Dead or Alive (closed)

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena Gottard sat at the table, twirling her fork around in her fingers, one hand under her chin as she waited. She had been waiting for two hours now for something to happen. She and the men around her were all waiting for something to happen and if it didn't happen soon Meena would start to scream from the boredom.

Looking up from the shaded outdoor table that she sat at, her lunch untouched, she noted that the only thing half interesting was some wino sitting on a bench in dirty clothes, a cane clutched in his hands and seeming to stare off into space. Damn she had to be bored to think that was interesting.

"Darling, are you alright," A voice came from her side at the seat next to her, a voice that grated on every nerve she had. Looking over at Kent she managed a smile, however false and sachryne it was.

"Yes, yes," She said shifting in her chair and uncrossing and then recrossing her legs as one had gone to sleep. The movement made her shorts ride up and she had to readjust them, noticing that her legs were wet with persperation in the heat. Shifting the neckline of her halter top, wiping the sweat from her chest right above it. "Just thinking about...shopping and things like that, you know." Yeah, right. More like thinking about how this had better happen quick or else her story would go down the drain as well as all the months she had spent setting herself up as the girlfriend to a son of one of the main men in the Syndicate. The son was here overseeing things for his father, getting his feet wet so to speak.

Stifling a yawn, she looked over to where two of the men were talking in low voices and occasionally glancing over their shoulders looking for the promised contact. Drugs and a contract out on a specific government official. If she could break this story, complete with photos, it would be a high point in her career. She was already known as a tough reporter. Known to be as fast with a gun as she was with a pen. She had gotten plenty of training from her cop father before he died, taken out by some guys just like these. Some personal revenge added flavor to her zeal for this assignment. If she could get the story, people would be in jail, her father would rest easier and she would be on the front page. Life couldn't get any better than this.

Then it happened. A long, sleek black car drove up, a chauffer stepped out and walked around to the back passenger door, opening it and the man they had all been waiting for stepped out. Loyld Yupe. Drug dealer and hit man and wanted in more worlds than even he could remember.

Sitting up straight, Meena reached up as if to fix her hair. In reality there was a pin there that was actually a minature camera. She was about to get the picture that made all the months of work worthwhile. *Snap* one picture as Yupe came up and shook the hands of the Sydicate men. Now to get one of money or documents or both changing hands. But just as a bulging envelope was taken out of both parties, suit coat pockets the sound of gun fire rang out and Meena heard something whizz by her head. Startled, she jerked her hand, making the pin/camera fall to the ground as she looked around for whoever had fired the shot. Another bullet flew by, this time closer and she dropped to her knees under the table cursing whoever had shot at them before she got the shot she needed.

Her camera! Looking around, Meena's eyes found the small pin and she tried to crawl over and get it. At least she had the picture of them shaking hands. That would be better than nothing. Her hand was almost stepped on by one of the Sydicate men who had fallen back, shooting at the attacker, crushing her camera.

Cursing under her breath, she backed up and looked around. Her 'boyfriend' was gone. Taken to the hills the moment something went wrong and she didn't have her gun. It was too risky to come into this assignment with a gun. If they found it everything would be over and her life would be worthless. Not that her life was doing real good right now.

Gritting her teeth, knowing she was too exposed, she targeted the small garden wall surrounding the resturant they had been waiting at. Low to the ground it would nevertheless give her better cover than this. Gathering up her courage, she ran toward the wall, feeling the sting on her legs as splinters of sidewalk hit by bullets careened up and cut into her. Jumping over the small wall, she ducked down low. Okay she was behind more cover than she had been but she was also pinnned. The small wall was an enclosure for the trees, a small island of life in a concrete city. If she tried to get out of here she would have too much open space to run across for the next cover. Breathing hard, she heard the sound of bullets hitting the wall she was hiding behind. And they knew she was here and, she had gone undercover so well that, whoever was shooting at them thought that she was part of the whole thing.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho Unix

He sat there at the bench outside the small coffee shop, he was wanted by the syndicate for a shit load of money. He was the legendary bounty hunter, he was called Death Reborn, because he used to be with the syndicate and he betrayed them, and for that he was killed. But for some reason he was brought back and when he rose from the dead, he found that not only did the Syndicate take his life away, they took his wife from him as well. Now he only wanted to destroy Furious, leader of the Syndicate, once Jericho and Furious were best friends almost brothers, but now they are bitter enemies. But that is another story, it was only a few years ago did he make his presence known to Furious, but in that time Jericho made a name for himself, The legendary bounty hunter, Death Reborn.

