Lowery, Montana.
In a small clearing in the woods, sat a comfortable looking log cabin that looked like it had room for possibly three to four people living inside it. Spacious to some but possibly cramped for others who enjoyed their space. It was neatly decorated with lights and other festive winter holidays decor for the up coming Christmas Holiday that was around corner. The front door opened and a teenage girl walked out with a cell phone attached to her ear.
The Teen: Kimberly Rhodes, 16 years old. She had a thin heart-shaped face with a strong square jaw and piercing almond shaped eyes that were a light grey in color. Her hair was long, feathered and the color was chestnut brown. Her complexion had a golden-brown color to it as her lips were thin but seemed a bit fuller, especially when she pushed them together.
Her clothing consisted of a plaid long sleeved shirt with the color of a mixtures of blues and white under a dark blue puffy winter vest. Her dark blue denim skinny jeans fitting to her legs perfectly which were nicely tucked into a pair of brown snow fur boots.
"I told you I can't." She sighed into the phone. "It's my brother's week off and we're suppose to be spending quality time together." Kim said moving towards the end of the porch, looking up at the sky as rain lightly started to fall from the clouds above. "Trust me, a trip to a real city is not something I'm wanting to pass up right now." She paused a moment, listening to her friend. "I know, I know. Bobby's gonna be there." She whined while making her way towards her brown jeep parked a few feet from the house.
"This whole thing is just totally devastating." She continued as she stopped infront of her side view mirror to check her appearance. "God, I hate it here. I don't know how you stand it." She paused briefly to listen. "Yeah, he's just finishing up his patrol right now. I told you, he's like the Davy Crockett of Border Patrol or whatever." She sighs with a groan, rolling her eyes. "Gross, he's my brother!" She shook her head a bit before she lightly chuckled while getting into her jeep. "I know. It's brutal, right? So what time are we suppose to go?"
Kim turns the key to start the engine up but it only starts to chug as she continues to try and get it to turn over. "Come on, you stupid pile!" She yelled hitting the steering wheel as she holds the phone between her shoulder and her ear. "No. Not you. It's this beater my brother is having me drive. It just refuses to just die already."
As she talks on the phone, a black dodge slowly appears and pulls up the driveway and parks just a few feet from where Kim and her jeep were. She looks up seeing the appoarching vehicle, taking note that her brother Brandon has come home. "Oh, shit. Yep, there's my brother. I gotta let you go." She says before hanging up the phone then climbing out just as Brandon gets out of his own rig.
He looks at the jeep a moment before turning to look over at her as she looks a bit upset. "What's the problem?"
"Oh, just a full-on code redneck." She says in a deadpan tone before crossing her arms over her chest. "That's all."
"All right." He nods his head looking back over at the jeep. "Won't start?"
"Hello?" She says incredulously.
"Let me take a look." He smiles at her then moves to the front of the jeep, lifting up the hood and peering inside to see if he could find the problem. While looking around, he notices what it was that was causing the jeep not to start up. "You flooded it again, that's all."
"I did not." She replies simply.
"Well, all I smell is gas."
Her tone starts to grow more impatient as she comes back with an excuse for what happened with her jeep. "Alls I did was turn the key, Brand. It's not always my fault."
Brandon chuckles lightly as he shakes his head. "Just put the key in and turn it when I say so."
"Fine." She snaps with a bit of an attitude before climbing inside her jeep and shutting the door. She then hangs her upper half on the window seal looking outside. "Okay, now?"
Brand stops working and looks straight at the underside of the hood. "Hold on." He sighs before returning to what he was doing.
Kim waits a few more seconds as she rolls her eyes a bit. "Now?"
Stopping once again, this time peeking around the hood to look at her with a smile playing on his lips, knowing that she's irritated. "I'll let you know in just a second, all right?" He says to her, looking at her long enough to watch her arch her brow some before returning to fix the problem. "Okay, now."
She quickly turns the key and the engine starts up quickly. "Oh, thank God." She sighs in relief, pulling her seat belt across herself, buckling it while the hood slams shut. "Okay, bye!"
Brandon walked up to the drivers side window, placing his hand on the opened window seal door. "Wait a second. I thought we were going hiking."
"Brand, I'm just going over to Megan's to help her pack for the trip of a lifetime...that I'm not going on, by the way. We've got two weeks of winter break to bond. Two long weeks." She informed. "You really should get a girlfriend."
