I am quick to throw open the doors before the explosion impacts me. But I don't know if Kal made it out from his side. My gaze is clouded from the smoke that was created by the explosion. And looking around only gives me the idea that I am somewhere on the road. Maybe Kal brought out the car from the parking and parked on the roadside but I am not too sure. I try to feel the ground around me but it's all smooth concrete. The fall from the car was so sudden that my back aches and my hip bone is definitely bruised.
"Erna." I hear Kal's voice trying to reach me but it sounds too far or it's too low to be properly audible.
"Kal, I am on my side." I call out to him.
"I am stuck, help me out." he whispers and I push myself off the ground and stand on my feet. I take a roundabout from the back of the van and my gaze catches on to a pool of blood that is touching my feet. I look up to my side to see the dismantled body of the woman. She has been torn to shreds and it is absolutely ten times more horrific than what I would have done to her. Looks like they were scared that she would fold and tell me everything so they opted to finish her off. What a brutal way to go. I sigh and then another thought pops up in my mind. Kal. What if Kal's blood is mixed in this?
"Kal, are you hurt?" I ask him and when I don't hear a response I run to his side of the door. Nothing is too visible because the smoke is still covering most of it but I am able to make out Kal's silhouette and I extend a hand to pull him out of the shattered van. The debris is covering most of his body and it makes it difficult for me to pull him out without hurting him in the process. Left with no choice, I smash the piece of van which is directly above him and I am answered with a groan.
"Kal, I need you to come out, crawl if you have to because I am not losing you here."
"Erna…" the pain in his voice has me quivering with fear of losing him but I won't be Erna Langford if I give up now.
The heat of the debris burns my hand but I don't let it stop me from helping my friend. Pulling off the debris, I pull on his arm that is hanging out from what I can only assume is the doorside.
"Erna, it hurts." Kal says in a pained voice and I lose my hold a little before freeing him of the confines of the van. His right arm is covered with bruises and burns, so I am a little extra careful with it before I pull him to the roadside and lay him down. He tries to get up but I push on his chest and shake my head at him.
"Just stay down." As soon as I say that, several footsteps echo behind me as if they are forming a stance behind me. Well, safe to say, I have a bad feeling about this.
"We should have known that a little explosion wouldn't be enough to take you down, Scarlet." The voice is unusually ridden with malice and hate. Guess I deserve that for killing their gang. But who the fuck are these people when I am sure I killed every last one of them?
I slowly stand up taking a defensive stance to protect Kal if need be. Turning around I swing my hair to the side before taking a glance over almost fifteen men in front of me and two women on the side. All of them are equipped with weapons ranging from bats to guns to knives. The girl at the corner of the line up catches my attention. She is short, about 5'1 and quite chubby which makes her look cute. She is wearing a crop top with a pleated mini tennis skirt and shoes. Her hair is tied up in a high ponytail and she is twirling its end with one of her hands looking extraordinarily bored. Like she couldn't believe the gall of the person who sent her here. I think I recognize her. She is a poison expert I met on the black market a few years ago. She was only fifteen years old then, so she must be nineteen now. Which makes me wonder how she got caught up with this gang of delinquents. She is the kind of person that you want on your side, and same goes for me because I would love to have her but if she attacks me today, I would have no choice but to kill her because well, for me, my life is above everyone else's.
"So are you all going to attack me together or is it gonna be one on one?" I ask, rolling up the sleeves of my button down shirt.
A burly man with a pot belly smirks before tilting his head to the side. "Sweetheart, we know of you. So I am sorry to say, but it is gonna be all of us together against you alone." Motherfucker. Fucking Coward.
"Oh do I look alone?" I ask.
"If you think that your injured comrade will be of any use to you then you are mistaken." I raise a brow at the new voice. It comes from behind me and I quickly turn around to see a man holding Kal hostage. Double fuck. I can just hope that they still give me a chance to fight instead of using him as leverage and asking me to give up. These people are scared of me, that's for sure otherwise they wouldn't have pulled such a sneaky trick of taking Kal. I need to come up with a plan with that pea sized brain of mine. Kal, Kal, Kal, what the fuck man. What did you get me into?
"Now be a good girl and surrender." Well there goes my last hope.