Chapter Six: My One and Only Hero

She's gone. She's really gone. My only sister…gone. My only way to get home is demolished. Destroyed. Gone forever. Torn away from my home. Ratigan had his cunning look smile as he lifted my chin. Those words he said sank my heart. I thought for a second it stopped beating. I felt it. The weight pushed upon me. The rage that's pulling up from my pressured heart. It's the same feeling I had when I questioned Ratigan yesterday at dinner. I slapped his hand away from my chin. He frowned.

"Don't you dare start that up again." He crossed his arms. His eyes widen a bit when he looked at me. He can see it. He can see the rage in my eyes.

"You're making a mistake." He finally spoke. "I brought you here into a world that you loved the most. You're standing in front of your favorite criminal. Why the sudden change of mind?" I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth. Ratigan gave me a serious look.

"Kiara, you're here to stay with me forever. What you thought was fantasy is now your reality. This is real." He took my hand, I pulled it back.

"Don't touch me, you pig." I said in a low voice. I was about to snap. He only glared.

"Kiara I told do not start that up again."

"Shut up." I replied in a hateful tone. He stood over me.

"Don't talk to me in that tone."

That's it! I've had it! "What are you, my father?!" I spat at him. He wiped it off.

"That was very unladylike."

"Does it look like I care?!" I spat at him again. He wiped it off and grabbed my arm.

"Kiara, don't overdo it!" I gave him a spiteful look. I pushed him away.

"You selfish rodent! I never wanted to come here in the first place. Sure, I wanted to meet Basil and you, but I don't want to live in this dump!"

Ratigan was getting tensed up. "You're stepping over your boundaries."

I continued yelling. "You took away my family! You took away my friends, including new ones I made! You took away the dreams I wanted to chase! You took away everything, you rat!"

He flinched. "Don't call me that." His voice was becoming angry. But, I didn't care.

"I can call you whatever I want! When I want to call you a rat, I call you a rat! So, here it is again! YOU UNGRATEFUL, WORTHLESS, DESPICABLE SEWER RAT!"

"ENOUGH!" Ratigan's voice boomed as he slapped me on the other cheek. At that moment, I remember the promise he made. He told me he would never hurt me again. Okay, now I'm mad. Ratigan paused for a moment and looked at his hand. He looked back at me with shock. He came up to me.

"Kiara, I'm…" Before he could ever finish, my fist met his face. I had my diamond ring on, so it left a cut on his lip as he stumbled. He didn't fall, but he wobbled.

I smirked. "Pathetic rat." I said in a low voice. His glowed bright with anger. Without warning, he punched me back. He knocked my glasses off. I skidded on the floor. My mouth and nose was covered in blood. I tried getting up, but Ratigan lifted me up and threw across the floor. He kicked me in the stomach and punched my face many times, I've lost count. It wasn't long till I was on the floor in a pool of blood. He then put his foot on my right leg and started to press his weight onto it. I screamed in agony and pain as the bones in my leg began to crush. Bill finally came over when he heard me scream and grabbed Ratigan. Others helped to get him off of me as he tried to push them away.

"BOSS! STOP!" I heard Fidget crying out. "YOU'RE KILLING HER!" When he said those words, Ratigan stopped moving. The anger in his eyes was gone. He looked at me. I was half- conscious at the moment. Now, I was truly afraid of him. I ignored the pain and forced myself up. I tried running, but my leg was crushed so bad, I could barely stand up. I started to limp away, although I was moving slow. I limped for a few minutes until Ratigan grabbed me. I looked at him with fear. I had the same look I gave to him last night when he hit me. I lost my balance, but Ratigan caught me. I tried to push him away.

"N-no! Please! Don't!" It was happening again. The terror. The pain. Only it was worse than before. I skidded away from him until I came to a corner on a wall. I was trapped. Ratigan kept coming towards me.

"No! D-D-Don't come near me!" I stuttered. I was bleeding terribly. Blood was on my face and my clothes. Tears started to come down.

"Don't cry. Please don't cry." Ratigan pleaded when he was near my face. I covered my face with hands. I want him to go away. This is a nightmare. Let him go away. Wake up. Wake up.

"Kiara. Please, don't cry. I'm here." I can still hear his voice. Why won't he go away?

"WAKE UP, KIARA! WAKE UP!" I screamed. "PLEASE WAKE UP! HE'S NOT HERE! HE'S JUST A DREAM! WAKE UP!" It was then when Ratigan pulled my hands away from my face. He had a horrifying sad look on his face.

"NO! YOU PROMISED! YOU PROMISED YOU'LL NEVER HIT ME AGAIN! YOU PROMISED! YOU PROMISED!" I screamed to the top of my lungs as tears gushed out. He hugged me tightly.

"Please, don't scream. Don't scream." His voice was breaking. It sounded like he was about to cry. Ratigan? Cry? I have never imagined him crying in my life. He kissed my hair as he kept hugging me. I want him to let go. I don't want his comfort. Please, stop. Please. I heard something fell with a clank. Ratigan turned around as well as I, and saw a little blue ball rolling in our direction. It landed between us. Suddenly, smoke arises from the ball. The smoke started to become thick, I couldn't see Ratigan. I coughed through the smoke, trying to find a way out. Then, someone took me and carried me away. It wasn't Ratigan, because I could hear his voice in the distance, calling my name. But, if it isn't Ratigan, then who? I wasn't able to see because Ratigan knocked my glasses off. The figure carried me to a place that was overcrowded with voices.

"Is she alright?" I heard a familiar voice. It was Mary Ann.

"She's bleeding severely, but she's still alive. I'm taking her over to my house to get her patch up. You can come in the morning to check on her." That voice. The voice I've wanted to hear since I came here. It was him. The British accent. The intelligent tone. The mature and soft voice. Everything. It was all there. The figure then took me to a dog. He carefully got on with me in his arms. The dog trotted away as the figure held me close to him. I can see his face. His hawk-like nose. His beautiful dark green eyes. His light brown fur. His bushy hair. It's him.

He then looked at me. "So, you're awake." He smiled. "I have a good friend who's a doctor. He'll patch you up quickly. You're safe now." I smiled sweetly and buried my face in his chest. He was so warm. His embrace was so much better than Ratigan's.

"You don't how happy I am to see you." I said with tears coming down. He chuckled.

"Oh, I believe I do. Your friend told me your secret. So, I'm your favorite hero, huh?" I chuckled. I remember telling Mary Ann that part as I explained about knowing him through a movie.

"Yeah, you caught me." He held me tighter.

"Well, don't you worry. Your hero's here for you." I fell asleep as we rode away. Those words made me feel safe. I never thought he would say that to me. But, it didn't matter. God has answered my prayer. I was with him. My hero. Basil of Baker Street