AN; a swear word at end of chapter. problem? dont read.
Dear Linna,
First of all I would like to thank you for looking after Eleni. She may appear shy at first, but persevere and she will open up. Secondly, I feel I should explain to you about these pearls...
these pearls are not, as it seems, just jewels. Three of them have a tiny scroll hidden inside each. I know how like a movie that's sounds but its true. The writer of these scrolls made only one other copy of the information in them, and that he gave to one of his two daughters. The scrolls contain information about a being created by man in man's image but who has a controlling power over all machines. The information was hidden because of how damaging it was to its owner. The girl who gave them to you was the younger of the two daughters. The information must be kept from all governments or something like what happened in Tokyo will happen again.
I must go now, as im out of paper. Take care of Eleni, Linna.
'Holy crap' thought Linna, putting the pearls and the paper back in the box and laying them on the bed.
Eleni ate but didn't want to sleep so Linna took her to Nigel's where the others were still partying. Eleni held her hand as they went upstairs to the large room.
When Linna opened the door there was silence for a second.
"Hey everyone, this is Eleni. She's Michael's daughter. I'll be looking after her for a little while"
There was a chorus of greetings and soon Nene was showing the girl the space game on her hand computer set. Linna explained what was going on to the others quietly, minus the pearls. She had a feeling that talking about the pearls would put a damper on things. So for the rest of the day she enjoyed the company of her friends, keeping the smile plastered on her face.
Scott yawned and checked his watch. Four hours. For whole hours she had been there. It was dark. He was cold. He was hungry and he was tired. He began to nod off into sleep, his mop of black hair falling over his face.
Knock. Knock.
He wriggled in his sleep to escape the noise.
Knock KNOCK!
His eyes flew open and his hand went to his shoulder holster. But a second later he realized what was happening and relaxed. Linna was standing outside his hover car window, one hand on her hip the other holding a plate covered in foil. He lowered the window suspiciously.
She held out the plate, "I thought I'd let you know we'll be here for a little longer. And as you haven't moved a finger in the last three hours I thought you might be hungry."
He took the plate and stared at her in amazement. She grinned brightly, "see ya!!" she went back inside at a jog to get out of the cool night air as quickly as possible.
He followed her with his eyes, too surprised to say anything. Then he tucked in.
It was hard for Linna to adjust the parenting ole. She had always come and gone as she pleased, but now found herself worrying continually about her charge. Eleni didn't sleep well, and the only time when she showed any emotion was when she woke from her nightmares.
Another Linna was unaccustomed too was having to share the pay she got at work (bloody boss!), and with an extra mouth too feed and to keep entertained, Linna was beginning to lose sleep herself.
Scott, of course, watched all this with only mild curiosity. The fact that his boss thought looking after the girl was important annoyed him, but his boss had weight behind his fist and Scott knew that if he complained he'd get a worse job. Actually, he didn't mind having to watch the kid, because her guardian was hot!! And the fact that she often wore a short skirt to work was...well... appealing.
It wasn't until a week after Eleni's arrival that thing began to get out of hand. Linna took the girl out to Sylia's one night, knowing the girl liked to play dress ups with all 'aunt Sylia's' pretty things (of course only the cheap, pretty things!). They arrived at Nigels and Linna dropped of Eleni at Sylia's dressing room, where Nene and Mackey were doing something to the computer and would keep an eye on her, maybe even teach her a thing or two about computers. As she ascended the stairs Linna smiled a little as the new Mackey's voice drifted with her. He had grown at an amazing rate over the last few weeks, and was now no longer looking like the teenager but the man he was. The change seemed to please Nene no end.
When she pushed open the door the quietness of place struck her as unusual. Priss and Leon were usually around, even if Nigel and Sylia weren't. She walked through to the room where Mackey and Nigel had made the secind generation suits, opened the door and stopped in surprise.
Priss was watching over Nigels shoulder as he fiddled with a computer screen, Leon was welding something across the room and Sylia was in the middle of sewing some black and white material together. It didn't take her long to figure out what was happening, standing at the door. Hardsuits were being created. She frowned. So Boomers were still being made? It was illegal.
Sylia dropped a clip that she had been about to sew onto one of the suits. She saw Linna at the door, and stood in surprise.
