AUTHORS NOTES = Any and EVERY character used in this story was used with the express permission
of their creators. I want to thank Ashley, Kali and Ninetalesuk, for their MAJOR contributions
to this story. Without you guys, this would never of been possible. Thank you.
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Anabelle and Belladnna went back to Belladonna's HQ. They ate, while Stryker walked around the
room, searching for anything that may pose a threat to Anabelle. When he didn't find anything,
he went and stood beside Anabelle.
"He's the perfect guard dog." Anabelle said.
"Perhaps. Now for some good news. We're going to destroy our enemies within the week."
Belladonna said.
"And exactly how are we going to do that?" Anabelle asked.
"You'll see. It's a surprise." Belladonna said.
Just then, the door started to open. Stryker instantly bolted to the door, and blocked Carface
from entering.
"Belladonna?" Carface said, standing toe to toe with Stryker.
"Carface, you know better than to try to enter here without a present for me in your hand. Now
go away." Belladonna said.
Carface turned around and walked away, and Stryker closed the door behind him and returned to
Anabelle's side.
"What are we going to do about those 'people' we encountered in that club or whatever it was we
went to? They're annoying. All they do is talk. Except for Sanna. There's something about
her......" Anabelle said
"Yeah, there is. She's my daughter. I wish she'd work WITH me instead of AGAINST me. It'd be
soo much more fun with her and you, not that there's anything wrong with you." Belladonna said,
clearly drunk
"Ya know, Belladonna, maybe I could help in that aspect. I hypnotized Stryker, maybe doing
something like that would help bring Sanna back." Anabelle said.
"There's just one little thing...Sanna's got a fully functioning, working brain. Stryker doesn't.
He's a man, and they can only think of one thing..." Belladonna said
"Besides, Hypnotizing Sanna won't work. She'll never be still long enough." Belladonna said.
"What, did they brainwash her or something?" Anabelle asked.
"Something like that. I'm not clear on why she's working for them, except she's working for
them." Belladonna said.
Sanna appears in the room with a 'Woosh' of wind.
SANNA!" Belladonna screamed.
"Well speak of the devil." Anabelle said.
"Thats' my name. Say it again and I'll tell you the same." Sanna said
"And what brings you here? Hope nothing too evil..." Anabelle smirked
Stryker stares at Sanna, wondering if she's friend or foe. Not taking the chance, he moves
between her and Belladonna and Anabelle. Sanna stares back at him, unimpressed. Flinching just
slightly in attempts to make him think she's about to make a move, but Stryker holds his
position, remaining like a statue, prepared if she moves toward them, to intercept instantly.
"Isn't my little bodyguard a wonderful thing? He moves quickly, and simply putting it, you'll
never get through him. Now then, why are you in our home?" Anabelle said.
As Anabelle insured her she'd never get through, Sannabelle felt a strange urge TO get through.
With a leap she intended to sail over Stryker and land between Anabelle and Belladonna, so she
threw herself toward them. Stryker attempted to intercept her, throwing himself at her, but
Sanna tried to hieghten her altitude, but was a tad to slow as Stryker stopped her mid-flight
Stryker tried to grab her shoulders and let her land first with him on top, so he could pin her
down. Sanna snarled as she became pinned under Stryker, bearing her teeth instinctively.
"Sanna, I'd advise you not to struggle. When you stop posing a threat, he'll let you up."
Anabelle said.
Listening to Anabelle, however, was the last thing on Sannabelle's mind. Struggling fiercly,
she snarled something under her breath
Stryker had his hands full trying to keep the wildly struggling whippet under control.
"You know, selling your soul to various whippets does nothing for your reputation." Sanna said,
temporarily having given up.
Stryker maintained his grip on her, but said nothing and still had the same blank look on his
face. Belladonna flew over to them.
"You DO know he can't hear you, right?" Belladonna said
Anabelle smirked at the fact that her bodyguard subdued her enemy, albeit temporarially.
Sanna shrugged."Worth a try." She said, not liking the feeling of being pinned beneath some one,
as when you could fly, throw orbs, and were just generally a good fighter, it didnt' come often
"If I tell him to let you up, are you gonna attack me again?" Anabelle asked. "OR attack
Belladonna? Or him? In other words, if we let you up, are you gonna play nice?" Anabelle asked
"Not likely." Sanna snapped, "Although I blaim you for that." She said, looking directly at
Belladonna.
"Alright. Stryker, COME!" Anabelle said. Stryker instantly released Sanna and went to Anabelle,
where he stood watching Sanna. Belladonna gave Anabelle a questionable look, and Anabelle just
smiled.
Sanna sprung up instantly, staring at Stryker and launching herself at him
Stryker threw himself at her again, but she caught him first, throwing him into the ground,
back first. Sanna, grinned at her success.
"See, Belladonna. It's fun to let your bodyguard fight your enemy for your entertainment."
Anabelle said
As Anabelle said that, Sanna leapt from him to Anabelle. Meanwhile, Stryker lept to his feet
and tried to get ahead of Sanna, to protect Anabelle. Stryker caught Sanna just as she tried
to jump Anabelle, and she hit him instead.
With a strange look, Sanna noticed the person infront of her was no longer Anabelle. Muttering
as she crashed unexpectedly into Stryker, she sank to the floor.
The impact that Sanna made on Stryker sent him flying backwards, and he landed in the wall with
a dull thud, shaking the wall. Stryker did not get back up.......
Raising an eyebrow Sanna got to her feet and looked at Anabelle.
"OOoh, you're 'bodygaurds' not here to protect you anymore." She smirked.
Belladonna backed away from Sanna, trying to distract her
"Sanna, don't worry about Anabelle. Face me." Belladonna taunted
Anabelle backs toward the wall, away from Belladonna, towards the now-motionless Stryker, a
scared look on her face......
"Hm...nah." Sanna replied, leaping at Anabelle.
Anabelle, not able to effectively defend herself, is petrified as Sanna flies toward her......
Stryker tries to get to his feet, to help Anabelle, but yelps in pain as he realizes he can't
move......
"Sanna, what's the matter? Have to pick on defenseless people, can't take on someone of your
own caliber?" Belladonna taunted, trying to get Sanna to turn from attacking Anabelle.
"Naw, I save the best for last." Sanna said.
Anabelle watches the golden colored whippet, scared out of rational thought.
"What.......what are you gonna do?" She asks.
Stryker, unable to stand because of one of his feet hurting him when he tries to stand, crawls
over to Sanna and Anabelle
Sanna thought of this breifly.
"My my, scared now are we?" Sanna asked
"Sanna, come on. Let's play. If you win, I'll give you something you want......" Belladonna
said, wondering what Sanna WOULD do with the two dogs at her mercy......
"Ha. If you think I'd fall for that, you're stupider than I thought." Sanna said
"Please....don't hurt me...." Anabelle said, almost to the point of tears..........
Sannabelle shook her head at how pathetic Anabelle truly was.
Stryker, finally reaching the pair, ignoring the pain shooting up his legs, stood up and stood
between Sanna and Anabelle, a look of incredible pain on his face........
"Stryker, GET HER!" Anabele screamed, overjoyed he was back on his feet.
Belladonna stared into Stryker's eyes, doubting his ability to do much
Stryker attempted to comply, but collapsed as he tried to launch himself at Sanna, landing at
her feet.
"Ha!" Sanna shouted.
Anabelle's look of relief when she saw Stryker stand faded when he hit the floor. She backed
away as far as she could from Sanna, but since she was less than a foot from the wall, wasn't
very far.
Sanna leapt simply over Stryker's collapsed form, approaching Anabelle and seriously wondering
what to do with her.
Belladonna, mad that her daughter was basically ignoring her, continued to try to antagonize
Sanna
"Sanna, Sanna, Sanna, why can't you just join us? Why serve the losing side?" She asked
"Right now I've got the keys to your little plan huddled in a corner at my disposal. I'M not
on the losing side." Sanna retorted
"I wouldn't go Quite that far. I still have my plan. They are but pieces of a puzzle. I hold
the puzzle in the palm of my paw. So what are you going to do with them? Leave them, take them,
what?" Belladonna asked
"I'm kinda dissapointed..it was far too easy." Sanna said after pondering that question for a
few moments...
Stryker, hearing this, gets to his feet, attempting to ignore the pain shooting up his legs,
and moves to face Sanna. Stryker tries to do a roundhouse kick, putting all of his weight on
one leg.........
The kick hits Sanna in the side of the head, throwing her into the wall beside Anabelle.
Shaking her head, she looked forward at Stryker.
Stryker, all of his weight on one leg, after the foot connects with Sanna's head, he falls over,
yelping in pain. He sprained his leg by doing that, but at least Sanna was down for a brief
second.....
Sanna shook her head and slightly shakily got to her feet.
Stryker tried one more time to get to his feet, and howled in pain. He could not put pressure
on his leg, and therefore, could not stand up, so he crawled beside Anabelle....
Anabelle was crying as she cowered near the wall.
"Please, just let me go." She begged
"Too easy." Sanna said as she sighed. She turned and glanced at Belladonna, but when she looked
back, Anabelle shot a lightning bolt at Sanna, just to surprise her. The ligntning bolt hit
Sanna in the nose, and she yelped in pain and surprise, before firing many orbs of her own at
Anabelle. Anabelle only knew how to use the lightning bolt, she shot once more as the orbs
nailed her to the wall. She lay at the base of the wall, motionless. Stryker crawled over to
her, and tried to protect her as best he could. Unfortunately, Anabelle's final attack failed
to stop Sanna, because she lept out of the way. She raised an eyebrow as Anabelle fell to the
ground, and shook her head. Stryker, still trying to protect his so-called boss, lay on top of
her, covering her with him. Belladonna smirked at her cousin and her daughter briefly fighting.
"Now that that's done, why not take me on?" Belladonna asked
"Why not?" She replied
Anabelle slowly stood to her feet and helped Stryker to his, despite his ankle. Anabelle goes
into a medical kit that is in the room, under the table. She fills a syringe full of a powerful
sedative, and slips it to Stryker. The second that Sannabelle turned her back on them, Stryker
shoved the syringe into her hind leg, above her knee. The drugs didn't take effect, though, and
Sannabelle lept at Belladonna. Belladonna ducked, but misjudged where Sanna was going, so Sanna
landed right in front of her. Sanna punched Belladonna in the mouth, and Belladonna slapped her
daughter right across the face. Right as Belladonna's paw made contact with Sanna's head, the
drug took effect, and Sanna fell to the floor, sound asleep.
"Ya know, she's right about one thing." Belladonna said.
"What's that?" Anabelle asked.
"It was TOO easy." Belladonna said.
"What should we do with her?" Anabelle asked
"Sannabelle is WAY too dangerous to let live. But if I kill her, it only increases her power.
Therefore, I gotta strip her of her powers." Belladonna said.
"Can you do that?" Anabelle asked
"It takes a great amount of mine to strip her of hers, but it can be done." Belladonna said.
2 hours later....
"It's done. Stryker, Carface'll show you where to put Sanna. Sedate her once every hour. DO NOT
let her wake up, or escape." Belladonna ordered. Stryker, albeit limping on one leg, picked
up Sanna and carried her to her cage, where he put her in and sedated her agan.
5 Hours Later......
Sanna lays in the cage, slowly regaining consiousness. Stryker watches her, syringe full of
sedative in paw. When he opens the cage door, Anabelle's hypnosis wears off. He drops the
syringe and moves away from her, looking confused..
"Uhh...my head. Sanna?" Stryker asks, looking at her in the cage.
Sanna rolls over with a groan, expecting to be sedated almost instantly. When she's not, she
looks over to the door and said..
"Ooh, not as quick this time are we?" Sanna snapped
"What have I done? Its.....I could see myself doing these things.....but I couldn't stop......."
Stryker said, sitting about 2 feet from the cage, staring at the floor, still looking confused.
Groaning again, obviously not feeling the greatest after having been sedated repetitively, she
rubs her head with a paw and replies:
"Well lets see...first you became Anabelle's shadow and bodygaurd...then you restled me to the
ground and got knocked out....then you repeatedly sedated me."
"I know, I couldn't help it. I could see myself doing these things, but I couldn't stop. I
didn't have control. I'm sorry." Stryker says, his mind clearing.....
"Well alotta good that does now. Anabelle's under Belladonna's wing, and still owns you,
whilest I feel like crap and my head is killing me. Mommy dearest left who-knows how long ago
to go catch Charlie and the gang, and she'll likely be returning soon, along with Anabelle,
who'll re-hypnotize you. Fun." Sannabelle said, slowly standing up.
"Whether I stay or run, Anabelle's just gonna make me her personal little stooge again. But we
can get you out of here, so come on." Stryker says, opening the door. "I'll help you get out."
Aprenhesively watching him at the door, she wondered if it was a trick. Figuring she had
nothing to lose, she got to her feet, cursing as she did so.
"Man I feel like I have a hangover."
Rubbing her head, once more she began to make her way to the door.
"Maybe if I stay and do what she tells me when she tells me to, maybe I can avoid being
hypnotized again." Stryker said, opening the door. "I'll help you leave. Then I have to
return."
"You don't have to stay." Sanna said. Sanna climbed out of the cage, and picked up the syringe
Stryker was holding.
They went to the door, Stryker looked in the hall and saw no-one. They began to run towards
a secluded area, one not even Stryker had been in.
"How do you know where your going?" Stryker asked.
"I've been here before." Sanna said.
As Stryker and Sanna run down the corridor, Stryker hears something.
He whips his head around and sees a rat scurring across the floor, heading towards them.
Not seeing anything that could harm them, they continued down the chamber swiftly yet silently
Stryker remained in his previous position, walking back slowly, his eyes and ears alert.
Sanna turned around. "Um...Stryker?"
"They're comming. Go, I'll hold them off as long as I can." Stryker said
"But...I...ok." Sanna said, finding it useless to argue and continuing down the chamber.
Stryker held his position, preparing for the inevitable, preparing to face Belladonna and
Anabelle. They didn't come, though. First, the fire imps appeared. They attacked Stryker, who
fought them hand to hand, hoping Sanna'd somehow get away. Shortly after the first wave of fire
imps, came the guards. They were armed with automatic weapons, knives, body armor and they
fought very bravely, but died very quickly. Stryker put on the body armor, and took the
weapons. He started to back up, slowly at first, then with more speed, putting some distance
between him and the fallen fighters..... "Sanna," he thought........
