Keemew2: I would like to first thank Dragon Trainer and Yoyo for their wonderfully nice reviews! If it weren't for Dragon Trainer, I probably would not have gotten my butt in gear to get this fic updated. And Yoyo's loyalty is what got me to update quicker, then if just ONE person had updated. I guess this fic has gotten a little old, no one seems to want to read it. If you all feel that way…tell me. If you continue to ignore me, I will end up deleting it. Of, course, I'll continue to type, and maybe send via e-mail to those who still want to hear it, but I'm not feeling any appreciation for my hard work…and begging to my family to have the computer!
Therefore, I dedicate this to Dragon Trainer and Yoyo. Thanks guys. Oh, and by the way. In my fics, talking is as essential to the plot line as certain fights, and not many fights. Sorry, blame my mom and her lifetime movies. They have corrupted me. My dad doesn't watch enough of his shows to impact me in the action department. Sorry. (you notice the tittle does say drama, right?)
And once again, so sooooooooooooooooooooooooooory it took so long to get out! Gomen, gomen, gomen, gomen, nasai.
ON WITH THE FIC!!!!!
Zoids
Ch. 13-Don't get yourself killed.
PG-13
General, Drama
"You look f'miliar Mister." Ravine said as she eyed Williams up and down.
"Uh, I don't know why I would." Williams murmured apprehensively.
"You do." Her violate eyes were a little too penetrating for a girl her age. They made him nervous just looking at them.
"Vegy had been taken to see that girl once before," She said as she looked at him, "I snuck along. Before I was caught I think I saw you there." Williams' eyes grew wide and he quickly looked around the room for any surveillance equipment. Sighing with relief when he saw none, he looked down at the girl.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He replied Calmly, as if nothing happened. He bent down to the girls' level and lowered his voice to a whisper. "Give me a break kid. If they find out about that I'm dead! Do you want to get out of here?" The girl seemed to think on that for a minute, as if wondering how to reply, then lowered her voice to match his.
"Yes."
"Then don't get me killed by talking like that. I don't know if they have bugged this place. I wouldn't put it past them, I think they are on to me."
"Um…sorry? What does bugged mean?" Williams sighed and looked around the room again. There were all sorts of toys lying around, lots of them broken.
"Bugged means they hide something in the room that lets them hear what we say unless we whisper. Why are all your toys broken?" He asked her the last part in a normal tone of voice to change the subject.
"I threw them at the mean man. First he wouldn't play with me, then he tells me to shut up or I won't see Vegy again! He wouldn't let me see him either! He was a mean man, but not as mean as that lady."
"You mean Lt. Treisa?"
"Yeah, I mean her. She hurt me when she brought me in here! Look!" She showed him her elbow which was scratched up. "She made me fall when I got here. She didn't even apologize! She's a meany!"
"Don't worry kid. It will heal." She glared at him for a minute then walked over to one of the toys and picked it up.
"Do you play games?" She asked hopefully. She looked at him sweetly and he rolled his eyes. This day could only get worse. Not only did he have to escape with those files, he also had to try and rescue Shasta and get Vega and his sister to safety! Then there was that kid, Jamie. Why did he seem so familiar? Not to mention that room full of people. Sure, his priorities are the files, but he can't leave the rest of them. Can he?
Maybe he should have waited for back up. He was told he was too inexperienced for this.
Then the door opened.
Williams looked at the door and saw as Vega was shoved in. The boy tripped on one of the broken toys on the floor and went sprawling. Squealing, Ravine ran to her older brother and pulled at his arm.
"Are you okay Vegy? Huh, huh?" Vega looked up at his sister, pure relief etched on his young face.
"I am now." He said as he put himself in a sitting position. He pulled his sister to him and embraced her tightly. After a few seconds, Ravine started poking her brothers' back.
"Um…Vegy…can I breathe now?" He let her go and held her an arms length out.
"Did they hurt you in any way? Just tell me and so help me…the next time I'm put in Fury, they'll be sorry." Ravine looked at her brother for a minute, then shook her head.