Here he was ready to kill these lackey syndicates and he sees a new person he had not seen before, a beautiful woman, probably a high-class hooker, but still she sucked the dick of those mother fuckers. He had to disguise himself so no one would notice him, he watched and waited for the exchange. Jericho worked alone, but he had a few friends he could trust, they were waiting for him at the rendezvous point. Jericho was dressed as a wino, had on ragged clothing, dirty ripped shirt, dirty mud covered ragged jacket, ripped pants and broken sunglasses, but they still covered his eyes. He kept looking at that gorgeous woman, who was she, he had to find out, he put his hand behind his ear and hit his com switch.

“Blue pick me up.”
Blue: “Yes sir.”
Jericho: “We have a unexpected visitor, I need to know who this woman is. I need it soon, before this all goes down. Ill send you a visual.”
Blue: “Yes sir.”

He held his cane out and snapped a picture and he stood up and again placed his hand behind his ear. It looked like he was scratching his ear.

Jericho: “Confirm that you received pictures.”
Blue: “Got them Sir, I will find out who she is, don’t worry.”
Jericho: “Be ready at the pick up spot, look for my smoke.”
Blue: “Yes sir.”
Jericho: “I’m gone.”

Jericho saw the car pull up and all the events that went on, Jericho only smiled and he patted both sides and made sure his guns were there. He also had a fully automatic handgun strapped to his back, than out of no where gunshots started to reign down on them all. Jericho jumped behind the bench for cover and he placed his hand behind his ear.

“Blue, who the hell if firing on us. Who else is here, I thought I was the only one that knew about this drop.”
Blue: “I have no idea who is there, what do you want to do sir?”
Jericho: “Just go with the original plan… oh shit the woman is getting fired upon, I am going to get her out, going radio silence until Jay street. I’m gone.”

He saw the woman flee to the garden wall and get behind it, with her being there he could unleash some fury. He drew his fully automatic handgun and he ran out in the direction of the wall. He saw the lackey syndicate people are running away, but the peons are still out there shooting back at where ever the shooter was. Jericho opened fire before they noticed him, he unloaded a full clip into the four shooters and they fell dead. He pulled the bag off the bench and ran and picked up all the guns they were using and took all there ammo off there bodies, it almost seemed like this man was moving a milli second before the ammo hit him, soon his bag was full and the car screeched and was gone, bullets ricocheting off the armored car. Jericho started to fire upon it as well, but his gun did nothing to it. He saw the wall get fired upon and he knew that woman was still back there. He ran and he saw a few of the shooters up in the windows and he dropped the clip of his fully automatic gun and reloaded it, he than put it in the bag and he drew out one of his handguns and shot down the three shooters in the windows and he ran to the wall and got behind it where the woman was hiding. His body smelt like a hobo, and he held a large handgun and looked to the woman.

“Hi, no time for talk now. Come with me if you want to live, keep your head down and stay behind me, don’t do it and die. Here you know how to use one of these?”

He took a small revolver out of the bag and handed it to you, “Now I am going to run, you be my shadow and stay down. I will get you to safety.”

He ran out and acted like he couldn’t shoot a gun, he just fired aimlessly at the building, but it was enough to make them take cover in the building, Jericho took out a flash bang and pulled the pin and he threw it with perfection in the window and the man grabbed her and covered her eyes as he ran. You heard a loud bang and a flash of light. Soon you felt he let you go and he looked to you.

“I am sorry, do you have any money for the man that saved your life. I am hungry and thirsty and oh.”

He grabbed the gun from you and dropped it in the bag. He only smiled at you.

“Please for a poor man.”

He stood there looking to you and you saw he had a large bag with a lot of weapons in them, and he looked like common street trash. He smelt bad and needed a bath and you was just ugly looking, you saw his straggly gray hair hanging from his torn beanie and the part that was torn revealed his bald head.

“I am sorry if I took you away from you street hooking job, if you don’t have any money cause you didn’t suck his dick, I am sorry. I only wanted to make sure you did not get hurt.”

He smiled again at you as he zipped the bag up and he looked around.

“Now do you have any money or not hooker?”

Finally when you could see ok, you saw you were in a ally surrounded by trash and filth. He looked to you and smiled again.

