Chapter 7- Of Knives and Rain

"WHAT?"

I yelled in surprise. "Your joking right?" I asked in disbelief. A crooked, toothy smile had appeared on my face with a raised eyebrow, I shook my head and chuckled. Pft, robbing someone in the middle of a storm? What an idea! Like somebody would seriously actually-

With a smirk on his face, he glided his right hand down and slipped it into his coat pocket.

"Oh no no no," he said with a little laugh, flipping out a pocket knife. "This is no joke."

He was serious.

My chuckling ceased. I stood awe-struck, staring at the the knife, then slowly looking back up at the brunette teen in disbelief as the rain rolled down the deadly weapon. I really couldn't believe that this kid was actually going to try and rob someone in practically hurricane like weather out here. My heart started to race as I realized the situation I was in. Fear bit down on me hard as my hands holding my hood started to shake. I think I was better off with the creepers that offered to give me a ride.

Jaw now a gape, he then started to twirl the knife around in his hand, putting one foot forward.

"Give me the bag miss and I promise not..." he paused, "not to hurt you," he said politely but in a menacing manner, which gave me the chills. I could tell he was lying. I started to back away from him, his eyes glinted in amusement as I did so.

"Whu-what do you want my bag for?" I said with a stutter, eyeing the knife that he now switched over to the left hand.

"I saw you had...quite the prize in your bag, some Duel Monsters cards that I would like to have." He said, motioning his chin at the lump underneath my jacket.

"WAIT, hold on."

I stopped. My eyebrows crinkled, I then said in bewilderment, "You mean to tell me...that you are robbing me...for a my deck of Duel Monsters cards? Ones that you could go to the store and get for what... a couple bucks? That is the most absurd thing I have ever heard!" I said, snapping out the last part. This was totally ridiculous! "You could have just asked for them, I would have given the ones you wanted to you," I said in an irritated tone, pulling down on my hood. "No need to go and threaten someone with a freakin' switchblade; do you want to go to jail for something so trivial?" The brunette snorted in vexation.

"No, I don't want your pathetic deck," he spat, his polite and gentle manner was now gone as he grew annoyed. "I want that card, the one hiding in the bottom of you purse."

I froze. How did he know about it? I then remembered. There was someone standing a bit of a ways behind me when I was trying to temporarily escape the rain at that store. He must have noticed it when I took it out to check on it.

"That card is quite rare, where did you get it by chance?" He asked, the rain hit his face but he was unfazed by it, his shoulders rolled in restlessness. "You don't come across a card like that by chance."

I shook my head. His eyes narrowed as he now stepped closer to me, I dropped my head and kept an eye on the knife in his hand. "That card is worth a fortune, now hand it over before I cut that pretty face of yours up," he threatened.

The rain was still beating down hard. Head once down, I then looked him straight in the eye defiantly. Eyebrows narrowed, I replied, "You cannot have it." He had no mask, no way to conceal himself. Even if I did give him the bag or the card willingly, I knew what he looked like and he was going to end me here and now so I could not tell anyone.

"Then I will have to take it from you by force!" He barked lunging towards me, that's when an intense gust of wind hit him square in the face, stunning him momentarily, making him recoil. My hood jerked out of my hands by the howling wind, exposing my face to the elements. He shook his head then glared at me growling in frustration. Suddenly, his eyes grew wide and he smiled at me. "Ohohoho, your the one that was at the Arcade with Seto Kaiba." He said with a "I cannot believe this" type of laugh, standing up straight. You think while he was distracted, I would have made a break for it...but I was sort of stunned myself from the wind almost tumbling me forward onto the ground, sending me hurdling towards the bandit...That and I was also scared to death. "You caused quite a stir," He said in a congratulating manner, waving a finger at me then putting his free hand on his hip, "You really pissed him off you know that?"

What? My mind was clouded as I now was starting to shrink back, fear had made me incapable to really comprehend what he was saying.

"I-I-Don't know-what your talking about," I stuttered, my eyes darted around me in search for an escaped route.

"Tch," he flipped the hair out of his eyes and smirked. "Oh well, it doesn't matter, you will probably remember soon enough, screw the card for now your coming with me." He then made a grab for me, that is when my fight or flight response kicked in. I darted off to my left, where I believed an alley lay before me as I ran for my life. The rain was pelting me in the face, I was running blind in this storm. I was not the only one. The brunette man was having the same problem, as he knocked his shoulder into the wall when I made a quick turn in attempt to escape.

"DAMN!" He cussed, cringing at the pain, he continued to run, then disappeared in the mist.

The would-be thief yelled something after he cussed, but the rain had dampened most of it out. Breathing heavily, I quickly glanced over my shoulder for a moment to see if he was still following me.

Surprisingly he wasn't.

I suddenly felt relieved, glad that I had lost him, but relief came too soon. I quickly took off again, as the teen's figure came barreling past me to my left, out of another alley way knocking his side into the wall, he grunted, missing me by just mere inches. My mind raced, how was I supposed to get away from this guy if he knew all the short cuts?

