Z: Well, I made it. Whew.
D. Zero: 'Bout time too.
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TJ and Rikumon: Don't bother TJ. Those guys were just being annoying. (D. Zero, D. X & E-kun: "WERE NOT!!!") Shut up, all three of you. And no, Soul Fusion goes with Navis only (I think @_@).
Pyrogirll23: I think the colors are okay, but the style's just… well… unlike what I'm used to. [glances at D. Zero] (D. Zero: "Hey what're you looking at me for?!?!") [shrugs]
BnG Fan Guest: I thought Mega said: "Ah! I can feel it crawling around on my eyeball! Get it out! Get it out!" But yeah, it's close. Thanks for liking the story so much.
Song: No, I didn't get it. Sorry. Anyway, check my "Holiday Greetings" story and read the Christmas Special A/N on advice on what to do, okay?
Sol Sabre: [grabs Sol Sabre by his hair and yanks him away from the desk] WILL YOU JUST CALM DOWN ALREADY?!?! Listen, for now, you might seem "corny", but that was just an act, alright?! Just wait and see how the story progresses!! ALRIGHT?!!? Oh, and this might help for that lump on your head. [places ice-pack on Sol Sabre's head]
Aori Tsuki: Glad you like. And yes, there are some fellow authors in here posing as characters. Uh… Razor is one of my own friends and a fellow author [he helps me with a lot of things if I ever get stuck somewhere [which is a lot -_-;;]]. Tsuchi and Sara are owned by Chibiki/Chibiki-Wuz-Here. [Sara: "Hey!! Nobody owns me!!" Chibi-chan: "Oh will you shut up!!!"]. Pyra and Sonica are obvious. As are RCM and Sol. [glances over to Sol Sabre] Anyway, if you liked the A/N to this story, you might like "Mega Man Zeal", though it's a lot more serious than this fic's A/N.
RCM: Don't worry about it. And I'll see what I can do.
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Chapter VIII Part 2: Spies
"So this X character was the one responsible for all those attacks?"
"Most likely. Those Navis most likely had their own Operators, but X was the main leader."
"Aha. Well, that's good to know. Now we won't have much trouble getting him behind bars."
"It's not that easy."
"Huh?? How so??"
"Because we need proof. They won't believe us if we don't give them some solid proof."
"Well, we do, don't we?"
"No, all we got are words spoken by a bunch of bad-ass Navis."
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Razor jammed a cartridge into his buster with the lower half of his palm, and charged it, before releasing a shot. The pellet of plasma collided with a pillar, and it shattered into pieces instantly. After blowing the smoke away, he sheathed it and leaned back on his arms.
"I thought words were enough?" Tsuchi asked, snapping with her whip at thin air.
"Not when it comes to the Center," Razor mumbled, tapping his fingers in slight annoyance. "Those guys want solid proof or they won't do a thing about it."
Tsuchi and Razor had become good friends after their little encounter with Crystal.EXE, who had tried to crystallize the entire Net a few months back. They weren't close enough to be called best friends, because for one, Razor had Muramasa for that, and Tsuchi had her own Operator for that. Still, the two Navis managed to get along very well.
"Hey, if we manage to get X to reveal himself at the N1 Grand-Prix, we got him!" Tsuchi suddenly said, smiling brightly.
"You're joking," Razor said, turning his head to face her. "What kind of lunatic would try something like that during the N1? And even if they manage, somehow, they have to be goddamn prepared."
Tsuchi gave a small nod, and continued cracking her whip at thin air. Razor barely paid it any heed as he lay down on the roof of the building they were on.
"You know, most people can't stand it when I play with my whip," Tsuchi suddenly mumbled.
Razor shrugged his shoulders, and put his hands behind his head. He lay silent for a moment, before he finally answered.
"I'm not quickly bothered by something like that. As long as you don't hit me with it, it's fine by me."
"Oh."
Crack
"Sara thinks I should stop it. But I really don't feel like it."
"There's a lot of stuff people can do to annoy people. But you should never try to change who you are."
"Yeah, I know."
Silence reigned for a moment, with just Tsuchi's whip cracking in the air breaking the deadly silence.
"So~o," she finally droned. "What aspect of yours annoys the hell outta people?"
Razor closed his eyes for a moment and chuckled.
"Me being a freaking daredevil."
Tsuchi raised an eyebrow at him and said: "Elaborate."
"Alright," Razor said and got up from where he was lying.
