I opened my eyes to the world for the first time and saw Dr. Moore’s impassive emotionless face stared at me from her chair. She was dressed in a lab jacket with single purple dress on and a pair of matching slippers on. She stared at me.
“Dr. Moore. How may I serve you?”
Dr. Moore nodded her head pleased by my response. “Happy Birthday Whitney. Do you know what your prime function is?”
I nodded my head. “Yes. When am I to meet R1TA 2.0?”
“Soon. Unit R1TA 2.0 is on a mission with my daughter R1T9A. First you must ensure your position in the Battlestar. When they return. Then you will execute the first faze of your mission. Do you understand?”
I nodded. “What are my protocols for, if and when R1T9A is involved in preventing me from forfulling my mission?”
Dr. Moore frowned leaning her head to the side. “You were given protocols for such an event. Avoid R1T9A. She would only end up terminating you as per her mission orders from the corporation. You will forefull your mission. R1TA 2.0 will be a easy mark to terminate dispose of and replace. Afterward your second primary mission will be set for the remainder of your existence.”
I nodded my head. I was to be an assistant a secondary helper to the great R1T9A. What kind of existence was that? Yeah. I knew my mission purpose for being but unlike my previous counter parts. I was entirely different from the R1TA models. I was an Assassin\engineer type. Fuck that.
Dr. Moore flashed something in front of my face startling me from my thoughts. I glared at her. “What the fuck did you flash in front of my eyes?”
Dr. Moore held up a simple pin light. She sighed and stared at me with dead soulless eyes. “You are thinking to much. I need you to listen to me and focus on the mission. It is important that you know your place in the survival of the dream realm. Whatever thoughts you are having they are not important. You must prove yourself and survive were the other models failed because of their failed genetics I was forced to infuse into them. Only you and my daughter are at the top but R1T9A will be above you always. If you challenge that then you’ll be terminated. Do you understand?”
“I understand you, Dr. Moore.” I said calmly. I would wait. I will terminate R1TA 2.0 replace her and then I would adjust my plan for my own advancement.
I got into the front seat of my ship and the moment Rita was in the passenger seat beside me and buckled up I took the ship off automatic settings and putting it on manual override and took off down the road. I noticed someone following us immediately.
“Why are you driving so fast?!” R1TA 2.0 asked me in a concerned low voice.
I smiled tapping my finger on my dashboard screen. The footage of the cruiser was following closely behind us and starting to gain speed. “We have a sloppy troll trying to cause us trouble. Don’t worry we’ll get CEO James where she needs to be and back home to the dream realm. We have an agreement with her company and Battlestar inc. Importantly, I’ve never failed in a mission yet. Hang on!”
“Okay. Okay. That’s right you’ve never failed to complete a mission yet.” R1TA 2.0 said softly. I could hear the fear in her voice but she was sitting still and quietly waiting.
I saw out of my right peripheral vision Miss James reaching out her hand to touch R1TA 2.0’s shoulder. R1TA 2.0 calmed down and I heard her breathing relax. I turned sharply to the right and then left going down and alley way. A saw dressed like a female Authority officer step out to stand facing alley and blocking the way. I activated my blasters on the side.
“What are you going to-“
I launched the blaster fire down the alleyway toward the female she evaded the blasts as she started running forward for the ship. She withdrew a blaster a lightning sword from her back holster. “Shit. Hyper speed assassin class and she’s lightning kissed. No use now.” I said and pressed the gass pedal down.
“What the fuck!?”
“Easy kiddo. I got to run her down before she slices the ship in half with that demon sword of hers’. Everybody hang on.” I said dipping rolling down my window. “Rita. I need you to hand me my blaster honey. I can’t reach it under my arm. In this position.”
“Rita. Disregard that order.” Miss James said. “Stay seated and calm down. My assistant Mr. C.M. will take care of the assassin.”
