Sunday, September 11, 2005

hope you enjoy it
The Black Phases
1
Reality Bytes





Another day at the office ended with Vicious coming home to his Downtown New York loft, where the babysitter sat on the black leather couch with Temari in her lap. He sat his holster containing his chrome desert eagle on the coat rack when the brown haired babysitter walked up to him.
“How was your day, Mr. Smith?” she asked.
“It was ok, was Temari good?” Vicious replied, looking at his daughter.
“As always,” the babysitter said, smiling.
“Goodbye, Samantha,” Temari said, getting up. Samantha’s brown eyes squinted, and she smiled big and wide, showing her big white teeth.
“See you tomorrow, Temari,” Samantha said, before leaving. The door closed behind Vicious as he walked over the couch and sat down. Temari crawled into his lap and gave him the remote.
“Want to watch some TV?” she asked.
“No, TV is bad for your mind, I would rather spend my night with you,” he said, wrapping his arms around the little child. She rested her round head on his chest, and looked up at him with her big eyes. When he looked down at her, he always found her stare to be so convicting. He felt guilty every time he looked into her left eye, the one that was light green. The very eye she was blind in. He also noticed the she could see right through him the way Melanie could dissect him with her sight.
“Daddy, is something wrong?” She asked.
“Nothing,” he said. Temari then got up wearing her black pjs, and went into the kitchen area. Vicious followed, and started to dig into the fridge.
“What do you want for dinner?” he asked, turning his head to where she stood beside him.
“Blood,” she replied, as she pulled at his hand. Noticing that he hadn’t had blood in months, ever since he tasted Malkav’s dull ironless blood, he lifted her and sat her on the counter. He remembered how Melanie would bite into his wrist, back when he was human. He then grabbed a knife from the drawer, slit his wrist, and squeezed the blood into a cup. He filled it halfway, and held it for her as she drunk it.
“I don’t know what I am going to do when you get bigger,” he said, laughing. She drunk about half of what was in the cup and she was done.
“I’m full,” she said, kicking her legs so she could get down. He put her down and picked up his Nextel i50000023 that was ringing.
“What now, Garnett?” he asked.
“Is that how you greet your loving wife?” she asked.
“No, I would greet my wife with warmth, if I had one,” Vicious said.
“Anyway, Julius, you have to report tonight, this is an emergency,” Garnett demanded.
“But I just got Temari situated, this job is ruining my time with her,” Vicious said, in a very frustrated tone.
“Bring her here, and we will talk, this is urgent,” she said.

Meanwhile back on Mars, Selena stood at the register of a fast food restaurant, bored as hell. She and Cindy moved in together, and bought a ship, because they couldn’t afford an apartment just yet. They were still making payments on that heap of junk called the bebop that they bought fro this guy named Jet. Everything was going pretty ok, but Selena often found herself lacking a social or love life. She was working two jobs to make ends meet, and Cindy was working one and attending a community college in hopes of getting a better job. But Selena found that she was happy that she had her old life back, the life she had before she was turned into a vampire. The bell rang on the door, and a man walked in with white hair and wearing all black. Her eyes lit up and she thought it was Vicious coming to rescue her, and give her the wild life again, but it was some lanky guy that walked with a limp. She frowned, thinking about Vicious and how she would give up the normal life she’d yearned for just to have one more day on the wild side with Vicious. Selena watched as the man push back his curtain of hair, dripping rain water onto the nicely polished floor and looked up to meet her eyes.
“Good afternoon.” He said pleasantly when Selena failed to say anything; she cleared her throat snapping out of her thoughts.
“Afternoon.” She grunted and straightened the cap with the companies logo on her head. “How may I help you?”
“Ah, just some coffee for now thanks. Black. No sugar or cream.” He said pulling out a black wallet and digging inside for some change. Selena muttered a reply and turned her back making her way towards the coffee machine, taking out a regular cup, she switched the machine on and waited. A stream of freshly brewed coffee began pouring out as she fell into another stupor and didn’t notice anything, until the coffee had overflowed out onto her hand. She yelled and dropped the cup jumping out of the way as it hit the floor and splashed everywhere. The man at the counter looked over in worry and asked if she was alright.
“I’m fine.” She said rubbing at her hand and quickly filled another cup for the man, giving him his change and watching as he went and tried to find a table. She sighed and turned back to her mess in time for her boss to come out and slip on it. Selena winced and raced over to help him up, he was yelling rather loudly and causing a scene, and when he’d finally stormed back into the kitchens. Selena had a mop and a very ugly look on her face as she cleaned with customers shooting looks in her direction every few minutes.

When her shift was over she hurtled out of the restaurant and towards her car, slamming the door shut she stuffed the key in and started the car up. After a few moments of the engine spluttering she drove out in front of some other startled drivers and raced down the road towards The Red Rock, where Cindy worked.

