a new boy. Perry got on his knees and moved toward Shahero. He didn't make it far as Ricky's fist smashed into his face. Perry collapsed with a cry of pain. Myles growled and grabbed Ricky.
"Get her." He said sternly to Perry. Perry quickly climbed to his knees and dragged a kicking and screaming Shahero out the door.
Shahero was thrown into the back of a van. All eyes fell on her, making her shift uncomfortably.
"So this is the little spit fire Blood Eyes has kidnapped." One man said, eyeing her with little interest. "Don't look like much to me." Shahero growled and picked herself up, staring defiantly at each person present. She turned on her heel and pounded on the door of the van.
"Lemme out!" She screeched as loud as she could. "Get me the hell outta here!" She was successfully making dents in the thin metal of the van's back door. Shahero screamed as someone grabbed her hips and threw her over their shoulder.
"Blood Eyes said we can have a little fun with her. A.k.a punishment for being a bad girl." Perry's familiar voice said from the passenger seat, laughing evilly. Many joined with the laughter and Shahero was thrown on the ground. Two hands grabbed fistfuls of her shirt and she screamed again, wigging underneath the weight of the person on top of her.
"And no ripping her clothes!" Perry added. A few groans were heard but the stopped quickly as each man watched, waiting impatiently to have their turn at her. Evil laughter filled Shahero's ears and her senses were overridden with pain as the man on top pounded in and out of her hard. She screamed. So much pain. Shahero's vision soon grew blurry as the pain became too much for her to bear. Soon she was engulfed in a deep, dark hole of blackness.
~O~
Shahero slowly emerged from the darkness and she immediately felt pain. They had used a knife. They cut her left arm, leaving a long gash. They had cut her thighs, her hips, her stomach, her breasts, her back and her legs. She lay in a pool of her own blood and she felt nauseous. She tried to sit up but there was a big bulk on top of her that wouldn't let her.
Giving a scream of pain, Shahero pushed the heavy man off her body allowing the blood to flow through her body again. She was tempted to stay there, bleed to death and end the fucked up life she had been born into. But a picture of Ricky made its way into her head and she forced herself to sit up. Ricky was alive and she had to stay alive. For Ricky. If meaning this were what she had to deal with everyday then she would do it. As long as Ricky was safe, and he was alive then she would do it. For him.
Shahero looked down at her lap as something white and fluffy was thrown there. She picked it up. A towel. She glanced up at Perry with blue eyes, glazed with pain and quickly used the towel to wipe herself.
When the only thing left on her was dried blood that wouldn't come off, Perry threw her another towel. Only this one was wet and she used it to wipe away the dried blood. She couldn't reach her back so just left it and handed Perry the towels back. Perry took them and walked over to her. Shahero shifted away from his touch but he placed a hand on her back and started to wipe off all the blood gently. Shahero sat there rigidly, waiting for him to finish.
He sat up and gave her her clothes. She took them and pulled them on. She fiddled with the dragon hanging on her belt. Two really big men each grabbed one of Shahero's arms and dragged her out.
Shahero stared at the huge building. The words 'Scorpions' were written on in bright red letters. A hand grabbed her waist and she was thrown over broad shoulders. Shahero kicked and screamed and her fists pounded into the man's back. He just grunted and growled in annoyance.
"Shutup whore." He said gruffly. Shahero pushed herself up a bit so her mouth could reach his ear. Then she screamed as loud as she could. The guy jumped from surprise and she fell to the ground. "Fucking bitch!" The guy howled. He grabbed her in a bruising hold and raised his hand to hit her. Shahero braced herself for the hit and shut her eyes tightly.
Suddenly there was a stinging pain on her right cheek and she was thrown to the ground. Shahero's hand flew to her cheek and winced from the pain. There would definitely be a bruise.
There was an enraged howl before the man who had just slapped her was on the ground beside her and kicks were being slammed into his side. Shahero watched as Myles stopped kicking the man and crouched down in front of her to examine the slap. Shahero cringed at his touch and slid away. Myles' scowl turned into a deep frown as his eyes ran over every part of her body, making her shift uncomfortable.
"Where did you get those?" He asked, pointing to each of the cuts and gashes he could see. Shahero huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.
