Well, I was going to leave this at one chapter, but my reviewers have convinced me to write more.
Also, I do have an account on fictionpress.com under the same pen name, in case you might want to read some of my original works. If you want to read my stories there, go to www.fictionpress.com/~princessyaoi.
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Jackie Chan Adventures. No, I do not own "Anthem Of Our Dying Day" by Story of the Year.
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/The stars will cry
the blackest tears tonight
and this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air/
Valmont fumed. Didn't Chan understand the words 'when it's safe'? He had been safe, hiding from the police, when the phone had gone off.
'Why did you answer so quickly?' The Chinese man had asked.
/To save my ass. / Valmont had responded silently. Fortunately, the phone's ring and the conversation had been undetected, and Valmont was able to escape successfully.
"No thanks to you." He murmured angrily. Valmont had been separated from his minions, and as much as he hated to admit it, he was worried. Other than Jackie, they were the only ones who gave a crap whether Valmont was all right or not.
/And here I am
pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
that's exactly
exactly what I need/
Valmont began to go over in his mind the things that he would like to say to Jackie. He had been serious when he said that he wouldn't pretend anymore. He had been serious when he said he would call. And Jackie, albeit unwillingly, had put his life in more danger than it was already.
"Boss? Hey, you out here?" Finn's voice called. Valmont sighed in relief. At least one of his idiotic companions was all right. "Please tell me you aren't dead."
"No, I'm not dead, you nitwit." Valmont stated boredly, looking down at Finn from atop his roof.
"Oh, there you are!" Finn said, scratching his neck. "Chow and Ratso are looking down the alley for you."
"You don't say..." Valmont smiled. "Call them over. We need to find another hide out." Finn disappeared down the alley again, and Valmont looked out towards the city again.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
How was Jackie doing, anyway? He had hung up so suddenly; Valmont regretted the harshness of his words. Perhaps he had been a little gentler, but Valmont had never been very good at being so. He had tormented Jackie more to save his reputation as a tough guy than to be malicious, and it had seemed to take its toll on his lover.
/For a second I wish the tide
would swallow every inch of this city
as you gasp for air tonight/
Finn, Ratso, and Chow came too soon. Valmont was forced off of the roof and out of his thoughts. They had to find a new hiding place, and Valmont knew just were to go. Just getting to it took some time, and his followers were sure to complain about the walk.
And sure enough...
"You sure we're going the right way, Big V?" Chow wondered aloud.
"Of course I'm sure!" Valmont snapped, counting the alleyways until he got to the third. A set of stairs led down to the basement of an abandoned warehouse. Valmont entered first, followed closely by Ratso, Finn, and finally Chow.
"This it, boss?" Finn asked. Valmont ignored the question, and made his way up the stairs, from the basement to the first floor.
/I'd scream this song right in your face
if you were here/
He didn't hate Jackie. He never could. If Jackie were there right now, he would admit it, lead the man to the top of the building and scream it if he had to.
'Call him.' Valmont's heart urged. His brain immediately nixed the idea. If he called now to apologize, it would be too soon and far too weak of him.
Valmont continued to climb from first to second floor.
/I swear I won't miss a beat
Cause I never
never have before/
Second to third floor now, a definite rhythm to his steps. Valmont's timing with Jackie had always been so perfect. He knew when to tease, when to stop and apologize. He knew when to call and when not to. The only problem was, Jackie had not been himself lately. Something was wrong.
Valmont made it from the third floor finally to the roof.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
The town was, as he had expected, still decorated from the New Year's celebrations. Valmont smirked bitterly. How was it that when everything was going wrong in his own life, everything around him was so cheerful?
Surely by now, Chan hated him.
/of our dying day
of our dying day
of our dying!!! /
'Why on earth did they choose this song to play?' Valmont contemplated silently.
The words of the song suddenly made Valmont think of something. Flying through the door and down the stairs as fast as he could, he made it to the first floor in nothing flat.
