Jim panted as he ran. Behind him, the howls and laughter of the Jackals echoed. Sliding around a
corner, the young boy skidded to a stop, trapped in a dead-end alley.
Gulping air, he spun, trying to find a way out. It was too late, the gang had already blocked the opening.
"Come on, kid," snarled the black haired leader. He was limping on the leg Jim had kicked when they
had first tried to grab him. "Ya can't run, just come along quietly." His single grey eye held bloodlust.
Backing away, Jim looked around wildly. There wasn't anyway out. As One-eye came forward, the
blond pressed as far into the corner as he could.
"Damn little brat!" One-eye raised his hand, as if to strike the young computer hacker.
Jim's eyes closed, but they popped open again at the sound of grunt and something hitting the ground.
One-eye laid on the ground, gasping for air. Over him stood...
"Aniki!"
Having jumped on Jim's attacker from the rood, Gene glanced at Jim. "You OK?" When his little
brother nodded, the redhead turned steely blue eyes on the groaning gang leader.
"I'm going to assume you're the idiot who thought grabbing Jim was a good idea." Shaking his head,
Gene placed his foot on One-eye's left wrist. "That was a mistake." The wrist bones began to grind
together as Gene pushed his foot down and twisted.
At the ensuing scream, a few of One-eyes minions started forward. A gun appeared in Gene's hands.
"This is between me and Idiot-boy here."
Around the opening of the alley, the Jackals settled in. The young bounty hunter had just made a
challenge. It would only end in one way. Death.
Knowing the rules of the challenge, Gene gave one final twist of his foot, then stood back.
Wincing, One-eye rose to his feet, cradling his injured wrist. The bloodlust Jim had seen earlier now
blazed in his lone eye.
"Gonna die, bounty hunter!" One-eye pulled his dagger.
Even as he made the first slashing attack, One-eye was blocked by Gene's own blade. Several scars
already decorated the redhead's body, telling of many fights.
At first, the pair only danced around each other, testing the other's skill. Blood flowed freely from small
nicks and cuts, nothing serious.
Keeping a wary eye on the gang, Jim pulled out his mini-computer. Typing on it, he pulled up any files
the police had on One-eye. Finally he got the information he was looking for.
"Aniki, his right arm's been modified!"
One-eye screamed at Jim's yell and tossed his blade to his left hand. A flick of the wrist, and three-inch
blades protruded from the fingertips. Now Gene faced a two weapon attack.
The dance upped a notch. One-eye now used the finger-blades, left wrist still damaged by Gene's
punishment earlier. Now red flowed more rapidly, dripping onto the pavement.
Rushing Gene, One-eye used his superior weight to bodyslam the young redhead into the wall. He
backed away with a scream. Jim didn't know what had happened. At least not until he saw the bloody
blade in Gene's hand.
With a smirk, Gene pushed away from the wall, rubbing his ribs. "So, are we done playing," he asked
the still cursing gang leader.
Now half-mad with pain, One-eye lashed out with the dagger in his left hand. As Gene dodged, the
finger blades struck. Only two caught, leaving a pair of deep cuts on Gene's left cheek.
Both Jim and Gene yelped at the sudden injury. Ignoring the pain, Gene lunged back at One-eye. The
battle turned from a dance to something close and dirty.
In such close quarters Gene wasn't able to dodge as well, pinned as he was by One-eye.
With a laugh, One-eye plunged his hand into Gene's side, all five finger blades penetrating.
The laughter turned into a chocked gurgle as a blade pierced his throat. Grey eye meet blue, and Gene
smiled, despite the pain. "Nobody messed with my brother." A twist of the blade and One- eye fell,
finger blades ripping from Gene's side. Blood gushed from the injuries. A scream broke the night air.....
***
Jim shot upright, gasping from the nightmare. He still remembered the fight well, even though he had
only been eight.
The scream sounded again, and the bed he sat on bounced as Gene threw himself to his feet. On the
other side of the bed, there was a thud, and the distinct sound of Fred yelping.
All three males ran through the open doors, stopping as the screaming stopped. All eyes focused on the
source.
Melfina blushed at the attention. Blinking large brown, she looked down. "I'm sorry. I was having a
nightmare.
Someone had been chasing Jim, then Gene showed up and fought a one- eye man. When Gene killed
him, the man hurt him, and there was blood everywhere, and...." Her voice trailed off as she sucked in
more air.
There was a blur of movement, and Aisha was bouncing on the bed next to Melfina. "I had the same
dream," she mreowed.
"As did I."
Fred nodded. "I did too. How about you two?"
Gene and Jim shared a look, then nodded. "It was more like reliving it," Jim supplied. Gene agreed,
eyes still showing exhaustion. He sighed.
"I think I did it."
TBC....
Hehehehe, yet another piece I wrote when tired. Hope you like this one as much as you like the other
two. :GW waves at the reviewers at Fanfiction.net.: Thank you for writing. I'll do personalized thank
you later. Also, if I get enough reviews, I'll do a sequel.
