Operation: Vivify
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Vicious is lifeless and the pounding on the door grows impatient. I don't know what to expect. What if there are a hundred men behind that door? What if there are men who have grenades and rockets? I swallow hard as I throw my T-shirt on hastily and try to formulate a plan. I need a weapon. I grab my wet locks of hair as I frantically run around the living room to find out where he stashed my gun. After what seemed like an eternity, I spy a small table with a drawer behind the sofa, I open the drawer, not to find my gun but a 30mm revolver with five bullets.
It's better than nothing. I glance at the dog who is maliciously barking her head off pawing at the quaking door. I was about to take cover when I heard a voice coming from the other side The dog growled lowly and foamy saliva dripped from her dagger-like fangs. I am glad that dog is on my side.
"Open up Vicious…it's time to face the music." I low silky voice almost cooed as I heard the cocking of a pistol.
I didn't know what to say…so I stayed silent, for once in my life. I knew words would only piss them off more. From the front door they had a clear shot at Vicious lying on the couch, so I knew I had to move him. The best chance I had was to barricade myself and Vicious in the bedroom, the only room that only had one door to get in it and a fire escape.
"Vicious, come now don't make shoot holes in your little doggy too. I mean, mans best friend, isn't that the old cliché earth term? Figures you'd find some earth trash mutt to be your 'best friend'." I began to get angry, what is so wrong with earth, it's a lot better than Callisto, and a whole lot better than Mars. Those jerks, they don't appreciate anything, I should shoot them down like the dogs that they are. I calmed my boiling blood as I pushed Vicious gently off the couch and dragged him into the bedroom, grabbing his sheathed katana on the way. The dog followed reluctantly, pausing every so often to bark at the men in the hall.
But, I swear if that dog doesn't shut up I will shoot it. I pull the door closed and lock it. I bite my lip nervously and push the bed up against the door; it might help, I have really only seen it the movies though. I didn't even realize it but I am trembling, I don't know why it's not like this is a new position for me, against all odds, fighting to survive, it's not new. Nonetheless, I am scared. I look across the room and spot Vicious' katana. I don't even know how to use a sword, so that is no use…
RATATTATATATTATA CHE CHU CRAK
I gulp as the rounds of a machine gun and the cocking and firing of a shotgun ring through the apartment, obviously their patience ran out. The dog, more furious than ever that someone is in her home, barks until red seeps around the iris of the dogs eyes. I click the hammer of my revolver as I notice that there is no way I am going to fend them off. I open the window behind me and look down the crooked ladder fire escape. I see beside it is an open dumpster, half full with cardboard and trash. Perfect.
Here goes nothing…
I lift Vicious on the bed, then onto my shoulder, with a second wind of power and accuracy I carry him to the window, aim and drop. I hold my breath as he haphazardly crashes into the large dumpster, three stories down. Then to make it that more special for him, I drop his sheathed katana down too, only I missed and it clattered to the ground noisily between the wall of the building and the dumpster.
That's for hanging me out to dry.
RATATATTATATATA RATATATATA
I fling myself down to the floor as bullets pierce the bedroom door life a knife through butter. Im a fucking idiot! I realize that the door pulls open so the bed is pretty useless except as a hurtle. I dive behind the bed and fire back, almost forgetting I only have five rounds. I tried to shoot to kill but from my vantage point, it was a little hopeless, my body was contorted so my shooting arm was under me. I saw the dog lunge towards the nearest man and latch herself onto his arm.
Not a pretty sight.
I shoot another man twice before I ran out of bullets. I sprung up and was about to attack when the surprised look on all four standing syndicate men stopped me. Then it hit me, they don't know who the hell I am.
"Who in the fuck are you?" His low voice boomed across the apartment, silencing his own men and the dog who was being lassoed with rope. His dark burning coal eyes are almost as intimidating as his height and his heavy muscular build.
"I-I am Alice Romani..." I try to sound like someone who is trying to cover up their fear, which isn't that hard considering I actually am scared. I see him glare down at me as he steps over the bed and narrows the gap between us. He fires his machine gun, the bullets impale themselves in the sheet rock around me. I flinch the slightest bit.
"Where is Vicious?" His voice boomed louder if possible and he glared down at me; his eyes burning with a blunt frustration. I gulp as I begin to formulate some form of an answer. I will just use my acting skills to the max, I usually hate fake tears but that is my last chance. Here goes nothing.
