Chapter XXXII: The Legacy: The Dawn of the Fallen Angels

I remained standing in the middle of road. The incandescent lamp posts were beginning to die. In a matter of minutes, the electric lights went out. A total black out! A total blackness! Everything was hallowing. I was like an owl watching the night. My eyes could penetrate the darkness. Every movement. Every single noise!

After few minutes of total black out, I heard the noise approaching me. I saw a group of drug addicts tripping with their 1000 cc Honda motorcycles. They were stoned with cocaine most likely. Their eyes red and bulging. The motorcycles cylinder made cacophonous noises. These kiddos were between 15-18 years old. Only few years my senior.  Just by looking at them, they were spoiled brats. Born with silver splatter in their mouths. Their parents were wealthy family in Thessaly who owned trading garments and shoes. Behind them, were teenage girls wearing skimpy dresses. Their skins and breasts exposing. Their breaths smelled marijuana. Their lips were painted with red lipstick. And almost selling their souls to these spoiled brats. “Poor souls,” I whispered. 

When they saw me, they stopped driving their motorcycles. Their motorcycles shrilled and they kept on making revolutions before they stopped the engine. The cylinders spilled carbon monoxides. The air was contaminated with carbon monoxide. Once inhaled could destroy the lungs and could cause lung cancer.  These spoiled brats were juvenile delinquencies. I don't know what Kalil would do with them. If I could save their butt tonight, I could one hell of bravado. I wanted to know how Kalil could turned them into a living zombie. 

One said, “Hey miss, are you looking for fun tonight?”

I ignored them instead and  walked away. One guy grabbed my hand. “Oh you are so sexy. Big butt, nice waist…seductive pair of breasts, nice figure….” His hands begun to run over my body.  

“Stop!” I warned him. 

“Oh common, stop resisting. Just enjoy what I am doing.”

I was already furious that I wanted to shatter his brain out of his skull but I remain calm.

I smiled at him and spoke. “Well, if you can beat me in a race I’ll be yours to tonight.”

The guy eyes blinked in excitement.  “Deal,” he said.

“The guy had so much lust in his mind.” I murmured.  

“You need a motorcycle?”

“Not necessary. I just run as fast as I can. So you have to catch-up with me.”

“Run?”  he laughed. “Common you are kidding. You know I can easily catch-up with you.”

“Then you have to try.”

“This is fun.”

I noticed that his companions were also excited about the race and started to speak. “I bet on you buddy.I'll expect you win the race and for sure, you land in a bed of roses with that pretty gal.” They all giggled maliciously. 

One guy said, “You have to run fast really girl."  He had so much mockery on his voice. The girls behind them laughed and blew smoke out of their nostrils. I stared at them sharply. The girls avoided my stare. 

“Your name?”

“Abby,” I answered.

“Landon here.” He offered me a handshake which I refused. 

“Now let’s begin the race but you need to go first.”

“Me first?” A sound of shock in his voice.

“Yes, now go.”

There was a trace of confusion on his face. He asked me, "Hey gal, are you sure about this? Do you need a bike? Are you crazy?

With sternness in my voice I said, "I am not crazy. If you want to win. Start the engine."  Landon saw my eyes flaring red.  That scared him and off he drove the motorcycle as fast as he could. 

"Opps there you go." 

Alan was watching me silently in the stillness of darkness. He was beaming with a smile. "You are so cunning Abby."