Death for Hire

[Melville's Best Friend]

Death For Hire
By Melville?s Best Friend

?There?s no hope for people like us.?
The car drove as quickly as it could, considering the rain threatened to drown the city. She continued on the path that would lead her to headquarters. A screen in her car allowed her to speak, face-to-face, so to speak, with her superior, Quatre Winner.
?What do you mean by that, Quatre?? she asked, slightly making eye contact with the screen.
?This world is too pure for people who shed the blood of innocent? he replied. She smirked.
?You think the men I hunt are innocent?? she laughed before continuing. ?I only kill hose unwilling to change. There?s nothing wrong with what we do. As for what I think you meant by your earlier statement..? she paused, ?I think there?s a way for us to still be pure. We can still manage to secure some form of human emotions.? The car screeched as it went quickly around a curve. ?However confused by our own feelings we are, we still seem to suppress what matters. We love, and fear, and, although we may not be able to express them as readily as normal people, we have a place in our souls for feelings.?
He smiled at her. ?You?re so strong, Relena. I never could match your strength.?
?You?re only saying that because you can?t stand the sight of blood. I admire you for working behind the scenes, actually. It makes my job a lot easier.? The car screeched to a halt outside a mansion. ?I?ll see you in a minute? she stated as she turned off the intercom. As soon as she stepped outside of her car, a motorcycle pulled up behind her. She turned around to see who it was.
?Heero Yuy. I didn?t think I?d see you for awhile?? she casually stated. She never could admit to herself that the man in front of her, though the most deadly assassin in the universe, also happened to be the most gorgeous man she?d ever seen in her life-dead or not. He stepped off his motorcycle and looked at her. ?I thought you were on an extended mission? he said. ?It was an easy assignment. I thought you were on an extended mission, too. What happened, did you botch your mission, Yuy?? she asked. The two had made their way up to the steps of the mansion. ?We?re both quick, I guess.? She looked at his soaked form. She would?ve chided him about catching a cold, but she suddenly remembered what she and Quatre had been talking about. Heero Yuy was the least human of them all. She suddenly felt sorry for him, and she stepped closer to him, to give him some heat from her body without openly suggesting her concern. He stepped back. ?I?m fine. Don?t worry about me. We?ve got bigger concerns on our hands-like what Quatre wants with just the two of us.? Realizing what he said was true, she took a step backwards, just as a screen came up in front of them. A robotic voice, and the outline of a human greeted them. ?State your names? it commanded. ?Yuy? ?Darlain? They were accepted into the mansion, and had no sooner stepped inside, then they where zipped to another room.
They were now in Quatre?s office. The two stepped out of the nauseatingly fast transporter, and made their way to their commander. ?I really wish he?d find a different method of transportation from one room to the next? Relena stated. She heard Quarte chuckle. He greeted them with a nod, which also meant for them to sit. Neither took the invitation. ?You may want to sit down after you hear this? he sated. The two remained standing. Knowing they both were incredibly stubborn, he let it slide, and moved on to the point of the meeting.
?I suppose you both know that you two are the top agents of this organization.? They continued to stare. ?As such, your superiors and I feel that you are the best to qualify for the mission to which we?re sending you. I trust you both know of the underground group, Steam? They?ve dramatically been increasing in numbers.? He handed them a portfolio of the group. ?We have reason to believe that they?re going to surface very soon. We?re not sure what kind of weaponry they posses, but we know that it?s new technology, and we assume they could destroy an entire city.?
?Why are you telling us this now?? Relena questioned.
?We had no real proof, or any reason to stop them. However, in the past few weeks, there have been a record number of killings of top ranking officials. I think it?s global domination they?re planning.?
?Why stop there? I?m sure they want the colonies, too.?
?There?s no point in controlling the colonies. There?s nothing up there worth controlling.? He paused a moment. ?Your mission is to infiltrate their organization by becoming key parts of Steam yourselves.?
?Quatre, if they catch us?? ?You can?t afford to be caught. You?ll have to do some major acting, you two. Our entire team will be working behind the scenes, so if you need anything, they?ll get it to you.?
?If we get caught, all info. we have on this place has to be destroyed. They can get the information we have on this base, and use it to destroy our organization. I don?t know about Yuy, but I?ve not been rained to fight most of the drugs they?ll give me for me to talk.? Relena said.
?There is a drug that can kill if you take it orally. You?ll be dead within seconds. They won?t be able to find it. It will be hidden in your jewelry-watches or rings?? Quatre looked at them. ?Are you in? Will you take on this mission??
?I have nothing to loose.? Relena stated. ?Mission accepted?
The two were dealt with some major training after they?d agreed. Relena was sore after every session she had. She entered her chamber after a day?s workout, panting. She laid down on her bed, and felt herself drifting to sleep. As she was about to doze off, Heero entered the room. ?What?s up?? she asked without even opening her eyes.
?We have to pose as a married couple.? He stated, his voice as monotonous as ever.
No big deal. She?s worked this way before.
?What?s your point?? she asked, eyes still closed.
?Can you act like you?re in love?? he asked. She sat up, looking at him. This guy was impossible.
?I can, yes. It?s you I?m worried about. You?re about as emotionless as the toilet.? She lay back down, trying once again, to fall asleep. He wouldn?t let her. He started going over their names, and how they should act, and blahdy blahdy blah. Somewhere in his muttering she managed to get a few seconds to say: ?Do you not see me, here, in my bed, trying to sleep?? He paused for a moment, and then started up again. She sat up to take in all the info. They were mister and misses Johnson. She was Anita Marie, and he was Jeffery Allen. She laughed. Jeffery Allen Johnson. A death look from his cold eyes made her silent.
?We build weapons and own multiple factories. We are currently trying to eliminate our competition, which also happens to be our assignment?s competition. We both were top rank assassins before we moved into this business.?
?How did we meet?? The girls asked with her eyes closed.
?I don?t think that?s relevant.?
?It will be.?
?Hn. Get some rest. We?ll be intensifying training tomorrow.?
?Right. Sleep. Now why didn?t I think of that?? she said as she watched him leave her room.

