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Hey this story just gets better and better doesn't it? Phew it's taken me quite a while but I should be able to post a chapter a week. (Warning! The chapters will be short!)
Be sure to e-mail me about anything on this story at jr4vega@earthlink.net
Chapter 4
Lieutenant Berkeley stood pacing back and forth, awaiting the call of his comrade. He was a rebel, and proud of it. The phone on the table began to ring. He instantly grabbed it and answered loudly, "Yes?!"
"Sir! I'm afraid I have some bad news." Said the man on the other end.
"YES?!" Lieutenant Berkeley yelled at the phone.
"Sir, it seems that our spies have found out where the last Noin child lives."
"SHE'S ALIVE? HOW!" he barked
"We don't know sir. But we've sent our best man to eliminate her."
"WELL GOOD! IT'S ABOUT TIME WE GOT RID OF THAT BRAT!"
"Sir there's something else."
"YES?"
"There is reported to be a child with her. A little boy."
"WELL, IDIOT KILL HIM TOO!"
"Sir I believe we could use him to our advantage, you know, train him as a soldier."
"Hmm, that sounds good; capture the boy, kill the girl. IS THAT CLEAR?"
"Crystal sir!" cadet Veradale said as he hung up the phone. That kid will pay for what she did. He smiled wryly and turned to the woman standing beside him.
"I told the lieutenant that we would send out our best man to kill the Noin child, but he was wounded in the last battle." He smiled evilly.
"Does the lieutenant know?" she asked, eyes narrowed.
"No. But that's okay because he's not going in." "Who is?" she looked at him with wide eyes.
"You are." He answered.
"ME?! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU SENDING ME IN?! Besides," her temper softened, "Why can't Silencer just do the job? It can't be that hard to kill a kid."
"You obviously don't know her. When she was a child she was obsessed with martial arts and fencing. Within a week she mastered them both."
"A week?" she asked weakly.
"Yes, and you're the most well trained of the lot of us. You would have a better chance of killing her than anyone else." He walked over to his desk and pulled open the drawer. He shoved his hand to the very bottom and retrieved a small picture which he handed to the woman.
"See all the men with there heads encircled by red?" he asked. The woman nodded.
"That girl took all of them out by herself." He took the picture out of her trembling hands and shoved it back into the drawer.
"That's a dozen men! You expect me to kill a girl that at age nine could take out a dozen men by herself? Imagine what she's capable of now!" she glared at the man.
"Oh come on Naomi! You're an expert assassin. You can take out this girl in less that three shots; just like all the rest." He smiled at her, then left her gawking at him as he left the tent.
Lieutenant Berkeley sat tapping his desk impatiently. The walkie-talkie on his desk was silent. Then it began to buzz. Lieutenant Berkeley snatched up the machine and pressed the talk button.
"Yes?!"
"Sir this is silencer, I've found the child."
"Good, kill her and then capture the boy." He ordered.
"Yes sir," the clicking noise of a gun being loaded sounded on the walkie- talkie. Lieutenant Berkeley couldn't help but smile. It finally ends here. Just then a yell of pain and then a gunshot erupted over the walkie-talkie. Lieutenant Berkeley smiled. Finally. But then a voice came up.
"I'm coming for you." the voice said. "I'm coming for you so don't try to run away; because I'll find you, wherever you are, and I'll kill you." The walkie-talkie went dead and the one on the table buzzed eerily. The whole tent filled with a strange silence and he thought, She knows. She's coming to kill me. At that he left the tent and entered his jeep. He drove all night down all the back roads and soon arrived at the rebel base.
"Sir!" cried cadet Veradale. "What the heck are you doing here?"
"She's alive." He answered. There was a strange air about the camp and no one could sleep that night.
Mendel stepped on the walkie-talkie and then erupted in a fit of giggles. She went over to one of the piles of rubble and pulled out a large piece of dry wall. Hauling it over the road (along with Nanashi's help) she once again erupted in a fit of giggles. They both tossed the large cardboard piece onto the dead man and then headed home.
"Why were you laughing?" Nanashi asked.
"Oh because I love giving off creepy messages to people I don't like. Words of advice kid, whenever anyone bothers you, just send him or her a threatening message of some sort. It really works to shake 'em up." She smiled at her bizarre philosophy, and then began to pack up two backpacks.
"What are those for?" He asked.
"Nanashi, it's better not to talk much."
"Why?" he looked up at her but she didn't meet his gaze.
"You live longer." They both stepped out of the house and headed down the road. Soon they came up to a sharp decline to the right. They both looked into the ditch which held the rebel base.
Mendel looked at her watch.
"It's time."
