The Final Encounter

The cold, crisp, morning air wafted through an open window in the corner of the tiny apartment. I woke up on something, rather comfortable.

"Awake are we?" Razor said, sleepily.

"Hmm." I shut my eyes for a few moments before realising I had my head on his chest. At the point of realisation I sat bolt upright and leapt off the sofa, and headed towards the window.

"What's wrong this morning?" Razor asked, also getting up and walking over me, placing his arms around me and pulling close. I just made a small hum. "Cheer up."

"Cheer up?" I swung around and sent him backwards a few steps. "CHEER UP? Mozè is going to be completely freaking nuts when he finds out what happened yesterday.! As if he didn't hate me enough for whatever reason, he now hates me because of that!"

"Well that wasn't my fault was it?" Razor was also getting quite frustrated by this point.

"YOU flirted with me! YOU started all of this off!" and with that, I walked out of the door and down the road, wherever I was.

My pace began to slow as tears rolled down my eyes. Why... I was dragged here by friends, only to fall in love with a thug in the local pub, kill a few people on the way to this random place and then storm out the safest place possible to be bait for some sort of... of...

"And what's the most wanted person in my life at the moment, outside without her little bodyguard?" I swung around to see a tall man stood there. For a few moments I thought it was Mizo. I breathed a sigh of relief... until he moved closer, and a gun came into view. I almost chocked on the lump in the throat.

"I wonder what Razor would do... If I was to kill of his one and only love..." he taunted, stroking the trigger with his little finger. So he did love me. He had odd ways of showing it, sure, but he loved me. I wasn't sure myself until now but...

"Aw. Thinking of the happy times you had together? Well keep them in your mind, im sure it would soothe your passing slightly knowing he was on your mind the moment you breathed your last breath." His bitter words rang in my ears as I looked down the barrel of the gun. The last thing I said to his was horrible... what if...

"Still pondering are we?" his voice was starting to spark something within me.

"Go on then... kill me." I don't know what made me say it but whatever it was suddenly decided to run off.

"Fine. I was just trying to get some last words out of you." He clicked the safety off the gun and took a few steps forward. My heart began to beat quicker by the minuet inside my chest, until the point I thought it was going to leap out. From the distance I could hear screeching tires, Mozè span uneasily around, he lifted his gun up again but before he could turn his face I grabbed him by his hair and pulled his ear towards my lips. The gun dropped to the floor.

"Bastard." I pushed him to the floor and placed my foot onto the back of his neck. "Now who's the one crying?" I mocked, feeling the sudden sense of power run through my veins as small tears ran down the criminals face.

Screeching came from 6 combat racers that were speeding down the road, bearing the branding of Mozè. I immediately backed off slightly, allowing him to stand and greet his back up. 12 strong men stood in front of me, 2 for each vehicle and Mozè. Goodbye Cruel World... They were chuckling between themselves, thinking of ways they could torture me and kill me without the Kras City Police Department finding out. I was backing off, each step they took forward, I took 2 back. Guns gleamed in the pale moonlight... Shit.

"And your doing what?" Came a voice from deep within the shadows. A few of the men immediately swung their guns around to meet the deeply accented voice. I didn't want to show weakness, but when Razor stepped out from the shadows and stood beside me, I couldn't help but swing my arms around his neck and shed a tear into the shoulder of his coat. He wrapped one of his arms around me, using the other to hold up a knife.

"Aw, the little couple are back together, how sweet."His tone was obviously irritating Razor. "Its a shame, a cute couple like you having to die, well... these things happen I suppose. I hope you've got some money tucked away for your funerals, since Mizo wont be here to help pay for them." My grip was ever tightening around Razor. I was scared.

"I wouldn't bank on it." Came another voice, accompanied by the sound of laughing. Relief swept over my body...

From over Razors shoulder I could see Mizo approaching, followed by at least 15 strong, muscular men, each carrying some sort of weapon. Mizo rested his hand upon Razors shoulder and walked in front of us.

"Trying to kill of my lieutenant are we?" Mizo let out a laugh. "Well... you know what they say, what goes around comes around." He gestured for his men to walk forward, by which means they were level with us.

"But...I'm your brother..." a nervous chuckle escaped his lips "...You wouldn't..." His face was a picture.

"Wouldn't I?" Mizo replied, taking a few dangerous steps closer, lifting up his gun. Even the men stood around Mozè backed off slightly. There was some muttering between then, which I couldn't quite hear. I turned around and faced the same way as everyone else, still clutching Razor's arm, watching what was unfolding before my eyes.

"I take it this is part 3." I whispered in Razor's ear. He nodded and continued watching.

"You had the cheek to take half my men, you had the nerve to try and take Kras City from me, the list is bloody endless, and I don't have the time to state them all." Mizo turned to look at Razor, at which time he nodded and smiled, he then turned back around and pulled the trigger. I shut my eyes tightly as the sickening sound of a body hitting the floor echoed around the empty street. That was it, Mozè was gone, Mizo had the City to himself and I was safe. Or so I thought for a few brief seconds.

Bullets ricocheted off the tarmac, as I rolled underneath a parked car. Mozè was dead, but that didn't stop his ex-men try and take the city for themselves. I was fed up of hiding. I crawled out of the car and ducked from flying knives and bullets, picked up a gun from a now dead man and swinging it around towards the action. I was stopped there, I couldn't tell which man belonged to which side... I was looking insanely around trying to aim at somebody. Something caught my eye in the corner, Razor was in a headlock and a knife precariously close to his neck. I shut my eyes and shot in that direction. I heard a gasp as someone either broke free or sliced a neck. Finally opening them, I saw I had his the unknown man, and Razor was dashing towards me.

"This isn't our fight, we've done our side of the deal, lets go." I dropped the gun onto the floor and ran alongside him, leapt into the nearest road-blade and drove off under the pure power of blue-eco down the road and back to the more civilised side of Kras.

I couldn't help but think where Mizo's men came from. I didn't want to ask. I was safe. Razor slammed on the brakes and careered around the corner causing me to loose balance and crash into him. Instead of pushing me away to hold onto the side of the chassis, he wrapped his arm around me and held me close, so I would not slide about. After a while we pulled up outside the Deathdrome. Finally, somewhere I recognise. I got out of the car and walked around it, where Razor met me. He slung his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest.

"I love you, Blyade. I couldn't tell you before. I knew the day I met you in the Bloody Hook that there was something there. That day I left you alone in the clothing store, I just had to get away... I wasn't sure what to tell you... I wasn't sure you felt the same way... I..."

"Your Babbling." I said bluntly. I felt him breathe a sigh of relief and rest his cheek on the top of my head.

A few moments later we were greeted by Mizo and his men.

"How are you?" Razor asked, giving him a friendly slap on the back.

"Not too bad. Lost one. Gained a city. Just a normal day I suppose." He gave a large smile. "Racing on Saturday?" If it was possible, my face would of fell onto the floor. Razor looked at me and laughed.

"Yeah. I'll join in." he was laughing.

"So that's it?" I asked, walking over and standing close to Razor.

"Yeah. Life is back to normal." Mizo gestured goodbye as his disappeared into a Javelin-x and drove away accompanied by another car.

That was eventful.

With noting else said, Razor pulled me close and kissed me softly on the lips.

Maybe, now I can go home...