1 Ch 1 Caught

There was a price on her little head. The fiery little ginger glared through the photo. Strong arms hold her in place for the mugshot. I could feel her intent gaze in my soul.

"You need this little girl, and you are sending me to get her?"

"Tatius, this isn't a little girl, she's a crazy assassin, don't believe me now but I warned you."

I shake my head at him and walk out without a look in his direction. Who does he think he is? My boss sure but can he really tell me what to do. He just tells us what to do while we go out and hunt the hooligans. A little girl, sending me Tatius to get a middle schooler. Ignorant asshole. Why not send Felix or Chris, "I am THE BEST" I scream in frustration. I grab my hand guards and mask, pocket a few things and grab the keys to the jeep. I would be back soon.

The chick's address is texted to me. I approached and waited for any sign of life. The address led me to a crap hole apartment complex. Some junked cars rest under street lights and a couple of greasy long haired dudes smoked. No sign of the girl, and I didn't expect to find her here but you can't change where you grow up. I would know that.

After getting frustrated once more and finding no one leaving or entering the place I sped off down the road. It's a side of town no one chooses to go unless they have to. I was dodging my eyes through space street lights when a figure appears in the middle of the street too close to stop in time before hitting them. I slapped on my breaks as they bent over my hood and their body was tossed upwards. As soon as I reached a stopped, I ran out of the car to help. It's my job to get bad people not kill innocents. I ran the full length around my car, even looked under but I didn't see a body. Now the panic set in, this was some creepy supernatural crap. I hopped back in my car as fast as possible and rolled up the windows and locked the doors. I did a driveby to make sure nothing was there. Still nothing, I sped faster than I ever had before. Well almost, I had no problem with killing someone but this is not part of the plan. It haunted me, even if I wasn't supposed to feel, I didn't deserve it. I hit a big bump in the road and heard a soft thump in my car. Now i was sweating, i just needed to get back into town safe. I turn my head to the side curiosity peeking and a bag covered my face. It went black but I refused to give up. I slammed on the break to possibly throw my attacker off but they held tight. Then I smelled a familiar scent of chloroform and held on for those painful seconds but there was nothing I could do but give in to the dark.

My back was killing me, as I woke found I was curled up in some mystery location the bag still over my head. My attacker had the decency to double tie my arms and legs. They must know a little about me by taking extra precautions for my escape. Escape is my specialty. I heard a my car door open and close and the engine start. Good luck asshole but my car is touchy. My internal map was off and my head felt woozy still. I wonder how long I was out.

THe bumpy road continued on and I knew the chances of being in town were impossible. I can't wait to kick their ass. They may be prepared for me but no one can make a bitch of Tatius. My jeep, I assume i'm in chugs up a hill and dies.

"SHIT" a girl's voice chokes, and the car MY CAR lurches. My baby was crappy but MINE. MY STUFF.

"Put the emergency brake on fast before we flip!" I don't want to die before seeing the face of my assaulter. Not before hitting him, I mean her in the face. I hear her pull the break and breathe heavily. We sit here for a little bit then she starts it back up and makes it up the hill, I rubbed my hands together testing the room I have to move. To reach the knife in my pocket. It's far in my jeans and freaking skinny jeans, why did I do this to myself. I contorted trying not to make to much noise but the bag over my head crinkled and we stopped. She got out, and my fate awaits me. What will I do- the back door opens and I fidget. Then everything goes white, and my eyes take a minute to adjust to light for the first time in a day.

It's her. Upside down, over me. Red hair dangles from her ear, and black lashes frame her pretty brown eyes.

"Why were you looking for me?" She asks, her lips move over her perfect white teeth but no smile. In fact she doesn't look happy at all.

"I asked you a question dimwit, answer me?" I snap back to the present.

"I wasn't looking for you, this must be a mistake." I can easily win her over with my charm, no woman can resist me.

"Don't act so innocent, I know you are a bounty hunter. I know you are one of the top in your class Tatius, and I saw you watch my fake address." Her eyes glare at me but a tad of curiosity lies in them.

"Boys gotta do what a boy's gotta do." I reply, she already knows me no point in giving her anything else. Shes still a little girl, but different from the picture. She looked older and more mature. Her muscles flexed as she dragged me out of my backseat not caring what I hit my head on.

"You suck." I comment with my neck on the dirt.

"Do you know who I am, or are you just a little boy sent to get something for his daddy." She laughs.

"I'm not an errand boy-"

"Then what's my name huh pretty boy."

"Oh you think I'm pretty" I smile with a wink but it doesn't reach her, maybe since i'm laying in the dirt in a mystery location. She squats next to me and shuts the door. Then reaches her hand into my pockets and grabs my knife, the silver vial and picture of her.

"EW this is the only picture Lawrence could find, this was like four years ago." She holds them and stares at the vial intently.

"I've always wanted to try this, spins the knife in her hand and cuts off the rope on my leg. Using my own things against me. She pulls me up and my legs wobble for the tiniest second and I run taking in my surroundings, dirt, trees, grass, shack, dirt. Face in the dirt, she pins me down and takes the knife and cuts into my neck. It stung but wasn't enough to do anything but cosmetic damage. She sits there, and I feel a familiar warm feeling that tingles my cut. Her slim fingers rub the metallic blood into my skin, and it grows back into perfect condition.

"Sweet, we are going to need more though." She gets up off me and pulls the collar of my shirt up with me.

"You are going to help me get more pretty boy."