Title: Traitor (4/?)
Series: The Terror of Flight/Gravitation
Rating: R
Author: Unstable Beauty
Point of View(s): Third Person
Pairing(s): Hints of MimiXGleason, YukiX???
Warnings: Violence, Adult Language, Strong Adult Situations
*Disclaimer: I don't own The Terror of Flight (That's Andrea's
masterpiece) and I don't own Yuki from Gravi so don't sue, don't
sue.*

     
      Andrea dodged another sword attack.
      "You're pitiful...proving your loyalty...they're HELL SPAWN!
They know nothing about loyalty."
      "Well...whatever." Gloria answered weakly. "I'm gonna be on
the winning side."
      "The winning side!?"
      "Think about it...your side is LOSING. I haven't seen one
bit of progress since this whole thing started."
      "Things have progressed more than you know..." Andrea said
in a low voice.
      "For the worse." Gloria responded. "Its evitable that the
Seishi are going to lose...why bother?"
      "Can you see the future?"
      "Does it matter?"
      "That's not an answer." Andrea said.
      "Can you?"
      "I asked you first."
      Gloria growled back. "The Tori-tachi will win. And once
they're through with you, New York - no - the WORLD will be theirs.
And I - I will be alive and well and living the high life, not
destroyed or brought into slavery like YOU!"
      Gloria phased out.
      Andrea looked around tensely.
      Gloria reappeared over her.
      Crack.
      Andrea fell forward, her hands holding the back of her head.
      Gloria landed shortly after.
      "Give up, Andrea....its over...I don't want to kill
you...but I have to if I want to survive."
      "..tch...Traitor..." Andrea coughed out.
      "I know." Gloria said sadly.
     
      Gleason started slowly. His face was slowly turning red.
      Yuki squirmed. The act was hurting him but yet he was
feeling waves of pleasure. He was hating himself for that. He was
only grateful that he was going in and out of consciousness.
      All the while, Mimi watched intensely, barking out orders
and comments.
      "Enjoy it while you're with us, Yuki. I know I am."
      "...fuck...you..." Yuki moaned. He didnt' mean for it to
come out like that.
      "Maybe later." Mimi said happily. "Gleason...don't go
slow...you know I like it rough...speed up for me."
      Gleason obliged. He began thrusting faster and faster. Soon,
his face was as red as a tomato.
      Yuki couldn't stop himself from groaning. The man was
hitting his prostrate right on.
      This is madness.... Yuki thought.
      Shuichi....
      Finally, Gleason came hard. He cried out in ecstacy before
slumping over Yuki tiredly.
      "Aw...my poor baby..." Mimi stood up and walked over to the
two.
      She patted Gleason on his head. "Are you satisfied?"
      He nodded in response. "Very."
      "Good." She looked over to Yuki. "Are YOU satisfied?"
      Yuki turned his head away and slipped back into
unconsiousness.
      "I'll take that as a yes."

      Gloria brought the edge of the blade to the back of Andrea's
neck.
      Andrea did not attempt to move.
      Gloria smirked. "Proud 'til the end, aren't we?"
      She raised the sword over her head. "Forgive me..."
      She brought the sword down.
      "GLORIA!"
      She stopped in mid-swipe. Patricia and Anastasia had started
running to her.
      They stopped a few feet away.
      Gloria glared at them. "Oh great, the good guys are - "
      Gloria stood in shock. She dropped the sword and fell
backwards, holding her head.
      "You..."
      Andrea stood up smiling. "Yes....?"
      Gloria collasped on the floor. Andrea got up and walked to
her. "I've been practicing that attack for a month...I just didn't
use it at full blast."
      Anastasia picked up her sword and pointed it at Gloria's
neck. "Where's Yuki?"
      "I don't know...."
      "You're lying....YOU'RE LYING!"
      "Dammit, woman, I don't - !"
      "Liar!"
      "ANASTASIA!" Andrea yelled. "Calm down."
      Anastasia drew the sword back and just stared at her.
      Gloria rubbed her neck. "Are you gonna kill me?"
      "Do you want to die?" Andrea asked.
      "If you won't, Tiffany will." Gloria answered. "So, just get
it over with. Quickly."
      "...you coward." Andrea said almost pitifully. "Taking the
easy way out."
      "Gloria, I thought we were friends..." Patricia said sadly.
      "We were...its nothing personal, only business."
      "And...that...that comes before your friends?!"
      Gloria looked away as best she could.
      Patricia blinked at her. She balled her fists at her
sides. "I don't believe you...."
      Gloria just laughed in response. "Neither do I...."
      Patricia stalked off, attempting to keep back her tears.
      Anastasia just shook her head. "I just don't get you..." She
walked off slowly as well.
      Gloria and Andrea just stared at each other.
      "Well, what's my punishment? Should I be scared?" Gloria
asked smiling.