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Well, this is Ed's time to shine! Lol. Faye and Spike won't be in this one. Thanks go out to Ni9htdreame12 and Sweet Fragance for reviewing!
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Ed wiggled into one of the vents, quietly climbing through the ship where no one could see her. The young girl slowed when she heard muttered voices ahead of her. Sliding to a grated vent, she cautiously looked out. Jet was sitting on the ground, his back pressed against the gray wall of the Bebop. His nose was an odd shape, obviously broken, and blood was dripping from a wound on his cheek.
Jet's eyes were locked on another man. He was slightly bigger than Jet, in height and muscular structure. Ed bit her bottom lip as she looked down, brain racing for what to do. Luckily, the two with Robert hadn't seen her escape from her little hiding place dragging Ein along behind her. She frowned, an action that was very uncharacteristic for her, but then suddenly brightened up again before crawling backwards through the ventilation system.
She dropped from the ceiling about four rooms away and picked up Ein. The girl the proceeded to run to another room and flip in front of her computer. Typing rapidly on the keyboard she grinned and let out a low squeal of triumph when the ship tilted sideways as if something had slammed into the hangar.
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"What the-?" Robert yelled as he caught himself on a nearby table. "Would you two idiots go see what that was?" the man was still yelling before turning back to glance at Jet and sit down. If looks could kill, that whole damn ship would've blown up by now. Unquestioningly, the two men ran from the room and toward the hangar. Of course, they weren't exactly sure where it was.
By following the noise, and pure luck, they made it into the hangar. There weren't any ships there, just a few tools and ciagarette butts scattered on the floor. You could see where a few object had even fallen from the wall. Mor tools, of course. "Should we go in?" one of the thugs asked the other, sending him a look as he hung on the doorway to the hangar.
The other man, who was slightly taller and more professional about it, said, "Yeah, if we don't and there's damage to this ship, we'll go down for not finding it." Cautiously, the two then walked into the room, eyes scanning the walls and ceiling. Both men nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard maniacal laughter followed by a bark. The two looked at each other, pulling their guns.
The noise was coming from the doorway that they had just entered not even a minute ago. There they saw a child carrying a laptop and a little brown mutt. The two sighed, laughing nervously as they lowered their guns. "And what are you doing here?" The second man asked, stepping up. "Edward's here to say bye bye to evil meanie men!" the girl said, scooping up the dog and latching herself to the doorway.
With a smile that took up three fourths of her face, she punched a few buttons on her computer. "Whoa!" one of the men said when they lifted from the ground. Swinging around, her realized that the girl had just opened the hangar to space! He looked back, snatching at air and trying to grab onto something. The little girl was now staring at them through the window of a closed door. There was a shriek of terror when the two men were sucked out of the hangar, the door sliding shut just behind them.
- - - 15 Minutes Later - - -
"Where are those goons?" Robert growled, sending a sharp kick to Jet's side in frustration and anger. His hands were clasped behind his back as he paced the floor, occasionally muttering something along the lines of 'How in the hell did I get stuck with those two?'
Finally, sending Jet a glare, he told the older man not to move. Ha, as if he could. Robert then disappeared, traversing down the same hall that his henchmen had not long ago. If only he knew what was in store. Then he'd think twice about it. He pulled out his pistol, briefly making sure that it was in working condition. When he reached the hangar, he looked in suspiciously, gun raised. Where were those two goons?
"Damn," he muttered, stepping into the room. When looking around, he spotted a girl hanging from the ceiling. 'What the?' he thought before adding out loud, "Who are you?" The kid just grinned mischievously, busy typing away on her computer. Upside down. Robert quirked an eyebrow, stepping closer and once again elevating the gun to point it at her.
"Get down," the man then grunted, his voice harboring a dangerous tone. "Now." She didn't listen, instead continuing to type away at her computer. Robert growled then, pulling the trigger. The bullet however was zooming towards the computer, and not the kid. With a squeal, Ed jerked up and away, dragging the laptop with her. She then turned wide accusing eyes on Robert.
