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War Of Shadows	By : TurtleNinja Category: +S through Z > Samurai Jack Views: 3353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mad Jack

I watched as Chimitsu knelt down next to my fallen original, cradling him in her arms. He'd fallen, and so had Ekirei, leaving only the Wind Elemental and myself. I pressed my hand to my side, feeling the blood soak my torn black shirt, knowing that the wound was serious. I couldn't fight her just yet.

"Eki's spell will kill him within four days, Chimitsu. She's laced his body with disease, with fever and there's no escape from it." I said quietly.

I took some consolation in the fact that Chimitsu could only heal wounds and not sickness, meaning that my original would fall to Eki's diseases. He'd be dead by the end of the week, which was fine by me. That left only the Wind Elemental herself and she was proving herself to be a more troublesome foe than my original.

"We shall see." she said, disappearing with him.

I sighed softly, feeling my wound begin to knit itself closed at last. Ekirei pulled herself up from the ground, holding her broken jaw as she stumbled over towards me. I glared at her furiously before quickly teleporting to the Demon's Den to think and drown my sorrows.

Straightening my appearance, I walked in and directly over to the bar. I sat myself in my usual spot at the bar, watching as the bounty hunters nearby quickly cleared the area. They didn't want anything to do with me, which was just fine. The fools were useless and I had no time for them.

"Barkeep! Your strongest sake!" I bellowed.

Without hesitation, the bartender brought over a shot glass and bottle of warm sake, which I immediately began to drink. Three times, now, we'd failed to bring them down. My original had been battered, shot, the Wind Elemental had been tortured and mentally tormented, and now my original had endured the same mental torment she had. Yet he'd still managed to bring himself out of it, to restore his hope and fight me.

We'd have to try another means of destroying them now that separation clearly was not working. Lord Aku would be getting quite impatient with us, even on the verge of seeing us destroyed for our failures. We couldn't allow that to happen, which meant we had to think of something and think of it fast.

I downed another shot of sake, staring furiously at the bottles of liquor on the shelves behind the bar. What would strike my original hard enough to crush him on the inside? Injuries were clearly no problem for him with the Wind Elemental on his side and trying to use his memories of his family against him had also failed. He couldn't be broken that way, that much was certain.

Behind me, I could sense another's presense lurking in the shadows. For the moment, I ignored it, drinking down yet another shot of sake. I couldn't be bothered by people mistaking me for my original or wanting to get themselves in Lord Aku's good graces. Yet the presense refused to go away.

I continued to stare at the bottles as I downed shot after shot of sake, quickly drinking down the bottle and ordering another. Someone sat down on the stool to my right and I shifted my eyes to see who it was, already having taken a good guess. Ekirei. Figures that she'd follow me here.

"Drowning your sorrows in cheap sake?" she asked.

"Leave me be, Eki. You've done enough for one day."

"I'm hurt. I didn't see you faring much better out there either."

I snorted and downed another shot as she ordered a glass of strawberry wine, sipping it elegantly.

"This isn't helping, Eki."

"What isn't helping?"

"You baiting me all the fucking time. You just can't resist taking time to irritate me instead of using that mind of yours to torment Minamoto!"

"Oooh, sounds like somebody needs a nap."

I growled and wheeled around, grabbing her by the neck before she could react, wanting to just kill her and get it over with, but knew I couldn't. She knew it too. Her eyes watched me impassively, even though I had her by the neck and all I'd have to do was squeeze if I really wanted to.

Growling again, I let her go and snapped back around, sitting down on the barstool again, glaring into my sake.

"We're wasting our time arguing with each other instead of being a team and taking them down." I snapped quietly.

"What, you're suggesting that we actually work together on this one?"

"I don't like the idea, either, but we don't exactly have a choice."

She set her glass down and I turned to look at her, sitting up. Her leather jacket had been removed and laid on the bar, revealing the outfit she usually wore beneath. I'd always imagined it to be a halter top of some sort, but I liked what I saw a great deal better. A tight, black leather bustier with no straps, only lacing in the front to keep it up over her large chest.

I shifted uncomfortably at the sight, trying to focus on what we were discussing, but between the sake and her outfit, it was becoming more and more difficult. She smiled seductively at me, tossing her long blonde braid over her back between her wings before taking another sip of her wine. Damnit, I had no time for this, either.

"Of course we've got a choice, darling." she said.

I growled at the term of endearment and turned back to my sake, or tried to.

"No, we don't. Lord Aku's bound to know we failed again and won't want to hear from us 'till we've got something good to report. You know as well as I do how close he came to sending us to the Pit of Hate last time. If we go back to him without proof of either the samurai or the Wind Elemental being killed, that's exactly where we'll go."

