Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Seven Stones ❯ Rebel Associate ( Chapter 2 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Quickly the night turned into the dawn of a bright new day. The sun shone throughout the city, and yes even the dark ones, rising to the top of every skyscraper. When the sun hit the glass of the building a glare would shine off with such great intensity. Slowly the sun rose to the top of a small wooden building to the quite odd findings of a young woman sitting on top of her running motorcycle on top of the building.
There she sat waiting for something to happen. A cigarette rested casually on her thick, red lips, letting them tighten around the cig every so often as she puffed away what she called "clean air". Lifting her head up, she let her long blonde hair fall recklessly around her black sunglasses as she grew quite tired of waiting. After all, she was up there for a rather long period of time.
Balancing the cig on her lips she spoke casually to herself "these fuckers better show themselves up real soon, I’m tired of waiting on their bullshit." At that she took her leather boots and put the kick stand down on her red Harley. Standing up she stretched slowly, her body clad in leather, and to say the least it was rather form fitting. Her two piece leather outfit defined her curves quite well as her long leather gloves fell loosely to her side she strolled over to the side of a building.
Standing at the very edge she tapped her foot in waiting, "What the hell is taking them so god damn long to get here?" She adjusted her sunglasses on her face. When she turned around she stopped when she heard the sound of a truck pulling up to the museum she was watching. Turning back around she hunched over the edge of the building pulling off her sunglasses and unhooking a pair of binoculars from her built she looked through them with her one good eye, since her other eye was covered by an old fashioned eye patch.
She sat there watching two men exit the back of the building as the doors to the back of the truck swung open. "Its about fucking time," she muttered to herself as she put her binoculars away as she watched the men on the truck begin to carry out a suitcase. Standing up quickly she went back down to her bike and sat down, putting up the kickstand and revving her engine. "Its about time I make some money".
Smiling slightly she peeled off and literally drove her motorcycle right off the roof of the building. Landing hard she managed to maintain control of her bike as she squealed off down the road towards the men eyeing her prize. Seeing and hearing what was going on they all jumped back screaming things out like "Holy SHIT!" and "What the fuck?"
Rearing close to the dropped suitcase she reach down and pulled it up with one hand as she drove by them fast. "Mine now bitches!" she hollered back to them.
The two men that exited the back of the museum pulled out their 9mm's from their holster and fired them at her bike. Barely missing the bullets sparked on the ground as she turned her bike almost 90 degrees to hit a turn in the street sharply. Seeing that she was gone out of site the two that were firing the guns looked at the men who came out of the truck. One of them took his hand and smacked one of the guys from the truck and shouted "What the hell are you doing? Get the hell back in that truck and get that bitch and that suitcase back now!"
Hurrying back into the truck the men closed the doors to the back and hopped into the front. Once in one of them hit the gas pedal hard and reversed and pulled out as fast as they could down the road after her. While she was riding quickly down the road swerving in and out of cars she pulled up the suitcase and kissed it. "Easy money." Than her eye darted to her rearview mirror and saw that they were after her in the truck, "Shit, the fuckers weren't as dumb as I thought they were." She than smirked slightly "Wait, yes they are, their trying to chase me!"
The man in the passenger seat leaned his head out the window and fired his 9mm in her direction. Hearing what was going on most of the public screamed in fear and hit the ground, fearing that they were going to be hit by the gun fire. Feeling the intensity that she loved so much her large bosom heaved with excitement. "Yes, Yes, Yes, come on bastards try and take me down!"
The truck swerve in and out of traffic as effectively as it could for its size. One man tried to open his door after he parked his car to find it quickly taken off by the passing truck. In the truck the driver was growing intensely annoyed, "The damn whore won't give up!" Looking to his partner he said sternly, "Miss and your ass that’s going to be grilled." His partner was not so happy either, "Fuck, I know what’s going to happen!" He leaned his head back out and fired more shots at her again missing as she veered to dodge his fire.
She enjoyed this game of cat and mouse. In fact for her the cat was just this big dumb ogre while the mouse was conniving and knew how to get away. "I don't like this but I guess I got to do it," pulling out her desert eagle she looked back slightly and fired some bullets at the truck. Thing is though she loved being violent but just hated guns, she was much more effective with her knives, but as is well known, knives don't fair too well against trucks. This was lucky for the driver because this made her shooting not the best as the bullets pinged against the tip of the windshield. By this point in time the driver was sweating as he pushed the truck to go faster and gain on her.
Looking back she saw the truck trying to gain on her and this brought more pleasure to her than before. "Yes, of fuck yes! This is almost as good as being fucked by a guy who knows how to use a big dick!" She popped her gun back over her shoulder again and fired a few more rounds in their direction as the suitcase was held on tightly to a strap on her bike.
Again, the partner in the passenger seat popped his head out again to fire a few more rounds at her. This time he missed again because she took another sharp turn down the street. When the truck made the turn the passenger screamed "Fuck" because he knew where she was heading, and that was the big Riverside bridge in front of them. Looking over to the driver he got his reply, "Im going for it!"
In the toll both to the bridge a man saw the bike coming towards him and leaned out the window to take her money. To his surprise the biker just whizzed by him and continued up the bridge. Screaming at the security because of this "Hey somebody stop...." he was cut short because he saw the massive truck heading towards him and he dived out the other side of his booth just in time as the truck came crashing through the toll booth after her.
She took a gander back to see that security and cop cars were now after her because of what happened. "Well, doesn't this shit just keep on getting more interesting by the moment." Taking the opportunity she pushed her bike faster as she whizzed by the cars on the bridge. Seeing how crowded the bridge was due to early morning traffic she took her opportunity. "Time to end this bullshit." Pointing her gun to the driving car behind her she fired a few rounds and blew out the tires on the car.
So, the car did exactly what she wanted it to and turn into the path of the truck. The driving seeing this screamed "Fuck" at the top of his lungs and tried to dodge the vehicle. It was too late though, the car smashed right into the front of the truck causing it too jackknifed and turn on its side tipping over crushing the car under it. The cops behind the truck couldn't stop in time either smashing into the bottom of the truck, one of them just so happened to rupture the gas tank on the truck and a huge explosion erupted behind her.
Casually she placed her gun into the holster. "As I said before 'dumb fucks' ". Looking down she saw that the suitcase was still where she put it, "and also 'easy money' ". With her prize in hand she headed off the bridge and back to her place before any more cops and ambulances could show themselves on the scene.