"I don't need a girlfriend." Brand sighed, she always brough this subject up, that he should find someone that way he would stop trying to bond with her, that way she could hang out with her friends.
"Yeah, you do." She said before putting the jeep into gear before pulling away from her brother and down the driveway towards the road.
Rhodes stepped back and watched his sister take off down the driveway before disappear behind the brush. "You're welcome."
A while later, Rhodes sat in his work shop that was located inside the house just off to the side of the living room. He worked on putting together his bow and a few arrows before checking his watch to see what time it was, causing him to pick up his cell phone and dial a familiar number.
"Hey, Walt. Yeah, it's me." Brandon greeted when someone picked up the phone.
"Aren't you suppose to be on vacation." The filtered man's voice asked over the phone.
"Yep, I'm officially on vacation. I'm just calling to see if maybe the-come in, and see-"
"Yeah, see what?" Walt questioned. "See if you can take my shift? Well, you can't. An old army buddy of mine's been on me about showing him my favorite spot for hooking a cutthroat trout and we're halfway up the peak already. Yeah, well, you're just gonna have to enjoy your time off with your sister and get off my goddamn phone. I'm hanging up now." With that said, Walt hung up. Leaving Brand with a smirk on his face.
He shook his head while putting the phone down on his work table. "I'm sorry I brought it up." He said to himself and starts to get back to work on one of his arrows when his phone begins to ring. He quickly answers it. "I knew you'd call back."
"Brand, I'm glad I caught you." Sheriff Westlake's voice filtered through over the phone.
"Aw hell, Sheriff. I thought you were someone else." Rhodes replied, a bit disappointed that it wasn't his friend Walt. "What's going on?"
"I got Kim down here."
He sighs at hearing that. "You're kidding. She tore off outta here a few hours ago with some story or another as usual. What'd she do this time?" He asked, not being able to help a small smile that formed on his lips.
"Cheryl caught her shoplifting again." He reports. "Now you know I like the kid, but this is getting ridiculous."
"All right, I'll be right there." Brandon says before hanging up and grabbing his jacket before heading out the door with his keys in hand.
At the police station, the Sheriff and Kim sit opposite each other at his desk behind a counter dividing what was for officers and civilians.
The Sheriff: Sheriff Westlake, 73 years old. His face well rounded and his skin was covered with lines and loose folds of skins. His eyes were big and brown with a receding hair line that was white and short but neatly combed to the sides. His lips were thing, almost hard to really notice and his clothing consisted with a normal Sheriff's uniform.
"You didn't have to call my brother. I told you I didn't steal anything." She stated while playing with a stapler which was quickly taken from her by the Sheriff.
"We'll get this sorted out, young lady. You just hang tight."
She leans forwards a bit to get him to understand. "No, you don't understand. He blows everything out of proportion."
As Kim speaks, the front door is quickly opened and Dominika leans forwards in a playful manner, looking around inside before moving further inside. Her clothing now consisted of a white turtle neck sweater with a light black hoodie jack that was half way zipped up and that was covered by an open black leather jacket. Her jeans were dark to an almost black looking color and a black type of winter boots.
Following her inside was Banks, who was sucking on a purple sucker. His new clothing wa a dark blue long sleeved shirt, covered by an opened black leather jacket. Black fingerless gloves and jeans that were almost as dark as the ones Dom was were plus a black pair of hiking boots.
When the Sheriff noticed them walk in he greeted them even though he could tell these two were trouble just by the looks of them. "Howdy. Uh, something I can do you folks for?"
Dominika immediately walked up to the counter, leaning her forearms against the table, looking over at the Sheriff then over to Kim. She smiled at her before returning her gaze to the man in charge while Banks made his way around the counter and towards the now standing Sheriff.
Behind them, Jensen walks in slowly wearing a black newsboy hat with a cigarette behind his left ear. A dark grey t-shirt could be seen underneath the dark brown leather jacket he wore along with his dark blue denim jeans and black boots.
"Howdy." Banks greets walking up to stand infront of the Sheriff. "Ma'am." He said turning to look down at the sitting Kim then returning to look at the man he needed to talk to. "We thought you could give us a little help."
At that, Jensen closed the blinds to the only window that granted a view inside the station.
