A/N: Sorry for the long delay! My computer wasn't working so I had to get it fixed! but now I'm back with the next chapter! and it's pretty long too! And Thank you too for the reviews.
Bolt: The Super Human
Chapter 4: The Kitty Rescue
As the sound of the gun going off rang through Mittens' ears causing them to ache thankfully that was the only pain she felt that ran through her body. With caution she peeked her left eye open to see what happened only to see him sporting a large smirk at her reaction. Realizing that he had shot at the rope cutting it loose and not at her. The limp ropes hanged from her hands as she stared at him in disbelieve but it quickly changed to fear.
"Wipe that look off of your face and get over here kitten." He ordered lazily as he stuffed his gun back onto his holder that was located under his black jacket. "Well aren't you going to move?" he snapped at her as Mittens didn't move from her spot shocked in fear. The man sighed in agitation as he made his way towards her then grabbed the rope and started to pull her but she wasn't moving so instead he reached for her and started to pull on her wrists hard snapping her out of her daze as she felt the painful yank from her wrists. Mittens opened her mouth but quickly realized she couldn't talk, blinking back some tears not letting them fall.
Bolt ran as fast as he could while trying to active his bionic speed that didn't seem to want to work. Frowning as a tiny bit of confusion leaked into his mind but his worriment overpowered it quickly.
Once he reached the top of the stairs and reaching the open door that lead to the rooftop. He stopped to catch his breath for a bit and hoping that he wouldn't see the woman bathed in her own blood dead on the cold floor where he had left her. Nothing.
There was nothing left only a bit of rope tied to the pipe and that was it.
"No blood." Bolt said absentminded as he walked closer to the pipe hoping to find at least one clue that hinted where she might have been taken to. Sadly there wasn't, the only thing left was their backpacks. When he breathed deeply through his nose Bolt caught a scent faintly remembering the woman's scent only to find another's as well. He smiled finally having something to lead him on. "I'll there soon woman." Bolt muttered into the cool autumn night breeze as he ran to the stairs.
Mittens tried not to cry knowing that that would only lead to a rougher time but the gag tied on her mouth and the rope tied around her wrists holding them above her head was making her feel less than a small kitten thrown into a pack of hungry dogs. Mittens tried to look around the warehouse to see if the man had come back only to be able to breathe easier after she was sure that he wasn't coming back anytime soon. I spoke too soon! Mittens panicked as she heard the side door of the warehouse slammed open as then many voices chattered "Vegas was where the boss took her. That poor rich girl." The big idiot sighed sadly "Yeah poor Lenny." The other wallowed only to be smacked by the third one over the head "Quit feeling sorry she had it coming! Never having to worry about food and such" muttered the third one bitterly.
Mittens' eyes widen Lenny? Did he mean Penny as in Crazy's Penny?
That had to be it! Mittens tried pulling her hands down or that at least the rope would snap with her weight pulling against the metal hook which only caused her more pain but that didn't stop her. The wooden chair creaked as she shifted hoping to…to… she just didn't know anymore! All she wanted was to be left alone but Crazy didn't let that happen and then he had to leave her tied up!
Mittens slumped onto the chair. She was alone and trapped again and know she knew where Crazy's Penny was and he wasn't around. Mittens perked as realization reached her he would save her right? No! She shook her head hard which only made her dizzy. She had to find a way out herself!
All the shifting and noise that her chair made had caught the attention of the men. "Oh yeah what are we supposed to do with her again?" asked one of the men while pointing at her causing her to gulp in fear. The tall thin one rolled his eyes "We're supposed to prep her up…" as all Mittens heard when something caught her eye. There! Moving in the shadows of the medium sized warehouse was her crazy! If it weren't for the gag she probably would have shouted out his name this thought caused her to frown, she didn't know his name and she was pretty sure that he didn't know her name as well.
Not making any noise as he stalked his prey through the shadows astounded Mittens since his combat boots looked heavy enough to make noise but then again she hadn't heard him walk up behind her before, his bright white hair under her black cap she must've dropped earlier.
Bolt looked at Mittens tied up caused him to frown. Not liking it one bit seeing as she didn't look to be strong but scrawny, her big green eyes widen when she caught sight of him making him smile a bit at her.
