Sonya woke up abruptly, and looked around wildly. She found herself in a
vaguely familiar, brightly lit room, with no windows, and a heavy door
across the other side of the room. She got up off the bed and slipped her
feet into some slippers that were next to the bed. She reached the door and
ran her hands along it, trying to find a weak spot that she might be able
to use magic on."
"Don't worry, it wont work, there's and anti-magic barrier to this room," said an all-too familiar voice behind him.
"Mom!" exclaimed Sonya, turning and running into her mother's arms.
"Hi, honey," replied the aging woman. "How are you feeling?"
"Alright," she replied. Rinoa cocked her head, letting her hair, still raven black, but with gray streaks running through it, fall across her shoulder.
"No, you're not. Tell me what's wrong," Sonya smiled.
"I thought there was an anti-magic barrier," she said.
"There is," replied her mother. "But I'm you're mother, and I'm very intuitive. Now tell me what's wrong." Sonya opened her mouth to reply, but she had barely uttered a sound when the heavy door clanged, then opened, accompanied by a nearly unbearable creaking sound.
"Nice to see you two," said Siefer Almasy as he stepped through the opening. The mere sight of him filed a rage the likes of which she had never felt before.
"You bastard!" yelled Sonya, as she ran at Siefer. She spun around with to kick him, but he blocked it without even moving. She then tried to punch him in the face, but he blocked that too. Sonya tried to deliver as many blows as she could, but al of them were either blocked or dodged. Suddenly, as though tired of his game, Siefer grabbed her arm and twisted it around her neck, so she couldn't move.
"I could kill you now, but I need you to much. Now sit down," he growled, throwing Sonya back onto the bed.
"Why are you here, Siefer," asked Rinoa as she moved gracefully over to her daughter to see how she was.
"I wanted to know if your room was to your liking," he said.
"Actually, I was thinking it could use a few more windows," replied Sonya.
"Too bad. I know you two would escape. Can't let you do that." Suddenly, he turned and walked out of the room.
"You can put it away, Thompson, I'm not dangerous." Jace glared at him, his eyes glinting dangerously.
"Yeah, killing people tends to prove that," he replied.
"That was business."
"So that fact that he put you into a mental home didn't mean anything to you."
"Well," said Hernandez, smiling, "That was an added perk." Squall laid his hand on Jace's sword, and gently pushed it down. Jace let him, and let it rest on the ground, but didn't put it away.
"So you're our contact?" asked Squall.
"Yup. I was working for Siefer Almasy. It was him who ordered me to kill Jackson. After that, he started doing a lot of shit, so when he sent me here to pick something up, I contacted you."
"Why?" asked Jace.
"He was doing things that I didn't like. I can kill, I've done it before, but kidnapping was never in the job description."
"So what do you have for us?" asked Zell.
"Well, I..." Hernandez's voice trailed off.
"What's wrong?" asked Jace. In a blur of motion, Hernandez grabbed his guns out and aimed them right at Jace's head, without even giving him a chance to move.
"Duck," he said. Jace dropped to the ground as Hernandez opened fire, pulling the triggers on the guns so fast that it seemed like they were M- 16's. Jace turned around and saw about twenty men across the other side of the square, moving all over the place, dodging Hernandez's bullets. Suddenly, they all started firing back. Jace jumped up, making sure he was in the firing line of Hernandez, and brought hi sword up. He swung his sword to lock the first bullet, but missed and it caught him in the forearm. The flames erupted once again from Jace's eyes, fueled by the latent anger surrounding the Sonya part of his mind. He Squall and Zell grab a gun ach from Hernandez's waistband, and start firing, so Jace decided to take up defense. He started moving around in front of each man, dodging their bullets back, and started swinging his sword all over the place, knocking the bullets from the other men back at them. With Squall, Zell, and Hernandez each picking at the men from behind the shield of Jace's sword, their assailants were quickly dispatched. When the last man had fallen, Hernandez put his guns away, and walked over to one of the men and started going through his pockets.
"What are you doing?" asked Squall, walking up behind Hernandez, his gunblade still in his hand.
"Trying to figure out who sent these idiots," replied the other man. He found and opened a wallet from the mans jacket pocket. "I just figured it out."
"Well who?" asked Squall.
"Victor Sentaro's organization," said Jace, coming up behind them.
"How did you know that?" asked Zell.
"The man who took over Sentaro's operation didn't change his roster of thugs, and this guy has been there since I took Sentaro in."
"That's just speculation, though," said Squall.
"I agree with Thompson," said Hernandez.
"I don't care. Let's just get back to the Ragnorak," replied Squall.
"Wait, he's not going on that ship," said Jace. "I don't trust him."
"He just saved our lives," replied Zell.
"And he our only source of information at the moment," said Squall. Jace turned around and walked over to Hernandez.
