Fan Fiction ❯ The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles ❯ Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Ch. 14 ( Chapter 14 )

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The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Ch. 14

The crowd was tense with anticipation as they watched the champion enter the ring. The champion was a green-eyed, black-haired, tightly muscled man with a very tall frame. He smiled at his opponent, a young man who was rising through the street fighting ranks. The youngster was squat with honey-colored hair and brown eyes. The bell rang and the two men moved toward each other.

The challenger blasted the champion in the jaw. The challenger blasted the champion in the jaw. The challenger couldn't believe that he hit the legendary Ian Groombridge in the face. Ian smiled and retaliated with a right cross to the jaw. The challenger stumbled from the blow and lashed out with a roundhouse kick. Ian fell to the mat and smirked. He thought that this young whelp was getting cocky, now it was time to finish this off. Ian got up and delivered a beautiful uppercut that sent his opponent reeling. The crowd cheered as they sensed that Ian was ready to deliver his famous finishing move. Ian yelled, "Ruffhouse Power Bomb!" Ian glowed with gold energy as he put the man between his legs, raised him high in the air and brought him back down to the mat hard. His head snapped from the impact delivered from the powerbomb.

Ian stood over the crumpled form of the challenger and yelled in triumph. The crowed roared as Ian walked out of the ring to his dressing room. Ian took a shower and put on his street clothes. Ian sighed and thought about how street fighting just wasn't the same. Cammy was the only person in England that managed to defeat him in a match. Since then, he'd run roughshod over everyone else that was in the street fighting game in England. This chump that fought against him today didn't belong in the ring against him. Even the crime-fighting gig that he worked on the side was quiet. London was so damn quiet it was pathetic. Of course, there were the standards muggings and other crap. However, he only dealt in major stuff. Ian's cell phone rang and he answered it. Ian said, "Hello." Ian smiled as he heard the soft voice of PD telling him that they were visiting him. Ian said, "Great, I'm assuming that this is more than a social call. You guys wouldn't be visiting me two days before Christmas unless there was a problem." Ian's eyebrows rose as he heard about the Kao Belt. Ian replied, "Wow, this is going to be fun. I'll see you in a couple of hours." Ian hung up the phone and smiled as he walked out of the dressing room to his car. Ian sped off, happy that the danger quotient was about to rise.

Angela, Tammy, and Dwayne were in the passenger compartment of Shadowhawk. Dwayne was sleeping and Angela was looking out of the window.

Tammy looked at Angela and asked with some concern, "Hey, Angela. You've been quiet, what's wrong?"

Angela smiled, "Nothing's wrong, Tammy."

Tammy smirked, "Something's wrong with you. You can talk to me about it."

Angela sighed, "Have you ever been confused about something?"

Tammy looked at her quizzically, "Yeah, but I don't understand where you're going with this."

Angela sighed and replied, "Well, that ninja Snakeeyes made an appearance in my room when we were in Acapulco."

Tammy gasped, "When was this?"

"When we got back to the villa after getting the fragment."

Tammy asked, "Did he do anything to you?"

Angela scratched her head and answered, "No, he just told me that I was an angel and that he wouldn't mess with us anymore."

Tammy looked at her new friend and asked, "Did anything else happen between you two?"

Angela blushed, "We kissed."

Tammy smiled and asked, "Is he cute under that mask?"

Angela stated, "That's the thing, his face was really messed up but it didn't matter to me."
Tammy sighed happily, "That's sweet."

Angela replied, "But I don't understand this, we beat the living crap out of each other."

Tammy shrugged, "Well, Dwayne and I didn't hook up in a normal way. I asked him to go out with me after I stripped in front of him, Creaig, and Rob when we were in NYC."

Angela asked in shock, "Why?"

Tammy replied with a slight grin, "It was a fetish of mine to strip in front of a group of guys. I wanted to show him what he had to look forward to. I was taking a chance that he would reject me. I wouldn't think that every man would want their potential girlfriend to strip in front of two other guys."

"I see, but I have to tell you something."

Tammy sighed and said, "Let me guess, you have feelings for Dwayne." Angela looked at her in shock and thought that she was going to get the living crap beat out of her.

"How did you know?"

Tammy smirked, "I could see the way you looked at him sometimes."

"Listen, I don't want to ruin what you two have, but I yearn to be with him."

"I know, in fact I should beat you down for wanting my man."

