Chapter Five: Reunion Part 2
"Come here." Viscious put his hand out motioning for Angel to come to him. She didn't move and this clearly angered him. "I said come here."
Spike put a hand on her arm and pulled her back behind him. "Viscious. Long time no see."
"I'm not here to fight with you this time, Spike. I only want Angel to come with me."
Spike smirked and shook his head. Viscious grinned and signaled for some of his men to attack Spike. He fought them off without much trouble but after knocking the last man unconscious Spike turned back to Viscious only to be met with his sword.
"Entertaining, Spike. Very entertaining." He reached out his hand and roughly grabbed Angel's arm and pulled her close to him.
With another flick of his wrist one of the remaining men hit Spike in the head, knocking him unconscious, while Viscious made off with exactly what he was looking for.
"I didn't just let him take her! How many times do I have to tell you that?!"
Spike was laying on the long yellow sofa holding a bag of ice to his head. Jet sighed in frustration as he leaned back in the yellow chair.
"I know you didn't, Spike. I just don't believe we fell for the trick. We should have checked the number on the ship to see if it was really the ISSP."
"We had no way of knowing."
Ed ran into the room with her arms out, followed by a barking Ein. "Incoming!" The reciever started beeping and Jet hit the button.
The blonde haired man on the screen wore an ISSP uniform and he spoke as soon as the screen came on.
"This is the ISSP. We're running a check on all ships that pass through this area."
"You're a little late, buddy." Jet smirked.
"Excuse me, sir?"
"About two hours ago we were stopped by a fake ISSP ship. The whole place was searched and they made off with one of our passengers."
"I see. A kidnapping. I'm going to need your name and the name of your ship, the name of the person kidnapped, the number of the fake ship, and a description of the kidnapper."
Jet sat up in his seat. "The ship is probably already way past Saturn by now."
"If you give me the information, sir, we will do whatever we can to find your friend."
Spike looked at Jet and shrugged as he pushed himself off of the couch and lazily went into the cockpit. Jet turned his attention back to the blonde haired man and shrugged. "Alright, it couldn't hurt."
"I don't know why you came to get me, I already told the walking dead guys you call your leaders that I don't want to join."
Viscious laughed at Angel's sarcasm and sat on the bed.
About 30 minutes after she was taken aboard his ship, they switched onto a more unnoticeable one and she was quickly locked up in a small room with nothing but a bed. Viscious had only just recently joined her in the room.
"You met Pryce. What information did you fill out on the papers he gave you?"
Angel leaned against the wall and made sure to keep her attention on Viscious at all times. "I filled in all the blank spaces."
He gave a small laugh. "I know that. What was the information?"
"Oh, some stuff about... hmm... you... the syndicate... Julia." She shrugged. "You know, the usual."
"Did you fill everything out with the correct information?"
"Would it matter if I did? Pryce and his ugly little boyfriend are dead."
"Did you fill everything out with the correct information?" His voice was more strict and urgent.
She put her hands up and laughed. "Woah, don't get pushy. If it makes you feel better, I didn't. I wouldn't rat you guys out like that. I mean, come on. Who do you think I am?"
"I'm not going to answer that." Viscious stood and walked up to her, putting one hand on each side of her head and leaning close to her. He took in a deap breathe and grinned. "Still the same perfume?"
"Why would I change it?"
He shrugged. "I don't know, I just thought it would bring back some bad memories. After all... You and I had some time..."
He was cut off by Angel's hand across his face. The force turned his head and caused him to look to the side. After a minute he eventually smiled and looked at her.
Angel's voice was furious. "I don't ever want to be reminded of the pathetic feeling you call love! From anyone else, I would be thrilled but from you, I'm appalled!"
He roughly grabbed her chin and pulled her face close to his. "You don't know what your missing. Go on, run to Spike. I'm going to kill him anyway so there's no compitition."
He pushed her away and left the room, locking the door behind him.