REMEMBER ULYSSES
by Lyda Mae (RavenDove) Huff
Chapter Five: Morning In Paris
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Jeanette was being held in place by Hobear's goons. She hated this place. The things they had done to James here made her sick. Hobear entered "So will you tell Jeanette? I have ways to make you talk." She shook her head. "Bring in the tattletale Bacchus." Bacchus drug a young man by the wrists. When Jeanette finely saw his face; (Bertram) she kept quiet. Bacchus strapped him to a table. "I ask again; will you tell me where the ciphers are hidden?" She did not answer; he slapped her. "Thor prepare the fool."
Another goon stepped forward. "With pleasure Ulysses." This goon ripped open Bertram's shirt; then attached electrodes to him. She turned away; unable to watch. (They used that thing on James.)
"Will you sing little bird?" She cried, but did not speak. "Do you think your tears will gain him mercy? Tell me where the ciphers are."
She looked away still. "I'm sorry Bertram; this was never your fight. Even if the struggle was for a world." She whispered knowing Bertram would never hear.
"Henawava make her look upon her own doing." The goon forced her gaze to Bertram. "Is he ready Thor?"
"Yes he is ready; ready to meet Hades." Thor poised himself at a control mechanism.
"Send him on then." Hobear looked at Jeanette's face of horror. Electricity flowed; snapping sizzling. Consuming the life in Bertram; he could not scream. Jeanette forced herself silent.
He was dead. Hobear looked at him annoyed; then back to Jeanette. "You made me kill him. His death is on your head. Will you save others such a fate?" He looked at her menacingly.
She looked at him drawing calm. "I did not make you do anything Hobear. You would have killed him regardless."
"Oh sweet Jeanette is that what you think of me?" He cupped her chin in his hand.
"Not what I think. What I know. You will kill me in the end Hobear." She shook lose from his grip.
"What makes you say such things?" He looked at her; as if puzzled.
"Because you are insane Hobear. Only a very sick man; would do what you do. Insanity leaves no room for true love."
He began to fume. When he could hold it no longer; he back handed her. Like he had done so many times before. "Take her away; let her reconsider her words."
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Ande stood by the hotel desk; making small talk with the clerk. (There came her mark); Bond descended the stairwell. Handsome as ever in trousers, and a blue sweater. She walked over to him. "Fancy meeting you here. After you left the casino last night; I thought I'd never see you again."
He looked down sheepishly. "I'm sorry Ande. As you said I had a-lot on my mind."
She reached out her hand to him. "It's alright. If you haven't eaten yet; you can make it up to me by having breakfast with me. Edmaundo here recommended a nice cafe down the block."
He took her hand. "That would be delightful Ande. I prefer not to dine alone myself. a meal is always better when shared."
They walked along; making friendly chit-chat. "So are you going to tell me what's on your mind James?"
He looked at her; wondering why she was obsessed with his mind. (Psychiatrist.) She did look quite charming in her rap-around tan skirt, white blouse, and tan leather jacket. "It's nothing you should worry about Ande; just business."
"Really James; what kind of business are you in?" She prodded his arm innocently. He winced slightly as she touched his stab-wound.
"Hostel take overs." (I hope she didn't notice the wince.) He prayed in vain.
"What's the matter James? Did you hurt your arm?" She looked concerned; which she was. (The infection must have returned where he was stabbed.) She stopped looking into his eyes.
He looked away; not wanting to say anything. "I strained it playing tennis." He was a lousy liar, and he knew it.
"I'll be more careful of it James." She took up his arm, and they walked the rest of the way to the cafe. They sat and ordered.
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Hobear was giving the last instructions for Persephone. His grand plan; to make everyone in the world his slave. (Dear sweet Jeanette would not be there at his side. He had wished her to be there, but her nature had ended the possibility. She was right; he would have to kill her. The only thing that kept her alive was the fact she knew where the ciphers were. If someone found them his plans were over, but soon enough that would be moot.)
He addressed his gathered minions as if they had already succeeded. "Tomorrow night at midnight, all our labors shall be finished. a new era shall dawn; an era of peace with us, The Pantheon of Legends at the reins."
The crowd grew into a frenzy. They shouted, as if in triumph, beginning as a murmur, and building to a roar. They shouted the name of their leader, their savior, "Ulysses! Ulysses!! Ulysses!!! ULYSSES!!!!" The scene was a sickening orgy of adoration for a Mad Man.
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"Well it has been interesting Ande, but I must be going." He reached for his wallet to pay.
"Put it away James. She put her hand on his. I asked you to breakfast; so I'm paying."
"But I insist Ande."
"Give it a rest. I know chivalry isn't entirely dead, but when money is involved I have my own means." She pulled out her pocketbook, and paid the tab plus a generous tip. Then stood to leave.
He stood to follow her. "You'll at least let me have a chance to even the score?" He put his hand on her shoulder.
She turned smiling. "Depends on what you mean by even."
"Dinner 7:00 tonight meet you in the hotel lobby?" (What am I doing?) This woman was an enchantress.
She thought about it a moment. "Just you try and stop me." She headed for a news stand across the street.
He headed off to Notre Dame; he'd seen some of Ulysses' goons there yesterday. He didn't see Ande follow him.