“But if you want to do me, I could go for that. I have not gotten laid in like years.”

He laughed like a homeless man and than coughed.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Hell yeah, Meena knew how to fire a gun but she got little chance since the man seemed to be doing all the fighting. The one thing she noticed is that even when he looked like he was firing randomly he was aiming and hitting his mark. And the toss through the window told her that he was something other than what he looked like. Her reporter instinct as well as the training from her policeman father saw through whatever facade he thought he was playing.

When they got to the ally and he took her gun, she would have been happy to walk away. Her story was blown, she would have to go back to the office and tell them that there was nothing to show for so many months of work. She could go back and find Kent and pretend to be the frightened girlfriend caught in a crossfire but she knew that if Yupe did any more deals it would be in a more private place with no one around but the big boss of the Sydicate. Her one chance was gone.

However, when he started mouthing off to her, she could feel the fury and frustration of the day mounting up and she pulled back, swung and hit him square on the jaw. He didn't even seem to try to duck it.

"Why you Bastard!" She yelled at him,"Who the fuck do you think you are? Not who you pretend to be, for sure. Do you know that months worth of work, of pretending to be interested in that sicko so that I could get this close to a story is down the drain? I bet you were the one who started the whole damn thing! One more picture, one more and I could have had the biggest story in the city but nooooo you have to bring your gun toting self into this and screw it all up. God! This pisses me off so much!" She kicked him in the shins and then turned to walk off.

"Just go to hell, why don't you? I'm going for a drink." Storming off, she headed to the nearest bar with the intention of downing more than one drink. Maybe she would get drunk enough to break the news to Charlie, her Editor. Then again, she didn't know if there were that much booze in the whole damn city.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He laughs at her as she punched and kicked him and really didn’t faze him, but he acted like it did.

“Oh ouch, that hurt, mommy.”

He simply picked his bag up as he saw her storming off; he put his other hand to the back of his ear.

“Blue, I got the pictures and I am going to the pick up point, be ready.”
Blue: “I found out who that woman was, she is Meena Gottard, reporter, and a tough little firecracker to.”
Jericho: “I know, but I have no time for her now, she is gone, I have all the pictures I need. I’m gone.”

He heads off and returns to the street and he reloads his fully automatic handgun and straps it to his back again. And than he starts to head off down the street. He passes that reporter and he blows her a kiss and he than stops before her.

“I am only who I am, a bum. See yeah and oh your welcome.”

He ran off down the street holding that cane and not even using it. He ran in the direction of the pick up point.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena heard the word 'pictures' as she was leaving even through her haze of bad mood. Not turning around, she hid behind a dumpster and listened to him talking, presumably to himself but she was familiar enough with minature microphones to assume it was differnt.

When he talked about a pick up point and that he was leaving, she quickly slipped out of the alley and started walking slowly down the sidewalk as if she had been going that way the whole time.

He stopped in front of her and smarted off again before running off. She could see he wasnt using his cane and she gave a snort.

"Yeah, Mr Smart Ass," She said to herself,"I see alright. Now, to see what kind of pictures you have. Maybe this won't be a lost cause afterall."

Making sure he was a bit of ahead of her, she started following him, dodging in and out of the crowds and keeping her eyes on him. She had also picked up some pick pocket talents and it looked like those would come in handy as well.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He turned his head as he was running and he saw that she was following him, he looked around him and saw the streets were packed with people, he stopped running and he slipped a Flash Bang to his hand and he pulled the pin, he knew she would not be able to dodge this, it would leave her blind and deaf for a few minutes, but if he angled it far enough it would not hurt her so much, it would just daze and blind her. He threw it and he bounced off the side of a building about 5 or 6 feet in front of her and than all you heard was a loud “BANG” and she was blinded and dazed as the flash bang went off. He took the film out of the cane and put it in his gun barrel and he took off running, he opened his jacket and saw he was out of flash bangs and only had a concussion grenade left and that would be a little much for that reporter. But he would have to move fast; he hit the COM switch as he ran.

“Blue, get everything ready, I think I lost my tail, but she might be coming in strong, so be ready, ETA 2 minutes.”
Blue: “Yes sir.”

