Author's Note: I'm trying to keep my chapters short. I know I'm taking my own sweet time, but I haven't really found any thoughts about what will excite my readers. Character bio's will come back maybe after this arc. Please review : )
Love Hina Bara
Chapter 17: Kimza's Battle
Ian, Chazona, Kaeda, Foxy, Sankarea, and Kimza continued running down the halls of Stormclaw's base. Ian took the lead, followed by Chazona who had her eyes closed and had her hands on her eyes, and the rest followed behind Chazona.
" How much further do we have, Chazona?" Ian asked while he continued to run.
" Ian, you know you're not playing fair," Chazona said to Ian. " I'm only suppose to use my powers to tell when people are going to die."
" C'mon, Chazona. Can't you bend the rules just this once?" Ian made a cute puppy dog face. His eyes shaked and he bit his lips. " For me."
" Okay, for you, Ian. But you only get to do that on my safe days."
A bright blue aura illuminated from Chazona's body. The aura travelled away from Chazona and moved through the halls of Stormclaw's base. On the corner Ian could see the light.
" There. All we need to do is move the-"
Ian was nearly killed by an invisible object fired at him. Chazona grabbed him and pulled him out of the way, but Ian fell and landed on Chazona. Both Ian and Chazona fell on the floor with Ian on top of Chazona.
For once since Chazona met Ian she finally got a good look at his eyes. His eyes of course were the color blue, but in her eyes they looked lavender. Lavender like Lavandula Angustifolia, the bright-colored flower that was a member of the mint family; its uses range from the medicinal to the decorative.
" Ian...my frail heart beats when I look into your eyes. Could I actually have feelings for you?"
Ian's heart froze. Something pinned against the back of his neck. The man was holding a pin at the back of his neck. The person was the man who wore his face like a mask and had jet black hair. Though even Chazona couldn't see his real feelings, she knew there was much hate in him.
" Don't much a muscle," the man said to Ian behind his head. " If you move, I will kill you."
Ian didn't have much time to think. With the slightest twitch he knew he would be dead. And it was legit how serious the jet black haired man was. However, there was the sound of clicking heard right beside the man.
Chazona saw it all visually. It was vague to her how someone so short could look so terrifying, but there Kimza was, armed with her Cobalt, and pointed it at the man's head.
" K-Kimza?" Chazona stuttered. " W-what are you doi-"
Kimza turned around and pointed her gun at Chazona. Kimza had a weak thesaurus in side her mind, continued staring at Chazona, said, " Go on."
Chazona didn't need to be asked twice. Her frail arms grabbed Ian and she carried him away from the man. Everyone else of the Hinata House, and Sankarea, followed her as she ran towards the lighted path.
Kimza and the jet black haired man were all alone. Kimza backed away from the man, still raising her gun at him, but held her gun down while she and the man had a "face off".
" I see," the man said with his emotionless face. " You're the kind of person who doesn't like to be around people. Something tells me it's not what you think of them but what they think of you that makes you so glacial." The man pulled out eight needles from his clothes and held them in his fingertips." My name is of no concern to you, but there're some who call me Sniper. Come. Let us fight the night away, my young sniper."
Kimza processed the lobes of her brain thinking through the little words she had, said, " Fight."
The battle had begun. Sniper threw numerous amounts of needles at Kimza, but they all shattered as Kimza blew them away with her guns. Kimza and Sniper ran around in circles. Sniper threw more needles at Kimza, and Kimza destroyed them with her bullets.
" Not too shabby if I say so myself, my young sniper. But just how long can you hold your own?"
Sniper ran towards Kimza and fell on the way. He slid through the floor, pulled out dozens of needles, and threw them everywhere. There was no escaping the needles flying everywhere. However, Kimza could dodge them without using her guns.
Kimza took out her clothes. Kimza's chest looked like a eight year old girl, no breasts and no nipples, as she feared she could not attract the attention of Daisuke. Her clothes however were used as a cape. With one wave of her cape all the needles heading towards her fell on the ground.
There were needles everywhere. Kimza swished her cape again and attached her cape back behind her neck. Looking into her eyes, Sniper saw something about her that made him scared.
" Those eyes. Those are the eyes of a solider. It's like she was raised in a warzone. But who exactly is this young girl?"
