Mom watched them carefully. Neither man nor woman made a move. How was it possible that she was able to find them? Mom cocked her head to the side where she knew Babe and Bomb were hidden. She had planted bracelets on each child's wrist. Those Bracelets were homing devices made of titanium. So Mom was always one step ahead. When she saw all 3 girls had separated, she knew they wouldn't unless there was a reason. Force.
Now that Mom caught the perpetrators, it was time to show them who was always one step ahead. She took a step forward. "I'll be taking Her back now."
The other woman snarled at her, thrust out her hand and yelled, "Get her!" Men clad in ninja wear, all wearing black, surrounded Mom. Mom only sighed, bored that this was the only tactic these imbeciles used. They ran and quick stepped at her. Throwing Weapons and punches. Mom dodged all her assailants, swerved and side kicked a few as they rushed by. Catching them in the stomach or ribs, blood spurting out of their mouths.
As Mom was Busy the woman ordered the driver to leave the area. Mom saw them and ran after them, unsuccessfully dodging a kick to the jaw, making her stumble back.
Bomb and Babe saw the limo squeal out of the lot. Bomb got up and ran along the beams up above, keeping them in sight. Babe ran below after the vehicle, now just angry instead of sad. Bomb skidded to a stop as the beam had to pivot to the left. She ran with the beams, still trying to keep Her sis's captors in view. Bomb and Babe heard Mom's yell as she was being outnumbered. They glanced at each other, still running and Nodded. Babe was to chase The limo while Bomb would help Mom.
Bomb skidded to a stop and rerouted herself back the way she came, closing in on a man about to leap up to kick Mom. Bomb jumped up and round kicked him in the face. he stumbled back shocked that it came from a kid. Marron sneered. Now her children had to fight?
Marron grabbed Bomb by the cuff of her shirt pulling her away, up into her arms. As the men rushed at them, Marron released her and Bomb somersaulted onto Mom's back and swung kicked an assailant from Mom's back. Bomb clung to her back and occasionally to her arm as Mom ducked and swung around as well. Bomb ran off her back and sped across the roads to other assailants carrying guns. She spotted one by the glint of it's scope sniper and Phased herself in front of him. Startled that the child had suddenly appeared just in front of him, 40 ft up, he fired recklessly.
Bomb grabbed his sniper and swung it up, smashing it down over his head. Marron stood awestruck as she watched Bomb phase herself from one corner to another, kicking in the sniper men in their faces, blood spurting from their mouths and nose. Marron's eyes widened. What?! Since when Could Bomb...?! She quickly recovered from her surprise and Ducked from a man who swung a blade at her. She ducked low, swept her leg to the side, and knocked his feet from under him, before even landing on his back she rammed her knee under his back, cracking his spine. Dumping the screaming man, she punched another in the stomach and left hooked him in the face. She kicked sideways and caught another in the throat, snapping his head back. This was in a flurry of fists and limbs.
Bacha was right to keep Marron trained. She was beginning to grin as the old days were brought back to her. Like she was 18 again, fighting alongside the M.O.M.
When all that was left were piled bodies on the dusty ground, Marron snapped her attention to Bomb. Bomb sat calmly on the ledge of a beam, kicking back her legs in glee at watching Mom go crazy on them all. Mom grinned back and wiped her thumb under her nose. A move that she had seen Bomb do when she was proud or praised about something. Marron ran to her and spread her arms to gather her up. They still had to catch up to babe and Belle on that runaway limo.
Babe sat still behind a beam. Any moment they would come around the corner. She heard the squeals from the tires as it sharply rounded a corner. Babe's eyes widened wide and she ran out of her hiding place and jumped in front of the vehicle. Gunning it, intending to kill her beyond the drivers will, the driver made no attempt to avoid the child. Babe didn't move and puffing herself up as she had seen some cartoon characters on her TV, getting strength. maybe eat spinach?
She braced herself and thrust out her arms, as if ready to catch a sailing baseball. The front bumper slammed into her hands. Not buckling her elbows, keeping them straight, legs and feet skidding on the ground, she was pushed backwards. She kept pushing forward as if she alone could stop the car. She managed to slow it down and with a jerk of her hands she sent the vehicle careening into a side walk, smashing in the front end. She leapt up before the impact and as she sailed down, pulled back her fist and slammed it into the hood. Only to bounce off.
She broke her wrist and started crying hard as she fell on the ground, clutching her left arm in pain. She tried to keep calm and her voice down by clenching her teeth. The woman got out of the car, stumbling a few steps forward. She held her bloody forehead and pointed a gun at Babe. " Not ... so Invincible ... as you thought you were huh?"
"Stupid little Freak Brat!" She was ready to pull the trigger but suddenly her body jerked and her mouth began to foam. Her limbs started to crumple up and she fell, grabbing her chest. Her head jerked up and she fell lifeless to the ground. Babe was watching it all in grossed fascination on one arm, wondering what was going on.
She looked up into the open limo door and saw Belle within the dark interior.
Babe's eyes brightened up but was taken aback by Belle's furious glare where the woman used to stand. Belle's eyes were receding a blue glow. She was clutching the seats at either side, small fingers digging into the leather. She had her teeth clenched and was seething through her teeth as if trying to calm herself down. She saw Babe and calmed down. She crawled forward on the seats and slid out of the vehicle and crawled over to Babe who had stopped crying and was now smiling cause her sister was safe.
Belle stared at her eyes then at her wrist, she reached for it slowly but then they both heard Mom and brightened up, looking over.
Mom skidded on her knees, gathering them up in her arms tightly. Bomb skidded to them too, her clothes splattered in blood. "Ewwwwwwww!" Babe wailed.
Babe lay on the bed as Bacha had attended her broken wrist and had braced it up for her. Babe was falling asleep by the heavy sedatives to let her rest. Mom walked in slowly, careful not to make too much noise. Babe caught sight of her and smiled lazily and tried to get up. Mom came over quickly, laying the child back down slowly. "Shhhh," Mom whispered in reassurance. She stroked Babe's soft temples as Babe looked up at her sleepily, hardly able to keep her blue eyes open. She grasped Mom's hand with her good hand, not wanting to let go. Mom stroked her thumb over the small hand and waited till she fell asleep. Mom couldn't help but smile in reassurance.
"Sleep my Brave little Soldier..." She cooed.
~ count them forsaken ~