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Syaoran's Angels 2: Angels Forever
Chapter 11: Double doublecrossed
"Good morning precious," Tomoyo drawled.
Uri looked up, blinking blearily.
"Wha…" she slurred out, trying to clear her vision.
"I hoped you enjoyed your flight," Tomoyo continued lightly, "We are now in the U.S. of A and you're are now officially under arrest, pending trial… bitch."
Gritting her teeth, Uri still manages a ghostly smile.
"Aren't you going to read me my rights? Isn't that what you goody good shoes do?" she managed to rasp out, "I want my lawyer!"
"And I want a skinny latte with cream and cocoa powder on top," Tomoyo snapped back, "But hey. We live with what we've got."
"And you've had to live with a very flat chest," Uri taunted, her voice still slurred.
"Oooo… your words slash me," Tomoyo smirked, "But correct me if I'm wrong, a helpless woman tied to a chair is hardly intimidating."
"Untie me then we'll see who's intimidating."
"Hmmmm…" Tomoyo paused to think, "No."
Uri glared at her.
"You think they want come for me? The others are going to come and get me you know," she sneered, "And you can't stop them."
"Oh don't worry," Tomoyo grinned nastily, "We've counting on it."
Michelle appeared in Uri's line of vision, her arm heavily bandaged from her fight with Sandra.
"Tomoyo, stop taunting the helpless captive," Michelle called out, "We need to plan. They're arriving."
Tomoyo shrugged.
"Fine," she turned back to Uri, "Stick around cause this is going to get interesting."
Gagging the assassin, Tomoyo walked off with Michelle. Uri's head slumped down in defeat as the door slammed shut behind them plunging her into darkness.
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Nakuru tapped on Touya's window as the CIA agent looked up.
"What?!?" he barked.
Nakuru rolled her eyes at his lack of manners.
"A report just came in," Nakuru told him, "Hijami's place's been raided. The chips are gone."
"They have them?" Touya asked, eyes sharp.
Nakuru shrugged.
"Don't know. They should be reporting in soon."
"Good," Touya nodded, "Have them route the call into my office."
His fellow agent nodded and hurried off as Touya turned back to his paperwork with a sigh.
"Man, the reports going to be huge on this one!" he sighed as he continued to write.
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Anthony strode into the cabin of the plane, his dark eyes glistening with malice.
"The pilot says we should be landing soon," he announced.
Verona remained silent as Jonathan nodded. Across from him, Sakura glanced moodily out the window, her dark eyes staring at something only she can see.
"Sandra?" Anthony called out.
"I heard ye boss," Sakura replied, "Soon."
Anthony nodded and took his seat as Jonathan leaned forwards.
"So what's the plan?"
"They'll know we're coming to L.A.," Sakura replied, "They would've already discovered there's a private plan coming direct from the United Emirates. My guess is they will make contact with us at the airport to arrange a ransom."
"You said they knew where they were held," Anthony pointed out.
Sakura nodded.
"I do. I found out during my time amongst them as a spy that they usually keep their captives in a secure safehouse at the outskirts of town…" Sakura trailed off, "But they may shift her somewhere even more secure. There's an underground bunker they use… I'll show you the way."
Anthony nodded satisfied.
"But we still need to get that last chip back," Jonathan reminded them.
"It'll be impossible," Anthony growled, "If their past actions are anything to go by they would've passed the chip on onto the government by now."
"Damn!" Jonathan swore.
Sakura/Sandra shrugged.
"We've still go three of the chips. We can obtain the last one later," Sakura dismissed the idea.
The plane's PA system turned on.
"This is your captain speaking," the pilot announced, "We've preparing to land now."
"It's showtime people," Anthony smirked at his team, "It's time to break some angels."
Verona merely nodded as Jonathan and Sakura returned his evil grin.
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Michelle glanced up into the sky. A dark shape, a plane was beginning to descend.
"Game faces people," she told her fellow Angels and Eriol, "The mobs about to arrive."
Meiling nodded coldly, her face still bruised from her fight as the Cobra Mark's plane began to land.
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Xiaolang looked up blearily at his clock. With a groan, he rolled over in his unkempt bed knocking an empty scotch bottle onto the ground. It landed with a crash as he swore loudly and clutched his head in pain.
Wearily he sat up, rubbing his temples.
"Morning," he growled to the world.
Slowly crawling out of bed, Xiaolang winced as he stepped on a half empty bottle of Vodka. Growling in frustration, he bent to pick it up.
He froze.
A picture of Sakura, her emerald eyes dancing with joy was staring up at him. For the longest time, he just knelt there, his dark feverish eyes staring at the photo of his beloved Sakura.
"I'm sorry," he croaked, tears spilling down his empty face.
He straightened suddenly, tearing his eyes away from the photo as he ripped the cap away from the vodka bottle and bought it to his lips.
Still weeping he began to drink himself into numbness.
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Anthony climbed down the stairs of the plane, his dark eyes roving the runway of the small airport they had landed at. A cruel smile lit up his handsome face as he spotted someone standing beside a car a few metres away.
"Looks like the gang's all here," Jonathan smirked.
"Looks like," Anthony sneered.
Sandra/Sakura merely rearranged her yellow veil to hide her face better as she climbed down the stairs, Verona's towering form bringing up the rear.
"Anthony Collins," Michelle Hutton called out.
"Angel," Anthony drawled as he closed the gap between them.
"Stop right there," Eriol slid out from the car, his eyes cold as the barrel of his gun locked onto Anthony's chest.
Jonathan immediately brought up his gun but Anthony waved him down.
