(drum rumble) Finally, here it is! Chapter 11!
Note: More mistakes can be possible in this chapter cause I'm not using microsoft word, I'm writting this chapter unlawfully (more details next chapter on this)
Chapter 11: Calm after the storm (this title sucks, I know)
"WHAT!? YOU IDIOT! HOW COULD YOU LET THEM ALL ESCAPE?!", asked Cassandra with an enraged tone.
"That's not my fault! The only reason why they were able to flee so easily is because of those incompetent guards you have. I trusted them and they all failed the request I asked them", retorted Jeffrey.
"You should already know that the only guards you can trust in this company are my bodyguards! The normal guards are such fools…not surprising after all, they're all men", replied Cassandra.
"Are you only enrolling incompetent men and very competent woman only to be able to say this stupid sentence of yours?", asked Jeffrey arrogantly.
"You little insolent…Listen to me. If you want to have promising future to Datadyne corp. you'd better be more polite with your superior. I had competent men guard before, but they made a revolt because of one fool, that I quickly eliminated. Since that day, the elite guards are very rare", answered Cassandra.
"I wonder why the employees checking the camera didn't notice anything. A lot of people came in and out of the building, but we never heard any comments from them", commented Jeffrey.
"Go see them and take personally care of them, I'm too busy and tired to do it by myself", ordered Cassandra.
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Inside the camera room.
Jeffrey abruptly opened the door from the camera room. He was scandalized by what he saw. The three employees who were supposed to check what's happening on the camera were peacefully sleeping. One of them was sleeping the face in a porno magazine. Jeffrey, that hadn't exploded yet, could see that the camera wasn't working anymore. He just sighed and looked at them sleep…
"AHEM!!!!"
The three suddenly woke up and looked at Jeffrey with a horrified gaze. Jeffrey's right eye narrowed.
"No! Wait! It's not what you're thinking Mr Wallace! Please, let us explain", begged one of the employee.
"…"
"Mr Wallace?"
"you…"
The three employees swallowed and looked at Jeffrey like it was death that had smiled to them.
"YOU FU(interruption of the scene)
The extreme violence of Jeffrey's words and acts contained in this part must absolutely be censored because the author doesn't want to take the risk to see her (cough) incredible story be removed from this website. Please stand by during this musical break, thank you.
(music from elevator playing)
Jeffrey closed the door behind him. Even if he was covered with blood, he looked very calm. The guard that was supposed to guard the door of the camera room looked at him with a frightened look.
"I have a small advice for you. Never dare to open this door and you won't die", calmly said Jeffrey as he left the area.
The guard looked at the door with a puzzled look. He realized that he could see puddle of blood leak from the bottom of the door.
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"Joanna, Jonathan. Sorry to disturb you but I absolutely need to do a check up on your state" Sarah said with a worried look.
"It's alright, we don't have any injuries that can be really dangerous for us", answered Jonathan.
"I'm not sure of that, let me take a look at your arm", replied Sarah with the same worried tone.
"It's true! Jon, you had been shot when you were climbing the ladder", commented Joanna.
"Well…I wasn't thinking about that either… I don't really feel pain", responded Jonathan as he showed his arm to Sarah.
"Is it painful when I touch?", asked Sarah.
"No…not really", answered Jonathan.
"Shit…I hope this isn't what I'm thinking about", commented Sarah with a strained tone.
She took an injection from her first aid kit. Jonathan looked at the injection insecurely.
"What are you going to do with…that?", asked Jon.
"I must remove this bullet the quickest I can", answered Sarah as she was flicking the syringe.
"…Is that really necessary?", asked Jon as he was looking at the shot disdainfully.
"If I don't remove this bullet right now, maybe that you'll suffer 100 times more than now", replied Sarah with a concentrated tone.
Jonathan looked at the 'terrible' injection approach his arm with a worried gaze.
"Maybe that it'll hurt a bit", commented Sarah.
"OUCH! Hurt a bit you said?", asked Jonathan with a mix of sarcasm and anger.
Then Sarah took out a pair of quite scary pointed peg. She tried to remove the bullet.
"CRAP WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!? IT HURTS!!!!" exclaimed Jonathan.
Sarah took another syringe, bigger this time. Jonathan grew white as he saw another bigger injection coming.
"Why are you holding such a big syringe?! You wanna kill me or what!?", asked Jon with a panicked tone.
