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Blood and Smoke	By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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1931

Kelly was searching for Nice and Nick when she heard distant explosions from the front of the train, Kelly smirked nice and wide as it could only mean one thing. Give them hell Nice. Since they were okay and Kelly was in the other half of the train past the dining car she decided to head to the freight hold just behind the conductors' carriage. According to the little boy there were extra bombs, so she decided to make life a bit easier for Jacuzzi and the rest of them by getting the bombs and she'd give it to them when the train reaches Manhattan. She flipped onto the roof of the train through a window, her cloths flapping wildly against the gust of wind, and walked along the roof till she hung from the side of the train and pushed open a cargo door. The room was dark and gloomy, but there were no signs of death meaning like in the other cargo holds and such. Fxing her wind swept hair she starts looking though countless boxes when she hears footsteps above her.

'Yo Chane!'

Ladd? Isn't he dead yet? A look of disdain and annoyance filled Kelly's face but she decides to eavesdrop on Ladd, abandoning her search.

'I hear you're actually hated by those black suits, and that you hate them right back, don't you?'

He's talking to a black suit?

'Also, you're the number one favourite of one Huey Laforet, and one of his adherents. What's more, they say this Huey is immortal, huh?'

Immortal? Like how the Gandors, Firo and the rest of them are immortal? Ah Maiza did say that there were quite a few of other immortals around.

'Were you aware that your black suit buddies were after you? Those guys appear to be using all of this confusion to try and kill you'

'Is it true that you were actually opposed to this operation? You don't like taking hostages and such? It sounded like this Huey guy was against this too but that's weak thinking!' Kelly frowned even more, and leaving the cargo hold, she climbed along the side of the train, following them with great intrigued as they moved and fought down the train.

'Do you want me to tell you the first thing I'm going to do once I get off this train? I'm going to kill Huet Laforet. To be honest, I'm not all that eager to kill you' Ladd takes a step forward, while Chane takes a step back.

'The other black suits all have that face that says 'there's no way I'm gonna die' so they're worth killing' walking towards the backing away Chane, who stops when she reaches a dead end, behind her are the train tracks, she has nowhere to run except forward.

'But there's something about you, like you're risking your life. So that's what made me think. Maybe it'll be more fun to kill this Huey guy whom you find to be some absolute being wouldn't it?' Kelly heard enough, Ladd's ability to start a fight with anyone angering her as she stabs one her knives into the conductor's carriage and using it as leverage she lifts her body up and over the carriage, landing on the roof in front of the pale woman in a flowing black dress. Kelly tosses her apron into the rushing wind, leaving her in white trousers and a white, long sleeved, button up shirt that only chefs wear. With an unlit cylinder stick in hand she points at Ladd,

'If ya want fun, why don't ya come and play with me' legs slightly apart in a strong balanced stance, her blue eye alert, her entire body was ready to fight.

Ladd grins in pleasure as he stares at those eyes that screamed she wasn't going to the die, eyes he hated more than anything, 'That's more like it!'

Kelly placed her lips around her cigarette, glaring at Ladd who was obviously having the time of his life here, with his face and suit splattered with blood, the legs of his pants drenched, like he had been dancing in a pool of blood but of course he was nothing compared to the conductor who was 100% drenched in blood.

'Wow Kelly! Ya must really love me if ya came all this way just for me to kill ya! Boy do I feel loved!' his fists at the ready. Chane's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at the back of the tall woman in front of her, she was confused why this woman came out of the sky, and stepped before her like a shield.

Kelly was about to charge forward when her wrist was grabbed, stopping her in an instant, she shot an ice blue glare behind and found herself staring into wine red eyes, a flash of white teeth that stands out against red skin. Kelly arches an eyebrow wondering why the fake Rail Tracer was stopping her when the blood soaked human opens his mouth.

