Hi all! Looks like I am returning to this fic after a loooong time. Really, very, very, very, very (infinite times) sorry, sorry (infinite times). Really, I didn't know how to proceed with this fic because I lacked a lot of ideas. Now I have built the plot further till the end XD I know that there are a few KaneSal fans, but please I did a lot of justice to that couple during the break from this fic. I wrote a couple of one-shots for them. Kindly read "Where the sun rises during fall" too. It too has KaneSal in the ongoing chapters. There is KaneSal from chapter 9 of that fic.
NOTE:
"..." speaking
'...' thinking/mind voice
Name of the character "Queen" (canon character in V-Force) changed to "Quentea."
Okay, shall we go? :P
~Chapter-16: The Maelstrom begins!~
"What!? Ozuma..." cried the blunette in anxiety and nervousness.
"Yes ma'am," replied an assistant, with her head bent down.
"Why didn't you stop him?! We have lost two cops! You wanna make me see him die?! These Mafians would have come here with great plans, then why did they retreat their goons from the world and started targeting only Japan!?" wailed the blunette, as her back collided against the wall, lamenting.
"I am really very sorry ma'am. I couldn't stop him," mumbled the assistant.
"Now, I am going there all by myself!" she exclaimed, taking her Astra pistol and bullets.
"But you haven't told sir Hiwatari-"
"I don't need permission to save the life of people, and….my… lover," she bit back and sprinted downstairs, reaching the lobby for her car. Seeing her go, the lady assistant quickly went for her boss, who was perplexed. His anger was reaching the inevitable range.
"Sir Hiwatari, few of them have left this place."
"So what are you asking me to do now? We have lost both Mystel and Shizuka! I am not wasting anymore time! My target is Boris! I am going to…. Going to rot him and kill him! Let that bastard go to hell! I am going to KILL HIM!" he replied, pulling out his pistol. His soon-to-be-wife gave pitying looks, who was trying to console him.
"But Kai…"
"Julia… I am not going to wait any further. I am ashamed of myself! I should have been a little early! I planned unnecessary meetings and stuff instead of…. Instead of rising into action!" he exclaimed as his face was drenched with tears.
"Now I am going there, all by myself!" he exclaimed.
"No Kai, protect the headquarters. I am going there," stood Julia.
"No, Julia. I'd want to kill that eggplant. And you've returned back to NPA just recently. You are almost like a newbie now."
"Be here for now. Obey your future wife. Unlike many woman, I am strong right?" she mumbled.
"Okay…" he replied with reluctance.
She smiled weakly as she took her mugger bullets and her pistol.
"Julia, I'll be waiting for you. Return back safe. You have no experience with the Mafia. Even me too," sighed the slate-haired.
"But I can fight them," said Julia as she smiled sadly. He gently pecked her forehead.
"Come back safe. I should see at least you returning alive."
"I will Kai," she replied pecking his forehead.
The half-Russian nodded his head. She too did, before leaving the place.
"Sir, I am going there too… sir," mumbled the assistant as she gulped.
"No Sara. You are much better protecting this place. Be here."
"Okay sir," she bowed her head and she made preparations in making secure passwords at various doors in the headquarters.
''I'll see how you'll be able to enter this place Nicolas when this password Queen is there!' thought Kai, both in arrogance and nervousness.
Eerie and sombre the ambiance was. Here and there, weapons were placed abruptly. Angst huddled the dark hue. Amidst all the darkness, a pair of emerald pupils gleamed. The owner of the pair was mounted by a brown cloak. His footsteps were feeble and stealthily. Not a thief, but a cop. He bought his ears in attention as he heard a few voices outside the room.
"Hahaha! He can't dare to escape from us! That Neko-Jin is not a tiger, but a cat!"
"Yeah, I know! Sir Nicolas is craving to slaughter him! That little kitten will be dead today, Hehehe!"
Those words sent the dual-haired shocking waves. He gulped as his sweats increased its pace. They tricked down through his cheeks and tapped the ground.
"Ray..." he purred.
'Now I'll have to look for a way to save Ray. Or, is he having plans of his own?'
"Know ya! Sir Boris is here right now! Once this Hiwatari comes, he'll shoot that Sourpuss to death! Buahahahaha!"
