First, these six operators needed to be, "disposed of". She didn't intend
to kill them. She worked with these people and trusted them better than
their boss. She raised her uzi and aimed. She flicked the silencer on, and
fired. Her marksmanship didn't fail her. The three main control operators
slumped over their consuls with a small tranquilizer dart sticking out of
the backs of their necks. There was no commotion and no alarm raised. Yet…
she hurried over to the sub- control rooms and similarly disposed of the
other operators. She holstered her gun and walked over to the main
computer. Pulling a small, thin, metal stick like thing from her pocket,
she pressed a button, which caused a thin, bright green, light beam shot
out. Using it to tap on the computer keys, she stared intently at the
screen, hacking into the classified files.
She was in. Nobody was rushing toward the control room or shouting. The files filled the screen and her eyes flickered, rapidly reading the contents before moving on to the next on. 'This could take awhile.' She thought. She heard an alarm, and immediately jumped away from the consul, drawing her gun. 'The baka must have tripped an alarm or aroused suspicion! K'so!'
She bolted for the door, but halfway there she stopped. Releasing a frustrated sigh, she turned back to the fallen adversary. She bent down, seized him around the waist and tossed him over her shoulder. She raced from the room, and inadvertently left her beam pointer…
Dodging expertly from corridor to corridor, she moved silently and with the ease and grace of a cat. Spotting something only she could see, she walked briskly towards a solid wall without any doors, windows or openings. After what would have been a painful collision with a wall, the girl was still walking. She was in a secret corridor hidden within OZ and leading out to a small town…
*** "Uncle Trieze, where are you taking me?" a six year-old Flame asked, scurrying after Trieze as he swept down the base corridors.
"I can't tell you." Trieze said, taking another left.
"Why?" Flame inquired, catching up to him.
"It's a surprise. You'll see."
"But-"
"Shhh… We're almost there." He said, turning right. Flame followed, her short legs working double time in order to keep up with Trieze. Her white dress shoes clacked against the floor, and her sky blue dress swished around her legs. Trieze arrived at an empty corridor and stopped.
"Here we go." He said with a smile. Flame looked around uncertainly. There were no windows, doors, cameras or anything in the hall that she could see.
"What the surprise?" she asked, looking at her uncle as though he had lost his mind.
"Hold my hand. Follow me." He said. Holding the small hand in his, he walked straight for a spot along the wall, nearer to the left of the middle. The wall looked solid to her. Before they reached it, she closed her eyes and turned her head away.
"Open your eyes, Flame." Trieze said, squeezing the little girl's hand reassuringly.
"Did we stop?" she asked, opening her eyes. She gasped and could barely make out a passageway leading through the secret passage.
Trieze took her through the tunnels as often as he could afford. Within no time at all, she was able to pick her way stealthily down the proper halls and could find the way in or out in her sleep… ***
"Hey. Look dude, I know you're awake. You can't fool me." She said to the boy dangling from her shoulder.
"How'd you know?" he said, laughing a little in the dark cavern.
"Easy. Your braid is wrapped around your arm right now, and your breathing changed when I picked you up."
"Man, is there anything you don't know of or deduct from observations?"
"Not really."
"And you're humble too."
"Shut it."
"Hey, um…"
"Yes? Do you have a question?"
"Actually… yes, I do. Do you think I could walk or you could hold me in a different position, because this is a very awkward view that I have currently…"
"What? You don't like the way I'm carrying you?"
"You carry me fine… I just was wondering why you need to carry me this way, with your ass in my… yeah."
"You mind having my ass in your face? Wow. Are you straight?"
"Hey! All I'm saying is that it's a little, you know… distracting, if you get my drift…"
"O.k. I'm afraid that for the risk of both our lives, I can't let you walk. I'll have to carry you. And also, I could carry you with you turned around…"
"Hey, now that would be better… WAIT!!! Then my face is in your…"
"Yup. Wanna go this way, or maiden style?"
"I'll stay like this…"
"Hold on. You're slipping off my shoulder." She quickly stops and readjusts him so he won't fall off. Then, so she can keep him better balanced and be able to move faster, she placed her hand right on his ass, seeing as how his waist was bent over her shoulder and all…
"Hey! What the hell?" he asked, shocked and confused.
