Run, Devil, Run (Uriel/Invite)

[Mischa Badoer]

-·=»‡«=·-Pleasure to meet you. Prepare to bleed-·=»‡«=·-

Dreams have the theory attached that they are physiologically as a response to neural processes during sleep, psychologically as reflections of the subconscious, and spiritually as messages from gods, the deceased, or predictions of the future.....

Mischa was having a dream. Something in her subconcsious was setting off an image of a boy. He looked deadly and all too familiar. They were in her apartment and the room was cold. This wasn't a prediction into the future... more like a reminder... a memory. She was tossing in turning... something about this boy's presence was turning her sweet dreams in to a painful nightmare.

The blonde boy held up a photo with a snear. With a flick of his wrist the picture was sent into her direction in a fast speed where it made her shoot up and wake from her slumber.

Beaded sweat slicked her soft skin as her small arms tensed with every quickened and laboured breath. Mischa slid off the white and squeaky bed. She tried not to wake the crack head she shared the room with as she tip toed to the bare desk near the barred up window. She quietly slid the drawer open and there was the journal. She opened it and read it. It was all clear now. She had been trying to figure out why she had taken those drugs... Mischa would have never wanted to do such a thing. She cared too much for the child that could have been theirs...well...hers...

Kevala also mentioned finding out who was responsible... but Mischa could not recall a girl for Kevala mentioned such an individual was a "she". That boy in her dream... she wouldn't have thought about him... but something deep down remembered him...and just as dreams are... they derive from the subconscious... and he was in there some where. Just who was he and most importantly...who was she?

Mischa sat at the bed thinking hard....she.. she... He threw a picture at her in the dream. Mischa woke before she could see the image printed on the glossy paper, but she did remember finding a picture at the time of her O.D. Where could she even get that picture anyway... it had to be put there... by that boy. Now she was shooting bullets in the dark, but she didn't care what she hit right now. She was finding out who that boy was.

Her eyes looked to the alarm clock and found out it was 6 in the morning. Mischa slid into some clothes and headed out her door. Of course there were some orderly up and such and she approached them. They discussed her release, though it was difficult from her last outburst. Finally they concluded that she had been making progress and she had committed herself and thus far was able to leave when she felt fit. After all it was her life at risk. Little did they know drugs weren't going to be the death of her.

She left with all her belongings and got a driver to pick her up and bring her to the beach house Kev had found. She was praying the girl wasn't there only because she didn't want to burden her. Mischa did want to see the girl one last time.

Mischa snuck into the doors and if Kev was home... she was going to sneak around hoping she didn't wake her up. Mischa grabbed a few guns and stapped them to her hips, thighs, and even a nice big shot gun on her back. She put on a white tank top and some jeans that were torn looking just for style. Over the tank top was the punisher vest Katsuri had given her as a gift way back when. She would have done something less flashy... but hey.. if she was going down she was going down in something that made her happy.

She looked through some boxes and found a year book... it was not a year book but like a "get to know your classmates" of deal-e-o. She scanned through it to find that familiar face. And there it was. She checked the name and found out who he was.

Uriel Seran.

Hopefully Gabrial won't mind killing off another one... Her eyes then shot to the girl beside him. She had the same name...She... That...face structure...

Not important.

Mischa grabbed her cell phone and made some calls to find out the Seran's number.

She would leave a message on their answering machine.

"Tit for Tat"

She hung up the cell. Didn't even block her phone number.

[Uriel]

"Tit for Tat"

The ominous note left on his phone, a worried sense of vengeance coming back at him. However Uriel Seran didn't recognize the voice. Who would if you were too consumed with such bleary arrogance that often blinded oneself. He scowled into the phone however tracing back the phone to the Pizza residence. He'd chuckle in a weary sense advocating that the girl he'd drugged up and made nearly commit suicide was out to get him. He'd enter the main hallways of the Seran abode his fingers curling up around his face in a joking manner to his associates.

"Its just a girl, don't wake me.."

Uriel's voice cold as the four guards stood ready. Two at the door, one at the back window, and another upstairs by the door. All of them equipped with silenced uzi's. Uriel would sleep soundly hopefully seeing the blood stains of the stupid pest sputtered about the floor.

