Part XV

Alex gave out a groan as she forced her body up from the stone cold floor. She looked around, her eyes focusing in the darkness. With a start, she realized that it was already dark outside.

<Has it been that long? Just how long have I been asleep anyway? > She thought.

She remembered the trip very clearly. They brought here in the warehouse where she first followed them. They hadn't blindfolded her or anything, confirming her suspicion that they would never let her go out alive.

Then they shoved her here inside this crummy room, the smell of stale meat making her stomach lurch as she tried her best not to puke. She looked around for a potential escape route but found nothing but a small window too high for her to reach.

Just then, she heard the heavy door creak open. From what she heard, she assumed three to four men are walking towards her.

"Pretty little thing, isn't she?" One man said his fingers tracing her face. Alex cringed away from him. "I bet you want us to remove that gag on your mouth, eh?"

"I wonder how her lips will taste like?" Another said. "Too bad you've been very naughty, we could've been nice to you, you know?"

Then without a word, the man's hand went on her chest. Alex desperately squirmed away from him, giving out muffled cries. Then to her surprise, someone knocked the man away from her.

"Idiot!" He yelled. "Fujito-sama said look but don't touch!"

"Hey, don't be such a prick!" the man shouted back. "What Fujito-sama doesn’t know won't hurt him, right?"

Not long after the words tumbled out of his mouth, a loud banging noise came out. And before Alex could move, the man's body tumbled over her, lifeless, blood splotching on her blouse and on her face. She grimaced as the acrid smell of gore all over reached her nostrils.

"That'll teach you not to mess with Fujito-sama's little toys!" Another one yelled.

Despite the situation, Alex found herself frowning with impatience. Just who is this Fujito-sama anyway and why is everybody in fear of him? She then felt someone yanking her up to her feet, the gag on her mouth being removed.

"Leave us."

"Th- that voice." Her mind screamed.

One by one the men exited the room till she was left standing in the dark, an unseen presence before her. She looked around, her eyes desperately searching for the owner of the most familiar voice.

"I see you still have the pretty dimple on your right cheek, Alex." The figure then stepped into the light. "How are you?"

Alex gasped, her eyes widening upon seeing the form slowly emerging from the dark. Tall, beautiful, voluptuous…

"K- Kristine?" She stuttered.

"Yes, I'm glad you still remember me." The woman leered at her.

"H-how can-- this- this-- " Alex began. "You- you are- "

"Dead? No." The woman finished for her. "Surprise, surprise."

With that Alex's eyes narrowed as she looked at the former teammate with obvious hatred. She desperately tried freeing her hands from the thick rope bounding them.

"You bastard!" Alex shouted. "You- you double-crossed us!"

"No, I did not." She said. "You and the others are just so plain stupid. You must understand that I really have to destroy your group. You are a threat to our org. "

"Damn you!"

"You really think I would let someone hurt the org… why, I'm the founder, little sweetheart."

"Y-you are Fujito-sama?" Alex's voice came in a gasp.

"In the flesh, darling." She replied getting closer to her. "Or should I call you kitten?"

"You'll get what's yours, Kristine!" she hissed furiously. "Someday you'll get what's yours."

"Oh just like what happened to Dan and the rest?" Kristine asked mockingly.

"Stop it." Alex said.

"Just like how you ran away from them, leaving them there to die?"

"Stop it!"

She looked up only to find darkness and fire all at the same time. Then she was running.

She tripped.

She looked down and realized she had tripped over a body.

Dan was looking at her, staring at her… but his eyes are blank, lifeless…

She looked at the others… bloody… lifeless… death all around her…

Her only family, her only friends… all dead…

"Yamete!" she screamed, her body trembling, tears falling from her eyes. "Yamete!"

"Just like what will happen to the night cats when they come for you, Alex?"

With that, Alex stopped as flashes of faces slashed inside her mind, voices screaming at her…

"Leave them out of this!" She said silently, her voice stone cold, her eyes menacing. "This is between us!"

"Ohh… you're angry!" Kristine cooed trailing her fingers on her cheek. "Your eyes, they are changing…" Then to Alex's surprise, she felt the older woman press her body against hers.