After wiping some imaginary dust off his armor, he looked around to take a closer look at the area they were in. There wasn't much there, seeing as they were on a roof. Razor walked toward one side of the roof and peeked over the edge. Down below was the street, so he straightened up and headed for the other side. Tsuchi watched him in curiosity as he walked to the side of the building. The Navi peeked over again, and finally gave an approving nod, before walking back to Tsuchi.
"I'll be right back," Razor said calmly, and suddenly ran -- straight over the edge.
"RAZOR!!!" Tsuchi screamed, running for the edge.
"Yes?!" Razor called back from the flag post hanging a few stories lower.
Tsuchi gaped at him, then growled and shouted: "You scared me you freaking daredevil!!"
Razor shrugged with a look she couldn't describe, before he jumped back onto the roof with ease.
"I tend to do rather dangerous stuff. It annoys most people, but Muramasa's a little intrigued, if you ask me."
"How so?" Tsuchi asked, gingerly wrapping her whip around her hand, before unfolding it again and cracking it in the air again.
"She keeps challenging me. I think she's trying to see how far she can push me until I chicken out."
Tsuchi smiled and asked: "You sure she's not your girl?"
Razor frowned as he sat down on the edge of the roof, legs dangling over the side.
"I told you a million times already; I just don't like her that way!" Razor said calmly as Tsuchi sat down beside him on the roof's edge. "She's just not my type."
"But you never backed away from a challenge."
"That's only natural. Comes with the territory."
Tsuchi nodded, before turning to face ahead. Razor didn't bother to respond, as he just stared ahead, not paying any attention to anything else.
He was thinking… about everything and nothing.
Things had really gotten messy. All that stuff with NightMare and Zero had made him stop a few moments to just think everything over. He had the strange feeling that he'd heard the name Thimoto somewhere before. And that Navi… he'd had a strange, but oddly familiar air around him. Like he'd actually seen that guy before. But where could he have? The name Zero Omega meant nothing to him, though there was something in the back of his mind tugging at his consciousness for it to stop and listen.
Razor didn't have the time to do that however. There were other things on his mind right now. Like figuring out what was happening to a certain gray-haired female he was very much familiar with. Muramasa had come up to him one time, saying she felt really strange, like there was some sort of presence in her mind. He had not laughed at her, he had not scorned her, he had not told her she was crazy, and he had not walked off in disgust or fear… just listened to her, and sat her down so she could explain everything to him.
That had most likely been the reason she came to him. Even though Muramasa was not one to open up, she knew she could trust him not to laugh, or make fun of her. Razor kept many of Muramasa's darkest secrets away from the world, because he had vowed to Muramasa that he would never let her down.
Razor was like a strong vault of some kind, and inside, he kept safe the secrets Muramasa would not be able to share with the world. And whether or not she told him, she was grateful for that. He could just tell by looking at her face.
The conversation had progressed like it had always had. Muramasa barely looked at him as she spoke, and even when she did, it only lasted for about two seconds. Not once had Razor interrupted, and had just waited for her to finish. Once she did, he asked a couple of things she did not mention, and she simply answered to the best of her abilities. Which was pretty good by the way, Muramasa was really good when it came to explaining things in her own words, but the words sometimes seemed to escape her when she needed them the most.
He didn't mind at all. It was what made Muramasa so special in her own way.
But Muramasa seemed really frightened of that odd presence in her head, and he knew it took a lot to scare her. And he asked what had scared her so badly. And to be honest, it scared him too.
Razor shivered as he remembered Muramasa's words, being etched into every part of his circuitry.
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I was walking across a field of some kind… but it's weird, because it wasn't the Net. It didn't resemble the Net in any way, and it was almost like I was in the real world. Like I was… real…
I walked on, to where, I don't remember, but all I know was that I was supposed to keep walking. I couldn't stop, and I didn't, just because that… that… voice… told me not to. I arrived at a city, and I kept on walking, ignoring everyone walking past me. But something… told me to stop.
Once I stopped, someone stopped in front of me, asking what was wrong. He couldn't have been any older than 9, 10… and I… I…
I killed him…
Punched my fist straight through his skull…
People started screaming, and it began to hurt my ears. So in order to make the sound go away… I killed them all… The sounds stopped… but… there wasn't a single sound left. They were all dead… littered over the streets like garbage…
Oh kami-sama… there was so much blood pouring from them, and it was all over me… I couldn't get it off… just couldn't… get it off…
It wouldn't… wouldn't leave me alone… just… just spread all around… and… all… over… me…
Oh kami… kami-sama… it… it was… was a sea… an ocean… of red… it was everywhere… e… very… where…
But I… I… I simply… laughed…
I couldn't stop it… I just laughed! I laughed while I had just… killed people!
