"Ah shit, my head…"
Shadow awoke several hours later to discover that he was lying in the back seat of the Vanquish with Angel close beside him.
"Hey, how ya feelin'?" she inquired, rubbing her eyes as she emitted a loud yawn in mid sentence. As he gazed upon her mascara smeared eyes while noticing the bruises along her body and frayed cocktail dress, he thought she'd never looked so stunning.
"Couldn't be better…" he replied with a smile, his voice fading into a faint whisper.
From the driver's seat, Rouge peered back at Shadow and Angel, and in a despondent tone said, "I think we're gonna be here a while…"
Shadow lifted his head and groaned as he glanced at the dashboard, quickly discovering what the predicament was.
"Fuckin' car!!" Rouge yelled as she beat her fists on the wheel, "Anyone know where the nearest gas station is?"
"It's a short walk," responded Angel, "we could leave Shadow here while we went to go get some gas?"
"Fuck you, I'm going! With the way you almost got yourself killed last night, do you think I'm going to let you wander around alone in this part of the city?"
"You're not strong enough to walk just yet. Just stay here, and we'll be back soon, alright?"
Rouge rolled her eyes and reluctantly said, "Well, let's get goin'..."
The two girls exiting the vehicle, their footsteps echoing down the vacant alleyway as Angel contemplated on whether she should even bring up the subject that was troubling her.
"Let's clear something up…it's beyond obvious that you don't like me. And to be perfectly honest, I don't like you too much either. But, I have to get something off of my chest, and you're the only person there is to tell."
"What makes you think I'd actually give a shit?"
"Nothing…but I just need to get it out whether you care or not-"
"If it's what I think it is, I already know. You're totally in love with Shadow, it couldn't be more obvious."
Angel stopped dead in her tracks with the shock of her secret being discovered.
"Do you think it's obvious to him?" she said, her voice quivering.
"Your obviousness is subtleness when it comes to Shadow."
Angel did not say anything more as she and Rouge approached the doors to a Speedway gas station. The florescent lights above flickered as the only three people in there at the time acknowledged their presence with a glare. As Rouge neared the counter Angel flipped through the magazine rack nearby. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed the three men staring at both Rouge and herself. Rouge payed for two gallons of gas(just enough to make it home) and filled up a red jug that she had also purchased. Angel followed her down the road not realizing that they were being followed. The trio crept up behind the two girls and pinched their pressure point between their neck and shoulder causing them to pass out. They carried the girls down the road until they reached the auto in which Shadow rested. They noticed he was already heavily sleeping in the rear seat. The strongest of the three lifted him over his shoulder and the strangers proceeded to make their way toward an expensive lofty apartment complex with many polished sports cars parked in the lot. They held the bodies as they made their way up to a modern-styled penthouse. They laid them upon the white leather couches and waited for their awakening.
"Wuhh...where am I?" Angel inquired to herself as she opened her eyes to find herself in an unfamiliar place with three foreign men.
"What if we can't convince him?" A man with a raspy voice questioned his counterparts.
"Yeah, What den boy?" An accented tone ,that seemed to have been acquired in the developmental projects of the city, responded. "You ain't got no back-up plan do ya?" their sole female roommate seemed to need a bit of an attitude adjustment.
" Kala, you stay out of this" Another man ordered.
"I'm as much a part of dis as all ya'll boys, just 'cuz I ain't no kidnapper don't mean I ain't got no opinion!" Angel could envision her placing her dark hands on her hips and bobbing her head at them. She could actually pretty much imagine what each of the three people would probably look like but none as vividly as Kala. She thought her to be of a caramel complexion with flowing raven hair that must have taken several styling products to be calmed. She would be wearing a tight small T-shirt and suffocating low-rise jeans paired with perfectly matching 6-inch stilettos. Just her voice gave her away.
"Would you stop fighting I think the girl hedgehog is awake." A new voice added to the conversation. Angel could sense them nearing the sofa where she rested. She dared to open her eyes and saw a short stocky man looking down at her. " Don't look so afraid we're not going to hurt you."
