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Outgoth the Goth
Chapter 13 – Bikers VS. Goth's
No One's POV
Without even a second's hesitation, Jade and Wednesday walked into the bar. It took a few moments to their eye's to adjust to the darkness, but they quickly took stock of the situation.
It was a typical biker bar that smelled of cigarettes and cheap stale beer. To her left Jade could see two pool tables, with games in progress. To the right was a bar that ran the length of the wall. There were various tables, a small dance floor and several booths in the back.
Several other things became evident, everyone in the bar, including the bartender were wearing cycle slut's insignia. Jade estimate there were between 15-18 people in the bar and all of them were women. They looked rather like a rough and tumble, but neither Jade nor Wednesday cared in the slightest. A few of the women were playing pool, some were drinking at the bar, two were making out in a booth and several appeared to be sitting around a booth in the back.
After taking a quick look, Jade just slowly walked towards the bar. Wednesday spent a bit more time, studying each of the patrons carefully.
It was just then that the pair of Goths were noticed by the bartender. She was an older woman with white hair and a sourpuss face who immediately shouted.
"MEMBERS ONLY FREAKO'S, GET THE FUCK OUT!"
At this point all the female bikers in the bar immediately turned their glares on Wednesday and Jade.
Jade, by this point had reached the bar and with a smirk said. "Shot of whisky."
At the same time, another huge biker chick, who looked all too much like the stereotypical bull dyke lesbian smiled and walked up to Wednesday.
"Lost little girl. I'm Stacy, perhaps I can help you." The buzzed cut, blond purred with a hungry expression.
Wednesday, not once blinking or her dour facial expression changing, quietly watched Stacy.
Undeterred, Stacy waltzed around Wednesday and casually picked up one of her pigtails. "Just long enough for Stacy to tie them to the best post. Lucky you."
"Stacy, I wouldn't do that if I were you." Warned Jade, from the Bar with an amused expression.
Wednesday scoffed, "You're the largest member of the gang. You weigh at least 200 pounds and that's not muscle, and just walking over hear nearly put you out of breath, So even if you managed to tie me to the bed, You'd wouldn't last very long. You'll just have to contend yourself with what little leftovers the younger and prettier members of the gang leave for you. Every group of girls, be it a biker gang or a group of cheerleaders, has an ugly fat friend, and you seem to be it. Am I right?"
At this point several members of the gang, playing pool nearby, laughed openly. Causing Stacy to quickly grow angry. "Claire, Becca, Jamie, shut the fuck up."
Jade who had been watching, turned to the bartender who was just glaring at her. "Where's my whisky."
"Fuck you!" Hissed the bartender.
Meanwhile, the now livid Stacy, slapped Wednesday in the face and grabbed her arm. "Well see how funny you are after I've done with you. You'll be begging for more."
Stacy then grabbed Wednesday's bag whom she had been holding very close to her.
"What's in that bag that's so fucking important?" Stacy bellowed as she then shoved her hand in the bag.
After feeling around, Stacy then screamed in pain and dropped the bag.
"Something bit me!"
Wednesday looked down at the bag, to see a rather large yellow and brown spider walk slowly out of it.
"That's Harold, he's a Brazilian jungle spider, which is the most poisonous species of spider on the planet. The venom contains a potent neurotoxin which judging by your size, will kill you in about 16-18 minutes. Normally it would in about 10 but your sizeable weight, bought you a few extra minutes."
Jade at this point took an empty bottle of beer and threw it just past the bartender's head, where it shattered several bottles of Vodka behind the bar.
"Where's my fucking whisky?"
Just as 10 women started to move towards her and Wednesday, Jade quickly flashed her badge.
"Detectives, Grimes and Walsh. LAPD. Nobody move."
Much to Jade's amusement, everyone in the bar froze. Though the intensity of their hateful stares only grew more intense.
Jade then jumped over the bar, grabbed a bottle of whisky and some shot glasses. She then poured 6 shots. "My partner and I thought we'd pay you a little visit. We have a couple of questions"
Jade drank one of the shots and passed the other five shot glasses to the patrons the bar nearest her. "Drink up, it's on the house."
The 5 biker chicks looked at their shot glasses, but didn't move.
Jade's smirk turned into a frown. "Drink up, it wasn't a fucking request."
Reluctantly the bikers drank their shots.
Jade smirked again, then reached behind the bar to and pulled out a bottle of draino. "You call yourself tough. HA. My cousin's Girl Scout troop is scarier than you clowns. Not to mention they sell those wonderful cookies. I'm crazy about the thin mint's myself. I never order less than three boxes."