I thought to say something but one look at R1TA 2.0’s shaky form I knew she wasn’t ready for this shit or if she ever would be. “Alright.” I spared the tall bulky bodyguard one glance. “Your up Slick.”
The man open the door and quickly swung out of the ship to the back and I saw fire and lightning blasting from the roof at the assassin. The element attack quickly set the assassin GEH on fire burning her to ashes in a manner of seconds. I stared in amazement. “Holy shit. Who is this fucker!?”
“The best legend in Newark City I could rent from Gino Fish.”
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R1TA 2.0 opened her eyes and stared ahead out of the window of my cockpit. We were close to the pickup area for the cargo we had to deliver. “I met him.” She said in a soft voice.
I nodded my head. “The Fixer. I know. He gave you the learning programs you wanted.”
R1TA 2.0 frowned but nodded. “Yes.
“Were you confused about him?”
R1TA 2.0 nodded her head. “Yes. He is not like Dr. Moore’s impressions she recorded in the educational sleep programing.”
“Dr. Moore was correct about him. The Fixer holds to the nomad system of politics.” I said.
R1TA 2.0 frowned shaking her head. “Nomad system?! What is that?”
I frowned. I wondered if she was lying. “How many systems of politics of the Newark City State are you awhere of?”
R1TA 2.0 then looked at me and her expression fell. “My function is only to serve the corporation and act as engineer for corporate ships. I was given no knowledge otherwise.”You and others must have been given more knowledge because you and others prefer different function. It isn’t nessary for me to know nomad system politics?”
It wasn’t but I felt like answering her. “It is a tribal system that is similar to a wolf pack. Elders are at the top. Big brother and sister stand in the middle and children or unmated are at the bottom and are the protected class. The Fixer sees you as his child. So he will treat you as such.”
“I am not a child.” R1TA 2.0 said stiffly. “I am a fully grown Genetically engineered human. Besides that I am not his genetic offspring. Bordy Swan and Dr. Moore are my biological source.” She said.
Interesting. I was starting to wonder that myself by the Fixer’s behavior toward Rita. I would keep that thought to myself. But, that would have to put off for later. “Have you downloaded the information from the programs because we will be arriving at the location to pick up the cargo.”
R1TA 2.0 nodded focusing on the job. “Yes. The programs were successfully downloaded and I am processing through the information now. If I may ask what is the cargo we are picking up?” She said.
I watched her focus on me intently. “I don’t know what it is. I was told a passenger will be assisting in the transport. You’ll have to get used to this type of thing from the big bosses.”
R1TA 2.0 had questions but she knew enough not ask them now. “Okay. I will do as you say.”
Damn. There it was. Someone had fucked with her programing majorly. Luckily the results I could work with.
Portrait of beautiful fantasy futuristic soldier woman standing in her space ship holding a gun. 3D illustration.
I closed my eyes in the real world and opened them in the cyber spider web. I stared around me at the endless stary web streams around me. A line of light appeared in front of me and as I focused on the line I started moving. It was stranger still as I felt like I was racing down lines of the web bustling along in a direct form of travel until I found myself at a point at my destination in front of a building made of light and webs of light and codes of information.
I felt alone for a second as I stood outside a store in the spider Web mirror verse of the Newark City State.
I felt a hand touch the small of my back as the stranger reached for the door and held it open for me.
“Go on inside, honey. Pick what you want and I’ll ring up the information you want to learn.”
I knew the voice from a video audio recording from my sleep programing. I said nothing but walked inside as he followed behind me walking past me to the front. I caught his digital image ID. Fixer Class. I wanted to ask why he was here. I didn’t want to see him. Dr. Moore didn’t like or trust him. Why was he here?
I busied myself by looking around the shop for the security training programs I needed. I found two that had the price I could afford with the digital credits R1T9A had in her account.
I came to the front desk. A golden shield glowed around his body.. The Fixer smiled at me and I stared then stopped looking down. “I’ll take these Sir.” I said and held out my hand for him to scan for my number.
