//------------------------------// // Dating Blues // Story: The Ballad of Rainbow Dash // by Ron Jeremy Pony //------------------------------// GTA: The Ballad of Rainbow Dash Chapter 8: Dating Blues (Warehouse District Smelly Tuna Warehouse – Hove Beach – Thirty six hours later) “She’s a looker ain’t she Cutter?” a voice said. Dash growled as she worked on the ropes around her wrist. Six hours earlier she and Niko had been working with Brucie and Tracy to get the coke out of that old shipwreck. They had moved it to a pair of power boats that Brucie had, and then transferred it over to four vans. Niko had questioned Brucie about this, but Tracy explained that she came up with the idea. If something to happen to one of the vans there would still be three vans left full of the stuff, and they could still sell it. It had made sense, and in the end that’s what they did. What they didn’t realize that someone had been watching them. It should have been expected. If Brucie knew the story about the shipwreck then she guessed that other people knew as well. It was surprising that no one had checked before now, but maybe they had simply thought that anything worth stealing off of the ship had been destroyed by the bombs. Instead their actions had drew the attention of one of the motorcycle gangs and once they started moving those sorry bastards began to fall on them. Niko told them all to split into different directions and try to meet up back on Bohan. She had split off, headed toward the tunnel to Algonquin, and hoped that they wouldn’t follow her. Instead they seemed to focus on her van and even with her firing at them as she drove they managed to blow the tires out. She checked to make sure that she had a spare clip and got ready for them to attack. She tried to back the van out, and fire again on them, but another van slammed into the side of the van she was using. She heard a few voices before blacking out, and now she was tied up in this warehouse. “I’m going to enjoy breaking her in. I mean it boys. I’m going to crack that ass open and take it for a test drive. I bet she’s a screamer,” Cutter said. “MMPH YMU!” she exclaimed through her gag. “Got a dirty mouth little girl, but don’t worry none, ‘cause we’re going to teach you how to use it,” the other one next to cutter said. “Any news on the other vans?” Cutter asked. “They managed to get away from some of the other brothers, but they figure that we managed to get about a hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars worth of coke off of that one van,” the other one said. “Damn, I bet it was about the same on all of them. Still, not too bad. It should keep us in fun for a while,” Cutter said. He walked over to her and she felt him pawing at her breasts through her shirt. “Nice and athletic,” he said. She growled at him and he drew back his hand and slapped her hard. “If a bitch growls you got to give them a slap,” the other one said. “I like calling it the pimp hand, but a slap is fine,” Cutter joked. She looked at them. They had tied her up, and they had put her in this warehouse, but they hadn’t exactly cleared out her pockets. She felt her cell phone vibrating and she moved in the seat a little. There was a moment where she wasn’t sure if it answered or not, but then she felt it vibrate again. Niko had hung up, but not because he didn’t want to talk to her. If he called her he had hoped she was alive, or at least that those sons of bitches had her phone. If they did then that meant that he could link the GPS together once she tried to answer. Tinkle Wireless wasn’t the best phone company in the world, but when it came to useless crap like linking GPS locators it was amazing. Of course right now she could kiss the code monkey that had written the app. She wasn’t sure where he was, but he knew where she was, or her phone was, and he would be heading here. “Cutter, let’s see what she looks like topless,” the other one said. “Yeah, hand me your blade,” Cutter said. The other one handed him an eight inch knife and he placed it against her throat. “Move and I’ll cut you. Don’t move and I might not, but either way when we’re done teasing… We’re going to start having some real fun,” he said. She felt the blade move down her, not really cutting into her, but instead lightly scraping until it reached the collar of her t-shirt. He pulled it down and the material began to give to the blade. She felt him take his time. It was obvious that he was enjoying this, and she figured that he wanted her to feel weak and helpless. What he didn’t know was that she was getting her hands free, and hopefully Niko would be here when she was ready, if not she was going get started without him. “Look at that… Someone’s already been cutting on you huh darling. Damn shame,” he said. She felt the bonds getting looser. She tried not to alert him to what she was doing. Let him look down her shirt, let him see her breasts if that was what the son of a bitch wanted, but she couldn’t let him know that she was almost free. There was a squeal of a seat of tires and gun fire erupted from outside. “Shit! It looks like they came looking for her!” one of them exclaimed. “Motherfucker! Get out there and mow the son of a bitch down!” Cutter exclaimed. She felt the rope finally slack off enough and she worked a hand out. When she did her hand came up and hit Cutter hard in the throat. He stepped back confused as he dropped the knife. She grabbed it, cut the tape on her legs, and then looked at him. She could hear the gun fire still going on, but it was slowing down. There was no doubt in her mind it was Niko. These bastards might have been a bad ass gang, but her Niko… He had been a soldier, and he knew how to make his shots count. She rared back and kicked forward landing a swift kick in Cutter’s balls. He grabbed them in pain as she grabbed the rope she had been tied with and got ready. He got on his hands and knees to get up and she jumped on his back. The rope came across his neck and he tried to get her off of him. He tried to roll over to get her loose, but she wouldn’t let go. She felt the bulk of him as he tried to squirm, but she held on until she felt him starting to stop moving. She slacked off and pushed him off of her. To her surprise he was still