He ran faster down the street and was about four blocks from the drop off point, he decided to walk than, cause he knew he lost her, he had turned down many allies and come to different streets and was on his way.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

"Shit, shit, shit," She said between coughing fits, standing still and closing her eyes, resisting the urge to rub them. She was a cop's daughter, she knew that to rub her eyes would make them worse. You just had to let it pass. She should have seen it coming, dammit, she had seen him throw one of them at the window, she should have surmissed he had more.

When it did she looked around. He was gone. No surprise but it just made her madder. No use trying to track him down. If he knew she was following him than he was smart enough to not take a straight path to his destination.

Turning around, she hit the wall, hard, with her hand, grimicing at the pain. It looked like it would be her and a glass of liquor tonight anyway. Heading to the nearest bar, she sat down and ordered, ignoring the stares of the waitress. She knew she looked like hell, she didn't have to have a stranger tell her so.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He got to the pick up point and saw Blue and Red and Green and Gray, his family. These were the only men he trusted, he looked to blue who was his recon expert.

“Blue, I got to go back. I feel bad for that woman, I have pictures and I would hate for her to lose her job because of this. I mean she hooked up with a syndicate boss just to get a story. So I am going to give these pictures to her.”
Blue: “Since when did you grow a heart Jericho, we got to head out, the dogs are on the move to the other side of town.”
Jericho: “No I got to go back, here make a copy of this file disc first. I need this done quickly. I think I know where she is going, there is only one bar in that area, and she told me she was going to get a drink.”

He tossed the cane to Blue and he took the disk out and started to copy the images into his computer.

Blue: “So Jericho, are you going to remain in that disguise or are you going to change, cause this woman is fine. You think she is going to jump your bones?”

Jericho laughed at the mention of her wanting to jump his bones and he shook his head.

“I am sure that she is married and happy, so I am just going to go and give these to her and just come back. No actually meet me at warehouse, things might get hot around here, I don’t know who those other shooters were but if they see me, they might want to fight, so lets meet at the warehouse, be ready for anything, ill do the secret knock to let you know its me. Take care my friends and keep the boys in check, ill be back soon.”

He turned and saw Red throw him a few clips of ammo and he nodded his head and put them in his pocket. Blue tossed the cane to him and Jericho was off, a little later he was back at the spot where he lost that woman, he than looked across the street and saw the bar, he walked over there and than took the old look, he hobbled on the cane like a old man and saw the woman he was looking for sitting there pounding back shots of alcohol, he only smiled at her as he walked up behind her.

“You shouldn’t drink, it only ages the skin and causes more problems. So relax missy, would you let a old man sit next to you?”

He even spoke in a old man tone.

“If you let me sit next to you I might have a present that you will like.”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

"Fuck off, Old Man," Meena said over her glass of whiskey."I'm not in any mood to be lectured by an old pervert. And you can damn well keep your 'present' in your pants. Just like all the other women in this city who aren't desperate or blind I'm not interested."

When she didn't hear him move from in back of her and go on his way, Meena whirled around on the bar seat and said,"Listen, I said..." And then stopped, stared and gave him a glare, turning back to her drink again.

"Oh, its you," She said signalling the bartender to get her another. "I have already had a present from you, thank you," She said in a snide tone,"My eyes and throat are still recovering from it. Why don't you just take the advice I gave you when we first parted and go to hell."

Sipping at her drink, Meena could feel the liquor working. A few dozen more glasses and she might be in a mood to talk to her editor, then again, maybe not.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He heard her rude comments and looked appalled at what she said. He shook his head.

“Look peace miss, don’t you know you should respect your elders. Anyways, I have some pictures that you might be interested in, I felt bad for you losing your job so I want to help you. But since you are being so rude, I don’t know if I want to give them to you.”
Bartender: “Hey old man this is not a brothel, order something or get the fuck out of here, stop bothering my customers

He looked to the bartender and shook his head; he turned and headed for the door.

“All right, if you are not interested. I’m gone.”

He looked frustrated, for wanting to help this woman and she didnt want to take the help, he didnt even know why he wanted to help this wanabe hooker, he shouldnt care, caring only got you killed.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

The word 'pictures' came through the alcohol haze that Meena was working on and she put her glass down, threw some money on the counter and ran after the man, catching up to him just as he walked outside.

Grabbing his arm, she said,"Okay, so I'm interested. I don't know who you are but I know you arent what you want people to think you are. What do you want for the pictures? Whatever it is I'll pay your price."

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He stopped when he heard her sweet sultry voice. She said she would do anything.

