Chapter XV: Two Twists and a Turn
"Oh my god," Volta murmured again. She continued staring at Bersek.
"Hey, what is it, Volt?" Chibodee asked from behind her.
Volta didn't reply. Bersek's eyes were full of hate. Volta couldn't tell, but she had a strange feeling that Bersek hated himself. Suddenly he fell to the floor, clutching his bare arm in pain. Volta looked at it. It was purple, sort of metallic. Then she saw Bersek's hand. "What the.?"
"Helloo?" Chibodee came up behind Volta. "What is going on here? Earth to Volta. Earth to Volta. Come in.BERSEK?" Chibodee stared in surprise at the form of the evil Neo-German fighter curled up on the floor.
Everyone except Sai Sici (who was completely absorbed in the video game he was playing) rushed over to the door to stare at Bersek.
"Let's help him," Rain suggested at last as she saw the purple spreading throughout Bersek's skin.
"No! He's the enemy," Domon said harshly.
"He helped kidnap Bunny!" Brad exclaimed.
"Please-help-me," Bersek said weakly.
Rain made a move to help the young man, but Domon held her back. "Domon, he needs help!"
"I don't care," Domon replied coldly.
George nodded his head in agreement. "Please, you guys," Bunny broke in. "If I'm not holding anything against him, then you definitely don't have to right to, either. I'm pretty sure that if he has a crest, he can't be all evil." Slowly, Domon, George, Brad, Chikori, Argo, and Chibodee moved away from the door.
Rain knelt down next to Bersek. "Get me my medicine case," she ordered Domon. He just stood there.
"Hello? Didn't you hear her? Go get the stupid thing already!" Volta waved her hand in front of Domon's face. He shook his head and reluctantly started moving towards the adjoining room. "Ugh! Why are guys so slow?" Volta complained and ran into the other room. Two seconds later she emerged carrying the medicine box. "You're so useful, Mr. Kasshu," she remarked in passing.
"Here, Mrs. Kasshu," Volta knelt down next to Bunny and Rain and handed Rain the box. Rain opened it and searched through her assorted medicines.
"Oh, I know I have it in here somewhere," Rain said as she frantically searched some more.
Bunny chanced a look at Bersek. The purplish color was in his cheeks no, rising to his forehead. Bersek tried to speak, but no words came out.
"Found it!" Rain exclaimed and took a vile of silver medicine and poured it into an injection tube. "Let's hope the cure for regular DG cells works on these things-whatever they are-too," she prayed and quickly injected the needle into Bersek's arm.
Rain, Bunny, and Volta just knelt there, staring at the suffering Bersek. Slowly, they saw the purple recede from his face. After a while, Bersek sighed in relief. "Thank you," he muttered.
Brad came forward again. "I think you have some explaining to do," he suggested to Bersek.
Bersek got up and smiled slightly. "Let me come in and I'll tell you everything you ever wanted to know."
Brad slowly made way for the King of Diamonds. Bersek looked around smugly and sat down at a table. "I guess you're wondering about this?" he asked and held up his crest.
"Among other things," Brad replied and put his arms protectively around Bunny.
Chibodee was about to do the same to Volta, but she pushed him aside saying, "Just get me that door over there, will you? If it works so well against pillows, it'll probably also does an even better job against little- evil-Shuffle-Alliance-members-who-kidnapped-Bunny, doncha think?" Chibodee looked hurt, but stayed near-by, eager to hear Bersek's story.
"How'd you get it?" Domon asked coldly.
Bersek shrugged. "It just appeared on my hand one day when I was training with the Hell Gundam."
"How do we know you're telling the truth?" Argo asked quietly.
"You don't," Bersek replied, his eyes as cold as his voice. "You'll just have to trust me."
Argo grunted.
"He's the King of Diamonds, Argo. No Shuffle Alliance member is one-hundred percent evil," Natasha defended Bersek.
"Thank you, Mrs. Guilsky," Bersek said politely. "Anyway, I've left Dr. Klements. He infected me with those Hell Gundam cells. I thought Shuffle Alliance members couldn't be infected with DG cells, but-"
"They aren't DG cells," Brad put in. "Isn't the Hell Gundam an advanced form of the Dark Gundam? Meaning that the same ruled don't apply."