Sanna, finally reaching the end of the twisting corridors, quickly slunk out of it.
Stryker, finding a corner to hide behind, took his stolen weapon, all of the ammo he found for
it and himself, and decided to make his stand there. He pointed the weapon around the corner,
and waited for someone to come down the corridor. More guards eventualy appeared, and he
picked them off from his corner. Meanwhile, Sanna was discovering exactly what Belladonna had
taken. She knew why Belladonna had never done it before - it was a painstaking process, and
took alot of Belladonna's own power to perform - something she was not willing to give up.
Much to Sanna's pleasure, she discovered she could still throw orbs and fly. Grinnign, she
took flight.
Stryker, seeing the overwhelming number of guards comming down the corridor, fired as fast as
the weapon would, taking out many guards. Then the weapon ran out of ammo, so he dropped one
clip, slammed in another, chambered a round and fired somemore at the guards, slowing them
down. After a little while of doing that, Stryker ran out of ammo, so he started using his now
empty weapon as a bat, fighting once again hand to hand. Sanna, meanwhile, was making her way
towards the flea bite as swiftly as possible.
After a long fight, he'd finally cleared the attackers enough to where there were no more
there for a bit.
"Forget this. Sanna's either clear or dead by now, and I haven't got any ammo, grenades or
anything else. I'll give her a little while longer, then I'm gone." Seeing more attackers
comming down the corridor, Stryker rips his body armor off, throws his useless weapon down,
and hurls himself at them...
Sanna, meanwhile, bursts into the Flea Bite exclaiming
"Guys...Belladonnas....coming...to...kill...yo u...all" before even checking to see who was
there.
"Sanna! Thank God! What happened? She's comming to kill us?! Let's go!" Charlie exclaimed,
half excited for some action, half scared.
"Did you see Stryker? What happened on that account?" Ninetales asked
"The hypnosis...is...wearing off. But...if Anabelle finds him, we'll have to deal with that
all over again. And Sasha, do you have any asprin? Forgive me, but I've been sedated over 3
times today and I have somewhat of a migrain."
"Sure, I'll get it." Sasha said, hopping over the bar and getting the asprin.
Meanwhile, Stryker, finally giving up on holding that position, turned and ran as fast as he
could toward the exit, hoping to get away vefore they could get more re-inforcements down
there. Anabelle had arrived at the scene of the war that had taken place a few minutes earlier,
knew Stryker was running for his life, and attempted to catch him, so she followed him.
Sanna quickly took an asprin, swallowing it without water.
"Man I needed that." She commented.
Stryker made it out of the complex, and ran towards the Flea Bite as fast as his legs could
carry him, with Anabelle and Belladonna hot on his heels........but Stryker reached the cafe a
few minutes ahead of them...
"Guys, listen. They're right behind me, they're not stopping for anything. If your smart,
you'll run. NOW. I am." Stryker said, turning to leave.
Sanna pondered this for a moment, then replied. "No. I say we stay. I've still got the syringe.
If we use it on Belladonna, Anabelle's helpless."
"Plus, there's some safety in numbers." Ninetales said
adgthtvseriesfan: "Does that apply to me, too?" Stryker asked, standing by the door.
"eh?" Itchy asked
"It's good to see you, Sanna. I'm glad you made it out ok." Stryker said, another tear flowing
down his face. "What I meant was, do you mind if I stay here to hide from them?"
"not really." Ashley said
"I need you to do me a favor. Tape my eyelids shut, and DO NOT let me do anything Anabelle
orders me to. If she manages to hypnotize me again...." Stryker said, as Belladonna and
Anabelle saw the Flea bite and headed there quickly. Stryker remembered something Sasha kept
hidden behind her bar, and ran back there, opened a case, and put some contact lenses on.
Meanwhile, Sanna was frowning as she thought about it, cause she'd forgotten about that aspect..
Anabelle and Belladonna appear in the Flea Bite.
"Aha! There you are, Stryker. It seems you managed to break my hold on you. No matter, come
here." Anabelle said.
Stryker, fighting himself to remain still, slowly started walking toward her, unable to resist
her because of the contract she had.
Sanna, in the meantime, flew over to her mom, staring at her eye-to-eye.
"So, thought you'd strip me of my powers, eh?" She asked
"Well, Yeah. That was the idea." Belladonna said
"How did you finally break our hold over Stryker, anyway?" Anabelle asked as she prepared to
hypnotize him again.
"MAGIC. And may I ask why you never attempted it before?" Sanna questioned, still keeping the
syringe hidden from sight
"Takes too long." Belladonna taunted with a false reply, eyes glinting creatively.
"Ah yes, you always HAVE been impatient." Sanna said
Stryker, finally reaches Anabelle. She turns to face him. "And now, you will be hypnotized by
me again." She said, smirking.
"But from what I gather, it also takes alot out of *you*." Sanna said, eyes still glinting.
"So, guess you're not really up to a fight are you?
"So, my young daughter, I take it you wanna find out, huh?" Belladonna asked, watching her
daughter.
After Stryker and Anabelle faced eachother for a moment, Anabelle tried to hypnotize him.
Instead of it working as she planned, Anabelle cast her spell, using her eyes to try to
hypnotize Stryker. Unfortunately for her, he put contact lenses in which reflected her beams,
and caused her to come under his control.
"Alas, my aging mother, I already know. But if you're implying what I think you are, yes."
Sanna said, glint dissapearing as she cast a wary glance at Stryker.
"Come, Sanna. Let's dance." Belladonna said, throwing herself at her daughter.
Sanna instantly pulled out the syringe, attempting to jab her mother in the arm with it as she
was tackled to the ground. Sanna got Belladonna, who attempted to kick her daughter off, but
the effects of the syringe made her weak. Eventually, she fell asleep on the floor, leaving
Stryker and Anabelle to fend for themselves.
"Charlie...go get me some asprin." She said airly, trying not to pass out.
Not sure who's side Stryker and Anabelle were on, Sanna and Charlie both backed away from them.
"Anabelle, I know you can hear me," Stryker said, looking at the leather-wearing angel in-front
of him,"Now, Anabelle. I want you to return to what you are normally. Not under anyone's control,
not memory-less, exactly as you were when all of this started." Stryker said. Anabelle instantly
snapped out of her trance, and looked around.
"Hi guys." Anabelle said.
"Well, that's one problem solved." Stryker muttered.
"Why am I wearing these clothes?" Anabelle asked, "And what happened to my necklace?"
"Long story. First, You thought I betrayed you, so you rescued me. Then Belladonna beat you
memoryless. Then You used a contract you and I signed against me to control me, then Sanna got
captured, then I got free and freed her, then you tried to hypnotize me again, and thanks to
Sasha's contact lenses, you failed and now your free." Stryker said.
"You got it." Charlie said, getting the asprin.
Sanna grinned, getting up from the wall and rubbing her head.
"I swear...its enough to make one go into a coma."
"Here you go, Sanna." Charlie said, tossing her the asprin and a can of pepsi.
Sanna caught them both deftly, wondering breifly if she should have another asprin so soon
then shrugging and downing it anyway.
"Guess we're back at square one." Sanna said.
"Not exactly," Charlie smirked, "We've got Belladonna asleep on the floor, and Anabelle helpless
I'd say we're a tad farther than step one."
"I'm not exactly helpless, either." Anabelle said.
"ANABELLE! You back to your old self?" Ninetales asked, as he, Ashley, Sasha, Itchy and Shane
came running into the room.
"HEY!" Anabelle said, paws on her hips. "I resent that. And yes, I am back to my NORMAL self."
"That's good. Now we can take on Belladonna on equal terms." Shane said.
"Speaking of which, what do you remember about it?" Ninetales asked.
"I remember that her plan is in full production. We need to stop it." Anabelle said.
"I'll take care of it." Stryker said. Everyone in the room looked at him.
"You'll....take care of it? How?" Anabelle asked.
"Anabelle, you and I've known eachother for a long, long time. We've done a lot of strange stuff
for eachother, some to help and some to hinder. I need to ask you one last favor." Stryker said
"What's that?" Anabelle asked.
"I need to have access to the armory in heaven one last time." Stryker said. "I'll take care
of her base, her project...I'll take care of all of it."
"You...can't." Anabelle said. "I won't allow it."
"Anabelle, look around you. Just off the top of my head, I can name at least one reason why
each of you shouldn't do this. I have no reasons not to, therefore, I should be allowed to do
this." Stryker said.
Anabelle and the others pondered that for a few moments.
"If you REALLY want to do this, I won't stop you." Anabelle said.
"ANABELLE?!" Shaina demanded.
"If he's THIS determined about stopping her, who am I to argue with him?" Anabelle retorted.
"I thought your job was to protect us. What's up with that?" Ninetales said.
"Anabelle, I'll be honest. I DON'T want to do this, I HAVE to do it. I have no choice." Stryker
said.
"There's always a choice." Ninetales said.
"Not in my case." Stryker said.
"Ok, well, I said if you wanted to do this, you could. Since you still do, I'll let you visit
our armory, to get what you'll need." Anabelle said, waving her paw and sending him to the
armory in heaven. Stryker immediately began to sort out what equipment he'd need..
Meanwhile, back on Earth..
"Sannabelle, only you have the ability to help Stryker. I can't stop him from going through with
this, but we can help him." Anabelle said
"I'd rather gouge out my own eyes. I'd rather have boiling water poured over my tongue. I'd
rather have leeches be put in my nose, then lift a paw to help him." Sannabelle said
"I can't believe that. Please, even if you won't do this for him, do it for me." Anabelle said
"I can' believe you'd even ask. How can you expect me to help him?" Sanna asks, looking
disgusted
"Easy. Because your not doing this for HIM. Your doing this for ME." Anabelle retorted, looking
directly at Sanna.
"Sanna, I need you to do this. Please." Anabelle asked
"How many times must I say no?" Sanna asked
"I need you to help Stryker deliever the bomb, and get him out before it goes off." Anabelle
said
"And WHY would I do that?" Sanna asked
"Because he's a friend." Anabelle said
"Why should I risk my life to help him succesd in his little kamikaze mission?" Sanna demanded,
getting sick of repeating herself
"As I said. He's a friend. He did this because he didn't want to hurt you. His methods may of
been wrong, but you and I both know him. He'll do this whether or not you help him, but if you
help him, he'll live." Anabelle said
"Or I fail and we both die." Sanna said
"Hm...good point. I didn't think of that. I can't believe that you would turn your back on a
friend in need. I never expected that." Anabelle said
Sanna narrowed her eyes and replied bitterly,
"Spare me the guilt trip, Anabelle. I dont agree with the technique, so why should I help it
happen?" Sanna asked yet again
"Earlier, you said you didn't want to give Belladonna the satisfaction of seeing someone else
get hurt because of her. Here's your chance to stop someone else getting hurt because of her."
Anabelle said
Sannabelle thought about this for a moment, avoiding Anabelle's stare.
"He'd of done this for you without hesitation. Without giving it a second thought. I guess
Stryker's right. He did this for nothing. He lost his friends anyway, Belladonna's project is
still going on, so he did it for nothing." Anabelle said
"Tell me, Anabelle, what he did anyways. He sold his soul to the devil, only to be redeemed by
you. WHAT did he accomplish in doing that? WHAT did he save us from, hmm?" Sanna demanded
"You don't know what Belladonna's doing. She's got the ability to clone a person. She can make
a whole army of clones in about 2 days. She's still having problems doing it, but when she
fixes it....well...bad things will happen. She'll never lose another troop of hers, because
they'll all be easily replaced. He destroyed one of her cloning facilities, but failed to
destroy the primary one. That's what he's gonna do now. He signed a deal with her to find out
where these facilities are, and try to destroy them. That's what he was trying to save you
from. Now you know." Anabelle said
"Heres a thought. Why dont you go? You amazing holy saint. YOU have more powers than I do, and
you're already dead." Sanna suggested
"Look, I'm not asking you to like him or forgive him. I'm asking you to help him as a favor to
me. I can't go, Lance'll never allow it." Anabelle said
"So you do whatever Lance tells you to? Aint marriage grand." Sanna smirked
"I think your afraid. That's why your willing to let your mom win. Your afraid of death."
Anabelle said, "Oh, and yes, marriage is grand. I'm not going because I AGREE with Lance,
because I care about Jax and want him to grow up with a mom."
"Anabelle, correct me if I'm wrong, but You ARE dead. Jax CANT loose his mom because she's not
MORTAL." Sanna said
"What if Belladonna captures me? She already got control of me somehow once, what if she does
it again?" Anabelle asked
"Well, I'll give you that much. You think I'm afraid of death? So what if I am? You're afraid
of capture, Same thing, in essence, aint it?" Sanna asked
"Yes. I guess it is. Sanna, I'm giving you the option. If you don't help him, no-one will. and
if you don't help him, he'll do it anyway. Is that what you want? You want to just stand by
and let a former friend of yours blow himself up?" Anabelle asked
"There's really quite a fine line between you and Belladonna, isnt there?" Sanna asked
"Now, your starting to understand." Anabelle said, "Fine. If you don't want to help save a
friend's life, don't. Just sit there."
"Well I certainly dont see you or anyone else going to great lengths to stop him." Sanna said
"What are we supposed to do? We've tried talking him out of it, but since he overheard you
guys' conversation, he doesn't believe a word we say." Anabelle said
"If I order him not to go, he'll ignore me. If I try to talk to him, he'll not listen. Your
the one of the few people who hasn't tried to apologize to him. Maybe he'd listen to you."
Anabelle said. Sanna runs this over in her head, pondering.
"There is one thing I just thought of. What do we do if he doesn't listen to me?" Sanna asked
Lance appears..."Anabelle, Stryker's in the armory, putting on armor and loading weapons and
comm gear. Whatever your gonna do to stop him, you'd better do it FAST." Lance said
"Fun." Sanna said
Lance turns to Sanna: "This is all your fault. He tried to apologize, but you choose to ignore
him. If you hadn't, then maybe we could talk him out of this!" Lance shouted
"Yes, it's Allllllll my fault isn't it? Anabelle, you never told me your husband was going to
appear and take your job as guilt-tripper." Sanna retorted
"Lance, please. Sanna knows what must be done, and what happens if it's not." Anabelle said
"Truth hurts, doesn't it, Sanna?" Lance says, looking the golden-colored whippet in the
eyes....
