Alpha and Omega: A Ninja's Story
A GGX Fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 5: Invasion
*Words here*- Thoughts
#Words Here# - Sound Effects
* * * - Scene Change
*Authors Note- Well, again with the random thoughts. I'm writing this right after my chem. test(thank god for a laptop, I wouldn't have time to write any other way) and I hope I passed it. I will most likely get to play XX this weekend, but I won't be putting any of the characters in this story, at least.
"Which one is her?" The cloaked attacker looked at the group of nearly hundred women in front of him, trying vainly to figure out which was the girl they were after.
"She's blond, I can tell you that at least." One of the four junior members spoke up, busy watching the door for any defense, while two more watched May and Dizzy, who had been taken by surprise, and hadn't been able to put up much of a fight.
"All of you who aren't blonds, move over there. Now." The group was slow to obey, not from fear, but to allow the rescue forces they knew would come more time. When they had finished moving, having taken almost a minute, there were 25 girls left, all blond.
"Great, now what do we do?" The leader looked stressed, he wanted to be done and over with.
"Just take them all, we have enough room." That was one of the two guarding the remaining girls who had been moved.
"Fine." The leader quickly gave orders to the ten men under his command, packing up and getting ready to leave.
"I'd rather like you to stay, you haven't even introduced yourselves."
Everyone in the large common room looked towards the main door, where Johnny stood, sword in hand. Reactions varied with the occupants, the girls stared happily at the captain and savior, the attackers readied their various weapons, from swords to small one hand battle axes. They began to advance on Johnny, who stood casually, ready to fight.
"Don't all charge him, I'd like to fight as well." The would be capturers looked around, then Chipp dropped from the ceiling, seeming to appear from nowhere. Chipp's arrival was greeted just as Johnny's arrival, the female captives cheered, the captors readied weapons. The group of captors split up, five surrounded Chipp, five advanced on Johnny.
By some unspoken voice, the fight started. One attacker, wielding twin battle axes, launched himself at Johnny, axes raised. Johnny struck once, faster than any could follow, and the attacker froze in place. A second later he fell to the ground, cut right across the chest. Several more attackers followed, hiding Johnny from view.
Chipp's first attacker fared no better, charging with sword forward in a defensive position. Chipp jumped up, landing behind the attacker, and dashed forward, slicing the sword arm of the attacker clean off. He quickly shoved him away, preparing for the next attack. He ducked quickly; the sword aimed for his head passing harmlessly overhead, while Chipp quickly counterattacked with a quick sweep, then followed up with a downward strike with the tip of his blade, piercing armor and flesh. He didn't even take time to check his handiwork, dashing towards his next opponent. Chipp noticed the daggers heading towards him just in time, and managed to duck, but his forward motion was still in effect, and when combined with the smooth floor, caused Chipp to slide forward. Chipp quickly took advantage of this, grabbing his opponent and stabbing the blade into their chest. Standing up, Chipp identified who had tossed the daggers at him; he was defended by the only remaining attacker, wielding a large, metal staff, ending with sharp points at both ends. Chipp jumped into the air, and then quickly released several throwing knives, spinning towards their target. Both were taken by surprise of Chipp's use of a projectile, and were felled, quickly and easily. Chipp quickly scanned the room, alert for any other threats. None could be seen, Johnny had taken his set of attackers down as fast as Chipp had. The quickly made eye contact, nodded, understanding. But the fight wasn't over.
"I'm here for the bounty, so just stay out of the way." Chipp turned quickly to look into the face of Kauff, who stood at the doors, ready for a match. Johnny started forward, but Chipp put out a hand to stop him. "Stay back, he's mine!"
Kauff started laughing, unfazed by the glare Chipp directed at him. "You think you can stop me? Last time was play, this time it's serious."
"Just shut up and fight." Chipp lunged forward, using his words as a surprise. Kauff, however, was ready, dodging Chipp's attack by leaping high, then aimed his own attack, blades extended towards the ground. Chipp quickly preformed hand spring backwards, allowing Kauff's blades to smash into the metal floor. They began to dance their dance of death, dodging and weaving through each others attacks. Neither could afford to be wounded, for it meant death in this fight. One stagger, one cut, even a spilt second of slowing down would give the other the speed he needed to slice the other in two. Chipp, changing the tempo, leap into the air, then quickly concentrated. After a second, he drew about two dozen throwing knives, tossing then in a wide arc around and at Kauff.