"Relax, Jonathan. These good people just want to talk."
"We wants the chips and you want Uri," Michelle began without preamble, "We trade. Tonight. Eleven o'clock. At the docking port, Lot 316."
She turned to leave.
"How do we know she's even alive?" Anthony demanded.
Michelle turned back with a cold grin.
"Guess you'll have to just trust us," she smirked.
The Cobra Mark agents just stood there and watched as Eriol and Michelle climbed back into their car and drove off.
Anthony cleared his throat.
"I want to raid them. Now."
"Sure thing boss," Sakura smirked, "I'll show the way."
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Touya's phone began to ring as he started. Smiling, Touya grabbed the phone.
'How are the roses?'
"Flamboyantly red," Touya supplied the answer to the pre-arranged secret question.
Now their double agent knew it was safe to speak.
'Three of the chips are in our possession,' the man told him, 'The Angels get the fourth and Sakura thinks they would've passed them onto the proper authorities by now.'
"They have," Touya replied, "I just got the memo."
'Good. We've in L.A. now.'
"WHAT?!?"
'Uri's been captured by the Angels and they want a trade off at Lot 316 at the Docking Port tonight at Twenty-Three Hundred,' the double agent told him quickly, 'What's the plan?'
Touya bit his lip, a myriad of possibilities flying through his head.
"Make sure the deal goes bad," Touya commanded him, "Make sure the Angels end up with the chips and Uri. It makes our job a lot easier. But whatever happens make sure Anthony gets away, we need him… remember that."
'Affirmed,' the man replied, 'I better go.'
"Be careful."
'I will.'
The line went dead as Touya sighed and leaned back into his chair.
"You better know what you're doing," Touya muttered, "Otherwise this can go a hundred ways to hell in a blink of an eye."
With a sigh, Touya called up his superiors to inform them of the situation at hand.
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Jonathan hung up his phone and sighed.
"What's the plan?" Sakura told him quietly, her dark eyes roaming the small airport lobby.
Anthony and Verona was off arranging transport giving them time to contact their true bosses.
"Make sure the deal goes bad. We need the Angels to end up with the chips and Uri."
Sakura smirked.
"Shouldn't be a problem," she smiled.
"But the raids…" Jonathan began.
Sakura snorted.
"Please, they haven't used those places in ages," Sakura smiled calmly, "Don't worry. We can do this."
Jonathan nodded as Sakura smiled warmly at him. Anthony appeared at the door.
"Let's go," he commanded.
The smile swiftly left Sakura's face as her dark eyes hardened in soulless obsidian chips. A malicious smile danced across Jonathan's lips as the two of them nodded.
"Lets," Sakura agreed.
With that the two of them trailed after their enemy.
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"Oh god what happened to you!!?"
Meiling smiled wryly.
"Verona," she said simply.
Marcus looked at her worriedly as Meiling slid herself onto their couch, sighing with relief.
"Lily!" Marcus called out to their daughter, "Get some ice!"
"Is it for mommy?" their eight-year-old daughter called back.
"Yes!"
"You don't have to…" Meiling began weakly but Marcus cut her off.
"Stop trying to be superwoman," he scolded lightly.
He paused.
"Besides you look like someone just beat you over the head with an iron club."
"Surprisingly accurate description," Meiling sighed.
Lily bounced out of their kitchen clutching a bag of ice in her hand. She froze as she saw her mother's face.
"Mommy!" she shrieked, "Are your all right?"
"I'm fine Lily," Meiling told her reassuringly, "Just a few scratches and bruises."
"A few?" Marcus muttered so that only she could hear.
Meiling shot her a warning glare as Lily passed the ice to her. Sighing with relief, she rubbed the ice over her bruises soothing the throbbing pain.
"What happened?" Lily asked worriedly.
"A fight," Meiling told her shortly, "I lost."
"You lost?" Lily seemed shocked, "But you never do!"
"Unfortunately this time I did," Meiling sighed.
"What happen…" Lily began.
"Lily, don't you have some homework to do?" Marcus chided lightly.
Lily gave a very adult-sigh as she reluctantly walked back to the kitchen where her homework was spread out on the counter. Meiling winced as she touched a particularly livid bruise.
Marcus immediately took the ice pack off her and began gently massaging it into her skin.
"That feels wonderful…" Meiling purred.
"You know what else feels wonderful?" Marcus grinned.
Meiling smirked at him.
"You do realise our daughter is only a few metres away right?"
"We can close the door," Marcus countered playfully.
"Perv."
"And that's why you're marrying me."
Meiling snorted.
"Dream on," she huffed, "The only reason I'm marrying you is because of the money."
"Ah!" Marcus clutched his chest in mock pain, "She slashes me with the truth!"
"Idiot," Meiling muttered but she quickly dropped the playful act as she kissed him straight on the lips, "You're wonderful you know that?"
"And you're not so bad yourself," Marcus smirked back.
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"So where is she?" Syaoran asked, his voice sounded hoarse and slurred.
"She's in a safe place," Michelle reassured her boss through the cream-coloured speaker box.
"They are going to try and backstab you," Syaoran pointed out.
"We know," Tomoyo told him, "But don't worry we've got a plan."
"Just be careful," Syaoran told them, "Cobra Mark is not to be trusted."
"Don't worry, we've got it," Eriol replied.
"Okay. Be careful. Goodbye Angels."
"Goodbye Syaoran!" Tomoyo and Michelle chorused as the speaker box went dead.
Eriol sighed.
"He always forgets me," he huffed.
Tomoyo rolled her eyes.
