SIXKILLER
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Chapter Tweleve
"You see what I'm talking about? Totally unreliable! Absolutely and
utterly pathetic!" Mark raved, "Victor, you better get your act ready, today
we'll decide. Today!"
Abby standing helplessly in some imaginary sidebar, started to protest,
"But I only thought-"
"Oh, you only thought." Mark retorted, he turned to her and
shouted, "Abby sunshine, don't think, let us do the thinking,
this way, we'll be better off!"
"But I-"
"Oh yes, but you, it's always you isn't it? We always have
to listen to you." Marks eyes burned fiercely, "Look at what sort of
trouble you put us in."
"Victor," Abby looked helplessly at him, "Vic?"
"You're finished Abby." Mark started walking towards her, she
cringed and backed away, "You're done for, you hear me? You're going to
pay for your mistake very dearly, honey, you'll be lucky if you paid with your
life, what I have in mind for you…" Mark trailed off his eyes frenzied with
fury.
Timidly, Mickey spoke, perhaps it was because he saw himself much out of
line, he'd never truly ask to mangle with Mark –no one was stupid enough to-
but he had to do something, and it looked like Dominic wasn't going to say
anything, Roger had a confused look to his eyes, like maybe he needed someone to
explain the situation for him, "Shouldn't we let Victor handle this, its his
job mate. We know Abby did something wrong but surely-"
"But surely you'll SHUT UP!" Mark roared, he spun to confront
Mickey, his fists clenched and his arms ready to swing.
Mickey took a step back, Roger sensing a fight at hand stepped forward,
he may not have understood exactly what was going on but he knew that no one
should be fighting. No one fights in meetings, it was just all talk, and it was
Roger's job to keep it that way. "Mark. Back off."
Reluctantly, Mark did. And it wasn't because he was afraid of Roger,
well, he was, he would never win a one-on-one combat with the large boy –which
was what worried him- but besides that Roger was an easy enough person to deal
with, Mark didn't want to add more enemies to his list, especially since Roger
seemed to hold a special relationship to the girl.
"What do you think Victor?" Mark raised an eyebrow as if challenging
his friend to deny the charges he presented.
"He's right." Victor said tiredly, his eyes were blank and vacant
of energy, he seemed to be witnessing the event from far away.
As for Abby, it was like a blow in the face, she took a step back,
"What did you say?" She whispered, hardly believing what she heard.
"He said I'm right." Triumph beamed from Marks eyes he smiled
cruelly at Abby, keeping an eye on her face he spoke to Victor. "I'm going
to see to it that Abby gets what she deserves."
He paused, smiled at her and went on in a business like manner, "seeing
that it was Abby's fault that she let Tom fall back to the Yeerks, and with
him, of course is our secrets, she will no doubt participate in mission double
B. Do you agree with this assignment Victor?"
"Yes." The dim look in Victor's eyes was there. He stared emptily
as the opposite wall of Mickey's room.
"Pardon moi, les amis" Dominic said, "but mission double B?"
"Mission Bring Back."
"What? We haven't hard of that." Mickey shot a look at Victor.
"I had the opportunity to hold a conference on this mission."
Mark's smile grew wider.
"What conference?!" Mickey exclaimed.
"We weren't invited." Dominic objected.
"Of course not French boy;" Mark snarled, his expression liquidated
into pleasure, "It was a secret conference with the joint heads of resistance;
that would be me, second in command and Victor, first in command."
"But-" Roger started, looking at Victor in confusion.
"Ah-ah-ah." Mark cautioned with a shake of his head, "But nothing.
There was no need to inform any of you."
"What is this mission about?" Dominic questioned looking at Abby's
doomed face; she had it figured out even before Mark started explaining.
"Mission double B; mission Bring Back's object is basic, simple, and
foremost; straightforward." Mark smiled as he turned yet again at Abby and
sealed her fait, "We will launch a trade off."
"What trade off? With who?"
"We want Sixkiller back, right? And we don't need Abigail here do we?
Do any of you see a connection here?" Mark smiled sweetly, "It's really
simple Roger, we will swap the two; do you dig me boy?"
Mark walked right up to Abby and flicked at her auburn hair, "I'm so
sorry, Abby, but you had your chance and sadly…" Mark turned his head
glancing at Victor, then he looked back at Abby again, "You mucked up pretty
bad, Sunshine."
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Ohhhh, no, how many times did I say 'Poor Abby'?
Countless! She just doesn't know how to keep that keen nose of hers clear of
trouble, the story is getting a bit more exciting and dramatic, huh? You'll
get to see some action after all!
By the way, when Mark said 'Today we'll decide' he
was telling Victor that they should decide who they'd trade to get back
Sixkiller. Of course the trade involves double-dealing and so on, but hey,
anything so that Mark gets back his beloved possession.
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