Jargon laughed. "And what do you plan to do old man?"
"If you don't let her go, my partner will shot."
Mika gasped as Jargon pulled her in front of him and held a knife to his neck. "What partner?" A bullet grazed his arm from the top of a building.
Jargon glared and looked up where the kid stood holding a guy.
"Let her go." The man said calmly tipping his hat.
Jargon looked between the two and cut a small bit of blood along Mika's neck. "Careful."
The eye patch men flinched.
"You have no plan to kill me. You want my reward. You're sweepers." He laughed. "Now move."
Mika frowned then kicked backwards angrily, hitting her mark. Jargon moaned and dropped his knife as he doubled over. Mika scrambled away from him, behind the man.
He looked at her with his good eye then turned back to Jargon. He held up his briefcase and to Mika's surprise it shot a net on Jargon. His partner climbed down and took the knife.
"Sweet!" The boy grinned. "We didn't even need the little princess."
The blond hair girl stepped out and glared at the boy. "It would have gone faster if I had been in your place."
The boy laughed and put his gun away. Jargon growled and thrashed in the net. The two kids ignored him.
"Are you alright?" The eye patch man asked Mika. He handed her a cloth to dab at her wound.
"… Thank you…." Mika shivered thinking of how close to death she had been.
"Are you alright?" He asked again.
"A little shaken up…" She collapsed to the ground and sighed.
"Train, Eve go take care of Brumon."
"Right." Eve nodded grabbing part of the net. Train grabbed another part, and together they dragged him off.
Mika watched them leave, then turned to her saver. He had pulled out a cigarette and started smoking. She frowned at him. "That's bad for your health."
He looked at her and smiled. He sat next to her and crushed it. "Sorry if it offends you."
"It's not offending. I just don't like seeing people smoking. It's bad for their health."
He smiled. "I won't smoke around you then."
Mika smiled, but shivered touching her wound.
"You okay?"
"After I got over the shock I'll be fine."
He nodded. "Oh! I'm Sven Vollified."
Mika looked at him for a second. She smiled. "Mika…" She shifted as Sven watched her. "I… I don't really have a last name…"
"What do you mean?"
"…I was adopted when I was 8… And I never really had a last name… I never cared about it."
"Okay." He smiled calmly. He stood up and helped her up. "Allow me to walk you home Mika."
She nodded shocked at how nice he was. "…Thank... you."
"It's nothing. Just a simple task. As a gentleman I couldn't leave you alone."
Mika smiled gently. "Gentleman huh?"
Sven smiled and walked her towards her house. Mika smiled feeling calm despite her near death her near death experience. "Is this your place?"
"Huh? Oh yeah. Thank you." Mika nodded looking at her apartment. "Thanks for all the help."
"It was nothing…"
"I know 'Gentleman.'"
Sven smiled. "Good bye Mika." He turned and walked off.
Mika watched silently, then went inside.
"You've found her!" A man in a science lab coat asked, smoothing back his blond hair.
The man he was asking sat in a chair watching a computer screen. "Yes… only for a brief second, but it was defiantly there." He pointed to the screen.
The first man grinned. "Good! Send Rikan to fetch her."
"Are you sure you want to send HIM?!"
"Yes… Let's see how our little angel is doing."
"Alright sir." The second nodded nervously pushing his glasses up. The rest of his head was covered by his hood.
"You can't run for long kitten."