Rango, a town where merchants sold their own items in a stands outside in the heat, yelling loudly to passerby's of what they had to offer in order to make a sale. The place was a filled with several people, dressed in many garbs of cloths, the women wearing articles of clothing to conceal their own faces, their eyes being the only thing many onlookers could see. Even in a world where outlaws run free do they live as if it was still a normal day, none caring whatsoever if their life may end in just one instant.
"Lets see... if I am right, I just tap here, and here, and here," The man noted, as he tapped a few area's on Draco, who grumbled in pain.
"YEOUCH, that hurts!!" Draco muttered as his active arm jolted to where the man touched, as the man calmly removed Draco's hand from the area.
"Well it's not that easy Draco... whoever did this really studied the moves closely, I never seen anyone do something like this in a long time." The man commented, as he examined Draco more closely.
Lecha watched on, leaning against the wall. Even if some of what Ray, the one Bernard recommended to check on Draco's paralyzed areas, was painful by sight, he was the only one who could revive the frozen areas on Draco's body. Gaby though wasn't really interested in seeing this, considering she never did like surgery one bit, the idea of operation by mere fingers was making her sick to her stomach just thinking about it. Lucky for her she had her handy rechargeable gameplayer with her, in such times as this. For a kid like her, boredom just made the day go slower then ever and all she did was whine whenever it was so slow. Though with the little handheld gameplayer, she had all she ever needed.
"Ray, you sure you know what your doing?" Lecha asked, really scared that the guy wasn't too sure of what he was doing.
"It's not that easy Lecha... Ichiro did teach me to reverse it, and I have remembered each and every step by practice and memory. Though it is not that easy, whoever did this to Draco did it differently then Ichiro's Shin Du Kin taught it, but I will find a way to unlock it. Ichiro showed me all he knew, and I won't allow myself to be beaten by this." Ray noted, as he once more tapped at certain areas that Draco only yelped in pain when they were hit.
"Ichiro? You mean that samurai showed you this?" Lecha asked, really surprised at all.
"Actually... I saw him do it to one of the patients with a sprained leg."
"Please... calm down sir, we cannot do this to well unless you hold still." One of the doctors ordered as the man struggled to break free.
"IT HURTS DAMN IT, IT FUCKING HURTS!!" The patient screamed, tears flowing down from his eyes.
"Gary, we can't with you shaking like this." The nurse said calmly.
"I can't help it, it fucking hurts." He said, already squirming from the pain.
The doctor advanced in closer, as he looked over the sprained area, as he moved in to touch, only to find the patient thrust his foot forth, kicking him in the face before once more whining.
"Great, leave it to a big guy like Gary to sprain his leg, and knock out everyone of our doctors in the process." The nurse said shaking her heads.
"Whadda we gonna do?" Ray asked uneasy with what was happening so far.
"Allow me." Came a voice, as the grassrunner walked in, looking to the wounded man, as he walked, glancing down at the leg, before his hands moved forth, touching a few area's in the blink of an eye.
Slowly the armadillo calmed down, looking down, as he moved his leg slowly, smiling in joy as he laughed at the miracle before looking over to the grassrunner with a smile.
"Wh-what did you do?" Gary asked, with an anxious look on his face.
"I pressed a few power points to reduce the pain, it isn't fully healed. One nights rest is all that is needed for the leg to be cured." Ichiro mentioned, as he walked out of the room, the Nurse and Ray standing their with their jaws opened in surprise.
"I asked, and after begging and pleading, he finally decided to show me. It was a bit difficult, since it requires a strict amount of pressure, if the force is too soft, it may not do anything, but if the force is too much, it could make things worse. I may only have a few years worth of experience in the field, but those few years did give me the skills to treat such problems with only a few pokes." Ray said, as he pressed upon a few areas, Draco finally moving his arms with a loud sigh of relief.
"Finally, I can move again." He mentioned as he stretched his arms out, doing a few good stretches to get himself into shape.
"He must've gotten tender not being able to move those areas." Lecha mentioned with a laugh.
"Ichiro did consider teaching, only on the fact that he feared his adversary had trained such techniques to another. Guess he was right when he about it." Ray mentioned, as he glanced to Draco, who only snorted walking off.
"Yeah yeah, just shut the hell up already... you really yack to much." Draco remarked, walking out of the room.
"He's grateful for your help Ray, he just doesn't want to admit it in front of Gaby." Lecha mentioned, pointing to her.
"Yeah right, I already know Draco is a softie, he puts up with me is enough to make it so." Gaby remarked, as she remained seated, still playing her game.
"Quiet tramp!" Lecha spat, as she glanced to Ray, "here, take it for your troubles." Lecha said calmly, giving Ray at least five-hundred zenny.
"No need, you guys are like family, any member of Neo Rogue is a brother or sister to me. Consider this a free service." Ray mentioned with a pleasant smile.
"Please, don't make me vomit, your such a damn moron. 'You guys are like family', sheesh, your such a loser." Gaby remarked as she stood walking out.
"She's not with Neo Rogue, but she is just a kid." Lecha remarked, shaking her head.
"I wonder just how you are still sane living with them two." Ray commented with a snicker.
"Draco may be an ass at times, but he still trusts me with his life. Few times he throws a fit, but he never once has slapped or ever abused me. I guess the only thing holding him back is me saving his life. Gaby though is the real pain, but," Lecha said taking a deep breath.
"She's only a kid, right?" Ray finished, with a smile.
"Yeah, so... NYAH!" Gaby spat, pulling her eyelid down and sticking out her tongue.
"Well, keep up the work soldier; if any of us end up like Draco, then we'll meet again." Lecha said with a playful laugh.
"I hope not, that wasn't very easy since Draco is a pain to even work with. He got on my last nerves with all that whining he did." Ray mentioned, shaking his head.
"I know, but you never know." Lecha replied, as she started to walk off, Ray walking back into his home.
Lecha took a sigh of relief, already one annoying burden was off her back, but now another Regent was sure enough going to be making his entrance.
"Done with the chit chat?" Draco asked goaded.
"Maybe if you tried to be more outgoing you would be able to make a few more friends." Lecha mentioned, giving him the lecturing index finger.
"Like that's gonna happen, as soon as they hear my name, they run. Only those of Neo Rogue apparently trust me, but they don't seem to have guts to even make conversation." Draco remarked still walking onward.
Lecha took a sigh, they had been through this before, but she always went down to dropping it when she knew it was no use in arguing over.
"Wow, sure is active in business here. Let's go, let's go, I wanna get some new items." Gaby remarked taking only one step before her ears were grabbed.
"Oh no you don't, especially not here." Lecha sternly growled, grasping the ears tightly.
"OW, HEY, GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY EARS." Gaby shouted, struggling to escape.
Lecha didn't reply, as she pulled Gaby over to one of the signs, shoving Gaby in front, as Gaby silently read it, before she took a deep fearful gulp.
