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WD Spy rule two seventy one

Page history last edited by Sakaki 10 years, 11 months ago

 

 

 

WD Spy rule two seventy one is entitled 'Paradoxically to be truly loved one must first be hated.'

 

Previous rule two seventy:  Ever notice how shit hitting the fan sounds like people screaming?

Next rule two seventy two:  Parental tough love means being able to tell your kids that one day 'I'll need you to not need me'.

Summary page

 

-Short summary-

 

A worst case scenario turns into a nightmare when Lukas and Ruka meet up with the kingpin himself. Ruka's past begins to unfurl and a injury from the past takes shape in the present...

 

-Long summary-

 

Jia groggly opens his eyes only mildly annoyed by all the exploding and debris flying about. After realizing that he had mentally blocked out explosions and debris flying about he leaps up, and quickly falls over. His leg seems to be broken, and he's bleeding from his ankle, but otherwise he's fine. His eyes focusing in the darkness he sees the shape of one Xunshi lying crushed by a slab of what seems to be the ceiling. Jia quickly realizes that this is where he was once lying, and limps over to the area. Xunshi sees him, and with his dying breath cackles and tells him to keep right on living. He won't allow the man who defeated him to die in such a shameful way, and besides that his cute little brother is now left alone to deal with Asahara. Jia realizes this and tries to make haste, but only falls again. He curses his broken leg and pounds the ground before him in frustration.

 

Ruka is barely able to whisper her question to Lukas. She asks him once again if he's serious about everyone else. Lukas turns to her, his eyes wanting to lie but his mouth and brain being on the same team as the truth. He didn't want to be a nag that contacts his team every couple of minutes about location and what not, so he had at least taken the measure of being able to track general location using his communicator. Right now however, not a single person's location is being broadcast to him. Now with an explosion that huge it may just be that everyone's communicators had just stopped working but that is an extremely optimistic and, more importantly unlikely scenario.

 

Ruka hangs her head whispering to herself that everyone has died because they wanted to save her. Why does it have to be this way? She would have died instead if it meant they would have been able to walk out of this alive....why do innocents keep throwing their lives away for her sake? Lukas notes she used a plural in 'innocents', but decides that getting an idea of their surroundings is a higher priority than comforting Ruka. He takes her hand and leads her down a hallway until they reach another corridor.  Lukas glances both ways, and stops when he looks down his left. His eyes bulge and he hoarsely whispers Jax's name before darting out of the corner the two are currently hiding in. Ruka follows him and gasps, her hands flying to her mouth in shock.

 

Jax's helicopter is lodged into the side of the building, debris still falling from the ceiling and making clanking noises as it hits the windshield. There don't seem to be any signs of life from the copter and Lukas can smell what seems to be smoke in the general vicinity. He tells Ruka to stay put while he goes to check out the damage, to which she nods in agreement. Lukas makes his way over to his friends as Ruka glances around nervously, her nerves a wreck from some reason.....a reason besides the bomb that had nearly killed her and may have possibly destroyed her team and the team of her beloved. A shiver dances up her spine, and she turns around slowly before being frozen in fear.

 

Lukas is almost to the copter before stopping suddenly. He realizes the folly in leaving Ruka behind, and calls out to her. When she doesn't respond, he turns and sees her standing frozen, her eyes saucer plates with fear as the main dish. He looks past her and sees what she's looking at, and the butterflies in his stomach lose all sense of reasoning.

 

Slowly walking down the hallway, past the nook the two teens had come from is Chizuo Asahara. Pure darkness seems to billow from behind him, giving his already dark profile an even crueler outline. His face is blank, without emotion; a soldier marching into battle. Lukas can hear Ruka trying pathetically to scream, but her throat like the rest of her body seems to be paralyzed with fear. The Sector seven operative had entertained the thought of meeting Asahara, and had even conceded that he may end up having to face him alone, but that hadn't prepared him for the genuine article. The man doesn't cause fear he is fear. Lukas knows that Ruka is down and out for this fight, because her normal snarky self had fled in fear upon seeing her father. He grits his teeth, both to keep them from chattering, and out of anger. He would have had to really amp up the childhood trauma to elicit this kind of reaction from his daughter.

