Finally Free RP

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  • Noa was kidnapped at 13 and forced to live in her captor's basement for 11 years. After 3 miscarriages and many escape attempted she became discouraged and depressed.
    After four years of captivity she became pregnant again. This one was successful and she bore her captor a baby boy.
    The baby gave Noa hope again. She started to care about living again.
    Noa started planning on at least trying to escape again. She knows she has to get it right the first time or she worries her captor may kill her child.
    Eventually they do escape, but sadly their captor also escapes and is never caught. Now Noa and her child, who has never seen the real world, must figure out how to live again after years of seeing nothing but the little cell in a basement.
    They meet another man who helped them escape and is very interested in them. Noa is afraid, but the child isn't. The man tries to befriend both, but is constantly pushed away by her.
    What will happen? Will they ever adjust? Will their captor show up again?
  • The cell is small. In the corner next to the door there's a tiny curtained off area that's the bathroom. In is a shower head(The floor has a drain), a toilet, and a sink.

    On one wall is the girls bed, underneath that is a small bin with their personal possessions in it. Directly across from that bed on the other wall is the child's bed, it's on the same side the bathroom is). S/He get a mattress on the floor.

    At the head of the girl's bed is a small washer and dryer stacked. The captor only provides soap for cleaning clothes when he feels like it.

    There's a small window at the very top of the wall on the kid's side of the room. It's a oneway window and is darkly tinted. (It's like one of those windows you see in basements that just peeks out about the ground.
 
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[spacer]The cool colors of the café soothed his soul, freeing him from the stress of his past. Gene clutched the mug between his palms, lowering his head as if he were praying. He'd barely touched the cake he'd ordered, he didn't deserve the sweetness he'd paid for.
[spacer]"Sir, is that all?" The waitress asked, possessing a sassy and apathetic tone.
[spacer]"Yes, I'm fine." Gene replied. He tried not to notice her rude tone.
[spacer]" 'kay, whatever. Here's your bill."the waitress slammed down the black mini portfolio onto the table. She turned swiftly and flicked her hair as she walked away.
[spacer]To any person, the waitress would have made a person leave a penny for their tip. It would have implied for them to get better and to stop acting like a snob. However, she'd cut loose some strands of anger that was withheld so he wasn't as dangerous. Gene's hands were shaking, not out of fear, but because he clutched the mug with such strength.
[spacer]He did leave her a penny for a tip. Gene walked strolled out, running his hand through his hair. He held up his smartphone, scanning through the news. They'd been talking about people that went missing a while ago and if he'd seen them. Tapping the article, he scrolled through and read the names. He'd never seen or heard of them!
[spacer] Gene's selfish thoughts didn't allow him to pass this opportunity by. Maybe if he found one of those people, he'd get a great reward! Plastering a small smile on his face, he became observant, watching anything that could be suspicious.

(Not sure what you want me to do. I'm just a hero that's oblivious to the hideout and everything)[/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer]
 
Noa sat next to Declan in the basement cell that was their world. Last night, or what she guessed was night..more of last sleep time Mr. Wolfe had come down and Noa was now exhausted because of what had happened. She was sitting on her son's little mattress and working with him on Serbian. She'd written down sentences in Serbian and was having Xander read them back to her out loud.

Declan's Serbian was very good and his reading was pretty good too. Honestly Noa was just trying to distract from the fact they hadn't been fed in a while. She softly corrected her son on some words and told him how to say them properly,

"Alright Declan, you try. Write out a little story for me." she encouraged the boy as she handed him the pencil, "Then we can do some exercising." she added.

For a while now Noa had been thinking of trying to escape again. She'd been doing more 'intense' exercising with Declan. Though since he was 7 it wasn't really intense it was just more strength based like push ups and such plus leg strengthening like squats, running in place, etc. She was also trying to devise a plan to get them out of here. She had a half baked one thought up, but wanted to think a bit more before telling Declan about it.​
 
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Ravel swings his bed from his bed and puts his hands to his head he had a pounding headache, due to the heavy drinking last night.
He also thought he heard Noa and Zander in the basement being loud which was making the headache worse. It also served to piss him off. He heads to the door to the basement and slammed it open. And began yelling. "You dumb bitch why can't you and your fucking brat be more quiet. How many time do I have to fucking tell you." He walks toward Noa intending on throwing her to the ground by hair and kicking her in the gut.
 