/For a second I wish the tide
would swallow every inch of this city
and you gasp for air tonight!! /
Surely Jackie wouldn't be so stupid. Most likely, he was still at home, studying some ancient archeological find he had discovered. Valmont made his way through the town, hoping his fears were wrong.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
He pounded on the door, shouting irritably.
"Come on, Chan! Open up!" Valmont insisted. The door opened suddenly, nearly making him fall onto Uncle.
"What do you want?" Uncle demanded.
"Where's Jackie?" Valmont growled. Uncle looked up at him defiantly.
"We will not tell you anything." Uncle declared firmly. Valmont resisted the urge to strangle the man.
"Do not toy with me, old man. I need to speak with Jackie." Valmont seethed. Fortunately, Toru was not far behind.
"Jackie? Did he not go to the river, Sensei?" Toru asked.
"Toru!" Uncle chided angrily; what else was said, Valmont neither heard nor cared. He had turned just as suddenly, and ran.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
"Jackie!" Valmont shouted the instant he saw the Chinese man. Jackie turned and had barely uttered Valmont's name when Valmont crushed him in his arms. "What are you doing here?" Valmont demanded, holding Jackie at arms-length and looking him over.
"I could ask you the same thing." Jackie smiled, scratching the back of his head. "Is anything wrong, Valmont?"
"You haven't been yourself lately." Valmont admitted peevishly, letting go of Jackie and crossing his arms.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
"We need to call it off." Jackie stated, his eyes holding Valmont's gaze. "I can't take your tormenting anymore."
"Tormenting? Jackie..." Valmont protested, but the look that Jackie gave him let him know that there was no talking his way out of this. "I told you I wasn't going to pretend anymore, and I meant it." Valmont finished, looking away.
"Maybe you did." Valmont could almost hear Jackie's smile in the comment; a fake smile to hide the pain. "But let's call it quits for awhile." Valmont didn't answer. There was no sound for a few minutes, until Jackie's footsteps moved back to the city.
/Our dying day
of our dying!!! /
Also, I do have an account on fictionpress.com under the same pen name, in case you might want to read some of my original works. If you want to read my stories there, go to www.fictionpress.com/~princessyaoi.
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Jackie Chan Adventures. No, I do not own "Anthem Of Our Dying Day" by Story of the Year.
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/The stars will cry
the blackest tears tonight
and this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air/
Valmont fumed. Didn't Chan understand the words 'when it's safe'? He had been safe, hiding from the police, when the phone had gone off.
'Why did you answer so quickly?' The Chinese man had asked.
/To save my ass. / Valmont had responded silently. Fortunately, the phone's ring and the conversation had been undetected, and Valmont was able to escape successfully.
"No thanks to you." He murmured angrily. Valmont had been separated from his minions, and as much as he hated to admit it, he was worried. Other than Jackie, they were the only ones who gave a crap whether Valmont was all right or not.
/And here I am
pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
that's exactly
exactly what I need/
Valmont began to go over in his mind the things that he would like to say to Jackie. He had been serious when he said that he wouldn't pretend anymore. He had been serious when he said he would call. And Jackie, albeit unwillingly, had put his life in more danger than it was already.
"Boss? Hey, you out here?" Finn's voice called. Valmont sighed in relief. At least one of his idiotic companions was all right. "Please tell me you aren't dead."
"No, I'm not dead, you nitwit." Valmont stated boredly, looking down at Finn from atop his roof.
"Oh, there you are!" Finn said, scratching his neck. "Chow and Ratso are looking down the alley for you."
"You don't say..." Valmont smiled. "Call them over. We need to find another hide out." Finn disappeared down the alley again, and Valmont looked out towards the city again.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
How was Jackie doing, anyway? He had hung up so suddenly; Valmont regretted the harshness of his words. Perhaps he had been a little gentler, but Valmont had never been very good at being so. He had tormented Jackie more to save his reputation as a tough guy than to be malicious, and it had seemed to take its toll on his lover.
