A Mind To Kill The Average Joe

Intent to Kill/The Surprise Attack

"Are you alright?", Joe asked Carnelian. He saw that she was having a panic attack of some sort. She was a bit anxious and shakey. But then held herself in check. She took a deep breath in and remained calm. She spoke, "I think I'm experiencing motion sickness for the first time. I need to lie down." She then maneuvered herself to the backseat and sat still. She looked up at the roof of the car and breathed deeply to prepare herself.

Joe's clothes were on the backseat as well. When she had got a grip on herself, she figured out what she wanted to do. She made sure Joe was paying attention to the road. Then she took his belt, slipping it off, holding it from the buckle as to not make a sound and looped it. The moment she felt Joe slowing down, she pressed herself up against the back of Joe's seat and rested her chin on its shoulder then hugged him with one arm.

Joe didn't know what was going on. He thought that Carnelian was hanging on to him because she couldn't sleep. Either way, it was a bit uncomfortable for him. Then,  something went over his face. It took him a second to realize it was a belt the moment he felt the line on his collar bone. It also took her a second to pull the end through the buckle, closing the loop. Joe stopped the car and she pulled as hard as she could. The belt was wide and stiff, Joe didn't feel anything other than the slight burn that came from the tightning of  the belt around his neck. He had time to pull up the hand break and grip the belt from his neck. He forcefully loosened its grip on him. Then, he actually was being choked. She had used the arm she was hugging him with and brought it up to his neck then flexed. He punched her on her face and she recoiled back. He took off his seatbelt and searched for the pills in the glove compartment but they weren't there. She then kicked him in the back of his out stretched body. Joe bruised his chin. Being a bit overcomed with anger, he then decided to approach her and take her down the hard way. She continued to kick him to stop him from coming closer. She kicked his hands on the seats, she kicked his shoulder, she even tried kicking his face but he flinched back far enough for her foot to just barely reach him. However his chest was open now, she planned to aim for it, to push him back then make a quick escape. But he caught her foot. She tried to wiggle out of his grip and even tried pulling it back to her, bracing herself with her other foot on the driver's seat. But it didn't work. She freaked out a little bit and decided that getting away was more important than capturing him. He closed in on her while she was focused on getting the door open. He got himself into the backseat, she had gotten her foot free by repeatedly kicking his hand then shoulder as he was more focused on the other one. She turned over and crawled to the door. He tried to grab her but his grip was weak from the trauma. She opened it in the time it took him to adjust himself. He tried to grab her before she was completely out the door once more. She was stuck with the only thing she could do. She twisted herself to face him. He reached for her hands to pin her down but she just pushed him off with all her strength and wiggled her legs out. She was still trapped from her ankles down when he tried to detaine her once more. So she sat up and gave him a headbutt. She had burst his lip and given herself a headache. She was a bit dazed from it.  But her feet were free and she crawled out of the car. She had put up more of a fight than Joe expected. But she couldn't just run away, she didn't know the area. He had a chance to get her. The car door opened on his side and someone pulled him back with his shirt, making him hit the road. She didn't run away. She got on him and pinned his arms down with her legs and full body weight. Joe didn't know what she was doing, or her end game. Then she covered his mouth and nose, forcing him to swallow a pill. Joe stopped resisting. "Hello Will.", she spoke tired, "...Allow me...to, make the next six thousand, two hundred and...sixty four hours of your life, miserable...all eventually, leading up to your death..." with a smile on her face, "I can't wait, can you?..."

She looked around the empty street lined with local shops an realized, "I planned to immobilize you in the front seat, Will. You're a heavy piece of crap, you know that?" she rolled over beside him in exhaustion, "I think I can convince someone to help me...how long do these muscle relaxers work?"

Joe got up and held her down. "An hour.", he replied spitting the pill out, "You did it too early, a little longer, and I might of swallowed it." He took his shirt off and tied her hands with it. He then got her up and made a straitjacket with his button-up shirt, tying the long arm sleeve's at her back. He even used the Hawaiian shirt to tie her ankles together, just to be safe. He didn't know how she got herself to be back like this but he knew who to take her to.