Chapter 10
"W, where am I…?"
"Your safe."
"My head…"
"Don't try and move, that bullet had a viral strain that got into your bloodstream, you'll be stiff for a few hours but we managed to get the poison out before it killed you."
"T, thankyou."
"Don't mention it. Just try and rest…"
"Mikki!!! Mikki!!!!" Shouted Camus, he had not been able to get hold of any contacts due to Highland Mafia's recent take-over of the city, so he had been forced to wander the streets shouting his friends name "Mikki! C'mon man, I'll stop calling you Mikki if you come out!!!" Suddenly a can was thrown at him, it connected with his knee, enraged, Camus leaped up and looked around to see who threw the offending can
"You better watch out foo'!" He shouted "I gots mad skillz!!!"
"Shut up Camus and get over here!" The young cop calmed down and looked towards an alley to see where the low voice had come from and he instantly saw the large blonde Humphrey peering round the corner.
Camus walked over and his bouncer friend grabbed him forcefully by the wrist and pulled him down some stairs, Camus went to shout but Humphrey's large hand quickly went over his mouth "Shut up you dumb fuck!" He hissed as he closed the door of the house he had just dragged Camus into "The Mafia are swarming the place, you wanna get us killed!" Camus broke from his grip
"What are you talking about!?"
"Someone went and blew up the fifteenth floor of the Blight arms building, they getting suspicious and swarming the city looking for the people who did it."
"I see." Said Camus "You haven't seen Miklotov have you?"
"No" Said Humphrey and Camus' face fell "But I know where he is!" Camus' face lifted and he did a little skip
"So he's not dead!"
"No." Said Humphrey "But we're going to have to get out here fast, I'll take you to him, I need to take Futch and out guest somewhere safe anyway." Camus looked confused
"Your guest?" Then he saw him, Flik walked into view, and Camus leaped with a cry of "You bruised my perfect face with!!!" He jumped on top of Flik and began punching him, Humphrey pulled him off forcefully
"Stop it! He's a good guy, now come on!" Humphrey said, leading them to the door along with Futch "We've gotta be quiet." Camus looked over Humphrey's shoulder at Flik
"I've got your number buddy." Flik scowled back
"You're going down…"
"Shut up, both of you!"
Miklotov awoke in a small, dimly lit room. He was sick of waking up in strange places, getting up he realised his bones and muscles seemed strangely lethargic and he was not able to rise with the same gusto as he had originally planned, he took a few steps and then fell limp and collapsed, what was happening to him? Then it came back to him, that beautiful face, the face of an angel and the conversation when he was half-conscious, there was something about poison… That must have been what was making him so weak, he tried to get up but he was still too weak. Suddenly the door opened and someone picked him up and helped him sit down in a chair in a corner of the small room. Miklotov looked up and saw an Indian man about his age looking down at him, he was obviously Sikh as he wore a large orange turban which contrasted with his dark suit
"Calm yourself my friend, the poison has lasted longer than we anticipated. Just try not to move or you will only grow weaker." He said, Miklotov could barely nod, he heard the door open and light footsteps making their way towards him, looking up with considerable effort he saw her face, the beautiful woman he had seen before he blacked out, the one to had talked to him in his fitful half slumber. He saw the tall Sikh walk over to her and talk quietly, she nodded and he walked out the room. She walked closer and sat down in a chair opposite him, he saw her face closer this time, she looked a lot like Emma, sharing the same large sapphire eyes and glossy platinum blonde hair, she was short and pail but beautiful nonetheless, she smiled at him, she had a smile that made her whole face light up and only added to her beauty, Miklotov was transfixed, however he wasn't going to be able to look anywhere else as his head felt like a lead weight and moving it would make it topple off his frail neck.
"Hello." She said in a soothing voice "I expect your wondering where you are?" She asked, Miklotov nodded slowly "Well my name is Teresa, I'm an agent for the anti Mafia resistance movement."
Miklotov then realised he had seen her before, she was the mayor of the city's daughter Teresa Wisemail!
"So you recognise me?" She said with a hint of amusement in her voice, obviously noticing the look of exclamation on Miklotov's thin features "Yes, being the daughter of the mayor means I can't do a lot of field work in case I'm recognised but I try and do what I can." She said, a little distantly "I'm sorry, this isn't about me. I'll explain as much as I can, you deserve that much. At the moment your at one of our safehouses where we meet and discuss our plans."
And so Teresa explained everything Shu had explained to Camus, when she finished Miklotov was able to utter one word.
"Camus…?" Teresa smiled sadly at this
"I'm afraid we don't know what happened to your friend, he was captured because unlike you he was more of a threat, we were sure you'd join our cause but he was a bit more unpredictable." However before she could say anything else someone ran into the room, Teresa turned around and was looking into the face of a handsome blonde young man, his straight hair was tousled and his red hoodie was very grubby but he didn't seem to care as he scanned the room, he then saw Miklotov in the corner and a huge grin spread on his face
"Mikki!!!!" He shouted and ran over and hugged his friend, Miklotov could feel his back snapping before Teresa grabbed Camus' arm.
"Don't be too rough, he was injected with poison, he's still weak." Camus let go but the grin was still on his face
"Aw man I thought you were dead!"
"Hi Teresa" Said a young voice, Teresa turned and smiled at Futch as he entered with Humphrey and a very paranoid looking Flik accompanied by the tall Sikh.
"Hello everyone, you all know Shin?" She asked beaming at the newcomers, they all nodded, looking at the tall Indian man. "Well I think you all know why you're here." She said a little more seriously, Camus could see more people filing into the room, he realised there must be some kind of conference going on. Teresa continued "Shu will be here shortly with the details, until then sit tight, this is going to be a big job, bigger than our rescue attempt."
Camus didn't know what was going on (something he had become accustomed to in the past few days) but he was sure he wasn't going to like it.
