Entry Nine: Where The Dragons Are

I forgot how important sleep was. I was so tired that I ended up oversleeping. That’s not what I want to write about though. What I wanted to report was that I found the Inferno Dragons. I even spotted the new leader.

It started with an exploding car.

It was late at night as I ran across the rooftops. My hand tightly clutched the side of a fire escape railing as I noticed odd activity happening below me. A male and a female were arguing with each other. The argument itself wasn’t the oddity; it was the fact that they were wearing identical jackets and a suspicious bottle was in the male’s hand. I decided to quietly lower myself down from the fire escape and listen. I remained in the shadows as the bickering continued.

“Boss didn’t give us orders to burn anything!” exclaimed the woman.

“Fuck what she says! I wanna burn somethin’!” the man growled impatiently.

This boss needed better thugs. My head tilted to glance at the emblems on the jacket. The guy turned just enough for me to see the symbol. Bingo. They were both Dragons. I couldn’t beat them up yet though. I still needed more information. I continued listening.

“Ya going to fuck shit up if you do this, Frank!”

“I want some motherfuckers to burn!”

They continued bickering on whenever or not they should act. Finally the guy was frustrated enough to toss the bottle. It then hit me; that bottle had a handkerchief in it. That was….

Oh shit.

The molotov cocktail set the car it collided with aflame. Fire surrounded the old hunk of junk. The female freaked out as the male laughed maniacally. The male received a slap to the face.

“YOU FUCKING IDIOT! We gotta run now!”

The duo dashed down away. That was my cue to follow them. I climbed back up to the rooftops and chased them down. This time I was chasing them stealthily. It was time for me to locate their base.

Ironically enough, they went to a basketball court that was almost right next to Haven High. There was an old shed in the back that no one hung out in. It was technically closed down after the Haven High incident, but following the law wasn’t something gangs agreed with. Once they got past the tape, I dropped down to the ground and tiptoed to the broken fence. I stayed there and glanced through the caution tape. I saw the two members and several others. They were gathered around one person sitting on top of a pile of junk. The pile was like a trashy throne. The person was a female with striking red hair. Half of her hair reached about two inches past the jaw while the other half was shaved close to her head.  The long half partially covered her face so that I could only see one eye. The other one hid behind the hair. Her green eyes had a ferocity to them. Something told me that she didn’t take kindly to failure.

Then I watched as some unlucky guy was lit on fire.

“You fucked up.” was all she uttered as the guy screamed in agonizing pain.

What bullshit cruelty. I almost stepped in there, but then I realized that there were well over twenty Inferno Dragons hanging out in that one spot. No way in hell could I fight them yet. I frowned realizing this as my heart pounded. It hurt to see that guy suffer. That was when I heard the sound of two more Dragons showing up. Forced to retreat, I ran off into the night. I needed better preparation. I thought I was safe once I reached the top of the school roof.

Well, I found another parkour artist. One that was from the Inferno Dragons. Whoops.

“Hey, who the fu–“

I jumped on him and beat him down with the bat before he could say anything else. I rushed away but tripped over loose scrap metal that fell off the edge and landed on one of the dumpsters. I could hear a mild commotion as I stood up. My rickety bat cracked when I landed on it. One glance made me notice how the wood was splitting in half. Cursing to myself, I got out quickly and ran home before anyone else could find me.

If I want to fight the Inferno Dragons, I’m going to need:

  • A new bat
  • A disguise
  • Some sunscreen

I can’t fight the entire gang at once, so I’m going to have to take down the leader and hope the followers falter. I could probably get her arrested or something. That should work as a plan, right?

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Entry Eight: Dates? Seriously?

To tell you the truth, I would’ve much preferred to go looking for the Inferno Dragons, but nooo, I had to go on a date with someone whom I have no romantic interest in.

That someone was Luke. A rich guy from Uptown Haven that plays football but still manages to be kind of a fruity gentleman. He’s not at all stupid and actually writes some pretty decent short stories and poems. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but he’s not an asshole about it. He also happens to be a male that puts females first.

So why do I not want to date him? Because he’s fucking annoying. No, seriously, he really is. First off, he can’t shut up, and thanks to the way he is, you can’t talk over him or tune him out. Second off, he takes chivalry too far and goes into the white knight zone. Do you know how many times I have had to express to him that I could take care of myself? It’s even worse if I have some injuries on my body like those two black eyes I had when I beat up those three thugs. He feels the need to coddle me through everything like I’m some helpless damsel.

Third off, truth be told, I just don’t like him. He rubs me the wrong way, and I wish that he would understand that. I tried being blunt with him before. To be honest, I think he listens and is well aware but feels that if he keeps trying and pushing my buttons that he’ll get me falling into his arms.