"That's the price for thievery Gaby; they cut your hand right off, no debates, or excuses. Seeing you were already caught twice, third time is game over for you." Lecha said releasing Gaby's ears.
"Well, guess I better be more cautious then," Gaby said running off, "See ya later sucker!!" She remarked vanishing into the huge crowd, as Lecha sighed.
"Damn kid, she's really gonna make things harder for us y'know?" Lecha said, not getting a reply from Draco.
Glancing to him, she found his eyes scanning the area, darting all over the area, searching for something.
"Draco!!" Lecha yelled, as Draco snapped back into reality once more.
"Dammit Lecha, what dija do that for?" Draco scowled, really caught off guard by that move.
"If you do have some sense in that head of yours, you should go out there and stop Gaby from stealing. This time she's gonna lose a hand if she is caught!" Lecha replied worriedly.
"Don't get your panties in a knot, Gaby has been caught numerous times in the past, but trust me, in a crowd like this, she's bound to get away with anything... I hope." Draco remarked brightly.
Lecha sighed, she hesitated to not attack Draco, seeing as how he didn't go well to being abused, but Lecha did have another way of getting him to go.
"No more free Beef Jerky." She remarked, hoping to pull his string.
"Lecha, stop worrying. Our real problem is that regent who appears to have cloned himself. If anything, he's here and were the main targets." Draco said, still glancing over the crowded area.
"If he is, wouldn't he have made his move?" Lecha asked, tilting her head.
Draco shook his head looking around.
"The regent's have more brains then an outlaw. He is waiting for the right moment to strike, just like a rattlesnake." Draco said, taking a deep breath.
"Yeah, but why would one regent kill his own men, or comrades for that matter? I know Bernard mentioned the one Gargoyle being android, but literally, is he determined to kill us just for the sake of avenging a mere droid?" Lecha asked, really finding it a joke.
"Who cares what's the reason, just be on guard, when the time is right, we counter attack." Draco said with a sly smile.
"Your overconfidence may lead to your downfall." Lecha reminded, with her arms crossed.
"Words are worthless... action speaks louder." Draco said, drawing his guns, with a wolfish smile.
Lecha shook her head, she always noticed men seemed more rowdy to fight then females, probably the same reason men were more sexually active, the testosterone the men had always seemed to make them jump into a fight in just a moments notice. Still, that was one thing she admired about Draco, his will to take on a challenge, rather then back down and retreat. She took a few steps closer, laying her head against his shoulders, as she smiled.
"Might as well check into an inn, since Gaby's off stealing and the Regents aren't around, why not spend the time together." She smoothly remarked with the ever so zealous eyes.
Draco snorted, but a keen smile spread upon his lips, as he pulled her closer.
"Sounds good to me." He said in a joyful voice, as the two walked into the mob of people, searching for the inn.
(Note: considering the conversation between Hudson and Thomas took place three days before the events in the last chapter, this as well is on the very same day. Draco though, only one day has passed from the last chapter)
As the sniper gun was carefully dismantled, each piece was placed in a suitcase, with a few opening areas created for every piece of the gun, from the silencer right down to the handle, a great way to make such a weapon concealed from the public eye. For Thomas though, it was the only way to make his own finely crafted weapon both hidden and clean. The shining silver coating of paint really made it shine with a nicely done paint job, it perhaps was just as great looking as a new car that most rich people could afford.
"So you really are going to take a shot on Elliot, huh?" Came a contemptuous voice.
"As second-in-command of the Gunsmith Regents, I have the right. Hudson may not be willing to confront the threat, but I am. I don't care if he disapproves of it or not, go tell like the ass-kisser you are!" Thomas remarked, placing the handle of his disassembled weapon into the last slot, as she shut the suitcase with a snapping lock, before walking out of the building.
"My-my, aren't we a sourpuss, what this time, the heat too much for you?" Fox taunted, as Thomas made no remark, and walked off.
"Fool, it's a wonder why Hudson allowed him to live that really makes me wonder if Hudson is still the friend I knew long ago." Thomas thought, really unable to think clearly as he strolled out of the area.
With the masses of people crowding the area, thieves were merely anywhere, though getting some of the goodies was tough, since the merchants had them stocked behind the counter. Even so, Gaby had enough tricks up her sleeve to get the job done indeed. Keeping a sharp eye on the place, she skipped innocently around, giving a innocent look to onlookers around, her eyes glancing up at each shop, a grin pursed upon her lips.
"Products products everywhere. Can't wait to snatch'em from their resting place." She thought to herself with a musical tone to make it catchy.
Slowly she walked over to where the grown fruit was, seeing the merchant busy with a few, she walked closer, looking around the shop, to see if any damn pets or camera's were around to catch her red handed making off with a fruit or two. Carefully did her hand reach out, and in a blink of an eye snatch a tasty green apple, stuffing it into her jacket pocket, as she looked around, no eyes seemed to be pinned on her, the idea that someone caught her easily made her shake with paranoia. She took only one step before a loud shout sent a chill through her body.
"STOP RIGHT THERE KID!!" A booming yell called out.
Gaby jumped at the shrill tone, fearing she was the suspect being yelled at. Yet, it appeared it was someone else, as nobody apparently was glancing at her. Turning to look around, she gasped finding out who the real thief was. Running and shoving his way through the crowd was a young houndspup, a black a white furred one, covered in a few black spots that covered a great deal of areas. His cloths though appeared to be rags, the type of garments only the deprived citizens wore.
He was quick, but the guards apparently were surrounding, as a few blocked his current path, cutting him off from the escape route he was running towards.
"Give it up Pat, your surrounded." One of the guards mentioned, holding his sharp cutlass in a ready to strike position.
Gaby though glanced around, a smile cracked on her face, as she noticed a huge rug swaying in the breeze above the men, a gleeful smile purse on her lips, as she knew they wouldn't expect it to fall.
"Always going after the kids, just cause you can't get a thief your own size, you cowards come after me." The boy shouted bitterly.
"Save it kid, your no innocent boy, you're damn thief that has robbed from merchants several times a week, and this time you will get the punishment you deserve." The Guards remarked, slowly advancing in on him.
Gaby easily made her way over to where the clothing lines were, as she used a few cargo boxes nearby to climb up to arms reach of them, and taking one jump did she grasp tightly onto them, swaying back and forth, as the rug slowly slid off the line, and fell down onto the guards below, a pre- emptive strike, as the guards were blinded by the heavy rug that fell on them from above.
Pat glanced up to where Gaby was hanging from, Gaby only smiling giving the victory sign with one hand, hanging with the other, as toothy smile spread on her face. Pat only ignored it, running off as the on alert guards chased after him.
"Hmm, looks like I could find some allies in this town... might as well follow him." She thought, letting go of the line and landing on her feet.
"Damn Haren, you'll pay for helping that runt." One of the guards yelled, as Gaby began to run in the same direction Pat apparently was heading.
