Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 11, 2012 21:54:54 GMT -5
Amelia growled, her eyes hardened and narrowed, "I'll kill them." Dark bags hung under her eyes and she was skinnier then the commissioner remembered. He shook his head as she turned, grabbing her arm, "Amelia don't." Amelia wrenched her hand from him and gave him a hardened look. She left the room, her hair swinging out behind her. She ran out into the streets and turned running down the sidewalks, anger in her eyes. She rounded into an alley, the alley where she'd met Sully. She stood and surveyed her surroundings. "There she is!" shouted a voice and she ran. She glanced behind her and when she turned back forwards she saw a streak, felt her skull exploding and then nothing, just empty darkness. And when she didn't return after an hour Gordon called the only person he knew who could help. John Blake. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 11, 2012 22:05:28 GMT -5
He was laying in the hospital, a metal brace on his knee, they had told him they needed to replace it, and he would have a titanium knee, and possibly a titanium shoulder too. He didn't argue. He hadn't slept. He hadn't eaten. Not since he'd lost Amelia. There were dark bags under his eyes, his hands never ceased to tremor. He had lost about twenty pounds, and it showed. His muscles weren't hard or toned anymore. His body had begun to eat itself to feed itself. And he was suffering from it...
He felt his phone and hoping it was Amelia, he looked. But it wasn't.... "Hello? Gordon, is everything alright?" He asked, his voice as dead and lifeless as he was.... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
Posts: 473
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 11, 2012 22:14:23 GMT -5
Gordon explained that he had been robbed and attacked and was in the hospital because of it. "Amelia went after them...Blake she's not back yet I'm afraid something has happened to her..." His voice was scratchy, he'd been punched in the neck by the tallest man.
Amelia woke up. The room was dark, she couldn't see a thing. A migraine eat away at her head and she tried to move her hand to caress her aching temples, but her hands were bound together behind and her feet were tied to the front two legs of the chair. She felt something sticky at the base of her hairline by her forehead, blood. The hit must have opened a gash. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 11, 2012 22:23:06 GMT -5
His blood ran cold. His heart seemed to stop. "Where?" His voice was still dead, but had a spark of life to it. He calmly reached over and viciously ripped the IV from his arm, a small stream of blood flowing from the gash, but he didn't care. He swung his legs over the side, and forced himself to stand, wincing as the brace hissed, it wasn't meant for standing or walking... |
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
Posts: 473
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 11, 2012 22:42:28 GMT -5
Gordon said firmly, "Blake...are you still in the hospital? If you are I'm telling you to get back in your room I can get someone else to go. I'm saying this as your friend, you're our best officer."
Amelia blinked as a dim light flickered on to reveal a stocky man with a scar running through his eye. "So nice of you to drop in once more, Raven." He smirked as her eyes grew. His greasy brown hair was ruffled and his clothes hung in rags exposing his muscular biceps and abs He smirked at her, crossing his muscly arms over his broad chest, a strange look for a lowly robber. "Miss me?" Snarled Liam Hensaw, flashing a sinister smile exposing the fake gold tooth, blending in with the rotted state of his other teeth. Fear leaked through Amelia's body, Liam and his men were the ones who had tortured her after she'd stolen from them after Sullivan had ripped out her heart. "Liam...please..." murmured Agent Smith. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 11, 2012 22:49:07 GMT -5
He walked out of the room, almost literally dragging his right leg as he held the phone up to his ear with his left hand. "Try and stop me Gordon." He growled into the phone, a sound of anger in his voice, but it faded back into the dead voice as he said his friend's name. He walked down the hall, several nurses trying to stop him. He growled at them to get off, and leave him alone. One even said he had a surgery for his knee and shoulder replacement scheduled for today. Part of him hoped Gordon hand't heard that. "I'm nothing without my partner...." He whispered, though he and Amelia were no longer partners, and that he would likely quit the force soon, it was just to painful... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
Posts: 473
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 11, 2012 23:04:26 GMT -5
Gordon sighed when he heard the words from the nurse, "Blake , you need knee surgery?" The older man sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Blake go back there..." He hadn't listened to Amelia, the two were still partners.
Amelia cringed as Liam fingered his whip, his favored weapon. She whispered, "Liam please...have mercy!" Liam smirked and laughed, "For a thief?" He laughed again, "Never." |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 11, 2012 23:27:23 GMT -5
He sighed, not turning back as he went to the elevator. "Don't worry about it...." He muttered. He didn't want Gordon to worry. He didn't care. He wasn't planning on sticking around in the world much longer anyways...He limped down the stairs. [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
Posts: 473
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 11, 2012 23:34:35 GMT -5
"Blake be careful," said Gordon with a sigh. Somehow he just knew that John Blake and Amelia Smith would find a way to overcome the ghosts of their pasts.
Amelia winced as she was slapped, once, twice, three times. Liam chuckled at her. She spat at him, "What do you want!?" Liam smirked, "You have stolen from us too many times, it's time to teach you a lesson." Amelia froze, fearing the outcome of this. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 11, 2012 23:52:15 GMT -5
Blake shrugged to himself, wincing in pain. "No promises." He muttered, into the phone, the elevator bringing him to the bottom floor. He stepped out of the elevator, and out of the hospital. "Goodbye Gordon..." He said, implying he wasn't planning on coming back. He hung up, and walked to the ally... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
Posts: 473
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 12, 2012 0:23:26 GMT -5
"Dammit Blake!" he growled, praying that his officer would come back.
Amelia cringed as his mocking words said, "But I will allow you one call. Chose your last words because thieves were meant to die." Amelia flinched as he handed her the phone. She dialed Blake's number. |
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Post by alexandriaalice on Aug 12, 2012 0:33:01 GMT -5
Alexi looked around and spotted John, he was dragging his leg and she could see the tremors in his hands. She swallowed and ran across the street. "Hey, hey, you need to get back in there!" She grabbed his arm and looked into his muddy brown eyes. He didn't look good, not at all. His eyes were blank and his dead. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 12, 2012 0:48:15 GMT -5
He looked at her, but didn't say a thing as he shook his head. He felt his phone go off, and pulled it out, expecting for it to be from Gordon, but it wasn't. Part of him didn't want to answer it, but something made him. "Hello?" His voice was dead, but it had a questioning air to it... [/color] |
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Amelia Raven Blake
not broken, just bent
I may be able to see your future, but only you can change it.
Posts: 473
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Post by Amelia Raven Blake on Aug 12, 2012 0:57:05 GMT -5
"John," murmured Amelia, "John I'm so sorry...Don't quit on life...this is my fault and I will finally pay for my crimes..." She sighed slightly, shakily, a tear sliding down her face as a knife was slammed into the bullet hole to her shoulder. She cried in pain, trying to muffle the sound that Blake would hear by pressed the phone into her shirt. |
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Post by John Blake on Aug 12, 2012 1:09:27 GMT -5
He was relieved at the sound of her voice...but what she said turned his blood to ice, and stopped his heart. He felt his knees give out and he came crashing down to the ground. "Amelia, you can't do this to me." He whispered into tbd phone line. He couldn't lose her. And a small thought of: why did she call me and not Gordon? Crossed his mind. Was it just to hurt him more? His thoughts were cut shot by her scream, which wasn't muffled at all. He screamed her name into the phone, concern in his voice.
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