Huzzah! (Ren. Fair lingo!…kinda….{I went to the Wenzville (sp?) Renaissance Festival…and watched a ‘jousting match’…we sat on the ‘evil’ side ^^; (go pentagrams!) anyway…we would say ‘huzzah!’ as a ‘woo hoo!’ in the renaissance time…so Huzzah!})

 

This chapter might be kinda weird and different…bear with me…I haven’t practiced writing fight scenes in a while…and back then they weren’t that ‘to die for’…so here goes…Enjoy!  (Back to four pages…)

WARNING: language, a racist comment, and violence.  O.o;  (I just have to say this though, I’m not racist in any way. I love the whooooole world. *smiles*)

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Unleash Your Secrets

Chapter Seven

‘Tight Rope Strangler’

 

 

 

After what seemed an hour of their ‘meeting’, Jaye began to fiddle with the chains.

 

‘Lets see…I think that if I do this,’ she wiggled her ankle a little, ‘…and this…and move my ankle like this…YES!’  The brace connected to the chains loosened to where she could just slip out her foot.

 

She placed the shackle a little ways up the leg of her pants, making it seem that she still had it on.

 

To make the illusion seem more realistic, she then rested leg on top of her other ankle, hiding the ‘now free’ one.

 

Jaye remembered something then…She explored around her right ankle, and felt something tied around it.

 

She uncovered the object, then untied it, and stuck it in her pocket, ready to carry out her ‘last minute plan’.

 

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The man with the black ponytail walked in a short while after they had concluded the meeting.

 

Knowing that the man would retaliate from their earlier experience, Jaye mumbled, “Fucking bastard Chink…”

 

He had just slid the door shut when he heard her comment, and snapped his head in her direction.

 

“Big words coming from a weak little girl.”  He returned caustically.

 

“Come and say that to my face, slant eyes!” Jaye spat.

 

“I could blow up your whole base with Nataku…”  He said, somewhat biting his tounge, trying not to cause much trouble, as instructed earlier.

 

Jaye was slightly confused with his statement, but still continued egging him on.  “Wu-man?  Is that what he called you?  Wooooooooman!”

 

“I’m warning you...”

 

“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooman!”  She mocked.

 

“You stupid girl!!  Shut your damned mouth!!!”  he yelled.

 

“Hmph, fine.”  Jaye backed off. ‘But only for a second’.

 

‘Wu-man’ sat in silence, glaring at her every once in a while.

 

“So, where are the others?”  Jaye asked, this time nicer than the tone she held before.

 

“…Maxwell is in the shower.  The others aren’t here right now.”  He forced himself to say.  “And I’m telling you this, because if I don’t, you’ll keep asking me until I tell you…women are all like…”

 

“Whatever…But, why are you in here?  You could wait outsited of the door if you can’t stand the other sex so much…”  She pointed out.

 

“I was, but I can’t bear listening to Maxwell’s horrible singing.” Wu-man admitted.  “And plus, I didn’t think you’d be so annoying.”

 

Jaye stared at him in disbelief.  “…I’m annoying!  Well, maybe if you weren’t such a chovenistic pig, you’d be able to see the fact that I’m chained to a fricken wall, that is plastered with pictures of me! Plus, I dont even know how long I’ve been here!  I dont know if you guys have other captives, and I don’t know what the hell you guys want!!!”

 

Wu-man stood up.  “Oh, would you please shut up, woman!”

 

Still sitting on the floor, while the man was now leaning against a wall, Jaye yelled, “If you want me to shut up, come over here and gag me!!  I’m not going to shut up!  I dont have to!!”

 

“If I wouldn’t’ve left my katana in the bathroom…” He mumlbed to himself.  “…I WOULD!!”

 

“AWW!  Big and bad ‘woooooooooooooman’ can’t fight without his sword!” she taunted once more, “What are you afraid of?  I’m ‘just some weak girl’ that is, BY THE WAY, chained to a wall!!  That leaves me at a disatvantage!…but anyway, pity you’re afraid…”

 

“I’m not afraid of you…you’re just a WOMAN!”  Wu-man threateningly lunged at Jaye, fist ready to come in contact with her face.  But he stopped himself.