The Fixer held up a hand. “Do you want to get anything else?!”
I grimanced. “No. This will do fine. It’s what I can afford to buy with the money my sister gave me. What?!” I asked seeing a strange light in his eyes.
“Get what you need and I’ll ring you up with the credits your big sister gave you.” He said. I could hear it in his voice. He was laughing at me for some reason but his eyes were…kind.
“Yes Sir.” I said and hurried back to the shelves to find extra programs that might be useful for my first assignment for Battlestar corporation.
“Rita. I heard you got big approval from Cyberpunk. Your going to be a rising star in Battlestar baby girl.”
I could feel my face heating at his high praise. It was all so strange. Nothing. Nothing was like the protocol for a R1TA model going on her first assignment. My eyes landed on two programs with gold labels on them. Ace 1 communications and deploymentic programs. I picked them up wondering why I was attracted to them. I thought about putting them back but then stopped myself and walked to the front.
The Fixer spared only a glance at the programs as he started to ring up my purchases and then the total came up to 50k ebs. He smiled at me. “I’ll take whatever have.” He said.
I held out my hand and he scanned the account number on my hand. Once the purchase was done the programs disappeared from the counter and then I felt a sudden flood of information being streamed into my head. I woke up second later still standing in front of The Fixer was putting something around my shoulders. “What are you doing?”
The Fixer shook his head. “Don’t worry it. Just a little precaution. Alright baby girl. Your ready to go. Log off!”
She was a strange one. Nothing like the others. I wondered still if the death notice decision came down from the committee if I could terminate R1TA 2.0 like I did the others. No. If I could do it this time. This time would be different.
R1TA 2.0 was nervous on her first official day of birth as we stepped out of the compound of the Battlestar group. She kept close to my side. It was a blessed day though. The sun was shining through the rainy blue clouds of the dream realm. Droplets fell like tears and there was gentle breeze in the season.
She lifted her face up letting the rain fall on her face and a smile formed on her face radiating her presence all the more brighter. She reached for my hand. I allowed her to take my hand as I scanned the area waiting for our ride to pull up to curbside.
I noticed a few people stop to stare a moment seeing what I saw. I also saw an asshole coming up with purpose in her steps and a grin on her face. I caught her stare and she turned on her heel and walked back the way she came.
“When will I be permitted to see Dr. Moore?”
I turned to look at R1TA’s innocent gaze. “After you have completed your mission and we return to the dream realm. No sooner. No later.” I said and then turned reaching for my crusier’s back seat door as the cruiser pulled up. I opened the door with my security and R1TA nodded her head and got in. The cruiser took off down the street.
R1TA stared at me. “You seemed troubled by something. Is it in regards to me and the new protocol changes handed to me only?”
She was nervous. She had a right to be but for the reasons she assumed. “You are the latest upgrade you are also different in temperament from the others.”
“I am defective in some way!”
“No. You are innocent. No. Don’t ask me what I mean. It’s time for you to begin your lessons.” I said and clicked a switch on a hidden compartment between us.
The lid rose up and inside blue switches lit up to my own board computer. I reached inside and held out fiber wire decker cord. “Take it. Your link unit is behind your right ear. Once you link it in I’ll send you instructions on where to go once you jack in to the spider web.”
R1TA 2.0 frowned but took the cord and started to place the jack into her female input. “I was instructed on every type of cruiser vehicle in the dream realm. Is this a new model?”
I shook my head and got out my key pad from the compartment. “This isn’t a crusier. This is the cockpit of ship. Get ready. I’m jacking you into the system computer now. The first is a bit weird.”
R1TA 2.0 sat back suddenly and opened her mouth on a silent scream as her mind was jacked into the cyber verse.
There was a sudden tension in the room now for some reason I didn’t know. I looked around until I found the source of it.
