GLITTER vs Starbucks

Ch.34 Your Average Day at the Beach

I know I already used this video in a previous chapter, but it applies to this chapter very well so I had to use it again.

Enjoy!

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If you can believe it, things were already a mess before the hippogriff burst through the ceiling.

(But we should probably rewind a bit.)

Before the hippogriff ordeal, Katie was screaming bloody murder at a cowering musician holding a—

(Wait, I guess that doesn't make sense either. Let's go back a little farther. Everyone remembers the part in the forest outside of the SSEO facility with the GLITTER members fighting off SSEO guards, right? *Little Jimmy nods* Good, good. Okay let's start a few minutes after that.)

Emily's specialty as a ninja was to be prepared for anything and everything.

Which is why she was extremely frustrated when she woke up bound and being dragged across the ground.

What the heck?

She tried to remember how she got in this position, but her memory was a blur.

Dang it! Why does this crap always happen to me??

Emily's first instinct was to try and escape, but that would only end in futile struggle and would alert her captor that she was awake. She couldn't give up her advantage of being thought unconscious.

So instead she wiggled slightly, but as she predicted, it was useless as she was wrapped up tightly like a burrito.

Emily then tried to survey her surroundings, but she was blindfolded and gagged.

Well, that put a damper in my escape plan, but I've handled worse situations.

She shivered slightly as she thought back to her disastrous mission in Albania, before regaining focus.

If she was quiet, she could hear birds squawking and the rustle of long grass. There was also the distinct smell of dead fish and the well-known sound of water splashing.

They, she assumed it was a group of trained assassins (as it was quite difficult to have bound and gagged someone like her this well), had taken Emily to a beach, judging by the smell and sounds of the indigenous wildlife (literally just the seagulls).

If I'm lucky, it's somewhere still in New York. Maybe Long Island...

Suddenly the person dragging her stopped and Emily tried her best to stay limp as her feet were dropped heavily.

Ow! Jeesh, I'm not that heavy.

"I need to rest, that guy is heavier than he looks." said a masculine voice.

EXCUSE ME?!?! I am NOT a GUY!

Emily mentally cursed and made a note to hurt this one badly.

"Shut your yapping, we're already at the place they told us to go. Plus, that's a girl." another more familiar, and more feminine, voice answered.

Thank you! Maybe I'll spare your life. Maybe.

"I WAS DRAGGING A GIRL?! But she was one of the hardest to sedate! And those hits really hurt!!" replied the first voice in a squeaky tone.

They better have you little—

"Yes! Now quiet down, we don't want anyone spotting us." the woman responded.

"Fine," The first guy replied grudgingly. Another voice spoke up, "Alright, but where should we put the others, boss?" some other guy said to the murmured agreement of others.