Mommy Harley!

Gaining a hand

Jester steered the boat until it dug up sand on the beach of the city. The girl jumped out and helped Pam off, their pajamas damp from the fog around them. The boat had two emergency guns which Jester hid in her shirt and emergency cash taped under the wheel. There was also some extra clothes.

"Okay, Pammie, we're gonna go find Aunt Ivy, okay?" Jester said as she helped her sister slip on a jacket before doing the same and putting baseball hats on to hide their hair a bit.

Pam refused to let go of her older sister's as both girls climbed out of the sand and into the city. Since it was the small hours of the morning by now, there weren't a lot of people on the streets. They stuck to the shadows on the sidewalk.

It wasn't until they started walking that Jester realized she didn't really know where Ivy lived. But a part of her didn't want to worry her sister, so she forced herself to keep walking, her mind racing for a plan.

"Jes, where does Aunt Ivy live?" Pamela asked after a good hour of wandering around. That combined with it still being the dark early hours had made both girls exhausted, the younger barely able to keep her eyes open and relying solely on her sister's hand to keep her going.

"Um, I'm sure she's close." Jester said, looking around. "Maybe we should-"

She barely got to finished that sentence before she was grabbed by the back of her shirt and slammed against the nearest building. She yelled at the blunt pain, her cheek scraping against the bricks. Whoever had grabbed her was now pressing against her back, taking her cap off. Pam cried out as another big figure grabbed her, easily lifting her off the ground.

"Nice and young...I like that..."

Jester flinched as a big hand pressed against her hip and felt it start to try to remove her pajama bottoms. Now, she may not know a lot about things in the city, but she did know that her sisters said it was wrong for someone to try to take off your clothes. Her mom said that if she ever met a guy who tried to do that, she had to fight back no matter what.

So she screamed, her arms struggling and trying to elbow the guy. She could see Pamela trying to squirm against the other guy who held her, and could see his hands dwarf her tiny frame as they grappled with her.

"Get off me! Leave us alone!" She screeched, grateful that she had her mother's lungs. One of her hands grabbed her pants' waistline and tugged it back up, refusing to loosen her grip. Her other arm was grabbed by the wrist.

"Just shut up and take it, little girl." The guy hissed into her ear. But Jester refused to listen and kept squirming, her legs trying to kick at him.

"Get off me! Let go of her!"

Tears started to gather in Pam's eyes as she felt the hand on her travel down to her privates.

Jester finally felt her grip give and her pants were pulled down, taking her underpants with them. She was hysterical now, refusing to calm down and her face wet with tears. Her eyes darted around wildly, hoping for something to just end this.

Suddenly the hands on her were gone. Behind her Pam cried out as she was dropped, not even looking behind her before dashing to her sister. Jester held the younger girl tightly, both huddled against the wall with their eyes closed as they heard the sound of fighting and feet. Both refused to look up, even after everything had gone quiet.

Jester curled around her sister when she heard two feet stop in front of them. "Don't hurt us, please don't hurt us..." she whispered, her body trembling.

She heard rustling, and dared to glance up a little. The figure in front of them had knelt down, making them seem less scary. Jester bit back a sniffle and lifted her head fully, staring up at the being.

He was a man, she was pretty sure. He was dressed all in black and had his face covered except for his mouth, which was set in a straight line. He had on a black cape too, and she could see white spots for eyes in the mask.

"Are you okay?"

Jester flinched at the deep voice before nodding, her breathing uneven. She whimpered when his hand reached out and gently took her arm. "No..."

"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you."

Jester still shook her head, and the figure sighed. He looked over his shoulder and reached behind him, holding up the thing he picked up.

"I believe this is one of yours."

Jester slowly extended a shaky hand and grabbed the robot doll, slipping it into Pam's hand who immediately clutched it to her chest.

The man held out his hands. "I'm just going to help you up, okay? You're okay."

Jester hesitantly let him take her arm and slowly help her stand up, Pamela refusing to let go of her waist. The man reached down to her pajama pants and pulled them up, letting her pull them fully to her waist.

"Are either of you hurt?"

Jester shook her head. At some point her hair had come loose of her pigtails, so strands of red and black hair fell over her shoulders and in her face.

The man studied them both, from their messy hair to bare feet. "Where are your parents? Where did you see them last?"

Pamela whimpered, burying her face in Jester's shirt as the older girl looked down. "They took mommy. And Luce, and Ace, and Leeny. I-I don't know where they are."

The man didn't say anything, instead standing up to his full height, causing the girls to take a step back.

"I'll find your mother. But I need you to come with me, you cannot stay out here."

Jester hesitated, her breathing still slightly erratic.

"Please, think of your sister. I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to help."

Jester didn't want to talk, but she did give a tiny nod. She tried not to move as the man stepped forward and took her into his arms, picking Pamela up as well. His clothes seemed to have something hard underneath, but the exhaustion of the night was finally starting to catch up to both girls. Pamela had already fallen asleep when the man stopped in front of a vehicle and carefully placed both girls in the front passenger seat. Jester's eyes were barely open as she felt a seatbelt pulled over both of them, Pamela snuggling into her side. She did feel a covered hand tilt her head to rest against the seat, and she saw him get into the drivers seat before everything went black.