Chapter 98

 

V

 

It was time to get the fuck out of here. V ran straight towards the first Van Jackie right behind her.

 

She might make fun of Kang Tao as a corporation, but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t send enough hardware at her to end her bought and paid for ass.

 

She slid right through the driver door into the passenger seat Jackie right behind her as he instantly started up the car and started driving. There was a parking garage a few blocks away that they could stash the van call in their own rides and get out of there. Then all of this would be over with and she could go home and get drunk.

 

Which is why she really wanted to murder her luck as she caught what was happening out of the corner of her optics and reached out and grabbed the wheel from Jackie and spun it moments before they would have even left the warehouse gate. The van spun out Jackie cursed, but they both survived the high caliber rounds, and missiles that shattered where the van had been a moment before.

 

The feel of the Van knocking around from the impact of the high explosive causing her stomach to flop as it just barely managed to stay on it’s four wheels.

 

They were stopped though. Whether the van was damaged, or just pinned on what was left of the entrance checkpoints little hut was up in the air. She looked around and grimaced. The other vans were now burning wrecks smashed and crumpled from the power of a corporation not playing around anymore.

 

An AV was here.

 

“Fuck.”

 

“Shit Hermana. I don’t think we are outrunning that.” Jackie admitted trying to back up, probably to head back into the warehouse to get some cover, but the van was sputtering, and they weren’t moving.

 

V looked around. They wouldn’t make it back inside the warehouse. But there wasn’t any other cover. Even the fencing was chainlink. Then suddenly the sky lit up. The sound reached her. Hissing fuel and shrieking air. V looked away, not willing to look at her end. But she noticed that Jackie, who had a second before been looking backwards while trying to reverse the truck, had calmly looked forward at the sound.

 

A man to the end her Jack. Looking straight at his death, staring it down.

 

V would remember to tell him that because that wasn’t today. The explosion was far enough away V realized she wasn’t dying.

 

A rocket had been fired, but not at the van. As the AV was lining up for a landing probably to disgorge troops, or just block the road while broad siding them. A rocket slammed into it. A horrid rancor of erupted steel and fire echoed out as the AV spun from the blow.

 

V knew Av’s. They were tough fuckers. One rocket wouldn’t completely kill it. Maybe mission kill it for a bit, but it wasn’t a fucking movie or something, it wouldn’t blow up. It should be able to stabilize and reorient, or at least safely control crash.

 

But the missile had nearly hit the cockpit. It was damaged enough that V was sure it must have jumbled the pilot, chrome or not. It spun and before it could stabilize it slammed into a nearby building.

 

The horrible noise as it ground itself into the concrete stonework was bad enough.

 

Then it tilted with a sharp jerk, something catching on the interior of the building and then there was no saving it as it was pointing straight down.

 

It came loose and smashed down onto the street crushing a car beneath its flaming bulk.

 

Then there was silence for a minute as she barely breathed just taking in the fact she wasn’t dead.

 

Then the silence was broken.

 

“I FUCKING KNEW I WOULD NEED THIS SOME DAY! FUCK YOU SAUL!” A yell absolutely blasted from their right and V looked out the window and couldn’t help but stare at the kid.

 

The kid had a fucking Uragan Rocket Launcher!?

 

Who the fuck gave a teenager a rocket launcher!?

 

Then much to V’s confusion, while she was standing on top of a Black Nomad Quadra 66, arms raised above her head holding the Rocket Launcher between them. The kid was shaking it up and down then she started making a… Honking noise?

 

“Van is fucked.” Jackie interrupted her from the horrified shock at what she was seeing.

 

“Right we need to go.” She said kicking the door open and jumping out. There were plenty of other vans…

 

Or there had been. Fuck.

 

The roar of engines as another Kang Tao van turned onto the road obviously driving like mad.

 

“Shit! C’mon you old folks! Get in the car!” The fucking little brat yelped as she jumped down and tossed the rocket launcher into her open trunk before slamming it shut.

 

The desire for V to scream about what would happen if that launcher went off while in there was just thrown away because this entire gig was now officially shit show status. She raced around the gate. Jackie puffing along right behind her as he carried the big metal case that was the cause of all the trouble.

 

“I drive!” V yelled as she raced towards the car but the purple haired girl took the time to turn, give her a single look and then slide into the driver seat.

 

Fucking little shit!

 

The car roared to life and for a second V wondered if they were about to be abandoned, but its tires screeched and it spun out flipping it around and revealing the open passenger door towards both of them.

 

“Run faster!” The kid yelled back and V grit her teeth. A gun shot rang out and then another. “Jackie get in!” She yelled as she hit the side of the car and turned Shingen pulled free and unloading towards the van that was racing at them. As Jackie nearly leapt in she fired until she was dry and then with an internal sigh leapt in landing basically ontop of Jackie.

 

The moment she was in the wheels squealed, and the Quadra kicked. Racing down the street away from the pursuing vans.

