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A/N: Hey thanks for the reviews, and about your question AegisX, well, I'm not sure if this answers your question. But if you mean if she's gonna' tell him what's the deal with all the goings-on then, yeah. In this chapter … I think … (takes a look) yeah. She tells him her job and stuffs.
Well I'ma shut it now and let you get to reading, the first part should be interesting enough.
Enjoy my peeps!
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Imperceptible
There was a design flaw in the making of Sin's Ford GT.
Not that the navigator really cared to mention. Oh-no, he trusted his Nightrider too much to care to mention that the highly combustible dry nitrous in it's tank was so sensitive to flames that even if the smallest of sparks landed every thing went up in flames. That was why when his Nightrider used the nitrous on the meeting night up at Scenic Point, after the rough housing with the two amateurs.
He had to admit, when the car came to him for repairs he was almost too scared to even touch the damn thing. Afraid to change the nitrous for fear of the heated engine setting off a large KABOOM in his garage and taking not only his life's work, but his very own life with it. Shaking his head he sat at the counter of the garage and glared at the powerful machine. This car … he thought to himself … was not a car … it was a dangerous stealth machine that he knew was capable of falling back into the hands of Area 51.
Although when he jacked the thing out of the warehouse it had been nothing but scrap metal.
However … now … now it was a shining beauty with a deadly razor edge.
The sleek, almost sophisticated look, yet with that badass statement that came with the engine matched his Nightrider well. Very classy, very sassy, but most of all that worried him about it – for his Nightrider's sake – very delicate … what the hell Area 51 was doing with a Ford GT in it's garage he'll hardly know. And he hardly cared, what he did to this thing was unbelievable.
A hand was raised and he ran it through his loose long white-silver hair. With a yawn he sat back on the counter he was propped up against and glared at the floor. The worries about the Ford GT was getting to him, his Nightrider rode it too hard.
Even after he warned that it was still unstable!
However, his Nightrider never listened to him before, so why bother to start now?
Rorek sighed and jumped off the counter, throwing the wrench he had been holding to the side he walked up to the GT and looked at his reflection through the shining polished mid-night blue GT. Beautiful. In fact it had a lot of qualities like it's Rider. Beauty was just skin deep, but its personality was sporty and 'in-your-face' just like its Rider.
A small smirk came to his lips as he thought of the first time they took it out for a spin. It was just so powerful, so free, and proud. He could count on it to do almost everything that was expected of a fast, street racer. And with his Nightrider being the top on the FBI's most wanted list. It could not be anything else but, perfect.
Bring him back to reality was the sound of another engine pulling up in his front garage. Going to the door he opened it and made sure it was big enough for only himself to get through then closed it and locked it. Watching as a black car pulled up in front of the shop, where the passenger side door was jerked open and slammed shut by, "Raven?"
She was livid, he could tell as she stormed into the shop, the driver turned off his car and out came – much to Rorek's shock a person he didn't know. Well, he saw the guy around campus, but didn't know him by name. Glancing back at Raven with a raised brow as she reached into the outside small fridge she took out a bottle of water and immediately chugged it down.
"Uh …" Rorek blinked, "… Raven … what do you think you're doing hitching rides?"
She gasped for air once she took a long gulp and gave him a piercing look, "He insisted."
"So what happened," Rorek growled and Raven turned around to notice X was coming in looking around, both glared at his curiosity.
Raven cleared her throat, "Alright then Angel, you dropped me, you can leave now."
Snatching his attention, X looked up to both of the glaring individuals and smirked, "Aw come on, I've never seen this shop before. Think I could come here for a few tune ups?"
"No," Raven was quick to answer, but Rorek sunk back.
"Uh, well … it's not my shop," the nervous Rorek answered with a shrug feeling Raven's heated glare on him he excused himself and quickly sank into the back garage where the Ford GT was kept. Hearing the door make a resounding click it was locked and Raven herself couldn't get in without the key.
