THE CATCH OF THE DAY.
Angelica opened her eyes, and found herself tied to a chair; she was dressed with her usual purple pajamas, and without shoes. Her head stung a lot, but still could hear another girl moaning next to her. At her right, Kimi was opening her eyes as well; she was tied to a chair too, and had her hair moving loosely, since she, as Angelica, was caught sleeping, so had not made her hairdo. Unlike Angelica, was using regular clothes, a white top and yellow boxers shorts, since she used to sleep that way.
"Kimi? Are you okay?" A half slept Angelica asked.
"Yes... I think so. Where are we, Angelica?" Kimi replied as well.
"So, you know each other? Good. It means we chose our targets wisely." A woman with a pirate-like outfit became evident to them, standing in front of the chairs. Angelica had no idea of who was her, but Kimi snapped, losing all her grogginess, when heard her voice.
"Dirty Soul!" Kimi exclaimed. "We had been looking for you since your escape last year, you sea snake!"
"Oh, you had heard about me. I'm flattened. Of course, I should had expected that for the most prized young officer of the city, and the youngest captain ever. If I'm right, you got your current position thanks to a major arrest you made... a band of weapon dealers, if I remember right. Of course, you had the help of our mutual red friend, didn't you, dear?" LaBouche talked with faked kindness. She had no idea of Kimi's real relation with the ColoRed Chuck, but knew she worked along with him on a regular basis, making her a good target.
"It seems that fool has good taste for women... including the traitorous blonde that sent me to prison!" A voice was heard from behind Angelica, who gulped when recognized it. McNulty walked in front of her, making himself visible.
"Hello, Angelica. Had a good sleep?" Despite her fear, Angelica decided not giving him the pleasure to see her scared.
"Oh, yes, Timmy. I had a beautiful dream. It included you, a meat-made outfit, and a pack of hungry wolves." Angelica talked in a calmed but hate-filled voice. The rest of the criminals then appeared from behind the two girls. Kimi and Angelica finally noticed that they were in a huge room with a red rug. The walls were white and clean, so obviously they weren't in any dirty warehouse, but at someone's home. Kimi recognized immediately all the villains, because of the Police's files and her brother's stories.
"I don't get it." Kimi talked, totally puzzled. "Sneaky Saavanah... Kill-a-lot Kid...Tim Thug... The Shark... Jean Claude... All of you are supposed to be in high security's jails. What are you clowns doing here, and what's your game?" Saavanah walked next to the girls, and leaned to look at both her faces.
"Well, you see, we all have something in common. A very bad relationship with certain red-dressed guy, loved by many people, but that has a problem with naughty boys." Saavanah explained.
"Oh. Santa Claus. I get it. You all must be on his naughty list, right?" Kimi joked in a sarcastic tone, trying to cover her fear (and Angelica's) with some humor. The villains rolled their eyes, except Saavanah, who just smirked at her and continued talking.
"Is quite simple, girl. You, officer, are friend of the ColoRed Chuck, and you, blondie, according to Tim, were very grateful with that fool after he saved your neck. Obviously, the little jerk cares about both of you, and, since we are trying to catch him, need some live bait." Saavanah smiled like the cat that got the canary. Angelica and Kimi got angry looks; luckily, it seemed these guys weren't aware of their real relationship with Chuckie, or his true identity, but they were still in major danger. Angelica was especially worried because, besides the fact Tim was in front of her, she also recognized the names of the criminals from what Chuck had told about his adventures, and it seemed the kindest of them, the least he or she had done, was kicking his or her mother.
"And once he appears... let's just say is a good thing his disguise is already red, because it's gonna get even more colorful, and with some ventilation as well." Sean smiled while grabbing the front of his hat, and played with his gun using the other hand.
"And now, my dear girls..." Dirty Soul talked again in her usual calmed way, "...please, do your job, and summon him. He isn't stupid enough to come if we call him, but any other person begging for help will attract him in a second."
"Come on, ladies, you know the lines, don't you?" The Shark smiled, walking next to Kimi, who glared at him.
"Oh, and now, who will protect me?" Tim talked in a fake alarmed voice, and laughed while taking out his gun, showing it to Angelica. "Or is "help me"? Or "defend me"? Anyway, this time, I'm not going to fail, Angie. This gun has capacity for 12 bullets, and all have your hero's name on them."
"I'm not saying a thing, idiot!" Angelica snapped. "Even if I don't call him, he'll eventually appear, and kick your out-of –shape butt all the way towards the closest cell!"
"The same comes from me!" Kimi said as well, looking at LaBouche with challenging eyes. "He is a hero, and had saved as many lives as the fire department. You can do your worst, and I'm still not calling him!"
"We were expecting this lack of cooperation, dear girls." Dirty Soul smiled, and snapped her fingers. Jean Claude and The Shark moved one at each side of Kimi, and charged with her, chair and all, out of the room, leaving Angelica alone with the rest of the villains.
"You see... Angie, right? Nice name... and, if you don't cooperate, will finish as a real angel, or at least a very nice ghost." Dirty Soul talked while walking towards a TV behind her.
"Anyway, my dear associate, The Shark, recently stole a CD from the FBI's files containing many methods of torture. I use it to sleep at night when I get insomnia. Anyway, I found a very nice torture's form using the most modern video technology. Strongest men and women had spilled tons of information just to keep their sanity after a couple of minutes of watching and hearing this video. Even I can't stand it, and I recorded "The Bloodiest Moments of Professional Sports" last night! So, we'll leave you to watch this images, and hear this devilish sound, until you summon the little idiot's presence to stop the torture. And don't worry, you'll not suffer alone. Our dear captain is going to be hearing and watching the same video in the room next to this one." LaBouche chuckled, and placed the CD on the DVD player. Then, she and her accomplices left the room.
Angelica gulped, and prepared herself to stand the torture. She wasn't going to call her boyfriend to lead him to a sure death, that was a fact. No matter how awful the torture would be, she'll face it. Just two ideas were on her mind. The first, she hoped Chuck or her cousin would be able to find them. And, second, hoping that the video wasn't a compilation of the best of Marilyn Manson.