Alpha and Omega: A Ninja's Story
A GGX Fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 3: On the Run
*Words here*- Thoughts
#Words Here# - Sound Effects
* * * - Scene Change
*Authors Note- I promised sporadic updates, and I'm writing the third chapter only two days since its been up. I hope you are enjoying the story, and feedback of any kind is welcome. Well, I made Chipp look like the badass he is, then made him sleep outside. As my friend said "Cruelty to fictional characters, there's got to be a law against it." My response however, held plenty of truth "But then hundreds of fan girls would be on death row." Which is true. I mean, if making Chipp sleep outside is cruel, then making Sol and Ky love each other must be cruel and unusual and be punishable by death on the spot. With that said, on with the fic!
#Thump# #Thump# Milla was half awake, unsure of what was happening. Something had woken her, some kind of noise.
#Thump# Milla's danger sensors kicked in, and she woke up fully. She looked around, trying to fine the sound of the noise.
#Thump# Milla almost missed the voices, but managed to focus on them.
"...can't find it. It's solid."
A second voice, leader like, responded. "There has to be some switch. This fireplace has to open from the outside."
"Maybe he closed it off."
"Our source saw smoke from the fireplace. He must close it off when he's not using it. We have to find a way in."
"Why not use the window? That would be much easier."
"It would, but that ninja's out front. We don't want to mess with him."
"There's two of us, and only one of him. I could slit his throat before he even wakes up."
"You didn't see him fight yesterday. I did. I'm lucky to be alive, and I'd rather not risk him again. Keep searching."
#Thump# #Thump#
*So, they've come to kidnap me while I sleep and avoid Chipp. To bad they've woken me up.*
Milla prepared herself for a fight, untangling her hair. Normally, it was just like regular hair, she didn't have to willpower to keep full control of it for months on end. Her fight however, never came.
#Thunk#
"What was that?" The leader's voice came.
"I don't kno...Agggghhh" The second assassin's voice cut off.
"Melat? What the hell are you doing? Melat?" A single sound on metal was heard, then a scream that cut off almost instantly. Milla waited for a minute, unsure. Then the front door opened, and Milla turned to face it, hair ready. Chipp stood in the door, face a scowl as he used a rag to wipe what Milla could only guess was blood from his blade.
"We're leaving." Milla already knew why.
* * * * *
Zato stood, waiting and listening.
Even so, the visitor's voice, and intensity, surprised him. "What the hell did you do?"
Zato turned to him, knowing where he was by only his voice. "I did what my goal is, capture of the woman."
Fury was clearly evident in his associate's voice. "You foolishly sent several assassins who only accomplishment was to make him aware of our presence!"
"He already knew what would happen."
"He did not. He doesn't know the Guild punishment for interference."
"Then he is a fool."
"He is not a fool, just simply unaware. Now he knows you stalk him, and catching him will be ten times harder! You were to leave the matter to me, as I know how to properly deal with it!"
Zato's voice took an edge. "Are you saying I screwed up?"
"Of course! What else did you do?"
"I would advise you not follow through on that line of thought if you value you life. I will, however, let you deal with him from here on in."
His visitor left, and Zato continued to stare, lost in his own fantasy.
* * * * *
Chipp and Milla moved swiftly through the forest, moving from tree. They took the upper road because it left less evidence of their appearance, and made for easier travel. Milla quickly lost track of how far they had traveled, and emptied her mind, focusing only on not falling. Sunlight had just started to filter through the trees when Chipp signaled a stop, and both descended down to the ground. Chipp opened a traveling bag he carried, and Milla and Chipp quickly ate the dried meat inside. After they were done, Chipp looked up at Milla.
"We're heading for the nearest town. We need a ride."
"Where are we heading?"
"I'm not sure. That's something we'll have to figure out."
Milla couldn't help but think that the plan was a bit slapdash, but she already knew it was. They sat for a moment longer, then Chipp tensed. Milla looked around, but was unable to locate any threats. She looked back to Chipp, who was already on his feet, ready. Milla looked around, still not seeing anything. Then she heard something behind her.