However … X was a different story.
Not that the back door mattered any to him, he still had a score to settle with Raven, leaning against the counter and crossing his arms over his chest he glared at the girl that had been a thorn on his side for the past few days. Always their paths crossed since the beginning of … well … literally when they first met. Which would be in the beginning of their year together in Creative Writing class.
"So …" he started slowly, "…this where your boyfriend works?"
It was low blow, X knew it, but it just slipped.
Raven's glare darkened ever so greatly and she put her bottled water on top of the fridge, "What the hell is that suppose to mean?"
"However you see it," X shrugged, "after all you guys are always together, makes sense doesn't it?"
X honestly didn't know why his mouth wouldn't shut up, every word that was coming out was coming out not only the wrong way, but also just plain old wrong.
"What has that got to do with anything," she growled, "I already told you what you wanted to hear."
"Well maybe that's my problem at the moment miss thang," X pushed off the counter and slowly walked up to her, "you keep telling me what I want to hear, not what I need to hear. Those guys back there was working for Slade. A guy that's Robin's Mother is dating! Now I want to know the truth and I want to know it now, otherwise I'll find my own means of gathering information."
"Oh really?" Raven met him halfway in his walk, bring both of them standing in the middle of the empty garage, sizing the other up Raven's violet orbs stormed and surged like a violent hurricane. While X amber hazel eyes shinned mockingly and challengingly, sneering Raven growled, "Slade owns the shipment of … illegal items here in Jump city, him and my boss had been on good terms for a while, but something's come up. Slade is making deals with people that my boss deals with, now that don't sit well with us. Business is business Angel, and Slade's business is getting too dirty. Happy?"
"Power checking," X stated with a nod then smirked, "Sounds to me like you have a busy schedule."
Raven snorted and rolled her eyes, turning around and taking off her bag causing the jacket she was wearing under it to slid and show the black tang top underneath. Taking off the jacket and throwing it to the side where he bag was tossed, the tang-top she wore was tight and above her belly-button. Showing off a large black tattoo on her back just above her pelvis, in a shape of a shadowed raven, wings stretched out to touch her sides and the head pointing down.
X raised a brow, Never took you to be a tattoo chick, wonder when she got that?
"My schedule is none of your concern," Raven turned to give him a piercing look, "in fact, everything I do is none of your concern. So why are you suddenly so curious about my life?"
"Oh no, your life is as dull as a door knob to me," X sniffed with a playful smirk and a twinkle in his amber hazel eyes, "but what you do, now that shit is cause for some major ass concern."
"Right," Raven sneered, putting her fists on her hips glaring at X, "so what now? You know more than you should know, what do you plan to do with that information?"
"What am I going to do?" he snickered and looked up to the ceiling. Mocking thought, he heard her move and slowly looked back down to her, scanning her body as if he had X-ray vision – lord knows he wished he did – X chuckled and shrugged, "I don't know, maybe be nice and help ya out."
Raven blinked and looked over her shoulder for a brief moment, then shook her head and walked to the tool drawer, pulling out a small screwdriver. She waltzed across the garage passed X feeling his eyes all over her body, but never bothered by it. In fact she was used to it by most men in the job she was in, "Good-boys finish last, never mind helping me, I'm fine."
From a drawer under the counter on the far wall behind X she pulled out a pair of glasses with a green tint, however when looking close enough it was seen that she was reading a few information's. The screwdriver in her hand was actually a virtual tool that was helping her study up on her mechanic skills. X noticed her working on an imaginary object and smirked, deciding that it was so smart of him to sneak up behind her.
He playfully breathed down her neck; "I never said I was a good-boy."
Slowly, ever so slowly she stopped what she was doing and took off the glasses, leaning away from X enough so to look over her left shoulder up to him. Taking exceptional noticed of their close proximity, Raven slowly blinked and ran her tongue along her lips dampening their sudden dryness. Her passive expression darkened and she scowled, "What the fuck do you think you're doing hovering over me and whispering to me like I'm some kind of fucking bitch you can pick up on the streets? Get away from my damn space."
