Thieves and LiarsThe security guard lounged in his chair, sipping a milkshake and gazing lazily at the ceiling. Another night guarding a bunch of rocks. Valuable or not, that's all those diamonds in the glass case were to him. A bunch of shiny rocks. Who would ever want to steal something as useless as that?
He sighed and glanced towards the security monitors, expecting to see absolutely nothing. And, considering no one had tried to break in during the ten years he had been a guard, why should he expect to see anything different? But, instead of nothing as usual, he saw a shadow flicker across the screen. The man stared at the monitor for a moment before leaning in to get a closer look. At first there was nothing, just a still screen. But, just as he was about to sit back in his chair, someone with dark jeans and a black hoodie stepped up to one of the glass display cases.
Keeping one eye on the screen, the guard reached down and grabbed his baton. Then he took one last look at the thief befo
Bolt Chapter 5"Ow ow ow ow ow!"
"Oh shush you big baby," Hawk said, pulling the tip of the small blade from Bolt's shoulder. "I gave you painkillers, you're fine."
"But it still hurts," Bolt whined. "Can't you be a little more gentle?"
"No, and if you don't shut up I'll jab it right back into your shoulder," Hawk threatened, pointing the knife at him. Bolt just muttered under his breath about how unfair it was, but for the most part just stayed quiet as Hawk stitched him up. Just as she was tying the last stitch, Domino poked his head in, his nose still slightly crooked.
"Hey, Canteen is going to interrogate the bad guy," he said, holding his glasses up. Not that they were doing him any good. One of the lenses was cracked and the nose piece was twisted. "Do you guys want to come watch? Jay's making the popcorn."
"I'll be there in a minute," Bolt said, not looking directly at Domino. "Tell Jay to save a seat for me, will ya?"
Domino nodded and ste
Bolt Chapter 4"You have got to be kidding me," Jay said, lowering his pistol. "Seriously? That's the kid?"
"Who would've thought she'd be naked," Domino said, looking thoughtful. "The park rangers really need to get their stuff together. Can't have naked kids just running around Yellowstone."
Bolt sighed and lowered his knife. "Alright kid, where is it?"
All five looked down a girl with flawless porcelain skin, snow white hair, and large light-red eyes wide with fear. She was curled up in a little ball, completely naked and shivering. She couldn't have been any older than eleven, and she was so thin that small bones were visible through her fragile looking skin.
"Look, I'm not going to repeat myself," Bolt said, crouching down to her level. "That thing that was in the crater. We need to know where it is and we need to know now."
The girl whimpered and tried to scoot back away from him. From the looks of it she was absolutely terrifie
Best. Prank. EVER.Bolt sat on the couch, mindlessly flipping through channels on the TV. Why was it that when he finally had time to watch TV, nothing good was on? Seriously, if he said that he was bored out of his mind that would have been the understatement of the century. Maybe if he called Striker he could talk him into giving him an extra mission or something.
Bolt reached for his phone and, just as he was about to pick it up, it began to ring. He quickly grabbed it, hit the answer button and held it up to his ear, not even bothering to check the caller ID.
"Striker, don't even ask," He said. "You don't have to. Whatever it is, I'll do it. Right now. Just tell me what I'm doing."
"Sorry dude, but I'm not Striker," came Jay's voice from the other end. "But from what you just said I take it you're not doing anything?"
"Not a thing," Bolt said, resting back against the couch. "Why, do you want to go do something?"
"You could say that," Jay sa
Bolt Chapter 3Three hours. They had been in that helicopter for three God damn hours and they were still in the air. Needless to say, Bolt was not happy.
"Hey Bee, holding up alright?" Jay asked with a smirk, nudging Bolt in the side.
"Shuddup," Bolt muttered. He was gripping his harness so tightly his knuckles were turning white, and he was doing his best not to just curl up in a little ball.
"Ya' know, you're the only one here wearing one of them seatbelt things," Canteen teased.
"It's called a harness," Bolt snapped.
"Aw, guys, don't tease him," Domino said. "He can't help it that he's a total wimp."
Okay, that was it. Bolt had had enough. "I swear, as soon as we get on the ground I'm gonna—"
"Hey guys, we're here," Hawk called from the cockpit, interrupting Bolt's threat.
"Oh thank God," Bolt murmured under his breath. Finally this nightmare would be over.
And then he heard it. A grinding noise that one does not want to hear in any ki
Bolt Chapter 2"Bolt, wake up!"
"Huh wha?" Bolt jolted awake, rubbing one of his tired eyes before glancing up at Jay, who was looming over him.
"You slept through the entire meeting," Jay said with a snicker. "You're lucky you're you, or else Striker probably would have shot you. Or chocked you with packing peanuts… Actually, I think he even considered it there for a moment."
"That so?" Bolt asked, settling back down into his chair. "Well, wake me up when you guys get done with the mission then."
"Yeah, you wish," Jay said, grabbing his arm and pulling him up. "You're coming too you know."
"What? But I can't!" Bolt protested, struggling to stay in his chair. "You said it yourself, I slept through the meeting. No information, no mission."
"Mhmm, just keep telling yourself that," Jay said, rolling his eyes. "But we both know that doesn't work. Not for you anyway, and especially not after what happened in Dallas."
"What happened t