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Dekim Junior entered the monitor room as angry as a bull. Relena followed just as confused.
What the hell is going on in the vault?" he asked as he looked at the monitors. He smirked to find everything in place.
"Nothing sir," the tech said. "It's all normal."
"You must be mistaken," Dekim growled in the phone.
"Are you looking?" the man in the phone said. "Okay, keep watching."
Suddenly, the monitors changed revealing three men packing money into black bags. Dekim looked as if he could commit murder.
"In this town your luck could change that quickly," Duo said as he passed the shoe pit.
"Find out how much money we have there," Dekim said to the manager. Relena blinked as she figured out how the phone got to her coat. Then she remembered Heero saying goodbye to her. She sighed as she remembered how sneaky he was.
"Relena," Dekim called her. She merely looked at him in askance. "Perhaps you should go back to your room." Relena snorted and walked away. Dekim placed the phone back into his ear and his voice became serious.
"Alright. You proved your point. You've broken into my vault. Congratulations, you're a dead man," he said in a deadly tone.
"Please. Enough with the idle threats," Duo said. "I've been threaten by a more dangerous man than you and he still keeps me alive."
"How do expect to leave?" Dekim asked. "Do you think I'd let you walk away carrying bags of my money through this casino?"
"Nope. YOU'RE going to do that for us," Duo said.
"And why would I do that?" Dekim asked.
"Take a closer look at you monitor," Duo commanded as Dekim did, he received a slip from his manager. "As you manager probably reporting now, you have a little over one hundred and sixty million dollars in you vault. As you would notice, we're only packing half of that. The other half we're leaving in your vault, booby trapped as a hostage. You let our eighty million go and you keep yours, that's the deal. You try and stop us we'll blow both of them," as Duo turned around he faced the second deadliest thing he had encountered looking sternly at him. Relena Darlian. "Mr. Dekim, you could loose eighty million secretly or one hundred million publicly. It's your choice.
"Hello 'Jousan," he greeted as he covered the mouthpiece of the phone.
At the monitor room, Dekim paused for a moment and looked at his manager.
"Make the call," he said. The manager dialed 911 and reported it to the police.
"Duo," Relena glared at him. He wished that everyone would stop glaring at him. It seems that the only one who doesn't glare at him was Quatre. "Where's Heero?"
"He fine," Duo smiled. "He requested that you go upstairs and watch TV."
"He does," she nodded slowly.
Back at the monitor room, the manager had just told Dekim that the SWAT team was on their way.
"Okay, you have a deal," Dekim said.
"It's okay Jousan. I promise," Duo said. "He removed his hand on the mouthpiece and walked away. "Excellent! Here's what you do."
"The guys in the vault will deposit six bags into the vault elevator. The elevator will rise to the cages and three of your guards will carry it out into the casino. Now if they take more than twenty seconds to reach the casino or if thee was any indication that a switch was made, we'll blow the money in the bags and in the vault."
"He's by in the casino by the slots," Dekim said to the manager as he heard the background noise.
"Of course I'm in the casino," Duo said incredulously. "In fact, I'm staying at your hotel. I have two words for you; mini bar. You guys have lousy taste in snacks and refreshments." He sighed.
"As soon as your guards step into the casino floor, a white unmarked van will pull up in your valet station. The guards will load the bags in the van's rear. If anyone so much approaches the driver's door, we'll blow everything. And trust me, one of my friends always blows things up, even himself if necessary."
"When I get word that the van is away and the money is secure, my men will exit the building. And if their safety is confirmed, you'll get your vault back. Is that clear? Then do it."
***
One minute later the white van pulled out of the casino but it was being followed by three cars. As soon as it did, the SWAT team pulled up and readied themselves. The manager had confirmation that the SWAT were ready and he reported it the Dekim.
Dekim looked smug and talked into the phone.
"Alright, I have complied with your every request, would you agree?"
"I would," Duo said.
"Good, 'cause I have one of my own," he growled. "Run and hide, asshole. Run and hide. I you get picked up by a one hundred thousand dollar sports car in the beach I would be supremely disappointed because I want MY people to find you because if they do, we're not going to hand you to the police so my advice to you again is this: Run and hide. That is all that I ask."
But there was no one in the other end of the line.
"Mr. Dekim," the manager called him. "Our guys say that he's headed for the airport."
"Get everyone in position, I want my vault back before that van hits the turnpike," he ordered.
The SWAT team is in place. They were positioned by the elevator doors and waited for the go.
