1: Another Prologue

1: Another Prologue

A Chapter by Magic Toast

             The woman screamed for help as the two masked criminals held her at gunpoint.  A thunderclap from the storm overhead immediately silenced her.

            “Look lady, we just need your purse.  We don’t want to hurt you, all we want is your money.” Said one of the crooks with a hint of anxiety in his voice.  His gun was shaking slightly, making the women even more terrified.  The other thief slowly walked up to her and pulled her purse from its strap, snapping the band in two.

            “You sure we just want this purse?”, whispered the other thief to the first, “Cause, I mean, we could, you know, rape her or something.”  The women gasped and froze.  The first thief backhanded the second.

            “For Christ’s sake, Jake, I’m not raping some girl.  We’re thieves, not monsters.”

            “What if we beat her up?  It’d be some good intimidation.”

            “I have issues about hitting women.”

            “She’s got nice jewelry.” Said Jake with a sing-song voice.  The first thing lowered the gun a little and thought for a moment.

            “Yeah, ok, take her rings too.”

            “No!  Not my rings!  They were a gift from my family!  You’ll take my rings from me after you pry them from my cold dead fingers!” Cried the woman.  The thief cocked his gun.

            “That can be arranged.”

            “The hell it will!”  Cried out another voice from behind them.  The two thieves whirled around to see a young girl jump into the middle of the road in front of them.   Standing less than five feet tall, the tomboyish girl was thin, washboard flat, and in no way intimidated the two thieves, who promptly laughed.

            “Who the hell’re you suppose to be, string bean?” Said Jake.

            “Get away from the lady, you two, or do I need to make jerk-shaped craters in the road?” Said the girl while putting on black, fingerless gloves.

            “Yeah, nuts to that.  What’re you going to do?  Sissy slap us?” Said the first thief, aiming the gun at the girl, “Look, either you let us do our business or I shoot you.”

            The girl cracked her neck and made a taunting movement with her hand.  The thief shrugged and shot the girl between the eyes.  The woman, who was now being held by Jake, screamed.

            However, instead of the usual falling-over-dead that comes naturally to humans who’ve just been shot in the face, the bullet bounced off her head without so much as flinching.  Although she did blink when the gun was fired.

            “The hell?” Said the thief bewildered.  He tried again, shooting her head, arms, legs, stomach, every place he could think of before running out of bullets.  He dropped the gun soon after, stunned and terrified.  The girl just stood there with her arms crossed and without a doubt the cockiest smirk ever conceived by man.

            “What are you?” Stuttered the thief as he took steps back. 

            “I’m the reason you don’t steal, b***h!” The girl said, slowly moving her hands towards the pair of brown aviation goggles on her head.

            “Jake, do something!” Said the thief.

            “What?  Do what?  She just took six bullets and didn’t even fall down!”

            The first thing regained his composure and charged the girl, praying that the punch he was about to land would do something. 

            “Let’s ace this.” Said the girl as she pulled her goggles over her eyes.  As the thief ran up to take a swing, she ducked slightly and slammed him in the stomach.  The punch was so strong it knocked him not only off his feet but into the wall behind him.  Jake, stunned by what he just saw, accidentally let go of the woman, who in turn ran behind the girl.  The girl slowly moved towards Jake, who pulled his own gun out to try and shoot her despite knowing it wouldn’t work.  He couldn’t get off a single shot, however, before the girl dashed in at blinding speed and knocked the gun to the ground.  A single punch to the face practically flipped Jake upside down from the force before being elbowed in the back with enough force to derail a train.

            Having slammed into his friend, Jake and the first thief fell to the ground.  They could barely stand up- the fact they weren’t red paste by now was nothing short of a miracle.  They didn’t have long to count their blessings, however, as the girl grabbed both criminals by their heads and forced them into a standing position.

            “Now, what have we learned from this?” Said the girl.

            “Agfhadadhfafasa!” Screamed the two thieves, both of their jaws broken and bleeding and attempting to beg for their lives.

            “That’s right: Agfhadadhfafasa.”  With lightning reflexes, she dashed behind the two thieves and swept their feet out from under them with a single low kick, but resisted the urge to send them both flying into the side of a building.  “Couldn’t have put it better myself.” She said, mockingly dusting her hands.

            After removing her goggles, she walked back over to the woman, who was terrified that a four foot eight girl in brown cargo pants and a red t-shirt nearly murdered two six-foot-tall criminals armed with guns.

            “You okay, miss?” She asked sincerely.  The woman was too afraid to say anything at first.  The girl picked up her purse and handed it to her. “I don’t think they took anything, but double check just to be sure.”

            “I…you just…you just killed them!” The woman whispered.

            “Psh, nah, they’re fine!  Just a little…broken.” The girl said, hand waving the event like someone spilled their ice cream by mistake.  “Don’t worry about them.  The cops usually clean up the trash around this time.”

            The girl waved to the woman, before walking off.   The woman clenched her purse and slowly fell back on the wall of the sidewalk.   The rain was starting to let up.



© 2011 Magic Toast


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Nice start, nice imagery, although it could use a little worse. You say the rain was starting to let up, but I haven't read of any rain in the start of this chapter. You only brought up rain in the end, and that kind of kills the setting that I had in mind. Great job despite that, keep up the great work!

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Nice start, nice imagery, although it could use a little worse. You say the rain was starting to let up, but I haven't read of any rain in the start of this chapter. You only brought up rain in the end, and that kind of kills the setting that I had in mind. Great job despite that, keep up the great work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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