Bersek nodded in agreement. "I left and came here. You people travel around way too much, you know that?" Bersek tried to lighten the mood.
"Great, you're healed. Now you can go home again, or whatever," Domon said.
"Huh? You guys can't throw me out! I'm part of the Shuffle Alliance. You're the only one better than me, Mr. Kasshu!" Bersek said.
Brad cleared his throat, to make sure that Bersek realized that he was now the King of Hearts. Bersek ignored him.
"Leave," Domon said and pointed to the door.
"No," Bersek said, his eyes colder than ever.
"You can't make him go, not if he's a Shuffle Alliance member," Rain said. "If he's a Shuffle Alliance member, he has every right to stay. We'll just give him a separate room, take away the key, and lock the door."
"You're people are just full of hospitality," Bersek commented dryly.
"Take it or leave it," Domon said.
Bersek sighed. "Fine, I'll take the room. I have no where else to go, anyway."
"Good," Volta said as Bersek stood up. "Bersek, I'd like you to meet your new room: the closet." Volta pushed Bersek into the spacious closet and threw in a pillow and a blanket. She slammed the door shut and locked it.
Bersek just stood there in the dark, dumbfounded. He eventually came to his senses and shrugged. It was better than being stranded outside in the pouring rain.
* * *
Dr. Klements chuckled to himself. So Bersek thought he could kill me. Ha! Doesn't he know by now that I'm immortal? And besides, who needs that dumb- blonde anyway. I have the ultimate thing. I'm unbeatable with this! Dr. Klements thought.
He was in a secret laboratory. There were tubes all around the place, scattered everywhere. It had been hard work, getting the body of Kyoji, but he had done it. It was even harder reviving Kyoji from the near-dead state he was in, but Dr. Klements had done that too. It was almost impossible to make Kyoji as powerful as he had been before. But all of that was done. And now came the easy part: waking the brain-washed Kyoji up.
Dr. Klements walked over to one end of the room. There was a large cylinder there, filled with purple ooze. And in the middle was Kyoji, revived and fresh. Brad's father reached for a purple button. Before he could have second thoughts, Dr. Klements slammed his fist down on the button. All the purplish goo from inside the clear cylinder sank out of it. And there stood Kyoji, inside the cylinder, ready to be re-born. Dr. Klements breathed in deeply. There was no stopping now. It was too late. He raised his hand high in the air and screamed, "Kyoji! Rise!" and smashed his hands on another button.
There was a rumble and a shake. Then Kyoji's eyes opened wide. Dr. Klements laughed louder than ever. Now, with Domon's big brother, he was ready to take over the world and the colonies in outer space.
* * *
Bunny, Volta, Rain, and Natasha walked down the main street of Berlin. It was the next morning, and the girls had decided to do a little shopping, leaving the men in the hotel.
"Mrs. Guilsky, I really think you need a new outfit." Volta eyes Natasha's green uniform.
"I'm perfectly fine, thank you," Natasha replied.
Volta shrugged. "Okay. If you want to walk around looking like an asparagus from the nineteenth century, by all means, don't let my good fashion sense stop you."
Natasha decided to ignore that comment.
They walked on for a while, looking in the shop windows. "Is it just me, or is that man stalking us?" Bunny asked under her breath to Volta.
Volta glanced over her shoulder. "I think you're right. C'mon! Let's go," Volta said and started to run, pulling the others behind her.
The man started to run, too. He chased the four women throughout all of downtown Berlin, until finally Volta and the others were cornered against an alley wall.
"Oh, boy. Not good," Volta said.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it," Natasha assured her.
Volta looked skeptically at the Neo-Russian women, but remained quiet.
"What do you want?" Natasha asked in a harsh voice as the man came panting up behind them.
After he had caught his breath, he answered. "A Gudam fight."
"Huh?"
"Wha'?"
"A Gundam fight?"
"You what?"
"A Gundam fight," the man repeated. He was wearing a cape that hid his face in shadows.
"What country are you representing?" Volta asked suspiciously.
"Neo-Germany," the man replied.