Not goinna happen, Prince Charming.

For the date, I somehow pulled my unruly hair into a (somewhat) tamed bun. I wore a black halter top with some nice black jeans. My shoes were black gladiator-style sandals. I wondered if I should have worn a mini skirt to mess with the Uptown folks, but I remembered my discomfort in skirts and decided against it. I expected to meet up with Luke at the border. My apartment wasn’t too far away from it. Derek was babysitting Shortstop for me and brought his little sister as well. I exited my room in my chosen attire. Derek glanced over and lightly nodded as Pipsqueak snickered.

“Trixie, Trixie, why you so dit–“

“Shut it, Josh.” He was not about to recite that song to me.

“Try to have fun, Sis. I’ll keep Josh in check.” stated Derek. I noticed his face struggled with keeping the friendly smile. He probably wanted to smirk a bit. He knew full well I had no interest in Luke, and that I had no interest in dates in general.

“You look pretty Trix!” exclaimed Derek’s sister cheerfully.

“Thanks Daisy. Well, see ya.”

“Good luck!” the three of them responded simultaneously.

I left the apartment and locked the door behind me. As I glanced at my apartment number, my ears picked up a conversation happening downstairs. The two voices were familiar to me. Further listening made my eyes narrow. It was Mr. Dubfire talking to none other than Luke.

“Ah, so you’re dating Trixie! I remember her from the meeting we had over getting her the apartment. She’s so sweet and mature.” noted Mr. Dubfire.

“Yeah, but she can be quite the tough cookie!” added Luke.

“Ohohoho!”

I interrupted the conversation with my presence. Immediately Luke turned and bowed before gently grasping my hand.

“I told you to meet me at the border.” I grumbled lightly.

“And let a sweet young lady walk by herself through the dangerous part of town in an attention-grabbing outfit? I don’t think so!”

“I walk through here every day!”

“You really need to let me drive you around.”

I pouted a bit as my face frowned at the idea of letting him drive me everywhere. That was when the realization hit me.

“YOU LEFT YOUR CAR PARKED OUTSIDE?!”

“Well no duh, where else am I supposed to park?”

He was lucky this was the better part of Downtown. Even so, I hurried outside to make sure his car wasn’t stolen. I pulled him along with me as Mr. Dubfire waved goodbye.

“Have fun, you little rascals!”

I could hear the old man chuckle as he went back into his room. Luckily Luke’s car was still outside. People would kill for a state-of-the-art hover car like his. I would’ve hated to be the cause of why it was stolen. His parents would’ve been displeased. As soon as I stopped walking, he led me to the passenger side of the car. He opened the door like a gentleman and helped me into the car.

“Well aren’t you Prince Charming?” I playfully snarked as a smirk spread across my face.

Luke simply sighed and shook his head. “Lovely as always, Trixie.”

“Now what did I say about calling me that?”

“But your name is so adorable!”

Did I forget to mention the fact he loves calling me Trixie?

“I don’t like being called that.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t, that’s why.”

He drove the two of us into Uptown. Uptown is a stark contrast from Downtown. The grime and dirt of Downtown never seems to reach Uptown. Everything is clean and orderly; crimes never happen here. Plus everyone here is rich and drives hover cars. If somebody has a car in Downtown, it’s more than likely one of those older models that have wheels. No poor person can afford a hover car.

Things were fine when we were in the car, but once we left the vehicle, people kept staring at me. It was easy for rich people to tell who was rich and who wasn’t. My clothes were nice, but they weren’t expensive. I was lucky to have them in mint condition. I hated going to Uptown; I felt like an outcast every time I walked through there. Those stares irritated me. At least people don’t stare at me at St. Maria anymore. By now, everyone knows about Trixie Ravenna, the smart and lucky poor kid.

Luke took me out to dinner. Nothing notable happened there besides me getting a glance at the popular girl trio while we were entering the restaurant. I was glad that none of them noticed Luke or I. I can’t stand Lucielle. She’s the Alpha Bitch. Jennifer, or at least the way she behaves, is kind of boring with the way she copycats people. Ophelia on the other hand is a very sweet girl. I’m not sure why such a spoiled sweet girl like Ophelia spends time with Lucielle. That was a mystery for later though. I don’t remember the conversation we had, but I remember it being kind of bland.

I was dropped off in front of the apartment building. It took a fierce argument to keep him from escorting me to my place, and even then it was a compromise. He wanted to kiss me, but I jumped out of the vehicle before he could. I didn’t have time for romances.

“Have a good night Trixie!”

“See ya.”