Angela asked, "Why don't you?"

Tammy replied, "For one thing, we're in a race to save the world. Two, Dwayne wouldn't want us to fight over him. Three, I'm actually starting to like you now."

"Great, but I'm still confused inside about my feelings toward Dwayne and Snakeeyes."

"Since we've become friends now, I'll give you a piece of advice. Just follow your heart and let it lead you toward the right decision. Just so you know, I'll beat the living crap out of you if you try to sidle in with Dwayne."

"Okay."

PD's voice came over the intercom, "We're about to touch down in London." Tammy woke up Dwayne.

Dwayne yawned and asked, "Are we there yet?"

Tammy smiled and answered, "We're about to land, sweetheart."

Dwayne smiled, "Great, I hope it isn't raining." Shadowhawk landed at the airport and the group stepped out of the plane.

A light rain fell down on them.

Dwayne grumbled, "It had to be raining when we got here, didn't it?"

PD asked, "Why are you so peeved about the rain?"

Dwayne sighed, "Acapulco was so sunny and everything, I just felt at piece there."

Tammy smiled brightly, "We can come back to Acapulco for the honeymoon."

Angela asked DP, "Who's this guy that's coming to get us?"

DP smiled and replied, "His name is Ian Groombridge."

Dwayne's eyes widened in surprise as he asked, "You know him?"

PD answered, "We go way back."

Dwayne replied in awe, "He's a world-champion street fighter who's only been beaten 3 times."

DP replied, "Right you are, Dwayne. He's pretty rich on top of that."

Angela asked another question, "Does he work in the superhero game like us?"

PD smirked, "Of course. He'll be helping us out on our mission."

Tammy smiled, "Cool, I'm sure he'll give us a tour of London."

DP answered, "Yeah." A black van came up to the group.

Ian Groombridge stepped out of the van. Angela was immediately struck by how rugged he looked in his white t-shirt and blue jeans. Tammy was also slightly attracted to Ian. Dwayne saw the reactions of Tammy and Angela and felt a bit of jealousy. PD and DP were both thinking that their friend hadn't changed that much. Ian shook hands with Dwayne, Angela, and Tammy. Ian smiled as he smirked at PD and DP.

The street fighter commented, "You two are still flashy, aren't you?"

PD replied, "You know this, man." DP, PD, and Ian shared a big hug and a laugh. Ian said, "We'll, we should really get going to my flat." Dwayne looked at Ian with a puzzled expression, "Flat?"

"My house, Dwayne. Your mentors over there didn't tell you some stuff about British culture."

Dwayne shrugged, "Nope."

Ian shook his head, "That figures, these two were always lazy about that." PD glared at Ian and cried, "Shut it, you never told us that crap when we first came to England."

Ian smirked, "Yeah, and you two almost got the crap beat out of you by some hooligans." DP scoffed, "Please, we could've taken those drunken louts out."

Ian coughed and replied, "If I remember right, they had you two on the ropes before I came up to save your sorry asses."

PD grumbled, "Whatever."

Tammy asked, "So what's the plan Ian?"

Ian smiled brightly and said, "Well, sweetheart the plan is to go back to my flat, get settled and then go on a bit of sightseeing. We can't start searching for that Kao Belt fragment until tomorrow."

Angela said, "That sounds good to me, let's do this." The group put their stuff in his van and sped
away.

Storm sighed as he threw his stuff down in their new hideout. Apparently Shonuf was so ticked off by their performance that he and Kamal ended up in this dead end subway station. They had TV and all of the amenities, but even he couldn't convince a hooker to come back to this place. There weren't too many things that scared him, but this place was just creepy. You had to walk through a virtual cornucopia of dark and dank subway tunnels to get here. The damn British need to have a simple subway system. The only good thing about this place was that nobody would find them. Storm asked Kamal, "Has he always been this touchy?"

Kamal replied, "This is nothing. One time, he killed one of my partners for failing. For some reason, he spared me though."

Storm grumbled, "Just peachy, so what are we supposed to do now?"

Kamal sighed, "Well, we can't search for the fragment right now. All we can do now is
relax until tomorrow."

Storm groaned, "Damn, we're going to be stuck here all day. No disrespect, but I need to get my annual sexual encounter in."

Kamal frowned, "Maybe it's a good omen that you can't get any sex while we're here. We're here to get the fragment and that's all."

