A Kidnapped Kittygirl (Robert)

[Myst]

Earlier:

Myst woke up late. She had spent all night doing home work. She yawned and streatched a little. Her pale lavender eyes opening to look around her room. No sign of Robert. Oh well. That meant her morning would be pleasent with out his frowning face. She stood up and walked into the kitchen for something to drink. A note taped to the fridge in Robert's hand writing caught her eye. She reached out and took it off the door.

Blue,
Went out to get more sushi. Left over some sushi in the fridge for lunch, pig out water cat.
-Robert-

Myst snorted and crumpled the letter then tossed it into the trash bin.

"Blue and now Water cat... stupid pyro thing. What did he mean by pig out!? If he is saying I am fat I am going to shred him like a scratching post!"

She opened up the fridge and retrieved her lunch. Looking down at the plate of sushi she realised Robert had left her favorite ones. The ones with Salmon in the middle. She calmed down a little. She popped a few pieces of the sushi into her mouth and chewed happily. Then she grabbed a remote and turned on the radio. She was just about to go take a shower when the door was kicked in. Myst turned around, Her mouth full of sushi and her eyes wide. She swallowed the sushi and went to scream at them for barging into her room, but a hand shot out and struck her accross the face knocking her to the floor with more force then Myst ever felt on her person. As she fell her head hit the table and the water cat girl was knocked out.

Now:

Myst groaned in pain. Her head hurt terribly and her eyes didn't seem to want to open. She felt something around her face, covering her mouth. She moved a little only to realise her hands and feet had been bound together. She growled and heard a laugh, but to determine where she was... It was hard for the laugh echoed around. Myst opened her eyes and looked around. Large boxes every where. Big fans in the walls. Dim light... A man lurking in the shadows watched her. He laughed a little more.

"Dear, Don't struggle so much... How am I to get the money from your parents if you are hurt. They won't pay me for that."

Myst couldn't make him out. She wondered why it was so dark in here. The man began to pace. Myst knew because she followed his foot steps with her ears.

"About your little flamer roomate... He should be getting the note soon. I think it was him that they left in charge to take care of you wasn't it? He doesn't do a very good job does he?"

Myst squirmed around a little her tail slipping its way out of the ropes. She narrowed her eyes focusing on getting her self free. Her eyes and ears continued watching and listening. The man knew exactly what she was doing.

"No no no... We can't have you getting free dear."

The sound of something flying through the air touched Myst's ears just before something struck her in the neck knocking her out once again.

[Robert Gray]

"Oh...they did NOT pull this shit!"

Bob slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a hole, and his hand was wreathed in flame. He nearly set the wall on fire.

He. Was. PISSED.

Hey, Pyro fuckbag!

Or is it "Napalm"? Who gives a shit. You couldn't protect her, ya little fuckbag. We're getting money from her parents, after all. They'll save her. Og course...we'll have some FUN with her, first. In fact, maybe we aint even gonna give her back? Maybe YOU'RE her only chance? Right, whatever. You can't save her. She's going to die. We're not giving her back, even IF we get the money.

Your friend,

The Librali

"That fuckbag........THAT FUCKING ASSBAG PIECE OF SHIT! She never hurt anyone....why the hell would they do this to her?!"

He took his phone out of his jacket, and called Phsyce, his brother's wife. He told her about the note, and she was there within minutes.

She was a Seer, and a powerfull telepath, and gave him an exact warehouse number. The kidnappers had taken her to Warehouse number 101, in London, Europe. He took off, crashing through the window. He would have Phsyce teleport him back when he needed to get back the the academy.

Within minutes, he landed at the doors to the warehouse.

CRASH!

He kicked down the doors, and whipped out both his guns, firing two bullets immediately, nailing two goons in the head. He saw two men setting up a camera in front of an unconcious Myst. They removed a dart from her neck, and she groaned a bit. Apparenly waking up, as he screamed.

"ALRIGHT, FUCKBAGS! LET HER GO!"

He fired off a shot, breaking the camera to little, itty bitty peices as a bullet pierced the head of the man holding it.

[Myst]

The sedative wasn't wearing off all the way. She couldn't move, nor open her eyes but her ears seemed to be working just fine. She felt some one pluck something from the side of her neck and she groaned.

"ALRIGHT, FUCKBAGS! LET HER GO!"