"Omega Blade!"
Milla twisted her head, and looked straight into the ball of fire approaching her. She sat, to stunned for some reason to move. The fire was almost touching her before she was jarred out of her trace, then the world went black.
* * * * *
Chipp sat up, Milla's prone body beneath him. Her head had collided with a large rock the jutted out of the ground, and blood leaked from the head wound.
*Well, it's better than the alternative.* He looked around, trying to locate his enemy.
"What's the matter, can't see me?"
"Chipp knew the voice, but couldn't place it."Give me a second, I'll find you." Chipp listened rather than watched, and suddenly jumped, cutting a tree in half. Several black hairs fell to the ground, and his enemy appeared right in front of him, who was checking his hair, growling. Chipp's opponent was the same height as he was, with both black eyes and hair, which he wore down. He wore a simple pair of brown shirt and pants, the design identical to Chipp's. He held two long, thin daggers, which seemed to be strapped to his hands.
"Kauff? You're alive?" Chipp's face was crossed with confusion as he studied his foe. Kauff smiled, and relaxed a tad.
"Yes, I'm alive." Kauff dropped into stance again. "But this is no time for hellos. I've been hired to capture the girl, and that's what I'm here for."
Chipp dropped into stance as well, then smiled. "You know what; it'll be fun actually being able to go full speed for once. The fights I've had I had to move slower because people accused me of cheating when they never got to move before I smacked them into the ground."
"Well, I hope you haven't slowed down." Chipp and Kauff ceased talking and just stared at the other, watching and waiting. Milla woke up, rubbing her head where blood leaked, and she slowly focused on Chipp and Kauff. They still stood, waiting, then they switched sides, just like Chipp had done before. Milla blinked, unable to believe what she had seen, then accepted it slowly. She finally fully accepted it when she noticed a long cut across Chipp's arm no branch could have done, and the start of several bruises on the stranger's arms.
*They're both so fast, it's unreal.*
Again they switched sides, and Milla noticed more battle signs. Chipp's shirt had several large tears across the front, and the stranger's left pants leg was cut from hip to knee, blood visible on the tear.
*I don't stand a chance against either. Few could.*
"Let's kick it up a notch, ok?" The stranger questioned Chipp.
"Why not, Kauff?" Chipp just shrugged, then they both disappeared. Milla heard sounds of combat all around her as her protector and her possible captor engaged each other faster than human eye could follow. Milla's ears couldn't keep track of the battle either, as sounds came from all sides. Cut branches fell everywhere, sometimes at the same time, the second cut before the first got a chance to fall. Finally, they stopped, returning to the clearing.
Both were worse for wear, covered in blood from countless cuts and scratches, cloths in tatters, sweat mingling with the blood. They both heaved from fatigue, and it was easy to tell that they had trouble just standing. Finally, Chipp smiled through the blood. "The fight is mine. You don't have enough energy to block my next attack."
The stranger, Kauff Chipp had called him, nodded. "You win this round, so it's time to go." Kauff disappeared, teleporting out. As soon as he did, Chipp fell into a pile of limbs right where he stood. Milla rushed over to him, turning him over. He looked up at her, smiled, and stated. "I need a bath." Then he lost consciousness.
Milla used her hair to carry him, mad at the blood that got into her hair but unable to do anything about it, and kept going towards what she hoped was the city.
* * * * *
"How did your plan go?" Zato stared through his visitor with his lost eyes.
"As planned, so far. He knows what I want, but doesn't know the true threat you pose. He will fall for my trap. Easily."
Zato couldn't help but smile, a frosty smile that held no cheer. "For your sake, I hope it does."
End Chapter 3
Authors Note - First, I think Chipp is that fast. I really do. Also, other characters should make appearances, but none will last. They'll be here for maybe a chapter, some two. Well, that's all for now. To cement my previous statement, this isn't a Chipp x Milla. Milla was just being mean.