The masses of people didn't seem to try to stop the thieves; usually any good citizen or consumer would try, if they would get something in return. That was probably the reason, considering none tried to restrain Pat, and more presently, Gaby, to give to the guards. It wasn't that long before Gaby finally found him, the two now side by side, running from the enforcement of the law.
"I don't need help from you Haren!?" The boy rudely shouted, shoving her aside.
Gaby once more got back onto her feet, and continued running after the houndspup.
"I want to actually team up with ya; we could rob this place blind and live like rich folks." Gaby replied with a feverous smile.
"Sorry, but I steal for others, NOT for riches. For all I care, someone like you deserves to be captured by them." Pat barked back, as he shoved her hard to the ground fleeing off as he turned into an alleyway.
Gaby only got up once more, and ran with all her heart, into the alleyway, she wasn't going to be captured today, not now, not ever. The guards slowly were gaining up on them, soon enough the two would be captured.
"Kid, I don't steal for myself, I steal for two who took me under their wing. Sides, you look like the type who need to steal for cash." Gaby pointed out, looking at his cloths.
"Yeah right, what makes you think I am going believe you? Look, I have enough problems as it is, and I don't need someone to make things more difficult then they are!" He yelled, as he turned into an alleyway.
"Fat chance, specially when his name is known throughout the area." Gaby mentioned, still following as a few men continued the pursuit on her.
"Hmm, you wouldn't happen to be the same kid that is with Draco 'Hundred Kills' Carter, would you?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
"Ding-ding, we have a winner. Guess the words out that I am his apprentice huh?" She asked with a prideful glance.
"No, I just heard some haren about your size and female was with him, but guess I can trust you for now." He replied as he squealed finding guards cutting the two off from their direct pathway.
"Great, cornered. Thanks a lot kid, your really jinxed my chances of escape y'know." He replied, a spiteful glare now flaring in his eyes.
"Like I am going to let them take my hand, not today." Gaby remarked, as she cracked her fist, doing a few kicks and punches.
The guards though, seeing the girl wanted a fight, pulled out another cutlass sword, this time one moving in both doing a few fancy sword tricks that would make an unarmed target piss in their pants. Gaby only snorted, as she pulled out her gun, opening fire on the man, a direct hit to the heart. She turned to the opposite side, and fired away once more, both of the bigshots being taken down in one shot.
"Just how out of date is this place, doesn't anyone here use a gun?" Gaby remarked, as she shot off the guards that were blocking their escape route, each one killed by a bullet to the heart.
"Grr, you stupid long eared bitch, do you know what they'll do now?" Pat enragingly yelled.
"Hello, we took care of the damn guards, now can you get me to your safe haven already?" Gaby mentioned, already calm as it was.
"They are only pushovers, they'll send in the calvary, and trust me when I say this... were done for." The pup remarked, shivering in fear.
"What are you, a coward? I swear to Laden, your such a damn coward." Gaby remarked shaking her head.
"You wish, whenever anyone kills off a guard, they send in the stronger enforces, and they are armed with firearms. Few ever have survived them, and anyone who gets out of this town is still in danger, they will hunt you to the ends of the earth to kill you." Pat remarked shaking his head.
"Patrick, I've taken on regents and hordes of beasts. These damn elites don't even scare me one damn bit." Gaby said with annoyed glanced.
"Damn it, it's Pat, not Patrick. I don't care what you faced, even if it is a few dragon slayers, these guys are still dangerous!" Pat replied aggravated.
"There they are!"
"Fuck, there here!" Pat remarked as he ran off, Gaby following, as three cloaked men pursued them.
Each was dressed in a ninja garb, their faces concealed by the regular mask that all seemed to wear, the eyes peering death-eyed to the two kids.
"These are the elites that they send in as reinforcements, must I burst my gut laughing?" Gaby said, resisting the urge, only to be suddenly pulled back as several shuriken daggers hit where she once stood.
"They are trained assassins, working as a team. Even if you kill one, the others will get you. Trust me on this; you won't walk out alive if you even try to encounter them." Pat remarked, pulling her along with him as they ran.
"And just how the hell would you know, you lost someone to them." She remarked, before getting backhanded across the face by Pats free hand.
Gaby only glanced in shock, but figured she did just say the wrong words. She could indeed relate, her mother abandoned her, leaving no note, no message, nothing. Just left before Gaby was even awake on that horrible day had her mother already fled town.
"Sorry, I-"
"Forget it, right now lets just get out of the damn bastards sight before we are nailed down with those damn shuriken knives make their mark!" Pat barked, really scared out of his wits of it.
"Got it." Gaby remarked.
The two kept moving, even as the damn assassins followed, Pat cutting through back alleys, trying to stay a few steps ahead of the damn assassins so he could make a getaway to wherever he stayed.
"Shit, they got a good wind to last this long." He spoke to himself, as she shook his head.
"I was gonna use this if I was ever caught stealing again... though now looks like a good time." Gaby remarked, pulling out a smoke canister, and pulling the pick out with her own two fang teeth, before throwing it on the ground, and causing a large fog of smoke to cloud the small alleyway.
The assassins stopped dead in their tracks, noticing the smoke would take them out. Gaby though make a lucky shot, since they were near a manhole, Pat easily opened up the manhole, and lead her down, ordering her to close it. Heavy as the cover was, she slid it along the surface, and closed the area up, as the two went down.
"What the hell is this?" Gaby asked looking around.
"This place has a few old sewer systems, but now their all ruins. C'mon, we better get a move on, and be VERY careful, a few traps are set, and I will try to lead you to where I stay at." Pat mentioned, taking her hand once more and carefully leading her through the hall.
Gaby nodded, following him every step of the way, knowing traps had to be set in order to keep wherever he was staying a real secret. She slowly followed him, a smile spread on her face.
"Whaddya mean you couldn't get the brat!!" The brown bitch yelled, slamming her fist on the armrest to her right.
"They are in the sewers, even down there we are unsure of where traps lie. We lost several men even trying to make our way through that-"
"Fucking pussy's is all you are, get your asses together and get back down there. That damn long eared brat won't get away with helping that damn kid. I will get her." The brown bit yelled once more in her ever so loud and taunting voice.
The men only nodded, before rushing out of the room, in fear that the female might indeed kill them, as she had many others.
"Damn rotten kids, always making my town a place of god damn robbery. When I get my hands on that girl who shot my men, I'll wring her neck so hard her spin will snap in just one pinch." She remarked with a vicious smile.
"There only kids, you can't kill them just because they steal. They only are trying to survive." A female stated, walking forth.
"Schala, do you dare to question my order!?" The lady remarked, with evil eyes locked on the snow white robbed female.
"Yes, those kids are only children seeking to survive. You forced them into stealing when you told those merchants to stop giving the kids those supplies." Schala commented, with a keen manner.
"And you suggest I just let the merchants give a bit back? NO! Those kids should learn to work, and when I get my hands on them, I will work them to the bone. As Sonora the Empress of this town, I shall have no damn squabs." She stated.
"I won't allow this; you have no right to put those children into labor!" Schala stated taking a step forth.
