Chapter 6: Rolling stones and shield
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It's getting harder and harder for her to breathe. Mental block welcomes her zero ideas of any excuses for Spike. Her heartbeat went under control and her mouth went dry.
She mounted some words but it wasn't audible. She distanced away from Spike and embraced herself.
"Faye," Spike called.
"Who is Vincent?" he repeated.
"No… nothing." She replied or denied rather.
"Really huh?" Spike asked her suspiciously.
"Yea…"
"Sure?" Spike narrowed his eyes. He doesn't like Faye acting like this. He could sense that something's wrong.
"Oh, c'mon, Faye." He tried to approach her but Faye suddenly pushed him rudely away from him.
"Please, Spike. I don't want to talk anything about him… so please stop asking. Please?" her voice was quivering. Her tears were forming in the corner of her eyes. And Spike noticed those. He suddenly felt a little bad. He had cursed himself for being too intruding.
"I understand. I'm sorry." Spike approach her again, by this time Faye didn't push him away from her.
"Just stop crying." Spike smiled as he wiped her crystalline tears.
"Please?" Spike softly pleaded.
Faye just nodded and let her body landed to Spike. She closed her eyes and tried to shut her mind. Yoga… yea, she needed to meditate.
Little by little her thoughts were getting eliminated, until everything went black. No more thoughts of anything. Even the thought of herself with Spike… she finally felt herself floating. She was so soft that her gravity was like a nought.
Spike watches Faye and he saw her frowning and it made him more worried. Spike sigh, "Faye, you're making me."
He caresses her soft and short hair as he smells her fragrance scent and feels the serenading warm. "Faye…" he keeps on mumbling her name.
The war of the silence in peace was broke when she heard a soft voice calling her name. She could recognize the voice and it was, of course, "Spike." She called.
The phone roar it's shaking sound. It irritates Spike. At first he keeps on ignoring it until it gotten into the point that the caller calls him in his cellphone. Sighing extremely he laid Faye into his bed and answer his cell, "Who's this?"
"Spike," the voice was cold, harsh and mysterious…
"Vicious."
"Meet me." Vicious ordered.
"I can't." Spike stole a glance over Faye and continued, "I'm busy."
"Busy? Busy enough to bare the little things about your Faye?" Vicious licks his silvery katana that caused his tongue to be sore, blood spill out and that thing excited him. It taste so good for him.
"What's with Faye? How'd you know her?" Spike was getting curious. He doesn't like Vicious calling Faye's name. He hated it.
"I wanted to tell that personally to you, after our rematch." Spike heard a slash from the other line, the sound of his gun stood as his response.
Vicious flash a grin "Meet me at Dednem San."
"Got it…" Spike hung up.
"Faye…" he gently shook her, trying to wake her up.
"Faye," he whispered near her ears. But it didn't work. He sighed and decided to kiss her.
He kisses her playfully, as if Faye's lips were his chewing gum.
Faye suddenly frowned feeling something good.
She open her right eye and saw Spike, still kissing her. She smiled and responded to his lovely kisses. After awhile, Spike broke the kiss and gently placed a gentle kiss to her hand.
"I'm going out. You need to stay here, alright?" Spike cupped her face.
"Why? I don't want to be alone." Faye demanded. Spike search for his cigar inside his pocket, lightning it, he gives it to Faye and smile.
"I've gotta meeting. Wait here and start experimenting with your clothes you bought. I want you to pick up the best among the rest, for tomorrow, were getting out together for dinner. Ok?"
"Promise?" Faye asked.
"Promise." Spike nodded.
"Ok." Faye offered the cigar that Spike gave him and Spike delightfully took it.
"Take care." Faye kissed him.
"See ye." Spike walked towards the door and wink.
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Spike finally reached their electrifying rendezvous. The place bugged him. It reminds him the Halloween. It was actually Halloween when he confessed his love for Julia. His x-love.
"Ahhh…" He scratches his hair. The view was so very Vicious like. The black, rusted gate was widely opened. The Crescent moon was oh so circular with the dried trees and the cold air. He walks silently towards the exact place. While walking, he saw a pure black cat, with golden eyes that was staring at him.
He stopped and rested his hands in his pocket. 'Now what?' He bended his knees and stare into the cat's eyes as well. Very silly. The cat meows and tried to scratch Spike's face but failed when Spike imitated the cat's meow, the only difference in their meow was, Spike's meow was more intimidating. The black cat sprinted away and fell to the darkness where the light couldn't reach.
"Whatta hell are you doing?" the voice behind him made him leaped out.
"Oooh Whatta shock!" Spike was a bit ashamed. He's so surprised.
"Didn't know that you've come here for a duo with a poor, weak black cat, Spike."
"Well… I guess it's pretty interesting." Spike grinned.
Vicious sigh and pulled out his katana. He slowly walks towards Spike and raised his katana. The moon made it spark and it caused Spike to halos.
"Cheat!" Spike smirk. Pulling out his gun he tried to shoot Vicious but he failed.
