44 Escape (1/2)
Waze's body was stiff with tension. She gulped out of nervousness. The majority of the room was still relatively bubbly, but among Waze and her teammates, there was only apprehension. The air hung heavy between them. They all stood at the wall by the doorway, waiting for it to open. Waze rolled up her sleeve and checked the time again. 10:27. Any minute now, that door would open and it was go time. They planned on slipping out behind the men once they were inside, and then bolting to the exit where they were meeting the boys. They had to be sure that no one trailed them there, though.
Waze could feel her pulse hammering throughout her body.
The door opened.
”Alright, got your dinner, girlies!” The men walked in and slammed down more cardboard boxes. Waze tiptoed out behind them, silent as a mouse. Her teammates followed behind. Once they were out, they quickly shut the door behind them and flipped the lock.
Waze heard the startled yells of the men inside and their frantic pounding on the door, but Waze had already wedged an iron pipe through the handles. The men inside weren't her problem right now, though. Waze looked around her at the men in front of her, who were looking quite angry.
”You little girls are gonna regret doing that.”
”What are you, stupid? You really think you can get away? Even if you were to get out of this building, and you aren't going to, you're in the middle of no where and wouldn't be able to get anywhere.”
”Hm, if getting out of here was our only goal we wouldn't have come here in the first place.” Waze grinned.
”W-what are you saying?” Waze scanned the angry men. There was about five of them, easy enough for Waze and her friends to take. This would be a piece of cake.
”What I'm saying is,” Waze relaxed into her fighting stance, ”you picked the wrong girls to kidnap.”
Waze slid her foot back, and then dashed forward, her fist flying towards his face. The man was startled for a moment before dodging to the side. He seemed pretty good. He whipped his arms around and pulled two glowing orange swords from the air. Waze grinned. This would be quite the fight. She ran forward, raising her foot up for a front kick. The man smirked and brought his sword towards her leg, but at the last second she spun around and swept his feet out from under him.
He hit the ground hard and groaned for a moment before scrambling back to his feet. Before he could stand up fully, Waze grabbed each of his wrists, forcing his swords away from her, and yanked him towards her. As he came towards her, Waze brought her forehead up and slammed it into his face. He tried to yank back and bring his hands to his bleeding face in surprise, but Waze held tight on his wrists and instead yanked his face back down, slamming it into her knee. Double hit. As the man stumbled back, his sword flashed toward her face.
Had Waze been an ordinary person, she would've been dead. Instead, the sword came in slow motion. It was part of her godly powers, at moments like this in a fight the world slowed down. Waze saw the sword flying toward her, and she ducked underneath it before ramming her body into the man, slamming him into the wall. She took a step back to look at him.
He was panting and bleeding heavily from his face where she had hit him twice. He seemed to be in quite a bit of pain from both slamming into the ground and the wall. Waze decided to go for the finishing hit. She slid her leg back, then spun around. Someone had once told her that one good kick to the temple could knock someone out. It was true.
When Waze's foot made contact with the man's head, he immediately dropped to the ground. He looked like he might be struggling to wake up, but he wasn't going to any time soon. Waze glanced around her to see how her friends were doing.
Everyone was done already. Byrd seemed to be excessively thanking Cassidy for helping her out, and the other two were stretching as if they hadn't done anything. They looked at the pile of men in front of them before their attention was turned to the banging from the door.