"Guards, remove her from my sight, and throw her ass in the dungeon." Sonora remarked, leaning back in her ever so comfy thrown.
Indeed the place was royal, from antique furniture to the pictures; it indeed was a wealthy area for anyone who was born of royalty. The vicious Empress indeed wore the fanciest clothing's of all, neat and still new looking, as most were ever more concerned with their looks then their attitude.
"Damn kids, I will get them." She remarked with a snicker.
"We're here!" Pat remarked, as he and Gaby stepped inside the artificially lit area.
"Sweet!!" Gaby replied, glancing in deep surprise at the entire area, the lights, the machines, the entire place was almost a underground nightclub but with a lot more of a homestyle welcome.
"In the past, merchants once gave us free supplies, mostly for the fact that we were poor hand had no money. They were generous, giving us snacks, supplies, hell, even a few quilts. Thanks to them, we created this place, the joint and home most of us free kids live at." Pat remarked, walking over to the counter, tossing a apple onto the bar, the tender taking it and walking off.
"If the merchants gave you all this stuff, why are their guards after you?" Gaby asked, really confused.
All went silent, hearing the question Gaby asked, all gazing at her with more stern eyes, Pat took a deep breath, taking a mug filled with a near top water, he chugged it down, taking a deep ahh, as he wipped some of the dampness from his muzzle, before turning to her.
"Sonora, the damned empress who rules us. She once served as a loyal chancelloress for Queen Schala, but she overthrow her and began to start strict rules, and us orphans who once were given supplies and food from the merchants were forced into making us pay for it. Yet... even so, she took in many who did steal, and forced them into slavery. Schala can't stop Sonora, not after the coup that lead to her becoming empress. All this in the past two months and here the chaos has began." Pat replied, turning away, a downcast gaze peered down on the table; he already grew saddened reflecting upon the past.
"And you still have no plans to stop her?" Gaby said, really freaked out by everything.
"Schala was like a mother to us all, how can we... of anyone here... even make an attack when Schala is in her hands. We tried once, but retreated when Schala was taken as a hostage by a guard, threatened to slit her throat if any of us dared try to break in." Pat remarked shaking his head once more.
"Schala is gonna die soon. Sonora sentenced her to confinement for objecting her orders, and it's likely Sonora will sentence her to death." Came a voice that quieted all within the room as the young woren spoke.
"Jacob, are you sure Sonora may do that?" Pat asked, not wanting to be pushed into another attack to fail.
"After what happened today, that damn bitch is already pissed off enough to send Schala to the grave. Thanks to that gun-slinging Haren over there, Sonora is already more pushy then she is when in her period." The boy mentioned before getting hit by a girl sitting in a stool that was next to him.
"Jacob, will you cut the sexist remarks, even if they are about Sonora." Pat remarked taking a deep sigh.
"Damn it, if Jacob is able to slip into the castle, why the hell don't the rest of you do the same?" Gaby asked.
"Jacob is a stealth-extraordinaire lonewolf operative. He slips in and out quicker then anyone, knows how each and every area in the castle operates and navigates the place like it was his own house. He never tries to get to Schala in fear of being caught." One of the kid highlanders stated.
"Attacking also is out of the question, those damn guards carry guns and are no damn idiots, they hear a sound, they investigate it thoroughly. I almost got caught more times then the amount of stars in the sky." Jacob remarked.
"You guys really are making me wanna slap every one of you. If you wish to get the days of old back, then its time to get off your asses and start planning. Jacob, give us a floor plan of the place, the rest of you bring out anything that might pose a threat. If Schala did help you in the past, she must have overdid it, you all really are too dependent on her." Gaby stated, looking at each.
"We can think for ourselves Gaby, but when Sonora took over, most of the kids were thrown into labor, they work to make most of the damn monuments Sonora has and her damn cloths. Their all slaves, forced to work all day, fed so little, and beaten most often. It's that fear also that we don't attack, we may become slaves too. Though, with your help, we may be able to get through this without any casualties." Pat mentioned, taking a deep breath.
"Just leave that bitch Sonora to me; I think taking her down might make my day." Gaby remarked with a smile.
"Kill her if you want, just don't give us credit, it would tear Schala apart if we were given credit to killing Sonora." Pat mentioned shaking his head.
"Cut the sappy tone, we have only one choice, and one choice only... kill the damn bitch." Gaby mentioned, as she snapped her clip into her mini gun, a wolfish smile peered on her face.
Hudson sat ever so well-postured, his right hand grasping the fork utensil tightly as his left hand grasped the knife, cutting a slab of the meat he had on his plate. Cutting through it, he brought the piece near his mouth, placing it inside, as he slowly chewed down on the fibrous meat, taking in the flavor, as he closed his eyes loving it. He slowly stopped, his eyes opened, as he glanced over his shoulders.
"Whaddya want this time Fox!!" He demanded, his eyes narrowed to the already present fox.
"Oh thought I'd stop by and tell you that Thomas plans to take things into his own hands. Seems he's not gonna to take things lying down with Zuang's death." Fox mentioned as he stood near Hudson, laying against a pillar.
Hudson remained silent, still chewing away at his meat, his eyes closed as he swallowed it, before opening his eyes, a snicker emitting from his throat.
"Thomas is second-in-command of the Gunsmith Regents, I have no objections to him leading any charge, even against that damned fool Elliot as well." Hudson remarked cutting another small piece of meat from his slab, placing it in his mouth as he chewed down on the rough slab.
"Really? How are you sure he won't turn traitor eventually?" Fox asked, stepping forth, as he reached over to take a slab of meat, only to be shoved back by an unseen force and thrown onto the ground.
"Keep your filthy hands off my food vermin. Thomas is someone I have trusted for over thirty years... and its regents such as you that truly work my last nerve by even considering how pathetic youths like you decide to drop in during my dinner... a fool like you is as pathetic as that fool Duane. No manners, no politeness, and not one to get off to a good start." Hudson remarked, still eating his side plate of food.
Fox slowly got up, taking several deep breaths, as he rubbed his already aching areas. He knew why to fear Hudson greatly; the powers of telekinesis were deadly to anyone. Hudson already choked him before using his powers, nearly wringing his neck. Indeed was Hudson strong, able to lift objects with the power of his mind, moreover halt a shower of bullets in just one clear use of his powers.
"Sorry to be a bother... M' Lord." Fox replied, as he quickly vanished, his speed unseen by the naked human eyes.
Once more did Hudson continue eating in the serene room, always liking to eat in a silent area rather then a chatter filled room.
"You called?"
Thomas cracked a welcoming smile as two old comrades of his stepped forth into the light. The first was a armadillo clad in a goliath sized blue garb that covered the areas he knew were not best to be seen for the public eye. His rock hard orange area's glowed in the artificial light. The other was clad in full-fire proof suit, black as night, a gas mask cloaking his face, the lenses pure one way for only him to see, his eyes remaining the enigma to the curious. He carried a huge tank on his back, as he walked ever so viciously.
