Hello I'd like to thank Izzia for giving me a wonderful suggestion! I hope I did what you asked because I felt the same way about the first chapter! It was kinda jumpy. I hope this is better! Thanks again!

Dis: Don't own anything except well...no no nothing...

Reno was hoping never to have to come back down her for a while. Knowing very well that forever would never be enough to get rid of the feelings he had for the slums.

Sector 2 was the hang out for all gangs in the slums, almost a neutral zone where no one was allowed to touch anyone. It was more of an unspoken rule, but somehow it stayed intact. 2 was the place to relax or pay someone to help you relax.

Reno was the one who, under normal circumstances, would pay for someone. Wether it be drinks, drugs or love, it didn't matter to him as long as he got his fix.

He and Rude walked around the bustling street of the slums. It was that time of day when everyone was in the same place, above the plate it was called rush hour or something. Reno wouldn't know he didn't own a vehicle.

"Reno..." He jumped. Rude talked...? He stared dumbfounded at his now almost silent companion.

"What?" Reno finally asked after a moment of awkward silence.

Rude considered his words for a moment, "Where?"

"Where we goin'?" Reno's city slur started to kick in, "We goin' to the Celest Bar my friend."

"..." Reno rolled his eyes and walked on quickly. It wasn't that far away now and you could see it's flashing blue neon lights. It was a bit of a whore house in general, but with a bar and a dance floor.

Not that this was different from any other bar here. However most of them didn't give youthe feeling that it was alright to be under the plate. The Celest did. It let you dream and gamble everything.

Reno stopped roughly seventy feet away from the building. Memories started to flood his mind. Memories of happiness and regret, "I wish that had never walked in there." He shook his head and concentrated on his mission at hand. He looked at Rude, "Can you stay out here? I think two blue suits would be a bit much for these people, you know what I mean?"

Rude nodded and watched Reno walk up the steps and disappear it the blue abyss.

Reno was hit with the smoke of every drug probably know to man. He had been straight for six months except for his cigs of corse, "This could be bad." He mumbled to himself.

"Hey red head!" Reno looked at the bar. A young bartender nodded to the back of the room, "The right corner."

Reno nodded and walked to the back at his leisure. Looking for quick exits and such. When he finally reached the back he acted calm and cool, "Excuse me are you the-"

"Hi Reno." A small tender voice floated up to him.

He backed away shaking his head, "No..."

"Reno please...just-just listen to me!" A small petite woman sat in front of him. He brown hair had been cut to her shoulders now and her once playful brown eyes were full of fear.

Reno couldn't think. His chest burned with pain and he wanted to throw up. Annabel was sitting in front of him. He would've liked to have pulled out his weapon at that moment and just kill her. He couldn't though.

His mind reeled of what to say, but the only thing that made it past his lips was, "You bitch..."

She closed her eyes and turned her face from him, "I know I deserve that-"

"NO! That was mercy! Something you don't know! What you deserve is worse then death!" His feelings for the past year and a half poured out of him like a raging waterfall.

"Reno!" Annabel stood up and looked him full face, "I know you want to kill me alright! I know and I'm gonna let you! But right now I need your help! I need the Turks! Okay! Just please sit down and listen to me please. Please..." She was near tears and Reno's heart couldn't take it. There were so many things he wanted to say. Things that would hurt her and things that would bring her back into his arms.

"You have twenty minutes to convince me why I should help you." Reno brushed past her and sat in the booth.

Okay I think this is better then the first one so thanks for reading! And please review.

Astaroth The Fallen