Heya, everyone!
All I have to say is, this chappie isn't the best of writing, but its got lots of action. You all owe me because I was up until 1 am editing. On a school, and volleyball match night. lol.
seriously.
anyways, go read now! and then review! or ill be angry for having stayed up so long, and will not write anymore.
lol, jk.
disclaimer: im too lazy to come up with a creative disclaimer. i dont own TT.
When you refuse me
You confuse me
What makes you think I'll let you in again?
Think again my friend
Go on misuse me and abuse me
I'll come out stronger in the end
Does it make you sad
To find yourself alone?
Does it make you mad
To find that I have grown?
Bet it hurts so bad
To see the strength that I have shown
When you answer the door, pick up the phone,
You won't find me 'cause I'm not coming home-Not Coming Home, Maroon 5
Jinx
So far, the plan's going off without a hitch.
I heard the door shut, and then two pairs of footsteps, and Ted heard it too. He leaps over, and towers over me while I start to cower and yell and scream for help in the corner of the cell. Just for good measure, I whisper for Ted to pinch me hard in the arm, and it hurts enough that my eyes fill up.
I buck up my strength, and nod to Ted, to signal that it's time to start acting. We've gotta pull off a convincing show, and this is it. He's going to hit and kick and hurt me, but I'll heal fast, because he's not going to hit hard. I made him promise me that, for whatever his word is worth. Which probably isn't much.
I scream in a hopefully convincing cry of anguish as he slaps me across the face. I feel my cheek immediately start to grow hot and throb, and this time real tears start to sparkle in my eyes from the impact. But I'll get over it. Or at least I will after I break outta this joint.
As I slump against the wall after a few (rather light) blows to my stomach and a kick aimed at my left shin, Ted grabs my pink collar and forces me against the wall, dragging me upwards against it until I'm about 2 or 3 feet off the ground, held in place by his fists. I flail and thrash and kick around, hoping it looks like I'm pulling off a convincing fight.
"HELP!" I yell as struggle to move my hands, which are still locked tightly in inhibitors.
Ted moves to make another false move and—
Wait.
What's he doing…?
Ted let go of the collar of my dress with one hand, and instead he moved it up to the side of my cheek, stroking it. I can't tell if this is what he calls fighting or acting or whatever, but it…doesn't feel right.
He moves his free hand to the back of my head, running his fingers through my mussed-up hair.
Oh, no. He's not acting anymore. He's not acting...!
As soon as I realize that the hungry look in his eye isn't part of our agreement, I really start thrashing around, hoping that the guards will come, and now.
"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" I scream as I try fruitlessly to get him to loosen his grip on my collar. Somebody, anybody, get me outta here! I can't do anything if I'm stuck in these power inhibitors, and can't use my hands!
Down the hall, I hear one of the guards yell my name, sounding concerned. He sounds younger than the average idiots around here, though, and it's a big surprise that he actually knows my name, let alone cares. The footsteps quicken, and then suddenly those footsteps fade into the loud calls and jibes that the other inmates are making. At first, when they saw Ted beating up on me, they were excited, but now…they sound agitated, even fearful…
I keep squirming, and the tears start coming harder. This guy is going to rape me if I don't get out of here soon. "SOMEBODY HELP!"
Before I even know what's happening, I feel a cool rush of wind as the cell door opens and Ted drops me to the floor. I look up in shock, stumbling backwards as I fall into the corner of the cell nearest the door. I should have known! Once a criminal, always a criminal! Worst time to have it proved though!
No. This can't be happening…this can't be happening! Not him! Anyone but him!
From what I can see, Ted is being beat up, and badly. He cringes and contorts and yells and struggles as the punches keep rolling from every direction, at every millisecond. Around Ted are constant streaks of red and gold, and Kid Flash's angry voice bounces off the cement walls, even though I can't see him.
"You'll PAY for that!" he yells as he sends blow after blow to Ted's already battered face.
I can't believe this is happening. No. NO! This is the end of my plan. Kid Flash wasn't supposed to be here! How dare he come? Is he beating up Ted so that he can be the one to taunt me and leer and laugh and growl at me later? Does he want to be the one to have the satisfaction of laughing at my broken heart?
As Ted screams and begs for Kid Flash's mercy, I can feel my eyes going cold. Kid Flash was here to taunt me. Dangle my losses in front of me on a string I'll never reach.
Then it hits me that my plan can still work. I'll just remove Kid Flash from the picture much sooner than I anticipated. As soon as he's done beating the crap out of Ted, and I'm about to be moved to a different cell, I'll surprise Kid Flash. I'll be faster than he is. I'll pretend to be weak, and then, when he least expects it, he'll fall at my hands.