“Well miss, lets start out by why don’t you tell me what the hell you were doing in there and everything you know about the Syndicate. I mean I want to know everything, who you fucked, who you sucked and why you haven’t wanted to do that to me?”

He laughed at that last statement.

“I just want to make sure you are not working for them, and yes I am a old man.”

He looked her body over and saw she looked like a complete wreak, but she still was beautiful. She just had the look of a sexy seductress, or a succubus, yeah that was the term. He looked her over and saw…..(Description)

“Or maybe I want some contact with your sweet spots, for the film… no I am just kidding. I have had far better than you.”

He pulled out his pack of smokes and lit one up and he offered you one.

“Smoke? So what is your name miss, I mean what are you some kind of dumbass reporter, or are you something special? CIA, NSA, FBI, Secret Service, Escort girl? What are you, I have no info on you and to clear the spot of me shooting first, I did not, there was others there in the windows, I have no idea on who they were, but it must be my lucky day, cause I usually never hit anything with a gun, I suck with a gun, I am better with sitting down and doing nothing.”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena's first thought was to tell this wise ass joker to fuck off. But she wanted that film.

Giving him a sharp look she said,"Oh, so you can insult me but I cant insult you. Sounds like you can dish it out but you cant take it."

She took the cigarette and lit it before continuing. "And you want my life's story and I cant have yours. Dont fuck with me. I'm a cop's daughter. I have seen more shit than you can imagine. I saw how you tossed that grenade into that window. That took precision and timing especially since we were running at the time. And I'm a crack shot but I never had to fire my gun once because you took care of it. I dont know who you are but I know you are not an old bum."

"My name is Meena Gottard and I'm a reporter for The City News. One of the best. And my best work is done undercover. I started months ago worming my way into the Syndicate to get close to a big story. Today they were to meet Loyld Yupe. A contract for a drug delivery and assassination of a government official. I dont know who the target is but whoever it is it has to be big for Yupe to be involved since he is one of the most wanted and hunted men in several countries if not on other worlds."

She looked at him and wished she could see behind those damn glasses. She wanted to know how much of what she was telling him he already knew.

"And for your information, you would be surprised at what you can learn with alot of promises and some well placed excuses. If you think that I would let any of that scum touch me than you are right, you know nothing about me."

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

“Whoa, whoa, lets calm down with all the hating here. First of all I am no crack shot, I just got lucky, believe me, and I can take what I can dish out. It is something for me to run into a legendary reporter, I have heard of you. Tough work what you do. You keep looking at my face, what interests you, is it my eyes, I care not to show you my eyes, cause your beauty would blind me.”

He would have to slap himself for that stupid line. So he couldn’t help but look her body up and down as he thought of what he wanted.

“So that is why you were there, what else do you know of the Syndicate, I know you have a lot of dirt on them. Like have you heard of Furious, if you haven’t than I think you should forget out the Syndicate, I want to bring Furious down, I want him killed. So what are you willing to do to get this film?”

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the barrel of a gun and he walked in front of Meena, he could already tell it was some sort of rifle, but he knew he was not the target. He hoped Meena couldn’t tell. He would just block the shot of the sniper, he than looked around him and saw that there were more than one shooter and they were all on the street. Jericho gulped and started to figure what he was going to do. He looked around and saw that there was a small car and ally, but ended in a dead end, and the bar, but there could be more of them in the bar and Jericho didn’t want to risk innocent lives here.

“So Meena lets get out of here, I am a old man and I need to rest. Can you take me to my home.”

He stood to the side of her and tried his hardest to block the sniper. He was the only one he was worried about. Than a large man knocked Jericho over, he wouldn’t have been able to do that, but he was playing a old man and he fell to the ground and he saw his sunglasses fall off and Meena could see the Crimson red eye and the ice blue eye, and quickly did he go to pick up his sunglasses.

“Uh shit!”

He swept his leg out and tripped Meena and he moved his body quick enough so she landed on his back and the sniper fired and it hit the wall.

“Meena help me up and we need to get out of here. Like now!”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

"Yeah, I know the guy," Meena said, a look of distaste on her face,"The guy I was pretending to be chummy with, the one sitting with me at the table and fawning all over me? Thats his nephew. He's how I got in."