X chuckled and held up his hands in defense backing away with a smug grin, Raven turned around and put the screwdriver down, crossing her arms under her chest. Her scowl stayed and her glare was so evil Lucifer himself was trembling, however X wasn't Lucifer … not in a sense, "Sorry to have invaded your space."
"'Sorry' doesn't exist in my vocabulary, therefore your words are empty to me … every … last … one of them," she bit down on her lower lip and glanced to the watch up on the wall. X noticed her make a face of either worry, fear, or irritation, but it was gone in a matter of a millisecond, back at him she glared and pointed to the exit, "you've over stayed your welcome, leave now."
X raised a brow and looked at the clock-taking note that it had just turned 4:56, he snorted and rolled his eyes, "Expecting someone special?"
Raven clenched her hands into fists and gritted her teeth, "Angel, don't start with me. Leave, now."
She was worried, she was irritated and if he was sure he was seeing things she looked ready to literally kick him out of the shop. However before anyone of them could do or say anything, the door Rorek disappeared behind was opened and out came the snowy haired ice-blue worker, "Raven, get ready we have to go," Rorek looked to X and scowled rushing up to him and grabbing his shoulder. Turning him around and pushing him to the exit while saying, "the shops closing, sorry but I gotta go and you gotta get the hell out. Raven, let's go."
"Coming," she nodded and rushed to the other side of the garage where her bag was and picked up both her jacket and back-pack jogging till she was outside the garage Rorek shut it down and she rushed to the back of the garage. Taking a moment to turn back to X, seeing him with a look of utter bewilderment on his face, she sighed and shook her head.
Rorek followed and took out the keys to his motorcycle, a black Ninja that he trusted with his life, he got on packing Raven. Starting up the engine as she reached over and wrapped her arms around his waist he looked back at her and said, "Get rid of him Raven, get rid of him before Slade or Trigon does."
Raven bowed her head and nodded, "I will, I just – I … I will."
"Good, cause if you, Trigon, or Slade don't go for him, I WILL." It was a definite promise, how Raven knew was because there was always a certain look he'd give her if he meant it. After she nodded he kicked up the stand and warned her to hold on then took off into the street, the opposite direction of where X went.
Down Nitrous Road Rorek flew like a the devil himself was after him, with Raven on his back holding on tight, her head bowed and resting on his shoulder she closed her eyes and enjoyed the ride. Enjoyed the speed, and enjoyed the rush, taking a deep breath and holding on even tighter to make sure she wasn't falling asleep. Rorek glanced back momentarily and shook his head. Raven was like a precious little sister to him and he loved her to death.
Although her very own pride and locked up attitude worried him.
She hardly had anyone to talk to other then himself and Malchior, although he was grateful to be consider one of her most trusted companions. Mlachior was a sketchy to him, even if he was her brother, Malchior's past was more checked than a damn Checker Board. Most of the time Rorek had to always watch and calculate everything he said in order to be sure he was telling the truth.
Without warning he leaned in on a sharp right turn, almost knocking Raven from her perch and completely out of her mind as she yelped and gripped him tight. Earning her a smirk from her driver she warningly pinched his stomach and Rorek burst out laughing. Raven growled in his ear, "That wasn't funny."
Un able to answer her, Rorek shrugged and slowed to a stop when they reached their destination. In a back alleyway, he stopped and kicked the stand, allowing Raven off first she jumped down and glared at him, watching him get down and fix his messy snowy hair. He grinned at her and chuckled, Raven scowled, "Shut-up."
He laughed harder and she reached out punching him in the shoulder, "Hey! Hey! Okay! Okay! Take it easy! It wasn't that bad."
