Color of faith | By : Vilmary Category: +1 through F > Codename: Kids Next Door Views: 4982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 9: Man’s wishes
A/N: only two chapters to go and then… TO THE SEQUEL! I’ll have you know I’ve completed the story handwritten and in lose leaf paper, however one thing is missing… PASSING IT! KK; calm down, V, calm down… Alright… that’s all, see ye on ‘Traces’ and after Traces is done THE SEQUEL BTW preview, the sequel shall bring the “exciting’ (SHUT UP MOM LOVES IT!) Conclusion to my story… Ooh and it’s got WHITEHOUSE SPOILERS! Which if you’ve read so far mean one thing and one thing only: Leopold yay!
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Abby, Kuki, Wally and Hoagie simply stared at Nigel after he put his speech down. They where originally going to ask if he was kidding. However he was crying earlier: Crying and kidding don’t exactly mix well in the same context. Abby had all morning to worry about this: Did this have to do with Heinie? She noticed Hoagie had disappeared into his room and decided to go to his room and check on him before going to artic prison and taking Heinie to Rainbow Monkey Island. She felt guilty leaving her team at a time like this but if she could stop disaster from befalling them she’d try.
Hoagie’s room was quiet; he was hunched over something that looked like a very sophisticated combat vehicle. “Hey pilot” She teased. He smiled at that “What’s that?”
“That’s me doing responsible work… Don’t you have any?”
“Nah, numbuh five’s stealth, she need her body” He raised an eyebrow; she did her best to ignore it and let it go undisputed “She’s gonna chill” She continued, something about him changed at that.
“In Artic Prison’s cold?” He asked her in a moment’s hesitation.
“Well yeah” She hesitated as well. Something told her that this alone could drag consequences. What, she didn’t know, it was like that feeling women got when they knew something would happen… Oh yeah, that’s what it was called; women’s intuition. “What’s it to ya?” she didn’t like the way the answer fluttered to her accidentally complex question so she obviated it and parted from the premise that she was wrong, deadly wrong. “It’s not like Cree’s gonna be gone” She baited the answer as well, no need to be polite, this is Hoagie for crying out loud, he would laugh…. Yeah laugh…
“I’m going to make you a gun” Ok, so he didn’t even BOTHER with her question. “Just because, numbuh five, I’ll make you a very nifty gun. That gesture upset her cool, like there was a meaning she couldn’t decipher, suddenly, just for a moment she wondered if, only if, she should go to the prison at all or just stay with him until he took off.
“Numbuh five’s leaving, Numbuh two, but she’ll be back… uh… She’ll take your gun then!” She tried to cool it out. However what she learned made her angry… She couldn’t let that get into her way but it would burn her guts if she didn’t let at least SOME of it leak. “And she suggests you make a gun for Cree too, it’s her we’re fighting against.” She left then, no clue that that decision, to speak those words, would haunt her for years to come and bring her so much suffering, if she had only known; maybe she’d have withered sooner.
The walls of the Artic Prison had become familiar with her as of now. All of it these last few days, from the under ice structure to the cell that held Heinie she felt closer, somehow. “Promise you’ll be good” She said as she walked Heinie out.
“I’ll behave, mein Abbigail” ‘Mein Abbigail’, If Heinie knew that relaxed her the way it did, suddenly her thoughts about numbuh Two felt silly… Was she really that cold? Ah well. Abby grinned brightly at Heinie, not giving it a second thought; second thoughts were for teenagers.
“Aw and here numbuh five thought you hated her” She cooed. He glared hell at her. “doe this make us even for-”
“You Left mein to ROT!” She mocked being taken aback. “Of course not!” he continued in a rage that Abby no longer found intimidating in the least, it was funny even: Amusing was the word.
“So where do we go?” She continued as they boarded the vehicle she used to get there.
“Eden” Eden, ok, Eden it was- wait- Eden? She wondered confused at she looked and asked again.
“What about Rainbow Monkey Island?” She voiced her confusion.
“Ja, Eden” He confirmed the analogy. “If ve vasnt to stop ze apocalypse ve must head for Eden ze creatured of Eden vant to clean ziz vorld, and vant to know ze truth? I VANT zem to do it.”
“Numbuh five thinks ya’ll confused, see, the ‘creatures’ of that island are loving huggable, bla bla, lovable bla!” She mocked numbuh three’s voice as she said this.
“Ja, Never said zey veren’t” He looked back at her. She smiled at his innocent faith and it reminded her of so many people; the rainbow monkey priestesses, Kuki and most of all Numbuh One: Were they expecting an adult-free world? Nonsense! She wouldn’t waste her faith with that, if there was that possibility she’d only rest of she SAW it with her own two eyes.
“Heinie, fate never gives in to man’s wishes” She said, thinking it to be final, his response confuses her even before such fate caught up with her and called the card of serendipity on her. Only then she’d understand that a great many significant things passed her over today.
“Exactly… Not man…”
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