A/N: I am so sorry. I know I promise a lot of things and I end up not following through with them, but I really am sorry. I've been so busy lately and it's just really getting to me. Hopefully this summer will be better. I really need a relaxing summer.
I'm not abandoning my stories though so here is the extremely late chapter.
IMPORTANT NOTE: I'm not even going to try British accents. I'm sorry, but I will screw it up or seem mean or something and I really don't want to.
I would also like to point out that the ending took a completely different turn than the one that I expected. Just a warning.
The four teens decided to send one along the beach, one to the boardwalk, and two to the city. That way, they could get more money without double stealing from someone—they were already feeling guilty enough as it was. Caster would walk along the boardwalk, Bolt would walk along the beach, and R and Arrow would take the city.
Caster POV
Am I supposed to feel guilty about this? Yes, but I feel more guilty than the average person would, or so I think. I feel like stealing a bit of money from people goes against all of my morals, but I don't even remember what my morals are!
"Hey, hot stuff!" I looked behind me as a whistle sounded. Two guys, dressed in nothing but swim trunks were winking and catcalling at me. My eyes narrowed.
"Aw, don't give us that look! We can show you how to have a good time, princess!"
Okay. That was it.
"Evig meht cimota siegdew!" The swim trunks on both guys were suddenly yanked up, causing the two men to let out not-so-manly shrieks. The back of the swim trunks rose higher and hooked onto their heads. Caster smirked and whispered.
"Evig em ruoy yenom." Against their will, the two guys, tears building at their eyes, took their wallets out of their pockets and handed them to Caster.
"W-Witch!" one of them yelled.
"Yeah? Who will believe you?" Caster glared and walked away. She spoke in a bored tone, "On eno lliw rebmemer siht."
She didn't feel so guilty anymore.
Bolt POV
Just keep runnin'. Just keep runnin'. Just keep runnin' runnin'.
Where the heck did that come from?
Oh well.
I'm hungry.
I hope we eat soon.
How long has it been?
Two minutes?!
Aw, come on!
I have one hour, fifty-seven minutes, and twenty three seconds more until we can go get lunch.
I should probably be finding money for said food.
Oh! There's someone right there!
Swoosh!
"Ha! Got your wallet!"
Oh, crap. Did I say that out loud?
CRAP I DID.
Runrunrunrunrun!
"Sorry!"
I am sorry, but I really want food.
I'll pay her back somehow.
For now, money! And then…
FOOD!
Oh, another wallet.
"Ha! Got your wallet!"
Dang it!
I'll learn eventually.
Arrow POV
"Do you feel bad about doing this?" R asked. I thought for a moment.
"A little bit, but it's necessary. Being hungry kind of makes guilt seem insignificant." R nodded but still looked troubled.
"It's just…I have this strong urge to do the right thing, and stealing is not the right thing. I know it's necessary, but I feel so disappointed with myself." He laughed weakly. "It's stupid, isn't it."
I grabbed R's shoulder, stopping him from walking past me. I spun him around and gripped both of his shoulders. "Look at me, R. I know it doesn't feel good to do this, but we need to. It's not stupid. I completely understand why you feel that way. Stealing is wrong, but we have to do this. I'm sorry, R."
R closed his eyes and let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I know. That's why we're doing it. It's just…when I was thinking about it, I suddenly thought what if 'He' found out."
"Who's 'He'?"
"I don't know. Right after thinking that, I tried to remember who he was, but it only caused my head to hurt. With all of this guilt over doing such a small crime as this, and with thinking about disappointing some guy, it makes me think that I might be the son of a cop or something."
"I don't know." Arrow shrugged. "But it's possible. You should be thinking about remembering more. Remembering what you have is a great start, but it's not enough."
"I know. Now come on, we don't want to let Bolt tease us about not getting any money."
Arrow smirked, "You're on, R. Last one to get money has to watch Bolt eat."
"Deal." R grinned and held out his hand. Arrow shook it and they both ran off.
All POV—2 hours later
The bell tolled once, causing each of the teens to look up. Each sighed with relief, except for Bolt, who cheered and sped to the meeting spot, much to the surprise of the poor citizens who happened to be in his way. They soon met up and began to count the money.
"Alright, guys. We have about ninety pounds. That should pay for lunch, right?"
"It might not for Speedy Gonzalez here." Arrow pointed to Bolt.
"I can go grab some more." Bolt offered.
"Let's just wait until after we eat lunch. If we don't have enough, we can send Bolt out to collect more money, but only enough to pay for lunch. After that, we'll collect a little more for supplies for the forest. I'm only saying we do it after so that we don't steal more than we need to. I already feel guilty enough as it is." R pocketed the money. "Everyone ready?" Everyone nodded. "Alright. Let's go."
"A hundred and fifty pounds! How do you eat a hundred pounds worth of food!" Arrow was glaring at Bolt.
"Quiet down! You're drawing attention to us." Caster shushed Arrow.
"It doesn't matter now. He already ate the food, so we have to pay for it. Bolt, go out and find more money."
"Aye aye, captain!" Bolt saluted and left.
"What are we going to do, R? Bolt used up all of the money plus more! We can't keep stealing." Caster looked around to make sure no one had heard her as she whispered. "I already feel guilty enough!"
"We'll figure something out, Cas. Don't you worry." R smiled encouragingly.
"I'm back!" Bolt raced in and dropped the money on the table. "That should pay the bill."
"Bolt!" The three teens harshly whispered.
"What?"
"Don't use your speed like that. It was fine when you were taking money, but we need to keep a low profile. You need to hold back on using it so much."
"Oh. Sorry."
"Come on. Let's just pay and go. We've already drawn enough attention to ourselves." R stood up, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"I don't think you'll be going anywhere. We don't like metas around here." The manager tightened his grip on R's shoulder. "You'll be coming with me. The police have already been contacted."
"Run!" Bolt knocked the manager away, giving R the chance to escape. The four teens burst through the doors of the restaurant.
"Get them!"
"Caster! Do something!"
"I-I can't! I don't know what to do!"
Sirens rang out behind them. The teens looked back to see police cars chasing after them.
"What are we going to do?"
"We need to go to the forest! It's the only safe place! Come on!" Sirens, screams, and feet slapping the pavement were the only sounds that could be heard. A bullet flew past Bolt's head. He paled as he glanced back.
"Uh…Guys?" Bullets began to whiz by the poor teens. One caught R in the leg, causing him to trip and cry out.
"R! Hsarc ruoy srac otni hcae rehto!" The police cars suddenly swerved. Screams rang out and the teens stared at the destruction in horror.
"Caster…"
"P-Please. Let's just go. Before they get up." Caster knelt next to R and slid his arm around her shoulders. "Please."
Arrow and Bolt nodded, but not before giving each other a look. The teens hobbled off. R looked back at the carnage—screams and fire and blood—and dropped his head in shame. He was the leader. He shouldn't have let this happen. He was supposed to protect people, not let them get hurt.
"Oh, Caster…What have you done?"
A/N: Again, I am so so so so so so so sorry about the super late update. I've been so busy with coming back and catching up and it's the end of the year so my school is piling so much crap on us. I'll try my best to update this summer, but I will also be on a two-week trip to Europe from June 8-22. I won't be able to update, but I might be able to work a little on the chapter. It depends. Again, thank you for being so patient. Review!
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