The man was gaping at her. Where'd a child get that kind of speed? She was pouting, he noted now. There was then a loud bark and a growl behind him as he felt teeth sink into his leg. Robert swung around, yelling in suffering, trying to pry to small dog from him. He kicked his leg out, grimacing when he found that the action only ripped his skin more. However, one more kick and the dog when flying into the other wall.
"Ein!" a high pitched scream came from behind him. Suddenly, teeth that weren't nearly as shard chomped down onto his shoulder. "Argh! What the fuck!" he yelled, spinning and trying to pry the kid off of him. Wait, no, this couldn't be a kid. She had to be some kind of mutant or something! He was pulled on her arms, clothes, and orange mop of hair trying to get her off.
He finally hit her and Edward fell backwards onto her butt. She then scrambled out of his grasp on all fours. Robert had one big hand clasped over his shoulder while he searched for his gun, which he'd dropped in all of the commotion. He was vaguely aware of a dog limping past him and towards the young hacker. She was once again typing something up on her computer, but that didn't last long.
With a short "Whew," she brought her arm up to wipe sweat away from her forehead that wasn't really there. With another grin, she hopped back up and ran, grabbing Ein and circling Robert at a distance. She was wailing something along the lines of "Is-Sp Is-Sp Is-Sp spells ISSP! Hehe!" Robert narrowed his eyes. What was this kid talking about. Noticing his eyes on her, she scooped Ein up once more and ran from the hangar.
"Get back here!" Robert yelled, anger taking over him as he swooped, grabbing his gun as he ran after her. He hadn't gotten very far out of the hangar before he heard the door whiz open once more. Realization struck him. He stopped and turned when he heard boots clamping along the ground from the direction of the hangar. Then two men clothed in ISSP uniforms stepped into the hallway, guns trained on Robert. "Oh, shit . . ." he muttered in defeat.
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Well, Ed had to play a part in it somehow! Anyway, please review. Cya!
Well, this is Ed's time to shine! Lol. Faye and Spike won't be in this one. Thanks go out to Ni9htdreame12 and Sweet Fragance for reviewing!
- - -
Ed wiggled into one of the vents, quietly climbing through the ship where no one could see her. The young girl slowed when she heard muttered voices ahead of her. Sliding to a grated vent, she cautiously looked out. Jet was sitting on the ground, his back pressed against the gray wall of the Bebop. His nose was an odd shape, obviously broken, and blood was dripping from a wound on his cheek.
Jet's eyes were locked on another man. He was slightly bigger than Jet, in height and muscular structure. Ed bit her bottom lip as she looked down, brain racing for what to do. Luckily, the two with Robert hadn't seen her escape from her little hiding place dragging Ein along behind her. She frowned, an action that was very uncharacteristic for her, but then suddenly brightened up again before crawling backwards through the ventilation system.
She dropped from the ceiling about four rooms away and picked up Ein. The girl the proceeded to run to another room and flip in front of her computer. Typing rapidly on the keyboard she grinned and let out a low squeal of triumph when the ship tilted sideways as if something had slammed into the hangar.
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"What the-?" Robert yelled as he caught himself on a nearby table. "Would you two idiots go see what that was?" the man was still yelling before turning back to glance at Jet and sit down. If looks could kill, that whole damn ship would've blown up by now. Unquestioningly, the two men ran from the room and toward the hangar. Of course, they weren't exactly sure where it was.
By following the noise, and pure luck, they made it into the hangar. There weren't any ships there, just a few tools and ciagarette butts scattered on the floor. You could see where a few object had even fallen from the wall. Mor tools, of course. "Should we go in?" one of the thugs asked the other, sending him a look as he hung on the doorway to the hangar.
The other man, who was slightly taller and more professional about it, said, "Yeah, if we don't and there's damage to this ship, we'll go down for not finding it." Cautiously, the two then walked into the room, eyes scanning the walls and ceiling. Both men nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard maniacal laughter followed by a bark. The two looked at each other, pulling their guns.
