1st of August, 2079. Little China, Watson.
"Chelsea? Chelsea you in there..?" Kendrick knocks on my front door and gets no response.
"Ugh.. that's 3 days now.." He mutters to himself, worry and concerning etched onto his face by my lack of a response.
"Kendrick? How come you're here?" Kiera asks with a sigh, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms whilst approaching; her curiosity peaked.
"I need to speak to Chelsea.. I was a little shitty before and I've been think about it a lot but she's not answering the door. I'm getting worried." He responds, sounding regretful and frustrated.
"You don't blame yourself for what happened do you?" Kiera asks with concern, looking more sympathetic than before.
"No… I just… I still was shitty. I shouldn't have antagonised her I-" He answers before trialing off and continuing again. "I just don't think I handled it the way I was supposed to and I wanna talk things out with her." He explains as Kiera nods in confirmation and agreement, walking towards the door.
"Yeah I get it. I actually came because I wanted to talk to her too. I saw her a few days ago and she sounded.. regretful. Sorry. I dunno, maybe I was just putting too much hope in her." She shrugs, knocking on the door before stepping back, putting her fingers on her chin.
"That's… weird. Maybe she's out on a job?" Kendrick asks as Kiera shakes her head, frowning in realisation.
"No… nah that can't be it. She… she never goes out this early; it's only 7 o'clock. Plus her OS' been offline or disconnected for 3 days, coincidentally the last time I saw her." Kiera comments as Kendrick returns the frown, slowly noticing Kiera's point.
"So where is she then?" He asks seriously with determination and ready retaliation in his voice.
"Something's happened. Either taken, or killed, or both. And we're going to find her." She states almost knowingly, looking ready for action.
"Wait- i'm all for this but if someone was able to capture Chelsea they have to be of some importance. Are you sure we're strong enough to take them? And do we even know where to start?" Kendrick counters, seemingly thinking about this more than Kiera is.
"Well Vincent's a good start. Especially since I saw her last there. He's the prime suspect so we start there and go from it." Kiera replies before turning and walking down the stairs and through my ghetto.
"Okay… okay I agree." Kendrick nods and follows Kiera as she walks off, determined to get me back.
Kiera and Kendrick arrive in Vincent's territory, the guards immediately raises their guns but Kiera uses her pistol to execute and walking through them with purpose.
More guards appear and hide behind cover because of the high alert from my attack 3 days ago.
"I just want to see Vincent. That's all! Just one chat and we'll leave!" Kiera calls out as a tracksuited the 30-ish year old male before her.
"What do you want Kiera?" He sighs loudly in itritation and boredom, crossing his arms. "I've grown real tiresome of you and Chelsea." He adds on
"Speaking of Chelsea, where is she?" Kendrick calls out confidently as the guards keep pointing their guns and Vincent listens with confusion.
"What do you mean? I ain't seen her. Hardly even heard'a her outside of her shooting up my territory." He calls back, shifting his weight and lighting a cigarette.
"Yeah bullshit Vincent. If anyone has her captured, it'd be you." Kiera comments as she steps forward before a loud, heavy calliber bullet hits the stone just before her and Vincent holds a heavy revolver, cocking it back and priming it again.
"Don't take another step. We ain't got her or you'd have heard about it. We woulda shot her dead in her apartment. That wasn't us. Neither was it us who primed that gun in her house." He replies firmly and bluntly.
"Oh yeah? How'd you know there's one in there then?" Kiera counter questions and in response, Vincent repeats the same thing he said prior. "She stormed in here and let half of the entire area knew. That choom's lucky none of us were badges."
"So what, you expect us to believe you?" Kendrick queries as Vincent sheugs silently.
After a moment or 2 of a pure, tension high standoff, Kiera finally lowers her gun and turns.
"I swear Vincent. If you've hurt her." Kiera comments with contained rage theough gritted teeth and clenched teeth.
"You're both dumber than you look. I wasn't even here when this shit happened, I was out in Northside sorting out my own shit. Chelsea nor you are important or threatening enough for me to give a damn about either of you." Vincent remarks, rolling his eyes and turning; walking away again.
"That's why you've been harassing us for just under a year." Kiera responds before storming back out the way she came with Kendrick.