Meena turned to throw her butt on the ground and caught sight of her reflection in the bar window. Damn, she looked like shit. Her short dark hair needed brushed, her green eyes definatly showed that she had been drinking too much liquor. Her halter top which barely held in her ample breasts was dirty and sweat stained from being out in the heat and then getting shot at. Her long, muscular legs were scratched and she suddenly regretted wearing her jean shorts. With a sigh, she looked away from her reflection and decided after this she would take a nice hot bubble bath and soak for about a week.

She shook her head as he kept protesting that he was who he was pretending to be.

"Look," She said,"No old bum wants to know so much about the Syndicate as you do. But if you want to think I'm dumb than go ahead. All I care about is getting those pictures. And...what are you doing? Do you not think I can see you well enough you have to stand so close?"

It was then that she caught the flash of sunlight off the barrel of a gun. A second later, the guy was on the ground and his glasses knocked off. She stared at him, forgetting the gun for a moment. One red eye, one blue? Something in the back of her mind tried to make a connection with that unusual feature. Something was familiar about it. But before she could do a mental search of all her reporter data, she was down on the ground with him, her legs being kicked out from under her.

"What the fuck?!" She said,"Do I have a target on me today or what?" Grabbing him by the arm she said,"Now that is the first thing you've said that I agree with." Dragging him up, she started to run, looking for a place to duck into and escape.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

“Hell, I save your life and you say that, uhh duck your head.”

She does as he says and he draws his custom made fully automatic handgun and he takes out three men.

“Shit I need to reload, get out of here go now Meena! Wait come back.”

He grabs her and he jumps behind a mailbox.

“This mailbox it not going to hold up very long Meena, I want you to run down the street and get some wheels and come and pick me up at Mission street which is three blocks away. Stop looking at my eyes, they are contacts all right. Not focus, do you know where Mission Street is, get there and I will be in back of the church. Get there as fast as you can.”

He placed his hand behind his ear.

“Go now Meena, Blue you there, I need you to get to Mission street and back me up.”
Blue: “Negative, we are pinned down by and if we move we could compromise are cover.”
Jericho: “Fuck! Stay put than, and I will be there, wait for me.”
Blue: “Be careful sir.”
Jericho: “I’m gone”

He looked and saw she was still there.

“What the fuck are you waiting for, get the fuck out of here!”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena took off. She had been immoblized for a minute trying to think why the color of his eyes would set off alarm bells in her head.

As she ran, she muttered to herself. "Contacts, my ass. Now if I could just remember why that sounds so familiar I can place him."

She rounded a corner and screetched to a halt as she saw a car, a small sports model, sitting there idling while it's owner either went into a store or, more likely, was standing on the sidewalk watching the scene behind her. Without hesitation, she jumped into the driver's seat, shoved it out of park, laid her foot on the gas and screetched forward and then around the corner, taking it a little too close, to where he was crouched behind the mailbox.

Braking suddenly, she leaned over and threw open the passager door. "Get in!" She yelled at him and, when he did, she made a U Turn in the middle of the street and sped off, ignoring the loud protests and angry voice that greeted her as she again rounded the corner.

"You sure as hell are a lucky shot for someone who doesnt know how to shot a gun," She said with sarcasm. "Where to?"

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

“I said meet me at Mission Street Meena, not here. But you are very resourceful, take me to Union Street and drop me off there and you will never see me again. Thank you for all your help sexy.”

As he talked to you, you heard a chopper behind you and saw three motorcycles in fast pursuit.

“Meena, step on it, we have company.”

He looked to his ammo, he only had half a clip in the gun and two more clips for him auto handgun, and he only had two clips for his two handguns.

“I am low on ammo, and I don’t know if I have enough to take three motorcycles and a helicopter. Got any ideas?”

He looks to you and he stares at your ample breasts. He than looks back to see them shooting at you.

“Oh man, why is all this happening to a old man, what luck.”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena gave a snort. "Yeah, like you would make it that far before they gunned you down. And don't give me that old man crap. It doesnt wash so just drop it. You dont have to tell me who you are, just give me the pics. And I am not going anywhere without them. Until I have them you are stuck with me."

Looking at the motorcycles and chopper, she said, grimly,"Yeah, they dont call this a sports model for nothing."

Turning the next corner on two wheels, she sped off down the road. There was a tunnel up the road and that was where they were headed. Speeding up to 90mph, she headed inside. She could hear the choper bearly miss the tunnel, pull up and fly over. She could see the motorcycles come up behind them.

