Crimson Fox - Consequences - part 3
By
FloatingFatMan,
Posted on: 2005-11-08 07:39 in Multi-Media Fan Creations
By
FloatingFatMan,
Posted on: 2005-11-08 07:39 in Multi-Media Fan Creations
Part 3: Breakout
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Yes, that was what happened
She woke up about 15 minutes ago. Dressed in a prisoners uniform, ink on her fingertips but no one with questions. It mattered not, shed gotten her prey.
The sharp pain! Cindy Fox examined her leg, there was a bandage around the calf of her right leg. She removed the bandages to inspect the wound. Her own blade had cut her as she was loosing consciousness. Even if the amount of curare was small, she should feel some of its effects, unless someone had administered the antidote.
If they used the antidote on her, they would surely have used it on the Peacebringer. Peacebringer Cindy Fox would bring peace to the Peacebringer allright, and her own life.
But to do so, she would have to get out of this... situation. In the two weeks since shed been back, she read about a few breakouts. Clearly there is a way out, it just needed to be found.
As she was examining the door of her cell, a loud explosion shook the walls. Moments later her door opened. Stepping back into a corner she waited a moment for possible assailants, listening to learn what was going on.
I hear they dragged a cutie into this cell, lets have some fun A rough voice called outside her cell.
Yeah, its not like wed make it out, might as well have some fun a second voice responded.
Fox waited, and three men entered her cell. They didnt see her in the shadows in the corner. The biggest inmate bent over to look under the cot. The other two just stood there, to them, that was the only place to hide.
Creeping up to them Cindy gave a simultaneous blow to the neck of the two standing thugs, knocking them out cold. Before they hit the ground, Fox landed a kick on the kneeling inmate, leaving him curled up in agony.
She made her way out of her cell, sticking to the shadows as much as possible and found the locker room with confiscated possessions. A kick to the throat quickly dispatched the thief that was trying to open the chest with her name on it. Another kick smashed the lock and she searched the contents. They had already searched her room, and confiscated her Katana and school uniform. For once, this was fortuitous.
Discarding the orange overalls she dressed herself in the robes of the Crimson Fox, the name she had earned after years of training.
Donned in her robes it was even easier to fade into the shadows, with her katana ready in a moment, Crimson Fox followed the flow of inmates. Assuming it would be the way out, but mindful to keep her eyes open for other possibilities.
On her path, a guard had just beaten back several inmates, and was blocking the doorway. Her only path out, her only path to vengeance.
The guard didnt notice her, all he saw was the quick flashing of a katana just before it cut through his neck. Fox was already through the doorway by the time his lifeless body hit the floor.
A sound of a shuffled foot made Fox turn. A woman stepped from the shadows. Tight leather clung to her greenish skin and revealed a somewhat skinny build. But it was not her body, it was her presence that made an impression. This woman moved with an eerie grace, like a queen in her court, she was sure of her abilities and expected obedience.
The confidence of this woman was so overwhelming that Crimson Fox didnt move as she raised her hand. A moment later a wave of cold yet warm and soothing energy engulfed her as she heard the sound of metal hitting the ceramic tiles. Fox turned and saw a guard had collapsed.
This woman had just saved her life, not knowing why, Fox nodded her thanks. After a slight pause, the woman began moving towards the expected exit again. Crimson Fox moved as well. She owed this woman her life, the least she could do was help her. And there is strength in numbers. Working together almost instinctively they made there way through the inmates that had less direction, only violence.
That vehicle appeared to be the way out, with luck they would be able to operate it. Carving their way to the vehicle Fox noticed a small group between them and it. This fight would be a lot harder, but it was a fight she would fight. But to her surprise the leader of the vehicle group motioned them to board it without a fight. This would be a lot better than fighting their way to it, not even knowing what it was exactly.
It appeared to be a plane. During the flight, the strange woman revealed herself to be the Grave Mistress, even though the name meant nothing to Fox, it seemed fitting. The Mistress asked her identity. Crimson Fox, she answered. She owed her that much. But the questions didnt end. Reluctantly she answered every question, it was hard not to.
The Mistress was also on a quest for her family. Together they both had a better chance of reaching their respective goals. The Mistress seemed honourable, in her own way.
Should things go sour, she could always set out on her own again. But for now, she needed allies. Ellie had allies that protect her.
@ShadowGhost & @Ghostie
The Grav Mistress, Mistress of Gravity
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