Storm snarled, "I can do this job either way. While you're taking shots at me, you didn't do that well, abstinence boy." Kamal smacked Storm on the back of the head.

Storm snapped, "What was that for, old man?"

Kamal yelled, "For being so damn stupid! You need to stop being so damn reckless. One night without sex won't kill you."

Storm yelled, "What do you know, old man?"

Kamal spat out, "I know plenty, you little punk. I've been menacing people since you were a little embryo."

Storm manifested his battle aura and said, "I'm sick of hearing about your accomplishments. It's on."

Kamal's body glowed in dark energy as he replied, "Come on, then. Let's see just how good you really are." The duo started to brawl, both frustrated with each other and their enemies.

Willie Wayne sat on the couch in his and Malcolm's hotel suite. Willie was very ticked off at how Big Money took him out of the fight for the fragment. He was also very disappointed that the Mexican take-over bid didn't work out. Willie could've lived as a king if they took over the country. Now he was traipsing around the world trying to get this belt. The only noteworthy mention in his day was that he beat down his son and his white fiancée. He wasn't through with him though. The time would come in which he would finish off his one big mistake once and for all. It was Dwayne's fault that the love of his life died. He thought that his rotten son killed her by being so damn annoying. He was so damn crazy that he had to stress her out to the point in which she had a heart attack. It still galled him to think about when Dwayne was always hanging around her instead of being a real boy. Dwayne wouldn't even go out and roughhouse with the other kids in the neighborhood. When Alice died, he thought that he would at least be able to toughen him up
like his father did. The damn justice system shut him down, but it was all good because he wasn't going back to jail this time. When he and Malcolm got the Kao Belt, Dwayne would be as good as dead when he found his ass.

Malcolm-Jamal Helmsley sighed as he thought about that debacle in Mexico. Yeah, he killed Juanita. Snakeeyes didn't follow through like he thought he would. If there was one thing he hated, it was someone with another agenda. Damn Snakeeyes for failing him. He was supposed to take care of that girl. He and Willie spent a couple of days looking for him in Acapulco, but he was nowhere to be found. Malcolm vowed that he would kick that samurai wannabe's ass if he saw him again.

Willie said, "Malcolm, I can't wait to get at Big Money and those other people."

Malcolm spat out, "Me too. No one defeats us like that without repercussions and consequences."

Willie sighed, "Too bad it's nighttime now. We could've gone out and searched for the
fragment."

"Yeah, but we left Acapulco too late. I don't feel like going out, so we should just relax until tomorrow."

Willie said, "Okay, so what's on the old boob tube?" Malcolm turned on the TV and channel surfed until he found a soccer match involving Manchester United.

Willie said, "Cool, soccer."

Malcolm's eyebrow rose as he said, "You like soccer too?"

"Sure, especially the soccer played here in England. Soccer is a real man's game." Both men smiled and watched the match unfold.

Dwayne sat in a chair eating chips (French fries) at the food court in the Pepsi Trocadero. The Pepsi Trocadero was a small shopping center slash amusement park. But Dwayne wasn't amused by what was going on between Tammy and Ian. Tammy was looking at him like she was a little girl looking for acceptance. It made him sick to see how she was sidling up to him all day. They'd visited Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, and the London Zoo today. Ian was so damn popular that they had to fight off his adoring public to get to their destinations. Damn him and his rugged good looks. He had money and charisma on his side. Dwayne was ready to beat the living piss out of him if he kept on flirting with Tammy.

Tammy was charmed by Ian's personality. She liked being around him because he was so damn funny. She'd had fun hearing about some of PD and DP's more embarrassing exploits early in their career. It was too bad that he didn't meet up with her before she became engaged to Dwayne. He was 8 years older than her, but the age difference wouldn't have mattered to her. Tammy was also happy that she got a chance to visit one of the most historic cities in the world. She was especially glad to see Big Ben. The historic clock was always one of the things she wanted to see for herself, and she wasn't disappointed.

Angela's thoughts were also on Ian. Ian definitely appealed to her. In fact, Ian was pushing Dwayne out of the picture. Best of all, Ian was single and normal. She couldn't shake Snakeeyes out of her mind. It was as if they had some kind of connection or something.