Kauff quickly jumped, dodging most of the knives, but he wasn't fast enough for them all. Several slammed into his chest, one into his right arm. They stuck, blood gushing out of the wounds, as Kauff fell to the ground. He managed to recover before he hit the ground, but couldn't stand, and after several tries, gave up.
"You lost. Just accept it." Chipp walked forward, standing over Kauff.
"Lost? This is nowhere near over, Chipp. I'm the one that will end this." Kauff teleported away, leaving Chipp staring.
*What is he talking about? Is he insane?* Chipp was left with no time to think as Johnny approached him.
"We didn't lose anybody, thank God, but we do need to clean this up, and most of my girls don't like blood. I'll need some help." Chipp nodded, and picked up one of the bodies, lugging it off to wherever Johnny kept it.
* * * * *
"Well, why is it you return empty handed?" Zato-1 glanced back, more of a habit than anything else.
"My agent ran into some problems." The shadow looked out at the shadow on the moon, which just happened to be the ship Chipp rode on.
"Failure is not acceptable."
"My agent did more damage than your entire squad, so don't even talk about failure."
"They paid for their failure, and you should pay for yours." Zato-1 voice took an edge, one that normally caused people to shake in your boots. The shadow man, however, was unbothered.
"I could care less what you think; I'm not part of your guild. You have no control over my actions either. I could walk out of here right now, and you'd never see your little toy girl again. My success is assured, time is the only factor."
"Well, it better be a small factor, or the guilds next target will be you."
"Your guild doesn't stand a chance of killing me. Keep it up with the empty threats, and I might just keep the girl for myself."
The sound of teeth grating was heard as Zato-1 was forced to keep his pride in check; he knew full well his only chance of catching Milla lay in this man and his talents. Finally the noise stopped, and Zato-1 spoke up. "Just bring her here."
"As I said, my victory is assured, only time is the factor." He left out the window, his normal exit. Zato-1 was left with the shadows, something he knew to well.
* * * * *
Hs mind was chaos, his mind of the edge. His surroundings mattered little, he wasn't even sure where his was, or even his name. He did know one thing, his plan was working, his little tactic a success. He only needed to get the girl, and kill the other, and he could move on. He grinned, in the mood for destruction. His time would come, that stupid ninja. He'd kill him slowly. Zato-1 as well.
* * * * *
Chipp looked down, seeing the entire world in a way few ever got to see it. His always enjoyed flying with the Jellyfish pirates, and loved the wind; he was in constant motion, always moving even if standing still. He was closer to the edge then even the pirates dared get, and they had finally given up warning him about how he could fall off. He began to practice his training kata's, moving with a fluid motion few could ever hope to match. Chipp began to add jumps to his kata's, a risky move, if he was even off on his direction, he could go flying off the ship right into the ground. Finally, covered in a light sheen of sweat, Chipp sat down and relaxed, allowing the wind to cool him.
"That's not a good idea, jumping around like that." Chipp looked up to see Johnny, who locked gazes with Chipp.
"It's a risk I'm willing to take. I need to train, and the exercise takes my mind off other things."
"Like that other ninja?" Chipp's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, like Kauff."
"Who is he anyway?" Chipp broke eye contact, looking back at the horizon.
"He was a training partner, the best student my master ever had. He's good, real good. I only caught him off guard today because he never knew I could throw like that. He'll be back, and I won't have any tricks left. He's better than I am, a master of al the arts of the school."
"He's that good?"
"Better than me, and that's all that matters. He's been toying with me before, checking just how powerful I really am. Now he'll get to business."
"Capturing Milla Rage and killing you."
"He won't hesitate on either. Money and his pride are his only cares. Nothing else matters to him."
"He can't get on this ship; I've got full lookouts on guard."
"I did, the first time." Chipp referenced back to when Johnny and Chipp had met, how Johnny had snuck right on the ship without anyone spotting him, having no problems doing it.
"Yea, but that was when this ship was on the ground, now we're in the air."
Chipp laughed, then his face tightened. "That won't even slow Kauff down."