When Kid Flash is done, he growls angrily at Ted, who is lying on the floor before him, begging and cowering and wimpering for it to end, even though it already has. He's bleeding all over, and his eyes are bloodshot and his hands are swollen. There are bruises everywhere.
Who knew Kid Flash could be this...violent?
He's breathing heavily, his face contorted in a look of rage and pure disgust.ThenKid Flashglances back over to me, and I avoid his eyes. As he looks at me, his expression changes completely to one of false emotions. He's pretending to be scared for me and worried and heartbroken and concerned and desperate for my well-being. Here comes the change of plan. As he rushes over and kneels beside me, whispering "Jinx? Jinx, talk to me! Please, Jinx, say something! JINX!" in an urgent, desperate voice, I wobble my head around, fluttering my eyes slightly, and I decisively faint.
Well, I don't actually faint. I just allow my limbs and muscles to go limp and I fall over to my side with my eyes closed, feeling his arms catch me.
That was your mistake, Kid Flash. You should have never pretended you cared. Taking you out will be fun.
Kid Flash
"Jinx! Wake up!" I shake Jinx's limp form in my arms as I try to bring her back to consciousness. That creep is still cowering somewhere behind me, crying and muttering and clearly disturbed.Good. He should be, after what I caught him doing to Jinx! That--that--b was beating her up, and from the looks of it, he was about to ra--
No. I'm not even going to say it, it's so bad. I won't even imagine Jinx being defiled like that.
Realizing that it's going to take something more than just my shaking her to wake her up, I slip my other arm under Jinx's legs and hoist her up as gently as I can as my security escort catches up.
"Are you okay?" he asks me nervously, clearly afraid at the prospect of being fired for allowing someone to enter an inmate's cell.
"She'll be alright," I tell him as his eyes dart around wildly, from Jinx dangling in my arms to her scum-of-scum cellmate to the other intimidated-looking murderers and rapists. "Or at least I think she will be," I whisper to myself nervously, under my breath. I catch sight of the poor guard looking confused by my incoherent muttering and say, "Put him away. He was attempting to--to hurther." I still can't bring myself to say "rape."
I step out of the cell, careful to avoid hitting her feet against the door. The guard quickly shoves about 8 of the 20 keys into numerous locks on the door. There's a small beeping sound, a short blue flash of light, and the door is locked. He pushes a few numbers into his pager, and I guess that he's calling a medic to tend to the guy in there. Then (after giving him an impatient look and noddingat Jinx)he pulls his keys out again, and inserts another two into the electronic keylocks embedded in Jinx's power inhibitors. They pop open and fall to the floor. The blow glowing shorts out, and Jinx is free.
Oh, man, that sounds so good to say! Jinx is free. Jinx is free! JINX IS FREE!
She stirs slightly, and I realize that I'm still holding her up. Her eyes flicker open, and she rubs them, murmuring, "Kid Flash?"
I smile excitedly and nod my head a few thousand times. She'll be okay!
"Would you put me down? I think I can stand." Although it feels better to be holding her, I reluctantly set her down on her feet, allowing her to push herself to her feet. As she rubs her head, I watch her happily, unable to put into words how relieved I am. It's like...like...Christmas. This is the best possible thing that's ever happened to me. The best Christmas presesnt I've ever gotten (even though it's not actually Christmas). Sure, the presentation could've been better (like, she could have jumped out of a giant box with a ribbon on her head or something), or, even better, she could've been holding a batch of sugar cookies and a sprig of mistletoe, but she's free, and that's all I need.
Wow. I have extremely random thought patterns. That's okay, though, it's perfectly normal to be this happy and confused at the same time when you're at a perfect state of peace. Isn't it? Well, I say it is.
Looking relieved that both Jinx and I made it out of that cell alive, the guard pulls out the papers Raven signed from his pocket and takes a few steps towards Jinx, ready to explain the situation. "Well, Miss, before we let you go, we'll need for you to consent to--" is as far as he gets.
Something's...not right. Jinx? Suddenly looking extremely cold and whipping her head around faster than I probably even can, she stares the guard directly in the eyes, and they glow pink. The guard is thrown backwards and is knocked unconscious.
"Jinx? What are you doing?" I ask her worriedly as she turns to face me. What...happened to her!
"Warming up," she responds, cold as ice, as she stares unflinchingly into my eyes. I realize what she's going to do about a split second before she does it, which, being as fast as I am, is enough time to dodge it.
"Jinx!" I yell as I narrowly miss a beam of pink energy aimed directly at me, which I assume was to make me trip. "Jinx, stop it!"
