Wings of Destruction
Chapter 22
Hell Freezes Over
"Vix… has Justin delivered his message yet?" Masons raised his head from his plans and frowned. "Because I haven't gotten' the periodical call from Mandy yet."
"No… and Zeus is powered down right now." Vix loaded up a vid window on his laptop and began typing in commands to boot up the machine from his computer but nothing worked. "Damn it!"
"What?" Mansons stood up and strode over to his comrade. "What's wrong?"
"That bloody boy managed to tap into my computing systems and change the programming! He made it to where nobody from the outside could tap into the mainframe of Zeus and power it up," Vix grumbled.
Masons smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. "Sounds like he knows what he's doing."
"Never mind that—I'll just send a message for the next time he powers up."
"Wake up pretty girl," a deep voice grumbled. Mandy opened her eyes and raised her head but froze the moment she felt the cold air hitting her skin. Her arms were pulled above her head and shackled to chains coming down from the ceiling.
"Oh yeah, you feelin' that cool air?" He said. Mandy swallowed hard and glanced down to see her entirely nude.
"What the hell!" She shouted. She snapped her gaze back up to the man before her and noticed several others stepped into the room. "What the hell are you going to do?"
"What does it look like?" Another one said as he removed his gun and set it down on the table where the others copied his movements. He begun unbuckling his belt and untucked his shirt.
"We're about to fuck the living shit out of that sweet body of yours."
Wake up Uno… you've been captured by Ricky.
Uno groaned and slowly opened her eyes.
Wake up you stupid shit! Ricky is alive and he shot you with a tranquilizer gun! He shot you and he captured you!
The scenery her eyes took in was blurry and she winced against the blinding light coming from her right. She frowned and took in her surroundings. It was some sort of room, a huge mirror set in front of her with a heavy metallic door besides it and huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the wall to her far right. Coming from the windows were the blinding lights that showed the daylight and bright blue sky.
She frowned and pushed herself up to a sitting position. Her legs nearly buckled beneath her body's weight but she managed to hold to herself and drag herself towards the windows. She knew she should be trying the door but something told her it would be locked anyways.
Holy shit.
The window over looked several hundred miles of Earth! She swallowed hard and glanced down to where tiny dots, also known as people, moved around on the floor of what could easily be taken as a child's match-box car city. She was in some sort of huge building that towered over every thing else!
The door opened and Uno spun around but froze when she noticed the man who stepped into the room with her. It was no doubt seeing Hell return a zombie to chase after her. From his walk to his build and finally to his scraggily brown hair and cobalt blue eyes, he shut the door and regarded her for a brief moment.
"H-how… can you still be alive?" She stammered out. "Y-you shot yourself in the head."
"Oh… this?" Ricky pointed at the scar on his left temple then over to his right and smirked. "Yeah—did I forget to tell you that my father owned the science division of Synodd?"
"Ricky—no," she murmured. "Tell me this isn't true."
"Oh it's true," he grinned and began strutting towards her. "It's all true and it's all real, too."
Uno shook her head, still unable to comprehend what she was seeing. "No. You're dead. You shot yourself in that alleyway because you couldn't shoot me."
Ricky paused and sighed as he glanced out the window. "Yeah—eleven years of training and it went to waste that quickly, no?" He smirked and returned to stare at her. "I admit, I was weak. I thought I could kill you and I couldn't. I was given the assignment twice and both times I found it was impossible to shoot you."
"You loved me," she spat out. "That's why you couldn't kill me."
"Loved you?" Ricky choked out in mock humor. "I loved you? Uno, you know what you caused?"
She shook her head, unable to take in what he was saying. "No—no it's not true. I read it in your eyes."
"Do you have any idea of what you caused?" He repeated himself. "Because you were born you made us have a harder time getting done what we needed to complete. Now yes, I admit, you gave us the Blassimeer papers and we needed that, seeing as it was a vital process that we needed to achieve our life goals."
Uno stared at him, unable to take in what she was seeing.
Ricky was alive!
And he was against her!
"But because of you, Theresa had to die."
"What!" She snapped. "You killed her! I didn't do anything!"
"You were the one I was aiming for!" He snarled and reached out for her. Uno was dumbfounded and slapped across the face but when she thought she would gain her balance quickly she found it was nearly impossible as he grabbed her braid and yanked her closer towards him. "You were the one who had to state that we were your only friends! Damn it, Uno! If you would have kept your mouth shut I should have ended it when it was supposed to end!"
"Ricky," she coughed out. "Stop this."
"My father told me that if I had killed you he would have let me take Theresa to wherever I desired for as long as I wanted and kept her for myself, to fuck her for as long as I desired!"
"Ricky! Stop this!" She screamed out. Ricky hurled her across the room and after slamming into the wall in a rough way Uno collapsed onto the floor, her back and neck burning badly.
"If you hadn't had done that then I wouldn't have had to shoot myself!" Uno lifted her head to see him stalking towards her. "I botched two assignments because of you and I had to commit suicide, seeing as I didn't take you out the second time and Synodd was getting quite peeved with you being in the way!"
"Ricky," she coughed, "please—stop this!"
