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Futuristic Those That are Hunted

Hayden smiled back, he wasn't expecting Vulcan to run. While Vulcan was still on hearing range, Hayden exclaimed, "Oh! And say hi to Kyle for me!"
 
Vulcan ignored the message. Vulcan just wanted to get back into town, get back to Amelie. His running quickly got him to the edge of the forest, from where he could see the rooftops of the smaller houses in the suburbs and the silhouettes of the skyscrapers in the distance. Vulcan was out of breath from all that running through the forest and from jumping and climbing over obstacles like fallen trees. He also had to circle around a group of mountaineers so they wouldn't see him. He has had enough action for one day. Vulcan pushed himself to run the last bit of the grassland and melt in with the small dark alleys from before, then finally turned human again. The watch was working just fine. Hopefully he wouldn't have to answer questions like where he had been in the past few hours, why, what he had done and all that sort. Vulcan imagined what Amelie could be doing right now. She couldn't go for a walk like he just did so she was probably bored to death in the hotel room. Vulcan decided to bring her a present as well. He couldn't return empty handed, now could he. When he was just a few hundred meters away from Lucky Inn he entered a Chinese restaurant and ordered the largest rice dish takeaway they had available. Amelie might eat like a sparrow, but he ate like a wolf. On the way back he stole a carnation on the sly from someones front garden and got back to the inn, knocking on the door of their room and entering, leaving the box of rice on the table, handing her the flower. "Hello, beautiful. How was your day?"
 
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When Amelie woke up, Vulcan had been long gone. Her arm patted around the bed searching for a hest source. When she found none she sat up and rubbed her eyes. ~I still want to sleep more.~ Looking around she didn't fine Vulcan. She assumed hw went out to get some clothes. If he wasn't back in an hour she'd go look for him. Getting up to go take a shower, Amelie noticed the carton on the ground as well as the plastic case. "Now that is new." Upon close inspection. She found that the case had originally had guns in it. "Now where would you be going with guns?" That bothered her a little bit. If it was some place dangerous he shouldn't have left without her. Amelie knew he would be fine on his own but in the back of her mind she was worried for him. "I'll go look after I shower." She saw the single Kevlar suit on the bed. Assuming it was hers she brought it into the bathroom with her. After undressing, Amelie took off the bandage. She looked in the mirror and ran her finger lightly over the stich in her chest. Her face sadden. Amelie always had flawless skin and now she had a giant scar that will be forever there. After and few minutes she turned the bath on. ~Can't get the stitches really wet yet.~


When she got out, Vulcan still wasn't back. her patience was dwindling. Amelie could be patient when she wanted to but that was only with her superiors, not with people who were her equal and below. Hearing a knock on the door she wondered who it could be. ~ Vulcan would have just came in...or maybe not. For all I know he was to make sure he doesn't walk in on me changing.~ Amelie pictured the scenario. It ended with an ice dagger in a limb or two. She started laughing at that but then stopped herself when Vulcan came in. All she could look at was his hair and face. Something was off. ~oh! He got all cleaned up.~ Hearing him call her beautiful she frowned. "Don't call me that. Other girls you've been with may have liked it but I don't." She didn't know why but nicknames made her feel pathetic. "I see you brought food and...flowers?" Amelie got up and walked over to him. "What's the occasion?"


(Sorry for it being short. I'm getting ready for work and won't be on till later in the afternoon)
 
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( Yeah... okay fine but he's serious old now like 96 or something, he pretty much can't do anything but command and stuff )
 
(Edited my post. Also I wanted to know if you all where witb a small time skip. I don't want it to be like BAM the next day Amelie is all healed.)
 
"I'm sorry. And there shouldn't be an occasion to make a present to someone... you like." He handed her the flower, quickly turning around in order for Amelie not to see him blush and went to unpack the still hot meal, splitting his pair of chopsticks. It wasn't anything fancy but quite traditional - with rice, meat, eggs and vegetables. "You hungry? Because I know I am. Dig in." Now! Chewing practice! You hear me? Don't you dare stuff your face like a beast!


 
Vulcan took a seat in one of the chairs by the table and adjusted the utensils in his hand. It was hard eating with chopsticks but it was said that they made you eat slower and in smaller portions. If he was alone he would probably turn and literally wolf down all the food in just a few seconds, but he didn't want to leave Amelie with a bad impression, especially while trying to impress her. Chinese food was far from his favorite type of food but what better thing to eat with chopsticks than rice. Tomorrow I'll be looking for a Bulgarian restaurant and that's that. "So, you never told me how your day went? Did you spend the whole morning in here?" Change of topic.


 
(I've got an idea so lets speed up the other day if that's okay.)
 