End Chapter 5
*Authors Note - Yes, I haven't updated. Nothing else really needs being said
A GGX Fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 5: Invasion
*Words here*- Thoughts
#Words Here# - Sound Effects
* * * - Scene Change
*Authors Note- Well, again with the random thoughts. I'm writing this right after my chem. test(thank god for a laptop, I wouldn't have time to write any other way) and I hope I passed it. I will most likely get to play XX this weekend, but I won't be putting any of the characters in this story, at least.
"Which one is her?" The cloaked attacker looked at the group of nearly hundred women in front of him, trying vainly to figure out which was the girl they were after.
"She's blond, I can tell you that at least." One of the four junior members spoke up, busy watching the door for any defense, while two more watched May and Dizzy, who had been taken by surprise, and hadn't been able to put up much of a fight.
"All of you who aren't blonds, move over there. Now." The group was slow to obey, not from fear, but to allow the rescue forces they knew would come more time. When they had finished moving, having taken almost a minute, there were 25 girls left, all blond.
"Great, now what do we do?" The leader looked stressed, he wanted to be done and over with.
"Just take them all, we have enough room." That was one of the two guarding the remaining girls who had been moved.
"Fine." The leader quickly gave orders to the ten men under his command, packing up and getting ready to leave.
"I'd rather like you to stay, you haven't even introduced yourselves."
Everyone in the large common room looked towards the main door, where Johnny stood, sword in hand. Reactions varied with the occupants, the girls stared happily at the captain and savior, the attackers readied their various weapons, from swords to small one hand battle axes. They began to advance on Johnny, who stood casually, ready to fight.
"Don't all charge him, I'd like to fight as well." The would be capturers looked around, then Chipp dropped from the ceiling, seeming to appear from nowhere. Chipp's arrival was greeted just as Johnny's arrival, the female captives cheered, the captors readied weapons. The group of captors split up, five surrounded Chipp, five advanced on Johnny.
By some unspoken voice, the fight started. One attacker, wielding twin battle axes, launched himself at Johnny, axes raised. Johnny struck once, faster than any could follow, and the attacker froze in place. A second later he fell to the ground, cut right across the chest. Several more attackers followed, hiding Johnny from view.
Chipp's first attacker fared no better, charging with sword forward in a defensive position. Chipp jumped up, landing behind the attacker, and dashed forward, slicing the sword arm of the attacker clean off. He quickly shoved him away, preparing for the next attack. He ducked quickly; the sword aimed for his head passing harmlessly overhead, while Chipp quickly counterattacked with a quick sweep, then followed up with a downward strike with the tip of his blade, piercing armor and flesh. He didn't even take time to check his handiwork, dashing towards his next opponent. Chipp noticed the daggers heading towards him just in time, and managed to duck, but his forward motion was still in effect, and when combined with the smooth floor, caused Chipp to slide forward. Chipp quickly took advantage of this, grabbing his opponent and stabbing the blade into their chest. Standing up, Chipp identified who had tossed the daggers at him; he was defended by the only remaining attacker, wielding a large, metal staff, ending with sharp points at both ends. Chipp jumped into the air, and then quickly released several throwing knives, spinning towards their target. Both were taken by surprise of Chipp's use of a projectile, and were felled, quickly and easily. Chipp quickly scanned the room, alert for any other threats. None could be seen, Johnny had taken his set of attackers down as fast as Chipp had. The quickly made eye contact, nodded, understanding. But the fight wasn't over.
"I'm here for the bounty, so just stay out of the way." Chipp turned quickly to look into the face of Kauff, who stood at the doors, ready for a match. Johnny started forward, but Chipp put out a hand to stop him. "Stay back, he's mine!"
Kauff started laughing, unfazed by the glare Chipp directed at him. "You think you can stop me? Last time was play, this time it's serious."
"Just shut up and fight." Chipp lunged forward, using his words as a surprise. Kauff, however, was ready, dodging Chipp's attack by leaping high, then aimed his own attack, blades extended towards the ground. Chipp quickly preformed hand spring backwards, allowing Kauff's blades to smash into the metal floor. They began to dance their dance of death, dodging and weaving through each others attacks. Neither could afford to be wounded, for it meant death in this fight. One stagger, one cut, even a spilt second of slowing down would give the other the speed he needed to slice the other in two. Chipp, changing the tempo, leap into the air, then quickly concentrated. After a second, he drew about two dozen throwing knives, tossing then in a wide arc around and at Kauff.
