Key Twenty: Leda:
Tyki glared at Leda in her cage.
"You put me in so much trouble, you know that?" he asked. The angel cut him a cold look. The doctor gritted his teeth.
"You, bitch! This was your doing, wasn't it? Wasn't it?"
The red-haired angel smirked. "And what if I did?"
The doctor cleared his throat as he tried to calm himself. Tyki pulled out a cigarette and lit up. "You have me in quite a pickle." He blew the smoke into her cage. "Road and everyone else in the tower wants me to rip off your pretty little wings. I don't want to do that." Leda's nose curled as more smoke was blown into her cage.
"You," he said. "You are something else, you know that?" His face came within inches of hers behind the bars.
"Did you really think he was going to make it?" Tyki asked in a low voice. Leda's lips curved into a jaded smile.
"Not really," she said.
"So why would you help him?"
Leda broke down into laughter. The sounds she made only served to stir up the anger that Tyki had been sitting on. He clenched his cigarette in his teeth.
"What's so funny?" he asked. Leda laughed as she looked him in the eye.
"I still won," she said.
"You won?" He fought the urge not to grab her throat as she broke into a grin. Her eyes seemed to glow like a cat's in the dark.
"It didn't matter if Allen made it or not. If it pisses you off, I win." Leda broke down laughing like a crackling witch. Tyki lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat. Even as he strangled her, she didn't stop grinning. Do what you will to me, bastard, she thought. But I will help that boy escape again and again just to piss you off.
When she was out cold, Tyki drew back his hands, but the rage inside didn't face away.
"Bitch," he muttered under his breath. The doctor spat on the angel and walked out the secret room.
Leda. Marion. Can anyone hear me?