I kept to the shadows as I slunk inside the abandoned warehouse. The drab
rectangular room was filled with wooded crates, stacked one top of each
other, wobbling dangerously. The only source of light was one small
rectangular window, near the thirty foot ceiling, casting a small beam of
light over the dusty crates. I hid in one corned, surrounded by crates. I
wanted to see who had called me here before the realized I was here.
Suddenly one of the towers of crates I was hiding behind wobbled. I looked up to see the crates tip over in my direction. I watched in horror as one crate fell right above me. I shut my eyes and ducked. CRACK! I cautiously opened my eyes and looked around. I was surrounded by wooden splinters. Something had caused the crate to break before it had hit me. I inspected the remains. Had I done that?
Suddenly a cold had griped mine and pinned it to the wall. I looked up to see a face I had only heard about. A face that had arranged so much pain. A face that struck fear even into the bravest of warriors. Slade. He wore a mask hiding his face, with a single eye delicately painted on one side. I gasped, in awe of being in the presents of such evil. I could feel the cold hatred of the world radiating from his massive body. I stared at him in wonderment. He made a deep throated sound, a laugh... that had lost all feeling, except hatred. A chilling laugh.
"I'm glad you could make it Naomi," he said in a deathly calm voice. I got a hold of my senses, and glared at him.
"You're the reason!" I said suddenly, "You're the reason I had to leave my home!"
"Oh," he said coolly, "Is that what they told you?" he put his masked face close to mine, "No Naomi, you're the reason you had to leave." My insides turned cold.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice wavering.
"The Titans didn't bring you here so you could save people. They brought you here to save people from you," he stated calmly.
He griped my hand so tightly that the tips of my fingers turned white from lack of blood circulation.
"Don't you notice," He whispered softly, "The dark looks they share when you use your powers?" He tightened his grip even more, causing me to cry out in pain. "You "friends" have been lying to you. You're not a Titan, you're a prisoner."
I thought back, I do remember Raven grim face when I first help beat the H.I.V.E., but I thought she always had a grim face. But whatever Slade was hinting at couldn't be true.
"You are a liar." I whispered.
"No, your "friends" are the liars"
"NO!" I struggled to be free of his grip on my hand, and to my surprise, he didn't resist. I flew up to the small window, desperate to be free of his presents. He was crazy... dangerous crazy.
"Look in the file," a voice called from below me as I shot out the window.
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My heart pounded in my ears as I slowly opened the door to the I.R. room. They others wouldn't be back for a while, so I wasn't sure why I was sneaking around. Maybe because I was ashamed I didn't trust them. I crossed the room and opened the filing cabinet, and lifted the yellow folder Robin had snatched away from me, a from my first day in the tower. I sat cross- legged on the floor, looking at the folder with my name on it. My real name. My hand felt numb as I picked up the folder and dumped the contents on the floor.
Out fell various news paper clippings. I picked up one that was worn and yellowed with age, and looked at the date. It was from my time! It had to be more than 150 years old!
I looked at the headline: "House Fire Destroys Neighborhood, Only One Survives." I looked farther down to see a picture. A neighborhood... MY neighborhood. Only now, it was a pile of ashes. Someone had taken a yellow highlighter and highlighted a person in the picture. I looked closer. It was me, standing beside the ruins crying. I body stiffened as I looked back at the date. It was exactly two weeks and one day since I had met Robin.
That's why he wouldn't allow me to linger, not even for a day, or this would have happened. I dropped the article as if it was poisonous. No, I didn't! I couldn't... I picked up another article from the pile. Local High School Floods: 20 injurious, no deaths. I looked down to the picture to see I was highlighted once again, next to an ambulance, only this time, I wasn't alone.
A crowd of my peers were standing by the school, some were crying. I just stood there and looked confused, as Jessi stood beside me. Her hand was over her mouth as her eyes were scrunched up in tears.
I looked over the other articles; "Local Library just "vines up", "Lady swears to have seen a flying "angel.", "Flash flood totals high way". And in every picture I had been highlighted. Sometimes I was crying, other times, I just looked scared. I watched myself grow older and older as the articles spanned over the course of my life time. Then, the last clipping was an obituary... my obituary. SLAM! My head snapped up at the sound of the front door shutting. The other were home. I grabbed the articles and stuffed them back into the folder and shoved the folder back into the filling cabinet. I crept out of the I.R. room, wanting to make it back to my bedroom with out being seen.