"You told me you were feeling pain so I need to do another local anaesthesia", replied Sarah.
"Why can't you just use the same size you used for the first anaesthesia", asked Jonathan
"Jonathan…would you like to help me and make this job 2 times easier", asked Sarah with a slight smile.
"…What can I do?", questioned Jon with an unsure gaze.
"Just SHUT UP!"
Joanna and Jonathan exchanged glances. Since when Sarah loose her temper? And was doing mistakes in her job? Jonathan clenched when Sarah used the syringe.
"Huh…Sarah? Is there something wrong?", asked Joanna.
"…"
"When was the last time you went on vacation?", questioned Joanna.
"I don't need vacation. I only have to take care of the people from the CI, it's not that much", answered Sarah as she took her peg.
"Then why do you seem so…braced?", asked Joanna.
Sarah abruptly drove the peg in Jonathan's arm. This time he didn't felt anything but he clearly saw blood spatter on Sarah's white pinafore. This made him tense even more.
"No offense Jonathan but I don't understand why we have two psychopaths with us", commented Sarah as she tried to pull out the bullet.
Jonathan suddenly froze. He completely forgot about it. Samantha already tried to kill Sarah and almost succeeded. Jon couldn't do anything but feel guilty.
"I…I didn't have any other choices. He was the one to save me so I had to help him", replied Jonathan as he looked at the floor.
"And you helped him to save…her…Wasn't she supposed to be dead?"
"She didn't died but she has permanent damage to her brain. I think that she's supposed to be like a child. Cassandra wanted to find a way to make her regain all her intelligence but Herbert wanted to stop her. He didn't wanted her to become like she was before so I helped him", explained Jonathan.
Sarah was finally able to pull out the bullet. Then she looked at Jonathan with a surprised look.
"This…Herbert is very strange…", commented Sarah as she examined the bullet.
"Yeah, I agree. He really is" replied Jonathan.
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Jeffrey entered in Cassandra's office. She looked at him with a disgusted gaze.
"What the… Did you ate crude meat as you were leading to my office?", asked Cassandra.
"Those people were such a bunch of incompetent! I personally took care of them", answered Jeffrey.
"I see…it's probably the first clever thing you do today", commented Cassandra.
"Nope, you're wrong. That's the second clever thing I made today", replied Jeffrey with a smirk.
"What's the first one then?", asked Cassandra.
Jeffrey approached her desk and whispered something. Cassandra too smirked as she heard what he told her.
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"OH…oh shit"
"What's wrong Sarah?", asked Joanna worriedly.
"It's not an ordinary bullet. Jon, we'll need to take a sample from your blood", Sarah said with a worried tone.
"Erm…I don't wanna make you panic, but I'm bleeding quite a lot since you removed the bullet", commented Jonathan with a pale face.
"Oh damn. Why am I forgetting all those basic things? We'll make stop the bleeding and after I'll put stitches in this injury", said Sarah to herself.
"Can I do something to help?", asked Joanna.
"Take bandage in my kit, put it on Jon's injury and press hard. As you're doing this, I'll take the blood sample", Sarah said as she took a third syringe, but empty this time.
"Wha…you'll take a sample of blood…now? I'm already not feeling very well, shouldn't we wait?", asked Jonathan.
"No, I must analyze the blood the soonest as possible. The bullet like you had in your arm is empty in the middle because there was an unknown substance in it before. You have something in your blood and I must discover what it is before it makes too much damage", answered Sarah.
"Damn…not again", whispered Jonathan.
"I don't think that it will be as serious as the last time someone injected you an unknown substance. Honestly, I don't think that you can caught anything worse than that", replied Sarah as she began to take some of his blood with the syringe
"But…Are you really sure you cannot wait? I'm loosin a lot of blood right now and I'm not sure I'll stay awake for long…", commented Jon.
"We don't have any other choices. Some poisonous substance can do damage very quickly. Loosing consciousness is not extremely serious, your body is able to make new blood", replied Sarah.
"Loosin conscious isn't serious? Good…", Jonathan said as he fell on the floor.
"Jon! What are we going to do?!", asked Joanna with a panicked tone.
"Nothing to worry right now. He was very tired so it didn't take him much to fall unconscious. Just put a pillow under his head and continue to press on his injury", answered Sarah.
When will you have the result of the analyze", asked Joanna worriedly.
"As soon as possible. After I'll be finished with this, would you like to have an appointment?", asked Sarah.
