Street Kids

"No, I... I'm fine," said Jason, shaking his head as if clearing his thoughts. He looked at May, had a sudden vision of her with unsheathed claws and fangs, then shook his head again. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said. "Don't worry about me. I'm just standin' here. Being normal." In his peripheral vision, he saw Hood closing onto the man. Just bein' normal.
 
(Legs isn't down there anymore, she's half catatonic under the blankets lol)


Legs remains inside the building even as all the others are now outside it, unmoving. Her shivering has gradually slowed but she is still in shock at what she's done, even as she's starting to fade out of her daydream back into reality. Her eyes focusing, she looks around herself slowly, and seeing no one else around her, half wonders if it ever really happened at all, or if it was just a dream.
 
May nodded and looks back at the building, she sighs "I'm going to check on Sh--" She remembers she introduced herself as 'Legs' to everyone else, "Legs." She walked off and before she went back into the building she stopped and tugged off the button up shirt and jeans off one of the dead guys. She clambers back into the building and sees Sheena wrapped up under the blankets, she walks over to her as she sits down beside her and hands her the clothes, "Sorry if they are a bit big, but they're the best we can do for now. Once everyone has settled I'll go get you some proper clothes." She turns away so that Sheena can get dressed and she groans, "This was supposed to be a place where no-one ever goes. I've been hiding out there for ages and this is the first time anyone else has ever ventured into it.."
 
"They're bloody...and torn up." Her voice is very soft, and her hands shake when she takes the clothes from her, but nevertheless Sheena puts them on, though she immediately covers herself again with the blanket, pulling her knees to her chest. She lets her hair half cover her face as she speaks again, her voice shaking. "May, I killed them. I killed those men...I just...killed them."
 
The oily black thing tilted his head again, white slits looking at the other with keen interest. "Demon?" hissed the creature that was Hood. "Oh, you're quite mistaken. It's actually very scientific, this condition of mine. I would explain it more, but you have information I would like that I have deemed important. Come now. It would appear she is not your savior."


Giving a quick nod to May, his arm began to stretch, twisting around the frightened man's waist. Another gurgling laugh escaping him, he shot upward, scaling the building quickly and leaping toward another, ascending it as well. After a moment, they were on a flat rooftop, Hood's arm pulling back to it's normal size. The black liquid seemed to twitch and writhe violently for a second before calming, giving Hood time to compose himself and stare down at the man. "Now," he began, tapping the tips of his black clawed hands together. "What is your story? Why do you want the girl and WHY is she so afraid of you and you of her?"


He thought for a moment, then continued. "You may be wondering why I wish to know. Well, they interest me... memories, of course. Each little thing like this is part of some horrid memory brought back to the surface," he rasped simply, pacing a little, the white slits of eyes never leaving the man. "It's all so very interesting. You probably wouldn't understand."
 
The man looked at him and then sighed deeply calming down. "I see...." He looked at him. "She's afraid of me because I killed her parents....I'm afraid of her because she knows my little secret." He said rubbing his cheek. "Of course it's not likely I would tell you." He chuckled a bit. Once he looked back at the strange figure before him he narrowed his eyes. "Memories huh? For some of us....they do not please us."
 
"The police will come...they'll see this, and they'll know...it was me. They'll find me, and they'll...they'll come after me, and they'll take me, and I'll be back....there. And they won't let me out...it will be just like before, only worse, because it would be my second time, and they would..." Sheena trails off, her trembling beginning again, and she lowers her head further, her fingers digging into her arms. "They'll...I should go. I should GO." But she can't make herself stand, let alone run.
 
May sighs and looks at Sheena, "We all do what we have to do Sheena." She pulled her into a surprising hug, being careful not to invade her privacy by hugging the blanket around her. She speaks softly, "They weren't very good people anyway, and they would have killed us if you had not dealt with them. You did what was right Sheena. They were going to kill Kira." She let go off Sheena and watched her carefully, her ears listening out for any signs of distress outside.


--- Merged Double Post ---


May guessed she was on about Jail and she stood up fiercely, "They will not take you back there." Having experienced the hell hole herself, she had VERY strong feelings about it. "They won't find you. And if they do. I will make SURE that you will not be going with them Sheena." Her voice was as strong as metal and she spoke through gritted teeth. She knew something else must have happened in that jail as she realizes Sheena's trembling and her words catch up to her, she drops beside her again, her voice and eyes soft once more, "Sheena? What happened to you?"
 
Sheena tensed when you first moved to hug her, but then leaned into it, desperate for the physical contact and comfort. When you pull away she leans towards you, not touching you without you inviting it, but needing to stay close, swallowing.


