Nothing Will Ever Change That
Chapter 77: Making A Killing
A/N- This chapter was proof-read by Frost-Eva-00. Thanks again for the help. Also, I can see that you all took the eight review thing easily! I got 12 reviews in less then ten hours!
Plane – Ten Hours Later
The jerk next to me has kept me up ever sense he fell asleep. His snoring was like a goat getting tortured! I punched him a few times, but he didn't wake up. I had just given up at this point.
"Sir would you like something to eat?" the stewardess was walking around with a metal cart offering over-priced food.
"No thanks…" she gave a sweet smile and continued to ask around. I hear men starting to talk loudly near the front of the plane, causing a baby to start crying… just perfect. As if I wasn't annoyed enough.
"Hey! Will you shut up? Some of us are trying to sleep here!" a man behind them yells into their ears. They turn around and respond.
"How about not? Now, how about you lean back and relax before I get pissed?" one of the three men said. The look in his eyes was crazy… seriously. It looked like a wild animal.
"Fuck off!" the man yelled again. The two guys laugh and stand up.
"I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask you to sit down," they didn't though, instead, they walked down the isle and stopped when they reached my seat.
"Why? We might get hurt?" he reaches behind him and pulls out a .9mm, "I doubt it," he raises the gun to her head and sends a bang through the plane. Almost everyone screams as she falls back onto the floor, "Okay, everyone, get to the back and get down unless you want this," he fires another shot at her lifeless body. People scramble to the back while I casually walk back there. I was used to death, it didn't bother me, "Hey you! Get over here!" he points to me and calls me over.
"Need something?" I was being way too calm about this, but it just didn't bother me.
"Okay you cocky little brat, you mind telling me why you're acting like this? You do realize you're going to die, right?" he raises the gun to my forehead and presses it up against my flesh. I keep an emotionless face the entire time.
"Go ahead… do it…" I tempt him, but he chickens out.
"What? Are you asking to die kid?" I reach into my pocket, "Hey! Let me see your hands!" I finish grabbing the knife and in an instant, I swing it open, revealing the blade. I've been practicing on getting it open with a flick of my wrist, and I'm getting pretty good at it if you ask me.
"See em'?" I thrust the blade into the side of his neck, and his arms fall loose, "Now fall…" I rip it outwards towards my body, exposing his open trachea and veins. His head falls backwards as he fell to me.
"What the fuck!" I see the other man charging at me with his gin drawn. When he gets close, I put up my dead hand and catch the barrel of the gun in my palm. Of course my fingers hung loosely, but I had it in my hand none the less.
"Pull the trigger… I might do a trick…" he does as I told him to, sending blood flying and splattering on his face and nearby seats. I don't even move a muscle.
"What… are you?" his face turns white as I move the gun out of the way.
"I'm a monster…" I take the bloody hand and shove it in his face. I go next to his head and whisper in his ear, "and I'm a killer…" I shove the knife deep into his stomach, making him scream under my bloody palm, "Now die…" I thrust the knife upward towards his chest, and he falls to the ground. Blood pooled on the ground from my hand, the slit neck and the gashed stomach.
"Oh my God!" one of the stewardesses runs over to me and grabs my dead hand. I still had an emotionless face on as I look at her, "Get me some bandages! Hurry!" it's not like it hurt; the bleeding just needed to stop.
"Is everyone okay?" I look back at the cluster of people, all staring at me wide eyed. I give a sweet smile as I speak again, "Good. Sorry for the commotion I caused, I doubt these guys will bother us anymore," I wipe off my blade on my shirts and flip it back closed.
"How… are you not…" the woman looks up at me as she began to wrap up my hand.
"Hurt? Dead hand makes for a great decoy!" I smile as she finishes wrapping it up, "Thanks… I take it we have to make an emergency landing now?" she nods, "Ah shit…" I mumble as I take my seat again. I lean back in my seat and close my eyes.
"T-Thanks… for helping…" I hear one man in the back say. I turn around and look at him.
"Helping? I just killed two human beings and you call that helping?" I laugh a little, "You sure have a messed up definition of helping…" the only noise that was heard was the sound of a baby crying. I was the only one that took a normal seat, the rest of the people stayed in the back. I'm sure that they were creeped out by the two bodies, but I was okay with them. The emergency landing wasn't exactly a quick thing. We were in the middle of the Pacific, thus nowhere to land. We just rode the plane for a few hours until we landed in the UK.
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United Kingdom – Five Hours Later
The plane was just landing in some random city in UK. This was going to set me back at least a day, and I knew it was going to kill me to wait, but I didn't have a choice. As the plane came to a halt, I casually get up and step over the cold bodies.
"You comin'?" I look back at the people as they slowly began to follow me, "They won't hurt you, I'm pretty sure they're dead," I offer a smiling hand to a woman as she stepped over the men. She took it and moved on. I stayed there and offered a hand to anyone that wanted it. I was the last one to get off the plane, and when I did I was met with a harsh tackle to the ground, "What the hell! Get off me!" I feel hand-cuffs being slapped on my wrists.
"You are under arrest for hijacking an international plane. You have the right to…" a woman pulls him off of me.
"He saved us! Take those things off him! The real criminals are still on the plane!" they were speaking English as they argued. He leans back down and snaps the cuffs off. When he was done, he helps me to my feet.
"Sorry man… you're still going to have to come with me, I need…" I cut him off.
"Listen, I don't speak English. Can I get a translation?" he just looked at me with a confused face.