/For a second I wish the tide
would swallow every inch of this city
as you gasp for air tonight/
Finn, Ratso, and Chow came too soon. Valmont was forced off of the roof and out of his thoughts. They had to find a new hiding place, and Valmont knew just were to go. Just getting to it took some time, and his followers were sure to complain about the walk.
And sure enough...
"You sure we're going the right way, Big V?" Chow wondered aloud.
"Of course I'm sure!" Valmont snapped, counting the alleyways until he got to the third. A set of stairs led down to the basement of an abandoned warehouse. Valmont entered first, followed closely by Ratso, Finn, and finally Chow.
"This it, boss?" Finn asked. Valmont ignored the question, and made his way up the stairs, from the basement to the first floor.
/I'd scream this song right in your face
if you were here/
He didn't hate Jackie. He never could. If Jackie were there right now, he would admit it, lead the man to the top of the building and scream it if he had to.
'Call him.' Valmont's heart urged. His brain immediately nixed the idea. If he called now to apologize, it would be too soon and far too weak of him.
Valmont continued to climb from first to second floor.
/I swear I won't miss a beat
Cause I never
never have before/
Second to third floor now, a definite rhythm to his steps. Valmont's timing with Jackie had always been so perfect. He knew when to tease, when to stop and apologize. He knew when to call and when not to. The only problem was, Jackie had not been himself lately. Something was wrong.
Valmont made it from the third floor finally to the roof.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
The town was, as he had expected, still decorated from the New Year's celebrations. Valmont smirked bitterly. How was it that when everything was going wrong in his own life, everything around him was so cheerful?
Surely by now, Chan hated him.
/of our dying day
of our dying day
of our dying!!! /
'Why on earth did they choose this song to play?' Valmont contemplated silently.
The words of the song suddenly made Valmont think of something. Flying through the door and down the stairs as fast as he could, he made it to the first floor in nothing flat.
/For a second I wish the tide
would swallow every inch of this city
and you gasp for air tonight!! /
Surely Jackie wouldn't be so stupid. Most likely, he was still at home, studying some ancient archeological find he had discovered. Valmont made his way through the town, hoping his fears were wrong.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
He pounded on the door, shouting irritably.
"Come on, Chan! Open up!" Valmont insisted. The door opened suddenly, nearly making him fall onto Uncle.
"What do you want?" Uncle demanded.
"Where's Jackie?" Valmont growled. Uncle looked up at him defiantly.
"We will not tell you anything." Uncle declared firmly. Valmont resisted the urge to strangle the man.
"Do not toy with me, old man. I need to speak with Jackie." Valmont seethed. Fortunately, Toru was not far behind.
"Jackie? Did he not go to the river, Sensei?" Toru asked.
"Toru!" Uncle chided angrily; what else was said, Valmont neither heard nor cared. He had turned just as suddenly, and ran.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
"Jackie!" Valmont shouted the instant he saw the Chinese man. Jackie turned and had barely uttered Valmont's name when Valmont crushed him in his arms. "What are you doing here?" Valmont demanded, holding Jackie at arms-length and looking him over.
"I could ask you the same thing." Jackie smiled, scratching the back of his head. "Is anything wrong, Valmont?"
"You haven't been yourself lately." Valmont admitted peevishly, letting go of Jackie and crossing his arms.
/From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
of our dying day/
"We need to call it off." Jackie stated, his eyes holding Valmont's gaze. "I can't take your tormenting anymore."
"Tormenting? Jackie..." Valmont protested, but the look that Jackie gave him let him know that there was no talking his way out of this. "I told you I wasn't going to pretend anymore, and I meant it." Valmont finished, looking away.
"Maybe you did." Valmont could almost hear Jackie's smile in the comment; a fake smile to hide the pain. "But let's call it quits for awhile." Valmont didn't answer. There was no sound for a few minutes, until Jackie's footsteps moved back to the city.
/Our dying day
of our dying!!! /