Whew!! Now, the showdown scene!! OOH the drama! The action! *drumroll*
As always, thanks to those who have sent reviews, you guys are what keeps me going!
Also as always, disclaimers apply....I'm really sick of saying this over and over again....
Now, CHAPTER 9!!
* * *
Demando watched on the surveillance screen as Serena stepped out of her car, and walked slowly, her arm held
by one of his bigger thugs, to the door. She put her hand to the fingerprint identifier, and it scanned positive. He
flipped a switch, and the door opened. Irene was led to the door, and mother and daughter looked sorrowfully at
each other.
Irene grabbed Serena's hands, and they seemed to argue briefly, then Serena said something to Irene, and Irene,
with an averted face, slowly walked out.
~ ~ ~
"Serena!" Irene had gasped, when she saw her daughter approach her, guarded by a huge man. "Honey, go back
home, mommy will be fine, you don't need to do this..."
'Serena' walked up to Irene and grasped her shoulders. "It's too late for that now. GO. Just do as I say, and go.
Everything will be fine, I promise you."
Irene looked suspiciously at her daughter for a moment. Something was off. True, she had the same blonde hair
and cornflower blue eyes as Serena, the same features, everything. But the look in her eyes...too jaded......too
coolly calm. Irene's eyes flashed in comprehension. 'You're not my daughter'.
Amy saw a flash of understanding in the older woman's eyes, and gave an almost invisible nod. Irene felt a mix of
worry and relief, but Amy gave her a gentle but firm shove towards the door, and she walked slowly towards the
silver Lotus. Entering, she saw a wary-eyed, handsome young man with long dark-blonde hair. "Sit in the back,
and cover your entire body with that blanket." He said, no preamble.
Irene gazed at him curiously. "Exactly who are you two?"
"I'm an agent, here to get rid of these bad guys." He said laconically.
"And that girl? She looks exactly like Serena, but she's not. A mother can tell."
"I love her." That was all Zack would say. His eyes were peeled on the guard standing about two feet away from
the car. Out of his briefcase, he took a pair of x-ray glasses. The man had nothing but a gun. "Stay low and keep
your whole body covered with that blanket on all sides." He said firmly to Irene. Then, his own gun in his hand, he
quietly stepped out of the car and shut the door. Moving with the stealth and grace of a panther, Zack slowly
crept towards the guard. A moment later, there was the click of a gun's safety catch turned off. The guard spun
around, and caught the bullet in the chest. He fell with a cry, and Zack grabbed his gun.
In an instant, alerted by the gunshot and cry, twenty or so more guards came running. Zack, in turns rolling on
the ground and vaulting through the air, shot with both hands. Bullets flew around him on all sides, but with sheer
luck, he managed to come out unscathed, and the ground was littered with dead bodies riddled with bullet holes.
But it was not over yet. At that moment, a man with pale blue hair emerged from the building.
~ ~ ~
Meanwhile, Amy had been led to Demando's room by a guard. Amy had been fingering her left earring the entire
way there. She had not brought her poison pencil since with Serena's fingerprints she wouldn't be able to use it.
But when they had reached the door of Demando's room, she had taken off her earring, and, with a cobra-like
speed and ferocity, stabbed the guard in the arm, squeezing all the poison in her earring into the wound. Before
the guard could react, she had stepped into Demando's room and slammed the door. The guard would be dead in
10 minutes.
"Ah, my darling Serena, welcome to my humble abode." Demando said mockingly. 'Serena' glared at him hatefully.
He stepped towards her, and touched her cheek. She slapped his hand away. "Filthy bastard!"
Demando laughed. Her total hatred of him was almost a turn-on, in a twisted way. He firmly grabbed her arms to
keep her immobile, and then pressed his face down towards hers to kiss her. But she twisted out of his grasp and
as the flat of her right palm came in sharp contact with his nose, breaking it, her knee came up fast and hard to
his groin. He doubled over in pain for a few moments, then straightened up again, his eyes flashing with rage, his
face cold and cruel despite the blood flowing from his nose. She spit in his face, then crouched down in fighting
stance.
Demando stared at her for a second, then comprehended. "You're not Serena."
"Damn right I'm not, bastard!" Amy replied. He gave a howl of rage, and launched himself at her. She met his
attack with her own, and soon the two were fighting fiercely around the room. Demando aimed a high kick at her
chest, and she rolled out of the way onto his desk. Suddenly, she felt something cold and metal under her back.
With a quick movement, she had the letter opener slipped into her sleeve. 'Zack-style'.