I don't know why… I don't know what it means… but it's scaring me… it's really… scaring me…
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Muramasa had really been afraid of that, and it showed. She had pulled up her knees to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, and her entire frame shaking vigorously. Razor had soothed her in the best way he could.
He had hugged her.
Just like that. Simply pulled her to him and hugged her.
For once, she didn't object; most likely because she was way too stressed to do so. Razor was just glad he had trained with her, or she would've squeezed him into half.
Okay, so he was exasperating a little, but she did have a strong grip, there was no denying that.
One more thing that might be a good thing to know, was that they always got rid of their helmets during these kind of conversations, and… well… Razor took a small chance that could've cost him his head.
He petted her hair.
Muramasa had flinched visibly, as if he hurt her, so he simply smoothed out his hand over those long tresses of hair. Surprisingly, Muramasa didn't blow up at the gesture. She simply staid there, and she seemed to calm down slightly, although her body still shook.
Razor had said nothing, and had continued to hold her, and just stroked her hair with slow movements, combing through the tresses gingerly. He knew all too well that people with long hair were very sensitive considering their hair, seeing as it's hell to take care of that entire mass. Not to mention that it hurts like hell if someone pulls at your hair. He should know, having a long mass of hair himself, though not nearly as long as Muramasa's.
Though, the vision of Muramasa standing over thousands of dead humans, laughing her head off, was a sight that both sickened and frightened him. He knew all too well Muramasa could do it if she could come to the real world, but the question that bugged him was one most would ask in a situation like this.
Would she?
Razor opened his eyes, not having realized that he had closed them in the first place. They must've been up there for an awfully long time, seeing as his internal sensors indicated it was almost ready for supper. The sun was setting, coloring the world a deep red color…
Oh god…
Almost immediately, screams echoed out through his mind, and he could almost hear Muramasa laughing as the screams slowly ebbed away.
And everything was red…
Every… single… thing…
Razor yelped and shook his head violently, grasping his head tightly in his hands to force the images away that threatened to accompany it.
"Razor??" Tsuchi asked, confused.
Razor looked over at Tsuchi and said, before she could even ask: "Don't ask. It's a secret I vowed to keep safe. But it's affecting me far worse than I ever imagined."
Tsuchi just stared at him for a moment, then nodded in understanding.
"Okay, I understand. I won't pry. I might be a real blabber-mouth sometimes, but I know when to stop."
Razor smiled gingerly at that and lowered his hands again, the image finally erased from his mind.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it," Tsuchi replied with a smile.
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Mike was typing away on a PC he'd bought with the money he'd earned with his job as an Official, summing up a report of a mission he'd been on last night. It was more of a habit of keeping everything in check than to find a pattern in the attacks. But he did try that out, plenty of times, but it just didn't make any sense.
His fingers flew over the keyboard, hitting several keys within a mere second, before a familiar ringing alarmed him that someone was using the telephone to call him. That was odd in itself, as barely anyone knew his number.
Then it dawned to him, and without skipping a beat, he kicked against the bottom of the table, knocking the horn of the telephone off the receiver, and making it tumble clear in his hand.
"Michael Necros," he mumbled plainly.
He listened, and smiled widely.
"Yeah, I was hoping to hear from you. How's it going?"
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"Hehehe. I can imagine. Anyway, what're they scheming now?!"
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"They're after what???"
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"Uh-huh. Okay, I think I get it. A little."
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"Oh shut up! Now what does that have to do with---"
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"…Oh. Right, I get it. So, when did you say?"
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"Okay. We'll be there. See ya there."
Mike slammed the horn back down on the receiver and hurriedly typed in commands on his PET to contact his Navi.
"Razor!"
"Yes? What's wrong, Mike?" Razor asked calmly.
"Get back here. There's trouble."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
It only took 10 whole seconds for Razor to reappear in his PET, and he turned a worried glance at his Operator.
"Mike, what's the deal?" Razor asked, as Mike began to type away at the PC, only at a faster pace than usual.
"Zahler's going after something called the 'Synchro-Chips'. Apparently, those things make Navis and Operators merge in the real world."
"What?!?!?" Razor demanded, apparently shocked out of his wits. "What would people want with that?!"
"Well, I know what Zahler wants," Mike mumbled. "But the 'Synchro-Chips' only seem to work in something called the 'Dimensional Area'. So the chips without the Dimensional Area are useless. And both of them can be found at the Official Center."