"I dunno, why don't ya ask your men?" She sneered with disgust. Myles growled and his eyes flashed with anger. He stomped over to the door where many of the gang members stood, waiting to get in.
"I said punish her not ruin her!" Shahero heard Myles bark as she stood on shaky legs. No one was around watching her. She could escape. She started to run. 'But what bout Ricky?' a voice in her head asked, making her skid to a halt. What about Ricky? How could she be so selfish! She couldn't run away and leave Ricky here to suffer! She had to save him too. So with that last thought she stiffly walked over to the line and stood beside Myles who was having a fit.
~O~
Three days. Shahero had been in this hell for three fucking days. She saw so much blood, so much pain, and so much hate. They would torture Ricky, try to force him into joining their gang, and she would be forced to watch; driven to the verge of tears. She didn't know why they wanted him so bad anyway. Ricky's eyes had seemed so dull the first time Shahero had seen him. Now they sparkled to life, with determination. Determination to keep her alive. And it made Shahero feel guilty.
They went to the club every night. But tonight seemed different. Everyone looked cautious. And it made Shahero curious. They had been there for hours and it was starting to get boring. Once again Shahero was forced to wear a slutty outfit. She hated them but Myles threatened to torture Ricky some more if she didn't wear them.
Shahero fidgeted a lot and was constantly tugging at the hem of the skirt. It didn't help that Myles' hand kept running up her thigh and she couldn't do a thing about it. It was starting to piss her off how they would use Ricky to blackmail her, and she said it more then once. Myles still didn't notice the dragon that she had hanging off her belt. He would always allow her to add her own little accessories to it even though he was less then pleased to see that she ripped his clothes. Not like she gave a shit.
Shahero was roughly thrown back into reality by the piercing sound of a gunshot. Shahero's eyes snapped in the direction of what would be a huge window. It was shattered to a billion sharp pieces. Screams echoed in her mind and she stood up, pushing past people she walked slowly over to the window. Myles screamed at her to come back but his screams came to deaf ears. She stared down at the ground situated five stories below her.
There were men and a few women standing there, all held a weapon and all had the same symbol – a dragon. It was the same silver dragon that she had hanging on her belt. Her mouth twitched up into a small smile. Could they have come to save Ricky? And if they have, why didn't they come earlier? Questions swam through her mind. She took a step back as a grappling hook came up to get caught on the windowsill. The gang members started to climb the ropes attached to the hooks.
Shahero was grabbed roughly by the hips and thrown over a shoulder. She kicked and screamed and pounded her fists as hard as she could into the man's back.
"Shahero!" Ricky screamed behind her. Shahero froze. Ricky? There was a lot of commotion going on around her but she heard Ricky's cries of effort and she wondered what was going on. Shahero used her elbow to hit the guy in the temple, knocking him out cold. She pushed herself from his form as he started to fall forward and landed gracefully on the ground in front of his fallen form. She recognized it as Myles. Her mouth was set into a tight, straight line of determination and she turned around as an icy look settled into her eyes to fix anything, or anyone she stared at with a piercing icy cold stare.
Ricky was being held by one man while the other one punched and kicked him. Ricky's head was bowed and blood dripped from his mouth as he grunted after each blow was delivered. Cowards. Shahero ran to his aid and kicked the man who was punching Ricky in the side. Ricky, finally given a chance to react, grabbed one of the man's arms that held him back and pulled him over his head to land unceremoniously on the floor at his feet. Ricky backed off and waited for the man to get up. When he did, he charged at Ricky who just sidestepped him. The man ran into the wall. A dagger flew past Ricky's right ear, missing narrowly, and pierced the man's back.
Shahero smirked at Ricky. She was about to run over to him but was stopped short as a searing pain spread on her back. She collapsed to the floor, landing on her hands and knees panting heavily. She cried in pain as a kick was delivered into her side. There was an audible crack that guaranteed a broken rib. She saw the foot pull back to deliver another blow and braced herself for the hit. Then she saw another foot, swinging around to sweep the person kicking her off his feet. The ground vibrated as the man landed and Shahero stared up into Ricky's warm onyx eyes. She accepted his hand and pulled herself up. She winced from the pain that tore through her but tried to ignore it.
