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Detective Ikari:
Chapter Fourteen: Above the Law? So?
"I guess Doc Akagi was wrong. He's still out cold."
"Doc Akagi is never wrong." Spades listened to them. Only two? That was an insult. Spades didn't take kindly to be insulted. Apparently neither of the men took too kindly to having the skulls smashed together. They slumped to the ground and didn't move.
"Stupid fuckers." Spades cursed as pain raged through his right arm. He made a quick revision to his mental kill list. Ayanami now took precedent over Chief. He owed her a full set of lumps for distracting him.
Spades kneeled and searched both of the men. Neither was armed and neither carried any smokes. "Shit." Spades straightened up and glanced at his bandaged shoulder. Crimson was clearly visible through the layers of gauze. It hurt like a bitch. Spades stepped outside and frowned as he found himself staring down the muzzles of half a dozen automatic rifles. "Any of you got smokes?" The man in the lead wound up and slammed the butt of his rifle into Spades' head.
As the world swam Spades made another revision. The top spot of his kill list was occupied by some nameless, faceless NERV piece of shit. He would kill that man. Of course, they all looked alike. 'Have to kill them all,' Spades decided logically as everything went black.
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"Hello?" Johnny pushed the door open and stuck his head inside the office. "Anyone home?"
"Right over here sir," a young woman's voice called. "Can I help you?"
"Yeah." Johnny stepped into the office. He quickly recognized Spades' partner. "I'm here to pick up a lady for a friend of mine."
"Oh," the young woman sitting at one of the desks replied. "Who would that be?"
"Her." Johnny turned and stared at the cloth-covered bundle being handed to him.
"Thanks Mark." Johnny took the bundle and carefully unwrapped it. His eyes studied the polished chrome weapon and he quickly wrapped it back up.
"You know what will happen if she gets scratched, right?" Mark asked.
"I am very aware of the consequences." Back when Johnny had first met Spades it was because Spades had killed Giovanni's bodyguard. It took a special kind of man to kill a Mafia bodyguard in front of a Mafia boss. Fortunately for Spades, Giovanni hadn't liked that man anyway.
"Good luck," Mark commented.
"Thanks, but I don't need it." Johnny tucked the heavy old revolver into his pocket. "Those bastards at NERV, however, most certainly will."
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Spades sat up and groaned. His skull was killing him. 'I've had worse hangovers,' he decided sourly. 'Well, no need to worry about a concussion, thoughts are too clear for that.' He looked around the bright white room and stared at the brown-haired man sitting across the table from him. "Hello Shinji."
"Hey," Shinji rasped, examining the handcuffs keeping his hands behind his back. There was something familiar about the man, but Spades couldn't quite place it.
"NERV wants you back Shinji," the man stated, adjusting his glasses. "Why are you making this hard?"
"Because its my right," Spades stated. "Same as how I could kill you for holding me against my will." The man sighed and glanced around the interrogation room. He made a cutting motion across his throat at the mirror on the wall.
"I didn't want to do this," the man began. Yup, there was definitely something familiar about him.
"Yeah right," Spades grumbled.
"Your friend," the man began, "Miss Amber Young. . ."
"Bring her up at your own risk," Spades interrupted.
"Japan is a dangerous place anymore," the man stated, "especially for lone women."
"You can't find her, can you?" Spades asked. He knew they never would. Amber was too good, he had taught her himself.
"It'd be horrible if she was kidnapped by some street gang," the man continued. "You never know what a group of depraved. . ." Spades leapt to his feet and drove one foot into the table. It screeched across the floor, taking the man with it, and pinning him between it and the wall.
"I told you," Spades stated. He slammed his full weight into the table and the man coughed up blood. "It was at your own risk." The door burst open and four security guards rushed in with batons. Spades really hated batons. He hated them almost as much as tazers.
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Spades opened one eye and winced as light flooding into his sore brain. His skull was killing him. . .again. 'Someone's going to die,' he decided. He took in his surroundings. He was still in the room, but now there was a blonde-haired woman sitting against the far wall and he was chained to the chair. "Hello Shinji."
"Doctor Ikari if you would," Spades growled as he rolled his shoulders. He was starting to get cramps. Then there was the fact that there was a fucking bullet wound in one of them.
"Of course," the blonde replied. "I was hoping that we could talk like dignified human beings." Spades shuffled his bound hands slightly.
"Dignified," Spades repeated. "Well, I never really did expect any of you people to know the meaning of that particular word. You least of all." Spades saw the blonde's expression turned rather puzzled. That was fine. He didn't need to dignify her with an answer.
"Why won't you come back to NERV Shinji?"
"Because I don't give a shit." The blonde did a double take. "If I cared then I would have never left, would I have Doctor Akagi?"
"I suppose not," Ritsuko replied. "But, you don't understand the situation that NERV is in."
"I don't give a shit," Spades repeated. "You do not have the authority to detain me. Release me now and I will not kill you due to your status as someone ignoring my rights." The good doctor seemed as a loss for words to reply. She stared at him for a few more minutes before rising.