"Naomi?" I spun around and saw Raven behind me. "I see you are... better," she said eyeing me suspiciously. Suddenly I felt the rage rise to a boil inside of me.
"Shut up!!" I spat dangerously, suddenly angrily. She had known, she had known all along and never told me!
"What?" she asked, confused by my strange behavior.
"Don't. You. Ever. Dare. Talk. To. Me. Again." I hissed one word at a time.
"Naomi? What's wrong with you?" She asked, looking a little hurt. I shoved past her, and marched straight to my room, slamming and locking the door behind me. I collapsed in my bed, feeling sick. I had done it. I had killed my loved ones; I think I am going to throw up. Suddenly I heard Robins and Ravens voices outside my door. I buried my face in my pillow, not wanting to hear what they were saying about me, but wisps of their conversation floated into my ears.
"I don't know! She just freaked-"
"Knows the file- order- to long."
"get others." Then I heard the sound on more pairs of feet outside my door.
"Naomi? May I have a sentence with you?" Stars voice asked cautiously threw the locked door. "Go away" I muttered into my pillow, knowing that they couldn't hear me.
"Listen," Cyborg said, "We just got a call from the police station. Ice has gone crazy, they say he's really pissed about something and keeps yelling about you. We really need you to come, he might listen to you."
"Oh! You need MY help!" I said my voice dripping with sarcasm, "I am SO honored! So honored in fact, I think I'll leave everything that is important to me so I can live with a bunch a bunch of liars who can take roll in being my zoo keepers!" I buried my face back into my pillow
"That's untrue!" Stars voice cried desperately from the other side of the door.
"Listen, we have to stop Ice," Robin said to the others, "Raven, stay with Naomi. The rest of us will go stop Ice."
"Its no use," I said into my pillow.
"What?" asked Beastboy. "It's no use!" I yelled raising my face from the pillow,
"He wont listen to you, I already told him I didn't give a fuck about what he dose anymore do he wont just be playing around this time."
"You talked to him?" Beastboy asked suspiciously. I didn't reply.
"I think we need to find Ice and question him first," Robin's orders to the others wavered into my room. I felt the footsteps of the others grow softer until the door to the tower shut behind them. The only sound in the tower was Ravens soft breathing in the hall outside my door. I heard a soft click as she telekinetically unlocked my door and entered my room. I felt the bed sag down as she took a seat next to me. I rolled over, refusing to face her. At first there was a long silence, and then the question burst out of me.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
She sighed, "I didn't want to hurt you. I wanted to wait until the right moment, but I guess I waited to long." I lifted my head,
"I can't believe I did all that."
"No!" she said quickly, "No, history changed when we took you to live with us, you had never done that."
"Well, it must have been true at one point," I said miserably, "Other wise those clippings-"
"You family and friends lived long and happy lives," Raven interrupted firmly, "You did nothing wrong."
"No... you did." She looked shocked,
"Naomi, please don't be angry at me. I was just trying to help-"
"Help?!? How can you call lying helping?!?" I exploded. I glared at her, "How can I trust you anymore? What else are you keeping from me? Do I grow up to be an ax murderer? Oh, or better yet, maybe in a few years I'll just lose my mind and kill babies for a hobby. I need you to tell me, since you are so very superior to me!!!"
"Naomi!" She yelled back, getting angry as well, "How can you say that?!? Were your friends!!"
"No... you're not," I whispered. Ravens mouth dropped. Her eyes when wide in pain, she lost control of her powers and my window shattered. I couldn't believe I just said that. Just then her communicator went off.
"Fuck," she muttered and flipped it open.
"Raven! We really need back up girl! Ice has gone fucking ballistic and has turned downtown into a freezer! What did Naomi say to him?!?! He's as mad as hell!!"
"I'll be right there," she replied. She stood up, "You coming?" I turned my back to her.
"Fine, you're right then. You're not our friend. Pack up your shit, you're out." I gasped in shock. I bolted to my feet, but she had disappeared into thin air.
"FINE!!" I yelled grabbing a small backpack of mine.