"But-but Bersek is representing Neo-Germany," Bunny said, confused.
"No he isn't. Where did you hear something like that?" the man asked, as if the thought was absurd.
"From Bersek himself," Volta said.
The man shrugged. "He must have lied, then. So, will you battle me?" he challenged.
"Um, okay," Volta replied hesitantly.
"I guess so," Bunny said.
"Meet me here.hmm.tomorrow at eight in the morning, okay?" the man asked. He didn't wait for a reply. "Good. See you them, ladies." He tilted his hat and walked away.
Rain shook her head. "Exactly what just happened here?"
"Well, I think Bunny and I just agreed to battle some mysterious Gundam fighter who says he's representing Neo-Germany," Volta summed it up.
"Remind me why you agreed?"
"BECAUSE NO ONE EVER DECLINES A GUNDAM FIGHT!" Volta shouted, a bit too loud. She calmed down a bit.
"I want to go to the library to check out if Bersek really is fighting for Neo-Germany," Rain said. "Let's go."
"Why are we listening to you?" Volta asked as they started walking.
"Because I'm the smartest," Rain replied smugly.
"What did you say? You're the smartest? Well, I prefer to think of you as." Volta started speaking in Indain again. She didn't think Domon would enjoy hearing that his wife had been described so colorfully.
Bunny stared at Volta as she continued insulting Rain. "Volta," she advised, "we're entering a library. I think you should stop now."
"Oh," Volta said, a bit embarrassed. She hadn't even noticed where she was going anymore.
"Volta and Bunny, why don't you go look through the newpaper articles about where Bersek was born," Rain advised.
"Why do we have to-" Volta started to protest.
"Let's just do it, Volta," Bunny said and pulled Volta to the library section where they newspapers where stacked.
"Okay, we want what?-about twenty years ago?" Volta asked as she searched through the stacks of newspapers.
"Yah, I think so," Bunny agreed as she scanned a couple newspapers. "Out of wonder, since when did newspapers report every time a baby was born?"
"Hello! Bersek is only the son of the former ruler of Neo-Germany. Of course it's gonna be in the newspaper."
"But if he's the son of whoever, then why do we need to find out if he's from Neo-Germany? We know he is."
"Because his father became ruler after Bersek was born!"
"But if Bersek isn't allowed to participate if he's not born in Neo- Germany, then why can Chikori?" Bunny asked, puzzled.
Volta eyed her menacingly.
"Sorry, I was busy learning Latin and how to cut steak without grating the knife on the plate, okay?" Bunny said defensively.
"Just keep on looking," Volta said.
They continued searching for a while in silence. Volta sighed. There were only a couple more stacks to look through. She started digging into one pile. A newspaper fell down at her feet. She sighed again, frustrated (the scent of old newspaper did not appeal to her), and bent to pick it up. The headline or a short article caught her attention. "Fiancee of Chibodee Crockett Killed in Car Crash!" it read. Volta picked it up, interested, and started reading. "Chibodee Crockett's fiancee died today as she was on her way to the church to get married. It was a hit-and-run accident, and the driver was never found.Mr. Crockett is heartbroken. "I'll never love anyone ever again," he had vowed. "Bunny was special. There's no one else who can ever take her place. Never." The funeral." Volta let the paper fall from her hand. "Oh," she said in surprise.
"Did you find it?" Bunny jumped up from her seat and came over to Volta's side. "I swear, these newspapers are moldy. I-Volta, are you okay?" Bunny asked as she saw the pained look on Volta's face.
Volta wiped away a tear that had started trickling down her cheek. "Yah, I'm fine," she said in a broken voice.
"Volta, as talented as you may be at cursing, you are not a very good liar. What's wrong?"
The fighter from Neo-Nepal pointed at he article on the floor. "Oh," Bunny said as she read it. "I see. Don't worry, Volta. He probably didn't mean any of it," Bunny patted Volta on the back reassuringly.
Volta nodded her head. Of course Bunny's right! Chib always says stuff that he doesn't mean on the spur of the moment. But-but if it is true, then exactly what am I to him? Volta shook her head to rid herself of that thought. He didn't mean it.