"All right, fine. You're hardly any fun, but if I have to stop toying with you to avoid the Pit of Hate, then it'll be worth it. Anything to avoid the Pit. I'll just have to torment you later when this is all over with."

"Not if I've got anything to say 'bout it."

She pouted before taking another sip of her wine.

"So what do we do, MJ? We've tried attacking and killing them, but direct combat's clearly no good when they equally match us. We've tried separating and trapping them, still no good. Torment, torture, nothing! There's gotta be something we've missed."

"Agreed, but what? We've tried using their families against them, but their belief in them is too strong."

She appeared to contemplate this for a few moments while I drank down another shot of sake. What could we do to break my original and the Wind Elemental? There was something we'd failed to think of first. I debated searching along my original's memories through our connection, but realized I was a bit too drunk to get anything clear from it. I'd have to wait and try it when I was sober.

Suddenly, Ekirei's face brightened wickedly and she emptied her glass of wine, only to have it be refilled by the bartender.

"What? You look like you've got something, what've you got?" I asked.

"I don't know if I've got anything, really, but it might be a shot."

"Well, spit it out!"

She giggled and leaned in closer to me, so close that her rack was almost in my face. I shifted again, not complaining about the view, but wanting to focus on what she was saying and our mission instead.

"What about all those kids out there? Those stupid brats that dress like him and carry their little wooden swords, pretending to be him?" she asked.

"What about them?"

"They all believe in him. They look up to him like some shining knight on his white horse. Well, what if we turned them all against him? Without people looking to him for hope, he's got nothing to fight for here, right?"

"Hmm. You do have a point, but it's not going to work. Lord Aku's tried that before. He's tried to turn the people against my original several times but it doesn't work."

"Ok, well, then we just destroy them and remove it that way. Cause a massacre, wreak havoc, tear things up."

I paused and looked at her rack for a second before forcing myself to look up at her face. Focus, focus, focus. Don't lose track of the task at hand here.

"That....that could possibly work. It would certainly draw him out into a fight for them."

"Damn. That's not what I was hoping for. If he does that, then those kids'll just believe in their hero."

"Unless...."

"Unless what?"

I laughed softly and downed another shot of sake. She sipped her wine and looked at me, sitting back a bit.

"Unless it's their hero that kills them!"

"Ohhhh....you posing as the samurai, killing off innocents..."

"Hey, the look has its advantages, now, doesn't it?"

"Indeed. But what if it fails? We need a backup plan."

I growled at her and gulped down yet another shot.

"Screw the backup plan. This one can't fail."

"MJ, you said that about other plans and every one of 'em has failed."

I sighed softly. Damnit. I hated to admit it, but she was right. I had said that our previous plans were foolproof and they had all failed in the end. We had indeed come very, very close, but had ultimately failed.

"All right. We get a backup plan. But what, Eki?"

"I don't know."

"Figures."

I went back to my sake, doing my best to think. What else could we do to tear at my original's heartstrings to crush him like a bug? Eki toyed with her empty wine glass, her slender, elegant fingers twirling the stem.

I didn't know if she had any clue what she was doing to me or not, but it didn't matter. Hell, even all this planning might not even matter if my original died from the sickness she infected him with. I could feel him weakening along our connection and slyly grinned to myself.

Perhaps I had time to indulge in a bit of fun after all. But only if we had a plan or two ready in case he miraculously survived. After all, that was usually how it all went. We'd think he was dead or dying and something would come along and help him recover. Plan first, fun later.

I shifted uncomfortably at the sight of Eki staring at her glass, her slim legs bared almost to the hip. At this angle, I could see that she didn't have a thing on underneath that short skirt of hers, but doubted that anyone else in the bar was close enough to see the view I was getting. I quickly turned away and downed another shot of sake, hoping Eki hadn't seen just how uncomfortable I was getting.

But she had and she set aside the glass, slowly hopping down to the floor and moving in even closer to me. Her hands massaged my neck and shoulders and it was only then that I realized just how tense I was. I had to relax but couldn't do so until after we'd figured out what we could do to torment my original.

"You're tense, MJ." she said quietly.

"I have plenty of reason to be. I've got no time to relax when our troublesome originals are out there on the loose. We haven't destroyed them and can't rest until they've been exterminated."

She sighed and kept it up, the massage clearing my head a bit. However, it was also making me incredibly horny on top of what she had already been doing to drive me wild. It wasn't helping our situation any, that much was certain.

