Chapter 14: Defeat?
Logan opened his cupboard and brought out an expensive-looking bottle of champagne.
"May I propose a toast, my dear. To high treason." He laughed. Krystal watched as he downed the contents of his wine glass in one mouthful. Her throat was dry. They had unbound her; maybe they thought she wouldn't be any trouble, maybe they knew that she knew that there were guards everywhere. "I must congratulate you Krystal."
"Why?" her tone was uncaring and her voice quiet and hoarse.
"I used to think that no-one could make it as a bounty hunter. I tried," He sat down and put his feet up on the table.
"I'm a mercenary. There's a big difference."
"Anyway. I stole equipment from the Galactic Federation. I loathed them. My ship, Delano 7, was a prototype model. My weapon was also a prototype. I tried to take down a bounty hunter who was allied with the Federation. I failed. I nearly died, but when I came back, they thought greatly of me. I was offered a job, and I accepted."
"Sylux..." muttered Krystal.
"Well done. I see you've heard of me." he poured another glass and sipped it "Oh, I'm sorry, would you like some?" he said patronisingly before laughing again and draining the glass.
"I hate you."
"The feeling's mutual."
Blitz scrabbled in the metalwork, trying to find another handhold. He had come too far to back up now. He was scaling the tower from which he could trace Krystal's tracking beacon, and he couldn't let her down. Eventually, he pulled himself up onto the balcony and perched on the railings. He could hear discussion behind a sheet of tinted glass.
"Forget inconspicuous," he breathed and cracked the glass with some shuriken. He shot out his grapple beam that Ross had hurriedly fitted into his assault rifle beforehand. Logan was picked off his feet and grabbed by the collar. He was held up and met with the unwelcome sight of a gun pointed in his eye.
"Logan. This has gone far enough. You wanted me here, and here I am." Blitz spoke quietly but angrily and he bore his teeth.
"I'm amazed that you managed to come so quickly. Why don't-" Blitz gave him a quick uppercut and he fell to the floor, his lip bleeding.
"I've been waiting ages to do that." He pointed his rifle at Logan. "Get up. Go to that computer and access the mainframe." Logan, who valued life above most things, obeyed and Blitz threw his rifle to Krystal. "If he tries anything, shoot him." Blitz spoke with single minded aggression. He hopped down from the railing and walked to the terminal. He sat down and punched in some security codes Ross had stolen. He had been planning this for months. He was finally going to stop their sick experiments on young children. He cancelled them, forever, and snatched his rifle from Krystal. Blitz raised the heavy calibre machine gun and pulled the trigger. The computer shattered in a shower of sparks.
"This is crazy!" shouted Sakura over the heat of the battle. "We're four people against an army!" Wolf couldn't hear. He was too busy ripping the soldiers limbs off and shooting them through the head with his trusty blaster pistol. He had forgotten how much fun this was. Suddenly, a massive force struck the battlefield. A cloud of smoke was kicked up in the centre of the arena. When it cleared, the opposing legions saw two mighty warriors locked in combat. One of them had two back-handed knives and the other wielded a pair of majestic swords that flashed in the moonlight. The former was Logan. He was tiring and his blows progressively lost their power. The other was Blitz. Driven by anger and blood-lust, he was in a blind rage and barely missed the other soldiers on the plain. Sparks flew when their swords clashed. Thunder split the sky above them, and the soldiers watched in awe. Cole flinched as he saw many of Logan's blows land on Blitz. Blitz knew he was defeated. He couldn't carry on. He fell to his knees and his sword slipped from his hand.