"Fucking fine!" I screamed to no one. I had accumulated a lot of stuff over my time with the Titans, but I only shoved the necessities in my backpack. Then I changed out of my uniform, and changed into tight jeans and a white tank top and sneakers. I furiously ripped the pigtail ties out of my hair, ripping out some of my hair as well. I threw my uniform and my Titans communicator onto my messy bed.
I was just about to storm out of there when something caught my eye. I reached out to my dresser and picked up a framed picture. It was from our day at the water park. I was in a bikini sitting on Cys shoulder as Star hugged me in mid air. Raven lay coolly on a beach towel, reading a book while Robin and Beastboy arm wrestled. Beastboy was losing badly, but they looked up and smiled for the camera. We all looked so happy. I gently picked up the picture and placed it in my backpack, delicately folding it into on of my soft shirts.
And with that, I wrenched open my window and sailed out of the tower.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* My heart felt sick as I crammed happy thoughts in my head to stay in the air. I glided over the city, having no idea where to go. I couldn't return to my own time, history would be altered back to the nightmare in the news clippings
Suddenly a blast of cold air hit my body. I looked down to see the cause of it, the entire down town area was a frozen wasteland. And the icy streets were completely abandoned, except for one tiny movement below. I dropped down to the ground and skidded and slipped to where I had seen the brief movement. Ice.
He was sitting on a halve concrete wall surrounding a small elevated garden, but the flowers dropped with the weight of icicles that were formed on their petals. He was sitting unconcernedly, smoking a cigarette, looking content with himself. "Ice!" I called to him. He turned around and let a stream of black smoke escape from his mouth.
"Oh, it is only de little girl." Then he turned his back to me again, and continued smoking. "Ice!" I repeated, getting frustrated.
"Fight is over, sorry little girl. You will have t' play wid Ice anoter time." He smirked. I stood in front of him with my arms crossed.
"If the fight is over, why aren't you in jail?" I asked suspiciously.
"Just because de fight is over, don mean de Titans win," he said simply.
"What? Where are they?!?" He took a long drag from his cigarette, ignoring me.
"Tell me!!" I cried grabbing his shoulders and putting my face close to his. "Where are they?" He didn't reply, but blew his smoke in my face. Oh god. He wasn't going to tell me. I dropped my backpack to the ground and sat beside him on the cold concrete wall. I drew my knees up to my chest and buried my face in my hands. I felt Ice stroke my hair with one hand, lowering it with each stroke. Soon he was rubbing my lower back.
"Whatever you're doing, stop." I mumbled. But this only encouraged him, because then he started running the tips of his fingers in the crease of my back. I lifted my head to stare at him.
"You want t' know where your friends b'?" My facial expression changed,
"Yes!" I exclaimed, sounding a little more hopeful than I meant to.
"Wait," he said looking down to my backpack, "you b' runnin' away cher? Icy wouldn't b' doin' dat if he b' you."
"Skip it! Where are my friends?!"
"What dose Icy get in return?" I glared at him,
"What do you want?" I asked throw gritted teeth.
"Hmmm," he said thoughtfully as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me up on his lap.
"Hmmm... What t' ask for?" I grew impatient and wiggled off his lap,
"Just pick!" I fell off him and landed on the ground.
"Oww," I moaned rubbing my butt. Ice laughed and helped me to my feet.
"Icy can tink of a couple of tings, but being a Monsieur of mon standards, I will only request the pleasure of your accompaniment to one of de local clubs."
"Is that like a date or something," I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"Oui."
"But we're not old enough to go to clubs," I said as if I was talking to a preschooler.
"Dats why we b' sneaking in," he replied rolling his eyes, "Sacrebleu! I tought dat one of de Titans would b' smarter dan dis!"
"Shut up. Now, what about my friends?" I demanded He took one final drag and flicked the cigarette to the ground. It sizzled as the red hot tip met the chilled ground.
"Ice know dat little girl not b' showin' up t' dis fight, so Ice made arrangements with Slade." He said unconcernedly. No!
"Where are they?" I demanded desperately.
"Ah! Ice agree to tell little girl what happened to friends! Not where dey are!"
Fine! I'll just use my... oh god no. If I still had my communicator, Id be able to locate my friends, but I left it back at the tower! Ice was my only chance!
"Tell me!" I cried pushing him.
"Oh goodie! Do we get t' fight?" he asked hopefully. No... that would take to long. I had to know now.