"Come on pouty-boy," she stood up, "We've got a bunch of backstabbing assassins to prepare for."
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The door blasted open, destroyed by a swift vicious kick. Sakura stepped into the room and cursed loudly.
"What is it?" Anthony demanded.
Sandra/Sakura turned back to him, her face obscured by a sheer length of yellow veil.
"It's empty," she growled, "God damn it!"
Anthony stepped into the room and scowled seeing the thick layer of dust that covered everything.
"You said you knew!" Anthony accused.
Sandra shrugged.
"They must've changed the location," Sandra muttered, "Don't worry we'll get them tonight."
"I was hoping to avoid a… confrontation," Anthony pointed out.
Sandra sniggered.
"Worried we can't take three little Angels and one useless ex-assassin by ourselves?" she smirked.
"Hardly," Anthony sniffed.
He pulled out his mobile phone and punched in a series of numbers.
"Jonathan," he commanded, "Report."
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Jonathan stood in a giant empty warehouse, Verona by his side.
"It's empty. I think they've abandoned this place," Jonathan reported.
Anthony cursed loudly.
'We'll regroup and get ready for tonight. Come back here now.'
"Sure thing boss," Jonathan hung up and turned to his silent companion, "Let's move."
Verona nodded silently and walked off as Jonathan brought up the rear, a smile drifting across his lips.
It seemed like everything was going to plan.
Now all he and Sakura had to do was make sure the bad guys lose… again.
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"I'm bored!" Uri called out defiantly, "Entertain me!"
The door swung open as Michelle stepped into the room.
"Enjoying your stay?" she asked sweetly.
"Your room service sucks," Uri spat back.
Michelle shrugged casually.
"You get what you paid for."
Uri's pink eyes drilled into Michelle's baby blue ones as the assassin sized the newest Angel up.
"You know what gets me is why on earth would they hire someone like you," Uri began thoughtfully.
"A former con artist and professional thief does have her uses," Michelle sneered back, "But please continue your pathetic 'shake my self-esteem' scheme."
Uri merely sniggered.
"Oh, I'm sure you're good at what you do but you'll never compare," Uri hissed, "The one before you? The Angel you were hired to replace? Now she was a legend. Sakura Kinomoto. I've fought against her and seen her fight. Now she was good. She went up against biggest of the bad guys without even blinking. She had style, she had flair…"
"That's how she became the nanny?" Michelle scowled.
Uri laughed.
"You've got sass," she noted, "But that's still not enough… for them."
Michelle blinked.
"I've seen the way they've looked at you. Meiling. Tomoyo. And you know what they see?"
Uri leaned forwards as best as she could in her bonds, her voice was a venomous whisper.
"They see a pale reflection of who they want. A wannabe. A reject."
Michelle stood there staring at her as Uri smirked up at her stunned pale face.
"Shut. Up," Michelle growled in a low trembling voice.
"You know I'm right," Uri cooed.
Michelle looked away breaking the stare. Without a word, she turned around and stalked out the door.
Uri's malicious laughter floated out after her until she slammed the door shut with trembling hands but Uri's laughter echoed all around her, mocking her.
Michelle slowly turned away and walked off haltingly.
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Nakuru turned around and froze, bristling at Dan Williams' smug face.
"What?" she grounded out.
"Looking for someone?" Dan smirked, "I saw you poking around."
The ruby-eyed CIA agent idly wondered what it would feel like to poke his eyes out with her manicured fingers but decided against it not looking forward to cleaning out all that muck from under her finger nails… plus it was illegal… sort of.
"Where's Touya?" she asked instead tightly.
"He's with the head honchos," Dan replied, his voice sneering.
"Oh, you mean with your dad?" Nakuru asked, all innocence and batting eyelids, "The one who gave you the job you so don't clearly deserve?"
Dan glared at her as Nakuru smiled back sweetly.
"Oh look! There's Yukito. Excuse me."
Before Dan could even react Nakuru brushed past him, her skin crawling with revulsion as it touched Dan's bare arms. Shivering, she strolled over to Yukito.
"What's up with Touya?" she asked without preamble.
Yukito juggled the files in his hands as he replied.
"Our two double-agents just made contact," Yukito answered quietly, "They're here."
"In this building?" Nakuru was confused.
"L.A.. Seems the Angels went after the chips as well and managed to grab hold of Uri. They want a trade-off with the Cobra Marks who's got three of the chips."
"Damn," Nakuru murmured, "What's the plan?"
Yukito glanced around briefly before gesturing to Nakuru to follow him to his office. Pushing the glass door open, Yukito dumped his files onto the desk before turning to Nakuru.
"Touya wants Sakura and Jonathan to make sure the deal goes bad. We want Uri to stay with the Angels and the chips to go to them as well."
Nakuru whistled lowly.
"Jeez, ambitious much? How on earth are they going to do that without rousing suspicion?"
Yukito shrugged.
"Beats me but trust me those two will come through with the goods."
"So why's Touya upstairs with the superiors."
"Explaining the situation to them."
Nakuru sighed.
"I hope Saku and Jon's got a Plan B," she muttered, "Cos if all this goes to hell they'll need to get out of there and quick."
Yukito nodded.
Nakuru smiled grimly.
"Otherwise they're dead," she finished grimly.
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Uri's head snapped up as the door swung open again. This time it was Meiling who stepped in, her eyes blazing.
"It's time," she announced, "Let's go."
Uri smirked.
"Gladly."
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You know what you have to do
Sakura stared into the small tarnished mirror, her dark eyes staring back at her.
You knew this day would come the moment you began all this
She blinked, her thoughts swirling inside her head.
