Chapter-10 Ten Years Notice Part- 1
Okay! We made it to chappie 10, and everyone likes it! Thanx 2 all the reviewers! U made me feel so special! ;) Tee Hee! So, this is a two part chapter, split into 10, and 11 that I think ya'll will like! Anyways, I'm not giving any short chappie summaries on this one, or the next, because these ones are probably the best, in my opinion anyway, and I don't wanna give 'em away! BUT! There is one important spoiler that I WILL give you- In this chapter, if U haven't already figured it out, the mystery assassin's identity will be revealed! So enjoy and review! ;)
That night in the Cameron family home, Daima and her family ate in relative silence. Until Daima brought up something, she desperately wanted to know.
"Mom, where did I come from? You know, when you guys adopted me. Didn't the hospital adoption center tell you anything?" Daima asked. As Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, and Daima's brother, looked at each other nervously.
"What!" Daima cried out. By now, demanding an answer.
"Well, we're not actually sure exactly where you came from. But all the woman in the hospital told us, was that you were very special, and that some strange looking man with blue and black goggles on, and spiky black hair dropped you and another baby off on February of '96. So, you were about a year old at the time." Daima's mother confessed.
But Daima still wasn't satisfied with the answer she'd received, and was now more determined to get a better one.
In the Hive Seven's Dorm Home- They were finishing up an early dinner of Chinese takeout and Gizmo was somehow about to pop the same question that Daima had earlier.
"Hey, Jinx, well, anyone that I've known for a long time, do you know where I'm from, exactly?" Gizmo asked. Several people shrugged, but Jinx and Steffauri's eyes widened, and the two paused in shock while putting dishes away.
"Okay, spill it! I know that one of you two knows!" Gizmo stated. As Steffauri finally broke down and decided to tell him anyways.
"Well, okay. Here's what I know about it at least. You're planet was in the midst of a horrible war with Sabella, another Pahoran planet, and my planet, Rahiko was as well. And it was you and you're twin sister's first birthday, and you're dad had gone away to fight in the war, but he and you're mom didn't think it was safe for you guys to be there while a war that bad was going on. So, he did it himself, he delivered you to Earth. Hoping you'd get taken in by the same family. But, no luck there, and, well, that's all that I can tell you."
Steffauri finished as she walked back over to help Jinx finish the dishes.
Gizmo then thought for a moment, and than raced back up into his room. He then threw open the door and snatched the old book from underneath his bed, and thumbed through it until he'd found the photo that matched Steffauri's version of the story.
It was old, and torn at the edges. It had a picture of the whole family, but the mother holding a male baby, and the father, with the female.
Gizmo then looked closer, and he knew in an instant, that the two infant twins, were he, and Daima.
The very next day, Gizmo called Daima, and had him meet her in the Jump City park.
"Hey Giz, what's up?" Daima asked, taking a seat with him on the old wooden park bench. "Well, I really did have quite the night the other day." Gizmo began. "Why? Is everything okay?" Daima asked.
"Oh yeah! Everything's fine. It's just, look." Gizmo cut off as he pulled out the photo from a protective slot in his tech pack.
"Wow, this is a pretty picture. Who are they? OH! Are they you're family?" Daima asked as Gizmo took the photo away slowly. He was growing even more nervous by the minute, now, was his time for confession.
"Well Daima, actually, the thing is, they're- our family." Gizmo said. As Daima looked at him, as if he were crazy.
"Um, Gizmo, what're you talking about?" Daima asked, as Gizmo sat the photo down between them once more. "You see those two babies?" He asked. "Yeah, what about them?" Daima asked once more.
"Dai, take a closer look." Gizmo ordered in a softer voice.
Daima then picked up the picture and then turned to Gizmo in shock, and then turned the photo over, revealing the names of everyone in the picture when it had been taken.
Daima then paused in whispers as she came across two names in a far corner- Chiheo, and Orrei. The names on their pendants.
"Okay, this, is freaky. And, you're telling me, that those two babies, are- US?" Daima cried out in shock. As Gizmo then nodded slowly three times, in an uneasy fashion.