I hung out with Derek at my apartment. When he and Daisy left, I watched some cartoons with Josh then sent him to bed. It was a late night for roaming…

…but when did I ever care?

Entry Seven: Royal Pains

Goddamnit, why did I forget about the Blood Princes?

Those bastards were still pissed at me for wrecking two of their gang members, so yesterday I found myself in a bad situation. I had to fight about ten guys at once, and every single one of them was much buffer than I. Oh, and I also found physical evidence and managed to rumble with one of the Inferno Dragons.

I’ll start with the Inferno Dragons first.

I decided to head back to the apartment building where I saved that family. Of course, the location was still under investigation, so I had to be careful. The police would get pissed if they saw me entering the restricted parts of the building. Normally the investigation wouldn’t take so long, but this was becoming a trend. Crimes happen all the time in Downtown Haven, but never like this. Crimes do not fall into patterns naturally. Having the exact same type of incident occur multiple times in a short time span is something to worry about. It means someone is formulating a plan.

Despite my discontent with this city, I don’t like the sound of someone burning it to the ground.

I was about two blocks away from the original building. My eyes glanced at the ground level as I watched the police cars drive away. For a second I thought they were on break, but that was when the scent hit my nose. It was that burning smell again. Within no time I bolted in the same direction as the cars. Sure enough, there was another fire. This one blazed wildly out of control. It not only engulfed the apartment building it started from, but it was dangerously close to lighting the nearby buildings on fire as well. The fire department was already there. People were escorted out the area by firefighters. Water blasted out of the hoses. I could see the gushes of liquid fight the growing inferno. (Wait, that line sounds extremely pornographic….it sounded better in my head.) Since the people were safe, I decided to investigate instead. I leaped through a window only to realize too late that it was closed. My sneakers broke the window as the glass shattered. It made a mess, but I suffered no injuries except for a few cuts.

One of my observations was the fire was crazier this time. The other fires seemed more controlled than this one. My second observation was how sloppily the job was done. Two minutes of observation resulted in me finding a bunch of flammable materials scattered around the place. I would’ve dismissed it as coincidence if it wasn’t for the fact some of it was gasoline. Who the fuck would keep gasoline in apartment hallways? Also, no matter how clumsy someone is, no one manages to spill shampoo the entire length of several halls. I was starting to think this was a pretty shitty attempt at copycatting the previous fires. At least until I noticed someone leaped out the window I just broke while wearing the Inferno Dragons jacket. Like hell if I was letting this one escape.

I dived out the window and was greeted with a blast of water. It knocked me off the building and sent me spiraling into the dumpster. My clothes were soaked, and the makeup on my face partially melted away. Irritated and wet, I leaped out the dumpster just as the figure turned a corner. I sprinted after him. From behind me I heard shouts from the cops. I refused to stay behind and get arrested. I was NOT taking the punishment for this. It was one thing to let my parents beat me for something my little brother did; it was another to let myself get arrested for a complete stranger. Not to mention this stranger was malicious in intent. The figure noticed me and picked up speed. In turn I also sped up. It was a wild chase through the streets of Haven. My teeth gritted with frustration as I got close to him. At this point, I could see his physical features. It was a brunette young male with an average frame.

I yelled at him while my hand reached out to grab his collar. “Motherfucker, if you don’t tell m–“

Suddenly I was choking with a muscular man’s arms wrapped around my neck. The man dragged me into a dark alleyway. I struggled to no avail. I didn’t know who it was and assumed it was more Dragons. However, once the other guys appeared, I noticed the colors were different. It only took me a second afterwards to realize I was in the vicinity of several Blood Prince members. The man hurled my body against the brick wall. I cringed in pain from the impact. I sat against the wall as I tried to regain my composure. The back of my head collided with the brick, so my vision was blurry for a bit. I could see waves of hoodies closing in on me.

“You dun fucked up, bitch!”

“Messin’ wit’ our boys, are ya?”

“We’ll beat your face in!”

I completely forgot about that incident. More crap happened since then. At this point, I had just about enough. The suspect scampered away as I remained in the company of a bunch of gangsters that wanted my blood. Brilliant. I glared at all of them as I unsteadily stood up. My hand pulled the bat off my back.

“K, so which one of your royal asses do I beat first?”

My answer was ten doofuses charging at me at once.

Several minutes later, they were all out cold. My bat was caked in blood and splintered. I walked away with several bruises whistling a random tune. I tend to whistle when I’m annoyed. In this case, I was rather annoyed and took out my frustrations on a bunch of thugs. They chose a bad time to jump me.

But now I have to find those Infernal Dragons.