So the question is: are you ready? To go that one extra step? You know what is at stake here. You know the price of failure
Sakura slowly wrapped the yellow veil around her face obscuring her features. She tied it around her hair allowing a few dark black fringes to peak through, a far cry from her normal auburn tresses.
So are you going to finish what you started? Are you ready?
Sakura tied the yellow veil off and stared into her reflection, her yellow-veiled dark eyed reflection.
"Am I?" she wondered.
The door swung open and Anthony stood there, dark eyes glittering with anticipation.
"Ready?"
Sandra blinked then slowly nodded.
"I am," she vowed, "Let's go."
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The car rumbled into the empty docking bay, its engine unnaturally loud in the dark silence. The engine died as the doors swung open. Anthony climbed out, his crew a step behind him. The four of them scanned the docking lot, trying to see through the darkness.
"Hello," a familiar voice called out.
Suddenly massive lights blazed into life. Anthony staggered backwards, blinded as the huge spotlights burnt through the shadows revealing all. Meiling laughed from her perch on a shipping container nearby, a long unpleasant noise that whispered of danger and death.
"And welcome…" Meiling continued grinning maliciously, "… to the Arena."
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Touya glanced nervously up at the clock. Nakuru snorted.
"It's only just eleven. Don't expect a call in until much later," she advised, "Things are just starting up."
"I still don't know why I was denied permission to help them out," Touya growled.
Yukito opened his mouth but Touya cut him off.
"I know, I know," he sighed, "Taking out the Anthony Collins is not good enough… blah blah blah… we want to take down all cells of Cobra Mark and the only way to do that is to allow Sakura and Jonathan to find out where the other cells are through Collins blah blah blah…"
He sighed.
"But that's my kid sister out there!"
"Technically she's not a kid and she did perfectly fine for most of her life without you there," Nakuru pointed out.
Touya glared at her.
"That couldn't be helped," he growled.
"Yeah, I heard the sob story," Nakuru shrugged, "Don't worry Sakura will be fine. She's smart enough by herself and Jonathan's got her back."
"I hope so if anything happens to her," Touya gritted his teeth, "I'm going to take out Anthony Collins myself, orders or no orders."
"Let's just hope it doesn't come to that," Yukito said calmly.
Silence fell over the three agents as they watched the clock, each second going by with agonising slowness.
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Anthony shook his head clearing his vision as Meiling's eyes flittered past him to Verona. She instantly tensed.
"Where's Uri?" Anthony demanded.
"Where are the chips?" Meiling countered.
Anthony reached into the car and pulled out a metal suitcase. He flipped it open revealing the three tiny chips snuggled in the velvet lining inside. He snapped the case shut.
"Where's Uri?" he repeated.
Meiling gestured and from the darkness emerged Tomoyo, a bound and gagged Uri firmly in her grasps.
"So how's this going to go down?" Anthony demanded.
"You give me the chips and we give you Uri. Throw them up here, have butch girl behind you do it," Meiling commanded.
Anthony snorted.
"And then you run off with the chips and Uri?" Anthony barked, "I don't think so."
"Fine," Meiling shrugged, "I know those three chips are useless without the fourth and I'm pretty sure Uri can give us a lot of useful information about Cobra Mark and the Venom Squad."
"That's our name," Anthony sneered, "Don't wear it out."
"You have five seconds to decide. Run off and leave Uri behind or make the trade," Meiling ordered imperiously, "Five… four… three…"
Anthony swore and turned to Verona handing her the case. Verona nodded.
"Two… one," Meiling finished.
Verona heaved the case at Meiling as the Angel moved forwards to catch it.
"NOW!" Anthony screamed.
Jonathan instantly reacted bringing his submachine gun and firing off a blast of shots. Meiling immediately leapt down from the shipping container, the bullets ripping into the metal where she'd been standing. The case with the chips clattered onto the roof of the container as Meiling landed and instantly ducked behind another container as Jonathan loosened the trigger. The shots died down as Anthony smirked.
"Get the chips!" Anthony commanded to Verona.
He turned to Sandra/Sakura.
"Get Uri!"
Sandra and Verona immediately charged off as Anthony turned to Jonathan. But before he could even speak a hail of bullets ripped into their car tearing furrows into the hood. Anthony and Jonathan stared at each other for a second before racing away from the smoking car.
It immediately exploded, a mushroom cloud of fire clawing up into the sky as Anthony and Jonathan hit the ground. Jonathan immediately leapt up, gun at the ready. Eriol standing beside a giant crane, smirked down at him, his own gun clutched in his hands.
"Hey there, stranger," he called out.
"GET HIM!" Anthony roared.
Jonathan raced towards Eriol, gun blazing as the former assassin leapt down into the shadows, the shots missing him. The two gunmen stalked each other in the labyrinth of tiny alleyways formed by the shipping containers as Anthony gritted his teeth.
"Awww… all alone?"
Anthony whirled around only to be punched straight in the face. Michelle smirked down at him.
"Wanna fight?"
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Meiling straightened in time to see Verona stampeding straight at her. The Asian Angel grinned and flipped onto her feet as Verona slowed and stopped.
"Come on," Meiling held out her hand twitching her fingers daring the Russian Venom Squad member to attack her, "Let's go."
Verona leapt forwards to the attack as Meiling flung herself into the fight.
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Tomoyo shoved the helpless Uri aside as Sandra leapt up snagging onto the handle of the shipping container before flipping herself up onto the roof. Angel and Venom Squad assassin faced off against each other.
