Chapter one...



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Chapter One







His place looked old. It was an abandon house. There was a bed that looked like it had been used to put out a fire or two. He had a sword leaning up against a wall. It had a picture engraved in it of a dragon in flight. Wild looked down at her hunting knife that had a dragon as the hilt with a huge Emerald gem in its mouth. The blade was interestingly shaped and cut.

She looked up the stairs. Ax Man noticed her eying them.



“That’s where I trained with my sword.”



“Interesting, do you dare to fight me?” She asked him pulling her sword out.



“You…fight me? You’ve got to be joking right?”



“No, I am challenging you”, she said firmly. He smiled to himself.



“I don’t fight girls.” He said pulling his sword.



“Don’t….call me a girl”, she said.



“What should I call you then?”



“Wild Angel. Wild is fine, but don’t call me a girl!” She said. He was a bit put back at her demand, but nodded and laughed.



“I like you. You’re not a wimp. You would never believe how many of those challenge me and fail poorly.” He said smiling.



“Well, challenge me already!”



“Fine, follow me”, and picked up his sword. Wild nodded and followed him up the stairs.

They reached the top. It was not dusty, unlike downstairs. It was clean.

Angel drew her sword carefully, and rubbed a scratch. Ax Man tried to attack her with his sword while she was cleaning her sword. She quickly guarded his attack and threw him back with much force. She stood in one place. He charged her again. She blocked all of his attacks against her. He pushed as hard as he could. Her sword flew across the room and into the wall. It stuck outside in the brick. She rolled quickly towards it. He jumped against a wall and went to cut her arm. She quickly responded, pulling her hunting knife out repelling his attack on her. He shot back and looked surprised. She yanked the sword out of the wall and put her knife back coolly. He charged her again. She quickly responded, throwing him across the room with all of her power. He hit the wall and groaned in pain.



“I give. You’re good.” he said getting up. She put her sword back into her sheath and nodded.

“Your speed is not your weakness. It is your attitude. You have never lost, and certainly not to a ‘girl’.” She said to him. He nodded and jumped off the top of the railing and hit the floor on the bottom. Angel slid down the banister and hit the floor gently.



“You can have the bed tonight, go to bed, get some rest. We will figure something out tomorrow.” He said climbing on floor. Wild jumped on the bed and lied looking at the ceiling. She heard Ax Man snoring.



“I can’t stay here”, she whispered to herself. She got out of the bed slowly and grabbed her sword and slipped it over her back. She yanked a piece of thread off her clothing and tied her wet hair out of her face into a French braid, which she could do by herself. Opening the door, she crept out into the dark of the night. It wasn’t raining anymore, but her injured foot carried her weakly. She fought the pain endlessly, but eventually it won. By five in the morning she was limping badly.



“Hah, what do we have here?”



“Looks like a chick”



“Yeah”



Some gangsters came out from behind a wall and crept up to her. They surrounded her. She pulled her sword out, ready to fight. One of them walked up to her and kissed her. She kicked him, and put the tip of her sword on his neck. He looked at her and smiled.



“Bug off”, she said strongly.



“Aw, common, baby”, he said, “we can work things out.”



She smacked him across the face. He tackled her and grabbed her knife. She lied there without struggling. He laughed and smiled at her mischievously. All the rabbits laughed. Wild gritted her teeth in anger. Then, she snapped. She kneed the guy as hard as she could and then grabbed her knife away from him.



“That’s mine I believe”, she said. She cut him under his eye. He yelled in pain. That was her chance. She bolted across the fence and landed on all fours. Getting up, she shot across a parking lot. No one was in it except for one car. She jumped on it and ran down it, and then crouched under it. The gang was hot in pursuit. They ran right past her.



“Who are you?” A voice asked. She looked endlessly around her. A male blue rabbits face peered down into her eyes. Rolling out from under the car, she got up and stretched.



“My name is Wild Angel, and don’t dare call me a girl!”



“Ah, but you are a girl. Oh well, my name is BBoy”, he said nodding, “nice looking sword by the way.” He was eying her sword endlessly.

“Thanks, I guess”, she said.



“SHE IS OVER THERE, CHUCK!” Another voice boomed. The gang was once in hot pursuit of her.



“COMMON!” She yelled, jumping on top of the car and grabbing BBoy’s hand. She raced down the parking lot again, running as fast as she could. Wild let go of his hand and ran up on a wall and pushed off a fence, bulleting across a busy street. He stopped and looked. “What a women”, he said trailing off.

Wild grabbed a brick that was sticking out and pushed herself off the wall, doing a back flip in the air and landing on her feet in another shopping center. An open basket lay in the middle of the lot. She jumped in it and it flew across the parking lot. Rabbits dodged to get out of the way, and some dropped their clothing and food to run.

BBoy ran behind her and grabbed the fence and hoisted himself over it. Wild was shooting across the parking lot at warp speed. Seeing a bump in the middle of the road, she jumped out of it as it hit the bump and flipped. She landed on her back in a flowerbed. BBoy caught up with her.



“How do you do all that?” He asked panting.



“I was one of Devan Shell’s soldiers”, she said, “I had to learn all that. Actually, I know a lot more.”



“Well, I think we lost the Scooby gang behind us. Way behind us.” He said with a smile.



“Yeah, well”, she said staring down in her hand. A 100 dollar bill lay in it.



“Where did that come from?” He asked her.



“I don’t know. First, I am gonna get some new clothing with it and then get a hair cut”, she said, “I hate this ‘army’ hair cut.”



He laughed, “Well, if you want, we can go shopping for your clothing and then you can come to my place to bathe. Looks like you have been out and about.” He said staring at her torn clothes.



“Hmmm, well, you um, go do something and I will meet you out here in thirty minutes.” She said pleasingly and walking into the mall.





-30 Minutes Later-





“So, how do I look?” Wild spun around infront of him. Her new dress looked great on her and her hair was cut beautifully, and it looked like she had gotten some hightlights of sorts.



“Sweet”, he said.

“Thank you”, she said sheepishly. He smiled and nodded.



“Well, off to my ol’ dump”, he said.



“I dun have a ‘ol dump’ as you put it.”



“Why?”



“I ran away.”



“From what?”



“Devan Shell, as I said, I was a soldier”, she said sadly.



“Oh”, he said softly, “my best friend got captured by him. I got word when he was about thirteen he ran away. I havn’t seen him since.”



“I’m sorry”, she said, “how old are you now anyway?”



“Er, sixteen”, he said.



“Heh, I am seventeen”, she said proudly.



“Cool”, he said, “well, follow me.”



He helped her up and they walked to his apartment, which was not far. He pulled out a key and unlocked it quickly. They walked inside.