Chapter 18: The Perfect Soldier
After almost thirty minutes of running down the hallways of the lab, Haruka suddenly slumped against the wall, holding her side and moaning in pain. "Haruka!" Michiru cried out, worry shining up in her blue eyes. "Are you hurt?" Haruka nodded, desperately trying to come to her feet again. She felt a suspicious wetness spreading out on the uniform, and when she took her hand away, it was covered in blood. "My God!" Michiru cried out, her eyes widening at the sight of the blood. "Why didn't you tell me? What happened?" "Your brother shot me." Haruka managed to press out between gritted teeth. "But don't care about that now, we have to get out." "I don't think so." a well-known, and feared, voice suddenly came from behind the two women. Michiru spun around, only to find herself looking at Ichiro and two men, both wearing black uniforms. "Look who's still alive." Ichiro now spoke, a cruel smile on his lips. "But, really, Haruka, I would've thought better of you. You're really dumb enough to come here, although you are hurt and know that security is really tight. Nice uniform, by the way." Haruka finally managed to get to her feet again and growled at Ichiro: "Let Michiru go. You can do whatever you want to me, but let her go." "Like I told you before, Tenoh, we have no more use for you." Ichiro replied coldly. "But we need my sister, she'll be a great soldier for us." He looked at the two men who stood behind him. "Kill Tenoh and then take Michiru back to her cell." Haruka raised her fists, prepairing for the fight, just in time before the two men jumped at her.
Ichiro stood next to his two soldier's, staring down at their dead bodies in horror. "That's impossible." he now whispered. "How could you...kill them?" Haruka just gave him a cruel grin. "You should know, Ichiro. After all, it was you who made me the perfect soldier." Ichiro took a few steps back, his fear clearly showing in his eyes. "Please don't kill me." the doctor now whispered, all of a sudden reduced to a whimpering pile of fear. "Please...I'm sorry, I..." Haruka stepped forward, her hand closing around the doctor's collar. "I won't kill you if you promise me something." "I do! I promise you anything you want!" Ichiro cried out. "Promise that you will leave Michiru and me alone." Haruka now spoke. "Promise that you won't chase us anymore, and that you will eliminate all files about me." Ichiro nodded, shaking with fear. "Promise it!" Haruka growled, her eyes glowing up with anger and fury. "I promise!" Ichiro shouted, nearly wetting his pants. "I promise, just let me go!" Haruka finally let go of his collar, and he spun around on his heels and ran away. Michiru just opened her mouth to say something when Harukas expression suddenly grew cold. "Too bad I don't believe you." she then spoke, her voice sounding different all of a sudden. She raised her hand and shot a string of web out, the sticky substance hitting the back of Ichiros shirt. Haruka gave a strong pull, and the doctor got thrown backwards, towards her. "No!" he cried out when he felt a pair of strong hands closing around his neck. "No, please, no, I..." Haruka turned his head sharply, and the loud crack that his breaking neck caused echoed through the empty corridor. Michiru screamed in shock, taking a step back, while her dead brother's body slumped to the flooor. Haruka turned around to look at the aqua haired girl, and her eyes were as cold as ice. "Where do you think you are going?" she asked, all the love and gentleness that normally laid in her voice when she was talking to Michiru gone. The blonde moved over to Michiru with unbelieveable speed and suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Haruka!" Michiru cried out in fear when Haruka roughly turned her around and pressed her against the wall. "You're coming with me." the blonde growled, grabbing Michirus wrists with one hand, holding them behind the aqua haired girls back, and shooting a string of web out of the other, tying the smaller girls hands with it. "Dear God, she snapped." the aqua haired girl thought to herself, fear welling up inside her. "She told me that this could happen...the fact that she's unable to sleep..." "Come on, let's go." Haruka now commanded, grabbing Michirus arm. "And if you try to fight back, I'll kill you. Got that?" Michiru nodded, too scared to speak, and Haruka started to pull her towards the stair way. All the time, she looked around to make sure that no one would attack her and her hostage, and when Michiru got to look into the blondes eyes once more, she knew what had happened. Haruka hadn't just snapped; she had become what Ichiro and his doctors always had her wanted to be. The blonde had become the perfect soldier, ruthless, heartless, and willing to kill anyone who would stand in her way.
