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Tainted Time	By : InspectorZenigata Category: +G to L > Lupin III Views: 3647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9
Fighting for you.
Yelling�

Zenigata sat up a bit in the bed he hated more then anything. His cotton 360 thread count prison.

Eyes closed in concentration; he listened to frantic, angry words, muffled by the walls around him. Good. Giving a small sigh of satisfaction, he allowed his weak body to slump back to the mattress.

Lupin was gone. At last, the stupid bastard had given up on him, forgotten him. Now he no more regrets, save the one. He could die relatively happy. Or at least at ease.

The door to his room slammed open with a force he has seen before. �Henry, nice see you. To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?� Zenigata said, the smugness not hidden in the least by his tired voice.

In 3 broad strides, the Cult Leader was beside the cops� bed, anger coloring his face. He was laughing at them! Wrapping a large hand around the Inspectors neck, he lifted the man in one swift movement, wires and tubes dangling from him like a ill used puppet.

�Where the hell is he?! Where the hell did he go?!� Henry, bellowed, anger mottled face inches from Zenigata�s, which held a calm smile.

�Where did who go?� The veins and tendons stood out like ropes in larger mans' neck as he managed to get closer to Zenigata�s face. He couldn�t help it, suicidal as it may have been.

He laughed, softly at first, growing quickly into something not able to be referred to as sane. �He�s gone, isn�t he? He�s impossible to catch and keep. I�ve been trying all my life. What makes you think someone as pathetic as you could do it?� Zenigata taunted, grin never leaving his face even as he was shook like a rag doll.

�You Son of a Bitch! Tell me where if fuck he is or-� The Machines attached to his prisoner began to sing out in alarm. Too rough.. Even if Lupin had disappeared through a large hole in his cell, didn't mean the man that dangled from his grip was useless. �God Damn it.� He hissed, tossing the battered man back on his bed.

Doctors and nurses swarmed as he stepped away from the figure. They would make sure that the asshole lived. Or they wouldn�t.

There was still away, a last resort. �Dr. Emul?� He called out as one of the white-coated men behind him scurried at the page.

No words were spoken from him. He simply awaited orders. Henry stared ahead, chewing thoughtfully at a hangnail. �Do the procedure.�

�The procedure, Sir? Are you sure?� the halting voice filled Henry ears, a hateful sound, like finger nails on a chalkboard.

�Did I stutter? Do it, or I will have it preformed on you!� The threat was potent and Dr. Emul left without another sound. It would be done. And then the new plan could begin. Gala-Balagal would be home. �Just a few more days my Lord, I promise.� He whispered, as he left, the open door behind him, entryway to a frenzied scene of prep to the calm Zenigata.

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He was going to kill them. Watching them both watching him. No matter his skills, when it came right down to it, the other two had him outmatched. But when he did find a way out, he was going to kill them.

�Let me friggin go! Do you know what they are going to do to him? If I�m not there, they are gonna kill the old man!�

His angry words were met be silence, not a change from the last 30 or so times he had threatened, pleaded, and argued with them.

Jigen heaved a smoke-tainted sigh, standing with a small grunt. �Friggin calm down Lupin. We aren�t letting you destroy yourself for Pops. So you might as well take it easy, You'll heal faster that way.�

�Besides� you�re healing is almost done.� Goemon added calmly, from his meditating position. �I must admit I'm impressed with your doctoring skills Jigen.�

The gunman slipped back into the room, water and rag in hand, feral smile on his face. �You�re always impressed with my�.skills.� He teased, looking over the slower healing of Lupin�s wounds.

Goemon turned slightly pink and looked to one side, feigning a cough. �Yes�. Well��

�Oh for gods sakes, just kill me now and end this torture!� Lupin yelled, from the bed he was chained to.

�Lupin, what the hell-� Jigen began, but was cut off.

�Quite the damn flirting already! It�s like watching the lamest romance movie on friggin Lifetime or something! Just jump each other and save me the pain of watching you too sling innuendo like cheap diner hash! Son of a bitch, I hate you both.� Lupin pouted out the last line, slumping into a surly silence.