"Do you know how beautiful you are, Alex?" She asked her voice surprisingly husky. "I remember the day when I first saw you… Dan just made a fresh kill. Your face and body has splotches of the vibrant red color of blood, your eyes sharp with unmistakable rage-- "

"Just what do you think you're doing?" Alex asked as she felt the woman's hand around her waist.

"Since then I've wanted you." She whispered, her face just inches away from her. "I've wanted you so badly."

"You are sick." She whispered with disgust as she desperately squirmed from her grasp. Surprisingly, Kristine's grip became steel wrapping their way around her waist that moving away became impossible.

"Oh yes I'm sick." She whispered back, nuzzling her nose against her cheek. Alex cringed away from her. "It was really stupid of me not to take you when I had the opportunity back then."

"Get away from me."

"You smell good." The woman murmured. Then without a word, she brought her lips against her.

Alex gave out a surprised cry as she violently squirmed from her. She raised her knee and brought it hard against her middle. It was so hard that the woman took her lips away from hers, crying out with pain. Alex immediately ran away from her as she felt her grip loosened.

"You bitch!" Kristine shouted going after her. Before Alex knew what was happening, she felt a stinging pain on her cheek, blood trickling down her lips as she stumbled down on the floor.

"Too fast." She thought as she felt herself being lifted up harshly once again. Then she felt another fresh wave of pain as she received another slap on her cheek.

"Bitch!" Kristine shouted once again. Then she smiled sweetly at her. "Why don't you be a nice little girl? Then I will be nice to you too. Who knows you might enjoy this too."

Alex spat on her face.

"Don't bet on it!" She shouted.

With that, Kristine threw her on the floor. Alex landed with a loud thump, every muscle in her body screaming out with pain. Then without any warning, Kristine pounced on her, her perfectly shaped body lying on top of her.

"Don't fight it Alex." Kristine said huskily her face close. Alex turned sideways, cringing with disgust as she felt the older woman's tongue running across her cheek.

Then to her horror, she felt the woman's hand creeping up to her skirt. She flailed her legs wildly in the air, desperately fighting the soft hands rubbing against her thigh.

<Oh god… > She thought as she felt harsh lips against hers, teeth grating against her soft lip. A loud, painful cry escaped her lips as she felt eager fingers settling against her.

"You like it baby?" came the husky voice in her ears, lips leaving hers momentarily.

<I'm being raped… Oh god make it stop, make it stop… >

She flailed her legs this time violently in attempt to kick her off. Then when she felt her lips settling against her once again she took the opportunity and bit… hard. The other screamed out in pain.

"P---ina mo!" She shouted, this time bringing her fist down on her face. Alex immediately rolled out of her therefore making her fist land against the stone floor. She howled in pain.

"I have to get my hands free!" she thought frantically. With her hands tied, she knows she can't do anything. Screaming would prove to be useless because nobody would even dare help her anyway.

"You are really asking for it huh?!" Kristine shouted as she walked towards her. She pushed her hard on the ground, bracing her body on top of her therefore preventing any escape.

"Why don't you kill me instead?" Alex asked, the sound of death becoming sweeter. "It would really be much easier."

"I prefer a live one and not a lifeless doll under me, Alex." The woman hissed. Then to Alex's horror, she felt Kristine's hands on her chest. With one strong swipe, she tore Alex's blouse away from her, revealing creamy bosom.

"You'll get what's yours, Kristine!" She hissed darkly, her voice condemning her to hell as she felt an eager hand fumbling with the skirt. She finally stopped squirming since every movement brought fresh waves of pain.

"Oh yes, I will finally have you." She whispered looking at her, eyes roaming over her with obvious lust. She licked her lips.

"Beautiful…"

Hands creeping up at her, lips jamming against her, teeth grating, biting…

"I'm willing to bet you still have that tight, maiden head intact… the little genki Weib brat can't give it to you, huh?"

"Yamero!"

Alex looked up upon hearing the most familiar voice. Kristine stopped and lifted herself up from her. She projected a snake-like smile upon seeing her uninvited guests before her.

