The Antidote :Evie and Cyrus Kempra's Training[BHG]

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie’s sight blurred.

A red mess was approaching.

Ares, clad in blood and all the dressings of a body’s insides marched to her side.

The warmth of the hugging animal’s body suddenly left her and she leaned back, supporting herself on her forearms and locking her sharp canines as her wounded chest- a deep gash just above her breast -burned agonizingly.

Her eyes stiffly roamed about her lion’s share. The body suite she had boarded the Jericho in, was now in tattered rags hanging over her near nude frame, her skin soaked scarlet.

“I’m a mess….” she thought, moving a slick gore caked lock of hair from her face.

“we’re a mess.”

“how do I look?" she asked

Shawn suddenly made his way to the scene and she eyed him credulously, placing her arm in front of her chest.

 

[T.J]

"Shawn.....You got alot of guts coming back after I distinctly told you to handle your recruit. I should tan your kriffing hide for disobeying a direct order, but we seem to be in an odd position. So I thank you." Ares took the medkit and wiped off one of his armored gloves on Shawns shirt. "Now get out of hre before I get my second wind and kick your ass."

Ares knelt next to Stasha again, applying more bacta and putting actual medical bandages on her wounds. He hadned her a bacta tank and some guase for her chestm figuring that she would want to handle that. If not she would have to tell him otherwise. Ares then pulled out a emergency blanket from the kit and drped it over her rattling frame.

 

[Arm514ve]

"thought I'd help after I saw she was hurt and saving all you’re lives from being vaped, and besides number two is asleep, but if you'r that upset about it, yes sir I will return to sleeping beauty sir." sawn said saluting and leaving the area and returning to where he had left Cyrus, not mindeing the blood Ares wiped on his shirt do to the fact he had to change anyway.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie fixed her eyes on Shawn with a straight mouth for several minutes and only turned to Ares when he held out gauze in his hand.- she looked down at her chest and back at his palm….

There was ringing in her ears and she scarcely realized she had passed before-

“I passed….”

Her head turned back to Ares mystified.

“I passed!” She jumped to her feet, sending the blanket freashly placed on her shoulders suspended into the air and automatically feeling the effects of her blood loss.

She looked at his out held hand again and asked coarsely:

“well what are you waiting for?”

 

[T.J]

Ares shrugged when he got Stasha's response. He was used to fighting along side women, having to perform operations or be the temporary medic on the field. The female anatomy didnt bother or embarras him. He ripped some of the bantha leather that still covered the large gash on Stasha's chest, quickly applying bacta and gause. Creating a wrap that went completely around her torso.

Picking up his helmet, Ares started walking towards the exit. "We have much to do still. Flimsi work and so much typing. " He said as he walked, mostly talking to himself than to Stasha. As the adrenaline wore off, Ares realized that his leg was infact broken. His armor was supporting his weight for the most part, but he slowly gained a limp.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie was still.

All except the upturned corners of her mouth she was motionless-

She was amused, surprised, sore, ecstatic and fearful all in a stirring blend that heated her stomach.

You made it. Its yours, no one can claim your accomplishment

amongst her shelve of failures a golden trophy now rested.

She looked down at her knees, then up at the lighted ceiling and started to laugh in uncontrollable burst

“Yahahahahha-OW!” she clutched her bosom still chuckling.

“ahhaha~yow! Ow…oh ow….ouch…hahah…oooh…ha- OW! By the force that hurts-hahhaha!”

She made her way with a weak gait to Ares, wobbling with vertigo.

“wait! I think you owe me dinner after that!” she called- then doubled over in pain as if being punished for the premeditation of a chuckle.


She was amused, surprised, sore, ecstatic, fearful…


And a bounty hunter.

 

[spartan 094]

Cyrus woke up and wondered where he was and why his head hurt so badly.

Cyrus looked and realized that he was in a pure white room and that he lost all his equipment and was very very pissed.:CStern:

Ok what happened and where am I and lastly how long have I been out

 

[Arm514ve]

Shawn was half way back to his quarters when one of the droids on the ship walked up and told him Cyrus was re-gaining consciousness, Shawn then went and grabbed his old police officers uniform, adding a green contact to make his eyes match and put on a wig to change his appearance, and changing the badge to a forged one he got for situations like this.

He then let the trainee stew for 15 more minutes before re-entering the room and tossing Cruses goggles on the table and saying to him, adjusting his voice so that it was a little deeper than it was when he went to Ares's office.” I think you may need these” before going on. "You've been busy mister Klempra, do you know how much trouble you gave us to track you down? luckily for us one of our spies saw you in the so called BHG caught you and brought you back here to police head quarters for questioning for the countless murders you have committed including lets see here," Shawn chuckled as he said "Killing your Guardian to, now why would you do such a thing? What do you have to say for you’re self?"

 

[spartan 094]

hmm how this person get some info on me. Cyrus thought to him self.

Cyrus head was hurting and he saw that this guy was a cop and he was not in the mood to deal with this right now. Cyrus also did not want to talk right now. He talked so much today that there was no other time he talked that much like that before. He also thought that a cop in a bounty hunter ship. that knocked him out and brought him here. Unlikely so this much be another part of his training and so far was not liking it.