'Don't go punching holes in the conductor's compartment, ya nearly shish kabobed my head. If ya read me apologize'

'Sorry' she merely mumbles, snatching her wrist away from him, and taking a step back.

The man in red sighs, disappointed, 'Ya coulda have been a bit louder and more sincere, but I'll let ya off' winking at the scowling cook before walking down the roof, hands in his pockets, ignoring everyone as he brushes past Ladd, all eyes on his blood red back, while the wind cuts at everyone's skins and clothes. As if realising he interrupted something the Rail Tracer turns round facing them all.

'Ya can keep going' and he stands there like a spectator waiting for someone to make the first move. Kelly gently chews the end of her unlit cigarette wondering why the Rail Tracer was here at all.

'Who are you?' Ladd demands

'Don't worry about it. If you like, think of me as talking air'

'If you're air then stop talking!' pulling a knife out and flinging it at the Rail Tracer, who hunches over, hand on his stomach, as if he's been hit. Kelly huffs, wishing he was hit as the man in red straightens up, waving the knife around. 'That was pretty harsh'

Ladd was pissed, and readying his right arm he runs for the Rail Tracer, aiming for his face but the strong, former acrobat dodges and falls to the side and stops in mid-fall, balancing off the side of the carriage before he somersaults up in the air, spinning over the man in white. Kelly watches Ladd and Rail Tracer fight, she looks bored but her dark blue eyes are fixed firmly on the scarlet man who evades every punch the man aims at him with ease. She reaches for a lighter and the moment her cigarette tip scorches with an orange burn, something sharp and pointy punctures deep into her right arm, just above her elbow, a thick wet substance trickles down her arm, immediately staining her white sleeve. Kelly slowly turns her head and sees that Chane has plunged her blade into Kelly's soft flesh, the woman in black unsure about the intentions of the other thought it would be safer to get rid of the other woman.

Kelly merely heaves a sigh as her arm begins to throb, and in an instant she twirls round sharply, her left arm roughly grabbing the back of Chane's head, pushing her forward. Chane suddenly finds herself teetering off the side of carriage; she could fall off at any moment if not for the woman in white having a tight, but painful grip on her. She then hears a soft, almost comforting voice from behind,

'I ain't your enemy, I'm just a cook of this train meaning it's also my duty to protect all innocent passengers on this train, which includes ya so calm down and enjoy the show' Chane then feels her body being pulled back, and as if they were dancing, Kelly spins Chane back round so she's standing beside the woman in white on the roof of the train, whose attention already turned to the two men, ignoring the blade that's deep in her arm. Chane is still confused but amazed by the other and she gives a small but rare smile as she takes a leap of faith and trusts the other woman and she too looks at the two men who were now exchanging words

'From the looks of it, you're the one who's been slaughtering all the guys in black suits and my people!' Ladd shouts at the Rail Tracer. Kelly looks away guiltily.

'Yeah but it's not just me' The Rail Tracer murmurs as he lovingly recalls the way the cook killed those white suits, it was like a mesmerizing dance, a cruel yet serene dance.

'Don't screw with me, you monster! Are you one of those?' swiping at the Rail Tracer, who dodges yet another punch, but Ladd relents and punches again but the Rail Tracer does a back flip and lands a few feet away from him.

'The type of person who, when a kid comes at them on the battlefield doesn't kill him but spares him instead, and here I thought you were some terrifying monster but you're just a sickening hypocrite, aren't you?'

'So what if I'd spare him?' Kelly was taken off guard at the answer the Rail Tracer had given

'Huh?' Ladd was too.

'My thinking is that it's precisely because I'm so sure of myself….' the Rail Tracer walks up to Ladd,

'….that having that kind of compassion is possible, you see, I'm fine on that point. The reason being, that there is no way I'm going to be killed'

By now the Rail Tracer is right up in Ladd's face, 'remember this: Kindness and compassion are things that only the strong are privileged to possess' and with all the confidence in the world he adds,

'And I am strong'

Ladd's face is livid, 'So, you're one of those, then? Someone who really thinks that they're not going to die?'