"You all right?" Bunny asked again.
"Fine," Volta replied and started looking throughh the remaining newspaper articles. "Bingo!" she shouted, in a tone a bit too loud for a library. "Oops. Bingo!" she said quietly.
"You found it?" Bunny rushed over.
"Yep! And it says that Bersek wasn't born in Neo-Germany, but later became a citizen. So that means that he could still be a fighter."
"Then which one is really the fighter for Neo-Germany?" Bunny asked.
Volta arched an eyebrow and looked at her. "You've been spending too much time with Sai. He's brain power is starting to have an effect on yours."
"Then which one is really the fighter for Neo-Germany?" Bunny repeated her question word for word.
"There's only one way to find out. Meet that guy, duh," Volta said.
* * *
Seven o'clock the next morning, Bunny woke up. She yawned and looking lovingly and the sleeping form of Brad beside her. Although George had forbid it, Bunny sneaked over to Brad's room every night. (Brad and Bunny had argued that it would be cheaper if they slept in the same room, but George was the king of Neo-France. Since when did he have to worry about money?)
Bunny quietly got out of bed, so not to wake Brad. She pushed a strand of blonde hair back from Brad's forehead and slipped out of the room.
"D***it, Chib! Why do you have to hold me so tight?" Volta cursed under her breath in the room next door. She tried to get out of the sleeping Chibodee's death-grip. No wonder he hold's me so tight. He probably thinks that I'll die if he lets me go, Volta thought to herself. Volta sighed. In a second, she had worked her way out of Chibodee's hold and had stuffed a pillow there instead.
She pulled an outfit out of the closet (where Bersek was still sleeping, mind you) and quickly dressed then left the room before Chibodee could wake up and realize that he was holding onto a pillow for dear life.
The four women met outside in the main lobby. "Ready?" Rain asked.
Bunny rubbed her eyes and nodded, as did Volta. "Why are you guys coming along?" Volta asked.
"Think of us as your personal cheering squad," Rain replied. They had no clue, but Bunny, Volta, Rain, and Natasha were walking right into a trap. A trap planned to help Dr. Klements rule the world.
"Oh my god," Volta murmured again. She continued staring at Bersek.
"Hey, what is it, Volt?" Chibodee asked from behind her.
Volta didn't reply. Bersek's eyes were full of hate. Volta couldn't tell, but she had a strange feeling that Bersek hated himself. Suddenly he fell to the floor, clutching his bare arm in pain. Volta looked at it. It was purple, sort of metallic. Then she saw Bersek's hand. "What the.?"
"Helloo?" Chibodee came up behind Volta. "What is going on here? Earth to Volta. Earth to Volta. Come in.BERSEK?" Chibodee stared in surprise at the form of the evil Neo-German fighter curled up on the floor.
Everyone except Sai Sici (who was completely absorbed in the video game he was playing) rushed over to the door to stare at Bersek.
"Let's help him," Rain suggested at last as she saw the purple spreading throughout Bersek's skin.
"No! He's the enemy," Domon said harshly.
"He helped kidnap Bunny!" Brad exclaimed.
"Please-help-me," Bersek said weakly.
Rain made a move to help the young man, but Domon held her back. "Domon, he needs help!"
"I don't care," Domon replied coldly.
George nodded his head in agreement. "Please, you guys," Bunny broke in. "If I'm not holding anything against him, then you definitely don't have to right to, either. I'm pretty sure that if he has a crest, he can't be all evil." Slowly, Domon, George, Brad, Chikori, Argo, and Chibodee moved away from the door.
Rain knelt down next to Bersek. "Get me my medicine case," she ordered Domon. He just stood there.
"Hello? Didn't you hear her? Go get the stupid thing already!" Volta waved her hand in front of Domon's face. He shook his head and reluctantly started moving towards the adjoining room. "Ugh! Why are guys so slow?" Volta complained and ran into the other room. Two seconds later she emerged carrying the medicine box. "You're so useful, Mr. Kasshu," she remarked in passing.
"Here, Mrs. Kasshu," Volta knelt down next to Bunny and Rain and handed Rain the box. Rain opened it and searched through her assorted medicines.