Outside the station, Geary and Crab awaited outside by their vehicles as the others had gone inside. As they waited, one seemed calm and the other was pacing back and forth.
Geary calm and collected sat sideways in the passenger side of the car typing on his touch screen tablet. Wearing his goofy looking blue shades, a long sleeve tan shirt under a zipped up grey hoodied sweater jacket under a brown leather jacket. He wore grey jeans and a pair of black boots.
Crab was outside the car, pacing himself back and forth on the side walk. He just couldn't wait to get moving and get his hands on the man who had stolen their money. He wore a white t-shirt under a red long sleeved shirt that was covered by a denim jean jacket. His jeans were a light grey while wearing black boots.
"Fuck, man! Just want my fucking money." Crab said suddenly, looking around then up at the sky while it rained lightly down on him. "And this fucking rain. I hate the rain."
Geary stops what he was doing, annoyed with Crab's constant complaining. "Yeah, I hate the rain too, okay? You don't hear me complaining."
"You gotta be kidding me. Look at you, all nice and cozy." Crab said, holding out his had to show what he meant as Geary just sat there in the car.
Stopping his work once again to look at him, tossing his hands up. "Yeah, I'm doing my fucking job, Crab. What are you doing? Let me just focus here, okay?"
As the two bickered a bit more, across the street Brandon's black dodge pulls up and parks before climbing out. He makes his way across the street. Wearing a black t-shirt covered by a grey light jacket, dark blue jeans and brown hiking boots.
Brand and the two criminals exchange glances as he makes his way towards the door to the station.
Inside the station, Dominika was holding a black metal police baton in her left hand, using it to beat the Sheriff when he had refused to help them with what it was that they were asking him to do. Hitting him a few times with the baton before kicking him in the stomach then shoving him into his chair.
"Sit down!" She ordered before turning around with a start, drawing out her gun when the doors opened and Brandon walked in. "Whoa!"
Rhodes immediately stopped, putting his hands up before looking at the scene before him. "What the hell?" He asked mainly to himself but it was loud enough for everyone to hear. He glanced at the Shireff before looking over to Kim who was very scared.
Kim was still sitting in the same chair she had been in before the criminals had gotten there. Only this time, Banks was sitting on the Sheriff's desk infront of her, both legs on either side of her, to keep her from making any sudden moves. Brandon moved his gaze back over to Dominika who continued to hold the gun on him. Okay, he had to admit it. If not for the obvious reason...him being a guy; This woman was beautiful. But then again, she was holding a gun on him.
"You stay right there. We're just talking to the sheriff." Dom ordered, her eyes not moving from Brandon. It was obvious in her blue eyes that she liked what she was looking at. He was a handsome young man and was around her own age but then again, she was on a mission.
Brand's brown eyes stayed on hers for a few more moments before he broke the eye contact that they were sharing and moving his eyes to look over to Jensen who was quietly leaning up against the wall by the window. Surveying his surrounding a bit before his eyes locked back with Dominika's. "Who's doing the talking, you or the gun?" This caused her to smile a bit, letting her pearly whites show before she closed her lips around them again. "What do you want?"
"We're, uh...we're looking for a friend of ours." Banks answered,leaning his hands back on the desk as he moved the sucker around in his mouth some with his tongue. "He's up in the mountains."
"You need a gun to make that happen?" Rhodes asked, a sly smile grew on his features as he looked at the man.
Banks smiled back. "Yeah well, see, the Sheriff-he hasn't been accommodating thus far."
Brandon eyed his younger sister who looked small in her chair, holding herself as her eyes slightly watered a bit from the fear she was feeling along with the slight shake she tried to hide. He then looked back at Banks who seemed to be the one in charge. "I know these mountains better than anyone. Now put the gun down. Let these people go. I'll do you a courtesy and point you in the right direction."
"This ain't a negotiation, friend."
Glancing at Kim before returning his gaze back to Banks, he responded. "It is to me."
Banks sat up on the desk. "Okay." Pulling a gun with a silencer out of his leather jacket before quickly aiming it at the Sheriff. "Let's negotiate." He then fires the gun, killing the Sheriff instantly with a bullet to the head.
Kim screams out loud at witnessing the murder, right before her eyes. "Oh my God!"
"How am I doing?" Banks asks while Dom moves away from the Sheriff and moves to stand infront of Kim. "Should we do some more?"