'God! I'll have to do something! Never expected this eggplant to be here! First, I'll have to find Ray and then, for Boris,' thought Ozuma to himself.
"And, lady Karine is clever! She bought all the data of those idiotic cops! Knowing that, we retreated our forces from all the countries, otherwise god would have known what would have happened!"
"What?!" mumbled Ozuma to himself.
"Okay, come let's go!"
The handle of the door was moving. Getting note of it, the dual-haired cop hid himself inside a box.
"Hmm, looks like someone is here. I heard some noise."
"Man! Is it Ray who escaped? Pah! Cats aren't that ordinary! Being small in size, did it escape so easily?"
"Hey you Kitten! Get out of the box man!"
Soon, the dual-haired popped out, shooting each of the men to death.
"Never underestimate the power of a common man, even a kitten," smirked Ozuma, as he locked the door, putting the corpses inside a cupboard.
'Now I'll have to be extra careful. They would have found me out. I am coming for you, Ray. Wherever you are, I'll bring you back safe, but something will definitely make you feel shocked. But, I am not telling that to you right now. The time will come when you'll be learning that. And Karine… I never knew that you would… you would do like this. Do you know how shocked I am?'
Stealthily emeralds glanced at the headquarters, amazed by its structure. But paying vague heed to it, she locked her car and jogged with her pistol.
"Man! I thought it would look like an old bungalow, but no. How advanced they are! Surely, they are going to cripple the police if we aren't careful."
She turned around and saw a vehicle. It was sounding familiar to her.
'Quentea Valkov? This was the vehicle which Quentea used during her graduation life before getting married to Tala and went to Russia. Then why is her car here? Probably, is she here too? Must be?'
Being perplexed, she sneaked into the headquarters.
Around ten minutes later, another black BMW arrived, having a Spaniard inside. She'd quickly get off from her car, slamming the door in a hurry. To her surprise, she already saw a few cars being parked with two guards, lying dead on the floor.
"God, looks like Ray has killed them."
She turned around to see a familiar Range Rover. "Quentea? Is she here?"
Gulping, she too sneaked in.
'Man, hope Ray is careful. Killing two guards would have made them suspicious. Dammit. And Quentea is here too. Does that mean that Tala is here?'
"Hey Nicolas! We have interrogated Ray!" exclaimed Karine.
"Say, how he entered amidst the strong security systems?" he asked.
"Looks like he killed the guards."
"WHAHT!?"
"Yeah! Just have a look outside!"
Nicolas opened the window. Followed by Ray's bike, there were a couple of anonymous vehicles being parked.
"DAMMIT Nicolas! Followed by Ray, there are few more who have sneaked in! Shit!"
Frustrated, he kicked the tables, chairs.
"Nicolas! No!" exclaimed Karine, holding her brother tightly.
"What are you expecting me to do?"
"Why are you tense right now? Going to cry on your father's laps?" she asked.
"Fuck man!"
"Language!"
The Russian infuriatingly sighed.
"We'll do one thing. Don't kill Ray to death for now! I will slaughter him much later! He too loved my Salima once upon a time right? Hah! Let that freaky Half-Australian come. I'll beat him two hundred times than that of Ray because…. Because he permanently took away my Salima from me! Just leave that Neko-Jin in his passed out state. If he is dead, we can't know the bitchy plans of the cops."
"Hmm, fine. But I shouldn't be shown to them."
"What's the use of it Karine? I am damn sure that they would have found that out. Now its not going to be a major concern. Our target is just to kill Kane, Mariam and others except for Ozuma and Salima, right?"
"But Nicolas, Ozuma will never return to me after he knows that…"
"You shouldn't worry about that. Your major concern is what? Kill Mariam. That's it. You'll kill her with your own hands. Fair enough?"
Somehow managing to smirk, she replied, "Okay."
As soon as Nicolas was about to call his men, a man entered.
"Excuse me sir! We have tracked four anonymous here! That excludes Ray!"
"Tell me who they are Andrae!" ordered Nicolas.
"One at the store room, one at the first floor, one at the last and….."
The Mafian couldn't believe himself.
"One… here."
"DAMMIT! Who is playing hide and seek here? Come out man! Kane! Is that you?! Or Kai!"