Razor scoffed, and mumbled: "Some place to hide something of great value."
"Tell me about it. I'm going to send them a fake order to transport the chips to the Science Labs, and by the time they figure it out, Zahler will have already attacked."
"Good plan."
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A dark figure slammed the horn on the receiver and left the telephone cell calmly as if nothing had transpired. The long trench coat covered his entire body, and the brimmed hat on his head shielded the upper part of his face in shadows. Pulling the brim closer down his face, he started walking, hands in his pockets, and not abandoning the dark corridors at all.
A set of dark eyes moved to glance over his shoulder, before he turned back to the road, already having noticed the person sneaking up on him.
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X was bathed in a stony silence, standing in total darkness, eyes alight with a fury beyond anything the world had ever seen. Eyes flickering between icy blue and deep bloodruby red, as he stood, his entire torso bared, exposing the scars on his back and chest, caused by whips and knives alike.
Around him, sparked an aura you could not see, hear, or feel, but by just looking at him, you knew it was there. It was almost… like there was someone standing in the same place and position as himself. Because those with a good eye, would be able to see the ghost of a figure out-lining the brunette's entire visage down to the millimeter.
The silence in the room would've sent anyone fleeing for the cities, but X simply stood, eyes staring intently at the floor, even though it was hard to make out anything in the pitch-black darkness.
Pulsing through his whole body, was an energy that did not belong with humans, he knew, but it was there, and he could not get rid of it. He tried, but he failed every single time. And finally, he had accepted it, knowing that there was no way out of it no matter what he tried.
But the silence of the room… it served a purpose…
Thoughts…
Endless… thoughts…
Thoughts he couldn't get rid off, as he felt like he was losing himself in the darkness around him…
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Why must I do this?
Have you forgotten? You want revenge for what they did… remember?
Yes… but must I do this? It hurts… god it hurts…
No pain… no gain, kid… it's always been that way.
What do I gain then?
You ask too many questions… Succumb to the darkness… let it wash all your worries away…
…But I want to know… what do I gain?
Do not ask questions like that… no one will ever answer but yourself once you have it…
Then when do I have it?
Once you have it… and I do not know when that time comes…
But I thought…
Shush… you ask far… far too much… just sleep… sleep and rest your body…
……Yes… alright…
Good boy…
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Just then, X was startled back into consciousness by a familiar sound coming from the computer. Blinking away the drowsiness, X easily found his way through the darkness, finding his shirt and pulling it over his head.
"Illuminate," he called out, and immediately, the room was flooded with light.
X pulled on his gloves, before pressing the button on the PC.
A familiar face appeared on the screen. That of Sol Sabre.
"Sol, what is the problem?" X asked, adjusting his gloves slightly.
Sol's eyes were fixed in the usual frown, and he didn't hesitate when he said: "Sir, I caught Watson sending information to the Officials. He had just made the call."
"WHAT?!?!" X roared in anger, eyes flaring with hatred. "What did he say?!!?"
"He told them of our assault on the Official Center. Most likely, they'll transport the chips to the Science Labs."
X clenched his fists tightly until the knuckles turned white, and he growled angrily.
"Sol, change of plans, attack that place, tomorrow!!!"
"Tomorrow?!!?" Sol asked in surprise. "Sir, don't you think that's a little---"
"SHUT UP!!!" X screamed, and Sol snapped his mouth shut. "Figure out a way to get the Dimensional Area. Once we control that, I'll send Red Alert."
Sol's eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock.
"But sir!"
"NO BUTS!!! JUST DO AS YOU'RE TOLD!!!" X roared, before killing the connection.
The brunette was really steamed now, and it showed as he intended to kick over a wooden desk, but ended up breaking it with the ferocity behind the kick.
"ANDRORAZOR!!!!" he screamed in absolute anger.
A hologram flashed to life, and a seemingly male version of NightMare appeared, only he had arms and legs, along with Demon Wings that seemed more designed for flying than NightMare's.
His entire design was unlike anything the world had ever seen, and almost resembled that of NightMare in every single way. Deep pitch-black armor with shining amethyst edges, two sharp shoulderpads covering up his shoulders, shimmering on his chest was a dark red gem, the same size and shape as NightMare's, and the two gigantic Demon Wings were big enough to completely wrap him up if he desired to. Deep purple, spiked hair stood atop his unprotected head, and his stark white complexion was simply frightening, and at the spot where his ears were supposed to be were two sharp spikes attached to metal circles that enhanced his hearing. But the worst of it were the eyes. Burning orbs of bloodruby red, shimmering with nothing but anger, hatred and pure uncontrolled rage.