"It's ok, Ana. She's just proving more and more how much like her mom she is." Lance said
"Hmm, like the fact that your wife is more like her cousin than she admits, getting others to
do her dirty work?" Sanna retorted. At Lance's last comment, her eyes flash dangerously and
she looks him in the eye.
"Doubting my loyalty are you? Well then,exactly why SHOULD I help you? Hmm? If I'm the
spitting image of Belladonna I'd merely blow you all to smitherines, but I've failed to do
that, havent I?" Sanna asked
"We're not doubting your loyalty. I'm saying your more like your mom than you'll admit because
you don't seem to care about anyone except yourself." Lance said, wishing he hadn't said that.
"LANCE! Sanna cares about her friends!" Anabelle retorted
Sanna's upper lip curls just slightly, and she smirks.
"Better watch your tongue, Lance, or you'll wind up with more than one whippet on your tail."
"You'll be hard pressed to prove she cares for her friends. Stryker's her friend, or at least
he was, and she won't help him, even knowing why he did what he did." Lance said
"Ah, Lance, you've pinpointed my personality exactly." She said, voice hinting at sarcasm.
"I'm a self-centered, arogant,pessimistic, demonic sell-out bitch. Problem with that?" Sanna
asked
"I'm thinking it might be better if he didn't come back." Ninetales said.
The entire room got quiet at that point, as Stryker appeared outside the Flea Bite. He listened
to the conversation, slightly angry..
"You..don't mean that." Anabelle said.
"If he doesn't, then I do." Sanna retorted.
"I can't believe you two. Here we are, in the midst of a friend about to commit suicide, and
your more worried about making sure he doesn't return." Anabelle said.
"I agree with them." Sasha said.
"Us too." Charlie and Itchy said.
"I don't want him to die necessarially, but just not be around for awhile." Ashley said.
At that point, Stryker comes walking into the room, wearing combat armor, carrying a black bag,
a weapon strapped to his back, 2 more strapped underneath his armor, a helmet with a built-in
motion tracker and laser-sight for the weapon on his back, so he could track and fire while he
was on all four legs.
"Hi Lance. I'm done taking weapons and gear." Stryker said dryly.
Sanna cast a glance at Stryker as he entered, noting his attire with a slight frown.
"Ah, Hello, Stryker." She said, overlooking his clothes.
"Hi Sanna. You should see this weapon, even you'd like it." Stryker said dryly.
"You......all set?" Anabelle asks.
"Somewhat. I took a second comm system, so I could talk to you while going in. Naturally,
you'll turn yours off just before I blow up the bomb." Stryker said
Stryker hands it to Lance, who takes it and puts it on.
With a calm look of resentment on her muzzle and dancing in her eyes, Sannabelle brushed past
Lance and Anabelle. "Ahh, I see."
"I'd best be going. I've got a long walk ahead of me. See ya later, Lance,
Anabelle.........Sanna. Ladies and Gentlemen." Stryker said, barely any emotion in his voice....
"Stryker, wait. We'll find another way." Anabelle said.
"Why? They don't want me around, you don't seem to, either. So why shouldn't I do this?"
Stryker asked, turning around......
"Actually, they do. They've spent the last ten minutes giving 'em guilt trips." Sanna said
"I don't buy it. And even if I did, why should I stay just because of that?" Stryker said
"Well, its true. And dont ask me." Sanna said
"I still have the same problem. I can't answer that question, either. Therefore, I'm going."
Stryker said, turning to leave. He loads the weapon on his back and a click is heard as the
round is chambered. He turns on the comm gear, and checks it with Lance.
"Hey Sanna? I know it makes no difference to you, but I'm sorry. Just wanted to say that
before I left. See ya." Stryker said as he turns on the motion tracker, and walks out of the
cafe, and heads out of town.
"I'm outta here." Sanna quipped, flicking her wrist and vanishing.
"What are we going to do?" Lance asked.
"I have no idea." Anabelle replied, as they both vanished.....
"Could our lives GET any more interesting?" Ninetales asked.
"What do you mean?" Shane asked
"I mean, if we didn't make that blasted comment, he'd stay. He probably wants to, but because
of OUR stupidity, he won't." Ninetales said.
"Wonder why Sanna left? You don't think she's actually GONNA go after him, do you?" Shania
asked.
"Who knows? Sanna's probably the most unpredictable person who ever lived." Ashley said.
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Stryker proceeded out of town, heading towards the foothills, towards Belladonna's base. His
tracker was showing motion all around him, but so far, nothing had found him, so he kept
moving. Night was closing, so he switched to infra-red visual sights, and kept closing on her
base. Eventually, her base' defenses found him, and he opened fire on them.....
With a trasnlucent greenish-blue orb, Sannabelle appeared beside Stryker.
"YOU! What are YOU doing here?" Stryker demanded, picking off the last of the defenders, as he
walked towards the gate, and pulled out a tool of his.....
"Yes, ME. Well, I got tired of their guilt trips, and had nothing better to do." Sanna said
"You shouldn't be here. This is gonna get dangerous." Stryker said, as he used his tool, a
micro-laser welder, and began to cut through the outer door. Stryker's tool cut a hole through
a 3-foot thick solid steel door, and he crawled through it........
"They put you up to this, didn't they? They couldn't just let me take care of this on my own,
they had to get you to come with me. Why?" Stryker asked, slowly emerging through the hole in
the door.
"Well," Sanna began, taking to the hole, "IT seems they care more about you then they thought,
and they wanted me to help you escape before the fourth-of-july fireworks begin."
"But why are you here? You said it was better if I didn't come back..." Stryker said, "But hey,
I agree completely. It IS better if I don't come back...."
"Im here to prove Lance wrong, to save your skin, and cause Anabelle wont do her own dirty
work." Sanna said
"I don't get it." Stryker said, firing his weapon into the darkness, clearing a path in front
of them. When his weapon was empty, he unhooked the armor, dropped the weapon, picked up the
two weapons in his armor, tossed one at Sanna, and moved on......
Sanna snatched the weapon. "Well, its really easy to understand."
"Nope. I don't get why you'd say it's better I don't return, but are here to see to it I do..."
Stryker said, "Ok, the fact is your here now. However, when we get into position to arm the
bomb, I want you to head out of here."
"That would defeat the purpose, Stryker." Sanna said, nailing a few guards
"You can help me get there, but I'm staying. I got no reason to leave." Stryker said, as he
fires at three more guards, and uses his tool again, cutting open another door.
"This way. It's right through here."
Sanna follows swiftly.
The room they entered into was bigger than a football field, and is full of cloning cylinders.
Row after row, hundreds of cylinders.....
"I hate it when I'm right. I really do." Stryker muttered, looking for a good spot for the bomb.
When he found one, he set it into position.
"This is where you leave, Sanna. I'll give you about 2 minutes, then this firecracker's gonna
blow." Stryker said, arming the bomb.
"No way. I'm taking you with me." Sanna said
"What part of I'M STAYING aren't you getting? You said you didn't want me around. They said
the same thing, so why should I leave?" Stryker demanded, firing at the guards responding to
the intruders...
"I didnt come all this way for no reason." Sanna said, standing her ground
"The only way I'm leaving is to get you out of the building. Then I'm comming back here and
blowing up this place." Stryker said
"Well, I'm not leaving without you." Sanna said
"I can't use this as long as your here. I won't. We made this trip for nothing if you stay."
Stryker said
"Which is why I'm getting you out of here before that thing goes boom." Sanna said
"I won't let you do that. You must leave. Now. Alone." Stryker said, "Why are you so interested
in getting me out of here, anyway?"
"Well...Anabelle. She did plant the thought seed." Sanna said
"I knew it. Go. There's NO WAY I'm leaving." Stryker said
"Well, there is a way that doesnt really give you a choice." Sanna said
"Yeah, and what's that?" Stryker asked
Mimicking, Sanna gave a simple flick of her wrist, but nothing happened.
"Hahaha. Belladonna cast a spell on this place, making it immune to magic. I suggest you leave,
so I can get this over with." Stryker said
"I doubt that." Sanna said
"What? That I'm gonna blow up this bomb?" Stryker asked
"No, that it's immune." Sanna said
"Sanna, just leave. Please. This is gonna go off whether or not I press the button, but I will
be here to press the button. You don't have to be here." Stryker said
"So then, we can both leave, if it's gonna go off anyways." Sanna said
"You, yes. Me, No. I've got nothing out there. No reason to walk out of here. And I'm staying
just to make sure this goes off." Stryker said, "I'll escort you out of here. Then I'll return.
When your out, I suggest you go to a safe distance, and watch the fireworks."
Sanna, however, refuses to budge.
"Sanna, why are you staying? We're running out of time, here." Stryker said
"I'm staying, because I want to ensure you get out." Sanna said
"Don't you get it? I DON'T want to leave. I have NO REASON to leave." Stryker said, "Let me
explain. I've done some bad things. Eventually, I have to pay for my actions. Now is that time.
You are an innocent bystander, by definition. You are NOT going to pay for my actions, nor is
anyone else. That's why you have to leave."
"Trust me, I'm not as innocent as you think." Sanna said
"Maybe not, but you can't be allowed to pay for my mistakes. I have to, but you aren't. So
leave. Please." Stryker said
"Well, perhaps I should pay for my mistakes." Sanna said, remaining adamant.
"Oh, I get it. If I'm staying, you think that if you stay, you'll make me leave, right?" Stryker
smirked. "It's not gonna work."
"Oh really?" Sanna looked curious, "Why not?"
"I absolve myself of responsibility for your actions. Stay, leave, whatever, it's your choice.
I've said it before, and I'll say it now. I'm NOT LEAVING." Stryker said, "There's only one
thing that can get me to walk out of here, and that's if I don't have a choice...."
"Oh really?" Sanna said
"Really." Stryker said
"Interesting." Sanna said
"What's interesting?" Stryker said, picking off a few more guards that were trying to crawl
into the room.
"Not a whole lot." Sanna said
Stryker punches in the activation code on the bomb, and checks the time...
"We've got less than 5 minutes to get you out of here." Stryker said
"Oh, I'm not leaving." Sanna said
"Yeah, why not?" Stryker asked
"Why should I not pay for all my mistakes?" Sanna asked
"You choose your own time to pay for them. And your own way. This is mine." Stryker said, "I
won't let this go off with you still here. If I have to, I'll drag you to the exit, throw you
out, turn around, come back here, and stand here and watch the clock wind down..."
Sanna shrugged, standing her ground.
"Fine." Stryker said, dropping his weapon and throwing himself at her.
Sanna hits the ground with a thud as he lands on her, pondering her next move.
Stryker grabs her paws, and tries to drag her toward the door....
anna tries to wring her paws from his grasp, but fails at doing so.
Stryker picks her up and carries her through the hole in the door and towards the exit......
Sannabelle, meanwhile, is attempting to pry herself from Stryker's grip.
Just before Stryker can carry her through the exit, Sanna gets free......
Sanna, floping face-first into the ground, gets up slowly, blinking and wiping dirt off her.
"Um..ha?" She smirked
adgthtvseriesfan: "You ok?" Stryker asked
"Uh..yea." Sanna said, rubbing her wrists
"I ain't trying to hurt you, I just want you to leave. To survive." Stryker said, "Don't make
me drag you out of here."
"No, I think I will." Sanna says, standing stubbornly in her spot.
"Alright. Here we go again." Stryker said, throwing himself at her
Sanna tries to dodge, but then finds out her reflexes arent as quick as she thought they were
and gets thrown to the ground.
Stryker, picks her up again and takes her outside. When she's out of the building, he puts her
down again. "Go, please."
Sanna, however, has other ideas. She dashes infront of Stryker, and waves her paw.
Unfortunately, Stryker knows all to well her tricks, and moves out of range just as she waves
her paw. She disappaers, and he sighs. As he turns his back to walk back into the building,
she re-appears, muttering various complaints.
"STRYKER!" Sanna shouts as she throws a orb at his head. He turns around to see it comming right
at him, then turns around again to enter the building, as the orb hits him directly in the back
of the head, knocking him out. Sanna's golden colored wings instantly unfold, and she flies over
to him, and picks him up. As she picks him up and starts to fly away from the building, the
bomb explodes. Fire shot out from many parts of the mountain, enveloping them. Sanna noticed
the flames enveloping them, that they felt strangely framillar. She just attributed it to
being raised by Belladonna, and didn't give it another thought, except she was happy she was
immune to them. She didn't even realize that Stryker was being severely burned by them, so she
circled in the flames for a bit, warming herself. Then she left the area and went to the Flea
Bite. When she was a quarter of the way there, she looked down at Stryker, who was still
unconscious. What she saw in her paws could barely be recognized as once having been Stryker.
His fur was burned off, his tail was on fire, and replacing his fur was a lair of charred skin.
Sanna, realizing that Stryker was in serious trouble, raced as fast as her wings could carry
her to the Flea Bite. She flew low over the bay, dipping his tail into the water to put it out,
then she continued flying towards the Flea Bite at wreckless speeds. She flew so fast that when
she saw the doors to the Cafe', she couldn't stop in time and flew straight into them, using
her head as a battering ram. She knocked the doors off of their hinges, and burst into the room.
"Anabelle! HELP!" She screamed, not putting Stryker down, for fear of causing him more pain.
Anabelle took one look at him, and fainted.
"Stupid whippet, GROW A SPINE! Er...a little help? Anyone?" Sanna said, noticing that Stryker
hadn't moved once since she got him away from Belladonna's base..
"Here, take him into the kitchen. GERTA! FILL UP BOTH SINKS FULL OF COLD WATER!" Sasha shouted,
running towards her restroom and pulling out the first aid kits.....
"Sanna, what happened?" Gerta asked.
"Long...story." Sanna said, hovering on the spot.
"Ok, lower him SLOWLY into the water. Gerta, here's my wallet. Get as much ice as you can.
CHARLIE! Itchy! The rest of you, except for Sanna Go with her, help her get it back here QUICK!"
Sasha shouted. Everyone else instantly bolted from the cafe', looking for any place to get ice..
Sanna quickly hovers over to the sink, slowly lowering Stryker into the water.
Sasha digs through the medical kits, cursing as she doesn't find what she's looking for. Then
she finds the burn cream.
"Sanna, help me. Take this and rub this cream all over him. Any part of him that's above water.