"I almost fell off and you're telling me it's not that BAD!" Raven almost screamed, but growled harshly, and Rorek chuckled a bit more before grabbing her around the waist and pulling her close. Raven glared at him and shoved herself out of his arms, "Arms length thank you very much! Let's get down to business."
"Fine then," Rorek stifled a chuckle, "be that way, oh and before we go in –" in the back of his pants hidden beneath his shirt he pulled out two silver calibers and cocked one, tossing the other to Raven she caught it with one hand and cocked it, " – you're going to needing that, what's the routine?"
"5-O, ready?" she answered and asked dryly as Rorek held on to the handle of a door where a huge bumpin' and grindin' party was hittin' it up.
He winked while grinning said, "Let's get the party started."
With that he flew open the door and Raven shot inside to the ceiling everyone inside screamed as she raised her voice over the panicked crowd, "EVERYBODY GET DOWN! This is the police, sit your asses down and no one move!" she fired to the wall where one of the exits were and everyone heading there stopped, screamed and fell back, "I said sit the fuck down! Turn that fuckin' music off and listen the fuck up! Rorek!"
Rorek nodded and shot at the lights shutting them off everyone stumbled and music was cut, slowly silence was reassured and the generators kicked in drenching the place in a deep dark blue. By this time Rorek took over, "Alright! Do we have everyone's undivided fuckin' attention! Good, now, we're lookin' for a bitch that goes by the name of Kitten Moth. She here? Anybody know?"
Silence.
Raven scowled, "Come on! This is her fuckin' house, Kitten Moth get your ass out where I can see it now!"
No movement, but to Raven's peripheral vision she caught someone making a break for Rorek, too slow to react Rorek never saw the surprise attack come when someone tackled him to the ground and grabbed the gun from his hand. However, before the guy could take a shot at his heart a hard punch to the side of his head and a kick to the gut sent the male flying off and into the crowd that panicked once again and made a run for the exit. Raven gritted her teeth and looked around for Rorek, but it was all a flash of flesh in the dark. Stumbling for freedom.
Raven cursed and went with the crowd, cutting out into the road, everyone heard the loud sound of a gun firing and Raven gasped. Praying that Rorek was okay, she made a move to rush back in and help her partner, however standing in the way was the person she least expected to fight back, "Get off my stoop bitch!"
Heel met guy and Raven gasped in pain when she was kicked off the steps and on the ground of the road, her gun flying out of her hand and the crowd kicking it even further away. She huffed and slowly got up watching as the cocky blonde dressed in a short scandalous pink fold skirt, high leather pink boots that lengthen up to mid-thigh. Her top was a skimpy pink halter-top with silver ring earrings and a pink headband. Her blue-eyes gleaming with great amusement at her position, Raven sneered Kitten Moth … oh if Kori Ander were here to see this, she'd totally freak … she thought with a chuckle and jumped to her feet with a jerk.
The gun far from her mind, all was concentrated on getting revenge for the sucker-kick she took, "Bitch huh? Come on then slut, show me what a walking clitoris can do."
"Fuck you!" even in her heels she jumped and landed unshaken on the ground, charging Raven with a side kick, Raven blocked, but Kitten spun around and nailed Raven's side with another kick. Gritted her teeth Raven stumbled and controlled her pain as she caught another Kitten's kicks and whipped her around. Throwing her to the ground and straddling her waist she cocked back a arm and meant to aim at her pretty face.
However Kitten was even more flexible than expected, up her legs went and wrapped herself around Raven's neck, pulled her to the ground with her head slamming on the ground. Stars and a white hot searing pain shot through Raven's head, unwrapping herself, Kitten got to her feet and lifted up a heel to drop it down on Raven's face. The violet haired fighter, glared and rolled away, getting to her feet in a crouch, Raven sprung up and sent an upper cut to Kitten. Who – whether it is skill or sheer luck – ducked back and came around to grab Raven around the waste.
