Chapter 6

At this point in time I would like to state that the world is coming to an end. Why you ask? Because my partner, Youji Michaels, has done a flip flop in his personality. How? After about two hours on the god damn train, he suggested we change the mission a little. Instead of being a couple, (the thought still sickens me.) we would be brother and sister. Now, I'm not too fond of this idea either, but hell I'll take it.

Then, as if this wasn't enough, he left me the hell alone. Any conversation between us was short, and to the point. He may have been deathly ill and I just didn't know it. What else would explain the strange turn of events? Oh, and did I mention he was calling me by my name and not Hun anymore?

" Terra?"

See, totally freaky.

" Ah…what is Youji?"

" Something about this bugs me. I mean, look at the report we were given."

In all honesty, I hadn't even glance at the damn thing, I was still pissed a Mustang. But I took it from him anyway and skimmed over it. What caught my attention was that we were to investigate an odd warehouse that was originally used for making weapons that was supposedly closed, joy. I know, that's horribly original, but that is what it said.

" What's so strange? These things happen all the time. It just proves how moronic the military really is.

" If you say so."

" Ok, I give. What the hell happened to you Youji?"

" What are you talking about? I was just concerned."

The train at this point chose to stop suddenly, however we weren't any ware near the station. This could mean one of two things. The train was being hi-jacked, or the universe really was out to get me. More then likely it was the ladder. Or in some way, a sick twisting mixture of both.

" This train is now under the control of the Western Peoples Liberation Association."

Oh yeah, this just was not this Seraph/Vampire's day. And the only way that the day could have gotten any worse was exactly what Youji chose to do.

" Another one? God they'll never end. Well come one Terra, we should do something."

" Must we?"

" Yes."

He just had to be all gung-ho about this didn't he? He must have had dreams of being a super hero as a kid. Sighing, I got up and made the journey up to the front of the train. I wasn't too difficult really, fight a few baddies here and there, save a few hostages, and repeat the process a few dozen times. I swear these guys were just re-spawning. They weren't strong at all, there was just so many of them.

" Are we there yet Youji? This is getting real old real fast."

" Relax, we needed some exercise anyway. You looked like you were about to kill something, now you can vent.

I hate it when he has a point. I really was close to killing something. So maybe this was good for me…and I was kinda having fun with it too. What can I say; I'm a strange girl. So, we fought through the endless re-spawning henchmen. I'm starting to think Youji and I were the only ones on the train with no plans to hi-jack it. At last after what was an eternity to me, we reached the boss stage. Woo….

" Who the fuck are these fuckers!"

Ah…a smart one. The others could only speak three words at a time.

" Now now, we have a lady present."

Ok…there were a few of them, odd. The first one, who greeted us so well, had a suite that looked like it was ran-over a few times and the navy blue color was horribly faded. Now the second one, He was simply dressed in black jeans and a white button-down shirt. The last one looked like one of the re-spawners. I was having a problem telling who was in charge, but Youji helped clear it up.

" Ok, which one of you moronic ass holes is running the show?"

"…"

Is it possible for men to PMS? If so, I think Youji was doing that right about then. The one in the suite was declared the ringleader, as well as the grunt looking one started a strange style-less fight. They fought trading insults all the while, I chose to watch. Youji's attitude was so erratic that I feared for my own well-being. However, I soon realized that I wasn't the only spectator. The final man came over and talked as if this were a normal situation.

" From the state right?"

" Does it really matter?"

"Ah, I suppose it does not. I must apologize however, for my friend's crude behavior. He rarely controls himself."

I watched him blow a hole in the side of the train not a moment after he had said that. This wasn't the strange part, after that I turned to comment, and he was gone. At first I didn't think too much of it, he ran, no biggie. But after Youji had knocked out Mr. personality, and the poor grunt jumped ship, I asked him if he saw where the other man went.

" Other guy? What are you talking about? It was just these morons. ."

" No there was another…never mind."

" You feeling ok?"

" Can we just get this thing to the station. I hate trains."

I don't know why I didn't argue, I just felt…strange. There really isn't another way to put it. After that man left the train I felt dizzy, and more confused then ever. Maybe I was getting sick or something. I just really wanted to sleep.

" You can take care of this right Youji? I think I'll go lay down."

" Sure, go take care of your self. That wound on your side looks pretty bad too."

Wound? Wouldn't you know it? After all the training missions with my brother, I now cannot realize when I'm hurt. That would explain why I felt dizzy, blood loss. I wrapped it up in a makeshift bandage and chose to take a nap. Youji would wake me when we got there.

End Chapter.