Meanwhile, I'll give him a shot then put this ice on him."
Sanna snatches the tube, rubbing it feverishly over all parts necessary.
Sasha gives him a full shot of morphine, far more than what is usually safe, and shoves it into
his arm. Then she pours the ice over him, and notices that he hasn't moved or said anything at
all. Sasha places her paw on his neck, checking for a pulse.
After a few minutes of checking for one, she finds one.
"I've got something. Weak, but it's there. Sanna, what happened? I need to know..." Sasha
asked
"Well, I'm sure you were aware of Stryker's kamikaze mission. Well, I went to stop him, but he
refused to come quietly, and I couldnt' use magic within Belladonna's fortress. I convinced him
I was intending to be blown up aswell, and he literally dragged me to the door. Once we were
outside, I tried to take him back here. It didnt work, and he was attempting to leave, so I
..er...threw an orb at his head. It knocked him out, then the bomb went off." Sanna said
"Dear lord...Sanna, you guys were caught in the blast, weren't you?" Sasha asked
"Yup." Sanna said
"Sanna, I don't care what you have to do, but if you want him to live, get Anabelle in here.
NOW!" Sasha shouted, trying to figure out how else to help Stryker.
Sanna dashes out of the room, rushing up to Anabelle and slapping her sharply across the face.
Anabelle stirrs slightly before being slapped, but after she get's slapped she wakes back up
almost instantly "What?! What's going on? Wait a second...where's Stryker? Is he ok?"
"Stryker's dying in Sasha's sink. COME!" Sannabelle said, grabbing Anabelle by the wrist.
Anabelle starts running towards the kitchen, partially being dragged by Sanna. Anabelle's jaw
drops when she sees what's left of Stryker....
"Sasha, how is he?" Anabelle asks, walking towards her....
"He's not good. He barely has a pulse. We've given him morphine, and are basically freezing
his body, trying to take away as much pain as is possible." Sasha said
"I.....I don't know what to do. I have no more miracle dog tags, I used the last one I had on
Sanna. No spell I know can help him." Anabelle stuttered, letting the horror of what she's
seeing slowly sink in..
"Cant you...get...more?" Sanna asked, shocked as huge blisters started to form on Stryker's face..
"I can try. Be back soon." Anabelle says, disappearing in a pink cloud of smoke.
Stryker stirs slightly, knocking a few cubes of ice over the edge of the sink. He moans
loudly..
Sanna jumps as Stryker moves, once more averting her attention to him.
Sasha picks up the cubes and puts them back on him, noticing the ice is quickly melting.
"WHERE ARE THEY with that ICE!?" She asks...
"Sanna, stay with him. I'll be right back. I'm gonna get a pillow and put it under his head."
Sasha says, trotting out of the room to grab a pillow.
Sasha runs back in and puts the pillow under his head, with him moaning again, and trying to
stand up
"Dont stand up." Sanna advises
Stryker remains motionless, trying to open his eyes.
Sanna, not quite sure what to do, merely stands, frozen in horror.
"Where are they with that blasted ice?!" Sasha says, cursing under her breath
"No clue." Sanna said
"I hope Anabelle gets back with her tag, before..." Sasha said
"Um..yea." Sanna said
Stryker, a tear running down over the charred skin that is his face, whispers:
"S.....ann....a.....should.....listened........"
Sanna, hardly making out what he's saying, leans closer.
"S..........a.........nna..............s..........orry" Stryker whispered, barely able to
speak
Sanna nodded solemnly.
Just then, the others burst into the room, carrying large bags of ice....
"Pour it on him. Now." Sasha said as she grabbed one, ripped it open and dumped it on him.
The others did likewise...
"How is he?" Charlie asks
"Dying. Slowly. Hope Anabelle get's here quick." Sasha said
Sanna nodded grimly.
"You do know this is all our fault, right?" Ninetales asked.
Sanna merely nodded with a jerk of her head, still staring at Stryker's seemingly lifeless
body. A frown tugged at the corners of her mouth, and the whippet's mind seemed to be
somewhere else entirely.
At that point, Anabelle appears, tears in her eyes.
"I....the tags....won't be ready until tomorrow." Anabelle said, starting to cry.
"So All we can do is...wait?" Charlie asked.
Anabelle nods her head up and down, tears flying toward the ground.
Sanna blinked back tears fighting their way to her eyes,
"It.....s...ok. Knew......was..........one way....trip....." Stryker said, using the last of
his strength to choke out the words......
"Just hang on, Stryker. She'll get one tag, fix you right up." Shania said.
Stryker tries to talk, but blood comes out of his mouth instead of words...
Sanna bites her quivering lower lip, her glance softening.
An errie look appears on Stryker's face, as Sasha rushes over to wipe the blood from his face.
Stryker, for an unknown reason at the time, stops trying to talk....
Sanna, distant look in her eyes, stands frozen to her spot.
Sasha once again checks for a pulse. and when she doesn't find one, she closes her eyes as her
lower lip starts to quiver a bit....."He.....he's....."
Anabelle faints, figuring out what Sasha's next words are gonna be... Charlie catches her
before she hits the ground...
Sanna swallows hard, tears springing to her eyes despite her efforts
Sasha starts swaying like she's gonna faint. When she does, she lands on top of Itchy, who was
trying to move out of the way. He moves out from under her, though.
"I..I can't believe he's gone." Charlie said.
Sanna bites her quivering lower lip, then dashes out of the room.
Ashley bolts after her(Flo isn't there, yet).....
"Sanna, wait." Ashley called, trying to catch the rapidly running whippet...
Sanna collapses onto a sofa in the flea bite, face buried under her arms.
Ashley extends her paws, to hug Sanna and try to offer her some form of comfort......
Sanna's face remains buried, emitting a muffled sound.
"Sanna, It'll be ok. It will." Ashley said
Anabelle slowly regains consciousness, and instantly disappears.
"Sanna? You ok?" Ashley asks, hugging Sanna.
BelladonnaXDevil: Sanna uttered a muffled noise that sounded like "yea"
"Strange. You don't sound or act like you are." Ashley said
"Um...I'm a good actress..?" Sanna said, still not sounding convincing
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you liked him just a tad more than the rest of us. But
that's not possible, right?" Ashley said
"Of course not. Now you're getting the idea. Now, shoo." Sanna said
"I'm gonn ask you somethin. Anabelle cares for him a lot, so she fainted. Sasha fainted because
she can't stand the sight of blood. Why are you acting like this? You did say you wanted him
gone.." Ashley said
"Because...he was my friend, and If I'd stopped roasting marshmallows and gotten him OUT of
there, he might be alive." Sanna said
"I.....roasting marshmallows? When attacking one of Belladonna's bases?" Ashley said
"It was an expression, Ashley, refering to the fact I was too caught up in my own immortality
to notice how badly he was burned." Sanna said
"This is what you wanted, isn't it? You said you wanted him not to come back. Now he's gone,
and your not happy...." Ashley snickered.
Sanna sobs harder, curling up on the couch, her back to Ashley.
"Well, at least I know, I've won. Mwahahahahaha." Ashley said, as she reveled her wings and
flew over Sanna's head. She turned into Belladonna, who laughed very hard at thee fact Stryker
was dead.
Sanna paused breifly, startled at the turn of events. "Oh, great."
"I just wanted to see my enemy's demise. He and you played right into my plan. This was all an
elaborate setup to take him out. Thank you for making it work." Belladonna smirked
The fur on Sanna's back bristles, but the whippet keeps her head buried in her paws, sobbing
softly.
"Just think...your hesitating to do whatever it was you did while playing in the fire, is what
cost him his life. I owe my victory completely to you." Belladonna said
Sanna lost it. She completely fell apart. Crying hysterically, her razor-sharp tongue failed
her as the enslaught of her mothers word's continued.
The REAL Ashley and Flo enter the Flea Bite, and see Sanna in tears, and Belladonna antagonizing
her. They don't know what's going on, but they jump Belladonna because of it. While they're
fighting Belladonna, Shane and Ninetales come out to see what's all the noise about, and see
that, so the jump in. Belladonna get's tired of being beaten down, so she leaves. Shane
explains to Ashley and Flo why Sanna's crying, and not believing Stryker's dead, they run into
the kitchen and see for themselves. They both stare at his lifeless body in shock.
Meanwhile, Stryker's staring at a tunnel. On one end, is a white light. On one end, is a red
light. He goes towards the white light, and when he crosses through, he's standing at what
appears to be the entrance to hades. He turns around, and tries to go back the other way, but
all he sees is solid red rocks, so he turns around again and faces the gates to hades. He sees
Belladonna flying directly at him, so he turns to run, but she's faster......
Belladonna swoops over him, and grabs him, just behind his front legs, and picks him up,
carrying him high into the air. He struggles in her vice-like grip, but he's unable to break
free. The higher she takes him, the more he struggles, until he sees the soft white clouds of
heaven. He looks somewhat confused, and looks up at Belladonna. He sees pink fur where purple
fur should be, and faints almost instantly. Anabelle simply smirks as she takes him into heaven.
"I think I'll explain all of this to him later...." She whispered to herself..
Later, back at the Flea Bite.... Sanna's still an emotional wreck, keeping mainly to herself.
Any attempts at conversation between Anyone else and her result in her getting up and walking
away, sometimes running away. Belladonna appears back in the Flea Bite, looks at her daughter,
smirks and says:
"I forgot to tell you. I did this because of you, Sanna. Not because of him, but because of you."
"What are you babbling about now, She-demon?" Ninetales asks.
"Oh, nothing. I'm just here to remind Sanna that this is all her fault. If she'd of joined me
sooner, I wouldn't of killed Stryker. Since she didn't, I did. If she doesn't join me, I'll
kill one of you next. But who should the lucky victim be?" Belladonna says, thinking..
"Just try it, Belladonna." Sasha said. "You've been trying to stop us for so long, and have
failed every time. You aren't a threat."
"Ok, if I'm not a threat, maybe the next victim should be you. Or Charlie. Hm...so many friends
you have, Sanna. I think I'll let you choose. The next person you say a word to, will be the
next person I take out." Belladonna said
"I know what your thinking," Belladonna continued, "Your not gonna say a word, then. If you say
a word to me, figuring that'd stop me, or say nothing, I'll take out Ashley next."
Sanna closed her eyes, mind racing. She felt as if the weight of the world descended upon her
shoulders, threatening to crush her like a bug.
"Oh, and one, other minor little thing. That includes writing, telepathy, or any other form of
communication you can think of. If you communicate with anyone in any way, They'll be next."
Belladonna said
"I think it's time you left." Sasha said, as Gerta got behind Belladonna, baseball bat in her
paws....
"Oh, just so you know, if for some reason you DON'T communicate with anyone, thinking that'll
stop me, I'll choose Charlie or Sasha as my next target. Ta Ta!" Belladonna said as she vanished
as Gerta swung the bat, just missing her head.......
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Anabelle had carried Stryker to her office, wanting one of the first things he saw when he
awoke to be a friendly face, so she asked Lance to wait with her.
"Anabelle, this is gonna be a wierd thing for him." Lance said.
"Your telling me. It was hard before this, I just hope he doesn't blame us for this." Anabelle
said.
"He won't." Lance said.
At that point, Stryker began to stir slightly. Anabelle and Lance walked over to him and the
first thing that Stryker saw when he opened his eyes was their smiling faces.
"Uh...my head. I had the wierdest dream...it was horrible. I..signed a contract with Belladonna,
you wound up saving me from her, you lost your memory, I stabbed my friends in the back, I
wound up taking a bomb into one of Belladonna's bases..that's where the dream ended. Speaking
of which, what am I doing here? The last thing I remember is....erm..." Stryker looks at their
faces as he describes his dream..."That wasn't a dream, was it? I really DID destroy any good
relationship I had with them, didn't I?" Stryker asked.
"Yes...you did. I'm sorry." Anabelle said.
"Sorry for what? My mistakes are not your fault. You shouldn't be sorry for them." Stryker said
"Welcome to being dead, Stryker." Lance said.
"Just great. Exactly HOW did I die, anyway?" Stryker asked.
They went through the details of his death.
"This is yet another bad turn of events. Now Sanna's gonna blame herself for my death. I need to
go talk to her." Stryker said.
"Good luck. We've been trying to get her to talk, and ever since yesterday, when it happened.
She hasn't said one word to anyone." Anabelle said.
"Let me go talk to her." Stryker said
"Later. First, you should know that by waving your paw and thinking of a destination, you can
instantly appear there. Second, you can fly by using your wings." Anabelle said
"I have no wings." Stryker said
"Look again." Anabelle said, as Stryker looked at his sides, and grey-colored wings had appeared
there.
"YaY! Flyingness!" Stryker said.
"Stryker, before we go to the Flea Bite, and talk with Sanna, we're gonna give you a choice.
You can stay in heaven, or return to earth to work for us." Anabelle said
"Can I think about it?" Stryker asked
"But of course. Let us know when you've made up your mind." Lance said as the three of them
vanished, heading to the Flea Bite.
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Just then, Anabelle appeared behind the group, with Stryker, now having Angel's wings on his side.....
"Anabelle!" Sanna exclaimed, without thinking, then froze. Anabelle was already dead..so what
was Belladonna gonna do?
"Hi Angels. I have someone with me who wants to say hello. Stryker..." Anabelle said, Stryker
walked forward.
"Hi, guys." Stryker said.
When Sanna talked, Belladonna appeared instantly.
"Oh, your clever.You think that talking to hoop-head here, is gonna stop me? I think not. Since
you have not made your decision, I'll make it for you. Ashley, prepare to die." Belladonna said
"Just bring it." Ashley said, throwing herself at Belladonna, who easily dodged the attack.
"Now, now. I will pick WHEN and HOW your gonna die. Just know that when I come for you, there
will be no escape. Later, losers." Belladonna said, disappearing again.
"Sanna, Ashley, you ok?" Stryker asked
Sannabelle eyes narrow, wings unfolding in a brilliant display of shimmering golden color,
twitching abnormally at her side.
"Yea...just..peachy." Sanna said, staring at the spot her mother vanished from earlier.
"I came to say I'm sorry. Don't feel bad about my demise. Her taking me out was doing me a
favor, but I do need to talk to you, Sanna." Stryker said
"Alright." Sanna said, a slightly frantic gleam in her eye.
"Come with me," Stryker said extending a paw, "I think this should be private."