"Silence!" Ricky leaped onto one foot and slammed the toe of his boot of his other foot into her ribs, instantly breaking at least two upon impact. Uno cringed and screamed as the pain tore through her body at an unbearable rate.
"You sentenced me to a life of Hell and now you've taken up on this war as if it's your only survival!" He roared down at her. "You act as if you own this war and you don't! I do! This is my life! This company is what I was born for and you're trying to take it away from me! You selfish, self-centered bitch!"
He kicked her again and Uno cried out. "Ricky—please! Stop!"
"No!" He kicked her again and she felt her jaw coming close to being broken upon the second impact.
Ricky reached down and wrapped her braid around his fist and pulled her to her feet. "Stand up you little bitch," he seethed out. "Stand up and meet your fate. You've caused us a lot of men and I can't stand to see someone besides myself taking them out so easily. You always were a show off, you know that?"
Uno winced as the pain from her hair soared through her nerves. Ricky slammed her up against the wall and pinned her against it as he pressed his body into hers. He gripped her hair roughly and yanked backwards, forcing her face to stare up at his. Uno's eyes were filled with tears and they begun falling the second she noticed the dead-set look in his eyes. Her lips parted but no words formed and no voice came.
Ricky slammed his lips down on hers in a bruising fashion and kissed her. His lips pressed against hers, his tongue diving into her mouth and searching for hers in return. Each time it made contact with her tongue it would circle around it.
After a minute Ricky tore himself away from her lips and grinned. Uno was in a daze suddenly, that kiss sending her over the top and into blackness.
"What's the matter?" He murmured softly and lowered his face to the crevice of her neck and shoulder. "Don't you miss me?"
Uno blinked back a few of the tears but they still managed to fall. "Ricky," she breathed out. "Ricky… what's happened to you?"
"Aren't you happy to see me?" He asked her softly, kissing her neck and grazing it with his teeth. "Aren't you happen your boyfriend's still alive?"
She choked on her own tears and squeaked when she tried to say his name again. "Ricky… this isn't you."
"What do you mean?" He nipped at her ear and dragged his tongue around her neck towards her chin, forcing her head backwards and her lips to part for air. "This is every… inch, me." He pressed his lower half against her and let her feel the hard desire he held for her deep down below.
"No," She breathed out, "it isn't."
"Yes it is, Uno." Ricky looked into her eyes without his hating glare and smiled. Uno swallowed back the lodge that got stuck in her throat when she saw the face of the man she fell in love with several years ago.
The same man that was always against her without her knowing.
The same man that had turned on her and tried to kill her twice and took his life and her best friends because he couldn't take hers.
The same man that had left the imprint of his dead face in her eyes.
He was now staring at her, alive and well.
"No," she whispered. "It isn't true. You're dead."
Ricky turned on her just then and hurled her across the room once again. "I am alive!" He snarled out. "And because of Synodd keeping me alive I have the second chance I needed the first time to kill you!"
Ricky slammed a curled fist into her stomach. Uno doubled over and fell to the ground from the impact upon her stomach. She coughed and gasped for air and found it rather hard to reach.
"Ricky," she gasped. "Why?"
"Because you weren't supposed to be fucking born, that's why! If you were never born then Synodd wouldn't have a threat keeping it from becoming a big hit!"
"What does it matter if I was born?" She screamed out at him. Ricky kicked her in the face and Uno could have sworn she felt a tooth crack as her jaw locked up and slammed closed forcefully. She whimpered and Ricky sighed.
"I was adopted," she whimpered. Ricky froze. "Duo took me in off the streets when I was five. He only wanted to raise me to be just like him in case of another war. I only joined up because they died and they needed a fighter who had the training."
"You were adopted?" He stammered. She looked up at him and felt more tears falling just then. "Did Theresa know this?"
"No," she cried out. "We told no body."
"Why?" Be breathed. "Why, Uno? Why did you want to be like him?"
"Because… because I had no family and I wanted to make him proud," she lowered her head and sobbed softly.
"And did you?" He asked, slowly loosing his temper again. "Did you?" He now screamed out and forced her to her feet once again by use of her braid.
"Did you!"
"Ricky!" Uno cried out. "Stop it!"
"No! I will not stop this!" He screamed. He flung her to the side and slammed her face into the metal wall then hurled her backwards and let her body bounce painfully off the wall and collapse back onto the floor.
"I will not stop this! You have caused us a great deal and they are tired of your attitude! I'm tired of it! I was bred to defeat you and to kill you but you fucking got in side of me so well that I couldn't!" He stalked up to her and paused as he watched her struggle to stand up and compose herself. "You fucking bitch! You're so fucking selfish and you don't think about anyone except for yourself! Sure, you gave me those papers but that was it! You should have kept your nose out of this war! I would have come back for you eventually—but no, you had to join the fight, didn't you!"
He slammed another fist into her ribcage, splintering several other ribs with it. When she collapsed he took the moment to remove a combat knife out of his back pocket and unsheathe it. He pulled her to her feet and sliced out at her face, instantly cutting her cheek.
