Too Much Love Will Kill You Vol.1 Chapter 5
Summary: Hel to the rescue (I'm a bit late I know but I literally fall asleep while writing yesterday, then I had to work and we were getting ready for my niece's birthday for tomorrow but here it is now!)
Warnings: violence, cursing, mention of firearm and knives, mention of death, mention of shock (kinda)
word count: 2214
Author's note: I know it's really really hot outside but we do we cool offices down so much, you have to sit in there wrappped up like a burrito? My feet were so coooold and i have a sore throat...
MASTERLIST
3rd person POV
The cell they got pushed into was small and dark, with a pang of rusty smell that was overloading Huner’s senses. Before they were thrown inside the sepies took their weapons and armours leaving them only in their blacks, utterly defenseless. He watched over his brothers, Wrecker looking like he would punch himself out any minute, his leg moving up and down restlessly as he kept looking towards Tech and… Crosshair. Tech sat in the corner of the small cell, with his legs stretched out, as he carefully kept Crosshair’s head resting on his thighs, checking for injuries repeatedly. He kept touching the back of his little brother’s head, where he probably got the blow that caused him to be unconscious for that long. How hard could it have been if it took him out with his helmet on? – Hunter thought and his chest got tight.
“I can’t give him the medical care he needs here” Tech kept repeating again and again, and Hunter couldn’t decide if he said the words to them or to himself.
“It’s going to be okay Tech. He is going to be okay” Hunter told his little brother, but Tech didn’t look at him, he just continued checking Cross’ vital signs as well as he could without his equipment.
“The ship is gone. You sent her the signal, and she left” Tech kept mumbling under his breath, his hand clenching into a fist and letting go rhythmically. “If we get out, we need to find a medbay… It won’t be safe, but we need it, the Marauder is not here anymore, so we need something else. An Omicron class ship or a cargo one…”
“Tech” Hunter stood up and walked up to his brothers while trying to calm Wrecker with a reassuring look. But Wrecker knew better, he knew when missions would go wrong, Tech would get into this state, not shock, not really, but something similar. Making plans from aurek to zerek, making sure he thinks about every possibility, because he feels responsible. He thinks it all went bad because the plan – his plan – wasn’t good enough and their vod’ika got hurt because of it. “Tech” the sarge kneeled in front of them, his throat getting tight as he looked at Crosshair laying in Tech’s lap unconsciously. “Tech look at me” but his brother just kept mumbling about shuttles and hyper jumps. “Tech’ika” he tried softly reaching for his hand. “Come on Tech, look at me.”
“Sarge…”
“We will get out of here, but I need you here. Focused, one plan at the time, alright vod’ika?”
“They won’t leave us alone too long” Tech said with a sigh, more collected than before. “Without our weapons and gear they won’t expect us to charge at them; we’d have the element of surprise.”
“There is the Tech we know” Wrecker let out a loud laugh. “Love the charging at them part.”
“Wrecker, we can loose the element of surprise quiet easily if we let them hear what we are planning to do” Hunter scolded him, then looked back at Tech who only nodded, giving him the I’m alright look.
“We, well Hunter, should hear when they get close and then…” but before he could finish or even really could start explaining his plane the alarms went of loudly with red lights beaming over their heads. Hunter stood up, trying to listen to the shouting outside the cell but the alarm made his head feel like it was about to explode.
“Why do I have the feeling that our little bounty hunter disobeyed orders?” he asked with a sigh, but a small smile played at the corner of his lips.
“There was a ninety-seven percent chance that she would do so.” Tech shrugged like it was the most obvious thing in the galaxy then looked down at Crosshair who let out a painful groan but didn’t wake up yet.
Hel’s POV
Getting in was disappointingly easy. I waited for the guards to put up a fight, but there was only a dozen of droid and two natives, which was more than easy even in my weakened state. I can’t say I didn’t feel my side with every move, or I didn’t get dizzy sometimes, but I worked with worse before. Much worse. I took out four of the droids before they even realised I was there, the rest started shooting but at first, they didn’t even know which way they should have turned their weapons, which gave me the opportunity to take down three more before the others started firing my way. The two Nalroni was harder to kill but not impossible, not even close. They were dead on the ground before they could call for reinforcements.
“Alright droid, where to?” I talked into my comms.
“Gonk, gonk.” The droid’s voice was almost
“Alright, Gonky” I rolled my eyes. “Where are they?” my datapad blipped and a map appeared with four red dots next to each other. “Thanks, little guy.”
“Gonk”
I couldn’t shake of the feeling that I was closing in on them way too easy. Yes, there was a couple of droids here and there, the alarm was so loud it made my ear hurt at some point, but apart from that… In my line of work, you learn pretty fast that too easy can turn deadly in a second. If you think it’s too easy than someone want it for you to be easy and that someone will hold you at gunpoint in no time.
I kept looking over my shoulders while moving closer to the place where the boys were apparently held. I reached a hug metal door, I raised my gun and slammed the panel. The door opened with a metallic sound.