Myst was trying to get her body to be more responcive. It wasn't working as well as she had hoped. She frowned to her self. Damnit bobby, you twit. She knew that was no way to think of some one saving you, but it still came to her mind. Myst didn't fully hate Robert for his noisy enterance though. He provided enough of a distraction to let her squirm out of the ropes a little more. Though her body was slow to moving at the moment, she was trying to get free with out bringing too much attention to her movements. Behind her, her tail swished around, trying to worm its way in and out of ropes to losen them from around her wrists. Just keep them busy enough for me to get out of these ropes bobby.

Myst was wishing he would. Though the rate her body was being responcive, it wouldn't be any time soon. Probably by the time she got free, bobby would have already shot the leader.

[Robert Gray]

Seven men rushed tward him....three of them in a line. Those three died first.

Contrary to what is eyes told him, he nose told him these weren't human, and as they hit the ground, he saw they weren't. They were Trow. Trow were small, weak troll-like creatures that used magic to decieve people. Shapeshifting, mostly. But the damn things stank to high heaven.

The other four "Men" were silence with a flurry of punches and kicks.

"Heh...that all? COME ON!"

He had to distract them. He was trained for this kind of situation, and he could see her coming to, and trying to escape. He had mild telepathic ability, and tried to send her a message.

Hold on, Blue...I'll keep them busy.

About thirty Trow rushed him, and he silenced them with a ten-second burst of fire.

"This is all? Who the hell organized this, Buckabaird?"

As a matter of fact...no......Napalm. Analasys complete....you cannot win.

"Fuck...The N4T3?"

The girl will die, and I will recieve the funding to become the ultimate weapon. You will die.

A large, yellow...thing..stood before him. It had a giant, round body, with a single eye in the center. It was composed of a yellow, flame resistant goo.

Besides, I prefer to be called Nate.

"So......let's go!"

With both his guns pointed at the thing's single eye, it was a standoff.

At least until Myst got away.

[Myst]

Myst finally wormed her self out of the ropes. She was fully awake now and mad as anything. She growled. Her eyes found their way to Robert who was aiming his guns. Myst narrowed her eyes. Her tail flicking around behind her. She wasn't mad at Robert, no she was very happy he came. She thought for sure he wouldn't. What she was mad at was the pile of yellow goop in between her and Robert. That thing had her tied up, shot in the neck with a dart, and smacked. She growled a little bit more. The worst thing though was that it underestimated what she was. Every one was always doing that because she was a rich girl. She hated it. Like hell she was going to let Robert have all the fun. These things attacked HER. Myst's eyes showed a hint of mischief.

She had recieved Roberts telepathic message about him keeping the things busy and he had done just that. She would thank him later when the time called for it. Her tail flicked around showing her anger easily.

"You didn't even let me tell you that I was the one you had to worry about!"

Myst shouted at the yellow goopy blob. A pool of water at her feet quickly turned into a wave. Myst stood ontop of the wave as if surfing. Quickly the wave washed over the yellow goop and Myst fell to the floor beside a now soaking wet Robert. She landed on her butt and whimpered slightly before looking up at him. A little wave of her hand and she smiled at him innocently. She quickly jumped up, her tail wrapped around his left wrist and she began trying to pull him out of the warehouse.

[Robert Gray]

Bob was soaking wet.

Blue was smiling innocently at him, and Nate was dead. Nate was dead.....Bob kneeled down, as he felt the fuzzy, damp tail wrap around his wrist, and crushed the last remaining bit of Nate with his thumb. The control jewel was dead.

N4T3 would never come back.

He allowed Blue to pull him out of the warehouse by his wrist, and then pulled out a, thankfully, waterproof phone.

"Just a sec...let me call my brother's wife...."

He called her, and she showed up in a flash of blinding light. Then, before Bob had a chance to complain, the three of them were standing in the dorm.

"Wait a .......she's gone....what the hell?"

She had winked, and teleported away, leaving the damp catgirl next to the sopping wet fire elemental.

"So....ummm...I'm really...glad you're safe.."

[Myst]

"Well... That was fun. Lets not tell mom and dad about this one."

Myst said with a giggle and smiled at Bob. She reached out and the water that was on him started to pull away to her hands. She held an orb of water and he was dry. She smirks and tosses it down the hall accidently hitting some one. Myst eeped and darted into the room. Her head still hurt.

