Disclaimer: See prologue.
All in the Name of Love
Chapter II: Part 2
"Your bounty hun'n days are over Outlaw." Travis Tanner, the most wanted man in the sector said, grinning ear to ear.
Gene held his hands out in front of himself. "Alright, now before we start getting nasty with you folks I'd suggest that anyone here that doesn't have a bounty on their head should leave now or run the risk of ending up dead."
Gene paused and looked from one end of the bar to the other.
"No, no one, okay well don't go crying to your mommy when you're dead."
With that Gene drew his double barreled snubbed-nosed shotgun and his semi-auto pistol. A barrage of bullets came his way before he fired once but his light shield deflected most of them. One bullet brushed past his left shoulder while another winged him in the thigh. The criminals Gene fired at weren't so lucky; Gene took out the two closest to him with the shotgun and five shots from the semi-auto found their marks as well. Gene used the sixth bullet to shot out the leg of the large round table closest to him to use for cover.
Suzuka's light shield did much the same for her while her bokutou deflected five others before she sent a shockwave slicing through the crowd of criminals, killing eleven. She dashed through the crowd slicing with such speed and accuracy that nineteen more died before they even hit the floor. Reaching the wall at the far end of the tavern, Suzuka rocketed back towards the bar, dismembering a dozen more. She took cover behind the bar just for a moment to get her bearings and catch her breath.
Aisha bared her claws and made her hands like daggers as she darted between the tables, her aim was uncanny, slashing at the throats of her adversaries. Blood spattered everywhere; her hands and her arms were covered in blood by the time she killed her 20th "asshole".
Gene continued firing, taking out seven more as he pulled out a grenade. Checking to make sure neither Suzuka nor Aisha were anywhere near his intended target, he pulled the pin and tossed it then holstered his pistol, pulled out his caster, loaded it with his last number 3 shell, he pulled the trigger. The force of the explosion from the grenade slammed the table hard into his back.
"RRR!" He spun around and aimed his caster. As the smoke from the blast cleared he could make out the dim glow from what he estimated were three light shields. "Let's see how strong your shields are!" He screamed. The blast from the caster took out 20, including the three with the light shields, and those who were left could hardly stand.
The blast distracted most of Suzuka's prey long enough for her to send two shockwaves in succession. Ten went down with the first, six more went down with the second. Only one man remained standing, protected by a light shield. The assassin charged at the criminal who tossed his empty pistol to the ground and pulled out a pair of foot-long daggers as he charged at her. They crossed blades six times before Suzuka sliced off the man's right hand then spun and opened a canyon across his chest, shattering his ribs, puncturing both lungs and opening up his heart. Suzuka moved quickly to the side to avoid the spray of blood that shot out from the open cavity.
Aisha took special pleasure in killing off the last 14 criminals in her section of the tavern. She rushed up to them, one at a time, and sunk her fingers into the side of their heads penetrating their skull then she snapped their heads around, breaking their necks instantly and tearing off half their face. When Aisha rushed one particular criminal he stumbled back and dropped the gun in his right hand. Dropping to his knees, he began pleaded for his life.
"Please, don't kill me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, really I am. Please don't kill me."
Aisha looked around quickly to make sure it wasn't a trap. After realizing no one else was standing she walked up to this criminal and placed her hand on top of his head.
"Why should I spare your life?" She growled.
"Auu, be…because if not, I might do this." His eyes went from pleading to psychotic in an instant. He quickly pulled out another pistol he had hidden behind his back with his left hand and brought it up intending to aim it point blank at Aisha's heart. As her eye caught sight of the gun Aisha instantly squeezed down with the hand on her victim's head. His skull caved in as if Aisha were crushing a Styrofoam cup. Her hand made contact with his brain as she continued to squeeze. A small explosion of gray matter shot out of his head. The criminal convulsed for an instant. A bullet shot out of the gun in his hand and harmlessly struck the floor between her feet then he collapsed.
Three more shots rang out behind Aisha. She turned around to see three criminals fall, the result of Gene's marksmanship. Suzuka pulled out her watch.
"Just over a minute."
"Not a bad day's work. Wouldn't you agree?" Gene asked giving her the thumbs up.
"Not entirely disappointing I suppose."
"Speak for yourself!"
Gene and Suzuka turned towards Aisha.
"Look at me." She held up her blood soaked hands. "I'll never get all these blood stains out of my clothes, not to mention the smell from my hands."
"Well, no one told you not to use your whip."
Aisha snarled at Gene. "Where's the bathroom in this place?"
"I don't know." Gene said after looking left and right. Suzuka took a look behind the bar. "He is not back here."
Gene raised his hands to his mouth and forming a megaphone out of them, yelled. "Hey! Bartender! All's clear, you can come out now!"
A door that was a few steps from the end of the bar opened slowly. The bartender poked his head out, scanning the damage done to the tavern.
"Is it safe?"
"Yes, it is safe to come out now." Suzuka assured him. "By the way, where are your facilities?"
"Oh, ah behind the stairs there, over in the back."
Suzuka turned to Aisha to confirm she heard his directions. Aisha was already bounding over dead bodies and broken tables and chairs, heading in that direction.
Suzuka turned her attention back to the barkeep. "Would you be so kind as to contact the marshal for us?"
"Oh, yeah, sure." He headed down the length of the bar until he got to the video phone where he quickly dialed the marshal's number.
"You know, the owner of this place isn't gonna be happy."
"Don't worry, we'll cover the cost of any damages to his tavern."
"That's not it, this place got trashed on a regular basis, at least it did. What he's gonna be mad 'bout is that you killed off more than half his regulars."
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AN: Sorry to take so long to post. I hope the wait was worth it. ^_^
Thanks for your comments of support. They really meant a lot to me.
A. Amishi
PS: Just 5 more days till ACEN'03!!!!! ^_____^