Bolt searched for a way to get her out of there without attracting attention but sadly that didn't seem to be an option anymore as her captives started to walk towards her. Thinking quickly he moved quietly behind the nearest one and pinching him on the pressure point in his shoulder knocking him out then he moved to the next guy hitting him behind his neck. Mittens widen her eyes in shock as she watched him make his way towards her taking out the men but not hurting them in the process.
After finishing the third, Bolt wore a worried expression on his face as he looked at her "Are you okay?" he asked her while removing the gag from her mouth. Mittens nodded after finding that she still couldn't talk. Bolt smiled softly at her before moving his gaze to knot tying the rope together over the metal hook then frowning when he found that he couldn't untie it.
"Okay, this is what we're going to do. I'm going to lift you up so you can move your bonds out of the hook." He told her softly but instead of lifting her he waited for her to nod. Mittens nodded to him when she noticed it "Ready." She informed him in a shaky voice causing her to blush when she heard it. Mittens let out a small squeal when she felt Bolt snake his arm under her knees and the other around her waist causing him to chuckle a little under his breath which made her glare at him. Lifting her up she quickly shifted her wrists to unhook them from the metal hook and to put them around Bolt's neck.
A gunshot rang throughout the abandon warehouse followed by two gasps of pain. The bullet passed over Bolt's shoulder grazing it as well as Mittens' left cheek making her wince in pain while Bolt blinked in surprise.
A sarcastic male voice came from behind him "It looks like you found our little kitten."
Bolt put Mittens down and bends down to free himself from her arms, and then he turned his back to her pushing her behind him in the process. Mittens looked around worried in search for something that she could use to help him but came up with nothing only the chair behind her and that would only work if he was distracted that he didn't notice her creeping up around him and also if her hands weren't bound. Sure she could but it would cause a lot of pain and she wasn't sure she was going to need it anyway.
Eyeing the gun that was poised at him Bolt tried to think of a way to get them both out without getting injured or more he thought as a faint sting coursed through his right arm from the wound he had gotten. "Now after soo many years of searching for you, little kitten to find you with this misfit." He mockingly reprimanded her while glaring at Bolt "What will the boss think of his kitty being wild?" he lazed while shaking his gun to Bolt which made him growl at him as he pressed Mittens to his back. "Nat. what do you want with us? Namely me?" she stressed at him as she moved from Bolt's back to stand a short distance from him, Nat smirked "I just told you. The boss misses his kitty." He told her "But first we have to get rid of the garbage." He stated while he focused his attention back to Bolt who had walked closer to him. Kicking Nat's hand that was holding the gun making him let go of it then punched him in the jaw tossing him closer to Mittens who had reached for the chair then wincing as the ropes rubbed her sore wrist as she picked up the chair swung it onto his back knocking him down shocking Bolt in the process who had walked closer to him in case he tried to hurt her.
Panting she smiled at him holding the broken chair in her hand, after getting over his shock he smiled back at her.
"Can we get out of here?" she asked him in a whiney voice that she used to talk to him causing him to chuckle as he nodded feeling free for some reason. Mittens took a step towards him then collapse to her knees clearly still shaken from facing her nightmare just moments ago. Bolt quickly picked her up and she lifted her arms so she could put then around Bolt's neck so he wouldn't drop her.
As Bolt carried her over to where he had hidden their backpacks she couldn't stop looking at him, becoming uncomfortable with the attention Bolt looked down to her briefly and up again "What?" he asked.
Mittens blinked then blushed slightly at what she was doing "Nothing I just wanted to thank you for going back for me back there." She said softly to him while looking away to stare at where they were heading, frowning she turned to look at him again puzzled "Hey where are we going?"
He didn't answer her as they got closer to the trees near the warehouse. Bolt put her down; bending his head to lift off her arms from around his neck then when he was sure she was sitting down on the floor he smiled at her before going behind some bushes near the trees then pulling out their backpacks. Mittens rolled her eyes at him "Not much of a talker are you?" she poked at him.