The door behind Rhodes opens and Crab comes up behind him, pointing a gun into his side causing Brand to quickly react. Turning around grabbing the arm that held the gun before quickly moving behind Crab. Removing the gun from his possession, now pointing it at the Black mans neck while holding onto Crabs arm in a painful position.
Dominika's experession at seeing the man's moves were clear that she was very impressed, though she never faultered to lower her weapon because there truly was something that she wanted far more that to let this guy get the best of her before they were able to find Lawson. The man who had left her to die.
"You put the gun down or your friend dies." Brandon informs, quickly moving the gun so that it was now pointing over at Jensen.
"Wow. Well, he ain't my friend."
"You got that right." Crab instantly agreed with Banks before realizing that the gun moved back to be once again pointing at him.
Brandon looked at the man in charge before pointing the gun at him. "You think I can't break his neck and shoot you at the same time?"
Removing his leg from around Kim and pushing himself up off the desk with his hands up in the air. "Okay." He slowly moves closer to the counter, Dominika moves quickly behind Kim, holding her gun to her head and the baton around her neck. "Why don't you go ahead and do it?" Banks taunted.
Looking at Banks before glancing at Kim who looked even more freaked out than she was before now that there was a gun pointed directly at her head. His eyes resting back to the man he was ready to kill. "Get the gun off the girl, now."
Banks smiled. "Dominika." He said softly, causing her to look over at him. "Take the gun off the girl, sweetheart." Dom puts her gun away but keeps the baton around the teens neck.
"Don't make me kill you." He threatened as he heard his sister coughing a bit from being choked by the baton. This caused him to pull the trigger but it only clicked. No bullets.
"Aw." Banks shakes his head and tisks a bit. "Too bad. That must've been disappointing." He laughs. "You can't kill me."
Crab quickly got out of the grasp that Brandon had on him before taking back his weapon while walking over to stand beside Jensen. His facial features were one who looked like he was about to kill someone and he was directing his anger over towards Banks.
"See, I'm one step ahead of you." Banks said pointing at Rhodes then turning over to Crab. "Crab, five steps ahead of you. You stupid motherfucker, you think I'd let you crarry a loaded gun after what you did?"
"Whatever." Was the only thing the black man said.
Brandon walked a couple steps towards Banks, his hands up, showing that he wasn't going to try anything but that didn't stop the criminal from raising his gun up anyway. "Exactly what do you need from me?"
"Well, like I said before-we got a friend missing in the mountains. You're gonna help us find him. We think he's trying to cross the border by foot."
"We're gonna need the right gear. We get in those mountains without supplies, we're screwed. The Sheriff should have enough gear for everybody in his depot." Brandon informed, knowing that no matter what he was going to have to get these fugitives up to the border to help find their friend. Whether it was really their friend or not."
"Good."
Rhodes turns to look over at Kim. "What about the girl? She'll just slow us down. Let's leave her here." He said in the hopes that they would see reason in what he was saying and allow her to stay behind. Unharmed.
"That's right, the girl. Yeah, I thought about that. Seeing as how you're a do-right kinda guy, the girl-she's gonna come with us, because God forbid you fuck us over in the forest, her blood will be on your hands. Can you dig it?" Banks said in a tone that let him know that he wasn't messing around.
After a few beats, Brandon nods his head. "Yeah.
"Good. All right, let's gear up. Let's get going."
On the road.
Dominika drove one vehicle up the path towards the moutain that would lead them to the person they were looking for. The only thing holding them back was finding their way through the woods. Inside her rig was; Banks, Kim and Crab.
Following behind her, Brandon drove the Sheriff's truck which was loaded with all their gear for the hike. Inside his rig was; Geary and Jensen.
"Okay, I'm getting a signal just up ahead." Geary said as he looked down at his tablet which was helping him track down Lawson and their money.
"Make sense." Brand nods while driving. "There's a trail at the base of the mountain, about a half-klik from here."
"Sweet. The weather's clearing up too." Geary reported, looking out the window, glancing up at the sky.
"Yeah, don't be fooled. It changes on a dime up here."
Moving further up the path, they see the same dark blue van parked off to the side. Banks quickly perks up. "There's the van. Pull over."