The hunter was now the hunted, and Zero was no longer an appraised human, but a detested beast. His reality was waking up to the sounds of sirens and keeping himself on the move. It was now going on the evening hour and Zero was just leaving the store when he saw a car circle around the block. He then heard footsteps from behind the building. The same car came back, and this time, four men stepped out as if they were entering the store. But by the time they could pull their guns out, Zero was firing at them with two chrome berettas, hitting them all in between their eyes. He dropped his bag of groceries, and fled up the street, hearing machine guns firing at him.
“Bounty hunters,” Zero said, as he took a giant leap onto a nearby rooftop. He sighed as he made his way to his temporary home at a motel6. He entered his apartment, only to find a man, sitting on a case with x karou on it. The man veered his corrective lenses in Zero’s direction. He was a Japanese man dressed in a white shirt and black tie. He wielded a katana at his side and his hair was in a bowl shaped haircut, but slightly longer in the front.
“Hello, Zero, I am Yodo, and I will be killing you today,” He greeted, standing up and putting his hand on the handle of his katana.
“I didn’t know the grim reaper was so clean cut,” Zero said, reaching for one of the chrome berettas.
“He isn’t you’ll meet him in the afterlife after I decipher your fate,” Yodo said. He drew the katana, dashed, and slashed at Zero all in one movement. All Yodo hit was the air coming in from the doorway.
“You are going to have to move faster than that,” Zero said, standing behind him. Yodo rolled over, throwing ninja stars at Zero. They disintegrated at Zero’s gaze that turned blood red. His hair took on a dark green color that faded to jet black. His shirt ripped off, exposing a pulsating scar, covering his torso. Yodo dashed over to the case, and popped it open, taking out another katana just as Zero approached him. He slashed, and Zero evaded. Yodo managed another slash, but Zero was just too quick, ducking and kicking him in the face. Yodo back flipped, landing on his legs, and going for another attack. He crossed his katanas, and slashed forward. Zero leaned back, and used Yodo momentum to throw him out of the window.

Back on Earth, Vicious found himself standing on blood red carpet, staring at Garnett who sat at a cherry wood desk. She was wearing a white blouse and black skirt with her red hair in a bun. Temari sat on the outside, talking to Mathias, Garnett’s first husband. He was a strong brute with long black hair and a dark gaze that stabbed Vicious every time he laid eyes on him. It was so pronounced that he could nearly feel the envy going down his back. Vicious knew that he’d been trying to get his seraphic vampire wife to have a baby, and then this stray with white hair and green eyes, just comes in and knocks her up. Vicious always smiled at the fact of that. He was able to walk around freely while he stayed on and served her. He turned back and looked at Garnett who was going through some papers.
“Vicious, you’re welcome to have a seat,” Garnett said, without looking at him as she thumbed through a manila folder.
“No thanks, I am waiting for you to hurry up so I can send Temari to bed,” Vicious said.
“No need, she will stay here for a few weeks. What you are about to be doing is very dangerous, and I don’t think you’re able to handle two females in your house.
“Two?” Vicious asked.
“Yes, my sister Cassandra will be living with you as part of your assignment,” Garnett explained, as a girl with short blonde hair and green eyes came in, wearing khaki cargo pants, and low cut white t-shirt, exposing defined abs and her belly button.
“She is sixteen, so no funny business, Vicious,” Garnett said, glaring at him.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, what’s the assignment?” Vicious asked, hastily and slightly irritated that his daughter wouldn’t be coming back with him. Cassandra smiled at him, and stood in the doorway.
“You will be protecting her while she tracks a hacker that has been surging through our database for months now, and your next assignment for tomorrow will be to hunt down a psycho, named Zero,” she said. Vicious looked at her with a stunned glare. His eyes were wide, but sharp like a knife.
“Anything wrong, Vicious?” Garnett asked.
“That is my brother,” Vicious replied. Garnett got up and walked over to him, rubbing her hand over his chest.
“You must destroy the target, there are no exceptions,” She said, leaning closer to him. He backed away, and started to walk off.
“Yeah, no exceptions,” Vicious said, with a million thoughts running through his head. Cassandra followed behind him, carrying her luggage.
“Goodbye Temari,” Vicious said, as he walked away.
“Goodbye?” she said, chasing after him.
“I’ll return soon, just enjoy yourself while you’re here,” Vicious said, sadly.
“Oh…ok,” she said, sniffling but holding back her tears while watching Vicious walk away with her aunt, Cassandra.

“So, who is this hacker you are hunting?” Vicious asked, while Cassandra unpacked her luggage back at the apartment. He stood with his arms crossed while leaning against the wall.
“A hacker that goes by the alias, Ed 3.0; we’ve checked her background, and found that she was engaged to your son,” Cassandra said.
“My son,” Vicious said, his eyes going blank.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to mention him,” she got up and put her hand on his shoulder.
“It’s quite alright, make yourself at home,” Vicious said, before leaving the room.

The ship called the bebop looked like a wasteland compiled into one vehicle. Cindy sat on the couch in her black underwear and white t-shirt with her legs crossed, while Selena tried to cook up some noodles.
“Is that grub ready yet?” Cindy asked.
“Almost,” she said with a cloud of black smoke seeping through the ship.
“Oh shit,” Cindy said, knowing that everything on her plate would be burnt crispy. Selena came in and sat the food on the coffee table, with a black spot on her nose along with a couple of burns on her arms.
“Eat up,” she said, gleefully.
“I should’ve eaten at the bar,” Cindy said, and Selena frowned before digging into her plate of black smoking noodles.

…..See ya later Space Cowgirl








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