"Lemme getta good look at 'er" Kala joined him and what Angel saw came as quite a surprise. Kala was an averaged height, thin, peach complected girl with bright blue eyes. Her hair was braided into several small corn-rows each ended with colorful wooden beads. Her clothing was as suspected but slightly more embellished. Her microscopic T-shirt had the word Fetish written in typic baseball uniform font, colored as a pastel pink. She was practically the opposite of what one would imagine.
"Stop suffocating her wouldcha?" A tall weighty male approached them and pulled them away by their collars. "We don't need her right now focus on this big guy over here". They walked over to Shadow and shook him awake.
"What the fuck?!?!" Shadow shot up immediately and examined his surroundings. "Who are you where's Angel.. I mean.. my friends? What did you do with them? What do you want with us you jackasses?" they sat beside him and a large muscular guy entered the room and held his hand over Shadows' mouth and in response Shadow reached out and punched him in the nutsack.
"Calm down, don't make us have to put another bullet in you" The man said without even so much as a flinch of pain.
"So how ya feelin' hunny?" Kala asked as she began to clean and bandage Shadow's wounds.
Shadow bit the mans hand and he released his grasp over Shadow's mouth "Who the fuck are you calling hunny?"
"You boy, is you hard of hearin'?" Kala said with a shake of her head "It's all good doe I know you ain't to sane right about now" he looked at her surprised at her boldness toward a guy such as himself. "Boy Wutchu? Lookin' at me like you think I done lost my mind. It's cool doe ain't no thang but a chicken wang"
Shadow cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrow in sheer and utter confusion. "What the fuck are you saying?" He questioned her slowly and carefully so as not to set off another one of her fits of slang and "ghetto talk".
"Would you two pay attention. This is the way it's gonna be," The tall hefty man pulled a chrome pistol out of his belt and pointed it at Shadow's forehead " You either accept our offer or we put lead in your head take your pick"
"Try me" Shadow replied cool, calm, and totally unintimidated.
Sara wrote a lot of this chapter in case you were wondering why it's so different than all the other ones and oh yeah Kala is her!
Shadow awoke several hours later to discover that he was lying in the back seat of the Vanquish with Angel close beside him.
"Hey, how ya feelin'?" she inquired, rubbing her eyes as she emitted a loud yawn in mid sentence. As he gazed upon her mascara smeared eyes while noticing the bruises along her body and frayed cocktail dress, he thought she'd never looked so stunning.
"Couldn't be better…" he replied with a smile, his voice fading into a faint whisper.
From the driver's seat, Rouge peered back at Shadow and Angel, and in a despondent tone said, "I think we're gonna be here a while…"
Shadow lifted his head and groaned as he glanced at the dashboard, quickly discovering what the predicament was.
"Fuckin' car!!" Rouge yelled as she beat her fists on the wheel, "Anyone know where the nearest gas station is?"
"It's a short walk," responded Angel, "we could leave Shadow here while we went to go get some gas?"
"Fuck you, I'm going! With the way you almost got yourself killed last night, do you think I'm going to let you wander around alone in this part of the city?"
"You're not strong enough to walk just yet. Just stay here, and we'll be back soon, alright?"
Rouge rolled her eyes and reluctantly said, "Well, let's get goin'..."
The two girls exiting the vehicle, their footsteps echoing down the vacant alleyway as Angel contemplated on whether she should even bring up the subject that was troubling her.
"Let's clear something up…it's beyond obvious that you don't like me. And to be perfectly honest, I don't like you too much either. But, I have to get something off of my chest, and you're the only person there is to tell."
"What makes you think I'd actually give a shit?"
"Nothing…but I just need to get it out whether you care or not-"
"If it's what I think it is, I already know. You're totally in love with Shadow, it couldn't be more obvious."
Angel stopped dead in her tracks with the shock of her secret being discovered.
"Do you think it's obvious to him?" she said, her voice quivering.
"Your obviousness is subtleness when it comes to Shadow."
