Number Zero; The Witch - Diego Hargreeves x OC *ON HOLD*

Number 16

Doors were blocked, blinds were pulled down covering the windows. Girls and women, including Allison and I were moved to the seating area, in a close proximity. So, if someone moved or tried to escape, they would know.

"How long do you think it will take for this to hit breaking news?" Allison asked. I couldn't help but frowned.

"What? Why? Hoping it would boost your so-called acting career?" I asked her raising her eyebrow.

"No, because we know the police are most likely won't do anything unless they get a chance to, and how long will it take them to do anything" Allison told me.

"Your point?" I asked again.

"If the boys see this, maybe they will come and you know..."

"Kick ass?" I asked her, laughing to myself.

"Knowing Diego, once he see's this, he knows we are here, he won't hesitate"

"I know he won't, but I can't risk him doing something stupid, he isn't supposed to be doing anything superhero"

"Why not?"

"Because, it hasn't gotten him nowhere" I admitted. "I can't have a repeat of what happened before" I sighed to myself, before the woman, who appeared to be now the leader looked at me.

And from the looks of her people, they looked uncertain, uneasy, like they weren't expecting this type of protest.

"What are you two talking about?" The woman asked.

"Nothing" Allison quickly blurted out.

"Oh really? That's now what I saw for the past minute...you two don't seem phased by this, especially you blonde"

"Let's say, I have experience like this" I added shrugging at her.

"Hmm, how about this?" The woman asked pulling out a gun pointing the gun directly at me.

"Oh yes, plenty of times" I smiled.

"Jesus, Raine, what are you doing!" A woman with French plaits called out shocked by her protester friend.

"Our words appear to not be enough, so let's see if getting physical will, after all, these whores are use to being physical, creating life, then killing them, shame on you" Raine spat. Before seeing a young girl. "How old are you?" she asked.

"S-sixteen" she spoke scared through her teeth.

"Seriously? Did you wear protection?"

"N-no" she whispered.

Raine laughed "And now because you spread your legs, you are destroyed you created on purpose"

"It wasn't on purpose!" the girl cried out.

"You spread your legs, had unprotected sex and didn't expect to become pregnant? What are they teaching you in school? Jesus" Raine shook her heart disappointed. "There are women out there, begging the lord for a child, when children like you are destroying life because it wasn't on purpose" Raine shook her head walking away.

"Allison...why don't you spread a rumour?" I asked her raising my eyebrow.

"I don't do that anymore" She whispered.

"Was that before or after you rumoured your kid?" I asked her.

"Why don't you go all witchy on her?"

"Because I don't want to make the wrong move, we don't know who else has guns" I whispered back, before we sat down on the chair sighing. "You know, a funny thing happened. After another horrible break up with my ex, I decided to put my name down for insemination. At 30 years old, usually women are having kids, so I thought, I can do it, without a kid. Then Diego and I got back together. There's a chance his swimmers and my egg are playing a game of chess inside of me, and I told him I wasn't ready...am I wrong to say that?"