Amelie smiled softly at him. It's been a while since someone has been so nice to her. She took the flower and smelled it. ~So nice.~ She pit the flower on the bed and then picked up the other pair of chopsticks. "I'm starving." She took a seat next to him at the table. "Thank you for getting food." She split her chopsticks and became taking little bites of the meat. Her stomach rumbled when the first few bites hit her stomach. She didn't realize how hungry she was. "Yeah. Slept in pretty late which is unusual for me. I had only been out of the bath for a few minutes before you came back." Her hand reached up and touched her chest and then fell back in her lap. ~Hayden will pay. They want him back alive..~ "But they didn't say in what condition." She ok a few bites out of the rice. "How was you outing?"
 
"Are you feeling alright? That wound. Did you look at it?" Vulcan couldn't hide his concern. Maybe staying at the inn wasn't such a good idea after all and they had to move to a real hospital. But then he remembered. "...I put Shiika leaves on her wound so there won't be anything but a scar left..." You are going to be stupid again, aren't you? A plan started to form in his head. Just don't let Amelie suspect anything. "The weather was beautiful and I went for a walk around town, got a haircut... Didn't want to wake you up." He tried avoiding eye contact, simply looking at his plate. He was a bad liar and the long experienced agent would read it in his eyes immediately.
 
"This would is going to leave a giant scar on my chest Vulcan. How do you think I feel?" She felt a growl emit from her throat. "Ok how about you try that again and this time tell the truth." She put her chopsticks down.
 
"One quickly gets used to scars. They become a part of you. I'm proud of mine. So should you. Besides, doesn't the government have access to those treatments to remove scars?" Vulcan couldn't believe he was full. The plate almost empty. He put down the utensils on the side of the box and was about to stand up when Amelie requested the truth. Oh, shit... "That is the truth, seriously. Where do you expect me to go? I'm a dog on the inside, I need walks." His voice was shallow, his heart was beating faster than usual, nose itching. That was exactly the reason why in the past he was sent on missions to kill, not to cooperate.
 
"I took pride in my flawless skin. I may be strong but being gifted can limit to how high ranked you can get. Do you think I was able to reach a high rank just on power alone?" She crossed her arms. She flinched hitting her stitches by accident. As shameful as her tactics were, she needed a secure position so they didn't kill her when they saw fit. "And you went to see that Kytha girl didn't you?" As much as loved interigating people, he was definitely not one she wanted to do this to.
 
Kytha let him pull her down and waiter till he was asleep. She had made sure her knife was in her boot and set off down into the valley. "I have to Hayden, I'm sorry." She whispered and glanced back once. She then turned owl and took flight leaving their shelter for a more unfamiliar land. She flew overhead until she saw the pack stop. She then flew down and landed as a wolf. "I'm here." She barked


"Good now we can discuss the matter." Said the alpha and made a quick nod followed by the entire pack surrounding her. She took it as a threat and turned bear.


"Do not mess with me!" She growled sharply.


"It's just to ensure you don't run away if you are scared which I see you are not."


"Why would I be scared of a pack when I'm not scared to rise up against an entire army?"


"True. We would like to see your whole party tomorrow at mid day as to see how truly scraggly you all are. So what d'ya say?"


"Of course. Tomorrow at sun high it is. Anything else you want to know first?"


"Yes their powers."


"I a shifter, toron a smaller boy controls forcefields, Hayden will pull life out of you and send shards of life essence to kill or badly wound you along with his pets which are wyrms. And then there is our newest member allia and I don't quite know what she does.."


"Ok well see you then." He says and walks off his pack closely following.


Ky turns owl and spreads her wings again. She flies into a tree and rests till morning. In the morning she is rudely awoken when she heard talking and fell from her tree. "Agh god dang!" She said as she landed in her human form. She stood up and heard a howl turning to wolf to decipher it. It was Vulcan. She raced off towards his howl and scent. She sprinted past the others and jumped swiftly over dead trees and large rocks. She skidded to a halt as she reached the edge if the forest seeing Vulcan walk off."goodbye Vulcan..." She mumbled and padded back to camp.


Back at the camp she rounded everyone up and began a quick meeting. "We are going into the valley at sun high to meet a potential ally for the upcoming battle. So prepare yourselves."
 
"Of course I didn't go to visit Kytha. Why would I do that?" He stood up from the chair and slowly started moving backwards, keeping Amelie in his eyesight, until he could feel the apron of the window with his back. She would never let him go if she knew where he had gone and would go later, but he needed those leaves. She needed them! He turned his head slightly to look around and through the window. They were at the third floor but he could take a fall from such a height. He just needed to make sure he wouldn't fall on top of something or someone.
 