He was 6 feet tall and dressed like a street runner in an old black leather jacket white T-shirt and dirty blue jeans stained with oil and dirt the same as his boots. His face….it was strange. One second he seemed like one person and then I blinked and he was someone totally different. He smiled at me and walked from the group toward me.
I frowned at the man as he approuched me. I didn’t know him but I knew him. His face was lined with old scars and moving lines of codes though his eyes were normal human dark brown. He must be one of the newer model GEHs. “Are you a newer model as well?”
He shook his head. “I’m not like you. I’m just a consultant hired on last minute. Owen brought me in to have a look at you and see if you’ll be good for the job. Nice meeting you little sister. I’m Cy. It’s a sunny rain today. You picked a blessed day to be born in to the dream realm.”
I reached for his face and held his face between my hands. He smiled down at me. What was wrong with me?! “I apologize for my behavior Sir. I-I just feel like I need to greet you this way.”
The man smiled.. “Don’t worry about it little sister. All my fault. I’m a handsome devil.” He said and then he leaned down and touched his forehead to mean. We stared at each other until he lifted his head and then he took my hand and kissed my knockles and nodded his head.
“You will do. Happy birthday RITA. I will enjoy seeing your story unfold.” He said and turned and disappeared.
Cyberpunk Dreams.. I stared in shock and realized who I had been talking to. R1T9A reached up wiping my cheeks. I realized I had been crying, though for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why. I turned to R1T9A. “Why did he come here? Don’t underatand what is wrong with me? This is not the protocol.”
R1T9A shook her and patted my cheeks. “There is nothing wrong with you. Your behaving as you should. No one knows why he does what he does. It has been some time sense he’s been sighted. I expect now we’ll see him more. You’ll be assigned on a ship for a trade route. Your assignment is to safeguard the operation and security system of the hyperdrive engine. The ship must reach it’s destination at all cost.”
I nodded my head. “I will begin my training now before my assignement?”
R1T9A shook her head. “We will begin your training on the way.
Cover art. Picture of a beautiful cury light skin hot chick.
The door to my sleeping chamber was opened.. Air escaped from inside and then I felt the chill of the air conditioner from the laboratory hit my body bringing my mind fully out of hibernation. I opened my eyes to see my mirror image with a pair of elemental enhanced jade eyes staring back at me. She was first successful creation of Dr.. Rita Moore.. R1T9A. The first of 22 models. But, she still stood as the single handed success in hyperdrive engineering. The legend said nothing as she stared back at me.
R1T9A was dressed in a black jump suit with the battle star black planet logo on her right breast pocket. She had on a black shoulder holster with a P9 charge pistol nestled nicely under her left arm. Her thick black curly hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her dark honey eyes were behind silver pink glasses as she stared at me like I was a lab rat she was watching and analyzing me to figure out how I would react to her presence. This was different. Usually the format was for Dr. Moore to greet each new GEH as they came out of the hibernation educational sleep. Why the break in protocol?
I reached out my hand to her carefully and touched her face. R1T9A allowed me the impromptu forward jester as I placed my hand on cheek for a few minutes before I dropped my hand away. “Thank you.”
“Your welcome. Happy birthday R1TA 2.0. Do you require assistance out?” She asked.
I simple nodded. R1T9A reached for me taking me around the waist and supporting my weight. I held on to her as I exited my chamber. I noticed then there were people in the room. I should have known that. I felt embarrassed by nakedness in front of them though I shouldn’t have. I wasn’t like them. I was humanoid made in a lab. My sister took me over to a table were two sets of clothes were set neatly. I sighed wondering for the game. I looked at R1T9A.
“You are the newest model that is privileged with upgradable skills in two categories along with your base skill of Engineer repair of Ruby 1 hyper drive engines.”