"Yes…I think that it's necessary in my case", answered Joanna with a pained tone.
"I'll have time for you tomorrow", replied Sarah with a worried look.
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Jonathan woke up, in the bed he shared with Joanna in Elvis' ship. Joanna wasn't there but someone suddenly entered the room.
"Oh! Hi Jon!", said Elvis with an envelope in hands.
"Hi Elvis" replied Jonathan with a sleepy tone.
"Are you feeling better than yesterday?" asked Elvis.
"Yeah…I'm fine" answered Jon.
"Joanna wanted to give this to you" said Elvis as he gave Jon the envelope.
"Thanks Elvis" replied Jon as he opened the envelope.
Hi Jonathan
Hope that you're feeling better. Sarah didn't find anything unusual in your
blood but that doesn't mean you shouldn't be careful. She wanted me to tell
you that if you feel any suspicious symptoms that you should contact her the
quickest as possible. I needed to go with Sarah to her apartment this
morning so she can check if something's wrong with me. I want to be sure
I didn't caught any crap from those fucking and perverted guards. I just
hope this isn't the case. Ma parents (Becky more accurately) wanted to
thank you for the good intention you had when you learned that I was
kidnapped. They (she) told me that if you want to stay with me to their home,
they'll be happy to greet you. They left this morning to go to the city centre
of London so we'll have peace until tomorrow afternoon. If you don't know
what I mean…Did you already forget what you promised to me: a dinner
specially made by you? I don't think that the ship of Elvis would be a good
idea to do this, there's too much spies (I talk about Elvis) It's too risky to stay
near him since Nathaniel explained him too much things about humans.
(It seems that Elvis is fascinated by humans's relationship).
I'm looking forward to see you awake and cooking…
Joanna
Jonathan looked at Elvis strangely before getting up and taking his baggage.
"What? Is there something wrong?" asked Elvis.
"Errm, no…nothing special…", answered Jonathan.
"Joanna told me before she left that you'll leave the ship too, is it true?", asked Elvis.
"Yep, I'm going to live, to my great misfortune, at the home of her parents", answered Jonathan.
"At least now you can go everywhere you want without being in trouble", replied Elvis.
"Yeah…And you Elvis, what are you planning to do now?", asked Jonathan.
"I'm going to return to my own planet for a while, I want to see my daughter", answered Elvis.
"Daughter?"
"Yes, who do you think Joanna is?", asked Elvis.
"Joanna? Oh, you mean Joanna the maian. I didn't know that she's you're daughter. How hold is she?", asked Jonathan.
"In human year, she's 46", answered Elvis.
"WHAT!? 46! You mean that this little child is 18 years older than me?!", asked Jonathan.
"Yes, she's truly older than you. Us maian are living at least 500 years but growth is slower than human growth. A maian is considered to be an adult at 100 years old", explained Elvis.
"And I thought that humans had long lives…" commented Jonathan.
"Well at least your lives are longer than the Skedar. Reaching 50 years old for a Skedar would be almost impossible, except for the King and the Queen that are tougher than normal Skedars. But it's true, humans have short lives. This is why you shouldn't waste any seconds of your short life and quickly make your baggage" replied Elvis
"Oh, yeah right"
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Jonathan entered the house (full of cameras) of Becky and James. Then it happened. Jonathan panicked.
"OH SHIT! I'M SUPPOSED TO DO DINNER FOR JOANNA! AND DON'T EVEN NOW WHAT RECIPEES I SHOULD DO! AND WHAT RECIPEES CAN I DO, I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANY!?!", exclaimed Jonathan.
Jonathan phoned Nathaniel. Maybe that he was less ignorant than him to cook.
"Hello"
"Nathaniel! I need help! I'm supposed to do dinner for Joanna but I'm not able to cook anything!" exclaimed Jonathan.
"Hum…Do you think you can count of me? I'm not better than you Jon. You should try to call a mother…they're always good to cook", suggested Nathaniel.
"A mother? Like Suzan?" asked Jonathan.
"Well…if you can bear her more than 30 seconds, yes. But I firmly recommend you someone else than Suzan", answered Nathaniel.
"Why?"
"Why? Because she always want to kill everyone every five minutes. It's like she was in her period all year long! If you wanna stay alive, I don't recommend you Suzan. You should maybe ask to Joanna's mother, she looks less unbearable" answered Nathaniel.
