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pay tribute to the Guyver work of Takaya, and by no meens is meant to offend
anyone.
Please enjoy, but be warned... even though this is only a
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using a preventative measure.
Young
Guyver
a fanfic by Dave Laenen
CopyRight
2001
Chapter Six: Private
Discussions
Madison St. Claire wears the Alien Skin.
She stands in her empty ware house, the dawn light peeking through the tin
plates. She takes one final breath, and Begins!
Fist after Fist, She
strikes Into the air! Jumping! Kicking! Anything that Will Fatally Kill an
opponent! And After a Final leap, She rips the Plate from her breast! From the
Glowing Light where her nipple Should be, the Atomic blast Rips itself into the
Ground! The Light subsides as she replaces the plate. The vents over her mouth
breathe steam.
She turns, and faces the people she has tied at the wall.
They are ragged, bound and gagged; they look like hostages or refugees. She
walks towards them, towards one fat man in particular. They shake with fear. She
turns her head down and looks at a child, "Don't be scared Little one, Your new
God will be hungry soon", with one hand she pulls the fat man up from the
others, "You should be honored I have chosen you as my blessing"
From
behind her, AD-2 finally speaks up, "I take it your almost to the point of
exhaustion"
Madison Panics! She Turns Around with Her Wrist Swords
Extended, Dropping the man on the Ground!
"Careful... if we fight, one
of us will get hurt. Then you won't find out what I have to say"
"How
did you find me?", Madison sounds very brusque, Her swords are still raised.
AD-2 ignores the question, "You know, when we first met, you said some
things that intrigued me... Chronos for instance. You see, I'm new to all of
this, and there are a few things I think we should talk about... just between us
girls"
"You want a History Lesson? Who the Hell do you think you Are?"
"Oh, I'm nobody... ", and she walks over to a ragged chair. Sitting in
it, "But it couldn't really hurt to tell me now, could it?"
"fine."
Madison lowers her arms, yet every muscle she has is stressed under her tension.
"Chronos is a secret army. It guises itself as an international corporation. It
has had the alien technology for a lot longer than Cartiger's 'little' research
group... and instead of squandering the knowledge gained from it, they've put it
to use... genetically re-engineering soldiers into more powerful weapons"
For once she seems surprised, " .....this is what the alien technology
is capable of?"
"Chronos is using this technology to place their 'Weapon
Men' into strategical places", Madison starts walking around AD-2, like a wolf
circling it's prey, "When their ready they'll attack"
"Attack?"
"Yes. They'll attack every Government, Every Military, Every
Installation of power from the inside. It will be an invasion from the inside,
and no one will see it coming. No weapons to smuggle, no munitions to hide,
because the weapons will be the soldiers themselves"
AD-2 stands frozen.
Her skins are cold. "Why would Chronos want to take over the world?"
"Why did Napoleon? Why did Caesar? It's power; isn't it?"
AD-2
then breaks free of what seems like a trance, like she was staring a cobra in
it's eyes. She walks out of Madison's Circle and turns back to face her, "That's
one of my questions, now the second... You said we are ZoaLords. How do you
Know?"
Her circle broken, Madison steps back to the man she has lying on
the ground. "A ZoaLord is Power, a God. When the AD unit took me, I knew what it
Made me into", She Grabs the Man by the Throat, and Squeezes Until it cracks.
The musty air is momentarily broken by the last stink of the mans breath; blood
seeps between his lips. "I Am a God; just like the twelve ZoaLords that lead
Chronos"
AD-2 looks at the dead man Madison holds up in the air,
"interesting. Since you're now a god then you're no longer human.. and this
couldn't be classified as cannibalism. An interesting way to satisfy your
hunger"
She sounds like her Teeth would be Gritting, "Tell Me Why I
Shouldn't Kill you Right Now?"
"Because as I see it, you have two
choices... you could wait until after we destroy Chronos, or They can kill you
as you stand All alone"
"What?"
"You say you are a god... If
Napoleon and Caesar were so justified by their ambition, then Chronos would only
be standing in your way" AD-2 turns away and looks down towards the group of
people that are tied up, "Why Else would you be Training so hard?"
"You
would save Bellmont's life, yet you would help me kill all those that oppose
me?"
"Oh, I'm not trying to save Bellmont's life, that just wasn't his
day to die" She looks back at the hostages, "You have thirteen people tied up.
Very strange. Since you're a god, would they happen to be your worshipers?"
Madison Runs At AD-2 With Her Swords Raised! About to Slash Into her
Body When AD-2 Screams! The Sonic Shock Wave Hits Madison, Throwing Her Back
Flat! The scream slowly quietens to a whisper, and the metal marbles on AD-2's
faces slowly resonate in the light, like tear dots.