 

Lukas turns and shouts out a greeting to the cult leader who ignores him and stands before his daughter. Despite her shaking, the tiny Ruka stares up at her father who emotionlessly regards her back. He asks her in English -to keep Lukas in the loop supposedly, if she's had enough fun? Running around with these peons from the government, disobeying him, and of course allowing people to die for her. Ruka manages to gasp out that she won't go back to him, no matter what. The Sector seven operative admires her courage -it had to have taken a buttload of it to say even that much to him. Asahara seems less than thrilled and shakes his head in disapproval. He claims that he failed to raise her properly which is exactly why she needs to stay and be 'educated'. Their family had a tradition; a honor to uphold, and while she also has the blood of that putrid bitch running through her she is still an Asahara. Ruka manages to summon more courage to say that she will not go back with him, and that she has taken her mother's last name 'Deguchi' over his anyway. Asahara's eyes suddenly widen and he slaps her in the face.

 

Lukas roars and dashes over to the father-daughter pair, his notion of self preservation disappearing. He hadn't had a Dad, so although it is unbearably idealistic of him he figures Dads who do stay around should act with conduct befitting a man with children. As he rushes over, Asahara raises his hand again and grabs Ruka's glasses. He then kicks her away and turns to Lukas. Lukas attempts to swing on him, but Asahara jumps back and unleashes a kick. Lukas rolls with it and dives under the cult leader to Ruka. He asks if she's okay, and after she confirms that she is, he turns to Asahara and snaps at him. Hitting a woman is bad enough, but your daughter?!

 

Asahara quietly glares at Lukas scarcely able to mask his anger under apathy any longer. He notes that the damage that had resulted from his bombs had been much less than expected. He asks Lukas in a very even tone if he had anything to do with it? Lukas glares and responds that he has no idea what he's talking about, although he would have done something more if he had known. Asahara seems to accept this answer, but nonetheless lunges at at the teen operative. Lukas tries valiantly to strike the cult leader but his years of experience in hand to hand combat stands firmly on his side. Asahara readies what seems to be a lightning fast punch which the operative prepares to block, but instead the cult leader crushes Ruka's glasses right in front of him. This momentarily stops Lukas in his tracks and this is all Asahara needs. He forces his other palm in Lukas's face which shatters his glasses, and lodges a piece of the glass in his right eye.

 

Lukas yells in pain and doubles over. Ruka screams his name and leaps from where she's lying to be by his side. Asahara grabs her by the neck and forcefully turns her to him. He tells her that what she feels for him isn't 'love', as he made sure as a would be assassin, she wouldn't know the meaning of such a word. She might be 'interested' in him, perhaps even 'fondness' might be something she harbors....but she doesn't know what 'love' is. Ruka struggles against her father's grip, watching Lukas grip his eye and writhe in pain, a pain doubled, no tripled in her heart. Asahara then whispers in her ear that even her mother who should be obligated to love her never once said it did she?

 

Realization hits Ruka hard, and she can feel her body becoming heavier, her vision feeling like its beginning to dim. Each blink seems harder to muster than the last, and it's only now she remembers that she hasn't slept since this whole ordeal began.

 

An diligent 6 year old Ruka Deguchi tots over to her mother to report the going ons of the Asahara household. Daiki buillies his younger sisters although it is her opinion that he's just a big softie. Dad doesn't say much to them, and she still fights with Mizuki over dolls and other things. Most of all, she had started losing her baby teeth! She was going to be a big girl soon and her mommy would have to know about it.

 

Ruka's mother turns to her, a beautiful woman who was at worst in her early thirties. She is quiet but not without a dignity that surpasses words. Each step she takes towards her daughter is filled with grace and refinement, her eyes gentle but firm. She bows in front of her daughter and taking her cheek in her slender hands asks in Japanese why she came here. Ruka blinks out of surprise and replies that she obviously wants to be with her mommy. Daiki and Mizuki have a different mommy, and while she's nice she's not her mommy. What's wrong with wanting to be with her? Ruka's mom sharply rebukes her daughter all without raising her voice. She says in a tone indicating several hundred times of repetition that she should not come here. They share blood, but will not share a bond. She cannot love her, so there is no need for a little girl to be here.

 

Rukas eyes are downcast and with a strength unheard of for a child her age keeps from crying. She turns and slowly walks away, stopping to take one more look at her mother. It is only now that the cage she inhabits as well as the chains that hold her down become visible. Her mother is literally and metaphorically the prisoner of Chizuo Asahara. Ruka's strength gives out upon this sight, as tears fog up her glasses and fall to the ground.

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