Entry Six: A Smoky Trail

Thanks to my best friend, I had a potential culprit for the fire: The Inferno Dragons.

I decided to meet up with Derek yesterday. Derek and I are close friends; he’s like an older brother to me. We knew each other since elementary school. I helped him get out of his ” girls are icky” stage by playing sports with him. Since then, we’ve talked and made it a habit to hang out with one another at least twice a week. It was a little harder for us to meet up when I kept going to Saint Maria’s, but we still managed. I arrived at the basketball court via my usual method of travel, and he waited for me on the ground. I saw the friendly grin on his face as he glanced at me. Me being on the rooftop was no surprise to him.

“How’s my Trix doin’?” he cheerfully asked. I hopped down in front of him and hugged my arms around him. His right hand playfully ruffled my thick, messy black hair. After a short duration of time, we separated from the hug but still stood closely to each other.

“So you did get dreads!” I noted as my eyes focused on his hair. In my opinion, that hairstyle suits his complexion; he’s dark brown with beautiful brown eyes. They’re warm unlike my generally cold black holes. Obviously he’s African American, so no, we aren’t related by blood, but we might as well should be with how close we are. Besides being a laidback guy, he’s also a good source of information. He has a lot of connections and often receives news quick. Actually, his connections helped me acquire my new home.

“Yeah, I decided to just go through with it. Like ’em?”

“Pretty cool. Now you just need to be able to play sick beats!”

That comment got him chuckling. To be honest, I’m more of a rock fan though. Alternative’s pretty cool to me. I can also get into Metal. Screamo is a completely different story.

“You and Josh liking the new place?”

“Yeah. Josh is much happier now.”

“I’m glad. He needed to get away from those abusive bastards. I’m sorry you’ve been under their ‘care’ for so long.”

“Hey, don’t worry ’bout it, it’s fine.”

“You had me worried sick with those bruises. Very rarely have I ever heard of someone getting two black eyes from the exact same incident.”

“Ha ha….” I started to feel uncomfortable, so I changed the subject. “So I’ve been hearing ’bout these fires. You know anything?”

“I’ve heard a lot actually. You won’t believe who’s back.”

Derek suddenly straighten his posture before leaning in close to me. This had to be pretty freaking important.

“Trix, those Inferno Dragons are back.”

“What?” My eyes widen as I flatly responded. Those bastards were the ones responsible for the Haven High incident. Thanks to their many cases of arson, they were often called “The Infernal Dragons” since they were a menace to society. Many of them were arrested after Haven High burned down. Now they were back for revenge.

“Derek, they haven’t been near Uptown, have they?”

“Thankfully no. They been lighting up buildings deep in Downtown. People say that those two fires on the news were ’cause of them.”

That was a helpful bit of information, but I needed evidence. However, I couldn’t let Derek in on my secret. I was already putting Josh in danger by him knowing; I didn’t need to put Derek in danger too. Plus knowing him, he would worry to all hell and back if he found out I was fighting crime all by myself. So I simply nodded and decided to proceed on to lighter topics.

“Wanna go to the usual place?” I questioned. His posture went from secretive to relaxed.

“Yeah, need me to pay for your ice cream?”

“Nah, I got it.”

“Oh! Speaking of money…”

A frown grew on my face. He had that tone in his voice. It was a tone he had whenever he had to tell me something he knew I wouldn’t like. I tried making a guess.

“Is it about the apartment? Because you know, that’s all good and paid for.”

“It’s not so much about you paying for it than it is about the person who helped me find it…”

Oh hell no. He was not….

“…Please tell me you didn’t…”

“Yeeaaaahhh……you owe a certain someone a date.”

“Quit leaving me in fucking suspense and just say it.”

“Luke.”

“SON OF A BITCH!”

Welp, this weekend is going to suck. As for the evidence, well, I’ll take care of that later. We left for ice cream afterwards, and even though I could pay for my own scoop, he paid for both of us anyway. I had a feeling it was his way of apologizing to me.

Entry Five: Into The Flames

It was through the fire and flames that I saved a bunch of people’s lives.

Now don’t get me wrong; I wasn’t looking to jump into any fires today. That’s just downright silly. You don’t do that kind of thing. I just so happened to stumble upon some trouble. That kind of stuff happens when you become a hero, but goddamn I didn’t expect to be that close to getting fried my first day on the job.

Well, it sort of beats delivering pizza.