Beneath her eyes
they resonate again as she speaks, "I'm not your enemy Madison. I actually
intend on working with you" She kneels down and looks at the people. They stare
back at her in Terror. They look filthy and ragged. One little girl pees herself
as AD-2 picks her up into her arms.
Madison walks up behind the AD-2, "I
know You get hungry. And when you do, The ZoaLord skin will come off. Eat with
me, and we'll sustain our power"
AD-2 looks again into the child's eyes.
The little girl trembles in terror. "no thanks. My mouth is on the inside of my
mask, like yours... frankly, I really don't want you to see my face just yet"
"Very well. Then leave so that I may eat"
With the alien skin
that cover's her finger, AD-2 wipes the snot from the little girls nose. "You
know... If I considered myself a Goddess, I think I'd want to be known as
benevolent and merciful" AD-2 Flashes the Sword at her elbow into it's Full
Extension! She uses the meter long blade to cut the bindings at the little girls
feet and hands. "Run along home now, don't get into anymore trouble" When AD-2
let's go the little girl runs as fast as she can for the open bay doors.
Madison just looks at the girl, "And now you give away my meat. When she
finally talks to the police I'm going to have to move into a new place"
"I'll make it up to you", and AD-2 stands away from the people. She
stands there, and the Metal Orb at her waist glows... in a Blinding Flash she
disappears.
----O----
William puts the last of the clothes on
that Bellmont just gave him. He leaves the hospital gown lying on the small bed.
His night has only been confusion, waking up cold and nauseated in this strange
place. The quarantine room is small, only a bed, sink, toilet, and a large two
way mirror on the wall. The place is so bare, there is no comb for William to
even help tie back his long hair; he feels so disheveled. Now dressed though, he
takes the risks and opens the door to walk out...
A young Blazer man
meets him with a smile, "Hi, Your supposed to meet Bellmont in the van outside"
The guy walks William through the corridors, walking beside him the whole time
as though William were walking the green mile of death row.
The door
opens to the outside and William is Blinded by the Morning sky! The white van is
right before them, and Bellmont sits in the driver seat with the engine already
running. " ..please.. get in", the old man is in character.. a stone set jaw and
icy eyes. The only difference is in Bellmont's voice; it sounds weaker, as
though he almost respects William.. or fears him. William closes the passenger
door behind himself and pulls across the seat belt.
Bellmont says hardly
anything on the long roads. William is surprised they are not crossing the river
bridge to the main part of the city, the south side. Instead they drive towards
the country side, taking a small highway. For being the prairies there are more
trees on this road, and William can only guess they are headed in the direction
of 'Park Lake', a small tourist camp ground he remembers from when he was a kid.
Bellmont finally does something other than drive, he reaches for a
convenience store bag and hands it to William, "you must be starving.. I didn't
know what you wanted for breakfast, so I got you a couple of things"
"
...thanks", William cautiously takes the bag, nervous in his own mind... this
was the 'big boss', the man that held William's precious job and life by the
strings; and now the man that tried to have him killed last night. To William,
Bellmont is the man with all the power. In the bag are a few confectionery items
processed in suran wrap.. a danish, a muffin, a can of cola, a sandwich, the
closest things to real food from a convenience store.
"Help yourself. I
don't want you to go hungry. It wasn't my intention for you to miss breakfast,
but we've got a lot to accomplish today"
Gesturing the bag to Bellmont,
"..would you like anything?"
"no, I've already eaten; but please, you go
ahead" This is the first time Bellmont even seems friendly to William, still
cold, but like he's sorry, or regretful for something. William opens the
sandwich and starts taking small bites, the most he can do to feel comfortable.
Around them is the desolation of the prairies; no one visible for
kilometers in all directions. They near a small cluster of 'sky reaching pine
trees' at the side of the road, they turn into the property, seeing also an
abandoned stable, and a dirt hill. Bellmont stops the van and gets out. William
opens his door to the chilled air.
Bellmont is walking towards the
stable carrying a tool box, William follows. The stable is very much like a
shed; no dung, no sign of it's use as a stable. It's wood is very dry, yet it
looks like it could easily rot. The tool box is set on the ledge of the open
window, and through the window William can see marksman targets posted into the
side of the hill. Bellmont opens the tool box, exposing the array of handguns
and their clips.
Bellmont then sits on a stool, "I wanted to apologize
to you. It was.. inappropriate for me to order your operation yesterday. I
shouldn't have lied"
William looks at the metal weapons in the box. "I..
see.."