Ricky turned away from his little sister just in time to see the fist that was coming straight at his face. He blocked the blow but received another as the man's knee was brought up to connect with his gut.
Shahero wanted to run to him but was knocked off her feet again as a fist connected with her temple. Unconsciousness threatened to take her over and throw her into darkness, and she fought to stay focused. She slowly, as if in a daze, pushed herself up and faced the attacker. She pulled back her fist and punched the guy's gut. He doubled over in pain. Her vision became blurry and each breath came short as she struggled to win the battle of consciousness.
Shahero turned to Ricky and what she saw was horrifying. Ricky was lying on the floor, blood spurted from a bullet wound in his stomach. Ricky was going limp and he was very pale. Tears threatened to fall from Shahero's glassy blue eyes as she stared at Ricky. She slowly kneeled beside him, taking his huge hand in her own smaller one.
"Ricky?" Shahero called timidly. Ricky slowly opened his eyes half way to grin at her sadly.
"Sha…hero. Listen…to me. I…want you…t-to…escape this-s…hell. Go away…Far away…and…never come...back. And…" Ricky paused to take a deep yet painful breath. His words were becoming quieter and more forced and strained as he spoke. "Try…t-to…k-kill…M-My-Myles." He paused again and he stared at her lovingly. Lifting his hand to rest on her cheek. "I…l-love…y-you." He said so quietly that Shahero almost didn't hear him.
"I love you too Ricky." Shahero gripped his hand tighter and Ricky's eyes finally closed and his hand slipped away. Shahero gasped. "Ricky!" She called desperately, searching his pale face. His hand felt cold and she was scared. "Ricky! No you can't leave me! Ricky! Please don't go! I love you Ricky! Please! Don't go!" Shahero burst into tears and collapsed onto her brother's chest, her salty tears soaking his tattered shirt. Blood smeared onto her face from his wound. "Ricky." She said again, her voice hoarse from crying.
Finally she sat up. "I will kill him Ricky." She said with determination. "I promise." Shahero stood up and stared at Ricky with one last lingering stare. She sighed and turned around, her head hung low. She didn't look where she was going.
Shahero screamed as pain tore into her. She slowly sank to her knees, her hands moving to the handle of the dagger shoved into her gut. She gripped the handle and pulled it from her stomach, allowing the blood to flow freely. Her mind clouded with darkness but she still fought it, forcing herself to stand she used the dagger to stab the man in front of her.
She pulled it out and scanned the room with furious eyes. Finally a flash of silver showed her where Myles stood. Shahero ran over to him and tapped him on the shoulder.
"What?" He snapped and turned. Shahero's lips were pressed firmly together as she stabbed the dagger into his chest. Myles' eyes widened to the size of saucers and his hand moved to clutch the wound. Blood dripped from his mouth and it moved as if trying to say something, but nothing came out. He fell forward. Shahero quickly moved out of the way.
Shahero wanted to scream at him, but it wouldn't matter. He was already dead. So instead she threw the dagger into his back. "Never mess with the Kaeto's." She spat at him.
Myles lay there, blood pooled around his figure. He looked pale and cold. His silvery hair was now tipped with blood and his eyes, those horrible crimson eyes, were dull and lifeless. Shahero felt a rush of pride as she looked at what she had done, something that she had wanted to do the minute she laid eyes on him. But something nagged at the back of her mind. Guilt? Shahero just shook her head.
She slowly dragged herself along, consciousness slipping fast. Her eyelids slid shut as the battle of consciousness came to an end. She had lost. She stumbled over something and fell. She awaited the meeting with the ground.
It never came.
She had the feeling she was falling. Wind pushed past her and whipped her hair around. She heard Ricky shout. Finally she landed, but she didn't land on the hard ground. Warmth spread through her and she sighed. That was the last thing that registered in her mind before the darkness took over, drowning her in its endless depths.
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Well? What d'ya think? I warned ya, very dark turn. And no, Shahero doesn't die so don't go having a hissy fit in your review (if you review…please do) and start giving me shit about how I could kill Shahero cause believe me, if that's how ya feel about it then I will kill her. I don't want to but I will. Consider yourself warned. So please review and tell me what ya think! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!
