Mission Take Out

Chapter Nine: In Which Lives are Lost

Finally! A freaking chapter!!  Also, there's going to be some gore and death that's described a little and cursing. Just putting a warning! 

Yuna Wayne

To be honest, I'm not the greatest traveler. Scratch that, I'm a horrible traveler. 

The comfort of my cushioned headphones had begun to sting my ears and my bangs are matted on my forehead with sweat. My hands shook and I began to take deep, relaxing breaths. 

"Everything's okay, the tunnels will not collapse, the trains won't get robbed, everything's going to be fine!" I whispered to myself, desperately trying to calm my nerves. 

The Travel Tunnels are high-speed trains, basically. They use magnetic force and friction to travel at extremely fast speeds without the passengers suffering any injuries, but it's expensive to afford a trip. Extremely. 

Imagine my surprise when a barely legal bounty hunter like me, (who supposedly has quite the reputation), is called up by the freaking government , and offered a job that pays millions to hunt down a single fallen angel. I kill fallen angels for a living with barely pay, and then this special angel appears and her death pays millions! Millions! 

Honestly, those crazy officials are losing what's left of their damn sanity. 

Supposedly this crazy chick is called 'Yandere~Chan'. She allegedly murdered a lot of other people to keep this random boy single. A lot of people think it was just a random killing spree. It was still death though, so she was banished from the gates of heavens, her holy title revoked. 

(OK, that sounded really religious. I'm not trying to offend anyone who practice different religions that are described in this story. Hope I didn't offend anyone!) 

"Ma'am, you look a little nervous, are you sure you want to take Tunnel E-5? It's the fastest train engineered so far," a young man in a uniform asked. 

I sighed, slipping off my headphones to hear him better. I shook my head and clicked my tongue. 

"For your information, I'm perfectly capable of riding any tunnel I want. And I am not nervous!" I hissed. The man looked a little taken back, but reluctantly continued to read my ticket. He pursed his lips and frowned. 

"Problem?!" I heatedly asked. "W-well, ma'am, the area you wish to sit in is government personnel and I don't see a signature here," the man said, stuttering a bit. 

I swung out my official recognition badge as a bounty hunter that also had government signature on the corner, and my notice which allowed me to travel to Earth. 

"Oh! A-ah, go in M-Mrs. Wayne," he mumbled, eyes wide. I stepped into the Travel Tunnel's now open door with a slight grin tracing my lips. I loved people's reaction when they realized who I am. 

Yuna Wayne, professional bounty hunter and kill of about seventy criminals and fallen angels. Especially fallen angels. 

And on that note, as the train began speeding off, I threw up in my barf bag. 

Yay. 

***

As I stepped off the train, a wave of relief washed over me. I let out a huge breath and wiped my slightly sweaty hands on my black skirt. 

I had fallen asleep in the Travel Tunnel and somehow slid under my seat. Not the most comfortable position to wake up in, mind you, and when I woke up the train was empty.   

The station looked eerily empty, though that's not surprising since travel to Earth without government permission. The air smelled funny with a strange lingering taste. I sniffed again. It smelled a little metallic as well, and in a sense their was the small of raw meat.