"It's me Nicolas. Have some respect, cuz I am older to you."
Hearing the familiar feminine voice, the three Mafians turned back.
"Quentea!" exclaimed the siblings, baffled.
"It's me! Good that you all recognized," she smirked, holding her pistol.
"W-W-W-When did you come here? You…you were in Russia, right?" asked Nicolas.
"I came whenever I had to," she replied, smirking.
"Ugh! That freaky Hiwatari has got them all to kill us, ah?"
"Nope, he has got us to shoot first and then question," she replied.
"Ugh! Gentlemen!"
"Yes sir!"
Hearing the command of their boss, they all surrounded the woman with their pistols pointing towards her.
"Wow! Do you all think that I am going to get scared after seeing your underdogs here, huh?" she asked, letting out a proud smirk.
"Hey, what plans do you have?!" asked Nicolas, getting anxious by each and every second.
BANG!
"Don't worry Tala, you can trust us for sure!" exclaimed the navy-haired, receiving the mushy half-Russian red-head.
"Careful Tyson, you and Hilary will have to take care of so many children here. Ensure that they all are safe, and you guys take care of yourselves too," sighed the Russian.
"Where is Quentea?" asked Hilary, as she was spoon-feeding a toddler.
"She has gone to the headquarters of Mafia. Hope she is safe there," he replied.
"And, to add on guys. Kai has sent forty guards just to protect this building. We have made sure that every criminal will be denied to enter this place. So, don't get panic. His cops aren't ordinary either. We have arranged strong security systems along with strong door passwords and finger prints and so on. I am hundred percent sure that they won't target this place," remarked Tala.
"Thank you very much for this help. Almost each and every child is the child of a cop. They too need to be protected," sighed Hilary.
"No guys, it's I who should thank you all," replied the Russian, as he smiled feebly, looking at his son still in slumber.
"I really wonder how he is going to react after he wakes up, because neither I nor my wife would be here by then. And, I have no clue what happened to Quentea."
"Hmm… so what's your decision, wife or your child," smirked Hilary.
Child or wife?
Flashback:
"Sir, we are really very sorry. Mrs. Valkov's abdominal cord got knotted. And, we can't save both the lives if you decide for delivery. Or else, they both will lose their lives. And, it's impossible for us to find if the knot is lore or tight…"
The fumed up Russian clutched the collar of the doctor and yelled, "I want both! I should see none dead! Neither my child nor my wife!"
"Be patient sir! This is very crucial! Try to understand us!"
"I have a firm belief that they both will survive! Kindly go and save both of them," he seethed in vigor and pain.
"Chief Doctor! We were able to save both the child and the mother! The knot was lose!" exclaimed a nurse from the room.
"What!?" cried the doctor, as he quickly entered the room. Medical miracle...
The red-head couldn't be much happier as he was the happiest. He too entered the room, having a glance at the sight and those soon turned out to be stares of pleasure. He looked at his feeble wife. She was pretty pale and her eyes were narrowed due to the body-wracking pain which she had undergone. Blue veins were quite visible, and tears trickled down from her eyes but the beautiful smile from her face was still there though it was weaker. The nurse handed over the child to the Russian. His hands were shivering but yet he didn't lose hold of his child. He let tears of joy as he heard the cries of his son.
"Quentea… Look, he is like me," he said in a tearful voice.
"Yeah… he is very cute," she replied, though being exhausted. She gently shut her eyelids, forcing her tear to roll on her cheek.
The nurse bought a chair for him. He thanked her and sat beside his wife.
"Tala, I am very tired. But, I wanna cradle my child," she replied as she opened her eyes again.
He nodded his head in approval as the back-head received the little red-head. "Quentea… you are a really strong woman. I still wonder how did you bear the pain."
"I am strong physically, but mentally too. I had infinite hopes that I and my child will survive. And, I kept one more thing under consideration while delivering the child. You. You are always by my side, Tala. Without you, this wouldn't have been possible. You reside in my heart. Always," she remarked as Tala gently pecked her forehead.
Current day:
The red-head Russian opened his eyes as a smile bloomed. "It's tough for me to decide, Hilary. I love both. My son and my wife. My son would just cry if I leave him and he wouldn't lose his life, but my wife's life is at stake. So, I'll have to go right now. Take care guys," he said.