Ian smiled to himself as he thought about his day so far. Tammy Grabek and Angela Rogers were both sexy women. Damn it all that Tammy had to be taken by Dwayne. All of the good girls had to be taken. Ian could sense that Angela was attached to somebody, even though she said that she was single. Angela just couldn't see the symptoms yet. For all of the women that threw themselves at
him, most of them were vapid little tricks that were only good for a quick fuck. Ian wanted a woman with some substance. Ian sighed softly and thought about how he was looking forward to the mission tomorrow. One thing that he knew was that his friends PD and DP would always be involved in some crazy shit. He was getting bored with the fame; he needed some excitement in his life. Nowadays, his battles weren't as difficult. Ian's thoughts turned toward Dwayne. Dwayne was an interesting individual. He was very glib and slightly arrogant in his eyes. Ian wondered how he got someone like Tammy, but some guys get all of the breaks.

PD and DP's thoughts were the same. Both men were happy to see their good friend. They were both worried about the mission. The team barely got out of Mexico alive. Both were confident that they would somehow prevail in the end.

The group finished eating their food and went back to Ian's flat. Ian's house was nearly as lavish as Pegasus Pavillion. PD and DP plopped down on the leather couch to watch some TV. Angela and Tammy both went to their respective rooms to take a nap. Dwayne convinced Ian to show him his gymnasium/training facility.

Ian's gym/training facility was simple in layout. A ring stood in the center of the room with speed bags, exercise bags, and weightlifting equipment spread out liberally.

Ian remarked, "Well, this is the place. But I think you have something on your mind, young Dwayne."

Dwayne smiled grimly and responded, "Damn right, Mr. Groombridge. What's with you and my fiancée, man?"

Ian shrugged and replied, "Tammy's a sexy woman, Dwayne."

Dwayne spat out, "I know, you need to shut off the game shooting."

Ian looked at him in puzzlement and said, "Game shooting?"

Dwayne snarled, "I mean you need to stop hitting on my woman, pretty boy."

Ian raised his hands in the air in a peaceful gesture, "Listen, I can't help it if women want to jump on my bones. I'm not trying to take your woman."

Dwayne yelled, "FUCK YOU! I'm sick of your shit. You've been bitching about how you're not challenged. Well, I challenge you to get into the ring and fight me."

Ian looked at him aghast, "You want me to fight you? We've got an important mission to undertake tomorrow."

Dwayne smirked, "Are you scared of a high school student? I won't transform into Big Money and
you can't use your superpowers."

"I'm not going to fight you. Calm down." Dwayne punched him in the jaw. Ian fell to the
floor as Dwayne yelled, "C'mon, champ! Show me what you've got." Dwayne kicked him in the ribs. Ian got up, wiped his blood off of his lip and snarled, "Get in the ring, wanker."

Both men jumped into the ring. Ian couldn't believe that Dwayne was crazy enough to fight him. He didn't want to fight him, but he would be damned if some whelp stepped to him like he was the shit. Dwayne wanted to beat the crap out of Ian. He wasn't thinking about the fragment they had to get tomorrow. All he was thinking about was how to remove this threat from Tammy.

Dwayne started off with a swing at Ian. Ian dodged the fist and punched him in the jaw. Dwayne stumbled back from the blow. Ian tackled Dwayne hard to the mat. The air rushed out Dwayne's body. Ian started pummeling Dwayne with vicious blows to the face. Ian got off of Dwayne and pulled him to his feet. Ian threw Dwayne hard into a turnbuckle headfirst. Stars flashed n Dwayne's eyes as he slowly became aware that he was bleeding. Ian kicked Dwayne in the stomach and grabbed him again. Ian whipped him into the ropes. Dwayne rushed out at Ian, avoiding his clothesline and countering with a flying dropkick to Ian's face. Ian fell to the ground, amazed by his agility. Dwayne picked Ian up and body-slammed him. Ian grunted in pain as Dwayne said, "Damn you, you're going to apologize." Ian slowly rose to his feet and snarled, "I'm not apologizing for something that wasn't wrong." Ian punched him in the kidney and put him in a sleeperhold, looking to end the match quickly by making him fall unconscious. Dwayne's eyes started to droop over, but he managed to elbow Ian in his side. Ian doubled over from that, so Dwayne summoned an extra burst of energy to deliver a superkick to Ian's jaw that rattled his teeth. Ian fell to the ground and his last thought before falling unconscious was that Dwayne would make an awesome street fighter. Dwayne stood over Ian and said, "It shouldn't have come to this."

