Frozen in Tyme

Iris92 · 01/29/2007 21:52:29

The dark streets and cold night air did nothing to help the wandering man along his way. The gunshots and bullets whizzing mere inches past his skull didn't do much to help either. The man was known as Tyme. No, he didn't have anything to do with time, as far as he knew, but he happened to like the name. His handle was pretty cool, in his opinion, too.
The pursuers were closing in. He could feel the bullets getting closer. The package held tightly in his bone white hands was the only thing protecting him. If he lost focus, if he dropped it, he was gone, no questions asked. There wouldn't be enough left of any of them to spread on a cracker. And if he turned to fight, he risked nailing the Bomb. Nobody had even done that before. Tyme didn't really want to try it. He was almost positive a Code Bomb and a bullet were not the best thing for self-preservation. It was starting to rain too.
'Good', Tyme thought. 'Perhaps if it really starts coming down I can slip away. Get back the base without leaving a trail of blood'.
The Bomb really was important. It was being developed in a secret lab underneath the Metacortex building. Ingenious design really. It was small enough for his body to cover, but powerful enough to take out a skyscraper. Or, in this particular case, a castle. The Bomb was designed to kill the Merovingian. Operatives would plant it in the castle while the Merv was at the Hel club, and when he got home, BOOM! Well, not a literal boom, it was actually a silent explosion. But in the place of fire and smoke was kill code. Lots of it. It was contained so that it would reacha certain radius, then collapse back in on itself. No traces. All material would be erased. Tyme smiled at that thought. 'Bout time the bastard got whacked'. He stopped smiling as soon as he realized he had run down a dead end. Five Lupines and the Twins were hot on his tail. 'Shi)t'.

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'Crap crap crap............' Tyme thought as he turned to face the oncoming attackers. 5 tall lupines were trailing behind the ghostly Twins.
"That wasn't very nice of you to run from us", one said. The other smiled viciously, revealing sharp teeth. He pulled a silver magnum from the inside of his coat. His 'brother' did the same, and the Lupines advanced.
'Crap again'. "OK, ok, I guess you're right", Tyme said. He looked around desperately, hoping to distract them long enough to find a way out. It didn't look good.
"Quite. I believe we'll be relieving you of that package now", said the second Twin. The head (or what Tyme assumed what the head) Lupine advanced. He was bigger than the others. And alot bigger than Tyme. It lunged. Tyme panicked, and braced himself for the blow. It never came. A yelp from the Alpha, however, did come. Tyme looked up, and found Stow had appeared, grabbed the Lupines hand, and was now holding it in a chicken wing, laughing as he did.
Stow was a relatively young kid, fifteen maybe. But he was a lot more powerful than any of the other operatives. He freed himself without the help of Zion. He climbed down from his pod, ran through the tunnels, and appeared at the gates of Zion. He was a marvel, so young, but so dangerous. Stow looked up eagerly into Tyme's eyes.
"You going to help, or do you want to just stand there and let me have all the fun", he asked. Tyme considered the latter for a second.
"Screw that", Tyme said, and placed the Bomb on the ground. Thank god the alleyway they were in was tight, he could keep his back to the Bomb, and nobody would be able to get past the two of them. Tyme tackled a nearby Lupine, as Stow slammed the Alpha's head into the pavement. Something went crunch, and it wasn't asphalt. The Lupine Tyme was in the process of beating the hell out of wasn't all that strong. This was weird. And even with Stows strength, he shouldn't be able to kill a leader like that so easily. That same creature had killed most of the security in the lab single handedly. It was a trap, Tyme could feel it.
"Stow, we need to leave, NOW", Tyme practically had to yell over Stow's maniacle cackling. He was enjoying himself a lot. THESE were the reasons none of his own crew wanted to be near him. Hell, they didn't want to be on the same Barge as the kid.
"What? Why? It's just getting good. And those albino freaks are next!" Stow said as he flipped a Lupine over his shoulder.
"Its a trap. I know it. I don't know how, but.....I can sense it. Feel it. Know it." Something in Tyme's eyes must have made Stow certain. He was suddenly stoic, in control of himself.
"Ok, lets go", he said. The last Lupine fell in a heap at Tyme's feet. Only the Twins were left. Wait.....where were the Twins?
"Looking for us", two voices asked simultaneously from behind the two of them. Tyme and Stow turned to see the Twins at the end of the alley. Holding the Bomb.
'*CENSORED*. I forgot they could fade through objects', Tyme thought. "So, you got a plan for this?" he asked Stow.