"Alright, we're in position," the squad leader's voice came in the radio. "Night goggles on. Prepare to cut power."
"Cutting power now," Dekim said. As soon as the power went off, the operation began.
"Breaching elevator doors now," the team leader said. "We have two guards, unconscious and bound."
"Someone's here!" another voice said in panic.
"Take them down!" yet another ordered. Shots were fired and suddenly a loud explosion echoed through the speakers.
"Lights! Lights! We need lights!" the team leader called urgently.
As the power came, the whole vault was destroyed. The SWAT members were checking out the downed men as the others surveyed the damage. "What's going on? Talk to me," Dekim said trying to keep his calm.
"An explosive devise has been detonated, repeat, has been detonated," the squad leader said. "Continuing search for survivors."
"Tell the team to take the van," Dekim said as he exited the room. "And find out how THE HELL DID THEY HACK INTO MY SYSTEM!" he raved. The manager cringed at the attack.
***
The van stopped at near the hangars. The men in the cars got out and aimed their guns at the van.
"Get out of the van, NOW!" one of the ordered but he was ignored. "Shoot the tires," he commanded. The tires blew from the bullet holes but the van was still.
It was too quiet
***
Dekim was surveying the damage. Money and chips were scattered throughout the vault. It was clearly demolished.
"Sir," the team leader reported. "We have yet to find any signs of the suspects and yet to discover how they had entered the premises."
"Take your men out," he ordered.
"Sir, may I suggest that you stay clear until the bomb..."
"Now," Dekim glared at the man.
"It's your vault," the man sighed. "Alright men, move out!" the SWAT team took their bags and left.
"How are we with the van?" Dekim asked him manager.
***
The lead man inched his way towards the driver's side, wary for any surprise.
But when he opened the door, he had the biggest surprise yet.
There was no one in the van, save for a homemade robot driving the thing. Baffled, he looked at his men.
***
"Now that's a face worth a thousand words," Quatre said as he and Une watched from a distance.
"Do it already," Une said. Quatre smiled and pressed a button. The van suddenly lurched backwards and struck one of the cars. Quatre cringed as he looked at Une who had a look of disappointment.
"Oops," he said. Une sighed as she shook her head. Quatre pressed another button and the rear of the van exploded, causing its burnt contents to scatter in the wind.
***
"Mr. Dekim, they took the van sir," the manager reported.
"And?"
"There was no money in the van sir."
"What do you mean?"
"They said that the bags were filled with flyers, sir."
"Flyers?" Dekim was getting irritated.
"For hookers," the manager said. Growling, Dekim paced around the vault. Then he remembered something.
"Cue the video of the robbery," he ordered.
"I'm looking at it now sir," the manager said.
"Does it say Bellagio on the vault floor?"
"No sir, I don't understand."
"We had it installed on Tuesday," he said. "The images we saw was a tape."
"What?"
"It was stage," Dekim was running out of patience. "Someone made a duplicate of my vault and what we saw on the monitor wasn't actually happening."
"I don't understand. What happened to all that money?"
What happened indeed?
***
"Night goggles on," the leader of the SWAT team said as part of his braid swung from his helmet. Grumbling, he removed his helmet and tucked it inside. Placing the helmet back again, he smiled. "Cut power now."
The three in the vault smiled as they saw their comrades.
***
On the casino floor, the 'SWAT team' walked casually each carrying a black bag and it was NOT filled with weapons. They entered their van and went away.
Without anyone stopping them.
***
Dekim frowned as he immediately went to the gates. He stopped at the guarded door and ordered it opened. As it did, he found a large man beating the hell out of Heero Yuy.
"How's the other fight going?" Heero asked as he struggled to stand.
"Pick him up," Dekim ordered. When Heero was on his feet, he confronted him.
"Did you have a hand in this?" Dekim asked.
"In what?" Heero asked almost out of breath.
"One more time," Dekim was on the verge of getting out of control. "Did you have a hand in this?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Heero said in a glare.
"Okay," Dekim smirked. "You're free to go. Show him out," the big gorillas led him out.
In Relena's hotel room, her phone suddenly rang.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Turn to channel 88," the caller said and hung up. Blinking in confusion, she turned her TV on and tuned it to the said channel.
"What happened? Get robbed or something?" Heero asked. Relena couldn't believe what she saw.
"Stop," Dekim said and neared him. "I'm going to give you one last chance. Where is my money?"
"What if I told you I can get your money back, will you give up Relena?" Heero asked.
