Hi, I'm back! Sorry, it seemed like I disappeared off the face of this earth, but I didn't, because I'm updating. I have some good news and some bad news.
GOOD NEWS:
Because of the long wait…I melded what I have written of the eighth chapter into the seventh chapter.
Also, I should be putting up a new fanfiction. It's for Kingdom Hearts fans, so if any of you like Kingdom Hearts, keep an eye out for it.
BAD NEWS:
The bad news is that I really don't know what to put next, so if you have any ideas…put them in the review and I'll reply telling you what I think of the idea…And, I'll give you credit, of course!
Also, should I keep the pairings? I'm beginning to think that this fanfiction doesn't really need pairings…
On to the chapter!
-Chapter 7-
Chopper Chase
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The morning air was crisp, with a peaceful atmosphere that consumed anyone who was awake.
The sun shone brightly, waking 2-D up. He and Noodle's night had been spent on the island, which they finally arrived on.
A light strumming of an acoustic guitar had come to 2-D's attention. He looked around for the source. A few feet away, he saw Noodle completely absorbed in playing the guitar.
She played a song unknown to 2-D, and she sang softly in Japanese at certain parts.
All 2-D could do was stare. He hadn't heard a song that peaceful and beautiful in…well, a long time. Even though he couldn't understand what she was saying, but it was still a beautiful song.
"2-D-san, you're awake!" Noodle exclaimed, apparently she had caught him staring. "…I guess you heard my song…" She said, looking embarrassed.
"Yeah, I did…" 2-D replied. "But it was a beautiful song, Noodle."
"A-Arigatou, 2-D-san," Noodle said, blushing.
"You okay?"
"Y-yes," She replied, turning away.
There was an awkward moment of silence. 2-D had to think of something to say. "So, what do we do now?" He asked, after all they had reached their goal of getting onto the island.
"…We will leave this city," Noodle replied, a tinge of unsure ness in her voice.
"Where would we go?"
"I…I don't know…"
Another silence came over them. 2-D then realized something. He knew practically nothing about Noodle, except her name.
"How old are you?" 2-D asked out of the blue.
Noodle turned to face 2-D. "I'm nineteen," she answered.
2-D tried thinking of some more questions he could ask her. He could really think of any at the moment, but something did keep bugging him. "Uh…How did you already know my name?"
"…Well, I was previously in the Inc, but I escaped."
"…"
"And, I had to leave my family behind. They did not want to leave. So, I have no idea if they are still alive or if they even…remember me…" Noodle answered, looking down. She tried as hard as she could not to cry.
"Did I know you?" 2-D asked, having trouble trying to place her in his memories.
"Yeah…But, not that well; you just knew what I looked like…"
"Really? How long ago was that?"
Noodle looked deep in though for a moment. "Ano…It was about…six years, I think."
"So, you escaped six years ago?" 2-D asked.
Noodle nodded.
"You've been alone that long?"
"Yes. I was waiting for somebody to wish they were free from the clutches of the Inc, so I could rescue them," Noodle answered.
She then got up and mad her way over to the edge of the island, guitar in hand. Once she sat down, she began to tune her guitar.
'I wonder what Murdoc and Russ are doing…' 2-D thought. He soon realized that he hadn't given the two much thought since he left the Inc.
Suddenly, an odd whirring sound came into the two's ear shots; faint at first, and then getting louder and louder.
"2-D-san, i-it's the Inc!" Noodle shouted to him over the noise while she jumped up, leaving her guitar on the ground.
"What do you mean?" 2-D asked, totally confused. What was going on?
"The helicopters…The Inc. sent those after you," Noodle explained, running over to 2-D.
"What do we do?"
"We will have to jump. It is the only way to escape them," Noodle answered.
"But, but we'll die!"
"Maybe we will, maybe we won't. It is better to take a chance than to be captured," Noodle said, looking over at 2-D. "It is your decision."
2-D looked towards the approaching helicopters and then at Noodle. Was it better to take a chance or should he let himself get captured? "I don't know…"
Noodle looked sad for a second, and then put a straight face back on. "Well…I'm jumping," She said, walking over to the edge of the island.
She gave one last look towards 2-D, gathered up her courage, and then jumped towards the ground.
The feeling of fear when through 2-D as he watched her jump down.
He looked around; the helicopters were edging closer and closer.
"…Sorry, Noodle," He muttered as the helicopters surrounded him.
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Meanwhile…
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"Man, Cortez, if it wasn't for you, I would have gone crazy," A man sitting in a jail cell said.
A bird sitting next to him seemed to nod and give him a look of utter admiration.
"I mean, no alcohol! That's just not right," The man, Murdoc complained to the bird.
The bird, Cortez, gave him a look that said, 'I know, prison sucks, doesn't it?'
"And…It's only a matter of time…I mean, you do know what they do to guys like me in prison, right? They'll rip me apart…And, I'm not a bad fighter…Man, I've really got to escape, and soon, too," Murdoc told Cortez.
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Somewhere Else…
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Finally coming to, 2-D looked up, noticing that two men were carrying him to a rather old-looking building.
He remembered being reluctant to jump off the island and escaping—which, in the end, got him caught by the Inc. Then, somebody knocked him out by hitting him in the back of the head, which really hurt.
2-D winced as a throbbing pain began where the fist had collided with his skull.
He looked up and observed his surroundings, trying to ignore his now migraine.
The area he was in was an abandoned field, the buildings of the city about a mile or so away.
He looked in front of him at the building, which was a little ways ahead. It was a rather small building, and it looked old. The structure looked rather trashy, with graffiti on the sides, and the fact that it looked like it could fall down any second didn't help its appearance much.
This did not look good.
To Be Continued…
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Wow…I finally finished typing this. It took a little while to type up, as I had to edit a whole bunch. (I write on paper, then type it.) I took out at least twenty sentences!
Well, please review. The next chapter should be up sooner.