"Why?" she asks me, leering, walking towards me as I back off a little. "So that you can betray my trust again? Put me back into that cell?"
Oh, no! She still thinks I betrayed her! How am I going to get out of this one?
"No, Jinx, I would never do that!" I yell as I dodge another blast that she aimed squarely at my head. I back up a few feet. I could run and get out of here, easily, it would just take vibrating my way through a few walls. But after all this trouble, how much I care for her...Jinx is leaving with me. Even if I have to go to hell and back first. "Why are you doing this?"
"It's simple," Jinx says coldly, eyes still glowing. A water pipe rips its way through the bottom of the floor and trips me. I fall onto my butt and crawl backwards a few feet as Jinx comes to a standstill over me, ready to strike. But instead of hitting me, the lights in the hall short out. It's almost entirely black, although the stars and moon are reflecting their light through the one window in the place, which is built into the ceiling, as if it were a sunroof. Her eyes are cold and a pale, glowing pink. "You betrayed me. You made me think I could trust you. Do you know how rare it is that I trust people?" she asks me, laughing slightly to herself. It doesn't sound like her at all. This isn't Jinx! But it is. This is just Jinx, being irrational.
Before letting me attempt an answer from my spot on the floor, where I am leaning against the back door, she says, "It's rare. Very rare. But you blew it. You turned me into the police, and I had to go through hell because of it. Knowing what an ahole you are. I was almost raped. Raped! Do you know what that means, Kid Flash?" she jeers. What's happened to her? She's not acting herself! I would get up and run, but with the lights out, if I run into something at superspeed, I'm paste. And I can't just leave her here!
"Jinx, listen to me!" I say desperately, trying to reason with her. "You have to listen to me. You've made a mistake! The police didn't know that you're not a villain anymore! They arrested you by mistake!"
"Yes, it was a mistake," she replies sourly. "And you're right, I'm not a villain." Her eyes stop glowing, and her face falls as she stares down at me. Phew! For a minute there, I thought she was actually going to hurt me! But just as I began to relax (readying myself to break into my victory dance again tonight), she stiffens again. "You're the villain. You let this happen to me, you risked my life and my respect. Heroes don't do that, Kid Flash. I'm the hero here. I'm going to put you out of your misery. I'll be merciful. I'll do it fast," Jinx says. I gasp, and stand up, grabbing her shoulders.
"Jinx, please listen to me!" I shake her a little again, hoping that I can physically shake the real Jinx out of hiding. "Jinx! You don't know what you're talking about! I would never do that to you! I love you!" I yell. And, in a last-ditch effort, I pull her in close to me and kiss her. I pull away from it quickly, though, and look down at her desperately, hoping the demon possessing her jumps out of her body and runs away.
But it doesn't. Although she doesn't move, she says, "I hope you enjoyed that, because it'll be the last time you'll ever have touched anyone. Goodbye, Kid Flash."
Jinx
"...Goodbye, Kid Flash." The wordshave leftmy mouth. I have nothing more to say to him. He can go to hell and suffer through the uncertainties I know I've sewn into his heart, and I'll enjoy it, knowing that he'll hurt as much as I did.
My eyes glow pink again, and I'm ready to strike. But...nothing happens. I...can't do it. Why can't I do it?Take him down, Jinx! Do it now!
But still, nothing.Maybe it's because his arms are still on my shoulders, and I don't want to be touching him when he goes down. His face is pleading and desperate in the moonlight, looking to me for some sort of assurance that he's only dreaming. It feeds my desire to hurt him, and again I will myself to curse him.
...But I can't. DAMMIT, JINX, DO IT ALREADY! the voice in my head screams at me. Why can't I do this? I had this all planned out!
You can't do it because you know he meant what he said, another, quieter, but more annoyingly trustworthy voice says. It's my conscience. But I don't have a conscience. Why do I have a sinking feeling in my stomach?
You can't do it, Jinx, it tells me. Don't do it. You'll never forgive yourself for it.
Kid Flash is still silently begging me, for his life, for my forgiveness, for some display of emotion that I can't feel. No. I can't let myself be weak, not now. Finish him off!
But his face...
I can't do it. I shut my eyes, infuriated at myself for not being able to do this.Do it later, that menacing voice tells me. Get rid of him later. When you have more strength.
I exhale, and my shoulders sag. Kid Flash takes this as surrender, and immediately he sighs in relief, wrapping his arms all the way around my shoulders and pulling me in. But just as he's about to hug me to death, I say, "No. Another time," and my eyes glow pink again as he is blasted backwards against the wall.
