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Detective Ikari
-Chapter Sixteen: Ikari Unleashed
"Ikari!" Spades turned and frowned as he saw several men in riot gear with pistols running towards him though the hallways of NERV. How had they found him so quick? "Don't move Ikari." Spades pushed his trench coat back and tucked it behind Melody's holster.
"Leave now and I won't kill you." In all honesty, Spades wantd to kill them all, but he did have a finite ammo supply. They all stopped and took up positions across the hallway with weapons leveled at him. Spades frowned. There were six of them. He was only going to get one shot at this.
"Unholster your weapon and drop it on the ground!" one of the men barked. Spades smirked.
"Do you have any idea how old this revolver is?" he demanded. "It doesn't have a drop safety. If I dropped it then I might get shot."
"Last warning Ikari!" Spades drew. His finger went straight to the trigger and his left hand forced the hammer back. He fanned the weapon, firing from the hip and taking down all six of the men in less than two seconds.
"See? I didn't get shot." Spades lowered Melody's feed gate and tilted the revolver back, letting gravity remove the spent brass from the chambers as he turned the cylinder. He plucked six more cartridges and began to load them. "You guys should have left." Spades holstered Melody and pulled his trench coat over her.
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Yuuske frowned as the alarms continued to go off. Apparently there was a terrorist loose in the Geo-Front. One terrorist wasn't a bad thing, well, it wouldn't have been a bad thing if somebody hadn't stolen the armory officer's keys. "Work faster."
"I'm working as fast as I can without damaging anything," the man kneeling in front of the key card reader commented.
"I don't have the authority to allow you to damage NERV property," Yuuske stated. The man grumbled and continued to prod wires trying to hotwire the door.
"Just get the damn door open," Yuuske growled. Inside he was smirking. Maybe Ikari would be able to kill the Commander. That would certainly simplify things. Without the Commander, all of NERV's insidious little plans would just dissolve.
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Phillip felt the slight bump of the VTOL gun ship setting down and threw open one of the side doors. "Go! Go! Go!" His men rushed out and began lining up on the tarmac. Misato climbed out as well and Phillip followed her.
"The van's right there," Misato commented.
"Fall out and get in the van!" Phillip ordered as he looked around the darkened area of the airport they were using.
"Dark night," Misato commented.
"Yeah," Phillip agreed. "All the better. After you ma'am." Misato nodded and climbed into the van's passenger seat. Phillip walked around and climbed into the van.
"I have to go potty," one of the SEALs in back commented. Phillip started the van and pinched the bridge of his nose. 'Don't let them get to you. Don't let them get to you.'
"You're all going to pay when this mission is over," Phillip hissed.
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Spades peeked around the corner and stepped into the empty hallway. He mentally ran over Johnny's directions and glanced at the eighth door on the left.
The door wasn't locked and Spades carefully pushed it open. The men inside looked up and Spades fired. All but one dropped. The lone man stared at Shinji. "Funny running into you here."
"Could you repeat that?" Yuuske asked. "I couldn't hear you over the sound of me shitting myself."
"I noticed that these NERV security boys seem a little under gunned," Spades commented. Yuuske grinned and tugged a small plastic card from one of the pockets of his tac vest.
"I wonder why." He turned and ran the card through the reader. The massive metal door swung open and Yuuske stepped inside. "You want a rifle?"
"Not unless I have to," Spades replied.
"Machinegun?"
"Not my style," Spades stated.
"Shotgun?" Spades paused and stepped into the armory. Yuuske had already unlocked one of the sleek black semi-autos from its mooring.
"Oh yeah." Shinji took the 12-gauge beast and ran an appraising eye over it. Not as nice as Mary, but still a damn fine weapon. "Shells?"
"Here you go." Shinji loaded the weapon and slung it over his shoulder. He shoved as many more shells as he could into the pockets of his vest. "And here's your snubby." Shinji took the snub nose .45 gratefully and tucked it into the pocket of his coat after verifying that it was loaded.
"Thanks. What are you going to tell NERV?" Spades asked.
"I'll tell them you ran out of ammo," Yuuske replied. "Hopefully when I come to, there won't be a NERV." Spades closed his fist and heard his knuckles pop loudly.
"Here's praying." He swung and Yuuske dropped like a rock. Spades peaked out into the hallway and un-slung the shotgun. Things were looking up for Spades Ikari. "Now which way do I go?" Things were looking up while going further down.
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"Here we are," Misato stated as she drove aboard the train lift.
"Fancy," Philip commented as he looked around. "Cock and lock boys." The sound of a dozen automatic weapons being cocked filled the small space of the van.
