Bella-Donna: Heading to the Scrapheap
Donna arrives at the abandoned warehouse just off the river. She lands on top of a roof on one of the warehouses. She looks over to see if she could see or hear anything. So far there does not seem to be any signs and thinks she is going to have to visit the one guy from the roof. Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted two guys walking. She watches them closely as they enter one of the warehouses, first looking around to see if they were followed. They do not know about Donna yet so they did not brother to look up at the roof.She is about to jump to the next roof until Spider-Man drops next to her,” Is this where the party is being held? For a party I do not see too many guests.” Donna points at the next building, “I saw two guys go into that building. I was just about to jump over there and investigate.”
After Donna said that, she jumps to the next building with Spider-Man right behind her. They carefully crawl to the glass window on the roof to peek through it. When they look through the dusty window, they can in fact see groups of people. Donna counts around thirty of them, “Yeah this must be the gang I have been tracking down.” “If I could ask, why this gang in particular?” She stands up after she finishes looking, “I got interested in the building vanishing without a trace case. It seems no one can get a lead, but I was able to follow one. With any luck, I will be able to find out the mastermind of all this and end it.” She checks the surroundings of the inside to plan her move. One of her claws points at a switch, “That has to be a power switch. Fighting them in the dark will be easier to deal with.” “Say no more. Your trusty Spider-Man is here to help.” Spider-Man opens the window and crawls inside. Donna follows right behind, but as her moves closer to the powerbox, she stays in the shadows to get closer to the gang. She hears them talking, and listens in. “How much longer do we need to wait? I skipped out on lunch and I am starving here.” “Hmph, not our problem. Were you able to get any photos? Maybe scrap lying around. I heard the boss will pay well for some scrap.” “Do you not think they have enough? They have a whole plot scrap already!” “Hey if it pays the bills, I am not complaining.” Donna talks to Bella through their connection, “Scraps? Why would anyone want left over junk?” Bella calmly replies, “Your guess is as good as mine. They said that the boss has a whole plot of it, it makes me think of a junkyard.” As Bella finishes talking, a bigger guy appears, “Alright you lackeys, let's get this over with. Who has photos and who has scrap?” Donna looks at the guy. He is taller and bigger than most of the men here. He is wearing a hat, covering his upper face with its shadow. The lower half of his face sports a four o’clock shadow. His clothing looks to be everyday when it comes to winters through it is early fall. “You think that is the boss?” Bella replies, “The guy said the boss rarely shows their face. I would not have a reason why they suddenly show themselves now.”
Before the two could discuss more the lights went out, “That is out que.” She starts heading even closer now to the big group. “Who turn out the lights? If this is supposed to be a joke, someone needs to go back to preschool.” There is chanter among the group until the bigger guy talks, “Quiet! Obviously someone was playing with the power switch. One of you guys go check it out before I throw of ya!” The big group is looking at one another before someone pushes a guy to move towards the direction of the switch. The guy that was volunteer curses under his breath as he walks to the box. When he somehow reaches and goes to turn it on, his hand touches something sticky, “What the!?” Spider-Man jumps right behind the fellow, “Excuse me sir, you seem to have forgotten to pay for your electricity bill.” Before the man could even turn around and shot, Spider-Man webs his mouth and knock him out. He webs him on the ground and leaves the scene. The other members heard the crash where the power box is at, “Hey, what was that?” It was time for Donna tro strike as she make her tail wrap around a guy’s ankle and pulls back. The man drops face first onto the floor and gets dragged away from the rest of the group. There was a smack sound as the slowly descending group turns again to the sound. They all begin taking out their weapons, “Okay, someone is messing with us. Shoot and kill the son of a gun!”
As they were about to fire in the direction that Donna pull the guy, Spider-Man webs up another guy and brings him up to the ceiling. Hearing the man screaming, everyone turns to see what happen only for Donna to pounce the guy right in front of her. She jumps and rolls in the air to land on her hands and feet, facing the now shock members. It took one silence second before one of the guys fires with the others firing right behind. Donna jumps to the side as she moves her hair to close around some of the members wrists like being chained up. With their wrists force down, she throws each one of them to the wall with the hair. Spider-Man comes dropping down, shooting webs at the hands with guns. He would then land on their shoulders, on by one, knocking them to the ground. Donna gets close to a few of them and fight them face to face. One guy from a far starts shooting at her direction, so she takes a hold of the last guy she was fighting and throws him to the gunner, knocking the two out cold on the dirty ground. After a few minutes, everyone is down for the count except the big guy himself.
