Bolts
Disclaimer:- Joss is boss! He owns everything!
Rating:- T for some Chinese cursing and violence in future.
Set after BDM ,Total Rayne Flick!
a/n hope you had a good Easter!!
Drabbles of River's Brain -
Eight.
High kick to the chest area followed by an uppercut to the nose. Nose into the brain pan, squish. Sorry didn't mean to kill ya! Next!
Nine
Right round house kick to temple. Out cold.
Ten
Elbow to kidney, knee to groin. That's gonna hurt Jien tah-duh guay tomorrow!
Eleven
Oh shit its Jayne! Hrmm he left that guy flat on his pi gu! If that's not a turn on I don't know what is! River! slaps self silly Must concentrate!
OUCH! Who the hell! OWW! Ok that's it, you're gonna pay!
River flattened the guy onto his back, taking her tally up to eleven now, beside her Jayne was up to a total of 10, each ducking numerous bullets that flew their way. Jayne almost collided with River on one or more occasions when his brain didn't seem to want to co operate. Each time their eyes locked that got a little rush of adrenalin, almost like a drug as blots of electricity shot down their spines, sending them into an almost trance like state of fighting.
Jayne didn't know what it was, but he sure as hell liked it, River on the other hand knew exactly what it was, and she sure as hell didn't.
Zoë and Mal watched the two fighters in awe. Each moved in almost perfect unison with the other, Jayne of course didn't exactly have the same grace of River but it seemed that he tried his very best to match it. They took down man after man with such speed that with in moments there was only Constance left, and both River and Jayne had her pinned to the ground with one foot and a gun pointed at her head.
"Mal what should we do with her?" yelled Jayne, glancing back momentarily at their wounded capt'n.
"Get the coin off her, and see if you can't find some extra pennies in their pockets." Said Mal attempting to get to an upright position with his banged up leg.
The two fighters nodded and knocked Constance out, grabbing the crew's shares.
Zoë turned to Mal slowly, helping him up. "If you don't mind me saying so sir, but I think this should be the last time we trade with Constance. Just a suggestion."
Mal raised an eyebrow and coughed painfully. "I just so happen to agree with you." He said, staggering up onto the mule and throwing some of the boxes to the ground. He kept his end of the bargain, even if his trade was a little bit broken.
"Now then." He said, as his crew came back with a few pouches of shiny credits. "Let's go show off our coin."
Meanwhile…
"Simon?"
"Yes Kaylee?"
"I'm scared."
He took a hold of her hand and squeezed it. "We'll be alright."
They were tied together around the waist whilst sitting back to back on two metal chairs, Inara had been moved down shortly after and she'd been tied to one of the many crates in the cargo bay. Things had been pretty quiet since, the two men were standing in the middle of the bay about 20 meters away from the three, chatting quietly to each other, on occasion there would be a cackle of laughter as they looked back at the unsuspecting victims, but on a whole they mostly kept to themselves.
Inara fortunately had been unharmed, she was scared and a little rattled but other than that no physical injuries. Simon had put up a bit of a struggle, resulting in a rather nasty bruise on his left cheek, but no major injuries. Kaylee was to terrified to do much except follow orders, which no one could really fault her for.
Suddenly one of the men's radios crackled to life. "You got them?" said another man's gruff voice.
The big guy that got Simon and Kaylee answered, seeming to be the one in charge of this lil mission. "Shi, though it looks like they ain't all here, we've searched every inch of the ship. The doc, the capt'n, his second and the fugitive loopy are missing. We've got the merc, mechanic and whore though."
Simon raised an eyebrow at being called a mercenary, though kept quite, Kaylee squeezed his hand a little tighter and Inara just looked slightly pissed at being called a whore.
"You secured the merc?" asked the other voice, the surprise clearly evident.
"Yes sir, though I gotta say he wasn't all the dangerous like ya said, though he matches the description best I can tell. He's dressed like a rim boy and he sounds like one too."
There was a pause as the other voice seemed to think some. "Very well. Hold tight until the rest of the crew comes back. It shouldn't be too hard with the merc tied down. Than I want them brought to me quick smart, ya hear?"
"Yes sir, we'll be with you shortly."
"Good and remember Dan, the Alliance has paid us good money for them to be captured, alive and unharmed."
The man called Dan frowned at Simon's cheek. "Yes sir, all are alive and breathing."
"Very good. I expect you back in no more than an hour."
"Yes sir."
The radio went dead and Dan began to grin at his brother. "Well bro, looks like we're gonna get paid after all."
Their grins vanished however as the ramp began to lower all on its own to reveal four armed fighters, looking mighty pissed.
Mal grinned giddily because of the amount of blood loss from his thigh, though he held himself together to make an all too obvious remark, "Well than, seems we've got ourselves some company."
Chinese Translations
Jien tah-duh guay – like hell
Pi gu – ass or butt
"Shi" "Affirmative
A/N I'll update soonish, as soon as I make time from uni assignments! Argh! Thanks for reviews!