�Is that what's got your boxers in a knot?� Jigen asked, laughing loudly. �Jeez, I was wondering what it was. Sorry pal, I guess we aren�t helping your missing Pops. But you know, it�s been a friggin week almost and with both of us needing to keep watch so you don't run off, and well, you are taking up the bed�� Jigen explained a little, while behind him, Goemon was turning a rather interesting shade of red.

�I'm sure Pops is okay.� Jigen lied smoothly, the bed creaking as he sat on its edge. �We still have the idol, they still want you to return the ugly piece of shit, and as far as they know, the old man is the best way to make you listen.� He stated, ignoring the fact that Lupin�s �escape� more then likely proved to them that Zenigata was useless after all.

�Are you sure you want to become a part of the Inspectors life, Lupin?� Goemon asked, blushing now almost under control. �You and him have been at odds so long, do you think it would be worth the trouble sure to result?�

�What the hell is with both of you? I never said I wanted to be anything with Pops; I'm just worried about the old pain in the ass! That�s all it is! And anything, I mean, IF anything had happened between us, it sure as hell isn�t, um.. wouldn�t be your friggin business or concern. So just leave me the hell alone and ��

Lupin�s lie filled tirade ended as the wall behind them exploded inward.

Old wood splinted like toothpicks as the small building was attacked. Lupin�s lungs filled with dust as his ears filled with the sound of Goemon�s sword and Jigen cussing. Still chained to the bed, the thief found himself face down on the floor, his cushy cell having been flipped with the force of the explosion.

�Son of a bitch! What the hell happened?� Jigen pushed the bed upright, as his lover sliced Lupin free of his bounds.

�Whomever it was, they didn't stay to fight.� Goemon commented, disgust heavy in his voice.

The hut had been reduced to a lean-to. The wall was completely gone. Well, not completely, as it was present about them in the form of kindling and dust.

All three were coughing as they brushed chunks of wood from themselves and took stock of their conditions. �What the hell hit us?� Lupin looked about, but didn't see the source of the attack. They had indeed left.

�A cannon ball.� Jigen pushed the said medieval weapon about with one foot. �I friggin found lodged in the stove. Or, what use to be the stove.�

�A-a cannon ball?� He couldn�t have heard that right. No one used a cannon!

�Hey, Goemon, take a swing at this. I'm not sure it�s completely what it seems. Things a bit light to be solid metal.� He didn't need to mention that it might be worse to open the sphere. Everyone knew. It was the way things were, and had always been. The choices were judged quickly, with no words from any of them.

A swift arc of silver and the ball fell in twain under Jigen�s foot.

�Son of a bitch. I knew it. Lupin, I think this is for you.� The gunman stepped back, horror written upon his face. Beside him, Goemon looked fit to kill, his grip tightened on Zantuksten.

�Guys� come on guys.. You�re scaring me. What is it?� Lupin edged forward, afraid to see what had affected both the men so strongly.

The center of the cannon ball was hollow as predicted. But that wasn't what was the shock was. All the blood seemed to drain from Lupin�s face as he took out the carefully wrapped item with shaking hands.

A white cloth, stained with red. Lupin unraveled it, a potent mix of fear and hate burning in his eyes. Something fell from the bloodied handkerchief, and bounced across the floor.

Not a sound� if it had been quiet before, it was deathly still now as all eyes centered in on the toe that lay on the worn floorboards.

�We can send him back, bit by bit, or you can come get him. We will discuss it more when you arrive.� Lupin read off the short note written on the cloth.

�This�this is inexcusable.� Lupin hadn�t heard that tone from the swordsman�s in a very long time. Last time, Goemon had killed.

Jigen heard the change as well, and drew his own deadly weapon. �I'm with you hon.� He grunted. �Lupin, you�re healed enough. Let�s go see what those bastards want.�

The entire cabin seemed to be engulfed in a haze of anger and hate, but thick as it was, the sensation only doubled as Lupin picked up the toe from the floor. �They just made the biggest mistake of their lives��..�
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