The navy-haired and the brunette nodded their heads in approval. The red-head left the place, shortly after Hilary placed the little baby on the bed.
"Aww… Kids are really cute," simpered Hilary as she went to the kitchen.
"Why? You'd want them?" asked Tyson, nudging her elbow. She blushed and replied, "Oww, leave me darling! I mean, I'd like to have them after…"
"After?" he smirked.
"I can't tell," she chortled, pointing her tongue out.
"Hilary!" he yelled, but amusingly chortled. "What Tysee? Need not worry. We'll have kids soon," she winked.
"How many?"
"Sweety, just leave me. I'll think about it later," she chortled.
Tyson scratched his forehead as his face occupied hundred shades of red.
BANG!
One of the men fell down, meeting his fate. Karine and Nicolas looked around, seeing a panel of cops. Ozuma, Mariam, Joseph, Julia, Oliver, Stella, Lisa, Mingzhu, Mathilda and Kyomi.
Nicolas blurted out, "Andrae! Check the tablet man! You said four, but there are ten here apart from Ray!"
Gulping, the Mafian looked at his tablet.
"Sir, they all have entered while our men were trying to trap Quentea! Unbelievable!"
"Nope dear, we have broken all the surveillance cameras at a few places," smirked Julia.
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG… Shortly, five more men met their fate.
"Ugh! What the hell you bloody cops are!?" asked Karine.
She looked at all the ten cops. She got perplexed after looking at the German, Australian and French.
"You… you three don't look like Japanese! Who you both are!? To whom you work for?! You too pinkie!" she yelled.
"Darling, I am the chief of the French Police! Have some respect." remarked Oliver.
"And you'd want to know for whom we girls work for?" asked Stella.
"Whom?" asked the siblings with their widened eyes.
"Ask your assistant to check the tablet again. You'll get two more censors at the lobby," smirked Mathilda.
Andrae showed the tablet to both Nicolas and Karine. They looked baffled.
"DAMMIT!"
"Finally we're here. We have did a good job by sending some of our cops with Oliver beforehand," sighed the blunette.
"Kane? Are you sure that they all are safe?" asked the red-head, a little frightened.
"Oh Sally, they will be. Shall we part and then sneak? It would be a good idea if we separate," he suggested.
She nodded her head in agreement as she sighed. They were gazing at each other for a few seconds. "Aaha, we'll have more time for that anytime later, but we don't have time to save this world," remarked the blunette as he broke the glance.
"Oh yeah," she immediately responded, taking her pistol, biting her tongue in vague distress.
"Shall we go?" asked Kane, sighing.
"Yeah," she replied.
"Careful," he murmured, leaving the place immediately after patting her shoulder.
Her purple full-sleeve circle-neck top concealed her trunk and her chest, her white skirt showing her hour-glass hip. Her black boots and her stalking hid her slender legs, except for a thick lining of her slender thighs being revealed. Her bun was still intact and even the strong breeze couldn't flirt with it. Her eyes had the signs of glory and victory.
Before entering, she seethed as her eyebrows frowned, 'you shall be doomed, Nicolas!'
"Fuck man! Fuck! Did that Kane come here?" exclaimed Nicolas, hitting all the furniture as they fell down and a few broke. Even the cops got frightened.
Quentea whispered, "I think Nicolas doesn't need a gun. He is just good with his hands." The lady cops giggled.
"Nicolas, we will have to take you for interrogation. You too Karine," remarked Ozuma, cocking an eyebrow at the purplette Russian. Few cops were pointing pistols at her but let Nicolas free.
BANG!
The panel of ten cops turned back and saw a couple of Mafians with their weapons. Looking at them, the cinnamon-haired got super excited, as he felt an evil euphoria invading him.
"Yayy! I have few of my men alive! Now answer to their weapons, dear cops!" he smirked as he let out an evil laughter.
In another few seconds, the pistol fights between the cops and the threatening criminals started. The room was turning messier, even without the help of the cinnamon-haired Russian. He kicked the furniture, but the cops can cause an earthquake.
"Hey Andrae! Come here man!" called Nicolas, but he was busy engaged in a gun-fight with Stella, who seemed to not retreat and could shoot him anytime.
