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Detective Ikari:
-Chapter Fifteen: Break Out
Spades jerked away and immediately wished that he were still unconscious. He felt like shit. Those bastards had knocked him up with something powerful. He looked across the table and suddenly realized why. "Third Child."
"That's Doctor Ikari!" Spades roared, making the bearded man's bodyguards jump.
"It is interesting that you became a full American citizen in such a short amount of time," Gendo began, not looking up from the file in his hand.
"Not really," Spades stated. "I had information. I gave it to them in exchange for citizenship." Gendo's head shot up. "The Americans were very interested in NERV." Spades smirked and Gendo's face contorted in rage. "You were sold out by your own son. That's gotta hurt."
"You little shit!" Gendo shrieked. He pulled back his fist and punched Spades in the face. It didn't even have the force to knock Spades out of his seat, but he did feel his lip tear. He turned back to Gendo and gave him a bloody grin.
"Is that all you've got?" he demanded. "Guess I got my right hook from mom, eh?" With a sudden convulsive movement Gendo dragged a pistol out of his jacket.
"Shut your filthy mouth!" he bellowed. "You don't have the right to talk about her."
"Fucking shoot me!" Spades bellowed. "Come on you fucking coward!" Gendo aimed the pistol at Spades and pulled the hammer back.
"Sir!" one of the bodyguards snapped. Gendo froze. He took a breath and tucked his pistol back into his coat, suddenly calm and collected.
"You will not get out of this that easily," he stated flatly.
"You're going to wish I had," Spades said, a feral grin on his face. "You're going to pray to your miserable God and ask him why you didn't pull the trigger." Spades threw back his head and laughed. He laughed until one of the bodyguards slammed the butt of his rifle across his face and sent him spiraling into the darkness.
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"There is someone here to see you sir." Martin frowned and stared at the intercom on his desk. He pushed the button to reply.
"I'm in the middle of a meeting," he stated.
"I know sir," Martin's secretary reported. "She says that you're going to want to talk to her." Martin glanced up at the man standing at ease in front of his desk. Commander Phillip Norton just shrugged.
"What's her name?" Martin asked.
"Her name is Colonel Misato Katsuragi of NERV." Martin froze.
"Send her in." The door opened a moment later and a beautiful raven-haired woman strode into the room. "Colonel Katsuragi. . ."
"Here." Martin stared at the small USB on his desk.
"What's this?" he asked.
"This is floor plans for the Geo-Front and Central Dogma," Misato stated. "I bet you were having a rather hard time finding them."
"That's correct ma'am," Phillip stated.
"This is Commander Norton of SEAL Team Six," Martin stated as he stared at the woman. "What's the price?"
"You go in there and you get Shinji Ikari out alive," Misato stated. Martin frowned. That was top secret information.
"Shinji Ikari?" he asked.
"Don't," Misato growled. "The man who contacted you works for Shinji's employer. She is currently waiting outside."
"Amber Young?" Martin asked, despite himself. The Colonel nodded.
"She's in danger in this country," she explained. "She needs to leave with Shinji, or NERV will try to retaliate." Martin considered the woman carefully.
"You will need protection as well." Misato hesitated, obviously not having thought about that. "I can get you residency. That should keep you safe for the time."
"Thank you."
"What's your stake in this?" he asked after a moment.
"I owe Shinji a lot." The Colonel's steel exterior wavered. Phillip picked up the USB.
"I'll get this down to the analyst," he stated as he walked out of the room. Martin leaned back in his seat. This was an interesting turn of events.
"After this there will probably be no NERV," he commented.
"I don't care," Misato stated. "I want to see the top brass burn as war criminals." Martin smiled.
"We have something in common."
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Spades stared at the ceiling. He carefully reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose. It straightened with a crunch and Spades' eyes watered. He sat up and blew semi-dried blood out of his nose and onto the floor. "Ouch."
This was the last straw. Spades glanced around the cell. Spotting no cameras, he dug the ceramic knife out of his shoe. He gripped it carefully and moved to stand by the door. It didn't matter that he didn't know when the next person would come. All he knew was that someone would eventually come. He would stay there until then.
