Arty’s Revenge! Turpis meets his match!

By: Ami Meitsu

 

The day after Sabera’s birthday was better than the actual date but still kind of depressing. Yesterday, General Turpis proved that he was definitely possessed. While Invidia had been visiting her mother’s memorial site, the closest she had to an actul gravesite, General Turpis snuck up on her and basically beat the crap out of her. Invidia fought back for awhile until he grabbed her by her hair and kicked her on her left side-hard, leaving this huge bruise. On top of all that he scratched her wrist-and it actually drew blood. Now it was time for him to get what had been coming to him for years.

 

‘He will get hurt-he needs to get a taste of what he’s been inflicting on Invidia for years…’Arty thought as he tapped his fingers on the table at breakfast.

 

“Dad? Hello?”

 

“Huh?” Arty looked behind him to see his adopted daughter waving her hand in his face, she looked a little annoyed, her twin brother, Ryou, stood off to the side next to her.

 

“Breakfast?” Akira asked, it was Monday, which means that Arty had to make breakfast and get the kids off to school. Akira went to a private academy and as a uniform she wore a black blazer, skirt, a white shirt and a small navy blue tie. Ryou went to the Star Force Academy so he wore a red and white Star Force uniform.

 

“Sorry” he said, then he looked at the clock-they only had a half hour-he forgot to get them up too-well actually he was basically another alarm clock for Akira and she woke Ryou up. “Just get some doughnuts or something.”

 

“Okay dad what up?” Akira asked, her father was usually prepared and ready to go by the time he got them up.

 

“Nothing… I was just thinking” he said as Ryou pulled out the doughnut box.

 

No he hadn’t told the kids what happened to Invidia-he didn’t want to worry them.

 

“Weird…” Akira said as she shoved a chocolate doughnut in her mouth and worked on putting on her tie.

 

“What’s going on?” Invidia asked as she walked into the kitchen.

 

“Invidia-Mama!” Akira said as she tried to hug her-Invidia moved. “Let me hug you!”

 

Invidia moved as her adopted daughter came at her again.

 

“Okay what up with you?” Akira asked.

 

“Nothing” she said “and don’t you have to get ready?”

 

Akira sighed and headed down the hallway. ‘What is wrong with them?’ she asked herself ‘Dad’s off in space and Invidia-Mama…who knows? I’m just surprised she got up at 6:30; she usually doesn’t get up until 7:30 or 8. Hm… that woman does do a lot of sleeping…’

 

Ryou still stood in the kitchen he looked at them both ‘what is wrong with them?’ he asked before following his sister down the hall.

 

Invidia watched the kids go then joined Arty at the table; she sighed and put her head down on her arms.

 

He gently placed his hand on her shoulder “feeling any better?”

 

She nodded

 

“Tired?”

 

She lifted her head up “no” she told him. She wasn’t tired just a little down, and still hurt.

 

“Well I guess you can’t be tired, you got up before noon.”

 

Invidia hit him in the back of his head.

 

“I had that coming” he said.

 

“What are we gonna do?” Invidia asked.

 

“About what?”

 

“General Turpis! I want him dead! He needs to just get over the fact that it isn’t my fault! Why does he have to take it on me anyway?”

 

She this asked as tears formed in her eyes “I just don’t know what to do anymore!” she put her head back on her arms and wept.

 

“It’s all right, I’ll handle it” Arty told her.

 

Invidia looked up for a second “you will?”

 

“Yes, don’t worry about it.”

 

Living up to those words was easier than Arty expected, later that afternoon he brought General Turpis over and was now with him on the balcony.

 

“What the hell do you want?” Turpis asked.

 

Arty walked over to him and punched him in the face “I want you to leave my wife alone!”

 

“Why? She deserves everything I do to her…”

 

Arty kicked him-hard “no she doesn’t! You’re just a jealous **!”

 

“Why you…” Turpis stood up and punched Art squarely in the jaw.

 

Arty got up after he had been knocked down-he ignored the pain completely “Damn you” he muttered then he grabbed his kneck and started to strangle him. “Leave her alone! I don’t care what you or anybody else says! You’re nothing but a jealous bastard! A little kid who can’t get over something that happened a long time ago! You turn your built up anger and grief on Invidia…What the hell is your problem?!”

 

Turpis didn’t answer he took his arm and punched Arty in the stomach; he loosened his grip, as Turpis took him and flipped him onto the balcony. “Shut up who’s the really ** here?”

 

“Still you” Arty reached back and grabbed his foot, Turpis fell backwards and Arty picked him up by his shirt, he held a tight grip. “Now listen to me…If I ever hear of you laying another hand on my Invidia…I will hunt you down and kill you” Arty stated fiercely, then he reached up and punched him in the face-twice.

 

“Bastard” Turpis muttered as he fell, he ignored the blood running down from his nose.

 

“Thanks, I know I am” Arty said right before his boot met with Turpis’ butt. He grunted in pain. “Oh and a new word of advice if you mess with my family you answer to me and this better the last time you face me…” he picked him up and strangled him again, then pushed him up by the wall next to the door. “Go to hell!” he tightened his grip and knocked Turpis out, he watched him fall, then smiled. ‘That was long overdue’ he thought and left him there, then he went back inside. Turpis may have hurt him too-but Arty didn’t care it was minor and would go away soon.

 

“What happened to you?!” Invidia asked as she came down the hallway; she wore a long silken black robe, and had her brush in her hand.

 

“I told you I’d take care of him,” Arty said.

 

She looked out on the balcony and saw him knocked out. “But what about you?”

 

“I’ll be fine, I got off easy, just a couple bruises here and there at the most, and I can’t feel my arm.”

 

“Are you sure?” Invidia asked as he knelt next to him.

 

Arty nodded as she took one of his arms in her hand. “What are you...?”

 

“Can you feel this?” she pushed down on his left arm.

 

“A little”

 

She did it again “this?”

 

He nodded.

 

“How about this?” she asked as she leaned in and kissed him. “Thank you…” she whispered after it broke. Then she took his hand and helped him up.

 

“So what we do about him when he gets up?” Arty asked.

 

Invidia shrugged “I don’t care-as long as he goes away.”

 

“He will” Arty made a move to hug her but she moved.

 

“Don’t, you’re gonna hurt me.”

 

“Right…” he nodded then handed her the brush she had dropped next to him.

 

“Anyway thanks…I guess I kind of owe you now huh?”

 

“No.”

 

“Huh?” Invidia looked at him.

 

“You don’t owe me anything, I did it because I love you and I was tired of seeing you get hurt, and mow that you’re not I’m happy, and that’s what counts.”

 

Invidia smiled and ran into him; he hugged her gently, being careful not to hurt her side.

 

“Thank you…really, I don’t know if I could have faced him for much longer.”

 

“Don’t worry, you’ll be all right now” Arty reassured as he kissed her head, he was glad that it was finally over, or at least he hoped it would be.

 

TO BE CONTINUED (???)