"Look, if you tell me where my friends are, I won't turn you into the police, ok?" He looked slightly disappointed that we weren't going to fight, but my deal was just too tempting.
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Suddenly one of the towers of crates I was hiding behind wobbled. I looked up to see the crates tip over in my direction. I watched in horror as one crate fell right above me. I shut my eyes and ducked. CRACK! I cautiously opened my eyes and looked around. I was surrounded by wooden splinters. Something had caused the crate to break before it had hit me. I inspected the remains. Had I done that?
Suddenly a cold had griped mine and pinned it to the wall. I looked up to see a face I had only heard about. A face that had arranged so much pain. A face that struck fear even into the bravest of warriors. Slade. He wore a mask hiding his face, with a single eye delicately painted on one side. I gasped, in awe of being in the presents of such evil. I could feel the cold hatred of the world radiating from his massive body. I stared at him in wonderment. He made a deep throated sound, a laugh... that had lost all feeling, except hatred. A chilling laugh.
"I'm glad you could make it Naomi," he said in a deathly calm voice. I got a hold of my senses, and glared at him.
"You're the reason!" I said suddenly, "You're the reason I had to leave my home!"
"Oh," he said coolly, "Is that what they told you?" he put his masked face close to mine, "No Naomi, you're the reason you had to leave." My insides turned cold.
"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice wavering.
"The Titans didn't bring you here so you could save people. They brought you here to save people from you," he stated calmly.
He griped my hand so tightly that the tips of my fingers turned white from lack of blood circulation.
"Don't you notice," He whispered softly, "The dark looks they share when you use your powers?" He tightened his grip even more, causing me to cry out in pain. "You "friends" have been lying to you. You're not a Titan, you're a prisoner."
I thought back, I do remember Raven grim face when I first help beat the H.I.V.E., but I thought she always had a grim face. But whatever Slade was hinting at couldn't be true.
"You are a liar." I whispered.
"No, your "friends" are the liars"
"NO!" I struggled to be free of his grip on my hand, and to my surprise, he didn't resist. I flew up to the small window, desperate to be free of his presents. He was crazy... dangerous crazy.
"Look in the file," a voice called from below me as I shot out the window.
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My heart pounded in my ears as I slowly opened the door to the I.R. room. They others wouldn't be back for a while, so I wasn't sure why I was sneaking around. Maybe because I was ashamed I didn't trust them. I crossed the room and opened the filing cabinet, and lifted the yellow folder Robin had snatched away from me, a from my first day in the tower. I sat cross- legged on the floor, looking at the folder with my name on it. My real name. My hand felt numb as I picked up the folder and dumped the contents on the floor.
Out fell various news paper clippings. I picked up one that was worn and yellowed with age, and looked at the date. It was from my time! It had to be more than 150 years old!
I looked at the headline: "House Fire Destroys Neighborhood, Only One Survives." I looked farther down to see a picture. A neighborhood... MY neighborhood. Only now, it was a pile of ashes. Someone had taken a yellow highlighter and highlighted a person in the picture. I looked closer. It was me, standing beside the ruins crying. I body stiffened as I looked back at the date. It was exactly two weeks and one day since I had met Robin.
That's why he wouldn't allow me to linger, not even for a day, or this would have happened. I dropped the article as if it was poisonous. No, I didn't! I couldn't... I picked up another article from the pile. Local High School Floods: 20 injurious, no deaths. I looked down to the picture to see I was highlighted once again, next to an ambulance, only this time, I wasn't alone.
A crowd of my peers were standing by the school, some were crying. I just stood there and looked confused, as Jessi stood beside me. Her hand was over her mouth as her eyes were scrunched up in tears.
I looked over the other articles; "Local Library just "vines up", "Lady swears to have seen a flying "angel.", "Flash flood totals high way". And in every picture I had been highlighted. Sometimes I was crying, other times, I just looked scared. I watched myself grow older and older as the articles spanned over the course of my life time. Then, the last clipping was an obituary... my obituary. SLAM! My head snapped up at the sound of the front door shutting. The other were home. I grabbed the articles and stuffed them back into the folder and shoved the folder back into the filling cabinet. I crept out of the I.R. room, wanting to make it back to my bedroom with out being seen.
