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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 16:23:18 GMT -6
As the car pulled up to the house, Martel thanked Shaun and went into the house. The first thing she did was walk into the bathroom to vomit. Once she was done, she went into the living room and took a seat on the couch. There were already tear-stains on her cheeks and more tears were forming in her eyes.
"I'm not going anywhere" Kevin said, holding tightly onto Arden, who was frowning when she saw how upset her mother looked.
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 16:40:46 GMT -6
Dante frowned when she saw how upset her roommate looked when she entered the house, easily guessing that Nikolai's condition was less than hopeful. This day only seemed to be getting worse and worse, she thought.
When Martel came back to the room, she wondered how she could possibly explain the situation. There were children in the room that refused to leave, and a mother whose baby was bordering on life and death.
"...Everyone , I am going to make this very clear for you: we are facing a very dire situation right now," she informed everyone grimly. "Martel, I need you to take all the children to the basement and hide them as best you can, okay?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 16:43:41 GMT -6
Martel nodded and picked up Arden, who immediately snuggled against her mother's chest. She placed a hand on Martel's cheek, as though she could sense something was wrong. And she probably could.
"I'll help" Frank said, picking up Kevin, whose response was to start kicking and screaming about molestation. "Kevin Nickelback MacRustle, shut the hell up" was all that Frank could say to the five year old to get him quiet.
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 16:59:20 GMT -6
"Let's go," Dante said as she walked toward the basement door with her daughter.
She came to a complete halt when she heard a familar voice coming from the kitchen door: "Leaving so soon?"
Dante slowly turned around to see Magrace standing at the entrance to the kitchen. He seemed quite disheveled: his graying brown hair was a mess and the bags under his eyes hinted that he he hadn't slept in a day or two. The tall occultist was holding Juliette in one arm and holding a ceremonial kris to her throat with the other.
"A word of advice: always lock your doors, or you might find yourself with some unwanted guests," Magrace teased them with a proud smirk.
Drace emerged from the kitchen shortly after, looking like he obviously didn't want to be there. He glanced at his father and little sister uneasily, then turned his gaze to the floor.
"Drace, I want you to search the house for the Philosopher's Stone. Leave no room unchecked," Magrace ordered him sternly. "And look for a large green book in Dante's office. Find it and bring it to me."
"Father - " Drace began to protest, but immediately silenced himself when Magrace pushed the kris against his little sister's throat and drew a little blood.
"Don't try my patience," Magrace warned. His son nodded slowly and made his way up the stairs.
"Now lets get to business, shall we?" Magrace smiled, turning to the group. "Everyone sit down and keep your mouths shut. Clear?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 17:03:02 GMT -6
Martel took a seat at the table, holding Arden even closer to her. Arden, however, was frowning at Magrace. She liked Juliette, but didn't like what Magrace was doing to her.
Frank followed suit, holding Kevin still. He had to cover the child's mouth to keep him from screaming at the evil man.
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 17:09:28 GMT -6
Dante took a seat at the table next to Martel, clutching onto Dahlia protectively. Her daughter made a smart move for once and remained completely silent, staring at the frightening man as he sat down at the other end of the table.
"You're the mother of the boy Dante carved the array into, correct?" Magrace questioned as he wrapped an arm around his daughter's neck and pulled a pistol from his coat pocket with the other. Juliette tried to squirm out of his grasp now that the kris was away from her throat, but to no avail.
Magrace pointed the pistol directly at Arden's head and rested his cold, unfeeling eyes on Martel. "....I need that array. Where is your son?"
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 17:10:57 GMT -6
"He's close enough to dying without you messing with him" Martel choked out. It pained her so much to think of how likely it was that Nikolai was going to die. By reflex, she grabbed Magrace's arm and pulled it into a position so that he was aiming at the wall. "But, if you must know, he's at the hospital. Not like they'd let you in with a gun or knife" she told Magrace, clutching tightly to her daughter.
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 17:17:10 GMT -6
"...How unfortunate," Magrace hissed through gritted teeth. There was no way he would be able to break into a hospital and kidnap the child. Wondering what to do next, he noticed Dante was holding her daughter and decided to take a different route.
"Make the array for me, or your daughter dies," he gave her the ultimatum, pointing his gun at Dahlia.
Dante had anticipated this, but still couldn't bring herself to move when she saw someone pointing a gun at her newborn child. She glared at him hatefully and didn't say a word.
"I suggest you cooperate with me, or you'll end up like your little friend Bob" Magrace snarled at her angrily, firing a warning shot that barely missed Dahlia's head. Dahlia started sobbing uncontrollably and hid her head in her mother's dress. Juliette joined the little girl in crying, letting out the tears she had been holding in for about two hours.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 19:07:14 GMT -6
"You're an evil little shit, you know that?" Frank hissed through clenched teeth. His hand twitched. It was next to his own tranq gun.
Martel tried to think of something she could do to help. But, she was probably already gonna loose Nikolai. She didn't want to loose her daughter too. So all she could do was sit, holding the now screeching Arden close and prayed that something would happen.
Suddenly Rose stepped into the room, with Cain toddling happily beside her. "Excuse me...but I heard an ambulance and I wanted to make sure-" Her voice got cut off as she saw what was going on. Instantly she dove behind the wall and dialed 911, giving the adress to the cops.
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 19:37:35 GMT -6
Magrace responded to the insult by aiming his gun at the officer's head. He fired a single bullet, which barely skimmed his cheek, as had intended. "What did I say about talking out of turn? Now be quiet."
Drace walked back into the kitchen with a large book and a small envelope a few moments later. He scowled maliciously at his father and tossed them onto the table. "There, you happy? Now put Juliette down," he pleaded.
