Allyway trouble?..((Anyone))

[Rasha Sorel]

Who needs a map?.. The best way to get to know a place is to just simply roam around,... even if you get lost....Actually getting lost is the fun part you'll learn new things that way.

Truth be told getting lost was the fun part about roaming around on the streets; especially at 11 o' clock at night. Alright so maybe others wouldn't find it fun, but Rasha did. She adored the night with a strong passion, as the years went on the night and her had become rather close allies. It would provide her with the cover she needed for whatever reason, as she would provide it with the satisfaction of someone's screams. But tonight.. for now that is.. she was just roaming freely trying to get a feel for this place. Examining it for future referrence for she knew that remembering the layout or at least enough of this place would come in handy for her sooner or later.

She walked down the streets passing by such buildings like a jewelery store, a tattoo parlor, Starbucks.. things like that of course not all in the same area. Why that would just look plainly weird..a tattoo parlor next to a jewerly store? What would the world be coming to if they did that? Well then again weird things tend to happen. Her hazel orbs shifted in there respected shocks watching everything and everyone that passed by, as well as taking in the surroundings making sure that the further she got she could easily find her way back. Her long thick mid-back black hair flowed loosely upon her back. A dark green tank top lightly hugged her upper body, as a pair of black lightly fitted jeans caressed her lower body. Taking a glance to her right she caught sight of an allyway; back streets to be percise. Her eyes glistened a bit at the sight of it as a smirk crawled across her face.

Ooo..something new. Look at it.. how mysterious and unwelcoming it is.. Heh almost like Mystel.. speaking of him he's been gone for awhile.. Oh well whatever he can handle himself...[/color]

Stopping in her tracks, she simply stared into the nothingness of the allyway, the smirk remained as she decided that she would 'explore' this part as well. But of course with extreme caution, this would be the perfect spot and timing for them to catch her. But then again they know very well she would be able to defend herself well even in the dark, after all they all trained in the dark for reasons like this.

"Well then... let's have a look..."

Cautiously she looked behind and around her, and then looked forward keeping her eyes on the allyway as she proceeded in. It was pretty dark but yet there was some visiblity; not much but enough. Only a trained eye would be able to see very clearly in this. There was a dumpster near by in which a sound came from, quickly her eyes shot towards it and her hands came up forming a fist as her body faced the noise. She wouldn't take any chances, just as she was about to speak a small dog; a golden retriver to be exact; a puppy; came out from the right side of the dumpster which she couldn't see followed by a small boy. Upon seeing that she dropped her fist and exhaled being to proceed with her 'exploration' until the dog ran up to her and stood in front, looking up wagging it's tail and panting.

"You want something?"

[''I'm sorry miss... he doesn't mean no harm.. come here Spot."]

Why must people give dogs such names like Spot?...Whatever his choice..[/color]

As the boy picked his puppy up, Rasha noticed he seemed no more than maybe 10. She simply looked at him and began to walk away, as he spoke again stopping her stride. His voice was shaky which meant he was scared.

["Umm... y..you..you're not one of... them.. are you?"]

"One of who?"

That question alarmed Rasha just a bit. The first thought that popped in her mind was ''them''. She wondered if they had already found her. But before she could get an answer from the boy a guy came up behind him and grabbed him by the back of his neck. Rasha's eyes widened just a bit as she felt another prescence this one behind her. She turned around to see a guy walking up to her dragging a chain on the floor, and three others came behind him. Five in total not completely bad odds. She stood sideways, her right shoulder facing the other 3 and left facing the guy who held the boy as he spoke.

'I'm tired of you meldling in my affairs kid... This is the last time.'[/color]

The kid whimpered and held his dog tighter, as Rasha looked and knew she had to do something. Normally she wouldn't care about such things, but not even would she kill a child and unfortunitly she was involve. So basically one could say she was helping herself out of the situation more so than helping the boy. The guys of course wouldn't let her walk out so, taking a deep breath and exhaling it, she spoke under my breath.

"Damn."

And quickly gave a hard right elbow to the gut of the guy closest to her on her right. But it wasn't the one with the chain, it was one of the others for he had stepped up. As he was falling forward she proceeded with a knee to the face, but soon after cold hard metal could be felt wrapping around her neck and then a sudden yank, the chain pulling Rasha to the floor hard on her back; she could hear the boy scream [''No.']' as the guy that held him walked over to her still holding the boys neck.

'Trying to protect him huh?.. You really think you can handle all of us?.. Heh.. I'll let my boys have whatever fun they wish with you... and then I'll have mines..hehehe'[/color]

"Go ahead and try.."

