Ashlyn Ross is a normal teenage girl -to the outside world that is. she has a secret identity and only her parents and trusted trainer knows.
she's a gang boss that even her gang members don't know who she is. she goes by Rose and that's that. her...
"who cares!" yelled one man sitting at the top of the bleachers. soon, more men joined in, yelling similar things and I could feel my stomach churning with sick. all the women in the crowd looked at the men in horror. at least they got it. that this was wrong.
"hey!!" I yelled into the microphone. the men cheering quieted.
"how would you like it if I put you all in a cell. if I told you how to dress. if I told you how and when to eat. how to sleep." they looked at me, the horror slowly dawning on them. "HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO FORCE YOU INTO AN ARENA TO FIGHT, AND THEN BE WHIPPED JUST FOR LOSING THAT FIGHT?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, making the speakers spark with the force.
"you can't do that. you're just a woman!" the man who had started the up rise called. I pointed at him.
"bring him down here." several guards walked over to the man and dragged him down the steps, despite his protests.
"hey, you can't do this! I have rights!" they stopped in front of me and I glared at him with a force that made him gulp.
"I can't because I'm a woman." I mimicked. "have you heard of Rose, the faceless queen?!" I said forcefully into the microphone. the crowd cheered and smiled, knowing she was a badass crime boss.
"you saying that a woman can't do it as well as a man? that makes you sexist." I glared at him. "women can kick ass just as well as men. it's about dedication, stubbornness and strength."
"keep him there." I said, and then walked out of the arena Luke behind me. "do you have my cloak and mask?" I asked.
"no. Noah does though." I nodded and found a guard, ordering him to take me to Noah's cell.
we followed the guards through the halls and found Noah's cell. it wasn't nearly as nice as the fighter's cells. It was a literal cell. iron door, bars and chains and all. we stepped in and Noah was on his knees in the middle of the room. chains held his hands above his head, stretching him out. his head was lowered to look at the ground, and he was shirtless. blood ran down his body from whip slashes, cuts, and bruises scattered over his face and body. they had tortured him for nothing. well, unless you count trying to get me out of here. I stepped forward and crouched down.
"Noah?" I whispered.
"fuck off, bitch. you don't own me. you will never get me to scream, as you want."
"Noah." I said a little louder. he lifted his head, a deadly glare in his eyes and blood in his smile. there was cuts and bruises on his neck and face too. his face went from dangerous to confused.
"you're the woman who is torturing me? Ash, I thought you were better than this. torturing your own family." his face drooped to disappointment and he ducked his head again.
"no, Noah. I beat the man in the ring. it was a fight to the death and I won. I have the guards under fearful control and Brandon prisoned." I hesitated. "I need my cloak and mask."
"for what?" he asked, his head still down. I stood up and unlocked the chains. before he could fall to the ground in his weak state, I caught him. I held him in my arms and looked into his eyes as his head rested on my shoulder.
"to intimidate them. to make Brandon pay. to show them all who's the real queen." Noah smiled and looked into my eyes. he stood as best he could, and I let him lean on me.
"Luke, the cloak and mask is in my car. go get them quickly. and I also have a bag of emergency clothes for her and me." Luke nodded and shot off. I took Noah to my room and put him on the couch.
Lily walked in and grabbed the first aid kit.
"whoa, whoa, whoa. don't touch me lady." he warned.
"Noah, this is Lily, she's a-"
"wait, Lily who called me?" I nodded slowly. "ok, I trust her."
Noah sat up and let Lily tend to his injuries. Luke burst into the room and thrust the bag into my arms. I went into the bathroom and changed quickly. the outfit I had put into the bag was simple, but intimidating.
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after I changed, I stepped out, my black lace mask on. I slipped on my cloak and looked at Luke. I tilted my head.
"what?" Luke asked, looking slightly uncomfortable. I reached into the bag and grabbed a mask that was put in there for whatever reason. I honestly don't even know why it's in there, but it is. I guess it's Luke's now. I handed it to him and made him change. he put on a pair of black jeans and a white tank top. I gave him the black leather biker jacket that was in the bag. it was Noah's but Luke was going to the arena with me, so Noah didn't need them at the moment.
Luke put on the blood red mask and looked at me. I smiled and stepped out of the room with Luke right behind me. we had finished in about fifteen minutes, including getting Noah. which was insane, but it still happened that way.
I strode into the arena with my head held high and back straight. Luke walked next to me. the entire arena went deadly silent and they all stared at me in shock. I stepped in front of the man who had questioned me and I looked at him. he shook and I glanced down, seeing his light tan pants slowly turn a brown as he wet himself. I snickered. then I looked at Brandon and he didn't look any more terrified than he was before. mostly because he knew I was Ashlyn Ross, and Rose. the faceless queen.
I picked up the microphone and spoke into it.
"I hear people are talking about me?" I growled into it. the cheers went up and I heard several women scream 'you're a inspiration'. several of the men screamed I love you, Rose! I just chuckled and turned back to the man and Brandon.
"now then. where shall we begin?" I asked, chucking the microphone away.
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