It was a long tunnel, she knew it well. She had a good guess on where the middle of it was. Reaching there, she spun the car around. The sound and smell of burning rubber filled the air as she gunned it once more and headed straight for the motorcycles.

"Lets see who wins a game of chicken," She gritted out and then pulled his head down to the seat beside her until he was almost in her lap as they started shooting at themm bullets flying through the glass of the windshield. Ducking her head as far as it would go without losing sight of the road, she aimed for the middle motorcycle.

"We have more protection than they do. I'm hoping they realize that soon." She said as she grit her teeth, knuckles white on the wheel. Pressing on the gas, she tried to hold the car steady, barely managing it. As the middle motorcyclist came into view, she could see the sudden realization on his face that she was not going to back off, and he swerved to the right, taking out his partner as he tried to avoid being hit by a car going way over the speed limit. Both bikers collided and there was the sound of tearing metal as both bikes were shredded on the pavement. She wasnt thinking the riders were going to look too pretty either when they stopped skidding.

The moment the bike she was aiming for swerved, she turned sharply to the left, taking out the bike on that side, a sickening thump sounding against the door as he hit it and then flew off. She could be a bitch when her life was in danger.

As they exited the tunnel going back the way they had come, she pointed her thumb to the back of them.

"I took care of the cycles, you get the copter. It should be figuring out that we arent appearing out that side of the tunnel pretty soon."

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He looked to her and his jaw dropped as he saw the result at what she did, he screamed like a bitch, but she knew that it was a fake smile, cause she saw a smile on his face, but when he saw that the three motor bikes were gone and out of commission, his jaw dropped open.

“You are fucking crazy Meena, I think you should take care of the copter, you got more balls then me, oh shit there are now fucking suvs coming now at us.”

He pushes you back and your seat falls back and his hands are right on your breasts as the bullets fly through the windows.

“Oh and they have assault rifles, and they are aimed at me and you.”

He aims his gun and is missing on purpose, wasting ammo.

“I cant hit any of them, I told you I was lucky. I suck with a gun.”

His hand is still on your breasts.

“How do you aim this thing.”

“You kill them, I suck to much with a gun.”

He than looks to the six SUV’s moving quickly and firing at the small sports car. He than fired a few shots and hit a parked car and it exploded and one SUV tipped over and Jericho looked to Meena and smiled.

“Beginners luck?”

 

[BlueEyedLady]

"Never piss off the daughter of a cop," She says to him and then finds herself pressed against her seat with his hands on her breasts. Smacking his hands away, she says,"Keep that up and you will find yourself in the middle of the road as one of those suckers drives over you."

Sitting back up, she looks at the smoking car and overturned SUV and says,"Yeah, right. Give me the damn gun if you are so insistant in playing the part of a hobo. You are wasting ammo."

Grabbing the gun, she wriggled out of her seat and let him grab the wheel, making him scramble for the drivers seat before they veered off the road and moving into the passenger seat.

Leaning out the window, she aimed for the tires of the next SUV, waiting for her chance before pulling the trigger as smooth as a baby's behind. Bullseye! The tire blows and the SUV rolls, skidding along the road. She flips them off as they pass them and then looks to see where the next one is. Looking over at him driving, she realizes that it is right beside her, the passager grinning and pointing a gun at them.

Throwind herself over his arms, making it difficult to drive with her breasts pressed into his arms as she aims, she fires twice. The shooter slumps over with a bullet between his eyes and the driver falls to the side. Both dead.

"Speed it up or they'll hit us!" She yells to him as the SUV veers towards them. He manages it barely looking at her as if she was a crazy woman. She ignored it.

Checking her ammo, she swears. They had three more and now she could hear the chopper in the background. "Okay, slow down," She tells him and leans far out the window aiming, not at the SUVs but at the chopper which is now almost over the vehicles.

It takes a few shots but she manages to hit the motor for the blades of the chopper and the fuel line making it now resemble a falling rock. That rock headed, yup, straight for the remaining SUVs.

Sitting back in the seat as a very satisfying explosion sounds from behind she looks over at him looking at her.

"What? My Father sent me to military school instead of a finishing school. Said you learn alot more practical stuff besides knitting and manners."

She continued to stare at him, almost seeing those eyes behind the glasses and suddenly her memory kicked in and it hit her.

"Holy shit!" She exclaimed,"Your Jerico Unix. No wonder I thought I recognized you. Not a reporter worth their pay that hasnt done a story on you at one time or another in their life."

