ch. 2: out of the bag
an/ i have realize that for the moment i cannot kill that brat off just . i need her but for what is a secert.
disclaimer;i own nothing not even the chothes on my back and i have sold my soul to the company store. i can't even pay attention.
***
quatre was working on little sleep and had gained little ground in finding out who the Cat was. he worked all the angles but everything lead to a differant dictetion. after making some calls to some people who worked on the wrong side of the law, thing were starting to look up but that when things started to get confusing.'quess she knows. got to give her that. maybe one of the other boys could help'he dismissed the idea as so as it entered his head. this was his problem he'll deal with it his own.
the phone chose that moment to ring. quatre thinking it was buiness related. the vioce on the other end was not in his employ.
"guess who. listen back off or you might dissappear from the face of the earth or where ever you happen to be when i get close enough to finsh the job." the cat was making treats and quatre was pretty sure that she meant every word she had spoken. the phone went dead before he could get a word edgewise. 'man this was getting more and more insiseting be the moment.
***
'why can he just back off?'pixie was getting annouyed with mr. winner. 'things were just fine until he started digging around and screwing things up. with everything else going on, i do not need this cat and mouse game.' she laughed at the humour in that statement. the call was just a doomed atteped to scare him off. but she knew from what little training she had as a gundam polit and her brother that this guys don't scare that easy. 'you had to cut off all their legs and arms before they even consitered defeat.'
"the captian looks a little unnevred. how about breifing us on the sitation?" brian was standing at the door of her room with candy two feet behind him. in the two short weeks since pixie found that winner was looking for her she had lost all insest in regular work. the payment had came in for the papers she had stolen from quatre but she hadn't even cared. things were heating up as the treating calls from her fromer employer became more fequated. she wasn't going to sent them off, as long as she had those papers mr. winter would be under her control.
"he looking for me." pixie let a little fear into her voice, "maybe the trail is not as while covered as we thought."
"not likely, OZ will never find us alive. this guy following differant clues then what they look for. gentic test are easy to follow back to the source, but crimal records are a little bit harder." brain told her, he knew that if she had anything to do with this, Oz would be long gone. the whole thing made his skin crawl. "they have a hard enough time with word finds and dot to dot's"
pixie laughed out loud. she could just seen Oz intellence specists sitting around a table trying to figure out a word seach "that would be funny. or even better a jigsaw puzzle." it was brain's turn to laugh. joking aboiut Oz was one thier foverate pastimes. " he could blow our cover. he has to know that. i'll make him see that. Oz would kill us without a second thought. you remeber how they were." a chill run down her spine. everything about them made her feel that they all deversated to die. brain made to the computer screen and punched a few keys. the winter corp sysbol appaered slowly turning on the screen.
"you need to know where he is. it should be in there some where." he turned to walk out the door. the feat he just done with eas still on the monior. winter corp sectury is the highest in the colonies.
"you not going to help me." pixie never really liked computers. they weren't her thing. she liked covert entry and information gathering, things like that. they were imrprinted in her dna with all the other junk they had programed her with. sending hours in front of a computer looking for something that might not be there was not her idea of a good time. "that a ten on the jerk scale."
"what can i say, you made me that way."
***
'she may really try to kill me. she'll have to take a number for that one.' quatre sat thinking of the number of people who had in the past tried to kill him in the past and the number of ways they had tried to do it. 'maybe she'll try something new. no one used posion yet.'
he turned back to the file that was filled with the dead ends that he had run into. she was very good at hiding. the only thing lefted was one single picture that may be what the cat looked like under that wierd costume she wore.
***
two weeks later..
with everything that was going down, she did not need this. that guy maybe on his way here right now. she had just gotten a call from her concant. 'i'm going to kill him.' she thought but which one was unclear. 'this quatre guy is really starting to get on my nerves.'
the doorbell rang at that moment. pixie was seaching thru miles if data to find on his whereabouts, but nothing had worked so far. "candy cane, can you get that?" she shouted down to her friend. and waited for the reply she knew was coming.
"my name is candy, you indiot." as candy walked in the direction of the door. she threw it open and found none other than quatre winner standing there. the training she had receved as a child kept her from slaming the door back in his face. "what ya want?"
quatre knew the chances of pixie maxwell opening the door were not good, but he had not known she was the only one living in the house. but he kept his cool as he asked his first jnowing that wrong wording wouldn't cost him just his answer but maybe his life. "does a..." he looked back in the file he was holding,"pixie maxwell live here?"
he looked at the girl standing in front of him. she standing with her body blocking his view of the house. she pulled down her ponytail and shook out her hair and a moment later a drak human shape passed by the window.' i maybe in trouble.' she kept her eyes in motion taking in everything, every movment he made.she and whoever was with her were not letting him get out of there with their own answers.
