Another impact jostled the ship violently. Inside the cramped cell, The prisoners slid from side to side, trying to keep their balance so they would not hit the bars. To some, this task was easier to them than to others.
"Woah! Helllp? Ahh--Jim, that you?"
"Ge-ene, you're strangling me...can't...breathe..."
"Oops, sorry."
"Mreeeeeeaowwwwww----*zZzZt* AAAAA-"
Apparently, Aisha was not very good at keeping her balance.
"Jim--help---woah--*zZzZt* AAAAA-"
Apparently, neither was Gene.
Suzuka remained silent. Her sharp eyes were trained on Melfina, who was wobbling about, holding onto Gene for support. Something was different about her, she was sure of that. But what? She shrugged internally and decided that she would know the truth when the time came. As another shot made direct contact, Suzuka strained to stay upright. It was a pity she didn't have her sword to help.
She wondered how Ron was doing...
~*~
Ron and Harry tumbled down the corridors, in the direction of the cell. Ron figured they needed all the help they could get right now. Harry was lagging behind slightly, carrying the immense array of weaponry that belonged to the crew of the Outlaw Star. Huffing, puffing, and tumbling, the pair came closer and closer to their destination.
Ron wondered how Suzuka was doing...
~*~
Hazanko gingerly sat down, groaning softly as he felt his old brittle bones popping. He was getting old..
But never old enough for pirating.
He would never be too old for pirating.
*crack*
Hazanko winced. It seemed his body was deteriorating rapidly. Tentatively rising once again from his seat, he strode to the viewscreen displaying the El Dorado and the Shangri-La towing the Outlaw Star. The pirate smiled. Soon, everything he rightfully deserved would be his. It would only take a matter of time.
//My dear Melfina.. I cannot wait for you to be mine again.//
(A/N-ok...um, Melfina x Hazanko too, for some odd reason...*shrug* oh well, on with the fic)
~*~
"Ron! What are you doing here? I thought you shits were out killing whoever's shooting at us."
"Can it, dipwad. Here." Ron nonchalantly tossed the caster gun to the bewildered outlaw. "We can't do it alone, unfortunately. We need your help."
Aisha snarled. "And why should we help you?"
Harry's eyes were dull. "To save Melfina, to save the Outlaw Star, and to save us all."
Melfina started. "What? What is that supposed to mean, exactly?"
Harry semi-glared at her. "Just forget it."
Suzuka took the sword from Ron, gazing into his eyes just a fraction of a second longer than needed. Ron felt his face flush slightly, and quickly turned away.
Another impact. The ship jolted harder than before, and the faint sound of straining metal could be heard.
"We'd better get going. Hurry!" The others tore after Ron, not knowing what would happen.
Not knowing what lay ahead.
(A/N- yea yea so what if it's corny)
~*~
NOTES FOR REVIEWER(S):
Kylie person: Since when did Melfina die? She's just not 'in there' now. With all due respect, read more carefully next time. And BTW, angst is my style. Don't like it, don't read, it's as easy as that.
OTHER NOTES:
Forgot to tell you- Flames that are sent for no apparent logical reason will be posted, ridiculed, and severely cursed at, thus probably bumping the rating up to NC-17. Thank you.
"Woah! Helllp? Ahh--Jim, that you?"
"Ge-ene, you're strangling me...can't...breathe..."
"Oops, sorry."
"Mreeeeeeaowwwwww----*zZzZt* AAAAA-"
Apparently, Aisha was not very good at keeping her balance.
"Jim--help---woah--*zZzZt* AAAAA-"
Apparently, neither was Gene.
Suzuka remained silent. Her sharp eyes were trained on Melfina, who was wobbling about, holding onto Gene for support. Something was different about her, she was sure of that. But what? She shrugged internally and decided that she would know the truth when the time came. As another shot made direct contact, Suzuka strained to stay upright. It was a pity she didn't have her sword to help.
She wondered how Ron was doing...
~*~
Ron and Harry tumbled down the corridors, in the direction of the cell. Ron figured they needed all the help they could get right now. Harry was lagging behind slightly, carrying the immense array of weaponry that belonged to the crew of the Outlaw Star. Huffing, puffing, and tumbling, the pair came closer and closer to their destination.
Ron wondered how Suzuka was doing...
~*~
Hazanko gingerly sat down, groaning softly as he felt his old brittle bones popping. He was getting old..
But never old enough for pirating.
He would never be too old for pirating.
*crack*
Hazanko winced. It seemed his body was deteriorating rapidly. Tentatively rising once again from his seat, he strode to the viewscreen displaying the El Dorado and the Shangri-La towing the Outlaw Star. The pirate smiled. Soon, everything he rightfully deserved would be his. It would only take a matter of time.
//My dear Melfina.. I cannot wait for you to be mine again.//
(A/N-ok...um, Melfina x Hazanko too, for some odd reason...*shrug* oh well, on with the fic)
~*~
"Ron! What are you doing here? I thought you shits were out killing whoever's shooting at us."
"Can it, dipwad. Here." Ron nonchalantly tossed the caster gun to the bewildered outlaw. "We can't do it alone, unfortunately. We need your help."
Aisha snarled. "And why should we help you?"
Harry's eyes were dull. "To save Melfina, to save the Outlaw Star, and to save us all."
Melfina started. "What? What is that supposed to mean, exactly?"
Harry semi-glared at her. "Just forget it."
Suzuka took the sword from Ron, gazing into his eyes just a fraction of a second longer than needed. Ron felt his face flush slightly, and quickly turned away.
Another impact. The ship jolted harder than before, and the faint sound of straining metal could be heard.
"We'd better get going. Hurry!" The others tore after Ron, not knowing what would happen.
Not knowing what lay ahead.
(A/N- yea yea so what if it's corny)
~*~
NOTES FOR REVIEWER(S):
Kylie person: Since when did Melfina die? She's just not 'in there' now. With all due respect, read more carefully next time. And BTW, angst is my style. Don't like it, don't read, it's as easy as that.
OTHER NOTES:
Forgot to tell you- Flames that are sent for no apparent logical reason will be posted, ridiculed, and severely cursed at, thus probably bumping the rating up to NC-17. Thank you.