"Linna! I didn't expect you here until..." she checked her watch, "a quarter of an hour ago? How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough to figure out whets going on. Problem is, I don't know why."
"Rougue Boomers." Said Priss in a mild voice. Linna stuck her tongue out at her.
"No, really? That's amazing." She snapped, "When was I going to be told?"
Sylia fidgeted, drawing her attention, "well, er.... You weren't."
Linna froze, and her eyes narrowed dangerously, "what?"
"You can't fight anyway!" said Nene from behind her, "you have to look after Eleni! What is she going to do if you get hurt? Besides, we scraped your hard suit to make these ones."
"Are you going to get hurt Linna?" asked Eleni quietly from behind Mackey.
"No honey, I'm not. Its ok." Linna led the girl out of the room and then stopped and stuck her head back in, "NOT HAPPY!"
She spent the rest of the day at the gym, leaving Eleni at the day-care under the watchful glare of her bodyguard. Linna hated having someone around all the time like that, especially that one, pompous thing he was.
But she exercised regularly and saw no reason to stop just because she had an extra worry in her life.
She was on the tread mill when her pager beeped.
She stepped of and stared at the screen. It was the emergency code. Bu her friends hadn't used the emergency code since.... She paled and grabbed her towel.
ELSEWHERE
"NENE!!!" screamed Priss, "DUCK!!
"AYAAAAA!!" yelled Nene as she got thrown several feet into the air.
"Sylia! Get the core!" screamed Priss moving towards her fallen comrade.
"Im on it!" replied Sylia tightly, her brand new suit gleaming as she leapt forward to slash at the arm of the bug like boomer that was in the process of mutating. It had originally been some sort of waitress model.
"Die damn you!" she yelled, charging forwards.
"GAAAAAHHH!!"
Sylia stopped, jumped backwards and turned to see Priss sailing through a window, headfirst. There was a crunch and a loud burst of swearing burst into Sylia's helmet.
"Are you alright Priss?" asked Nene anxiously.
"Busted my arm."
"Suit or flesh?" asked Nene.
"Suit. I'd be swearing if I broke my arm." Priss muttered. Sylia rolled her eyes. So did Nene.
"LOOKOUT!!" they had forgotten the boomer. It extended an arm at Sylia with lightning speed.
KA—BLAM!!!
When the smoke cleared the boomer was missing an arm, and the scene was lit up by the glare of headlights. The three sabres turned in surprise as a familiar whirring filled the air.
KA—BLAM!! Once again, the Boomer lost a body part.
The whirring was louder. The motoslave and its rider screeched to a stop beside Sylia. The rider spun the bike to face the boomer, KAK KAK KAK KAK KAKA!
The machine gun cut across the belly of the boomer.
"NOW!! TOGETHER!" yelled Sylia, jumping high.
Priss leapt onto the Boomers Back, punched a hole in between its shoulders and leapt backwards immediately, just in time.
"NENE ATTACK!!"
Nene's glowing darts pierced the black boomer, and it roared. There was the flash of metal from above and the KA BLAM of the motoslaves once more, and Sylia cut the core from the boomer, crushing it in her hand,
There was silence as the three suited sabres landed next to the motoslave.
"We could have done it ourselves you know." Priss griped. The rider laughed and pushed back her visor, "you were too busy laughing at yourselves. I think you're going to have to use the gym more often, especially you Nene."
"STOP PICKING ON ME!!"
"Well, you're the one that eats those hot snacks all the time," said Priss mildly,
"Nor do I sit on my arse all day." She added.
"Nah, you just have sex with your boyfriend!" retorted Nene.
"EEEEEWWW!!!" both Sylia and Linna had to comment and then they doubled over laughing. It was a good thing that Priss was wearing a helmet, or they would have seen the red tinge on her cheeks.
Scott sat in his car, his mouth hanging open in shock. Not only had he just witnessed the fabled night sabres in action, he had seen Linna Yamazaki give them a hand, with an almighty big bike. He watched in stunned silence as the three suited fighters conversed with Linna who was still on the bike, and then doubled over laughing, apparently at the expense of the blue suited one, who stood stiffly and folded her arms.
He was going to have to keep a closer eye on Miss Yamazaki.
An; do you reckon he would mind keeping a closer eye on her? Not bloody likely! Tell me what u think.