I would have to give her credit, however, for thinking of the children. It made sense that would tear at my original's emotions, but there had to be more than just hero worship to break him. I shifted again and eyed my empty sake glass, trying to think of what we could do.

Suddenly, it made sense. Oh, this would be too perfect of a plan if we could execute it just right. Behind me, Eki stopped her massage and leaned against the bar next to me, her braid dangling over her shoulder.

"You've got something, MJ, I can see it." she said.

"You bet I've got something."

"What are you thinking?"

"My original. He's denied it several times to us, but I know that he's got feelings for the Wind Elemental."

"So he's in love with her. Big deal."

"Actually, it is. He's got feelings for her and I know that she's got feelings for him, but...they don't know how the other feels."

"I dunno, MJ, that kiss we caught them sharing seemed like they knew pretty well how much they mean to the other."

"Tch. That was nothing. My original still has his doubts as to whether or not she truly wants him like that. She might have an inkling of his feelings, but he's clueless when it comes to women. She's kissed him, he's kissed back, but he's not sure just how serious she is in her kisses. A part of him hopes she isn't serious, but the rest of him, the repressed, hormone-filled part of him wants her to be more than just serious."

"What do you have in mind to do to them then?"

"I'm not sure just yet, but there's bound to be something we can do to rip the pair to shreds."

"Drive them apart, you mean."

"Exactly. If they realize just how much they mean to each other, we'll be screwed for sure."

"Not necessarily. We can still drive them apart if we must."

"And combat?"

"Combat's failed."

"They're both warriors, they may choose to battle us if we try to tear them apart."

She sighed heavily before running her fingers lightly down my arm.

"I know, I know. Gotta do something different there, too. Fighting our exact doubles aren't getting us anywhere. They know what we're doing before we do it."

"Then we fight the other. I fight Chimitsu, you fight my original. They can't predict our moves, we can't predict theirs."

"Mm, you do have a point there. I did fight Minamoto briefly before Aku decided to revive you and I did have him almost killed. I probably would have killed him if not for my original showing up to defend and heal him."

The bartender had refilled her wine by now and she took a long sip from it. I watched her lustily, deciding that we'd done enough planning. It was time to enjoy ourselves.

"But you may have gotten your chance. Your original can't heal sickness, so unless he miraculously recovers, we've already won." I said.

"True, true, but better safe than sorry. If he does somehow manage to survive the illness that I infected him with, then we've got our plans to destroy him with anyhow."

"Until he finally does expire, we'll just have to wait and enjoy ourselves in the meantime."

I raised my shot glass with the last bit of sake in it in her direction.

"To the demise of Jack Minamoto and Chimitsu." I said.

She grinned and clinked her glass with mine before we both downed the last of our drinks. I tossed a handful of coins onto the bar and hopped off my seat, eyeing her up. She'd been toying with me too long and I'd been holding back for just as long. It was time we both stopped tormenting each other and enjoyed each other's....company.

She grinned, noticing my look, and picked up her jacket, draping it over her arm.

"There's a room in back where we'll have our privacy." she said, her eyes filled with lust.

"Is there, now?"

She turned and disappeared towards the back of the bar, but not towards the hotel section. I'd always known about the rooms in the back that were for one-night lovers, but had never spent any amount of time in there. Eki and I had always spent our time either at our respective domains or high above in the hotel rooms set aside specifically for high-ranking minions of Lord Aku like us.

But the urgency of the moment overruled taking the time to head for anyplace more suited to the two of us. I wanted her and I wanted her now.

I watched as she pushed aside a door and followed her inside to find that the rooms were vaguely Japanese in style, with worn tatami mats and a futon over in the corner. I knew the bedding was changed between couples, but at the moment, I wasn't too interested in the futon. I paused only to make certain that the door behind me was solidly locked, adding in a magical ward for extra privacy. Nobody was going to disturb us and anyone who managed to would quickly be dealt with.

Eki slowly slid her feet out of her thigh-high leather boots, having her back deliberately to me to tease me a bit longer. I kicked off my own boots and tossed aside my shirt, waiting for her to stand. To torment me further, she slowly straightened, her fingers expertly undoing the braid holding her hair back as she stepped up onto the mats.

I followed, waiting for her to turn around. I wasn't about to do her from behind with her wings in the way. They would be too much of a nuisance.

Finally, she turned and I quickly took the opportunity to make the move. I lunged forward and scooped her up by her hips, backing her up across the room until she slammed into the wall. I kissed her savagely, pressing my hips against hers.

Oh yes, I was definitely going to enjoy every last minute of this.
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