I, was in deep shit. Not only did I disobey direct orders from my boss's boss, but I freaked out and beat up everyone on The High Council (a few of them almost to death I might add). Then I when even further too punched yes, punched my Fred's (who is my boss) boos! Then ran out of HQ into my car and almost started about fifty accidents. I think I actually succeeded in causing six car wrecks, all because of a feeling. A feeling, that my child was in trouble, this gut wrenching feeling that she wasn't were she was supposed to be and got hurt.
When I got to the house, I didn't even pause to see if the door was unlocked but simply cept running until I was on the other side. Love and Mustang seemed to almost jump right out of their skins'. They stared at me in horror, it made me wonder if I was glaring at all. I looked into the mirror in the kitchen, I wasn't glaring at all. I looked more worried, and like I had a bad case of anxiety. Well at the same time I did just run right through the door. How could I blame them for being shocked. Were is Katey and Whynot? Why am I not hearing their spazy voices freaking out? I thought slowly. No one said anything for a wile, we all just starred at each other, that always meant that there was bad news awaiting me....crap. Then I opened my mouth to speak.
"Were, is my little girl?" My voice sounded very demanding and....slightly vicious.
"I NEW SHE WANTED TO GET REVENGE BUT I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT SHE WOULD DO!! MUCH LESS THIS!!" Love blew up. Her voice was full of panic, yup defiantly something bad....WAIT! ON HELL NO!! DON'T TELL ME SHE COMMITTED SUICIDE!! MY BABY!! DON'T TELL ME BITCH THAT SHE KILLED HERSELF!! I thought as I felt panic swell up inside of me....I drowned it down and hit it entirely.
"What did she do?"
"She-she...." Love's voice trailed off and Mustang stepped forward.
"Don't freak out too much but Fantasy ran away." My heart dropped to my feet. My breath was gone, my voice failed. It was Anastasia all over again. Only a different scenario. My baby ran away. She ran away because of something that Love did....oh was I gonna hurt her.
"You're telling me....not....to freak out.....when my babey IS MISSING!?" This statement started off calmly but then I couldn't hold down my temper.
"Well no, but I still don't want you to kill her, got it?" I glared at Mustang, but nodded.
"Ok. I'm going upstairs to check up on the girls." With that mustang walked upstairs. As soon as she was upstairs I turned to Love.
"What did you do?"
"I don't know! I think it's because I flipped out at her! Or maybe because I told her to shut up? She did it for revenge!" She answered quickly.
"Ya! I got that!" I snapped. Then continued, "Did you at least call the cops?" Love looked down. I mean phew my babey isn't dead, but oh hell was I pissed that Love was responsible for my babies disappearance.
"No. We haven't. Not yet anyway." I was speachless. For about thirty seconds before I exploded.
"YOU HAVEN'T EVEN CALLED THE COPS YET!?!?"
"NO I HAVEN'T!! I WAS TOO BUSY WORRYING ABOUT WEATHER FANTASY WAS DEAD OR ALIVE!!" she shot back.
"DO YOU HAVE NO COMMON SENSE!? WHEN SOMEONE GOES MISSING YOU CALL THE COPS!!!!"
"I KNOW BUT I THOUGHT THAT YOU NEEDED TO WAIT 24 HOURS!!" She may think she had an answer for everything, but she's dealing with me. It's not as simple as 1, 2, 3, not here anyway!
"NOT IF THEY RAN AWAY!! WITH A FREAKING NOTE!!"
"WELL SORRY!! I DIDN'T KNOW!! IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT YOUR DAUGHTER IS AN ABSOLUTE IDIOTIC MORON WITH NO LIFE!!" She. Did. Not. Just. FUCKING SAY THAT!! HELL FUCKING NO!! I thought loosing it completely.
"I dare you to insult my daughter again. You do it. See what happens." My tone was deadly enough to make fully trained and experienced military men cry. There was no way in hell she wasn't intimidated, even if she was hiding it. She looked me square in the face. Is she really going to take my dare? Has she no common sense?
"Your daughter is the biggest moron I have ever met in my life, and I don't even care if she comes back or not."Oh was I gonna hurt her. Without thinking I kicked her in the chest, making her fly backward, right through the kitchen wall, over the table through the counter and out the window. Before she could get back up I was right there. She actually looked shocked. My face was straight. She went too far. Now I was going to teach her a lesson. I didn't care if all the cops in the world wanted to go against me. I would beat them all up just get to her.
"NINIAMI JEAN SHIKONAWI!! I TOLD YOU NOT TO KILL HER!! SHE'S YOUR FREAKING SISTER C'MON!!" Mustang interrupted my movements by using my full name against me. Damn her. I thought. Why the hell does she think she can get involved....It's not like I would actually kill her....just beat her up until she can't stand up.
My eyes were wide I could feel it. My name. No one has called me by my first name since dad. I glared at Mustang, "What. YOU THINK I WOULD WAST MY ENERGY IN TRYING TO KILL THAT BITCH!? NO!! JUST MANGLE HER UNTIL SHE CAN'T STAND DAMMIT!" Mustang crossed her arms, she looked like a female version of dad. I looked away, just in time to see Love charging at me, sword drawn. I kept my voice straight and dogged it easily, then sighed. "Fine I wont beat her until she can't move, but I will defend myself!" Love started to turn to charge again. Mustang grabbed her by her hair and shoved her face into the ground. My jaw dropped. Love screamed into the ground.
"THAT IS ENOUGH!! WE CAN'T WAST OUR TIME FIGHTING EACH OTHER!! WE NEED TO FIND FANTASY!! SO FUCKING PUT ALL YOUR PERSONAL SHIT TO THE SIDE AND GET YOUR STUFF!! I'M GOING TO GET THE OTHER GIRLS TO COME WITH US!!" With that she stormed up the stairs. as I gasped. Never, NEVER, in my whole life have I heard Mustang curse. Love got back up holding her nose. I went and got the first aid kit.
"Move your hand." Love ignored me and put her head back as far as she could. "Don't do that."
"Why." She snapped back.
"Because you could choke on your own blood. Put these in your nose...." I gave her the gauze pads. She put them in her nose, just as Mustang ran down the stairs in a panic.
"KATEY AND WHYNOT ARE MISSING!!"
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?" Love and I ran to get ready, then the three of us ran outside to look for the three little girls. I knew my baby was hurt. I just didn't know where she was, or what she did to get hurt. My motherly intuition was going crazy!