"You hollered?" the figure asked, with a voice that contained absolutely no emotion.
"Get Red Alert ready! Tomorrow night, we ransack the Official Center, and once the dawn comes, we attack!"
A cold, emotionless smirk crossed the figure's face. With a flourish that he wasn't supposed to have, he bowed, and the hologram flickered off.
"Getting a bit emotional, aren't we?" a familiar voice asked.
"I didn't ask for your opinion, Zero," X hissed.
"No, but you should really learn to control your temper."
X whirled around and was about to open his mouth, but he shut it on second thought.
After taking a deep breath, he mumbled: "You're right. I shouldn't get all that riled up about something like that."
"Good to know that you finally realized," Zero said with a nod.
X frowned a little. Sometimes, he didn't know who controlled whom. Was it X controlling Zero, or was Zero controlling X?
He really had no clue.
"Well, whatever," X mumbled picking up his jacket and pulling it on easily. "We should get ready. The Grand-Prix's on its way and all."
"Agreed."
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"It worked!"
"He fell for it?!"
"Yes! Can you believe my luck?!"
"So, he's attacking tomorrow?"
"Hmmhmmm. But listen, you have to stop them! He's going to send the best of the best to get the chips, and he's sending us to get the data on the Dimensional Area."
"I understand."
"Well, there's a first."
"Oh shut up."
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In the meantime, a young girl was also typing away at the PC, as various battle-shouts were coming from her PET. It didn't bother her, and she continued to type away, ignoring her Navi.
Pyra frowned as a lock of hair wouldn't stay behind her hair and quickly moved it back. She had typed a few words, before it dropped back in front of her face again. A snarl came from her throat, and she picked up her goggles. After placing them around her head, she put them on her forehead, and continued to work. That is, until a message popped up on her PET.
"Yo, Pyra! Mail's here!!" Sonica's voice called out as she stopped doing her kata's.
"Yeah, yeah, I heard."
Pyra rolled over while still sitting in her chair and pulled up the new message she had received.
"Oh me gosh!! It's from Mike!!"
"WHAT?!?! READ IT!! READ IT!!!"
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"To: Pyra Akaidra
From: Michael Necros
Subject: ----
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Hello Pyra. Long time no see. Razor told me he met your Navi at KotoSquare, so I figured you to be around. Not like he knew, seeing as he's never known you to have one. But anyway, I need to talk to you in person. I can't explain over email, just because it's too dangerous that this is intercepted. This can't wait, so please meet me at 542-RH at 1900 hours.
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Sincerely,
Mike"
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"Still bein' the riddler, eh?" Pyra mumbled, chuckling, and placed her PET in the recharger again. "Sonica, search the map of Den City for coordinates 542-RH."
Sonica blinked, but shrugged and did as she was told. Not long after, a map of Den City popped up, and a visor roamed over the screen, before coming to a stop. The screen enhanced several times, and it revealed to be a section of a house.
"Right. Split the map in half down the middle 'n' mirror tha position on the other half."
Sonica was still confused, but did as she was told. This time, the visor stopped right above the ACDC Town Park.
"Well, there's our meetin' point!"
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At 18:55, Pyra made her way into the ACDC Park, looking around with a smile as her goggles rested securely on her forehead. Her PET hung in the usual holster on her belt, and she carried her backpack around on her back, just incase, you never knew.
Just then, Pyra made out a figure sitting on one of the swings, one leg pulled up while the other kept him up in the air on the swing, and one hand grasping the chain on the right. Smirking wickedly, Pyra crept over, quiet as a mouse. So far, he didn't seem to have noticed her. She was just about to shout 'surprise', when…
"Don't even think about it," came Mike's composed voice, and Pyra's shoulders slumped in disappointment.
"Aw! How'd ya know it was me?" Pyra asked, jumping on the other swing and beginning to swing while still standing.
"You think I'm going to blow my biggest secret?" Mike asked teasingly. "So, how've you been?"
"Tha's all ya wanted to know?" Pyra asked, confused.
"No, just trying to pass the time until the others get here," Mike said calmly.
"The others?"
Mike was about to respond, when he looked away from Pyra to turn to a girl who was steadily approaching, one hand on her hip and the other holding the strap of her backpack.
"Yo Sara!!" Mike shouted, waving the other girl over.
