Ch.5
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, Fast & Furious doesn't belong to me and the same with Percy Jackson belonging to Rick Riordan. I do own my Oc's.
Italic means thoughts and Dreams.
I was thinking about going into that junkyard seeing that I was going to need more metal for Jose's suit. Deciding to do it and waiting for the night to come for me.
"I'm coming," Jose announced as I pulled the black hooded jacket over my head it was paired with my own black outfit.
"No, you are not Jose," I replied looking at him with a sharp look.
"Nope, I'm coming with you Toni so get over it," Jose replied grabbing his own hooded jacket.
"Jose please listen to me," I pleaded. "I don't want you to get hurt Jose, I'm worried about the place I'm going to."
"Well too bad," Jose added.
Causing me to groan out and placed a hand on my forehead.
"Fine," I stated. "You can come but you have to listen to me and if I tell you to run then you run understood."
"Yes, I understand," Jose replied.
"Come on then." I groaned walking to the window, grabbing and pulling up allowing the humble air to slip in climbing out and offered a hand to Jose before both of us climbing down hitting the ground and helped Jose to hop off. Finding the bikes that were hidden earlier, riding towards the junkyard.
Upon coming to the junkyard seeing no cameras, and deciding then and there to do it.
"We have to hide the bikes and climb the fence," I whispered.
"Okay," Jose replied quietly.
Doing it looking at the chain-link fence seeing if there any opening and seeing a small opening.
"Good," I whispered. "We have to go through the opening. Let me go first."
Slipping through the opening and listened closely to hear nothing before letting Jose slip through. Trying to be as quiet and quick as possible, looking for any good scape metal that no one would miss. Keeping Jose close to me and not letting him wander far from me. Looking and sadly not finding anything and deciding to head back before heading the sound of a gun click causing me to slowly turn to my head to come face to face with a saw off a rifle. Pushing Jose behind me to protect him.
"Who are you?" The owner of the rifle demanded.
"Please don't shoot." I pleaded pushing Jose a bit ahead of me the silent way of telling him to run on my call.
"Who are you?" He demanded again.
Feeling some of the metal sensing the rust and suddenly push it causing a loud crash and bang making the owner jump.
"Go!" I shouted pushing Jose to run with me giving chase. Running for the hole in the fence, a loud bang rang through the night air meaning the owner of the rifle shot off. "Crap."
Pulling Jose to hide behind a car that was close enough to the opening, taking a breath and pushed Jose through.
"Come on Toni," Jose replied as another loud bang sounded right by us.
"Go," I whispered before running away making a bang get the owner to chase me. Running within the alleyways of the junkyard and double back towards the hole to feel the hot metal of the rifle on the back of my head holding both of my hands up in sundered.
"Who are you?" He demanded. "You have ten seconds to explain."
"I'm was just looking for some scape metal," I whispered terrified.
"Vince stop!" I heard Mia's voice and feeling the metal being taking off from my head giving me the moment to breath but harshly grabbed the shoulder and drag into the light. Seeing Mia which got me to relax.
"Mia I just handled this trespasser," Vince growled.
"I understand that but you have to shot her," Mia reasoned turning to face her to see some shock. "Toni?"
"wait you know her?" Vince question looking at me. "You're that kid that live across the street."
"Can you let me go please?" I question looking at him. seeing a mid-aged man with a tan skin tone and tattoos with dark brown hair and bread with cold brown eyes he towered over me. wearing a pair of jeans with a metal chain paired with an under wife beater with a see through over wife beater, seeing black combat boots covering his feet. "I'm not going to run."
"Vince let her go," Mia muttered looking annoyed at both of us. "Toni you have to example your reason for sneaking into the garage to my brother."
"I wanted some metal for a project truthfully," I replied fast feeling terror slipping through me.
"Come on kid," Vince growled grabbing my arm violently and dragged me towards the main garage. I was thrown into a hard and painfully chair. "you stay there."
