Title: Exit Speed
Sequel to: The Pyramid
Universe: OFFICIAL Cave Series
Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Sam Winchester, Maudie, Desmond, Yarbro & others
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Chloe had only wanted time to herself without so many people who loved her worrying over her constantly. What she got instead was being stranded along with other passengers of her bus, a murderous biker gang, and Sam Winchester
The held the meeting outside, while still keeping an eye on the gang patrolling on the other side of their feeble barrier. The survivors huddled together, listening to the plan, and no one seemed clear as to what they wanted to do.
Chloe sat on the hood of a rusty washing machine, still playing with her watch.
"We'll die if we stay."
"We don't even know where we are."
"At least here we have something between us and them."
"The moment the others come they're going to mow this down to shreds!"
She agreed with every single one of those comments.
"We can hold!" Coach announced, growing annoyed with the people questioning his certainty.
"No we can't!" Maudie snapped back.
"I coach high school football!" Yarbro took a menacing step towards her. "I know a thing or two about attack and defense! And I say we stay and we hold!"
"We're not your high school football team!" Maudie didn't back down. "Our lives are at risk here! Not some stupid game! I have daughters I need to go home to!"
It was moments like these when Chloe wished the Predators had given her a combo spear as well.
After having survived the Warrior test in that pyramid, Lois had been given a high class warrior combo spear...while Chloe had gotten a fist-full of calthrop that had seeped into her body and apparently was making her bones very fragile.
Chloe didn't think that was fair.
What exactly had Lois done so much better than her to get the better prize?
Chloe's goddamned shoes were in the Predator Hall of Fame.
Why did that merit calthrop/bone de-generator?
She'd have much
preferred the pimped out combo spear.
It would've actually been useful right about now.
Thinking about the Pyramid and about the combo spear made Chloe think of Scar, and she wondered where the Predator was now.He
would have been useful to her too.
And he did owe her a couple of saves.
If she hadn't been unconscious when they'd left she would have forced a way out of him to contact him.Too late for 'if onlys' I guess.
"Don't be stupid!"
"Don't you dare call me stupid!"
The war apparently was going long and strong.
Sighing, Chloe undid the band of her watch and gazed at the skin of her inner wrist. There was a fine yet defined symbol there.
It was the symbol of the Predator Warrior, etched into her skin with Alien blood.
Both she and Lois had the symbols on their inner wrists as proof of having both slain a Serpent and actually survived the hunt.
Chloe looked up at the sky.
Really, these humans didn't scare her much.
If at all.
Her gaze went to the group fighting.
She was worried about them.
Chloe knew she could easily slip away into the darkness without anyone realizing it. She could easily escape these bikers and be on her merry way. But it was these humans who were keeping her back. They were a burden, yes, but she didn't really mind it.
She just wished that they'd stop arguing and lower their voices...and come up with a plan, of course.
"Now listen here!"
"We have no reason to listen to you!"
Apparently they'd be feuding for a while longer.
Her gaze lowered once more to her scar.-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-
Lois' gaze was on her scar.
"They've managed to triangulate enough to know that she's in Texas." Lex Luthor arrived at her side, pale and handsome as ever as he placed a hand on her shoulder. "They're just having problems figuring out what part of Texas she's in. Every time they think they've got it they lose signal."
Looking up from the Predator Warrior symbol etched on the skin of her inner wrist, Lois raised her eternally red orbs to Lex's face. "I just can't sit here and wait for the Nerd Patrol to finally decide to do their jobs right, Lex. I can't."
Lex could understand her sentiments, but he also knew that it didn't make any sense to just take off towards Texas without knowing exactly where they were going. "Lois, we need Chloe's exact coordinates. Once we know them we'll get on the fastest jet and head out there to get her."
"I just don't get what could have happened." Lois stood, edgy. "She told she was on a bus, right? But there haven't been any reports on any accidents, so what could have triggered the transmitter to start working? What's happening to her? Why can't we get through to her?"
Lois kicked at a metal trash can, bending it with the force of the blow.
Lex sighed, sitting down. "That's the twelfth thing you've destroyed since she left."