"She isn't here today. And I don't know any other mother", replied Jonathan.
"Well…if you wear a body armor and a helmet… I guess that Suzan could help without any risks", responded Nathaniel.
"Ok then…I'll call Suzan", replied Jonathan with a sigh.
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"So you need help for cooking? Where's Velvet anyway?" asked Suzan.
"I really don't know…Maybe that she went with Joanna", answered Jonathan.
"Went with Joanna where?" asked Suzan.
" She had an appointment with Sarah", answered Jonathan.
"Ah…I see… I brought my cooking book with me", Suzan said with a grin.
"So…are you that good for cooking?", asked Jonathan.
"Of course I am!" exclaimed Suzan
Flashback to Suzan's room that she shares with Siegfried.
"Wanna taste my cookies?", asked Suzan.
"Yeah…I'll take one", answered Siegfried as he took a cookie.
"Be honest, I wanna know if they're really good", replied Suzan.
Siegfried took a bite in the cookie and instantly spit it out.
"Arr… They taste like shit!", exclaimed Siegfried.
"You…BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU" shouted Suzan as she threw one of her cookie on Siegfried.
End of flashback
"…Suzan?"
"Yeah! I'm an expert!", exclaimed Suzan.
"So…where should we begin?" asked Jonathan.
"At…Do you know what Joanna likes?" asked Suzan.
"Huuuum……"
"You stupid! You don't even know what's the favorite meal of your girlfriend!?"
"I'm not sure…I never heard her say that she hated or liked any kind of food", answered Jonathan.
" Well…we'll do like she likes everything"
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"Hum...Suzan?"
"Yes?"
"What exactly are you doing?", asked Jonathan with a puzzled tone.
"For a good and successful dinner, you need a starter, a meal and a dessert. I'm presently doing a cake if you haven't noticed" replied Suzan.
"Then why are you holding a cup salt? All the cakes I ate were sweet...not salted" retorted Jonathan.
Suzan looked at the cup she was holding and noticed that it was filled with salt instead of sugar.
"Ah shit! I almost done a big mistake!"
"Are you sure that I shouldn't try to do it by myself?" asked Jonathan with an unsure tone.
"Of course not you stupid! Try finding something in the book for the meal or the starter. I'm able to do this by myself", retorted Suzan.
"Honestly, it doesn't look like you're able to" commented Jonathan.
"You little...How dare you to insult my way to cook!?"
"What do you want me to say? Congratulation, you made a salty chocolate cake!", exclaimed Jonathan with a sarcastic tone.
"You're gonna regret those words" Suzan said as he narrowed her eyes.
"Regret my words? Oh, are you gonna throw me some poisonous recipee you made?" asked Jonathan with a grin.
"This is exaclty what I plan to do" answered Suzan as she threw him the 'salty cake' in the face.
"What have you done you stupid? I'm all dirty with your chocolate cake!"
"This is what you get when you insult me"replied Suzan with a grin.
Jonathan licked the cake he had on his lips and instantly sneered.
"Eww, it really taste like crap!" exclaimed Jonathan.
"What!? But I didn't put the salt in it! How could it taste like crap?"
"I don't know. The only thing I know is that I won't ask advices to Nathaniel anymore" commented Jonathan.
"I'm sure you didn't taste it properly. Let me give you the rest of it" retorted Suzan as she emptied the bowl on Jonathan.
" You...bitch" whispered Jonathan as he took the flour and threw it on Suzan.
As they were fighting, they didn't heard footsteps aproach the kitchen.
"Jonathan?"
"Wha...JOANNA?! What are you doing here?!" asked Jonathan.
"Well...I'm back from the appointment that I had with Sarah...What exaclty are you doing with Suzan and what looks like chocolate in the face?" asked Joanna with a suspicious tone.
"I...well...."
"He asked me help because he's too thick to cook by himself. I tried to do a chocolate cake to help him but this idiot told me it tasted like crap" answered Suzan.
"I thought that Jonathan was supposed to cook ALONE. You cheater..."
"What do you wanted me to do! I was alone! I didn't even have a cooking book" replied Jonathan.
"You're so stupid sometimes... You didn't go in the guest room aren't you?" asked Joanna.
"No...I just put my things in the entrance" answered Jonathan.
"I let 2 cooking books on the bed because I knew you would need some" responded Joanna.
"..."