Noa looked up shocked when Mr. Wolfe came in. She cowered anxiously, but an idea sprang into her head when she saw Ravel had left the door open. She shoved her son hard,

"Run Declan!" she ordered him, "FInd a door outside and run...start screaming help!" she added. Taking a deep breath Noa lunged forward and grabbing Ravel's shirt used her momentum to pull him down. Of course he landed on top of her so it wasn't her brightest move yet. She could only hope and pray Declan knew what to do and could get out in time.

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Declan had been getting frustrated. Though he was a smart boy he was feeling very antsy and impatient today and didn't want to sit for school. He kept looking up at the light from the window. He wanted to go out there!

Declan started when Mr. Wolfe came in and was about to dive for under the bed when he got shoved. He looked at his mom shocked as she grabbed Mr. Wolfe and pulled him down. Unsure what to do the young boy did what his mom told him and ran. He darted through the door and turned towards a set of stairs not really sure where to go.

Once he got to the top of the stairs Declan started running around the house screaming and trying to find and exit.


Door with light...door with light. was all the child could think. He finally found a door with a window and tugged on it. IT didn't budge. What was he supposed to do now?

"HELP, HELP, HELP!" he screamed his boyish voice shrill. He was afraid of what was going on with his mom right now. He tugged on the door frantically not knowing what to do.
 
Ravel getting angered by what just happened gets himself up somewhat and drives a knee upward aiming for Noas chin. This is a bad day for this to happen espically when he had to meet with the Cobra gang today, and give them their order of meth. He then Rush's upstairs grabbing a barbwire bat that was outside the basement doors. "Come here Declan unless you want your mommy to be really hurt."
 
[spacer]Gene whistled to the song she'll be comin' round the mountain, digging his hands into his pockets as he strolled down the street. The man was getting awfully bored. He reminisced the days of when he was apart of his gang and the thrill he enjoyed when he committed crimes. It payed off being a little less bold than the rest of the members since he'd never been caught by anyone. Although, he was brawling occasionally with his members, it was sort of like payback for never getting caught when he was hit in the face.
[spacer]The man stopped. He waited for the hum of the cars to pass by so he could finally focus on the unusual sounds of the neighborhood. He had stopped in front of a [insert color here] house, and a cry of help had caught his attention. Suddenly, the list of missing peoples flooded his visuals, and he smirked. Maybe this was one of the people on the list. Scouting out the sound, he discovered a door with a window on it behind the house after trespassing onto the yard. The cries of help had gotten louder and he confirmed this was the site of their pleas.
[spacer]Holding his head close to the door and ear on the wood, he lightly knocked. "Is anyone there?" Gene asked in a playful voice. He knew it was not a fun matter to be locked up there, but he at least had to try and make light of the situation. "Knock once if you don't want out, knock twice if you want me to try and get you out. You seem a little stuck, whoever you are!"[/spacer][/spacer][/spacer]
 
Blood started to drip from Noa's mouth and she felt herself bite through her own lip. Her teeth ground under the pressure and she thought she felt a couple chip. Ignoring the pain Noa struggled to her feet feeling stunned. She stumbled after Ravel worried about what he was going to do to Declan. She could still hear Declan inside screaming she'd forgotten the boy didn't know how to unlock a door.

Keep screaming Declan, keep screaming. Was all she could think as she hurried up the stairs after her captor. At the top she saw Declan at the front door. He'd turned adn was facing both her and Ravel now.

"Mommy?!" Mommy?" her son called. He looked terrified she glanced at Ravel and saw what he was holding. She could feel her knees start to give way from terror. He hadn't used the bat that often, but he'd used it before. Noa hurried towards the door shoving past Ravel hoping she could get there in time to at least unlock it.

"Declan, turn the little lever above the handle!" She shouted at him as she shoved past Ravel not sure how else to explain unlocking a door. Declan just stared at her and Ravel with wide eyes.
 
Ravel tries to grab Noas hair and pull it to send her back down the stairs if it works Ravel will lock her down there as he deals with Declan if it dosnt he will threaten Noa that she's going to regreat that she'll have to be restrained while Ravel used the bat on Declan this time.
 
