Chapter Seven: Someone Must Get Hurt
Anna hid out in one of the large oak trees surrounding the clearing, her face smeared in mud and wearing her black ninja pajamas, just like Daddy taught her. The clearing she overlooked was small, maybe ten meters in diameter. Robert hid in the bushes a few meters away, watching the approaches from the main campus while Katya hid out along the path near the dorms, keeping an eye out in that direction.
Right on schedule, Aja came walking down the path, seemingly distracted by the headphones wrapped around her head and singing aloud.
"…as I whisper in your ear, I wanna fucking tear you apart."
'An appropriate song,' Anna thought, waiting to get the perfect drop.
Such was not the case. Aja pulled the headphones from her head as the song ended. She entered the clearing and stopped. Carefully stowing her player and headphones in her shoulder bag, she carefully set them beside the large willow at the head of the clearing.
"You may come down from there, Miss Fiddler," Aja said calmly, looking directly into the oak tree Anna was hiding in.
A few moments passed and Aja began to pace the clearing, every once and a while glancing into the tree. Anna, caught by surprise that her ambush had failed, chose to remain stock still. Perhaps something could be salvaged from this disaster.
"Mister Bruce," Aja said, glancing toward the bush at the foot of another massive oak. "I certainly hope you are not part of Miss Fiddler's plot to ambush me."
Nothing happened. A faint breeze caught up Aja's uniform skirt and ruffled the hem slightly.
«Katя?» Aja spoke in perfect Russian. «Где Вы?»
No response. Katya squirmed in her hiding spot. She meant no ill will toward this person, especially if she had taken the time to learn a bit of her language.
«Извините,» Aja said. «Я огорченн о Зтом.»
'Come on, Moka,' Katya thought desperately to herself. 'Where are you?'
Aja stood in the clearing near Anna's hiding spot.
'Better get this over with,' Aja though to herself with a sigh. She walked to a spot almost directly beneath Anna's hiding place and sat down. She did not have to wait long, as the distinctive rustle of movement in the leaves alerted Aja that this little dance was about to begin.
A/N: I am starting to notice a recurring theme here. The title for this chapter is the name of a song by She Wants Revenge, also an appropriate chapter title. Aja is singing a line from the group called, "Tear You Apart." Read on and tell me what you think.
BTW, for those of you who do not know Russian (mine is rusty) the translation is as follows:
«Katя?» Katya?
«Где Вы?» Where are you?
«Извините,» I am sorry
«Я огорченн о Зтом.» I apologize for involving you
See? Even Aja knows Katya wants no part of this. As for Robert's state of mind, read on and see.