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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 18:55:45 GMT -5
Viper's footsteps echoed on the sidewalk, Antidote not far behind. He didn't know where Joy was, but she had to be somewhere close. He hoped.
It was an ordinary day to start with. He and Joy, hitting the mall. At midnight. As usual the Antidote showed up. But these weren't using N-67's. These had real guns. So they ran, full speed.
They'd gotten separated, and now, as a bullet whizzed by Ty's head, he could only hope...
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:02:35 GMT -5
Joy had shot around, trying to get the Antidote dicks to chase her, but only a few of them had taken the bate. She could hear bullets whizzing by her, wincing as one hit her left shoulder. But she wouldn't let that slow her down.
She could still hear them chasing Ty and swung 'round a building to meet up with him again, slaloming as she ran. Her shoulder was bleeding freely, dark blood running down her arm. It hurt to move as fast as she was, with her arm swinging freely, but she couldn't help it.
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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 19:07:41 GMT -5
Ty saw her, then took a different route. Tossing grenades behind him, he darted up the nearest fire escape, onto the roof. He could smell her blood-trail.
He darted across the rooftops, tossing smokebombs on the cops below. Then, he sped ahead, then dropped down into a warehouse. When she passed, he pulled her in quickly but carefully.
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:11:55 GMT -5
Joy sort of nodded and saw him shimmy up onto the roof. She could feel the bullet already starting to work its way out of her system.
She glanced up, but continued running, dodging bullets as she ran. She felt her lungs burning, but felt someone grab her arm. She relaxed and followed Ty.
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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 19:19:37 GMT -5
He put his arm around her quickly; they weren't completely safe yet; he could feel it. "Thank God," he whispered, leading her to the back exit.
Then, the five remaining pursuers entered through the back door, guns aimed right at Ty. They fired all at once.
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:23:03 GMT -5
"Ty!" Joy yelled out. She leaped in front of the path of the bullets. She felt them tear into her body, but the would heal. She had to protect Ty. She sort of glanced down at herself. Her body didn't look the way it did in the movies. Neat little holes didn't just appear. Her body looked like raw hamburger meat. Then darkness took over, and she stumbled back, falling to the ground.
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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 19:31:07 GMT -5
His world spun around him when she fell, having taken the shots for him. Tears stained his face behind the mask. Something in him snapped. He let out a pained yell, being grazed by more bullets as he removed the pouch of grenades on his belt. He opened it, then threw the whole sack.
It exploded, but he wasn't done. He had both pistols out, unloading. When he got done, no one was left. He dropped down to Joy, hands shaking....she was....gone...
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Hours later, he'd moved the body to the warehouse they'd met in, their hideout. A crude coffin was half-finished. He continued working, tears staining his now unmasked face. He'd give her a great sendoff. But...it hurt so much. He was shaking with every move. "I loved you, Joy..." From that moment on, he swore never to love again.
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:35:09 GMT -5
Joy groaned very quietly and rolled onto her stomach, coughing. Bullets poured out of her mouth. "Ack, gah, guh..." She spat. "God, I'm never going to get the taste of gunpowder out of my mouth. And what do you mean 'loved'?"
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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 19:40:42 GMT -5
He jumped, hammer dropping out of his hand, onto his foot, then clanging to the floor. He spun, looking at Joy, jaw practically dropping to the floor. He was speechless, looking as if he'd seen a ghost. "...Joy...?"
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:43:57 GMT -5
"Yeah...You look like you've seen a--Oh God...You didn't know did you?" She saw the coffin, saw the hammer. It wasn't hard to guess what he had been doing. "Word of advice," she said, rolling onto her back as a few holes closed up. She let out a sigh as they did. "Do not ever bury me. No matter how dead I look."
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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 19:47:26 GMT -5
He blinked. "You never told me you could...How was I supposed to--" When she'd fully healed, he put his arms around her, sort of clinging.
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:49:23 GMT -5
She hugged him back. "I'm sorry, but in this place...you learn to keep things close to the vest..." She rubbed his back and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."
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Post by Viper on Jan 10, 2011 19:52:36 GMT -5
"It's okay. I'm just glad you're alive. Glad I don't have to finish....you know." He buried his face in her hair. "I love you."
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Post by Jester on Jan 10, 2011 19:54:31 GMT -5
She nodded. "I love you too...I love you so much..." She kissed his cheek again. "I'm glad I didn't make you have to either. I'm just sorry...sorry I didn't tell you."
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