I scampered across the rooftops searching for trouble. It wasn’t that hard to find it either; there’s always crimes going on in Downtown Haven. I was prepared for anything. This was no longer me just being a frustrated bystander; this was me being a hero. The panda hood was already over my head, and my face was covered in black and white face paint. I now truly had “panda eyes” thanks to the heavy amount of black paint around my eyes. I guess having black eyes sort of helps too. I debated painting my hands white, but I figured that I was already so pale that it wasn’t necessary. My weapon of choice was my trusty wooden bat. I noticed that there were slight traces of blood on it. I sure wouldn’t be able to use this for softball practice anymore.

Within a few minutes of me parkouring around town, my nose picked up an odd smell. I’m not saying that it usually smells good here, but this was different. It was the smell of burning ash. Something was burning, and it wasn’t just a small fire either. With how heavy the smell was, it had to be an inferno. Stopping at the edge of the building, I turned and followed the scent to its direction.

It didn’t take me long to see the burning apartment just a few buildings away from me.

Figuring that helping out the residents of the apartment was more important than trying to find a bunch of crooks to beat up, I dashed in the direction of the fire. Switching from building to building, I reached my destination with ease. However, I couldn’t go in through the roof. The roof was falling apart, and the next door building wasn’t close enough for me to hop back and forth from wall to wall. It was possible, but with the amount of momentum and speed I would lose trying, it wouldn’t be worth it. Frowning, I then decided to take a leap of faith through a broken window. I left the bat behind as I did this.

Diving in headfirst, I rolled my away across the floor. It was natural for me to morph into a human beach ball and then switch back to standing. I’m just flexible like that. I’d do gymnastics if it wasn’t for all that judging bullshit. Miraculously I avoided becoming a human campfire. Covering the lower part of my face with my arm, I crouched over as I searched for people trapped inside the building. I spotted a family trying to escape. It was a beautifully tanned woman with her three children. Two of them were just old enough to walk; the third was a baby she carried in her arms protectively. The mother seemed rightfully concerned as she tried getting her entire family out of there. Somehow I doubt there was a father. I wondered if he was a scumbag like my dad and decided to abandon this poor woman. Some men are jerks.

I tried speaking up, but the smoke caused me to go into a coughing fit. Hearing the woman’s frantic words, I noticed that she had an accent and was speaking in a language other than English. Sounded like Spanish actually. I didn’t know a word of Spanish, plus I kept coughing so I decided not to say anything. Instead I lightly grabbed the woman’s free arm so that she would spin around to face me. When she noticed, I gestured towards the nearby fire escape across the way. I escorted the family to the fire escape. The older children got out first, leaving the mother and I at the fire escape. When the mother began to climb down the fire escape, that was when an unexpected situation occurred. The rusted metal fire escape began to collapse. My eyes widen in horror as the woman stumbled with her baby in her arms. If they fell from this height, the cement would kill either one or both of them. Even then, that didn’t include the falling metal. Knowing that I had to act quickly, I scurried into one of the apartment rooms and noticed a mostly untouched white bed sheet sitting around. I grabbed the sheet and then tossed in down to the two kids.

“Spread it out!” I yelled as my hands mimicked the motion. The boy and girl glanced at each other blankly for a moment before seeing the sheet falling towards them. They each grabbed a different side of the sheet and spread it out. Now the mother had a safe place to land. However, I noticed her reluctance as she stared worriedly at the baby in her arms. Understanding her concern, I lightly attempted to take the baby away from her. She nearly shoved me away, but I made her glance straight into my black eyes.

“Trust me.”

Well aware of the situation’s urgency, the mother then willingly handed me her baby as she leaped and landed safely on the sheet. Now it was time to get the little guy out of here. The baby wailed and cried as he left his mother’s arms. With an annoyed sigh, I went into the building one more time to find something to secure the baby in. I figured out that by tying a bunch of blankets around my body and the kid, I could secure him against my chest. I then grabbed a fishing hook and some rope. I tied the rope around the fishing line end of the hook. Now I had something I could use to hook myself to the building. As I was about to leave, I noticed a suspicious figure scrambling his or her way out of here. My eyebrow raised a bit, but there was nothing I could do. I had to focus on getting Junior out of here first; any investigation would have to wait.

I carefully climbed down the remains of the fire escape. I never had to do this kind of thing with a baby around my chest before. That was certainly new. When I felt like I was about to fall, I hooked the line into a small gap on the building and then slid down the rest of the way. I successfully saved the child and gave him back to his mother. I could see her relieved expression as she cuddled the baby lovingly in her arms. Being in his mom’s arms once more made him hush too. Good, that crying was freaking irritating. Before I could stand around for a thank you, I noticed all the fire trucks and a news van in the area. Deciding it was time for me to bolt, I dashed away. I completely forgot about the bat at the time, but I went back for it later. One question lingered in my mind: who was that person I saw leave the building?