We All Have Our Demons (Athrun)

[binx]

So what if you can see
The darker side of me


There were many reasons Binx hated cops. Incompetence was one. Their holier than though attitude, and the list goes on. Of course the guy hauling her in was just like the rest. He’d caught her over the body of a vamp. A vamp who was still currently alive thanks to the intrusion and had probably already bolted from the ambulance.

When Buzz Light Year of star command had pulled her off the vamp Binx had attacked him. There was blood all down the front of his shirt from his busted nose. The truth was she could have escaped him easily, but since the friggin vamp played victim and the cop put a gun to the back of Binx, well she figured it would be easier to be wanted for assault than murder. Besides now that she was at the precinct she could easily hack into one of their databases and see if there was an update on Anna. Maybe a lead somewhere.

A dark grin was pulled onto Binx’s face as she was processed under the name Allison Greer. She didn’t say anything, ignoring their questions and waited for them to put her in a cell. Laying down her hands behind her head, Binx whistled, relaxed for the most part. She was still covered in blood, as the vamp that got away was not the first vamp she killed. The blood didn’t bother her though. It hadn’t for a long time. It was caked over the scar on her neck and she swatted at it, being irritated from the feeling.

Binx had every intention of finding Anna and killing her. So whenever she found herself with these opportunities she took them, though usually she preferred walking in with a fake badge and an alias that wasn’t wanted in three states. She had refused a lawyer and kept her mouth shut. When the shift changed it would be easy enough to break out of the cell and search through the computers.

[Athrun Knight]

After being out of action for three weeks Athrun couldn't take it anymore. He had to get back to work. After being attacked in the federal building Athrun had spent a week in the hospital then two weeks laid up at home. Going against the doctors orders he had to get back to work.

He walked into the front of the Federal building he flashed his badge and by passed the metal detectors. He walked into the squad room as a wave of "welcome backs" echoed through the room. After about a half hour of people stopping to talk to him he finally made it into his office. He looked around for a moment, It didn't look like Jim tore it apart too bad. He pulled his chair our from under his desk and began moving files and papers around.

He looked up when Jim walked in, he laughed at the surprised look on his face. "woh! your back early was not expecting your for another week Knight" Jim said walking up to Athrun's desk.

Athrun leaned back in his chair, "Yeah, couldn't take it anymore, had to come back in." Athrun responded

Jim pulled out a file and handed it to Athrun "Well I will spare you the welcome back bull shit and get to it. Tim and Sara brought in a young woman last night she walked into a steak out and attacked a guy, tore the poor basterd apart" Jim said as Athrun flipped through the file.

"Where is she now" Athrun asked not looking up from the file.

"Holding, right now we already charged her with assault and Tim grilled her for a hour all she gave her name Allison Greer but her name didn't show up in any BMV records or any bank records" Jim said before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Put her in interrogation one, I want to talk to her" Athrun said getting up from his chair.

When the girl was moved into the interrogation room it did not take long for Athrun to join her. He opened the file and sat down in one of the chairs. "Allison...Greer right? My name is Captain Athrun Knight, you wanna tell me why you attacked one of my Marshals miss Greer?"

[binx]

It's been a long time coming
And the table's turned around
One of us is going down
I'm not running,
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is going
One of us is going down

When the guard came to take her to interrogation Binx raised a brow. They were going to question her while covered in blood. She figured it would look better for the camera she had no doubt would be in the room and shrugged. It didn’t bother her. There were probably a dozen or so precincts that had the same type of video. Binx covered in blood or caked with mud. Whatever it was she was covered in when the idiotic cops happened to stumble upon her.

Standing up she turned around and let the guard cuff her hands and lead her into the interrogation room. The glances she got while walking through the place was cute. As though she were some type of monster. She wondered how their psyches would handle finding out that there were true monsters in the world. Hers had broken. Binx would be an idiot not to realize that. The simple fact was, she just didn’t care.

