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If you're thinking, 'Where have all the reviews gone!? WTF happened?' well it was due to an error, you see when the change over happened from the old AGNPH to the new one happened, I had to add my Co-authors back on, seeing as it took them off for some unknown reason. Anyway, when that happened, 2 copies of this story were made. I tried to delete the one without co-authors but when I did, it also deleted the other one, leaving me with no copies of blood and love, so yeah, have to re-upload. This is a pain in the ass but I heard that there was a problem with the text in all the older stories that made the text all glitchy, so maybe it was for the best that I re-uploaded it. Fortunatly, 'Blood and love' over at FanFiction isn't fucked up so that should make things easier. Also I've now noticed theres a duplicate 'Blood and love' story floating around, why this has happened I have no idea but I'm gonna try get it deleted. Oh, hears the stats for the story before it got wiped out.Views: 26,000Rating: 4.5Reviews: 59Oh, disclaimer. Yeah, Pokemon, I don't own it and I don't intend to make a profit out of it. This was done just for fun.
Old friend.
20 minutes later...
"Fucking keys..." Bruce mumbled as he tried to put the keys into the door to the first class room. "They don't fucking fit!" Bruce began to angrily yell, but he quickly quieted down when he realized that he was holding the key upside down. "Oh, I'm a fucking moron." Bruce said to himself as he twirled the key around with his fingers and slotted it into the key hole. Bruce turned it and opened the door to his room. "First fucking class!" Bruce shouted as he looked around the gold and white themed room with the large plasma screen TV and massive bed.
Bruce kicked the door closed, he then carried over his three backpacks full of booze and placed them near the bed before throwing himself onto it. Bruce felt like he had earned a rest after finding his sister in a city he left years ago and getting into a fight with a drug addict. He looked up to the ceiling before closing his eyes, and trying to get some sleep. There was something sticking in his mind, stopping him from sleeping, Kiara.
Louis and Reaper were in their room. Louis was taking a look at what was on TV and Reaper was just talking to him. "We're getting paid after we take out Silas, what are you going to buy?" Reaper asked.
Louis chuckled before answering, "A better gun to kill all the other slavers... Maybe a sports car too, something fast and awesome. Something that guzzles gas faster than a tank."
Reaper chuckled a little, it was nice to know that Louis still had his childish side. "Something that you can pick up girls in, eh kid?" Reaper replied with what looked to be a smile.
"Ha, yeah. Maybe I'll even buy an expensive suit to go with it." Louis said with a smile.
"Next you'll say you also want massive golden chains around your neck and some cool looking sunglasses." Reaper stated with a laugh.
"Only if they look good on me." Louis said with a smirk. "So, what will you be buying with your money?" Louis added.
"Me? Well, maybe some body armor. I mean hell, how many times have we been shot at now? But if you mean luxuries, then probably a house. Somewhere tropical, preferably near other Scythers." Reaper told him.
"You miss being with your own people?" Louis questioned.
"A little, but it's the company I miss most." Reaper stated.
Louis smirked as he asked, "What kind of company?"
"Get your mind out of the gutter... But yeah, that kind of company." Reaper chuckled.
"You dirty bastard, I bet you had a harem back in your clan." Louis joked as he let out a little laugh.
"Ha, I wish. So, we're not going to waste all day in this cushy room are we?" Reaper asked.
"Kiara said there is a bar a deck below us, wanna go check it out?" Louis asked.
"What are the chances Bruce will be there?" Reaper questioned with a smile.
"Very high, but hell, we don't have to talk to him." Louis said with a smile.
"Well then, lets get hammered!" Reaper shouted out as he headed for the door.
"Right behind you." Louis replied as he followed Reaper out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Richard and Tera walked into the ballroom once more, and were surprised by what they saw. The room was no longer occupied by snobby human couples that hated their guts, instead it seemed that it was a mix of couples, both human and Pokemon.
There was a man on the dance floor that was dancing with a Blaziken, they could also see a few Pokemon dancing with other Pokemon. Richard guessed that Unova must allow Pokemon and human relationships after all. Wouldn't these people want to head to somewhere that allows their relationships? That seems much better than hiding from the law anyway. Richard held out his hand to Tera and asked, "May I dance with the most beautiful woman in the world again?"
"Yes, you may." Tera said with a smile as she placed her paw in Richard's hand as he led her into the middle of the room.
Richard wrapped one arm around her waist as he held her paw with the other, Tera's other paw went straight to Richard's back as they began moving to the music, slowly swaying. They looked into each other's eyes as they moved in perfect rhythm with the music. As Richard looked at Tera, he thought out loud, "I'm the luckiest man alive."
Tera's smile grew as soon as she heard that. "And I'm the luckiest woman alive." She said back to him.
