Hellebores
What sort of crazed lunatic woman would be so obsessed with victory that she'd be reckless and irrational to get it?
Ah, me.
I'm a hell of an unpredictable woman.
Not that I am proud of it. I swear, I wish the best out of me and do something better with my life than losing my shit in this fucked up mess. I'm working on it to be a better shit, but things don't just go the way you hoped they would be.
So, here I am now where the van is now crashing and swerving all over the road due to the shot I took.
I quickly aim for the kidnappers beside me and fire a shot into their hands and their feet, so they won't be able to hold any weapons or be even able to get up.
I got up from the cushion seat and swiftly crawled my way to knock out the one sitting in the passenger seat beside the driver's seat by hitting the gun on his left lower jaw, the mandible.
I calmly make my way around the van, targeting each kidnapper and taking them out one by one.
The other kidnappers try to fight back but are quickly taken down one by one, and the van looks like a war zone by the time I'm done.
I took a deep breath out of exhaustion and to calm myself down as well.
That took longer than I used to get my dirty play done. Looks like I'm losing my edge lately.
Anyway, fuck this. I'm taking over this van.
I pushed them out of the van one by one, grabbing them by the collar and shoving their asses onto the ground with no regard for their safety.
I give them no chance to react or fight back, and I make the task all seem very easy.
I shove them out with no hesitation or mercy. Most of them are knocked out and others try to get up and attack me, but I made sure to shoot their muscles and ligaments, which makes them able to hold a weapon and get up, so now they can't.
Temporarily.
Once the kidnappers are cleared out of the van, I grab the keys from the driver's seat and make my way into the driver's seat.
Let's see. I've never tried driving a van, so yeah, I'm winging this shit.
I just pushed some buttons around and pulled or pushed a lever, then took control of the wheel.
I looked in the rearview mirror to check for the other van. As I watch, the other van comes speeding up behind me.
Good. Here we fucking go.
Since the other van is gaining on me, I decide to use them to my advantage. I turned the steering wheel and accelerated towards it, ramming it with the front of my van and sending it spinning madly into a ditch.
"You, mad bitch! What the hell are you doing?!" They yelled from the other van.
They continue their rants and curses at me.
"Are you trying to get us killed, you crazy bitch!?"
Yes.
Yes, I am.
"Don't you dare damage our ride. We're going to bring it down on you. We'll kill you for this, you stupid bitch!"
I didn't say anything and shift the van into reverse again. I slammed into their van again, then shifted my van to reverse again and continued to ram their van again and again, causing even more damage and chaos.
When things got quiet, I stopped.
I take a deep breath and look at my surroundings. The crash has done significant damage to both vehicles, but I'm unsure of how many casualties have been caused. Those were pretty brutal collisions.
I see the front of the other van is completely destroyed.
There's also a huge cloud of smoke probably from the snow or dust surrounding the crashed vehicles, and I can't make out any more details.
I got out of the van with guns in both my hands, left and right.
I walked straight towards the other van and kicked it open. I dragged each of the kidnappers out of the van one by one, grabbing them by the collar and tossing them onto the ground outside.
It looks to me, they are fine. They are just knocked out unconscious with a few injuries there and there.
Now, where is that pretty fuck?
After dragging all the kidnappers out of the van, I look around for the man from before. My eyes flicker over the van's interior in search of him.
I found him lying on the cushion seat against the wall and appearing to be unconscious. Even through the dim lighting, I was able to see that he wasn't moving. I made my way over towards him.
I approached him and checked his vitals to make sure he was still breathing.
He still does.
So I carried him and dragged him into my van. I could have used the other van, but it's too damaged and the front of it is completely beyond repair. The one I drove first looks way better if I compare their damages.
It was my fault, but he can't really complain since there's no one else to save his ass faster than I did. If someone else could do better, then fine. I'd still crash the other van because I got involved in this crazy shit.
After placing him in my van, I turned my back and walked back to the kidnappers lying on the cold ground. I approached the one who acted superior earlier.
I swear, I've seen it with him before.
After I looked around for a while, I found what I was looking for. I pulled a box of cigarettes and a lighter out of his pocket. I took out one and put it in my mouth, looking straight at that superior thug and blowing a cloud of smoke his way.
"Thanks for the cigarettes, the lighter and for the ride." I said before I left the scene.
I say the last words a little bit unsure, realizing that I'm not best with the slang of criminal and hoodlum circles.
It's fucking cold, by the way.
Before I got into my van, I left some dangerous weapons, and I mean guns there. I just left them with the kidnapper gang there and started driving off to the clinic I planned to go to earlier to bring there the pretty fuck--I can't just keep calling him that.
Then what? Something like Snow White?
Hm... That'll do. I saved his ass like a prince charming so that makes him a fucking princess.
So here I am now, driving slowly and peacefully, but I can't help but notice the wreckage and chaos I've left behind me due to my rampage. If the police found this, I'd probably have a lot of explaining to do, which I hope won't happen. I already have a lot on my hands and now, this.
I sighed.
Fuck me. I have a feeling this is not going to be my last interaction with the kidnapper gang.
After dropping Snow White off at the nearest clinic and after giving a brief but straight explanation to the medical staff there, I head straight back to my school to take my exams.