Chapter 12: A Bloody Secret
She pulled into the drive way and staggered to the front door, trying not to fall over. She knocked, then waited about five seconds before she knocked again. Drake opened the door. The first thing he saw was the blood dripping through her shirt.
“Still got that first aid kit I gave you?” Rebbeca asked. Drake put his arm around her waist and helped her inside. He took her to the dining room table and helped her onto it. He left the room as Rebbeca laid down on the table. Drake came back with a few towels and the first aid kit.
He cut off her shirt and saw the bruise from the other bullet. “What happened to you?” He tried to clean up some of the blood. “I thought you started wearing a vest.”
“I do, but he hit me twice in the same spot, pushing the bullet that was already there, in me.”
Within minutes, Drake had the wound stitched closed, and was wrapping it.
“I bet you’re glad I taught you how to sew.”
“Who did this to you?” He helped her sit up.
“Card Shark.” She could see the anger in his face. “But he doesn’t even know he broke the skin.” Drake’s face didn’t change. “You should’ve seen what The Crystal Girl did to him.”
“She was there?” he asked, as he finished wrapping.
“Long enough to save me.”
“What did you tell her?”
“I thanked her, and then politely told her to get lost.”
“The city doesn’t need another hero.”
“But you do,” Drake told her, and left the room. He came back a minute later, and helped her put on one of his shirts.
“I don’t know who to trust, I can’t lie to another person.”
“Then don’t. Tell her.”
“Because you know who she is.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because you haven’t brought it up,” Drake said. “So, how long have you known?”
“Since I met her.”
Drake helped her off the table. “It’s not a bad idea to have a side kick.”
“Maybe you’re right. If she wouldn’t have shown up when she did…that’s the closest someone has gotten to killing me.”
“Then tell her.”
“You don’t even know who she is.”
“I don’t care who she is, as long as she has your back.”
Rebbeca sat for a minute, thinking. “Fine. I’ll go to her house on the way home.”
“No, I’m the one who should be saying thank you. Again, you saved my life.” She hugged him. He hugged her back lightly, so as not to hurt her. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Don’t say that. Remember what happened to that one guy?”
“That was a movie, Drake.”
“Oh, well.” He walked her to her car and watched her drive away. He sighed. “I think it’s time to take the Destiny suit out for a test run.”
Rebbeca pulled into Abigail’s drive way and walked up to the front door. She knocked, and then Abigail opened the door. “Hey, what’s up?”
“We need to talk,” Rebbeca said.
“Okay.” Abigail led her to the living room, where they sat down. “What do you want to talk about?”
“I know your secret and I think it would be better if you knew mine.”
“You’re The Crystal Girl,” Rebbeca said calmly, “and I’m Dark Vengeance.”
“I need to know you won’t tell.”
“Why would I tell?”
“I know. I won’t tell. Besides, it would hurt me, too.”
“Thank you.” Rebbeca held her side as she stood up, reminding Abigail that she was hurt.
“So, I see you’re still alive,” Abigail said, concerned.
“I told you I’m fine.”
“And you also told me to get lost. So what changed your mind?”
Angel Brown sat in a chair with her legs propped up on the side of the table, while she watched Rachel mess with the broken monitors.
“Finally,” Rachel said, as one of the monitors turned on.
“One down, twenty to go,” Bandit said, as Alley Cat helped Rachel. Bandit can’t help but think of the last time he saw Alley Cat. But back then, she didn’t have a code name. She was the only one he trusted, until he met Angel.
“Now, what?” Angel asked.
“I need to see what junk is on the computer, so I know what I need to fix it,” Rachel replied, as Oystra walked in the room.
“We have a problem,” she announced.
“What kind?” Alley Cat asked.
“Turn on the TV.”
Rachel turned on the TV, and switched it to the news. “Breaking news, the man known as Card Shark, has been taken into custody by Dark Vengeance and The Crystal Girl.”
Oystra turned off the TV.
“Great leader,” Angel said, sarcastically.
“I say we go get him,” Rachel said, “show Dark Vengeance we mean business.”
“I’m liking you more and more.”
“Rachel, what are your powers?” Oystra asked.
“Don’t worry, I can hold my own.” She put her hand on her necklace. It was pure black with red diamonds.
“That’s good enough for me,” Angel said.
“So, let’s go get our leader,” Alley Cat said. One-by-one, they all left the room.
“When did you start being a hero?” Abigail asked, as they sat in the living room.
“When I was eleven.”
“Does anyone else know about us?”
“My parents and Drake know about me, but no one knows about you.”
“Well, you’re good. I never thought you were Dark Vengeance.”
“Good. That’s the way it’s supposed to be,” Rebbeca said.
“So, what now?”
“If you want, you can be my side kick.”
“Whatever,” Rebbeca said. “So, what do you say?”
“Yes,” Abigail said, rolling her eyes. “We should put together a team.”
“Of what? It’s just us.”
“Someday, you’ll see that putting a team together was a good idea.”
They got up and walked toward the door.
“So, what now?” Abigail asked.
“We wait.” She stepped out onto the front porch.
Rebbeca smiled, as she thought of her first time as a hero. “For the villains to make their move.” She started walking to her car. “Oh, and if you need me…,” she put on her sunglasses, “you know where to find me.”