"Arsonist Fenton and Steelshell Madd, good to see you both again." He remarked smiling.
"Yesssss, it'sssss good to ssssssee you again." Fenton remarked, hissing his s'es whenever using them.
"Yes, it has been a very LONG time." Madd commented with his usual groggy voice.
"Yes, I called you both here for a mission. Draco and his companions are our target, but the young haren is wanted alive. Knowing you Fenton, you have your shield in tack considering how fragile that tank of gas is. What about you Madd, take it you still think your body can take the damage?" Thomas asked really concerned.
"Ha, there is not a bullet in any gun that has broken through my heavy skin." Madd boasted cracking his neck.
"Draco won't be our only enemy, Elliot seems to want Draco for himself, he's already killed Zuang in the heat of the battle, and you two are just the same to him. I may be using you as bait, but if you must, take his droids out, if we're to send a message to him, then we do it by close range attack or long range strike. Fenton, Madd, choose your targets, the one facing Draco is the one will be covering." Thomas mentioned.
"Hmm, leave the girls to me. I think I outta show them what power us males have." He crudely mentioned cracking his knuckles.
"Then Draco'ssss mine." Fenton hissed, as he took out a few firebombs.
"Then it is settled, Elliot won't be able to his, this scope is equipped to find any type of droid that damned freak can make. He'll be a damn duck ready for the kill." Thomas remarked with a smile.
"So when we gonna arrive?" Madd asked, yawning loudly. "I need a good nap." He said slowly slouching.
"Then get some rest big guy, we'll arrive at sunrise tomorrow at Rango. If my gut is as accurate as my billiards shots are, Elliot should be there as well." Thomas mentioned, as he pulled out his clip, snapping it into place.
The large eighteen-wheeler continued on route course to Rango, already Thomas had a good idea where to take position to get a good shot off to pick Elliot's bots off.
Morning rose, already had the children of the underground plotted how to attack. Even for their age, they had a good idea of how to break in and make their movements. Even with such mere children's toys gathered to be used as their only offensive weapons, they would still be a hazard when introduced to the unexpected guards. Marbles, huge bouncy balls, water guns, and other materials used for assault would be safe enough that Schala would not be heartbroken by the tactics the children had plan to use.
Pat though still wasn't to calm to Gaby, considering she had a more reckless idea of breaking in and going into a gun-slinging shootout. Even as she said it sarcastically, all eyes that glanced at her were not too welcoming, each seemed like arrows ready to be fired at her, each one sent deep into her skin. Jacob proposed what routes were best to take, as he already had knowledge of how the guards apparently moved, every step, and every rotation.
"Okay everyone today is a big day, were going to get inside and start our RESCUE. I advise everyone to keep out of sight and not cause such alarm. Is that understood?" He asked, getting an 'affirmative' from the crowd.
"Bah, this plan SUCKS." Gaby mentioned, before receiving a death-eye glare from most of the crowd.
"Shut up Gaby. We make our move fast and efficient. Yellow Group take the north side, make sure you do try to draw the guards away, but avoid confrontation, if we are caught, we may be screwed, remember, they do have communications, so exercise extreme caution. Green Group is to make their way to the prison holdout from the second floor hallway. We are to take out any guards within our path, I advise we knock them out in order to make sure they cannot call for backup. Blue Group and Red Group shall be backup, we will not accept failure, is that clear?" Pat asked, as all cried a 'Yes Sir!!'.
"Good, then let's get a move on." Pat replied, all started to clear out, taking whatever 'toys' were placed on the table, knowing they would need it.
Gaby followed, but deep down in her heart was she already plotting to make her own plan to split from the group and complete her true goal, kill the bitch known as Sonora.
The eighteen-wheeler stopped short, as three figures stepped out from the door directly placed at the lock-up area, the door large enough to allow the behemoth armadillo a pleasant step through.
"Fenton, I don't care what it costs, kill Draco even if you must set this entire area ablaze to do so. I wont tolerate failure. The same goes for you Madd, make sure the tramp is dead. This pitful town really has no taste for this day in age. Although, that transmission tower is just what I need to take out Elliot. Fenton, Madd, get moving and find the two." Thomas remarked, as the three split up.
Thomas only took a few steps before he stop dead in his tracks.
"You can't hide from me Elliot, I know you are watching me." Thomas announced, using his walkie-talkie at a private line to make his announcement, hearing it a few feet behind him.
"I know your intention Tommy ol' boy." He replied, as a few people passed by, some stopping to stare.
"Is that so, and you plan to stop me now? ... I'm waiting Elliot." Thomas calmly mentioned.
"I see you have a new gadget on your scope, apparently one that makes my droids stand out. I doubt you will be able to use it, since this bazaar shall be your deathbed. I know the main weakness of the shields we Regents use, and I know the exact way to pierce through it." He taunted, holding his gun up slowly.
"Talk is cheap when it is from a mere android." Thomas daringly criticized, before a smirk pursed on his lips. "By the way, sniper at eight o'clock."
The droid only took aim, but before his finger could even pull the trigger back, a bullet came showering down from a corner, piercing through the head of the android, the now lifeless android fell to his ground. A few onlookers and passerby's stopped dead, a few gasping or screeching as the bullet impacted the human-like android. Thomas only turned, walking away with a pleasant smile.
"A lifesaver as usual, Sabata!" Thomas stated on another communicator.
"Don't mention it, just get to the tower and pick the bastards off, ya hear?" Sabata replied in his usual tone.
"Roger that." Thomas answered, proceeding to his course.
Draco and Lecha walked upon the ever so crowded streets of Ringo, enjoying the time together alone with each other, considering Gaby always ruined the moment. Draco though was quiet, even with his neutral emotional face; his eyes glistened with an unease feeling. Lecha was indeed concerned, but she had tried to get an answer out of him earlier, when he had been tossing and turning in his sleep, weeping with fear, before waking up with sweat upon his own face. She easily awoke, still groggy, but his already wide-awaken eyes told that something bothered.
"It's nothing, just a nightmare."
A nightmare it may have been, but it seemed to have struck him hard, considering he was not much active as usual. Lecha looked over, seeing his still emotionless face. Draco though did have a reason; the dream was something that indeed created a fear. The dream was something that would haunt him well, especially how it started.
"LECHA!! GABY!!!" Draco called out, bitter darkness that appeared endless.
Already did his heart throb with a near-bursting force, the darkness hid so much, but a fog like this already gave the feeling of fear that spread in his heart. Though his feelings changed, his eyes glanced upon several people, face down on the ground, his two friends among them, blood staining the ground around them, as his heart throbbed much faster and forcefully in his chest.
A low growl broke the scene, as Draco slowly and shivering with fear turned to look behind, before gasping, as he froze, petrified by the sight. Six glowing blood red eyes glared at him, moving with each breath, two eyes perhaps, but Draco couldn't make out the body, yet the cloaked monste's eyes were several feet above where Draco stood, towering him greatly. Draco couldn't move, fear paralyzed his body, the eyes, red, and devious, he shivered at the mere thought of them. The last thing he remembered before waking up was a large wave of darkness consuming him.