"I- don't know who Vicious is..." My crocodile tears ran down my cheeks I should be an old Hollywood actress in one of those horrible cliche romance movies. He frowned and signaled to his men to ransack the apartment to search for Vicious. I heard some muffled growling from the dog but I couldn't see her. I looked up the man was still starring at me.. I am snapped back to reality when the man clenches his fist. I wont let the damn syndicate get Vicious, they'll either kill him or turn him back into the ruthless cold blooded killer he was. I can see that he has changed, perhaps the slightest bit, and he still is changing. I wont let them turn him back to the way he was and killing people like Mao, Julia, Spike, and hundreds of others. I don't want Vicious to return to a heartless killing machine.
"I wont kill you Alice Romani, Callisto needs all of it's whores." I saw a mischievous look on his face, a look I knew all too well. I tried my best to inch away from him I bit my lip nervously. He lunged at me and I sprung from my spot like a pissed off jaguar, I was about to swing kick him in the head when he rebounded with surprising speed.
"C'mon cutie, it's best not to resist." He pinned my shoulders up against the wall, causing the left to bleed. It's all over Valentine, he is going to take you right here and only Syndicate members will hear you scream. Right before he was about to take off my shirt, a smaller, younger syndicate member walked into the room. He has pushed pack black hair and slanted teal eyes. His eyes are filled with disgust towards the man who is going to rape me.
"Bruce, you know what Blade will do if he finds out you were fooling around while working." His voice was harsh, but he is not very hateful at all. I think he is only two years younger than me. I can tell he is trying to be professional, but his eyes give his emotions all away. I sighed in total relief when the bastard Bruce let go of me and glared towards the teal eyed member. Instead of cowering in fear like the other members who caught Bruces' glare, he stood his ground.
"Shin, did you find anything?" He quipped looking at me for a brief moment before looking back to shin. His coal eyes still burning. I could hear the ransacking of Vicious' apartment still commencing.
"No sir, nothing but bloody bandages from...Alice's wound." I looked at my shoulder, which was hurting and bleeding through the Tshirt.
"Lets go, that idiot must have gotten the wrong address, Tie up the whore the landlord will find her eventually." His voice was low as he exited the room with the others. Shin picked up the rope and tape and walked towards me. I am not going to let him tie me up, but then I realized I have no choice, the entry is blocked and if I go down the fire escape they might find Vicious. I close my eyes as he ties my wrists rather loosely, but tight enough so I cant escape. He is gentle though, I'm glad he is not like the rest.
"I know who you are Faye, I know you know where Vicious is too, but I wont say anything neither should you." He says softly as he puts the tape over my mouth and then ties my ankles to my wrists. How does he know who I am? Was he friends with Vicious or Spike? I can tell by his eyes that he doesn't belong in the syndicate, he is trapped just like Vicious and Spike were. He wants to escape too.
"Listen I need you to tell Vicious this for me, E 9089, it's a code he should know what it is." He takes out Vicious' shirt and cloak, I'm glad he found them, put them in the closet where my heavy brown coat still hangs, and then pushed me in as well before he closed the closet door.
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Where in the seven hells am I? Am I in a damn dumpster, how did I get here? I stand up only to realize that my whole body is numb from the freezing Callisto air; my hands are purple. The deceiving Callisto sun is low in the sky, late afternoon. Did Faye throw me down the fire escape after she found me? Did she betray me? I jumped out of the foul dumpster and I spotted my katana lying on the ground; the sheath is scratched up. I scowled as I climbed the rickety ladder up to the third story, the ladder is slick and my hands being almost useless I nearly fall off. I cannot believe I am being so clumsy, it's all because of Faye. I have overdosed on sleeping pills, thrown out a window, and nearly fallen off of a fire escape.
I open the window to my apartment and instantly realize someone has been here. I silently step through the open window and into the bedroom, greeted only with cold silence. the bed is tossed up against the doorway as if to keep someone out, bullet holes everywhere. The Syndicate has been here, did that woman Faye throw me into the dumpster when they arrived? It would make sense considering the window wasn't locked.
Where is Faye?
