Perfect Assassins

Krissy:

“Oh God, Will, don't think like that... besides what good would it do you? You'd still have one wrist chained and you couldn't do any thing because you wouldn't have another hand and you would be bleeding to death.” I told him unable to stop picturing it.

Ebony:

I blinked then laughed softly. "Sorry...I shouldn't laugh..." I said blushing faintly but a smile was still on my lips.

"That is why i dont make plans that often" i say, i didnt think of that

Ebony:

I growled softly and struggled for a moment before letting myself hang once again. "I could pick the lock on the cuffs if I could reach my lockpicks...but I need to reach into my pocket."

"Im of no help. i cant move my ha-" i look down at Taylor whose wrists her chained but she was ont he ground she could easily ge tto Eb
"Taylor! Tay. wake up
"

Ebony:

I looked down at Taylor willing her to wake up. This would be really painful to do, but I was sure I could pick it.

Taylor
my eyes open slowly and i heard my name, when my eyes adjusted my eyes widened "Where am i?"

Krissy:

I watched The girl carefully. My attention snapped back to the door as it opened and a different guy came in. He walked over to me without a word and reached up unlocking one wrist. I immediately lashed out trying to hit him but he grabbed my already bloody and raw wrist and twisted it hard while clamping another set of handcuffs one. He did the same with my other wrist causing as much pain as he could. I didn't say anything, I was confused as to why he was doing this but was struggling to get away from him.

Ebony:

I flicked my gaze to the man when he entered the room. Who were these people...and what did they want with Krissy?

Krissy:

I looked over the guy who was trying to drag me out of the room and My gaze fell on the knife at his belt. My wrists were both tight in his grasp so it was unlikely I could grab it. I kneed him in the side the best I could and was able to slip the knife up and out of his belt without him knowing. Once it hit the floor I kicked it over to the wall close to the kid hoping she'd be able to get it to one of them. Once I had been whacked once again I was taken out of the room and the door was locked.

I looked down at the knife and chewed on my lip. If I could get that...I could use it to pick the lock.

Krissy:

I was shoved into a brightly lit room and the guy behind me quickly closed the door and I heard the bolt lock. I looked around the room, it was an office of sorts, no windows which creeped me out. It had a desk in the back, a bookshelf with few books and a couch on the opposite wall. I wasted no time in heading for the desk and looking through the drawers. There was nothing useful to me what so ever, not even a pen I could stab some one with. I sat back in the chair and sighed wondering what the point of this was, wondering why they had wanted me away from Will and Ebony.

"Taylor i need you to go to ebony and ge ther lock picking supplies"

Krissy:

I had found a loose half inch nail in the desk and was trying to pick the handcuff lock when the guy from earlier that cut my lip came in. I glared at him. “I see you've made yourself at home.” He said, his eyes showed clearly that he hated me but he also seemed smug. I gave him a fake smile. “Of course.” I said tossing the nail since it was of no use to me. I probably couldn't do any damage to him with it. “Why do you have me here? I want to be back with my friends.” I said levelly. “I don't think so, come here.” He told me and I crossed my arms over my chest, staying exactly where I was.

waiting for ty)

Ebony:

I watched as Taylor reached into my pocket and then handed me my lockpicks. I pulled out the one that I needed and let the rest fall as I started to work on the lock.

Krissy:

I watched him carefully as he crossed the room and leaned over the desk grabbing the neck line of my top. He yanked me forward and, with a small razor in his hand, he slit my shirt all the way down the front. I gasped and jerked back, the chair I was in rolled back and thunked against the wall as I got to my feet.

Taylor
"where are we?"

"I dont know but when we ge tout of here im going to kill somthing"

((...must resist bringing the destroying angel...must resist bringing in the angel of death...))

Ebony:

I got the lock unlocked and I gasped as my weight dropped onto my one wrist. It felt like I had sprained it, and the pain was making me a bit shakey as I started working on my second cuff.

"you ok?" i frown

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((Destroying angel = Jack and his love of explosives....lots and lots of explosives. Angel of death = Michael, I hope you know why. Unless Kayla would like me too, they are going to stay out of it so that they don't kill everyone. Or atleast so Michael doesn't, after all they kidnapped the girl he loves.))

Ebony:

I gritted my teeth and when I finished and the cuff popped open I fell the the floor with a soft groan. "I think I might have broken or sprained my wrist...I couldn't touch the floor like the rest of you, and so all of my weight was on one wrist in an instant..."

"I can barely toucht he floor either Eb" i say "Now get me down im about to go kill that a- butthead" i say catching myself befor ei curse, oh the joy of having a minor around

Krissy:

I dogged around the desk hissing, “Don't touch me, I swear if you-” He grabbed me around the waist and jerked me back. I twisted around and grabbed his arm the best I could and pulled it up and back, hard dislocating his shoulder. He let me go for a moment staggering back. I hit me in the stomach and I felt some thing sharp slice through my skin. I brought my elbow up and bashed it into the side of his head. My blow knocked him out bet he fell into me and I hit my head on the side of the desk on the way down.

Ebony:

I flashed him a small smile before getting to my feet and moving to him. I had to lean on him a bit and stand on my tippietoes to reach the manacles.

Krissy:

I crawled out for under him and went through his pockets trying to find the key to the hand cuffs. The only thing I found was a small silver cell phone. I flipped it open and dialed Aalen's number. “Aalen!” I said the instant I heard him pick up, my voice was a bit shaky and out of breath. “Krissy? Are you okay? Give me a second I am tracing the call. I am ten minutes away.” I looked down at my slowly bleeding stomach and said, “I'm fine, I have a couple friends with me though but they are locked in a different room.” “Can you get out, Krissy?” I looked around the room then at the ceiling. “”I think so but my friends...” “Just get out, trust me, I will get your friends. I'll take care of it, please just get out, we don't need any one holding you hostage, okay?” It took me a long moment to respond to this. “Okay.” I said and hung up. It would be almost unbearable to leave Will and Ebony but Aalen was right and I did trust him with My life and the lives of those I cared about.