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Chapter Two- Five Hours Later
A brown haired blue eyed 18 year old walked casually down the middle of a small path leading to a cliff with a lighthouse shining out over Shoreside Vale's harbor. A dark figure leaned against the side of the chip painted lighthouse outside wall.
The 18 year old stopped about 7 feet from the figure and called," Who rules this city?"
The figure shifted, pushing off from the wall yet remaining in the lighthouse's growing shadow and replied," Cops and politicians sure as hell don't."
"I take it you're my contact," the 18 year old said coolly.
"I'm from the Yakuza, you met with one of our men earlier."
"Sure did. Do I need to plan an initiation or a funeral? Are you guys taking me in or not?"
"Unfortunately, you won't need to plan for initiation, for our gang at least. In this city, funeral plans should be kept in your back pocket."
"What happens now? You kill me, try to at least?"
The figure chuckled," So sorry to disappoint you Mr. Leonhart, but that is not what will happen. Information on you has been sent someplace else, to someone else. They will take you if you're willing."
"I thought I told your guy yesterday that if he called me that I would kill him, my name is Squall. Call me by my name. What gang am I going to now?" he spat.
"The Mafia."
Squall chuckled," They sound different don't they." The name triggered something in his mind but he pushed the thought away.
Another, taller figure stepped out from behind the lighthouse and looked as though he was wearing a cowboy hat. The figure continued walking until he was outside of the shadow. His long blonde hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail with the exception of his wavy bangs that hung by the side of his face. He was dressed in a cowboy type style and he was wearing a white cowboy hat," I'll be your contact from here."
Squall nodded," Do I get to know your name?"
"Irvine. Now, I'm supposed to take you to the safe house in Portland so we can give you an audition."
"A little trusting are we?" Squall asked, he knew the guy from somewhere but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Irvine smirked and replied," Those who trust must have the ability to be trustful."
Squall nodded and thought to himself, Meaning that if I say anything, they blow me to pieces.what fun we're going to have in this gang."Where's your ride?" he asked.
Irvine turned and gave a short wave to the figure, who nodded. Irvine directed Squall down the path back towards the busy street," Any ride I want."
They stepped onto the sidewalk and the pair watched a few cars pass by when a sleek green car called an Infernus slugged by with a greedy fat man at the wheel. Irvine darted out into the street right in front of the car, forcing the man to stop.
The man slammed on his brakes and yelled," Hey you delinquents! Move it!"
"Squall! Get in!!" Irvine instructed.
Squall got in and the man looked at him angrily while Squall simply smiled. The man roared," What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
Irvine opened the driver side door and drew a semi-automatic pistol, pressing it to the man's temple with a grin," Howdy." The man froze and Irvine pulled him from the car and threw him to the ground. Irvine got into the car and took off in a burst of speed. He took a cell phone from his duster's pocket and spoke into the walkie-talkie part. "This is Irvine. Anybody there?"
"Well, this is the answering machine, how can I help you?" replied a perky voice.
Irvine rolled his eyes," Very funny, Vash. What're you doing in our hood anyway?"
"Passin' through."
"Whatever, who's there?"
"Oooohh!! Knock knock jokes! Banana!!"
"Vash!! Give the phone to Miroku!"
" This is Miroku," said a deeper version of the same voice.
"VASH!!!" Irvine yelled.
"Fine fine here," came the normal voice.
A different voice spoke this time and it was full of laughter," What, you don't like our answering machine?"
Irvine looked over at Squall who was miserably failing at trying to keep a straight face. Irvine shook his head and turned back to the road, speaking into the phone yet again," Tell Kid I've got the next victim."
"Will do, bro," replied Miroku.
"Peace out," Irvine said, putting the phone in his pocket.
Vash's voice screamed through the phone once more," LOVE AND PEACE!!!!!!!"
Squall, unable to contain his laughter, burst into hysterics.
Irvine rubbed his temples and shook his head again," Not another crazy one.."
Squall laughed the whole way back.
A/N: Well, thanks to Jessy, I went ahead and updated this thing...-smiles- Go me.Anyway, hope you guys like it 'cause I'm just getting started!! R&R you guys! I'll love you forever..PLEASE!?? Pretty please!? -shows them Ralph the Penny- If not for me, do it for Ralph! PLEASE!! Roll on.
