Soooooo sorry that this chapter took FOREVER. Thank to the 4 reviews I have so far. That makes me sooo happy. Hopefully I will have more and if SOMEONE IS ACTULLY reading this plz review and give me ideas seeing how no one gave me any last time I ask for some. Which was why this take so long to write. I promise the ending will be funny. Well enough with my rumbling , just read part 9 in this story now.
THE BEINGING OF A ENDING
The black car slowly came to a stop at the Red Dragons Headquarters. Vicious open his cold blue eyes and looked up at the building with so much hate, that if he wasn't so serious at the moment, he would have thrown up. He open the car door and his coat blew around him like the snake the Vans called him. He knew he was walking into a trap, which had no way out. He didn't care. He didn't care if he die and never walked out of that building, so long as he could see Spike die. Or even worst, killed Julia because that would leave a bigger hole in Spike's heart and Vicious knew that would kill Spike more, then cutting his throat open with the dull side of a knife.
Vicious slowly walk to the front door and open them. Gun fire could be heard all around the place as he open the door, but he walked right into it as if nothing was happening around him. As if he was the only one in the world, just walking. He walked straight in a path up the stairs with his hands in his pocket and his head down with his sliver hair hiding his face. He knew he had people in the Red Dragons who saw his points of view about how the Vans should be replaced, and he knew that they would take care of the other followers of the Vans. So he need not worry about the people firing at him or were trying to. His followers would take care of the people on the first and second floor. All he need to worry about was the people on the third, fourth, and fifth floor. Where he knew Spike would be on the top. With that thought in his mind, his face turn cold and fill with hate. He started to run past the battle that was happening around him and run up the stairs to the second floor. All the while his followers shooting at the Vans followers, while the Vans followers shooting at them, when they should have been shooting at Vicious.
(A/N: Ok I know that seems so not real but HEY! This is MY story and if I want Vicious to walk in a battle field and not get hurt I can. If it was OUR story then you can have it your way then. Plus I stay Vicious can walk past a battle fight and not get shoot because on the war of Titan he got all his training there so :P to you non believers)
He ran past the people with ease, only killing the people that where in his way. He was like a bull, charging through the crowds of people firing at him, and not getting hurt. He did however get some starches here and there, but not big ones to injury him to stop going on to his goal. (A/N: ok now are you non-believes happy? He is hurt "some") Plus nothing could stop him from his goal, he was so close and he could see it, touch it, even taste it. It would be the best thing that every happened in his life.
His followers were doing a good job, seeing how they got the some training as the Vans followers. They were doing their job great, making the Vans followers shoot at them and not Vicious. They were pretty equal and they did their job with such great honor. Vicious easily got past them and to the next floor. The second floor was the same as the first, people shooting at the enemy and nothing could be seem through the gun shoots, smoke, or blood of the people flying everywhere. It was a classic war scene and Vicious smile devilish (A/N: like in esp. 5 where he first smile before pushing Spike out the window) at the sight. He was loving everything about it. He love the smell of it and the sight was too beautiful for it to seem real. He only look for a complete of seconds. Knowing if he stay to long to look at the wonderful sight, he would be caught in it (those he would love to be) and wouldn't be able to reach his goal that he was so close to being right now. He run up the second flight of long stairs, taking about 4 or 5 steps at a time, reaching the third floor in a matter of minutes, where it usually took a person about 10 or 20 minutes to reach. He wasted no time in opening the door and busted right through. He walked to the middle of the floor and ready himself for a fight. Gun shots and screams of death could be heard faintly on the second floor. No one was on the third floor it seem. Slowly the door creaked shut and Vicious turn around, seeing it was Faye who shut the door. She had her gun in her hand pointing it at Vicious.
'This well be a piece of cake seeing how she is so afraid of me.' Vicious thought and smile. "Why hello Miss. Valentine," he said in his dry sandpaper voice. (A/N: like in the ball room when he told her his name as Vicious.)
Faye jump a little at the sound of his voice and fire a shoot at him, which he easily doge and run up behind her, placing his sword at her neck. Faye clearly show her fear which she was dispersing trying not to. She choke back the lump in her throat. "You know Miss. Valentine, the first rule in trying to kill some one is not to fear them." He push his sword closer to her throat, "The second rule is to shoot them and kill them. Also making sure you know how to use the gun." For the first time Faye saw his face and was scare to death.
