Witch Sister Three and TMNT *EDITING*

9- Building Complications (Kylee)

Sorry it's been so long my people!!!  We've had drafting conflicts and timing thigns to deal with, not to mention school is piling up as the school year is coming to a close XP.  But here is LifePuppet's chapter as promised!! Do enjoy :)

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When I came home a week ago I found that our furnisher all fixed. My little sisters had had a guilty look on their faces; I think they did something under the radar that I’ll eventually figure out. As punishment I just bashed their heads together-hey, I had ta go easy on the twerps. They did fix ‘my’ mistake. Mom and Dad were pretty happy, but I kept my job. If I didn’t Dad would have blamed me for using my magic to make life easier for me and to slack off. There’s no winning when it comes to him. If mom wasn’t who she was, he’d rule the house absolutely. So now I’m sitting on the couch watching the morning news with my sisters…

“In other news,” The TV blared. Great…It was my favorite over peppy news anchor lady: Lindana Goldfield was on today.  Heavy on the sarcasm  My sisters liked her enough. I hated her- you can so see that’s a fake smile and those stupid fake little giggles when Gerald Higgins makes a corny joke….She annoys me way too much.

“Another attack from the new vigilante known as The Stone Chain, occurred last night as an armed robbery took place at a small grocery store at the corner on Brooks and Beaverton. The thieves, Marshal Hoober-” My littlest sisters cracked up when they heard the name Hoober “and Michael Daniels…”

“Hey Kylee, don’t you know Michael?” Becca interrupted again. For freaking God’s sake, can’t I just listen to the news?

“Yeah, we went to school together for a while. Then he got hung up on drugs and stopped coming.” I said with a faint growl.

“-and aimed their guns at the shop owner, Gregory Hershel, who was working the counter that night, telling him to give all the money he had over, holding his young thirteen year old daughter, who was also working at her father’s shop that night, as hostage-”

“Hey you, gimme all yer money or I kill the little sugar here” Caitlyn said in a mock gangster voice. Mo shrieked loudly and laughed, handing over a box of cereal, pretending it was a cash register. I glared at them, snapping (sorry I’m not much of a morning person, I’ll apologize later) at them to shut the hell up.

“-Stone Chain crashed through the window dramatically and started after the criminals as this video surveillance shows.”

The camera caught the vigilante crashing through the window and standing up. The guys had a thick build, broad muscles and his chest was thick and looked firm. The guy wore a helmet/mask looking thing. From the camera it was hard to tell. His suit was pure black with metal shoulder pads, elbow pads and knee pads. His boots looked like pure metal and heavy. Chains wrapped around his chest, making an ex mark, and he held twin knives in his hands. With all that weight, the sisters thought that he wouldn’t be able to move hardly, yet as the thugs attacked, the now infamous Stone Chain zipped forward almost too quickly for the camera to catch.

Ripping a chain off his body, he threw it and entangled one guy, making him fall.  Bullets were flying from the guns and his knives blocked each and every bullet, spinning, flipping, as the Stone Chain laughed a manly laugh at his prey’s futile efforts to take him down.

The younger of the sisters were amazed, I shrugged.  “He moves like a ninja…” Mo and Kit Kat said in unison.

He tossed his next chain, taking out another guy (these cameras were pretty accurate for surveillance, let me tell you). He then stabbed one guy in the knee making him fall and kicking the gun away from him and then kicking him in the head. Stone Chain wounded people, yes. But he never took lives, even if the nasty crook deserved it. Or at least that’s what I hear in the street during gossip hour. He pulled another chain out from nowhere and threw it at the last guy who was holding the girl. The kid dodged and the guy took the chain. Stone Chain made a motion with his hands and the chain wrapped tighter around the guy, making him cry out.