Their sick laughter could be heard as the metal around her neck tigthened beginning to choke her. She would've swept the mans leg whom was holding the kid but the problem was the kid was in the way. At this moment, she had to hold back and re-think what she could do, cause currently any crazy movement that she was thinkining of the kid was in the way. The other three drew near and the one she hit started getting up.

The things I get myself into...[/color]

((OOC: Meh sorry about the length and all...fingers have a mind of their own. XP LOL))

[jakeyjake]

OOC: Sorry if this post isn't that... 'good', I am experimenting around with my posting style.

It was another night to be out in the town, the street lights small glow was the best light which was seen when walking down the streets of the city. Foot steps were heard walking along the side walk, white tennis shoes colliding with it each time the man who was in them took a step. It was a fast paced pattern, each step taking him forward. This man has been walking along the streets for an hour now, and he has been using this exact same pace the whole time. You could see the clothes on his body shaking, the black hoodie moving left and right while he moved, his black jeans shaking along with them as well. All which was in his vision was blurred, his eyes having a bit of salty water mixing inside them making it hard to see through his glasses.

Almost every piece of skin was invisible to be seen, pale hands sunk into the pockets of his hoodie, face disguised by the hood which was over his head giving him warmth and privacy, one could call him a stalker of the night. Once he hit an alleyway though, his body came to a halt, and he made himself rotate to where he was facing the dark path. He stood there in silence just staring, his body still shaking, and his eyes shifting left from right around the place. Finally, after what was a long awkward pause, the man who's name was Jake began to walk inside the alley his hands slipping out of the pockets of his jacket, and his forearms raising up guarding his chest area. Every foot step he took was slow, his head looking from side to side, his eyes shifting around in a very random pattern scanning all areas with an abnormal haste.

Suddenly, a high pitched hissing sound was heard from behind him, and Jake jumped what felt like ten feet in the air turning around his legs pushing him back several feet in a quick unexpected pace. Shaking even more than before Jake's eyes found himself going upon a black cat which was roaming around the dark thug filled labyrinth they were inside. Easing his arms, and having a sigh escape his thin lips, Jake turned back beginning to walk once again moving closer to his designation. That was around the time he began to hear noises again, it seemed like a struggle, moans, groans, every noise being made just screaming out violence. Jake found himself once again halted, all he had to do was turn the corner of the alley, and he would be face to face with the trouble at hand.

Quickly he used his right hand to wrap tightly around a crowbar which was lying on top of the dumpster that was to the right of him. After that he took a step forward, his foot stepping onto something, and his eyes looking down to see an empty cigarette box under his feet. Staring down at them, wasting many more seconds, he bent over taking the box with his left hand, and then continuing until he was around the corner. At this moment he saw the struggle with his own eyes, a chain around a girl's neck, a boy whimpering, and being held against his will, these were the many things which could happen to those who dared to venture out during the night. Moving back a step back, Jake began to shift his eyes from the way he came, and back to the struggle which was taking place before him.

Tightening his left hand around the cigarette box, he quickly raised it up and back getting some force because soon after he chunked the cigarette box making it go on a one way collision course with the man who had the chain around the neck of the girl. It sored in the air, and it managed to hit him right in the right side of the face. That was when the attention of the thugs then was on him, making him in the spot light of this dark night. Tightening his right hand around the crow bar even more, his muscles flexing, and his body still shaking, a few drops of water going down on his hidden face, Jake cocked his head to the side then began to speak. The tone was shaky, and it had a very scratchy tone to it as if it was a person talking after losing his voice due to it swelling up from an abnormal amount of use. Take a wild guess how his voice has been used the past few hours.

"I don't care what you do to these people, but just... get the hell out of way, and leave me be. Just... let me pass..."

OOC: Sorry I sort of godded one of your NPCs, and you like... have total control over them from now on, I don't want to do something to them I shouldn't. Oh, and once again, sorry the post is a bit weird, I am testing new RP styles, and trying to challenge myself with random rules. >.>

[Rasha Sorel]

((OOC: It's quite alright, I liked it... And I don't really think you godded one of the NPC's. Who's to say that he noticed the box coming at him? XP. I sometimes normally allow whomever joins some control over my NPC's depending on the situation, but I understand your reasoning. But I still give you some control, just don't go to crazy now. LOL XD.))

Rasha's back was against the concrete ground as the cold metal remained tight around her neck. She truly wanted to avoid hitting the small boy at any cost, but then began thinking that sometimes there are casualties in certain situations. As much as she didn't wish to injure the boy, she knew she had to do something. Besides she would make sure she didn't hurt him too bad if she was absolutly forced to go through him to get to them all. As they all surrounded her, the guy that she had hit earlier stormed over apparently completely pissed off, and kicked Rasha hard on her left side. The young beauty grunted slightly in pain before speaking, her tense hazel eyes looking up to all of them.