He wasn?t lying. Her series of training not only intensified, it would drive any regular human mad. She learned new fighting techniques, new weapon systems, stealth exorcizes, piloting maneuvers, and when all was said and done, how to do build a weapon of mass destruction. When all was finished, Quatre placed them officially on duty.
He met his ?would-be? partner on Amial Bridge one night. His contact was right on time.
?Are you Allen??
?Yeah.?
?Good. My name is??
?Keith Edwards, owner of the most infamous weapons system in the universe.?
?I see my reputation proceeds me.?
?Do we have a deal Keith??
?I don?t make deals on some street. I need proof you are what you say you are, and not some cop.?
The darkness covered his smile. ?I can assure you I?m not a cop.?
?Eh? Is that right??
Heero saw the man?s eyes dart quickly to his right, and he was soon face to face with the barrel of another man?s gun.
?I thought you were the one who said only ourselves need attend this meeting.?
?Forgive me for taking precautions.?
?What do I need to prove to you??
?Max, back off. I trust him enough to know that he?s not that stupid. But just in case,?.?
Max did a thorough search of Heero. When no weapon was found, Keith continued.
?I want to know you?re after the same thing we are. Why do you want Tanker?s company demolished??
?He?s crossed the lines when it came to deals we made. He?s gonna? pay. They always do.?
?You?re lying scum. Can?tcha see it, Keith? He?s a bloody liar. He just wants to run the whole company!? The lackey grabbed Heero by his shirt.
?If I were you, I?d back away now.?
?Max! Let him go!?
?Sir, I can?t. I don?t trust him.?
?Listen to your superior, boy.?
?MAX! LET HIM GO!?
Before the boy had the opportunity to reply, he was shot in the head. Heero stood still as Keith looked in amazement. Before the two men stood an illustrious woman. Her hair caught every light from the heavens above, giving her the false appearance of an angel. She wore tight dark blue jeans. Heero had told her they would cut off her circulation, but it seemed they were having the desired effect when she looked at Keith. Her shirt was black, clung to every curve she had. The neckline showed way more than would be deemed decent, and had Keith marveling at the very sight of her.
?You should have listened to your superior.? She looked up at Keith. ?I hear good help is hard to find these days.?
He cleared his throat. ?Who are you??
?You can call me Nita. I work for master Allen.?
?Do you? He found a good one, he did.?
?Yes, well. Mr. Keith,? she walked over to him, and bore her eyes into his. She had this man wrapped around her little finger. His arousal was more than obvious.
?Do we have a deal?? she whispered into his ear.
?Y?Yes. We will contact you tomorrow, and we will pick you both up.?
?Don?t worry about that.? She walked away from him. She and Heero walked down the street.
?We know where to find you.? She shouted before they were out of sight.

?I bought that deal for you, I hope you know that.?
?That?s what woman assassins are for. You close and open a deal with your legs.?
?Hm. That?s very true. A woman can flaunt it much more than a man can. But I want to hear you say it.?
He looked at her. Her cocky attitude both pleased and disgusted him.
?Are you saying I can?t seduce my prey??
?Yes. Not on this case. You?ll be lucky if you find one woman. And even if you do,? she flopped down on the bed, ?they won?t have nearly as much of an appeal as I do.?
She was right. He gave up on her, and started typing away at his laptop. The two had had to rent a hotel, and follow their targets from that location. It was obvious they couldn?t go back to HQ. They would stay here and wait for their orders. Eventually, they would kill every member of Keith?s operation.


Disclaimer: Self-explanatory. I lied, I know, but I had this fic in the back of my computer, and I remembered it, and now it?s posted. Yet again, if you want a second, write me. Thanx, peoples!
Much love,
Melville?s Best Friend

[wicked]

MBF, I'm starting to get mad at you! Why are you putting out so many interesting fic's for me to read? First it was College Girl, then Of Mystical Gates, and now this one! Argh! I beg you to not post anything new otherwise I'll become overwhelmed and won't remember what I've read and then I'll be mixing and matching and the next thing I'll know...I'll be instituted for thinking my accounting professor is one of the G-boys and my religious studies teacher is Trieze! Just kidding.

Yes I like this story, once again a very interesting premise that I'm extremely interested in knowing where it will head (besides the hopeful union of two certain people). *sigh* People like you (and Rose, and KMF, and Goldberry and countless others) make me jealous. So many good plots, so little time, and then there's me. *sigh* Of course a second chapter would be much appreciated.

~Wicked Child

p.s. I forgive you for lying.

[Melville's Best Friend]

Wicked, I love all the responses! Now I have to finish all those! *sigh*
Oh well, at least I'm getting positive feedback. Listen, though, don't compare me to the other writers, because I'm jealous of them. They are very talented people who deserve to be told so. YOU ARE VERY TALENTED PEOPLE! How was that? Was that good? Yeah? Okay!
Wicked, I'mo keep posting just for you! YAY FOR WICKED!!!!!
Thanks again for your faboo replies. They mean so much to me, but you already knew that!
Love ya'!
~MBF