I clicked off the TV and stood up. もっと見る news on the infamous Green Hornet. The police were getting angry about the vigilante, but I was neither way about the whole thing. The doorbell rang and I shouted, "Coming!"
"Still on school newspaper? あなた know the only stories people want to hear are ones about the Green Hornet." I rolled my eyes.
"Would あなた please tell me why you're dragging me out today?"
"To break あなた out of your paper cell." She continued to drag me to the Dave and Buster's about a mile from my house. She waved a leaflet about game specials under my nose, and shrugged, "You could write an 記事 about it."
We stayed way too long and it was dark when we left. "Was that so hard?" Lana laughed. The 通り, ストリート lights flickered as we walked.
"Who is that?" I squinted to see what appeared to be a man standing at the bend in the road. We stood there for a moment. The man walked away.
As we approached the corner the man had been standing at, we were instantly surrounded によって at least thirty other men. "Brett," Lana whispered, "you got your mace?" I nodded slowly. Before I could pull it out of my pocket, a man grabbed my arms, and held them behind my back. I kicked wildly and screamed as they grabbed Lana.
"Hello, beautiful," one man growled at her. She screamed and thrashed wildly with no effect on the man. The man 次 to him pulled something out of his coat. I heard a metallic click and saw the moonlight glinting off the blade of a knife.
A deafening screech tore our view to a handful of men being thrown into the air. A huge black car plowed through the crowd. Two men stepped out and began clobbering the men surrounding us. "There's too many! Get in the car!" The skinnier guy shouted, grabbing Lana. The fatter one grabbed me and we were tossed into the back of their car.
"Ho...ly...crap..." Lana gasped. "You're the Green Hornet! And his...driver?" The man driving groaned.
"Kato."
"And Kato!" Lana was beside herself as she took her camera out of her purse. "Quick, Brett! Take a picture of them for the school paper!" She tossed me the camera. The man driving (Kato, apparantly) turned sharply and I was smashed against the door.
"Sorry about that." He 発言しました and straitened up. We drove into a parking ガレージ and up to the 上, ページのトップへ level. "I think we ロスト them." Kato 発言しました and turned back to us. That was the first good look we got at him. He was oriental, with dark eyes and dark hair under a black hat. A glossy black mask covered the rest of his face.
"Great." The Green スズメバチ, ホーネット said, "Hiding from a gang in the middle of the night with two underage girls." As he ran a hand through his hair, Lana snapped dozens of pictures. I slapped the camera out of her hands awkwardly.
"Dude," I whispered, "we probably were almost killed!" She shrugged and picked up her camera. Before she could even process that information, the car was speeding through the parking ガレージ again.
"Where are we taking あなた fine ladies tonight?" Kato asked, the car flying down Morris Dr.
"1938 Lois Lane." I replied. He made a left turn. Then a right. Then left, and we were outside my house.
We got out shakily, and Lana practically collapsed after she opened the door. "Is she going to be ok?" I nodded as she laughed hysterically, clutching the camera. "Are あなた ok?" Kato gently held up my arm. Blood trickled down to my hand.
"I'm fine." I lied, trying to pull my arm from him. He produced a bandage from nowhere, and places it over a gash on my arm. He tipped his hat, hopped back into the car with the Green Hornet, and sped off.
"The pictures are gone!" Lana cried. I shut the door.
"Still on school newspaper? あなた know the only stories people want to hear are ones about the Green Hornet." I rolled my eyes.
"Would あなた please tell me why you're dragging me out today?"
"To break あなた out of your paper cell." She continued to drag me to the Dave and Buster's about a mile from my house. She waved a leaflet about game specials under my nose, and shrugged, "You could write an 記事 about it."
We stayed way too long and it was dark when we left. "Was that so hard?" Lana laughed. The 通り, ストリート lights flickered as we walked.
"Who is that?" I squinted to see what appeared to be a man standing at the bend in the road. We stood there for a moment. The man walked away.
As we approached the corner the man had been standing at, we were instantly surrounded によって at least thirty other men. "Brett," Lana whispered, "you got your mace?" I nodded slowly. Before I could pull it out of my pocket, a man grabbed my arms, and held them behind my back. I kicked wildly and screamed as they grabbed Lana.
"Hello, beautiful," one man growled at her. She screamed and thrashed wildly with no effect on the man. The man 次 to him pulled something out of his coat. I heard a metallic click and saw the moonlight glinting off the blade of a knife.
A deafening screech tore our view to a handful of men being thrown into the air. A huge black car plowed through the crowd. Two men stepped out and began clobbering the men surrounding us. "There's too many! Get in the car!" The skinnier guy shouted, grabbing Lana. The fatter one grabbed me and we were tossed into the back of their car.
"Ho...ly...crap..." Lana gasped. "You're the Green Hornet! And his...driver?" The man driving groaned.
"Kato."
"And Kato!" Lana was beside herself as she took her camera out of her purse. "Quick, Brett! Take a picture of them for the school paper!" She tossed me the camera. The man driving (Kato, apparantly) turned sharply and I was smashed against the door.
"Sorry about that." He 発言しました and straitened up. We drove into a parking ガレージ and up to the 上, ページのトップへ level. "I think we ロスト them." Kato 発言しました and turned back to us. That was the first good look we got at him. He was oriental, with dark eyes and dark hair under a black hat. A glossy black mask covered the rest of his face.
"Great." The Green スズメバチ, ホーネット said, "Hiding from a gang in the middle of the night with two underage girls." As he ran a hand through his hair, Lana snapped dozens of pictures. I slapped the camera out of her hands awkwardly.
"Dude," I whispered, "we probably were almost killed!" She shrugged and picked up her camera. Before she could even process that information, the car was speeding through the parking ガレージ again.
"Where are we taking あなた fine ladies tonight?" Kato asked, the car flying down Morris Dr.
"1938 Lois Lane." I replied. He made a left turn. Then a right. Then left, and we were outside my house.
We got out shakily, and Lana practically collapsed after she opened the door. "Is she going to be ok?" I nodded as she laughed hysterically, clutching the camera. "Are あなた ok?" Kato gently held up my arm. Blood trickled down to my hand.
"I'm fine." I lied, trying to pull my arm from him. He produced a bandage from nowhere, and places it over a gash on my arm. He tipped his hat, hopped back into the car with the Green Hornet, and sped off.
"The pictures are gone!" Lana cried. I shut the door.
