Macbeth...
A/N: A little something to get our plot moving once more :D Enjoy!
Jack ran desperately through the twisty alleyways of Paris, the roaring of motorcycles that echoed off of the walls haunted him. His frantic eyes tore through the path he was running through currently looking for a way out of his predicament.
"You're mine boy!" Stryker called from the road following Jack with calculating eyes, he was bound to run out of places to run and hide, he merely bid his time.
Jack picked up his pace, he had two of the most notorious bicker gangs after him, and he was quickly running out of ideas to keep them at bay. It wasn't until he recalled Lucy's house that he managed to utter a sigh of relief.
He turned sharply upon reaching another alley, the harsh movement causing him to ram straight into the wall of the path he was running through. He shook off the pain, his vision clouded due to the collision, none the less he stumbled through the dark paths the motorcycles halting abruptly unable to follow due to the tight space.
"Get off of your bikes and follow him! I want his head!" Lucifer roared parking his own bike and sprinting after Jack's retreating figure in the distance. He was followed by the two gangs, each holding different grudges towards the man in question.
Jack continued to run, patches of ice causing him to slip here and there but not enough to cause him to fall. His pursuers however were not so lucky; half of the men chasing him collided with the ground upon slipping on the ice. Judas and Joker amongst the unlucky few as they nodded the other members who stopped to check on them assuring them they would be fine, encouraging them to continue their chase.
"Come on, get your ass up," Joker laughed living up to his nickname offering a hand to Judas who managed to crack a smile at the older man. He took his hand and pulled himself up while rubbing his back.
"I'm going to feel that in the morning," Judas mumbled, he could tell Joker was in pain as well as they surveyed the damage. Several other members were down, and the two concentrated on helping their fallen comrades up.
"I hope they catch that bastard, I want to put in a few punches for what he's done to my girl," Judas commented when they were all up. Joker casting a glance at the man beside him, he couldn't agree more. He just wished that the dog didn't get lucky and escape the men chasing him. He brushed his gloved finger over his scar, and ran his tongue over his bottom lip.
"He has a debt to repay, and when they catch him I'll make sure he knows it," Joker growled biting the scar on his cheek from the inside as a searing pain tore through his body, he ignored it however until the familiar metallic flavor filled his mouth.
Judas glanced over at Joker, and while the scar suited the man, he couldn't help but feel more anger towards Jack as his eyes scanned the scar critically. Jack had been the cause of it after all, he had gotten in too deep with some men, and as a result when they had come to collect money Joker had taken the blow for Jack, or rather the beating. He had been too young for that kind of torture…that was Joker's answer when people asked him why he had stepped in for Jack. Too young and innocent, hell, he would take it all back if he only could.
"Insolent boy," Joker mumbled spitting out blood in rage while Judas shook of the sudden chill he had gotten and pulled his jacket around himself tighter.
They all heard a shot in the distance, and with one last glance at each other they both took off running towards the source of the loud crack hoping to find Jack injured and unable to move, or better yet dead.
Much to their disappointment when they arrived they witnessed Lucifer cursing, his gloved hands reloading his revolver angrily.
"Run while you can you lucky son of a bitch! Run!" Lucifer thundered much to everyone's dismay; they all stood a few feet away from the devil himself, his temper seething.
"I'm guessing he got away…" Judas commented trying to catch his breath, Gabriel and Logan merely nodding confirming his suspicions.
Turns out Jack had gotten away by climbing over the side of a building, Lucifer acting fast pulling his gun out and trying to shoot him down merely increased Jack's speed allowing him to get away unharmed.
"Damn," Judas mumbled trying to hold back his own rage upon losing the bastard in such a short time, he could only wonder where the rat would hide, "I guess were back to searching blindly," he added more loudly before Lucifer's gaze snapped over to him.
"I want someone around Monica whenever she goes out, I do not plan on letting him lay a finger on her again," he ordered straightening himself completely ignoring the rival gang members who were still trying to catch their breaths amongst his own men.
"You got it boss," Logan replied nodding pulling out his cellphone dialing Monica's number trying to get a hold on her to tell her to watch her back since Jack was still lose. Little did he know, he was just under their noses, banging on Lucy's door a couple of blocks away.
"God Jack not again!" Lucy scolded once he was safe inside of her house. She paced back and forth in front of him while he sat on her couch listening to her never-ending lecture, "what did you do this time? Kill her?" she asked, hoping that he would say yes.
"I would never," he snapped his green eyes following her every move; he could have sworn he saw disappointment flash through her eyes. But that couldn't be the case; she was friends with Monica…wasn't she?
"Let me guess then, she was with him?" Lucy asked catching Jack's attention. She had him where she wanted him; she knew he held a grudge towards the Phantom. If only he would take Monica out of the picture everything would be perfect, she would have the Phantom and he could have the harlot all to himself.