Both vehicles pull over to the side of the road, causing everyone to start piling out of the cars. Banks was the first to climb out and make his way over to the van, searching through it as Crab gets out of the vehicle, holding onto Kim. Dominika climbs out of the drivers side and slams the door, turning to look behind her just as Brandon climbs out of the truck, slamming his down before he catches his eye a moment. He then turns around walking towards the bed of the truck with Jensen. Geary gets out, still tinkering with his tablet.
Crab holds onto the back of Kim's jacket, pulling find he sighs. "Aw, son of a bitch." It was the tag he had planted on Lawson back in Nevada. He grabs a rope that was sitting on the dash then gets out of the van then turning to look at Dom. "Dom."
"Yeah?" She asks moving around the truck.
He tosses over the rope. "Tie her up."
Crab shoves Kim roughly into Dominika, who stumbles back at the impact before quickly stablizing the teen. She pulls her over to the side, near the entrance to woods where they would begin their hike.
Rhode's watches carefully from behind the truck, grabbing the bags out of the back with Jensen, who keeps looking over at Geary. "Oi, Geary, put your Tinkertoy away and help us out over here, yeah?"
"Yeah." Geary nodded, still looking at his tablet.
"Now! Let's go." Jensen called, causing him to finally move, walking over towards them as a backpack gets tossed at him. Geary catches it as he steps back a bit from the impact.
"Hit me." Crab requests as he takes a few steps closer towards Jensen who tosses him a bag as well.
Geary begins to put away his tablet inside the pack as they all begin to walk towards Banks, Kim and Dominika. "Hey, guys, not to sound stupid, but did anybody bring a compass?"
"Yeah, stupid-him." Jensen retorts, referring to Brandon.
"Don't need one." Rhodes says following them over towards where the trail begins. "Different ways to figure out where we're going. The weather moves East. We need to head North." he then looks over and watches Dom tie the rope around his sisters waist. "Is that necessary?"
Banks looks at him then over to Dom and Kim. "What, this?" He asks, looking back at him. "Oh yeah, I think that's pretty necessary. But don't worry. Dom-Dom has a lot of experience tying people up." He smiles turning back to Dominika. "Isn't that right, Dom?"
She turns around, looking at Banks with a smirk on her face before gazing at Brand. Giving him a wink and a smile before returning her focus at tying up Kim. Once she had the rope tied around Kim's waist, keeping the tail end of the rope in her hand to keep her with her at all times.
"Aw fuck, this pack is heavy." Geary complains, shifting his pack on his back.
"You're such a tosser, Geary." Jensen sighed looking at him.
"Oh, fuck you, you limey asshole." Geary turns to look at him, faking a british accent.
"Whinge whinge whinge."
"Oh, this is bullshit." He said back in his normal voice.
"You might wanna shut your gobber or I'm gonna do it for you."
As the two bantered away, Dom put on her pack then bent down, picking up the last pack and without looking quickly shoved it to Kim who was to busy paying attention to Geary and Jensen argue. She was however able to catch it without losing her balance due to how close Dominika was to her.
"My gobber? What's a gobber?"
"Enough." Banks finally demands of the two.
"We need to get moving." Brand informs moving through the group, passing Kim and Dom. Eyeing both of them before moving to stand beside Dominika. "I don't think you want a family of hikers to find us out here."
"Ah, that's good, cowboy." Banks smiles. "You sure you ain't a criminal?" Now I'm just taking a wild stab, but I'm guessing we're going this way." He points to his right, which lead to a trail leading through the thick woods.
"Yeah well, enjoy the weather. It's gonna get a lot worse."
"Fuck it. Let's go."
Banks was the first to start them down the trail. Rhodes turned to look at Dom who smiled at him as Kim started to follow Banks and Jensen who were making it further down the path but she was quickly stopped by Dominika. "Oh." She said pulling the teen back, to drag her behind her.
Brandon followed the two as Crab moved behind him. Leaving Geary up on the road still, looking down at the trail. He sighed. "This is gonna suck."
"There's an old loggers' trail about 15 miles North of here. I think your friend's heading for it. I know a shortcut." Rhodes says while leading them deeper into the woods.
"Good." Banks nodded, following behind him as Dom, Kim, Geary, Crab and Jensen follow.
"Holy crap, girl." Dominika laughs turning back a bit and yanking on the rope to get Kim to keep up with her.