"I need to balance you. And this is the best way to do so."
"You're not a shy girl, are you?" he asked, half smiling in amusement.
"Nope. I'm bold, take-charge, and mysterious."
"Mysterious, eh? How so?"
"I'm noticed, but not by my words. I'm intriguing, but not by looks. I'm memorable, but easy to forget. I'm seductive, but hard to hook."
"I'm intrigued. I'm just … me."
"Very descriptive."
"So is yours."
"You seem to be a very wonderful guy."
"I am."
"And I'm sorry."
"Uh… For what?"
"For having to kill you when we get out."
"Nani?"
"You screwed up my mission. You know who I am. Therefore, you must die."
"You are also one cold bitch."
"Thank you."
"You really are going to kill me?"
"Yeah, and I'd rather not. It's too hard on me and way too hard to cover up successfully."
"Ummmmm…"
"Shhh… Just enjoy the fact that I may let you live. MAY."
"Thank you so much for your generosity."
"Shut up."
"Why?"
"I refuse to get involved."
"Why?"
The girl stalked through the passages, continuing to talk and argue with the boy. After what seemed like hours, they suddenly exited into a bright pool of moonlight. The girl raised her face and walked forward more freely. The boy could tell what was going to happen next, so he pulled the uzi that she had left by him after shooting him out. The girl then unceremoniously dropped him onto the ground and moved to sit on the hood of a parked car. While she still had her eyes closed, the boy took his chance and fired. Looking expectantly at her, he swiftly joined her side. She opened her eyes and gave him a start.
"What did you do that for?" she asked annoyed. "You messed up my clothes."
"What?! Why are you not… you know… knocked out?" he asked, almost stuttering in surprise.
"Geez… You think I haven't had numerous tranquilizers used against me? I was practically an OZ tranquilizer pincushion when I was six until I was about nine. I've become partially immune to these things."
"So, you won't get out for another…?"
"Fifteen seconds and counting… 10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… Adios…" she said, collapsing onto the hood of the car. Duo gave a start and grabbed her before she fell off. Hefting her up and placing her in the passenger's side, he then climbed over to the driver's seat and started up the car.
"Let's go see if there's a place to stay. You couldn't abandon me, now I can't abandon you. Our lives are officially linked, whether or not we want them to or not. And how the hell did you manage to stay conscience that long?" [Duo doesn't seem to listen very well now, does he?] He carefully maneuvered the car out onto the dark path and headed for a nearby town…
She was in. Nobody was rushing toward the control room or shouting. The files filled the screen and her eyes flickered, rapidly reading the contents before moving on to the next on. 'This could take awhile.' She thought. She heard an alarm, and immediately jumped away from the consul, drawing her gun. 'The baka must have tripped an alarm or aroused suspicion! K'so!'
She bolted for the door, but halfway there she stopped. Releasing a frustrated sigh, she turned back to the fallen adversary. She bent down, seized him around the waist and tossed him over her shoulder. She raced from the room, and inadvertently left her beam pointer…
Dodging expertly from corridor to corridor, she moved silently and with the ease and grace of a cat. Spotting something only she could see, she walked briskly towards a solid wall without any doors, windows or openings. After what would have been a painful collision with a wall, the girl was still walking. She was in a secret corridor hidden within OZ and leading out to a small town…
*** "Uncle Trieze, where are you taking me?" a six year-old Flame asked, scurrying after Trieze as he swept down the base corridors.
"I can't tell you." Trieze said, taking another left.
"Why?" Flame inquired, catching up to him.
"It's a surprise. You'll see."
"But-"
"Shhh… We're almost there." He said, turning right. Flame followed, her short legs working double time in order to keep up with Trieze. Her white dress shoes clacked against the floor, and her sky blue dress swished around her legs. Trieze arrived at an empty corridor and stopped.
"Here we go." He said with a smile. Flame looked around uncertainly. There were no windows, doors, cameras or anything in the hall that she could see.
"What the surprise?" she asked, looking at her uncle as though he had lost his mind.
"Hold my hand. Follow me." He said. Holding the small hand in his, he walked straight for a spot along the wall, nearer to the left of the middle. The wall looked solid to her. Before they reached it, she closed her eyes and turned her head away.