"N-no. They didn't. Please, don't hurt anyone! Be a nice boy, please?" Vega looked at his sister closely, as if debating whether to listen to her or not, then smiled. He nodded his head slightly and patted his sister on the back.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. Hurting people is bad. Even if they do deserve it." He added under his breath. Ravine smiled up at her brother and hugged him again.
"Thank you Vega. Too many people have been hurt already because of us." Vega's eyes widened in shock and he looked at his sister again.
"W-what do you mean? Bow would you know that?"
"Because they were." She replied straight forwardly.
"You saw some people get hurt?"
"No." Ravine replied shaking her head. "I didn't see them hurt, but they were hurt. I knew they were. They tried to stop you from leaving, but…but…." Ravine seemed to be trying to remember something and Vega put his hand on her shoulder.
"Ravine, don't think about it anymore. IT will only hurt to think about it. Let's talk about something else, okay?"
"Like what?"
"Like…what else do you know without actually seeing it happen?"
Williams watched this exchange in disbelief. I wonder if Marker knows about this. I sure hope not. Williams sat down to think while Ravine and Vega talked. This was getting more and more complicated every minute. He had to contact someone soon, but first he had to wait until daycare was over.
Unless….
He shook his head. He had too much of an over active imagination for this job.
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Eagle paced the floor of the cell again. What was he going to do? Jamie had locked himself away where he couldn't be hurt again, Tom was…indisposed at the moment, and who knows what else! Life was getting entirely way too complicated for his simple preference.
Bu then again…maybe…just maybe this was the time…for the Wild Eagle to disappear. Maybe Jamie's family line was getting the chance to be normal again. But how would he be able to correct the damage done so many years ago? This new Zoid…this Ptera…picked him for a reason. Picked Jamie. This just may be the final piece to the puzzle. Now all he had to do was find the main culprit behind everything, who, he suspected, was someone to be expected, yet unexpected.
He also had to get out of this friggen cell!
Then again…that just may be the easiest part of the whole situation.
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"Okay, girl. Time to spill." Marker said bluntly. Shasta cocked her eyebrow at him.
"What happened to the sarcastic niceties all of a sudden?" She asked. Before she could blink, he had his fist in her abdomen, knocking the wind out of her. She fell to the ground and looked up, tears threatening her eyes, but she refused his satisfaction as she gasped for air. Marker smirked and bent to her level. Then his smirk faded into a sneer and he grabbed her by the throat and hauled her up, slamming her into the wall.
"I'm sick of dealing with you, you wretched child." He sneered as she clawed at his hands for air. He released his grip slightly, allowing for some air, but only little gasps. "If I had my way I would be in the middle of slowly extinguishing your life right now in the most desirably painful way I could possibly think, got that? You play with fire, hoping to get burned. You are immature and not ready to deal with the realities of the real world, thus you make everything a joke. You have never experienced, in your whole life, something as heinous as I or even a simple bank robbery. I'm guessing you've spent most of your life walled up in your grandfathers' lab and that's the only reason you're so useful. Well, guess what Missy! I won't stand for being made a fool by your impracticable idiocies!! And if you don't start doing as I say your sister will feel my wrath and it will be on your pretty little head, got it? And once I'm done with her, I use the rest of those fools as hostages against you as well. I know it will work because you hate to see people hurt! Therefore, hurting people hurts you and if you don't knock of your impulsive shenanigans I'll just go ahead and Kill one of them now while you watch them die slowly! Now do as your told, or I will have such joy in torturing and killing someone in your name, wishing it was you and drawing as much pleasure as possible, got it?" Shasta swallowed, her tears falling this time. Was this guy for real? How could such a sadist exist?
Unable to help herself in anyway possible, she was truly afraid he was going to kill her. Her eyes shown with that fear, crystal droplets running down her cheeks. She gasped for what little air he allowed and continued to claw at his hands.
When he noticed she was crying his face softened slightly and he smiled at her.
"There you go!" He said triumphantly, "Now, was that so hard? Was it really so hard to show me your fear? That's all I ever wanted form you! Just give me that kind of respect and we'll get along just fine. I love to see people's fear. There fear of me. Don't you see? Fear and pain are the two things I love most about this pathetic ball of dirt we call a home! Pain, being the first." His smile became a cold smirk and his eye took on a cold and cruel look. He stepped back slightly, then threw Shasta to the floor, her head bouncing off the cool metal. Harper swallowed and stepped back, not wanting to be part of it. Everyone knew Markers reputation. Everyone was afraid of him. Everyone, that is, but their mysterious other boss. Mystery guy was someone not many had seen, but there were many rumors. Some say he is afraid of Marker while others say he's…worse by far.