Kauff quickly jumped, dodging most of the knives, but he wasn't fast enough for them all. Several slammed into his chest, one into his right arm. They stuck, blood gushing out of the wounds, as Kauff fell to the ground. He managed to recover before he hit the ground, but couldn't stand, and after several tries, gave up.
"You lost. Just accept it." Chipp walked forward, standing over Kauff.
"Lost? This is nowhere near over, Chipp. I'm the one that will end this." Kauff teleported away, leaving Chipp staring.
*What is he talking about? Is he insane?* Chipp was left with no time to think as Johnny approached him.
"We didn't lose anybody, thank God, but we do need to clean this up, and most of my girls don't like blood. I'll need some help." Chipp nodded, and picked up one of the bodies, lugging it off to wherever Johnny kept it.
* * * * *
"Well, why is it you return empty handed?" Zato-1 glanced back, more of a habit than anything else.
"My agent ran into some problems." The shadow looked out at the shadow on the moon, which just happened to be the ship Chipp rode on.
"Failure is not acceptable."
"My agent did more damage than your entire squad, so don't even talk about failure."
"They paid for their failure, and you should pay for yours." Zato-1 voice took an edge, one that normally caused people to shake in your boots. The shadow man, however, was unbothered.
"I could care less what you think; I'm not part of your guild. You have no control over my actions either. I could walk out of here right now, and you'd never see your little toy girl again. My success is assured, time is the only factor."
"Well, it better be a small factor, or the guilds next target will be you."
"Your guild doesn't stand a chance of killing me. Keep it up with the empty threats, and I might just keep the girl for myself."
The sound of teeth grating was heard as Zato-1 was forced to keep his pride in check; he knew full well his only chance of catching Milla lay in this man and his talents. Finally the noise stopped, and Zato-1 spoke up. "Just bring her here."
"As I said, my victory is assured, only time is the factor." He left out the window, his normal exit. Zato-1 was left with the shadows, something he knew to well.
* * * * *
Hs mind was chaos, his mind of the edge. His surroundings mattered little, he wasn't even sure where his was, or even his name. He did know one thing, his plan was working, his little tactic a success. He only needed to get the girl, and kill the other, and he could move on. He grinned, in the mood for destruction. His time would come, that stupid ninja. He'd kill him slowly. Zato-1 as well.
* * * * *
Chipp looked down, seeing the entire world in a way few ever got to see it. His always enjoyed flying with the Jellyfish pirates, and loved the wind; he was in constant motion, always moving even if standing still. He was closer to the edge then even the pirates dared get, and they had finally given up warning him about how he could fall off. He began to practice his training kata's, moving with a fluid motion few could ever hope to match. Chipp began to add jumps to his kata's, a risky move, if he was even off on his direction, he could go flying off the ship right into the ground. Finally, covered in a light sheen of sweat, Chipp sat down and relaxed, allowing the wind to cool him.
"That's not a good idea, jumping around like that." Chipp looked up to see Johnny, who locked gazes with Chipp.
"It's a risk I'm willing to take. I need to train, and the exercise takes my mind off other things."
"Like that other ninja?" Chipp's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, like Kauff."
"Who is he anyway?" Chipp broke eye contact, looking back at the horizon.
"He was a training partner, the best student my master ever had. He's good, real good. I only caught him off guard today because he never knew I could throw like that. He'll be back, and I won't have any tricks left. He's better than I am, a master of al the arts of the school."
"He's that good?"
"Better than me, and that's all that matters. He's been toying with me before, checking just how powerful I really am. Now he'll get to business."
"Capturing Milla Rage and killing you."
"He won't hesitate on either. Money and his pride are his only cares. Nothing else matters to him."
"He can't get on this ship; I've got full lookouts on guard."
"I did, the first time." Chipp referenced back to when Johnny and Chipp had met, how Johnny had snuck right on the ship without anyone spotting him, having no problems doing it.
"Yea, but that was when this ship was on the ground, now we're in the air."
Chipp laughed, then his face tightened. "That won't even slow Kauff down."
End Chapter 5
*Authors Note - Yes, I haven't updated. Nothing else really needs being said