"Aiight." Sanna says, leaping from the sofa and approaching him.
When she's in range, Stryker waves his paw, and they both vanish. They re-appear in a secluded
spot, overlooking the bay.
"Interesting." Sanna says, taking little notice of the scenery.
"Sanna, Anabelle and Lance have given me a choice. I can stay in heaven, if I choose, or I can
return here, and work on earth for them. But I have to know, why did you try to stop me from
killing myself, and why did you risk your own life to try to save mine?"
Sanna sighed, looking away. "I dont know...I just...felt guilty, I guess. I felt the only way
to stop that feeling was to save you. Guess that didn't really work out."
"I guess it would be easier for everyone if I just stayed in heaven. Out of their way, your
way, this way, I'll never hurt anyone else again. But why would you feel guilty? You did
nothing wrong." Stryker said
"Because...I made the comment that made you leave in the first place." Sanna said
"Oh, that. It's ok. Everyone has an opinion. I'll admit at first I was pretty angry. The
people who I'd worked so hard to protect didn't trust me enough to give me the benefit of the
doubt. But then, I became ok with it. The thing is...I..can't decide whether or not to come
back. I'd like to, but I'm not gonna do anything else to hurt anyone. Especially you. I'm
sorry for having hurt you like this." Stryker said
Sanna sighed once more, shaking her head.
"And now Belladonna's threatening Ashley, because of me." Sanna said
"What's Ashley got to do with this?" Stryker asked
"You missed Belladonna's whole speil." Sanna said
"Oh, joy. I can imagine it. Anyways, what can I do?" Stryker asked, not really waiting for an
answer, he blurts out.."I...I can't believe I'm about to do this."
"Do what?" Sanna asked, looking at the huskey
"I have reservations about helping you and them, because of the lack of trust, and because you
and they said it would be better if I didn't return. I'm going to give them the chance to fix
this situation. Sanna, do NOT tell them this deal. We're gonna go back to the Flea Bite. I'll
hang around there all day. If they say they want me to stay, I will. If they don't, then I'll
leave. The choice is theirs, but they must not be prompted to, by you, Anabelle or anyone else.
If they say they want me to stay,or anything to that regard, they must do it of their own free
will." Stryker said
Sannabelle sighed and nodded.
"But first, look me straight in the eyes and answer me one question...Do you want me around,
or did you try to save my life just to appease your conscience?" Stryker asked
Sanna sighed and looked Stryker in the eye.
"I want you around, Stryker." She responded, then cast her glance towards to bay before them.
Stryker looked at the ground instantly, trying to hold back from shouting that somebody
actually wanted him around. When he's able to stop himself, he looks at Sanna.
"Alright. Remember, All of them have to say that, in one form or another, and they have to do
it without being prompted to, by you or anyone else." Stryker says, then waves his paw and they
both appear back in the Flea Bite.
"Hey Anabelle, I'm gonna hang out here for awhile. Just for old times sake." Stryker said.
"Alright. Remember to come back home when you're done, and remember, we need your decision
before you go to bed tonight." Anabelle said, vanishing.
Stryker looks around, noticing business is somewhat returning to normal, with the exception of
a few people staring at his wings, wondering if it's a costume or not. Not taking any chances,
they avoid him like the plague..
The others, Sasha, Shane, Charlie and the rest with the exception of Sanna, were sitting at a
table on the other side of the Cafe', as far from him as was possible.
Charlie looks up, and sees Sanna,
"Ah, Sanna. Come on over, have a seat." Charlie says, offering her a chair....
Sanna nodded, and fluttered over to the seat Charlie indicated.
Stryker strecthed in his chair, his wings fluttering a bit..
"You hungry, Sanna?" Sasha asked.
Sanna shook her head, boredly fiddling with her now-empty cup
"Mind if we ask ya what you and him talked about?" Itchy asked.
"Its..er...confidential." Sanna said, sounding rather depressed as she fingered a peanut from
the peanut-bowl on the bar.
Stryker, meanwhile, got up, walked over to the bar, his wings at his side, retracted, and got
out a deck of playing cards. He walked back to his table, and played solitare.
Stryker stands up, leaving the cards on the table, and trotts toward the restroom...
"Sanna, you seem strangely quiet. I thought you'd be madder than the rest of us that he's
back." Shane said.
Sanna sighed. "I'm still thinking about yesterday, I guess.."
"It wasn't your fault. He was trying to kill himself, and you stopped him."
Stryker re-appears from the restroom, humming a tune to himself. Sasha looks at him, somewhat
disgusted that he's just sitting there...
"I almost wish I'd go over there and talk to him." Sasha said
The whole day passed, and no-one went up to him for any reason at all. Late that evening, just
before closing time...
"Well, Sanna, looks like we have our answer. I'll be seeing ya." Stryker said, watching the
golden whippet in front of him.
"Answer? Answer to what?" Charlie asked.
Sanna sighed. "I suppose so." She said, leaping onto a chair.
"Sanna, what's going on? What do you two have your answer on?" Itchy asked
"Stryker had the option of either staying on Earth or returning to heaven, and he looked to
you guys for the answer. As you werent particularly social, he's returning to heaven."
"Why....didn't you tell us this?" Sasha asked.
"I asked her not to." Stryker said, "I asked her not to cause if she did, you would of
apologized almost immediately. That's all well, good and fine, except I wanted it to be
sincere, if you did it,so I asked her to keep it secret, figuring if you apologized when she
didn't tell you, maybe you'd mean it. She kept it secret, and not one of you apologized. Well,
looks like I've got a new home." Stryker said.
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Stryker leaves the Flea Bite, and returns to heaven, and goes to Anabelle's office.
"Anabelle, we need to talk." Stryker said.
"About what?" Anabelle said, looking up from her paperwork.
"I've made my decision. I want to work for you, but I'm not gonna be working DIRECTLY with you."
Stryker said.
"What do you mean?" Anabelle asked.
"Belladonna still has Sanna's powers. I'm gonna get them back for her, but I need you to do
some things for me." Stryker said
"Such as?" Anabelle asked.
"Read this. It'll explain what I need from you." Stryker said, putting a folder on her table.
"Ok, when will you return?" Anabelle asked
"I'm not sure. If I continue to work near Belladonna while working for you, I don't have to
face this situation again, so I don't think I will." Stryker said.
"Good luck, Stryker." Anabelle said.
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Stryker's in a very irrational state of mind. He decided to go take a long walk, and try to
figure out who caused all of this. He blames Belladonna for this, and is hunting her down.
Eventually, he finds her.
"BELLADONNA!" Stryker shouts, running toward her.
"Eh?" Belladonna says, turning around
"YOU AND I HAVE TO TALK! NoW!" Stryker shouts, catching up to her.
"O.o Riiiight" Belladonna smirks as he approaches.
"You caused all of this. What, were you afraid of me? Figuring killing me would make me somehow
unable to face you?" Stryker demands
"I elliminate annoyances." Belladonna points out
"At first, when I realized just how much I hate life now, I blamed you for this. I blamed you
for my stupidity, ignorance and everything else gone wrong in my life. It's not your fault.
It's their fault. EVERYONE'S FAULT. If I'm gonna be miserable, I'm gonna make everyone else
miserable. But where to start?" Stryker asks
Belladonna shrugged. "Random acts of violence work. ^.~"
"Who said anything about R A N D O M?! I'm not gonna pick and choose who I make suffer."
Stryker said
"O.o You DO realise that makes NO sense." Belladonna said
"Which part," Stryker retorts,"The fact that I'm gonna make a lot of people miserable because I
am, or the fact that I'm not gonna pick one person to make miserable, and spare another?"
"Well, you said you didnt want random, and that you werent going to pick and choose." Belladonna
said
"All I asked for, was a simple apology. 2 simple words. I'm sorry. I'd of accepted it from any
of them. Just one person and I'd of been happy. but Nooooo. Not one of them is sorry for
making bad comments about me, and not even having the courage to say them to my face. As for
your comment, I suppose your right. Let me put it another way. I'm gonna make people suffer.
Starting with the first person I see after I leave here. Then onto the next, and the next, and
right on down the line." Stryker said
"Interesting. What about the people you're so mad at?" Belladonna asked
"I'll deal with them sooner or later, depending on when I find them again, but first, There's
somebody walking over there. Excuse me....they're the first on the list." Stryker said,
walking slowly toward them, weapon pointed at them...after a few seconds, weapons fire is
heard, a scream is heard, then silence....
Stryker comes walking back to Belladonna.
"That was....strangely fun." Stryker said
"^.^ I toldja so." Belladonna said
"But it's not enough. Not nearly enough. Others must be made to pay for my misery." Stryker said
"Aahhh, the lack of logic is so pleasent to see. ^.^" Belladonna said
"Look at what 'logic' got me. Friends who don't trust me, nor want me around. Who talk about me
behind my back, and don't have the courage to say it to my face. What good is logic?" Stryker
asked
Belladonna shrugged slightly. "Don't disregard it entirely, or you will pose less of a threat
than you had with logic." She advised
"True enough. I think I'm gonna go take another walk. You should come with me." Stryker said,
looking at the indigo whippet.
"And why's that?" Belladonna asked
"That is, if you like destruction, mayhem, Total Chaos, and the killing of many, then you'll
like what I'm gonna do." Stryker said
"Works for me" Belladonna said
"I almost pity anyone I see. Cause when I get done with them, you'll never be able to
recognize what's left of them. Shall we?" Stryker asks
"Alrighty." Belladonna says
Stryker re-loads his weapon, and starts walking back into town. Occasionally, he sees some
people and some dogs walking, and kills them all almost effortlessly.
Belladonna quirks a brow
Stryker sees a car comming down the road, points his weapon at it and empty's what's left in
his weapon at the car, destroying it in a fireball.
He discards the now-useless weapon, and continues walking.
He sees another dog walking along the road, pulls out a small weapon, and takes care of that
dog, too.
"Ya know, Belladonna, your absolutely right about logic. Without it, this would be harder."
Stryker walks past a building with a light in a window. Without seeing anyone in the window,
he fires at the window, shattering the glass, hearing a few screams, then the light goes out,
and he keeps walking.
"Oh look, the Flea Bite. I think this calls for a special weapon." Stryker puts the weapon
back into his pocket, and pulls out a knife.
"Let's go say hi." Stryker says
Belladonan grinned demonically and followed.
Stryker opens the door, walks in and looks around. Most of the people in the Flea Bite had
left for the night, with the exception of Sanna and that group, but so far they hadn't noticed
him yet.
Smirking evilly, Belladonna eyed the remainder of the people in the flea bite.
Stryker walks slowly toward the group, knife in his paw, ready to Strike.
Belladonna stops and watches anxiously.
"STRYKER!" Charlie shouts, causing the entire group to turn around instantly
Stryker looks at Charlie, with such an angry look that Charlie actually looks scared...
Belladonna snickers.
"Which one of you," Stryker asks, getting angrier with every word, "wants to die first?"
At these words, Sannabelle wheeled around, sizing him up and snapping
"So now you're threatening us?" Sanna said angrily
"That's the idea, yes. I'm sick and tired of being messed over just because I try to help, so
why not try a different method?" Stryker asked
"You really /are/ a few kibbles short of a full bowl." Sanna mutters, sitting tense like a
snake coiled and ready to strike.
"I know. Ain't it cool?" Stryker says, remaing here he is
Sanna quirked a brow staring back at him cynically.
"Enough chat. Sanna, despite what Belladonna wants to do with you, and since I don't work for
her, you get to die now." Stryker said, throwing himself at her..
Sanna instantly threw herself to the side, and would have fallen to the ground had her wings
not conviently broken her fall.
Stryker lands effortlessly beside Sanna, and swings the knife at her throat...
Sincerely hoping that she had more experience as a flyer, she backed up, the knife narrowly
missing her throat.
Seeing Charlie and Ninetales move to help Sanna, Stryker turns his attention to them, taking
Charlie off of his feet with a russian leg-sweep, and Ninetales off of his with a roundhouse
kick, then turns to face Sanna again...
Sanna's lip curls, however she is careful to keep her eyes on Stryker.
Stryker leaps into the air, and tries to tackle Sanna.
Sanna emits a yelp as she's tackled to the ground, eyes wide and mind racing.
Stryker takes his knife and again tries to drive it into Sanna's throat...
Itchy leaps at Stryker, knocking the knife out of his paws and him off of Sanna..
Panting, Sanna drags herself up and takes flight once more.
Stryker uses Itchy's momentum against him, and sends him off of Stryker, and Stryker grabs his
knife and takes off after Sanna, unwilling to let her go so easily....
Ninetales uses his fire attack to try to stop Stryker, but it doesn't phase him a bit, and he
continues to pursue Sanna..
Without looking, Sanna reaches to the side to grab something to use it her defence. Frowning at
the fact that it's a plate, nonetheless she holds it infront of her shakily as some crappy
sort of sheild.
Stryker drives the knife into the plate, getting it stuck in the plate..
Sanna ponders whether this is a good or bad thing, and releases the plate from her death-grip.
Stryker puts his hind legs on the plate, and pulls the knife free, as the plate hits the ground
and shatters...
Breathing unsteadily and feeling very shaky, she gropes around blindly for something else, but
fails to find anything.
"What's the matter, Sanna. I hope your not giving up so easily." Stryker taunted as he slowly
approached her...
Sanna narrowed her eyes, hovering on the spot and sincerely hoping she wasn't cornered.
Stryker smirked as he approached her, noticing she was backing into the door that led outside....
Sanna continued backing up rather slowly.
Stryker launched himself at her, hoping to finish this before she got to the door.
Sanna made a quick move backwards, however tripped and landed on the ground on her back.
Stryker landed on top of her, knife ready, but Charlie was faster, and he jumped Stryker and
dis-armed him, knocking him off of Sanna again...
Sanna breathed a sigh of relief as she scrambled to her feet.
Charlie, Itchy, Ninetales and Sasha tried to restrain Stryker, but he fought back fiercely,
eventually breaking free...
"What's the matter, Sanna? Can't face me alone? Have to have your cronies help you?" Stryker
said laughing dryly.
Sanna locked her gaze on Stryker, hardly noticing she was just a few feet from the door.
Sanna's lip curled and she retorted. "Save your recycled insults."
Stryker, once again, tried to throw himself at Sanna, but misjudged and landed just infront of
her, hitting the ground hard, but got up almost instantly...