Draco shivered, that dream truly haunted him in so many ways. The eyes alone petrified him, but to even think of what the monster looked like really was something he didn't dare try to make a move upon. His thoughts though would have to wait, as large crowd appeared to gather behind, all backs facing the two.
"Hmm, wonder what's all the commotion?" Lecha wondered loudly, as she glanced to the mob of people.
"Trouble, if anything!" Draco answered, reaching for his gun.
The crowd suddenly turned from chatters of excitement to screams of terror, a few were propelled off to impact into the walls with a bone cracking snap, people fleeing away from the duo, running in all directions.
"SCRAM YA VARMINS!" Bellowed the armadillo as he glared over to where Draco and Lecha remained standing.
"Well whadda we have here, just the two outlaws we were searching for." Madd remarked with a smile, cracking his knuckles as he was ready for a fight.
"Yesssssss, thesssssssse two ssssshall make our day." Fenton hissed, as he glanced at Draco with a target like eyes.
"So you guys are here for us, huh? Well then..." Draco grasped his gun tightly, pulling it from his hostel, taking aim to the masked arsonist, "LET'S GO!!"
"Yeah, give us your best shot!" Lecha shouted, aiming her shotgun to the behemoth.
"You asked, you receive!!" Madd remarked, as he curled up into a ball, rolling forth at a deadly velocity.
Lecha leaped to the side, avoiding the attack, as she regained her ground, taking aim at the fiend once more. She took a deep breath, as the armadillo rolled out of his ball, turning to her with fierce eyes. Lecha only grasped her shotgun tightly, and opened fire on the armadillo. She waited only a few seconds before the behemoth let out a gruff laugh.
"Them damn pellets of yours ain't gonna penetrate my muscles anytime soon." Madd remarked laughing loudly.
Lecha shot once more, but not one bullet or spread shot of hers made any penetration through the gray skin of the armadillos. Madd cracked a evil smile, as he once more began to curl into a ball, tumbling forth, Lecha his main target.
"No way I'm gonna be a pancake today." Lecha stated, pulling out her cutting knife she used rarely, and chucked it to the rope, cutting the restrain rope from the weight, she was pulled up, right in the nick of time as the armadillo rolled right under her own slippers.
"Close, but no cigar." Lecha cracked, impersonating it in her masculine voice she could do.
She swung forth to the window nearby, as she jumped inside, taking a deep breath, but a loud crash below alerted her that she was not out of the woods yet.
"You can run all you want, but you can't hide from me." Madd yelled, stomping loudly to put fear into her heart.
Fire sprayed rapidly from the flamethrower Fenton carried, burning most of the stands that were weak to flames, the crackling of flames devouring the wooden stands, as flame ashes rose from the burning stands.
"You bastard, you'll burn this entire town if you keep this up." Draco remarked, really shocked by the regents attacks.
"That'ssss not my problem... you're the main target, and thissss time, your trapped like a rat." Fenton hissed, with a devious snicker.
"Not yet I ain't!" Draco remarked, as he pulled out his gun, opening fire upon the regent only to find a shield block his shot.
"Sssstupid outlaw... did you think I would walk outsssside with a tank of gassss on my back without having the right protection?"
"That's why I have plan B if one plan fails." Draco mentioned, as he shot at the stand filled with hundreds of bottles of alcohol, shattering the one closest to Fenton, igniting a split-second fire as the alcohol touched the flames.
The flames increased a bit more intense, giving Draco a chance to slip away and plan his next move. At the instant the flames started to grow to block Fenton's viewpoint towards him did Draco slip off, making a dash for one of the nearest buildings, a residence to be exact, as he leaped through the window, rolling to his feet as he stood up.
"Damn it... these Regents truly are desperate to kills us..." Draco said to himself shaking his head, "I have to find a way to disable that shield so I can make a good shot..." Draco thought, before something hit him.
There was one place that would be able to offer something that would be of use. A place known as 'Chilly's Pad' served cold alcohol ice slurps, in addition, it was rumored to have a few tanks of liquid nitrogen within.
"Gotcha!!" Hissed Fenton as a huge spread of flames came toasting through the window, forcing Draco to take cover.
"Better get a move on!!" Draco mentally told himself, as he darted for the back door.
A loud pop rang throughout the hallway, as several guards trotted forth, their steps echoed throughout the marble floor, the halls emitting the sounds of hundreds of footsteps per second. Each ran to the area where it appeared to have been coming, but their eyes didn't catch what laid ahead. Hidden by the olive green floor were marbles of the same color, and camouflaged on the ground. Each guard slipped from their feet, slamming onto the ground with a loud, neck-snapping crack. Few were unconscious; the impact upon the floor was enough to kill any mere human. Few though were only knocked out by the rough landing, giving the kids the opportunity to move in.
"I guess Schala was right when she said to pick up the marbles when were done." One of the kids muttered, as they scampered to the unconscious guards, others right behind him as they disarmed the guards, stripping them of their firearms.
"Yellow group to Green group, guards in north side have been taken out, about thirteen out of an unknown amount are within custody. We shall continue advancement to the area where our comrades are being held." The plainsrunners reported, getting a static feedback.
"Roger... just get our comrades to safety, especially Schala. Best bet is Sonora is gonna have her executed when she finds out about us. We are gonna get caught soon." The boy mentioned, getting another feedback.
"Understood, we'll cut off the main weapons hold asap." The leader replied, before cutting off.
He glanced at his platoon, with a smile on his face.
"Okay mates, we have a new objective, seal off the weapons storage room and keep them guards off our backs." The boy whispered, the kids only nodding in agreement.
With that last order, they quietly proceeded through the hallway and off into the next area.
"Pat, y-you sure th-th-this is a good i-i-idea." One of the grassrunner orphans asked, slowly staring around the place, shivering with fear.
"Calm down Scias, your fear may get us caught, and then we will be in danger." Pat whispered, as they quietly tip-toed against the wall, moving slowly against the wall.
Sounds of screams roar though the hallway, the lashing of whips following, clanging of several instruments. Inside several children were forced to work, pushing carts of supplies and statues all throughout the area, as the guards stood by whipping them, and any who went out of place.
"To think Sonora was using them for hard labor, she is using them like savages." He said, glancing at the kids who were hauling most of the equipment or furniture around, guards following and whipping anyone who stopped for a breath. "That bitch, how can she do this?" He muttered, almost shouting.
"Hmm, looks like I better make my move of distraction... let's see... bingo!" Gaby whispered, trotting off and away from the party.
A few guards remained elsewhere, even as the team was on the second floor, glancing down from above, their was still a few guards around, most in area's the kids did not even proceed through. Gaby already found one, the idiot already asleep, as she smiled, poking the nose of her gun on his forehead, as he slowly woke up.