'Of course. After all, the world is mine!' fiery dark brown eyes stare into light blue.

Chane could understand why some people truly believed they would never die, her own father was immortal so death was impossible but this man believed he owned the world, words that would normally come out of insane people, was the man who was helping them insane? Or really, really strong?

Kelly had heard the man claim ownership on the world countless of times, and it was frustrating really. There were so many loopholes in his crazy philosophy and things that couldn't be explained for example where did she fit in his world?

'I even think that this world could be something within a long, long dream I'm having, and everyone around me are just ghosts and I can't prove whether or not you exist' well I know one person who definitely exists his brown eyes glancing over to the smoking cook. He hadn't seen the blood yet.

Kelly eyes were hidden behind her thick wave of long hair that whipped wildly around her in the unforgiving wind, so she was just a ghost in his world huh? Her heart twitched in pain at that thought, her teeth sinking into the soft cigarette.

'In other words, this world is a creation with me at its centre. So if I die, there's no telling what will happen to the word, and I haven't got a good imagination so I can't see what it'll be like if I'm gone. But I think the world wouldn't go away completely but everyone else would disappear if I died, leaving only me...'

Another jolt of sadness rang through Kelly, and she clenched her fists tightly.

'….and my significant other' Kelly's head snapped back up, then growled internally wasn't he contradicting his own belief? Did that mean I would have to die with him?

'So me and that special person would not be completely gone from the world. Everyone else is like a dream I'm having. So, you see, that's why this world is mine!' How can he rattle off such self-serving reasoning? Ladd thought the same as he voiced Kelly's thoughts,

'I'm surprised you can stand rattling off such self-serving reasoning'

'It's not just self-serving reasoning. You white suits also killed Tony' Tony? The old geezer? How dare they kill him? Kelly felt a rage fuel within her, as she wished she had killed more white suits.

'Tony, the conductor who was my senior'

'Conductor? You mean you're the one who killed Dune!'

Ladd rushed forward, punches swinging at Claire, who dodges swiftly, and grabbing Ladd by the wrists, he flips over the man, heh he totally got that from me. A smug look on Kelly's face

'As long as I believe I can do something' he lands behind Ladd, who turns around but he gets shot in the ear.

'…nothing is impossible for me' a gun pulled from his uniform, aiming at Ladd.

'If I use this gun you would be a dead man, but I didn't do that because I figured I can take someone like you barehanded, are you humiliated?' His tone was insulting, and unforgiving, 'I shot your ear on purpose now. Again I ask, are humiliated? Die; as you experience as much humiliation as you can possibly feel. That will be your atonement to Tony, no, to my world that has lost Tony', and atonement for constantly harassing and insulting my cook!

For a second Ladd seems to have lost but he soon chuckles and stands before the Rail Tracer, grinning,

'All right, self-proclaimed ruler of the world, how is it you're planning to kill me? I'll prove to you that this world doesn't work the way you want it to. I'm going to kill you, then dance like mad while I cackle about it!' Ladd points at the calm Rail Tracer,

'Here, in my world, without you in it!'

Kelly notices another presence nearby as the Rail Tracer asks Ladd a question, 'Before you do, I have to ask you, the woman in the white dress that was with you, is she your girl?'

'Woman? That woman lives in order to be killed by me. She's a woman whose reason for life is to be killed by me someday' that girl had a few screws missing, thinks Kelly, but others would counter and say she's not one to talk.

Ladd suddenly got defensive, 'Hey! Don't you go getting any funny ideas. I'm going to be the one who kills her, understand?'

'I see. Now that I've heard that, I'm certain of what's going to happen to you from here on. You're going to jump off this train, of your own will' The Rail Tracer steps aside to reveal Ladd's girlfriend, hanging on the side of the carriage, aiming to crawl onto the roof of the train.