A/N: my back hurts and I feel this is a good place to stop writing and make all your people out there who are reading this SUFFER MORE by not letting you know what happens next. Heheheheh =) this WILL GET BETTER because the ending will be really funny and cool. But I just need some help getting those like chapters 10 and 11. So REVIWES would be very very very very nice. Thank you and because I don't know what to write next. I'm thinking maybe a little Vicious/Faye love thing or just have Vicious be the cool sexy man he is and kill the bitch =) (*sigh* got to love the evil ones with white hair and are great swords killers)
THE BEINGING OF A ENDING
The black car slowly came to a stop at the Red Dragons Headquarters. Vicious open his cold blue eyes and looked up at the building with so much hate, that if he wasn't so serious at the moment, he would have thrown up. He open the car door and his coat blew around him like the snake the Vans called him. He knew he was walking into a trap, which had no way out. He didn't care. He didn't care if he die and never walked out of that building, so long as he could see Spike die. Or even worst, killed Julia because that would leave a bigger hole in Spike's heart and Vicious knew that would kill Spike more, then cutting his throat open with the dull side of a knife.
Vicious slowly walk to the front door and open them. Gun fire could be heard all around the place as he open the door, but he walked right into it as if nothing was happening around him. As if he was the only one in the world, just walking. He walked straight in a path up the stairs with his hands in his pocket and his head down with his sliver hair hiding his face. He knew he had people in the Red Dragons who saw his points of view about how the Vans should be replaced, and he knew that they would take care of the other followers of the Vans. So he need not worry about the people firing at him or were trying to. His followers would take care of the people on the first and second floor. All he need to worry about was the people on the third, fourth, and fifth floor. Where he knew Spike would be on the top. With that thought in his mind, his face turn cold and fill with hate. He started to run past the battle that was happening around him and run up the stairs to the second floor. All the while his followers shooting at the Vans followers, while the Vans followers shooting at them, when they should have been shooting at Vicious.
(A/N: Ok I know that seems so not real but HEY! This is MY story and if I want Vicious to walk in a battle field and not get hurt I can. If it was OUR story then you can have it your way then. Plus I stay Vicious can walk past a battle fight and not get shoot because on the war of Titan he got all his training there so :P to you non believers)
He ran past the people with ease, only killing the people that where in his way. He was like a bull, charging through the crowds of people firing at him, and not getting hurt. He did however get some starches here and there, but not big ones to injury him to stop going on to his goal. (A/N: ok now are you non-believes happy? He is hurt "some") Plus nothing could stop him from his goal, he was so close and he could see it, touch it, even taste it. It would be the best thing that every happened in his life.
His followers were doing a good job, seeing how they got the some training as the Vans followers. They were doing their job great, making the Vans followers shoot at them and not Vicious. They were pretty equal and they did their job with such great honor. Vicious easily got past them and to the next floor. The second floor was the same as the first, people shooting at the enemy and nothing could be seem through the gun shoots, smoke, or blood of the people flying everywhere. It was a classic war scene and Vicious smile devilish (A/N: like in esp. 5 where he first smile before pushing Spike out the window) at the sight. He was loving everything about it. He love the smell of it and the sight was too beautiful for it to seem real. He only look for a complete of seconds. Knowing if he stay to long to look at the wonderful sight, he would be caught in it (those he would love to be) and wouldn't be able to reach his goal that he was so close to being right now. He run up the second flight of long stairs, taking about 4 or 5 steps at a time, reaching the third floor in a matter of minutes, where it usually took a person about 10 or 20 minutes to reach. He wasted no time in opening the door and busted right through. He walked to the middle of the floor and ready himself for a fight. Gun shots and screams of death could be heard faintly on the second floor. No one was on the third floor it seem. Slowly the door creaked shut and Vicious turn around, seeing it was Faye who shut the door. She had her gun in her hand pointing it at Vicious.
'This well be a piece of cake seeing how she is so afraid of me.' Vicious thought and smile. "Why hello Miss. Valentine," he said in his dry sandpaper voice. (A/N: like in the ball room when he told her his name as Vicious.)
Faye jump a little at the sound of his voice and fire a shoot at him, which he easily doge and run up behind her, placing his sword at her neck. Faye clearly show her fear which she was dispersing trying not to. She choke back the lump in her throat. "You know Miss. Valentine, the first rule in trying to kill some one is not to fear them." He push his sword closer to her throat, "The second rule is to shoot them and kill them. Also making sure you know how to use the gun." For the first time Faye saw his face and was scare to death.
A/N: my back hurts and I feel this is a good place to stop writing and make all your people out there who are reading this SUFFER MORE by not letting you know what happens next. Heheheheh =) this WILL GET BETTER because the ending will be really funny and cool. But I just need some help getting those like chapters 10 and 11. So REVIWES would be very very very very nice. Thank you and because I don't know what to write next. I'm thinking maybe a little Vicious/Faye love thing or just have Vicious be the cool sexy man he is and kill the bitch =) (*sigh* got to love the evil ones with white hair and are great swords killers)
