Disclaimer: Face the facts. I don't own Beyblade. And you probably don't own it either. Oh, and I don't own the song. It belongs to Natasha Bedingfield and it's called 'I'm a Bomb'.
Last time: The girls were preparing for the 'Girls Night Out' and Raven was rather reluctant. Oh, and Kai got really jealous of Mariah and Ray hugging that he stormed out of the room.
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Chapter sixteen: Girls Night Out 2: SoundwavesMariah pulled harder on Raven's arm, dragging her into 'SOUNDWAVES'. She didn't understand why Raven didn't like the loud music. What was so bad about it? Mariah had advanced White Tiger hearing, yet she didn't mind the volume of the music.
Raven was just being difficult, she gathered.
Raven shrugged Mariah off and walked into the club.
Mariah and Emily went straight to the dance floor but Raven sat at the bar and Hilary tried to start up a conversation.
"So… how are you?"
Raven gave Hilary a bored expression and ordered water.
Hilary tried again.
"You know Raven, you're the only single one out of us. Why don't I help you look out for some guys?"
"Yes, but where do I hide the bodies?" she questioned with no emotion. After thinking about it for a while, a smirk appeared on her lips.
"So… have you seen any cute guys?"
A shrug of her shoulders. She then fidgeted uncomfortably, as if the denim material of the jacket was irritating her arms. A painful expression was etched on the girl's face, but Hilary ignored it – being Hilary.
"Oh come on, you must find someone attractive!"
A glare from those chocolate brown orbs. It was funny how a warm colour like brown could make you feel so cold. Hilary supposed it depended on who owned the eyes. After all, Max had blue eyes yet he was very warm and friendly.
"Kai?"
A sharp kick from Raven hit Hilary's shin. Hilary cursed but knew that Raven had been holding back… a lot. Then again, Raven and Kai weren't exactly on the best of terms. Better to avoid mentioning his name around the blue haired 'bitch'.
"Lee?"
Raven raised her hand to hit Hilary but stopped when Hilary flinched. She then scowled and turned away from Hilary in the bar stool.
"Kenny?"
She turned back around and chocolate met ruby. Of course, chocolate won.
"Get this through your thick head, Hilary. I. Don't. Like. Males."
"No-one?"
"No-one." She repeated then turned in the stool, facing the other way.
On a brief note of insanity, Hilary pictured a little chibi version of herself, Mariah and Emily cowering in the corner as Raven laughed manically – and there were pictures of men on the walls, each skewered with arrows, beyblades, swords, battle axes, heck, even a chain saw.
Hilary sighed in defeat and went to the dance floor.
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Raven spent the entire night by the bar. She gave anyone who came close a murderous glare. Mariah tried to get her onto the dance floor but Raven claimed she did not know how to dance and she felt unwell.
Raven only drank water. Unfortunately, Mariah, Hilary and Emily got a little 'jolly' drinking a range of alcoholic drinks.
Now it was three AM. Raven was tired. The music had just been turned off and Mariah, Hilary and Emily were giggling uncontrollably at the bar.
Raven's migraine was getting worse.
"Right. That's it. It's late. We're going back to Hiwatari's place."
The three girls groaned and muttered curses about a bossy Raven ruining their fun. They reluctantly walked out of the bar.
They were walking on the sidewalk when suddenly Emily's heel broke. She tripped, bringing Hilary down with her. Mariah burst out in uncontrollable laughter and fell backwards, her butt hitting the concrete.
Raven rubbed her temples as she attempted to de-stress herself.
They all burst out laughing. That was it. She couldn't take anymore.
"FOR GOD'S SAKE! SHUT THE HELL UP!" she shouted, pulling Mariah up then Hilary and Emily.
"My ankle hurts." Emily complained.
Raven ran a hand through her hair then took off her boots and Emily's heels. Emily put on her boots and Raven walked barefoot.
"Come on. We have to find a cab."
"What's up, girlies?" a voice asked. Raven growled and turned around to see a greasy haired man walking towards them. Behind him, there were four others.
Hilary hiccupped. "Not much."
Raven watched the men warily. She might have no past and lived forever in Boris' facility but she knew what these men's intentions were.
"Back off." She growled.
"Ooh, feisty." One remarked.
"Mariah, go and get a cab."
"But…"
"Go! Or I'll tell Ray what you've been doing!"
Mariah pouted then walked away, Hilary following and Emily limping after them. Raven noticed some men made a move to follow them but she got in a fighting position.
"What you gonna do, blue? Scratch us with your nails?" the greasy haired man asked.
"No. I'm going to warn you once. Go back to the gutter you crawled out of or I'll shove a drain pipe up your arse."
"Ooh, she's a Limey." One said.
"We're so scared." Another said.
Raven cracked her knuckles.
The greasy haired man went to attack but Raven crouched, sweeping her leg under him to trip him up. The rest of them attacked.
She grabbed the first one's fist and flipped him, then kicked one back to collide into another, both falling onto the ground. Someone grabbed her neck. She brought her leg backwards, hitting him between the legs so he weakened his hold on her neck. She elbowed him in the face, feeling his nose break and blood spurting onto her elbow.
Raven suddenly froze as she felt the butt of a gun touch the back of her head. She knew she wouldn't have time to disable the gun's owner before he shot. And she wasn't too fond of having her brains blown out.
"Tut, tut, blue. You should know not to mess with your elders." It was the greasy haired man's voice.
She grit her teeth. She hated being vulnerable.
He traced his finger down one of her scars on her exposed back. Raven suddenly realised that she had lost her jacket somehow whilst fighting them.
"How did you get these, blue?"
"None of your business, you sleazy perverted bastard."
"Now, now, blue."
She was about to say something when suddenly there was a sound of metal hitting bone. The man cursed out loud and his gun dropped to the floor.
Raven turned and was about to punch the guy when she realised he was on the floor, lying at the feet of…
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Mwa ha ha! I'm so evil!
Next chapter: Girls Night Out 3: Aftermath
Quote: Peter Pan was afraid of heights; that's why he never grew taller. What about you?