PD and DP walked into the room and saw Ian lay out in the middle of the ring with Dwayne bleeding from his forehead. PD rushed over to check on Ian while DP ran up to Dwayne.

DP angrily asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Dwayne answered angrily "He shouldn't have been messing with my woman. Nobody does that without repercussions and consequences."

DP sighed, "Ian's always been friendly to the ladies. You need to stop being so paranoid. Tammy loves you." PD slapped Ian lightly on the cheek to wake him up. Ian groaned and clutched his head. The British man remarked, "Your protégé has the nastiest superkick I've ever seen."

PD said, "I'm sorry for him doing this."

Ian shrugged, "It's okay. He was just looking out for his fiancée." Dwayne knew that this had gone too far. Dwayne never like apologizing to people when he was wrong, but it was right in this case. Dwayne said, "I'm sorry, Ian. I let my temper get the best of me."

Ian pulled himself to his feet and stuck his hand out to shake Dwayne's hand. Dwayne and Ian shook hands. PD said, "Now that everyone is okay again, we need to see if Ian's got a concussion and clean Dwayne up." The men walked out of the gym to Ian's medical facility.

Snakeeyes sat on the floor in his hotel room overlooking the River Thames. His meeting with Angela went along swimmingly. There was something about her that made her very desirable in his eyes. Besides, she led him toward the path of enlightenment. He'd been having dreams about how his sickening deeds were sending him on a one-way trip to hell. Angela was supposed to be his salvation, basically by giving him a reason to do the right thing. The people he ran with in The Cauldron were heartless bastards and he was sure that he had to be with them. However, he'd seen the light and now it was time to run with the good guys. Snakeeyes got off the floor and went to sleep in his bed.

Some people say that war is hell. The immediate area that Kamal and Storm were laying in fit this description perfectly. Tables were smashed, couched were incinerated, walls were scorched and the TV was smashed in. Both men were exhausted and in pain from brawling non-stop for 4 hours or so.

Kamal croaked, "Are you done now?"

Storm said, "Yeah, I'm done now. I'm going to sleep now."

"Same here, see you tomorrow." Storm and Kamal fell asleep on the floor.

Dwayne walked into the bedroom he shared with Tammy.

Tammy saw him enter the bedroom and asked, "What's with the bandage?"

Dwayne replied, "Nothing, baby."

Tammy looked at him and said, "You can't lie to me, what did you do?"

Dwayne sighed, "Okay, I fought with Ian tonight."

Tammy walked over to Dwayne and screeched, "Why?"

"C'mon, you two were flirting all day. Nobody does that with my fiancée."

Tammy bristled, "I'm not some dainty little flower. How bad did you hurt him?"

"He's just got a sore jaw. When we get up tomorrow, his jaw should be fine. He should be hurt more than that, I put a lot into that damn superkick."

Tammy slapped him in the back of the head and said, "Okay, buster. We've got an important mission to deal with tomorrow. You can't go around beating down your allies for no good reason."

Dwayne grumbled, "I apologized to him, damn."

"You better have."

Dwayne asked, "Can I get a hug? He hurt me pretty good too, you know."

"No hugs for you, in fact stay over on your side of the bed tonight." Dwayne groaned as he went over to his side of the bed and went to sleep.

Angela was tossing and turning in her bedroom. Snakeeyes appeared in her dream. He was reaching out for her while they were both sitting in a field. Snakeeyes tipped his head to kiss her when she suddenly screamed as his face turned into a serpent. Angela sat up in her bed; sweat pouring off of her body. Angela remarked, "Damn, this is crazy." Angela went back to sleep and this time her sleep was dreamless.

Storm and Kamal woke up at 8:00 in the morning, both still sore from their spat last night.

Storm shuffled his feet and whispered, "Kamal, I'm sorry for the fight we had yesterday. We should be fighting our enemies instead of each other."

Kamal replied, "I apologize as well. That fight was petty and useless. Now let's go." The duo left the room.

Willie and Malcolm woke up at 8:20, both feeling refreshed and ready to take out all comers. Willie and Malcolm yelled, "Let's fuck them up!" Both men walked out of their hotel suite.