As Richard looked at her beautiful face, he couldn't stop himself from leaning in and giving her a kiss. Tera closed her eyes as she kissed him back and felt his tongue clash with hers, she savored the warmth of Richard's mouth as they got lost in the kiss. They slowly pulled out of the kiss, making a wet smacking sound as they did.
Tera made a little nervous smile as the sound reached her ears. "You're really good at that." Tera commented.
"Good at dancing or good at kissing?" Richard asked with a smile.
"Both." Tera answered as she gave him a quick kiss on his lips before continuing to sway to the music with Richard.
Richard couldn't stop smiling, that's when he realized something, the people in the room weren't staring at them like the last time on this ship. He was glad that they were being treated just like any normal couple, but then that made him think if only Kanto looks down on their relationships, or if there were other regions like that. Richard didn't think about that for too long though as he was soon drawn into another kiss.
Kovick was standing on the deck, looking out to the waves as he held on to the safety rails. He didn't know if it was a good idea to join this mission, but he didn't really have that much of a choice. He was still a soldier, he still followed orders. He didn't want to leave the base, not when he was only just working up the courage to tell his Ninetales assistant how he really feels about her. Kovick didn't know what he was going to do on this ship, he didn't feel like going down to the bar, he didn't have anyone to dance with at the ballroom, and he really didn't feel like going down to the ships restaurant and ordering a lonely meal for one. Kovick just wanted to get off this ship, make sure his new teammates don't die, and get back to base.
1 hour later...
Bruce had found the bar in the ship, he was now sitting on a high stool at the bar, drinking a large glass of beer and looking back over to the stage behind him. On the stage was a drunk man with his drunk Scyther singing some rap song that he had never heard of, that's when he realized that he knew those two. "Heh, fucking lightweight drinkers." Bruce muttered to himself as he drank the beer in his hands. He wondered what the Scyther's slurred words would sound like if he took out his translator, but he decided not to find out. Bruce hated rap songs, he found it hard enough to understand without hearing Reaper shouting, 'Scy scythe scy!'
As Bruce took another gulp of beer, he saw something walking over to him, something pale blue. "Ice queen! Have you come to chill my drinks or just freeze them to my mouth again?" Bruce said to her with a hint of anger.
Kiara jumped up onto the high stool next to him. "How did I know you would be at the bar?" Kiara asked sarcastically.
"Because I'm an alcoholic." Bruce flatly said as he raised the almost empty glass of beer to his lips again.
"The first step is admitting your problem." Kiara said with a smirk.
Bruce shot her an annoyed look as he said, "I don't need your self-help bullshit!"
"Hey, you're not just helping yourself, you're helping the others around you." She professionally said as she imitated the TV advert she saw when she stayed at Ethan's place.
"What? Huh... I swear I've heard that before." Bruce mumbled as he drank the rest of his beer and looked over to the barman. "Another!" Bruce ordered before he looked back over to Kiara.
Kiara had no idea how he kept drinking like that, she had saw people stumble out of this bar after two of those, yet judging from the glasses nearby it looked as though he had double that. "How the hell do you manage to drink all that?" Kiara questioned.
Bruce let out a chuckle and quickly followed that up by cheerfully saying, "Some people are just naturally good at stuff, and I'm naturally good at drinking vast amounts of alcohol that should kill me."
Kiara let out a sigh, she didn't know how he could be so calm in the knowledge that he was killing himself with drink. But she did realize that there were worse problems than drink, like the black vipers and Silas. "Nice to know, well, try not to get into another fight." Kiara said as she jumped off the stool and was just about to leave the room, but didn't once she heard someone calling over to Bruce.
"Bruce? Shit, it really is you, isn't it?" A brown haired man in a red shirt and brown trousers asked as he walked over to him. The man was Bruce's old squad leader, he was now in his forties. The last time Bruce saw him was on the helicopter back from Ashford island after Bruce rescued him and the rest of his squad from the slavers.
Bruce took one look at him and shouted, "Holy fuck! Mick?"
"That's right you lucky bastard! You saved my fucking life back on Ashford." Mick said as he extended his hand.
Bruce shook his hand and said, "Well, I just did what any badass hero would do. Go in alone, rescue my squad's asses and come back and get boozed up!"
"Well, I'm going to save your ass this time Bruce, think of it as a favor returned." Mick said slyly to him.
"What are you talking about?" Bruce quickly questioned with a confused look on his face.
"I'm talking about the vipers on this ship. They are here, they're fucking everywhere, they're like cockroaches, you see one, there's bound to be more. If you want to take them out now, we could both just go for it now." Mick told him before he grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "I've got their room numbers, I didn't manage to smuggle in any guns so I suggest you pick up something sharp."