"Open your eyes, Flame." Trieze said, squeezing the little girl's hand reassuringly.
"Did we stop?" she asked, opening her eyes. She gasped and could barely make out a passageway leading through the secret passage.
Trieze took her through the tunnels as often as he could afford. Within no time at all, she was able to pick her way stealthily down the proper halls and could find the way in or out in her sleep… ***
"Hey. Look dude, I know you're awake. You can't fool me." She said to the boy dangling from her shoulder.
"How'd you know?" he said, laughing a little in the dark cavern.
"Easy. Your braid is wrapped around your arm right now, and your breathing changed when I picked you up."
"Man, is there anything you don't know of or deduct from observations?"
"Not really."
"And you're humble too."
"Shut it."
"Hey, um…"
"Yes? Do you have a question?"
"Actually… yes, I do. Do you think I could walk or you could hold me in a different position, because this is a very awkward view that I have currently…"
"What? You don't like the way I'm carrying you?"
"You carry me fine… I just was wondering why you need to carry me this way, with your ass in my… yeah."
"You mind having my ass in your face? Wow. Are you straight?"
"Hey! All I'm saying is that it's a little, you know… distracting, if you get my drift…"
"O.k. I'm afraid that for the risk of both our lives, I can't let you walk. I'll have to carry you. And also, I could carry you with you turned around…"
"Hey, now that would be better… WAIT!!! Then my face is in your…"
"Yup. Wanna go this way, or maiden style?"
"I'll stay like this…"
"Hold on. You're slipping off my shoulder." She quickly stops and readjusts him so he won't fall off. Then, so she can keep him better balanced and be able to move faster, she placed her hand right on his ass, seeing as how his waist was bent over her shoulder and all…
"Hey! What the hell?" he asked, shocked and confused.
"I need to balance you. And this is the best way to do so."
"You're not a shy girl, are you?" he asked, half smiling in amusement.
"Nope. I'm bold, take-charge, and mysterious."
"Mysterious, eh? How so?"
"I'm noticed, but not by my words. I'm intriguing, but not by looks. I'm memorable, but easy to forget. I'm seductive, but hard to hook."
"I'm intrigued. I'm just … me."
"Very descriptive."
"So is yours."
"You seem to be a very wonderful guy."
"I am."
"And I'm sorry."
"Uh… For what?"
"For having to kill you when we get out."
"Nani?"
"You screwed up my mission. You know who I am. Therefore, you must die."
"You are also one cold bitch."
"Thank you."
"You really are going to kill me?"
"Yeah, and I'd rather not. It's too hard on me and way too hard to cover up successfully."
"Ummmmm…"
"Shhh… Just enjoy the fact that I may let you live. MAY."
"Thank you so much for your generosity."
"Shut up."
"Why?"
"I refuse to get involved."
"Why?"
The girl stalked through the passages, continuing to talk and argue with the boy. After what seemed like hours, they suddenly exited into a bright pool of moonlight. The girl raised her face and walked forward more freely. The boy could tell what was going to happen next, so he pulled the uzi that she had left by him after shooting him out. The girl then unceremoniously dropped him onto the ground and moved to sit on the hood of a parked car. While she still had her eyes closed, the boy took his chance and fired. Looking expectantly at her, he swiftly joined her side. She opened her eyes and gave him a start.
"What did you do that for?" she asked annoyed. "You messed up my clothes."
"What?! Why are you not… you know… knocked out?" he asked, almost stuttering in surprise.
"Geez… You think I haven't had numerous tranquilizers used against me? I was practically an OZ tranquilizer pincushion when I was six until I was about nine. I've become partially immune to these things."
"So, you won't get out for another…?"
"Fifteen seconds and counting… 10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… Adios…" she said, collapsing onto the hood of the car. Duo gave a start and grabbed her before she fell off. Hefting her up and placing her in the passenger's side, he then climbed over to the driver's seat and started up the car.
"Let's go see if there's a place to stay. You couldn't abandon me, now I can't abandon you. Our lives are officially linked, whether or not we want them to or not. And how the hell did you manage to stay conscience that long?" [Duo doesn't seem to listen very well now, does he?] He carefully maneuvered the car out onto the dark path and headed for a nearby town…