"Hmmm I wonder if I still have my sushi... OMG THEY ATE MY LAST PIECE OF SUSHI!!! I should have tortured them slowly..."

She said growling, her tail flicking around angrily. She blinked got an idea. Myst turned back to the door and ran out and jumped onto Robert's back wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

"Thanks for helping bobby."

She said with a purr. Her head nuzzling against his neck. She giggled and let go. Myst dropped to the floor and headed back into the room.

[Robert Gray]

He laughed as some idiot got hit with the water that had soaked him.

Then......

Bob froze for a minute, as she nuzzled against his neck.

"Uhh...no problem......"

His voice was strained a bit, and he was shaken. He had never been appreciated for anything. Praised for anything, or even THANKED for anything. It was....nice.

Although none of that compared to a cute catgirl nuzzling your neck. Especially when you were being glomped and nuzzled by a girl you had a bit of a raging crush on. She dropped down, and ran into the room, leaving him a bit confused.

Easy, Bob....she doesn't really like you as a friend, or as anything. Nobody does. She's just happy to be free. She'll go back to hating you tomorrow morning......all you can do now is keep her safe until she makes friends, and gets a boyfriend.

He knew this was true, in his mind, at least.

He let out an almost imperceptable sigh, as he took off his shades, and walked into the room.

[Myst]

"Bobby, Did you remember the sushi?"

Myst asked as she scratched her right ear. Her tongue stuck out a little and she closed on eye. Her tail twitched behind her. She sighed softly and stretched, her tail popped, her arms popped and she purred gently. Her pale lavender eyes turned to Robert and she smiled. Her head still hurt. She groaned and petted it.

"Iitai... I should take some pills or something..."

Myst groaned softly and headed for the bathroom. She opened the medicine box and pulled out some Tylenol. She took two pills out of the bottle and put the bottle back, then headed for the kitchen again.

"bobby... get me a glass of water I have a killer headach."

She said softly rubbing her head as she walked into the kitchen. Even if he didn't that was okay. He did help her earlier.

[Robert Gray]

"Yeah...in the fridge. The salmon things you like."

He laughed inwardly, he had forgotten to get himself anything. He took a galss out, and filled it with water, plopping in a teabag, then superheating the glass in his hand.

"Here, have some tea. It should help your head. That dart was made ot bring down someone twice your size....it's amazing it diddnt last longer....."

Of course, it was also made to bring down Fire Elementals. Bob had seen the dart before. Nate had made a whole slew of them while Bob was on the run, and they had actually hit him in the left ass cheek with one. Hurt like hell, but it was designed to hurt him, not her.

It would barely affect her, though.

He looked at the clock.

8:45 A.M.

"Sheesh....it's still early."

[Myst]

"Twice my size huh? Well to be honest if you hadn't erupted in like some valcano on steroids I probably wouldn't have snapped out of it. Thanks."

Myst took the tea and popped the pills into her mouth and swallowed them down with the tea chasing them. She twitched her eye a little having forgotten that the tea was hot. She looked over at him and smiled a little. There was a knock on the door as she set the tea on the table and began pulling out the sushi bob had gotten for her. She smirked a little. Myst ran for the door and she pulled a 2 boxes into the room. One had a picture of a grill on it and the other was full of fish.

"Well... We needed a bigger place to cook the fish and I am not good at Grilling. You are though right?"

Even if he wasn't Myst didn't care. She had ordered it the other day and was happy it arrived so fast. She yawned. She had a rough day. With out another word she put the box of fish into the fridge and put her sushi back in as well. Myst walked over to her bed and fell head first into the pillows. Her eyes closing as she went to sleep.

[Robert Gray]

Well, Bob smiled a bit as he saw the grill. He loved to grill, and was good at it.

But, he diddn't have a chance to say anything, as she was already asleep.

"Well.....that's that, I guess. I'll be grilling fish for a while."

Meh...she probably already has a boyfriend. Stop thinking about how freaking adorable she is....

He let out a sigh, and lay down in his pile of plush, drifting off into an uneasy sleep.

He dreamed is usual nightmare, and wished he had a way to ease the pain, as he watched his sister die again and again.

Ah, well. Tomorrow would be another day.