The guard sat her down at the table, shifting the cuffs so that one wrist was cuffed to the little metallic loop on the table. She looked at her hand and let it drop, giving the guard a fingered wave as he left before glancing around. It was just like any other interrogation room. White walls, little camera in the corner, and of course a two way mirror. She waved at that as well, giving a dark grin. She wasn’t really helping her case, but she’d be out of here and on her way soon enough.

Leaning back in the chair, Binx swung her legs onto the table, whistling, completely relaxed as she waited for the I.I.C. to come in. Or in other words, the Idiot In Charge. When the old geezer walked in, Binx flicked her gaze to him, but kept whistling. His hair was silver and he had steely blue eyes that said he was the no-nonsense type of guy.

She continued whistling as he sat down across from her and opened a file, that she assumed was the police report. She knew they wouldn’t find anything on her. At least not with that name. She continued whistling as he asked her name, her own gaze settling onto his.

Instead of answering his questions she tilted her head to the side. “Athrun Knight? What kind of name is that? You fall out of the middle ages or somethin’?” There was no excitement behind her tone, maybe a little sarcasm, but no emotion for the most part. She grinned darkly at him. “Ten pennies to a dollar and I’d bet you were a grandpa.”

[Athrun Knight]

Athrun was not bothered by her attempt to make him mad. He dealt with it everyday, with far worse then what this chick could dish out. Athrun sat back in his own chair with the file. When she made the comment about his name he laughed. "It's not my name I'm worried about its yours. You know your name did not show up in any records. Athrun said ignoring her feet up on the table. "you know what I think, I don't think this is your real...." Athrun was interrupted by the girl making the comment about him being a grandpa he closed the file and tossed it on the table.

"no I'm not a grandpa, hell I just found out I was a father. He said getting up and walking around the table. He got behind her. "what about you huh? Mom and Dad know your out attacking federal agents" He said as he moved closer. From behind he whispered in her ear, "Or maybe they don't give damn"

He moved away quick in case he struck a nerve and she went for a swing at him.

[binx]

It's been a long time coming
And the table's turned around
One of us is going down
I'm not running,
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is going
One of us is going down

Binx was still leaning back in her chair, when Athrun cut off his speech and moved to walk around her. She followed him with her gaze, just out of habit. He was a cop though, he wasn’t going to do anything to hurt her, but then again one never really knew if a cop was possessed. It would be easy for him to walk behind her and slit her throat. Binx had already had that happen once. She wasn’t intent on letting it happen again.

“Christo.” She muttered quietly. It didn’t matter how loud or soft you said it. If a demon was in the vicinity their eyes would flicker and they would flinch like the pansy ass bastards they were. Unfortunately Athrun did no such thing so she had no reason to jerk her hand out of the handcuffs she’d already picked and kill him. The cuff looked as though it was still clasped around her wrist, but she wasn’t stupid and if Binx needed to get out quickly she wasn’t waiting for the attack to start picking.

Maybe something passed through Binx’s eyes when he mentioned her parents. She couldn’t tell anymore. She didn’t really feel anything anymore. There was only one trigger button Binx had, at least that she knew of, but Athrun had no idea who she was or what her real name was and she wasn’t about to take the bait. The more information she gave him the more Athrun would be able to figure out about her.

“Maybe they do, maybe they don’t,” She said easily. “You’re agent is an idiot.” She flicked some more dried blood off the scar on her neck where it was caked. It was making the spot itchy and it was annoying her. “Are yours proud that you became a federal agent? Or wait…maybe they don’t care…” She tipped back in her seat, the dark grin still on her face.

[Athrun Knight]

Athrun moved back over to the one was glass where he knew two other Marshals were watching them. He knew the blood that was all over her was starting to bug her. He thought about getting her another shirt and letting her clean up a bit. But if it was bugging her, it gave him a slight edge he would take it. He looked at her for a moment then sat back in his own chair. When she asked about his parents. He folded his hands and looked her in the eye. "My parents have been gone for years, they along with my sister passed away when I was on my second tour in Iraq" He said leaning back in the chair

He pointed up at a camera on the wall. "see that up there on the wall, we took a picture of you and were running it through facial recognition so weather or not you tell me your real name or not I'll know it soon enough" he said opening the case file again.