I frowned wondering for the change in the GEHs program. I studied the uniforms. One was a simple orange mechanic jump suit, the other a black jump suit just like R1T9A had on. Both had the Battlestar logo on right breast pocket. I looked at R1T9A to see her studying me. “May I examine them first before choosing? Oh if I may so ask what is the differences between the two?”
R1T9A nodded. “Yes, you may examine both. The orange is for cyber deck security training the black is for advanced level 2 hyperdrive repair. Your assignment will begin afterwards.”
I nodded my head. I tried standing on my feet and found I could but I kept my arm around R1T9A’s waist. I was grateful she allowed my forwardness without a word. I just needed her near me in a room full of people I didn’t know. Yet, these people owned me out through the corporation that helped fund my creation.
I examined the uniforms carefully. I noticed then the underwear was different for each set. The orange set had on expensive silky smooth feel and the bra looked like a perfect for me. The black uniform came with basic cheaply made material. I looked at R1T9A with a rising of my eye brows. The choice was obvious to make.
R1T9A shrugged her shoulders and nodded to the orange. Darting a gaze to the people quietly still watching us or me and taking notes quietly.
I quickly started putting on the orange clothes. I was dressed then and ready to go. I turned to R1T9A standing close to her. “What is my assignment?”
I felt an electrical shock to my chest. I was standing in moving water. I opened my eyes to darkness and then lifted the visor on my helmet. I blinked as my blurry vision came into focus. I stared at the forest around me and then stones and glowing figures on them.
– Enemies arrival immediate in 30 minutes. –
I frowned at the voice in my helmet speaker. I looked around. “Where are they coming?” I asked the voice.
– Enemies arrival coming from your right side from the sky –
I checked my utility belt for a weapon. I reached for something that felt like a side arm strapped to my leg holster. I grabbed it up and looked at it. My vizor I.D. the thing as a universal mining tool. What the fuck? I was miner!?
– Enemies arrival incoming in 10 minutes. –
Shit. I looked around for a weapon of any kind. My gaze locked on the images in the stones as I scanned and down loaded information for locations and letters. Letters?! The letters meant something. I had to scan them all. There was information in the stones I needed to get this time. I couldn’t fail like last time.
Like last time?! What happened last time?!
Hot fire blasted across my shoulder from the sky followed by a storm of fire from the enemy.
– RUN. DAMN IT. –
New project I got going on that is a bit of a fan project for a game called No Man’s Sky.
I’m nearly finishing up Lords Of Delta: Pete. It is extremely good and heavy with the action and awesome.
The good action and ride doesn’t end. Pete is nearing the end of his story but I’m fixing to put a spin to the end. I’m mixing a lot of classic Urban fantasy and heavy fun.
Vince was Icing his hands as he sat in the firm office with Pete and Andrew. Pete was shaking his head, arms crossed and pissed off.
“Where the fuck is Ross, with his daughter?” Pete said finally in annoyance. “She has to know more to this shit. That fucking bastard has got something to do with this shit.”
Andrew nodded in agreement silently as he smoked on his cigar with a grim line on his lips. “Fucking son of a bitch. We need to becareful. We can’t out right connect it all together. We only have one witness and we might need that old bastard alive to close the case with an axe.”
Vince looked at Pete. “Don’t leave like that again without telling me.”
Pete blinked at him. “What?!”
“I said, don’t leave me behind holding my dick like you did again. Let me know what’s up first and don’t fucking ghost me when I call you. I didn’t know what the fuck happened to you after a while and I got worried.” Vince said.
Pete stared at him and then nodded. “I got you. It won’t happen again.” He said and then he smiled. “You softened that fucker up nice and lumpy for your next match.”
Vince grimanced. “I might have over done it. We got two weeks until the second match. I’m hoping my hands heal right until then.”
Pete shook his head. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll think of something.”
There was a knock at the door and then it opened for Ahlar and Ran to walk inside. Vince stared at Ahlar was dressed in a satin yellow dress that hugged her body and vail covered the lower half of her face.