"Hello Sandra, fancy meeting you here," Tomoyo grinned.
"Yes, what a surprise," Sandra's fist flashed through the air smacking Tomoyo in the face.
Tomoyo instantly lashed out backhanding Sandra.
"That was a freebie," Tomoyo growled.
"Awww… wanna kiss and make up?" Sandra sneered.
Tomoyo head-butted Sandra in the face.
"How's that for a kiss?"
Sandra slowly straightened.
"Not bad. But you have to do better than that if you want to keep a boyfriend!" Sandra kicked out at Tomoyo but Tomoyo sidestepped the blow.
The two women slammed into each other, fists flailing. Sandra's punch missed as Tomoyo arched backwards aiming a haymaker at Sandra. The assassin twisted out of the way, grabbing on Tomoyo's arm and flipping her over and onto her back. Tomoyo slammed into the ground, winded as Sandra leapt up trying to land an aerial elbow onto the Angel.
Tomoyo lashed out kicking Sandra away before flipping back onto her feet before meeting Sandra's next attack, grabbing onto her and flinging her into a nearby shipping container. Sandra bounced off the wall and landed clumsily. Tomoyo swept in, power-punching Sandra in the gut as she tried to rise.
Sandra hit the ground again as Tomoyo calmly stalked towards her.
"It's over," she hissed.
"No it's not."
Sandra scissor kicked Tomoyo's legs and sent her tumbling down.
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Meiling crashed into a shipping container as Verona charged forwards. Neatly Meiling flipped over the Russian's head landing a kick that knocked Verona into the metal door. Landing, Meiling unleashed a combo of punches and kicks landing a good dozen blows.
She backed off, gasping for breath.
Verona merely turned around, popping her knuckles.
"Oh god," Meiling whispered.
A brutal punch sent Meiling sliding backwards as her chest erupted with pain. She gasped in shock and agony. Verona strolled forwards, muscular arms swinging as Meiling fired off a punch. Verona calmly caught the fist in one iron-hard hand and twisted her arm, Meiling screamed in pain as Verona blasted her backwards with a kick to the chest.
Meiling hit the ground, writhing in pain, clutching her arm as she fought for breath from her battered lungs.
"God damn it," she slowly crawled to her feet only to have Verona grab her back the neck and hurl her straight into a container.
Meiling crashed into the steel structure and slowly slumped to the ground, fighting for consciousness.
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Anthony blocked one of Michelle's punches and kicked her brutally in the gut. Michelle gasped with pain, keeling clutching her stomach as Anthony aimed an elbow to her neck knocking her down.
"Oh come on! I'm the boss and they get me to fight the amateur?" Anthony shook his head in disgust, "No respect that's the problem."
"SHUT UP!"
Michelle let out a cry of rage and flipped onto her feet landing a devastating blow to Anthony's face. The man stumbled backwards reeling as Michelle pressed forwards battering him with hammering kicks and punches.
Anthony grabbed onto her wrist halting a punch before dragging her towards him using his superior strength to his advantage.
"Loser," Anthony flung her away.
Michelle hit the ground hard as Anthony calmly walked towards her chuckling unpleasantly under his breath. Michelle slowly crawled to her feet and shifted into a battle stance, trembling with rage and pain.
Anthony charged at her but Michelle spun out of his way, her fists crashing into him with deadly force. Anthony hit the ground as Michelle immediately jumped onto of him, pinning him down as she unleashed her fury into his face, punching him over and over again.
"WHO'S THE LOSER NOW!?!" she screamed furiously.
With a brutal yell, she grabbed the collar of his shirt raising his battered face up and punched him one last painful time. She hurled his head backwards, his skull cracking across the ground as Michelle stood up, fists bloody.
She spat on the unconscious Anthony and turned around. Meiling was trying to crawl away from Verona, her eyes wide and panicked as the Russian woman stalked forwards. Gritting her teeth, Michelle charged forwards with a yell, launching herself into the air.
Verona staggered as Michelle leapt onto her back, wrapping her arm around the woman's neck and wrenching her throat in a painful chokehold. Verona immediately began to flail around, muscular arms swinging as she tried to throw Michelle off.
"Get the chips!!!" Michelle screamed as Meiling.
Verona swung around and threw herself backwards, slamming Michelle against the hard wall of a shipping container.
"GO!" Michelle screamed desperately.
Still slightly disorientated, Meiling crawled to her feet and nodded. She took off, raven-black hair flying behind her as Michelle tightened her grip.
Verona gave a strangled cry and flung her elbow backwards, crushing Michelle's sides.
Pain roared through the blonde Angel as she struggled to hold on.
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Sandra chuckled nastily as she grabbed Tomoyo by the throat and sniggered right in her face.
"Man, you Angels are pathetic," she sneered.
Tomoyo tried to swing at her but Sandra grabbed her arm and wrenched it painfully to Tomoyo's side.
"Wanna go down?"
Sandra/Sakura stepped towards the edge of the container and hurled Tomoyo down into the darkness. Laughing she jumped down after the falling Angel.
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Tomoyo landed awkwardly slamming down onto her knees as she let out a cry of pain. But before she could recover, Sandra was on her, lashing out with fist and foot. Tomoyo gritted her teeth and managed to slam her fist into Sandra's chest knocking her backwards before rolling backwards onto her feet.
With a cry, she leapt forwards cracking Sandra in the face with a high jumping spinning kick. Sandra hit the ground as Tomoyo surged forwards.
"This. Is. What. You. Get. For. Being. A. BITCH!!!" Tomoyo screamed finishing each word with a hefty punch to the assassin's face and chest.