Angel did not say anything more as she and Rouge approached the doors to a Speedway gas station. The florescent lights above flickered as the only three people in there at the time acknowledged their presence with a glare. As Rouge neared the counter Angel flipped through the magazine rack nearby. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed the three men staring at both Rouge and herself. Rouge payed for two gallons of gas(just enough to make it home) and filled up a red jug that she had also purchased. Angel followed her down the road not realizing that they were being followed. The trio crept up behind the two girls and pinched their pressure point between their neck and shoulder causing them to pass out. They carried the girls down the road until they reached the auto in which Shadow rested. They noticed he was already heavily sleeping in the rear seat. The strongest of the three lifted him over his shoulder and the strangers proceeded to make their way toward an expensive lofty apartment complex with many polished sports cars parked in the lot. They held the bodies as they made their way up to a modern-styled penthouse. They laid them upon the white leather couches and waited for their awakening.
"Wuhh...where am I?" Angel inquired to herself as she opened her eyes to find herself in an unfamiliar place with three foreign men.
"What if we can't convince him?" A man with a raspy voice questioned his counterparts.
"Yeah, What den boy?" An accented tone ,that seemed to have been acquired in the developmental projects of the city, responded. "You ain't got no back-up plan do ya?" their sole female roommate seemed to need a bit of an attitude adjustment.
" Kala, you stay out of this" Another man ordered.
"I'm as much a part of dis as all ya'll boys, just 'cuz I ain't no kidnapper don't mean I ain't got no opinion!" Angel could envision her placing her dark hands on her hips and bobbing her head at them. She could actually pretty much imagine what each of the three people would probably look like but none as vividly as Kala. She thought her to be of a caramel complexion with flowing raven hair that must have taken several styling products to be calmed. She would be wearing a tight small T-shirt and suffocating low-rise jeans paired with perfectly matching 6-inch stilettos. Just her voice gave her away.
"Would you stop fighting I think the girl hedgehog is awake." A new voice added to the conversation. Angel could sense them nearing the sofa where she rested. She dared to open her eyes and saw a short stocky man looking down at her. " Don't look so afraid we're not going to hurt you."
"Lemme getta good look at 'er" Kala joined him and what Angel saw came as quite a surprise. Kala was an averaged height, thin, peach complected girl with bright blue eyes. Her hair was braided into several small corn-rows each ended with colorful wooden beads. Her clothing was as suspected but slightly more embellished. Her microscopic T-shirt had the word Fetish written in typic baseball uniform font, colored as a pastel pink. She was practically the opposite of what one would imagine.
"Stop suffocating her wouldcha?" A tall weighty male approached them and pulled them away by their collars. "We don't need her right now focus on this big guy over here". They walked over to Shadow and shook him awake.
"What the fuck?!?!" Shadow shot up immediately and examined his surroundings. "Who are you where's Angel.. I mean.. my friends? What did you do with them? What do you want with us you jackasses?" they sat beside him and a large muscular guy entered the room and held his hand over Shadows' mouth and in response Shadow reached out and punched him in the nutsack.
"Calm down, don't make us have to put another bullet in you" The man said without even so much as a flinch of pain.
"So how ya feelin' hunny?" Kala asked as she began to clean and bandage Shadow's wounds.
Shadow bit the mans hand and he released his grasp over Shadow's mouth "Who the fuck are you calling hunny?"
"You boy, is you hard of hearin'?" Kala said with a shake of her head "It's all good doe I know you ain't to sane right about now" he looked at her surprised at her boldness toward a guy such as himself. "Boy Wutchu? Lookin' at me like you think I done lost my mind. It's cool doe ain't no thang but a chicken wang"
Shadow cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrow in sheer and utter confusion. "What the fuck are you saying?" He questioned her slowly and carefully so as not to set off another one of her fits of slang and "ghetto talk".
"Would you two pay attention. This is the way it's gonna be," The tall hefty man pulled a chrome pistol out of his belt and pointed it at Shadow's forehead " You either accept our offer or we put lead in your head take your pick"
"Try me" Shadow replied cool, calm, and totally unintimidated.
Sara wrote a lot of this chapter in case you were wondering why it's so different than all the other ones and oh yeah Kala is her!