As Jade continued to talk, she mixed equal parts, Windex, Bourbon and Draino in a tall glass. "I'll bet your all wondering the purpose of this little visit today Right?
An older woman with flaming red hair stepped forward. "What the fuck do you two want? You don't look like cops."
Jade ignored the question and held up the glass. "Tough you want to see tough." Jade then prayed silently that her mom was right about being immune to poison, then drank the mixture down. It tasted rather hideous, but Jade felt no ill effects what so ever.
Meanwhile, Stacy, looked down at her hand which had started to swell up like a balloon and turn red. "What the fuck….."
Wednesday observed and dryly noted as she walked past Stacy. "That's the first symptom. The swelling will be localized to your hand, but you'll soon be feeling numbness in your extremities."
"This is some kind of Joke right."
Wednesday just ignored her and kept walking amongst the angry looking biker chicks.
Jade who had just finished her toxic drink unharmed, slammed the glass down and grinned. "How's that for tough. Look at me, no ill effects." Jade even danced a little Irish jig behind the bar for effect.
One of the women at the bar, a tanned woman with dishwater blonde hair named Ella, sneered. "It's a trick. Just like the spider and the fake poison."
The Ella then grabbed a glass and poured herself an exact copy of the same drink and quickly gulped it down.
Within seconds the woman grabbed her throat and began to turn green. She quickly shrieked and then fell to the floor going into convulsions.
Turning serous, Jade jumped on the bar. "Ok, which of you three assholes kidnapped that Latina girl this morning. Or do we really have to get tough. "
It was then Stacy fell to the floor, now gasping for breath, "I'm feeling numb and having troubles breathing.
Wednesday turned to Stacy, looking quite pleased with herself. "I've always had a special feeling about Harold, his venom must be a bit more potent. I have been feeding him only poisonous spiders and snakes. I wanted to see if I could increase the toxicity of the poison. I'm happy to report, I've succeeded. My initial estimate is incorrect; you'll be dead in less than 5 minutes."
Wednesday walked up to the woman with flaming red hair. "I assume you're in charge?"
"I'm Mary, will Stacy and Ella live." The normally tough woman now looked, visibly nervous.
"Well if follow the directions on the bottles that says what to do if you accidently ingest the stuff, she'll be fine. As far as Stacy if you answer my partner's question, I'll give you the anti-toxin. It's her only hope."
Mary, half freaked out, quickly concurred. "Some gal paid us to do it."
"Jade jumped of the bar and walked over to Mary. "WHO! And where is she!"
"We took her to this abandoned army installation up in the Hollywood Hills. Follow Route 15 until you get to Shelldrake Lane, You'll find the entrance just past that. It used to be called Fort Agarn."
Jade nodded. "I've heard of the place. Who in the fuck ordered it?"
"I don't know her name. Some young chick with black hair. She paid us 5000 to do it. Grab and deliver the girl unharmed."
"What does she look like?"
"We didn't get a good look, she met us at night, but there was one thing."
"What?" Hissed, an increasingly impatient Jade.
"My girlfriend Maggie and Me, this chick kept calling us both Debbie."
Jade's jaw suddenly dropped. "Wednesday, give her the anti-toxin. We have what we want to know."
Wednesday from her bag pulled out a syringe and handed it to Mary. "Give her this, it will neutralize the poison. She'll take a few days to recover. Oh and before I forget, you said your girlfriend was Maggie. Is she the girl with the brown hair that I saw sitting next to you earlier?"
"Yes, Why?"
Wednesday pointed to the convulsing Ella as two other members of the gang were taking her to the bathroom, presumably to induce vomiting. "Maggies cheating on you with Ella, the one who drank the Draino."
"What?" Sputtered Mary.
"In tense and nervous situations, people's feelings often become very hard to cover up. Since Ella has become deathly ill, Maggie has not been able to keep her eyes off her. Not for one second. Not only that, she's barely been able to contain her state of utter panic. The rest of your lot, are angry and visibly concerned for Stacy and Ella. Maggie however has been solely focusing on Ella and she's in a state of near panic. You've all been too busy to notice. If you look, you can see she's having a very difficult time covering it up. She's much more than merely concerned for a friend." Wednesday stated in a plain, matter of fact tone of voice.
Mary's face quickly tensed up as she looked over to the two woman aiding Ella. "Stop. Put her down, no one touch her."
Mary handed the syringe to a member of the gang. "Inject Stacy with this." Mary then silently glared at the now visibly nervous Maggie.
It took all of 4 seconds, for what was left of her of Maggie's composure, to completely fall apart. Tears bursting from her eye's she rushed over to the stricken Ella and held her. "Help her, please. I love her."