It seems he escape through the entrance. Both Donna and Spider-Man went out through the door to see the guy running as fast as he could. Donna quickly takes a spike out and starts swinging to the man. Once she thinks she is close enough, she leaps towards him and tackles him to the ground on his front side. She rests her arm against the back of his neck so he will not be able to swing or get out of her hold. Spider-Man comes swinging over and webs the guy to the ground so Donna could get off, “Nice landing.” “Thanks, I did not want him to feel he was on the home stretch,” she walks in front of the grounded guy and kneels down. The guy struggles against the webbing until Donna kneels down in front of him, which he looks up at her. Donna stares coldly at the man before speaking, “Let's not waste anyone’s time, who is it that you work for?” The man just grunts, “You think this is the first time I have been down this line. Sorry to break it to ya, but it is not. So you are only wasting your time talking as I wait patiently for the cops.” “Sorry, but no cops,” her hair wraps around the guy’s waist and pull him out of the webbing. The guy could only get a quick what out before Donna lifts the guy high in the air, that he could see the streets that was hiding behind the warehouse building. Spider-Man and her watches him from below as the man starts struggling more against the hair, “Last chance to speak up.” Instead of saying anything the man continues to keep his mouth shut. “Suit yourself,” she unwraps her hair and the two watches as he falls. The man broke his silence with a scream and starts to get close to the ground before Donna’s hair catches him. Obviously shaken up, he looks at the ground, about a foot away, before looking up at the duo. “You care to speak now, to do want another ride? To be honest, I barely caught you in time.” The scared man can only imagine at the thought as he is starting to be lifted up in the air again. In a panic, he bursts out before getting to high up, “Miranda Blight Scrapyard. That is where you will find the boss.” “Was that really hard to say?”, the hair brings him down and against the wall, where Spider-Man webs him up again. As if on cue, the police is closing in on the warehouses where the man grunts once again.
About a half an hour later, the cops put all the gang members that attend to the get together was arrested and drove away in a cop car. Donna and Spider-Man watches as the last car left from the roofs, “So straight to the scrapyard?” Donna continues to look forward as she thinks out her next plan,”That would be the plan, but I would like to check out the surroundings and more about this Miranda Blight person, if she is the one running this gang. I do not want to go in there only to be a mistake.” “You think you are going to need any assistance?” “Thanks, but no. I can handle myself with this. I am sure you have your hands full with other things.” She is about to swing off until she speaks again, “It was nice meeting you, Spider-Man.” “Same goes to you… Uh… Sorry, but I still did not catch your name.” “Donna… It is Donna.” “Donna huh? That is um… Interesting superhero name,” he rubs his cheek with a finger, more confused than anything. A small chuckle came out of Donna, “If up were to somehow find out who I really am. It will be more clear. Til then.” She jumps off the roof and begins swinging away, going back home to rest for the rest of the night.
The next day during school hours, Bella goes to the library to use the school’s computers to look up Miranda Blight’s Scrapyard. She writes down the address to check it out after school. She even texts her mother about going over to a friend’s house to work on some homework. In reality, she is already working on her homework while searching up the place. “Miranda takes any scraps and creates new parts as a recycle way,” she looks at the list that Miranda has created in the past. “Weapons for government purpose, machines for different companies, even home computers. The list goes on. She must be some kind of genius to pick at so many little and puts it together for something bigger.” She is mostly impressed to read about this stuff, “It is really going to stink to find out that she is the boss to this so called gang.” Donna speaks to Bella, “Why would it stink? She would be a bad guy and we stop bad people.” A small, quiet laugh escapes from Bella because of Donna’s curiosity, “Because it is ashamed to see bright, smart people like her use her abilities for a life of crime. She could help a lot of people, and it is not like she is not successful with all this recognition.” Donna starts to understand what she is saying, “But still, she would be a bad guy.” Bella sighs, “I know. Maybe she is not the person and the gang uses her place as a hangout while she is gone. One can hope, you know.” Bella closes the browser and finishes up the homework she has left before the school bell rings to go to the next class.
