Code: Passionate
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A huge blast rocks me from my sleep and onto the cold floor. What in the hell is going on? I sit up, examining myself over a dull pain batters throughout my whole body. I scowl and move my legs to move into a standing position; which requires more energy than originally anticipated. I push my unruly silver hair from my face and walk calmly to the door. That blast didn't feel like a missile or a bomb, it felt like something it this ship.
I've been here before…this is Faye's ship, Bob-bop or something inane like that. A small smile appears on my lips; I wonder where Faye is? I begin to walk down the revolving hallway, I hear the cop shouting and cursing, the kid is screaming…I shouldn't go in there, but I want to know if this piece of shit, ship is going to explode or not. I open the door to see Jet look back, his eyes don't narrow or widen, his face painted anxious.
"You can move; help me with Shin." He calls as he dons a space suit and throws one up to my feet. I frown and turn to walk away, why should I help Shin? He betrayed me. I hear the psychotic kid behind me and before I know it, it is latched on to my leg.
"Silver-person, help Shin-person PLEASE! He crashed his ship into Bebop-bebop trying to shoot down baddies!" My eyes widen…the blast…that was Shin's ship. He is probably dead by now. I shoot my eyes back down at the kid with puff-coral hair; its amber eyes are literally pleading with me.
"Generosity is not my strong suit…but…if this has anything to do with the syndicate…then I guess I should go out." I reluctantly think to myself that I may have wanted an excuse to save him. The kid smiles two times the size of its own head and hands me the suit. I put it on slowly, it hurts to move quickly, and follow that cop out the hangar door.
What I see; shouldn't surprise me, but it does in an angry, almost taken aback way. His once elite cruiser, now scrap metal, is piled up and floating along the wide deck of this fishing trawler. I see Shin, floating like a corpse in water, out among the wreckage, blood beading up around him like pearls. I propel myself to the wreckage to sort out what happened, noticing that Faye's RedTail, is not in the hangar, and that makes my stomach sink more.
"Tell me who did this." I state, He turns to me after finding Shin's body, that kid is not looking too good. His head is bleeding, and his arm has a bad burn that is welting badly. His legs are gashed up too, my guess his that he won't have much longer to live. I knew this before I came out here, the magnitude of the blast; I knew he didn't have a snowballs chance in hell of making it.
Then, why, why am I still out here? Hope? No…can't be.
"I don't know. All I know is that they will probably contact us soon and we need to get Shin to a hospital." My eyes narrow. There is only one reason why they would contact us…is if we have something they want, or they have something we want. I clutch my fist as I float over to Jet, but he gruffly refuses my help. I roll my eyes dryly, and float to the wreck. The cruiser is in bad shape, not flyable, but, the ship's hard-disc is in one piece. I pull it out, noticing the tracking locater is blinking though a cracked glass lid.
"Well Shin, it looks like you did something right." I flip up the lid and remove the tracking device…this only means one thing. Faye's ship is gone, Shin's wreck, the tracking locator, one of the syndicates has Faye. I grimace; how could I have let this happen?
I bet I have been asleep for a fucking week, since Shin was in good condition and he was shot up too. Damnit, I knew things weren't over, but I never expected Julia to pull something like this! Julia is out for blood, mine, she is using Faye as some sort of plan. I float back into the hangar and remove the suit; Jet is treating Shin wounds in the hangar bay.
"I don't suppose you care if he lives or not, do you?" He booms up at me, his hands full of bandages, and Shins blood. I look at him seriously, my mouth straight as an arrow.
"Where are we?" I ask. His eyes widen in disbelief that I didn't answer his question. There was no need to answer his question, because, I do not know the answer. Or, that I don't really want to admit myself the answer yet.
"Orbiting Venus, why?!" He tells me, wrapping Shin's head wound with hasty precision. The syndicate followed us out to Venus, the Red Dragons have a restricted port on Venus and they do business with the old mafias on Venus as well. I have always hated the people in the Syndicate, perhaps even the Syndicate my father took such pride in to build as well, but I have never hated the Syndicate as much as I do now.
