Fan Fiction ❯ Catalyst ❯ Tim, Cassie, Lucas and a lone island. ( Chapter 4 )

AN: I own everyone! YAY! Well I don't own Cassie. Cause she might eat me!

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"Is heaven on earth possible?"

"You're here aren't you?"

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Eis purred, strapping Ana to a wall and moving one claw down the center of her shirt to open it slightly. "You seem hot. Allow me to give you some air."

Ana's tears flowed slowly. "Stop it! Stop it! I don't care if you use me as a catalyst but you're violating me!"

"I don't care." He purred lowly, lowering his claw further down her shirt to the bottom, but not ripping the bottom open for his own reasons. He grabbed hold of her pants and pulls at them gently before ripping off the button and zipper and thus ripping the legs away with his claws.

"Stop it!! STOP IT!" Ana sobbed, squirming to try and cover herself with no avail.

"Oh dear... look at the time. Tea time. I'll finish raping you later..." Eis purred walking away to leave her near half-naked hanging on a wall by strong leather belts and some chains.

"Lucas... I'm... So sorry... There's nothing I can do..." Ana hung her head slowly closing her eyes as tears dripped down her cheeks. "For now... I will protest... Twouldst be horrible twould I give in... To such a horrible thing... that's not being performed by you..."

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"So some psycho guy is using Ana to destroy the world? How come we're not dead?"

"Unfortunate for him that the catalyst power can't be controlled while she's upset. Lucky for us that's more then half the time. And if she's kidnapped and can't talk to her..." Bideru looked ready to choke in laughter that which she held back very well, " `Sweetheart...' then she's nothing but a walking rock in a box in the back of a very dark cave with no exit."

"Very... nifty... So what do we do now? I know you've got something planned."

"We need to collect some key people that she cares most about and that care most about her. People that may not like you or I but will corporate because right now that is probably airing all over the world... I mean he DID threaten to destroy the world with a little girl then flied away with her..."

"Hai. So where are we going?"

"To... uh... Alabama I think?"

"Alabama?"

"Seale, Alabama..."

"Seal?!"

"Seale..."

"Who names a town Seal?"

"I don't know... Let's just go..."

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- Seale, Alabama -

"Kick the damn ball Tim!"

"Shut up. I'm working on it damnit!" Tim hissed, stepping back a couple more feet before looking up to a group of girls who were chattering together. Tim pointed at them and they all looked at him like he was insane - well... then again. Maybe just because he was cute? In any case Tim ran at the ball and kicked it hard and as it flew he ran to the first base, middle of second… before.

Well the ball was going to fly into one of the girl's heads but Bideru'd gotten there first. "I save you a headache little girl, now run before I decide to decapitate it."

"Fly ball." Bideru purred, eyeing Tim with great approval.

"OUCH! BIDERU!!!" Cassie stormed out of a storage shed and growled a ball with Velcro on it sticking to her hair. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU WHEN THIS IS DONE!"

Tim crossed his arms, narrowing his blue eyes some. "What do you want?"

"Damn! He's hot! He's not my type; I'll admit that. Too athletic... BUT DAMN HE'S HOT!" Cassie near shouted.

Tim growled. "What in the fucking hell do you fucking want!"

Bideru tossed a piece of her hair over her shoulder and handed Tim the kick ball. "I take it you haven't heard the news then. Ana's been kidnapped by a psycho bastard. Is probably trying to rape her by now and he knows as well as I do that her catalyst powers are not controllable whence upset. So come with us now and we'll introduce you to something fun before picking up the next couple people."

Tim eyed Bideru. "Bideru. You are the village bicycle, I see."

"Huh?" Bideru blinked. Dumbfounded.

"Everyone gets a ride."

"YOU!!"

"If you're gathering people, and you don't get Heather and Lucas I'm sure Ana will be upset... Don't you need to get them?"

Bideru's eyes narrowed. "I'll get pay back from you … SOMEHOW!"

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- Jefferson, Texas -

Lucas, sitting in math class with his hands clenched, staring at the TV which showed the footage over, and over, and over again... Ana... being kidnapped, and held against her will... And that pathetic woman... Who stood there and watched him fly away. "Ana..." he whispered beneath his breath.

"Hey, Lucas, man, you all right?" One of the random class mates questioned. Granted he was acting far from usual. But ... who wouldn't be if their girlfriend got named catalyst and was kidnapped by a bastard that had his hands all over her body against her will... she'd been crying...

"Ana..." he growled finally, he'd have been bleeding if he had nails, clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles whitened. He stood up quickly and threw his pencil at the TV. "DAMN IT!"

"Lucas!" the teacher scolded quickly at his outrage - mostly the curse.

"Don't get so mad at him. A lot of people are upset because she's been kidnapped…"

Lucas looked over, narrowing his brown eyes then blinking them seeing the same young woman that was on the TV just moments ago. She was leaning against the wall on the far side. Lucas ran out of the room simply to confront her. "YOU!"

"Me."

"You! You didn't save her! You... you..."

"Bitch? Whore? Idiot? Baka?"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE HER!" he screamed.

"Are you proving how weak you are by getting mad at me, brat?"

"I'm not weak! Not like you!"

"Nor am I weak kid..." Bideru's hand shot out and pushed the burnette boy hard, he ran into the wall and a bit through it. He laid that way, staring at her, scowling. "I didn't want to hurt her! It'd be even more useless to be here if she was dead! Calm down you little rodent and I'll tell you why I'm here!"

"Stop trying to make me feel bad," he growled, "Because it's not working."

"If I wanted to make you feel bad I'd do it with my fists, not my mouth…"

"What do you want?"

Tim pushed Bideru out of the way. "You're not handling this right! Stupid bicylce!!"

"HEY!!"

"Look. You love Ana, right?"

"Yes."

"You want her back?"

"Yes."

"Then come with us…"

"To get her back, this alone?"

Cassie just kind of stood dumbfounded at the kid. "Ana has bad taste in men…"

"Yes, to get her back."

"Then... I'll be here?"

"If you want." Bideru said. "Or I can leave you in the Yukon… which ever."

"I want to be with Ana."

"Whatever." Bideru hissed, looking away.

"Then I'll go..."

"Two more… perhaps I should leave the guys somewhere..."

"Alone?" Cassie asked curiously.

"You want screwed or something? Fine... you too…"

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AN: HAH! Bideru... a bicycle. And here Tim would really say that.