Disrespectful // Joker x OC

10. Waste Of Time

Misty rests there, still deep asleep. Its been over an hour and Inias hasn't returned...

Eight heavy foot steps slowly march around the house. Four men to be exact. All armed and they all clear out the lower half of the house. One man guards the front door while the other three make their way upstairs. They quietly sneak around and silently check behind every door for their package. Shortly they reach Misty's bedroom, finding her in a deep slumber whilst cuddling a sleepy Narla. They cautiously enter the room and approach their target. 

Due to the excessive movements, Narla woke up. She gazes at the strange, unrecognizable men and immediately rises and hiss at the three. She tries to protect her owner by pouncing at the closest man and scratch at his face. The other two attempt to rip the fur ball off, whilst trying to keep the noise as low as possible, so they don't fail their mission. At one point the tiger claws at the man's right eye, and he lets out a painful scream. The guy finally had enough and quickly pulls out a knife. Without a second thought, he inserts the blade deep into the cat's back. A painful roar escapes her lips and she lets go. One of the other men grabs a hold of her and throws her to the door frame, smashing her head first. She drops to the floor and no sound leaves her mouth, nor did she move. The guys quickly look to Misty and see that she's still asleep. All thankful for you being a heavy sleeper. But they'll later on regret murdering her loving companion. 

The three men regain themselves and their look out comes speeding in, curious to what the ruckus was about. He looks at the guys and one of them points to Narla's lifeless body. The one who was attacked points at his injured mug with a look of disgust. They all sigh in annoyance from the dumb trouble and face back to their task. All four crowd closely to Misty and two quickly grab a hold of her. But when she shows no signs of struggling to free herself, they loosen their grip. All four baffled from her still sleeping... They were almost convinced that she was dead too. One grabs her hand and search for a pulse. Yup, she's alive. He gives the others a nod of reassurance. They shrug at the luck and tie her arms and feet together, after that one of the guys blindfolds her. The biggest one of the bunch, easily hoists Misty over his shoulders. They then exit the house and toss her in the back of a black van.

They all aboard the vehicle and suddenly a husky voice breaks the long silence. "That was easy."

The smallest of the bunch hops in the drivers seat and huffs, since he was the one to be attacked. "Speak for yourself."

*Time skip

Misty rests on a small singular person bed. No restraints were needed due to her deep slumber. They've had attempts at waking her, but none succeeded. They then went with the solution to wait for her wake up since they were getting nowhere. But the whole situation wildly perplexed everyone. But I guess there is a first time for everything. 

A sharply suited guy is set up as guard for if she wakes up. He doesn't want to do such thing, since he's worked for 14 hours straight and this side mission is cutting off his break time of going home for a well needed rest. But he could've been assigned to something much, much worse, so he doesn't complain too much about it.

The time is 7 am in the morning and something unexpected happened. Misty starts to hyperventilate and actually says something. The man couldn't hear the words quite clearly though. So of pure curiosity, he decides to stand near the girl and listen to her words.

"Detente ... Por favor ... ¡Detén el auto! Es demasiado pesado ... No puedo respirar ... Mamá para ... No puedo respirar ... Por favor." She continues to hyperventilate.

'She speaks Spanish?'  He observes her in confusion. He was told about Misty, but none has ever said that she spoke another language. He's seen her before, but didn't talk to her since he had no intentions to do so and he was busy doing his job. But he did hear her speaking English. 'How strange.' He looks down and see the scar of tire marks on her left leg. He saw them earlier, but strangely they're more visible to the eye. Before they were like a little mark.