"I...I almost killed a man before," she nearly whispers. "I didn't want to again...I don't want to go back to jail. I don't want...you don't know what they do to people like me there...and that was before I had any Lycan powers, that was when I was just a...a girl. That was..." she swallows again, then leans her shoulder into her cautiously. "I can't go back. I'll kill myself first."


At her question, Sheena drops her eyes, her shoulders hunching in; she has never said the words, and she can't say it now. "They...they...hurt me. They...." her voice cracks; still she cannot bring herself to use the word rape. "They hurt me."
 
Jason watched May go to comfort Legs, hugging her. Legs seemed close to tears, but none appeared. She'd been to jail...Impassionately, Jason climbed out the window. He gave half a glance at Kira- and the bodies- before wandering further down the alleyway.He should leave. He should shoulder past Kira and the dumpster and run away, run away as fast as his legs could carry him. Having no place to stay was nothing compared to all this.But instead, he found a rusty ladder leading up to the roof and climbed it. His fingers were cold, and he couldn't see very well. It was still night, after all. Row after row of brick passed in front of his view. He didn't know why he was doing it.Jason was smart, though. And his subconscious, more so. If he left then- leaving the werewolf, and the two "Animorphs," and the man who could ooze tar and jump up walls, he knew he couldn't ever sleep at night... He'd be plagued by nightmares the rest of his life, never being ble to forget the four.He clambered over the edge, making the ladder creak with annoyance. Besides... No one here seemed to want to kill him. He should stay.Jason dropped over the low stone wall fringing the roof. He made himself stop thinking about it; he was there, now, and it was too late anyways. Hood was right there in front of him; and the other man was cowering behind.He sat down.--- Merged Double Post ---(Linebreaks aren't working for me, apparently. -.-)
 
Kira looked as the boy left. Seeing may had Legs undercontrol. She followed him. As she saw the sight and then Jason she lightly put a hand on his shoulder. She kneeled down looking around. She saw the man and ducked down behind him. She stared scared to be here now.
 
May's hands clenched as her own memories came back to haunt her, she noticed Sheena lean closer and as her voice cracks, she can't stand it no longer. "They hurt me." She tugs Sheena in a tighter - yet still gentle - hug and she leans her chin on Sheena's shoulder as May's own body begins to shake violently as she sobs, her own experiences flying in and out of her mind as she comes to the conclusion that Sheena can only mean one thing; rape. "It's ok." May's tears are evident in her voice as she hugs Sheena, "They won't ever hurt you again Sheena." She stops her tears but carries on hugging the girl, "I promise."
 
Hood looked over the man, contemplating just what to say to his words. He was paying so much attention to the little interaction, he didn't even notice the arrival of the scared boy and Kira, nor did he know they were watching him.


"Killed her parents? Well... that is unfortunate. I cannot say I blame her for wanting to kill you, then," he murmured, tapping the claws of one hand against the leg of his pants and leaving small holes. He didn't seem to notice them, continuing. "And your memories do not please you? Hmm... perhaps they can please me, eh?"


The creature's mouth opened into another terrifying smile as he leaned closer toward the man, white eyes seeming to bore into the normal eyes of the other. "As for your little secret, I believe you will tell me," he said, voice playful as if he was a beast toying with a meal. "Or, rather, we will see how much that very secret means to you."


Hood extended one clawed hand, pointing outward with his middle finger, towards the man's shoulder. In a flash, the digit had extended, spearing through the man's flesh and pinning him. The creature had made sure not to hit anything important, not wanting to damage the man beyond repair. Not yet, anyhow. "So... you spoke of a 'little secret'?"
 
The man cried out, he grabbed the thing in his arm. "..." He looked at Hood. "...Well Still not going to tell you." (I'm thinking maybe he's half demon or something? And that he killed almost over 40 people? I don't know) He smiled creeply. "Besides why would I want to tell you? I really would rather die...if you can kill me." He chuckled.
 
"Yeah," commented Jason sideways to Kira. "I think Hood's got this covered." Somehow, he still felt calm. He saw the parasite stab a claw through the man's shoulder. And then he saw the man grin. But still... It seemed like nothing. He felt frozen in place, like a statue; black and blue with frostbite. Pins and needles up and down his limbs. He couldn't pin it all down to shock; more like, it was the feeling of having his world turned upsidedown and yet still accepting it... Or, maybe, he thought, something else.
 
Kira looked at Jason and nodded. She looked at Hood and then cringed as he pinned the man. She knew something was wrong with him. Something he doesn't want known. She couldn't remember what it was though. All she knew was that she wasn't liking where this was going. She continued to hide behind Jason afraid of the man who killed her parents. She shivered as the memory came to mind. What was it? What was bothering her? Something....she knew if something happened there would be no escape. She really need to remember.
 