"If you care if he lives or not, fly this piece of shit Venus, or he wont live to see another sunset." Shin is lucky we aren't orbiting Earth or something, or he'd be dead. There is a special clinic on Venus that owes me a favor. I walk back with my hard disc and my tracking locator; I will need a computer to plug this into for it to work.
"You know a cheap hospital on Venus?" I turn around, my silver hair reflecting harshly at him; we will need Shin to get back Faye. We need as many people we can get.
"I know of a place…for free. You can't enter, however. If you want Shin to live; I'll have to take him in." I narrow my eyes to remember the last time a cop went in there, he didn't came back out in one piece. I stop for a moment and look at Jet's futile attempt of tending to the burn.
"Stop bandaging his burn, it's the internal bleeding that is killing him." I turn stoically back, No one knows that if I had the right equipment I could, if I so desired, fully heal someone. Fighting on Titan taught me to save and take lives.
"Fine…wait I get it, it's a Syndicate clinic! You have them on planets too?! I don't understand syndicates." He concluded, still trying to contain Shin's bleeding. He should understand Syndicates, I understand the ISSP. The ISSP is a just a hood-ornament for the zip-craft of Mars. Mars thinks it can balance the malevolence of the Syndicates with its ISSP. When, ironically, the ISSP is just as corrupt as the Syndicates. Peirrot le fou is a great example. The syndicates wouldn't experiment or be so devious as to do something like that to a man. The Syndicates are just more upfront with their iniquity than the ISSP.
Perhaps that is why Jet is an ex-cop. He didn't like the fact that the ISSP is corrupt. He couldn't play the game. I grimace inwardly, in all reality, neither could Spike or me.
"If you didn't understand the ISSP, then you wouldn't understand the Syndicates. And if you think that the ISSP will get back Faye you are wrong. Leave this one to me." I begin down the corridor, but before my injured body could react, he thows me up against the wall of the hangar with his metal hand tight on my neck. I look icily down at him.
"And like hell I'll leave this to you! I don't even trust you! You son of a bitch!" His gray eyes are afire with hatred. I scoff mentally, he has no reason not to trust me; He just doesn't like me. I take in a couple breaths and respond before he crushes my windpipe.
"I have been nothing but honest and upfront with you." He puts me down and my failing legs kneel into a crumple under me; I hate being hurt. I carefully stand up, Jet is watching me cautiously. Even if I wanted to hurt him, it'd be difficult to now, my hand brushes up against my empty katana hilt.
"Go find a computer; I'll set us down on Venus." The sooner we heal Shin, the sooner I can get Faye. She will pay this time, the sneaky bitch, a fire sparks inside me. I clench my fist, and they knew I'd be still hurt. They took the only person I believe in this world, and I'm not going to let them keep her. She might be the only woman I trul—
"Wha? You don't know how to fly my ship, no one flies my ship!" He barks, breaking my train of thought, apparently he is very attached to his ship.
"I thought I was possessive." I hiss lowly "Fine I'll go get the computer. Set us down in the city of Pageant." I walk down the hall right as the ship corrects itself and proceeds for permission to dock; I bump into the little….girl?
"Let me see that computer so I can process thi—" The girl, surrounded by the dog and Princess, puts the disc into her computer and scans it. She is a hacker, she will come in handy. Princess trots around to my side and pricks her ear up, happy for some reason.
"Hmm…Tomato says the last entry made by Shin was a scan of the enemy ship…does this look familiar Silver-person?" I ignore the name calling…again…and look at the code of the ship. Just as I thought, EZC-1760, an elite zip-craft of the Red Dragons, only the Red Dragon's codes have four numbers.
"Thanks, now put this in ther—" Her fingers barely touched the tracking device when a communications window popped up without command. A woman centered perfectly in the screen, frowned as her blond hair fell over her shoulders.
"Julia…." I spit, the bitch, she has the audacity to do this! Julia better not harm Faye. Princess, at my side, growls feral. Her one ear is now cemented to her head. Julia will pay for what she has done, I am through avoiding her as a memory.