"You will have to cooperate Ikari."
"I don't have to do a damned thing," Spades stated. "I will destroy this entire fucking installation and I will be on the right side of the law."
"NERV is above the law," Ritsuko stated. "We have the UN's complete backing."
"You know what the means, right?" Shinji asked. "You're deniable. If NERV is exposed carrying out illegal operations, the UN will deny your existence and you're all fucked!"
"You're going to wish you agreed," Ritsuko hissed.
"So I can spend all my time bent over a desk like you?" Spades demanded. "Not my style lady." Ritsuko's face flushed a pissed off red. She covered the distance between them and slapped him. Spades had been hit harder by ten-year-olds, albeit ones he was training in a national junior boxing league. Ritsuko glared at him and walked out. Spades watched her go with a smirk. This was fun.
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"And that's our story Misato." Asuka watched as her words sank into her former guardian's brain.
"NERV really kidnapped Shinji?" she asked after a moment. Asuka understood her reluctance to understand. The older woman had pretty much given her life to NERV after all.
"We don't even know where they're holding him," Amber stated.
"There's only one place," Misato stated. "He has to be somewhere in NERV."
"Do you know where they would have him?" Asuka asked.
"NERV has ten detainment cells, but I doubt they would put someone they're illegally holding into one of them," Misato replied as she raked her brain. That must have meant that there were more holding cells. 'Jesus. Just how corrupt are they?' A shrill ring filled the air and Amber pulled out her cell phone.
"Hello? What's wrong? Oh shit." Amber flipped her phone shut. "Damn it."
"What's wrong?" Hikari asked.
"A friend of Spades is on the way," Amber stated.
"What's wrong with that?" Misato asked.
"Spades' friend is one of the top Mafia hit men in America," Amber replied. "Ah fuck. He had a backup plan."
"Isn't that good?" Misato asked. She was saving her question about the kinds of men Shinji had as friends for when they were talking face-to-face.
"It means that Spades' friend has Melody," Amber replied. "We have to stop him."
"Who's Melody?" Asuka asked.
"Melody is. . .well, she's Spades' weapon," Amber explained. "He was only carrying a snub nose .45 and a pocket 9mm because he wanted concealability."
"So Melody's a gun?" Misato asked.
"Yeah," Amber answered. "We can't let Spades get her while he's still being detained."
"He couldn't get it," Misato stated. "This friend guy could never get through security."
"You're wrong. He can and he will."
"Why can't Spades get a gun while he's in captivity?" Hikari asked. "Won't he use it to escape?"
"No," Amber replied flatly. "He'll use it to exact vengeance. Spades is an old fashioned cowboy. You wrong him and he will kill you."
"So he'll attack?"
"Yup."
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Martin Smiley was not happy. In fact he was pissed off. He hadn't been this pissed off since landing the position as the American Naval Attaché in Japan. It had seemed like a dream job. Now certain people were fucking with his dream. "They're ignoring the requests, aren't they?"
"Yes sir," Martin's secretary replied. Martin scowled. Fucking UN. Thought they could do anything they wanted.
"Get a team ready."
"We don't have proper authorization sir," Martin's secretary argued. Martin glanced out the window at the grounds of the American embassy. "We don't even have proof that NERV actually exists, let alone that they're holding this Ikari guy."
"They exist," Martin stated. Everyone really knew that NERV existed, even though they were officially a rumor.
"Well, we can't just attack them," Martin's secretary stated. "We need probable cause."
"We can use Delta or SEAL Team Six," Martin stated. The unofficially military units would be perfect for this op.
"You don't have that kind of authority." Martin grinned. It was time to call in an old favor.
"Let's ask someone who does, shall we?"
"The only person who could authorize that is the President sir."
"Exactly."
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"Welcome to Japan sir."
"Thank you," Johnny watched as the young woman stamped his passport.
"Enjoy your stay sir."
"I wish I could," Johnny replied with a smile. He took his passport and tucked it into his jacket. He turned and continued past customs. A man in a black suit fell into step beside him.
"Johnny?"
"Tsubasa?" Johnny replied.
"Yeah," the man answered. "I've been ordered to stay with you and make sure you don't disrupt business in Tokyo-3."
"But I'm here to make a major disruption," Johnny replied with a grin. "Well, I'm going to start one anyway."
"You know what I mean," Tsubasa stated. "Once you are out of this city you are no longer under our protection. The Yakuza and Mafia will be enemies again."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Johnny replied.
"Nor would I," Tsubasa stated as he moved into the lead. Johnny followed him through the winding halls of Tokyo-3. "He is rather amazing, isn't he?"
"Spades?" Johnny asked. Tsubasa nodded. "Well, he's got two major warring factions to work together, so, yeah. He's pretty amazing."
"The Yakuza could use a man like that."
"Don't bother," Johnny replied with a laugh. "He's already part of the family."
"What a shame."
-End
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-Author's notes. Yeah, it's short. I have some bad writers block at the moment, which is really unusual for me.