"Oh its you." She said letting out a feminine giggle. She bent down and retrieved the half-naked Alex from the floor. The four men gasped in shock with what they saw.

"Impressive! You got past my boys! Don't tell me you already killed them? Then she gave out a saucy laugh

"She is still tight boy." She said looking at Omi. She tightened her arms around Alex to keep her from moving. "Too bad I got to taste her first."

"Damn you!" Omi cursed out, his eyes blazing with anger. He got his dart pins, ready and already aimed and well calculated. He was about to throw the lethal things on her when Yohji stopped him.

"What the-- Yohji-kun! Let go!" He shouted squrming.

"Don't be rash." The older man hissed at his ear. "If you do then she dies."

"What do you mean?" Omi demanded. Instead of answering, Yohji's eyes landed on Alex's side. Omi followed him only to find something poking against her ribs. Reluctantly, he dropped his arm.

"Always thought you are the collected one, boy?" Kristine said sweetly, her smile deadly. Then her eyes landed on Yohji. "I see we have a detective here."

"What do we do?" Ken hissed. "We can't be rash here."

"Stall." Aya replied as his eyes calculated the scene before him.

"So why didn't you finish her off in the first place?" Yohji asked walking towards her. Kristine kept the smile on her face, not making an effort to move.

"Simple," she replied smiling lazily. "I want her."

Yohji grinned at her sporting his famous sexy smile. He let his eyes roam appreciatively against her curvy body.

"Just in time." He thought noting her still fully clad in her tight business suit. "God, how come a Filipina beauty such as this could be crazy?"

"You know you can never have her." Yohji said. <Now watch the playboy at work, guys… > he thought.

"You're wrong. I already took her."

"You are bluffing." Yohji said getting closer. Kristine's smile cracked a little.

"Stay away or she dies." She warned pressing the revolver against her even more.

"Then kill her. I don't care." He said.

With that, Aya immediately grabbed hold of Omi's sleeve. Omi turned to him with frustration but the look Aya gave him told him no. Reluctantly he stopped, breathing hard.

Aya's cold eyes then bore against the woman. He knows what Yohji is doing. So the skirt-chasing bum also noticed the woman's demented brain. So damn demented that Yohji saw the opportunity to use it against her.

"Stay back!" She warned, her voice already shaking. By that time, Yohji is already in front of her.

"I said kill her." He cooed softly. "I don't care about her, I care about you."

With that, Kristine's face changed. Yohji blinked with surprise at the sudden transformation.

"This woman is really sick." He thought.

"Save your lies for somebody else, Anthony!" She shouted, her cool and collected façade already cracking. Yohji smiled lazily. She is already falling apart.

"I'm not lying." He said softly. Kristine then finally dropped Alex on the floor as she started pointing the gun at Yohji.

"Got to get free!" Alex thought frantically as she wriggled her hands. She bit her lip from crying with pain as she felt the nasty rough texture of the rop grinding against her soft, tender skin.

"Yes you are!" she shouted. "All men lie!"

"No, not me." he answered coolly walking around her, his back safely against the wall. Then Yohji smirked upon noting the woman's face.

<Transformation complete. Get ready for the big show…! >

"Anthony is that you?"

"Yes." Yohji answered.

"B-but that's impossible! I already killed you! And I killed the whole Crasher unit, the threat to our business darling! And the little bitch stealing you away from me!"

"You did?"

"You are back to haunt me, aren't you?!" She screamed fearfully, her eyes widening. "You are haunting me! Go away! I already killed you!"

"Come on!" Alex's mind screamed as she felt the ropes starting to loosen a little.

"No, I don't think so." Yohji answered twisting her mind a little more till he heard her insane cry.

"Oh shit! She is going to shoot!" She thought madly looking at Yohji, her hands working furiously. Just then she felt the ropes finally loosening completely. "Yes!" she cried out, her bruised hands finally free!

"Go away! Don't come near me!" She positioned the gun and no sooner a loud bang shot through.

"Yohji!" They all shouted.

"I got you! I got you!" She said in a sing-song voice. "You won't haunt me again, you bastard! I got you!"