"Heh... is that the best you got?.. You're gonna have to try a lot harder than that...."

The leader of the group; the one holding the boy; smirked and snickered a bit before speaking.

'Heh... I can tell you got a lot of mouth there sweety... Hmm... I could use a girl like you... Teach you the proper way to use a mouth like yours'[/color]

His men all began to snicker and look down at Rasha with hunger in their eyes. With sick thoughts just streaming from twisted minds, pouring out into their eyes. The looks they were giving gave a gateway as to what their nasty minds were thinking about doing with the young beauty. You think about what they have in mind.

Ugh... how disgusting!.. I'd be damned if they even tried![/i]

Just the thought, the image of what they had in mind made Rasha shiver with disgust. But it also made her fire ignite, that fire that would stop at nothing till they were all serverly injured or better yet dead. Stalling time was over now, the time for action had arrived. And boy did it arrive in the appearance of male whom seemed, by his voice pattern, a bit scared. But no matter, he managed to get all of their attentions which gave her a great opening. Better yet the leader had also taken a step back while still holding on to the young boy. The one with the chain that the cigarette box had hit just simply stared at the male like he was stupid.

The other three turned around; one was fairly larger than the others he wasn't necessarily more muscular, he was more cubby but had muscles none the less. The one standing on his right was a bit more skinner and muscular, and the other was more medium sized. As their attentions went to the male with the crowbar, who cared nothing for Rasha or the boy, Rasha noticed that the leader moved away a bit. The skinny one and the cubby one made their way towards the newcomer, which was even more perfect for Rasha.

Good..[/i]

A smile crawled across her face, as she took her hands off the chain and placed them on the ground by her head as if ready to left herself up into a bridge. And indeed that's what she did, but not necessarily a bridge, well actually she didn't stay in the bridge formation for to long. Pushing her body up towards a handstand position, she was able to kick the guy that was holding the chain around her neck in the face. In doing so, he fell back releasing the chain. Once he released, Rasha brought her feet down to the ground and took the chain off her neck, wrapping a bit of it around her right hand and allowing the rest to dangle to the floor.

Keeping that smile, she quickly wrapped the end of the chain around the medium sized one's neck as he turned around. Instead of choking him out, she simply swung him hard into the dumpster; causing him to hit is head and fall to the ground. She took back the chain and stared at the leader as the other two were already close to the one with the crowbar, but they turn their attention to her when she attacked the other two so basically the male had all the opportunity to attack. Rasha's hazel orbs remained on the leader as her smirk remained and she spoke to him.

"You was saying something before?"

((OOC:Sorry.. really not my best post. I'm going through something right now.. and kind of forced this out of me. So I apologize, I promise I'll do better.))

[jakeyjake]

OOC: This post isn't too swell, sorry for the late response, school kills me, so I can only find time posting mainly on the weekends. I'll try to post more reguarly though.

"Only two? Alright, let's get this started..."

Holding his crowbar up with both hands, and moving a step backward, Jake's brown eyes stared at the two, his body relaxing from the tension he once had. Jake's fingers were loosened against the crowbar, and he cocked his head to the side as a gesture toward the two men. The skinny one charged right toward him, and Jake quickly kicked up his right leg, his left leg remaining planted giving him a good foundation to work with on the ground. The foot went straight up, the tip of Jake's toes digging deep into his stomach, and causing him to lose his breath in the process.

Unfortunately, while Jake was doing this, his focus was off the chubby guy, and though as hard as it seems, Jake's eyes actually didn't see him coming in. The guy's fist hit hard against the right side of Jake's face, and caused him to jump with his left leg to the side, and quickly withdraw his leg which was digging into Sir Skinny's stomach. With this done, Jake quickly tightened his hold back onto the crowbar, then swung it hard at Sir Chubby.

Needless to say, a hard thud was heard echoing through the alley after he dropped hard onto the ground, blood dripping from the now open wound which was marked upon his face. A very wicked smirk when on Jake's face, the blood reflecting from his brown eyes, and his entire body tightening up. Every single muscle in his body began to pulse, though still shaking, it was not the type of shaking once seen, it was different, it was... psychotic. Before long the skinny guy charged at him, and Jake quickly jabbed the crowbar into his stomach, once again forcing the air out of him.