Kiara watched from a distance, trying once again to stay hidden as she listened in on their conversation. She couldn't hear much over the sound of the drunken man and Scyther rapping though.
Bruce considered using the beer glass as a weapon, but he guessed he would need something better than glass against vipers. "Lets just find them and kick their fucking teeth in!" Bruce shouted with enthusiasm.
"Come on then." Mick said as he quickly walked towards the exit, with Bruce following closely behind.
Kiara decided to follow them, but tried to remain out of sight. She guessed that something bad was going to happen very soon.
10 minutes later...
Kiara followed Bruce and Mick to a hallway that had lots of doors with numbers on them, she tried to hide behind a potted plant, but it really wasn't big enough to hide behind. She just hoped that they wouldn't look back and see her.
Bruce looked at all the doors they passed, he wondered when they were going to stop and kick one of them down. "Where is th-" Bruce managed to say before Mick turned around and punched Bruce to the side of his face before punching him again in the stomach.
Bruce stumbled back far enough to put some distance between himself and Mick. "You fucking cock sucker!" Bruce shouted out as he held his stomach with one hand. He had no idea why the man he saved suddenly struck him, but he didn't have much time to think about things as he saw Mick pull out a knife and suddenly swing for his neck.
Bruce jumped back as he felt the knife's razor sharp tip scrape the skin on the right side of his neck. He instinctively raised a hand to his neck and then looked at his fingers to check if he was bleeding, and he was, very lightly. Bruce wanted to strike back, but that knife Mick held made things a lot harder. "Why the fuck are you trying to kill me? I fucking saved you!" Bruce furiously shouted at Mick.
"You didn't save me, you fucking ruined everything! You killed my men!" Mick shouted back at him.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I was part of your squad, I got everyone out alive! Bruce yelled.
"You're so fucking thick skulled it's unbelievable." Mick angrily growled before he took a step forward and tried to slash at Bruce's face.
Bruce quickly leaned back before he quickly stepped forward and quickly punched Mick right in his face. "You fucking traitor!" Bruce shouted as he came to a sudden realization. Bruce's squad was ambushed, nobody knew how Silas' men knew they would be taking that route on Ashford island and only a member of their squad or someone higher up could tell Silas' men where they would be. When Bruce rescued his squad, only Mick was left out of his cage. Bruce had thought that they took him out to interrogate him, but he had no bruises, cuts, burns or anything like that. He was the only one left unscathed, and now Bruce knew why. He was working for Silas, and he must have been ordered to assassinate Bruce. It was a smart move on Silas' part, getting someone who Bruce thought was a friend to try and kill him
Kiara wanted to freeze the man Bruce was fighting, but with him so close, it was too dangerous. So she ran as fast as she could and when she was close enough, jumped for his neck.
Mick saw her coming, and raised his forearm in an attempt to defend himself. Kiara bit down into Mick's forearm as he shouted in pain, dropped his knife and tried to bash and shake her off his arm. Kiara felt her hind legs hit the wall with great force right after she felt Mick's fist slam into her stomach, making her yelp in pain and fall to the ground.
Mick's other hand wrapped around his bleeding half frozen forearm as he shouted out in pain. He didn't even notice that Bruce had his knife in his hand. Bruce wasted no time in jamming the blade deep into Mick's chest. "Die you fucking slaving piece of shit!" Bruce yelled as he fell to the ground and landed on top of Mick.
Bruce quickly pulled the blade out of Mick's chest and brought it back down, stabbing Mick's torso four more times before he stood up and walked over to Kiara who was now lying on the floor. "Are you going to follow me everywhere?" Bruce calmly asked as he panted a little.
"Shut up!" Kiara shouted as she tried to block out the pain and stand, but couldn't, her back legs hurt too much.
Bruce could see she was struggling, he didn't like her, but he didn't hate her. "I think you've broken something." Bruce said as he then reached out for her.
"What are you doing?" Kiara quickly demanded to know as Bruce picked her up.
"I'm going to take you on a date..." Kiara's eyes widen in shock at his unexpected comment. "I'm just fucking with you, I'm taking you to see that medic guy." Bruce said as he carried her down the hall.
"And you're just going to leave that dead guy there?" Kiara asked.
"Yeah, why not? He's the cleaner's problem now." Bruce said with a smirk.
"Hey, Bruce." Kaira said.
"Yes?" Bruce responded.
"Can I at least get a thank you for helping you out?" Kiara asked with a little smirk.
"Depends, do you want me to drop your icy ass?" Bruce sharply replied.
"Ugh, I didn't have to help your sorry ass..." Kiara reminded him as she frowned.