GW Katrina
corner, the young boy skidded to a stop, trapped in a dead-end alley.
Gulping air, he spun, trying to find a way out. It was too late, the gang had already blocked the opening.
"Come on, kid," snarled the black haired leader. He was limping on the leg Jim had kicked when they
had first tried to grab him. "Ya can't run, just come along quietly." His single grey eye held bloodlust.
Backing away, Jim looked around wildly. There wasn't anyway out. As One-eye came forward, the
blond pressed as far into the corner as he could.
"Damn little brat!" One-eye raised his hand, as if to strike the young computer hacker.
Jim's eyes closed, but they popped open again at the sound of grunt and something hitting the ground.
One-eye laid on the ground, gasping for air. Over him stood...
"Aniki!"
Having jumped on Jim's attacker from the rood, Gene glanced at Jim. "You OK?" When his little
brother nodded, the redhead turned steely blue eyes on the groaning gang leader.
"I'm going to assume you're the idiot who thought grabbing Jim was a good idea." Shaking his head,
Gene placed his foot on One-eye's left wrist. "That was a mistake." The wrist bones began to grind
together as Gene pushed his foot down and twisted.
At the ensuing scream, a few of One-eyes minions started forward. A gun appeared in Gene's hands.
"This is between me and Idiot-boy here."
Around the opening of the alley, the Jackals settled in. The young bounty hunter had just made a
challenge. It would only end in one way. Death.
Knowing the rules of the challenge, Gene gave one final twist of his foot, then stood back.
Wincing, One-eye rose to his feet, cradling his injured wrist. The bloodlust Jim had seen earlier now
blazed in his lone eye.
"Gonna die, bounty hunter!" One-eye pulled his dagger.
Even as he made the first slashing attack, One-eye was blocked by Gene's own blade. Several scars
already decorated the redhead's body, telling of many fights.
At first, the pair only danced around each other, testing the other's skill. Blood flowed freely from small
nicks and cuts, nothing serious.
Keeping a wary eye on the gang, Jim pulled out his mini-computer. Typing on it, he pulled up any files
the police had on One-eye. Finally he got the information he was looking for.
"Aniki, his right arm's been modified!"
One-eye screamed at Jim's yell and tossed his blade to his left hand. A flick of the wrist, and three-inch
blades protruded from the fingertips. Now Gene faced a two weapon attack.
The dance upped a notch. One-eye now used the finger-blades, left wrist still damaged by Gene's
punishment earlier. Now red flowed more rapidly, dripping onto the pavement.
Rushing Gene, One-eye used his superior weight to bodyslam the young redhead into the wall. He
backed away with a scream. Jim didn't know what had happened. At least not until he saw the bloody
blade in Gene's hand.
With a smirk, Gene pushed away from the wall, rubbing his ribs. "So, are we done playing," he asked
the still cursing gang leader.
Now half-mad with pain, One-eye lashed out with the dagger in his left hand. As Gene dodged, the
finger blades struck. Only two caught, leaving a pair of deep cuts on Gene's left cheek.
Both Jim and Gene yelped at the sudden injury. Ignoring the pain, Gene lunged back at One-eye. The
battle turned from a dance to something close and dirty.
In such close quarters Gene wasn't able to dodge as well, pinned as he was by One-eye.
With a laugh, One-eye plunged his hand into Gene's side, all five finger blades penetrating.
The laughter turned into a chocked gurgle as a blade pierced his throat. Grey eye meet blue, and Gene
smiled, despite the pain. "Nobody messed with my brother." A twist of the blade and One- eye fell,
finger blades ripping from Gene's side. Blood gushed from the injuries. A scream broke the night air.....
***
Jim shot upright, gasping from the nightmare. He still remembered the fight well, even though he had
only been eight.
The scream sounded again, and the bed he sat on bounced as Gene threw himself to his feet. On the
other side of the bed, there was a thud, and the distinct sound of Fred yelping.
All three males ran through the open doors, stopping as the screaming stopped. All eyes focused on the
source.
Melfina blushed at the attention. Blinking large brown, she looked down. "I'm sorry. I was having a
nightmare.
Someone had been chasing Jim, then Gene showed up and fought a one- eye man. When Gene killed
him, the man hurt him, and there was blood everywhere, and...." Her voice trailed off as she sucked in
more air.
There was a blur of movement, and Aisha was bouncing on the bed next to Melfina. "I had the same
dream," she mreowed.
"As did I."
Fred nodded. "I did too. How about you two?"
Gene and Jim shared a look, then nodded. "It was more like reliving it," Jim supplied. Gene agreed,
eyes still showing exhaustion. He sighed.
"I think I did it."
TBC....
Hehehehe, yet another piece I wrote when tired. Hope you like this one as much as you like the other
two. :GW waves at the reviewers at Fanfiction.net.: Thank you for writing. I'll do personalized thank
you later. Also, if I get enough reviews, I'll do a sequel.
GW Katrina