The emergency generators kick in, and suddenly the lights come back on, and Kid Flash shakes his head as he steadies himself against the wall, getting up. "Jinx!" he shouts as I turn and start running. He takes a starting step to give him momentum to follow me, but I move too fast for him. Waving my hands, the doors of the two cells nearest Kid Flash spring open, releasing the 2 murderers and 2 arsonists who were held captive in there. They round on Kid Flash, ignoring me, as I take off running the rest of the hall. The inmates crowd in around Kid Flash as I leap over the unconscious form of the guard I took out earlier, stopping only for a moment to take his keys as I shove about 20 of them into the locks keeping the main wall closed. "JINX!" Kid Flash yells to me as I go, shutting the door, and locking it. As I fumble with the keys to unlock the next door, I see Kid Flash ducking underneath the wildly swinging arms of the inmates as he rushes toawrds the door, shouting my name as he pounds on the cement.
He takes a few steps backwards, and then with a running start, crashes straight through the door as I push the door to the second little room closed. Hecatches his breath again, then repeats the process. I barely make it through the last door when he comes running through, but the last door (which is the first if you're going to the cells) is extra-thick. I jam it shut, and I can feel the vibrations made by his impact against the door. He doesn't make it through, though, so he backs up and tries again. Thump. He's going to catch me, it'll only take a few seconds. I'm so nervous, my heart is pounding wildly in my chest. I back against the wall of the hallway that leads to the cells, looking around desperately for a door, when I see it.
An air duct. I think frantically for a moment, trying to order my thoughts. Okay, Jinx, calm down. Use your powers to open the duct, and use the suction in the bottom of your shoes to climb into it.
Thump.
So as Kid Flash pounds against the door again, I concentrate on opening the duct. It works, and the little door falls, swinging on its hinge. Then, backing up, I take a running start at the opposite wall, twisting artfully in the air as I grab the swinging trap door. I swing the door, maneuvering my weight to give me leverage, and when I finally gain enough forward momentum, I swing my legs straight up through the bottom of the duct. My back arches as I curve into it, and I immediately pull door closed.
As I do, Kid Flash breaks through the wall, with an almighty CRASH! He shakes hiss head around little as he regains his balance, but then he calls out my name again down the hall, and it echoes. "JINX!"
I don't move; I don't think I even breathe. He is standing directly beneath the duct I'mhiding in. If I make one wrong move...he'll hear me...He looks around for a moment, then, still yelling my name, superspeeds down the hall. I let myself exhale, and then start crawling, blasting open a few locked duct guards as I work my way through the Penitentiary.
Kid Flash is still running around frantically, trying to find me (I can hear the screeches of his shoes against the floor every so often), but after about 15 minutes of crawling, I find the final grate. Peeping through it to find an empty room, I push the tiny door through and jump down, landing gracefully in the empty Warden's office. The fire is still cackling, and there's a smoldering cigarette in the ashtray on his desk, next to the layout of the place. Bingo.
Looking at the blueprints, I see that there is stairway concealed behind one of the large paintings adorning his office. I'm guessing that it's an emergency escape route, should an inmate get lose and come after him. It leads to the rooftop.
Finding the painting, which is of a single rose perched in a crystal vase on a candle-lit table (...badly done. it's an ugly picture, I hate roses), I press the tiny button placed strategically next to it. It's the same color as the wall, but I find it anyway, and the painting is pushed open to reveal the staircase. Looking around one last time as to not find Kid Flash behind me, ready to turn me in again, I walk through it and it closes behind me. I then take it upon myself to sprint to the top, bursting out of the trap door and onto the rooftop, from which I can see guards scrambling around in their cars, guns cocked, on the ground. I see the familiar red-and-gold flash among them, and it suddenly stops, looking up directly at me. I duck immediately, hoping he didn't see me, holding my breath,but it's too late.
"JINX!" Kid Flash yells as he zips through the front door, working his way through the Penitentiary to the roof. Panicking, I take a running jum poff the back of the roof, spinning a few times in the air until I land with a muffled thump on the ground, about a 30-foot drop. I've got the moves, and right now, they're more useful than ever.
As Kid Flash reaches the rooftop, he immediately runs to the side and yells my name over the edge. "JINX!" I duck into the shadows, however, and staying still until I am sure he gives up to go join the others in the hunt. He must have alerted the guards.
I crawl and duck and glide through the shadows cast by the spacesleft darkby the orange lights that cast a glow on the prison, until I reach the car lot behind the building. Grabbing the first one I see, I hop in, and upon seeing that the keys aren't in the ignition, I use my powers to start the amazingly quiet engine, and I retreat backwards behind the prison, maneuvering the vehicle amazingly, making sure that I have driven at least a mile in reverse and to theright before I take to the road. Behind the prison there is nothing but gravel, miles and miles of it, but I know that the Star City Bay is north so I head in that direction, ready to take flight.