A slam of the door and Uriel would be alone in the dark room to himself. The others lurking there at attention. Understaffed Uriel would be stupid if he'd survive this strike, too few, too few guards for one at vengeance.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa sat down on an ottomen and opened up the bag that held all the stuff that she possessed within the rehab. She reached in and grabbed hold of her journal. Now opening that up she began to write.

Dear Kev.

Bye...I wanted to say bye... I found the guy that did this to me...I'm going to end his life whether or not you think his actions were a blessing in disguise. He had a hand in ruining my life that I wanted to build with you... So... I will ruin his.

Love you.

Mischa set the book down on the ottomen before she headed out the door. She got in her Nissan Versa and headed down the road. Mischa wiped the tears that were streaming down her face with the ball of her palms. With a little exhale of her breath she neared a Seran Mansion... how did she know it was?? Yay GPS XD

So now she was at the gate and a guy was at the window. Of course he wasn't going to let her in when she is dressed in a bullet proof vest and guns strapped to her off the wazoo.

She got out of the car and grabbed the shoot gun. She aimed at the man. He panicked and stood to avoid getting shot only to have her shoot him before he got out of sight and he fell and conveniently on the button that opened the gates.

AS she walked along the large path she stuck the gun back inn its rightful spot on her back and armed herself with two hand guns. There were a few guards with a dog or two coming her way from hearing the loud bang. She lifted both guns and shot them both in the head. The dogs were set free when the two men fell to the ground. They charged at her and with a swift kick she knocked one to the ground and did the same to the other. She wasn't going to shoot them.. so she just made them pass out.

Now she was at the door. She heard tyhem talking from the other side so she just knocked the dfoors open to push them aside and knock them off guard. As they toppled to the ground she lifted her arms and took two shots not really caring whether they were hit or not... She heard them yell in pain so she assumed she did. Mischa was being careless, but she really didn't give a shit at this point.

"Uriel! YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN OR IT'S YOUR HEAD ON THE FUCKING WALL!" she screamed out. It was stupid of her to make such a ruckus but right now she really just wanted him to come out from where ever he was so she could take him out.

She ran around the house and finally found a room that was guarded. She shot them down and slammed open the door.

The room was dark and her hands scaled the wall to look for a switch to turn on the lights... and low and behold! The lights were now on and she looked around the room to find him. Her eyes dangerous as she stared at the boy. Exact replica of the boy in her dreams. He was obviously in the wrong 'cause it was impossible for her to havea dream about a guy she had never met. He did sometjhing to her..or the drugs wiped her memory of him..either way.

He was going to die.

"Hiding are we?" her fists were clenched around the handles of each pistol. She stuck them in their satchel... waiting for him to say something.

[Uriel]

"Uriel! YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN OR IT'S YOUR HEAD ON THE FUCKING WALL!"

He heard the sharp noise followed by what sounded to be barrages of bullets. He noted the sound well enough that the majority of shots fired were from a hand gun, his men were equipped with fully automatic sub-machine guns. Damn well he knew what was coming for him. But much like he'd gotten away with in life were often his own mistakes and there was always a way out of a situation.

Hurrying over to the nightstand Uriel retrieved a sharp letter-opener and an ink pen. They were all he could manage for the time being and it'd have to do. He could hear as the bullets rang of smacking the slugs into the wall. She was nearly here. A quick thrust and he'd unbar the window leaving it open for an attempting escape however he'd back himself up into the closet lowering his frame in a cowardly fetal position waiting for her.

"Hiding are we?"

"Not exactly." *Smash*

With the letter opener he'd strip the copper piecing to the pen shooting a rocket of ink towards Mischa's eye line hopefully blinding her or buying him enough time to make for his escape to which he'd bolt out the window hurtling it and down the neighbor's exit.

If he managed all correctly he'd be on the main street just enough people to avoid getting shot in the back unless she was truly insane to which he'd hide himself in the nearest store. A candy shoppe.