I looked in the kitchen only to see the appliances toppled over on the floor, microwave smashed, cabinets riddled with bullet holes. I looked at the broken oven, it was the only thing unmoved, and it looked like someone tried to turn it on. I opened the door to see a overly enthusiastic Doberman put her front paws on me and bark. I brushed the dog off of me as I turned into the living room, if they tried to cook my dog, what did they do to Faye? Something deep inside my gut began to sink and twist as I realized the living room was ransacked and Faye is not in it. I cannot place this feeling, I am not use to feeling anything unless it is anger. The feeling did not go away as I thought it would, it grew.
Did they kill her?
I charge into the bathroom, the last room finding it empty. I unsheathe my katana and slice through the plastic shower curtain already riddled with bullet holes. How dare they. How dare they come in my home try to kill my dog and kill m— Faye. Anger surges though my blood as that other puzzling feeling in the pit off my stomach sinks even lower, twisting my stomach into little knots. The dog whimpers behind me, I notice her mouth is a little bloody, she must have mauled someone, good job. Wait did I just refer to the dog as a gender? Damn it I'm getting soft, If I wasn't so soft, I would have been fighting here.
Damn it all I should have been here, I should have killed each and every last guy here. Their blood should be shed on the apartment for even thinking of breaking in. Instead, I was unconscious from a fucking sleeping pill and she had to hide me. I should have fought...I should have done something. My grip on the katana tightens as I charge back into the bedroom instinctively. I spot a small bloodstain on the wall, shit. Anger and that unnameable feeling still sinking further in the pit of my stomach. I almost turned and went back out of the room in search of my shirt and cloak when I heard a muffled sound.
Mmmfffh thump thunk
The irritating feeling changed into something I haven't felt in a very long time. A feeling that I thought died along with me years ago, hope. I swing open the closet to reveal a pissed off bound and gagged Faye. The feeling disappeared and the anger disappeared, leaving another puzzling feeling, one that makes me want to smile. Damn these emotions! I pull the tape off her mouth. Our eyes inadvertently met, her emerald eyes were shimmering...I should not notice these things.
"Vicious you're ok....it took you long enough to find me!" She smirks a little smile as much as I wanted my mouth to frown I lost control and one corner of my mouth curled upwards the slightest bit. The dog barked once, I didnt even notice she was behind me. Faye is making me go insane. I move to untie her wrists and look over her body quickly to see if she is hurt besides her reopened shoulder wound.
"Are you injured?" I ask simply as monotone as I could. I probably shouldn't have asked at all. I think I am going soft....but I wont be another Spike.
"No, but some bastard tried to rape me but Sh–Vicious you are freezing!" She exclaimed as my hands touched hers. I feel very uneasy touching her hands, probably because hers are warm and mine are so cold.
"You were the one you threw me outside." I said dryly as her eye brows furrowed. Right when I expected her to explode she stopped and looked at me in the eyes for the second time, her gaze makes something inside of me shift.
"Shin...er um the guy who saved me, told me to tell you this E 9089 he said you'd know what it means." For a moment time stopped. Shin is alive, and he is still stuck with my son of a bitch step brother. I know Shin betrayed me, but nonetheless I respected him some for being very cunning and clever although he is too chivalrous. I untied her ankles and she stood up gratefully and handed me my shirt and cloak. Anger shoots through my bloodstream as I sheath my katana and my eyes narrow into razor slits. Blade is going to pay this time, I am through with waiting I am ending this now, it is the perfect time. I put on my shirt and cloak and walk from the room with out even looking back to her I state quickly.
"Put on your coat I am taking you your home." I ponder why Shin bothered to give me the number of his old communicator, does he want to help me? I thought the son of a bitch hated me.
-Do you call it liberty?-
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Hey how was that chappie, Vicious is becoming more and more emotional as the chapter goes on but don't worry he will hopefully not be OOC ....note the genre...this is not going to be a happy go lucky fic, they are going to have to work for any fluff at all..*^^* I am so evil....
Oh I have a question did Faye ever meet Shin or Lin? I don't think she ever did unless she met Lin when she got kidnaped by Vicious early on. So she just doesnt know who Shin is and Vicious knows Shin was helping Spike at the end of the series and that is why he thinks Shin betrayed him.....well I have to go thanx for all the reviews
Oh I have midterms next week *please help me@.@* so I will not be updating next week for obvious reasons....Gomen.
review and most importantly read always, you never know where you might find a good fic...
~your (tired) ff buddy L.O.H.
