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I'm The One Who Waits For You...; Metallica, Iron Maiden, James/OFC
Topic Started: November 24, 2009, 5:26 pm (66,478 Views)
elena
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He seems a good guy but I'm still afraid that he could trade her. :(
The story rules! :horns2
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Oh Hell
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While he seems like a decent enough guy, he doesn't seem to like Angel all that much.
I hope he doesn't turn her over...
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Janee
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I can't wait for a new chapter :dance :dance :dance
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Olyamet
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Jäger.....

Thank you!

I love you girls! :heart:

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XXVIII. ...And Justice For All






(Bruce's POV)





After Ray finished telling us about the case everyone on the plane went quiet and I drifted into my thoughts. I couldn't stop thinking that my little sister in the hands of a killer. Where was he holding her? Is she okay? I knew my sibling well and I knew she would kill him if he tried to come close, unless she was unconscious or tied up... no ties wouldn't hold her too long...

It had been eleven days since she went missing, can you keep someone out for that long? He had to, once she is awake, he has no chance of coming anywhere near her, she's not exactly the helpless girly type. If he was keeping her tied up, it had to be some pretty strong rope to hold the fury of hurricane Hell Angel. My fingers dug into the chair. Fuck!

The last time I felt this helpless was when she was in the hospital after our uncle attacked her. I was her big brother and I wasn't there to protect her. I wanted to kill him, but he was already dead. All I could do was sit by her day and night and hold her hand in mine.

How did I let this happen again? I just can't believe none of us ever thought that this bastard that toured with us, that was accepted as a part of our crew... I felt anger suffocating me, boiling in my veins, and hit the arm rest with my fist. But this time... this time, I'll have my revenge, he is so fucking dead! I will rip his limbs off one by one, painfully slow... I'll make him pay!

I got up and walked to the front of the plane, my teeth grinding with frustration as I tried to control my anger, which was pounding heavily in my head. I turned and met James' eyes, reading the same thoughts in his face. He was sitting with a clenched jaw, the grip of his hands on the armrests so tight that his fingers turned completely white.

Who ever gets to that dickhead first, me or James, we will make him pay.

The pilot announced that we were starting our landing and asked us to turn our cell phones off. I went back to my seat and noticed Lars had finally hung up on whoever he was talking to. He grabbed a bottle of water and downed it in a few gulps, turning to Ray.

“So, what's the plan for mission 'you're going focking down cocksucker'?”

“We're going to the American Embassy first, to meet with the Interpol guys. After that we, and I mean me, my officers, and the Interpol representatives go in for the arrest and then...” Ray looked at his watch.

“Let's see, Cambodia is twelve hours ahead... so... Fuck! It's eight pm here... shit! The embassy is closed, we'll have to wait until morn--”

“Tell me what hotel he's in.” James' voice rumbled in the small cabin, covering the engine noise.

“James... you can't see him, it has to be done by the rules, it has t-”

“Ray, I'm going to find him, with your help or without it. I've waited long enough following the fucking rules. I'm fucking done.”

“He's at Inter Continental, room five hundred seventy-six.” Lars stretched his arms and leaned back into his chair.”It's forty minutes from the airport.”

“How did you know that?” Ray turned his attention to the drummer.

“What? Like it's focking hard? All you need is a phone and a last name. What do you think I was doing for the last two hours? Everything is set, rental car is waiting, hotel rooms booked, we're staying in the same hotel, I even found out where the focking Bentley factory is, I doubt he's hiding her in his hotel room...”

“Fuck, guys. You will cost me my job. Please don't interfere.” Ray pleaded, standing up to face us.

“Who's interfering? We're just visiting someone we know, nothing to do with your case. Just a 'friendly' visit.” Steve emphasized his words by smashing his right fist into his left palm.



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Woop woop! Go Lars go! Found the embassy bloke, now find Chris and KILL THE BASTARD!
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There's not too many fics on here where Lars does a good thing, but, this time he definitely did!! Go Larsypoo!! :)
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mishmash
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ouuuu, shit is about to go dooooown :biggrin :P

This is going to be very interesting!
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Auluna Raie
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Oh Lars! You devious little elf! C'mere! :huggie:
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Kimmi
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Way to go, Lars ! :biggrin :biggrin
And who should I bet my money on... who'll be the first one to get his hands on freak-o Chris ?
More, more, more !! :nanner2:
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Janee
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:lol: :lol: :lol: this is going to be good :cool :cool let's kill 'em all :lol:
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elena
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Lars was the man! :horns2
I hope Chris will pay. :angry
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MetalSanta
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Imitations are pale...
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:skull :rockdevil: TIME FOR REVENGE :rockdevil: :skull
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Olyamet
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Girls I love you!
Thank you so much, to taking time and comment!


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(Angel's POV)






Before starting our night trip I managed to wash the cement, dust, and dirt off my face in the stream that had brought me here last night and quickly changed my clothes. Feeling refreshed and full of strength, I was determined to walk as fast as I could.

The only thing that was bothering me was the unstoppable and very annoying itching-burning pain of the wound on my wrist. The skin around the cut was red and swollen, I soaked my scarf in the cool water and wrapped it around my arm, welcoming the immediate relief. When I came back inside, Max looked at me and raised his eyebrows.

“Wow, I was wrong! Now I can see, you'll make a very high prized trophy! If I sell you on the market, I can get enough to live here comfortably for a few years... hm.. that's a good idea.”