 

He was standing only aobut a half foot away from her, post-lunge, with knees bent and scowl in place.  She payed no attention to the fist centimeters from her face.  “I take that as a threat,” she said suspectingly, yet still taunting.

 

“I can’t fight you, it wouldn’t be a justified battle, you’re chained…”  He said, not moving, speaking in his usual calm, but commanding demenor, instead of the being haste with annoyance.

 

“Oh, well…sorry if you feel that way!”  Jaye said quickly, bringing her ‘chained’ leg to meet his unsuspecting crotch.

 

Stunned by her attack, and moaning, he leaned over for a second, then knew that he had a fight to finish, and must get back up.

 

Jaye stood up, the shackle falling out of her pant leg.  She placed herself ready for battle and hoped that ‘Maxwell’ was going to be a little while longer in the shower.

 

Wu-man tried as hard as he could to get into position, still wincing and making funny faces and noises.

 

“Well,  Wooooooooooman, if you were a woman, that wouldn’t have hurt as much!”  Jaye commented, while ducking out of the way of a punch that he hurled at her.

 

Wu-man blocked a high kick from Jaye and while her balance was on one leg, he swiftly swung his leg around, hitting hers. She fell to her back.

 

Jaye’s head hit the concrete rather hard, and she felt a bit woozy from it.  But nonetheless she kept her guard up when Wu-man dove on her attempting to strangle her or something to that effect.

 

They rolled on the floor a bit, eachother’s hands on the other’s collar bone.  Finally they stopped and Wu-man landed over her.  She took the chance and stuck her foot on his chest and flung him over her head.

 

Wu-man hit the wall, and got back up in seconds.  “What are you a cyborge or something??”  Jaye inqured incredulously.

 

Both of them wrestled and struggled whith eachother for a little while longer.  When Wu-man ended up back toward Jaye, she grabbed ahold of his neck with her arm, and seized the object from her pocket.

 

Wu-man was trying to squirm out of her iron-hold, when she released her arm and replaced it with a twine rope, which she tugged on slightly.

 

After a few seconds of struggling, not being able to breathe, and twine rubbing his neck to where it was just starting to bleed, Wu-man grabbed a white hankerchaif from his pocket and waved it.

 

Jaye let him go, and he fell to the floor.  He was on all fours, gasping her breath.  She hurried to the desk and picked up Braid’s gun that he ‘so conveniently left there’.

 

Wu-man was still trying to regain his ability to breathe properly, when she hit him on the back of the head, knocking him out cold.

 

 

 

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And….lets hear it for the type-o’s!!!!!!…^_^…yes I added a few unnesicery comments in there…cause …(heres my line) I felt like being a dumbass….(I took them out.  They were just me pointing out to a friend that I used big words.  What a dumbass I am…o.o;)

 

Oh yes…how could I almost forget….sry about the language up there…^_^…its PG13…dont say you werent’ in for it…I mean…in perfectly children based movies now a days they have the word, ‘Shit’ in them!!…I cant’ belive it…

 

anyway…the next chapter should be up soon..as soon as I’m done writing it…it another ‘long’ one…I think…but keep up with me!  And read/review…or …read/leave…do whatever ya’d like…I dont mind at all!…you can even walk around my nice white carpet with muddy shoes…we arent’ going to keep it…(plus my carpet isn’t even white..so I dont know who’s carpet that is….okay..i’m going to go now before I confuse the hell out of my self…aswell as you…)  ^_^  (I believe I use that little white carpet deal later on or something in an author note.  I use it more than I realize I do. ^^;

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PS….i happened to enjoy beating up on Wufei…^^;…  ow…ow..ow…oww….STOP HITTING ME WUFEI!!………..i’ll be with ya folks next chapter……

 

Have a day.  ~Ninii.