Chapter 4: "Mob's hate us..."
Mason flinched as he saw the man, and stood suddenly from the table, throwing his chair back a good four feet. He smiled, taunting Mason to make a move. He reached for his katana, but his hand was stopped. Mason looked behind him and saw a rope binding his hand. Mason struggled for a moment before he saw that it wasn't a normal rope. It was made of carbon fiber. Mason turned and scowled at the man.
"Can't do anything without your alchemy, can you?" Mason smiled slyly.
"Maybe without both hands i cant use alchemy, but i can still 冲床 you!" Mason shouted as his left hand connected with the mans face. He was propelled backwards, and Mason's other hand was bound. He struggled again, and then called it hopeless. But before he could actually give up, he heard footsteps again. He glanced over o where 夏洛特 should have been sitting, but she had dissapeared. Then he returned his attention to the man in front of him, and Mason felt solid contact to his chest. His breath left him, and he passed out.
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夏洛特 watched as Mason went limp, bound in the ropes. He was being dragged off, under the watchful eyes of 夏洛特 and everybody in the restaurant. As they dragged him out, 夏洛特 followed as fast as her feet would carry her. She busted open the front doors, and bolted full speed after their truck. It was just in front of her, speeding and slowly pulling farther away with each moment that passed. She made a giant leap, and hit the back of their truck hard. She climbed over the rail, and kicked the nearest one in the face. She was restrained as far as her hands, but she could use her feet regardless. She pounded all of them in the face, relentlessly barraging hem with a series of kicks. Slowly, but surely, she made her way through the ranks of the men, until she came to the slumped figure of Mason, still passed out. She untied him, and draped his surprisingly light body over her shoulder. But that's when the truck came to a screeching halt. The driver and passenger pushed the doors open, and looked around to find nobody. 夏洛特 had made a clean escape.
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Sometime later, Mason awoke to the sound of running water. He sat up on his own couch, in his flannel and jeans. He sat up slowly, and looked around. His apartment was completely dark, except for a single dim light emanating fro the kitchen. He amble halfway through the room, before hitting his knee, on the low coffee table. He cursed under his breath, and continued into the kitchen. He saw a steaming hot plate of food, and a note. Mason reached for the note, which had a fork attached to it. It read:
Mason,
Thank 你 for helping me. I need to talk to 你 tomorrow, in the little hideout place we stayed in. When your all better, meet me there, and i'll tell 你 anything 你 want to know about me.
~Charlotte
Mason sat down to eat the steaming hot plate of pasta, and to ask himself if he was going to meet with Charlotte. Mason smiled to himself. "You know what Charlotte? Mob's hate us."
Mason flinched as he saw the man, and stood suddenly from the table, throwing his chair back a good four feet. He smiled, taunting Mason to make a move. He reached for his katana, but his hand was stopped. Mason looked behind him and saw a rope binding his hand. Mason struggled for a moment before he saw that it wasn't a normal rope. It was made of carbon fiber. Mason turned and scowled at the man.
"Can't do anything without your alchemy, can you?" Mason smiled slyly.
"Maybe without both hands i cant use alchemy, but i can still 冲床 you!" Mason shouted as his left hand connected with the mans face. He was propelled backwards, and Mason's other hand was bound. He struggled again, and then called it hopeless. But before he could actually give up, he heard footsteps again. He glanced over o where 夏洛特 should have been sitting, but she had dissapeared. Then he returned his attention to the man in front of him, and Mason felt solid contact to his chest. His breath left him, and he passed out.
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夏洛特 watched as Mason went limp, bound in the ropes. He was being dragged off, under the watchful eyes of 夏洛特 and everybody in the restaurant. As they dragged him out, 夏洛特 followed as fast as her feet would carry her. She busted open the front doors, and bolted full speed after their truck. It was just in front of her, speeding and slowly pulling farther away with each moment that passed. She made a giant leap, and hit the back of their truck hard. She climbed over the rail, and kicked the nearest one in the face. She was restrained as far as her hands, but she could use her feet regardless. She pounded all of them in the face, relentlessly barraging hem with a series of kicks. Slowly, but surely, she made her way through the ranks of the men, until she came to the slumped figure of Mason, still passed out. She untied him, and draped his surprisingly light body over her shoulder. But that's when the truck came to a screeching halt. The driver and passenger pushed the doors open, and looked around to find nobody. 夏洛特 had made a clean escape.
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Sometime later, Mason awoke to the sound of running water. He sat up on his own couch, in his flannel and jeans. He sat up slowly, and looked around. His apartment was completely dark, except for a single dim light emanating fro the kitchen. He amble halfway through the room, before hitting his knee, on the low coffee table. He cursed under his breath, and continued into the kitchen. He saw a steaming hot plate of food, and a note. Mason reached for the note, which had a fork attached to it. It read:
Mason,
Thank 你 for helping me. I need to talk to 你 tomorrow, in the little hideout place we stayed in. When your all better, meet me there, and i'll tell 你 anything 你 want to know about me.
~Charlotte
Mason sat down to eat the steaming hot plate of pasta, and to ask himself if he was going to meet with Charlotte. Mason smiled to himself. "You know what Charlotte? Mob's hate us."
She had come for me...
When he suffers the consequences and loses everything he holds dear, she will give all she has to offer.
When he can't stand on his own, she will teach him how to walk again.
When he burns down the past in the name of making a future, she will salvage the memories worth keeping.
When he has no 首页 and no light to pierce the darkness, she will provide hers.
When he leaves, she will wait for his return.
When he wavers, she will hold him steady.
When he struggles with demons, she will fight with him.
When he won't listen to reason, she will knock some sense into him.
When he breaks, she will fix it and forge it stronger.
When he refuses to cry, she will wash his pain in her own tears.
When he cannot 爱情 himself, she will.
And when he finally conquers the odds, she will be there to say:
"Idiot. Welcome home."
And when he offers her half his life, she will give him ALL of hers. Because true love can't be bound by the laws of Equivalent Exchange. <3 God, I love this couple...