"Don't forget," Misato stated, "when we get to the checkpoint let me do all the talking."
"Not a problem," Phillip replied. It really wasn't, after all; he didn't speak a word of Japanese.
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Phillip drove off the car train and pulled to a stop at the security checkpoint. He rolled down his window and frowned as one of the guards shined a light in his face. "Hey guys!" Misato exclaimed with a smile.
"Lieutenant Colonel!" Both men immediately saluted. "Go right on through."
"Thanks," Misato called as Phillip pulled through the gate. He got out of view of the booth and stopped.
"Mac? Chuck?"
"On it Commander," Mac replied. He pulled open the side door of the van and disappeared along with Chuck. Phillip pulled into a parking space and put the van in park.
"Now we wait."
"Anybody know how to play pea knuckle?" Misato asked.
"Nobody knows how to play pea knuckle," one of the SEALs in back commented.
"I know how to play pea knuckle," Phillip shot back.
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The lights flickered and Spades frowned. "You've got to be shitting me." The lights snapped off and Spades blinked in the absolute darkness. "Perfect."
The emergency lights snapped on and bathed the hallway in an eerie red light. So distracted was Spades, that he rounded the next corner without checking. A shotgun roared to life and Spades leapt back behind cover, his right hand bleeding slightly from where bits of metal had managed to cut through the thick skin. "Shit!"
"Cease fire!" someone barked. Spades stared at his hand and at the twisted metal that had been Melody. Before he had been mad. Spades reached into his pocket and pulled out his snubby. That was just going too far. They had pushed him too fucking far.
"Eight," Spades hissed, leaning against the wall. He swung out and fired. The .45-caliber slug tore through the lead man's throat and into another man's head, taking them both down.
Spades was behind cover before the others could react. He tucked Melody carefully into her holster. He and the man with the shotgun were now almost even. He had destroyed Melody and Spades had destroyed his jugular.
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Phillip watched as the lights flickered and went out. "Move!" He climbed out of the van with his suppressed sub-machinegun ready. The other members of the SEAL team climbed out as well. "See you later ma'am."
"Make sure you come back here with Shinji," Misato stated.
"That's the job." Phillip flashed a series of hand signals to his men and they formed up in a single stack with the ease of men who had done this a million times before.
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Spades stepped out from behind his shelter and stared at the bodies littering the ground. "We're even." He reached into his pocket and dug out a handful of shells, which he began to load his shotgun with.
Spades started past the bodies, but paused. He stared at the body of the leader, the man who had destroyed Melody. There was a rather interesting weapon holstered on his belt. Spades kneeled and tugged the pistol free. "A Mateba Model Six." Shinji cast a sidelong glance at the corpse and snapped the auto revolver's cylinder open. "Now I owe you one." Spades stated, counting the six massive .454 Casull rounds. "Thanks." He unsnapped the holster from the man's belt and unclipped Melody's holster.
He was feeling a little better now.
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"What the hell is going on?" Gendo demanded. "Are we under attack?"
"Unknown," one of the techs reported. "Christ. What the hell is wrong with the backup generators?"
"They've been hacked," another tech answered. "They must have planned this out way in advance. No one can get through our firewalls on short notice. Can they?"
"Not without access codes," Ritsuko stated. "Do you think that it's a rescue attempt?"
"We have to assume," Kozo stated. "We've also lost touch with many of the units dispatched to find the Third Child." Gendo scowled. There was a traitor in his midst. There was no other explanation for it.
"Where is Colonel Katsuragi?"
"She's at her home," Kozo replied.
"Deploy Section-2 agents to her apartment," Gendo ordered. "Bring her in."
"Very well."
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Spades glanced into the next hallway and stepped carefully out from behind the corner. He was so fucking lost. "This is a problem." He glanced around the red light bathed hallway and tried to puzzle out where just where the hell he was.
Then the hallway began to look familiar. "No way." Spades pushed open one the swinging doors and glanced inside. It was the Evangelion pilots' locker room. "I'll be damned."
"Hello?" Shinji turned and stared at the female silhouetted against the dividing wall. She pushed the divider aside and Spades found himself staring at a nude Rei Ayanami. "Pilot Ikari?"
"Things are looking up," Spades commented. He raised the Mateba and drew a bead on Rei's impassive face. "I have some questions for you."
-End
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-Author's notes. I'm so damn tired. Trench coat. . .check. Wide-brimmed hat. . .check. Quick draw Colt Single Action Army .45-caliber. . .check. I've turned Shinji into a cowboy. Oh my God. . .check.