“Kriff” I cursed under my breath. There was no one in there, only their armours and weapons. “Kriffing gods” I kicked the doorframe. “Where the hell are you boys?” I let out a sigh and took deep breaths too calm myself. What in the galaxy are you doing? You shouldn’t even be here; you should have left as they told you to… But I couldn’t. They didn’t leave me on Coruscant, when I was injured, even though they had no reason to help me. I took another deep breath and closed my eyes. Dangerous move in my situation but I did not know what else to do, I needed to find them fast. I concentrated on my breathing and tried to block out everything else. I felt anger, desperation, hope… I tilted my head like when you hear something but it’s too quiet. I saw a small room, saw them Tech sitting in the ground, holding Crosshair, who was out cold, Hunter and Wrecker looked like they were ready to jump at anyone when the door opened. Left. My eyes were wide open now, my breathing quickened. I thought I’d never get used to that feeling. But at least I knew where they were.
I locked the door and started to run towards the way they were, and as I suspected the closer I got the more droids and Nalroni I met, but on the bright side, I knew I headed the right direction.
“And here I though we would get some lightsaber action.” I heard a deep voice and a dozen of droids pointed their guns at me. I saw a tall Nalroni among them, with a disgusting smile on his face. “Put the weapon down little girl, you are outnumbered.”
“Been the whole time since I got in here and yet I got that far. Your droids are in pieces, your men are dead, I think me and my weapons are good.” I said with a smirk, and he let out an angry growl. “Look, I hate you lot, as much as anyone in the Republic, but I’m willing to let you live, if you let the clones go and let us leave. But don’t think about it too long, my patience is wearing thin already.”
“Who do you think you are, making demands here as if you are the Count himself?” he roared angrily.
“Hel Zovis, bounty hunter, alias the Protégé” I said pretending to be bored, but the nickname still left a sour taste in my mouth. The realization immediately showed on his face, which—I won't lie—was a boost to my ego. “Pleasure, I’m sure. Clock is ticking. The clones or I start shooting. And you will go down first.”
“The infamous Protégé” he chuckled. “Since when do you care about clones?”
“Since I owe them my life” I raised my weapon higher, dropping the act. Smile disappearing as I counted how many shots I’ll need to get through them, and after how many I’ll have to take cover. The B1 droids have slow reaction times, so I would be able to take out a quarter of them without any trouble before I had to worry about the rest firing at me. “I’m waiting for an answer here Sleemo”
“Now, now there is no need to rush like this” he stepped closer. “How about business?”
“I don’t make deal with separatist scum” I hissed. “Ten seconds. Nine. Eight…”
My calculation wasn’t exactly precise; I couldn’t take down as many as I though before they started shooting back – one of them tagging my upper arm – and I had to take cover. But I hit the leader, who was laying on the ground, not dead, given the painful groans, but he wouldn’t get up for a while.
“Last chance” I shouted. “Tell them to fall back. Now!” I heard his voice but couldn’t make out what he was saying. The droids stopped shooting and I heard mechanical legs taking a couple of steps back. “Well isn’t that nice?” I got up from behind my cover still holding up the DC-15S blaster carbine I took liberty of taking from the Marauder. “Here I was, being so sure that I’d have to kill you, but look, you are a clever boy after all.” I shot down the rest of the droids that were just standing like target dummies. “Open the cell.”
“I can’t…”
“Your legs are still working. Stand the kriff up and open the cell, before I loose my patience and shoot them so you’ll have to crawl there.” I spat angrily. “I’ve already spent way more time on this karking planet than I wanted to.” I was really at the end of my tether. My side hurt, my head spined, my arm burned where I got hit by the droids blaster fire, I just wanted to leave.
“Vat-licker” he spat as he stood up, making me want to kick him back down.
“Really now?” I pushed the carbine against his temple. “Anything else to say? Go on, I’m more than happy to listen. Please, just give me a reason.”
“Just take your meat-droids and go”
“You really have a death wish, don’t you? Open the kriffin’ door” I pushed the weapon against his head harder. “No, wait. Is it sound proof?” the leader shook his head and I stepped closer to the door. “Boys?” I shouted.
“Hel!” I heard Hunter call out and I let out a relieved sigh.
“I will get the door open. Do me a favour and don’t jump at me, alright?” I stepped back. “We will need the drink you owe me before that happens” I added with a smirk and the sepie groaned. “Open it.” when the door slid open I didn’t hesitate for a minute I shot him in the head, letting him drop to the ground before I stepped into the cell.
“Little Lady!” I heard and before I could say anything Wrecker had me in his arms and spun me around. “You were faster than I thought you’d be.” he put me down with a wide smile.
“Was I?” I tilted my head smiling, then my eyes dropped to the corner where Tech sat with Crosshair. “How is he?” I looked up at Hunter, putting my hand on his arm, giving a reassuring squeeze.
“He’s been out since we got captured, we will no more when we are back on the ship” he said as we watched Wrecker carefully lifting the snippers limp body. I had to look away.
“Oh, and it is so good that I didn’t took it, no matter how hard you tried to convince or order me.” I looked up at him with an I told you so look.
“I knew you wouldn’t” Tech stepped next to me. I looked at him and before I could realise what I was doing I reached up to his chin tilting his head so I could get a better look at the purple bruise on his face. “Nothing serious, it will be gone approximately in two to three rotations.”
“Now I don’t feel bad killing them.” I said looking at Crosshair in Wrecker’s arms. “How did you know I wouldn’t leave? You don’t know me.” but he didn’t answer. I let the silence stretch on a little longer then turned to Hunter. “I know where they put your gear, we can pick them up on the way out. You guys are ready to leave?”
“You have no idea.”
A/N: I know I promised two chapters and I intend to keep that promise, I just couldn't finish the next one... but almost. Update this weekend.
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