Down the two went again with Kitten on top and a fist full of Raven's hair in her hands pulling and practically yanking the hair out of her head. Raven screamed and finally landed her punch. But didn't stop there. As Kitten fell back, Raven got up and grabbed her halter-top, pulling her to her feet she growled, "All I wanted was to ask a few questions," Raven felt Kitten try to wiggle from her grasp, but Raven gave her a taste of her own medicine and grabbed a fist full of her hair. Earning her a scream in pain as she hissed, "but you just had to go and be a fuckin' pain about it all. Well, sit your ass down!"
With a jerk Kitten was sent hurtling onto her steps, just barely able to block her face from hitting the edge as she stumbled back to the sidewalk, on her back. Raven standing over her reached down and grabbed her hair again. Picking her up effortlessly, "Now, first question: Who's daddy working for?"
Kitten gasped, grunted and whimpered, "Trigon! Trigon Scathe!"
Raven snorted, "WRONG!"
Down the bond went on the steps, her knee getting scrapped cut deeply, crying, Raven showed no sympathy and grabbed her hair again, lifting her head up and sighing, "Now … again: Who does daddy work for?"
Kitten, tears coming down her face screamed, "Slade! Slade Wilson!"
"Good girl, I'd give you a bone, but I don't have one. Next question: What's daddy planning with Slade?"
"I-I-I don't – I don't –"
"What? You don't know?" Raven mocked, "Well I'm sorry little Kitten, but I don't believe you."
Letting Kitten's hair go, Raven stood up and kicked her hard in her gut sending her back hitting the cemented railing of the stoop and tumbling down on the sidewalk once again. Slowly getting down, Raven noticed her gun lying not to far from them and went to grab it. Cocking it, she came back and pressed the barrel to the blonde hair, suddenly her breathing became shallow and her tears streamed even harder. Raven smirked, "Now I know I have your full attention; again: What's doing down with Slade and daddy?"
Kitten gulped and sobbed even more, couching as she chocked on her tears, she answered stuttering, "Pah-pahlease don't kill me! I really don't know –"
"And you're a lying bitch," harder she pressed the pistol to her head Kitten screamed.
"NO! NO! NO! PLEASE! All I know is something about controlling the whole of Diamond Cut Boulevard and money coming in from the Chang Clan! I swear that's all I know! That's all I know!" Raven kept the gun to her head for a moment as she thought for a second about the information. Sighing she looked down at Kitten and snorted.
"You better hope that's the truth, or I'm coming back for you," pulling the gun back Raven smacked the side of her face with the butt of the caliber and walked up the stairs never caring about the pain the girl was in as she called out to Rorek. Seeing him sitting on the side with the male that had tackled him earlier lying unconscious on the ground next to him, "What happened?"
"Nothing much," Rorek answered with a nonchalant shrug as he got up from the ground and the both of them headed to the back where his bike waited, "that was Fang, Kitten's latest and greatest, said something about money coming from the Chang territory of Jump."
"The Chang?" Raven frowned, "That's the east side of Jump City … what does Slade have with them?"
Rorek got on the Ninja waiting for Raven to hope on behind him he shrugged again and started the engine, "I don't know, but money's money, and that money is something that Trigon doesn't have. What do you think?"
"I think I smell a rat …" Raven thought aloud and held on to his waist, "… take me home, Malchior's gonna' wanna' hear about this."
"Sure."
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Wow, not that I got anything against Kitten, I don't hate on anybody … character … thing … whatever, but Kitten had a fighting chance and Raven just fair and squarely kicked her ass. Also before you go thinking that maybe Rorek was jealous of X being with Raven, he's not, he's just sticking to the job.
At least that's the plan in his head. To most I guess he does seem sort of jealous, eh, whatever take it however you want. Makes things more fun, especially when he turns out to be Nightrider Sin's Navigator.
Well see ya in the next chapter, drop me a review.
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