Sandra stumbled backwards as Tomoyo's hand shot out latching onto her veil. The assassin's eyes widened in shock as Tomoyo yanked it away, hissing with triumph.
"Finally! Now I get to see who you really ar…" Tomoyo trailed off, stunned as Sandra straightened.
The Japanese Angel gaped at her, seeing her face for the first time.
"Sakura… how…" she gasped, jaws gaping.
Sakura's face was shocked for a second but it quickly hardened.
"I'm sorry," she said calmly.
Before Tomoyo could react, Sakura leapt forwards slamming into her and tackling her to the ground. Pinning the woman down between her legs, Sakura punched Tomoyo in the face, dazing her, before jamming her left hand into the Angel's face.
"Forget," she said calmly.
Tomoyo cried out as gold light suddenly flared from Sakura's hand and washed over her face. The light slowly faded as Tomoyo blinked, her eyes blank and unfocused. Sakura leapt off her and hastily tied her veil back on as Tomoyo shook her head, her eyes going back to normal.
She rose and glared at Sandra.
"That's it. I don't know who you are behind that freaky veil but you're going down!" she snarled.
She leapt at Sandra but the Cobar Mark assassin grabbed her arms and hurled her away throwing her around the corner of a shipping container.
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Eriol blinked in shock.
"TOMOYO!"
His girlfriend flew around the corner, brutally bouncing off a wall before hitting the ground painfully, her head cracking against the concrete knocking her out cold instantly. Eriol charged forwards, trying to help her but Jonathan immediately rounded the corner behind him, gun at the ready.
"I don't think so," the Venom Squad member snarled, the barrel of his gun aimed straight at Tomoyo, "Drop the weapon."
Eriol's eyes flickered from Tomoyo to Jonathan, wavering.
"Come on boys," Sandra appeared from around the corner of the container to right beside Tomoyo, "Don't play with guns now."
With a lightning fast speed, she grabbed her whip from its position on her hips and lashed outwards. Eriol's gun was jerked out of his hands as Sandra sniggered.
"Two against one," she purred, "However are we going to win?"
Jonathan stalked forwards as Eriol took a shaky step backwards, his eyes darting from Sandra to Jonathan.
Tomoyo groaned and began to stir.
"Lets wrap this up quickly," Sandra called out, "My shows on tonight."
Sniggering Sandra leapt forwards but a pale hand wrapped itself around her foot jerking her back to the ground. Tomoyo glared in her face, lavender eyes furious.
"Forget about me?" she snarled nailing Sandra in the face.
Eriol immediately whipped out a gun from his holster and aimed it Jonathan. The two assassins stared at each other, guns ready. With a laugh, Jonathan hurled his gun away. Eriol quickly let his drop.
"Ready?" Jonathan smirked.
"When you are," Eriol replied tersely.
The two men flew at each other, punching and kicking as Sandra and Tomoyo fought their own private battle, just metres away from them.
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Michelle crashed to the crowd gasping in pain as Verona towered over her, ivory mask gleaming in the pale moonlight. Gritting her teeth, Michelle tired to leg-sweep the taller woman but she screamed in pain as her leg crashed into Verona's muscular limb. It was like hitting a steel column.
Slowly limping to her feet, Michelle raised her fists.
"Come on," she gasped, "Let's go, you steroid eating bitch."
Verona surged forwards as Michelle pirouetted out of the way, her lithe figure moving between Verona's fists. Michelle's legs smack into Verona's side staggering the woman.
"Hey!"
Verona and Michelle whirled around. Meiling smirked at them, suitcase in hand.
"Is this a personal game or can I join in?"
Michelle smiled as Meiling leapt into the fray. The two Angels double-teaming the blonde Russian woman. Michelle rabbit-punched Verona in the stomach with ferocious force as Meiling snapped a double-kick straight in her masked face.
Verona staggered, disorientated from the blows as with a triumphant yell, Meiling swung the metal suitcase down.
"CRACK!"
The metal edge tore into the back of Verona's head, blood spilling to the ground as Meiling and Michelle both glanced at each other.
With a cry, the two power-kicked Verona straight in the chest. The Russian woman flew backs and banged noisily into a shipping container before slumping down to the ground.
Meiling blinked in surprise.
She had finally did it.
She had beaten Verona.
"HELL YEAH!" she yelled pumping her fists, suitcase still in hand, "TAKE THAT!"
"Meiling!" Michelle snapped, cutting through her joy.
Meiling froze as the sound of fighting reached their ears.
"Lets go!" she cried darting off towards the other side of the shipping yard.
They were going to take down the Venom Squad once and for all.
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Sandra kicked off the side of the container and landed a spinning kick in mid-air knocking Tomoyo down. Eriol hit the ground as Jonathan landed a powerful uppercut snapping his head back.
"SWITCH!" Sandra yelled at her teammate.
Jonathan bent at the waist as Sandra charged towards him, flipping over his back and ploughing into Eriol who was just rising straight in the chest with a double-kick. Tomoyo lunged at them but Jonathan swatted her out of the air with a punch as Sandra landed facing off against Eriol who was blinking at her dazedly.
"Night night sugar," Sandra drawled.
She feinted to the left as Eriol tried to block her but a lightning fast hook drove him backwards. With a cry, Sandra fell on him firing off punishing blows. Eriol tried valiantly to fight back but he was overpowered and out-paced. The former assassin quickly crashed to the ground, out cold, as Sandra towered over him triumphant.
"Lets grab Uri!" Sandra called to Jonathan.
Jonathan shoved Tomoyo backwards, her head cracking against a container wall as he darted off.