[Mischa Badoer]

Then next thing she knew she got a bunch of ink in her eye. She wiped at it as quickly as she could as she heard his foot steps run to the window. He isn't getting away that fast. She followed the noise as she tried clearing her eyes. When she heard the foot steps stop she hurdled herself and grabbed for anything hoping it was Uriel.

It was him..but he managed to slip out of her grasp. She fell to the floor and whiped at her eyes so she could see. She looked out the window and saw the boy running like a total whimp. Mischa jumped out and followed behind him. Her pace was fast and she could hear a girl screaming, but it was ignored.

Run, Devil, run.

She saw him jolt into a candy store that had yet to be open.... how the fuck?!

Well anyway at least she saw where he had ran to. The fucker was going to die.

She entered the building and paused. He was undoubtabley hiding somewhere amongst the isles...all considering he seemed to be a fucking wuss!

"Get your ass out here Uriel!" she let one shot go into the roof to try and get a squeel out of him to find out his hinding place.

[Uriel]

"Get your ass out here Uriel!"

The thrum of a gunshot scattering people in the aisles some taking to the street hoping by whatever chance they'd not get shot in the process, some taking towards other aisles for cover. She was a terrorist by all means in their eyes and Uriel innocent of all crimes committed, simply because he wasn't the one carrying the gun.

"Little Girl..."

His gold gaze fixated on the ginger 6 year old as she looked back transfixed, "Yes...?"

"I want you to take this, and stab that girl with the gun..." The demand flowing through his demonic eye into the girl's brainwaves receiving a glazed over nod of affirmation as the girl took the letter opener and hid it beneath her sleeve peeling out of the aisle slowly to walk towards Mischa.

"The man with the Golden eye told me to...."

Her feet coming closer till she was in reach where the girl would lurch out and stab Mischa in the leg still glazed over without regret or solidarity.

[Mischa Badoer]

People scattered and she was looking for only one person in particular. One kid came out from behind a shelf and she looked a little out of place all considering the havok around her. Then the calm voice when she spoke alarmed her. Next thing she knew something sharp was jabbed into her leg by the little girl.

"What the fuck!" she yelped and kicked the girl off her...she didn't want to hurt the girl but it was a relfex. "First you kill my baby Uriel and now you are getting a child to do your dirty work!? what the fuck is wrong with you!!?" she looked at the kid who seemed creepily uncaring... "And what the hell is wrong with you.." she mumbled before running/limping in the direction of Uriel..which she assumed due to the fact he had to be close to the girl to tell her to do what she did.

There she saw him.

She aimed her gun. "Apologize."

and like that would do anything....

[Uriel]

The sudden yelp brought a large smirk to his features knowing his target had hit right on. Children, the most devious weapon's to use in a war front. Uriel had studied from the Eastern cultured wars where they'd strap bombs to children. Ingenious.

"First you kill my baby Uriel and now you are getting a child to do your dirty work!? what the fuck is wrong with you!!?"

A loud enough snicker so that she could hear it, "You're the one holding the gun woman, those who are willing to shoot must understand what it is to be shot at."

"Apologize."

Much lower this time in his ear now right beside him, Uriel was inches from death and he knew it to the point he shriveled in fear. There had to be a way out an escape.

"Be my shield..." He'd whisper low enough to a young boy, this one smaller than the girl before him as the boy hurtled in between the gun barrel and Uriel.

"Best think again.... I think you should apologize for killing four of my body guards.... It hurts loosing such good help.."

[Mischa Badoer]

A boy stood before Uriel. He was in the way and now everything was just getting worse. He was playing dirty and it was absolutely disgusting. Mischa would close the distance and shove the kid aside slamming him into a wall. it was uncalled for and out of character for Mischa..she just needed to ended it with this douche.

Now she rushed up to him and would swipe up the collar of his neck, picking him up. With all her force and if she got a good enough hold of him..she would shove him into a shelf as candy would fall to the ground all around them. If this had been accomplished Mischa would press the cold metal of the barrel to the dick head's temple.

"Shut the fuck up unless I hear the fucking words 'I'm sorry' coming out of your pathetic lips!"