Bruce knew she was right there, but he thought that he could have handled Mick by himself. As Bruce walked for quite some time and looked down to see Kiara still frowning, he felt a little guilty. "Fine, thanks for helping me out... Now stop frowning, it's annoying." Bruce said to her as he walked around the ship, not knowing where the hell he was going.
It wasn't quite the thank you Kiara wanted, but she knew that it was the best she was going to get from Bruce. "Now was that so hard?" Kiara said to Bruce with a smile on her face.
"Don't push your luck ice queen." Bruce snappily replied.
"So, who was that man then?" Kiara asked as she remembered how friendly he acted towards him back at the bar.
"I thought he was a friend, but he was just another lying sack of shit. The fucking traitor almost got everyone in the squad turned into slaves. You know what, next time someone from my past calls out my name at a bar, I'm just going to fucking shoot them in the face." Bruce tiredly replied.
Kiara didn't want to say it, but she thought that was probably a good idea, she also thought that Bruce had no idea where he was going. "Err, do you even know where Kovick is?" Kiara asked.
"Who?" Bruce responded with a confused look on his face.
Kiara sighed, she thought that Bruce must have either been too drunk to remember his name or he just didn't listen to him when Kovick mentioned his name. "Kovick, the medic. Remember?"
"Oh, forgot his name for a second there... Yeah, I have no fucking idea where I'm going." Bruce admitted as he looked around the hallway he was stood in.
Kiara sighed once more. "Straight ahead, first right, second left and up the stairs." Kiara told him.
"Err, right." Bruce said as he began walking up the hallway.
10 minutes later...
Bruce set down Kiara on his bed, after knocking on Kovick's door and getting no response. "How's your legs?" Bruce asked as he began searching through his backpack.
Kiara tried to stand up on the bed, but she couldn't do it, the pain was too much. "They still hurt like hell!" Kiara shouted.
Bruce took out a bottle of whiskey and said, "Here, drink this."
"No thanks." Kiara quickly said to him.
"It'll dull the pain." Bruce tried to convince her.
"Still, no thanks." Kiara replied.
"Fine, more for me." Bruce said before he took a mouth full of whiskey. "Ahh, which one of your legs are hurting?" Bruce asked her.
"Both of my hind legs, I think he banged them against the wall when he tried to shake me off his arm." Kiara told him.
"Mind if I take a look?" Bruce inquired.
"I doubt you can help but go ahead." Kiara said to him.
Bruce then went to take a look at her hind legs, he didn't see anything wrong, but his eyes were drawn to her private parts. 'Dirty Bruce, stop looking before she notices you!' Bruce thought to himself before he said, "Don't see anything wrong, and I guess if something was broken then you would be in a lot more pain."
Kiara knew that it wasn't anything serious, but it still hurt. "Great, I hope I can walk again soon." Kiara mumbled to herself.
"Why? I thought you would like to be carried by me." Bruce said with a smirk.
"You wish!" Kiara shot back.
"I do." Bruce said with a grin. Kiara just stared at him until Bruce laughed. "Ha, I'm just fucking with you ice queen!" Bruce told her as he patted her on the head and walked off into the bathroom to check and see if he had any bruises from the fight. As soon as Bruce looked at himself in the mirror just above the bathroom sink, he noticed the small cut on the right side of his neck. There was also some blood on the collar of his shirt. He knew that he was very lucky, any deeper and he guessed that he would either be bleeding out on the floor right now or dead. He also noticed the red mark on his face from where Mick's knuckles met his cheek, after remembering the punches, Bruce then quickly pulled up his shirt. "Shit, Mick was a prick." Bruce quietly said as he looked at the big red mark on his stomach from where Mick had punched him.
Meanwhile...
Owen was now examining the dead body that he had stumbled upon after hearing a few screams from the passengers. As soon as he looked at the dead man's forearm to find it black and red, frostbitten with two fang shaped marks, he had a good idea as to who did it, although the knife wounds were still a little harder to figure out the culprit for. Owen didn't want this ship to get turned around, but he really didn't feel like hiding a body in ship full of people. He could only think of one reasonable option to stop that from happening. Owen raised his hand to his earpiece and pressed down that little button on its side before saying, "Rhea... I need some help here."
"I thought you would." Rhea's voice replied through the earpiece.
"I'm serious, I've got a dead body here and I think that one or more of the teammates might be the reason it's here. They're probably going to turn back the ship when they find him, I need you to make sure that doesn't happen." Owen quickly said to her.
"Err, it was hard enough to keep counter terrorism teams away from the mall... But I guess I can try... Just don't touch the body." Rhea tiredly ordered him
"I'm not a rookie, I know how to handle dead bodies." Owen said to her.
"Yeah? Well I still remember the first time you tried to hide a body." Rhea told him.