Sanna quirked a brow and used this opportunity to take flight, hovering a few feet in the air.
Stryker began to fly, hovering at the same altitude as her, wondering what it takes to stop her.
"Agile little whippet, aren't you?" Stryker said
Having caught her breath, Sanna smirked. "Mmhmm."
Stryker looks at Belladonna "Now I understand why you haven't killed her before."
Belladonna smirked, casting a glance up at her hovering daughter.
"I need a drink." Stryker said, flying over to the bar and pulling some 100-proof alcohol, and
taking a shot...
Sanna quirked a brow, but remained the same altitude
Stryker takes a napkin, sticks in the bottle, takes a lighter Sasha had behind the bar, lights
the napkin, and throws the bottle at Sanna...
Sanna blankly thinks that she's immune to fire and thus explosions, before lazily dodging.
Stryker, watches her dodge, somewhat amused. The bottle explodes just before it hits the wall,
causing parts of the roof to cave in on itself, hopefully killing some of the people here.
Stryker turns to Belladonna. "Shall we go?"
Sanna casts a glance upwards as a loud crack earns her attention and nearly knocks her in the
head. She frowns and lands near the others.
Belladonna casts a glance at the massacared Flea bite and smirks, vanishing with a wave.
Stryker follows Belladonna, laughing all the way.
"That was seriously messed up." Sanna comments,
"Yeah. I still don't believe what I saw." Charlie says, looking confused.
"I do." Sanna commented darkly, brushing herself off.
Anabelle appears, and looks over the ruins of the Flea Bite. "What did you guys do, have
another party here?"
"Oh yea, we had a BLAST." Sanna said
"I can see that. Where's Stryker? He's supposed to of come home after he left here." Anabelle
said, as per Stryker's instructions
"-.-' He's too busy trying to kill me and flirting with my mom." She replied sardonically.
Anabelle looks shocked. "That's.......odd....... and seriously messed up."
"Ditto." Sanna said
"This is just great. Stryker's now an enemy. Can this week get any worse?" Ashley asks.
Meanwhile, Sanna rubbed her temple and swallowed a few asprin without water. "-.-'"
Charlie and Itchy were digging through the ruins, making sure everyone's ok. Turns out they
were, so they started to clean up the place and re-pair it..
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Stryker looks over to Belladonna: "That was fun."
"That was odd." Belladonna commented
"What's that?" Stryker asked
Belladonna shrugged. " I dunno, it just was."
"They might as well get used to it, cause I'll fight them until they no longer exist." Stryker
smirked.
"You were right in taking out us one at a time. But your mistake was allowing me to die in a
way that allowed my soul to go to Anabelle. If you keep theirs from reaching her, they won't
pose a threat. And I can help you in that aspect." Stryker said
"You see, Strkyer, goodluck doing that. Even if you kill em, Anabelle either sends them back or
makes them her little missionaries." Belladonna said
"Belladonna...still thinking on narrow terms, are you? Killing them is only the beginning of
what I have in mind..." Stryker said
"Good luck doing much more, or even suceeding at that. I've been trying to do ht for how long
now..?" Belladonna said, "And HOW are you going to do that?"
"Why should I tell you? I don't work for you, and have no more reason to want to work for you
than I do to work for anyone else." Stryker said
"Whatever, good luck finding some one with similar policys" Belladonna said
"Good point. Actually, I should work for you. I'll never find anyone who's as willing to let me
take a life as you." Stryker said
"So I'll show you, because it's easier to show you how I'm gonna stop them from being a threat
than tell you." Stryker said, "Of course, we'll need to capture one of them for me to show you.
and since you wanted Ashley, I'll figure out a way to get her."
"Alrighty then." Stryker said
"By the way, just so you know, I'm gonna do things just one way. My way. I don't take orders
well, I won't tolerate people telling me how to do anything. If you want something done, say
it, but don't tell me how to do it, and we'll get along just fine." Stryker said
A MONTH PASSES, MOST EVENTFUL
Stryker and Belladonna occasionally go out on shooting spree's, and generally cause as much
mayhem as possible, but there is one point that nobody but Anabelle knows....nobody actually
gets hurt because of thoes spree's...
"Hey Belladonna. I....wanna ask ya something." Stryker said
"Er..yea?" Belladonna asked
"Would you like to go out on a date sometime?" Stryker asked
Belladonna looked at him in surprise
"We're good together. As many people as we've taken out in the last month, and as much fun as
we have doing it, why not consider going on a date? Not like it's gonna kill ya..." Stryker said
"erm..ok. O.o" Belladonna said, still somewhat shocked that she was being asked out
Stryker grinned sadistically.
"Mind if I choose where we go?" Stryker asked
"Not really." Belladonna said
"Let's go to the Flea Bite. Good food, lots of innocent people to kill, and fun all around."
Stryker said.
Belladonna raises an eyebrow, and smirks as Stryker waves his paw, and they appear in the Flea
Bite. Stryker walks to a table, and pulls out a chair for Belladonna.
Belladonna blinks repeatedly and sits down.
Stryker takes a chair beside her, and Sasha notices them, and nudges Sanna and Charlie.
"Look at that." She says
Sanna turns around. "-.- dear lord he really was flirting."
"He was your friend, now he could become your father....mwahaha." Charlie smirks, Sasha slaps
him.
Sanna looks simply revolted and the thought and bangs her head on the table.
Stryker notices Sanna and smirks. "I guess she sees us. Wanna go say hi?" Stryker asks
Belladonna shrugged.
Stryker stands up, and pulls Belladonna's chair out for her so she can stand up, and watches
the indigo whippet.
Belladonna quirks a brow and stnads up.
Stryker extends his paw to her, so they can walk paw in paw.
Belladonna, still looking at him quizzically, hesitates then takes his paw.
Stryker leads her towards Sanna, while Sasha sees them, turns and throws up...
Sanna quirks a brow and get the gist from Sasha's actions, and turns around. "-.-'
"Hi Sanna." Stryker says, enjoying being near Belladonna.
Sanna cast a glance from Stryker to Belladonna, before pointing out that it was 'wrong on so
many levels'.
Stryker smirked at Sasha's reaction, since she was still throwing up.
"Belladonna, care for a drink?" Stryker asks
"Er..alrighty." Belladonna says
"What'll ya have?" Stryker asked, ordering himself a rootbeer.
"Er..whatever." She said, casting a glance at her daughter who was repeatedly banging her head
on the table.
Stryker orders her a root-beer, too. He turns and looks at Sanna, then at Belladonna.
"So, Belladonna. Tell me, why did you name your daughter Sannabelle?"
Belladonna snickered. "IT completely lacked logic. O.o"
Sanna stopped banging her head and looked at her mother quizzically.
"Well, it did." BElladonna replied, and Sanna quirked a brow.
Stryker laughed.
"Belladonna, you and I have basically been going out with eachother for a long time, although
we've never admitted it. Don't take this the wrong way, but...." Stryker said, then he kissed
her.
Despite her current mood, Sanna couldnt help but snicker at the look on Belladonna's face.
"Seeing your mother being frenched is scary enough, let alone when you're motehrs' the devil
and the person kissing her is your ex-friend who recently tried to kill you." Sanna said, very
much disgusted
Stryker looks over to her: "Give it up. You had your shot, but you turned me down. She
accepted."
Sanna just sat there, revolted
Belladonna looks somewhat satisfied..."What's the matter, Sanna? I steal your man or something?"
"No, but you just scarred me for life. O_o" Sanna replied
Stryker smirks "That was too easy. And so much fun, I think I'll do it again." Stryker kisses
Belladonna again..
"-.- Get a room..or a restraining order." Sanna says
Stryker looks at Bella "Get a room she says."
Bella smirks "Maybe later"
Sanna ponders this breifly, then shudders.
Stryker looks to Sanna "I wish I could of had a picture of you banging your head on the table."
Sanna looks at Stryker, then : "Oh gee..thanks. I'm so glad me being revolted amuses you."
"Ya know, Sanna, just think. If you only would of apologized, none of this would of happened.
I wouldn't be dating Belladonna, working against you, and I wouldn't be loving every minute of
it. I owe it all to you." Stryker said
"Wow. I'm so proud." Sanna retorted
"You should be. If you thought I was dangerous before, you ain't seen nothin yet." Stryker said
"I'm petrified." Sanna said
"That's good. Just think, at one point I actually wanted to date you. What was I thinking?"
Stryker said
"Yea, I mean, why go with someone who was actually born in the same decade as you?" Sanna said
"Just remember one little fact. You said and I quote: 'Maybe it's better if he, meaning me,
didn't return'. That kinda implies that you don't want me around. And the fact that when you
had a chance to save my life, you hesitated and chose to warm yourself in the blast that
occured at that mountain, thus killing me. Remember those little facts before you go critizing
me for dating somebody who's like I am. Dead." Stryker said
"She's not freakin dead, she just happens to have been immortalized around the time the word
'flapper' was in use." Sanna snapped, smirking at her mother, who liked slightly put-out that
her daughter was mentioning her age.
"Like I care. I'm dating her for 2 reasons. First, she and I have more in common than me and
anyone else, including you. Second, I'm dating her because she's, well, beautiful, intelligent,
and many other good things."
Belladonna looks somewhat flattered, and shocked. "It's not often I have somebody willingly
kissing my butt..."
"Good things? She's satanic, sardonic, and...O_O its freakin scary to see her acting
flirtatious." Sanna said, looking more revolted
"To you, maybe. But to me..well, it's good. VERY, VERY good. She's strong, she's also got no
hesitation in punishing her enemies..and that includes you. What do you think about that?"
Stryker asked
"I think that I don't really care what you think. O.o" Sanna retorted
"Good, because it's not like I need permission from you to date her."
Anabelle appears, and looks around, finally noticing Stryker and Belladonna.
"Stryker....your looking well...." She said, playing her part perfectly
"Oh, goodie. O.o" Belladonna looks in dismay at the whippet angel.
Stryker looks at Bella: "You want to tell her, or you want me to?"
Belladonna shrugged.
"Anabelle...Belladonna and I are dating eachother."
"Uh...:-P!" Belladonna sticks out her tongue at Anabelle and laughs
"WHAT!" Anabelle asks incrediously, "How did you get him to do this?" Anabelle demanded.
"Er...its a new perfume?" Belladonna smirks.
"Somehow I knew he couldn't be doing it ofd his own free will." Anabelle says, looking
disgusted.
"Unfortunately, your sadly istaken, Anabelle. I am doing this of my own free will." Stryker
said.
"You're the one who hypnotizes people. Plus, why would I waste my energy to /make/ him do this?"
Belladonna asks
"Because manipulation is your style." Anbelle retorts
"I can use my intelligence to do that, as opposed to some cheap special effects trick you use."
Belladonna retorted
"Is that what you did?" Anabelle asks
"Anabelle, why is it so hard for you to believe I actually care for her?" Stryker asks
"No, you moron." Belladonna says
"Nobody cares for her." Anabelle says
Belladonna smirked and wiped away a fake tear. "Oouch, that hurt. O.o"
"Look Anabelle, it's really simple. I care for her more than I care for anyone else, and I
wanna ask you something, Belladonna. Will you marry me?"
Anabelle's jaw drops while waiting on the answer.
Belladonna blinks, breifly thinking that had she not gone through this before she would've
fainted, then caught sight of Anabelle and made up her mind on the spot.
"Yes," Casts a glare at Anabelle.
Anabelle faints, falling backwards and landing on the table where Sanna and the others were
eating..
"Sasha, there's an Anabelle in my soup!" Sanna complained, watching Sasha
"That's supposed to be good luck." Sasha says
"What happens when there is a Slowbro in the soup?" Itchy asks
"That's supposed to be bad luck." Ninetales says
Belladonna looks at Anabelle and smirks
Stryker grabs Belladonna and kisses her again.
"Thank you." He whispers in her ear
Belladonna grins at him, then looks at Sanna and the others.
Stryker looks at Sanna and the others: "Guess what? We're getting married!"
"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay," Sanna cheered unethusiastically.
"You sound happy aboutit." Stryker said, unable to stop smiling.
"WHY on EARTH would I be happy?" Sanna asks
"Not exactly sure, but I am, she is, and I don't really care if you are." Stryker says
"Right then.." Sanna says
Anabelle regains consciousness, and stands up, dripping with soup.
"I..I still can't believe your gonna marry HER." She says
Bella sticks her tongue out.
"It's easy. It'll go something like yours and Lance's went, except it'll be me and Belladonna."
Stryker says, laughing at the soup-covered Anabelle, "Besides, aren't you supposed to be happy
for us?"
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Later that week, Stryker and Belladonna were in Belladonna's office.
"Stryker, I have something for you." Belladonna said, smirking.
"What's that?" Stryker asked, looking at Belladonna
Belladonna pulls out a vial and hands it to Stryker.
"This is Sanna's powers. It's just...a present or something...not really into the whole
gift-giving thing.." Belladonna said.
"Thanks." Stryker said, snickering.
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Eventually, Stryker manages to get away from Belladonna for a little while, and figures he'd
give Sanna that vial now, so he goes to the Flea Bite. Stryker appears, grabs her, and vanishes
with her in a split-second, before she has a chance to react..
"Sanna! Listen, please!" Stryker begged, Sanna punched him in his nose, sending blood dripping
to the ground.
"Sanna, please! I'm not here to hurt you!" Stryker said.
"You really think I CARE, Don't you?" Sanna retorted, backing away slowly.
"Look, I'm here to give you your powers back." Stryker said. Sanna stopped in her tracks and
looked at him questioningly.
"And you think I believe you?" Sanna retorts, backing away from him.
"Sanna, right now, the only powers you have are those that let you fly. This contains your
powers. Belladonna gave them to me as a wedding present, and I'm giving them to you." Stryker
said, offering her the vial.
"How do I know this isn't just some attempt to try to kill me?" Sanna demanded, taking the
vial.
"Sanna, if you really want to know what's in that container, you have 2 choices. Trust me, and
get your powers back, or go to Anabelle, and ask her about it. She'll tell you." Stryker said
"Anabelle. Why would you want me to talk to her about this?" Sanna asked.
"She'll explain everything. I got work to do, so see ya." Stryker said, waving his paw and
sending her back to the Flea Bite.
Anabelle appears.