[Uriel]

"Shut the fuck up unless I hear the fucking words 'I'm sorry' coming out of your pathetic lips!"

Uriel was held up if even just barely, the collar was a rough tug and he cried for dear life eyes bleary with a thick layer of water tears. He didn't want to die, he was the rightful heir he had to live to reign to rule.

"No....I can't..."

"Stop.."

His hands coming up to hit against he chest weakly in a purely defensive manner. He couldn't... It wasn't supposed to end like this.

"DIE!" He commanded with the eye, though such a strong command she'd have to have a reason for living to ignore it.

[Mischa Badoer]

He refused..and begged for his life.... Mischa was about to pull the trigger before she was told to stop..and for some reason she did. Anger enveloped her as she didn't understand why she wasn't sticking this prick with several rounds of led.

He yelled out die and at first she was confused seeing as how he had no weapons... but it felt as if her heart started to slow. Mischa's eyes got heavy as she looked to the ground.

Her life was flashing before her eyes.

Kevala....the twins.... the baby...

They were gone... she didn't have a reason to live....

Then she tipped over and pressed against Uriel pinning him there and using him as a crutch. The hospital.... she.. she felt what Kev was feeling. The love was there... the love was there so Kev was lying... Kev couldn't have hated Mischa... She felt what she felt.

Her heart started to pick up its pace and even drum faster as an adrenilen pumped through her viens. She looked deep into Uriel's eyes and and without would she would press the gun back to his temple and pull tyhe trigger.... if there wasn't some form of miracle she would have shot him only to have blood and brain matter spatter across her tired face.

IF he got shot she would let his lifeless body hit the floor as everyone panicked and escaped the store....calling for help. Mischa fell to the boy's side on her knees. With one hand she unstrapped her bullet proof jacket and let it fall to the ground. Police would be here...the question was if she was ready to fight them or not. She did pack something just for the occasion. But was it worth it? Yeah..Kev showed her the love in the hospital... but feelings can change.

"Hands up!"

Mischa's head tilted to the floor and her chin was pressed to her left shoulder.

Fuck it.

Her hand reached into the pocket of her jacket.

"FREEZE!"

Pulling the tag she made the grenade live and tossed it at the handful of policemen. One panicked and pulled the trigger on her and she felt the bullet break through her skin. It didn't come back the otherside.... Mischa got up and fell to her knees.. guess the bullet slowed her escape...though when she fell she knocked over a shelf and it gave her the protection she needed from the blast that had been back at the entrance. Some debree had fallen and and hit her hard but she couldn't do anything about it. The was in her..she was losing blood.

Mischa's eyes glazed over as she stared at the florecent lighting that thrubbed in her head. All she could do was lay their and wait as she shed her last few tears.

[Uriel]

Crushed under the weight of the gun's barrel Uriel looked up with teary eyes, snot and mucus forming at the brim of his nose as his mouth shuddered begging for his life a puddle of his urine soaked the floor as fear seemed to be overwhelming to him, he was going to die. All he could hope on was the power of Ra to see through he could see the weakness in her as she tilted and swayed, a throb of hope stood by as he still quivered in undenying fear.

*BANG*

The world went black, all that he was gone in a flash, no war, no chaos that he'd sparked nothing but the remnants of his fragile body. Dead.

[Ceraphine Davis]

Kevala was weak, she was tired, but she had just finished searching the house when she heard the explosion. Eyes shifting to see the bright flash and knowing where to go.

Finding it considerably easier to take her car, er....SUV than to run, due to her injuries she had to slow her heart rate or she would die.....Bleed out before she found Mischa......

Hopping into the vehicle, she turned the ignition and threw it into reverse, speeding out of the area and heading toward the area the explosion had come from.

It was not hard once she got in the general area to figure out what had happened, seeing the police cars and the litter of bodies and what used to be the front of the store, she slammed on the breaks and hopped out of the car, parking close enough that she was butted up against the closest cop car......

Running into the store,she looked about the mess, trying to see Mischa, but she could see nothing......Smoke, and small fires clouding her vision as was the constant loss of blood.......