"I apologize for ordering your father to retire", Bellmont's eyes
then look desperate, "It's just what we're facing now. Trouble is coming, and I
need every advantage I can get"
"I don't.. understand"
"We're
facing an invasion" Bellmont picks up a small gun from the box and holds it in
his hand, "The research facility is a cover. The real reason we are here is to
reverse engineer the alien technology into a weapons system" Bellmont looks into
the eyes of the young man, "There is someone else with the alien technology"
" ...but.. who?"
"What I'm about to tell you is beyond top
secret; you can't tell anyone what We're about to discuss" And the old man
stares at William for ten full seconds, "Sri Lanka. They are a terrorist nation.
They're building up muscle strength, preparing to take over as the world's next
major military power"
"But their small?! How could they take over
anything?!"
"It's the alien technology" Bellmont holds the gun tighter
in his hands, "They've been using it to build a secret army called 'Chronos'.
Our research facility is a joint venture between the American and Canadian armed
forces to formulate Some form of defense.. Anything that could help Defend us
when their invasion force lands on North American soil!" Bellmont's palms sweat,
his brow strains with the intensity in his voice, "And that is my excuse for
trying to kill you... you have a weapon that I need... the alien skin", he looks
away, showing his guilt. "I'm sorry. My only excuse is my desperation... I
needed to find something that could match what the enemy has"
William
looks at the gun again in Bellmont's hands, and then at the face looking towards
him. It doesn't seem as though Bellmont could kill him anymore. "I... I
understand"
Bellmont then smiles. He hands the gun to William, "I still
need you to help me, I still need the weapon that bonded with you. Would you
please side with our forces..."
Only a few seconds pass before he
speaks, " ...Yes"
And Bellmont smiles, all the guilt he seemed to have
now emptied. "Then we've got work to do. I've got to train you to be a soldier"
Bellmont grabs another hand gun from the box. "First, I'm going to show you how
to shoot... ", and he Fires three Loud Shots into the Target! His one good arm
then lowers, and he trades guns with William for the session to begin.
Shot after Shot... The Target is Pierced. Smoke Rolls over the Dust of
the Range. Every gun is Fired in Turn., for each one, Bellmont stands behind
William like a Mentor, "the shells of the Barretta explode into shrapnel...
remember to control the recoil.. ", Bang!, Bang!, " ...the C-9 Rifle is fully
automatic, but it's air cooled, so watch the barrel temperature..." What seems
like only minutes is hours.
William's Heart Races with the Explosions
from the Barrel of Each Gun. His Fingers Clench tighter and Tighter.. trying to
Ignore the numbness For the Rush of each Bang! Then from Behind him Bellmont is
Gone, William turns to see the old man walking back from the van, carrying a
larger case.
From the case of Weapons, Bellmont hoists the Gattling Gun
onto the ledge, and loads the ammunition. The Adrenaline! Firing Bullet After
Bullet In Searing Flashes! The Gattling Gun is the First, and Bellmont Places
others in William's hands; the AK-47, the Styr-AUG, the AR-15, and William Can
Only Clench Tighter and Sweat with the Rush of Each Blast! Standing behind him,
Bellmont is sly, and smiles.
The time has passed, and now it is late
afternoon. The sun of the hot day has made the dirt dry and burning.
Overpowering the smell of dry weeds and tall yellow grass is the smoke of C-4.
In some clouds it smells like rotten egg, in others it is pure bliss, like that
of fireworks and dry ice.
William's teeth still hum, vibrate as though
he were still shooting. The old man smiles when he looks at him, and William
sees the man as more open and friendly. Bellmont's eyes are still like ice
though. In the heat of the afternoon the bulk of ammunition is spent, and the
two are packing up the large arsenal into the proper cases.
"You know
you can access the alien weapon any time"
William looks up, "I Can?!",
his face is beaming.
"Yes, apparently you just have to 'want' it badly
enough"
"How do I 'want it badly enough'?"
Bellmont is about to
respond to the question, But his Eyes Widen, and Terror fills His Face! William
turns to see the woman that wears the alien skin.
She speaks, "Good
afternoon Bellmont", in Madison's voice. "I used to be afraid the 'other'
ZoaLord would interrupt us. But she says she's not going to interfere 'this
time'"
Bellmont steps back, barely able to speak with his gapping jaw, "
..how did you... how did you find me?"