The two were battling it out. Demando was throwing various items from around the room at her. So far, she had
ducked a candlestick, a paperweight, a vase, a clock and a picture frame. But Demando was very skilled, and she
had a bruise on her cheek to prove it. She was quick and agile, but lacked a bit of his strength.
Amy decided that that was enough fighting for a while, and when he had left his torso open to attack while he
was changing stances, she fired the flying letter opener at him.
It sunk in with a sickening sound. Demando felt a quick, intense pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw, sunk to
the hilt in his chest, his letter opener. Coughing up a trickle of blood, he sank to the ground, and looked in defeat
at 'Serena'. His voice starting to fade, he asked quietly, "Who are you?"
Amy, exhausted, watched Demando crumple to the ground, and heard his question. "Agent Mercury." She said in
a succinct voice, one hand peeling off the mask and wig to reveal navy blue hair and big blue eyes on a highly
intelligent face.
"A---worthy--adversary....I salute you...." Demando wheezed out. His vision was getting cloudy. "When you--get
out of here....tell--tell Serena that---I have---always loved her." And with that, Demando, the callous and cruel
criminal, died, with a bit of humanity at the end. Amy gave him one last glance before turning away.
Amy stepped out of the room and quickly exited the building. She ran over to the car, calling out gleefully, "He's
gone now! He's dead!" Her joy turned to horror when she saw Zack lying on the ground, Irene hovering over his
unconscious form.
~ ~ ~
Aquemireen had seen from the surveillance camera the carnage that had taken place outside, and had stepped
out after those worthless fools had all been killed, no use being hit by a stray bullet. He saw Zack standing over
the many dead bodies on the ground. An agent. But a single agent. Alone. Aquemireen smiled to himself. The
agent had just killed 20 men. He was very good, but he would be tired. Rapidly assuming fighting stances, the
two faced off.
After the first few hits, Aquemireen suddenly hit him on the jaw, and in the few seconds that Zack had his mouth
open, he flung in a tiny white pill. At that very moment, Zack had imbedded a knife in his belly, and said to him,
"You're a dead man."
Aquemireen smiled despite the fact that he was dying. "As are you." He managed to choke out before breathing
his last.
Zack did start feeling peculiar, a burning feeling in his throat, and nausea. He stumbled to the car and collapsed
half a foot away from the door, falling to the ground with a thump.
Irene had watched the fighting from the car window, and all of the sudden she saw Zack fall down right outside
the car window. She rushed out, and bent over him. "Are you all right? What happened?"
Zack choked, his skin becoming cold. "Poison" He finally spat out, before passing out. Irene gasped, then looked
him over very carefully, checking his pulse and breathing. "Corrosive Sublimate." she muttered to herself. She ran
towards the nearest dead body and checked in his pockets. Empty. "Damn!" She checked another's, still empty.
Then a third. A pack of cigarettes. "Perfect!" Irene quickly took out a cigarette and pulled it apart, wadding up
the tobacco in her hand. She ran back to Zack's prone form, and forced some of the tobacco down his throat.
At that moment, a blue-haired, blue-eyed girl with a beautiful, milk-white face walked out, and ran towards the
car. Irene recognized her as the girl who had been diguised as Serena. Her smile vanished when she saw Zack
lying on the ground. "Oh my God what happened?" She demanded
"Poisoned by a corrosive sublimate. I just forced a bit of tobacco down his throat." Irene informed the girl. "It's
an antidote, and will temporarily keep the poison from killing him."
"Yes yes I know." Amy said in a daze, fingers flying on her cell phone numbers. Within minutes, an emergency
chopper showed up, picked them up and took them to the hospital. There, as Irene called Serena to tell her that
she was safe, and that Demando had been killed, Amy sat in the waiting room, tense and pale, beads of sweat
on her brow, as she waited for the doctors to flush and remove the poison from his system. It was a terrible few
hours for her. Even when she had been fighting Demando, or being pursued during other missions, she had never
felt so scared before.
Within an hour, Serena and Darien, accompanied by Mina and Kevin, arrived at the hospital. Serena gave a wild
cry of happiness when she saw her mother alive and well. The celebratory mood was ruined when she saw the
stricken look on Amy's face. All of them were silent. Amy had never, ever, in their recollection, held such a look
of terror and hopelessness on her face. An uncomfortable silence built in the room, but Mina stepped up to her
friend and gave her a hug. "Irene's a chemistry professor."
Amy nodded restlessly and wordlessly. No one made any more small talk, every eye was fixed on the hospital
room. Minutes passed, that seemed like hours, and finally, an exhausted but jubilant doctor stepped out. "He's
going to be just fine. He's awake now, and asking for Amy."
* * *
THERE!!! LAST CHAPTER!!!!! J/K, there's one more, and if y'all want an epilogue, I can write one. REVIEW and tell
me!!
