Phantoms Among Justice

VI - Time Heals Nigh Onto Anything

Segregatio I

Santiago was driving through the desert, laughing hysterically every time he hit a small sand dune. It sent the heavy car flying momentarily, which provided him amusement. "Yeah! C'mon you Bitch! Hold what ya got!" Vic chuckled and shook his head at Santiago's utter excitement. They were going to Jezabelle's humble abode, placed in the desert. It wasn't quite a mansion, but the dwelling was very large for one person, servants acknowledged.

The household wasn't in sight, but then again, nothing was in the desert. Vic tried to sleep, amidst the small dunes and the metal coming from the car's radio. As he was in a feverish sleep, he heard the stereo turn off. He fluttered his eyes open to see what was in Santiago's field of vision that would possibly make him shut his radio off. He seen a tall figure, clad in black, he had what looked to be a silk handkerchief covering his eye, and a severe scab formed on his neck. Black hair, blowing in the wind. He was walking a highway close to them. "Holy... fucking shit!" Santiago said as he roughly pulled the steering wheel to his right. He was headed for the man, he was going to hit him. He pressed the accelerator to the floorboard and shifted, the car was going well-past 100 mph.

The man had stopped walking, and looked. The last thing that Vic and Santiago saw was a broad smile upon his face, interrupting the scar he had from his forehead to his lower jaw.

It was Spade Stiletto.

One can imagine Santiago's feeling of relief, once the car neared Spade, so close as to Santiago's inference that if he had suddenly moved, it would be too late. Spade jumped, and put both of his feet through the car's windshield. Spade's foot had just missed Santiago's face, and Vic jumped out of the car, in fright. He rolled on the desert road. Once he'd regained his composure, he fearfully watched the car swerve along the road, doing an occasional circle. Finally, the car had stopped swerving along the road, long enough for it to build speed toward Vic.

Vic was frightened at this point, he couldn't move. Suddenly, the car stopped. The sound of brakes squealing and the smell of brake fluid would've sickened Vic, if he hadn't been indulged in his near departure. A body came flying out at Vic, as the car was stopping. Spade's body had hit the road, and slid roughly five feet away from Vic. I can't believe it... is this my chance? Fuck! Vic thought. He pulled his gun out and squeezed the trigger several times, but the gun made a clicking sound, indicating that it was out of ammunition. Instead of reaching for his identical twin to the set he'd recently been afforded, he quickly grabbed the dagger that was sheathed along his belt and threw it.

By this time, Spade had rolled over and put his hand in front of his face, as to block the dagger. It did indeed hit his hand, but the interval of time between discarding his gun and throwing the knife was too short, as the dagger didn't have the velocity to break Spade's skin.

The dagger bounced off of Spade's flesh, and he slowly got up. He dusted himself off, and slowly walked towards Vic with the same smile that he'd wore when his feet broke the windshield of Santiago's car. Vic pulled his katana out of its sheath, and he moved in a circle, as to increase the katana's velocity towards Spade. Spade, facing an eminent life or death situation, reacted quickly and kicked the dagger into Vic's leg. Vic grunted as he fell, inadvertently throwing the sword.

Santiago had a broken nose, and was bleeding heavily out of it. He slowly made exodus out of his car, as that was all the quicker his body would allow him to move. He withdrew both of his pistols and fired at Spade until both magazines were empty. All fourteen bullets did not hit Spade, though he quickly evaded towards Vic. Spade withdrew the dagger out of Vic's flesh, and Vic did not make a single move showing his discontent at that. He was afraid.