"Dock it from her paycheck."
paycheck?" Lex couldn't help but be amused at that.
fault I'm all worried, so, yeah
." Lois scoffed, as if this should be obvious.
Lex sighed, eyeing the brunette as she paced the room like an animal caged.
Lois' larger, ruby eyes weren't the only things that'd changed since she'd returned from Bouvetoya. She was stronger, inhumanly strong, even stronger than Chloe. But she wasn't as fast or agile as the blonde, and while her senses had heightened they weren't as sharp as Chloe's. Of course, they doubted that Lois was finished mutating, so they didn't know exactly the extent of her abilities, but thankfully being 'created' by Chloe had meant that Lois was a humanoid mutant like her 'mother' and not the monstrous side of the equation-like Jack.
"I can't do this, Lex. I can't." Lois took in deep breaths. "I need to find her."
"Without the transmitter-."
"I don't need a stupid transmitter!" Lois snapped, eyes flashing bright red and canines growing longer and sharper, resembling fangs. The brunette closed her eyes and looked away, taking in deep breaths. "Did my teeth just grow?"
Lex watched her in morbid fascinator. "You have fangs
Lois winced, eyes still closed tightly. "I thought so." She reached up and carefully poked at one. "This is so weird."
Lex quite agreed with her but knew better than to vocalize that. "They'll probably go away when you calm down. Your agitated state is forcing a reaction from your mutation. So what you need to do is calm down."
"I hate it when you're all know-it-all." Lois pouted, opening her eyes to glare at him. "They're uncomfortable, and it feels weird to talk with them. And if I'm not careful, I might bite myself."
Lex stood and couldn't help himself from walking towards her. "Open your mouth. Wide."
"I'm not some science experiment." Lois complained, but dutifully opened her mouth for him to inspect it.
Lex leaned in and tapped his finger against the fang. It was larger than the other teeth and one could easily tell it was sharp.
He wanted to test the sharpness but knew better than to risk getting cut and having his blood fall into Lois' mouth.
It wasn't that he didn't trust her, but he'd seen how Chloe had struggled with bloodlust during the first couple of months, and he didn't want to put Lois under any more stress than she was already.
The older man pulled away. "Interesting."
Lois glared at him.
One of the technicians rushed into the room, passing a piece of paper to Lex. "We've managed to narrow the triangle. Miss Sullivan is somewhere in this section of Texas."
Lex looked down at the map.
Lois did as well, eyes narrowing.
"We're still working, trying to narrow it down further, but the signal keeps going off line." The technician replied.
"Thank you." Lex nodded, dismissing the man.
Lois turned to Lex and grabbed the paper. "Drop me off in the middle of this and I'll find her."
Lex looked up at her, worried. "Lois, there's no way-."
"Lex. She's my pack. I know her scent and I can pick it up. I'm like a bloodhound, okay?" Lois pouted, her fangs slowly beginning to morph back into normal canines. "Okay, maybe I'm only a bloodhound with her scent, but still...this is enough. I can find her. And you can trace my signal."
He frowned, worried about Chloe, but also worried about the trouble Lois could get herself into.
"Lex." Lois reached for his hand and squeezed it, giving him that look she'd learnt from Chloe and knew he was powerless again. "Please
Lex wanted to be strong.
But Chloe and Lois were his two weaknesses.
And in the end, he ended up giving into their every wish, just like now.
"I'll talk to one of the pilots."
"Thank you!" Lois exclaimed happily, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. "I've got to go get my toys!"
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The fighting was still going on.
Chloe would have let it continue on without any interference...if Yarbro hadn't lost his temper and grabbed Maudie by her neck.
"Hey!" Chloe snapped, sliding off of the washing machine. "Get your hands off
Yarbro's face contorted in barely maintained anger as he let go of Maudie.
The redhead slapped him away. "You touch me again and I'll have my lawyer sue your balls off!"
Chloe arrived by Maudie's side and placed a hand on the woman's shoulder. "Okay, this is getting out of hand." She glared at the people who'd been doing nothing but argue with each other. "Remember that our enemies are out there
not in here."