A GGX Fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 3: On the Run
*Words here*- Thoughts
#Words Here# - Sound Effects
* * * - Scene Change
*Authors Note- I promised sporadic updates, and I'm writing the third chapter only two days since its been up. I hope you are enjoying the story, and feedback of any kind is welcome. Well, I made Chipp look like the badass he is, then made him sleep outside. As my friend said "Cruelty to fictional characters, there's got to be a law against it." My response however, held plenty of truth "But then hundreds of fan girls would be on death row." Which is true. I mean, if making Chipp sleep outside is cruel, then making Sol and Ky love each other must be cruel and unusual and be punishable by death on the spot. With that said, on with the fic!
#Thump# #Thump# Milla was half awake, unsure of what was happening. Something had woken her, some kind of noise.
#Thump# Milla's danger sensors kicked in, and she woke up fully. She looked around, trying to fine the sound of the noise.
#Thump# Milla almost missed the voices, but managed to focus on them.
"...can't find it. It's solid."
A second voice, leader like, responded. "There has to be some switch. This fireplace has to open from the outside."
"Maybe he closed it off."
"Our source saw smoke from the fireplace. He must close it off when he's not using it. We have to find a way in."
"Why not use the window? That would be much easier."
"It would, but that ninja's out front. We don't want to mess with him."
"There's two of us, and only one of him. I could slit his throat before he even wakes up."
"You didn't see him fight yesterday. I did. I'm lucky to be alive, and I'd rather not risk him again. Keep searching."
#Thump# #Thump#
*So, they've come to kidnap me while I sleep and avoid Chipp. To bad they've woken me up.*
Milla prepared herself for a fight, untangling her hair. Normally, it was just like regular hair, she didn't have to willpower to keep full control of it for months on end. Her fight however, never came.
#Thunk#
"What was that?" The leader's voice came.
"I don't kno...Agggghhh" The second assassin's voice cut off.
"Melat? What the hell are you doing? Melat?" A single sound on metal was heard, then a scream that cut off almost instantly. Milla waited for a minute, unsure. Then the front door opened, and Milla turned to face it, hair ready. Chipp stood in the door, face a scowl as he used a rag to wipe what Milla could only guess was blood from his blade.
"We're leaving." Milla already knew why.
* * * * *
Zato stood, waiting and listening.
Even so, the visitor's voice, and intensity, surprised him. "What the hell did you do?"
Zato turned to him, knowing where he was by only his voice. "I did what my goal is, capture of the woman."
Fury was clearly evident in his associate's voice. "You foolishly sent several assassins who only accomplishment was to make him aware of our presence!"
"He already knew what would happen."
"He did not. He doesn't know the Guild punishment for interference."
"Then he is a fool."
"He is not a fool, just simply unaware. Now he knows you stalk him, and catching him will be ten times harder! You were to leave the matter to me, as I know how to properly deal with it!"
Zato's voice took an edge. "Are you saying I screwed up?"
"Of course! What else did you do?"
"I would advise you not follow through on that line of thought if you value you life. I will, however, let you deal with him from here on in."
His visitor left, and Zato continued to stare, lost in his own fantasy.
* * * * *
Chipp and Milla moved swiftly through the forest, moving from tree. They took the upper road because it left less evidence of their appearance, and made for easier travel. Milla quickly lost track of how far they had traveled, and emptied her mind, focusing only on not falling. Sunlight had just started to filter through the trees when Chipp signaled a stop, and both descended down to the ground. Chipp opened a traveling bag he carried, and Milla and Chipp quickly ate the dried meat inside. After they were done, Chipp looked up at Milla.
"We're heading for the nearest town. We need a ride."
"Where are we heading?"
"I'm not sure. That's something we'll have to figure out."
Milla couldn't help but think that the plan was a bit slapdash, but she already knew it was. They sat for a moment longer, then Chipp tensed. Milla looked around, but was unable to locate any threats. She looked back to Chipp, who was already on his feet, ready. Milla looked around, still not seeing anything. Then she heard something behind her.
