Whitechapel

‘… Of Heroes and the Misunderstood’, a joint Six Sentence Serial written by Clark at The Wakefield Doctrine and myself.

All previous parts can be found here, in The Story So Far. Now, the story continues…

The SUV with darkened windows screeched around a corner without stopping, onto a dual carriageway heading in the direction of London City, causing the driver of a red double-decker bus to swerve the vehicle and use his horn as an outlet for his frustrated anger.

Inside the SUV, Rue DeNite hastily locked her seat belt in place, and, making the sign of the cross, sternly looked at Moonbeam who was driving; Moonbeam laughed and said, ‘don’t worry, I’ve never hit anything or been hit by anything yet.’

‘Yet being the key word, you… nutter,’ Rue mocked an English accent as she laughed saying the last word, ‘but don’t forget that to me, we’re on the wrong side of the street… which makes this all the more exciting.’

Moonbeam smiled and swerved the SUV between several more cars, causing Rue to scream, before driving through a red light as he turned right onto another road, across the path of two lanes of oncoming vehicles, who hooted and flashed their headlights, not that Moonbeam paid any attention. Rue flinched slightly in her seat as she saw how close the vehicles were to them.

‘Whitechapel…’ Moonbeam pointed to the road ahead, as Rue looked at him thinking he’d suddenly become a super fast tour guide or something, ‘according to the map we need to make our way around here… but,’ he pondered for a second, ‘I can’t see a helicopter landing anywhere near here.’

Posted for Six Sentence Stories. Denise has chosen Outlet as this week's prompt word.