Further into the woods, the weather suddenly changes and rain begins to sprinkle down onto them. "I told you the weather changes on a dime. It's gonna slow us down." Brandon alerts the fugitives.
"Then it'll slow down our friend, too." Banks smiled, knowing that this weather wasn't such a bad thing if it was going to slow down Lawson as well.
Brand slows himself to a stop before looking around to get his bearing, causing them all to slow to a stop as well. Dominika stops first, slowly trying to catch her breath from all the walking. Her eyes watching Rhodes as he looks for the right direction they needed to head down. She is then suddenly pushed to the side by Geary who tries to get past her. She turns to look at him then shoves him before he stops beside Brandon.
Rhodes turns his head to look at Geary who pulls out his water bottle and drinks a big gulp of it. Leaving about one more gulp in it before it would leave it completely empty. "You can go three weeks without food out here, but only three days without water." Geary just looks at him a moment, unphazed by the words before turning around and taking the last gulp of his water before walking a few more steps ahead.
"That reminds me-I need to take a piss." Crab says walking past all of them to go relieve himself.
Banks steps up next to Brand, looking towards Crab's direction. "Do not get lost." He says before walking away a bit himself.
Jensen leans up against one of the many trees and lights himself one of his cigarettes. Leaving Dom, Kim and Brandon by one another. Kim takes a few steps towards her brother while Dominika retreives her own water bottle to take a sip.
"So are you gonna do something or what?" She asks, standing close to him.
"Just do what they say and you'll be fine."
She shakes her head. "Everything is not fine. These people are crazy."
"Pretty soon they'll be too tired to see straight. Just be patient." He says, trying to calm her down as his eyes wander to all the criminals before his eyes land on Dominika who wasn't paying much attention to either of them as she looks around the woods a bit.
"Right." Kim said nodding her head a bit then taking a step back from him. "You never listen to me."
After speaking, Dominika pulls her back towards her, her blue eyes staring up at Rhodes with a curious look on her face. She had heard the last part of what the Teen just said and now was beginning to suspect that the two actually knew one another. Brandon held eye contact with her before it was broken by Dom who looked to Kim then back to Brand.
"I have to go to the bathroom." Kim said, turning towards Dominika.
"Fine. I'll take you." She agrees, grabbing the rope and pulling her along with her, pushing past Brand then further into the woods to get away from the men, so that the Teen and herself could have some privacy.
Geary who had gone to use the restroom comes back and walks up over to Banks, shivering from the rain. "I'm cold."
"Live with it." Banks said in a deadpan tone as he turned his head to look at him and shrug.
Brandon walks a little closer in the direction that his sister had disappeared in before stopping at the sounds of voices in that general area the girls were.
"What, you got a problem?" Crab's voice could be heard.
"Crab, what the hell are you doing?" Dom asked harshly just as distant as Crabs.
"Huh? Stay down." He argues before a loud smack could be heard followed by a thud, sounding like a body dropping.
Kim's screams soon ripped through the woods. "Don't touch me!"
At hearing that, Rhodes quickly dropped his pack and ran in the direction of the sounds. When he moved through the woods, stopping suddenly staring at the sight infront of him. Crab was ontop of Kim who was struggling beneath him while he tried to remove her jacket. Dominika was a few feet away unconscious on the ground. Between seeing the sight of Dom on the ground and Crab ontop of his little sister, Brand snapped.
"I saw the way you were looking at me back there." Crab hissed. "Shh shh. Relax, shh." Crab said trying to get her to stop struggles and crying.
Brandon rushed up behind him in a rage, grabbing the back of Crab's jacket, catching him by surprise. "Get off!" He demanded before throwing the man off his sister and into a near by tree.
"The fuck?" Crab yells after bouncing off the tree, he pushes himself up off the ground and pulling out the knife he carried on him as Dom slowly began to stir. "You really know how to crash a party, mountain man. Wait your fucking turn."
Crab moves in to stab him but Rhodes was able to block it easily before punching him in the face, causing him to stumble back. Pulling the man's wrist back and getting him to drop the knife while Dom finally slowly begins to come out of it, turning herself around to watch the scene. Brandon takes one hit to the face before he counters and breaks Crabs arm then a couple of his fingers. Crab screams in pain.
Banks, Jensen and Geary walk quickly to the scene as Dom slowly gets to her feet, grabbing the rope that was still connected to Kim, pulling her closer to get her away from the fight.