"Naomi?" I spun around and saw Raven behind me. "I see you are... better," she said eyeing me suspiciously. Suddenly I felt the rage rise to a boil inside of me.
"Shut up!!" I spat dangerously, suddenly angrily. She had known, she had known all along and never told me!
"What?" she asked, confused by my strange behavior.
"Don't. You. Ever. Dare. Talk. To. Me. Again." I hissed one word at a time.
"Naomi? What's wrong with you?" She asked, looking a little hurt. I shoved past her, and marched straight to my room, slamming and locking the door behind me. I collapsed in my bed, feeling sick. I had done it. I had killed my loved ones; I think I am going to throw up. Suddenly I heard Robins and Ravens voices outside my door. I buried my face in my pillow, not wanting to hear what they were saying about me, but wisps of their conversation floated into my ears.
"I don't know! She just freaked-"
"Knows the file- order- to long."
"get others." Then I heard the sound on more pairs of feet outside my door.
"Naomi? May I have a sentence with you?" Stars voice asked cautiously threw the locked door. "Go away" I muttered into my pillow, knowing that they couldn't hear me.
"Listen," Cyborg said, "We just got a call from the police station. Ice has gone crazy, they say he's really pissed about something and keeps yelling about you. We really need you to come, he might listen to you."
"Oh! You need MY help!" I said my voice dripping with sarcasm, "I am SO honored! So honored in fact, I think I'll leave everything that is important to me so I can live with a bunch a bunch of liars who can take roll in being my zoo keepers!" I buried my face back into my pillow
"That's untrue!" Stars voice cried desperately from the other side of the door.
"Listen, we have to stop Ice," Robin said to the others, "Raven, stay with Naomi. The rest of us will go stop Ice."
"Its no use," I said into my pillow.
"What?" asked Beastboy. "It's no use!" I yelled raising my face from the pillow,
"He wont listen to you, I already told him I didn't give a fuck about what he dose anymore do he wont just be playing around this time."
"You talked to him?" Beastboy asked suspiciously. I didn't reply.
"I think we need to find Ice and question him first," Robin's orders to the others wavered into my room. I felt the footsteps of the others grow softer until the door to the tower shut behind them. The only sound in the tower was Ravens soft breathing in the hall outside my door. I heard a soft click as she telekinetically unlocked my door and entered my room. I felt the bed sag down as she took a seat next to me. I rolled over, refusing to face her. At first there was a long silence, and then the question burst out of me.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
She sighed, "I didn't want to hurt you. I wanted to wait until the right moment, but I guess I waited to long." I lifted my head,
"I can't believe I did all that."
"No!" she said quickly, "No, history changed when we took you to live with us, you had never done that."
"Well, it must have been true at one point," I said miserably, "Other wise those clippings-"
"You family and friends lived long and happy lives," Raven interrupted firmly, "You did nothing wrong."
"No... you did." She looked shocked,
"Naomi, please don't be angry at me. I was just trying to help-"
"Help?!? How can you call lying helping?!?" I exploded. I glared at her, "How can I trust you anymore? What else are you keeping from me? Do I grow up to be an ax murderer? Oh, or better yet, maybe in a few years I'll just lose my mind and kill babies for a hobby. I need you to tell me, since you are so very superior to me!!!"
"Naomi!" She yelled back, getting angry as well, "How can you say that?!? Were your friends!!"
"No... you're not," I whispered. Ravens mouth dropped. Her eyes when wide in pain, she lost control of her powers and my window shattered. I couldn't believe I just said that. Just then her communicator went off.
"Fuck," she muttered and flipped it open.
"Raven! We really need back up girl! Ice has gone fucking ballistic and has turned downtown into a freezer! What did Naomi say to him?!?! He's as mad as hell!!"
"I'll be right there," she replied. She stood up, "You coming?" I turned my back to her.
"Fine, you're right then. You're not our friend. Pack up your shit, you're out." I gasped in shock. I bolted to my feet, but she had disappeared into thin air.
"FINE!!" I yelled grabbing a small backpack of mine.
"Fucking fine!" I screamed to no one. I had accumulated a lot of stuff over my time with the Titans, but I only shoved the necessities in my backpack. Then I changed out of my uniform, and changed into tight jeans and a white tank top and sneakers. I furiously ripped the pigtail ties out of my hair, ripping out some of my hair as well. I threw my uniform and my Titans communicator onto my messy bed.
