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******************************************* Ch 18 A by chance meeting
Faye looked up at the door, "Spike, you can't even stand up. Much less hold a gun and fight! Therefore it would only be me fighting I would be outnumbered four against one!"
"Calm down Faye, I can fight." He stood up slightly and wobbled a little, "See." He stood straight up and grasped the stair rail. "Come on, what are you waiting for?"
"Listen you've proved that you can stand up, but that is only pure will power. But, I wonder how long you would be able to hold your own when fighting." She said looking him over.
"Easy," He smirked, "The same way I always do."
"Very funny," she said annoyed by him now. "You know that you wouldn't last five minuets out there in the condition you're in"
"What condition? Hey, you know as well as I do that I have fought in worse circumstances than this in a body cast." He looked at her raising his eyebrows.
"Well at least then you had medical attention and you weren't bleeding to death!" She screamed, her eyes filled with rage. "Spike, you know you can't fight!"
"Well then, what do you propose we do then? You can't very well take them on on your own."
Faye looked as though she was thinking, "Well I don't know about that . . . Spike, if I wrap your hands could you hold a gun?"
"Maybe . . . wait, you aren't thinking about fighting them on your own are you?"
"No, not on my own." She said as she started to rip strips out of her jacket. Spike sat down on the steps and Faye sat down beside him. She made a very quick job of wrapping his hands, "Alright, here is the plan . . . We will go upstairs and I will go first and fight, you will cover me with the gun."
"You aren't that good of a fighter Faye. Ooooowwwwww!!!" She pulled hard on the bandages.
"Well then I guess you will have to do a lot of covering then, now won't you?" She finished wrapping his hands with one final tug and handed him her gun, "Now please tell me that you can hold this now."
He took a hold of the gun and almost dropped it. His will power alone gave him enough endurance to hold it correctly; he aimed it and then cocked the hammer. He started to pull the trigger when Faye's hand flew up and took the gun from him, "What the heck Faye?" He looked confused.
"Despite what you may think, we don't want to alarm everyone in the building and make everyone come down here, their guns trained on us."
"Oh . . . yeah . . . right." He got the gun back from her and together they walked yup the stairs to their freedom, or their deaths.
As the door creaked eerily open, Faye peered cautiously out of it. There was no one in sight. 'We may just get out of here without a fight after all!' Faye thought hopefully as she looked around. It looked like it was showdown time in those old western movies. The only thing that was missing was the bad guy.
The hallway looked like it hadn't been traveled in like forever. The pictures and walls were dusty and the floor was covered in dirt. "Oh no, which way?" She said as she looked to her left and then her right. The hallway seemed to stretch into nothing but an infinite blackness.
Spike stepped out from behind her, "I have no clue. Wait, I have an idea." He pulled out a coin, "Heads we go left, tails, we go right."
Faye just starred at him for a few seconds, "Ok you aren't telling me that we are putting our future into some stupid coin flip!"
"Yes I am." He tossed the coin into the air. It spun seemingly in slow motion, and landed, after what seemed like an eternity, on the wooden steps loudly. It spun on its side and they followed it as it landed on tails, "Well then I guess we're going left." He started to walk out of the door.
"Spike, have you gone insane? No way are we putting our lives at stake over a stupid coin flip! We might have just done ennie meenie minie mo! No way are we going to do it!"
"Well you really don't have any other choice in the matter now do you?" He gripped her arm the best he could and pulled her out of the door and down the hall.
They had only walked a couple of yards when Spike stopped suddenly, spun around behind, and blocked her protectively. They were face to face with Vesputo and Machine.
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Dun dun dun the plot thickens, mwahahahahahahahaha *cough sputter cough*
Disclaimer: Me no own nottin.
******************************************* Ch 18 A by chance meeting
Faye looked up at the door, "Spike, you can't even stand up. Much less hold a gun and fight! Therefore it would only be me fighting I would be outnumbered four against one!"
"Calm down Faye, I can fight." He stood up slightly and wobbled a little, "See." He stood straight up and grasped the stair rail. "Come on, what are you waiting for?"
"Listen you've proved that you can stand up, but that is only pure will power. But, I wonder how long you would be able to hold your own when fighting." She said looking him over.
"Easy," He smirked, "The same way I always do."
"Very funny," she said annoyed by him now. "You know that you wouldn't last five minuets out there in the condition you're in"
"What condition? Hey, you know as well as I do that I have fought in worse circumstances than this in a body cast." He looked at her raising his eyebrows.
"Well at least then you had medical attention and you weren't bleeding to death!" She screamed, her eyes filled with rage. "Spike, you know you can't fight!"
"Well then, what do you propose we do then? You can't very well take them on on your own."
Faye looked as though she was thinking, "Well I don't know about that . . . Spike, if I wrap your hands could you hold a gun?"
"Maybe . . . wait, you aren't thinking about fighting them on your own are you?"
"No, not on my own." She said as she started to rip strips out of her jacket. Spike sat down on the steps and Faye sat down beside him. She made a very quick job of wrapping his hands, "Alright, here is the plan . . . We will go upstairs and I will go first and fight, you will cover me with the gun."
"You aren't that good of a fighter Faye. Ooooowwwwww!!!" She pulled hard on the bandages.
"Well then I guess you will have to do a lot of covering then, now won't you?" She finished wrapping his hands with one final tug and handed him her gun, "Now please tell me that you can hold this now."
He took a hold of the gun and almost dropped it. His will power alone gave him enough endurance to hold it correctly; he aimed it and then cocked the hammer. He started to pull the trigger when Faye's hand flew up and took the gun from him, "What the heck Faye?" He looked confused.
"Despite what you may think, we don't want to alarm everyone in the building and make everyone come down here, their guns trained on us."
"Oh . . . yeah . . . right." He got the gun back from her and together they walked yup the stairs to their freedom, or their deaths.
As the door creaked eerily open, Faye peered cautiously out of it. There was no one in sight. 'We may just get out of here without a fight after all!' Faye thought hopefully as she looked around. It looked like it was showdown time in those old western movies. The only thing that was missing was the bad guy.
The hallway looked like it hadn't been traveled in like forever. The pictures and walls were dusty and the floor was covered in dirt. "Oh no, which way?" She said as she looked to her left and then her right. The hallway seemed to stretch into nothing but an infinite blackness.
Spike stepped out from behind her, "I have no clue. Wait, I have an idea." He pulled out a coin, "Heads we go left, tails, we go right."
Faye just starred at him for a few seconds, "Ok you aren't telling me that we are putting our future into some stupid coin flip!"
"Yes I am." He tossed the coin into the air. It spun seemingly in slow motion, and landed, after what seemed like an eternity, on the wooden steps loudly. It spun on its side and they followed it as it landed on tails, "Well then I guess we're going left." He started to walk out of the door.
"Spike, have you gone insane? No way are we putting our lives at stake over a stupid coin flip! We might have just done ennie meenie minie mo! No way are we going to do it!"
"Well you really don't have any other choice in the matter now do you?" He gripped her arm the best he could and pulled her out of the door and down the hall.
They had only walked a couple of yards when Spike stopped suddenly, spun around behind, and blocked her protectively. They were face to face with Vesputo and Machine.
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Dun dun dun the plot thickens, mwahahahahahahahaha *cough sputter cough*