"Wow, so, all this time, this is it. The family we never knew." Daima said as she looked to the picture and smiled, in a way that made her look as though she were holding back tears. And she was.
"Daima, what's the matter with you?" Gizmo asked, looking over to his friend.
"N-nothing. It's just, that, all this time, and- we were growing up right near each other, and, and no one had ever told me the true story. It's a lot to take in all at once, I simply don't get it, how you got over it in such a short time. But- look at me! I'm sitting here, blubbering like an idiot- with, my brother." Daima said, as she looked to Gizmo with teary eyes.
Gizmo was now speechless, and he didn't like to cry in front of others, so he just put a hand on her shoulder- in absolute silence.
But little did the re-united siblings know, that they were being closely watched.
"Father, the two have finally joined forces, after all these years. Our time to come to power has arrived!" A feminine voice chided into a pink cell phone.
On the other end, the black hooded assassin spoke. "Excellent my daughter. Excellent." He replied viciously.
"The alliances and I will proceed on you're command, father." The voice said again. "Good, but in the meantime, you return to you're teaching duties. None of the students must suspect a thing." The man stated.
"As you wish father. And it's about time this day came." The woman finished, as she hung up, revealing the woman, to be- Miss Sherry. (Gasp! BUM! BUM! BUUUMM!)
Later that night, Daima left for home, and Gizmo had sworn to himself, not to speak a word of this to his friends, At least, not until he was absolutely sure.
The thought of being a long lost twin from another planet wouldn't escape his mind for awhile.
Late that night- The assassin was plotting his final move. The surroundings in Pahora had been taken over by his allies, and he and Sherry were going to bring everything they'd done so far together.
"So, what are we planning, now?" The blonde asked the hooded man.
"You will see, if we coax Daima and Gizmo into meeting in the same place, they'll be easier to capture. And I know just what to do, to get them there." The man cackled as he pasted together, the last sections of two crumpled notes, and ordered Sherry to deliver one straight to Daima.
And he, would send one to Gizmo himself. And with that, the final pieces of the plan were put into action.
That day was a lovely Sunday, and the Hive Seven were just lounging about the dorm home, doing their own thing. Most everyone bored completely out of their minds. When suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Agh, I'll get it." Gizmo called lazily to the group as he walked over to answer the door. Standing there before him, was an oddly familiar looking mail carrier, with a single letter at hand.
"Hello?" Gizmo yawned. "Here, delivery for Gizmo Agino? I presume." The man stated as he handed the letter to him. "Uh, thanks." Gizmo stated, turning back to open it, when he finally realized how familiar the man was.
Gizmo then whipped around to see if he was still there. A frightening silence, filled the area. Gizmo slowly turned back, and closed the door.
As he opened the letter, he was shocked to see what it read.
"Gizmo, I have Daima, held captive. Come to the old Harmony City warehouse to find her. Or else. And come alone- or you're sister will suffer dire consequences!" With that, Gizmo gasped and fled the home in panic.
While the group looked wordlessly to one another.
"Is it just me, or, is he getting weirder, every day?" Mammoth asked, looking around to the still silent group.
Meanwhile, Daima had also received a threat letter on Gizmo, and had caught the bus to Harmony City. Which was a long one day drive away. Gizmo had caught another bus, and was on his way there as well. Neither of the two knowing how close they were to one another right then and there.
Gizmo was seated silently in a bus, twiddling his thumbs, pondering on what might happen to Daima, and who'd taken her away in the first place.
And on the other bus, Daima sat in silence, just as her brother. Strange noises all around her, and it wasn't the sounds of the people talking and the babies crying on her bus. No. These were awkward sounds, that she'd never heard before. There was a young red headed queen, fighting alone in a fierce battle. While the dead lay scattered all over the coarse ground.
Daima cringed as her mind snapped out of the gruesome thought. And she decided to just sleep. Harmony City, was still a day away.
