Demon Hunter [COMPLETE]

Chapter 24- Bailed Out?

"Let me out, you assholes!" I yelled, exasperated. "You jackasses!"

"Gee, maybe we should add verbal assault to your list of charges," one of the officers replied sarcastically, passing by my cell.

I narrowed my eyes.

Pouting, I sat down on a rusty brown bench.

Out of nowhere, a man came towards me, licking his lips. He eyed me, lustfully.

"Well, well, I'm so glad that they gave me a female inmate," he whistled, looking me up and down.

Disgusting pig!

"Come any closer and I'll make you regret your existence," I snapped.

"Don't be like that, dollface," the heavily tattooed, well over six foot specimen said, in a sugar-coated voice.

He was breathing so heavily that I thought he'd eventually pass out from hyperoxia.

"Seriously, stay away, you bitch."

The man however came closer to me. So close that I could smell his breath.

I crinkled my nose up in disgust.

Ew! This bozo needs a breath mint immediately! Also, I don't think he's ever heard of brushing...

He went to put his hand on my face but before he even got there, I thrust my leg up and kicked him with my boot. HARD.

THUD!

He went flying so freaking hard into the wall.

"ARGH!" He screamed out in pain.

Tears pooled in his eyes.

Then he fell over and lay on the ground.

"I tried to warn you." I shrugged, batting my lashes.

One of the policemen came with a tray of food and utensils. Cold meatballs to be exact.

The perverted man got up, dusting himself off.

He looked at me, with fear in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry sir! I mean, ma'am!" He babbled.

"Your food has arrived." The officer said emotionlessly.

The thug ran over to the jail bars and started pleading with the policeman.

"Please release me!" He bawled. "She's gonna kill me!"

"Suck it up." The officer snapped and then he eyed me. "Her? Why, she looks like she couldn't even hurt a fly."

"Wanna bet on it?" I shot out.

"No." The officer replied, coldly.

He placed the food quickly into our cell. Two plates, to be exact.

"You can have it all!" The criminal who had tried to make an inappropriate move on me, said, clearly shaken and afraid.

I shook my head.

I have no plans of eating whatever the hell they just placed in our cell.

Never know...it could be poisonous!

Or have a tracking chip in it!

No, I'm not paranoid...

Also...hmm...I wonder exactly how strong I am?

Getting up, I went towards the bars. They were made out of metal.

I wonder if I can move them...

Grasping the bars, I tried to pry them apart.