The Gothic Ballerina Part 5 (standard:science fiction, 1495 words) [5/8] show all parts
Author: kissofthehungry	Added: Jul 08 2005	Views/Reads: 2620/1855	Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Following the dwarf to The Hyenas head man's home gives Echo a startling revelation and increases her little group's numbers.

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seeking.  A man so fat, that he had three roles under his chin and 
twice as many on his waist, sat with three young girls preening over 
him.  A large cigar hung out of the corner of his blubber lips and his 
beady eyes glittered with greed as he held a handful of cards and a 
pile of money next to him.  Echo threw all caution to the wind and 
stalked towards him.  His eyes lit on her and hungrily roamed over her 
form. 

The fool had no idea what was coming.  Before he could react, the sword
was whistling through the air and slammed with such force through his 
throat that his head landed on the floor.  The cards and money were 
scattered into the air and suddenly, the room was filled with screams.  
Everyone was everywhere, attempting to flee but having no idea what 
they were running from.  A bloodlust that seemed to possess her made 
her move like lightening, overtaking the other players of the child 
flesh game.  One by one, they fell on her blade, hysterical and full of 
fear only to die. 

By the time she was done, the room looked like a slaughter house.  Her
chest heaved and suddenly, she felt sick to her stomach.  Gagging, she 
dropped to her knees and began to cry.  How could such evil thrive?  
These girls were innocents, most too young to even know what their 
bodies were really capable of.  Now, she had only traumatized them more 
and she felt guilty, and dirty.  Mikey looked as if he felt the same 
way but it didn't stop him from bounding up onto the stage and running 
through the curtains to find his little sister. 

Moments later, he came out, holding the trembling child, her makeup now
smeared with tears and a blanket around her shoulders, covering her 
partial nudity. 

When she saw Echo, she began to sob hysterically, "Please don't kill me.
 Please!"  She looked up at her, pained by those words, having no 
intention on ever harming an innocent. 

Mikey intervened, "No, Kitty, she came to rescue you.  She's not going
to hurt you."  The hazel eyes staring at her still did not trust her, 
but she didn't look as if she were going to bolt either. 

"Why'd you come to rescue me?  I didn't need rescueing," then she turned
on Mikey, "I told you I was fine.  Why don't you ever listen to me?  He 
took care of me, gave me everything I wanted.  Now look what you've 
done." 

"Everything you wanted?" he had lost his cool, "Right, everything you
wanted, you merely had to be his tramp.  His whore!!!  That's just a 
small price, right?  You're too young to know what you want and this is 
not it." 

"Too young? Just because you're older does not mean you know everything.
 You don't know anything about me and what I want or need," she 
screamed and Echo rose, feeling both irritation and pain from memories 
over their fighting.  It seemed like an eternity since she had been a 
part of sibling fight much less heard one, but she didn't have the time 
to let them finish it. 

"Your love for each other is overwhelming but we've got to get going. 
It won't be long before others have heard about what's happened here 
and we cannot be caught in this place," she interruped and they both 
looked at her with death glares.  Not caring, she shrugged them off and 
began making her way towards the exit, gingerly stepping around people 
and parts. 

As they exited the house, she saw a familiar face that hit her hard in
the stomach.  JonJon, in black leather and spikes, stared right into 
her face before speeding off on the motorcycle he'd been sitting on.  
She was frozen to the spot, stunned by the view that had just presented 
itself.  Her brother had been here as well, she could have found him if 
she had known.  Then Mikey grabbed her by her arm, urging her forward, 
for they could hear the roar of a great multitude of vehicles coming 
their way.


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