"Oh, I know I have it in here somewhere," Rain said as she frantically searched some more.
Bunny chanced a look at Bersek. The purplish color was in his cheeks no, rising to his forehead. Bersek tried to speak, but no words came out.
"Found it!" Rain exclaimed and took a vile of silver medicine and poured it into an injection tube. "Let's hope the cure for regular DG cells works on these things-whatever they are-too," she prayed and quickly injected the needle into Bersek's arm.
Rain, Bunny, and Volta just knelt there, staring at the suffering Bersek. Slowly, they saw the purple recede from his face. After a while, Bersek sighed in relief. "Thank you," he muttered.
Brad came forward again. "I think you have some explaining to do," he suggested to Bersek.
Bersek got up and smiled slightly. "Let me come in and I'll tell you everything you ever wanted to know."
Brad slowly made way for the King of Diamonds. Bersek looked around smugly and sat down at a table. "I guess you're wondering about this?" he asked and held up his crest.
"Among other things," Brad replied and put his arms protectively around Bunny.
Chibodee was about to do the same to Volta, but she pushed him aside saying, "Just get me that door over there, will you? If it works so well against pillows, it'll probably also does an even better job against little- evil-Shuffle-Alliance-members-who-kidnapped-Bunny, doncha think?" Chibodee looked hurt, but stayed near-by, eager to hear Bersek's story.
"How'd you get it?" Domon asked coldly.
Bersek shrugged. "It just appeared on my hand one day when I was training with the Hell Gundam."
"How do we know you're telling the truth?" Argo asked quietly.
"You don't," Bersek replied, his eyes as cold as his voice. "You'll just have to trust me."
Argo grunted.
"He's the King of Diamonds, Argo. No Shuffle Alliance member is one-hundred percent evil," Natasha defended Bersek.
"Thank you, Mrs. Guilsky," Bersek said politely. "Anyway, I've left Dr. Klements. He infected me with those Hell Gundam cells. I thought Shuffle Alliance members couldn't be infected with DG cells, but-"
"They aren't DG cells," Brad put in. "Isn't the Hell Gundam an advanced form of the Dark Gundam? Meaning that the same ruled don't apply."
Bersek nodded in agreement. "I left and came here. You people travel around way too much, you know that?" Bersek tried to lighten the mood.
"Great, you're healed. Now you can go home again, or whatever," Domon said.
"Huh? You guys can't throw me out! I'm part of the Shuffle Alliance. You're the only one better than me, Mr. Kasshu!" Bersek said.
Brad cleared his throat, to make sure that Bersek realized that he was now the King of Hearts. Bersek ignored him.
"Leave," Domon said and pointed to the door.
"No," Bersek said, his eyes colder than ever.
"You can't make him go, not if he's a Shuffle Alliance member," Rain said. "If he's a Shuffle Alliance member, he has every right to stay. We'll just give him a separate room, take away the key, and lock the door."
"You're people are just full of hospitality," Bersek commented dryly.
"Take it or leave it," Domon said.
Bersek sighed. "Fine, I'll take the room. I have no where else to go, anyway."
"Good," Volta said as Bersek stood up. "Bersek, I'd like you to meet your new room: the closet." Volta pushed Bersek into the spacious closet and threw in a pillow and a blanket. She slammed the door shut and locked it.
Bersek just stood there in the dark, dumbfounded. He eventually came to his senses and shrugged. It was better than being stranded outside in the pouring rain.
* * *
Dr. Klements chuckled to himself. So Bersek thought he could kill me. Ha! Doesn't he know by now that I'm immortal? And besides, who needs that dumb- blonde anyway. I have the ultimate thing. I'm unbeatable with this! Dr. Klements thought.
He was in a secret laboratory. There were tubes all around the place, scattered everywhere. It had been hard work, getting the body of Kyoji, but he had done it. It was even harder reviving Kyoji from the near-dead state he was in, but Dr. Klements had done that too. It was almost impossible to make Kyoji as powerful as he had been before. But all of that was done. And now came the easy part: waking the brain-washed Kyoji up.