Chapter Two- Five Hours Later
A brown haired blue eyed 18 year old walked casually down the middle of a small path leading to a cliff with a lighthouse shining out over Shoreside Vale's harbor. A dark figure leaned against the side of the chip painted lighthouse outside wall.
The 18 year old stopped about 7 feet from the figure and called," Who rules this city?"
The figure shifted, pushing off from the wall yet remaining in the lighthouse's growing shadow and replied," Cops and politicians sure as hell don't."
"I take it you're my contact," the 18 year old said coolly.
"I'm from the Yakuza, you met with one of our men earlier."
"Sure did. Do I need to plan an initiation or a funeral? Are you guys taking me in or not?"
"Unfortunately, you won't need to plan for initiation, for our gang at least. In this city, funeral plans should be kept in your back pocket."
"What happens now? You kill me, try to at least?"
The figure chuckled," So sorry to disappoint you Mr. Leonhart, but that is not what will happen. Information on you has been sent someplace else, to someone else. They will take you if you're willing."
"I thought I told your guy yesterday that if he called me that I would kill him, my name is Squall. Call me by my name. What gang am I going to now?" he spat.
"The Mafia."
Squall chuckled," They sound different don't they." The name triggered something in his mind but he pushed the thought away.
Another, taller figure stepped out from behind the lighthouse and looked as though he was wearing a cowboy hat. The figure continued walking until he was outside of the shadow. His long blonde hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail with the exception of his wavy bangs that hung by the side of his face. He was dressed in a cowboy type style and he was wearing a white cowboy hat," I'll be your contact from here."
Squall nodded," Do I get to know your name?"
"Irvine. Now, I'm supposed to take you to the safe house in Portland so we can give you an audition."
"A little trusting are we?" Squall asked, he knew the guy from somewhere but he couldn't put his finger on it.
Irvine smirked and replied," Those who trust must have the ability to be trustful."
Squall nodded and thought to himself, Meaning that if I say anything, they blow me to pieces.what fun we're going to have in this gang."Where's your ride?" he asked.
Irvine turned and gave a short wave to the figure, who nodded. Irvine directed Squall down the path back towards the busy street," Any ride I want."
They stepped onto the sidewalk and the pair watched a few cars pass by when a sleek green car called an Infernus slugged by with a greedy fat man at the wheel. Irvine darted out into the street right in front of the car, forcing the man to stop.
The man slammed on his brakes and yelled," Hey you delinquents! Move it!"
"Squall! Get in!!" Irvine instructed.
Squall got in and the man looked at him angrily while Squall simply smiled. The man roared," What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
Irvine opened the driver side door and drew a semi-automatic pistol, pressing it to the man's temple with a grin," Howdy." The man froze and Irvine pulled him from the car and threw him to the ground. Irvine got into the car and took off in a burst of speed. He took a cell phone from his duster's pocket and spoke into the walkie-talkie part. "This is Irvine. Anybody there?"
"Well, this is the answering machine, how can I help you?" replied a perky voice.
Irvine rolled his eyes," Very funny, Vash. What're you doing in our hood anyway?"
"Passin' through."
"Whatever, who's there?"
"Oooohh!! Knock knock jokes! Banana!!"
"Vash!! Give the phone to Miroku!"
" This is Miroku," said a deeper version of the same voice.
"VASH!!!" Irvine yelled.
"Fine fine here," came the normal voice.
A different voice spoke this time and it was full of laughter," What, you don't like our answering machine?"
Irvine looked over at Squall who was miserably failing at trying to keep a straight face. Irvine shook his head and turned back to the road, speaking into the phone yet again," Tell Kid I've got the next victim."
"Will do, bro," replied Miroku.
"Peace out," Irvine said, putting the phone in his pocket.
Vash's voice screamed through the phone once more," LOVE AND PEACE!!!!!!!"
Squall, unable to contain his laughter, burst into hysterics.
Irvine rubbed his temples and shook his head again," Not another crazy one.."
Squall laughed the whole way back.
A/N: Well, thanks to Jessy, I went ahead and updated this thing...-smiles- Go me.Anyway, hope you guys like it 'cause I'm just getting started!! R&R you guys! I'll love you forever..PLEASE!?? Pretty please!? -shows them Ralph the Penny- If not for me, do it for Ralph! PLEASE!! Roll on.