Mary instantly fumed in rage, at her soon to be ex-girlfriend. "I knew something was up. You cheating whore!"
The rest of the gang looked equally unpleased as they quickly turned and surrounded, Maggie and Ella. Jade guessed that cheating on one member with another was probably against the rules or something.
Mary, thenwalked to the bar and made up yet other drink of Draino, Windex and bourbon. "Come on Maggie, it's time to take your medicine. Just like your girlfriend. We're supposed to be sisters and loyal to each other until the end. Well, you've both just reached your end."
As the gang members focused their attention on the doomed Maggie and Ella, Jade nudged Wednesday and both quietly slipped out of the bar.
Upon reaching the car, Jade clenched her fist in almost uncontrollable rage. "I know Maggie and Ella will get it, but what about the rest of those fuckers. We can't let them get away with it."
Wednesday nodded, than went to the trunk of the car and opened it. Walking with her, Jade could see it had a few strange looking boxes and several other rather interesting items.
Wednesday grabbed a small box and appeared to think out loud. "Ok, first I'll have to make it looked like the door jammed shut before I….
Jade studied the contents of the truck for a moment, as Wednesday continued to plan her perfect crime. Not a very patient person by any means, Jade wanted results and quickly. After a few moments she spotted something that interested her. It was green metal tube about a foot and a half long, sitting in the back of the trunk.
"This should work." Jade thought, as she pulled it out and studied the instructions written on the side.
It was only then did Wednesday happen to look to see that Jade was holding. It was a military issue AT4 Anti-Tank, Rocket launcher. Wednesday hadn't put it there and quickly guessed it was something that Pugsley left in the trunk after one of his, outings.
Having studied the weapon Jade, lifted it on her shoulder "Wednesday, I don't have all day, for you to stage one of your precious accidents. I'm sick of the fucking things anyway."
Seeing her cousin was deadly serious, Wednesday spoke up quickly. "Uh..Jade it wouldn't take long, really. Besides, you really shouldn't do that. I smelled vast amounts of certain chemicals which indicate they're making...No JADE WAIT!"
Ignoring her cousin, Jade aimed at the front door and screamed. "YOU TOOK TORI, EAT SHIT AND DIE FUCKERS!"
Jade squeezed the trigger. With a loud whoosh, a rocket flew out of the tube and flew right through the still open front door.
KABOOM!
The building became a mass of flame, as a thundering explosion blew out all windows.
Jade however, didn't have time to even enjoy her handiwork, as a deafening secondary explosion, ripped the cinder block structure apart about a second and a half later.
Both Jade and Wednesday were knocked off their feet, not to mention, momentarily stunned and deafened by the blast.
He ears still ringing, Jade came partially to her senses a few moments later. Much to her surprise she could see the building was no longer there. All she could see through all the thick smoke and dust, was a large crater, surrounded by rubble.
It was a very angry looking Wednesday who grabbed her, threw her in the car and drove off. It had been parked just around the corner of the neighboring building, thus shielding it from the blast. All the motorcycles and at least 2 other cars parked nearby, were now all on fire.
As they drove, Jade was sure Wednesday was yelling at her. All she did hear was a loud ringing sound. It was about 5 minutes later, did her hearing finally return.
"I think I over did it." Mumbled Jade, who was still half dazed.
Jade could see her cousin was pretty much livid, making the normally calm Wednesday, very animated. "Fuck yeah you did, you nitwit. They had a meth lab in the basement, which is what I was trying to tell you. I have a superior sense of smell and by the amount of chemicals I smelled, it was a huge one. Labs like that are full of volatile chemicals, which you just happened to set off with your little fireworks show and in the process, nearly blowing the both of us to Chattachoochee. I had a perfect accident planned, but noooo…you had to nuke the whole fucking building. On top of all that, you destroyed the building before I could get Harold back. Must you kill all my pets! Happy now?"
Jade looked back briefly to see a large pillar of black smoke, slowly rising above the city of Los Angeles. It was far larger than the one, caused by the destruction of Wednesday's car.
Suddenly feeling rather pleased about herself, Jade smirked. "Yeah…."
Wednesday fumed silently for a few minutes before her composure returned. "So Jade, you know who had Tori kidnapped."
It was then, a look of true worry slowly formed on Jade's face. It was a look, only one person on earth could have possibly given her.
"Yes, Fawn Leibowitz or otherwise known as….. Crazy Ponnie."
Do not drink house hold products with bourbon. It's much better to mix bourbon with Angostura bitters, water and a sugar cube. That makes what you call an, old fashioned. Much tastier in my humble opinion.
The spider that Wednesday has, is made up.
Thanks to Invader Johnny.