"She's right." Sam sighed, running a hand over his hair. "We need to decide. And we're going to do it silently, simply."
"How?" Duke wanted to know from where he was standing next to Desiree, who seemed to be warming up to him once more.
"Those in favor of staying here and holding the fort, raise your hands." Sam announced.
Hands went up.
"Those in favor of trying our luck on the road, raise your hands."
Hands went up.
"This doesn't rally count, you know." Annabel spoke up, pulling a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. "I mean, Mr. Vargas is off doing whatever it is he's doing...and Chloe didn't even vote."
Everyone turned to Chloe.
She raised an eyebrow. "I don't care whichever you pick. I just want you to pick."
." Coach sneered. "She's waiting for the Enterprise to pick up her transmission and beam her up."
Desiree elbowed him in the ribs.
Chloe really wanted to hurt Coach. Instead she yelled out: "Senor Vargas?"
Mr. Vargas peeked his head out from the work shed he'd been in. "Si? Senorita Sullivan?"
"Estamos votando." She called back. "Usted que quiere hacer? Quedarse aqui or tratar de escapar?"
"Estoy trabjando, hay cosas que-aqui. Voto aqui."
"Okay." She nodded.
Mr. Vargas disappeared back into the work shed.
Chloe sighed and turned towards them. "He votes to stay."
Maudie glared and looked away.
Sam sighed, looking between the group. "The majority wins then. We're staying."
"We're going to die." Desiree whispered.
"We're going to need more weapons." Chloe countered, trying to think of a plan now that they'd finally made a decision. "They won't do much against guns, true, but if we're able to knock those bastards off of their bikes long enough to disorient them we could have a chance." She looked up above them at the rooftops. "We need snipers, ready to take out some from above. We only have one gun-."
"Excuse me?" Yarbro pulled his out.
Chloe raised an eyebrow at him. "This whole time you have done nothing but prove your incompetence when it comes to doing more than pulling the trigger, and considering the fact that you've wasted most of the bullets you'll only have a few to shoot into thin air before they're on your ass. So, let me amend what I was saying. We can only depend on one gun."
"That's it!" Yarbro snapped, face red in anger and embarrassment. "I have had it
with you and your disrespect you crazy bitch!"
He charged at her.
Chloe easily sidestepped.
He went head first into the washing machine.
And then he was down and out.
Chloe looked at the unconscious man, nudged him with her shoe, and when he didn't move she grinned and turned to the others. "Right, now that that
was dealt with, what was I saying?"
Duke eyed Coach with a little worry. "Is he dead?"
." Chloe replied, bending and pulling out the gun from where the Coach had had it. "Good news is we now have two guns. One with few bullets but still its more than what we had two minutes ago." She hesitated a second before handing it to Desiree.
The pretty dark woman nodded, accepting it and checking the ammunition.
Duke looked shocked at how knowledgeable his girlfriend seemed to be with a gun.
"Look around, find anything that could work as a shield." Chloe got right back into her planning. "We'll have Desiree, Sam and Annabel on the rooftops, picking off the ones closest to us...and when they drop, feel free to pick up guns and ammo. There are a lot of things here that we can use to burst the tires of their motorcycles, like tacks and rusty nails. All we have to do is coat the ground before us in them and that'll work on the motorcycles and at least have our enemy using their feet and put us somewhat on even terms. Of course, there's a lot of fine tuning we're going to have to do in this plan, but lets start getting ready so we can see what parts need to be amended and such. If you have any questions, feel free to ask Sam or I." She stopped, realizing they were all still watching her. "Lets do this tonight
Desiree nudged Duke and he left with her, the crowd dispersing.
Sam watched Chloe silently.
It made her a little self-conscious.
Annabel made her way to Chloe, worry on her face.
"You can do this." Chloe placed her hands on the younger girl's shoulders.
"I-I know. They're o-orcs." Annabel stammered, taking in a deep breath. "B-but my bows and arrows are in the luggage compartment back in the bus. And the bus is on their
Chloe smiled. "Leave that
Annabel looked up at the blonde in worry.