He couldn't hold it back, a crazy chuckle escaped his lips, it wasn't loud, only the skinny man could hear him. Jake's right hand let go of the crowbar, and then grabbed onto the skinny man's hair pulling him forward, and forcing the blunt crowbar farther and farther into his stomach. Finally, after about ten seconds he let go of the crowbar, letting it and the skinny man fall down on the ground, now that this was over with both of his brown eyes stared at the fight going on in front of him. That smirk remained on his lips, and blood from the chubby man after the crowbar hit him was beginning to make a pool of crimson liquid under him. None of the attacks Jake made were fatal, but it would take time to recover for both of them.

So... now all he needed to do was watch how the girl was doing, and see what might happen between the lot of them.

[~none~]

Interesting...

Mystel took some time away to explore their "new" city, well it was pretty much a big city. He really have a chance to go here, since his time within the ranks of the Charon Organization. He wonder of travel always excite his "father", or one who named him, Koji Amano. He treded his way down a busy sidewalk. That's one thing he detested about this place, so many people walking around. Why? He asked himself through the course of his whole "scouting" of this wonderous and populated place. He made his way down near the back streets of the "boulevard". Finally he got some time... some type of area of peace and qui...

Hmm?

Sounds came from a alleyway not to far from his path. He made his toward there as he saw a man get thrown into a garbage dumpster. The sight was quite comical to Mystel but for what he went through before as a child his emotions was locked away from his, only to used when nessesary. Gently creeping over he got a good look at the person who gave the brute the toss into the dumpster. To his surprise, well... not really, his female counterpart Rasha stood, smiling and speaking the words.

"You was saying something before?"

Heh, it looks like she was "jumped" by some individuals who were looking for a "good" time. Of course he knew that since he knows how much of eye candy she is. He gently smiled as he walked up a bit closer to the swaggering individual as he tried to get his rubber legs under him. He could be seen by Rasha, but that alone would her see his face, but he knew even in the dark her eyes were still efficient. He gently tap the unnamed man upon his shoulder. The sudden hit to his shoulder cause him to turn around. From there, Mystel used the darken part of the alley and ducked sneaking in front of him. Mystel stood directly in front of the man as he finally turned around to meet an uppercut to his jaw and knee strike to his side, cause his body to cave-in from that position and further driven into the dumpster. A smile casade across his face as he spoke.

Its not right to pick up woman... By your means...

((OOC)) Sorry if this small my first post wanted to get something out...

[Rasha Sorel]

((OOC: No worries Ghisty.. XP. We all know how killer school can be especially the start of it. Hell by next week I should be working so I'll be just a tiny bit inactive. *Shakes head at Mieten* Must I tell you to watch your grammer mister...tsk tsk. Shame on you. XD))

The chain dangled at her right side as she and the ''leader'' were standing face to face staring at one another. The young boy was still in the mans clutches, as he held on tight to his puppy. Whatever this boy had done to these people they were gonna make sure he paided for it. It was apparent that he foiled many of their plans, most likey. But the thing was this little boy seemed intimated by them which made it seem odd that he even tired anything. The kid tired to move but the ''leader'' pulled a knife to his throat. Rasha just looked on without a word when her eyes caught on to a figure going towards the one she had thrown into the dumspter. Even if her eyes weren't too good in the dark, she wouldn't mistake that shadowy figure anywhere.

Heh... Mystel..[/i]

She had no longer heard any commotion coming from behind her so she could only assume that the male that arrived earlier had taken care of those other two, our they took care of him. Well just like he wasn't concerned with her or the boy, she wasn't concerned with him either. Rasha took her eyes off the ''leader'' for a moment and shifted them towards Mystel. With a smirk still on her face she spoke playfully to him.

"So the mystery finally decides to show his face..."

The moment she shifted her eyes back to the leader he had brought the boy closer to him, and raised the knife even closer to the boys neck as his little puppy growled, yet whimpered slightly looking at Rasha as if asking her to do something. The ''leader'' chuckled as he held the boy.

'Heh... not bad.. All this to help this worthless child. I didn't peg you for the type sweety.. Too bad though.. I would've enjoyed having ''fun'' with you..'

"Ugh.. digusting coward.. I would break every one of your fingers before you landed a hand on me..."

'So fiesty...such a quick mouth too.. Yea I would definitly teach you to use that right...'

The filth that pours out of their mouths is sickening...[/i]

The look within her eyes was clearly one of anger and disgust. Though it wasn't good for her to get so angry due to a certain event, then again it wasn't very good for her opponent to make her so angry. She held the chain tight as she stared down at the ''leader''. Just then he whistled which made her right brow perk up. A smirk appeared across his face as from out of the shadows of the allyway laughther could be heard. Rasha's orbs shifted around and looked behind her as two more came from behind the boy that had entered before whom was no longer holding that crowbar. About now he might wanna rethink it and pick it back up. And from in front of came, behind the ''leader'' came three more.