Footsteps rebounded off the walls outside the cell and filtered in through the crack under the door. 'That was quick.' He heard the sound of a card swiping over the lock and readied himself. "Spades?" Spades nearly tripped over his own feet.
"Johnny?" The door opened and Johnny stood, silhouetted in the doorframe. Spades quickly controlled his inrush of gratitude and happiness at seeing the man. "Where the fuck have you been?"
"Nice to see you too," Johnny replied. "I know something that will cheer you up." Spades stared at the bundle being offered to him. He took it and carefully unwrapped it.
"Melody."
"That's right," Johnny stated as he produced a belt. Spades pulled it on, examining the cartridge studded loops on the side opposite the holster. Just from the feel of her in his hand he could tell that Johnny had been thoughtful enough to load her.
"I owe you." Spades holstered Melody by his side, where she belonged.
"We're done with the owing stuff," Johnny stated. "We save each others' asses so often it gets confusing." Spades pulled back Melody's hammer.
"Coming with me?"
"Love to," Johnny stated, "but the boss doesn't want me picking fights with the United Nations." Shinji nodded in understanding. "One more thing."
"What?"
"The SEALs will be rolling in soon," Johnny stated. "Don't ask how I know, I just do. If you got any scores to settle then do it before they find you." Shinji nodded, accepting the suggestion.
"I'd better hurry then." Johnny nodded his understanding.
"Yeah, if the SEALs get here then they'll stop all your fun." Shinji grinned and stepped out of the cell. "Shit. Someone worked you over, huh?"
"Nothing I won't pay back in full," Shinji stated.
"Alright," Johnny replied. He glanced around and dug a suppressed 9mm pistol out of his coat. He offered it to Spades handle first. "It never hurts to be a little sneaky."
"You got to be shitting me." Johnny shrugged and tucked the weapon into his belt. "I got all the sneakiness I could need right here," Spades added, holding up his knife.
"Whatever floats your boat," Johnny replied. He reached into his jacket and dug out a cigar. He lit it and blinked dumbly at his empty fingers. Spades inhaled hard and sighed in relief as the toxic smoke filled his lungs. "Took your cigs, huh?"
"Yeah," Spades replied. Johnny dug out two more cigars and tossed one to him.
"For the road." Spades nodded his gratitude.
"Have any clothes I can borrow?" he asked, gesturing to his bare, heavily bandaged chest. Johnny shrugged off the coat he had been wearing and handed it over. Spades took it and slid it on. "This is mine."
"Amber had it," Johnny replied. "I didn't need to run into her yet, so I sneaked into the apartment she's staying at and took it."
"Then that's mine," Spades growled, glancing at the cigar Johnny was holding.
"Consider it payment," Johnny replied. "Go that way, catch the elevator, go four floors up, turn left, go about twenty yards, turn right, and it's the eighth door on your left. That's the armory. You can get your snubby there."
"Right. Johnny?"
"Yeah?"
"My hat."
"Right." Johnny snatched off the fedora he was wearing and tossed it to Spades. The brown-haired man caught it easily and pulled it on, adjusting the brim absently.
"See you around."
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Johnny watched as his friend started down the hallway. He disappeared into the elevator and Johnny sighed. He really wished that the boss had given him a full license to do as he wished. "Hey you!" Johnny pivoted, drawing his suppressed Wilson Combat .45 automatic. He fired twice and the two men crumbled to the ground.
"That was instinct." Johnny was already working on his excuse for when he got home. Giovanni would know he had killed someone, he always did. Johnny started down the hallway, tossing the suppressed 9mm he had offered to Spades, and pausing only to properly dispatch each NERV man with a bullet to the head and change magazines.
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Spades stretched his arms over his head and felt his back pop in a dozen different places. The elevator's door opened and Spades found him self face to face with a NERV security guard. "What?"
Spades lashed out with his left arm. The man blocked and Spades grabbed his forearm, pulling him close and slamming the knife into his left kidney. Spades jerked his knife out and the man's hands went to his wounded side, leaving his throat open. Spades struck again and the man went down.
