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The golden sun set over the glazing horizon as minutes elapsed with Christie still bounded against the enclosing barrier of steel. With every drudging and extensive seeming hour, she pulled and tugged to try and break the chain's grip, but all it did was bring an aching pain to her wrist. She became tired and weak as the constant yanking began to drain away her strength.
While breathing with great effort from exhaustion of wrestling the rusty piece of metal, Christie sighed loudly, feeling angry and embarrassed. Being chained to a fence like some kind of wild animal was the most humiliating thing that ever happened to her. She felt undeserving to have such a demeaning action executed against her.
Although Raven seemed cruel with his methods, he wasn't trying to be, which made Christie soon realize the reason for his actions. Her mind had been corroded with anger and a desire for revenge after the death of the two dearest people in her life. She had a reckless attitude that was likely to get her hurt and in trouble, possibly even killed if not careful.
Her young and unwise mentality lacked the full knowledge and skill Raven possessed. Sure, he came off as a malicious jerk, but was only being himself. If he were so cruel as she thought he wouldn't have treated her flesh wound before he took off. Thinking back to that, she was beginning to understand that he wasn't so bad after all. But worrying about how to get loose from the chain was far more important than Raven's thoughtfulness.
A moment later, Christie glanced at her wrist and noticed something she should have seen before. It appeared that Raven's chain wasn't as tight as it should be. There was enough space wide enough for her hand to slip through. She smacked her head feeling so brainless that she didn't see this earlier. Swiftly her hand slipped right out of the chain's grasp and was finally free. But now that she was released there was another problem, finding Raven.
The city was too large to easily find one single person. Wherever Raven had gone he was probably a great distance from Christie's location by now. She searched high and low for him, but to no avail. There wasn't any sign of him jumping across gaping rooftops or climbing walls and no traces of his presence in the long narrow alleyways.
After a while, Christie became tired and sat down comfortably against a wooden bench built right in front of a huge spraying fountain, pouring water into itself. Her hands placed firmly on her lap and her legs crossed easefully, she scanned her surroundings and spotted another fountain in the distance. Memories came back of her and Eddy practicing their fighting techniques near a similar structure together.
With swift kicks aiming for the tip of Eddy's sweating head, the ball of Christie's foot was soon interrupted and caught by her grandfather in the palm of his hand. He joined their sparring section and practiced with his granddaughter first, than Eddy. Christie remembered that day like it was yesterday and remembered all the fun she had laughing and goofing around.
The memories then faded away into obscurity, her mind now back in reality. The next thing she knew, loud gunshots were heard being ejected further down the streets. An alarmed Christie saw panic arise with people running fearfully in directions away from the gun blasts. She quickly darted behind a wall and peeked around to see what was causing the gunfire. A group of men carrying guns were seen unloading bullets into a parked limousine. The driver was shot dead on contact, but the backseat passenger remained unharmed for the moment. Christie, doing what she thought was right, decided to step in and put a damper on the gunmen's plans.
She jogged from building to building and stayed out of sight until they were within her reach. Once close enough, Christie spin kicked one of the gunmen across the lower jaw and elbowed another to the caps of his knees. The remaining two focused their attention away from the stationary vehicle and aimed it on Christie. Her legs going into a split, she immediately leg tripped both shooters and kicked away their weapons. Unknown to her, another gunman appeared in the distance with his crosshairs zooming in directly on her chest.