Chapter Four - Love at First Sight
Sam had made it back to Queens, almost crashing the bike on the way. Soon enough, he parked the motorbike at the dead-end of the alleyway.
After falling the long height, he looked up, only to see a furious Sean and Barsy stand before him.
"It took you long enough!" snapped Barsy as Sam got up from the ground.
"Ah... well..." started Sam.
"So where's the pizza?" asked Sean.
"Well, you see..."
"I don't see anything in your hands"
"What's wrong with you? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Barsy announced, crossing his arms.
"But that's the thing, I-"
"And where is Silvia?" asked Sean and Barsy together, looking behind Sam.
"SHUT-UP AND LISTEN!" screamed Sam, waving his arm. The other two stopped at once.
"... Daniel shot her and took her away... I tried to help but he tried to shoot me as well" explained Sam sadly.
Sean's face went white.
"We've lost her... again..." he whimpered.
"We'll get her back, Sean" Barsy alleged, trying to be comforting.
"But he'll probably take her to Trano! Oh, God... we'll never get her out of there..." Sean muttered worriedly.
"Wait... she still has the transmitter! We should call her!" exclaimed Sam excitedly.
"Wait! Give it time... we'll do that in... let's say... an hour's time... it's far too dangerous to risk calling her when she's with Daniel" snapped Barsy.
"So... what do we do now?" asked Sam, sitting down on a hover-chair.
"It's a waiting game now, Sam. That's the only option" sighed Barsy, sitting down on another chair.
"I wonder what he's gonna do..." Sam muttered, shrugging with a puzzled look on his face.
Silvia could finally hear her own breathing. She slowly opened her stinging eyes and looked around.
Her vision was quite blurred and she couldn't even make out where she was. She seemed to remember the horrid events of the night before.
The last thing she saw was the drainpipe and after that, she blacked-out. She blinked a few times, trying to adjust her vision. It didn't help; it was still blurriness.
Her other senses started coming back to her, but there was something very wrong; she had the feeling of softness.
She expected a lumpy, hard bed with dull grey walls enclosing her and the nasty writing on the walls and the blue, transparent hologram door that locked her in... but this?
This was the complete opposite. She was lying on a soft, double bed with a massive TV on the wall in front of her. She could feel the warmth of the sun beaming down on her through the window across from her, which also had a balcony.
This had to be a dream. There was no other explanation by the looks of it. There was then a sudden sound; a door opening. She looked around her and saw, of all people, Daniel.
Silvia leaped against the wall behind her and curled her tail around herself, poising the tip at Daniel.
"You stay away from me!" she yelled in fear.
"I'm not going to hurt you" Daniel stated, raising his hands. He slowly walked over to her, Silvia still poising the tip at him.
"It's ok..." Daniel said softly, grabbing her hand. She struggled for a few seconds but then suddenly started to calm down, her heavy breathing getting slower.
"This... this is a dream right?" she said to him.
"No... this is real. I'm off-duty" he replied, smiling and dabbing at her bleeding hand with a cloth.
"Yeah, right" she snapped.
"I left one of my Officers in charge" he jeered angrily. Silvia blinked.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked as he took a bandage off her hand that he had dabbed at. Her glove was off, making her realise that she had the bandage.
She must have got the injury when she fell of the drainpipe. But it didn't matter because Daniel was being nice to her... but why?
"I want you to meet someone..." he said, helping her up off the bed and putting her glove on. Silvia felt as if he was lying to her...
"Um... who is this person?" she asked politely. Daniel bit his lip.
"He is... ah... he is... ah... well... he's someone I know who wants to see what... it... it's like to be a... a Thief" he stammered, struggling. Silvia blinked again.
"You're the Chief of Police, Danny. Haven't you told him all the lies about us?" Silvia asked, smiling.
"Like what? That you're evil, little demons? Yes, but I want him to have experience with you. And DON'T call me DANNY" Daniel snarled.
"Whatever, Danny. Where is he anyway? Silvia asked, suspicion growing in her.
"In the living room" replied Daniel, getting irriated already.
"Living room? Where am I?" she asked in shock, coming to a horrid realisation.
"My... apartment" answered Daniel, soon regretting it.
Silvia's eyes widened. She was in her worst enemy's apartment, with no back-up in God knows what part of New York.
But it wasn't so bad. It was, in some sense, using Daniel. Silvia glanced round, looking at the luxury of the room.