"How was I supposed to know they would look in there?" Owen quickly defended himself.
"Hiding a body during a night time operation in a janitors closet is not a good option when the janitors work at night." Rhea reminded him.
"It's a little too late telling me that now, anyway, I better get out of here before the crew comes to investigate why the passengers are screaming." Owen said as he quickly began walking away from the body.
"I'll contact you if there are any problems." Rhea said before Owen heard the earpiece crackle again, signaling the end of the conversation.
Owen knew what he had to do next, he had to find Kiara and find out why he now has to worry about a dead man.
"Fucking keys..." Bruce mumbled as he tried to put the keys into the door to the first class room. "They don't fucking fit!" Bruce began to angrily yell, but he quickly quieted down when he realized that he was holding the key upside down. "Oh, I'm a fucking moron." Bruce said to himself as he twirled the key around with his fingers and slotted it into the key hole. Bruce turned it and opened the door to his room. "First fucking class!" Bruce shouted as he looked around the gold and white themed room with the large plasma screen TV and massive bed.
Bruce kicked the door closed, he then carried over his three backpacks full of booze and placed them near the bed before throwing himself onto it. Bruce felt like he had earned a rest after finding his sister in a city he left years ago and getting into a fight with a drug addict. He looked up to the ceiling before closing his eyes, and trying to get some sleep. There was something sticking in his mind, stopping him from sleeping, Kiara.
Louis and Reaper were in their room. Louis was taking a look at what was on TV and Reaper was just talking to him. "We're getting paid after we take out Silas, what are you going to buy?" Reaper asked.
Louis chuckled before answering, "A better gun to kill all the other slavers... Maybe a sports car too, something fast and awesome. Something that guzzles gas faster than a tank."
Reaper chuckled a little, it was nice to know that Louis still had his childish side. "Something that you can pick up girls in, eh kid?" Reaper replied with what looked to be a smile.
"Ha, yeah. Maybe I'll even buy an expensive suit to go with it." Louis said with a smile.
"Next you'll say you also want massive golden chains around your neck and some cool looking sunglasses." Reaper stated with a laugh.
"Only if they look good on me." Louis said with a smirk. "So, what will you be buying with your money?" Louis added.
"Me? Well, maybe some body armor. I mean hell, how many times have we been shot at now? But if you mean luxuries, then probably a house. Somewhere tropical, preferably near other Scythers." Reaper told him.
"You miss being with your own people?" Louis questioned.
"A little, but it's the company I miss most." Reaper stated.
Louis smirked as he asked, "What kind of company?"
"Get your mind out of the gutter... But yeah, that kind of company." Reaper chuckled.
"You dirty bastard, I bet you had a harem back in your clan." Louis joked as he let out a little laugh.
"Ha, I wish. So, we're not going to waste all day in this cushy room are we?" Reaper asked.
"Kiara said there is a bar a deck below us, wanna go check it out?" Louis asked.
"What are the chances Bruce will be there?" Reaper questioned with a smile.
"Very high, but hell, we don't have to talk to him." Louis said with a smile.
"Well then, lets get hammered!" Reaper shouted out as he headed for the door.
"Right behind you." Louis replied as he followed Reaper out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Richard and Tera walked into the ballroom once more, and were surprised by what they saw. The room was no longer occupied by snobby human couples that hated their guts, instead it seemed that it was a mix of couples, both human and Pokemon.
There was a man on the dance floor that was dancing with a Blaziken, they could also see a few Pokemon dancing with other Pokemon. Richard guessed that Unova must allow Pokemon and human relationships after all. Wouldn't these people want to head to somewhere that allows their relationships? That seems much better than hiding from the law anyway. Richard held out his hand to Tera and asked, "May I dance with the most beautiful woman in the world again?"
"Yes, you may." Tera said with a smile as she placed her paw in Richard's hand as he led her into the middle of the room.
Richard wrapped one arm around her waist as he held her paw with the other, Tera's other paw went straight to Richard's back as they began moving to the music, slowly swaying. They looked into each other's eyes as they moved in perfect rhythm with the music. As Richard looked at Tera, he thought out loud, "I'm the luckiest man alive."
Tera's smile grew as soon as she heard that. "And I'm the luckiest woman alive." She said back to him.
As Richard looked at her beautiful face, he couldn't stop himself from leaning in and giving her a kiss. Tera closed her eyes as she kissed him back and felt his tongue clash with hers, she savored the warmth of Richard's mouth as they got lost in the kiss. They slowly pulled out of the kiss, making a wet smacking sound as they did.
Tera made a little nervous smile as the sound reached her ears. "You're really good at that." Tera commented.
"Good at dancing or good at kissing?" Richard asked with a smile.