Snakeeyes stood in front of the window in his hotel room. He looked at the peaceful flow of the River Thames. It was an unbelievably bright and sunny Christmas Eve. Christmas didn't really mean that to him when he was a kid. He was too busy staying one step ahead of the law and staving off starvation. His parents left him in an orphanage in France when he was 3 years old. The nuns took care of him until he was 10 years old. Snakeeyes was a restless child, so he decided to find his parents. He was very angry at how his parents left him alone in the orphanage. Snakeeyes ran away from the orphange. He roamed all over Europe, looking for his parents. Snakeeyes finally caught up to his parents at the age of 13 in a small town in Switzerland.

He looked at them and said quietly, "Hi, Mom and Dad."

His father looked at him in shock. The man stammered, "Hello, son."

Snakeeyes asked, "Why did you leave me in the orphanage?"

His mom replied, "We couldn't keep you, so we decided to put you in the orphanage."

Snakeeyes said angrily, "Do you know how hard it was to live in that place? I needed you two."

His dad replied, "We're sorry about that. You're here now, so you can stay here with us. Maybe now we can be worthy of being your parents." Snakeeyes's eyes teared up and he cried tears of joy. It was too bad that his happiness was short lived. He lived with them for 3 years and was very happy. An intruder came into their house and killed his parents in cold blood. On that day, something happened that made him turn into a cold and ruthless killer. He vowed to himself to stop caring about anything except violence. The rest of his life was spent learning the deadly art of killing. Snakeeyes shook his head and told himself to think of happier things like Angela. Snakeeyes decided to meditate for a while.

PD and his group assembled at 9:00 a.m.

Big Money said, "Christmas Eve, me thinks that we should give ourselves an early Christmas present and shut down nefarious evildoers."

PD looked at Big Money and said, "Nefarious? Somebody's been hitting the dictionary again."

Big Money glared at PD as Ian said, "Let's move out, people."

Angela grinned, "Who are you supposed to be, Ian? Optimus Prime?"

Ian glared at Angela and replied, "This shit was uncalled for, let's go." The group walked out of the flat to search for the fragment.

All of the teams had a very hard time navigating through the streets of London. The twists and turns were so complex that it took them hours to finally reach their destination.

Storm and Kamal stepped out of their rental car and both said, "DAMN!"

Storm commented, "And I thought New York City was bad."

"Agreed, but we finally found this place so let's go." The place in question was a huge mansion on a hill. The mansion was very old and foreboding.

Storm said, "Do we have to go in there? I don't like the feel of that place."

Kamal pushed him and growled, "You baby, let's go already." The duo entered the mansion.

Willie and Malcolm parked beside Storm and Kamal's car and stepped out of their blue Fiat.

Willie grumbled, "Next time we get a real car, okay?"

Malcolm replied, "Shut it." Both men entered the mansion.

Big Money's group reached the mansion 30 minutes after the other two groups. They all stepped out of the van.

Big Money snarled, "Man, your streets are fucked up here in London. I'd thought we'd never find this place."

Ian groaned, "I wish we didn't find this place. Willow Wind Mansion is notorious for being one of the scariest places in the world."

Silk scoffed, "Fuck that urban legend shit. We need to go in there already." Storm and Kamal ran out of the mansion with the fragment in hand. They jumped into their car and zoomed away.

Dwayne said, "Let's go, people." The heroes got back into the car and chased after them.

Willie and Malcolm stumbled out of the mansion, sheet white in complexion. Both men shuddered and fell unconscious.

Kamal pressed the gas to the limit, desperately trying to escape their enemies. The plan was simple, get to the airport and get the hell out of Dodge. Kamal yelled to Storm, "Get them off out tail!" Storm broke the window to his side and pulled out a rocket launcher that he had bought in Acapulco. Willie smirked and fired the rocket at Ian's van.

Ian cried out, "Oh shit!" as he avoided the rocket. The rocket slipped past them and blasts a building 20 feet away from them.

Dwayne said, "Damn."

Another rocket hurtled at them and Ian snarled, "Hold on." Ian made the van skid on two wheels, making the van prop up sideways. The missile flew underneath them as he righted the van again.

Angela shook her head, "I didn't just see you do that."

Ian shrugged, "I used to be a stunt driver back in the day."

PD said, "We need to gain on them. A couple of cars are ahead of us to get to them."

Ian smiled and said, "We can catch the bastards, don't worry."

Kamal said, "Damn, there's still on us. Blow up a car behind us." Storm smiled and shot his last rocket at a car that was behind them.