Her eyes crimson still, would close, attempting to draw in a deep breath as she struggled to feel out the room. One cop was dying but still alive..barely.....there was....a hum..very low.......

It was.....so familiar.....

MISCHA!!

She shot her eyes open and followed the dulling emotional vibe she knew so well, digging through the debris to uncover the body of her ex girlfriend.....

Tears already forming as she fell to her knees and lifted the girls head into her lap.

"Mishca? Baby? Gods please dont die on me. Not now!"

She pushed the girls hair back out of her face, a soft cough escaping Kev as she felt a trickle of blood course down her chin. Yet she just reached up and wiped it away....

With a little growl she looked down at the dying girl, her mind clouding up as she shook her head....anger, pain and agony filled her senses, the wind around them picking up as a result....

"I told you I would take care of it! I told you I would do this! Why the fuck did you not listen to me!?"

She was too far gone, and if you knew her and saw her in this state you would know that there would not be any going back for Kevala this time......

That cage in her mind that kept her sanity in check was gone....Shattered in an instant the moment she had found out about this, the moment she had seen Chantel..........

[Mischa Badoer]

She felt tired... felt the blood seep through the fingers on the hand that tried to stop the bleeding. She had several cuts from all the debris. The world was fading to black and she felt relaxed... She knew now that the one who caused her life trouble was dead... so she could die now and be happy knowing the there would be no more trouble for Kevala.

Mischa closed her eyes and was ready to fall asleep when it felt like everything had been lifted... then her head was propped up. She opened her eyes to see a figure of an angel. Wow... she got to go to heaven? After all that she had done she was able to be comforted by the most beautiful of angels.... Guess she didn't need to go to church every Sunday....

"Mishca? Baby? Gods please dont die on me. Not now!" Mischa's face scrunched up at the voice. Now that was a different angel than she expected..

"Ke-Kev?" She reached up with her hand to feel the girl's face..of course getting her cheek covered in her own blood. She felt the soft and distressed contours of the girl's face and a smile came to her face. "...Thought I went to heaven...." her smile got a little brighter all considering. "But I don't mind anymore..." meaning she didn't care if she wasn't in heaven 'cause at least she got to see Kevala...before she did kick the bucket.

"I told you I would take care of it! I told you I would do this! Why the fuck did you not listen to me!?"

Mischa cringed a little hearing the girl's tone. She couldn't see right so..now she knew Kevala's feelings... "Ohh.... you sound mad..." she said with her nose still scrunched up. She closed her eyes 'cause they were doing her no good and it was only taking more energy. "Why am I here? Last time I checked I was the one he fucked with... And I wanted to do you the favor..." she smiled again. "And I'm a paid professional as you can tell." she tried laughing but only cringed from the pain. Man the fucker got her good.... "And what are you doing here? Last I checked I wrote you a note!" her words were getting loopy and slurred. Meh...if she prolonged the conversation at least she would die having a nice one with Kevala. The girl dumped her ass, but it didn't mean Mischa had to stop liking her.

"K...I'm gonna....I'm...I'm..sleep." she would grab any hand of Kev's that was in her reach before she closed her eyes.... of course she passed out and her grip loosened.

[Ceraphine Davis]

She growled as she tried to press her hand to the wound on Mischa, caring less and less about her own wounds that were draining the life from her.

Then Mischa spoke and Kevs anger shot up even more....Doing it for her? Yes Mischa was good with a gun, yes she had her tricks, but Uriel and Chantel were dangerous in their own right......Whimps, but dangerous none the less......

"I am here because I killed the little bitch who set this all up. His sister......."

Another cough and she felt more blood pour from her mouth.

It was then that Mischa started to drift off.....Tapping her face lightly, she shook her head.

"No baby....you cant sleep yet...You gotta stay awake for me okay?"

Some how or another, we wont go into detail, she managed to get Mischa to the SUV and was well on her way to getting in the drivers side and flooring it to the hospital....

Her hand reaching over every now and again to shake the girl awake....

"Mischa! Wake up baby...come on...Stay with me.."

Gods she would never forgive herself if the girl died.....Never....