"HEY!"
Meiling and Michelle were right behind them.
"I guess this is the part where we surrender and give them Uri, right?" Jonathan whispered, "Just like Touya wanted?"
"Not really," Sandra murmured back tersely as they rounded a corner.
"Right, we need to get Anthony away from here," Jonathan bit his lip, "That's going to be tough."
Sandra smirked at him.
"Sorry, Jon," she hissed, "There's been a change of plans."
Jonathan could only gape at her in surprise as Sandra grabbed him and shoved him straight towards the incoming Angels.
Meiling blasted a punch into his face, knocking him out as Sandra smirked. She leapt up managing to snag the edge of a container before flipping up to the top. Uri glared at her, bound and gagged as she was, as Sandra sashayed over towards her.
"Hey, Uri. What's a girl like you doing all tied up?" she smirked as she knelt down beside her teammate.
Pulling out a switchblade, Sandra made quick work of the ropes. Uri tugged the bounds off her as she stood up, massaging her wrists. Her gag was quickly pulled away.
"Took you guys long enough," she growled.
"Well, you know. Pesky Angels and all that," Sandra smirked.
"Well, I think they're coming this way."
Sure enough, Meiling and Michelle soon appeared over the edge of the container, their eyes burning with rage.
"I'm so going to enjoy kicking your asses," Meiling spat.
"Well, I have three words for you then," Sandra smirked, "Bring it… bitch."
Meiling and Michelle leapt at her but Sandra was quicker reaching into the folds of clothing. Smirking she pulled out something and yanked out the pin, hurling it straight at the Angels.
It hit the ground just near their feet and promptly exploded, unleashing a blast of white light and thundering shockwaves. Both Angels were propelled off their feet and sent flying off the container roof as Sandra gave a mock wave.
"Angels go bye bye," she taunted.
"What was that?!?" Uri demanded.
"Concussive bomb," Sandra told her casually, "Unleashes a shockwave that incapacitates the enemy."
She reached the edge of the container and hopped off, landing on the ground below. Meiling and Michelle were sprawled out unconscious on the hard floor. Sandra plucked the suitcase with the chips from Meiling's grips and turned to Uri, smiling.
"Ready to go home?" Sandra asked.
"Shouldn't we finish them off?" Uri gestured towards their knocked out foes.
Sandra opened her mouth to speak but stopped as the sound of sirens filled the airs.
"No time. Cops are here," she hissed, "Let's move!"
Darting off, the two assassins melted into the shadows.
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"How do you think they went?" Nakuru asked.
Touya chewed his lips.
"They're fine," he replied, half-trying to convince himself, "I'm sure they're doing just fine."
Tomoyo's eyes fluttered open as she let out a low moan of pain. The whole of her head was throbbing.
"Here," someone handed her an ice pack.
Gratefully, she clapped it to the back of her head and sat up. She was lying on a pallet in a tastefully decorated room, her teammates arranged beside her. Her lavender eyes widened.
"ERIOL!" she gasped, scrambling to get to him.
Strong arms held her back.
"She's fine."
Tomoyo glanced at the person and blinked in surprise.
"Xiaolang!" she murmured, "How… what?"
Tomoyo studied his face. He was dishevelled and dirtied, his clothing wrinkled and smelling of stale alcohol as it soon often did these days. He smiled, an image of the old Xiaolang flashing in his eyes briefly. Judging by the state of his hair, Tomoyo judged he hadn't showered for days.
"Guess I'm still good for something," he joked, a ghostly smile on his face, "Syaoran got me to check on the police radio frequencies in case something went wrong. When I heard they were dispatched to the shipping yard, I headed out and found you guys knocked out. I bundled you into my car and brought you here. It's a new safehouse Syaoran set up…"
He trailed off.
"What happened?"
Tomoyo sighed.
"The Venom Squad. Eriol and I ended up fighting Sandra and Jonathan. We lost," she finished flatly, "Uri? The chips?"
Xiaolang shook his head.
"Gone."
"DAMN IT!" Tomoyo hissed, "Every time!"
"I know. The Venom Squad are strong…. Stronger than you four…" Xiaolang suddenly stopped, a sorrowful look crossing his face.
"What?" Tomoyo asked concerned.
Xiaolang tried to wave it off but Tomoyo fixed his eyes with hers, compelling him to speak. Xiaolang sighed.
"It's nothing," he murmured, "It's just that… I can't help but think if Sakura was here…"
"We would be able to defeat them," Tomoyo finished quietly, "I know. Sometimes in the heat of battle, I glance around and I'm thinking 'Where's Sakura? She should be able to handle these guys'… but she's not there. And she's not going to be… ever."
A tear rolled down Xiaolang's dirt-streaked face as the two friends sat in silence, lost in grief.
"It's not fair really," Tomoyo murmured, breaking the silence, "I mean Michelle is good. She's a good Angel and a good friend but…"
"She's no Sakura," Xiaolang whispered.
"I know it's horrible for me to think that. To compare the two and judge her…"
"But you can't help it."
Tomoyo nodded sadly as Xiaolang put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She smiled, comforted unaware that only a metre away, tears were rolling down Michelle's face.
She was awake and she heard every word.
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Touya swore loudly and slammed his fist against his desk.
"What happened?" Yukito demanded.
Touya slammed his phone down, hanging up.
"That was our contact within the cops. They were dispatched to the shipping yard where there was reported gunfire. They reached the scene and there was nobody there."
"What?" Nakuru asked startled.
"There was a burning car and some obvious signs of a fight but no one was there," Touya bit his lip, "I don't like the look of this."
