The door to the roof flew off with terrible force as Smith rammed his
shoulder against it. He let out a stifled grunt of pain as he held his
side. Niyah knew that the wound was killing him and making him slower than
usual, but even she had to admit, if he was that strong wounded, she would
not have wanted to meet him when he was healthy. She put Code E. down and
leaned up against Smith to give him some support.
"We have to get away from here," Niyah tried to hold Smith up as he tried to regain some kind of composure.
"Take the dog and get out of here," Smith indicated to the fire escape. It was a rusted iron ladder bolted to the side of the building. But knowing that the building was extremely old, Niyah did not want to take that chance.
"Look, I'll hold him off as long as I can you go back down the stairs. I will follow you later."
Smith gave Niyah a harsh glare. "Take the damn dog and leave."
"I can't!" Niyah nearly shouted. She was confused. She knew she should, but she couldn't bring herself too.
"Why?"
"Not without you."
"You humans are ludicrous. You won't fight for your own life when it actually counts."
Niyah was about to drag him with her when she saw Mobius appear at the door like a liquid shadow finally taking shape. Code E. had stepped in front of the pair and began growling fiercely.
"Now you are going to die." Niyah looked at Smith and saw something almost like sadness in eyes. Niyah didn't know what to make of it. Smith aimed the gun at the shadow in the doorway.
"How touching," his voice was dry and low. It almost seemed like he was growling. "How did you do it? Brainwashed her?"
"What is he talking about?" Niyah whispered.
"There's no way you can actually want to help that thing." Mobius finally moved out into the sunlight. As Niyah saw him, she felt her heart grow cold. As far as Niyah could tell, Mobius looked like a normal human being. He wore a black trench coat that covered his own black pants and shirt. His black hair was long and fell in a chaotic mass around his face. There was no way that he should have been standing. Niyah saw the bullets rip into him last night in the alley. Niyah also noticed a glint of metal under his coat. He had a damn sword.
"I have no business with you human. All I want is that abomination." Mobius' voice sounded as if any moment, vapor would start to rise from its mouth and wrap them in their toxic fumes. Niyah realized it was his eyes that revealed what he really was. There was no trace of anything good in them. They were like soulless black pools of oil. He was truly evil, even if he appeared to be doing good by eradicating the exiled programs. "Or you could stay and I will put you through the most exquisite pain you ever felt," Mobius' eyes seemed to light up at that moment with sadistic pleasure at the thought of torturing her.
Smith pulled out the gun with such speed one would have missed it if he were not paying close attention and even then it would be a blur. He promptly sent a hail of bullets at the creature. Niyah picked up Code E. and backed away.
The bullets ripped into Mobius' chest with such force that it knocked him over. Once again the clip was emptied. But this time Smith knew better than to think he was dead. Discarding the gun, Smith went over to the fallen body and hauled it up and was about to throw it over the building. Then Niyah caught the subtle movement.
"Watch out for the sword!" Niyah shouted. Smith saw the flash of metal and threw Mobius away from him. But Mobius still managed to nick Smith on his injured side. Mobius got up and held the sword like a demented samurai.
"Clever girl," Mobius switched hands. "I see why you kept her." Mobius went after Smith with a slow calmness that made Niyah very nervous. "I will deal with you later, little girl."
Gripping the sword with two hands, Mobius made the first move with a quick sweep at Smith's head, but he dodged it just in time and sent a bone crushing punch into Mobius' chest. Forced back, but not by far, Mobius only seemed irritated that hurt.
"I've changed my mind. I am not going to delete you right away. You're going to die slowly and feel every ounce of pain from that useless body I inflict on you." Mobius redoubled his attack with a thrust of his blade and in a single motion made a graceful sweep over Smith's head and creating a fresh cut in his arm. Niyah could see the blood beginning to seep through, but Smith betrayed no emotion. This seemed to get Mobius even more rash.
"Jesus, he going to kill him," Niyah said to herself. She looked at Code E. in her arms and saw the desperate plea in his eyes. She had to do something.
"We have to get away from here," Niyah tried to hold Smith up as he tried to regain some kind of composure.
"Take the dog and get out of here," Smith indicated to the fire escape. It was a rusted iron ladder bolted to the side of the building. But knowing that the building was extremely old, Niyah did not want to take that chance.
"Look, I'll hold him off as long as I can you go back down the stairs. I will follow you later."
Smith gave Niyah a harsh glare. "Take the damn dog and leave."
"I can't!" Niyah nearly shouted. She was confused. She knew she should, but she couldn't bring herself too.
"Why?"
"Not without you."
"You humans are ludicrous. You won't fight for your own life when it actually counts."
Niyah was about to drag him with her when she saw Mobius appear at the door like a liquid shadow finally taking shape. Code E. had stepped in front of the pair and began growling fiercely.
"Now you are going to die." Niyah looked at Smith and saw something almost like sadness in eyes. Niyah didn't know what to make of it. Smith aimed the gun at the shadow in the doorway.
"How touching," his voice was dry and low. It almost seemed like he was growling. "How did you do it? Brainwashed her?"
"What is he talking about?" Niyah whispered.
"There's no way you can actually want to help that thing." Mobius finally moved out into the sunlight. As Niyah saw him, she felt her heart grow cold. As far as Niyah could tell, Mobius looked like a normal human being. He wore a black trench coat that covered his own black pants and shirt. His black hair was long and fell in a chaotic mass around his face. There was no way that he should have been standing. Niyah saw the bullets rip into him last night in the alley. Niyah also noticed a glint of metal under his coat. He had a damn sword.
"I have no business with you human. All I want is that abomination." Mobius' voice sounded as if any moment, vapor would start to rise from its mouth and wrap them in their toxic fumes. Niyah realized it was his eyes that revealed what he really was. There was no trace of anything good in them. They were like soulless black pools of oil. He was truly evil, even if he appeared to be doing good by eradicating the exiled programs. "Or you could stay and I will put you through the most exquisite pain you ever felt," Mobius' eyes seemed to light up at that moment with sadistic pleasure at the thought of torturing her.
Smith pulled out the gun with such speed one would have missed it if he were not paying close attention and even then it would be a blur. He promptly sent a hail of bullets at the creature. Niyah picked up Code E. and backed away.
The bullets ripped into Mobius' chest with such force that it knocked him over. Once again the clip was emptied. But this time Smith knew better than to think he was dead. Discarding the gun, Smith went over to the fallen body and hauled it up and was about to throw it over the building. Then Niyah caught the subtle movement.
"Watch out for the sword!" Niyah shouted. Smith saw the flash of metal and threw Mobius away from him. But Mobius still managed to nick Smith on his injured side. Mobius got up and held the sword like a demented samurai.
"Clever girl," Mobius switched hands. "I see why you kept her." Mobius went after Smith with a slow calmness that made Niyah very nervous. "I will deal with you later, little girl."
Gripping the sword with two hands, Mobius made the first move with a quick sweep at Smith's head, but he dodged it just in time and sent a bone crushing punch into Mobius' chest. Forced back, but not by far, Mobius only seemed irritated that hurt.
"I've changed my mind. I am not going to delete you right away. You're going to die slowly and feel every ounce of pain from that useless body I inflict on you." Mobius redoubled his attack with a thrust of his blade and in a single motion made a graceful sweep over Smith's head and creating a fresh cut in his arm. Niyah could see the blood beginning to seep through, but Smith betrayed no emotion. This seemed to get Mobius even more rash.
"Jesus, he going to kill him," Niyah said to herself. She looked at Code E. in her arms and saw the desperate plea in his eyes. She had to do something.