"Klempra you said Klempra. No no no wrong man. I am Mr. Heth sir. you have the wrong man".

I am going to give him a hard time. He thought to himself

 

[Arm514ve]

"Oh I'm sorry Mr. Heath I didn't know our spy nabbed the wrong guy," as Shawn motioned to let him go, then slamming the data pad on the table with his hands, glaring at Cyrus "do you take me for a fool? Your wanted in twelve systems for assignations, then you have the gull to try to join an organization that gets immunity for crimes by putting in so called community service, you think we were going to let you walk away?"

 

[spartan 094]

"Twelve you say. I find that hard to believe. Last I checked it was five." Cyrus gave the man a big smile." Any ways I walked away from that life two years ago and I did not kill my master and don't think you know anything about my old life." Cyrus was glad to see he had this guy already on the edge. His head still hurt but if he learned one thing over the years as an assassin is to think fast. Your target always changed his plans and he needed to put pieces together fast. Just a little extra push for this guy just to see how he takes this next sentience. He thought.

" Oh and also don't think that all you cops are so innocent. You guys are almost as corrupt as most. How do you think we assassins get our info and can you get me something to write with and something to write on." Cyrus was tired of talking for the day. It took him so much energy just to say a single word now.

He sat there and stared at the man with a straight face with no emotions on it.

 

[Arm514ve]

Shawn was a little surprised at Cyrus’s attitude towards his situation, and the quick toss of his fake persona. "Oh I know plenty of your past life mister Klempra, But I don't think you understand your situation." Shawn was playing it cool until Cyrus mentioned corruption and what it almost cost him in the past Shawn didn't totally blow up on Cyrus but couldn't help but slam Cyruses head on the table as hard as he could avoiding any area that could kill him Saying "no you will not get anything to write with were going to talk." and hoping that it may cause Cyrus to attempts to escape, if not he will just continue to grill him till he did or see if Kal decided to show up to take a crake at the assassin. And with that thought in mind Shawn took out some polarized sun glasses putting them on and primed a flash grenade and put it right infront of Cyruse on the table grabbing his goggles before he could even put them on and shawn braced himself on the wall for the concusion and covered his ears.

 

[spartan 094]

after the slam on the table and the flash grenade that blinded him Cyrus was in no good shape. The blast knocked him to the floor and he slowly got up and sat back on the chair. He was blind now and it would take him five minutes to get his sites back. Cyrus forehead was cute open and his nose was bleeding again. Cyrus ears hurt and where bleeding. He could not think straight and he was dizzy and moving back and forth.

He sat there for a bit to try to recover his mind and his eye site.

Damn that man. For him wanting info from me its not a good idea to disable him from talking or even thinking.He thought

 

[Arm514ve]

"ooh I'm sorry did that hurt?" Shawn said as he took off the sunglases chukuling and tossing Cyrus goggles back at him waiting for him to get up and recover, and thinking to him self I think I went overboared when he saw the blood gushing from Cyruses head.

 

[spartan 094]

Cyrus took the time to recover for six minutes. His eyes site was back and he was able to think again. His head was still hurting but the nose bleeding stopped and his head slowed down. Cyrus took his goggles back and placed them on his head.

"Well yes that did hurt but I would still like to just write down what I want to say. I am getting to tired to talk right now." Cyrus was tired and it took him all his might just to say what he did say.

"I will answer what you want to know in paper nothing more"

 

[Arm514ve]

"Ok then I guess we will sit here quiet then till you feel like talking." shawn said sitting at the other end of the table looking at the data pad infront of him and switch it over to the schematics of the jericho and started reading quietly.

 

[T.J]

The clacking of boots on the metal deck sounded off as Ares walked, he still had a limp, having just gotten out of his previous training session and didnt have time to clean himself up. Gore still caked parts of his armor, even though he had tried to remove some of it before going ot his next meeting. He decided to check on Shawn, wanting to see how far he had gone with the one called Cyrus.

Ares stepped silently through the door as it hissed open. His dark red and silver armor contrasting heavily with the bleach white room. He stepped behind Shawn and tapped him on the shoulder. "You need some help?"

 

[Arm514ve]

"Oh hay boss no but I guess I won't need this disguise no more since you broke the illusion of being in a interogation at the station." shawn said takeing off the wig and removing the contact from his eye. "if you whant to stick around and play with him you can, Cyrus guess the jig is up." Shawn said with a small smile.

 

[T.J]

"Oh my appologies mate." Ares said as he folded his hands behind his back. "I didnt know you were trying to put on a ruse. Ill com you next time to be sure......Either way I think we should keep the interrogation going. We need to figure out if his intentions are true." He said as he stepped from behind Shawn to next to him.

 

[spartan 094]

Cyrus saw the door open and the armor man that was his trainer enter the room. He went and ask if the cop needed help. Cyrus guess was right he was still on the ship.

" I guess it is up but can I still get something to write with." Cyrus smiled back at him

Cyrus was lucky for his guess but he was pissed that they still knocked him out. But this is a test and he will pass it and he still wanted not to talk. The cut on his head stop bleeding and he was starting to get better.