"Sanna, what happened to you?" Charlie asked
Sanna blurted out a quick explination, staring at the vial thoughtfully.
"I wouldn't use it. You can't trust him." Charlie said.
"Not so fast, Charlie. Sanna, We need to chat in private. You all are more than welcome to
come along, but we can't talk about this here." Anabelle said.
"Why?" Charlie asked
Sanna raised an eyebrow, then shrugged.
"I'll explain later." Anabelle said, taking them to her office in heaven.
"Ok, given the nature of what I'm gonna say, it doesn't leave this room. EVER. Stryker's
working for me. He's spying on Belladonna, in order to help us. He wanted to stay on earth,
but because of you, he couldn't do it. He wanted to be happy, but again, because of what he
did, that couldn't happen either. So he wanted to work for us, hoping that work would take his
mind off of what he did. He never told me just how deep in he'd have to go, but he is working
for me." Anabelle said.
"If he gave you that vial, it has your powers in it, Sanna." Anabelle said.
Sanna blinked, secretly thinking he was the most insane person in the world, and that if some
one breathed a word of it to Belladonna she was likely to flip at cataclismic results, looked
at the vial, wondering what to do with it.
"Why would he marry her?" Charlie asked.
"What better way of getting her to trust him and getting into a position of authority than to
marry the most powerful person down there?" Itchy asked
"He's suicidal. When my mom finds out, I don't want to be within a hundered mile radius of her."
Sanna snickered
"The only people who know this are in this room. Nobody breathes a word of this to anyone, and
he should be ok." Anabelle said
"Oh, she'll find out. It's only a matter of time." Sanna said, pessmistic side showing as she
continued to look at the contents of the vial.
"Come on Sanna. He can't be suicidal. We already killed him." Ninetales said.
"Whatever you say, banana-boy, cuz when she finds out, all hell is gonna break loose." Sanna
said
"What happens if Stryker's pulling a double cross? Letting us think he's working for you when
in reality he's working for her? We did screw him over.." Sasha suggested..
"Your saying that he's actually in love with her?" Charlie asked
Sanna frowned, pocketing the vial.
"She's gonna be suspicious, once she sees that the powers HE is supposed to be possessing are
now back in my..er..possession. o.O" Sanna said.
"Yeah. I am. In essence, we drove him to her. Not apologizing when we had the chance, not
allowing ourselves to accept his apology, and ignoring him all day long.." Sasha said.
"Well....yes and no. Belladonna WOULD be suspicious IF Stryker didn't still have your powers,
but I've taken care of that." Anabelle said.
"And how? Given him carbon-copies of what I have..er..had?" Sanna said
"Yep. I gave him the same powers you had, just to keep suspicions low.." Anabelle said
"Aha, but if..hey...why couldn't you just give me back my powers in the first place?!" Sanna
broke off from her original train of thought and placed her hands on her hips crossly.
"Your powers were taken from you. His never existed. I was able to give him powers that did
not exist, because they did not exist with him. Yours were taken from you, meaning they
existed, but you weren't able to use them. The only way to give you your powers back is..to
get them back for you. Which he's done." Anabelle said.
Sanna muttered crossly about 'loopholes and catches and crap' before saying,
"Nonetheless, when Belladonna sees that I have my powers back, she's gonna be suspicious. You
know how observant she is." Sanna said
"But you haven't used that vial yet. I'd advise not using it." Sasha said. "If he is pulling a
double cross, it could kill you."
"And if he's not, that gives you your powers back. Using it is the only way to prove which
side he's on." Anabelle said.
Sanna listened to both arguments, and smirked at Anabelle's comment.
"Ahh yes, I'll be your guinea pig. -.-"
"I have my miracle dog tags. If It tries to kill you, I can undo whatever it does easily. But
it is your choice, and I will respect whatever your decision is."
Sanna frowned, deep in thought as she pulled out the vial and looked at it.
Sasha and Charlie and everyone else looked at the vial, wondering if it did contain her powers,
or a poison, or what..
"Ah hell," She said with a passive shrug, and she uncorcked it and swallowed the contents.
They watched her expectantly, wondering what's happening.
"Sanna?" Anabelle asked, her voice soft
Sanna noted that when the world was spinning, it was rather pretty, before shaking her head
and grabbing the edge of Anabelle's desk to steady her dizzy self. Clasping the other paw to
her forehead, she frowned as she felt a headache coming on.
Anabelle rushed to her side, as Charlie and Itchy and Sasha and Ninetales grabbed her to help
steady her.
"You ok?" Sasha asked
Anabelle, not waiting for an answer, grabbed her necklace and pulled out a miracle dog tag
"I .. feel...dizzy" She comented, before sinking to the ground.
"Sanna, just hold still. This isn't gonna hurt." Anabelle said, slowly placing the tag around
her neck.
Charlie and the others picked her up and carried her to the couch, as Anabelle placed the tag
on her.
Anabelle used the tag, and it vanished quickly. "Sanna, how do you feel?"
"Like roadkill." Sanna muttered, rubbing her forehead. "On a lighter note, I think I got my
powers back."
"The tag should take effect soon, you'll feel better." Anabelle said. "You...have your powers?
Are you sure?"
Sanna waved her hand lazily, hoping to make an orb. Much to her relief, it did. "Yup."
"My GOD.....we.......we've treated Stryker very badly...." Ninetales stuttered...
Still in a rather great amount of discomfort, Sanna informed, "Yes, but that cannot change now
if we want to keep Belladonna from finding out."
"Yeah...I guess so..." Charlie said.
"Anabelle, how long is his assignment going to continue?" Sasha asked
"I don't know. He feels we don't want him around, despite what we've done to try to convince
him otherwise. He knows all to well you don't want him around, so he has no reason to want to
end that assignment." Anabelle said.
"He's going to get MARRIED to Belladonna, ins't that enough?" Sanna questioned, burying her
head under the pillow in some strange attempt to relieve her discomfort.
"I'm sure he left himself a way out of it. Even he wouldn't be stupid enough to marry her
without leaving a way out." Sasha said.
"If its' legal, he just needs to get a divorce. O.o" Sanna said
"But even so, it doesn't solve the original problem. He doesn't have any reason to want out of
that assignment." Anabelle said.
"We could apologize to him." Sasha suggested.
"Won't do any good. He'd never listen." Charlie said.
"Am I the only one that's rembering that we CANNOT act civil with him, lest Belladonna become
suspicious?" Sanna asked
"No. We remember and your absolutely right. But you might be missing a point. IF we don't act
CIVIL TO HIM, he'll never leave that assignment. He'll never want to come back." Anabelle said.
"Speaking of which, Sanna, Exactly HOW did you get that vial?" Sasha asked.
"I dont get you, Anabelle." She muttered, throwing her pillow aside. "Well, he just
kinda..like..grabbed me then gave it to me. O.o" Sanna said
"What if we did that to him? Grabbed him, took him somewhere private, and laid it all out for
him?" Charlie suggested.
Sanna shruged, moaning slighty. "It could work."
"Now your forgetting something, Charlie." Sasha said. "Stryker WILL NOT listen to us. Whatever
leverage we had with him all disappeared when he walked out of the Flea Bite last time."
"So what do you suggest?" Charlie asked
"We do as you said. It could work, but I'd bet against it." Sasha said.
"Where is he?" Itchy asked.
"Where do you think?" Ninetales said
Lance comes running into the room "Anabelle, Stryker just gave this to me."
"He was here? In heaven?!" Anabelle asked.
"I'm not sure. I left my office to go get a soda, and when I came back there it was. I wasn't
gone for more than a minute, and he couldn't of gotten past the guards.." Lance said
"What is it?" Sanna said, voicing the question on everyone's mind.
"It's his latest report. I have no idea how he got in, but he got in." Lance said.
"So what do we do now?" Sasha said.
"Stryker's at the Flea Bite, eating lunch right now. If you want to go talk to him, now's your
chance." Lance said
"/There/?" Sanna questioned incredously, and stood up, instantly clasping a paw to her forehead
as she did so.
"Sanna, you ok? You don't look so good." Charlie said.
Sanna smirked. "I dont' feel so good. Its probably a sideaffect of drinking something with
that..calibur."
"Alright. I'm surprised that tag didn't take care of it, though. Anyways.." Anabelle said,
waving her paw and the entire group appeared at the Flea Bite. Stryker was sitting at a table
by himself, eating lunch.
Stryker looks at the group as they appear.
"Oh look, the angel patrol has arrived. Guess I should leave." Stryker said
Lance and Charlie, Itchy and Ninetales jumped Stryker as he finished eating, and restrained
him. Anabelle waved her paw, and they were moved to a secluded part of heaven, one that hadn't
been used in over a thousand years.
"LET ME GO!" Stryker demanded.
"Stryker! Please, listen!" Ashley says ,as Charlie, Lance, Ninetales and Itchy attempt to
restrain him, to make him listen.
"LET ME GO! You have NO IDEA what your doing!" Stryker shouts.
"Stryker, calm down!" Anabelle shouts.
"Why should I?" Stryker demands.
"Stryker! Don't make us sedate you to get you to listen!" Charlie says.
"Fine. You dragged me here, at least let me go. I'll listen, I owe you that. But expect nothing
more from me." Stryker said sarcastically.
Ashley slaps Stryker on the tip of his nose, sending him reeling. "How DARE YOU! We're here to
help you, and you act like this?!" Ashley shouts, her paw slightly stinging..
"Look around you, Ashley. None of you want me around. The only reason your doing this is
probably because of Anabelle's persistent reminding you that you should." Stryker retorted,
Ashley's paw print clearly visible on his muzzle.
"IF we didn't want you around, do you honesty think me, of all canines, would put forth this
much effort to get you back? Ugh!!! Give me a break! Who is turning their back on who?" Ashley
retorted
"If you want me around so bad, why? What's changed? Last time I saw any of you, you said and I
quote : "Maybe it's better if he didn't come back". The fact that you didn't say it is the only
reason I'm standing here talking to you, but you did agree with it. So what's changed?" Stryker
asked, refusing to let any sign of hopefulness show in his voice..
"The fact that if we didn't want you around, we wouldn't be here. We....we're sorry." Sasha
said. Stryker almost immediately turned away from them..
"What's wrong?" Charlie asked
"I've never let anyone see me cry. I've done almost anything to avoid it, so you'll have to
excuse me." Stryker said, his voice cracking.
"Wait...we need to talk." Ashley said, trotting over to him.
"About what?" Stryker asked, still trying to avoid anyone seeing him cry.
"I know apologies are hard, even harder to accept, but we are sorry." Ashley said
"What am I supposed to do now? I can't just leave.....I'm engaged to Belladonna..." Stryker
stammered.
"Easy, forget about her. That engagement can be broken off easily." Ashley said.
"Ashley, I don't know what to say. Your the last person I expected to talk me out of this."
Stryker said, looking at her.
With her ears folded back, she offers him a smug grin. "Expect the unexpected from a gypsy dog."
"I should of known. Only you had any chance of trying this and succeeding, because you didn't
try it before. It worked, I'll stay." Stryker said. At that point, Sanna collapses, breathing
heavily.
"What's wrong?" Charlie asks.
"Hmm, where to start..?" Sanna asks, as Belladonna appears.
"Hey Anabelle, you've got some housekeeping to do, this floor is /filthy/." Sanna said
"She's dying. Slowly. I figured I'd come and watch." Belladonna smirks
"Ah..yep. That'd explain it....-.-" Sanna said, laying on the ground,
barely able to breathe..
"YOU! What have YOU DONE!" Ashley demands.
Belladonna pulls out a glass vial with a clear liquid. "Now now, this is the only antidote. If
you do something stupid, like insult me or attack me, I'll take it, and then she gets none."
"What do you want?" Anabelle asks
"Want? Oh yes...for this.." Belladonna smirks as she holds the glass vial in her paws.."Easy.
You, Anabelle, give me your powers. All of them. And I'll give you this."
"I can't. You know that." Anabelle said.
"Then Sanna get's to die and you get to watch. Ta Ta." Belladonna said, leaving.
The group turned to Sanna, to see her barely breathing, eyes closed, and skin cold.
"Hold on, Sanna. I'll get you the antidote, I swear I will." Stryker said, standing.
"You can't go alone." Ashley said.
"Ok, then you come with me." Stryker said.
Ashley moves to Stryker's side with a determined grin.
"You can't keep a good dog down, neh? We'd better hurry..." She looks to Sanna. "Shes getting
worse.."
"Alright." Stryker waves his paw and he and Ashley appear in the armory in heaven. "Here, put
this on." Stryker says, handing her some body armor, specifically made for him, but should fit
her nicely..
Stryker walks over to another set of armor, and puts his on. He grabs a pair of weapons, and
hands one to Ashley.
Ashley takes a weapon, then looks to Stryker. "So.. what exactly is your plan, anyway?"
"Go in shooting, shoot somemore, come out shooting with that vial. We get it or we don't leave."
She grins sadistically. "Works for me!"
"You know how to use that thing, Ashley?"
She releases a soft chuckle, giving it the classic "western gun sling". The gun goes off,
nearly blowing her foot off as she jumps a good 6 feet in the air. "I didn't do it!"
"Right, just remember. Shoot to kill, not to wound. We won't get another chance at this."
Stryker says, picking up a gun that's about twice as long as him, and loads ammo, and straps
it to his back. He puts on a helmet with a built in laser sight, and motion tracker, and hands
one to Ashley. "You can talk to me from anywhere just by talking."
She takes it and nods. "A'right, I'm ready."
Stryker waves his paw, and they appear inside Belladonna's base. "I love being able to do that."
"This way. Her office is right down here. Tracker's off scale, movent in every direction,
ranges 20 - 40 meters and closing..." Stryker says, walking calmly toward Belladonna's
office...
Ashley chuckles a bit at Strkyer, then scans the new surroundings. "This should be fun.."
Ashley follows after Stryker quietly
"Ashley, watch behind us. Shoot anything that moves." Stryker whispers, as they near her
office. Stryker sees two guards, and shoots them quickly as alarms sound...
She carefully sidestepped Stryker, her eyes and ears alert
"Great, let's make this quick." Stryker says, reaching the door and picking the lock.
"Tracker shows movement behind us, 15 meters and closing FAST."
He opens the door and scans the room quickly, not seeing anyone there, he enters carefully
She stays at the door, ready to shoot ta kill.
