Author's Note: Action is hard to write! I hope you don't hate it. I like being discriptive in the fight scenes.
Part 2: The Fighter and Her Friend
Months later, in another part of the world:
The ad had specified that there would be good pay. 'Well there had better be,' Raven thought. She needed that money. As she slipped through the shadows, her face hidden behind a black mask, she listened hard for any sounds to break the heavy silence. The city was cold tonight. And wet. Not a good night for a walk. It had better be worth it, she kept thinking. She froze in her tracks as she rounded a corner. That must be it! She stared at the huge building lit by outer lights. The mansion sat on a hill far outside the city, and was surrounded by wrought iron fences. She began at a quicker walk, concentrating once again on her mission. She was not expected.
The clipping from the paper was tucked safely in her belt pouch, and she felt inside for it, just to make sure. There it was, folded up and slightly crinkled- her ticket to freedom...
...
She came to the fence and jumped atop it. Looking around the yard, she noticed suddenly that she wasn't alone. All around the lawn were floating lights- flashlights. The place was heavily guarded. Nothing she couldn't handle. She had broken into tight places before. This couldn't be all that difficult...
About ten minutes later, Raven stood under a window, her back pressed against the wall as a guard passed. Once all was clear, she slid open the window and swung herself in. It was dark. Perfect. She slipped easily through the darkness, completely hidden. The way she liked it. The darkness had always been her protection- her greatest friend. Through an open doorway and into another room... "What the-?!" she exclaimed as lights began to flash and loud alarms rung out deafeningly. Her pupils dilated when all of a sudden, walls opened and she was surrounded. Strange machines hovered before her, behind her, and above her. Through another door, the sounds of yelling could be heard faintly through the deafening alarms. Someone was coming! In an instant, she thought four things at once: HOW could she have been so careless as to activate a trip alarm, people were usually harder to deal with than machines, she had to get free of these machines, and she only had moments to do so. Her hands flew to her belt, and at the sudden movement, the robots fired their lasers. They never had a chance to hit their target. She slung the black whips around her expertly, the robots dropping like flies. They kept coming.
'There isn't enough room to move in here,' she realized suddenly with panic. The whips were too long to move properly in this cramped space. Her eyes snapped to the walls. No windows, and she was blocked from returning to the room from which she had come. Finding no other way, she kicked out with all her might, and the wall exploded. She was out in the moonlight and lamp-light before the dust had settled. Again, she was fighting for her life under a curtain of flying robots. She slung them into each other, ripped out their insides, and sliced them apart with her whips. 'They just keep coming!' she thought angrily, dodging a frenzy of lasers.
Everything froze. She breathed heavily, keeping her arms up high and waiting for them to begin attacking again. They backed off.
'What-?'
A rumble was heard and the earth shook. Another noise was heard... a high pitched buzz...
"Agh!" she yelled in pain as she was hit from behind by an exploding miniature missile and was thrown forward into the air. She slammed to the hard ground and skidded to a halt. Her eyes were screwed shut and her fists clenched the earth as she slowly pulled herself to her feet. Her weapons laid several feet away from her on the ground.
The trembling began again, and she spun around. A giant human-shaped robot towered above her menacingly.
"You're going to pay for that," she said under her breath angrily. She was mad, and that wasn't a good thing for whoever had attacked her.
"Behold! Jack Spicer's evil giant gaurdbot!"
In the head! The person controlling the robot was in it's head!
"I don't know what you're doing here, but you won't- huh?!"
The woman seamed to disappear into thin air. A few metallic 'clunk's were heard, and then everything was quiet.
"Where did they- gah!!"
Raven held Jack's arms tightly behind his back with one hand and held the whip secure around his neck with the other; her narrowed purple eyes lit with fire.
"Oh please, don't hurt me!!" he cried pitifully.
"Why not?" Raven replied in a deadly, accented whisper.
"I'll do anything!!" Jack begged.
She released him without hesitation, pushing him forward and sending him crashing into a wall. "Good." She opened up her belt pouch and pulled out the ad Crumbling it in her fist, she tossed it to his feet. "Because there IS something I need you to do."