Amelie sighed. ~Why do men alway resist?~ She uncrossed her arms and stood up from her spot. Walking over to him she put a smile on her face. "Now Vulcan, why are you backing away? I'm just trying to have a civil conversation." She made sure her hips swayed as she walked. she only stopped when she was right in front of him. She looked up at him with list in her blue eyes. ~At least they are easy to break if you have the means to do it.~ Amelie wrapped her arms around his waist. "You should be able to tell me anything...unless you really don't like me." She pulled her arms away from him.
 
Oh, she wanted to seduce him. And it worked but Vulcan tried to shake it off. She wanted to get the information she needed. He leaned towards her, moving his head closer to hers, his hands gently on her hips. He just wanted to kiss her but instead whispered in her ear. "I love you, Amelie, I really do. But if I wanted a hooker I would find one otherplace." Vulcan quickly pulled back and turned, running past her, breaking the door open with his sheer body weight, running out and into the street, towards the forest. This was the only way to get away. The window was far too close, his fur would shield him from the glass shards but not her. As he jumped onto the street people cried in fear at the sight of the wild animal. Vulcan ignored them and just ran on. When he finally came to the edge of the forest he was already out of breath so he transitioned into a fast trot. When he sensed that he was getting near the cave he stopped and howled, hoping that Kytha would hear him. "Kytha, I need those leaves that woman gave you for the wound. Please, hurry!"
 
For a moment Amelie thought he was going to kiss her and she was willing to let that happen but what happened instead made her furious. "I love, Amelie, I really do. But if I wanted a hooker I would find one other place." For a mom mentioned she couldn't even respond. It took her a moment to register what he just said. "VULCAN!" She seamed so loud half the inn could hear her. Her palm shot out and icicles shot out at the door. By the. Vulcan was long gone. ~He is so dead when he gets back.~ Amelie found the near st spot to lean against. Yelling wasn't such a good idea after all. The was a sharp pain in her chest when she breathed but instantly stop when she felt the coolness of ice on it.
 
Ky hears the howls and howls for him to hold on. She turns human and looks at the little group. She is about to go grab the leaves but realizes something. 'If I want to make a rebellion I can't help him anymore.' She turns wolf and runs towards him. She stealthily creeps up on him and pounces pinning him to the ground. She snarls but not as menacing as she would if he was a real intruder. "Vulcan. You can't come here anymore. Your an agent. And this rebellion doesn't tolerate any agent... Even you. If you are to come here again my allies will attack. I can't have you coming here this often as I don't know if I can trust you anymore. So this is you first and final warning. So run off to the agency and tell them where we are I don't care." She says and releases him.
 
"Kytha..." Vulcan says sadly and quickly gets back on his feet. But then his temper suddenly changes and he roars at her viciously. He has had enough. "Do you have any idea what I have been through in these past days?! The government thinks I'm a spy for you! I had to lie because of you, I've risked my life multiple times to save you from even more agents to come after you! I'm stuck to this form for as long as I'm around here in order for them not to track me and find out your little hideout! Hayden was a target and the moment you invited him into your little society you've become one as well! All these times I've given up everything to protect you, help you escape, and now, the first time that I want something from you, you reject my wish! Can you be a little more ungrateful, little sister?" Vulcan breathes heavy, the hairs on his back standing up with anger. He tries to calm down. He would get these leaves, even if he had to wait until it was night and they went to sleep. Now, that he thought about that, this was exactly what he should have done in the first place. He would have avoided the quarrel with both of them and he would have what he had come for. "I'm sorry, Kytha... You know that when I get angry things get out of hand. I'm sorry..." Vulcan crawls to her, laying down in her feet in submission, whimpering quietly.
 
Kytha snarls while he lashes at her. He tries to apologies but now it's time for her to be serious and not fool around. The hunted will be freed. "Enough Vulcan. I know you have risked your life for me but I'm serious this time. I can't have you, an agent, come here anymore. You refused to join me in my effort to free our kind and did the exact opposite. I'm trying to protect YOU now Vulcan. Please, don't make me chase you out. I care for you, but if you aren't on my side you aren't welcome. Don't make this difficult I don't want to have to fight you." She says and steps back rejecting his apology.
 
"Oh, no... no, Kytha, please. You are the reason I joined them. You are the only one I have left in this world. Please, I'm begging you, just do me this last favor and I'll be gone." he whines and crawls forward. If she wanted to fight him he would take the hit. He would be sent after her one day and he wouldn't be able to defend himself, not from her. She would need to kill agents sooner or later if she really chose this path and she did. They couldn't protect each other forever.
 