"You make one wrong step and I'll introduce your throat to my sword, got it?" said Jace. Hernandez nodded, gulping visibly.
"Okay. Let's move," said Squall, turning and walking out the entrance of the town.
"Don't worry, it wont work, there's and anti-magic barrier to this room," said an all-too familiar voice behind him.
"Mom!" exclaimed Sonya, turning and running into her mother's arms.
"Hi, honey," replied the aging woman. "How are you feeling?"
"Alright," she replied. Rinoa cocked her head, letting her hair, still raven black, but with gray streaks running through it, fall across her shoulder.
"No, you're not. Tell me what's wrong," Sonya smiled.
"I thought there was an anti-magic barrier," she said.
"There is," replied her mother. "But I'm you're mother, and I'm very intuitive. Now tell me what's wrong." Sonya opened her mouth to reply, but she had barely uttered a sound when the heavy door clanged, then opened, accompanied by a nearly unbearable creaking sound.
"Nice to see you two," said Siefer Almasy as he stepped through the opening. The mere sight of him filed a rage the likes of which she had never felt before.
"You bastard!" yelled Sonya, as she ran at Siefer. She spun around with to kick him, but he blocked it without even moving. She then tried to punch him in the face, but he blocked that too. Sonya tried to deliver as many blows as she could, but al of them were either blocked or dodged. Suddenly, as though tired of his game, Siefer grabbed her arm and twisted it around her neck, so she couldn't move.
"I could kill you now, but I need you to much. Now sit down," he growled, throwing Sonya back onto the bed.
"Why are you here, Siefer," asked Rinoa as she moved gracefully over to her daughter to see how she was.
"I wanted to know if your room was to your liking," he said.
"Actually, I was thinking it could use a few more windows," replied Sonya.
"Too bad. I know you two would escape. Can't let you do that." Suddenly, he turned and walked out of the room.
"You can put it away, Thompson, I'm not dangerous." Jace glared at him, his eyes glinting dangerously.
"Yeah, killing people tends to prove that," he replied.
"That was business."
"So that fact that he put you into a mental home didn't mean anything to you."
"Well," said Hernandez, smiling, "That was an added perk." Squall laid his hand on Jace's sword, and gently pushed it down. Jace let him, and let it rest on the ground, but didn't put it away.
"So you're our contact?" asked Squall.
"Yup. I was working for Siefer Almasy. It was him who ordered me to kill Jackson. After that, he started doing a lot of shit, so when he sent me here to pick something up, I contacted you."
"Why?" asked Jace.
"He was doing things that I didn't like. I can kill, I've done it before, but kidnapping was never in the job description."
"So what do you have for us?" asked Zell.
"Well, I..." Hernandez's voice trailed off.
"What's wrong?" asked Jace. In a blur of motion, Hernandez grabbed his guns out and aimed them right at Jace's head, without even giving him a chance to move.
"Duck," he said. Jace dropped to the ground as Hernandez opened fire, pulling the triggers on the guns so fast that it seemed like they were M- 16's. Jace turned around and saw about twenty men across the other side of the square, moving all over the place, dodging Hernandez's bullets. Suddenly, they all started firing back. Jace jumped up, making sure he was in the firing line of Hernandez, and brought hi sword up. He swung his sword to lock the first bullet, but missed and it caught him in the forearm. The flames erupted once again from Jace's eyes, fueled by the latent anger surrounding the Sonya part of his mind. He Squall and Zell grab a gun ach from Hernandez's waistband, and start firing, so Jace decided to take up defense. He started moving around in front of each man, dodging their bullets back, and started swinging his sword all over the place, knocking the bullets from the other men back at them. With Squall, Zell, and Hernandez each picking at the men from behind the shield of Jace's sword, their assailants were quickly dispatched. When the last man had fallen, Hernandez put his guns away, and walked over to one of the men and started going through his pockets.
"What are you doing?" asked Squall, walking up behind Hernandez, his gunblade still in his hand.
"Trying to figure out who sent these idiots," replied the other man. He found and opened a wallet from the mans jacket pocket. "I just figured it out."
"Well who?" asked Squall.
"Victor Sentaro's organization," said Jace, coming up behind them.
"How did you know that?" asked Zell.
"The man who took over Sentaro's operation didn't change his roster of thugs, and this guy has been there since I took Sentaro in."
"That's just speculation, though," said Squall.
"I agree with Thompson," said Hernandez.
"I don't care. Let's just get back to the Ragnorak," replied Squall.
"Wait, he's not going on that ship," said Jace. "I don't trust him."
"He just saved our lives," replied Zell.
"And he our only source of information at the moment," said Squall. Jace turned around and walked over to Hernandez.
"You make one wrong step and I'll introduce your throat to my sword, got it?" said Jace. Hernandez nodded, gulping visibly.
"Okay. Let's move," said Squall, turning and walking out the entrance of the town.