The noise was coming from the doorway that they had just entered not even a minute ago. There they saw a child carrying a laptop and a little brown mutt. The two sighed, laughing nervously as they lowered their guns. "And what are you doing here?" The second man asked, stepping up. "Edward's here to say bye bye to evil meanie men!" the girl said, scooping up the dog and latching herself to the doorway.
With a smile that took up three fourths of her face, she punched a few buttons on her computer. "Whoa!" one of the men said when they lifted from the ground. Swinging around, her realized that the girl had just opened the hangar to space! He looked back, snatching at air and trying to grab onto something. The little girl was now staring at them through the window of a closed door. There was a shriek of terror when the two men were sucked out of the hangar, the door sliding shut just behind them.
- - - 15 Minutes Later - - -
"Where are those goons?" Robert growled, sending a sharp kick to Jet's side in frustration and anger. His hands were clasped behind his back as he paced the floor, occasionally muttering something along the lines of 'How in the hell did I get stuck with those two?'
Finally, sending Jet a glare, he told the older man not to move. Ha, as if he could. Robert then disappeared, traversing down the same hall that his henchmen had not long ago. If only he knew what was in store. Then he'd think twice about it. He pulled out his pistol, briefly making sure that it was in working condition. When he reached the hangar, he looked in suspiciously, gun raised. Where were those two goons?
"Damn," he muttered, stepping into the room. When looking around, he spotted a girl hanging from the ceiling. 'What the?' he thought before adding out loud, "Who are you?" The kid just grinned mischievously, busy typing away on her computer. Upside down. Robert quirked an eyebrow, stepping closer and once again elevating the gun to point it at her.
"Get down," the man then grunted, his voice harboring a dangerous tone. "Now." She didn't listen, instead continuing to type away at her computer. Robert growled then, pulling the trigger. The bullet however was zooming towards the computer, and not the kid. With a squeal, Ed jerked up and away, dragging the laptop with her. She then turned wide accusing eyes on Robert.
The man was gaping at her. Where'd a child get that kind of speed? She was pouting, he noted now. There was then a loud bark and a growl behind him as he felt teeth sink into his leg. Robert swung around, yelling in suffering, trying to pry to small dog from him. He kicked his leg out, grimacing when he found that the action only ripped his skin more. However, one more kick and the dog when flying into the other wall.
"Ein!" a high pitched scream came from behind him. Suddenly, teeth that weren't nearly as shard chomped down onto his shoulder. "Argh! What the fuck!" he yelled, spinning and trying to pry the kid off of him. Wait, no, this couldn't be a kid. She had to be some kind of mutant or something! He was pulled on her arms, clothes, and orange mop of hair trying to get her off.
He finally hit her and Edward fell backwards onto her butt. She then scrambled out of his grasp on all fours. Robert had one big hand clasped over his shoulder while he searched for his gun, which he'd dropped in all of the commotion. He was vaguely aware of a dog limping past him and towards the young hacker. She was once again typing something up on her computer, but that didn't last long.
With a short "Whew," she brought her arm up to wipe sweat away from her forehead that wasn't really there. With another grin, she hopped back up and ran, grabbing Ein and circling Robert at a distance. She was wailing something along the lines of "Is-Sp Is-Sp Is-Sp spells ISSP! Hehe!" Robert narrowed his eyes. What was this kid talking about. Noticing his eyes on her, she scooped Ein up once more and ran from the hangar.
"Get back here!" Robert yelled, anger taking over him as he swooped, grabbing his gun as he ran after her. He hadn't gotten very far out of the hangar before he heard the door whiz open once more. Realization struck him. He stopped and turned when he heard boots clamping along the ground from the direction of the hangar. Then two men clothed in ISSP uniforms stepped into the hallway, guns trained on Robert. "Oh, shit . . ." he muttered in defeat.
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Well, Ed had to play a part in it somehow! Anyway, please review. Cya!