"I've been training, figuring out
the weapons of this skin", with her finger she flicks a metal orb at the side of
her head, 'tink' "These balls are sensors. With them, I can see and hear well
beyond what you can" She picks up a rifle that lays on top of a case, "with the
noise you've been making, How could I Not find you?" If her face could show a
smile, every tooth would be bared like that of a demon.
Bellmont almost
trips backwards in his steps, " ...oh god No.. "
She takes the rifle by
it's grip, then points it at Bellmont's chest. "This is a Weapon that a Mere
human would use. I am a ZoaLord, I am a God. When I Kill you, it is going to Be
with something Far more powerful" And by simply squeezing everything but the
trigger, the stock splinters into half.
Bellmont looks to William, the
young man holding a C-9, the cartridge with five rounds left, "Please... Aim for
the center of the chest"
William nervously raises the gun in his arms,
and fires one after another! His cartridge is empty, and Madison leans back in
shock, the wounds of her chest bleeding... she stands straight again. The
strings of tendon intertwine, healing the bullet wounds; and she looks at
William with predator eyes!
In What Seems One Step She Grabs Him By the
Throat! Her Eyes are Directly at His! Then she pauses for a moment... "You are a
pawn of Bellmont, and I am a Merciful God. I will forgive you today" She
releases him onto the ground, letting him fall; then turns for Bellmont.
He raises a hand gun to her, but knowing it won't help him, he doesn't
fire. "Please... When I shot you I was shooting at the alien skin... I didn't
know what it was doing. You can't kill a man for.."
she interrupts,
"..This isn't about revenge anymore Bellmont. I've gotten over the pain. I just
want to kill you" She starts stepping towards him, below her breath she is
laughing. She grabs Bellmont and Tosses him into the Stable, Breaking him
Against the Wooden walls! She steps forward and picks him up, she Squeezes the
Destroyed muscle of his damaged arm, forcing him to scream in Agony, "Does this
Hurt Bellmont? Are you a Sadist? Do You Like Pain?"
Bang!! In the small
of her back a gash is made. Bang!! Another gash bleeds aside the first. Bang!!
The third gash is placed, and she finally drops Bellmont before stumbling
herself. She turns With eyes that Are filled with Hatred, and she sees William
holding an L-39, an elephant gun.
She Lunges at Him! "You want to play?"
she grabs William and stretches him out by both arms, holding him like a rag
doll! Pulling at him, pulling to the Limit of Tearing him in Half! "I Spared
Your Life! And You Throw it Away?! I'm a God. Don't You Know What kind of Gift
I've Given You?!" The Metal Marbles in her mouth Vibrate with every Scream she
makes.
Bellmont is on the ground, unable to move. Desperately he shouts
out to the young man, "William, you've Got to Want the alien skin! Want it badly
enough and it can help you... It can give you the same power she has!"
Madison is shocked. For a moment her anger is gone, "You've got the
alien skin?!" Her face then Explodes with OutRage! "No way your a ZoaLord, No
Way! Your pathetic and Weak!" She Resumes Tearing Him! Screaming into His Face,
"I'm not Merciful Anymore! I Won't Let You Call It! I'll kill You Today!"
Bellmont cries out again, "William, call the Skin! Do anything! It will
Make you Immortal! Want it badly enough! Call it!"
And in that moment,
William can feel the World cycling into him, everything is quiet in that single
second, he can feel the energy, reality feels like it is spinning! From His
Center the Blue Field Emerges! A Spherical Field of Energy that Passes through
Him! The blast of this Instantaneous field Throws Madison off him and onto the
Ground! The Sphere of Energy swarms Around him, as though he Were standing in a
Transparent Blue Sun... From Behind him the Skin Appears... Emerging through the
Energy inside the Field. The AD-3 Skin appears as one complete body, Then
Explodes inside the Sphere into a Mass of Writhing Tendons and Armor plates!
They Wrap Around William! Tightening!
The field fades, and William drops to the ground with the
AD-3 skin again resting over his, just as it was before. The Metal at his
forehead glows with a single pulse of light, then the vents over each cheek
breathe steam. He is kneeling on the ground, the skin freshly wrapped around
him, and his pain is gone.
The air then settles. Bellmont looks back at
the young man, "William, you've the same power as her. You can kill her"
Rising onto her feet, "When I'm Through with you, there will be One less
ZoaLord. When the war is over, 'I' Will be the 'Only' God" She Runs At William!
He Jumps And Kicks Her Back! Both of them land on their feet, and she Runs
Again! William Jumps to kick... And She flashes Her Wrist Sword into Extension,
Slicing off His Foot!
"AAAaauuugghhh!"
