“One night,” she flung a heavy squirming sack over her shoulder, “One fucking night was all I asked for. No murder, no kidnapping, just one night to be a normal teenage girl, who went to prom and get dressed up in a expensive dress. Take a limo, maybe rebel and have a drink or two,” she threw the sack in the back of the van. “but no,” she kicked the sack which made a whimpering sound. “you just had to ruin my night with devilish good looks and charm didn't you.” she slammed the van door.
She sat in the front passenger seat,”Let's go.” she told the tall, and well built man in the driver's seat.
“Yes miss,” he replied in a low gruff voice.
As they drove she looked down at her now blood splattered, and ripped midnight blue chiffon prom dress and sighed, it was beyond repair. At least her silver gem encrusted shoes were intact, though they may need a cleaning or two. She took off the silver ribbon on her wrist which had been her corsage with beautiful blue orchids and white roses sitting on top. After driving for a few hours, they pulled into a private airport. She hopped out of the van and was greeted by a woman, who looked like she could have been Angelina Jolie's twin. Before the woman could say something she started to head to the jet waiting for them, “ he's in the back, do what you will. I'm going to change before we take off.”
She headed straight to the restroom, behind the wall which the white leather couch with ornately designed light blue and purple pillows sat in front of, in the back corner of the jet. She opened the small closet inside and took out a suitcase. Placing it on the toilet seat cover, she opened it and took out a black velvet box, placing it on the granite topped counter. She then unpinned the Celtic circle she had been wearing that night, carefully placing it in and closing the lid. After she removed her smeared make up and the dirt and blood on her face, she took off her tattered dress and tossed it aside. Replacing it with a black sleeveless form fitting top that left a small portion of her midriff exposed with a rounded neckline just below her well defined collar bone. As well as some black shorts that barely covered everything. She then grabbed out her leather jacket which had a hood,when she buttoned it over lapped and the sides slanted down so that it was longer in the back. She let her hair down and brushed out the curls, so she could french braid it. So that it would stay out of her face when moving about. After grabbing her small backpack, making it sure it had a spare pair of clothes, basic necessities, weapons and tools, she left the bathroom to a small room in the back where she laid down. As she closed her eyes she hummed a tune and let darkness enclose her mind.
