I won't be ignored...
Ariel's head suddenly snapped back. How long has she been asleep? Her neck hurt and she felt an unpleasant taste in her mouth. She still had a candy in it...
The girl looked around. The taxi was driving through an absolutely deserted field.
Little girls should never go alone with big men...
Hey, forget it, she said to herself. He is a taxi driver! He is not some maniac!
How do you know that?
Ariel hated that little voice inside her head. It always told her things that she didn't want to hear.
Shut up! Stop scaring me! It's nothing!
To prove to herself she wasn't scared, she crossed her legs and turned on one of her favorite songs- Somewhere I Belong.
When this began...
See? I'm okay.
I had nothing to say...
You're sure?
Ye...
She wasn't. Because the car turned on some small road and stopped next to a small abandoned house!
Ariel instantly clutched her bag and put one hand on the door lock.
"w...w...what's happening?"
No answer.
"Seriously, I need to get to the Magestics as soon as possible!" she said, trying to sound as rude as possible. For some reason, it gave her comfort. And then, she heard that maniacs like to see you scared...MANIACS!?
"You won't be going to Magestics today, kiddo..."
He turned to Ariel, and, in one terrified second, she saw what he was holding in his hands- a rope!
"...because somebody else wants to see you."
The driver reached for her and tried grabbed her hand. She kicked at him, but he held on, and tried to pull her closer. Ariel kicked again, while her free hand tried to open the door. She hit the man in the face, he cussed and his other hand dropped the rope and grabbed her shirt. Ariel screamed "Help me! Help!", and just then realized, that there was no one to hear her. In that second the door finally opened and she fell out. Ariel just lay on the ground for a second, totally dazed, until she realized, that the driver had let go of her!
She jumped up and saw the man getting out of the car, cussing in English. Forgetting her fear, her bruises and her torn shirt, she hit the man with her bag as hard as she could and then ran like crazy. Ariel got to the road, and started running along it, hoping someone would drive by.
"HELP!"
Fortunately, Ariel was a fifteen-year-old beyblader, and the driver was a short, fattish man of about thirty five? So there was no doubt about who would run faster. But even Ariel couldn't run forever...
No...
Sound of the footsteps.
Please...
Closer.
God...
Closer.
Someone...
Closer.
Help...
Suddenly Ariel heard tires squeak, and she realized that she was focused on the sound of the footsteps, she didn't even notice the sound of the car coming up from behind her. The door snapped open and a woman shouted something in Italian at Ariel.
The girl stared at her.
"Help...", she whispered.
"Get in!", screamed the woman. Ariel jumped in and shut the door. Instantly the woman drove away, totally forgetting about the speed limit.
"Merci beacoup."
"Tu...pense...que...tu...will be okay?"
"Yes, of course. Thank you again, Annelise."
"Cet mon ...telephone number. If something happens, apple-moi! Au-revoir!"
The door closed, Ariel got one last smile from her rescuer as Annelise drove away. She turned out to be a very nice woman of about twenty-five, who lived in Rome but had relative all over the country, so she was constantly traveling. She spoke a little of French and a little of English (and a LOT of Japanese, but that wasn't much help) so she and Ariel where able to make a conversation.
Now Ariel was standing in front of the Enrique's villa. She had already changed into a spear shirt she had in her bag, brushed her hair and reapplied her makeup with some help from Annelise. It was dusk, nice cold wind was blowing from the nearby sea, but it couldn't blow away the terrible memories of today.
It was clear to her now that the man wanted to kidnap her. But why? Who wanted to "see" her? Will they try to...get her again?
Not here. The girl looked at the villa and saw a lot of security around it.
She would have to go in now and meet up with four unknown boys. They would ask, what had happened, and what would she say? Ariel didn't want anybody to know. Maybe, she could wait a few days... But then, where would she stay? And it wouldn't be polite...
She sighted and waked to the gate.
"Where is she?"
"Calm down, Johnny."
"Shut up, Robert. What time is it?"
"It's eigth o'clock."
"Great! She late by four hours!"
"Maybe it's the plane?"
"Yeah, right, Oliver! Most likely- still shopping in Rome! I told you it would be awful to have a girl on the team!"
"Why do you think that she is shopping?"
"Because all girls are like that!"
"Johnny, the only girls you know are Enrique's girlfriends."
"Yeah, there are different ones too!"
"Hey, Robert, Oliver, you've got something against my girlfriends?"
"Yes, and me too! They are blond dumb!"
"What?"
"Cut it out!"
"What you've heard!"
"I said..."
"Miss Ariel Auclair is here to see you. Should I let her come in?"
Asha: Hey, that was good!
Lirael: No it wasn't! It wasn't half as good as some stories. And English is really bad.
Cibo: Oh, as usual, it' you with all of you complexes.
Mori: Come on, people review, cause Lirael is getting depressed!
Sanakan: We safeguards will eliminate all of you who would not review!
Cibo: Oh, Sana, you are SOOO cute when you act as a safeguard!
Kamui: C...c..cute?
Mori: I don't think so!
Killy: Just shut up, all of you.
Satsuki: And who says?
Killy:............
Mori: Killy says!
Cibo: Let's go, Sanakan!
Kamui: sweatdrop
Sanakan: What? I love her!
All (except for Killy and Satsuki): sweatdrop
Asha: Hey! We are talking about the fanfic here!
Lirael: See? No one likes it...
Lan: I do!
Mori: But he hasn't read it!
Lan: I still do!