AN/ am i that bad? umm, yep tune in next week to find out what happenes to our favorate blonde boy.
an/ i have realize that for the moment i cannot kill that brat off just . i need her but for what is a secert.
disclaimer;i own nothing not even the chothes on my back and i have sold my soul to the company store. i can't even pay attention.
***
quatre was working on little sleep and had gained little ground in finding out who the Cat was. he worked all the angles but everything lead to a differant dictetion. after making some calls to some people who worked on the wrong side of the law, thing were starting to look up but that when things started to get confusing.'quess she knows. got to give her that. maybe one of the other boys could help'he dismissed the idea as so as it entered his head. this was his problem he'll deal with it his own.
the phone chose that moment to ring. quatre thinking it was buiness related. the vioce on the other end was not in his employ.
"guess who. listen back off or you might dissappear from the face of the earth or where ever you happen to be when i get close enough to finsh the job." the cat was making treats and quatre was pretty sure that she meant every word she had spoken. the phone went dead before he could get a word edgewise. 'man this was getting more and more insiseting be the moment.
***
'why can he just back off?'pixie was getting annouyed with mr. winner. 'things were just fine until he started digging around and screwing things up. with everything else going on, i do not need this cat and mouse game.' she laughed at the humour in that statement. the call was just a doomed atteped to scare him off. but she knew from what little training she had as a gundam polit and her brother that this guys don't scare that easy. 'you had to cut off all their legs and arms before they even consitered defeat.'
"the captian looks a little unnevred. how about breifing us on the sitation?" brian was standing at the door of her room with candy two feet behind him. in the two short weeks since pixie found that winner was looking for her she had lost all insest in regular work. the payment had came in for the papers she had stolen from quatre but she hadn't even cared. things were heating up as the treating calls from her fromer employer became more fequated. she wasn't going to sent them off, as long as she had those papers mr. winter would be under her control.
"he looking for me." pixie let a little fear into her voice, "maybe the trail is not as while covered as we thought."
"not likely, OZ will never find us alive. this guy following differant clues then what they look for. gentic test are easy to follow back to the source, but crimal records are a little bit harder." brain told her, he knew that if she had anything to do with this, Oz would be long gone. the whole thing made his skin crawl. "they have a hard enough time with word finds and dot to dot's"
pixie laughed out loud. she could just seen Oz intellence specists sitting around a table trying to figure out a word seach "that would be funny. or even better a jigsaw puzzle." it was brain's turn to laugh. joking aboiut Oz was one thier foverate pastimes. " he could blow our cover. he has to know that. i'll make him see that. Oz would kill us without a second thought. you remeber how they were." a chill run down her spine. everything about them made her feel that they all deversated to die. brain made to the computer screen and punched a few keys. the winter corp sysbol appaered slowly turning on the screen.
"you need to know where he is. it should be in there some where." he turned to walk out the door. the feat he just done with eas still on the monior. winter corp sectury is the highest in the colonies.
"you not going to help me." pixie never really liked computers. they weren't her thing. she liked covert entry and information gathering, things like that. they were imrprinted in her dna with all the other junk they had programed her with. sending hours in front of a computer looking for something that might not be there was not her idea of a good time. "that a ten on the jerk scale."
"what can i say, you made me that way."
***
'she may really try to kill me. she'll have to take a number for that one.' quatre sat thinking of the number of people who had in the past tried to kill him in the past and the number of ways they had tried to do it. 'maybe she'll try something new. no one used posion yet.'
he turned back to the file that was filled with the dead ends that he had run into. she was very good at hiding. the only thing lefted was one single picture that may be what the cat looked like under that wierd costume she wore.
***
two weeks later..
with everything that was going down, she did not need this. that guy maybe on his way here right now. she had just gotten a call from her concant. 'i'm going to kill him.' she thought but which one was unclear. 'this quatre guy is really starting to get on my nerves.'
the doorbell rang at that moment. pixie was seaching thru miles if data to find on his whereabouts, but nothing had worked so far. "candy cane, can you get that?" she shouted down to her friend. and waited for the reply she knew was coming.
"my name is candy, you indiot." as candy walked in the direction of the door. she threw it open and found none other than quatre winner standing there. the training she had receved as a child kept her from slaming the door back in his face. "what ya want?"
quatre knew the chances of pixie maxwell opening the door were not good, but he had not known she was the only one living in the house. but he kept his cool as he asked his first jnowing that wrong wording wouldn't cost him just his answer but maybe his life. "does a..." he looked back in the file he was holding,"pixie maxwell live here?"
he looked at the girl standing in front of him. she standing with her body blocking his view of the house. she pulled down her ponytail and shook out her hair and a moment later a drak human shape passed by the window.' i maybe in trouble.' she kept her eyes in motion taking in everything, every movment he made.she and whoever was with her were not letting him get out of there with their own answers.
AN/ am i that bad? umm, yep tune in next week to find out what happenes to our favorate blonde boy.