***to be continued***
Hey this story just gets better and better doesn't it? Phew it's taken me quite a while but I should be able to post a chapter a week. (Warning! The chapters will be short!)
Be sure to e-mail me about anything on this story at jr4vega@earthlink.net
Chapter 4
Lieutenant Berkeley stood pacing back and forth, awaiting the call of his comrade. He was a rebel, and proud of it. The phone on the table began to ring. He instantly grabbed it and answered loudly, "Yes?!"
"Sir! I'm afraid I have some bad news." Said the man on the other end.
"YES?!" Lieutenant Berkeley yelled at the phone.
"Sir, it seems that our spies have found out where the last Noin child lives."
"SHE'S ALIVE? HOW!" he barked
"We don't know sir. But we've sent our best man to eliminate her."
"WELL GOOD! IT'S ABOUT TIME WE GOT RID OF THAT BRAT!"
"Sir there's something else."
"YES?"
"There is reported to be a child with her. A little boy."
"WELL, IDIOT KILL HIM TOO!"
"Sir I believe we could use him to our advantage, you know, train him as a soldier."
"Hmm, that sounds good; capture the boy, kill the girl. IS THAT CLEAR?"
"Crystal sir!" cadet Veradale said as he hung up the phone. That kid will pay for what she did. He smiled wryly and turned to the woman standing beside him.
"I told the lieutenant that we would send out our best man to kill the Noin child, but he was wounded in the last battle." He smiled evilly.
"Does the lieutenant know?" she asked, eyes narrowed.
"No. But that's okay because he's not going in." "Who is?" she looked at him with wide eyes.
"You are." He answered.
"ME?! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU SENDING ME IN?! Besides," her temper softened, "Why can't Silencer just do the job? It can't be that hard to kill a kid."
"You obviously don't know her. When she was a child she was obsessed with martial arts and fencing. Within a week she mastered them both."
"A week?" she asked weakly.
"Yes, and you're the most well trained of the lot of us. You would have a better chance of killing her than anyone else." He walked over to his desk and pulled open the drawer. He shoved his hand to the very bottom and retrieved a small picture which he handed to the woman.
"See all the men with there heads encircled by red?" he asked. The woman nodded.
"That girl took all of them out by herself." He took the picture out of her trembling hands and shoved it back into the drawer.
"That's a dozen men! You expect me to kill a girl that at age nine could take out a dozen men by herself? Imagine what she's capable of now!" she glared at the man.
"Oh come on Naomi! You're an expert assassin. You can take out this girl in less that three shots; just like all the rest." He smiled at her, then left her gawking at him as he left the tent.
Lieutenant Berkeley sat tapping his desk impatiently. The walkie-talkie on his desk was silent. Then it began to buzz. Lieutenant Berkeley snatched up the machine and pressed the talk button.
"Yes?!"
"Sir this is silencer, I've found the child."
"Good, kill her and then capture the boy." He ordered.
"Yes sir," the clicking noise of a gun being loaded sounded on the walkie- talkie. Lieutenant Berkeley couldn't help but smile. It finally ends here. Just then a yell of pain and then a gunshot erupted over the walkie-talkie. Lieutenant Berkeley smiled. Finally. But then a voice came up.
"I'm coming for you." the voice said. "I'm coming for you so don't try to run away; because I'll find you, wherever you are, and I'll kill you." The walkie-talkie went dead and the one on the table buzzed eerily. The whole tent filled with a strange silence and he thought, She knows. She's coming to kill me. At that he left the tent and entered his jeep. He drove all night down all the back roads and soon arrived at the rebel base.
"Sir!" cried cadet Veradale. "What the heck are you doing here?"
"She's alive." He answered. There was a strange air about the camp and no one could sleep that night.
Mendel stepped on the walkie-talkie and then erupted in a fit of giggles. She went over to one of the piles of rubble and pulled out a large piece of dry wall. Hauling it over the road (along with Nanashi's help) she once again erupted in a fit of giggles. They both tossed the large cardboard piece onto the dead man and then headed home.
"Why were you laughing?" Nanashi asked.
"Oh because I love giving off creepy messages to people I don't like. Words of advice kid, whenever anyone bothers you, just send him or her a threatening message of some sort. It really works to shake 'em up." She smiled at her bizarre philosophy, and then began to pack up two backpacks.
"What are those for?" He asked.
"Nanashi, it's better not to talk much."
"Why?" he looked up at her but she didn't meet his gaze.
"You live longer." They both stepped out of the house and headed down the road. Soon they came up to a sharp decline to the right. They both looked into the ditch which held the rebel base.
Mendel looked at her watch.
"It's time."
***to be continued***