Runaways

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Chapter 10: Dead End Street

It was now 11:52 pm. Most of the group were back at David's apartment, with the exception of Melody, Jade, and Violet, who had gone off in Jade'sVolkswagen Jetta to the movie theater to see a horror flick. Kuma was asleep on the couch in the living room ("When you leave, Jay," David had said, "wake him up and drag him out.") , Amy was trying to play the keyboard that Violet had left out in the living room, Darren was writing in his journal, Jay and David were talking in the study, and Jenny was looking for her purse.

"No, I told you already, I haven't seen your damn purse," yelled Amy. The long hours of staying awake were making her very irritable.

"Sorry..."

"It might be in the hallway," Jay shouted out the study door.

"Thanks. I'm going, see you tomorrow," said Jenny. Amy noticed that her purse had an odd-shaped bulge in one of its pockets. Jenny was gone before she could ask what it was.

Five minutes later, the phone rang, waking up Kuma and making him fall off the couch. Amy picked it up, trying hardnot tolaugh at him. "Hello?"

"Hi, Amy, it's me."

"Hi Mel."

"I wanted to know if you wanted to come over here... it's the Akios' house, they've got two spare beds here."

"Sure... Why are there two spare beds?"

Another phone came on the line. It was Violet. "Because one was left here by the old owners when we moved in, and the other one's from an Industrial Arts project Jade had to do last year in school."

"Oh... I'll come. And is Jade there too?" Amy asked.

"Nope, she just dropped us off and drove away somewhere."

"Okay... bye," She hung up.

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Jeremy Holtz was more cautious than the other leaders of the drug empire had been. When King had been murdered, Holtz had hired five security guards, three at the main door to the apartment, two at the emergency exit. He had also hired one of the most secretive,as well as legendary, contract killers of the underworld as a guard.

He was confident that the guards would be enough to keep this psycho J.A. out of his apartment, or at least give him enough time to get the hell out if they didn't.

Jeremy was a wolf, and a better planner than Richard or Lewis had been. Right now, he was watching the news, seeing if any reporter was doing a story on the empire. The media had the tendency to do one of the most retarded things imaginable, and actually give all the most important details to anything the police were investigating. Holtz had long known that the media was invaluable in telling where should be giving the most caution in working, or shut down entirely if the cops were too close.

He glanced around the room. Where the hell was the contract killer he'd hired as a guard?

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She was outside the window, balanced on the ledge, watching for any unknown people coming to the apartment complex.

Rena was twenty years old, and already well known for her ability to carry out any hit a customer wanted. She was a fox, very tall for her age, and a strange looking person by quite a few standards. Her fur, instead of reddish-orange, was yellow. Her eyes were all black except for the iris, which was a bright, cold blue. The clothes she were wearing were a navy pair of jeans, a purple sleeveless shirt with a picture of a Oriental-style dragon made of ice on it, a pair of black shoes, and two purple armbands with a small ying-yang symbol that went from her hands to halfway up her arms.

She was watching a blue car pull up to the building. She couldn't determine the make or model of the car in the darkness.

A person got out of the car. It looked like a 17-year-old vixen. Most likely J.A. Rena had her sniper rifle propped up on the side of the window. She took it, and looked back down. The figure wasn't there. Slightly disappointed, Rena climbed back through the window to tell Holtz what was coming.

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Jeremy instantly knew Rena had come in the room; the temperature in the roomdropped by around 10 degrees Celsius. Jeremy had no explanation for this, but he noticed that any part of the floor she stepped on instantly froze to ice.

"Yes?" he asked.

"You may be getting that visitor you're waiting for very soon."

Holtz knew who she meant, but he asked anyway. "And that would be?..."

"J.A."

Holtz started to get up when a loud BOOM rocked the building, making him collapse onto his sofa. "The hell..."

The guards at the front were yelling, the two from the back were running up to the front. There was gunfire, and they both saw the blood splatter on the floor, heard the other guards screaming.

"Follow me," said Rena, walking calmly to the fire exit. Jeremy followed. A bullet came straight for Rena.

She did nothing but glance at it. A thin pillar of ice shot out of the floor and caught the bullet. Holtz stared. "How-"

Rena was already at the door. "Hurry up," was all she said to her current employer. Holtz ran like hell straight out the door, down the stairs.

J.A. got to the door around seven seconds later, wiping blood off the dagger she was holding. The yellow fox, nor the wolf, were in sight. It didn't matter, though; she just jumped down the middle of the staircase, and landed right in front of Holtz. She pulled out the gun. "Hello," she said.

"Goodbye," said Rena, appearing out of nowhere. There was a dragon made of ice, identical to the one on her shirt, behind her.

Rena punched the surprised vixen in the face, sending her out over the railing, down the side of the building, out of sight. J.A. never made a sound.

Rena turned to Holtz, who looked like he might faint. "I believe that I will receive a pay raise for this?"

Jeremy was staring at the icy dragon. It was mind-bending to look at. How could this thing exist? "Uh, yeah, yeah you will."

"Good," she said. And with that, she, as well as the dragon, vanished in front of his eyes. What the hell just happened? he thought.

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Down on the ground, an unfazed J.A. picked herself up off the ground. She had just fallen 4 storeys, but was unhurt except for her bruised shoulder. She turned to leave, and saw the streetlight glaring off the side of that dragon. It breathed, not fire, but something bright blue that looked like fire, at her. She jumped to the side, the ball of frozen flames just missing her. The wall it hit was covered in spikes of ice.

The vixen shot at it with her gun, shattering its head. She bolted for her car, got in, reversed it out of the lot, and hit the gas.

The car went nowhere, tires squealing. A glance in the rearview mirror told her that the entire back end was covered in a block of ice. She went for the door. A shadow appeared at the window. It was that yellow vixen.

J.A. jumped out the other door, and ran as fast as she could toward the three other vehicles parked there.

She got into a silver GM pickup, reversed it out and shot it out of the parking lot, into the street. Looking back, she saw the yellow fox and the dragon, now back in one piece, watching her leave.

There's a new name on my list, thought the serial killer.

And that is Chapter 10. If you have any suggestions/questions, you can ask. And yes,Sly will be in the next chapter. So don't ask that.

P.S.- Another good story I want to point out; To Catch a Cop by Captain Amelia, one of the few romance stories that I didn't get bored partway through, so it must be pretty damned good.

P.P.S.- Octovarius Kaiser Scott, if you're reading this, BITE ME. Go get an education. Or a life, your choice.