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Story time!! Everybody sit cross-legged on the floor!! (What's that? Nobody reading this is in preschool anymore? ^^;;)
I do not own Weiss Kreuz. (Umi is mucho tired of proclaiming that, no matter how true it is...)
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Trade Your Fate::Act Four
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"....I can't believe what a fool he is...." the man laughed into the receiver of the phone. His wrinkled face creased as he smiled evilly. "You were right...he is spineless!! I can probably get him to do whatever job I want, just by asking in a loud voice!!" He laughed deeply, leaning over onto his desk.
"Hmmm?...He should be taking care of it right now, in fact.. ....That's ridiculous!! Those assassins will never figure out what's going on, before it's too late...."
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"Nii-chan..." she whispered, eyes still staring at the empty bed. The three men behind her were just as surprised, if not more.
"What the....?" Ken asked quietly. Omi stepped through the crowd of people in the doorway and looked around the room, hoping to find any clue he could. He got down on his knees and searched the floor, got up and examined the bed, etc... He sighed heavily turning back to the others.
"Yohji-kun!" The blonde snapped back to reality, suddenly. "Go ask at the desk down the hall. See if they noticed any suspicious people around today." He nodded, turning to leave. "Ken-kun, you stay here with Aya-chan." The brunette nodded numbly. "I'm going to ask around."
The boy walked down the hallway, keeping an eye out for anyone he suspected of seeing something. He stopped abruptly, seeing a nurse come out of one of the rooms.
"Excuse me..." he began, politely. "...I'm looking for some friends of mine that are supposed to be meeting me here. Have you seen anyone around?" She looked thoughtful, hugging her brown clipboard close to her.
"Hmm...I did see a man with orange hair, earlier...Is that any help?" Jackpot. Omi nodded.
"Yes, thank you very much..." What luck, he told himself, to find such a potent piece of evidence on the first try. "Hmmm..." he looked around, hoping to find some more tidbits to add. He spied a man in a black business suit coming down the hall towards him. "Excuse me!!" he called down to the man. He looked up as Omi came towards him.
"Yes?" He pushed a piece of black hair out of his eyes.
"I'm looking for some friends of mine that are supposed to meet me around here...Have you seen anyone around?" The man's dark eyes gleamed.
"Come to think, I did." The hacker's blue eyes shined in anticipation. "...A man in a white suit. I saw him when I was coming in. He looked like he was going to the park. It was strange, really...he had someone slung over his shoulder..." he trailed off. The blonde's eyes widened.
"Thank you for your help." He gave a quick bow and took off down the hall, back the way he had come.
The man tucked his hands in the pockets of his business suit, eyebrows furrowed in worry. "I hope that was enough...." he sighed. "At this rate, I'll never be able to change fate back..."
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Ken patted Aya on the shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry...we'll find A--Ran..." It was so difficult to not call the red head Aya. Aya-chan leaned over in her chair, resting her head on her arms on the side of the empty bed.
"Nii-chan....where are you?" she whispered. Things had been getting worse everyday. First, she learns her older brother is in a coma. Then, he goes missing, to top it off... She sighed, burying her face in her arms.
"Ken-kuuun!!!" The brunette's head snapped around as Omi bounded into the room. He looked apprehensive, motioning the former goalie out into the hall. As soon as they were out of Aya-chan's range of hearing, Omi began to tell Ken of what he had discovered.
"So it was Schwarz..." he mumbled.
"Yeah, and that guy even said he saw Schuldich carrying Aya-kun!! He said they were going for the park!! We have to find Yohji-kun and--"
"--And?" Both assassins turned to find the afore-mentioned blonde.
"Schuldich kidnapped Aya!!" His sunglasses fell down his nose.
"Well what are we waiting for? Let's get moving, ne?"
"What about Aya-chan?" Omi asked, looking back to the hospital room.
"Maybe we should take her home..."
"No, we just have to leave her here. There isn't enough time." They nodded at each other before taking off down the hall.
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Schuldich strolled through the park idly; it was a warm night and the stars were out. He shifted the assassin over his shoulder, the load becoming annoying to carry. He spied a bench along the path ahead. Smirking, he quickened his pace.
Upon reaching the bench, he let the red head slide off his shoulder onto it, head lolling backwards. The German dusted his hands off and sat down besides the comatose man. He crossed his legs and leaned back, looking up to the sky.
"Nice night, eh?" he asked with a sly grin. Schuldich ran a hand through his orange hair, deciding he needed some entertainment. He let himself fall into the swordsman's mind, quickly being surrounded by blackness. He shoved his hands into his pockets and glanced around. Still black, just the way he had left it. Surprisingly, he could not see the owner anywhere inside. Growing bored, he left, finding himself on the park bench once more.
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Omi, Yohji, and Ken ran down the street in a pack. It was rather dark, now. Yohji looked down to his watch: 9:00 flashed in green numbering. His long coat flapped behind him as he followed the other two Weiss members towards the park.
They ran right through the gate, seeing the park deserted. Each one of them took a different path at the fork, hoping to find Schuldich before he left, even if the chances were slim.
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Schuldich gathered the red head in his arms once more before abandoning the bench completely and continuing on his way. He felt three more minds in the park as he walked. Each was filled with thoughts of finding the assassin he had slung over his shoulder. He grinned, deciding to make things interesting for them.
'Weiss...' he called to them mentally, hearing background noise from their individual minds disappearing instantly. 'Come find me, if you can...'
'Schuldich!!!' each assassin's mind screamed, almost in sync. He broke the connection quickly, leaving them to look on their own.
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"Hey." Omi snapped around, crossbow in a perfect position to take someone's head off. His blue eyes widened, not seeing Schuldich, as he had anticipated. A black haired man was there, instead, his pale skin standing out against black suit and hair.
"Wait," he began. "You were at the hospital!!" He lowered the crossbow, eyeing the man suspiciously. "What are you doing here?" The man smiled softly.
"Just here to help." The boy's hand tightened around the crossbow.
"Why do you know so much about all of this...?" he asked. The man's dark eyes gleamed, almost mischievously.
"Go that way." He pointed down a path, in another direction. The hacker blinked.
"Huh?"
"That way. Your friend is that way." Omi turned to look down the path.
"But--" he stopped abruptly as he turned again. The man had vanished. He sighed, turning to run down the path indicated by him.
'We're coming, Aya-kun.'
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He snorted taking the swordsman off his right shoulder and shifting him onto the left, instead. The red head was so damn heavy...
He felt a mental pang as a certain thought pattern drew nearer to him. He turned, just in time to see Bombay coming up the path, crossbow gripped tightly. The hacker stopped a few feet away.
"Schuldich!!" he cried. "Let Aya-kun go!!" He pointed his crossbow expertly, more amusing the German than frightening him.
"Ch, don't hit your friend with that, Weiss."
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Graaah...that was kind of a 'setting up' chapter. I guarantee you the next will be more interesting!! The next will probably be the last, too, so don't touch that dial!! Thank you for reading!! :D