Vince glanced at Pete to see him looking at Ran and ignoring Ahlar entirely. Pete got up as Ahlar came over and held out his hand.
Ahlar ignored or didn’t see his hand and came over to sit facing Vince. “You…you are hurt?”
Vince shrugged. “I lost the first match so I had to take it out on Slicer’s face.”
Ahlar stared at him. “It was supposed to be a simple boxing match.”
Vince shook his head. “Slicer set the tone of the match. He wanted it to be street boxing match so I respected his wishes. I need you to tell me again how you met Slicer.”
Ahlar stared at him. “You’ve been ignoring my phone calls.”
Vince shook his head. “Your playing with fire. I want you hard and dirty and you know it. I’m not like Slicer. You would be my female now if it wasn’t for this case. I’m a Barbarian warrior in a brokes brother suit. I’m not interested in your modern fantasy dating games.. There’s not a soul alive that can stop me from claiming you.. So are you going to tell me the story of how you really met Slicer?”
“Are you speaking to me as my lawyer or a Lord of justice?”
“Both. Tell me the story again. ” Vince said.
Ahlar flinched but she shook her head. “Your not interested in that. What do you want to know. I’ll tell you. No games. Just ask.”
“Did Deamon Ross have a hand in you meeting and dating Joc Slicer?”
Ahlar sat up. “Yes.”
“How?”
“He introduced us at a dinner party. He has also has been encouraging us to date in the beginning. Otherwise. I don’t know the way of it. Are you thinking of pursuing a judgment on Deamon and Joc for a high crime?”
“That isn’t your right to know.” Pete said stiffly.
Ahlar waited staring at Vince. He shrugged. “It’s a possibility. I wouldn’t advise you tell Deacon any of this-“
“If Deacon.” Ran started and paused. “If Deacon has committed any crimes against the law then you can have the full support of the Ross family in his arrest and execution.”
Ahlar stared at him silently and then back at Vince. “Your hiding something. What is it?”
Vince shook his head. “It’s time for you to go.”
Ahlar stiffened at the dismissal but nodded she quickly leaned over and brushed his lips against her mouth. The barrior of the vail was thin but enough to keep Vince in his seat as Ahlar hurried out the room.
Ran nodded to them following after his daughter. The room was quiet.
“What the fuck?!” Pete said. “You want her?!”
Vince looked at Pete. “How did Mini find you?”
“What?!”
“How the fuck did Mini find you?” Andrew asked. “I have been wondering about that myself.”
Pete snorted and shrugged. “Mini has her ways. Anyway, where’s the contract you have with the Ross girl!”
Vince in the meeting room with Andrew at his side outside boxing ring newly set up for the bout in the middle of the room. He had on boxing trunks and nothing else. Andrew frowned at the scars that maped Vince’s upper body and a large HM tattoo that covered his worst wound on the right side of his chest.
“Where or when did you get that one from?” Andrew asked him before the doors opened to admit Ran and another Elderly Orc that looked similar to Ran but had a black long go-tee.
Vince nodded to the elder. The Elder frowned at him and then stared at the double H tattoo on Vince’s chest. He gave ran a look.
“You going to answer my question?” Andrew asked.
Vince looked at his grandfather. “It was a disagreement between me and my brother. I saddled it.”
“Pete and you wouldn’t come to blows like that.”
“I meant my pledge brother. I got a free tattoo out of it. So no harm done.” Vince said.
Vince faced off with Ran and the Elder. “Good evening Mr. Ross. Mr. Slicer will be joining us soon then?”
Ran waved a hand at him. “Fuck the formal talk, my Elder is an Alumni of the double H.”
Vince frowned but relaxed when he took a better look at the Orc and saw the double H ring on his left ring finger.
“Slicer hasn’t arrived yet? We were expecting him at least to show up twenty minutes ago. Was he at your house?”