"But sir, the pet of your enemy isn't leaving me either! I can't dodge from her! Is her gun a glutton to have so many bullets?" asked Andrae.
"Stop joking man! She herself doesn't look like a glutton, then how can you call her gun be one? Try to dodge from her and come with your idiotic tablet!" yelled Nicolas.
"Stop calling her a glutton!" yelled Oliver, shooting Nicolas but he dodged away.
"Man! I never called her!"
The greenette paid no attention to his words as he was solely engaged in shooting his enemies. Nicolas exclaimed, "Nobody respects me! Damn, damn, fuck!"
"Language Nicolas! Ni-chan hates it!" exclaimed Quentea as she winked, to which Nicolas seethed.
"But she can shoot me to death!" exclaimed Andrae, as she kept targeting him and he kept defending like a frightened scoundrel.
In another fifteen minutes the fights were ceasing and Nicolas was engaging in a fight with Ozuma, after seeing his men being killed. Karine on the other hand was thirsty enough to quench Mariam's blood but the blunette was vigorous. Soon, a scarlet came and was witnessing everything. Her soon-to-be assistants or colleagues, her batch mates, her pals and her enemies…. Fighting like cowboys. She was denied a chance to enter the mini battleground.
Once the cinnamon-haired noticed her, his eyes turned lustful, glancing at her figure like a pervert. She had her Beretta being pointed towards him, but his craving eyes were focused on her. Ozuma, through his actions asked if he would be for her care, but Salima denied swaying her head in disapproval. Ozuma gave a thumbs up and went for Mariam's aid who was hit hard by Karine shortly. Karine already wanted to kill her but Ozuma hit her harder that she laid passed out but not dead. He took Mariam out of the headquarters.
Meanwhile, Salima attracted Nicolas with her gun outside. A gun was like a magnet to him, no. She was a magnet to him, attracting him. The gun was just the secondary magnet. Though her gun was pointing at him, he still kept advancing towards her.
"Aww, my Sally baby. How hot and sexy you are!" he smirked, grabbing her shoulder. She juddered, but his muscular arms pinned her against the wall. Her heart increased its pace as he surmounted his hands on her waist.
"Do you know that I wanna have fun with you lady?"
"You good for nothing pervert and bastard! Leave me! I have so many people to care for me!" she shouted, though she felt defeated.
"Oww, but I am there for you right? I love you Salima!"
"But I hate you Nicolas!" she replied, his hands were reaching her nape. Hmm, it was her blunette companion who kept his hands there and it was softer then, but the cinnamon-haired did it quite harder, which made her whine.
"Nicolas! No!"
"I love you Salima!" he chanted but…
BANG!
"Aah!" cried the cinnamon-haired, as he got his elbow being shot. He turned and to his shock, he saw a raven-haired Neko-Jin. She too was surprised, seeing her colleague there for her aid.
"Ray!" she cried in excitement.
They got the sight of the Neko-Jin, almost bruised at a few parts with cuts and injuries, but yet his posture was brave and masculine. The charm from his face hasn't gone yet. His pistol was intact firm on his hand.
"You have no right to touch a woman without her consent! Especially, when she has her man of dreams! Do that again, I'll shoot you to death!" he yelled.
"Ray!" she cried, running to him
"Oh Sally, are you okay?"
"I am good! Thank you very much for this help."
"Salima…" called a blunette as he reached the floor of ruckus, but just froze after he saw the scarlet hugging the Neko-Jin. He dropped his pistol. His throat felt heavier and his heart sank in melancholy. The other cops were done with their fights and Kyomi approached her boss.
"Sir…"
"Oh, Kyomi," he replied, juddering his head.
"We have shot some of the men to death, and Ms. Fernandez has planned to imprison both Karine and Nicolas," she said.
"Okay," he replied, giving a façade smile. His eyes were off from the duo, but Kyomi noticed it and understood everything. Smiling nervously, she said, not talking about it, "Okay sir. Shall we go?"
"Yeah!" he exclaimed but his voice shrivelled.
"Sir, are you okay?" asked Kyomi.
"N-N-N-Nothing Kyomi," he stammered.
On the other hand, the male greenette was heavily wounded. He stumbled upon the ground, holding his injured arm. The blonde ran to him, "Sir Polanski! Sir Polanski!" she cried, holding his shoulders.
