Chapter 2
Hendrix came out of his room and entered into the cockpit where he saw Arsenal driving. Their next destination was to protect some emperor until after the peace treaty of Japingyt was signed. Its Traditions were from Ancient China, Japan, and Egypt. Komodo and Turret but her real name was Kimono were over there when they were activated along with their oldest sister, Kimiko or Kimi, experiment 616. A ninja experiment design for ninja combat, healing, and stealth, maybe to sneak into nearly anything without being notice. Turret was design for ninja combat and weapon expert.
Hendrix came out of his room. His nose was still bleeding, but it was hurting a lot. He entered into the cockpit where he saw Arsenal was driving; he sat in the seat next to Arsenal. Arsenal looked at Hendrix, his eyes suddenly widened and he covered up his mouth trying hard not to laugh.
"Don't even dare." Hendrix threatened, "For now on, you wake Komodo up."
Arsenal laughed harder until they heard the door opened from the hallway. Hendrix felt a hand on his collar and saw Komodo grab him off his feet and into the air.
"Where's the hell is my fan?" Komodo yelled in a demonic voice.
"I don't know."
"Don't lie to me, you son of a-"
Arsenal broke in "It's right over there, under your seat." Komodo looked over at her seat, under it was a Komodo dragon fan, one of those Japanese fan. She drops Hendrix by letting go of his collar, letting him fall on the floor. She wore an orange tube top with strips on her shoulders; she wore booty shorts, and a chain around her waist.
"Bitch." Hendrix said as Komodo grabbed her Fan but before she left, she turned around, and stuck her tongue at him. Her tongue slithered and hissed like a snake.
"Lady Dragon."
Komodo stuck her middle finger out, licked it, and shot it at Hendrix. Hendrix's mouth dropped and Arsenal burst in laughter as Komodo exited out of the cockpit. Arsenal took out some paper and a marker. On the paper, it had both Komodo's and Hendrix's names, and under them, there were tallies.
"Hendrix 12, Komodo 50."
"What the- Rotten little bitch."
Arsenal stopped laughing and gave Hendrix a funny look, "Ya know, I think you like her."
"What? Are you crazy?"
"Please, I see the way you look at her. While, she's cooking, while she's fighting, even while she's making poison darts. Plus, she's the only female that could snap back at every comment you make."
"You crazy, me liking that bitch even though..nope..hell no."
"Damn Hendrix, you must really like her, cause normally you flirt with nearly any female, and admitted it. You haven't admit how you feel bout her yet."
"I don't like her, I can't even stand her. Why the hell is she on this ship anyway?"
"Cause, she's Turret's sister, she's an experiment with several charges against her any way with the federation, and besides she's- hey, don't change the subject, because I'm right bout your crush on Komodo."
"I don't like her! God Damn it, Arsenal. Say I like her one more time, I'll knock the shit outta you!" Hendrix stormed out of the cockpit, steaming with anger.
"He has it bad." Arsenal laughed still driving.
Turret was helping Komodo make more poison darts. Komodo put the dart through one of those old bamboo shooters. She blow through one hole, and the dart went through the other way, and was shoot at a picture of Hendrix. Only experiments could survive this type of poison.
"Komodo, do you like Hendrix?"
"Maybe, he's interesting."
"What? You know he's a pervert sometimes."
"And yet he hasn't touched me, plus he's kinda cute when he's mad."
"That's what I said about Arsenal but then I was just hiding it. We wanted each other's attention, until finally, we admitted it and now-"
"And now you're living happily ever after on a ship with your boyfriend and his best friend, risking life and death even though we're experiments and all experiments have auto healing; Gee, Kimono, what a great life." Komodo said sarcastically.
"Why do you have to be so sarcastic when I'm being serious? Angel doesn't have ta deal with this with her sisters."
"Cause Angel's sisters have found someway to deal with each other and they got their attitude from their parents mentally and physically from the day they were born. We were created like genetics in a tank, with different thoughts about life. Does that answer your question?" Komodo said, shooting another dart at Hendrix's pictures.