Dr. Klements walked over to one end of the room. There was a large cylinder there, filled with purple ooze. And in the middle was Kyoji, revived and fresh. Brad's father reached for a purple button. Before he could have second thoughts, Dr. Klements slammed his fist down on the button. All the purplish goo from inside the clear cylinder sank out of it. And there stood Kyoji, inside the cylinder, ready to be re-born. Dr. Klements breathed in deeply. There was no stopping now. It was too late. He raised his hand high in the air and screamed, "Kyoji! Rise!" and smashed his hands on another button.
There was a rumble and a shake. Then Kyoji's eyes opened wide. Dr. Klements laughed louder than ever. Now, with Domon's big brother, he was ready to take over the world and the colonies in outer space.
* * *
Bunny, Volta, Rain, and Natasha walked down the main street of Berlin. It was the next morning, and the girls had decided to do a little shopping, leaving the men in the hotel.
"Mrs. Guilsky, I really think you need a new outfit." Volta eyes Natasha's green uniform.
"I'm perfectly fine, thank you," Natasha replied.
Volta shrugged. "Okay. If you want to walk around looking like an asparagus from the nineteenth century, by all means, don't let my good fashion sense stop you."
Natasha decided to ignore that comment.
They walked on for a while, looking in the shop windows. "Is it just me, or is that man stalking us?" Bunny asked under her breath to Volta.
Volta glanced over her shoulder. "I think you're right. C'mon! Let's go," Volta said and started to run, pulling the others behind her.
The man started to run, too. He chased the four women throughout all of downtown Berlin, until finally Volta and the others were cornered against an alley wall.
"Oh, boy. Not good," Volta said.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it," Natasha assured her.
Volta looked skeptically at the Neo-Russian women, but remained quiet.
"What do you want?" Natasha asked in a harsh voice as the man came panting up behind them.
After he had caught his breath, he answered. "A Gudam fight."
"Huh?"
"Wha'?"
"A Gundam fight?"
"You what?"
"A Gundam fight," the man repeated. He was wearing a cape that hid his face in shadows.
"What country are you representing?" Volta asked suspiciously.
"Neo-Germany," the man replied.
"But-but Bersek is representing Neo-Germany," Bunny said, confused.
"No he isn't. Where did you hear something like that?" the man asked, as if the thought was absurd.
"From Bersek himself," Volta said.
The man shrugged. "He must have lied, then. So, will you battle me?" he challenged.
"Um, okay," Volta replied hesitantly.
"I guess so," Bunny said.
"Meet me here.hmm.tomorrow at eight in the morning, okay?" the man asked. He didn't wait for a reply. "Good. See you them, ladies." He tilted his hat and walked away.
Rain shook her head. "Exactly what just happened here?"
"Well, I think Bunny and I just agreed to battle some mysterious Gundam fighter who says he's representing Neo-Germany," Volta summed it up.
"Remind me why you agreed?"
"BECAUSE NO ONE EVER DECLINES A GUNDAM FIGHT!" Volta shouted, a bit too loud. She calmed down a bit.
"I want to go to the library to check out if Bersek really is fighting for Neo-Germany," Rain said. "Let's go."
"Why are we listening to you?" Volta asked as they started walking.
"Because I'm the smartest," Rain replied smugly.
"What did you say? You're the smartest? Well, I prefer to think of you as." Volta started speaking in Indain again. She didn't think Domon would enjoy hearing that his wife had been described so colorfully.
Bunny stared at Volta as she continued insulting Rain. "Volta," she advised, "we're entering a library. I think you should stop now."
"Oh," Volta said, a bit embarrassed. She hadn't even noticed where she was going anymore.
"Volta and Bunny, why don't you go look through the newpaper articles about where Bersek was born," Rain advised.
"Why do we have to-" Volta started to protest.
"Let's just do it, Volta," Bunny said and pulled Volta to the library section where they newspapers where stacked.
"Okay, we want what?-about twenty years ago?" Volta asked as she searched through the stacks of newspapers.
"Yah, I think so," Bunny agreed as she scanned a couple newspapers. "Out of wonder, since when did newspapers report every time a baby was born?"
"Hello! Bersek is only the son of the former ruler of Neo-Germany. Of course it's gonna be in the newspaper."
