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A Snipers Magic Bullet
~Chapter Five: The First Strike~
It was that night that Schwarz Bruder would know if the drug he had just introduced into Cloys blood an hour ago would work. He couldn't stand to be away from her side for a second till then. He had made his lunch and brought it in to eat next to her, waiting for any sign that she remembered what he had told her, or that she didn't remember anything.
He hoped for the later, he did not want to give her so much she would lose her whole memory. But he couldn't go on knowing that what he had told her, without much of a choice, pained her so. "She still loves me… Kyoji I mean." He whispered to himself. Knowing this made his heart feel as light as a feather, and made his body ache to just scoop her up in his arms and never let go. But that though led to another.
It reminded him of the humanity that was no longer his. It remind him of how he was now an android He cursed the day that he, Kyoji rather, built that dreaded machine with his father.
His mother was dead, his father was condemned, and his younger brother was, more or less, brain washed and sent on a wild goose chase he could have cleared up just by engaging Ulube.
Schwarz sighed deeply and said "but how was he to know?" he sighed again as he looked at a picture of him, his father, his brother, the woman he loved and her grandfather had taken together before she left the Neo-Japan colony so long ago.
He remembered how his heart ached for her, and how that was why he had built that damned contraption in the first place, out of loneliness for her. He looked back at the sleeping madden and willed and wished all that had happened to just go away.
He recalled the stories that he would tell to her and she would tell back. Of far away places, fairytales, knights in shining armor and princes' in disguise. Then there was always the Romance Stories to count. Some they even, sometimes, went so far to act out. Though, he promised himself that he would only go just so far. "I can have her all to myself," he remembered thinking, "When I marry her she will be all mine for lovin'"
He sighed to himself as he heard her stir and allowed himself to ease back on his elbows where he sat at the end of the bed. The IV was still in her arm and he allowed it to be there a little longer, just to be sure that enough of that drug got into her system to matter.
He allowed himself to sink back into his memories, or Kyoji's memories rather. He knew that he didn't deserve such memories, that he didn't deserve this woman, but he knew them to be there for always. He sunk back into his dreams and memories by remembering how, when he couldn't sleep because of thoughts of their future love making kept him awake, she sung to him. Even though it never helped to calm his Savage side into slumber, it always helped to sooth him.
In his head he could hear the sweet sweet melody that she would sing to him to try to sooth him to peaceful sleep. Instead she would only serve to fall asleep herself; where as Kyoji's Savage side took him over and gave him ideas he would never think to follow through with without being married to her.
He sighed deeply as he got up and took his dishes to the kitchen to be washed. Half way to the kitchen he heard voices near the door of the hangar they had been sharing. Thinking quickly, he found his mask in his back pocket and pulled it on over his face. Then went to see what was going on. He saw men at the front door. One carrying an assault rifle, the other, a snipers rifle. He quickly moved to the shadows, melting himself among them, on instinct. One picked the lock on the door and quickly shoved the door open. He watched as one man, the one with the snipers rifle advance to the next room, while the one with the assault rifle stayed behind to cover his back.
"If I can get rid of this fool, I could probably flank the other guy." Schwarz though to himself, as he decided on ways to get rid of the man that stood before him. This man was only a few inches away from him. But, thanks to the art of Ninjitsu, he had not spotted him.
The man turned his back to the wall, and Schwarz ultimately, which gave him the chance to come up from behind him. Schwarz wrapped his arm around his neck in a suffocating head lock with his hand over his mouth so the other man wouldn't hear the yells. Soon, the man he had a hold of fell to the ground, either unconscious or dead.
He then moved on to the next man but when he entered the next room, he was no where to be found. He searched everywhere, but found nothing. "He couldn't just disappear into thin air. Or did he hear the muffled yells of his partner?" Schwarz asked softly aloud.
Before he could think of much more he heard a Snipers Rifle report. He figured it was for him so he disappeared into the shadows quickly and started to look for where it came from. He saw where the bullet had split the air and saw where it came from and where it was headed to. The wind trail it left behind was headed strait for the bed Cloy was lying sleeping in…
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Ok, I know this is as short as the one two chapters ago, but I'll get the next one up soon. I just thought that where I stopped it was a great cliff hanger so hope you like it. Please R+R I would really really really really appreciate it. Thanks. See you next chapter. Bye.