"Well what now?" Kendrick asks whilst they storm out of Vincent's territory, Kiera gun still in hand and pissed while Kendrick looks more concerned and apprehensive.
"No clue. One thing's for sure though; we're not giving up yet. Not until I find the fucker who took Chelsea." Kiera insists whilst Kendrick counters.
"Look, we don't even know for sure if she was taken. Maybe we just wai-" Kendrick tries to reason with Kiera but she gives him a razor sharp glare.
"If we do that she might die. Her life is on a timer and i'm not wasting it." Kiera insists, leaving the alley and calling someone on her OS; her eyes turn deep blue as she dials a number.
"Hello?" The called man speaks, waiting for what Kiera wants.
"Mark. Chelsea's been kidnapped. You're coming to help me find her." She demands as Mark makes. Confused noise on the other side of the phone.
"And who told you that? I'm busy trying to fix a guy's lighting in his house." He responds, a small spark sound heard on the other end and elicting a quiet "ow" sound.
"Do I sound like I give a shit? Chelsea's life is in DANGER if she's even still alive; and you're too busy playing electrician to come help?!" Kiera speaks furiously
"What do you want me to say Kiera? She's your friend, not mine. This… business of you; I don't want any part in. Plus what would Riley think?" He asks as he continues working on the lighting.
"I'm sure your girlfriend wouldn't care if you were home a LITTLE late because your saving your sister's best friend asshole!" She counters as Mark sighs loudly.
"Kiera, I'd help if I could but-" Mark says, now feeling slightly guilty and regretful.
"Uh huh. I'm sure. That's why you're choosing to stay Idle now." She remarks harshly before hanging up, groaning loudly.
"Didn't go well..?" Kendrick asks as Kiera covers her face, tears leaving her eyes.
"No, of course not. Told me that he couldn't help because He's at work and worried he'll be home late to his girlfriend." She answers while shaking her head; her voice cracking a little as tears stream down her eyes.
"Hey. Hey it's okay.. i'm sure she's alright. She's strong… she can handle it.." kendrick replies with reassurance, hugging Kiera softly as she sobs.
"Dammit Chelsea… you stupid choom… why do you have to be so damn reckless..?" Kiera mutters as Kendrick rubs her back gently, continuing to offer reassurance.
"She just can't stay out of trouble ever. Has to live on the edge all the time.." Kiera continues ranting before finally, 5 minutes later, Kiera sniffles a finaly time and wipes her wet face.
"Thanks Kendrick.." She smiles softly, expressing her appreciation for Kendrick's support.
"It's okay. Let's just think about this for a minute, okay? Does Chelsea have any occasional hang out spots? Have you tried calling her? Does she have any family in NC?" Kendrick asks, eluding to possible suggestions to where she could be.
"No family. None of my calls went through… I know a few spots she hangs around so I guess we could look there. Kiera answers and Kendricks nods.
Kiera dials a number and a couple minutes later, a woman stops at the side of the street in a 4 seater red and black Colby, weaing a loose, off the shoulder tank top and black jeans with a small portion of her black hair tied into a bun and the rest of it flowing to the back of her neck and faint oil stains on her hands.
"Kiera. Who's this?" The woman asks, raising an eyebrow and smirks, sizing him up.
"This is Kendrick. Kendrick, this is Jamie, another of my friends. She's a mechanic." Kiera introduced the 2, Jamie and Kendrick shaking hands before stepping back from each other again.
"Nice to meet you Kendrick. Heard a couple of things about you. Only good things though." She comments as Kendrick shares a similar line of dialogue.
"So what's the problem?" Jamie asks as Kiera looks down and to the side quietly, almost afraid to say it.
"Chelsea's missing. We're looking for her but we need a driver." Kendick explain for Kiera as Jamie immediately hardens.
"I'm sorry, WHAT?! When was this?!" Jamie asks in shock and immediate anger as Kendrick explains.
"We literally only found out an hour ago but apparently she was last seen by Kiera 3 days ago." He responds as Jamie nods in understanding.
"Well it's about time you called then. Come. We're going now." Jamie instructs, the other 2 following suit behind her.