A simple salesman was just driving to work. He saw the car racing ahead of him and the van apparently chasing that car a couple of cars behind him. It was like those two were on that damn German highway, the Autobon. Well, he had to get to work, speeding be damned. As the missile tore through the man's windshield, his last thought was that it figured some shit like this would happen to him.

The car exploded upon impact and created a chain reaction with the cars behind him. Two other cars crashed into the bombed out car, exploding a bit later.

Ian grimaced, "Get ready."

The van jumped over the wreckage and came to a stop just behind Kamal and Storm.

Big Money snarled, "Our turn now."

PD looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?" Big Money didn't answer he opened the
door to the van. Big Money turned his cane into a laser rifle and blasted at Willie. Willie dodged the blast and pulled out a machine gun, spraying his fire at Big Money. Big Money avoided the fire and retaliated with more laser blasts. Sirens blared in the air as London police ran behind them.

Ian groaned, "Bobbies on our tail?"

Silk asked, "Cops?"

Ian said, "Right you are, Silk."

PD said, "Don't worry about them. We've got immunity."

Ian retorted, "Yeah, but you know I'm going to end up paying for all of the destruction that's gone down."

DP replied, "Stop bitching, we'll give you some money to help pay the costs. After all, they wouldn't be this reckless if they weren't trying to get away from us." Ian sighed and coaxed his van to an extra burst of speed.

The chase ran past most of the major London landmarks, somehow creating a huge mess. Snakeeyes saw the commotion and decided to get involved. He figured that the natural destination of this race would be toward the London airport. Snakeeyes packed up his meager belongings and checked out of his room. Snakeeyes smiled and caught a black taxi to go to the airport. Snakeeyes always liked to ride in one of these taxi, they had more room and were a lot more comfy than other taxis in the world. Snakeeeyes closed his eyes and concentrated as the taxi sped off to the airport.

Kamal said, "Shit, we're almost out of gas."

Storm said, "Doesn't matter, we're almost there."

They stopped in front of the gate of the airport, jumped out of the car and ran into the airport. Ian stopped the van and the police were just behind them. A slim, gray haired police officer said, "Okay, buster. What's the bloody hell is going on here?"

Ian said, "Officer, we can explain this."

The officer said, "Ian Groombridge? I loved your last fight, go ahead and go after those peoples."

"Thanks." The group dashed into the airport.

Kamal and Storm were running at breakneck speed, pushing past travelers in their path. Big Money and Silk lead the way for their group, running ahead of everyone else. Big Money and Silk closed the gap on Kamal and Storm, running about 5 feet behind them.

Kamal could feel the presence of his enemies behind him. Storm ran past a luggage cart and pushed it in the path of Big Money's crew. Big Money and Silk jumped over the pile of luggage, but the rest of the group managed to get caught in the aftermath. Silk huffed, "Damn, it's up to us." Big Money grunted his assent. He was starting to get tired; he'd never run all out like this before. Silk was also starting to get winded.

The quartet ran out toward a hangar that had private airplanes. By this point, Kamal and Storm had a pretty good lead over Big Money and Silk. A pilot was washing up his 4-seat airplane. Kamal ran toward him and punched the pilot in the jaw. The pilot crumpled to the ground as he and Storm jumped into the plane. Kamal had been in the game for many years, so he knew exactly how to fly a plane. Kamal quickly started up the plane and soon the plane started to fly away. Big Money and Silk grabbed onto a wing of the plane. Storm and Kamal didn't see them jump onto the plane.

The wind battered them as the plane flew high into the air. Big Money and Silk slid over to the door. Both stood to the feet slowly. Silk closed her eyes and opened the door to enter the passenger portion of the plane. Both tumbled into the plane.

Big Money closed the door and Storm asked angrily, "What does it take to get rid of you two?"

Big Money shrugged and quipped, "God." Storm snarled and delivered a right cross to Big Money's jaw. Big Money stumbled from the blow and crashed into a wall, falling unconscious.

Silk screamed, "BIG MONEY!" Storm lashed out with a kick to Silk. Silk blocked the kick and answered with a double edge knife thrust to his neck. Storm fell back from the assault and grabbed Silk, throwing her against the wall. Silk grimaced as he started choking her. Silk elbowed him in the side and delivered an energy-powered blow to the jaw. Storm growled and head butted her. Stars flashed in her eyes and Storm used his battle energy to deliver a vicious backhand. Storm fell on the floor towards the door. Storm picked up Silk and opened the door. The wind hurtled into the area as Storm snarled, "Bye, bitch." Storm prepared to throw Silk out of the airplane when Snakeeyes appeared out of nowhere from behind to chop him in the back of the neck. Storm fell to the ground like a nerveless puppet.