"Y-yohji-kun…?" Ken began upon noting his body lying on the ground.

"Now Omi! Now!" Alex screamed.

"I got you! I got you! I got-- "

Kristine stopped as she felt something sharp against her chest. She looked down only to find three dart pins sticking out of her bosom, one straight to the heart. Her eyes widened as she felt her body becoming numb, trembling, the poison immediately spreading, aiming at the heart.

Then to everybody's surprise, she laughed. A scary loud laugh as she tumbled down on the floor. After a few seconds, her body stopped shaking as she let out her last breath, eyes wide open.

"Alex!" Omi shouted running after her. He knelt down and immediately scooped her in his arms.

"Omi…" She cried as Omi rained her face with kisses.

"I thought I've lost you." He said near to tears. He immediately took his jacked off and draped it over her body.

Alex's lips trembled as she buried her face against his chest. Then she looked up only to find Aya looking down on her, his eyes with obvious concern.

"Did she?"

"No." She quickly answered.

With that Omi looked at her, his smile widening. Then without a tinge of shyness, he captured her lips with his, kissing her fervently in front of his sickened and shocked teammates.

"Oh brother…" Ken groaned a blush tinting his cheek as he turned away. Aya turned away disgustedly as well.

"Now it ain't that sweet."

"Yohji?!" They exclaimed as the older man stood up, brushing the dirt off his trench. He smiled obviously pleased to see Aya shock as well. Damn! He wished he had brought his camera along. Now Aya's shocked and spooked face would truly be a Kodak moment.

"How- wha- " Ken began his jaw dropping slightly.

"Thought I was dead?" He asked standing up. Omi stood up as well, assisting Alex up.

"Apparently this little Crasher here was very fast." He said patting Alex on her head.

"How?" Omi asked frowning.

"She immediately pulled my feet just in time." He replied. "It was a nasty fall, and if I hadn't braced my arm, my face would've been cracked but not bad… " He stopped and turned to Alex.

"You saved my life, kitten." He said smiling softly. As her reply, Alex jumped onto him, her arms around his neck. Yohji gave a laugh.

"Whoa!" He hooted as he returned the affectionate hug. Ken smiled upon seeing the heart-wrenching scene before him. Then he frowned.

"Oh what the hell?!" He started as he joined the two, hugging them with all his might.

"You scared the shit out of us, Alex-chan!" He said. Alex laughed as she felt Omi joining in too. Then she stopped. Unclasping her arms, she turned to Aya who was watching them with a no-nonsense expression on his face, arms across his chest.

"You're not happy to see me, Aya-kun?" She asked playfully.

"What you did was stupid. You should've slept!"

With that everybody frowned then they burst out laughing. Aya turned away furiously, feeling stupid and duped at the same time. Then without any warning, Alex threw herself at him that he stumbled backwards, momentarily losing his balance.

"You are really terrible when it comes to this, you know that, Aya-neechan?" She whispered in his ear.

"Hn." He retorted grumpily but nevertheless returning the affectionate hug. Then after a moment, he spoke.

"Ikou!"

"Where?" Alex asked. He turned to her, his nose wrinkling.

"Home. You smell like shit." He said walking away from them.

"Hey! I've been cooped up in this warehouse like-- what-- forever?!" Alex retorted as she followed them.

"Yeah, since when did you take a bath, Alex-chan?" Ken asked laughing as they walked out of the building.

"This is not fair!" Alex protested.

"Yeah not fair at all." Yohji said. "You're killing poor li'l us with your stench."

"Hey!"

"You will go straight in the bathroom when we get home young lady." Aya said as he slid inside the car.

"Oh man… my car!" Groaned Yohji disdainfully as Alex slid inside.

"It's your fault! I stink because it took you forever to come!" She cried out pouting.

"Brat." They all said simultaneously as Yohji started the ignition.

Alex was about to answer back when she felt a warm hand on top of her. Turning beside her, she smiled softly at Omi.

"Everything's all right now, ne?" She asked. Omi nodded.

"Yes, Alex. Everything's all right." He replied as they sped on the highway.