"Both." Tera answered as she gave him a quick kiss on his lips before continuing to sway to the music with Richard.
Richard couldn't stop smiling, that's when he realized something, the people in the room weren't staring at them like the last time on this ship. He was glad that they were being treated just like any normal couple, but then that made him think if only Kanto looks down on their relationships, or if there were other regions like that. Richard didn't think about that for too long though as he was soon drawn into another kiss.
Kovick was standing on the deck, looking out to the waves as he held on to the safety rails. He didn't know if it was a good idea to join this mission, but he didn't really have that much of a choice. He was still a soldier, he still followed orders. He didn't want to leave the base, not when he was only just working up the courage to tell his Ninetales assistant how he really feels about her. Kovick didn't know what he was going to do on this ship, he didn't feel like going down to the bar, he didn't have anyone to dance with at the ballroom, and he really didn't feel like going down to the ships restaurant and ordering a lonely meal for one. Kovick just wanted to get off this ship, make sure his new teammates don't die, and get back to base.
1 hour later...
Bruce had found the bar in the ship, he was now sitting on a high stool at the bar, drinking a large glass of beer and looking back over to the stage behind him. On the stage was a drunk man with his drunk Scyther singing some rap song that he had never heard of, that's when he realized that he knew those two. "Heh, fucking lightweight drinkers." Bruce muttered to himself as he drank the beer in his hands. He wondered what the Scyther's slurred words would sound like if he took out his translator, but he decided not to find out. Bruce hated rap songs, he found it hard enough to understand without hearing Reaper shouting, 'Scy scythe scy!'
As Bruce took another gulp of beer, he saw something walking over to him, something pale blue. "Ice queen! Have you come to chill my drinks or just freeze them to my mouth again?" Bruce said to her with a hint of anger.
Kiara jumped up onto the high stool next to him. "How did I know you would be at the bar?" Kiara asked sarcastically.
"Because I'm an alcoholic." Bruce flatly said as he raised the almost empty glass of beer to his lips again.
"The first step is admitting your problem." Kiara said with a smirk.
Bruce shot her an annoyed look as he said, "I don't need your self-help bullshit!"
"Hey, you're not just helping yourself, you're helping the others around you." She professionally said as she imitated the TV advert she saw when she stayed at Ethan's place.
"What? Huh... I swear I've heard that before." Bruce mumbled as he drank the rest of his beer and looked over to the barman. "Another!" Bruce ordered before he looked back over to Kiara.
Kiara had no idea how he kept drinking like that, she had saw people stumble out of this bar after two of those, yet judging from the glasses nearby it looked as though he had double that. "How the hell do you manage to drink all that?" Kiara questioned.
Bruce let out a chuckle and quickly followed that up by cheerfully saying, "Some people are just naturally good at stuff, and I'm naturally good at drinking vast amounts of alcohol that should kill me."
Kiara let out a sigh, she didn't know how he could be so calm in the knowledge that he was killing himself with drink. But she did realize that there were worse problems than drink, like the black vipers and Silas. "Nice to know, well, try not to get into another fight." Kiara said as she jumped off the stool and was just about to leave the room, but didn't once she heard someone calling over to Bruce.
"Bruce? Shit, it really is you, isn't it?" A brown haired man in a red shirt and brown trousers asked as he walked over to him. The man was Bruce's old squad leader, he was now in his forties. The last time Bruce saw him was on the helicopter back from Ashford island after Bruce rescued him and the rest of his squad from the slavers.
Bruce took one look at him and shouted, "Holy fuck! Mick?"
"That's right you lucky bastard! You saved my fucking life back on Ashford." Mick said as he extended his hand.
Bruce shook his hand and said, "Well, I just did what any badass hero would do. Go in alone, rescue my squad's asses and come back and get boozed up!"
"Well, I'm going to save your ass this time Bruce, think of it as a favor returned." Mick said slyly to him.
"What are you talking about?" Bruce quickly questioned with a confused look on his face.
"I'm talking about the vipers on this ship. They are here, they're fucking everywhere, they're like cockroaches, you see one, there's bound to be more. If you want to take them out now, we could both just go for it now." Mick told him before he grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "I've got their room numbers, I didn't manage to smuggle in any guns so I suggest you pick up something sharp."
Kiara watched from a distance, trying once again to stay hidden as she listened in on their conversation. She couldn't hear much over the sound of the drunken man and Scyther rapping though.
Bruce considered using the beer glass as a weapon, but he guessed he would need something better than glass against vipers. "Lets just find them and kick their fucking teeth in!" Bruce shouted with enthusiasm.
"Come on then." Mick said as he quickly walked towards the exit, with Bruce following closely behind.
Kiara decided to follow them, but tried to remain out of sight. She guessed that something bad was going to happen very soon.
