"And something is finally too much for Molly Astor! I never realized this day would come." With a chuckle, Hayden downed his next shot, humming with pleasure.
“That day has not come and it never will come.” She turned the empty shot glass upside down, summoning the bartender over with a flick of her wrist and ordering two more shots. “Keep dreaming.”
time frame: when molly was a recruit
location: the cinema, the docks.
summary: Molly doesn’t know what time it is or how long it has been since she even fell asleep, only that she has been disturbed from her sleep, awakened by a hand covering her mouth.
Molly doesn’t know what time it is or how long it has been since she even fell asleep, only that she has been disturbed from her sleep, awakened by a hand covering her mouth. From a quick, but startled glance around her surroundings she realises she is still in the lobby of The Cinema. That serves as some kind of small, fleeting relief for Molly until she remembers their is a hand still covering her mouth and the room is too dark for her to recognise any facial features. She feels the tell tale signs of panic starting to rise in her chest; the sweaty palms and the pounding of her heart against the inside of her chest.
She’s scared and she hates herself for it.
She’s still just a recruit among The Jolly Rogers, she’s also the only female amongst a predominantly male crew and that means she can’t afford to be scared. They've been giving her a hard enough time as it since she was recruited, she doesn’t want to add fuel to the fire by getting scared like some kind of damsel in distress but that’s what she feels like right now. The hand that is covering her mouth is pulled away and before Molly can even scream, shout or call for help a finger is pressed against her lips and she knows what that means.
Be quiet.
She does as instructed and doesn’t make a sound. It twists a knot of frustration in her stomach, she isn't one for being told what to do. She isn’t a submissive person and she feels that knot in her stomach twist tighter when a new pair of hands grab at her wrists, jolting her forwards, upright and out of the armchair she had been sleeping in. She doesn’t fight back like Angel had been teaching her to fight back and that’s what is twisting the knot in her stomach even tighter. She doesn’t understand why she doesn't make a move, but there’s something about the way they are handling her that makes a small part of her believe she’s in any real danger. They aren't rough like she would expect abductors to be, there’s something about this whole thing that reminds her about the way she used to rough house with her brothers when she was younger.
Molly doesn't know if she can trust that feeling in her gut, but her answer is about to be made a lot clearer to her when black hood is pulled over her head. Everything goes black and then she’s being lead forward, or is it backwards? She can’t tell with the hood over her head. It’s disorientating, she doesn't know where to step or if she is even in The Cinema any more. It’s colder now, she thinks she might be outside and the panic is rising inside of her chest again. She was an idiot not to fight back when she had a chance, despite her vision not being much better than it was now. Now she was probably going to be lead outside of Neverland, shot in the back of the head, weighted with bricks and dropped in the bottom of the River Thames.
A hand pushes her head down and she hears somebody telling her to mind her head. That subsides her panic for now, it’s another fleeting moment of relief to know she’s being helped into the back of a car and not stuffed inside of a trunk. Somebody else climbs inside after her, the smell of their cologne is strong even under the black hood. The car purrs to life and rolls away from The Cinema. Molly had been counting her footsteps, she hadn’t walked far enough to be any further than the post box outside before they had gotten into the car. It says something about her life in Neverland recently that Molly has remained this calm after being awoken from her sleep, dragged from The Cinema and escorted into the back of a car and currently being driven to god knows where while remaining as calm as she has been. If she makes it out of this alive, the first thing she’s going to do is tell the boys back at The Cinema. Maybe then they will stop treating her like she’s weak and not capable of doing anything they can do just because she’s a girl.
The car rolls to a stop and the engine dies out. This is it, she thinks. Wherever her abductors are bringing her, they have arrived at their destination. Molly swallows hard, she’s never been this close to facing what she can only assume is going to be her death before. She isn’t filled with regret like she thinks she should be, she doesn’t see her life flash before her eyes but she does hear music. It’s loud, for a second she thinks it’s how they’re going to cover the sound of their gunshots until the car door opens and she can hear more than just loud music, she can hear people. Laughing, singing, shouting. She isn’t sure what they are shouting, but their faint voices over the sound of the music don’t sound angry, scared or bloodthirsty.
They sound like they’re having fun.
A hand grips her arm, helping her out of the car and nudging her forwards towards wherever the music is coming from. It’s all electronic and filled with bass and the kind of music you would hear at a warehouse or a house party. The hood is pulled from her head, Molly winces, closing her eyes, expecting to feel the cold, metal of a gun pressed against the back of her head. Instead she hears laughter, it’s cruel and reminds her of a Hyena laugh. She opens her eyes, slowly, surprised to find that she is in fact at a rave. In front of her is an old, abandoned warehouse, what is was used to manufacture before it was abandoned is beyond her but now it is lit up like a firework show. Blue, green and purple light spills out of the windows while a crowd of people pour out of the warehouse, some stumbling, others throwing their head back with laughter.
Molly turns around, not expecting who to find standing behind her but when she sees them, she feels like an idiot for not putting the pieces together sooner. Smee is the first person her eyes lay on, a wicked smile on his face and she realises he must be the mastermind behind this. It can’t be Josh, who is stood to the left of Smee, a disapproving look on his face that makes her believe he wasn’t on board with this but came along for the hell of it anyway. Maybe she’s wrong, maybe his look of disapproval is aimed at her for not putting up a fight and not at Smee for his frat boy like prank. Mason is there too, he’s smiling as well or baring his teeth. She’s never quite sure with him.
“One of you pricks better start talking. Now.” Molly orders, pissed off and annoyed from being woken up, abducted and driven to a warehouse rave in the middle of the night. “Well?” She arched a brow, looking between the three of them: Mason exhaled slowly, clearly bored and unphased by her display of anger while Josh, as always, remained quiet and impassive. Smee, however, seemed to be getting amusement from her annoyance. He steps forwards, chuckling and turns Molly around, pointing her towards the warehouse.
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