"Relax, so the Angels and the Venom Squad got away. Big deal. Jon and Saku probably still succeeded," Nakuru told him blithely, "Just you wait and see."
Touya was still unsure.
"If you say so…"
Nakuru smiled confidently.
"I know so," she said firmly, "Those two can handle anything."
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Sakura gently dabbed Anthony's bloodied face with a towel, wiping away the blood as Uri tended to Verona just a few metres away. Jonathan was up, stalking around the room, a thunderous look on his face.
"I'm going to get some more bandages," Uri announced standing up.
She quickly left the room as Jonathan whirled on Sakura.
"We need to talk," he hissed grabbing onto her arm.
Sakura went willingly as Jonathan pulled her out of their dank little motel room. Jonathan literally dragged her up the small flight of stairs leading towards the roof as Sakura remained silent.
They reached the door and Jonathan kicked it open, dragging her out onto the gusty dark roof.
"What the hell was that?!?" he bellowed as the door slammed closed behind them.
"What was what?" Sakura demanded.
"That?! You threw me right at the Angels and then you rescue Uri and take the chips?!?" Jonathan growled, "Didn't you get the mission memo?!? We were supposed to give both of them up."
Sakura shrugged.
"I screwed up. Sorry."
"Yeah, you screwed up. You screwed up big time!" Jonathan howled at her, "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!?"
Sakura strolled to the edge of the roof and glanced down remaining silent. The motel was two storeys tall and below lay an alleyway.
"SAKURA!" Jonathan screamed, "Answer me!"
Sakura cocked her head to the side, her back still towards her fellow double agent.
"You know, I don't like the tone of your voice," she said quietly.
"Well, sorry!" Jonathan chewed out sarcastically, "But you did screw up the mission and give our enemies Uri and the chips! And I want an explanation. Now! So I can explain to Touya what the hell just happened!"
Sakura was silent for the longest time. Growling in frustration, Jonathan grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
"Well?"
Sakura finally spoke, her back still facing him.
"Who said they are our enemies?" she said quietly.
Jonathan frowned.
"Wha…"
He never got the chance to finish the sentence. Whirling around, Sakura's hand snapped out plunging the switchblade deep into his stomach. Jonathan stared at her, eyes bulging as Sakura stared calmly into his face, blood seeping out from the deep wound, staining her fingers.
"Sakura…" Jonathan coughed out weakly, blood dribbling from his mouth, "Wha… why?"
Sandra smiled coldly.
"Sorry, Sakura doesn't live here anymore," she twisted the blade digging it deeper, "The name's Sandra."
With a yell, she grabbed him and hurled him around sending him flying off the edge of the roof. Jonathan screamed as Sakura watched calmly, watching as his body clipped the edge of a fire escape stair before plummeting to the alleyway below. His body crashed into a pile of garbage bags. They instantly burst on impact covering his broken body with filth.
The roof door swung open as Anthony Collins stepped out, clapping his hands.
"Nice, Sandra," he complimented, "Very nice."
Uri appeared beside him.
"So is the little two-timing traitor gone?" she asked gleefully.
Sandra carefully flipped the blade shut.
"It's been taken care off," she said calmly.
Brushing past them, she marched down the stairs as Anthony and Uri watched her go.
"I gotta admit getting a former Angel on our side was just plain genius," Uri smirked.
Anthony laughed.
"I know," he crowed, "Thank god Garret Huss does great work."
Smiling at each other, the two Venom Squad members followed their partner back into their room leaving Jonathan to die in the alleyway below.
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The phone rang as Touya instantly picked it up.
'How are the roses?' Sakura asked calmly, her voice coming over the phone.
"Flamboyantly red," Touya breathed a deep sigh of relief, "What happened?"
'The mission went bust,' Sakura told him grimly, 'We tried to play it out like you said but Verona just overpowered the Angels too quickly and Anthony was watching us like a hawk… we had to give him the chips and Uri.'
"DAMN IT!" Touya hissed.
'I'm sorry.'
"Doesn't matter," Touya sighed, "This is going to take some explaining to my superiors."
'We'll try to sneak the chips away if we can,' Sakura promised.
Touya smiled.
"Okay but be careful sis."
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Sandra/Sakura adjusted the phone putting it more comfortably to her ear.
'Okay but be careful sis.'
"I will," Sandra stopped, "But I'm afraid we have a problem. Jon and I think Anthony's onto us. We can't make contact for a while… it's too suspicious. So if you hear nothing, don't worry, we'll trying to get back to you as soon as possible."
'Anthony is onto you? Maybe you should…'"No. I've sacrificed too much to give up now," Sandra replied, her voice quiet and determined, "I think Anthony's coming. I better go."
'Okay. Take care.'
"I will."
Sandra hung up and stared off blankly, her hands in her lap. Slowly she raised her bloodied trembling hands up to her eyes and stared at them.
"I need to wash these," she murmured.
Quickly she stood up and darted off. Soon the sound of running water filled the air as Sakura tried to wash away the blood and her guilt.
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Oooo… the mystery deepens… why is Sakura evil? Just wait and see!!!
Next chapter:
As an old friend returns to L.A., magic once again explodes into the lives of the Angels and their allies as an old enemy emerges. An ancient artefact soon becomes the centre of a major battle as the Angels delve deeper into the mystery that is Clow Reed and his legacy… find out what happens next in… Welcome to Magic land
A/Notes: I know a lot of your want the girls to get their magic back but I like to keep them magic-less for the moment but don't worry the cards and magic will be back and with a vengeance…