"Yes," Dekim said without hesitation. Relena frowned and left the room.
"Alright," Heero said. "I may know a guy who knows people and there is no job in the U.S. that he doesn't know about. You give me 72 hours and I'll find out who took your money."
"You know a guy?" Dekim said unbelievingly. He looked at one of his men and nodded. "Show him out and contact the police."
"What for?" Heero asked. "I didn't commit a crime."
"Trespassing," Dekim said. "And I'll think of some other things to hit you with."
Heero only glared at him.
Dekim went to the casino floor and found Relena walking from the elevator.
"Relena," Dekim said. Relena smirked and glared at him.
"In this hotel, there's always someone watching," Relena said and left. Dekim only watched her go.
"Mr. Dekim," a balding man and a silver haired man escorted with a dozen officers came to him.
"Yes? May I help you?" he asked.
"I'm Jim Brass, homicide and this is Gil Grissom, crime lab," the man said as he showed his badge. "We have a warrant for your arrest."
"For what?" Dekim asked.
"Four counts of murder and the attempted murder of Treize Kushrenada," Brass said.
"You've got to be kidding me," Dekim said.
"There's enough evidence to bury you alive, Mr. Dekim," Grissom said. "High rollers always lose big."
Brass placed the handcuffs on him and took him away.
***
Relena ran out to find him. But he was lost in the crowd. Her heart couldn't take it anymore.
He was gone, again.
But she will find him, like he she did all those years ago.
***
The Bellagio's fountain show was the highlight of the casino. Where everyone could see the spectacular dancing of water to a tune of melodic music.
And there, Twelve people looked in awe.
Wufei, the Dragon left with an easy heart.
Catherine and Trowa left together in silence.
Quatre and Dorothy kissed and left holding hands.
Millard sighed and patted the young one's back and went back to the waiting arms of his wife.
Hilde pulled Duo by the braid as he teased Mariemaia as she rested in Jeremy's arms.
Une smiled and beckoned them to come.
Giving a last look at his new mentor, Jeremy smiled.
Heero's lips twitched in a smile and left.
Hoping that he would find true happiness once again. And when he did, he's not letting go.
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End of 11
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A/n: Okay. So I didn't follow the ending per se. Still, I want to know that your reaction in this installment.
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Dekim Junior entered the monitor room as angry as a bull. Relena followed just as confused.
What the hell is going on in the vault?" he asked as he looked at the monitors. He smirked to find everything in place.
"Nothing sir," the tech said. "It's all normal."
"You must be mistaken," Dekim growled in the phone.
"Are you looking?" the man in the phone said. "Okay, keep watching."
Suddenly, the monitors changed revealing three men packing money into black bags. Dekim looked as if he could commit murder.
"In this town your luck could change that quickly," Duo said as he passed the shoe pit.
"Find out how much money we have there," Dekim said to the manager. Relena blinked as she figured out how the phone got to her coat. Then she remembered Heero saying goodbye to her. She sighed as she remembered how sneaky he was.
"Relena," Dekim called her. She merely looked at him in askance. "Perhaps you should go back to your room." Relena snorted and walked away. Dekim placed the phone back into his ear and his voice became serious.
"Alright. You proved your point. You've broken into my vault. Congratulations, you're a dead man," he said in a deadly tone.
"Please. Enough with the idle threats," Duo said. "I've been threaten by a more dangerous man than you and he still keeps me alive."
"How do expect to leave?" Dekim asked. "Do you think I'd let you walk away carrying bags of my money through this casino?"
"Nope. YOU'RE going to do that for us," Duo said.
"And why would I do that?" Dekim asked.
"Take a closer look at you monitor," Duo commanded as Dekim did, he received a slip from his manager. "As you manager probably reporting now, you have a little over one hundred and sixty million dollars in you vault. As you would notice, we're only packing half of that. The other half we're leaving in your vault, booby trapped as a hostage. You let our eighty million go and you keep yours, that's the deal. You try and stop us we'll blow both of them," as Duo turned around he faced the second deadliest thing he had encountered looking sternly at him. Relena Darlian. "Mr. Dekim, you could loose eighty million secretly or one hundred million publicly. It's your choice.
"Hello 'Jousan," he greeted as he covered the mouthpiece of the phone.
At the monitor room, Dekim paused for a moment and looked at his manager.
"Make the call," he said. The manager dialed 911 and reported it to the police.
"Duo," Relena glared at him. He wished that everyone would stop glaring at him. It seems that the only one who doesn't glare at him was Quatre. "Where's Heero?"
