BLACK LAGOON: Lady Luck
This Fan Fiction is rated M
(Which is exactly what a Black Lagoon story should be)
"The city looks pretty Romantic from here. I'm guessing that changes, right?"
"You are pretty sharp kid." The captain of the barge said. He looked at the kid worriedly. He wore a short gray trench coat with gray loose fit jeans and carried a pistol holstered at his left. What really stood out for the barge captain was the man's face. This boy couldn't have been more than nineteen and he came seeking passage to Ronapur. This was no place for a young man, but he kept in mind that looks were deceiving. The ship lurched as it docked in port.
"Thank you for the ride Mister. And I look younger than I am." The boy handed him a roll of money and walked toward the dock. He turned back to the captain and smirked. "I am twenty-one, and my name is Bayard. Just in case you were wondering." He waved goodbye as he stepped off of the ship. It was a long journey, but it would be well worth it in the end. Now he only needed to hitch a ride. He headed onto the highway and flagged the first car he saw making sure to conceal his pistol with his coat.
The driver stopped and rolled down his window. "You need a ride kid? Then hop in." Bayard nodded and climbed into the front passenger's seat. The driver set out toward the city not bothering to obey the non-existent speed limit. Bayard looked around the car finding various bits of trash in on the floor. He gazed out the dirty window trying to pass the time. Then, his eyes met the door handle or a slot where a door handle should have been.
"This door won't open from the inside. Would you care to explain that little detail?" He asked in an irritated voice. The man turned to him and grinned, showing off a row of yellow crooked teeth. Five minutes in Ronapur and he already met the most pathetic creep. "Are you up to something?" He asked with mock curiosity.
"You are taking your situation very well. That's good, seeing as how it's your own fault you got into a car with a stranger." The stranger unzipped his pants causing Bayard to roll his eyes. The man pulled a knife from his pocket and pointed it toward the young man. "This is how you pay for the ride." Bayard drew his gun quickly causing the man to freeze in place. He chuckled inwardly that the man hadn't even considered that he had a gun.
"You picked up a stranger in your car, so who is truly stupider?" He cocked the hammer of the gun and gave a neutral stare. "Pull over and get the fuck out." The man, who had a weight problem that Bayard hadn't noticed before, stepped out of the car allowing the young man to climb into his seat. "Have a nice walk." Bayard fired into both of the man's kneecaps causing him to collapse and scream on the side of the road. Bayard stepped out of the car and chuckled at the fallen rapist. "I'm kidding. I'm not that sadistic." He shot the man in the head and climbed back into the car.
"So, who is up for the yellow flag?" Dutch asked his crew with his classic smirk. Even working with their captain for so long, the Lagoon Company was still fazed by that smile.
"I'm up." Benny replied
"I'm kind of tired, I might stay in." Rock said with a tired sigh. This mission had been rough even for the Lagoon. He thought things would slow down a little after he got back from Japan. That was shot to hell the day they returned because Dutch accepted another mission.
It was supposed to be a simple ship robbing, but by some stroke of dumb luck, another band of pirates had tried to snake them. The battle took place aboard the ship they were trying to rob. They were pretty skilled for ragtag band. Well, it was more the fact that they had M4's than skill. This made for a hectic fight, but Revy was able to handle it as usual.
"The hell your staying in Rock!" Revy stood up from her seat next to him and yanked the former business man to his feet. "We need to settle our little drinking competition once and for all." The Lagoon crew rolled their eyes at her statement. It would end like it always did. That would be with both of them passing out on top of each other. Well, Rock didn't mind that so much, but he was tired. There was no arguing with Two-Hand Revy.
"Alright." Rock replied unenthusiastically. Revy smirked and dragged him outside to the car. Benny and Dutch looked at each other amusedly.
"I don't understand it Dutch."
"What's that Benny-boy?" Dutch raised an eyebrow behind his glasses.
"Why doesn't Revy just sleep with him already? I mean, he won't say no."
"You have a lot to learn about women Benny. Revy likes Rock. I don't mean in just a quick booty call; she actually wants to make Rock hers alone. And she doesn't want to do it by holding him at gunpoint." Dutch explained.
"I just got a weird thought about if those two got married. What would she look like in an apron?" Benny asked deep in thought. The two laughed lightly as the thought of Revy as a homemaker flashed into their heads. They stood up and headed toward the car, not wanting to keep their friends waiting.