As always, thanks to those who have sent reviews, you guys are what keeps me going!
Also as always, disclaimers apply....I'm really sick of saying this over and over again....
Now, CHAPTER 9!!
* * *
Demando watched on the surveillance screen as Serena stepped out of her car, and walked slowly, her arm held
by one of his bigger thugs, to the door. She put her hand to the fingerprint identifier, and it scanned positive. He
flipped a switch, and the door opened. Irene was led to the door, and mother and daughter looked sorrowfully at
each other.
Irene grabbed Serena's hands, and they seemed to argue briefly, then Serena said something to Irene, and Irene,
with an averted face, slowly walked out.
~ ~ ~
"Serena!" Irene had gasped, when she saw her daughter approach her, guarded by a huge man. "Honey, go back
home, mommy will be fine, you don't need to do this..."
'Serena' walked up to Irene and grasped her shoulders. "It's too late for that now. GO. Just do as I say, and go.
Everything will be fine, I promise you."
Irene looked suspiciously at her daughter for a moment. Something was off. True, she had the same blonde hair
and cornflower blue eyes as Serena, the same features, everything. But the look in her eyes...too jaded......too
coolly calm. Irene's eyes flashed in comprehension. 'You're not my daughter'.
Amy saw a flash of understanding in the older woman's eyes, and gave an almost invisible nod. Irene felt a mix of
worry and relief, but Amy gave her a gentle but firm shove towards the door, and she walked slowly towards the
silver Lotus. Entering, she saw a wary-eyed, handsome young man with long dark-blonde hair. "Sit in the back,
and cover your entire body with that blanket." He said, no preamble.
Irene gazed at him curiously. "Exactly who are you two?"
"I'm an agent, here to get rid of these bad guys." He said laconically.
"And that girl? She looks exactly like Serena, but she's not. A mother can tell."
"I love her." That was all Zack would say. His eyes were peeled on the guard standing about two feet away from
the car. Out of his briefcase, he took a pair of x-ray glasses. The man had nothing but a gun. "Stay low and keep
your whole body covered with that blanket on all sides." He said firmly to Irene. Then, his own gun in his hand, he
quietly stepped out of the car and shut the door. Moving with the stealth and grace of a panther, Zack slowly
crept towards the guard. A moment later, there was the click of a gun's safety catch turned off. The guard spun
around, and caught the bullet in the chest. He fell with a cry, and Zack grabbed his gun.
In an instant, alerted by the gunshot and cry, twenty or so more guards came running. Zack, in turns rolling on
the ground and vaulting through the air, shot with both hands. Bullets flew around him on all sides, but with sheer
luck, he managed to come out unscathed, and the ground was littered with dead bodies riddled with bullet holes.
But it was not over yet. At that moment, a man with pale blue hair emerged from the building.
~ ~ ~
Meanwhile, Amy had been led to Demando's room by a guard. Amy had been fingering her left earring the entire
way there. She had not brought her poison pencil since with Serena's fingerprints she wouldn't be able to use it.
But when they had reached the door of Demando's room, she had taken off her earring, and, with a cobra-like
speed and ferocity, stabbed the guard in the arm, squeezing all the poison in her earring into the wound. Before
the guard could react, she had stepped into Demando's room and slammed the door. The guard would be dead in
10 minutes.
"Ah, my darling Serena, welcome to my humble abode." Demando said mockingly. 'Serena' glared at him hatefully.
He stepped towards her, and touched her cheek. She slapped his hand away. "Filthy bastard!"
Demando laughed. Her total hatred of him was almost a turn-on, in a twisted way. He firmly grabbed her arms to
keep her immobile, and then pressed his face down towards hers to kiss her. But she twisted out of his grasp and
as the flat of her right palm came in sharp contact with his nose, breaking it, her knee came up fast and hard to
his groin. He doubled over in pain for a few moments, then straightened up again, his eyes flashing with rage, his
face cold and cruel despite the blood flowing from his nose. She spit in his face, then crouched down in fighting
stance.
Demando stared at her for a second, then comprehended. "You're not Serena."
"Damn right I'm not, bastard!" Amy replied. He gave a howl of rage, and launched himself at her. She met his
attack with her own, and soon the two were fighting fiercely around the room. Demando aimed a high kick at her
chest, and she rolled out of the way onto his desk. Suddenly, she felt something cold and metal under her back.
With a quick movement, she had the letter opener slipped into her sleeve. 'Zack-style'.
The two were battling it out. Demando was throwing various items from around the room at her. So far, she had
ducked a candlestick, a paperweight, a vase, a clock and a picture frame. But Demando was very skilled, and she
had a bruise on her cheek to prove it. She was quick and agile, but lacked a bit of his strength.
