Hey everybody! Thanks so much to everyone who read the first part of my story. :D
Just a little reminder, the time lines and the character are all over the place. Haha that's what David Twohy gets for putting some of my favorite characters in different movies.
I don't own anything, except Hailey that is.
ENJOY!
Chapter 1
"What's the target?" came an eager young voice from the front of the skiff.
"Can someone give her a sedative or something? She is driving me crazy." Christina had just woke up and she was none to happy. Hailey stuck her tongue out at her as she took her seat in the pilot's chair.
"Convict, tracking him to the UV system. Name-James Henry. This guy is a real charmer, committed four or five counts of murder." Tombs, the skiff's owner and captain explained in his signature raspy voice.
Hailey felt a sense of excitement, almost giddy, as the pair booted up the system and prepared to launch. This was the reason she became a merc in the first place, being a bad guy, catching the bad guy, and getting paid for it. The simple thrill of a challenge was enough to make her put up with all the bullshit. In all honesty, Hailey loathed mercs and their undeniable lack of morals, but she could not deny loving the adrenaline rush she got from the chase.
"Well, we'd better get a move on, old man." Hailey glanced to her right sending her only mentor a smile. Tombs got up and walked over to Hailey's station to check the system one last time. Playfully tugging on Hailey's brunette locks, which she had tightly pulled up in a ponytail, Tombs gave the go-a-head, "Let's go get the is asshole."
Hailey gladly stepped on the gas. Tombs let out a small laugh, the soon to be woman sitting next to him was without a doubt his best partner. The others were just for back up, or for, 'shits and giggles' in Tombs' terminology. Give this group enough for one night out, they become some seriously fucking hilarious entertainment. Tombs kept Hailey as happy as possible because he knew, for the time she showed the potential; she would become his meal ticket. Don't get it wrong, he loved the kid, but fuck-forbid she find out he needed her way more then she needed him.
"Hailey, beautiful, will we be catching this son of a bitch, I don't know, today?" Tombs asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he smiled at her. With one look from her small face, he chuckled, " That's my girl."
Hailey really did hate mercs; however, there was something about Tombs that didn't make her want to show him the floor. Tombs was all right, considering. She laughed to herself; maybe it was the fact that he had taken her in when she was at her lowest. He was there when her own good-for-nothing parents weren't. Hailey's dad was a real piece of work, an abusive to say the least and her mom an addict. She celebrated the day she got away from that mess and had Tombs right there with her, sort of like a father figure. A dirty, drinking, killing, sleaze ball but a father figure non-the-less.
"Entering the UV system." Christian's now wide awake voice sounded from behind Hailey, followed by a series of technical noises indicating a shift in the atmosphere. Christian, held the position of docking pilot, but she wasn't as good as Hailey and blondie hated her for it.