She then Lands Behind
him, and Back kicks him into the Ground. "Your nothing 'boy'. I know how to
fight" She picks him up again, and places her eyes over his. "I AM a God. I am
the Supreme God. You Will Obey Me, and You will Bow down Before Me" The Metal
Orb at her Forehead Glows, "You Will Serve Me...", the Metal Orbs above Their
eyes Glow.. the light reaches for each other, "I AM GOD. I Am the Only ZoaLord
you Will Obey"
She Clutches Him By the Neck, The Light like Arrows
Between the Metal orbs, Her Forcing Him onto his knees. Her Eye's Pierce into
His with deeper Ferocity, "I Can Destroy You As a God Should. I Am More
Powerful. I 'Will' Destroy You!"
The Glow Ring of Each of them Then
pulses Brighter in the Beam for one Second. Without thinking, William Grabs the
plates that Cover his own chest, and Rips them Open! His Open Flesh Glows! Two
Vortexes of Light Collect in the Gelled flesh, One over Each lung! Her Eyes
Pierce Into His with Anger and Hatred! From his Chest, the Vortex' Release Their
Energy... Blasting into Her Like an Atomic Wave! The Light is Blinding, and Like
Acid it Rips through Her Body! The scraps of her upper torso are flung over the
hill of the target range. The light fades, and his hands place the chest plates
over each lung.
Bellmont looks at the silent young man fearfully,
waiting for the alien skin to make a move. The Glow ring of the Metal orb gives
one final pulse, and the vents release a large breath of steam. William
kneels... panting in exhaustion.
----O----
Daniel Albright sits beside Chris Penner.
Bellmont is not in the University this afternoon, and the Ougaba toh Mask
appears to have loosened it's grip on Chris. Albright's reading's however show
Chris' heart rate to have increased slightly from yesterday.. a small trickle of
blood starts from Chris' nose.
"Chris, you can still understand me
clearly? Correct?"
"Yes", he can blink easily with the tendon strings
digging into his sockets, though the white of his eyes are red with veins.
Daniel looks up to the 'Blazer man' that stands at the door.. one of the
six newbies that Bellmont has hired in the past week.. "I need you to leave the
Room. This 'research' session is beyond 'your' security level" The woman leaves,
and Daniel turns back to Chris, "I want you to tell me something... and I don't
want this conversation to go beyond the two of us... can you promise me that
Chris?"
"It's no problem doc... I just wanna' get outta' this thing"
"Chris; We found three Alien devices in the ship... ", the doctor speaks
softly, "they appear to be weapons. Could you tell me what they are Chris, Could
you tell me how to Control them?"
In his mind, Chris sees them... And he
Sees the green Monster, the Guyba! He begins to tremble with the fear it gives
him. He speaks with his words beginning to slur again, "Iths Guyber... It's thu
Guyba..."
"It's called 'Guyber'?"
"yesth. It's suppothed to be
a..a..."
Albright rushes Chris, "A What Chris?! What is it Supposed to
be?"
" ...the words are different... I know them.... strongly..
increase... protective.. armor. Thu wurds I know... itsa 'bio booster'... that's
what it means. But it's human, it's Guyba"
"Tell me Chris, how do we
control it? How do I control this weapon?"
"You can't"
----O----
Edward sits at the desk. His two body
gaurds stand behind him. The window of the Hotel Balcony shows the view of the
Calgary skyline. Edward sits at his desk, sorting between his travel papers. The
breeze from the balcony waves his long hair into his smooth cheek; he pulls the
strands back behind his pointed ear. Some one knocks at the door. "Come in
Anakary"
The door opens, and the young woman in the beige suit walks in
carrying a dossier. "My Lord Caerleon, a soldier we sent to Lethbridge has
returned"
"Only One?" He continues to speak with his European accent,
"Very well Anakary, What is his status? What is the situation?"
"Sir,
the soldier returned to us alone, and naked. He reports that the rest of his
team has been killed. The Cartiger Research Group has indeed come across Creator
technology"
Edward clutches a crystal glass with his thin fingers and
smiles. "Then I assume we have some business to conduct with these people" He
brings the glass of the red whine to his lips.
"Yes sir. Four More of
Our people have Infiltrated the installation"
Edward sips the sour
liquor, "Excellent. Then we are ready to absorb them" Edward returns the glass
to the oak desk.
"Sir, forgive me, but there is something more...
Tabross 224 also reports a traitor.. agent St. Claire has been affected by the
Creator Technology... She claims to be a.. She claims to be a ZoaLord sir"
He looks up, and His smile deepens. "Very Well. Then we shall Show her
What a ZoaLord truly is. Prepare for another operation"
The Guyver Net