Rhodes, pulls the man's arm back then drops to the ground causing Crab's shoulder to break. Crab screams out in pain as Brand gets up and grabs one of criminals legs, lifting ittill he had a hold of his foot then quickly twisiting it, making it break instantly. It was quickly followed by a gut wrenching scream from the man.
A gunshot rings out through the woods, getting the fight to stop. Brandon takes step back and looks towards Banks who is holding up a gun. "Whoa ho ho!" Banks yells out. "Okay. What the hell is going on here?"
"He had his hands on the girl." Brandon explained, pointing down at the man. His breath heavy as he wore a scowl on his face.
"So? What business is it of yours where he puts his hands?" Over by Dominika and Kim, Dom bends slightly grabbing her head in pain. This gets the attention of Geary who nudges Banks before pointing over towards her. "Dominika, did he..." He sneered, raising up his gun towards Brandon. "..did he hurt you?"
Kim turned looking to Dom, scared that she would say it was and it would get her brother killed. Dominika on the other hand, shook her head, biting her bottom lips some as she held her head. Her eyes casting down onto Crab who was on the ground, she then looks back up at Banks.
Getting the hint, Banks moved his eyes away from Rhodes and down at Crab, lowering his gun. "Oh. I see. Crab, did you fuck up again?" When he didn't get a response, Banks just spoke again. "Hey, say it-you fucked up."
Crab layed there on his side, breathing heavily and groaning from the pain he was in. "I fucked-I fucked up, man. I'm-I'm sorry." He started crying at that before pleading for his life. "Look, I'll give you half my cut, man."
"Oh, half." Geary scoffs.
"All of it then. I don't care. Just don't-just don't fucking kill me." He cried, looking up at Banks with pleading eyes.
"Oh, I'm not going to kill you." Banks says before turning his head. "Jensen, shoot this piece of shit." He says handing him the gun.
Jensen takes the gun and aims it at Crab who starts pleading with him. "No no no. Don't, Jensen, no! Don't don't, okay? Don't don't do it. Don't!" Then without much more delay, Jensen fires the gun, killing Crab.
Kim screams jumping back while crying, staying close to Dominika who barely flinched when seeing Crab killed infront of her. Rhodes looked at Banks a moment before turning his head to look over at his sister then back to his original subject of interest.
"Okay, problem solved." Banks smiled, taking the gun back from Jensen. "Next!" He yelled, pointing the gun at Rhodes.
"Brandon! No!" Kim screams, quickly rushing towards her brother.
"Hey! Get the fuck back here." Dominika yells, quickly pulling on the rope, yanking her back so hard that when Kim flies backwards, the back of her head hits Dom in the face. Nothing to bad. Didn't even leave a mark but it was enough to make her stumble back a few steps. She then wraps both arms around Kim to keep her calm and steady.
"Brandon? Oh." Branks grins wildly. "You two know each other. Is she your girlfriend?" He asks staring at Brand while Dominika looks between him and kim a moment, not sure what to make of the accusations Banks was making.
Taking in a deep breath, he turns looking over at Kim whose crying then to Dom who looked a bit disappointed that this might actually be true but she was trying hard to fight what she felt so it wouldn't show on her face. Brand took notice of this when Banks didn't. "She's my sister." When she heard the truth, Dom relaxed a bit but it didn't go unnoticed by Geary.
"Oh, that's beautiful. She's your sister." He smiled happily. Banks looks down at Crab's body a few moments then back up. "So it wasn't that he was putting his hands over some young girl. He was putting his dirty grubby little fingers over your baby sister." He shakes his head, tisking him as he moves a bit closer to him. "After all we've been through, you're keeping secrets from me?"
"You never asked. "Brandon sarcastically replies.
Banks laughs. "And here I thought you and I were friends."
Brandon shook his head. "I'm not your friend." He says seriously, in a calm voice, causing the smile to fade off of Banks' face. Rhodes turned to look at his sister and Dom then back to Banks. "If I have to help you people, so be it. But the next person who touches my sister is dead."
"Aw." Banks nods, allowing his smile to return. "Okay, mountain man. Why don't you show us the way?"
"North-we go north." Brand says pointing behind Banks.
"Lead on."
Chapter 2! I hope that you are enjoying the story. I would love your input on what you would like to see happen with the characters.
Author-Ashes2181