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Chapter 11
My head was whipped to the side with a sudden attack, I had no real idea what had happened. I should have suspected it, yet at the same time it stunned me. I wasn't even sure when my body hit the ground. But I was in the mud and dirt, the warm feeling now leaked from my mouth. My tongue trailing over the front of my bottom lip. Ayane had hit me, not only hit me but blind sided me. She took advantage of my moment of relaxation that I developed around her, I would not make that same damn mistake again. Looking up at Ayane I didn't falter I was full of rage, this wasn't something I would let happen. Then came some harsh words, this was growing on my last nerve, my hands pushing off the ground. Only to feel the strike of her powerful legs. "Grrrr!" I would growl lowly while I was sent back, stumbling a little. Only for me to half notice the next move, all my injuries would keep me from dodging what I should have done. The kick felt like a train when it his my abdomen, my back slamming into the tree. I listened to several sounds of the coconuts fall from the limbs beside me, my left and right hand easing me back to my feet.
I barely heard the words about staying down, attempting to raise my arms up to block. This was a failed attempt given how disoriented and angry I was getting. Then came a painful crack sound, my head sent flying back as blood and spit mixed and landed to the side of my body. Leaning back against the tree to keep my balance, the blow literally rang my bell. I couldn't silence the sounds of the ringing, I was suprised my eardrums didn't shatter when I was struck. Somewhere I had pushed myself from the tree to standing, this was a mistake. Feeling a sharp knee I fell to a knelt position. Only to feel some weight on my bent knee and then a powerful snap of a foot my body sent sprawling on the dirt and mud. My hands now digging into the dirt with frustration building, this was the last straw. I would not get hit by her again. She had called me Raidou, perhaps I needed to knock some sense back in this crazed kunoichi. My knuckles pressed into the soft ground while I made my way to another knelt position, I could hear the sound of her feet running in my direction. This was the mistake I was waiting on.
Her right leg would shoot toward me in a deadly kick, my forearm blocking it. Only to use my flat planted left hand to push me quickly to my feet. I felt her head whip back when my thick collar bone cracked into her jaw. Her body laid out in a floating horizontal way, seeing her levitate in a sense, while I grabbed her feet in mid air. I would wake her up if I had to break her to do it. Using my weight and strength I would pivot off my heels and throw her toward that damn tree she had left me against. My eyes semi blurred while I was regaining my coherent thoughts. I heard her scream when she connected with the tree, I probably should have felt remorseful. The sound that came from those lips was shrill and painful, yet in the instant I was to angry to feel that way. "I am not Raidou!" I exclaimed loudly toward her. I had been harsh with her and perhaps I did deserve those first few blows, but this onslaught she released on me could have been sent to another. My eyes dulled over a little by blood found sadness in her laying against the tree I nearly tore her in half by throwing her that way.
"I allowed you to hit me, but I won't let you kill me!" I found something odd leaking down my chin, was that a tear? No it couldn't be, I then heard Ayane begin to apologize, I knew I was crazy now, to much time around this girl. I was losing that edge the one I needed to be an efficient killer. I swore I heard her apologizing my lips responding with some words. "Don't say anything." I felt I had to speak up, I felt something odd leaking down my cheek. It was a tear, I wasn't even aware that I could cry. This made me more angry, yet for now I would hope it went unnoticed. I was getting to soft, way to damn soft. While I beat myself up, I had to accept if we were going to escape I might have to share more information and my reasons for things. We were a team weren't we the thought hadn't occurred to me, but now thinking on it. We were a team, the only way for either of us to escape this hell was to work together. My teeth biting into my tongue for a moment, it took every ounce of my mental strength to speak up. However I would do it, even if I didn't like how it felt, more forced than normal.
"If we don't stop this Raidou.. We won't be able to leave this island. I refuse to let any man dictate my life, what about you Ayane." I had hoped this would answer some of her questions, she seemed against sharing with me about this fool Raidou. But even I knew I needed some more information, it also concerned me that Ayane was a different person in the sight of this man. "What could break a cold hearted killer like you down into tears?" I had to ask, this demon of a man turned this skilled assassin into a crying weakling of a woman. It annoyed me greatly and I couldn't understand it. However I felt it was a waisted breath, closing my eyes I could try to gather my breath. Teeth clenching in my jaw feeling the crackle of enamle, my frustration probably was easily readable. I was suprised when Ayane began to speak up, she seemed like she was going to tell me something. Stopping several times until finally she spit it out. I listened about this demon of a man, who raped her mother, defeated her village and stole some technique I was unaware of. However when she started speaking in this defeated tone it annoyed me greatly.
