Beyond the Shattered Glass

By Raining Dreams ("Bunny")

Whee: I get to go to my best friend's little brother's birthday party at Lazer Blaze today!! (It's a laser tag kinda thing. Very fun. They have a massive arcade and are next-door to a GREAT comic store) It's basically the same as having his sister there, though. I'm ALWAYS at their house; I honestly wont be surprised if her baby sister, Riley ( 7 months the 7th!) doesn't start calling me "Sissy" when she starts to talk XD I'm in a fair mood today; 3 day weekend, I get to see Elisha and Allison, my bestest friends in the whole big world (Well. They're only slightly above my best friends Rachel, Londyn, Max, and Brittany. But they still above the others XD) I'll shut up now and put some Abba on and write o.o;

UPDATE: Sorry this is taking so long!! I have to clean my room an' stuff. I'm on parole for the moment due to good behavior. It SHOULD be done soon (My mum is the BIGGEST neat freak ever. I have ADD. DO THE MATH.)

Beyond the Shattered Glass: File 7

She stood like that for several moments, trying to decide what to do. She didn't even have the key to his cage, nor the combination. She turned away from him, smothering the tears that had arisin in her eyes. Batting her eyes several times to relieve redness and taking deep breaths, she walked outside. "Whiskey! Gimmie the combination, key, and a gun..."

"What?" he looked up this time from the television, which was switched on sports. "What do you want that junk for, kid?" she folded her arms impatiently.

"I wish to torture him, and I can't do so unless I can open and close that infernal cage you have him in... if you have a couple rotten tomatoes or eggs handy, I could use those as well."

"I'm following you that far. What do you want the gun for?"

"I really don't appreciate all this interrogation, Whiskey. But if you must know, it's for protection. If he attacks me, I don't think I would stand a very good chance without a weapon." The man paused, deeply in thought for a moment.

"I'll give you the key for the moment, kid. Show me I can trust you, and you'll get the rest." she raised a brow, scowling.

"Take it or leave it. You tattle on us, we'll tattle on YOU. And Kudo will be our little witness." Megan frowned, snatching the key he was dangling before her. She carefully placed it in her sock, wandering into the kitchen to retrieve one of the chocolate muffins they kept. Several bottles caught her eyes and she couldn't help but smirk to herself. Stupid drunks... she grabbed a piece of bread while she was there, walking back to the room, closing the door behind her. She glanced at the time.

One thug looked to the other, shaking his head. "I woul'ent wanna be in 'is shoes. 'At kid is scary." he commented, before returning his attention to the game on the tv.

Before she went back in, however, she switched into her "play clothes". A plaid skort with a bow on one side and a white shirt with a blood red heart on the chest. She sat down with a book and started to read, choosing to just ignore his whimpers, tuning them out. She had never seen Jimmy this weak. Never.

Two hours passed, and darkness fell outside. Jimmy watched the sun go down via the window in the room. Megan walked out briefly, before returning. She walked up to the cage, banging on the bars. He'd fallen asleep.

"Jimmy..." she hissed. "Jimmy! Get up!! We have a small time frame here! MOVE." she poked him anxiously in the head. "UP." He batted his eyes blearily, staring at her dumbly.

"Whatever happened to Kudo, brat?" he mumbled, rubbing his head, making a mental note to NEVER fall asleep against metal bars again.

"Jimmy! Shut up and figure out that combination lock... I could only slip them enough to keep them out for an hour or so! They would have tasted it otherwise!" He raised up, blinking.

"What??" Megan slapped her forehead, walking to the other lock, pulling out her key from her sock and undoing the first lock.

"Jimmy. It's RACHEL, you idiot. Now figure this thing out. We don't have long and I couldn't pry it from Whiskey before I had to knock him out. Gin and Vodka will be here in under two hours, and if you aren't OUT of here, you're dead." He crawled over, eyes wide but unquestioning. He started to pick the lock, before looking at her suspiciously.

"Wait. How do I know you're Rache?"

"I'll bash your head in with my foot if you don't move it."

"... yep. It's you." he confirmed, eyes wide. The boy pressed his ear intently to the lock, twisting until he heard that tiny click. 6...23...54... CLICK. The combination lock came off, the door to Jimmy's cage swinging open. Rachel rushed out, making sure her elders were asleep, before grabbing Jimmy and staring off out the door.

"Rachel...what's going on here?"

"I'll explain later, Jimmy. Right now you have to get to Heavenly Suites, number 345. Knock three times quickly, wait, then knock twice more. Ai will be there." she said quickly, rushing down the sidewalk, checking her watch every two minutes.

"Jimmy, see this ditch here?" she said finally. "Follow it. It will lead you to the hotel. Stay with Ai... tell her if I'm not there in 20 minutes to move to the next safe spot." he blinked, starting down.

"345, right? Where are you going?"

"I'm going to be your distraction." she muttered, starting off quickly. "Move it or lose it, Jimmy. They'll be here soon." He nodded reluctantly, before tearing off. Rachel would be alright...right? He stumbled, dazed, down the concrete ditch for quite a ways, thinking about all that had happened. Trying to, at any rate. It was rather difficult to think clearly when you hadn't slept more than an hour in four days and were running on empty food and water wise. He eventually reached the hotel, following directions and being ushered in by a concerned Ai, who immediately fed him and gave him a tall glass of water with a multivitamin...

Meanwhile, Rachel was running along down the sidewalk, panting. She had to make this look real if Jimmy had any hope of getting away. She sprinted until her lungs felt ready to pop, then ran some more. After a while, she slowed. In all truths, she was somewhat worried. Where were they...?

Wow: That. SUCKED ;; I was rushing 'cause I only have a couple hours to write, etc. Sorry. The next one WILL be better. And trust me, this is NOT the end. Not just because Jimmy got away. Nu-uh.