EH, TOO LITTLE FOR TOO LONG, I KNOW. I JUST COULDN'T GET INTO IT THIS TIME. BUT JUST ABOUT A WEEK UNTILL WINTER BREAK!

Ch 52: Monsters

The second our eyes passed the arch, blinding light flashed in our eyes. I closed my eyes against the attack, stumbling and, consequently, falling on my face…and dragging the other two down with me. C.J cried out in her new child's voice as gravel imbedded itself into my palms.

I sat up, not knowing whether to rub at my stinging palms or shield my eyes. I managed to crack them against the bright light and saw we were now in in the middle of an endless two lane road. I turned my head a little to see C.J sitting on her knees, rubbing at her scraped hands. White had already stood up and was trying to adjust.

I looked around again, my eyes now able to see a little better. "…Where the f*** are we now?" C.J looked up and around, her eyes widening in recognition. "No way! This is…."

She trailed off. I raised an eyebrow and followed her and White's gazes to see C.J running top speed down the street straight at us. She was once again older, probably the same age as we know her. As she came within 20 feet of us, I not only saw that she was bloody with torn clothes, but that she was carrying a little girl.

She stopped near us and set the girl down. The little girl had matted brown hair and a bloody dress. C.J shooed her, "Keep running. Don't stop until you get to the police station, under any circumstances, got it?" The little girl grabbed C.J's tattered jacket, "What about you?!" C.J spun her around and gave her a not so gentle shove, "Don't worry about me, just run! Stay in the bushes close to the road!"

The girl squeaked before doing as she was told, looking back once before disappearing into the bushes. C.J looked behind and then got down on the ground, pressing her ear against the gravel. I recognized the tactic of listening for enemies in the distance and was once again impressed by C.J's abnormality.

She jumped up and run into a tree, climbing up to a branch of reasonable height. I looked at the other two and shrugged before we walked over to the base to get a better look. I watched as C.J drew a gun from her freaking pockets…she must have some big a** pockets. (Actually, C.J cuts the bottom of her left pockets out, giving her quick access to the holster she kept strapped on her thigh.)

We watched as she breathed heavily in and out, trying to catch her breath. She didn't get very long. Not two minutes later, a massive long vehicle came barreling down the middle of the wide road from the horizon at about 90 miles an hour. I blinked and noticed the speed limit sign nearby. 50, clear as day. For whatever reason, they sure were in a hurry.

Memory C.J saw the thing coming…. I looked down at the mini C.J, "…What exactly is that thing?" Not taking her eyes from the scene, "That's an RV."

Memory C.J saw the RV coming and readied herself as it got closer and closer. When it was about fifty feet from her perch, memory C.J shoved a branch aside and opened fire into the vehicle.

My eye widened as everything seemed to be in slow motion. I saw one, two, three holes punch into the windshield before it shattered. I caught a glimpse of the three or four men behind the wheel before one of their faces exploded into a messy pulp. A loud ding sounded out as the radiator was struck, and then the huge RV went spinning out of control.

It tipped over to the left like a toddler before turning sharply to the right, causing it to swing wildly and harshly enough for it to turn completely parallel to the road as the side of the vehicle met the pavement. The sound of men screaming, the screech of metal on concrete, and the sight of sparks flying and metal twisting almost busted my eardrums.

I slapped my hands over the sides of my head and looked up at the memory C.J, who had grabbed on to the trunk of the tree and was holding on for dear life as the vehicle rolled and rolled noisily on the blacktop.

Four…five…it rocked one last time and then came to a stop. The huge RV was hardly recognizable…defiantly totaled. Memory C.J hopped out of her tree and reloaded her depleted gun at the base of the tree before walking over there. She kicked glass out of the way and shifted some debris before she found some of the bodies. And only one of them was alive.

He was coughing and hacking, a heavy sheet of metal trapping his legs. C.J leaned down, grabbed his collar, and put her gun to his head, "Homage, for all those little girls whose lives you and your buddies ruined."

The man stared at her through bleary eyes before blinking and, in a heavy effort, he said, "…That you? …Cloudy?" C.J's eyes widened and she dropped the man back down on his back. He didn't complain, but kept on. "…Yes, Cloudy, I remember you. Selem's little girl. I could never forget those eyes."

C.J stared in disbelief for a moment before snarling and grabbing him by his collar again. "How the hell do you know me?!"

He let out a hacking cough, "Don't you remember Cloudy? You and your mommy even stayed at my pal's place for about a month…how are they? Your mom and big bro? Your mom can't be doing good, if you're chasing down guys like me."

"I did hear something about your bro getting his guts splattered though."

I felt the killing aura from both memory C.J and the mini C.J right next to me. I glanced down at her to see she was gripping White's hand tight, and biting her lower lip to the point it bled.

The man wheezed and laughed, "It would have served him right. That little-"

C.J raised her gun and pulled the trigger. She glared down and dropped the bloody pulp that had been his face, "No one talks about Nii-san like that."

White and I stared open mouthed as memory C.J walked out of the wreckage and started down the street towards us. I looked at White, and then we both looked down at mini C.J. She was staring at the a**hole in the street with a coldness that made the devil look like a Christmas elf.

She glanced up at White, then at me. Her eyes lost that steely edge as she looked behind me and pointed, "Is that one of those doors?"

I snapped around to see an odd looking red door set into the trunk of a nearby tree. "Uhh…y-yeah…." She started forward, "Then let's go."

P.O.V Change: White

I looked down at mini C.J, who was still gripping my hand tight enough to turn her knuckles white. I frowned, "C.J…back there…you-" "I what?"

"You killed that man." Black glanced at us, interested. She stared at me for a moment. I tried again, "I thought you were against killing people!" Again, her brown eyed gaze held. "…I am against killing people White. That man was a kidnapper, a murderer, a drug pusher, a rapist, and a child molester. I can hardly feel bad about killing a monster." She turned back and started moving again, "Besides, he was a dead man anyways. Even if the hospital did manage to save him from his injuries, it wouldn't mean anything because he would have gone straight to death row. In the end, I did everyone a favor, end of that story."

…Before, I had doubted that C.J would be able to bring herself to kill Alistair when the time came. I remembered all the things that Alistair has done to her so far. Now, I knew she would crush him like a cockroach.

THAT'S ALL FOR NOW, SORRY. I'LL TRY TO MAKE THE NEXT UPDATE BETTER, BECAUSE WE GET TO MEET THE OTHER SIDE OF C.J!

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