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Chapter Five: Morning In Paris
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Jeanette was being held in place by Hobear's goons. She hated this place. The things they had done to James here made her sick. Hobear entered "So will you tell Jeanette? I have ways to make you talk." She shook her head. "Bring in the tattletale Bacchus." Bacchus drug a young man by the wrists. When Jeanette finely saw his face; (Bertram) she kept quiet. Bacchus strapped him to a table. "I ask again; will you tell me where the ciphers are hidden?" She did not answer; he slapped her. "Thor prepare the fool."
Another goon stepped forward. "With pleasure Ulysses." This goon ripped open Bertram's shirt; then attached electrodes to him. She turned away; unable to watch. (They used that thing on James.)
"Will you sing little bird?" She cried, but did not speak. "Do you think your tears will gain him mercy? Tell me where the ciphers are."
She looked away still. "I'm sorry Bertram; this was never your fight. Even if the struggle was for a world." She whispered knowing Bertram would never hear.
"Henawava make her look upon her own doing." The goon forced her gaze to Bertram. "Is he ready Thor?"
"Yes he is ready; ready to meet Hades." Thor poised himself at a control mechanism.
"Send him on then." Hobear looked at Jeanette's face of horror. Electricity flowed; snapping sizzling. Consuming the life in Bertram; he could not scream. Jeanette forced herself silent.
He was dead. Hobear looked at him annoyed; then back to Jeanette. "You made me kill him. His death is on your head. Will you save others such a fate?" He looked at her menacingly.
She looked at him drawing calm. "I did not make you do anything Hobear. You would have killed him regardless."
"Oh sweet Jeanette is that what you think of me?" He cupped her chin in his hand.
"Not what I think. What I know. You will kill me in the end Hobear." She shook lose from his grip.
"What makes you say such things?" He looked at her; as if puzzled.
"Because you are insane Hobear. Only a very sick man; would do what you do. Insanity leaves no room for true love."
He began to fume. When he could hold it no longer; he back handed her. Like he had done so many times before. "Take her away; let her reconsider her words."
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Ande stood by the hotel desk; making small talk with the clerk. (There came her mark); Bond descended the stairwell. Handsome as ever in trousers, and a blue sweater. She walked over to him. "Fancy meeting you here. After you left the casino last night; I thought I'd never see you again."
He looked down sheepishly. "I'm sorry Ande. As you said I had a-lot on my mind."
She reached out her hand to him. "It's alright. If you haven't eaten yet; you can make it up to me by having breakfast with me. Edmaundo here recommended a nice cafe down the block."
He took her hand. "That would be delightful Ande. I prefer not to dine alone myself. a meal is always better when shared."
They walked along; making friendly chit-chat. "So are you going to tell me what's on your mind James?"
He looked at her; wondering why she was obsessed with his mind. (Psychiatrist.) She did look quite charming in her rap-around tan skirt, white blouse, and tan leather jacket. "It's nothing you should worry about Ande; just business."
"Really James; what kind of business are you in?" She prodded his arm innocently. He winced slightly as she touched his stab-wound.
"Hostel take overs." (I hope she didn't notice the wince.) He prayed in vain.
"What's the matter James? Did you hurt your arm?" She looked concerned; which she was. (The infection must have returned where he was stabbed.) She stopped looking into his eyes.
He looked away; not wanting to say anything. "I strained it playing tennis." He was a lousy liar, and he knew it.
"I'll be more careful of it James." She took up his arm, and they walked the rest of the way to the cafe. They sat and ordered.
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Hobear was giving the last instructions for Persephone. His grand plan; to make everyone in the world his slave. (Dear sweet Jeanette would not be there at his side. He had wished her to be there, but her nature had ended the possibility. She was right; he would have to kill her. The only thing that kept her alive was the fact she knew where the ciphers were. If someone found them his plans were over, but soon enough that would be moot.)
He addressed his gathered minions as if they had already succeeded. "Tomorrow night at midnight, all our labors shall be finished. a new era shall dawn; an era of peace with us, The Pantheon of Legends at the reins."
The crowd grew into a frenzy. They shouted, as if in triumph, beginning as a murmur, and building to a roar. They shouted the name of their leader, their savior, "Ulysses! Ulysses!! Ulysses!!! ULYSSES!!!!" The scene was a sickening orgy of adoration for a Mad Man.
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"Well it has been interesting Ande, but I must be going." He reached for his wallet to pay.
"Put it away James. She put her hand on his. I asked you to breakfast; so I'm paying."
"But I insist Ande."
"Give it a rest. I know chivalry isn't entirely dead, but when money is involved I have my own means." She pulled out her pocketbook, and paid the tab plus a generous tip. Then stood to leave.
He stood to follow her. "You'll at least let me have a chance to even the score?" He put his hand on her shoulder.
She turned smiling. "Depends on what you mean by even."
"Dinner 7:00 tonight meet you in the hotel lobby?" (What am I doing?) This woman was an enchantress.
She thought about it a moment. "Just you try and stop me." She headed for a news stand across the street.
He headed off to Notre Dame; he'd seen some of Ulysses' goons there yesterday. He didn't see Ande follow him.
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