"No. As to where we're going we have to find some place to rest." He said then he looked at her up and down. Mittens raised her eyebrow at him then followed his gaze, her black loose jeans where torn and dirty. Her black and white striped shirt wasn't doing much good either. The only thing not ripped was her long green jacket that was three sizes too big. Mittens could only imagine what her hair could look like but found that she didn't care. The only thing she cared about at this moment was taking a hot shower and sleeping in a warm bed and it seemed that Crazy felt the same thing as she caught him making a disgusted face after sniffing himself. "Maybe a bath as well." He murmured which made Mittens laugh lightly. "Yeah that wouldn't be a bad idea!"
"Let's go search for a motel for the night. Or for the day" She said but took it back after seeing the pre-dawn sky above them. "But first get me out of these things!" she demand shaking it in front of him.
Laughing he took her hands into his, only stopping when he looked at the complicated knot "Wow! I have never seen knots like these throughout all of my training." He stated in wonderment as he studied the knot closer. Mittens studied his face as if trying to figure him out and maybe she was. "So what are we going to do then?" Bolt moved his gaze from the knot to her face "I will have to cut it. It may hurt a bit but I will do my best to be gentle." He said seriously then moved his eyesight to her still bleeding cheek "And then I'll fix your cheek." Mittens widen her eyes a bit taken aback then she remembered the bullet and stinging in her left cheek. Looking at the rip in his black leather jacket she noticed that it was bleeding as well "Only if you let fix yours as well." She stated coolly not letting him know that she cared a bit. Reaching for his backpack and pulled out red Swiss army knife then a first aid kit, setting it to his side to focus on getting her out of the tight ropes and not hurting her too much.
"Ready?" he asked her when she was staring at the knife with slight fear well at least what showed on her face because inside she was downright scared that he would hurt her accidently, nodding her head slowly she looked away as he started his work on setting her free.
"Alright, all done!" Bolt said with happiness in his voice as he cut the last of the rope from her irritated and swollen wrists but frown when he caught sight of her wrists. Reaching over to where the first aid kit rested then popping it open to pull out the things he need to heal her wrists. Mittens winced when she looked at her wrists remembering the last time she had similar injuries when she was a child, she had just ran away from the Mafia the first time and she had to cut the rope that they kept her in all by herself that time.
The feel of something cold and slimy touching her aching wrists snapped Mittens out of her musing and down to her wrists.
"What is this?" she asked curiously while looking at the light green glop of goo on her wrists before looking up at him to him staring solemnly at her wrists as he started to spread the goop around them "Aloe. It's supposed to cool irritation and heal burns." He informed her "But this isn't a burn." She deadpanned at him but he continued as if she hadn't spoken "So I thought rope burn is still a burn so why not" he concluded smugly causing her to glare at him.
Once finished with wrapping her wrists with a roll of ban aids, she scooted closer to him blushing when she realized that he would have to take off of his jacket and t-shirt. Bolt took off his black leather jacket slowly wincing once since the pain wasn't as great as before then he put it to his other side away from the first aid kit. Mittens felt him stare at her but she didn't really want to look at him in his state "Well?" he asked her somewhat annoyed this made her gaze at him instead of the ground that she was glaring at hoping it would help her stop blushing and it did help a bit. Sucking a deep quick breath and letting it out she said "How am I supposed to clean it if your shirt is on the way?" she asked then smiled when he blushed a bit in embarrassment as he lifted his dark grey t-shirt off revealing his sturdy muscular upper body to her. The darkness covered him casting shadows over him and something that she was grateful for. Leaning closer to him to look at the gash that the bullet made, she cringed. It was still bleeding a bit and an angry red surround it which stood out against his pale skin. One thing was for sure he wasn't friends with the sun! Grabbing the povidone iodine she frown "This isn't alcohol." She said confused then she started to shift through the things inside the kit. Bolt chuckled grabbing the povidone iodine from the ground "No but this thing is better than alcohol." He handed it back to her when she turned her attention to him "Yes but I still would feel better if I cleaned it first with alcohol." She stated stubbornly as she placed it back on the ground and continued her search while Bolt watched her. Grinning like a mad woman when she did find it she quickly set to work on patching him up.
"You know" she started as she cleaned his wound with ease
"After knowing each other for a day now and all that crazy things that happened we don't know each other's names. I mean I refer to you as a Crazy." She laughed softly after telling him that. Bolt turned to look at her curiously for a bit then nodding looking away from her knowing what she meant since he himself called her Woman but still wasn't sure whether or not to tell her. What harm could it come too if she knew? Now he was sure that she wasn't working for the mafia or at least wasn't part of that crime. "Bolton Henry Williams" He said after a long moment of silence bewildering Mittens.
