A Rogue's Tale

Angel with the Demon Eyes: Part 2

The flashbacks continued as little Anna Marie and Remy are being held captive, but Remy has a plan of escape.

The song is Pink Floyd's On the Run. It's an instrumental but fits with this scene.

Anna Marie's eyes fluttered open slowly. She looked around to see where she was. Her body was shaking and she realized that it was cold in the sterile room she in and strapped to a metal table that felt like ice on her skin. There was something different though. The gag was no longer around her mouth, but she felt a slight pain around the corners of her mouth.

She looked over and saw that there was another table several feet away. The boy who occupied the cell next to hers was lying on it. His feet were bound, but he had one hand free. It looked like he was working on freeing the other. It both released some of her fear, but made her even more frightened at the same time. What if those guards came in an caught him? Then they both might get a beating, or worse.

Still, not being alone made her feel better about her situation, but more than anything she wished she was home safe in her room. "Remy," she whispered over to him. He looked up for a moment and smiled at her. "What are ya doin'?" she asked.

"Gettin' us outta here," he said and continued his work. "Now, just be quiet."

She did as he asked and soon, he was out of the restraints. He went straight to work on getting his legs free, which took of all about a minute. He hopped off the table and came towards Anna Marie.

"How did ya...?"

"Learned de codes from de last time I was in here," he said and gave her a quick smile which she silently giggled at. "Those scientists are so smart they're dumb."

Anna Marie smiled at him as he released the restraints on one of her hands. In watching him, she was able to duplicate his actions on the other one, while he released her leg restraints. She sat up with her legs dangling over the side.

"Come on," Remy said and waved his arm. "We gotta get outta here before dey come back."

"Ah can't. It's too high," she said and looked down at the distance to the floor. Even for a five-year-old she was small.

"Don't worry, Anna," he said, holding his hand out so she could reach it. "I'll help ya down."

For some reason she trusted him, and took the hand he offered her. She slowly slid off the table but stumbled onto the floor right on top of Remy. "Ah'm sorry. Ah didn't mean to..."

"That's okay, Anna," he said. "You didn't hurt me. Now, let's go." He took her hand and made a run for the door. He was about to punch in a code when the door suddenly opened.

A woman came in the doorway, a woman Anna Marie recognized as Tess. She gasped thinking they were caught before they even had a chance to escape, but Remy was prepared.

"Back off, Chienne," he said, pointing a needle at her. It was attached to a vial with clear liquid in it. "Me and de Petite here are leavin'."

"Then go," she said surprisingly. "Hurry, Essex is on his way."

"Come on, chere," he said, still holding onto Anna Marie's hand.

The two kids raced down the hall until they reached a door. "What's in there?" Anna Marie whispered to him.

"Storage room," Remy said. "Now, come on."

Anna Marie felt a shadow come over them, and she looked up to see the guard that had manhandled her. "There you two brats are," he said. He was about to grab Anna Marie, but Remy had stuck the needle in his leg. Almost immediately the large man became weak and fell to the floor.

She was about to scream, but Remy covered her mouth. "Don' make no noise, or we get caught for sure."

"Is he dead?" She whispered to him.

"Non, just knocked him out," he said while moving his head back and forth a few times. Now, come on."

He opened the storage room and led Anna Marie inside. He closed the door and reached into his pocket and pulled out a little mini flashlight. He waved it around and found the loose ceramic floor square and removed it from its place. There laid the tools he had lifted on his many attempted escapes. He picked up a screwdriver and held his flashlight to the air vent on the far side of the small room. He quickly unscrewed it and laid the metal panel against the wall.

"Come on, Anna, you go first," he said, but she hesitated for a moment. She had that frightened look on her face again. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you."

She nodded and entered the shaft. He soon followed and the two crawled through the air vents looking for a way out. Anna Marie kept going until she reached a pass going in two directions.

"Which way?" she whispered back at him. Remy had pulled out a piece of paper. It looked like some kind of map to Anna Marie, but in fact it was a schematic of the building. Remy studied it with his little flashlight illuminating it.

"Go left," he said.

She followed his instructions and crawled further until they reached a dead end. "Now what?"

"See dat vent," he said, pointing to the opening below her. "Dat's where we need t'go."

She shifted her position to give him access. He saw the screws on the other side, but he needed to bend the metal on the vent to get to them and reached into his pocket for a pair of large tweezers. It was hard, but he finally bent the metal enough to get his hand through to get access to the screw that was holding the vent in place. He had already worked the other side on his last escape attempt before he was caught. Finally, the screw was out and he shifted the vent to let them through.

"See, chere, piece a cake," he said and smiled at her.

Anna looked down. It was a long jump and the floor below was concrete. It looked very much like a basement, dark and dreary. "How we gonna get down?"

"I'll go first," he said. "Den ah'll get de ladder for you."

"Okay, Remy, but be careful," she said as he put his legs over the side.

He angled himself down, holding on by his hands. He looked down to see where the safest place to land would be. There was a pile of debris. It looked soft enough. He swung himself, then let go falling on the pile then rolled himself onto the floor.

"Remy, ya okay," Anna Marie whispered loudly from the vent opening.

He picked himself up and dusted himself off as much as he could. The dust in the air made him cough a bit and looked up to see the concern in her eyes.

"I'm okay," he said. "Now, it's your turn." He saw the ladder in the corner and shot himself towards it. It was heavy, but he managed to drag it over to the vent opening. "Okay, now, jus' climb down."

Anna Marie took her first step as her little body was shaking. She was slow at first, but with Remy's encouragement she gained the self-confidence to make it all the way down.

"I knew you could do it," he said, taking her hand. She smiled at him sweetly and brushed away the few strands of white hair that had gotten in her eyes.

"Now, where do we go?" she asked.

"We in de sub-basement," he said and then pointed to the left. "Dere a sewer grate over dere. We go through dere an' disappear before dey know a t'ing. Simple que cela." (Translation: Simple as that.)

"Okay," she said slowly. He led her through the grate and down the iron stairs. She held her nose as the dank smell hit her nostrils. "Yuk! This place smells bad."

"It's a sewer. Dey always smell bad. Don' worry, we be outta here in no time." He took her hand and led her down the tunnel.

"Where we goin'?" she asked as she followed him.

"De train station," he said. "Got t'get far away, so dey don' catch us. We be safe soon enough."

To Be Continued...

This will continue in the next part. Will Anna Marie and Remy be caught? Find out next time.