I was just about to storm out of there when something caught my eye. I reached out to my dresser and picked up a framed picture. It was from our day at the water park. I was in a bikini sitting on Cys shoulder as Star hugged me in mid air. Raven lay coolly on a beach towel, reading a book while Robin and Beastboy arm wrestled. Beastboy was losing badly, but they looked up and smiled for the camera. We all looked so happy. I gently picked up the picture and placed it in my backpack, delicately folding it into on of my soft shirts.
And with that, I wrenched open my window and sailed out of the tower.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* My heart felt sick as I crammed happy thoughts in my head to stay in the air. I glided over the city, having no idea where to go. I couldn't return to my own time, history would be altered back to the nightmare in the news clippings
Suddenly a blast of cold air hit my body. I looked down to see the cause of it, the entire down town area was a frozen wasteland. And the icy streets were completely abandoned, except for one tiny movement below. I dropped down to the ground and skidded and slipped to where I had seen the brief movement. Ice.
He was sitting on a halve concrete wall surrounding a small elevated garden, but the flowers dropped with the weight of icicles that were formed on their petals. He was sitting unconcernedly, smoking a cigarette, looking content with himself. "Ice!" I called to him. He turned around and let a stream of black smoke escape from his mouth.
"Oh, it is only de little girl." Then he turned his back to me again, and continued smoking. "Ice!" I repeated, getting frustrated.
"Fight is over, sorry little girl. You will have t' play wid Ice anoter time." He smirked. I stood in front of him with my arms crossed.
"If the fight is over, why aren't you in jail?" I asked suspiciously.
"Just because de fight is over, don mean de Titans win," he said simply.
"What? Where are they?!?" He took a long drag from his cigarette, ignoring me.
"Tell me!!" I cried grabbing his shoulders and putting my face close to his. "Where are they?" He didn't reply, but blew his smoke in my face. Oh god. He wasn't going to tell me. I dropped my backpack to the ground and sat beside him on the cold concrete wall. I drew my knees up to my chest and buried my face in my hands. I felt Ice stroke my hair with one hand, lowering it with each stroke. Soon he was rubbing my lower back.
"Whatever you're doing, stop." I mumbled. But this only encouraged him, because then he started running the tips of his fingers in the crease of my back. I lifted my head to stare at him.
"You want t' know where your friends b'?" My facial expression changed,
"Yes!" I exclaimed, sounding a little more hopeful than I meant to.
"Wait," he said looking down to my backpack, "you b' runnin' away cher? Icy wouldn't b' doin' dat if he b' you."
"Skip it! Where are my friends?!"
"What dose Icy get in return?" I glared at him,
"What do you want?" I asked throw gritted teeth.
"Hmmm," he said thoughtfully as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me up on his lap.
"Hmmm... What t' ask for?" I grew impatient and wiggled off his lap,
"Just pick!" I fell off him and landed on the ground.
"Oww," I moaned rubbing my butt. Ice laughed and helped me to my feet.
"Icy can tink of a couple of tings, but being a Monsieur of mon standards, I will only request the pleasure of your accompaniment to one of de local clubs."
"Is that like a date or something," I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"Oui."
"But we're not old enough to go to clubs," I said as if I was talking to a preschooler.
"Dats why we b' sneaking in," he replied rolling his eyes, "Sacrebleu! I tought dat one of de Titans would b' smarter dan dis!"
"Shut up. Now, what about my friends?" I demanded He took one final drag and flicked the cigarette to the ground. It sizzled as the red hot tip met the chilled ground.
"Ice know dat little girl not b' showin' up t' dis fight, so Ice made arrangements with Slade." He said unconcernedly. No!
"Where are they?" I demanded desperately.
"Ah! Ice agree to tell little girl what happened to friends! Not where dey are!"
Fine! I'll just use my... oh god no. If I still had my communicator, Id be able to locate my friends, but I left it back at the tower! Ice was my only chance!
"Tell me!" I cried pushing him.
"Oh goodie! Do we get t' fight?" he asked hopefully. No... that would take to long. I had to know now.
"Look, if you tell me where my friends are, I won't turn you into the police, ok?" He looked slightly disappointed that we weren't going to fight, but my deal was just too tempting.
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