'Lua! What are you doing! Get down from there and run quickly!'

'No! You can't fight him! You'll be killed! Hurry and run away!'

'You fool! I told you to stay put!'

'Come back! Ladd!'

Ladd looks back at the Rail Tracer who disappears, and realising his goal he runs towards Lua, but she's gone as the Rail Tracers sweeps her away, appearing behind Ladd, an arm around Lua's neck and a rope in his other hand, grinning darkly.

'Now then, I'm going to have you jump off this train'

'What?'

As the train speeds along, the rope is all of a sudden connected to a mail hook, the other end tightened around Lua's neck.

'Why, you rotten scumbag!'

'What'll it be?' the Rail Tracer asks.

Ladd is unsure what to do.

'I thought you were going to be the one who kills woman' he lets go of the woman, as the rope is uncoiling quickly. With no more rope, Ladd grabs the rope and Lua in his arms and throws himself off the train. Kelly, Chane and The Rail Tracer watch closely as the rope slips of Lua's neck, and Ladd looks back at the smirking Rail Tracer, yelling a loud 'BASTARD!' Shielding Lua he puts all his anger, blood lust, and hatred for the Rail Tracer and love for his Lua in his right hook as he punches the water tower.

The Rail Tracer whistles in awe, observing the scene of the motionless Ladd but the living girl while Kelly pulls Chane towards the centre of the roof where it's safer since the fighting's stopped.

'Not too sure about Ladd but the girl seems alright. I thought he was scum but he's something else' a satisfied grin on his red stained face, he turns to the cook who's not paying attention as she speaks to the woman in black. Eyes widening when he sees the blade sticking out of Kelly's arm, her right sleeve soaked with blood, a burning rage of fury burns within him as he stares hard at the woman in black.

Kelly was informing Chane that a river will be coming up so it's best for her to jump off it, especially if the black suits were after her, while Chane was listening to this she notices the Rail Tracer eyes had started glowing an eerie red and disturbingly in her direction, he falls of the carriage and vanishes from her sight. Kelly frowns at the sudden frightened expression on the ever silent Chane when a dark figure with a ruby red eye appears behind Chane, a white murderous smirk on his face as he looks forward to breaking the woman's neck, whose terror filled face looks up at him. He draws closer to the woman when he's sent flying back with great force, Chane's eyes widen even more as she feels turbulence in the wind around her as Kelly's bloody fist sweeps past, right before her eyes. Kelly lets out a shaky breath, dropping her outstretched arm, stepping again in front of Chane, glaring furiously at the Rail Tracer still on his back. Chane couldn't believe that even with a blade stuck in her arm the other woman was able to throw such a powerful punch, she couldn't help think that this woman was a monster too.

The Rail Tracer gets up, his turn to spit blood out of his mouth for once.

'It's over, so why don'tcha carry on with your blood bath somewhere else!' Kelly called out to him, shooing the man away with a wave of her hand.

The monster's red eyes glowed even brighter with anger, his girl was bleeding and she was saving the whore that made her bleed.

'Are ya…trying to tick me off?' he doesn't just ask, he snarls the words out, massacring the question with such anger that even Kelly flinches at his tone. Kelly knew he was pissed at her but there was no one way she was letting him kill the other woman.

'Weren't ya listening to what Ladd was saying earlier, don't ya think this woman comes off sounding like a good girl. Just pretend we're one of your ghost people in your little dream world, we don't exist right?' she said the last words coolly with a smirk, but her eyes were stony, and unsmiling.

The Rail Tracer was baffled at her last few words then chuckled under his breath as he understood where the cook was going with those words and how she was feeling. Normally when the cook was composed and comfortable she was like a closed book, unreadable, but whenever she had strong feelings. her face and words were like an open book and could be understood. That partial enigma, to him was enticing and god damn adorable.

'But if ya insist on fighting, then I'll take ya on' a strong, unwavering resolve in her eyes as she glowered at the wine red man.

