The search

[now ya'll done it]

Sarr woke up to a loud noise that echoed in her ears, waking up she found out that the sound was actually music being played from numerous loudspeakers, she wasn't blindfolded and so she could make out that she was tied on a pole, she was surrounded by men and women who were drinking, receiving lap dances, gambling and throwing money at strippers who were expertly dancing on the poles.It was then that she realized that she was in a strip club tied on stage to a strip pole.

Her stage was surrounded by many people who looked at her differently, their expressions showed various emotions such as anger, amusement, curiosity, lust, astonishment. This made her very uncomfortable.

"Are you sure she's the one?" A man with dreadlocks spoke, he was looking her up and down in a disapproving way.

"Positive," she knew that voice, it was the guy from the van, turning to glare at him she found him checking her out.

"Do you know of your sins little girl?" It was the guy with dreadlocks. He must have been two years her senior. Sarr felt anger bubble into her for the first time since she woke up.

"I'm not a little girl and the only sins I know of are the ones I will commit once I get free from these pathetic knots." Sarr wasn't about to cower, she was many things but not a coward.

The guy in dreads got up wanting to hit her but was pulled back down by a guy she only noticed then, he had black curly hair with brown skin and grey eyes. His full lips opened to whisper something to Mr dreadlocks who ended up nodding and sitting back down.

"Don't be fooled by the pretty face, she's a murder machine." It was that guy from the van who spoke, earning some nods from the others agreeing with his statement. Good, they had to fear her.

"Murder machine or not, she has to learn to respect her elders, a new king rises only when the previous one dies and as you can see this old king is alive and kicking." Mr dreadlocks was glaring up at her, if looks could kill she would be killed, resurrected, then killed again.

"Donny-." It was the guy from the van who tried to respond but she interrupted him.

"That means there's only one thing left to do, kill the living old king Donny." Sarr felt the incoming hand and held it between her face and neck, stopping it from being intimate with her sensitive cheek. "I'm sorry but I already have a boyfriend." Sarr teased as Donny withdrew his hand.

"You little-." Donny started only to be interrupted.

"Enough!" His voice was unhealthily sexy. It was the guy with grey eyes. "Donny relax and you," pointing a finger towards Sarr who wanted nothing more but to bite it off. "Shut your mouth."

Sarr untied the remaining knots and with the ropes dropped and her body free she stood in a fighting stance and with a dangerous glare aimed at the people around, she spoke, each word coming out like venom. " make me!"

The gasps and surprised glances made her even more confident, they had underestimated her. Good.

"With pleasure." Before grey eyes climbed the stage, there was a shout from the stripper at her right and gun shots followed. As the others dropped to the ground, she stayed in her fighting stance before being pulled down by someone who then covered her body with his.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" The guy from the van looked at her with disapproval.

"I'm not afraid of a silly gun fight, unlike you elders we don't cower to the floor when we hear guns ring, we get up and face the bullets head on." Their faces were too close and Sarr didn't like it one bit.

"You may think you're a superhero but you have to remember that you're still human." Sarr was about to answer when a gunshot was heard and it hit Mr van on both his shoulders making him drop to the side. Only one person had the precision to shoot that accurately.

"Not cheating on me with the enemy are you Sarr?" The handsome face of Sunn stood above her as he held out his hand to her which she took happily embracing the warmth that it gave her.

"Not in a million years."

"I missed you."

"I know."

"So this is the boyfriend?" It was Donny.

"Aw did I hurt your feelings little boy?" This earned her a glare from Donny.

"Boyfriend?" Sunn asked cockily with a smirk

"In your dreams lover boy." Sarr replied

"There's nowhere for you to run." Donny said with a smirk.

"Who said we're running?, you should know Donny that we don't back away from a fight, we aren't like our elders." Sarr felt weird not having Charlie at her side, Mr van noticed.

"Missing your little baby Sarr," he was on the ground bleeding.

"You should have known better than to Anger a mother." Sarr lunged at Donny but ended up hitting a chair, he had moved out of the way. Sarr threw a punch and hit him across the jaw, drawing blood. Donny's leg met her stomach and the pain only encouraged her attack. She threw a kick to his throat and Donny held her foot and pushed her back causing her to land on a stage with a strip pole.

"Wanna dance." Donny approached in response and climbing the pole Sarr did a butterfly that brought her knee on his privates causing him to take steps back and fall from the stage. Sarr landed with a splint.

"Show's over." It was Mr grey eyes, he held the device that Mr van must have used, she recognized the shocking smell.

"Coward." She said as she lunged for him but ended up falling to the ground gasping for air, her lungs burning wanting to breathe in while her brain didn't want to. With tears in her eyes, she clawed at her throat. Donny was above her wearing a mask that prevented the intoxicating smoke from entering, she didn't see them wear them.

"Goodnight little girl."