This is gonna be a long night I see..[/i]

Her eyes shifted towards Mystel and then back to the ''leader'' holding the boy, as he spoke.

'Heh... when I meant all of us before I didn't just mean 'us' that were visible... Let's see how you do now sweety..'[/b]

Rasha just sighed as her eyes showed intenseness. This wasn't something she wished to get into tonight. Let alone she didn't expect to be protecting this child. Truly like stated before she was helping herself out of the situation, of course in doing so she was helping this boy. As the men approached she stood her ground holding tight to the chain making eye contact with the boy for a moment and then back to the ''leader'', waiting.

((OOC: Geez. I feel like I'm forcing these post....lol..Mind... melting....XP))

[jakeyjake]

OOC: Not that good of a post, but I just wanted to get one in to not cause you'll to wait longer.

The footsteps quickly caused Jake to spin on both feet, his brown eyes peering at two more people who looked to be a bit more challenging than the first pair. A brow raised on Jake's face, his lips beginning to form into a smirk, his arms beginning to flex, and his feet beginning to carry him forward. Both of his brown eyes trailed from one of them to the other, but never did they hit that of the blood stained crowbar on the ground. Cracking his knuckles, Jake quickly make a silent charge toward the two, his right fist raised in the air, and aimed right toward the one that was of course, on his right side.

Miss! It soared through the air, and that was when the one who dodged scored a right fist right toward the side of Jake's ribs. It wasn't long before a left fist was punched right into his nose, and forced Jake back, the crimson liquid beginning to spill from his nostrils, dripping down, and soaking up the top of his shirt, as well as his lips and his chin. That smirk only widened on his lips before he charged once again, this time his speed harder to interpret as his right foot planted hard against the floor, and his left foot sent out a hard round house kick, his foot soaring hard into the face to Sir Lefty, and causing him to have a hard collision toward the floor.

The next one charged forward, Jake's leg quickly planted, and Jake sent a hard right uppercut into his stomach causing him to lose his air, and cough out blood due to internal bleeding. With that done, Jake pushed him off with his left hand, but unfortunately, he was too cocky. Sir Lefty had found Jake's little companion crowbar, and used it against him! A sudden pain hit the right side of Jake's head, instantly forcing him to the ground, the side of his head busting open, and blood beginning to pour down the entire right side of his face.

Was he down? No movement. The thug stared at him, his face red from where he got kicked, and then he began to raise the crowbar.

That was when it suddenly had a large thud on the ground, and he groaned...

GROIN KICK!

He collapsed to the ground, Jake placing both hands on the ground, and beginning to push himself up. A grunt escaped his lips, his breaths heavy now as he climbed up onto both feet, his eyes peering over toward the others to see how exactly they were doing at this moment.

"Dammit, I'm going to need to help them if I want to keep this damned annoying bastards off my back..."

[~none~]

OOC: Sorry for the late reply...

IC: Mystel stood on as he turned around to the woman that really needed no introduction to him. He heard faint words release from her lips as he turned around.

"So the mystery finally decides to show his face..."

Mystel kept his straight face as stared into the shadowy-type figure. He really didn't expect to come back so soon, but sensing danger is one of his senses that he required during his fierce training at the corporation. He walked closer to the shadowy-feminine figure as a few men came out of no where to surround the area. Of course to him, it really didn't make a different to him, to defend Rasha, he would make sure that they all would fall. But now, it seems like there's something that struck a chord within him. For he finally got the chance to lock his eyes upon the leader and the person that was in his arms. His orbs locked eyes with the little child that was in his clutches, with a knife by his neck no less.

Mystel's body stopped in place, his blood ran hot... the first time a feeling other than his stolic self was showing. He couldn't help to crings and move slighty. Truly if you look closer, you would believe that he was shaking. His fist clenched tightly, as his fingernails nearly tears into his palms. He lowers his head as he shook more and more. He couldn't take the sight that came to him. He also heard words, words that ripped into him as he remembered them.

"Heh... Not bad.. All this to help this worthless child...

Of course he said more but he didn't know what was going on at the time. His body couldn't control his anger that arose from him, the sign of feeling that he never expressed in front of Rasha. No hate, no love, no type of affection, just his calm casual face that never lost its coldness from it. But now, his feelings were finally shown, coming in the worse way. He snapped his head up and practically yelled towards the dark... practically pushing it away with his enraged voice.

"Worthless!!! You Vermin! You will drop that child, before I give a fate, worthy of your place in this world! I'll kill you like the beast that you are..."