Marker turned on his heal and left the room, leaving a cruel, cold feel behind him. When they were sure he was gone, the two lab workers hurried to Shasta's side.
"Are you alright child?"
"Answer us, please!"
Shasta looked up at them, the look she held making them step back in fear. Her eyes had taken on Markers cold hatred. Her eyes almost seemed to have fire in their depths.
A cold, blue fire that should never be in the eyes of a child.
"I swear, his death will be my pleasure." She growled out, pain and hatred filling her voice with a bitterness that didn't fit her youthful countenance. One of the lab men swallowed and stepped forward. He put a hand on her shoulder and shook it slightly, realizing that the child was most likely in a from of shock. She blinked once, twice, and looked up at them with eyes that no longer held contempt, but cold fear instead. Silently, she let tears fall from the corner of her eyes. Her body started shaking and she collapsed into a ball, sobbing with everything, she had. The two lab techs walked off, not knowing what to do and Harper watch the small girl cry, guilt riding on him for the first time in his whole career. He didn't like the feeling.
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The smell of Sanders concoction of ingredients led Bit to the kitchen. When he turned into the dinning area he saw Brad and Sanders playing a game of cards.
"What is that smell?" He asked
"Casserole." Brad said, not looking up from the game. Sanders raised his eyes to Brad and grinned.
"What kind of casserole?" Bit asked.
"Enchilada." Sanders replied, turning to look at Bit.
"What's that?"
"A dish that Pierce tough me to make. A very good dish if you like spicy food."
"Spicy?"
"Yeah."
"You made it?"
"Yeah. Got a problem with that?"
"No, not really. Did you try it Brad?" Brad set his cards down and gave Bit a wry look.
"And you want to know why?"
"I just want to know what you thought of it?"
"Funny, you don't normally ask so many questions about food, you just normally dig in and eat everything."
"Is that enchilada casserole?" Stoller asked, popping his head in. Oscar and Steve were right behind him, looking over his shoulder. Both had curious looks on their faces about the concoction they smelled. Sanders nodded his head and Stoller smiled. "How much longer?"
"Oh, about five minutes." Sanders replied. "I made plenty. The stuff tends to go pretty quick."
"You're telling me!" Stoller replied, "There were only three of us and Pierce always made enough for an army! Gone in three days."
"Dad!" Leena cried as she entered the kitchen area. Harry came in after her, his face as flushed as here's with excitement. "Dad! It's Leon! He's come for a visit! And Naomi is with him." She added slightly resentful. Brad perked up slightly as the name was mentioned, but no one except Sanders noticed it. Grinning to himself, he nudged Brad with his foot under the table to get his attention. Brad looked at him and saw his knowing look. Brad looked at him, puzzled and Sanders just smiled with the roll f his eyes.
"How much longer will they be?" Steve asked.
"Not long. Actually, they should be hear in five minutes." Then she lowered her voice a tad. "They don't know about Jamie yet, do they?"
"No, I neglected to mention that when I said we needed their help with something."
"They could be very useful." Oscar murmured, thinking about hitter plan.
"That's the point." Steve replied. "I'm a little worried though, about how Leon will take the news about Jamie."
Keemew2: Okay peeps. The action will be coming pretty soon, so dun worry. Ya, know, I am REAL tempted to just let Marker kill Shasta and have his fun with everyone else being held prisoner, then making Jamie succumb to the supposed inevitable and join the Backdraft. Vega doing as they say, and them killing their friends. Just to have something SO different that it will blow everyone away. I mean, how often do you see the bad guys win, huh? Well, lets just see how things go. And if you want to see the next chapter, at least one person has to review. I would prefer around three to five, but hey! I have found out it is best not to be chose about that thing where this story is concerned. If no one likes it…I'll just delete it. Anyway, give me your opinions!!!!! R&R!!!