10 minutes later...
Kiara followed Bruce and Mick to a hallway that had lots of doors with numbers on them, she tried to hide behind a potted plant, but it really wasn't big enough to hide behind. She just hoped that they wouldn't look back and see her.
Bruce looked at all the doors they passed, he wondered when they were going to stop and kick one of them down. "Where is th-" Bruce managed to say before Mick turned around and punched Bruce to the side of his face before punching him again in the stomach.
Bruce stumbled back far enough to put some distance between himself and Mick. "You fucking cock sucker!" Bruce shouted out as he held his stomach with one hand. He had no idea why the man he saved suddenly struck him, but he didn't have much time to think about things as he saw Mick pull out a knife and suddenly swing for his neck.
Bruce jumped back as he felt the knife's razor sharp tip scrape the skin on the right side of his neck. He instinctively raised a hand to his neck and then looked at his fingers to check if he was bleeding, and he was, very lightly. Bruce wanted to strike back, but that knife Mick held made things a lot harder. "Why the fuck are you trying to kill me? I fucking saved you!" Bruce furiously shouted at Mick.
"You didn't save me, you fucking ruined everything! You killed my men!" Mick shouted back at him.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I was part of your squad, I got everyone out alive! Bruce yelled.
"You're so fucking thick skulled it's unbelievable." Mick angrily growled before he took a step forward and tried to slash at Bruce's face.
Bruce quickly leaned back before he quickly stepped forward and quickly punched Mick right in his face. "You fucking traitor!" Bruce shouted as he came to a sudden realization. Bruce's squad was ambushed, nobody knew how Silas' men knew they would be taking that route on Ashford island and only a member of their squad or someone higher up could tell Silas' men where they would be. When Bruce rescued his squad, only Mick was left out of his cage. Bruce had thought that they took him out to interrogate him, but he had no bruises, cuts, burns or anything like that. He was the only one left unscathed, and now Bruce knew why. He was working for Silas, and he must have been ordered to assassinate Bruce. It was a smart move on Silas' part, getting someone who Bruce thought was a friend to try and kill him
Kiara wanted to freeze the man Bruce was fighting, but with him so close, it was too dangerous. So she ran as fast as she could and when she was close enough, jumped for his neck.
Mick saw her coming, and raised his forearm in an attempt to defend himself. Kiara bit down into Mick's forearm as he shouted in pain, dropped his knife and tried to bash and shake her off his arm. Kiara felt her hind legs hit the wall with great force right after she felt Mick's fist slam into her stomach, making her yelp in pain and fall to the ground.
Mick's other hand wrapped around his bleeding half frozen forearm as he shouted out in pain. He didn't even notice that Bruce had his knife in his hand. Bruce wasted no time in jamming the blade deep into Mick's chest. "Die you fucking slaving piece of shit!" Bruce yelled as he fell to the ground and landed on top of Mick.
Bruce quickly pulled the blade out of Mick's chest and brought it back down, stabbing Mick's torso four more times before he stood up and walked over to Kiara who was now lying on the floor. "Are you going to follow me everywhere?" Bruce calmly asked as he panted a little.
"Shut up!" Kiara shouted as she tried to block out the pain and stand, but couldn't, her back legs hurt too much.
Bruce could see she was struggling, he didn't like her, but he didn't hate her. "I think you've broken something." Bruce said as he then reached out for her.
"What are you doing?" Kiara quickly demanded to know as Bruce picked her up.
"I'm going to take you on a date..." Kiara's eyes widen in shock at his unexpected comment. "I'm just fucking with you, I'm taking you to see that medic guy." Bruce said as he carried her down the hall.
"And you're just going to leave that dead guy there?" Kiara asked.
"Yeah, why not? He's the cleaner's problem now." Bruce said with a smirk.
"Hey, Bruce." Kaira said.
"Yes?" Bruce responded.
"Can I at least get a thank you for helping you out?" Kiara asked with a little smirk.
"Depends, do you want me to drop your icy ass?" Bruce sharply replied.
"Ugh, I didn't have to help your sorry ass..." Kiara reminded him as she frowned.
Bruce knew she was right there, but he thought that he could have handled Mick by himself. As Bruce walked for quite some time and looked down to see Kiara still frowning, he felt a little guilty. "Fine, thanks for helping me out... Now stop frowning, it's annoying." Bruce said to her as he walked around the ship, not knowing where the hell he was going.
It wasn't quite the thank you Kiara wanted, but she knew that it was the best she was going to get from Bruce. "Now was that so hard?" Kiara said to Bruce with a smile on her face.
"Don't push your luck ice queen." Bruce snappily replied.
"So, who was that man then?" Kiara asked as she remembered how friendly he acted towards him back at the bar.
