Luc
When Riley and Kylie were both sleeping (with Kylie leaning on him like they were boyfriend and girlfriend. Yes, I did take a photo to blackmail him later) I turned to Eva, who was daydreaming.
"You like him, don't you?" I asked.
"Huh?" Eva asked, blushing. If you was around Eva as much as I was, you would know she blushes often.
"You have a crush on Riley." I said.
"Is it really that obvious?" Eva asked.
"He doesn't know, if that's what you mean. To the rest of us, though, it is." I said.
"Do you think he'd ever go out with me?" Eva whispered.
I flipped through a Teen Meister magazine, and saw the list of hottest couples. Kylie and Soul were highest for girls; for guys, it was Riley and Maka.
"He's dating Maka." I said.
"I know. But what if he wasn't?" Eva asked.
"Maybe." I shrugged. And, though I wanted to say it, I didn't say 'who wouldn't want to go out with a beautiful girl like you?'
"What are we going to do in Moscow?" Eva asked.
"We've got a link to an address. We think the Russian Mob might involved, but I don't think anyone knows for sure." I said, looking through the magazine.
"Are you seriously looking at a girl's magazine?" Eva asked.
"Hey, I might need prettying up after this." I smiled.
A/N: If you knew how darkly ironic that was, you'd feel how I feel for planning a certain character's fate. And I feel like a bastard. -MN1
A house in the middle of nowhere.
It was really snowy, and the house looked empty.
"I'll go in." I said, and Eva took my hand, quickly changing into her Weapon form.
"Be careful." Riley said.
"Don't worry, Rye. I'm invincible." I smiled.
A/N: That makes the only two people to call Riley 'Rye' in this whole series, in however-many-chapters, Luc and Kylie-MN1
I walked up to the window, and pulled my winter camo jacket closer to me as the breeze picked up. Then, I slowly opened the window and crawled in, landing on the floor with a soft 'tap.'
I crouched and walked forward, peeking behind a van. I saw no one, and had just stepped out from in front of the van when two men walked into the garage, joking in Russian. When they saw me, we both looked at each other in surprise. Just imagine: the Russians saw a kid in forest camo pants, black boots, an arctic camo jacket, with black hair and a black headband. I'm surprised they didn't shoot at me sooner.
Riley
We stood out in front of the house for a while, when I started singing, bored.
"I am not afraid to keep on living/I am not afraid to walk this world alone/ honey if you stay I'll be forgiven/Nothing you can stay can stop me going home." I sang. Kylie smiled, and we kept singing 'Famous Last Words' by My Chemical Romance until a cutlass was suddenly tossed through the window Luc went through.
Eva changed back to her human form and said something. We didn't hear it, though, because a van smashed through the garage door, driving faster than a human could run. It didn't stop me, though. I ran after it, grabbing onto the back door and hitting the side of the car. I cut my fingers pretty bad (on what I don't know,) but I kept it up until I fell off, landing on the icy roads with a 'crack!', my head hitting the road.
Kylie and Eva ran beside me, worried.
"Where's the van going?" I asked, standing up and holding my throbbing head.
"Riley, you cut your head." Eva said.
"We need to regroup. Did anyone get the van's license plate numbers?" I asked.
Kylie nodded.
"That's a good use of those two-hundred and two I.Q. points." I smiled.
A/N: According to the internet, two-hundred and fifteen I.Q. points makes you a genius, meaning Kylie is just shy of being a genius. Taking into account she's thirteen, that means she's probably going to be a genius.-MN1
We ended up getting the cops to find the van. They found it, along with two mobsters and Luc, in a warehouse. They wouldn't tell us how hurt Luc was, but when he got to the apartment we saw.
Eva was the first to answer the door, and she immediately started crying when she saw him.
Luc had an eye-patch over his right eye, and gauze on his left hand.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
Luc looked at the floor, then back up at me. "They thought I was from a gang, or something. I don't know. What happened to your fingers, and your head?"
I touched the bandage on the back of my head. "Nothin'. Are you okay? Do you want to go home?"
"I'm fine." Luc said.
"Why'd you toss me out of a window?" Eva asked.
"I didn't want this happening to you." Luc said simply, touching his eye-patch with his right hand. "I would've died if I saw you hurt like they hurt me."
"Did you get shot?" Kylie asked.
Luc smiled. "Nah. I'm bulletproof."
We all laughed at Luc's joke, happy that he hadn't changed.
Sid walked in, looking Luc over.
"Are you okay?" Sid asked. "You lost your eye, and your hand was burned severely."
Luc flexed his hand, looking at it. "I'm fine. I'm going to see this through."
"Alright. Onto the mission. There was a shootout in a fancy hotel. We think it was Xan's doing." Sid said. "The guys sent to investigate said that Xan was going to Atlantic City."
"We get it." I said. "We're going to Jersey."
