The Rarest One

Put It Down Part 12

(Crystal)

I jerked awake, what woke me up? Something did, I glanced around the room.  A whoosh of wind, and I jumped to my feet, and two pairs of blue eyes, and a darker pair of brown eyes looked at me. I did a three sixty, and the guys stood. "Turn on the lights," I mouthed to Hugh, who was the closest to the lights.  He nodded, reached over and flicked them on.  Out of the corner of my eye, the light did....something, but I don't even know how to describe it.  I extended my mind, and caught a glimpse of a tall, lanky, light-brown haired kid, with green eyes, and he was heading for Hugh.  But little did the kid know that I had a forty second head start on him.  I grab Hugh's thick shoulders, and twisted him into my spot, while pulling out my gun.  I leveled it on the kid's chest, safety off, and my arm steady.  Green eyes looked surprised, even as his gun leveled on my chest.  I smirked, "Surprised?" I cocked it, widening my stance.

"Drop it, now!" green eyes shouted, his gun cocked and his stance perfect.

"Put it down!" I yelled, aiming to wound, but not to kill.

"No! You put yours down first," he insisted.

"What are you?  Two?  Put it down, now!" I shout back. 

"You probably don't even know how to shoot."  His mouth quirked up.

I aimed, pointing it at his foot, to shoot the can next to his foot, which he didn't know was there!

"Jesus! Crystal!" exclaimed Scott, as green eyes cursed and jumped around.

"Both of you knock it off," a girl's authoritative voice echoed throughout the room.  We all looked in that direction.  In glided a tall, elegant girl with bobbed dark brown hair, and light grey/blue eyes, and by her side strutted a considerably shorter girl with long, blonde hair, and opal eyes.    

I tossed my hand out and they flew up and against the wall with a loud bang.  I pinned them there, as my mind reached out and snatched the gun from the boy's hand and it flew to the wall by the girls.

"Are you serious?" green eyes whined, throwing his empty hands into the air.  "Every time I think I might actually win a showdown."  

"Boys?" I waited to hear their replies.

"Yea?" they answer together. 

"Adrian and Hugh, grab our stuff, or anything we might need, soap, sheets, etc.," I kept my eyes locked on the boy, who kept his hands in the air.  "Scott, get the vehicle, and hustle."  They nodded and started to run off. 

"Don't you want to know who we are?"  the elegant girl asked, eyes narrowed on me.

The guys stopped, "Keep going, I have them handled."  Adrian and Hugh ran about packing stuff into extra bags, and Scott went to grab the camaro.  The distinct roar filled the air.  It idled outside, as Scott helped Adrian and Hugh carry bags out. 

"We ready to go," Scott said with Adrian and Hugh at his back. 

I didn't say anything, instead I studied the girl.

I heard Scott take a step in my direction, "Crystal."  He had that warning tone in his voice that said 'whatever you are going to do, it can't be good, so don't do it' and I smiled at the tone.

"Let's get out of here," I said as I turned and I heard his relieved sigh of breath when I walked in their direction.

"You are all leaving, yet all four of you want to know who we are," the elegant girl murmured, and the blonde girl snorted a laugh.

We froze, all of us, with our backs to them, we turned around perfectly in sync.  I strode forward, as the girls dropped to the ground with a crash.