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

That was it; he was now convinced that she was fucking loony. He looked to her and saw she had perfect aim and was good with the gun. She took out the SUV’s and the chopper with half a clip. She was simply amazing. She was a turn on and she had the action in her as well, a sexy combination. But he still had his jaw hanging open at the sight of all that destruction. Than her breasts pressed against his arm was turning him on. He shook his head, but she than said his real name.

“That was simply amazing, you are like the fucking terminator. You could wipe the entire syndicate out….. Wait, did you just say Jericho Unix, I am not that man, he is dead. Why would you say something like that, I told you that I am wearing contacts.”

You could clearly see that he was wearing makeup now, his cover was blown. He pulled the car over and he looked at you.

“I told you, that I am no that man, I am so amazed at what you have done here…”

Than a gun was pointed at his back.

Shooter: “Die old man!”

He fired a shot and you saw the blood spill from the clean wound from his chest. The old man fell over dead and he was dragged away, a few men in full riot gear disarmed you and took his cane and they soon got in there cars and drove off. All that was left was the blood from the old man and the gun you took from the old man, you didn’t even have the pictures.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena trudged along the highway. She was on foot now and she was not exactly understanding what the hell had just happened. She knew that man was Jerico Unix. There was no doubt in her mind about that. But what the hell happened then?

Soon her mind was too numb to think and she simply kept walking until she found a small roadside coffee shop. Stepping inside she called a cab and waited for it to take her home.

Now she had nothing. No pictures, no stories, nothing but a hell of a day and alot of dead people that wanted her dead first.

Reaching home, she entered the house, put out food for her cat, Silky, and retired to that promised bubble bath. Soaking in the hot water did nothing to settle her mind but she was too tired to think about it now.

Getting ready for bed, she slipped under the covers. Tomorrow she was going to have to go into the office and tell her editor that there was no story. She didn't think she would fill him in on the details of her day though. That much she didn't think he could take.

 

[amon_darknight]

Jericho

He looked to Blue and Red and Green and Gray.

“What the fuck was that, did I call for a evac, no I didn’t. why did you come in for me?”
Blue: “They were all over you, and more were coming, they want that woman dead and they will kill you as well if you were there with her. You should not be there with her.”
J: “Have you found out who the fuck the assassins are.”
Blue: “They are rebels against the Syndicate, and they think she is with them.”
J: “Oh fuck, I got to find her and I have to help her.”
B: “You are going to go as Jericho Unix, reveal yourself to her? Unfucking believable.”
J: “She already knows, tell me where she lives.”
B: “I will upload it into your comp watch.”

Jericho gets some more ammo and he takes his sword with him and puts his sunglasses on and his regular clothes on. He than jumps in his cool car and drives off to her house. He gets there before she does and he breaks into her house and he waits for her in her bedroom and he falls asleep in the bed under the covers. He than feels someone else is in the bed with him and he looks over to see Meena in the bed with him. He pokes her in the ass.

“Hi Meena, aren’t you glade to see me, I brought the pictures for you. I am sorry for misleading you. I am Jericho Unix, known as Death Reborn. I am here to protect you, since the rebels have named you Syndicate and the Syndicate has labeled you a traitor, so you are like me now. You still have that gun I left with you? So why don’t you pack your stuff up and we will get out of here. Oh you are very beautiful as well.”

He stood up and stretched and saw the shocked look on your face. He only smiled at you.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Meena jumped out of the bed with a yelp as she felt someone poke her. Throwing aside the covers, she looks down on the image of Jerico Unix, just like he appeared in the papers whenever there was a story about him.

Glaring at him, hands on hips and forgetting for a moment that she is in a very short nightie, she taps her foot impatiently as he rambles on.

"Now hold on," She said when he told her to pack her bags. "What the hell is going on? And what the hell happened back there and why the fuck did I have to walk back to town and think that you might have been killed? And no I dont have the damn gun. Whoever toted you away took that and the pictures you owe me."

She watched in shock as he began to pack her things and ignore her. She barely caught the jeans and shirt he threw to her. This man was too much.

Storming into the bathroom, she locked it, got dressed and came out again. He had her bags packed and was waiting for her.

"The only reason I am going with you is because once this is over I am going to have a hell of a story," She told him, putting on her shoes and then walking out the door, leaving him to carry her bags.