“Watch it, Indiana Bears, or you may find your tranquilizer gun where the sun don't shine!”

“Like in a cave? The sun never shines in a cave.” He smiled at me.

“You can call it cave, but really it's more of a cavity.” I grinned back at him.

“You'll have to take my riffle away from me first.” He gripped into gun belt with his hand, his expression turned to an intended mean look.

“Not really a problem, trust me.” I picked up my bag and walked out of the temple. He stopped me at the entrance.

“Do you even know how to use it? Other than as a shove stick?” His eyes were smiling.

“Sure, James and I hunt every year and...” I stopped mid-sentence when I saw Max's face change.

“I'm sure it's a lot of fun, killing defenseless animals.” He spat out.

“Max... I'm sorry, I never thought about it this way... we only hunt in the season, when there's is too many dear in our area...”

He just walked past me without saying a word. Fuck... why did I bring up the hunting? He hates people who hunt animals. Great... now he'll think I'm just a heartless killer.

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Max was leading the way with me following him closely. Thank God for the full moon, the darkness was less thick and it was easier to make our way through the forest. After an hour of silence, he started talking, and I was grateful that he wasn't angry at me anymore. After days of imprisonment, unable to speak to anyone, I craved the company. He got back to his favorite topic and I enjoyed his lecture about local wild life.

He told me that wild animals do not hunt on humans and will only attack if they're surprised, cornered, or defending their young. Sometimes, when hunters diminished their food supply, starvation would turn them in man eaters. After a few hours of talking about the habits of different predators he suddenly stopped and raised his hand in a gesture of silence. He turned to me, beaming with excitement and lowered his voice.

“Look right there on the top of that ridge.” He pointed at the hill top highlighted by the moonlight.

“What am I looking at?” I whispered back, looking in that direction and not noticing anything.

“Panthera tigris corbetti, also known as the Indochinese Tiger, very common in this part of the world, nice big male.”

For a second I saw slight movement in the bushes and then a bright flash of tiger fur between the bushes. The ridge was far from us and I relaxed. Despite Max's lecture I didn't want to face a tiger armed only with darts and see by practice if the king of the jungle decided to have steak à la Angel for dinner. Max would probably be to busy admiring the wild animal and trying to film it in attack mode..

Speaking of Max, how in the hell did he know it was a male? I couldn't even see the tiger's body in full, much less body parts. Is he trying to show off in front of the girl? Uh, I hate when guys do that! Before I could even think it through, my mouth opened with a sarcastic, acid dripping remark.

“Wow, I didn't know you had a such good night vision, I mean, to see that good, to be able to say it's a male...” I bit my tongue and tried to pull on an innocent smile but Max read my sarcasm loud and clear and glared at me.

“I know it was a male because at this time of the year females have cubs, this one was alone. I'm glad it was a male, females are always bad tempered and troublesome in all species, and should be avoided.”

All I could do is smile back. You win Max, ball is in my corner.

“Okay, mister smarty pants. Tell me, are there any animals that do hunt humans for food?” I really didn't wanted to know, especially if they lived here, but I needed to get back on the good side of my companion. He loves to talk about animals, so I'll let him talk.

“Bears are the only mammals that see humans as prey, mainly brown and grisly bears. And polar bears, but they don't live in this part of the world.”

I heard his voice soften when he started his babble about his favorite subject, bears. I tried to listen, but soon got bored and drifted in my own thoughts, playing out memories in my head and trying to ignore the growing throbbing in my wrist. Now the pain had spread to my arm and it started felling heavy, and hot.

As we walked through the forest Max was picking edible fruits and handing them to me. We refilled the bottles with water from a small creek, my new friend had some water purifying tablets that he shared with me and once again I thanked God for sending me someone to help.

I'm not exactly a helpless Goldy Locks, but when you know nothing about plants or animals of the part of the world you're stuck in... I don't even know what is poisonous and what isn't here... I wouldn't be able to survive here on my own.

By sunrise, we made our way to a mountain and soon found a half open cave suitable for daylight rest. I was used to staying up all night and usually this time of the morning I would crash and fall asleep. Max looked like he was barely keeping his eyes open too.

“Should we take turns and watch for animals and hunters?” I looked at Max, suppressing a yawn.

“Our hunters wouldn't see us here, as for the animals, I have something...” He dug into his backpack, pulling out a bottle filled with a yellow substance and I grimace.

“Oh... Please don't tell me it's urine.”

“You watch too many movies, it's just a citrus concentrate, animals hate it, too strong for their sensitive noses.” Max smirked at me and sprayed some of the liquid on ground around our 'hotel'. Then he made himself comfortable, laying down closer to the entrance of the cave and turned to me.

“Have nice day dreams, Angel.”

“You too, Max.” My eyes refused to stay open and I walked deeper into the cave, inspecting the walls for bugs. Don't want to wake up with something crawling on me. I found the perfect spot and stretched out on the ground. God I can't wait for a nice comfortable bed.... mmmmnnn.... with my husband in it... really can't wait...



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elena
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I still afraid of Max even if he seems a good guy. :rolleyes:
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July 4, 2010, 12:57 pm
females are always bad tempered and troublesome in all species, and should be avoided





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I know... taken out of context, but it still made me grin.
Their conversation was fun to read. Thanks, Olya. :biggrin
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