Silk looked at Snakeeyes and said quietly, "Hi."

Snakeeyes smiled under the mask, "Hi yourself." Snakeeyes closed the door and walked over to Storm. He searched his pockets and found the second fragment. Silk looked at Snakeeyes in some puzzlement as he gave the fragment to Silk.

Silk asked, "What happened to Kamal?"

Snakeeyes replied, "I knocked him out while you were fighting Storm here."

"So who's driving the plane?"

Snakeeyes shrugged, "It's on auto pilot."

"Can you teleport or something?"

Snakeeyes answered, "Yeah, but I can't tell you how I can do it. Trade secret. Tell Angela I said hi. Oh and one more thing, I would recommend that you and your fiancée get off of this plane quickly. I put a bomb on the fishtail of the plane which will make this plane fall down to the ground post haste." Snakeeyes closed his eyes and shimmered out of Silk's sight.

Silk sighed and got a parachute for them. Silk slapped Big Money lightly on the cheek.

Big Money groaned and asked, "Did you get it?"

Silk answered, "Yeah, we've got to get out of here."

Big Money stood up and said, "Okay, give me the parachute." Silk gave him the parachute and he put it on his back. Big Money opened the door and yelled, "Hold on to me!" Silk secured wrapped her arms around him and the duo dived out of the plane. After a while, Big Money deployed the parachute and they floated down to safety in a field.

The bomb exploded a couple of minutes after Big Money and Silk escaped. The plane started to hurtle downward. Storm woke up and saw that they were about to crash. Storm grabbed Kamal, closed his eyes and disappeared in a flash. Storm and Kamal reappeared in a lake.

The water woke Kamal up and he mumbled, "What happened?"

Storm hit the water in fury and growled, "We got screwed again."

Kamal sighed, "Let's swim to shore already." Storm started paddling to the shore, thinking of all of the evil things he was going to do to whoever hit him in his neck.

Big Money and Silk got back to the airport. Ian, PD, and DP straightened everything out with the authorities. During their chase, 20 people either died or sustained serious injuries. The damage to the city streets and neighborhoods was extensive. It was a good thing that the veterans of the group had diplomatic immunity, which meant that their associates were also protected. The group went back to Ian's flat and rested.

Willie and Malcolm had managed to get back to their hotel suite after overcoming their fears.

Willie said, "Man, the shit in that place was horrible. I hope we don't have to go through something like that again."

Malcolm replied, "I do too, but we still haven't even gotten close to getting a fragment."

Willie shrugged, "We'll have our day in the sun."

Malcolm smirked, "Indeed."

Angela sat in her bedroom, tired from all the crap that happened today. Snakeeyes tapped her shoulder.

Angela didn't even look back as she remarked, "I was wondering when you'd show up." Snakeeyes said, "Did you miss me?"

Angela replied, "Always."

"Thanks."

Angela said, "Did you know I had a really interesting dream about you and I?"

Snakeeyes said, "What dream was that?"

"You and I were sitting in a field, you started to kiss me and your face turned into a serpent."

"Ah, well my face isn't like a snake as you know. I believe that the serpent deal represents my life before meeting you. A snake always slithers around, looking to prey on the innocent mouse or whatever. I was poisoned inside and now I'm getting clean by helping you and your friends. I believe you know what all about changing your spots."

Angela laughed slightly, "Yes, I do know about that. So what happens now?"

Snakeeyes said quietly, "That depends on you, Angel. I'm still going to be in the mix helping you guys if necessary. But I think you'll figure out what you have to do."

"Okay."

Snakeeyes said, "Till we meet again." Snakeeyes left the room.

Angela closed her eyes, got in bed and went to sleep, pleased with herself.

End Ch. 14

Author's Notes

Well, I hoped people liked Ian. I was thinking about putting Cammy from the Street Fighter games in this chapter instead of Ian, but I just decided to make up a new character. I didn't want this to just be a gang warfare deal every time, so I decided to have a car chase sequence. I think I did a good job of it. Thanks to Ra'akone for the information on London. I didn't use everything you sent me, but I think that what I did use was enough. I wish you

Peace, love, and hair grease.