"He fine," Duo smiled. "He requested that you go upstairs and watch TV."
"He does," she nodded slowly.
Back at the monitor room, the manager had just told Dekim that the SWAT team was on their way.
"Okay, you have a deal," Dekim said.
"It's okay Jousan. I promise," Duo said. "He removed his hand on the mouthpiece and walked away. "Excellent! Here's what you do."
"The guys in the vault will deposit six bags into the vault elevator. The elevator will rise to the cages and three of your guards will carry it out into the casino. Now if they take more than twenty seconds to reach the casino or if thee was any indication that a switch was made, we'll blow the money in the bags and in the vault."
"He's by in the casino by the slots," Dekim said to the manager as he heard the background noise.
"Of course I'm in the casino," Duo said incredulously. "In fact, I'm staying at your hotel. I have two words for you; mini bar. You guys have lousy taste in snacks and refreshments." He sighed.
"As soon as your guards step into the casino floor, a white unmarked van will pull up in your valet station. The guards will load the bags in the van's rear. If anyone so much approaches the driver's door, we'll blow everything. And trust me, one of my friends always blows things up, even himself if necessary."
"When I get word that the van is away and the money is secure, my men will exit the building. And if their safety is confirmed, you'll get your vault back. Is that clear? Then do it."
***
One minute later the white van pulled out of the casino but it was being followed by three cars. As soon as it did, the SWAT team pulled up and readied themselves. The manager had confirmation that the SWAT were ready and he reported it the Dekim.
Dekim looked smug and talked into the phone.
"Alright, I have complied with your every request, would you agree?"
"I would," Duo said.
"Good, 'cause I have one of my own," he growled. "Run and hide, asshole. Run and hide. I you get picked up by a one hundred thousand dollar sports car in the beach I would be supremely disappointed because I want MY people to find you because if they do, we're not going to hand you to the police so my advice to you again is this: Run and hide. That is all that I ask."
But there was no one in the other end of the line.
"Mr. Dekim," the manager called him. "Our guys say that he's headed for the airport."
"Get everyone in position, I want my vault back before that van hits the turnpike," he ordered.
The SWAT team is in place. They were positioned by the elevator doors and waited for the go.
"Alright, we're in position," the squad leader's voice came in the radio. "Night goggles on. Prepare to cut power."
"Cutting power now," Dekim said. As soon as the power went off, the operation began.
"Breaching elevator doors now," the team leader said. "We have two guards, unconscious and bound."
"Someone's here!" another voice said in panic.
"Take them down!" yet another ordered. Shots were fired and suddenly a loud explosion echoed through the speakers.
"Lights! Lights! We need lights!" the team leader called urgently.
As the power came, the whole vault was destroyed. The SWAT members were checking out the downed men as the others surveyed the damage. "What's going on? Talk to me," Dekim said trying to keep his calm.
"An explosive devise has been detonated, repeat, has been detonated," the squad leader said. "Continuing search for survivors."
"Tell the team to take the van," Dekim said as he exited the room. "And find out how THE HELL DID THEY HACK INTO MY SYSTEM!" he raved. The manager cringed at the attack.
***
The van stopped at near the hangars. The men in the cars got out and aimed their guns at the van.
"Get out of the van, NOW!" one of the ordered but he was ignored. "Shoot the tires," he commanded. The tires blew from the bullet holes but the van was still.
It was too quiet
***
Dekim was surveying the damage. Money and chips were scattered throughout the vault. It was clearly demolished.
"Sir," the team leader reported. "We have yet to find any signs of the suspects and yet to discover how they had entered the premises."
"Take your men out," he ordered.
"Sir, may I suggest that you stay clear until the bomb..."
"Now," Dekim glared at the man.
"It's your vault," the man sighed. "Alright men, move out!" the SWAT team took their bags and left.
"How are we with the van?" Dekim asked him manager.
***
The lead man inched his way towards the driver's side, wary for any surprise.
But when he opened the door, he had the biggest surprise yet.
There was no one in the van, save for a homemade robot driving the thing. Baffled, he looked at his men.
***
"Now that's a face worth a thousand words," Quatre said as he and Une watched from a distance.
"Do it already," Une said. Quatre smiled and pressed a button. The van suddenly lurched backwards and struck one of the cars. Quatre cringed as he looked at Une who had a look of disappointment.
"Oops," he said. Une sighed as she shook her head. Quatre pressed another button and the rear of the van exploded, causing its burnt contents to scatter in the wind.