"Sorry, he thought you were the hijacker. He's asking you to come with him," finally, a person with a brain!
"Tell him two things; one, the hijackers are dead, and two, why should I go with him? I didn't do anything!" yeah! Aside from brutally killing two men and acting like nothing happened, nothing! "Didn't the captain tell them that the men were dead?" apparently not.
"I guess not, hold on, the real hijackers are dead, this man saved us," she began to speak in English again.
"Well… yeah… but he saved all of our lives," the cop puts a hand on his chin.
"What did he use? How did he kill the men?" the woman's eyes went wide.
"A… knife…" the man once again puts cuffs on me, "What are you doing? Wasn't saving all of our lives enough to repay for that?" he began to walk me to the car.
"He brought a weapon on a plane, that's a crime on its own. I'm not even considering the murder charges. This young man's going away for awhile," I had no idea what they were saying, but that little voice in the back of my head just went 'shit!'
The car ride to God only knows where took forever. He tried to speak to me a few times, but I just kept quiet. I knew that he was taking me to prison, and I'm okay with that. I have a little piece of plastic that can get me off scotch free from any charges. When we finally pulled up to the police department, he drug me inside forcefully. Might as well make his pay worth while! I think I kicked him a few times…
"So, this is the so-called 'hero'? You brought a weapon on board, how do we know that you weren't the hijacker, huh?" looks like they called for a translator. He was a heavy-built man about five foot nothing.
"Well, I wouldn't call myself a hero, but I have saved the world just over twenty times. Why?" the little man laughs a little, "What, you don't believe me? Reach into my front left pocket, see what you find," I smile as he glares at me.
"Do you think this is a game kid? You're going to prison!" a chuckle under his glare.
"Just do it…" he shoves his hand in my pocket and pulls out my ID card and examines it for a few seconds, "Now if you don't mind, can you take these off of me?" the man snaps and the officer takes off my cuffs.
"Sorry Mr. Ikari… I didn't know who you were… hell, I still don't…" he mumbled that last part under his breath.
"Now that my flight was canceled, do you mind getting me to Germany?" he lets out a long sigh.
"Fine… as long as you don't mention this little slip up to the commander…" that wouldn't be a problem, "Is tomorrow okay with you? I think the next flight leaves at nine in the morning," great, now I had to wait another day!
"Come on! You're a translator, so translate! What the hell is going on?" the chief finally spoke up.
"He's a pilot of an Eva. We can't touch him. He's leaving for Germany tomorrow," the chief rolled his eyes and went to some office.
"Okay, until you leave you're welcome to stay at my place. It's getting late, so I'm leaving right now. How about it?" might as well, I don't have anywhere else to go.
"Sure, thanks," we start to walk out of the building, "Hey, do you have any idea who those hijackers were? Were they working for anyone?" I'm bored, so I might as well find out exactly who I killed.
"No idea. We think that they were just some thugs," we get to his car – which was a white jeep – and get in, "It doesn't really matter now though…" a long pause of silence as he quietly curses to his jeep to start. When it rings to life, he continues to talk, "Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Keith. If you don't mind my asking why are you going to Germany?" why does everyone have to know?
"To see my fiancée, she's been away for awhile, so I wanted to see her," he looks over at me and raises an eyebrow.
"You're engaged? What are you, fifteen? Aren't you a little young?" not where I come from. Come to think of it, that must have seemed young for Asuka. She did say that, but at the time I just brushed it off. She must have thought that I was a freak for asking! I need to clear that up with her after we get settled back in.
"Sixteen, and yeah, I'm engaged. I have a daughter too, Dietlinde is her name," his eyes went wide, "Oh come on, don't' you know anything about Japan? You speak the language! A person can get married at sixteen, so that's what we're doing."
"No… I didn't know that… whatever you think is best, man," I did think this is best… at least I hope it is, "Sorry if my place is a little messy," we pull into his garage, "I live alone, so I don't really worry about it," he opens the door to reveal basically Misato's room in house form. This was a little more then messy, this was a dump! Thank God I only have to stay here the night!
"Don't worry about it, thanks for letting me stay," he walks over to the sofa and pulls out a bed.
"I'm goin' to bed now; I have to get up early. I'll be gone by the time you wake up, so feel free to anything in the fridge. Sleep well," with a stretch, he walks off to a room and closes the door. I fall back onto the pull out bed and try to relax.
"Damn… I can't believe I have to wait another day…" I take out the knife and flip it open, "Now I've got six men on my back…"
Killing those men with the knife… was horrifying. I got blood on my hands for the first time, and I actually saw the terror in their eyes as I slowly sliced them up. With a gun it was quick, they didn't seem scared, and they knew it would be painless, but with a knife though… it was an entirely different experience for me. They had to endure the pain and fear of either bleeding to death or taking the pain of a quick death. There were still a few spots of blood on the blade, now dry and flaking off. I rub the remainder of my sin off the blade and flip it closed. Staying up will get me nothing; I might as well go to sleep. I had a whole night of nightmares and pain in front of me… I close my eyes and drift to sleep.
A/N- This is starting to become more action then romance, huh? It'll go back to normal eventually, I promise. Shinji's getting a little depressed. Will he overcome it? Will he get Asuka back? Find out in the next chapter; Running, until then, keep on keepin' on!
A/A/N- By the way, if you are going to flame me, fine, but don't hide behind a name like '?' when you do it. If you don't have the courage to say it using your real account or at least put a name, don't do it. And just so you know , I won't be ending it any time soon. So HA! Deal with it!