"You're rich?" she asked nervously.
"I get paid well, Silvia" Daniel said proudly, with a smug look.
"For torturing us? Nice. What is the name of the person?" she asked, trying her hardest not to be sarcastic.
"Never mind that. He'll probably tell you" Daniel said thoughtfully, watching Silvia trying to walk.
He, she thought. Once she stood up, she fell off her balance, making Daniel catch her.
"Take it easy" he said gently, helping her up. She struggled to gain balance but, when she did, her thoughts on Daniel had started to change... slightly.
"Right, follow me" he ordered as Silvia looked up at him. They walked out the door and into a classy hallway. It was like a mini-mansion on how beautiful the apartment was.
Soon, they entered through a door on the side. Here, was obviously the living room.
The floor was a cream carpet, suiting the white hover-chairs that were placed near the massive TV. A whole side of the room was glass, showing a perfect view of the city.
On the couch close to them, was Max, who seemed to be unhappy with every channel.
"Ahem!" coughed Daniel. Max looked up at him.
"You don't seem to have her... Oh well, you tried" Max sighed, continuing to flick through the channels with his hand.
"She's behind me" Daniel snapped angrily.
At that, Max turned off the TV and looked at Silvia walking past Daniel.
His eyes widened at her. Could a Thief look this good? Max thought to himself. Daniel noticed this and felt an urge to smack him.
"Before you two get comfortable... I would like to speak to Max" Daniel said irritably. Max got up and walked out, still looking at Silvia romantically.
Silvia sat down innocently and smiled up at Daniel, who looked at her nastily. He slammed the door, leaving her in the room.
Silvia immediately got up and looked around the living room for something to take. On the coffee table, she noticed a silver and highly expensive-looking watch. It seemed precious, so, without another word, it was slipped into her pocket.
"Max! What the hell do you think you're doing!?" whispered Daniel furiously.
"She's so... pretty" replied Max, smiling romantically. Daniel looked at him in disgust.
"Right... do you want to know why you're meeting her!?" whispered Daniel furiously.
"To propose?" suggested Max stupidly.
"NO! You're going to get details off her!" whispered Daniel furiously.
"Like what?" asked Max in shock.
"Where her hideout is... her weakness... the stats of her annoying friends... I don't care. Just get them off her. I'll get more money for details…" Daniel hissed, clenching his teeth.
"Wait... you're making me your own little... SPY?" Max hissed furiously.
"You've only caught that on now!?" Daniel screamed furiously.
Silvia looked at the door and then at the TV, wondering what the quarrel was about. She turned it on, putting on something called "Crime Watchers".
It showed two Officers trying to keep a Thief under control. The Thief then jumped on one of them and started attacking viciously, making Silvia giggle.
She looked at the door for a minute, seeing Daniel and Max standing there. Daniel had a furious look in his face and Max was making a movement with his hand at his neck, clearly saying; turn it off.
"Turn it off" commanded Daniel angrily.
Silvia swished at the TV with her hand and it went black. Daniel took a deep breath then walked out, hoping really hard that this will go the way he planned...
Max sat down beside Silvia, who looked at him in fright.
"So... how's it going?" asked Max casually. Silvia looked at him in disgust.
"Sorry" he said nervously, noticing Silvia's expression. Silvia felt uncomfortable around this strange boy. Why would Daniel do something like this?
"I don't know you" she said with a slight tremble in her voice.
"Yes... but I know you... ah... that came out wrong" he replied.
Silvia grunted, knowing that her "bad" fame has got her known all over the place.
"Okay... Daniel wants us to get to know each other" Max soon said, not liking her silence.
"Oh, really?" Silvia asked, flicking her tail. Max loolooked at her wide-eyed.
"What?" she snapped, raising an eyebrow.
"Your tail... it's pretty scary" he breathed, trying to be calm.
"I won't attack you with it" Silvia muttered, shrugging slightly.
"THANK GOD!" he blurted out. Silvia froze.
"Err... why did Daniel pick you to see me?" she asked anxiously.
"He is a friend of my dad's and..." Max stopped. His memory had came flying back to him about the car crash...
"And?" Silvia asked.
"And... I had to stay with him for a while" replied Max, smiling awkwardly.
"Ah... I see" Silvia muttered slowly.
Max looked at her sadly, knowing it was against laws to even like her. But... love is love, right? When would the time be right? Or was his fantasy just a... well... fantasy?