"I'm sorry Vulcan I can't do that. And you have Amelie. Vulcan this is extremely hard for me but you need to leave. This isn't your place anymore your one of the enemy. This is a serious thing for me and you can either leave or join. I have to be somewhere at sun high so make it quick. I am in charge of this group and it won't be weakened by you always being here. Vulcan I love you but id rather save hundreds of thousands of lives than become an agent and kill innocents. Your choice was loud and clear so just leave. I am sorry but our lives make us enemies and I am not going to fraternize with the enemy. Leave." She snarls the last word and touches her nose to his head still bristling.
 
Sun high? He wouldn't make it. Waiting and sneaking in to get the leaves was not an option. They would have left. Kytha wasn't the fragile girl he once knew. She was a leader now and no one could change her mind. Vulcan couldn't just leave the agency and join her, he couldn't abandon Amelie. He stood up from the ground, looked Kytha one last time deeply in the eyes and turned around, running away. Coward and fool. That's what you are. You don't deserve Kytha, you don't deserve Amelie as well.


When he got into town again he turned and leaned his back on the nearest wall, crying out into the sky, sliding down into a sitting position, still looking up. He got out his gun and turned the safety off, pressing the muzzle to his temple. But his hand were shaking hard. He couldn't do it. Coward. His hand slid back down to his side. He didn't know how long he had stayed that way but when he woke up from that state it was night. Vulcan got up from the cold cemented ground and walked out into the street. He entered the first pub he came across and went straight to the bar.


"Vodka. Bottle."


"You sure?"


Vulcan slaps the credit card on the bar and takes the bottle the bartender hands him, throwing the cap to the side and taking a big swig from the transparent liquid. It hit him right in the throat and made him put it down, coughing.


"Wanna talk about it? Trust me, I've heard it all."


Vulcan just eyed him murderously. If the guy didn't shut his mouth he would make him do it.


"Okay. Your life, your choice."


Less than an hour later the bottle was empty and rolling around on the floor. Vulcan was blind drunk, not quite falling over yet, but his vision blurred. The music felt so distant, every sound was hurting his ears, making his head swim like a canoe in a sea storm.


"Well, look who we've got here. You got some nerve coming back here, dog."


Realizing the message was meant for him Vulcan slowly lifted his head and turned around to see who that was. Two literal hulks had surrounded him from both sides. He knew them. A few months ago he had a big fight with those two - twin brothers, looking just as scary as they truly were - boxers. Vulcan looked tiny in comparison with their size. Before he could react the one that had been talking punched him hard in the temple, sending him flying into the arms of the other brother, locked in his grip. A row of punches followed, nowhere particular but all of them extremely painful. He lowered his head every time he saw a punch coming towards his face, hitting just above his forehead rather than anywhere else. Vulcan tried to free himself from the grip but his every attempt was unsuccessful or interrupted by another blow. The one brother that was beating him suddenly saw the bottle rolling on the floor and leaned down to pick it up and use it as a weapon. Vulcan took advantage of this to lift his legs up and throw a kick at the mans skull, then immediately bringing his whole low body from the waist up and going in for a triangle choke around his captors head, pulling him down to the ground. The downside to this was, however, that a man weighing almost twice as much as he did fell on top of him. Vulcan rashly pulled himself from underneath only to be greeted by kicks from the other brother that had already recovered from the blow. Soon the other one joined in with the same if not even more force. Vulcan instinctively covered his head with his arms for protection but that didn't stop the hits from raining down on his chest, stomach and back. He couldn't breath, each kick knocking the wind out of his lungs with a force as strong as a bullet. The two ceased beating him only when they were sure Vulcan was completely motionless, blood dripping from the edge of his mouth. The audience that had gathered around laughed, cheered and clapped enthusiastically. They had just gotten a free show.


"Not so strong now, are ya?"


They lifted him by the legs and dragged him across the floor, sending him flying through the back entrance, down the stairs and onto the dirt and garbage of the street, laughing sinisterly, slamming the iron door behind their backs. Vulcan was, much to his regret, still conscious. He was just laying there, in agony, unable to move or breath properly, coughing weakly.
 
( Hey, Vulcan, I changed my mind about the grandpa Pierce thing. He's dead too xD As far as the Pierce blood line is concerned, only Hayden is the last and living Pierce )


Hayden followed Kytha back to the cave, without even noticing that Vulcan had come back, again. It was time to prepare an attack. And after everything that he has gathered, he now knows that the whole government is after him. Fortunately, they wanted him alive. The Pierce were important to the government, and if they could convince Hayden to join again, the gov would be unstoppable again. Yet, after everything he's been through, he was not going to make the same mistake ever again. Nobody could change him anymore, not even Kytha. He goes his own way. It's time to kill Amelie and Vulcan.
 

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