[spacer]Gene hadn't heard any knocks from the screaming person behind the door. Maybe they couldn't hear him. He dug his hands into his pockets, a bored look accompanied by drooping eyes sunk upon his face. "Ah well..." he murmured, slowly turning around to walk back. However, the screams were once more apparent to his ears, the voice had been calling for his mother. The voice had a rush of panic and urgency in it, and Gene couldn't help but to be affected by it. It was similar to the times when his gang members plead for help as they got caught by the police or beaten down by others. He perked up and turned abruptly. Gene reached for the door lever, pushed down and out. The door opened in, and it revealed a child looking up at a muscular man who held a bat, and a disheveled, dirty woman. She looked familiar, maybe from the list of missing victims.
[spacer]Gene had to think of an excuse for trespassing and breaking in. He scratched his head, thinking.
[spacer]"I... thought I was at my own house, maybe I'm wrong." Gene groaned, but a smile instantly popped up upon his face. "So what do we have here?"[/spacer][/spacer][/spacer]
 
Noa looked up when the door swung open. She saw a taller young man standing in the door frame. He just stared at the situation. Noa stood up from where she was after she'd been pulled to the ground by her hair. Stumbling over she grabbed her boy and pushed passed the young man. She was terrified. The pause in the conversation had given her enough time to get out, but she was worried. Who was that man? Was he one of Mr. Wolfe's friends? She stumbled towards the sidewalk.

Declan looked shocked when the door was swung open. He allowed his mother to scoop him up and allowed to her to carry him out. He stared outside a little awestruck by the sudden assualt of sounds, sights, and smells. He'd only ever been in his tiny basement and even though they were on a relatively quiet road it was shocking to see cars driving by, hear birds, everything was just new.
 
Ravel was pissed that this stranger opened the door to his house, even more pissed when Noa rushed out grabbing the kid. Ravel dropped the bat and pulled a 45 pistol from his side and pulls the top back putting a round in the chamber. He aims and fires three times at the stranger and twice at Noa.
 
[spacer]Upon seeing the pistol, he immediately moved in front of the desperate couple, rushing to escape. Instances like this happened all the time when he was apart of the gang, and he'd even gotten injured, but not by a gun. The first shot directed at him had grazed his cheek, and the second had grazed his left arm. The third, however, punctured him in his left shoulder. The other two rounds had either punctured his thigh or missed - the pain in his shoulder and the pulsing from his left arm and cheek washed over anything below. He groaned in pain, but he managed to push out the couple with his one good arm. his other arm had fell to the side, next to his phone in his pocket. He used little movement to put his hand in his pocket and dial 911 (or whatever your emergency number is).
[spacer]Because of being shot, the world seemed to slow. No, it seemed like he was slower than time. The ringing in his ears began to sound as he rushed to slam the door shut after they'd all gotten out. What is this? He thought. Am I dying? Gene looked down at the two that had managed to scramble out of the house. Panting, he used his good hand to pull out the phone that was on the line.
[spacer]"Hello? Are you there?" the person on the line asked.
[spacer]"Ah... yeah," he responded in an airy voice. Gene looked down at the two he had saved. "Could you send an ambulance?"
[spacer]"Yes, sir. Please tell us where you are."
[spacer]Instead of telling them where they went, Gene had dropped his phone. His whole body went numb with pain. Gritting his teeth, he pushed with all of his might to get the two to safety.[/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer][/spacer]
 
Noa hurled herself and dragged her son to the ground when she heard shots. She rolled over and saw their rescuer get shot. Noa was panicking...if Mr. Wolfe got them back she felt certain Declan would be killed as punishment and she probably would be too. She struggled to her feet feeling the presence of their rescuer behind her for a few steps as she got the road. She heard the man dial the cops but thend rop the phone as she looked back in horror as he fell.

Declan grunted when shoved to the ground and just followed what his mom did. He was in shock and sort of just going through the motions. He was panicking to the point he didn't know what to do.
 
This was going to hell. Ravel grabbed his keys near the door and a duffle bag loaded with guns and ammo. And Rush's to his dodge Charger and floors it onto the street turning in the direction of Noa, Declan, and the stranger. "FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!" Ravel yells as he slams his foot of the gas planning on running them over as he makes his get away.
 
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