[binx]

A shot of whiskey would go over real well for her right now. This cop talked a helluva a lot about himself. Maybe he was trying to be sympathetic. It wouldn’t work with her. Binx had long ago snuffed out all of her emotions. They were buried in a box deep inside of her, and she planned on keeping them there. Even when she finally found and killed her sister, putting her out of her misery, Binx would keep them locked up until she found a hunt that killed her. Opening that box would be a bad thing. She’d probably wind up in the loony bin, wrapped in a straight jacket with people poking her with needles all day.

Her gaze flicked to the camera, a smirk spreading across her face. They could do face recognition all they wanted. Binx had half a dozen alias’s floating around at there. He’d probably find those, but her real name was only in the system in a police report from when her parents were murdered. No mug shot attached to that, and he had nothing to go off. Stupid cops. Worthless. Always narrow minded going the wrong way down a one way street.

Looking up Binx smiled and waved at the camera. “Hey there. My name is Alison. My favorite color is blue and I love having sex with men and or women. Sometimes both at the same time.” None of it was true except for the bit about sex. Leaning back in her seat she looked up at Athrun. “Let me know how that works out for you."

[Athrun Knight]

Athrun found her attitude amusing and annoying at the same time. She reminded him of his sister who had passed away many years. Her smart ass remarks reminded him a lot of Alex.

When she made her smart ass comment to the camera Athrun laughed very loudly. It it wasn't a fake laugh either. When Athrun heard a knock on the one way window he grabbed the file and got up from his chair. "Hang tight, I'll be right back" he said as he walked out the room shutting the door.

Athrun met Jim in the hallway and was handed about 12 files. Athrun looked at the files for a moment then back at Jim. "What the hell is this" he asked looking through all the files.

Jim rubbed the back of his head, "We ran her face and we got about twelve hits" Jim said looking on edge a little bit
Athrun sighed and went to walk back in as he saw a face he was not expecting walk out of the observation room

[Randy Carter]

Randy was enjoying watching his father fail at braking this girl. He found her attractive, in that psychotic sort of way. He was also was having fun picking on Tim who got beat up by the chick.

"So explain to me again how this little thing kicked your ass again?" he jabbed at Tim. Tim flipped him the bird and walked out of the room and Randy laughed. When she made the comment about liking to have sex with men and women his eyebrow raised and a grin spread across the young hunters face. "Okay, I gotta meet this chick" he said as he walked over to the door.

When he walked out to the hallway that lead to the Interrogation room. When his fathers eyes met his he smiled and then put his hand up on Jim's shoulder "Don't look so nervous Jimmy he ain't gonna eat you... O heya pop" He said with a cheerful tone. "Mind if i try" he said pointing at the room.

[binx]

A dark grin spread over Binx's features when Athrun laughed at her mockery of the camera, and hell the whole system. The pig had a sense of humor after all. Who knew? Most of the time when she started in on her games the cops got pissed, started slamming tables, and acted like it was suddenly their time of the month. Athrun seemed to be taking it all in stride.

Binx shrugged when he left the room, leaning back in her chair as far as she could make it go. The cuffs kept her from falling over and she began whistling a merry little tune as Athrun went to go and confer with the people behind the mirror. Grinning, Binx gave a little wave and started bouncing in her seats, her breasts going with the movement. She then winked and blew a kiss at the mirror.

Most people would be terrified in this position, but Binx wasn't most people. She was practically a sociopath and she had no intent of unlocking her emotions when she still had things to do. They would just get in the way, be a hindrance.

Binx knew that Athrun was out there, probably trying to figure out which one of her alias's if any, were the real Binx. Will the real Bianca Connors please stand up? She grinned darkly again and went back to whistling her tune. She'd never tell.