Dance Moms - Claudia (2) Sand and Wave

Chapter 38 : High Ground

Masha climbed on top of a hill, it offered her a full view of the island, with the exception of land far to the south, every direction stretches into the horizon. Far ahead of her stood what looked like a radio tower, with dishes and antennas sticking out the top.

"Stop what you're doing." she heard a voice from behind. "Get up!"

Slowly raising her hands, she turned and stood up. It was a young man with an assault rifle at his hip, he's eyes widened as Masha slowly rise, and continued rising, until he found himself in her shadow.

"Get on your knees!" he gulped.

"Damn it! Make up your mind!"

"Hands behind your head!"

Masha complied, the man drop his rifle and pulled out the zip-ties.

"Let me ask you a question."

"Shut up!" he reached for her hands.

"What size clothes do you wear?"

"What?"

Masha reached out, at kneeling position her hand jabbed directly to his crotch, squeezing it tight in her fist. The man's face turned blue in seconds, suffocated and dropped to the ground.

"Boy, I wish you were bigger." she took his gun and radio, making her way to the radio tower.