"I hate knives," Spades told the man. "Knives are painful weapons. I would have just shot you if you hadn't surprised me." The man gurgled and went still. Spades sighed and wiped the blade of his knife on his pants leg. "Sorry."
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"Alright, listen up!" Phillip snapped. His team went deathly silent in an instant. Phillip glanced at the woman standing beside him. "This is Colonel Katsuragi. She will be briefing you on the area of operations."
"What kind of OP is this Commander?" someone called.
"This is a rescue mission," Phillip replied. "Colonel?"
"Right," Misato replied stepping forward. "Today you will be assaulting an extremely unusual location."
"We've seen plenty of unusual places ma'am," someone called. Phillip's hand shot up and he pointed at the man who had spoken. He quickly looked down, avoiding eye contact.
"Please continue," Phillip stated.
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Johnny checked the address on the piece of paper and knocked. The door opened and he found himself staring at a stunning redhead. "Uh. . .konich. . .konichiwu. No, that's not right."
"I speak English," the redhead stated.
"Thank Christ," Johnny stated. "I'm looking for a woman named Amber Young."
"Who are you?" the redhead demanded.
"I'm a hit man for the LA Mafia," Johnny stated. The redhead's face paled.
"Johnny?"
"Hello Miss Young," Johnny stated, smiling at the woman he had met a few days ago. The speed of what happened next shocked him.
"You gave Spades Melody, didn't you?" Amber demanded, shaking Johnny roughly.
"What. . .the. . .hell. . .did you. . .think I was. . .doing here?" Johnny managed. How the hell had she done that? He had killed bigger and stronger men then her with no problem
"Is it good to grab a hit man by his shirt and shake him?" the redhead asked. Amber stopped, seemingly realizing what she was doing. She let go and Johnny tried to make the world stop spinning, damn inner ear problems. "She got the drop on you."
"No she didn't! I just didn't want to hit a girl!"
"Bullshit," the redhead stated smugly. Johnny glared at her. "How'd you get past the MPs outside?"
"They're MPs outside?" Phillip asked. The redhead nodded. "Huh. Didn't notice. Kind of make you worry about you safety, huh?"
"Yeah," the redhead replied. "Step inside please."
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Amber watched as the man stepped into the apartment looked around, checking entrances and seizing up the room's occupants. "God damn. Spades is gay and he still gets prettier girls then me."
"I thought so," Asuka stated.
"He's not gay," Amber and Hikari stated. Then Hikari blushed brightly as all attention was turned on her.
"And why are you so sure?" Amber asked smugly.
"Uh. . ." Hikari began hesitantly. "He doesn't seem like he's gay."
"Yeah right," Amber snorted. "Did he know that tongue thing back then?" Hikari's blushed burned even brighter. "Drunk, right?"
"Right after we caught Touji and Ruri," Hikari replied hesitantly. "We didn't mention it afterwards."
"Well you just made me one hundred bucks," Johnny stated brightly.
"Is there anyone in LA who isn't making bets on whether or not Spades is gay?" Amber demanded.
"I don't think the boss is," Johnny replied. "He'll be kind of disappointed. I think he wanted Spades to meet his son and them to marry. That way Spades would be in the family by blood too." Amber stared at the man.
"Giovanni has a gay son?"
"Yeah," Johnny replied. "Nice guy. Great with a sawed off double barrel 10-gauge."
"Oh." Amber searched for the words in her train of thought that had just been derailed. Then she replayed what he said. "What do you mean by 'in the family by blood too?" she demanded.
"Spades is part of the Giovanni family," Johnny stated. "You didn't know that?"
"No." When Spades got back Amber was going to give him a rather stern talking to about his activities. "So, what are you doing here?"
"Spades wanted me to get you out," Johnny stated. "I'll be taking you to an American base where you'll meet up with Spades."
"The Military Police out there are already watching out for us," Amber stated.
"The guys I didn't notice?" Johnny asked. "Ah Christ. I can't leave you with them. Spades would kill me if you all died while they were playing grab ass."
-End
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-Author's notes. And the different branches begin to intertwine. Or some deep shit like that. Yank 'em and shank 'em!