Raising my hand I stopped her from saying anymore, she put this man on a scale with gods. To me there was no such thing, anyone could be defeated and killed. I was the man who would do it if I had to."I don't give a damn if he is the devil himself. He is a man, no man will control me, I fear nothing. I felt his flesh, I heard him breathing. If this fool can do these things, he can be killed. I won't make you come with me Ayane. However its your choice to continue to run, continue to act like a whipped dog. However if you do that I will never respect you as an equal in my field of work. It's your choice Ayane." I was annoyed now, Ayane was someone in my field of work I could respect, but this side of her was something I couldn't respect, it sickened me to know she nearly killed me twice in combat. Maybe I was becoming weak and dull at the same time. This field of work would not end like this, it made me even more angry while I walked away. Looking toward the direction I had gathered as the destination of the military base, I got up. I felt like a ton of bricks, but I would carry on, if I drew air from this damn earth I would kill that bastard.
My feet carried me forward even as I felt so weak and tired, I found it easy to just forget about it and walk ahead. I listened to Ayane say my name, however I wouldn't let it stop me. I would not work with someone who would hinder my task. So for now I kept my pace, only to hear Ayane follow me further. Somewhere I felt my feet dragging and I slowed my pace, I was somewhat curious about what in the hell she wanted. "What is it?" Her answer would make me laugh on the inside, so she was brave enough to face her fears? Thats fine by me, it would help me get the hell off this island and at the moment thats all I needed. Beating the hell out of this wannabe demon was just a bonus. My fist tightened as the fence was now visible, the base now in front of us, however the two doors would slide open. What in the hell was this, games? It made me aggrivated it seemed this fool Raidou expected us, this would be fun. My blood was beginning to boil with anticipation, moving toward the right entrance, it was obvious he wanted to seperate us. So who was I to dissapoint this son of a bitch?
I heard Ayane tell me to be careful, looking over my shoulder I would nod lightly toward her. Moving down the hallway I could sense several things, was that nervousness? I hoped so, whatever trap this fool set for me he would regret messing with a former Spetsnaz commando. The lights seemed rather dim in the hallway, it was a hint this place probably recieved a weak power source from a generator. Each step I continued the sounds would pick up, was this a machine room? I would look toward the end of the hallway it seemed to be a large opening. I then heard several click sounds, was it a gun? I turned the corner in time to see several men standing in front of me holding batons, each one pulsed with electricity. My neck rolling to the left and then right. My eyes cutting toward them, "You aren't worth my time." I scoffed with annoyance while the three men in full body armor would fan out around me. It seemed like today was going to be an interesting day now wouldn't it?
The man to my left would swing his baton toward my shoulder. Stepping to the side I caught his wrist, jerking up on it the radius would snap. Stepping into his hip I would take his now shattered forearm and ram the electric rod into his face plate of his helmet straight into his eye socket. The body collapsing and twitching while electricity coarsed through his body, I could smell flesh cooking. It reminded me of the battlefields in my mother country, something I could never forget. The other two men however seemed more reserved in attacking me, so I made the decision for them. Using my tank roll I closed the gap with the man to my left, rising from the ground I grasped his shoulders. My knee brought up viciously slamming into his chest, I listened to bones snap and cartiledge tear it was nice to hear. I swore I heard the man scream out, but it would matter, tossing the body down the hallway I walked from. This left the last fool who quickly began to run away. My lips formed a wicked smile, 'Where are you going Ichov!' I would follow him only to get a shot to my face.
I was snapped hard to the side as I bounced off some type of plexi glass wall. My body very slow to get up, what the hell was that, my eyes lifting up to see someones feminine legs walking around me like a panther. The scent of someones perfume caught my nose, I knew this smell. Her voice now catching my ear, "You should have died a long time ago Bayman." My eyes finally focused while I slowly stood up, it was that white haired assassin, the one who drugged me in Russia. The one who wished to be a professional, yet would never have the skills to even come close. Blood leaking from my temple would dry on my arms, "Still the ever loyal bitch... Fine I will put Donovan's lap dog down." My arms rising up as the white haired woman took her stance, her lips forming a wicked smile. "My name is Christie. I feel its only fair to know the one who will send you to hell." My ears picked up on her british accent, my eyes slanting a little, "Don't get ahead of yourself, I am the professional." My words cold while I noticed the words seemed to aggrivate her, so now it was time to finish what we began years ago.
