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Pathetic.
There was no other word for it. Bill knew Rista was not going to kill Samus, and she was perfectly correct in her assumptions that Bill would simply do away with her once she either failed or completed the job anyways. Yet she was carelessly believing she had time to kill before she made her grand escape and blew up.
Pathetic, simply pathetic.
He decided to wait a few moments, until the Meta-Phoniex was in place with the security camera. He would take delight in watching the explosion. His persona would change to that of a giddy four year old, watching the ship burn and crumble while laughing and clapping his hands. Joy, pure elation would flow through his veins and pulse with his heart; his long-time goal would finally be fulfilled. Just thinking about it brought a smirk to his face. Bill leaned back and tried to imagine it, though he suspected the real thing would be ever so much more exciting.
"Girto ventr." Camera in place. The Pirate voice crackled over the intercom. Bill nodded and reached for the single buttom that would fulfil his one and only desire. A smirk in place, Bill slowly pressed the button down.
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The sullen expression on Rista's face unnerved Samus a little. The tension between them had only grown, and now they barely spoke a word. Quite different from some joyous reunion most people would expect.
"What's wrong?" Samus broke the heavy silence. Rista looked up at her and offered a small smile.
"Nothing. Just thinking." She stretched out her arms a little and added cooly, "Kind of wished you died after all back then?" Samus shot Rista a surprised and horrfied look which made her giggle. "I mean, saying your parents died is so uncool; it's bland. Lots of people have dead parents, but if you say your wee lil' sis died at a young age, then they will feel sympathetic towards your cause."
"Quite the kidder, aren't you?" Samus asked sardonically. Rista rolled her eyes.
"You have no sense of humor."
"No, I don't have your sense of humor, which any normal human being wouldn't," Samus said.
"I wouldn't quite call you normal, Krissy," Rista commented with a sly smile. Samus sighed.
"Will you please drop that old name?" She asked, with as much politeness as she could muster.
"Fine," Her older sister (what an foreign thought) relented. "Can I at least call you Sammy?"
"Of course." Samus at last gave Rista a smile. She did not know why she did; she just felt like smiling for once. Mind you, it was still a small, serious grin, but it made Rista relax.
"It's moments like this that remind me you're actually a human," Rista remarked wistfully. Samus groaned.
"You just had to ruin the moment, didn't you?" Rista nodded and bounded out of the area. Her stomach growled, and she might as well grab a last meal, as uninviting as the vittles Samus stored were.
Rista froze in her tracks at that thought. Her adrenaline pumped up, and she began to breathe deeply to calm herself. She soon be dead, and every second brought her closer to her demise. She had tried her best not to reflect on the thought of dying, but it was moments like this that made her stomach muscles clench together tightly. All thoughts of food disapeared from her mind as the idea of what her last moments would be flooded towards her.
What was death like? She would soon find out, and it's cold grip affected her even now. She glanced at her wrist, where the tiny bomb was implanted in her skin. A tiny red dot marked the location of it, so miniscule yet so powerful. She gulped anxiously and tried to keep the tears from pouring out of her eyes.
Rista Nevaria (Aran but she never thought of herself as that anymore) was almost never afraid of anything, but now that death was swooping down upon her, agonizing fear clutched at her. What if she didn't leave in time? What if Samus was caught up in the explosion? What if-
In the space of a few miliseconds, a burning sensation burst through Rista's wrist. She fell to the ground, knowing instantly was happening.
Even so, by the time the thought of the bomb exploding finished in her mind, it happened...
Author's Note: Muaha! Cliffie! Again! Who nows when I'll have time to update again; sooo much schoolwork. Still, I'll try my best to get the next chapter out by this weekend. Review! Please!