No wonder the monster felt red-hot, burning passion for the woman; she was never afraid of him, was happy to go up against him and treated him like an equal. Like he said before, her kindness and willingness to protect others at the risk of her life was what made her strong and attractive. But, the woman in black still had to die and he disappears, hiding his presence this time as he crawls around the carriage. While Kelly tries to sense the Rail Tracer, Chane holds her dagger out to protect her and the woman in white, then she's yanked from behind. She falls back, looking up at the night sky falling to the train tracks before; she closes her eyes, accepting death. Kelly swears loudly and sliding over the edge of the carriage she reaches out and grabs Chane's wrist in a sticky, bloody hand, clenching it tightly, saving her life. Chane looks at her saviour, then gasps at the dark figure looming over the cook, thinking the cook was going to die on her behalf she let's go of Kelly's hand, who growls and uses her other arm to grab Chane.

'Oi! What the hell ya doing! Don't ya hafta protect this Huey fella!' With those words Chane grips on the other hand tightly ignoring the monster behind Kelly as she's absorbed in those deep blue sea eyes filled with determination. Chane then sees the river below, and she nods up at Kelly who understands and with all her strength she could muster she swings Chane into the river, but with the force of throwing Chane off, Kelly finds herself falling face first to the train tracks but only to be saved when a red arm snakes around her waist, pulling her up back to the roof.

Once on the roof the arm withdraws from her, and the red monster rages right over her, teeth bared still unwilling to let what happened to her arm go. Kelly sighs, and holds a finger to his lips, ignoring the soft sigh that escapes him from her sudden touch.

'Just leave it, ya see this?' Kelly pulls the knife out her arm, supressing a hiss and throwing it away,

'Nothing! Just a scratch, I ain't gonna die from a scratch. Ya should know that since it's your dream world', trying to convince the silent man, whose heart was incredibly pounding right now, disappointed when her long, slender finger leaves his lips. Looking at the cook a sudden idea pops into his head and he smiles, taking a step closer, staring deep into her blue eyes. Kelly watches him cautiously, wondering what he was up to.

'Marry me'

Time stands still for Kelly as her heart stops, she had not anticipated this; she was at least expecting a punch, or maybe even a kiss from the man.

'…D-Did ya hit ya head or something?' trying to act cool, ignoring the fact that her face was heating up, her heart pounding with an occasionally flip flop.

'Nope, don't ya reckon it's about time ya became fully mine officially. And I become fully yours. I told ya, the moment I saw ya I knew ya were the one for me. Ya can't blame me for not wanting full possession of ya' he then looked away, gazing at the moon in the sky but he soon glanced back to the other again, smiling softly even beneath all the blood on his face.

'I love you….and I'll be waiting for ya to say yes, ya no else's but mine, got that?'

Kelly's face couldn't blush anymore red than it already had, she knew he was serious when it came to their relationship but marriage? It would bind them forever, which didn't seem like a bad idea but was she ready? She licked her incredibly dry lips, figuring what the best thing to say at a moment like this, she then opens her mouth to say something, her answer ready, when suddenly the man grabs her shoulders, pulling her to the left, a bullet flying them. Kelly looks and sees a black suit pointing a gun at them.

'Well ya got things ta do, as do I. Bye now' his eyes filled with so much malevolence that he could slaughter anyone with that look. Kelly thought he was being too overprotective when he takes off running along the train, dodging every single bullet the black suit shoots at him, excited to tear the man limb from limb. The cook feels slightly cheated as she was ready to answer him with a full hearted 'I love you too'. Well, there will be plenty of times to tell him.

Claire's view of the world is known as Solipsism and the laws are very interchangable, as law can be changed on whim to explain why certain things happen in the their world. I only read a bit about it was it was very deep, high level stuff haha.

Next chapter will be be more Kelly/Claire love!

Bye bye :)
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