The Next Morning- Both Daima and Gizmo were asleep. Until the drivers on both busses cried out- "Last stop! Harmony City!" And the two exited. However, at separate stopping locations.
It was late dawn when Gizmo stepped off of the bus, and he was still very tired from the uneasy sleep he'd received while on the bus.
He looked around, there was a slue of unrecognizable faces all around him, but despite the strange new surroundings, he started walking. Soon realizing he should've taken another bus, because he'd asked a kindly old woman, and the old warehouse wasn't to come up- For miles more.
Meanwhile, on the Northern side of Harmony City, Daima was facing the same problem.
"Ah, come on! There has got to be SOME faster way that doesn't involve a God damn bus or taxi around here!" Daima said to herself, and she was solely against hitchhiking, so, yeah, she was pretty much screwed over for the moment. (HA HA! Sucker! ;)
It was now late in the afternoon, and both Gizmo and Daima were growing hungry. Having not eaten any lunch, dinner, or breakfast at all for the past day and a half. But the two managed to fight it off for a few more hours and keep on to their destination.
Several agonizing hours passed, Gizmo had by now walked eleven miles (damn!) and the warehouses could be seen up ahead.
"Oh, FINALLY!" Gizmo cried out as he ran over to the ninth warehouse, the only one actually looking at all abandoned. With it's boarded up doors and busted in windows.
Somehow, Gizmo felt uneasy about this, as he started forward.
Pushing open the door as far as he could, he slowly and gingerly sauntered inside. When suddenly, the back door, from across the warehouse, revealed a small, feminine shadow emerging. He slowly backed up into the wall as it walked forward at a striding pace.
"You- you stay the hell away from me!" Gizmo cried out as the figure drew closer, and his tiny body sank slowly to the floor. His arms covering his face as he shook. But suddenly, the figure's kind and yet surprised voice allowed him to recognize whom it was.
"Gizmo?" The voice said, as his head snapped up, he found Daima kneeling down by his shaking body and her hand resting comfortingly on his shoulder.
"Daima?" Gizmo questioned, slowly getting up and sitting by her.
"I- I thought that, that someone was, hu- hurting you." Daima said, fighting off worried tears, a mix of rejoice and suspicions filled the room around them.
"So did I. Okay, Dai, there's something seriously wrong here. We have to get out, NOW!" Gizmo stated, grabbing Daima by the hand and heading for the door. But no sooner had the siblings reached the door, the bright, blinding lights from above flickered on, and every door and window in sight, slammed shut with a strong metal barrier or bars set over them.
The two gasped and slid down onto the floor, quickly getting up when they heard footsteps coming from up the iron stairs, and coming their way. The two then saw Miss Sherry walking over to them, with the black hooded assassin at her side.
"Miss Sherry!" Gizmo stated almost in a gasp, as Daima grabbed his arm, shaking it as she asked in a whisper- "Who the hell is Miss Sherry?" "A teacher in the Hive, but I never suspected she was in on this!" Gizmo said back as the two older figures walked forward.
"And you, who are you?" Gizmo asked, finally pissed off from being chased by the pair, for almost three months, and not knowing who her assassin partner was.
"So, are you sure you want to know?" The black hooded man asked, as Gizmo nodded. The assassin then sauntered forward and knelt down in front of the smaller pair.
Wrapping five fingers around his black hood, he slowly peeled it back. Revealing him to be (ok ya'll, this is it!...) "Brother Blood!" Gizmo cried out as the man, no longer mystery, stood back up, and backed up to where his daughter stood.
"Okay, now that I know who you are, what the hell is this about?" Gizmo asked, still demanding answers from the two.
"Well, you ought to know why we're here. You're majesties." Miss Sherry mocked as she and her father stepped out towards the children.
"Please, just, let us go." Daima said meekly, stepping out beside her brother.
"Well, I'm afraid we can't do that. So we'll just allow nature to take it's course. So I do suggest that you run." Miss Sherry replied, smirking through her slutty blood red lipstick.