Bella rushes out of the school building. She wants to make it to the bus stop before the bus passes by. She looked at the times during her last class while the teacher busy themselves and the earliest time was five minutes after school. She is dodging through crowds while saying excuse me as Donna begins to talk, “Why do we need to go on a bus when we can swing there? Bella did not stop her quick pace, “Because I still want to enjoy being me for a bit longer. Though the only part I hate about that right now, is the homework packet that my teacher decided to give.” She sees the bus stop while also seeing the bus too. She went on full spirit mode to catch the bus in time. She apologize for the last minute boarding and pays for her ride. She gets a spot that has the window view. As she looks out the window, she speaks with Donna, “Besides, sitting down to relax for a bit sounds good right about now.”
Bella gets off the bus when she reaches her stop. She still has to walk for a bit, but when she reaches her destination she knew it for sure. There is big piles of scrap all along the yard. She goes through the open fence and slowly walked around, examining all the different kinds of electrics. She walks up to a pile and looks up to the very top and talks mostly to herself, “I wonder if all this stuff really is not working anymore.” “Not all of them,” she turns around when she heard a child-like voice. Sure enough when she looks down what looks to be a kid stands in front of her with her hands on her sides with a smile on her face. The little girl has light brown pigtails with goggles right on top of her head. She must have heterochromia as her eyes look like one is brown and the other is hazel green. Her outfit does make her look like an engineer with the green jacket with its sleeves up to her elbows, a white button up shirt and raffle neck, black gloves to protect her hands, dark and light brown stripe pants with a tan harem vest-like pants that carries her tools over them, and finally some black boots. “Welcome to my scrapyard! How can I help you?” Bella becomes shock. She read that Miranda was suppose to be in her thirties, but this child just said her scrapyard. “Um, I was looking around for Miranda Blight. I am guessing you are her?” The smile never left the child’s face as she listens and talks, “You would be correct! How can I help you?” Now that it was confirmed that the woman is in fact Miranda, Bella shakes herself back to reality, “Um yes. I was doing some research about you and your place for a school project. You would not mind if you could give me a tour?” “Aw, how nice of you to choose me for your project. Sure thing, I do not mind one bit. Count yourself lucky, I just finished up a project of my own.” Bella has a spark of interest, “Really now? Can I ask what it is?” It seems like Miranda’s smile got bigger, “It is an engine for a car. I been improving the speed to see how fast the car can take.” “For legal drag races?” Miranda laughs, “Of course for legal purposes. Now how about that tour.” Without giving Bella a chance to reply, she turns around and starts walking. Bella easily catches up to Miranda as the tour begins.
During the tour, Miranda would talk about her past, when she decided to become and engineer, and opening up her very own place. The tour also shows all the different piles as she sorts them in different categories. Bella notices different guys moving parts to different pile to sort them out. The tour ends with Miranda favorite spot out of the whole place. “And that right there is where I create things.” Bella looks over at the giant building. It looks to be a garage. “Wow that is huge! It could be a whole maintenance building.” Miranda takes it as a compliment, “When you work of some big parts, you need all the space you can get. As much as I would like to show you inside, there is a lot of hazard things in there, and I would need you to sign a warren. But I would rather not see you get hurt instead.” Now it got Bella’s interest to know what she is hiding inside, but she simply nods her head in agreement. The smile on Miranda’s face never seems to leave her face, “Good. With that, that ends our tour! I thank you again for your interest.” Bella looks at Miranda with her own smile, “No, I should be thanking you for the personal tour. I never would of thought of actually getting one!” Miranda nods her head, “I really should be getting back to work on my next project. You know the way out?” Bella nods her head. “Good! Well, take care! ...Oh and I do not know who started this crazy rumor, but just to be safe, they say some tigers running round here so keep a lookout. Have a great night!” With that all being said, Miranda walks to the huge garage, leaving Bella to herself. Once the coast was clear, Donna speaks, “Tigers?” “Yeah, I am running the same question through my head.” Bella decides to think more on the question when she gets back home. She is able to leave the place without any problems. Now to get back home.
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