"I am okay Stella, I am okay," he replied, as he smiled feebly.
"No! We'll have to go to the hospital immediately! Sir Yamashita! I am taking him Mr. Polanski to hospital!"
The blunette gasped after seeing his condition, "Yeah, go!"
"Ms. Fernandez, do you mind if I take your car?" asked Stella.
"Oh, sure. But I'll come with you too because you alone can't help him," she replied, holding the other side of Oliver.
"Thank you very much… Ouch!" whined Oliver. The women immediately took him out from the headquarters as soon as possible.
"Where is that Karine?" asked Ozuma, but she seemed to be nowhere.
"Ugh! Looks like she escaped Ozuma," replied Mariam, having her fists on her hips and she seemed to be alright after Ozuma treated her wounds.
"But she will not be caught for sure! If we imprison her, our job is almost done!" exclaimed Ozuma, kicking the bench in frustration.
Suddenly, Ozuma and Mariam turned back to see the scarlet and the blunette. They both ran to them.
"Kane and Salima!" they cried. Ozuma hugged the blunette and Mariam almost collapsed on Salima.
"Salima! My baby!" squealed Mariam, almost squeezing her.
"Hi Mari!" she cried, hugging back her batch mate.
"Hey Kane! Where did you go all of a sudden?" asked Ozuma, retreating from the blunette.
The blunette scratched his head in guilt and replied, "Uh, I wanna work in Australia."
"You could have attended the farewell at least," snapped Mariam, punching the blunette's shoulder. She too pushed the scarlet's cheek in slight annoyance.
"You too babe? We thought that you both eloped!" exclaimed Mariam, to which both Kane and Salima blushed infuriatingly.
"How could we? We were young back then," he replied.
"Aww… but finally, we are meeting each other after a long time," sighed Mariam.
"Mariam! Where is that Nicolas?" asked Ozuma.
"Don't get tensed Ozuma. Lisa and Mingzhu have taken him to the headquarters for interrogation," replied Mariam, as she rubbed the chest of her lover.
"Hey dudes, are all safe back there? Kai, Sara, Shizuka, Mystel? Everybody?" peeped in the raven-haired Neko-Jin. Both Ozuma and Mariam juddered, unable to respond in guilt. They had their heads bent down.
"What happened to them?" asked Ray, Kane and Salima in synchrony.
"Kai and Sara are fine but… Mystel and Shizuka… were shot to...death," mumbled Mariam. Hearing the bad news, the three felt a heart attack, especially Ray. He collapsed on the ground. He was froze initially, but then lamented, wailed and cried.
"MYSTEL!" he cried.
"Oh no!" cried Salima, as she collapsed on Kane's shoulders. He too cried, caressing her shoulders.
"It's of no use to cry guys. We have lost even Shizuka too. She is married, has a son and her husband too lost his life when we was working for the army. Poor she… Tyson and Hilary will wonder how to convey this to that child," cried Mariam.
Now, the Neko-Jin got up. He felt like a vampire, craving for drinking the blood his enemies.
"Guys! Let's go! I am not going to waste any time further! I'll surely avenge for both Mystel and Shizuka! I-I-I-I… I should have been with them! Fuck my fate!"
"Okay cool down Ray, cool down! Karma can be a bitch, but it will work favourable for us," remarked Quentea.
To be continued…
Yayy! My exams got over! Let's party! XD And I have a ten-day break from online classes! *jumps and dances*
Ahem, pardon for my madness. So, how was the update? I hope it was worth waiting because I haven't updated this for sooo long. And, you guys deserve a longer chapter as you all have waited.
Kay, wondering how Nicolas will be interrogated? Will Karine be caught? Will Oliver be alright? Will Kane get rid of his distress? Actually the relation between RaySal is just care and affection but Kane misunderstood it as Ray and Sally had a past relationship. KaneSal fans, need not worry. It's just that Ray saved Salima and I didn't justify that they love each other. No, Salima has feelings for Kane. She and Ray are batch mates and close friends.
But Misty, I hope you liked the heroism of Ray and the way he saved Sal *winks*
Pardon any errors.
Do read and review. Next chappie will be up soon! :D Take care and stay safe!
-Nain ^^