"You stupid girl," Ricky muttered softly. "If you were half as smart as you were when we were children you would have stayed out of this fight. It doesn't consist of you or me, but since you're in it, I'm in it!"
"Ricky," she pleaded, "please stop this. Please."
"No," he murmured in reply. "No—you deserve it all, Uno. But hey," he shrugged suddenly, "Look at it this way, if you agree to stay away I'll let you go—of course to one of our prison cells until the wars over—and when it is, I'll keep you for myself."
She winced as he yanked back on her braid and forced her to stare up at him. Ricky pinned himself back against her body and pinned her against the wall then lowered his mouth to hers but suspended above her by an inch.
"Then no matter how much you fight me, I'm going to have the science department erase your mind of all that fucking past you love so much and keep you for myself." He shrugged now, as if a thought occurred to him, and then smirked. "Yes, I'm sure they would appreciate having two assassins, two of which are excellent sharp shooters and whatnot, but… I don't think they'd want your memories fogging up your assignments."
"Ricky," she cried, "stop this!"
"No!" He stabbed her then, jabbing the knife all the way up to the handle, into her stomach. Uno screamed then and felt the blood rising up to her lips.
"Ricky," she breathed out. She raised her hand to still his and wrapped her fingers around his wrist but her strength wouldn't come for anything else.
"My God, Uno," Ricky murmured now. He withdrew the blade and ignored the grunt that came with it, and then flung the knife to the side of the room. "My God you look fucking hot when you're in pain."
She looked up at him as tears fell. "Ricky," she mouthed. "Why are you doing this?"
"God," he practically groaned out. "Ah God you're fucking hot."
He slammed his lips down on hers and sent a hand to clutch a breast forcefully, gripping the mound he found. She whimpered against his lips and tried to fight him but her strength was quickly escaping her. She didn't even know how long she had left to live until her breath would entirely vanish from her lungs and she would die.
And with what Ricky was doing to her it wouldn't be but five minutes.
"God," he murmured against her ear as his hand lowered from her breast down to the waistband of her pants. "God I need to fuck you badly. I think it'll be good for us; help us settle our arguments. I've heard couples who always fight best solve their problems in bed."
"You're going to rape me," she breathed out in shock.
"And you're going to love every minute of it," he smirked.
Just then the mirror Uno recently looked at shattered into a million shards and sprayed out into the room in a thousand different angels. Ricky cringed and ducked his head as the pieces slapped at his face and neck and pricked his skin. Uno's knees buckled from beneath her and sent her crashing to the ground but with her braid still wrapped securely around Ricky's fist her head was soon jerked backwards, pain soaring through her back in an unusual head-throbbing fashion.
Ricky's eyes narrowed and he turned to see a semi-automatic rifle aiming right at him and being held by another man that held similar appearances to himself.
"What the hell?" Ricky murmured and frowned.
The man tore his gaze away from the scope of his rifle and frowned when he took a glimpse of his new opponent. "What the hell?" He murmured.
Uno swallowed hard upon seeing her comrade entering the fight. "Justin," she cried. Justin glanced down at her before returning to Ricky and putting Ricky back in the aim of his scope.
"Ricky," Justin grumbled and kept the target set on Ricky as he raised his legs and stepped over the mirror walls and into the room. The glass shards crackled beneath his military boots and popped when he pressed his full weight down upon it.
"So nice to see you alive."
Ricky glanced down at Uno and snarled. "Cheating on me, I see? I'm gone not even a full three years and already you're fucking with another guy?"
"Let her go," Justin demanded coolly. "I'm giving you one warning before I open fire."
Ricky laughed loudly. "What a whore you are, Uno! A little slut!" He looked at Justin and smirked. "So this tramp decided to evacuate her past and make way for the future, eh? How slutty!"
Justin narrowed his eyes. "Let her go," he growled and adjusted the trigger of his rifle. "I won't tell you to do that again."
"Justin," Uno sobbed. One look at her had Justin crying out for her, his heart screaming at the fragile creature who only acts like a machine.
"Let. Her. Go."
"Fine," Ricky shrugged.
Then, without any thought, he flung his arm and hurled her towards the windows at a full blown out force. Uno screamed and reached out for Justin but the glass shards of the window breaking scratched and tore at her arms, ripping the skin up and slicing into her body badly. She fell through the window and reached out for something to grab hold of but soon found herself flung further out into the open than just the side of the building.
"Uno!" Justin screamed. Ricky flung himself into his opponent and began to carry on the fight with his girlfriend's new lover.
She stared at the ground and saw it coming fast but at the same time she didn't see the ground before her. Her body was flying out into the air and soon the bayou drainage was coming up and before her. Right when she felt the cool air of the water spray up on her face she felt the blackness swarming around her with its icy fingers and she succumbed into the shadowy depths of Hell once more.
However, right before she made impact with the water somebody had called out her name and it wasn't Justin. In fact, it sounded more like a voice out of her past.
A past that was supposed to be dead.
Duo?
That's right... I'm writing lots more to this for the sheer fact that the sooner it ends, the sooner I can end my others and begin #3. I hope you all don't mind reading Uno on her own without a Gundam Wing foundation to the story.