Before Sniper's eyes, Kimza disappeared. Sniper's eyes searched everywhere for her. Kimza appeared behind him and punched him behind his head. Sniper did not fall, because if he did he would fall on one of his needles and die instantly, but rubbed his head and made a loud " ack!" when he was hit.
" Nobody punches me," Sniper yelled as he was undaunted by Kimza. " No one!"
The man opened his mouth and sticked his right hand down his throat. The made sloshing sounds when his hand went into his mouth, squirmed while doing so, and it disgusted Kimza on a cellular level. The man finally pulled out a steel chain from his mouth veiled in plastic wrap. But what intrigued Kimza was even though he just pulled out something so long, he stared at her with his emotionless face.
" As you might already know, I'm not like most people. Ever since I could walk I've been nothing but a lab rat. They put needles in my head, they crippled me, and they harvested my organs. The only thing that remains of me is pain and a body without any organs. But don't take sympathy on me. I'm going to kill you."
Sniper whipped his chain at Kimza. Sniper's thrash's were lousy. Kimza was easily able to dodge them, sidestepped right, sidestepped left, and pulled out her gun. She pressed the trigger and it snapped in half on contact.
" Weak," Kimza said without looking into Sniper's eyes. " You're weak."
" Weak? Weak! Nobody calls me weak!"
Sniper reached his hand in his mouth. His mouth seemed to be a entrance to a hollow. He squirmed holding his hand too his mouth, then he pulled out a Mamba Pistol 9×19 mm Parabellum automatic pistol wrapped in plastic.
" I will never be weak. I will never be the same as that boy I once was. Even if I have to kill everyone that gets in my way, I will never be called weak."
Sniper pressed the trigger six time and six bullets came out of his gun. Kimza however fired her gun with much quicker speed and accuracy. Her bullets hit Sniper's and the tips both crushed the bullets.
Sniper couldn't stop firing his gun at Kimza. With every bullet he fired he gritted his teeth and mashed them together. Sniper wanted nothing more than too see Kimza die by his own hands.
He kept firing from his gun. With every push of the trigger Sniper remembered more of his past. He remembered how he was born inside Syria. There he was tortured, brutalized, and treated in the worst possible way. He remembered watching the other kids there die. Every day he just wished someone would end his miserable life, but it never came.
" I will never look weak in front of anyone. I will never look weak."
A tear dripped from Sniper's once emotionless right eye. He remembered the days he wasn't tortured. He sat in a cell for days, alone, with nothing but the food he was given through his dog hole and a small window where birds could fly in and chirp smoothly in his ears.
All he wanted to do was...touch the magnificent birds. Sometimes he would dream he was a bird. If he was a bird he could get through the bars and fly. He would fly past a mountain, and flew past the next one, and the next one. But in reality, he was freed because of war.
" I will never...be weak."
Sniper and Kimza soon ran out of bullets. Both dropped their guns. Sniper was quick with his hands. He reached his hands in his vacuous body and pulled out the sheath of a katana. He pulled out the sheath and the blade of the katana gleamed in the light.
For once in the battle between Sniper and Kimza, Sniper got angry at her. " It's people like you I hate the most. People like you are the reason I never went to school. Never had fun. And can never get married or have children. I will kill you!"
Sniper ran straight towards Kimza with his katana raised up high. Sniper slashed at Kimza, but she easily avoided him. Left, right, left, right, every slash he made at Kimza ended miserably. There was no way for him to beat her.
The battle finally ended. Unlike every other member of the Hinata House, Kimza never showed her opponents any mercy. She quickly snatched the katana away, used both her hands to grab it by the hilt, and she stabbed it into Sniper's head.
Sniper staggered as he was stabbed. He fell down and landed on his back. He knew he didn't have much time to live. There were still so many things he wanted to do, so many sights he wanted to see, but couldn't as he was about to die.
" Weakling," Kimza said without any remorse for the dying Sniper.
Sniper could remember the sky while he was looking at the ceiling. He only had a gander of it in his youth, but he remembered it perfectly. Instead of a ceiling inside a stinky old base... he was looking at a cloudy blue sky.
" The sky...it's so beautiful."
Sniper was at peace. While he was dying, Kimza did the most humane thing she could think about. She picked up a needle that belonged to Sniper and dropped it on his torso. Smiling, grabbing the needle, Sniper finally passed away.
Kimza had won. Kimza picked up her guns and ran through the corridor. With only Daisuke on her mind, she did the only thing she could think about: find Ian.