I just sat their terror was slipping through me, I didn't want to deal with Dom, having a feeling that I died no not die, he was going to kill me than Abuela was going to kill me over again. goodbye life and hello afterlife hopefully I will have a good one in that. A loud series of engines roaring out and got louder until they began deathly quiet. Fear began to slip through me again.
"So what happen?" I heard Dom's voice more fear.
"Some punk kid tried to steal some metal." I heard Vince replied.
"She must have a reason why she did this Dom." I heard Mia reasoned.
"We're seeing about that," I heard Dom replied. "Where is she right now?"
"In the office," Vince stated.
Footsteps got closer to the only door, looking up with fear slipping from my eyes, fearing that I was going get killed in a few seconds. The tension was building with the turning of the door knob and in the doorway was Dom. Dom towering over me like most with cold dark brown eyes that seem to be studying and piercing me at the same time, his bald head which I wanted to call him out but bit my tongue fear was still slipping through me.
"So you're the little punk?" He questioned crossing his arms over his black wife beater with simple jeans and boots. "Care to example why?"
Not wanting to meet his eyes caused to me to look away before talking.
"I was looking for some scrap metal, building a robot," I muttered quickly and turning my head away.
"Yet you didn't ask," Dom replied.
Fighting the urge to yell. "I didn't think that you would be alright with you," I muttered still having my eyes down.
"What you did was wrong and you have to pay for it," Dom said causing me to jerk my head up to meet the cold dark brown eyes that had to soften a bit. "Since you like metal so much you are going to work in the Garage until I decided when you're done, does that seem fair?"
"Yes, sir," I replied. "Please don't my Abuela she will kill me."
"I think we can keep her from knowing," Dom replied offering me a small smirk.
Fighting the urge to offer my own smirk to come over my face.
(TL)
"You did what?" Rosa demanded at the lunch table.
"Not so damn loud Rosa," I muttered. "My Abuela has no idea and I would like to keep it that way."
"Sorry," Rosa whispered.
"You're lucky that you weren't killed," Alicia muttered offering me a smirk and hand to me.
Followed with me high-fiving each other, causing Rosa to roll her eyes. Kira smirked at me, "So you survived?"
"Yup," I replied with a smirk.
"When do you start to work?" Kira question.
"This afternoon," I replied. "Mia, Dom's sister is going to get me after school."
"But how is your Abuela is going to okay with that?" Rosa asked looking at me with a questionable look.
"Well, I might have told a small white lie that I going to one of our house to do some studying," I replied quickly looking worried.
"Why?" Rosa asked.
"Please does this for me Rosa or one of you please?" I pleaded with my hands kneeling together.
"Fine," Kira stated. "I will cover you the first time, but I want something in return."
"What it is?" I asked looking worried.
"I want a some of those cookies you like to make," Kira replied with a smirk and wink of the eye.
"Thank you so much," I replied with a massive smile. "Really thank you."
"Not a problem Toni," Kira said smiling at me that remind me of the crazy cat from Alice in wonderland.
(TL)
Waiting for Mia to show up in the back of the school, a good amount of fear was slipping through me was Dom lying and was he going to my Abuela and was I doomed. A loud and roaring engine brought me out of the fear, looking up to see a blue sedan four doors with a silver design racing down the center of the car. The remind of a fighting angel with the number twenty-two.
"Toni?" I heard Mia looking see her smiling at me. "Come on, get in."
Grabbing my bag and racing over.
"Thanks for picking me up," I replied pulling the door open and slipped in.
"Not a problem," Mia said with a smile. "Please buckle up."
Doing so and give her a smile she took off driving, it took a few minutes before we came to a stop in front the garage.
"Thanks," I stated. "I mean for saving my butt."
"Not a problem but just a word of warning," Mia said. "Don't let them push you around."
She pulled the car's engine to a stop and got out with me following, hearing the sounds of the garage at work.
Okay that the end of chapter 5 more is coming but please use Constructive Criticism Okay.