"I thought he was a friend, but he was just another lying sack of shit. The fucking traitor almost got everyone in the squad turned into slaves. You know what, next time someone from my past calls out my name at a bar, I'm just going to fucking shoot them in the face." Bruce tiredly replied.
Kiara didn't want to say it, but she thought that was probably a good idea, she also thought that Bruce had no idea where he was going. "Err, do you even know where Kovick is?" Kiara asked.
"Who?" Bruce responded with a confused look on his face.
Kiara sighed, she thought that Bruce must have either been too drunk to remember his name or he just didn't listen to him when Kovick mentioned his name. "Kovick, the medic. Remember?"
"Oh, forgot his name for a second there... Yeah, I have no fucking idea where I'm going." Bruce admitted as he looked around the hallway he was stood in.
Kiara sighed once more. "Straight ahead, first right, second left and up the stairs." Kiara told him.
"Err, right." Bruce said as he began walking up the hallway.
10 minutes later...
Bruce set down Kiara on his bed, after knocking on Kovick's door and getting no response. "How's your legs?" Bruce asked as he began searching through his backpack.
Kiara tried to stand up on the bed, but she couldn't do it, the pain was too much. "They still hurt like hell!" Kiara shouted.
Bruce took out a bottle of whiskey and said, "Here, drink this."
"No thanks." Kiara quickly said to him.
"It'll dull the pain." Bruce tried to convince her.
"Still, no thanks." Kiara replied.
"Fine, more for me." Bruce said before he took a mouth full of whiskey. "Ahh, which one of your legs are hurting?" Bruce asked her.
"Both of my hind legs, I think he banged them against the wall when he tried to shake me off his arm." Kiara told him.
"Mind if I take a look?" Bruce inquired.
"I doubt you can help but go ahead." Kiara said to him.
Bruce then went to take a look at her hind legs, he didn't see anything wrong, but his eyes were drawn to her private parts. 'Dirty Bruce, stop looking before she notices you!' Bruce thought to himself before he said, "Don't see anything wrong, and I guess if something was broken then you would be in a lot more pain."
Kiara knew that it wasn't anything serious, but it still hurt. "Great, I hope I can walk again soon." Kiara mumbled to herself.
"Why? I thought you would like to be carried by me." Bruce said with a smirk.
"You wish!" Kiara shot back.
"I do." Bruce said with a grin. Kiara just stared at him until Bruce laughed. "Ha, I'm just fucking with you ice queen!" Bruce told her as he patted her on the head and walked off into the bathroom to check and see if he had any bruises from the fight. As soon as Bruce looked at himself in the mirror just above the bathroom sink, he noticed the small cut on the right side of his neck. There was also some blood on the collar of his shirt. He knew that he was very lucky, any deeper and he guessed that he would either be bleeding out on the floor right now or dead. He also noticed the red mark on his face from where Mick's knuckles met his cheek, after remembering the punches, Bruce then quickly pulled up his shirt. "Shit, Mick was a prick." Bruce quietly said as he looked at the big red mark on his stomach from where Mick had punched him.
Meanwhile...
Owen was now examining the dead body that he had stumbled upon after hearing a few screams from the passengers. As soon as he looked at the dead man's forearm to find it black and red, frostbitten with two fang shaped marks, he had a good idea as to who did it, although the knife wounds were still a little harder to figure out the culprit for. Owen didn't want this ship to get turned around, but he really didn't feel like hiding a body in ship full of people. He could only think of one reasonable option to stop that from happening. Owen raised his hand to his earpiece and pressed down that little button on its side before saying, "Rhea... I need some help here."
"I thought you would." Rhea's voice replied through the earpiece.
"I'm serious, I've got a dead body here and I think that one or more of the teammates might be the reason it's here. They're probably going to turn back the ship when they find him, I need you to make sure that doesn't happen." Owen quickly said to her.
"Err, it was hard enough to keep counter terrorism teams away from the mall... But I guess I can try... Just don't touch the body." Rhea tiredly ordered him
"I'm not a rookie, I know how to handle dead bodies." Owen said to her.
"Yeah? Well I still remember the first time you tried to hide a body." Rhea told him.
"How was I supposed to know they would look in there?" Owen quickly defended himself.
"Hiding a body during a night time operation in a janitors closet is not a good option when the janitors work at night." Rhea reminded him.
"It's a little too late telling me that now, anyway, I better get out of here before the crew comes to investigate why the passengers are screaming." Owen said as he quickly began walking away from the body.
"I'll contact you if there are any problems." Rhea said before Owen heard the earpiece crackle again, signaling the end of the conversation.
Owen knew what he had to do next, he had to find Kiara and find out why he now has to worry about a dead man.