The blonde smiled and stalked over.
"Hey Mike, got yourself a girlfriend, did ya?"
Mike frowned and said: "Pyra's a friend I've known since I was a kid, alright?"
Sara rolled her eyes and said: "Suuuuuure, Mike, sure."
"It's the truth!! Pyra, tell her, will you?!" Mike said, turning to the other brunette.
Pyra pretended to look crushed, and she sniffled as she said: "Wha?? I dun mean anythin' ta ya now? But I thought we had somethin'!!"
"PYRA!!!"
Pyra burst out laughing and managed to get out: "I'm kiddin' I'm kiddin'!!"
Sara covered up her giggles with her hand, and Mike simply gave her a nasty glare.
"Well, looks like the only one missing is… speak of the devil… Hey Shun!! Over here!!"
Sara instantly turned to Mike in shock.
"What?!?! He's here too!!"
"Shut up," Mike hissed as the gray-haired boy approached them.
Shun smiled at Mike, and gave a small nod as the other boy got up from the swing.
"Right, looks like that's everybody. I want all three of you to listen carefully."
The trio instantly turned to Mike, who began to explain their situation.
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"Bloody Hell…" Sonica mumbled tapping a finger on her sword's hilt, which she had stabbed into the ground in front of her. "Tha don't sound too good."
Quint seemed to look thoughtful, though you could hardly tell with his shades on, and Tsuchi was tapping the end of her whip against her chin.
"Well, it's a good way to get them captured, right?"
"We first have to prove that they did it, because I doubt they're doing this on impulse," Razor said, turning to Tsuchi.
The brunette shrugged her shoulders, and resumed thinking.
"So, how're we going to do this?" Quint asked.
Razor tuned to them and said: "What choice do we have? We have to do this ourselves. That's why we didn't call in Shine… or Blaze. Those two would immediately warn the rest of the Officials, and that ruins our only chance to catch them red-handed."
Sonica gasped and said: "Ye planned this?!?!"
Razor turned to her and said: "Mike and I have certain… connections. Trust us on this one, okay?"
Sonica frowned for a moment, but finally, she smiled and nodded.
"Even though it's not the best plan in the world, I'm ready ta take them bloody bastards on anytime, anywhere. 'n' Especially tha fuckin' blonde Navi."
The girl growled, not noticing the shocked look she was getting from Razor.
"Blonde Navi?! You faced of with ZERO?!?!" he demanded, making everyone look at him. "When did you face that guy?!"
"When I was tryin' ta save tha demon lass from the fire at Koto…"
"Muramasa??? What were you even doing there?!?!"
Sonica shrugged.
"Helpin' out, 'N' WE'RE BLOODY LEAVIN' THE SUBJECT!!!"
Razor winced at the loudness of her voice, but said nothing of it. They had other things to deal with.
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Z: I have no idea what brought me down from MMZ to OtN, but you guys should be glad.
RCM: [walks into the room] Hey Zeal.
Z: Huh?? [turns to face RCM] Oh hey Red, something wrong?
RCM: Not really, but I was wondering how you got that. [points at Zeal's badly fractured arm]
Z: Eh?? Oh, this here? Damn Maverick caught me by surprise. I'm gonna see Gate in a moment.
RCM: Yeah right, just like last time, huh? Zero literally had to carry you to the med-bay just because you wouldn't go by yourself!
Z: If you even plan on trying I'll kill you.
RCM: I'd like to see you try. [picks up Zeal easily and slings her over shoulder]
Z: DAMMIT YOU (lot of cursing I'm not going to repeat -_-;;;.)!!! [punches and kicks wildly] PUT ME DOWN ALREADY!!!!
RCM: Not likely. Sorry people. I'm taking this girl to the med-bay for a while, so we won't be back for awhile.
Z: [stops struggling] ……Do you have any idea how many perverted freaks are out there thinking dirty things right now?
RCM: Huh??? How so?
Z: GACK!!! Just---just shut up and get me out of here already!!! This is EMBARRASSING!!!
RCM: Fine, but I'm taking you to the med-bay, you know?
Z: I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!! JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!
RCM: Suit yourself. [salutes readers and teleports out with Zeal]
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PS: I'm going to write a separate fic, in which you can ask any of us (everyone described in my bio) a couple of questions. I'm not sure where I'll post it, as FF.net no longer accepts stuff like that, so I'll try to think of something. But if you really want to know something from us, send me a mail, but don't review it, cause I won't answer it with the next update (which might take time due to plot-development).