***
"Mr. Dekim, they took the van sir," the manager reported.
"And?"
"There was no money in the van sir."
"What do you mean?"
"They said that the bags were filled with flyers, sir."
"Flyers?" Dekim was getting irritated.
"For hookers," the manager said. Growling, Dekim paced around the vault. Then he remembered something.
"Cue the video of the robbery," he ordered.
"I'm looking at it now sir," the manager said.
"Does it say Bellagio on the vault floor?"
"No sir, I don't understand."
"We had it installed on Tuesday," he said. "The images we saw was a tape."
"What?"
"It was stage," Dekim was running out of patience. "Someone made a duplicate of my vault and what we saw on the monitor wasn't actually happening."
"I don't understand. What happened to all that money?"
What happened indeed?
***
"Night goggles on," the leader of the SWAT team said as part of his braid swung from his helmet. Grumbling, he removed his helmet and tucked it inside. Placing the helmet back again, he smiled. "Cut power now."
The three in the vault smiled as they saw their comrades.
***
On the casino floor, the 'SWAT team' walked casually each carrying a black bag and it was NOT filled with weapons. They entered their van and went away.
Without anyone stopping them.
***
Dekim frowned as he immediately went to the gates. He stopped at the guarded door and ordered it opened. As it did, he found a large man beating the hell out of Heero Yuy.
"How's the other fight going?" Heero asked as he struggled to stand.
"Pick him up," Dekim ordered. When Heero was on his feet, he confronted him.
"Did you have a hand in this?" Dekim asked.
"In what?" Heero asked almost out of breath.
"One more time," Dekim was on the verge of getting out of control. "Did you have a hand in this?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Heero said in a glare.
"Okay," Dekim smirked. "You're free to go. Show him out," the big gorillas led him out.
In Relena's hotel room, her phone suddenly rang.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Turn to channel 88," the caller said and hung up. Blinking in confusion, she turned her TV on and tuned it to the said channel.
"What happened? Get robbed or something?" Heero asked. Relena couldn't believe what she saw.
"Stop," Dekim said and neared him. "I'm going to give you one last chance. Where is my money?"
"What if I told you I can get your money back, will you give up Relena?" Heero asked.
"Yes," Dekim said without hesitation. Relena frowned and left the room.
"Alright," Heero said. "I may know a guy who knows people and there is no job in the U.S. that he doesn't know about. You give me 72 hours and I'll find out who took your money."
"You know a guy?" Dekim said unbelievingly. He looked at one of his men and nodded. "Show him out and contact the police."
"What for?" Heero asked. "I didn't commit a crime."
"Trespassing," Dekim said. "And I'll think of some other things to hit you with."
Heero only glared at him.
Dekim went to the casino floor and found Relena walking from the elevator.
"Relena," Dekim said. Relena smirked and glared at him.
"In this hotel, there's always someone watching," Relena said and left. Dekim only watched her go.
"Mr. Dekim," a balding man and a silver haired man escorted with a dozen officers came to him.
"Yes? May I help you?" he asked.
"I'm Jim Brass, homicide and this is Gil Grissom, crime lab," the man said as he showed his badge. "We have a warrant for your arrest."
"For what?" Dekim asked.
"Four counts of murder and the attempted murder of Treize Kushrenada," Brass said.
"You've got to be kidding me," Dekim said.
"There's enough evidence to bury you alive, Mr. Dekim," Grissom said. "High rollers always lose big."
Brass placed the handcuffs on him and took him away.
***
Relena ran out to find him. But he was lost in the crowd. Her heart couldn't take it anymore.
He was gone, again.
But she will find him, like he she did all those years ago.
***
The Bellagio's fountain show was the highlight of the casino. Where everyone could see the spectacular dancing of water to a tune of melodic music.
And there, Twelve people looked in awe.
Wufei, the Dragon left with an easy heart.
Catherine and Trowa left together in silence.
Quatre and Dorothy kissed and left holding hands.
Millard sighed and patted the young one's back and went back to the waiting arms of his wife.
Hilde pulled Duo by the braid as he teased Mariemaia as she rested in Jeremy's arms.
Une smiled and beckoned them to come.
Giving a last look at his new mentor, Jeremy smiled.
Heero's lips twitched in a smile and left.
Hoping that he would find true happiness once again. And when he did, he's not letting go.
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End of 11
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A/n: Okay. So I didn't follow the ending per se. Still, I want to know that your reaction in this installment.