Note: I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE MY STORIES FOR LIKE A MONTH! *tears of guilt*
Truly, I really apologize for the (very) late update for my stories coz I'm so busy these days... *even in holidays* T-T
Anyway, as you see, some of this chapter will be based on the manga... (in case u guys ask why is it the same) to make the past story as accurate as possible.
Chapter 5 – Decision
"I still can't believe you, kid." Muttered Sven as he lights his fifth cigarette in his mouth. "From the future…. Is it really possible?"
"Well, it's happening now." Said Train, who is lying on the puffy sofa, stretching his arms like a cat from a nap. "I still can't see what his real reason to sent me here."
Sven blows some smoke to the air and turns to Train. "Say I believe you, and your words just now, wouldn't you be creating a time paradox?"
"Time paradox?" asked Train after he pulled himself up and sit straight.
"You know," Sven scratches his head. "When you change something in the past, the future will change too." He blows another puff of smoke. "It's just my assumption. I don't know whether it's true or not."
Train thought it for a second, if he'll save Saya tonight, wouldn't Saya still exist in the future? That would be nice. But what will happen to his partner and Eve? Would they still be together? He suddenly remembers, 'The reason I left Chronos was because of Saya's death. Will I be a sweeper if I save her?'
This, is getting complicated than he thought.
"Hmph. Time paradox, huh?" Train looks out to the opened window, seeing the sun is almost set, giving the sky a warm honey color with blue mint on top. "Interesting."
"Looks like you're having a war with yourself." Smoke burst out from Sven's nose, making him look like a raging bull. "You need help, or somethin'? Coz I want to return you a favor for catching that stunk criminal." He gives a small smirk with his cigarette turned to the other corner of his mouth.
"I'll think about it." Train sighs and then sneers.
Sven notices that his cigarette is out, so he pulled another one from his pocket and light it up again. Train is used with the smoke and the smell of his cigarette waltzing in the room.
"You know, you're the first person who doesn't complain a single thing about my bad smoking habit or the smoke around." Said Sven, with the smoke accompanies his words.
Train glances Sven's face, he looks rather younger, and both his eyes are normal too. 'So, this is Sven before having Lloyd's vision eye, huh?' "Yeah, I have a heavy smoker-partner, so I guess I'm already used to this." He quickly replied after studying his face.
Sven notices the way Train looks at him. "Something wrong with my face?" He strokes his cheek in a questioning way.
"Oh, nothing. It's just…. You look a lot like my partner." Train looks back to the sunset.
"Owh," he huffs some gray clouds again before he starts continuing. "Anyway, how did you know my name?"
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Sunset is over, the sky slowly turns to dark marine sea with stars swimming all over it. The sliver moon is now clearly seen and the festival had already began. Saya seems busy eating some snack with her phone in her other hand.
[The number your calling is out of reach, please try again later] *beep* *beep* *beep*
Saya sighs, "Train, where are you? I can't contact you and you're gone for days now…. I wonder what happened to him." Saya flips her phone close and begin to think about the man whom she met yesterday.
"Hmmm…. Sai really looks a lot like Train… but his personalities are very different, like a way different person…." She munches another bite of the snack. "Who are you really, Sai?" She then stares to the ceiling blankly with two people in her mind.
*knock* *knock*
"Hm?" Saya turns to the door, "Train?" Her hand almost reaches to the doorknob, when suddenly….
*Crashk* "!?"
A long blade lunges through the wooden door and travel straight to Saya. No time to react before….
*Gakch*
The body of a metal gun blocks the blade before stabbing Saya. It looks like that she had pulled her gun just in time.
Saya leaps back from the intruding blade before it can attack again.
"What the heck! Suddenly attacking like that!" she exclaimed in annoyance.
"Your reaction is faster than I thought…. Minatsuki Saya." A creeping male voice chills out Saya's spine as the door creaks open. It's a man with a darkened face and his light hair slicked back. His eyes are full of hatred and filled with a murderous killing intent. "But… I will definitely kill you!"