(POV change)
"Vicious, I don't even get a hello? The nicer you are; the better off Faye is." Julia sweeps smoothly with her sickeningly smooth voice. How dare she use me like this. I am so stupid for not paying closer attention in that battle! But that doesn't matter, Vicious is ok.
"What do you want Julia?" He quips, I can barely see his pissed off face in the monitor, man they are going to get it when he decides to bust some heads. I struggle against the hold of this man with a long dark ponytail, but I cant get free. Then I notice it, Vicious' katana, it's next to the man.
"Vicious, I want you to suffer. Daemon." She icily motions with her snow white hand. I am pushed in front of the monitor; a smile appears on my tired lips, but not for long. Before I could actually enjoy seeing Vicious, alive and well, and who I love so much, a blade is pressed to my throat, it's Vicious' katana.
"If you harm her Julia, I'll have to problem chopping your body into bits." My eyes widen as I notice that Vicious means it. His usually calm gray eyes are fiery again, like when Vincent came, but they have a seriousness to them that makes it all the more menacing.
"Like Spike's body? You will be having a hard time of chopping without your katana." Julia smirks and Daemon apathetically brings the katana closer to my neck, drawing a bead of blood. I kick at her with my leg, but miss. She smirks slightly and almost laughs.
"Vicious, I'm fine. She is just trying to make you do something stupid!" I yell at him, my tangled violet hair framing my furious face. How dare she want to kill Vicious out of revenge for Spike… It's her fault too! If she hadn't cheated on Vicious, then this wouldn't have happened! Vicious wouldn't have turned so sadistic; he would have stayed himself!
"Faye, I know Julia, she is uncreative and deranged." Vicious almost rolls his eyes. I crack a short lived smile that doesn't make it to my eyes. I know that Vicious isn't stupid, but if this guy Daemon is the Red Dragon leader; then he is up against two Syndicates. My heart sinks, I won't let Vicious sacrifice himself just because I screwed up.
"Uncreative? Really, because that's not what you said when we were dating." Her thin, ruby lips grin as I feel a fire erupt in me like a volcano. She did not just bring up Vicious and she dating! I writhe my body towards the snake, seething, trying to land in a kick.
"You stupid bitch! You can't get revenge on Vicious for Spike's death that you played a part in!" She whips around, her flat gold hair spins and her small hand slaps me hard on my face, my cheek stings mildly. I constrict my emerald eyes as Daemon behind me looks on in disinterest. If he weren't holding me I'd beat the shit out of her.
"Julia you are wearing on my last nerve! Touch her again an—" Julia unfortunately cuts off Vicious shouting. Vicious rarely shouts, unless I'm pissing him off.
"Or what Vicious? I beat you. I'm holding all the cards. I have your whore Faye, I have my own Syndicate, plus the Red Dragon Syndicate that your own father helped build, even this stupid katana. You have nothing, except Spike's old burned out cop friend. Even Shin…yes poor Shin, is dead." My heart drops, Shin is dead. Is he really? I remember, his zipcraft was on fire and was spinning out of control. Without Shin, not only do Jet and Vicious have less of a chance of surviving, but I lost someone I cared about to Julia!
"Julia you'll pay for Shin! I swear if it's the last thing I do I'll break your fucking neck!" I scream, she killed Shin, I can't believe it, my disciplined eyes are holding back tears…Shin was my friend, yeah sure he screwed up, but so does Jet and I. I loved Shin like a brother, he was nice to be around, he didn't call me shrew, and he was always there.
"Julia…how…naïve. If you think that I am not capable of defeating your Syndicate plus the Red Dragons, you have underestimated my abilities and cunning. I will not be defeated in this battle Julia, just wait and see." Vicious is hiding something. He has a plan! I knew he had one, I just hope it is better than Julia's plans are.
"Oh, what makes you so confident Vicious? Have an army? Oh…think the ISSP will help? Or do you have some sort of superhuman powers? Tell me, what makes you so arrogant?" She pauses for effect, how dramatic; you think this is some sort of soap opera. "You have three days Vicious, starting tomorrow to come here, or I'll kill her."