"Wohohuwohuwohoho…" Spike started singing. The rhythmic sound was well blended and fitted to the sound of fight they're causing. Vicious dirty slash into the air and Spike's big bang, bang. Kick here and there match with slap and knock out of a hit joined with Spike breathless whistle.
They started to brag with the ego painted within their face.
"Spike…" Vicious said as he slashed Spike's shirt. He almost slashed his right eye. Good thing, he missed Spike.
"Boo!" Spike smiled. He focused his eyes towards Vicious' katana and slowly pulled his trigger. Making sure that he's angle is exactly right for his silvery bullet meets Vicious' katana.
"Shit!" Vicious mumble.
"Great." Spike grin.
Spike's making Vicious more Vicious.
Spike saw Vicious reaching for his katana, and he get his self ready for his gun's already empty.
Vicious gritted his teeth and slashed Spike's shoulder, but Spike was good enough to shift his position.
"Well at least, I hurt you a little." Vicious noted as he tastes Spike's blood from his katana.
"So what was it you wanted to tell me?" Spike gasps some air.
"Strangers' the synonym of wonders and lies, Spike."
"What's your point?"
"I know that you know what I mean."
"What if I don't?" Spike raised his eyebrow.
"Then I'll tell you." Vicious tone was something like, bragging.
"Go ahead, don't waste my time." Spike started cleaning his gun as he waited for Vicious' explanations or story or myth or maybe fact.
"How much do you know Faye Valentine?"
"Will you shit stop asking a lot." Spike simply said.
"Fine." Vicious shrugged. Spike doesn't know why he came here just to hear his little things about Faye. Maybe he's just getting over protected about Faye.
"Did you know that Faye Valentine was the daughter of Keldrin Valentine, Keldrin was Mao's closest friend that happened to be the first one who betrayed him."
"If he's Mao's closest best friend, then why haven't I heard any from him?" Spike interrupted.
"Let me finish first. Anyhow, to answer your query, it's because he's well known as, promozotor. I know you've heard a lot about him. But I know that you didn't know that Faye was her one and only daughter. Mao got mad to what he did and so he ordered me to kill him. And that was I did. I killed Keldrin Valentine, the well known, promozotor. But after that murder, troubles and problems started to approach Mao and it gotten him more Vindictive that he even made a little plot of play. He wanted to kill the Valentine. But he wanted to kill them in a much different way. He ordered Vincent to court Keldrin's daughter named, Faye. Mao's plan was to make the girl fall for him and when that time comes Vincent would kill 'em all, Faye's mom and lil brother. Mao wanted to feel them the bitterness of betrayal. Vincent successfully killed the two but he unfortunately set the girl free because maybe, he also fell in love to the girl."
"Vincent?" Spike's mind screamed. His interest to Vicious' story went wild.
"So? What do you really want to tell me? Don't try to tell me that you asked me to go here just to hear those stuffs."
Vicious smirk. He kicked the stone away, rolling towards Spike, Spike stopped it and return it back to Vicious. "Of course not." Vicious used his shoe as a shield from the stone.
"I have a proposal, kill her, now." Vicious said. The trademark of the night joined them both… the cricket's little sound.
Spike looked up towards the moon that was slowly being covered by the grayish black sky. "No way."
"Don't wait for your father to ask you this."
"I don't care." Spike responded and lit a cigar that he fitted into his teeth.
"She's one of the list, Spike. She's a treat to your family. You'll be opposing Mao. You'll be opposing Julia's father. You'll be opposing your father too. She's a big problem. Jest kill her."
"So? What if I don't like to? What's the big deal with the treat? It's my problem not yours. Oh, Pls. you're not concern right?"
"It means there's also a treat in her life, if you won't kill her now then maybe one of this day someone would kill her. I'm not concern about you. But, I just wanted to tell you that they hired me to kill her. So, Spike, get ready. If you would oppose us, I wouldn't be bother to kill you too."
That one caught Spike's attention. They hired Vicious… to kill Faye?
"So, that's it! You asked me to come here just to asked for my permission and tell me that you'll be killing Faye. Are you warning me or are you just sick? This are all unvicious like." Spike chuckles.
"Please don't forget that I asked you to go here for our rematch and I just used that scanty information to get you here. Take note of that." Vicious defended. His eye bugs made him look older.
"Oh…" Spike nodded then continued, "I can protect myself and I could protect her too. Touch her if you can."
"Tssst… then let the game begin." Vicious dare him.
The black cat appeared again. His meow seemed to be the signal of their little game. Like a 1 2 3, go! Game! Spike threw the cigar and stoop over it.
His eyes glared to Vicious, alarming him, "Lay a hand on her and your body would landed into your own blood."
"Relax, just get ready. Tomorrow wouldn't be that ordinary. Who knows, that might be the date that was meant to be carved into the tomb of Faye's corpse." Vicious smiled evilly.
"Who knows too, that, that date was meant to be carved into your tomb." Spike left him. Walking towards the valley of life and death. The night enveloped the darkness inside of him.
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