Until next time, Kid Flash. I'm looking forward to it. I won't back down.
Ahh! So Jinx has escaped from prison, resolved to kill Kid Flash after some more mental preparation, and is in the process of going to L.A. What will happen next? Wait and find out!
BTW, hope you liked that chappie. Sorry it's not very good writing, but it's past 12, and my good English starts to fail by 9:30.
And to address an issue brought to my attention recently:
I've been told that other authors have been flamed by reviewers who don't like thier work. And while you have the right to say whatever you want, thes authors are being personally offended by said flames. I don't get why people do it; if you don't like a story, don't read it! Or at least offer constructive criticism! But I would never ever flame anyone, and I hope none of you would either. Everyone in the fanfiction community has complete freedom to express themselves creatively, which is why we're all here. But to put another down because you don't like what they write is just downright wrong. I hope you will all take my words to heart, and do not ever flame anyone. I would take it personally, even if it wasn't a flame to my story. It is an insult to all authors. I've never been flamed before, because I have such lovely readers/reviewers, but a word of caution: I will hear about it. And it won't be good.
Sorry if that sounded so grim, but I need to get the message across. Spread the word: Flames are not welcome on this site!
And now, on a lighter note, review responses!
Shadow929-thanks! glad im not going to be killed. :-D
The King of Flames-sorry about the cliffie! but glad youre likin the story. theres more to come, so watch out!
3musketteers-sorry! But im glad you like it. its nice to get new reviewers, so thanks!
Maffeoel-heey, you're good! awesome guessing, you pretty much nailed it. :-D As for your fic, I'm already starting the planning of it, as in, I'm deciding how I want to write and organize it, which means that it will be written after I finish this one. Care to collaborate? I think we'd make a pretty good team. ;-D
Heroine of the Valley-sry bout the cliffie, thanks for the review! and i hope you like chocolate cake. :-D
Lily23-lol, my thoughts exactly (on chp. 8). keep reading!
Flying Green Flamingohere is chp. 9, which I'm assuming you've read by now. lol. thx for the review!
Acosta Perez Jose Ramiro-thanks! glad you're continuing to enjoy it, and I'm glad you liked the plan. it took me long enough to think of it, lol.
Valda-lol. glad you liked the chappie! keep reading, therell be more coming your way!
Thermopolis-thanks! again, sorry about the cliffie. im bad, i know. :-D um, in the comics, theres always a big puff of smoke when Raven teleports. i just keep forgetting to distinguish between teh comics and teh show sometimes! sry if i confused you!
Robstarforeva21-lol, glad you liked it. thx!
Silver Miracles-thanks for the review, and for the "happy birthday"! and plz, update ur story too, im dying here waiting for chp. 2!
Maiyuko-Chan-lol, am working on the fluff. and yes, lots of confusion. thx!
Demon Daughter-guess you'll just have to wait and find out! MWAHAHAHAHA! lol, thx for the review!
Meiriona-lol, ur right, Jinx is definitely no Damsel in Distress. but no more appearances from Raven, sorry. :- thx for the review!
xBytex-thanks for the review! im happy that youre liking it! Im reading your fic, and i have to say, its pretty damn good! update soon!
Queen Fire Faerie-lol, thx for the review.
Nemesis Muse-lol, yes, me and my cliffies. sry bout those. thx for the review!
Cheese lovin peep-thanks! here is your chapter, with chp. 10 waiting to be posted!
UknwUloveChopstix-lol? Im kinda creeped out now...hope this chapter made you reconsider killing me. because then who would finish the story? no one. and that'd be bad, huh? lol.
Marz the Green Planet-lol, glad you found your special mention. :-D thx for the review!
Temchan-thanks! im glad you like it! keep checking back for more chappies!
screennameless-lol, glad youre enjoying it. keep checking back! and thanks!
Kelly Riley-muchas gracias, chica! you wre right about Ted. be ready for chp. 10!
EE's Skysong-lol, i hate those sometimes! i mean its like, "I know...I am updating.tell me about the story, dammit!" lol. im glad to know that you're continuing to enjoy it. thanks!
Rose Red2.0-we'll just have to wait and find out, eh? lol. thx for the review!
Ok, so now the rest of you, press the button and review! Itd be soo awesome to hit 200ish reviews before the story is over, id love that. i mean, im not going to keep chp. 10 ransom or anything until i hit a certain number of reviews, im just saying itd be really freaking cool. :-D
Love always,
Cara the SuperDuperHulaHooper