That's when I saw a flash of red appear out of the fog. I had no time to react, as I was lifted up off the ground, hand thrust over my mouth before I could let out a scream for help. This brute of a man that was not chasing me before held me suffocatingly tight, I struggled in his grip trying to break free.

'NO-NO-NO-NO-NO-NO!' My thoughts cried, thrashing head and legs around in a desperate attempt for him to let go. He did not budge. The thunder boomed above us as my lungs crackled for air.

"Don't you know that criminals like us travel in packs?" His hoarse voice whispered in my ear, making me freak out even more so than before. I tried to gasp for air, but his calloused hand over my nose and mouth and his grip crushing around my rib cage much like a python made it impossible to take a breathe. "Got her!" He bellowed, cueing the brunette to appear, this time limping towards us hunched over, a hand clutched tightly on his side as he barked in agony, "You WITCH!" He slashed at the air with his knife, more than irritated that I gave him the slip and his partner is the one who caught me. He then spat on the ground as he knelt against the wall, breathing heavily. "The Boss better be happy that we found her," The brunette man hissed, "because she was sure a pain to catch." His spiked hair now hung down in long wet locks, as his blue eyes stabbed at me with hatred. Pushing himself off of the wall, he proceeded towards me, shoulders raised, knife still in hand.

"I don't think he would mind if I had a little...revenge first, for her putting me through hell." he said wickedly, a deranged grin on his face as he slid the knife over the palm of his hand.

My green eyes widened with terror, I started to kick the guy that held me again. My voice was muffled as I tried to cry out again, but because of it, I was starting to loose more oxygen. The world around me was starting to blur and fade away as I started to loose consciousness. Not knowing what to do, I followed my instinct, which was to bite the brute's hand, and bite him HARD.

"OUCH!" The man cried out releasing me right away as he stumbled backwards to the ground, knocking his friend back down with him. His hand started to bleed from the his bite wound I had just inflicted on him. Dropping to the ground on my feet, I shook my head, took in a sharp needed breathe and fled, no matter how unstable I was.

"YOU MORON!" The brunette yelled, struggling to stand up as quick as he could, "GRAB HER!"

"Rrgh!" The brute made a grab for my jacket, he grabbed a hold and pulled me abruptly back. "KUREE!" The zipper became strained under the pressure and it popped, setting me free with just my bag on my shoulder, leaving my coat in his hands.

"DON'T LET HER GET AWAY!" The brunette threw himself at me, his knife slashed wildly at me at an attempt to stop me. Ceasing my dash for freedom was not in his favor, for he only got the bottom of my jeans, missing the skin.

I was pumped on adrenaline, off in the rain again, this time not checking to see if he was following me or not. My chest thumped, my heart raced more than I ever thought was possible; it was almost to the point of exploding out of my chest. I was sure I could hear the two, or at least the brute in pursuit. If they caught me again, I would die. That was the one thing that kept me fleeing like a deer being hunted by wolves. All the rain coming in different directions disoriented me as I started to hug the wall. I became confused and almost tripped over a trash can that appeared out of the sheet of ice before me. Nothing had looked familiar to me. My drenched bronze locks were plastered to my face, I was like a little girl who had just lost their parents at a shopping center and wanted to do nothing more than hide and cry and go back to Mommy and Daddy. However, the story behind this was more life threatening, but I really was a 'little' girl and I was lost and I was afraid. Life was not like a fairy tale where if you were a damsel in distress, your knight in shinning armor would come to your rescue and slay the villain. No. Reality was much more harsh. No one was one was on my mind, not Seto, not my Dad, my cards, the warm home I should have stayed at... only thought that was going through my mind was the possibility that I may not come out of this alive...and I would die alone.

I whinned is dismay, as I kept hitting trash can's and walls, slipping on the wet concrete from time to time; they were eventually going to catch up to me. The rain stabbed painfully at at my bare skin like knives, every rain drop made my body twitched, fearing that a real knife would appear in its place. I suddenly stumbled over a small ledge, I tried the best I could to keep myself stable as I dashed in the torrents of rain.

People say, that if you were about to die, your life would flash before your eyes; every emotion, every experience.

That was not the case for me.

Unexpectentaly, two bright, white lights appeared off to my left, my heart stopped as a I heard a loud, blarring screeching of rubber on pavement as something black and large came hurdling towards me.

Then I heard nothing.

The following writing above is based on a dream that I have had, so please don't criticize(I don't want any constructive criticism either, I want to progress on my own thanks xDD) if the characters are not acting like "they usually do" THANKS!

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JUST KIDDING! That would be MESSED UP if I ended it like that! Hope to have a new chapter done by sometime next week~! Thanks to those who have been reading this, I really do appreciate it! I am still trying to get back into writing, I hope everything was alright! Question though, should I make these longer? Because they seem a bit short O_O Its hard to expand a dream but I will if necessary lol! Oh btw, I SUCK at Chapter titles. Just saying.

OH NOES! Seems Saranna has croaked! Or has she? Tune in next week to find out!