"Omega Blade!"
Milla twisted her head, and looked straight into the ball of fire approaching her. She sat, to stunned for some reason to move. The fire was almost touching her before she was jarred out of her trace, then the world went black.
* * * * *
Chipp sat up, Milla's prone body beneath him. Her head had collided with a large rock the jutted out of the ground, and blood leaked from the head wound.
*Well, it's better than the alternative.* He looked around, trying to locate his enemy.
"What's the matter, can't see me?"
"Chipp knew the voice, but couldn't place it."Give me a second, I'll find you." Chipp listened rather than watched, and suddenly jumped, cutting a tree in half. Several black hairs fell to the ground, and his enemy appeared right in front of him, who was checking his hair, growling. Chipp's opponent was the same height as he was, with both black eyes and hair, which he wore down. He wore a simple pair of brown shirt and pants, the design identical to Chipp's. He held two long, thin daggers, which seemed to be strapped to his hands.
"Kauff? You're alive?" Chipp's face was crossed with confusion as he studied his foe. Kauff smiled, and relaxed a tad.
"Yes, I'm alive." Kauff dropped into stance again. "But this is no time for hellos. I've been hired to capture the girl, and that's what I'm here for."
Chipp dropped into stance as well, then smiled. "You know what; it'll be fun actually being able to go full speed for once. The fights I've had I had to move slower because people accused me of cheating when they never got to move before I smacked them into the ground."
"Well, I hope you haven't slowed down." Chipp and Kauff ceased talking and just stared at the other, watching and waiting. Milla woke up, rubbing her head where blood leaked, and she slowly focused on Chipp and Kauff. They still stood, waiting, then they switched sides, just like Chipp had done before. Milla blinked, unable to believe what she had seen, then accepted it slowly. She finally fully accepted it when she noticed a long cut across Chipp's arm no branch could have done, and the start of several bruises on the stranger's arms.
*They're both so fast, it's unreal.*
Again they switched sides, and Milla noticed more battle signs. Chipp's shirt had several large tears across the front, and the stranger's left pants leg was cut from hip to knee, blood visible on the tear.
*I don't stand a chance against either. Few could.*
"Let's kick it up a notch, ok?" The stranger questioned Chipp.
"Why not, Kauff?" Chipp just shrugged, then they both disappeared. Milla heard sounds of combat all around her as her protector and her possible captor engaged each other faster than human eye could follow. Milla's ears couldn't keep track of the battle either, as sounds came from all sides. Cut branches fell everywhere, sometimes at the same time, the second cut before the first got a chance to fall. Finally, they stopped, returning to the clearing.
Both were worse for wear, covered in blood from countless cuts and scratches, cloths in tatters, sweat mingling with the blood. They both heaved from fatigue, and it was easy to tell that they had trouble just standing. Finally, Chipp smiled through the blood. "The fight is mine. You don't have enough energy to block my next attack."
The stranger, Kauff Chipp had called him, nodded. "You win this round, so it's time to go." Kauff disappeared, teleporting out. As soon as he did, Chipp fell into a pile of limbs right where he stood. Milla rushed over to him, turning him over. He looked up at her, smiled, and stated. "I need a bath." Then he lost consciousness.
Milla used her hair to carry him, mad at the blood that got into her hair but unable to do anything about it, and kept going towards what she hoped was the city.
* * * * *
"How did your plan go?" Zato stared through his visitor with his lost eyes.
"As planned, so far. He knows what I want, but doesn't know the true threat you pose. He will fall for my trap. Easily."
Zato couldn't help but smile, a frosty smile that held no cheer. "For your sake, I hope it does."
End Chapter 3
Authors Note - First, I think Chipp is that fast. I really do. Also, other characters should make appearances, but none will last. They'll be here for maybe a chapter, some two. Well, that's all for now. To cement my previous statement, this isn't a Chipp x Milla. Milla was just being mean.