"What?" she asked surprised stopping her work to look at him confused. He smiled at her "My name. Its Bolton Henry Williams but I go by as Bolt." He told her smiling "Oh." Was all she said as she set back to work on his shoulder making sure that it was all clean before picking up the povidone iodine off of the floor letting the silence cover them for a moment, biting her lip nervously she pressed the lip of the bottle on the gauze then after she was sure she had enough pressed it to his cut letting it rest there a bit. Shifting her gaze back to his handsome face she said "Mine is Susie Mia Valentine but I prefer to be called Mittens. It's what I'm known as around here and I use it more than my real name." she explained concentrating on his wound instead of his face missing his grin "You don't look like a Susie." He said teasingly causing her to glare at him and added pressure to his wound but not enough to cause him a lot of pain "Well you don't look to be a Henry either!" she huffed at him as he laughed.
Mittens reached into her backpack and searched a bit before pulling out some money then handing it to Bolt "Go to the main office and request a room. Oh and ask for the cheapest they have!" she ordered him, Bolt nodded while pocketing the money then headed to the small pink building office. Mittens watched him go as she sat on the wooden bench across the road from the small cruddy motel, hoping that he could get them a room with the money she given him if not then they would be screwed. It was bad enough that she had to dip into her funds but know she knew that she would be coming with him so there went her freedom. Sure she didn't have to but she needed to after Bolt saved her, she was in his debt. And Mittens paid her debts in full when it was within her power to.
Bolt entered the small room surveying the place. "May I help you sir?" came a breathy female voice from in front of him. Bolt focused his attention to her, smiling at the brunette worker as he walked closer to the desk "Yes I would like the cheapest room you have for one day." Bolt said to her as she batted her eyelashes and smiling at him causing Bolt to feel a bit uncomfortable at her presence. The woman that was name Nina from what name plate indicated giggled at him then started to check the computer next to her for a free room. Typing quickly she pulled out a key from the drawer underneath the computer then placed it onto of the desk "That will be $135." She said as she eyed him up and down "But I'll tell you what I'll give it to you for $67." She stated happily as she finished typing while Bolt searched into his pockets for the money Mittens had given him then placed it on the desk for her to take. Nina pushed the change and key to him "It is room 8." Bolt smiled while nodding as he head for the door to get back to Mittens.
Opening the door Mittens swung her bag next to the door as she stepped in deeper into the room. It didn't look too bad, she had been in worst. The walls where cracked a bit but the owners had painted over them with white paint while the floor was covered in a dark burgundy carpet, it seemed clean and she very much hoped it was. The room had one bathroom, a small T.V in the far wall facing the large bed and a small desk. Bolt closed the door behind him then walked over to the bed placing his big backpack on it then he turned to face Mittens to ask her if she was going to shower first but stopped when he noticed that she stood frozen for a minute, waving his hand in front of her face hoping it would snap her out of it. That did the trick "There is only one bed." She stated looking at him in shock "Why is there only one bed?" she asked bewildered pointing at the single large bed in the room. Bolt not getting the problem nodded slowly "It was the cheapest room like you asked." He stated "I wanted to know if you were going to shower first or should I?" Mittens stared at him for a moment still in shock that he didn't seem to be getting the problem "How can you not feel awkward sharing a bed with a female?" she shouted feeling weird to be the only one to have a problem with this! Bolt blinked getting it now "Oh. Well I'm used to it. Penny and I used to share my bed when she would come over to stay the night on weekends." He told her smiling at the memory she guessed. She shrugged "Find. We can sleep together just as long as you don't try to get fresh with me. Got it?" she demanded. After getting his promise of no funny business she went to her backpack and started to search for the things she would need for her shower as well as her pj to change afterwards.
Freshly showered and dried Mittens sat at the foot of the bed channel surfing while waiting for Bolt to finish. Finding nothing on she turned off the T.V just in time to hear the doorknob turning, she quickly threw the remote to the nightstand then threw the covers of the bed open before jumping in and pretending to be asleep. Bolt not wanting to wake her up quietly made his way across the room turning off the lights then made his way to the bed.