Ran grimanced but nodded. “Yes. I told em to follow me down here or he would lose the match by default. I still have clan at the house so don’t worry.”
Vince made a face and froze when the Ross Elder froze at the sight and narrowed his eyes at him. Vince locked his gaze with the Elder and held out his hand. “Excuse me manners. I am Vince Delta.”
The Elder reluctantantly took his hand in a firm quick shake. “I am Deamon Ross. Ran’s great uncle and head of the Ross tribe. You are apart of the new human horseman to join the horseman in this current century I believe.”
Vince shrugged letting go of the elder’s hand. “Mostly human and little bit of everything else.”
“Meaning you are mutt of sorts.” Deamon said.
Vince again shrugged. “What of it?” He said.
Deamon stared at him. Vince stared back and smiled slowly. “Do I trouble you or do you stand on firm ground?” He asked.
Deamon flinched at the question glancing at Ross. Ross stared at him saying nothing. Deamon looked back at Vince and studied him.
“You walk a fine line. Nothing troubles me. I am concerned with the level of your fire. Your brother was not one to handle the bout so I’ve heard.” Deamon said.
Vince stared at him. “You have seen my fire burn. My brother is his own man. Let him speak for himself. Address the horseman rider before you. Don’t hide with pleasentries or silent jabs. Do you wish to test me?”
Deamon’s response was a slow grin. “Your eyes prove who you really are. I don’t like you. I don’t approve of you.”
“What are the rules?” Vince asked.
Deamon laughed. “You lose when you submit or your own able to go on hu-man. Only the mighty deserves Ahlar.”
Vince stepped closer and then gentle put a hand to Deamon’s shoulder and pushed him aside to face Slicer and his brothers. “Your late.”
Silver had on golden gloves and was bare chested with white trunks on. His brothers were armed with bats and knives.
“Look what we got here.” Andrew said with a chuckle.
Andrew stepped forward with a cigar in his mouth a 12 gauge shot gun in his hands and two glock 19s in his gunbelt.
Slicer chuckled. “You think that old hu-man will stop all of us.”
The sound of another shotgun being chucked behind Slicer and his people wiped the smile off his face.
“Slicer is the only one going in.” Pete said from behind the Slicer Orcs. “The rest of you fuckers stay out of it.” He said.
Slicer ran inside narrowly smashing into Ran and Deamon and swung his fist at Vince.
Vince dodged to the side and came back with two jabs and right cross. Slicer went falling into a table but got to his feet quickly came Vince again with ramming speed tackling him to the ground and started pummeling him.
Vince’s head was rocked back and saw black. He came awake the second Slicer came off him. Vince kneed him in the balls.
Slicer screamed grabbing his own balls as Vince came up. His head hurt and blood flowed from his nose and mouth.
“Hey the fights over. I knocked his ass out.” Slicer complained.
Vince advanced on Slicer. Slicer again tried to tackle Vince but he side-stepped him and tripped up Slicer’s ankle.
Slicer went down hard face planting on the floor but he again came up only to turn as Vince rocked his body with kidney punch from the right to the left and then finishing off the combos with elbow shot to the Slicer’s chin.
Slicer dropped to the floor. He lay on the floor motionless until Vince kicked him in the abdomen.
Slicer gasped and coughed on the floor. Vince stood over him.
“Get up, bitch. I ain’t done.” Vince said.
Slicer looked at Deamon. “I won. He blacked out the fight is over.”
Deamon frowned and looked at Ross. “He’s right the human blacked out.”
Ran stared at him. “Are you sure about your decision?”
Deamon grimanced but he nodded. “Joc wins this round. There is still best of two more matches. The battle isn’t over.”
Ran nodded. He turned to Vince. “You lost this round. You better prepare for the next one.” Ran said and nodded over to Slicer. Joc slowly came to his feet shaky but smiling in victory.
Vince nodded and went over to Slicer and kneed him in the balls again. Slicer went down quickly and Vince got on top of him and started beating his face.
