Genesis
By
Kate R.
Warning-A.N.s: AU all the way
Part I
A mess. The Universe was one,
huge mess. That was what Jon Quick thought looking out at earth from
his office window. Crime was at an all time high, no one could stop
the mob, and the street fighters made more money than most people with 9 to
5 jobs. The world had been bloody ever since Mon*Star had come here
from Limbo looking to make Earth's resources his own. Jon sighed.
The Resistance was doing its best to fight them off but some members of Earth
Command had sold out. Jon felt tired and rough around the edges. Playing
nice with the Mob wasn’t working. Not after what had happened to Crystal
last week. The Sonuvabitch had raped her.
"Skip?" A Texan voice came from
behind him. "We need t' move again. Mob's getting close to us
again."
Jon nodded tiredly. it was basically
just him and Mike now. Mike who used the name BlueGrass as his callsign.
Jon shrugged into his worn bomber jacket and followed BlueGrass outside where
their bikes were waiting.
"We'll go through the Street Fight
crowd. Should throw the mob off our backs for a while," Jon said to
BlueGrass. The Cowboy nodded and they kicked their bikes off for the
crowd gathered in the street.
Riding through the crowd, Jon and BlueGrass
found themselves on the edge of the fight itself.
"Special treats for you all tonight
guys," the announcer called. "Blade and Vicious are spoiling for some
action Any takers?"
Jon and BlueGrass watched as a heavy
set man stalked up to the cage and entered it. Jon wondered if Blade
and Vicious could handle this guy. He and BlueGrass could both see the
chains the guy carried on him. But, seeing as they couldn't get out
of the push of the crowd, they sat and watched.
The fight started with a flash of the
guy's chain. Blade caught it on his wrist. Vicious turned and
kicked him viciously in the back. The fat man bellowed in rage and turned
to her leaving him open to Blade's slash across his back from a knife that
seemed to have just materialized in his hand.
Part II
"Blade, Watch out!" Vicious called suddenly seeing Mr. Chain's friends
coming after her partner. Jon just stared as he turned and stabbed the
fat man coming behind him with a short sword that had appeared almost from
nowhere.
"Where the hell?" Jon heard BlueGrass
say from next to him. Jon wanted to know that too. Blade was wearing
a short leather jacket. His long coat was on the ground where he'd
dropped it before the fight had begun.
Jon watched him turn to one of Chain
Guy's other friends and spin the short sword in a very deadly arc. He
was playing though. Jon could tell. However, Jon did not want
to meet him if he wasn't playing. He knew very well what he was doing
with that thing. Hence the name Blade, Jon supposed.
He could also see where Vicious' name
came from. That woman was damn well cruel in the fight. And she
was good at inflicting pain without death.
When the fight was over, Jon saw Chain
guy and his friends were on the ground bloody and broken but at least they
still lived. Jon watched the two collect the winnings and prepare to
leave. He could use fighters like those two. If he could talk
to them maybe he could persuade them to help.
Jon decided quickly.
"Come on," he said to BlueGrass, "we're
following them. We need to talk to him. They could be just what
we need."
Following them proved difficult but
Jon managed it. They found themselves outside of a huge sprawling complex
and he and BlueGrass were watching the gate. They never saw the man
who appeared behind them and knocked them both out.
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"Was that necessary Death?" the girl
with the man asked. The man shrugged. "They followed your siblings.
I don't like that. Come on, lets get them in so we can ask what they
want."
The man called Death lifted Jon and
the girl BlueGrass and carried them into the complex.
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"The General will want to know," was
the first thing Jon heard when he woke up. He found his hands were tied
and BlueGrass was laying next to him still in the process of coming around.
"Wonder what he'll do them?"
A girl's voice asked.
"No idea but we all know he's been
more and more like the General of old lately. Too much death and destruction,"
the first voice said.
"Sucks that he has to do this," the
girl's voice said. "It isn't fair but we all know no one else can do
it."
Suddenly, Jon found himself hauled
into a sitting position. "Eavesdropping is not nice," the girl said.
She was a smallish girl with long, honey colored hair pulled into a braid
that went down her back. "What did you two want? You were on private
property."
Jon stared at her in shock when the
other man spoke.
"Tell us or tell the General but you
will explain why you were chasing two of ours down. All they did was
fight soldier boy."
"We wanted their help," BlueGrass said
as he finally got his head together. "T' help with the mob war."
"That's what we do cowboy," the girl
said. "We..."
"Pain," a softly accented German voice
spoke from behind them. "Let them speak."
Jon stared at the man who stood behind
the girl, Pain and her mate. He was tall with unusual blue/gray eyes
that seemed to shift color in the light. He carried himself with the
easy grace of a warrior yet his eyes were compassionate.
"Why do you want the help of my children?"
he asked.
Jon gawked. "Your children?"
he asked. The man chuckled.
"I am The General," he said.
"All who serve under me are my children. Why do you seek their aid?"
Jon stared at him before he explained
his need for aid against Mon*Star and the mob. The General, whom both
Jon and BlueGrass knew by reputation listened and nodded before he spoke to
the group that had come in during Jon's explanation.
"The God spoke to me this evening.
He told me Mon*Star must be defeated in order for the world balance to be
restored. if it is to be with these two fighting at our sides than so
be it. That which has happened since the fall has happened for a reason.
Lord Ares has spoken. So mote it be."
Jon swallowed hoping that was what
it sounded like. An offer of help in his cause. He stared at
the people around him and was amazed when Blade and Vicious released he and
BlueGrass.
"This is Blade and Vicious. They
will be the liaisons between our two groups. My call sign is The
General. This is Death, Pain, Executioner, Thief, Protector, Rogue,
Warrior, and Gryphon. There are many others scattered around.
Some like us, some not. When the time comes you will understand that
comment Jonathan Quick," The General said as he lead them to a room with two
beds in it.
"Rest, for tomorrow, we begin to plan."
Jon nodded too tired to know how The
General knew his name. Something told him they were safe here and he
was tired so he and Bluegrass laid down on the beds. Tomorrow would
be soon enough for answers.
Disclaimer: Own no one used herein. Silverhawks and Mob characters
belong to Lorimar and Marvel.
Chapter 2: Plans and Realizations
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