"Where else…" he replied his voice dripping with jealousy. He knew she was with the masked freak, but he would find a way to get her attention, to speak with her once more, to hold her like before and convince her to take him back.
"You know…there is a way to get her attention back to you," Lucy added slyly sitting next to him on the couch, her blond hair framing her face falling over her shoulder causing him to look at her with sudden interest, could she have possibly read his mind?
"What would that be?" he replied, by this time he was desperate, although he was trying not to show it. He wanted to see Monica; he wanted it so badly that he would do anything. Hearing Lucy out was his last resort.
"You take away what is most precious to her, and she will run right back into your arms," she replied coyly suddenly capturing all of his attention. He shifted in his spot and turned to look into her deep blue eyes. She held so many emotions in them that it was hard to tell if she meant good or ill.
"What are you suggesting we do," Jack hissed back at her sensing she meant more ill than good, his eyes locking with her own. She smiled sweetly at him; she would get her way no matter what he chose.
"We take Kirimi Van Buren," she whispered to him, her smile turning into a menacing grin. Jack stared back shocked at such a suggestion, he was capable of anything to win back her love, but kidnapping her brother's child…that seemed wrong, even for him.
"That's insane Lucy," Jack shot back dismissing her idea, but not before she had a say in it.
"Think of it this way, you won't really be kidnapping her, she knows you…trusts you," she started, his eyes back on her, "she would come willingly with the right words, when Monica notices she's gone, she'll assume someone took her, this is where you come in , love," she continued pointing to Jack, "you call her, and inform her that you rescued the brat from the bastard that kidnapped her, and she'll come back to you before the day ends," Lucy concluded. Jack stared back at her not knowing what to say.
He had known Lucy for years, and she had never struck him as the deceiving type, he was getting to know the real Lucy.
"She'll leave the Phantom, and you'll have your chance with her," Lucy added sensing he was slowly starting to agree with her, "just think of it Jack, she'll leave the monster you've grown to loathe and return to you…love you like she did before," she added as he looked down. He wanted her desperately and her plan was starting to sound good.
"Very well," Jack replied waving his hand as her eyes lit up, but not before he commented something that made her falter slightly, "but what's in it for you, because no one does things like these without some sort of payment," Jack questioned seeing Lucy's smile falter but quickly return.
"I don't want anything, I'm doing it because I love you both, and I think you deserve to be together," she replied, not too quickly to avoid raising suspicion, but also not too late to make it seem genuine. Truth be told all she wanted was for the whore to be away from her man so she could step in and take over.
She would kill the child if that's what it took, and while she was at it she would kill Monica as well to permanently eliminate all competition for the Opera Ghost. She really didn't see any flaws in her plan, and she was slowly loving the power she held over Jack, he would do anything for Monica…that would lead to everyone's downfall.
Monica didn't deserve the Phantom, she was a two-faced traitor, and a bitch who only cared about herself, Lucy on the other hand saw no flaws in herself. She was perfect for the Phantom in her eyes, and he was perfect for her.
She ran a hand through her blond hair and sighed in content, everything was going according to plan, there were only two things that could interfere, and she planned on taking those out as well, using Jack of course. She would never get her hands dirty, well; perhaps if it involved Monica then she might make an exception for her 'friend'.
In order for her plan to work she needed to take care one person before she sent Jack off to do her bidding, the man in question was Lucifer. The biker was too overprotective of Monica, and she hated him for it, she was the one who deserved to be protected by a gang of men, not Monica who could die in the streets for all she cared. She feared him the most, she would have to watch her back with the whole lot of bikers, but other than him she was sure she could take care of it by lying to them.
"Her love is now the prize which you must earn," she sang quietly to Jack as he started to doze off on her couch. Jack could have sworn he heard that tune from somewhere, the lyrics had been changed but he was sure he had heard it before, "you've past the point of no…return," she finished satisfied with herself as she watched him close his eyes, sound asleep.
She found herself thinking of the man of her dreams as she walked away towards her room, she kicked her dog out of the way, not as hard as she normally would since she was in a good mood. She started to ascend the stairs when a tune escaped her lips, "All I want is freedom, a world with no more night…and you always beside me, to hold me and to hide me…" she sang quietly, her whimpering dog along with sirens coming from the streets produced a sweet symphony of pain and betrayal that had yet to happen.
She smiled to herself, "Look like the innocent flower…but be the serpent underneath," she quoted satisfied with her work while she looked at herself in the mirror. She gazed at herself, content with the events that had led her to this point; she moved away from the mirror and fell back on her bed, drifting off into a restless sleep filled with nightmares of things past and things to come.
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