Sheena hugs May back, her head bowing down on her shoulder. She can hear the other girl starting to cry, can hear it in her voice, and her own throat is choking over. For several moments she simply hugs her back fiercely, almost to the point of the pain, but she can feel the other girl's emotions, smell them, can feel her pity for her, and part of her is almost certain that May not only can empathize, she KNOWS...that May has been there too. And it is this sudden knowledge that is able to break her enough for Sheena to start to cry too.


Sheena cannot remember the last time she openly cried, when she was awake and conscious to do so, and it hurts her physically to do so now, as though she is not used to doing so and has to practice before she can really do so instinctively. Her crying sounds harsh and pained as she buries her face in May's shoulder, clutching her painfully.


"I'm sorry...I'm sorry."
 
Jason felt a bit better when Kira stayed behind him. She was scared- of the man, probably, who had murdered her family. He was not; although, in all rights, he should be. He felt like the man who had nothing more to lose. Except he did have things to lose. Like his life. He had plenty of living left to do. He wanted to see the Statue of Liberty some day.


"I wouldn't be too scared," said Jason, distractedly, more to himself than the much older girl. "The guy doesn't have a chance against Hood. He doesn't even have any shifting powers like you do." His eyes were fixed on the man's shoulder. He should be screaming. He should be yowling at the blood running down his arm. Why wasn't he yelling? It was disconcerting.
 
Kira shook her head. "No...no there is something I need to remember....something is wrong with him." She said shivering behind him. She looked back at the Man. She couldn't remember. She needed to though, looking at the younger boy she sighed deeply. "There is something wrong with him...I don't know what." She said looking down. "Remember Darn it." She looked at Jason.
 
"Something wrong?" Jason watched the man closely. He wasn't sprouting claws. He wasn't oozing tar. He didn't look like he was changing or anything. Perhaps this "something" was passive. Maybe he was invincible. Maybe he could fly. Oh, for all he knew, the something was a laser gun he had hidden in a boot! "Well, think fast," muttered Jason.
 
At the moment Sheena is unaware of anything that is happening outside the building, has completely forgotten anything but herself and May. In this moment of her breaking, she couldn't handle taking in any more than this into her thoughts or senses, and she just holds onto her hard, soaking up the soothing she's receiving as her crying begins to calm.
 
Kira looked at Jason. Her eyes widened and she grabbed his arm. "We got to get out of here...I remember...He's....." She didn't want to tell him here. "No...we have to go." She said getting up quietly and then tugged wanting him to go now. They couldn't wait any longer.
 
"What? We-" Jason staggered upwards and let him be pulled to the ladder. "What's wrong?" he asked. He let her go down, stole a glance at Hood and the man, and vaulted over the edge, sliding down the ladder. Bad idea- the rust made his hands burn something ferocious. About halfway down, he managed to stop himself with his legs, landing on a rung. He let out a small gasp, then continued the rest of the way down. On the ground, he gaped at his red and raw hands, before covering them up and turning to Kira. "What next?" he asked.
 
May shakes her head lightly, she has slowly stopped sobbing now, and is actually ashamed that she even began to cry. "It's not your fault." She whispers fiercely, she can hear the pain in her crying and she knows that Sheena is not only talking about herself anymore, she is apologizing for what happened to Siran too. For what happened to poor, innocent young Siran. "It's not your fault." May repeats herself, ignoring the pain where Sheena is holding onto her for dear live, knowing that she needs this comfort just as much as Sheena does. She feels a slight weight lift from her as she realizes...she's not alone. She's not the only one who went through...that. Of course she knew other people did aswell, but it's never the same until you meet someone who has, you still feel alone. May holds Sheena, her sharp ears pick up the sound of Jason and Kira thudding down onto the ground, but she does nothing more than ignore it as she hugs Sheena back, waiting patiently for her to finish crying.


(In case any of you who joined recently are confused, Siran is May's first, real name. I may use it now and then depending on the content)
 
After another minute or two Sheena gulps back her tears and pulls her head off May's shoulder, scrubbing at her face with the heel of her hand. Her cheeks flush slightly, somewhat embarrassed, but somehow....part of her also feels relief. Maybe all of this happening today...all these kids barging in, meeting May, even that Hood guy...even Sheena having to kill those guys..maybe it's all for a reason. Maybe it's to show her that she doesn't have to go through this anymore, that she doesn't have to do this alone...she can have others again. Maybe this is her second chance after all, her chance to not be alone.


She remains close to May but loosens her grip as she takes a deep breath, wiping her face again, and then suddenly give her a last squeeze and a quick kiss on the cheek, this a wordless thank you, and also an attempt to show her, and hope she understands, that she /does/ understand, without actually spelling out that she knows about May's own rape. Finally turning her head back towards the window, she says, "What's going on now?"
 
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