I first want to say THANK YOU to The Rookie for letting me write this.
Second, hope you all enjoy, this is just the start and I'll add chapters as I go along
7:00 PM, October 30
Penelope took a long sip from her cup as she sat in the old coffee shop near the Mission. It had a slightly greasy texture to it which she liked as she swirled the bitter brown liquid in its mug. As she took another sip she admired the fresh forearm length scar on her left arm. It was a few weeks ago some jerk sliced her with a knife, clean to the bone, which forced her to get stitches. She remembered how she got looked at right away from some skeezy clinic. She was after all becoming a bit of a celebrity.
"What am I doing" Penelope muttered to herself as she looked at the chipped table top she was sitting at. It had been a good long year since she killed Eli Bentley and since then she's been chased by police and loved by the public. But what was the point? What was the end game?
She looked outside and saw people walking around in their costumes. When Halloween lands on a weekend it just seems like an excuse for people to walk around in disguise for three days straight. Penelope smiled at the hilarious "sexy" costumes and the guys playing out their weird power fantasies. She kept looking as she watched a tall thin man in drag dressed in a short plaid skirt, a fishnet top and a black bra carrying a baseball bat.
Penelope realized who he was dressed up as she left the diner leaving behind a few bills. She started to chase after him and yelled to get his attention as he turned a corner. As Penelope followed him she saw a couple of guys surrounding her drag doppleganger.
"Faggot, who the hell are you suppose to be?" A guy in a construction man costume pushed him as he asked.
"I'm Penelope Whatshername of course!"
"Oh you going to use that bat on us if we harm you?" Another guy dressed up like a Captain Jacksparrow pirtate chimed in as a friend of his dressed like Superman threw the first punch.
Penelope quickly grabbed her bat from off her back as she ran up and swung it hard into the belly of the guy dressed as Superman as she said "no but I will!" She pulled her bat away as she spun it in her hand as the guy dressed as Penelope crawled behind her.
"You going to defend this piece of shit just because he's dressed like you?" Asked the construction worker as the Superman guy held his stomach starting to stand.
"I'm going to defend him because I think you're all a bunch of ass holes." Penelope swung her bat as the construction worker ducked the swing. A fist coming towards her face from the pirate as she backed herself against a wall holding her bat up. Stepping forward she jabbed the end of her bat into the belly of the pirate as she swung out again nailing the construction worker in the face.
Penelope kept her bat high as the faced off with the Superman. She pulled back to swing when something grabbed her bat. She turned around as a guy dressed as a Cowboy punched her hard in the face, sending her spiraling backwards as he pulled the bat from her hands.
"Now that you don't have your little toy just how tough are you?" The cowboy snickered as he said that when all of the sudden he was knocked out from behind. A girl with long blonde hair pulled her leg down from the kick to his back as she picked up my bat and tossed it over to me.
The Superman tried to throw a punch at her as she weaved her head, grabbing his arm and twisting it as Penelope winced at the sound of cracking bone. Her eyes saw the Pirate making a run as she pulled her bat back and swung it hard at his head, knocking some teeth out as he was sent flying to the concrete.
The Construction worker looked at the two girls as they stood side by side of each other as he said "fuck you bitches!" Running away Penelope sighed as his companions joined him. She turned to the man dressed as her as she helped him up.
"You should call the cops. Those assholes don't deserve to get away." He nodded at Penelope as he ran off.
"Look I don't know who you are but..." Penelope's words were cut off as she reacted quickly to a high kick shot out by the blonde girl. She stumbled back bringing her bat up as she screamed "what's your fucking deal... uh...."
"The name's Oleander. And I only saved you because my orders were for you to start this with me unscathed. I do admit I did find it a little annoying you had to go and play hero."
"Who the hell sent you anyway?"
"Someone you don't know but who knows you very well. Now your reputation precedes you but let's see how good you really are."
The girl held her hand out as she motioned for Penelope to come at her. Penelope gripped her bat tight, confused by the situation, but more then happy to fight her way out of it. She swung hard, aiming for the head which Oleander ducked. She waited for the blonde to straighten up as she landed a solid swing into the girl's side. Oleander winced in pain as she held onto the bat, preventing Penelope from stepping away as she brought her foot up and kicked Penelope hard in her firm stomach.
"Olewhatever, I don't have time for this shit!"
"You're going to have to make time because I got all night." Oleander stuck out with a quick Jab that Penelope dodged. She followed up with a swing of her bat that Oleander blocked with her arm. Penelope swung her head forward, headbutting Oleander as the girl screamed bringing her face up to her nose. Penelope raised the bat over her head and came at Oleander with an overhead swing that Oleander blocked with her hand. She gripped the bat hard as she flipped Penelope on the ground over her shoulder.
Penelope rolled on the sidewalk as she tried to get back onto her feet. She pushed her right hand down onto the concrete as Oleander lifted her foot and stomped on it hard. She ground her heel into the hand as Penelope screamed, tying to push Oleander away.
"It's probably broken now but let me add a little something as I tell you what's going down. There's a hospital about twenty block away from here. You're probably going to need to see a doctor about this hand of yours. You have till sunrise to make it to the hospital. Now of course I won't make it easy and my boss certainly won't make it easy."
"Why are you doing this you sick bitch!"
"That's for us to know and for you to find out. Consider this your handicap because I'm not sure how well you'll swing with just your left hand."
Oleander finally pulled her foot off as stood there. Penelope was rolling in pain as she tried to sit up up against a wall. Tearing at her stockings she tried to rip off enough fabric to wrap around her broken right hand that was shaking. as both girls looked at each other directly in the eyes.
"I need to go Penelope but let me just say, welcome to Hell Night." Oleander walked off into a darkened Alleyway as Penelope finished up tying up her hand. Screaming as she tightened it as she tried to stand up. Her bat in her left hand she tried to will away the pain and started running north.