"Um, why would we need to ru-AAAHH!" Daima suddenly cried out as Gizmo began to drag her up and down the stairs of the warehouse. "Father, what're we to do now?" The blonde asked, hovering in midair. "Well, catch up to him, you little fool! GO!" Blood ordered to his daughter as she nodded once and then shot off up the stairs at alarming speed. While Blood used his newly repaired robotic parts (eyes…..) to sense where their victims were headed.
He then flipped open a Hive communicator and contacted his daughter.
"Sherry, we have them on the run, they're headed to the Southeastern section of the lower level. Follow me, we'll head them off from there." Blood said as Sherry swooped back down the stairs and she and her father ran off to find them.
Meanwhile, one or two levels below Blood and his daughter, Daima and Gizmo were walking alone in the dark, only made slightly brighter by Gizmo's flashlight, courtesy of thinking ahead.
On the way they'd either trip on debris, boxes, step in water or shred their skin or clothing on low hanging metal bars. (sucks 4 them…..)
"Agh, Gizmo, where are we go- Daima then clung to Gizmo, as she'd only just heard strange sounds, and so had Gizmo. The two frightened children froze immediately and turned around, there stood Sherry and Blood, waiting to finally capture them.
Daima and Gizmo backed up as close as they could to a wall, on a pile of damp boxes.
"Now tell me sweetie, did you honestly think, that you could outrun, or outsmart, the Blood family and it's legacy?" Sherry asked, propping Gizmo's chin up with her pale, pallid hand, adorned with sharp red nails. Gizmo slapped it away.
"Yes, and we still do!" Gizmo cried as Sherry and Brother Blood moved forward, closing in on the two, when they all paused, as the floor below then sunk slightly, and then a series of small but growing cracking sounds were heard. "Sherry! Retreat!" Blood cried as the floor began to cave in. Sherry nodded in silence and grabbed her father, and flying back up, and out of the warehouse.
"AAAAAAGGGHHH!" The two cried as they were sent through the decaying floor and down five more levels to the hidden, level of the condemned building.
About thirty minutes later, Daima and Gizmo awoke in a strange place. The bottom corridor of the place looked like an old styled jail. The floors were made entirely of stone, as well as the walls, and the ceiling of smoothed concrete.
"What is this place?" Daima asked as Gizmo shrugged at her, as he grabbed his cracked flashlight and they moved on.
A few moments later, Gizmo and Daima came to a passage that sickened them, rats and mud and puddles, as well as cobwebs dominated everything else there. On several occasions, Gizmo or Daima would fall into the puddles and mud as rats whisked past them.
As an hour or so passed quickly by, the two came to an empty wall, when suddenly, a voice called out to them in the darkness. A man's voice. Slightly familiar in a way to the siblings.
"Chiheo? Orrei?" It said, the two were now almost scared to the point of crying. (Aww!)
Gizmo then lifted his flashlight shakily and waved it around in the darkness, trying to find someone there.
"W-who the crud are you?" Gizmo cried out again, as he finally spotted a shadowy figure, sitting trapped in one of the cells. Gizmo took a deep breath, and he and his sister walked forward.
"Gizmo, I don't think we should- "Shh, I can tell, he isn't going to hurt us. It's alright." Gizmo reassured her as they walked slightly closer together.
"Alright, for the last time, who are you?" Gizmo asked more profoundly than before.
"Chiheo! Orrei! Calm yourselves!" The man cried out now in slight anger.
"WHO ARE YOU?" Gizmo shouted, tears stinging his blood and mud stained face.
The man then stood up, and Gizmo pointed his flashlight in the man's direction. "Chiheo, it's me. It's- you're father." The pale man said, as Gizmo shined it on his face and he gasped, dropping the flashlight to the ground. Which shattered at his feet.
2 B CONTINUED!
I know! Cliffie! Told ya you'd like this chappie! Sorry about all the delayed updates. Me was grounded! ;( Damn it! Anyways I do hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it. Will update sooner, promise! NOW REVIEW! Tee-Hee! No seriously. Review.