[ #1 under #thefastandthefurious Oct.6.2018]
Bree is the adopted sister of Sean Boswell, She had lived in Tokyo with thier father for most of her High School years. When Sean gets sent to live with them after getting into too much trouble back in th...
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Bree awoke groggily, her head was spinning and he rears were flooded with the sound of gentle waves and sea birds. She shook her head, trying to clear her blurry vision, but her world was still fuzzy. "Hey...hey" she called out voice horse. The room was dark and small, Bree could feel shackles around her ankles, lifting her arm she gave a pull.
There was a metallic jangle, with her free arm Bree felt about, "chained to a metal pole "Lovely" Bree thought, giving her head another shake, "come on eyes wake up." She thought.
Leaning her head back she watched the fuzzy ceiling, closing her eyes she sighed, "You'd want me to be strong without you." She sighed. "But the adrenaline doesn't feel the same with you done," Bree murmured. Opening her eyes she glared looking straight ahead Bree scowled "I hate losing." she said.
A sharp whine echoed her head sending a deep headache through her skull and down her neck and jaw. "ah...god, what was that?" Bree whispered. touching her head gingerly with her free hand.
Ken searched everywhere, he ruffled his hair in frustration as he stood outside of his car near the edge of town. "hey, calm down. She's gotta be about somewhere." Kiku called out to him from her own car. Ken leaned against her window, "I shouldn't have given that guy as much slack as I did." Ken sighed, "It's just, she was finally relaxing." he said. "Yeah it was a stupid move, so make up for it and find her yeah?" Kiku said. Ken nodded and backed away, Kiku offered him a smile, "It might be nothing...just Bree'ra in a bad mood dodging us all." Kiku said.
"I'm gonna go check out some spots, maybe you should take a break," Kiku said, carefully pulling away to drive off as Ken stepped away from the car.
He stood alone and tried to gather his thoughts, but he found it hard to calm down. Eyes shut tight her cursed under his breath. A deep amused chuckle rolled across the air, Ken's eyes snapped open with the closing of a car door. His eyes focused on a smirking figure sauntering towards him. Ken quickly aimed his pistol. "now there will be no need for that." A deep amused chuckle rolled, Keen glared at the man who held his arms raised.
Somehow the smile on his face made Ken want to deck him in the jaw, But the man's voice carried a weight of authority that made him think twice. "yeah? and who the hell are you?" Ken asked lowering his gun a little. The man held out his arms, "I thought you of all people would be glad for the help in finding our little Mary." the man said calmly.
Ken raised his gun yet again, eyes narrowed into a fierce glare, "You called her Mary, you with Shaw?" Ken asked. The Man dropped his arms and gave a smooth smirk, "as a matter of fact," He extended a hand to Ken, "Owen Shaw." he said. Ken gazed at Owen's hand with wide eyes. His jaw clenched tight.
"you..." Ken said slowly. "If it isn't you..then who's got her?" Ken asked. Owen scowled, "that's what I aim to find out. Do you want to help? Send out whatever bat signal you have - call your little crew and you follow me." Owen replied calmly. Ken gave a stiff nod and pulled out his phone, dialing and holding it to his ear. Owen pulled out a cell phone as well and held it out towards Ken. "It will pick up your phone's signal, rip your contacts and send them the gps tracking information of this phone," Owen said.