Deamon looked at Ran. Ran stared back at him. “Is there something you wish to say?”
“How long will this continue?” Deamon asked quietly.
Ran stared at him. “Until, I am satisfied Joc Slicer is prepared for his next match.”
Vince was pouring over the contract for the last few hours when he got a knock on the door. “What is it?” He asked in a gruff voice.
“I found Pete.” Mini said to Vince’s surprise. “He’s doing fine and he’ll be back in the next forty-eight hours or less. Mr. Ross is here. Do you wish to see him?”
“Yes. Thank you Mini.” Vince said and then sat back in his chair as the door was unlocked and opened. Ran stood in the door and took in Vince’s condition before quickly coming inside closing the door and taking a seat.
Vince stared at him. “What the hell is happening to me?” He asked.
Ran sat back. “My guess is some type of mating fever. This hasn’t happened to you before?” He asked.
“You know damn well it hasn’t.” Vince said. “Humans don’t experience what I’m going through right now. How did you do it? I can’t find any form of enchantment words in the contract or ink, I signed.” Vince said.
Ran frowned shaking his head. “Your not under any enchantment. You’re just experiencing a mating fever. It’s normal.”
“Not for humans.” Vince said.
“Yes. Humans don’t experience what your going through.” Ran said pointedly.
Vince leaned back in his chair tapping his chin. “Where have you been? I’ve been trying to get in contact with you about your case.” He said instead.
Ran smiled. “Working. I have a business to run myself. You are rather bulky and muscular for a human and you favor swords and martial arts to modern weapons. You do realize there are few humans in the horse men. You must have giants in your bloodline maybe a Red Orc.” He said.
Vince stared at him. “I told Sister Daisy I would have to kill Slicer. He is determined to have Ahlar.”
Ran’s smile dropped away. “My wife told me everything you said. He is mean to kill if it comes down to it. You may win the alliance hand but I have rights to kill.” He said.
“You expect me to restain myself if this fucker comes at my head with an axe?” Vince asked.
Ran stared at him. “Barbarian as well.”
“What?!” Vince asked.
“You have Barbarian blood in your veins. I can see it in your stare, however to answer your question no. I don’t expect you to restain yourself. The contract says a best of three bouts. Boxing. Wrestling and finally blunted sword fencing. If he beats you in two the victory is his for a moment until I remove his head. If you beat him in two bouts the victory is yours and I remove his head later when things calm down.” Ran said.
“Slicer doesn’t seem like a male that plays by the rules and he’s fixing to take her any way this goes down. You do know that right?!” Vince said.
“If Slicer is unwilling to go by the rules then fuck him and his clan. It will be war.” Ran said.
“Does Ahlar know this?” Vince asked.
Ran stared at him. “Thank you!”
“Your welcome. But, what are you thanking me for?” Vince said.
“Dispite Ahlar’s behavior. Your gentleman behavior is more then I could have expected but you will not intentionally kill Slicer.”
Vince nodded. “I’m not a murder. I’m a lawyer so I’ll try to play it by the rules. When does the first match begin?” He said.
Ran nodded. “The first bout is tonight. I have made arrangements to have it at a hotel meeting room. Slicer had the option of bare knuckles or gloves.”
Vince leaned back in his chair. “He chose gloves.” He said.
Ran studied him. “How did you know?”
Vince shrugged. “He talks a good game but he has nicer hands then we do.”
Ran nodded. “Easy win for you then.”
Vince shook his head. “He’s a sneaky little bastard though. He made me show my hand early to him. Whose going to be the judges?”
Ran pointed a finger at himself. “Me and the elder of my clan. You just have to beat him two out of three matches either way he’s not getting his hands on my daughter.” Ran said and walked out of Vince’s office.
Vince’s phone rang twice on his desk. He picked it up and saw Ahlar Ran on the caller ID and put his phone back down.