"Enjoy your everlasting dream for eternity." Gaby whispered angelically.
One shot was all it took, as Gaby smiled, taking the telecon as she trotted off, Pat watching in anger, but still remaining calm.
"She'll ruin our plan, we gotta stop her." One of the kids replied, as a few ranted and demanded she be stopped.
"No... Gaby is doing us a bigger favor... even if Schala would disgrace it... trust me... we have to allow Gaby to kill, so we can save Schala." Pat said, closing his eyes feeling sorrow to even allow such a crime to be committed
Lecha remained quietly, remaining silent, as the loud thuds below made her heart jump with each passing second. A loud smash startled her, as she leaped up, making a loud thump on the floor. She remained still, gasping slowly, knowing now the regent had a good lock on her location.
"Ha ha hah, you cannot hide now... I know you're here, and that's enough for me to know." Madd yelled out, smashing a pillar below, as the area holding the pool became a small pole.
The foundation slowly shook, as a huge hand broke through right next to Lecha, as it reached over to her. Lecha leaped back, taking her gun out, loading two shells into the chambers, as she locked the shotgun in place, and fired forth. The spread did no damage, as the bullets remained stuck in the Armidillo's skin.
"My clan is well known for its hard body's, even our skin is as strong as steel." He remarked, before breaking through the cement floor, breaking it into a few slabs of concrete.
He glanced deviously at her, slowly walking forth, as she backed away. She knew she couldn't do much, he gun was no match, his skin was a shield she couldn't pierce, even with her whip. Already she felt it was near the end, but she came to, getting an idea.
"Your skin is tough, but I doubt your eyes are!" She remarked, taking aim once more, as she fired away, the spread sent directly into his eyes and nostrils.
Madd howled in pain, as his large hands covered his face, a stream of blood trickled down his muzzle, as he muttered several curse words under his breath. Lecha took a breath, noticing the armadillo by now was blind. Taking her gun once more, she opened up the chambers, loading two shells into her twin chambers, locking them in place.
"Be grateful I am going to make this quick you overgrown sexist pig!" Lecha spat, as she took aim, pulling the trigger, delivering the spread of acid pellets directly around the neck, the sizzling sound of acid crackled as it ate away at Madds skin.
"YOWWW, YOU BITCH, I'LL KILL YOU!!" He yelled, as he swipe only air, not anywhere near where Lecha stood.
Lecha sighed, seeing as the acid pellets were not getting the job done quick enough. Reaching into her pockets she pulled out a few other shells, these ones the alkaline infused type.
"Hey dolt, tell me, what happens when you mix acid with alkaline?" Lecha asked, snapping her barrel into place.
"GOTCHA!" Madd remarked turning around as he charged directly towards her, his arms strung out, as he stomped at ramming speed towards her.
Taking a deep breath, leaping aside and opening fire at the direct point where she earlier had used the acid, the alkaline sinking into him, as she landing onto the ground rolling back, a loud explosion followed, blowing the armadillos head to oblivion, leaving a headless corpse in his place. Lecha sighed, pushing herself up, as she staggered over to the open window, seeing the smoke.
"I-it can't be... they wouldn't-" Lecha knew it was obvious, there in front of her eyes was the large clouds given off by smoke, already starting to shadow the entire town of Rango, blazes of fire burned dangerously in the distance.
"They would go this far just to kill one man... those bastards!!" Lecha spat shaking her head.
Even as the thick smoke filled the air around the town, Thomas was already set, high in the tower, sniper in place, his scope open, his right eye glancing sharply through, searching for the droids Elliot was already controlling. It was hard, as with the range he had on the scope, he had to be very sharp when it came to reacting. Though, he soon enough found already one, and opened immediate fire. A few more come within the sight, but apparently were on the direct path towards Draco.
"No you don't Elliot, your mine!" He whispered to himself, unleashing a few more shots to the droids. One by one his shots took them out, picking each of them down as they came into his sights.
"You guys cant run or hide, this scope shall spot you no matter where you are." Thomas remarked, as he was about to pull the trigger before the droid was taken down.
"Sabata here, your not going to be able to kill every one of those androids, that area has bulletproof insulation. Leave any that are around such places to me... you go for the others... speaking of which, three heading up the stairs after you, up to the third floor." Sabata mentioned, as Thomas glanced to the floor, taking a deep breath as he opened fire upon the ground, instantly destroying the bots going after him.
"You were saying?" Thomas remarked, before hearing a few shots.
"Draco's on the move, three bogeys waiting to strike, one behind bullet resistant wall, the other two in open range for you. I think you know what to do, correct?" Sabata asked, Thomas only giving a 'hmph' as he opened fire upon the two, Sabata taking out the last one.
"This is easy... might as well not use a scope." Sabata remarked, snickering over the telecom.
Thomas didn't reply, he kept his eyes still locked on the scope, even in the open daylight was it still hard to find Elliots bots, since they could be well hidden in a mob of people. He still kept finding each and picking them off with one good shot to the head, blowing out their main mainframe and rendering them inoperable.
"Hmm, no more are around, and my scope is at a wider glancing range." Thomas mentioned, looking around the area.
Fire burned throughout the area, as several bystanders ran aimlessly around, panicking as the town was engulfed by massive flames that swayed in the wind. The flames spread fast with the increasing wind aiding in the never-ending fire that was consuming all in its path. The hissing laughter of the one fiend who was responsible for it.
"The flamesssssss of the phoenix ssssshall consssssume you Draco... you won't leave here alive, thisssss ssssshall be your grave." Fenton hissed running through the city, glancing around the area.
Even with the loud crackle of the flames and screeching of the people of the town, there was still one sector of town not yet in danger. Yet the screams of terror didn't subside there, as a few fled from the bar known to be within the area. Draco grasped the tender by the neck, as he pointed the gun directly to his forehead, his eyes glared deep into the frightened tenders tearful eyes.
"Now, I'm gonna run it by you again, where's... the... liquid... nitrogen... located!?" Draco demanded as he pressed the nose of the gun against the bar tenders head.
"O-okay... i-its in the freezer... t-t-the back area... s-s-sector f-f-f-five... p- p-please, d-don't kill me!" The tender stuttered, shaking in fear.
"Just be glad I have a lot of self control." Draco stated, before delivering his foot to the tenders gut.
The tender only gasped, falling to his knees, holding onto his stomach as he tried to breath in some fresh air.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have hesitated to kill you." Draco remarked as he walked to the freezer.
The shatter of glass drew his attention behind as he glanced over his shoulder, eyes widening as he spotted what appeared to be an inferno bomb, packed with a hell of explosive fires. Draco took one gasp, leaping forth as he pulled the freezer door open, slamming it shut as the loud burst of the bomb crackled loudly through the thick freezer door. Taking a deep breath within the frozen freezer, he glanced around, seeing the frost covered numbers representing the sectors.
"Hmm, sector one... sector two... there it is, sector six." Draco said to himself, as he dashed to the sector where the tender claimed the liquid nitrogen was.