"I have something that you desperately lack, honor and integrity." I see a glimpse of Princess having some sort of doggy fit, which made Vicious' little one liner seem comical, the opposite intention I knew he wanted. In spite of how hilarious it is seeing a dog flip through the air barking and chasing her tail, I'm in no mood for laughing, my world, at this very moment, is crashing down around me…
Yet I have to let Vicious know something, something that has been pounding in my chest for hours. I might never see him again, so...he at least has to know one thing. I cleared my throat, Vicious can't do this alone, so I will help in everyway I can.
"Vicious Inverno, I love you! Dammit, don't you forget it, I don't say that everyday!" I yelled as loud and as confidently as I could at his image in the monitor, my eyes are filling with a renewed strength. After all this, I finally admitted it. I glared over to Julia, I don't care how just her cause might be, Spike is sadly dead, nothing will change that. And I love Vicious and nothing will ever change that. I don't care what she thinks of the event two years and ten months ago; I will not let her kill Vicious for something that she had a hand in herself!
Julia's dank blue eyes narrow the least bit at me, I glare right back at her, Vicious' katana is still against my throat, but Daemon seems like he could care less. He is odd; I wonder why he is even helping out Julia in the first place.
"Well Vicious looks like your who–" Julia started, but stopped as she notices Vicious facial expression. He is smiling faintly; he almost seemed surprised. His once gray eyes are as silver as his hair, the exact color! Both his hair and his eyes shine iridescently as if he has been reborn. Does he feel the same about me? Damn I didn't even think about that before I said I loved him! Stupid Faye, stupid Faye...why would he feel the same?
"I'll be there in the allotted time, Julia. Make sure you are ready when it is time for me to kill you." His silver eyes flash over to me and I glance up my emerald eyes gleaming as he whispers a phrase I almost didn't catch. "Ti amo anche." His lips roll over the words as if testing them out after a long time, then the monitor goes blank.
Ti amo anche...that's...Italian! I didn't know he knew Italian! Ti amo anche means…my heart does a backflip. I feel I'm weightless and nothing could pull me down. Ti amo anche means, I love you too! Everything should've been perfect when he said those words, not over an internet conversation after the notice of Shin's death! I frown.
"What did he say?!" Julia snapped. I felt the katana being taken away from my throat, but I know that trying to escape will only lead to certain death. At least, escaping right now... I continue to ignore Julia's questions as my eyes land on the icy demeanor of Daemon. Something is not adding up...If he was on Titan with Vicious, why doesn't Daemon have resentment towards Vicious? Though, I'm in such a conflicted mood I don't think further.
"I will not ask you again, Vicious' whore, what did he say?!" I clench my fist secretly, the guards surrounding the room armed with nasty looking guns, prevent me from swinging my clenched fist at her jaw. Instead I look at her, with faux innocent eyes.
"I don't know, I thought he was talking to Daemon..." I turn to him, Daemon's dark eyes narrow to Julia reluctantly. Julia moves silently and removes from her black dress a small gun. I look the other way, trying to come up with a good escape plan to help Vicious
"What happened on Titan between you and Vicious? You have not told me." Her sickening velvety voice creeps past me like a miasma. He rolls his eyes, and touches his Red Dragon emblem. I bet he was there ten months ago when I was separated from Vicious. Vicious…please…don't be stupid like Spike…
"Julia just because I am doing you a favor does not mean you can pry. If you think for a moment that I give a rats shit about you and your pathetic love revenge scheme, you are delusional. I came here for business and I leave here for business." He turns and walks away, sheathing Vicious' katana in a new sheathe while leaving. I smirk, Julia is slack-jawed that someone had the audacity to say that to her.
-Forever-
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Well, this chapter was a little longer than the rest because I had to cover a whole bunch of stuff. I hope you are not too confused at this point, if you have questions just review and tell me and ill answer them as best I can.
And don't worry…there will be some other characters who make a second appearance….XD I'm not telling who they are though.
I hope you liked this chapter! Please review and tell me what you think!
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