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"Geez…" sighed Train, running on top of roofs in full speed, "I shouldn't have slept in Sven's place, otherwise, this wouldn't happen." Train glances at the plastic bag in his hand and remembers the words that Sven had left for him.
***Flashback***
"Dammit!" Train hops up from the sofa and gazes to the window, it's closed now and what makes Train worry is that the sunset had turned to late evening.
"What is it?" Sven rushes to the living room where Train is in panic.
"I'm late! I'm gonna be late! And I haven't prepared anything yet!"
"Calm down, you're going to make it, but now let me tell you something." Sven scratches his hair. "Look, I don't know what you're up against, but if you have faith of doing it, I'm sure you will succeed, no matter how hard the situation is."
Hearing this, Train calms. He looks at Sven's unsure face. He thought that even though Sven doesn't know what is happening, he says things as if he understands the situation. 'Heh,' said Train in his heart, 'you are my partner after all, Sven.'
"Thanks." Said Train, "Sorry to make you worry."
"It's alright. Anyway, before you leave, need help?" he asked again.
Train suddenly has an idea of what he needs, he turns to Sven and smile widely. "Yeah, I need a couple of things, can I borrow them for a while?"
***end flashback***
"Hmph." Train keeps a short snort for himself. "Thanks Sven, a lot."
A roof by roof isn't fast enough for him, so he leaps up to a few roofs instead of running. 'Faster, Train, faster!' he said in his heart. Staring at the moon as he leaps high up in the air, he can already sense that Saya is in danger. 'If I slow down, I wouldn't catch up with Saya.' He tightens his fist. '… I hope I can make it in time.'
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Saya is still being chased by Creed until she stops in the middle of the quiet alleyway.
"You're not going to run anymore?" asked Creed, "If you run and hide, you can still live a little longer." He chuckles evilly.
"Run away? Me?" Saya said bluntly, "You're mistaken. I just wanted to switch to a place suitable for battle." She raises her gun up to the night sky and fires it.
The bullet isn't just flying nowhere. It hits a brick wall, then it bounces to a shop sign, before it bounces straight to Creed's leg.
"WHAAAT?"
Before Creed even fully react to the first bullet, there are two more bullets flying at him. He misses the second one, but he still got a bullet scratch on his arm. The third bullet lands directly to his leg again.
"Reflecting bullets are sure hard to avoid." Said Saya triumphantly.
"You… You dare to attack me?" Creed growled in anger. The fireworks still bursting beautifully in the air, as if the sky is decorated with sparking flowers.
"Against people with your talent, you should still be able to use your sword to block a bullet fired straight at you." She pulls his gun close to her. "This 'Reflect Shot' is used against people like you. I didn't become a sweeper from nothing."
Creed is struck mad by her words. His veins on his head bulges and his eyes are now feed with anger and murder. "DAMN IT!" even though his leg is shot, he's still able to walk. "I'm going to kill you!"
'What the-? I thought I shot his leg… But he's still able to walk?' said Saya in her heart. 'This bastard… his killing intent had already surpassed any feelings of pain!'
Saya notices a small noise beside her and when she turns her head, she sees a few boys chattering on the silent alleyway. 'Kids, crap!' thought Saya.
Without thinking, Saya turns to the kids and shout at them, "Don't come over here! Don't come…"
A slithering voice travels her ears, "You still care about others? You're too naïve." Creed had already at beside her, ready to plunge his sword.
*Gakching*
Saya was ready for the blow, but it didn't come. When she get to her bearings, her eyes widens. The blade had been blocked by someone's gun. The man wears a long red sleeved shirt, tucked into his black pants neatly, with top collars unbuttoned , his hair is slightly slicked to the back, not entirely like Creed, with a few strands of hair sticking out on his front head.
"Sai?" asked Saya unbelievably.
The man still holds the blade with his handgun with one hand, his gleaming golden eyes looks down over his shoulders with a naughty smirk, "Sorry for being late…. Saya."