Stryker digs through her office, when his motion tracker shows so many targets approaching
their position he grabs Ashley, pulls her into the room, and slams the door.
"Ashley, search this room for that antidote. I'll hold them off." Stryker says
"I'd let you hold them off, but if anything happens to you, I'd never forgive myself." Stryker
says
"Hey, your the boss" She scowled a bit, then grinned. She quickly went to work, sniffing out
the room and searching for the vile.
The enemy troops reached the outside of the solid steel door, and tried to force their way in.
Stryker pulls out a little device he had strapped to the side of his body armor, and points it
at the door, and a blue beam starts emitting from it, and smoke starts emitting from the door.
"Ashley, you found it yet?" Stryker asks
"You bet!" Ashley raises her paw up from one of the desk drawers, holding the vile.
"Ashley, I'm sealing this door. This isn't gonna hold them off for long, though." Stryker looks
at the vial the shepard dog was holding.."Good work." Stryker drops the portable welder(The
device strapped to his armor), runs to Ashley, and waves his paw, hoping to send them out of
there before that door fails. Unfortunately, nothing happens. He tries again and again, but
nothing happens. "Great. Just great. I can't use my powers in here."
"Ashley, you see that vent cover up there on the ceiling?" Stryker asked , looking up.
"Yeah, yeah I see it.." Ashley said
"Can you climb up there and get in it?" Stryker asked
"Will try.." Ashley said
The enemy guards had already thought of that idea, and entered the air ducts to try to enter
the room. When they heard this, they simply stoped moving, and waited for them to climb in, to
kill both of them easily...
Her ears prick up.."Its quiet.."
"Let's hope it stays that way." Stryker said as the door started to buckle inwards.
Apparently , the troops ouside of the door were using a battering ram to break in...
Her eyes fixed on the vent, she takes her weapon and shoots the vent cover off.
"Probably would have been easier just to rip it off, but I felt like shooting something.." She
jumps up on the desk, ready to jump up into the vent. Stryker smirks at that comment
The guards in the vent remain absolutely silent and still, waiting on the two intruders..
meanwhile, the door had buckled inwards, and Stryker began firing as fast as his weapon could,
trying to slow down the enemy troops.
"ASHLEY! NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO LEAVE!" He screamed over his weapon...
"Hey, I'm working on it!" She then took a running leap up into the vent
Stryker continues to fire on the attackers, but they fire back, hitting him in the shoulder,
making him unable to fire his weapon...
She pokes her head down. "You comin' or not?!"
Stryker drops his useless weapon, and leaps at the open cover, vaulting backwards into the
vent. "ASHLEY! GO GO GO!!" Stryker shouts
Ashley paws through the vent, unknowing of the danger that lies ahead
Just as Stryker and Ashley began to go, the guards in the vent opened fire on them, bullets
narrowly missing Ashley's head...
"Aggh! You know something.. I don't think this was such a good plan!" She complains as she fires
back at them
As they run through the dark vents, firing on intruders and being fired on, Ashley get's hit
in the front right leg and hind right leg, sending her screaming in pain.
Finally figuring out that it was too dangerous to proceed out that way, Ashley kicks out the
nearest vent cover and Stryker goes through first, Dragging Ashley through it, too.
Stryker drops his body armor, and takes off his shirt. He rips it in half, then in strips and
ties them around her wounds.
"Are you ok?" Stryker asks, his voice soft.
"Yeah.. I'm fine." She offers a forced grin. "I've been through worse, actually.."
"We're not out yet. Can you walk?" Stryker asks, "Or do you want me to carry you out?"
"I'll walk." She winks, slowly standing, trying to limp.
Just then, the guards had found the room they were in, and Stryker and Ashley once again were
being shot at. Stryker got hit in the rump, while Ashley got hit in the shoulder on her back,
sending extreme amounts of pain through her body. Stryker grabbed her and rolled over, rolling
until they were under a table..
"Who figured we'd go out like this? Being killed while working together?" Stryker smirked.
Laying flat on her back she stared up at the underside of the table and released a soft
chuckle. "Ironic, huh?"
Stryker didn't notice the fact he'd been hit on his chest, too.
"ASHLEY! Just hold on, I'm not gonna lose you, either. I'll get us out of this,somehow." Stryker
thought she was hurt WORSE than what she was, judging by the blood on his shirt.
Stryker smiles softly as he reaches into her body armor, just infront of her shirt...
Her tail wags a bit, despite the immense pain she is in
and pulls out a pair of hidden weapons.
"Shall we remove the irritation? Oh and by the way, If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you
liked that.." Stryker said, smirking...
"Me? Haha-ow! oo.. ok.. I'm ready to go home now.." Ashley said
"Give me a minute..." Stryker said, firing at the air vent, taking out both guards fairly
quickly...
"Oh my, I seem to of been hit more badly than I thought.." Stryker said, finally realizing
he'd been hit in the chest..
Stryker looked around the room, and then went under the table to help Ashley out from under it.
She drags herself out with Stryker's help.
"Uggh.. remind me to bring some aspirin the next time we do this.." Ashley said
"There is no next time. If we don't get you to a doctor, your gonna die. I can't allow that, so
let's go." Stryker said.
"And HOW exactly are we gonna do that?" Ashley asks.
"I think I know how. We're just gonna walk out of here." Stryker says, "Here, put these on."
Stryker said, grabbing the two dead guards and stripping their clothes.
"Hey.. not a bad idea.." She struggles to put the guard's suite on.
"Ok, I'll walk. You get carried out."
Stubbornly, she gives Stryker a tap on the nose with her tail. "I'll be fine.. worry about
your own tail."
"Sorry, but I don't think so. Your wounded." Stryker says
"I'll be fine.. just.. OW!" She groans, falling onto the floor. The shameful shepherd puts her
head on her paws, staring at the wall. "I'm not telling anyone about this.."
"You don't have a choice. They'll all know when they see you and me, laying on a table,
completely helpless. As long as you still have that vial, we'll be fine." Stryker said
"Right here" Ashley holds the vial up in a weak paw.
Stryker grabs her, picks her up, noticing how warm she feels, and runns down the hall with her.
More guards are running in the opposite direction, all running away from them...
"I think this is gonna work.." Stryker whispered in her ear..
She quietly watches the passing guards who are completely oblivious to them.
After a few more moments pass, they reach the exit to the base, and the door automatically
opens. When they get outside, Stryker waves his paw and they both vanish and re-appear in
heaven, right beside Sannabelle and the others. Stryker whispers in Ashley's ear:
"Thank you. I could never of done this without you." He kisses her on her cheek..
She responds with a soft smirk, then shuts her eyes and tries to concentrate on something
funner than the pain.
Anabelle rushes over to them...the next thing that they both remember is waking up in a
hospital room, side by side, unable to move....
"Ugh.....my head. Why do I feel like I've been kicked in the throat?" Stryker mutters, as he
turns and looks at Ashley, surprised to see her there......
"Ashley, you ok?" Stryker asked.
"Fine.. fine. Plenty of morphine to go around" She replies, too lazy to even open her eyes.
"Sanna?! What about Sanna?" Stryker demanded, attempting to sit up but not able to move..
"I'm right here. They gave me the antidote, and I pulled through ok. Thank you both." Sanna
said.
"Hey Banana Queen... I take it your feeling better?" Ashley said
"Somewhat. I still can barely move, walking makes me sick, sitting up causes a great amount of
pain, but other than those...just peachy." Sanna said, laying in bed.
"Join the club." Stryker said.
"Hey Ashley, It might of just been me, but I have something to ask you." Stryker said, turning
to face the german shepard by his side..
She turns her head slightly, looking back at him with a smirk on her muzzle. "Aye?"
"I'd like to go out with you sometime. I know I'm still technically engaged to that she-demon,
but I never loved her. I did it just to get Sanna's powers back. In any case, I'd love to go
out with you." Stryker said
"Think you can tame the gypsy, heh heh.." She sighs softly, still quite exhausted from the
mission. "Sure... why not."
"Actually, I have no intentions of taming you. I like you just the way you are." Stryker said
Chuckles a bit at that, then realizes it hurts to laugh so she stays quiet.
Stryker sighs contently. "I'm lucky. Lucky to be going out on a date with the most charming,
beautiful and intelligent gypsy dog in existence."
She can't help but laugh.
Stryker looks confused.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to make you laugh." Stryker said
She grins to him. "Ah,.. its nothing." Ashley said
"Ok, now to get well and go out on that date." STryker said, "But there is something you should
know up front, Ashley." Stryker said.
"What would that be?" Ashley asks
"I'd never do anything to hurt a friend, or allow anything to hurt a friend. I'm gonna do
things just one way. My way. I can't help it. I'm too stubborn to admit my way may be wrong,
but to protect friend or family, I'd do anything instantly. That's the only thing I cannot
change. It's just...how I am." Stryker said
"Thats fine by me." Ashley says with a smile.
"Just wanted to warn you. That way, if we ever become boyfriend/girlfriend, one day I'm there,
the next I'm gone without warning, then you'd know why.." Stryker said
She grins. "Completely understandable." Ashley said
Anabelle enters the room in time to hear that conversation
"Hi Anabelle." Stryker says, not looking away from Ashley.
Her tail wags contentedly
"You guys will be up and about in a day or so. I"m happy to see you guys made it out in one
piece. Except in your case, Stryker. They had to re-attach your shoulder. It was blown off."
Anabelle said
"Oh yea? Well /I/ got shot." Ashley said
"So? I was poisoned by my homocidal maniacal mother." Sanna said
"Stiiiiiill, mines worse." Ashley said
"Nyu-uh." Sanna said
"Yuh-huh." Ashley said
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A DAY LATER
Stryker meets Ashley at the Flea Bite, outside of it.
"You look absolutely stunning, my dear. Incredibly, undescribably stunning." Stryker said
Wags her tail. "Heh heh, thanks.. you too." Ashley winks to him
Stryker opens the door for her, and waits for her to walk in.
Stryker's tail wags back and forth, slowly, until she winks at him, then it starts going like
a fan..
She nods to Stryker respectfully as she passes, then stops and waits for him.
Stryker closes the door and walks up to her side.
"I've reserved a table for us. Sasha set us up a candle-light dinner." Stryker said
"Oh.. " Ashley grins. "Thats perfect."
Stryker slowly walks to the table and pulls out a chair for her.
She smiles to him as she takes her seat quietly.
Stryker pushes her chair in for her, so she'd be more comfortable, then takes a chair right
beside her. "Thank you for going out with me." Stryker said
"Tis my pleasure" Ashley said
"I'm sorry for being such a jerk the other day, when you came to talk me out of going back on
that crazy assignment. I was way out of line." Stryker said
"Heh.. thats fine. I'm sure I probably would have done the same if I was in your position. I
half to be at least over half as stubborn as you." Ashley grins
"That's not likely. My head is so hard a jack-hammer and a ton of dynamite couldn't put a dent
in it..." Stryker said, grinning back. At that point, Sasha arrives carrying their food and
drinks. She made Spaghetti for them, and pepsi for the drinks. She smiles as she sets the food
in front of them, then turns and leaves..
Ashley smiles to Sasha, then turns to Stryker. "Looks good.."
"Wasn't sure if you liked spaghetti, but I figured you would, so.." Stryker said
"Its perfect" Ashley said
"And so are you." Stryker said
Ashley grins, her ears flopped over.
"Shall we eat, before our food gets cold?" Stryker asks
"Of course." Ashley said, as she gives the food a sniff, her tail wagging.
"Yeah.. this looks great" Ashley said.
Stryker watches Ashley eat her food, waiting and slowly eating his. He watched her eat until
he found what he was looking for...a nice, long strand of spaghetti. When she started eating
that piece, Stryker casually started eating the other end..
Slupring up the spaghetti, she comes nose to nose with the Husky
Stryker kisses her on her lips, noticing that she's a very good kisser...
Ashley gives Stryker a suave look, her eyes friendly and her emotions at ease.
"Would you care to dance?" Stryker asks
"All right." Ashley says.
Stryker stands up, walks over to the juke-box?, and selects a slow song for them. He walks back
to her and extends a paw..
Ashley takes his paw and stands
Stryker holds one of her paws in his, and places his arm around her back, then pulls her in
close to him, and starts to dance with her, always looking in her beautiful eyes..
Ashley's tail sways back and forth, she is content in the husky's arms.
Stryker forgets himself while dancing with her, and kisses her again..
"I've never felt this content, or been this happy with anyone." Stryker says
Ashley sighs "Same.. you definately have more manners then the last fellow I was with..." She
says as she and him continue to dance
"Your definitely a lot nicer and far more beautiful then either of the people I've been with.."
Stryker says, as Ashley chuckles softly
"And you have far more courage then either of them." Stryker says
"Ah, its what living on the streets your entire life will do to you." Ashley says, Grinning
"I've never meant what I'm going to say to you when I've said it to anyone before. I've said
I love you to Belladonna, and definitely did not mean it. But I do believe I'm falling in
love with you." Stryker said
Ashley smiles softly, gazing gently at him
Stryker dances with Ashley, feeling content just to be near her.
"Hey Ashley, would you like to go out with me again sometime?" Stryker asked
"Of course.. that would be nice." She said, smiling
"Thank you. For everything." Stryker said as the song ended.
Her tail gently thwaped against his tail.
Stryker, finally giving up on resisting his urges, picked her
up and gave her the best kiss on her lips he could, hugging
her while he did.
Ashley fell limp in the Husky's paws, meer silly putty at this point
Stryker's tail wrapped itself around hers, and Stryker continued to
hug her, but he carried her over to the couch and sat down with her,
just hugging her...
Ashley gave Stryker a lick on the nose.
Stryker rubs his head against hers, nuzzling her cheek with his muzzle.
Ashley began to rest her head on his shoulder.
Stryker rests his head on her shoulder, right next to hers.
"Now it's official. I love you." Stryker said.
Ashley nuzzles close to him
Sasha walks out of the kitchen to get their plates of food,
sees them and turns right around and walks back in, while
Stryker just sighs contently..
Ashley starts to fall asleep, snuggled next to the husky
Stryker silently prays to the Lord Almighty that this
moment would never end...
Sasha noticed they were getting pretty comfortable out
there, and when Ashley started to fall asleep, Ashely
started to put Stryker to sleep too, and Sasha grabbed
a blanket and walked out and draped it over them,
letting them sleep on the couch... |
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