Magrace rolled his eyes and turned Juliette loose. The frightened little girl ran over to her brother and hugged his leg protectively, staring at her father in confusion and fear. "Daddy, why are you -"
"Shut up!" the occultist snarled, firing a bullet at his young daughter. The bullet missed her entirely, but was enough to cause Juliette to break down crying. Drace hugged her protectively and glared at Magrace.
"Now find the array for me," Magrace slid the book over to Dante, knowing better than to take his attention off his hostages or take off with the book without knowing the array was actually in there.
Dante thumbed through the book with her free hand, searching for the particular chapter that had an image of the array.
As she was doing this, her former associate briefly looked into the envelope to see if the Philosopher's Stone was in there. He frowned when he saw it was only a fine powder. "...Hmph. Well, I suppose this will have to do," he grumbled, closing the envelope and standing up.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 20:14:04 GMT -6
Frank growled, but rubbed off the bloody cheek. He pulled out his gun and shot a dart into Magrace's chest. It held Drug 235- the strongest tranquilizer available to the police.
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 20:36:21 GMT -6
Magrace was hit by the dart and instantly felt the powerful drug coursing through his veins. The wicked occultist slumped forward and clutched onto the table, trying with all his might to keep a good hold on the gun.
"I.. will not be defeated ... so easily," he said slowly, reaching into the envelope that contained what little remained of the Philosopher's Stone. The sleepy man removed the dart from his chest as quickly as he could and dabbed the powder onto the wound.
Drace took this opportunity to take his crying sister by the hand and rush out of the house. Before he could even reach the door, he collapsed to the floor with a bullet in his shoulder. Juliette screamed in horror as her unconscious brother bled all over the floor.
"Useless boy!" Magrace shouted furiously before turning to face Frank. "How dare you make me waste the stone on such a trivial..." he hissed angrily, keeping his gun pointed at Frank as he grabbed the book and the envelope with his other hand. "Your partner and his wife will pay dearly for your interference with my rebirth..."
Magrace hastily backed out of the kitchen and onto the veranda, all the while aiming his gun at Frank. When he got outside, he lept off the veranda and fled to his car.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 20:40:56 GMT -6
Frank flushed and pulled out his phone, dialing Bob's cell number. "Bob, get your wife and come back here" he said in a hushed voice. He then went over to Drace and carefully removed the bullet and bandaged his shoulder.
Meanwhile, Rose had gone over to Martel. "Excuse me, Martel, but I haven't been able to find Nikolai and I was wondering why that ambulance". Instantly she stopped talking when she saw that Martel was crying. The blonde woman grabbed her daughter and ran upstairs. "Lady Dante" Rose began looking at the older woman, "What's wrong with Martel?"
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Post by dante on Jun 13, 2008 20:49:37 GMT -6
"Sorry! The number you have dialed is currently unavailable," an automated female voice responded when Frank dialed for his partner.
"Her son contracted a disease from when I scratched his stomach. It doesn't look like he is going to survive," Dante explained to Rose hastily as she tried to calm her screaming daughter. She was still flustered from when Magrace shot at Dahlia.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 13, 2008 22:53:10 GMT -6
"How awful" Rose said shaking her head slowly. She couldn't even imagine what she would do if Cain died. Speaking of Cain, the ten-month old toddler was attempting to start a game of peek-a-boo with Dahlia, to calm her down.
Marco grabbed the hospital phone and dialed Greed's cellphone number, which he had gotten from Martel after the twins were first born. He waited for an answer. Sighing he leaned against the wall. He was not looking forward to telling Greed the news.
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Post by sternum on Jun 14, 2008 21:12:50 GMT -6
Greed was just walking out of his 12th straight failed job interview when his cellphone started to vibrate. He picked up his phone from his belt and answered. He asked who it was and listened to the reply. A few seconds into it he dropped the wanted ads in his right hand.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 14, 2008 21:15:17 GMT -6
"Hello? Is this Greed?" Marco asked into the phone. Without waiting for a response, he continued. "This is Dr. Marco. I'm calling for the hospital and we've got your son- Nikolai- here with us. You may want to come over".
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Post by sternum on Jun 14, 2008 21:23:30 GMT -6
Quickly shutting his phone, Greed quickly ran towards the hosptial with only one thing on his mind. "That bitch is going to pay".
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Post by silverviper2134 on Jun 14, 2008 21:28:29 GMT -6
"Well, that parts over" Marco sighed in relief, walking to the ICU. There were several infants, ranging from three to nine months, all suffering from different ailments. Several were awake and alert, playing with the tubes inserted into their arms. But two or three were barely moving, and barely breathing. One of these babies was Nikolai, who was still hooked up to the life support system and struggling to cry but only managing extremely strangled squeaks.
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Post by Scar on Jun 15, 2008 0:28:14 GMT -6
Scar gritted his teeth in anger as he watched Margrace run. That was the final straw. "..I'm sick of abiding by this worlds law." he grumbled quietly to himself. He vanished upstairs. A few minutes later, he returned in his trademark Amestris outfit, ring jacket and all, with one of Kimblee's stolen assault rifles strapped to his back, complete with a mini grenade launcher attached, a pair of pistols hidden in the jacket, and a combat knife strapped to his leg.
Scar looked towards Dante. "...I'm going after him." he said flat out. "I'm sick of all the madmen running in and out of here, and I'll be damned if someones going to raise a gun at you or our child." The Law just wouldn't be effective here. Procedures, courts, and then of course, MArgrace had money. Here, money talked. And quite fluently. "...If I don't come back, please forgive me." he murmured, giving her a tender kiss. Kissing Dahlia's cheek, he then vanished out the front door, and the sound of his motorcycle's roaring engine was all that was heard as he sped down the road. Margrace was screwed.
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