Amy decided that that was enough fighting for a while, and when he had left his torso open to attack while he
was changing stances, she fired the flying letter opener at him.
It sunk in with a sickening sound. Demando felt a quick, intense pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw, sunk to
the hilt in his chest, his letter opener. Coughing up a trickle of blood, he sank to the ground, and looked in defeat
at 'Serena'. His voice starting to fade, he asked quietly, "Who are you?"
Amy, exhausted, watched Demando crumple to the ground, and heard his question. "Agent Mercury." She said in
a succinct voice, one hand peeling off the mask and wig to reveal navy blue hair and big blue eyes on a highly
intelligent face.
"A---worthy--adversary....I salute you...." Demando wheezed out. His vision was getting cloudy. "When you--get
out of here....tell--tell Serena that---I have---always loved her." And with that, Demando, the callous and cruel
criminal, died, with a bit of humanity at the end. Amy gave him one last glance before turning away.
Amy stepped out of the room and quickly exited the building. She ran over to the car, calling out gleefully, "He's
gone now! He's dead!" Her joy turned to horror when she saw Zack lying on the ground, Irene hovering over his
unconscious form.
~ ~ ~
Aquemireen had seen from the surveillance camera the carnage that had taken place outside, and had stepped
out after those worthless fools had all been killed, no use being hit by a stray bullet. He saw Zack standing over
the many dead bodies on the ground. An agent. But a single agent. Alone. Aquemireen smiled to himself. The
agent had just killed 20 men. He was very good, but he would be tired. Rapidly assuming fighting stances, the
two faced off.
After the first few hits, Aquemireen suddenly hit him on the jaw, and in the few seconds that Zack had his mouth
open, he flung in a tiny white pill. At that very moment, Zack had imbedded a knife in his belly, and said to him,
"You're a dead man."
Aquemireen smiled despite the fact that he was dying. "As are you." He managed to choke out before breathing
his last.
Zack did start feeling peculiar, a burning feeling in his throat, and nausea. He stumbled to the car and collapsed
half a foot away from the door, falling to the ground with a thump.
Irene had watched the fighting from the car window, and all of the sudden she saw Zack fall down right outside
the car window. She rushed out, and bent over him. "Are you all right? What happened?"
Zack choked, his skin becoming cold. "Poison" He finally spat out, before passing out. Irene gasped, then looked
him over very carefully, checking his pulse and breathing. "Corrosive Sublimate." she muttered to herself. She ran
towards the nearest dead body and checked in his pockets. Empty. "Damn!" She checked another's, still empty.
Then a third. A pack of cigarettes. "Perfect!" Irene quickly took out a cigarette and pulled it apart, wadding up
the tobacco in her hand. She ran back to Zack's prone form, and forced some of the tobacco down his throat.
At that moment, a blue-haired, blue-eyed girl with a beautiful, milk-white face walked out, and ran towards the
car. Irene recognized her as the girl who had been diguised as Serena. Her smile vanished when she saw Zack
lying on the ground. "Oh my God what happened?" She demanded
"Poisoned by a corrosive sublimate. I just forced a bit of tobacco down his throat." Irene informed the girl. "It's
an antidote, and will temporarily keep the poison from killing him."
"Yes yes I know." Amy said in a daze, fingers flying on her cell phone numbers. Within minutes, an emergency
chopper showed up, picked them up and took them to the hospital. There, as Irene called Serena to tell her that
she was safe, and that Demando had been killed, Amy sat in the waiting room, tense and pale, beads of sweat
on her brow, as she waited for the doctors to flush and remove the poison from his system. It was a terrible few
hours for her. Even when she had been fighting Demando, or being pursued during other missions, she had never
felt so scared before.
Within an hour, Serena and Darien, accompanied by Mina and Kevin, arrived at the hospital. Serena gave a wild
cry of happiness when she saw her mother alive and well. The celebratory mood was ruined when she saw the
stricken look on Amy's face. All of them were silent. Amy had never, ever, in their recollection, held such a look
of terror and hopelessness on her face. An uncomfortable silence built in the room, but Mina stepped up to her
friend and gave her a hug. "Irene's a chemistry professor."
Amy nodded restlessly and wordlessly. No one made any more small talk, every eye was fixed on the hospital
room. Minutes passed, that seemed like hours, and finally, an exhausted but jubilant doctor stepped out. "He's
going to be just fine. He's awake now, and asking for Amy."
* * *
THERE!!! LAST CHAPTER!!!!! J/K, there's one more, and if y'all want an epilogue, I can write one. REVIEW and tell
me!!