"But if he's the son of whoever, then why do we need to find out if he's from Neo-Germany? We know he is."
"Because his father became ruler after Bersek was born!"
"But if Bersek isn't allowed to participate if he's not born in Neo- Germany, then why can Chikori?" Bunny asked, puzzled.
Volta eyed her menacingly.
"Sorry, I was busy learning Latin and how to cut steak without grating the knife on the plate, okay?" Bunny said defensively.
"Just keep on looking," Volta said.
They continued searching for a while in silence. Volta sighed. There were only a couple more stacks to look through. She started digging into one pile. A newspaper fell down at her feet. She sighed again, frustrated (the scent of old newspaper did not appeal to her), and bent to pick it up. The headline or a short article caught her attention. "Fiancee of Chibodee Crockett Killed in Car Crash!" it read. Volta picked it up, interested, and started reading. "Chibodee Crockett's fiancee died today as she was on her way to the church to get married. It was a hit-and-run accident, and the driver was never found.Mr. Crockett is heartbroken. "I'll never love anyone ever again," he had vowed. "Bunny was special. There's no one else who can ever take her place. Never." The funeral." Volta let the paper fall from her hand. "Oh," she said in surprise.
"Did you find it?" Bunny jumped up from her seat and came over to Volta's side. "I swear, these newspapers are moldy. I-Volta, are you okay?" Bunny asked as she saw the pained look on Volta's face.
Volta wiped away a tear that had started trickling down her cheek. "Yah, I'm fine," she said in a broken voice.
"Volta, as talented as you may be at cursing, you are not a very good liar. What's wrong?"
The fighter from Neo-Nepal pointed at he article on the floor. "Oh," Bunny said as she read it. "I see. Don't worry, Volta. He probably didn't mean any of it," Bunny patted Volta on the back reassuringly.
Volta nodded her head. Of course Bunny's right! Chib always says stuff that he doesn't mean on the spur of the moment. But-but if it is true, then exactly what am I to him? Volta shook her head to rid herself of that thought. He didn't mean it.
"You all right?" Bunny asked again.
"Fine," Volta replied and started looking throughh the remaining newspaper articles. "Bingo!" she shouted, in a tone a bit too loud for a library. "Oops. Bingo!" she said quietly.
"You found it?" Bunny rushed over.
"Yep! And it says that Bersek wasn't born in Neo-Germany, but later became a citizen. So that means that he could still be a fighter."
"Then which one is really the fighter for Neo-Germany?" Bunny asked.
Volta arched an eyebrow and looked at her. "You've been spending too much time with Sai. He's brain power is starting to have an effect on yours."
"Then which one is really the fighter for Neo-Germany?" Bunny repeated her question word for word.
"There's only one way to find out. Meet that guy, duh," Volta said.
* * *
Seven o'clock the next morning, Bunny woke up. She yawned and looking lovingly and the sleeping form of Brad beside her. Although George had forbid it, Bunny sneaked over to Brad's room every night. (Brad and Bunny had argued that it would be cheaper if they slept in the same room, but George was the king of Neo-France. Since when did he have to worry about money?)
Bunny quietly got out of bed, so not to wake Brad. She pushed a strand of blonde hair back from Brad's forehead and slipped out of the room.
"D***it, Chib! Why do you have to hold me so tight?" Volta cursed under her breath in the room next door. She tried to get out of the sleeping Chibodee's death-grip. No wonder he hold's me so tight. He probably thinks that I'll die if he lets me go, Volta thought to herself. Volta sighed. In a second, she had worked her way out of Chibodee's hold and had stuffed a pillow there instead.
She pulled an outfit out of the closet (where Bersek was still sleeping, mind you) and quickly dressed then left the room before Chibodee could wake up and realize that he was holding onto a pillow for dear life.
The four women met outside in the main lobby. "Ready?" Rain asked.
Bunny rubbed her eyes and nodded, as did Volta. "Why are you guys coming along?" Volta asked.
"Think of us as your personal cheering squad," Rain replied. They had no clue, but Bunny, Volta, Rain, and Natasha were walking right into a trap. A trap planned to help Dr. Klements rule the world.