"HAHAHA! Who's the one that looks stupid now!" exclaimed Suzan.
"What's the point of saying this? I was the one since Joanna arrived that looked the most stupid of the three" replied Jonathan.
"But now you look even more like a moron than before!" retorted Suzan.
"I apologize for the trouble you gave yourself Suzan but Jon won't need your help. He'll do it by himself" Joanna said with a smile.
"It's alright...I had nothing to do to my room except for throwing cookies to Siggy" answered Suzan.
" Well now you can leave...and Jon...go remove all this chocolate from your face, hair and clothes. As you're doing this...I'll choose what you'll do for me" Joanna said with a grin.
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Jon was in the bathroom washing his face. He looked at himself in the mirror and noticed the camera in the corner of the room.
"Damn James with his stupid camera" murmured Jonathan.
Then he looked at the shower. It looked like it was very expensive...Jon looked at it for a few seconds. Then he noticed...an extremely small (and quite expensive) camera concealed on the top of the door of the shower.
"Shit...there's more than one camera in the bathroom...Well I guess that James put it there after he realized that I saw the first one" said Jonathan to himself.
"No you stupid. I'm here since the first time you came. And yes, I saw you pee" retorted the camera.
"What the..."
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"Dessert and starter aren't necessary. I just want you to make dinner"
"Are you sure? The trial begins to be easy" commented Jonathan with a grin.
"I'm not sure of that..."
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BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! JUST KIDDING!!!!!!!! YOU WERE SCARED AREN'T YA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Some people throw tomatoes at the author) Okay! Let's return to the story.
-Dinner time- (the author is panicking cause she doesn't know what to write for dinner time)
"Jonathan. You're sure you don't want help?" asked Joanna who tried to hide her grin.
"I don't need any help. I just need concentration" answered Jonathan.
"But Jon! They're only steaks! Don't tell me you're gonna watch them until they'll be done!"
"Why not. If I do so, I'll be sure they won't be burned" replied Jonathan.
"...Do like you want...But why don't you turn them ...they'll be burned on one side and crude on the other side" commented Joanna.
"Oh...maybe that I should" replied Jonathan as he tried to turn them.
"Jon...Did you ever made steaks in your life?" asked Joanna.
"Hum, not often" answered Jonathan.
"I didn't know that you were that bad to cook...be lucky that I didn't asked you to do anything complicated" commented Joanna.
"I feel stupid...I just wish I was able to cook properly" Jonathan said, the eyes fixed on the steak.
"That's not important Jon...All I wanted tonight was to be with you" replied Joanna with a slight smile.
Then Jonathan removed his gaze from the steaks and looked at Joanna. They stared at each other for a few seconds before their lips met. Jonathan let fall his spoonbill and recklessly put on of his hand on the pan. The kiss quickly broke
"AAAAAAAAAARRG! DAMN! MY HAND IS BURNING!!!!", shouted Jonathan as he removed his hands from the pan.
End of chapter 11
...Honeslty, I don't know what to think of this chapter. I'm sorry for the people who were waiting to see Jonathan cooks and probably expected (like me) this chapter to be less serious cause I don't think there's something really funny in this chapter... I really had a big (the biggest 4 this story) lack of inspiration for this chapter and I improvised from the beginning to the end. This chapter took an eternity to be ready and I consider that it's a bit deceiving but next chapter will be very different from this one. The lack of inspiration really slacken the writting of this chapter but you know what? I had a lot of ideas for next chapter so it will probably take a really shorter amount of time for next chapter to be done. Now I have a question for you. Which story would you like me to update first? If you don't mind...well...you don't have to say anything but if you absolutely want to see this story be updated first, I don't mind at all. I would really like to make all the personal answers like usual but it's 2 am and I hit too much times my head on the computer desk to find idea to be able to answer everyone properly. Well thanks to Peachrocks, Esteban T. Rodriguez, Spider-bear, john, Fan Fiction Enjoyer and Fantasy Chick3435. Did I already said that reviews mean a lot to me? Probably not...
I won't sing today my single 'Review please' cause there're some people that are just waiting for this moment to arrive so they could throw me tomatoes (glance fearfully at Peachrocks, Spider-bear and Fantasy Chick3435). So I'm just going to let you my radio. (Press on play and the song Review please begins to play and the author hide but sadly the radio exploded)
DAMN!!! Who's the responsible this time!!!!!!!!!!