 

“Oh man you guys! I’ve been wanting to get in a car chase forever! Jackie! You’re my favorite fixer… Don’t tell Wakako!” The kid said laughing in delight as she hit an intersection and the Quadra roared as it got some air before continuing its race through the streets.

 

V and Jackie weren’t having such a good time. Jackie was sitting, barely fitting with the case by his feet, V flopped over his lap. Her legs half out the car.

 

“Jackie grab me.”

“Trying Hermana! A bit out of place myself!” He said but his burly arm thankfully grabbed her tight as the street turned a bit and she wasn’t flung out of the car like she feared was going to happen.

 

Then a gun shot thunked into the back of the car.

 

“Asshole!” The kid yelled angry at the noise. “We have a turn coming up! Get your ass situated!” She yelled at V.

 

V listened. Reaching up to grab a car handle she flipped, thanked her chrome for giving her incredible flexibility, as she basically turned herself into a ball and spun around. Now her legs were in the girls space. But Jackie could hold her easier, and V could actually do something. She reloaded her Shingen as Jackie just sighed at her. Probably irritated, he had to grab her around her chest.

 

Grow up Jackie you gonk these puppies were fucking preem chrome. Chest sticking out of the car. She aimed and started firing at the van that was following her.

 

“Trying to drive with your stupid corpo shoes in my face here.” The kid yelled and V ignored her as she kept firing.

 

Kid was obviously competent enough she’d live.

 

“Jackie hold on! I’m drifting!” The kid warned and Jackied clamped down on V which was one part of the warning because a moment later they were suddenly going sideways.

 

“Ahhhh!” V Screamed. She couldn’t help it. Her face was very very close to that light pole, and the street and they were going sideways! Cars don’t go sideways!

 

The massive bark of a Burya had her jerk her eyes away from her imminent death to the inside of the car where the kid was actually.

 

Okay fine. That was maybe slightly preem. The kid was drifting the car while shooting a handgun that she should not be able to handle with her left hand.

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Then they were straight and the kid returned the gun to her holster a moment later. “I missed the driver. Bet I spooked him though… Jackie Grenade! Red top.” She demanded holding out her left hand as she continued driving with her right, eyes locked on the street.

 

“Sorry Hermanita. Hands are a bit full here.”

“Fuck off Jack! Where are the grenades?” V Demanded, she would punch Jackie for that joke another time, just cause he had his hands on her tits. That wasn’t funny!

 

Maybe a little funny.

 

Maybe just some teasing at Lizzies later.

 

“Under the seat. C’mon hurry it up!” The kid demanded, and V rolled her eyes leaning into the car and digging around under the seat which was pretty awkward. Jackie better not make a joke with her digging around his crotch.

 

“What the fuck are these?” She asked, looking at the very much non-standard grenades.

 

“Red top!”

 

V found one and handed it over. She had thought about using them herself, but she didn’t recognize the brand. “Where did you even get these things?”

 

“Made them!”

 

“Jackie jump out of the car with me.” V said instantly. Sitting on a box of homemade grenades while in a car chase was not how she wanted to die.

 

“Oh fuck off.” The kid snappedback, then with one hand popped the tab, spun the timer on the top and then released.

 

“Kid…”

“One sec.”

 

“KID!”

 

“One Cooking Potato…” The cook offered back and V literally thought she was about to die as the kid just held the ticking fucking grenade.

 

Then she dropped it out the side of the car.

 

A second later it exploded and the Quadra barely even rumbled…

 

“We’re alive?” Jackie asked. And V looked to him. The gonk literally had his eyes closed.

 

“I made those timers myself!”

“That’s why we’re worried!” V snapped back but then it got quiet.

 

“The Van?”

 

“Took out the tires. They are losing us. I’ve been running them around this industrial park, gonna get onto the freeway and we’ll be long gone. Would you two sort yourself out? You’re embarrassing me.” The kid joked flashing a grin despite her eyes never leaving the road.

 

“Where did you find this kid Jack?”

 

“She sorta found me to be honest Hermana.” Jackie said with a shrug. V finally just decided to fuck it and relaxed went limp as she flopped on Jackie for a minute.

 

“Jackie, this was a total shit show.”

“Sorta like the border yeah?”

 

“Jackie, I’ve told you. You aren’t allowed to make reasonable points to me, when I’m angry.” She denied him.

 

“You two are great!” The kid offered and V seriously considered just kicking her.

 

Nah. She’d probably be the one to die in the accident not the kid who was wearing her fucking seatbelt.

 

Who did that?

 

When they finally stopped it was by unanimous consensus. The kid had just pulled them off the freeway in Heywood. Found the first parking lot and basically just slid into a spot.

 

V was so done with tonight. Despite the camaraderie filling a piece of her she knew she would have to smother again come morning she had not exactly enjoyed the shitshow. She oozed off of Jackie the only way she could actually get out of the car as she finally got free. Ignoring the mess on her hands as she had to pull herself free by crawling out fo the car.