breathing, but it was slight, almost as if she had choked him out instead of killed him. Seeing him in this situation she worked on pulling him toward the chair. Still, he was a good deal heavier than he looked. She heard someone walking in to the room and looked up to see Niko. He ran toward her and she dropped her would be attacker and met him in an embrace. They kissed and she felt him pull her tight against him. “ljubavi,” he said. He didn’t speak his native language around her too often, but she smiled at that. He was calling her love. She leaned her head against his chest. “I knew that you would get here,” she said. “How?” he asked. “That’s who you are. I know that I can depend on you, and besides, how you feel about me is how I feel about you,” she said. He looked at the body on the floor. “Who is this?” he asked. She growled as she kicked Cutter in the side of the face. “Someone that’s going to learn a hard lesson about threatening Rainbow Dash,” she replied. He looked at her and helped put the man into the chair. It didn’t take long before they had his hands bound. Once that was done she taped his legs to the chair legs and then took a bottle of some kind of liquid on the floor and poured it on his head. “Smells like piss,” Niko said. “He deserves it,” she replied. He began to stir for a moment. “Huh what?” Cutter asked. She held her hand out and Niko put a gun into it. Dash held her gun against the forehead of Cutter and sneered at him. “What was it you said about my ass motherfucker? Huh? What was it?” she asked as one of her rainbow colored bangs fell down in front of her eye. “N…. Nothing,” he said. “No, I think a few minutes ago you said something about cracking my ass open and taking it for a test drive. Funny, when my boy Niko showed up, kicked your friends’ asses, and then proceeded to help me tie your ass up your tune suddenly changed. So, how about we play a nice game of truth and ponyshit. If you lie I shoot you. If you tell the truth I think about letting you go. Where is the fucking coke?!” she screamed the question. “I…. I don’t know!” he screamed. She shook her head and shot him in the kneecap. “Ponyshit! Now, where is the motherfucking coke?!” she yelled. “Back at the clubhouse!” he screamed. “How many of your boys are left?” she asked. “Dozens of them,” he whimpered. “Ponyshit!” she yelled as she shot his other kneecap. “Ten! There’s ten left!” he whimpered. “Good, now, do you like cupcakes?” she asked. “Yes!” he screamed. “Wrong answer motherfucker,” she said as she shot him between the eyes. She handed the gun back over to Niko. He stopped her and looked at her. A bruise was already starting to form where the bastard had hit her. He kissed her again and felt her wrap her arms around him. “I know we need to get the coke back from them…” she started before he stopped her. “No, I’ve already cut Jacob in on the deal. He was to help me find you, and then find the coke. There is another person I am going to contact about helping get the coke back. He does not like these men, and I know that he will not have a problem killing them to get it back,” Niko said. “Do you trust him?” she asked. “I can trust Mr. Klebitz to do the work for the money. He has no love for these men, and besides if I know Jacob he will also have Badman there to help make sure that he doesn’t try to take off with the coke,” Niko said. They walked out of the warehouse and she looked at the car he had driven to find her. It wasn’t the dukes. She was thankful he hadn’t brought the muscle car, but instead it looked like he had borrowed someone’s hatchback. A puddle of antifreeze and oil under seemed to tell a story it not going anywhere. “There,” he said. She walked with him over to a motorcycle as he hotwired it. After a few seconds the engine started and she climbed on the back of it. “Hold on,” he said. She did and with a jump the motorcycle sped off. She felt it speed through the warehouse district and enjoyed the feeling of riding like this. They neared a turn and he slowed down for a second. “Want to go home?” he asked. “That sounds good,” she replied. They headed toward the penthouse and she enjoyed the trip. It was cold, but that was normal for Liberty City. It was kind of surprising that yesterday had been as warm as it was, but it appeared that the storm that had blew in was also bringing back the cold arctic air with it. She didn’t mind though, and it didn’t take long to get back home. They walked in, both shaking off the cold, and took the elevator ride up to the penthouse. Once there she headed straight for the shower. She wanted to clean off the smell of those bikers, and she wanted to let that experience go down the drain with the water. She closed her eyes and stepped into the hot water that was running, after she undressed, and felt the wonderfully hot water cover her. The door the shower opened, and she felt a pair of arms wrap around her. “We could both use a shower,” Niko said. After they both washed each other, which was something she decided was going to have to happen again, They got out of the shower and heard someone knocking on the door. She groaned, got dressed, and walked to the door to find Brucie standing there with Tracy. She stepped back a little surprised as the two of them came inside. “Sorry to drop by unannounced, but we wanted to make sure you were all right. I mean if you can keep up with that serious Red Army Niko then there’s no problem, but we just wanted to make sure that you weren’t hurt,” Brucie said. “No, I’m fine, thanks though,” she said. “Thank God! I was scared out of my mind! They tried to follow me for a while, but I lost them through a gated community. I was never so glad to get rid of a van in my life!” Tracy said. Dash smiled. “So, ummm… since you two are okay what do you say to a little dinner to celebrate? I know a good place!” Brucie said. “Brucie they might want to be alone,” Tracy said. “Naw, I bet that Niko’s seriously starving after pulling some of those Red Army moves, and besides, I’m paying,” Brucie said. “Okay, we’ll go,” Niko said as he came out the bedroom. “Seriously Niko, if you two want a little alone time…” Tracy started. “Trust me, I know Brucie, and if he gets an idea into his head it’s best to go with it. We’ll go,” Niko said.