Blood and Smoke | By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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1931
It wasn't long after Kelly turned and left the conductor's room when she heard the sounds of distant gunfire.
Oi,oi,oi! How the hell did someone manage to smuggle guns on the train! Wait! Is that a machine gun? Fuck! That damn orchestra, I knew they looked crooked, and that better not be coming from the dining cart!
Kelly heaved a sigh and ran her fingers through her long ebony locks guess this so called Rail Tracer will have to wait. She quickened her pace, hoping that everyone was alright in the dining cart, she didn't really care for the most of the passengers but she liked Issac and Miria, and she admired Jacuzzi somewhat, and even though she didn't get along with Nice she did like her strength. She stopped when she saw someone running towards her, a black suit? He stopped in front of her, he had a tear stricken face, his eyes filled with tremendous fear, and he was panting and shaking. Something had undoubtedly petrified the man.
He's wet himself? Oh boy. Kelly stood there, calmly scrutinizing the man before her, soundlessly smoking her cigarette, its fumes billowing out of her mouth and curling into the air.
'T-they're all gone!' the man in black suddenly shouted. Kelly flinched back a bit, keeping a watchful eye on the man
'They just disappeared! Arghhh!' he shoved past Kelly, well would have if she hadn't side-stepped to the side, and ran frantically down the corridor screaming all the way.
Where have I seen this scene before? Shaking her head she carried on her way, dropping her spent cigarette butt on the floor. After a short time she made her way to the next carriage and saw a very familiar face, it was a face she absolutely detested, if she wasn't scowling before she definitely is now
'Oh, it's you' Kelly said in a deadpan voice, lighting up yet another cigarette, the fresh nicotine flowing through a body, calming her down as she did not want to start something with the people in front of her.
Before Kelly, stood several men and a woman, all dressed in white and all sporting weapons, and the same 'I want to destroy' looks on their faces. The leader, Ladd Russo a highly violent but trained hit man for the Russo Family who loved shedding blood, it was the only reason why he was wearing white, 'so the blood will appear more beautiful' He gave a canine sneer, and took a step forward, brandishing his shotgun at the young woman in front of him.
'Well now, ain't this a wonderful surprise, what the hell is a Gandor dog like you doing on a train like this?' putting obvious emphasis on the word dog, the men behind him sniggering at the cook in white.
Kelly inhaled her cigarette, taking a puff, pulled it out of her mouth, and held it in her hand.
'Yeah I'm the cook of this train' with her cigarette in hand she pointed at them challengingly and asked,
'Why is a pile of dog shit on this train?' a cold smirk on her face, and placed the cigarette back between her rosy pink lips.
Ladd's smirk transformed into a glare 'Well, that's not very nice bitch cook' his voice low, and filled with murderous intent, his shotgun aimed right between Kelly's eyes. I hate those eyes of hers, does pretty face think she can't die! I'll kill you right here right now bitch!.
Kelly's eyes glowered angrily at him, daring him to pull the trigger, however as she chewed gently on the cigarette, she remembered Luck's words 'don't go round causing unnecessary fights, it causes us trouble and our friends die for no reason, and I know you can avoid a fight if you wanted to' Kelly internally groaned, she really wanted to slice the men in her way but she didn't want to disappoint Luck.
'Say, has anyone died yet?'
Ladd blinked a few times, then hooking the shotgun over his shoulder, he said 'Well I killed a black suit, and one of my mates died, and another black suit died too but I don't know who or what killed him'
Kelly titled her head in puzzlement at this 'who or what' what does he mean by that?
'Also I hear all three conductors are dead, is that true?'
'Yeah, they ain't getting up….wait, did you say three?'
'Yeah' he's says in a serious tone, Kelly had never spoken to him like this, this was indeed a first and abnormal since they often tried to kill each other ever since they met.
Kelly stepped to the side, letting the men in white brush past her, she overlooked the onslaught of insults and threatening jabs her way, she knew that they didn't stand a chance against her.
'So ya think Dune's dead? He was supposed ta be a conductor?'
Dune? They put their own conductor in there? So is he the killer of the two conductors? It did make sense as Ladd's crew were all crazy, they're likely to have a crazy manic like that. But then again, he could be a victim meaning that conductor number 2 is the prime suspect now.
Kelly scratched her head in irritation, she didn't know what the hell was going on, she just wanted to meet the Rail Tracer and stop the madness that was occurring in this train. She dropped her cigarette on the floor and crushed it beneath her foot, regretting it instantly, Man they ain't gonna last long, not that they ever do. Kelly gritted her teeth in annoyance, and placing her hands in her pockets, she carried on venturing down the train, wondering who she'll meet next.
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