After almost thirty minutes of running down the hallways of the lab, Haruka suddenly slumped against the wall, holding her side and moaning in pain. "Haruka!" Michiru cried out, worry shining up in her blue eyes. "Are you hurt?" Haruka nodded, desperately trying to come to her feet again. She felt a suspicious wetness spreading out on the uniform, and when she took her hand away, it was covered in blood. "My God!" Michiru cried out, her eyes widening at the sight of the blood. "Why didn't you tell me? What happened?" "Your brother shot me." Haruka managed to press out between gritted teeth. "But don't care about that now, we have to get out." "I don't think so." a well-known, and feared, voice suddenly came from behind the two women. Michiru spun around, only to find herself looking at Ichiro and two men, both wearing black uniforms. "Look who's still alive." Ichiro now spoke, a cruel smile on his lips. "But, really, Haruka, I would've thought better of you. You're really dumb enough to come here, although you are hurt and know that security is really tight. Nice uniform, by the way." Haruka finally managed to get to her feet again and growled at Ichiro: "Let Michiru go. You can do whatever you want to me, but let her go." "Like I told you before, Tenoh, we have no more use for you." Ichiro replied coldly. "But we need my sister, she'll be a great soldier for us." He looked at the two men who stood behind him. "Kill Tenoh and then take Michiru back to her cell." Haruka raised her fists, prepairing for the fight, just in time before the two men jumped at her.
Ichiro stood next to his two soldier's, staring down at their dead bodies in horror. "That's impossible." he now whispered. "How could you...kill them?" Haruka just gave him a cruel grin. "You should know, Ichiro. After all, it was you who made me the perfect soldier." Ichiro took a few steps back, his fear clearly showing in his eyes. "Please don't kill me." the doctor now whispered, all of a sudden reduced to a whimpering pile of fear. "Please...I'm sorry, I..." Haruka stepped forward, her hand closing around the doctor's collar. "I won't kill you if you promise me something." "I do! I promise you anything you want!" Ichiro cried out. "Promise that you will leave Michiru and me alone." Haruka now spoke. "Promise that you won't chase us anymore, and that you will eliminate all files about me." Ichiro nodded, shaking with fear. "Promise it!" Haruka growled, her eyes glowing up with anger and fury. "I promise!" Ichiro shouted, nearly wetting his pants. "I promise, just let me go!" Haruka finally let go of his collar, and he spun around on his heels and ran away. Michiru just opened her mouth to say something when Harukas expression suddenly grew cold. "Too bad I don't believe you." she then spoke, her voice sounding different all of a sudden. She raised her hand and shot a string of web out, the sticky substance hitting the back of Ichiros shirt. Haruka gave a strong pull, and the doctor got thrown backwards, towards her. "No!" he cried out when he felt a pair of strong hands closing around his neck. "No, please, no, I..." Haruka turned his head sharply, and the loud crack that his breaking neck caused echoed through the empty corridor. Michiru screamed in shock, taking a step back, while her dead brother's body slumped to the flooor. Haruka turned around to look at the aqua haired girl, and her eyes were as cold as ice. "Where do you think you are going?" she asked, all the love and gentleness that normally laid in her voice when she was talking to Michiru gone. The blonde moved over to Michiru with unbelieveable speed and suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Haruka!" Michiru cried out in fear when Haruka roughly turned her around and pressed her against the wall. "You're coming with me." the blonde growled, grabbing Michirus wrists with one hand, holding them behind the aqua haired girls back, and shooting a string of web out of the other, tying the smaller girls hands with it. "Dear God, she snapped." the aqua haired girl thought to herself, fear welling up inside her. "She told me that this could happen...the fact that she's unable to sleep..." "Come on, let's go." Haruka now commanded, grabbing Michirus arm. "And if you try to fight back, I'll kill you. Got that?" Michiru nodded, too scared to speak, and Haruka started to pull her towards the stair way. All the time, she looked around to make sure that no one would attack her and her hostage, and when Michiru got to look into the blondes eyes once more, she knew what had happened. Haruka hadn't just snapped; she had become what Ichiro and his doctors always had her wanted to be. The blonde had become the perfect soldier, ruthless, heartless, and willing to kill anyone who would stand in her way.