Though right directly behind him was Fenton, already tearing his way through the door, using the build in plasma ray, his tool of choice for tearing through any metal alloy, even a thick chrome alloy door. A large tear that was wide enough for him to walk right through, as he glances around the chilly area with a snicker.
"You think a mere chrome door will keep me out, not today Draco." Hissed Fenton as he stalking walked forth.
Looking all around the area, Draco finally found what he was looking for, the one chemical that may be his only choice of defeating the regent. Brushing away the ice crystals covering most of the cans, he took a sigh of relief, before hearing Fenton's voice.
"Come out, come out wherever you are." Fenton yelled, as he walked onward once more.
"Yo, flame thrower... how about a bit of liquid nitrogen?" Draco snapped, as he turn the container on its rolling side, before kicking it forth, having it roll directly towards Fenton, as Draco opened fire puncturing the can, the liquid leaking onto the floor, and splashing against Fenton's legs, his shield unable to repel the liquid.
Slowly his feet turned to ice, he struggled breaking apart his feet from his ankles, he fell to the floor, his front side becoming consumed into nothing but a frail ice statue. Draco laughed, rolling another canister to him, as he shot open the main valve that unleashed the liquid freeze, the entire place now smoking with the vapor given off by dangerous liquid.
"So your shield has no protection against anything like liquid nitrogen... figures, Lecha told me liquids and electrons can't mix when chemically imbalanced... and your shield is only known to resist solids or spells... not manmade chemicals." Draco remarked, opening fire as his bullet shattered the frozen man apart, as his body shattered in several hundred pieces, shattering to the floor as he fell apart.
Draco smiled, for once he actually had a cruel way to dish out punishment on one of the regents. Taking out the telecom, he decided to pop the vital question to the expert on such things.
"Lecha, come in Lecha, you still alive?" Draco called waiting for an answer.
"No, I'm dying," She sarcastically remarked, "Glad to see your alive... but the towns ablaze... how the regents go this far and-"
"Were victorious Lecha... but I need to ask you something... how long does it take for liquid nitrogen to become ineffective?" Draco asked, as he glanced to the doused spot.
"Well, thirty minutes at the most... where are you?"
"A freezer... can that create a problems?" He asked really skeptical.
"By a few extra minutes... just be careful when stepping out, that liquid makes any solid fragil." She remarked critically.
"Roger that." He concluded shutting off the main telecom.
He glanced out, shaking his head, a victory that had truly been a cruel end for a regent. Still, Draco was victorious, and with the mad regent gone, he had no regrets.
"Third floor has been infiltrated, third floor has been infiltra-"
BANG!!
Gaby smiled, glancing at the dead guards laying at her side, stepping over each one slowly.
"Hermes, report suspect, I repeat, report suspects description... Hermes... you there?"
Gaby stomped hard on the communicator with her heal, smiling brightly.
"Sorry, I've broken up already." She said with a snicker. "Sonora, Sonora... the death child is coming... you fate of doom is here... prepare to die." Gaby said laughing.
Schala sat in her chair, sighing softly, as she glanced out the window, seeing the city in flames, sadness filling her heart. All she once tried to protect now was being destroyed before her very eyes. Loud yelps caught her attention outside, as the guards fell to the ground unconscious.
"Schala, we came here to rescue you." Pat called out, as he ran to the cells, keys in hand as he unlocked the door.
"Pat... what are you doing here?" She asked in disbelief.
"We heard Sonora locked you up... we feared she would kill you... we couldn't-" Pat was breaking up into tears as he hugged her tightly rubbing his already tear flooding face onto Schala's dress.
"Oh Pat... you really do think of me as a mother." She calmly replied, rubbing his shoulders calmly.
"We all do Miss Schala, we all do." One of the kids replied running in.
A few of the kids already freed from the labor had came along with them to see Schala, indeed had all the children depended on her, loved her, and thought of her as their mother. Schala's eyes wept with tears as she heard them.
"Thank you... all of you... for everything." She said, as all the kids nodded, each shedding tears of joy, happy to be reunited with their guardian.
Shots rang nearby the throne room, as loud thuds echoed from behind the door, a shot blasted the door knob off, as the door swung open, Gaby walking through with a wicked smirk on her face.
"A KID!!" Sonora remarked, irritated by the sight.
"YOU must be Sonora the bitch... I'm here to kill you!" Gaby remarked taking out her gun.
"NO YOU DON'T BRAT!" Sonora remarked, taking out her rifle, and fired forth, Gaby side stepping as she returned fire.
Sonora sidestepped and returned fire, forcing Gaby to hide behind one of the pillars nearby. Jumping out into the open, Gaby opened fire, as she blasted the rifle from Sonora's hand as she ran forth, ready to finish the bitch at point blank range. Sonora though easily countered with a kick, forching Gaby to the ground, as one of her guns slipped from her grasp, she slid away, as Sonora took aim.
"Brat, you die now!" She remarked pulling the trigger, but not one shot came out.
"What!?" She said pulling it a few more times, as she took out the clip. "EMPTY!?"
"Yellow means dude, red means loaded." Gaby snapped as she stood to her feet, and ran forth, putting the gun Sonora's jaw.
"Pop-goes-the-nig-ger!" She sang, before delivering the fatal shot to Sonora's head.
The day of terror ended, most of Rango was now in ashes, but some of the town remained.
"All this just to get two people... how many must suffer for all this?" Lecha asked shaking her head.
"Don't feel so gloom... we shall rebuild... and repair all that is lost." Schala said walking forth with the children behind her.
"You three may be wanted fugitives... but in your hearts you are more compassionate then most others in this world. I thank you dearly for all you have done. Even if it was murder, you did it for the people of this town." Schala mentioned taking a bow.
"Awe shucks, all in a days work for Unkey Draky." Gaby remarked giggling, a few of the kids laughing.
"Gaby, please... not in public." Draco remarked, rubbing her forehead.
Lecha giggled, as she brushed her hand along his chin.
"I dunno, you are more kinder then rumored to be." She said, kissing him on the cheek.
Even with all the damage, they still for once were forgiven to bring terror, as they were only trying to live on. Still, Draco knew they had to move on, to Dragoneir where they had planned to go before.
Next time:
Ryu: Technology, advancements upon machines and treatments alike the people prosper in an easier life. But other times, technology can be used for desasterous war machines. Robots gone haywire are only an apatizer for us, as four elemental based sisters and a weirdo mechanic Guru face off, the odds are even, and the fights about to get intense.
Next Chapter: Heavy Artillery
Authors notes: Well, it took a while, but since I got the five reviews I asked, I am very thankful. Big thanks to Illuminet, Steve, Typhoon, Kilik, and Candyman for the reviews, you saved this fic from discontinuation. Now, this chapter may not be the best, but I have been busy, and its hard to focus, but I don't like correcting things unless I get something rewarding in return. I'm greedy but I don't care, that's how I am. But remember to review, I really need them to know people are reading.
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