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fanfiction site. Yoshiki Takaya is the creator of the origional Guyver. He and
he alone holds all official rites to the Guyver. The purpose of this site is to
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
fanfiction, it is copyrighted in order to prevent unauthorized publication.. For
those that don't understand why this is copyrighted.. it is because I know of
individuals that have tried to publish works that already exist, and so I'm
using a preventative measure.
Young
Guyver
a fanfic by Dave Laenen
CopyRight
2001
Chapter Nine: To Journey
Behind Masks
They fly through the void... The
clouds of energy swirling around them. She has William in her grip, and both of
them are encased in their alien skins. She can see the point of light, the
beacon... She grips William tighter and forces the metal orb at her waist to
glow. Both of them hurdle to the point of light Beacon! The Two Glowings almost
Collide before the One at her waist Flashes! The Flash Smears open the void...
and they Ram into Flesh! The glowing stops, and they are engulfed in the living
matter.
Once again there is gravity; it disorientates William further.
AD-2, the unknown woman with the alien skin, swims through the puss of the
massive creature, grabbing William to pull him along. He is in Shock, and stares
with amazement as everything happens to him... He stares at the huge tubes that
arch through the fluid they swim in... One of which they approach, the spheres
at the sides of his head twitch as he sees it. AD-2 then speaks, "You are
breathing okay aren't you?"
Everything is so alien to reality, he's
unsure of what to do or say, " ...yes"
Her eyes turn back to the wall of
the tube, "Good. I was hoping I wasn't the only one that could breathe in this"
The ring in the Metal circle of her forehead then glows... and the tube they
swim towards opens! She pulls them past the folded flesh and into the hollow
tunnel. The folded flesh reforms the wall.
William squeezes against the
'gushy' tunnel wall. He looks to her with what would be wide eyes, "Where are
We?"
She looks down the narrow bright passage... Her forehead metal
glows again, from an opening at the end of the tube a light pulse mimics hers.
Her glow ring finishes and she turns to him, "We're inside the alien ship" Air
bubbles then start seeping from the floor of the tube, and quickly they Get
Larger!
"What's Happening!"
"I'm not sure if you can breathe
without your armor, so I'm making a little 'conversation' room" The bubbles keep
getting larger, but only seem to be in their portion of the tube; a wall of scum
divides the air from the gelatin that fills the rest of the tunnel. The walls
then swell outward, enlarging the space to the size of a bedroom. The new room
is now almost completely air filled, and the liquid is draining through pores in
the floor like a bath tub. AD-2 steps towards William, the puss level lowering
down her ankles, "I know your low on energy. I recommend you remove your armor
before it uses up the last of what you have"
" ...excuse me?" This is
truly alien to him. The walls are pink flesh, and the room smells like an open
blister. He stands in the room, imagining it to be like the belly of a whale.
"I want you to Concentrate your thoughts into Not Wanting the alien skin
anymore; of wanting to be normal. Before the Armor almost Kills you again" She
has his Attention; Immediately he tries to do as she says. His Alien eyes cease
glowing as though he were closing them, and he concentrates. Nothing appears to
be happening. AD-2 steps face to face with him, "You don't understand, you have
to truly want the armor to remove itself"
"I'm Trying"
"Try
Harder, but realize this... this alien skin is the same technology that has
Chris Penner turned into a 'brain washed loon'. Technically, you allowed him
have the mind blender, while you got the device that makes you immortal" He
closes his eyes again and lowers his head with grief and guilt. She turns her
back to him and walks away. When the ring on his forehead glows, the armor flies
from his skin. He is left on the gushy floor in his weak, human form. The room
echoes with the chilling sound of air. "I'm sure you have many questions"
His backside is wet with the moisture from the floor. He looks up to
her, "Who are You?"
She leans against the organic wall, "I see your
armor grew you a new foot"
"what?"
She gestures to the toes on
his one bare foot, "I heard that AD-1 cut off that foot yesterday. I see that it
grew back" She pulls some of the organic string from her wrist out like an
elastic, "amazing how regenerative this stuff is... it even restored St. Claire"
She let's go of the strings and they snap back into place around her wrist.
"Funny, normally when people lose a limb they go through a period of depression"
"it... It grew back while we were driving to the research facility"
"So you don't feel anything about losing a limb at all?"
He
looks at his foot, "I don't know... everything's been strange"
"You're
in your human form right now... I could threaten to cut it off again, and see if
that has any affect", She raises the retracted sword of her arm, " ...but I
doubt it would change much. I think your just going through a period of
adjustment"
"Why are you doing this?"
"What do you suppose
Madison was like before she became a Guyver?"
"a 'Guyver'?"
"Oh,
That's Right, you were pretty groggy when Caerleon pronounced it" She stands
from the wall, and bends over to look him face to face, "That's what we are.
It's what those 'alien devices' turned us into" She walks back to the wall, and
stares through the transparent membrane, looking towards the light at the end of
the tunnel. "So what's it like. Being manipulated, I mean"
He thinks for
a second. "I'm not being manipulated"
"Lie to me again like that, and
I'll let this ship eat you alive" She sounds cold and callous. "Do you think the
people at the research group 'honestly' care what's happening to you? The only
one that's being truthful is the dick... Charles Linwun... Everyone Knows he's
ready to slice you up. He's probably the only person I know that doesn't wear a
mask to fool everyone" The ring at her forehead glows, followed by the orb at
her waist... she's slowly pushed through the air, weightless, and lands at the
other end of the room, facing William. "Funny... most people wear masks to hide
their innermost self... but only with a 'real' mask do they expose what they
truly are"
He's looking at her as the glowing fades, "How do you know so
much about being a Guyver?" He fumbles on the gushy floor, trying to stand on
his knees. "How did you learn how to control it?"
She ignores his
question, "So tell me William... what are you behind 'your' mask?"
"excuse me?"
"Is this the 'real' you? Every man dreams of
becoming a super hero. So is this the real you, or is this your alter ego?"
"I don't have an alter ego, and I never will"
"Yes you will.
Your wearing a mask, sooner or later you'll develop one"
Trying to say
something that shows him to be more than a puppet, "Don't give me that crap.
Everyone already knows who I am"
"It's not a matter of being a puppet!
Everyone knew who Madison St. Claire was too, but the mask changed her
regardless! Now she has no fear showing what a horrible monster she really is
inside. What's worse, she now thinks she's god; and she's going to kill everyone
because of it. Would you honestly say she's the same person she is without the
'mask'?"
He accepts her words silently. Then he speaks after the pause,
"So who are You without the mask?"
"I am... ", she is unprepared for the
question, " ...I am quite different. Without this armor, I would never be able
to do the things I do" She moves over, and sits beside him. "This mask has
allowed be to expose parts of myself I never even dared talk about in public
before"
"And that's what you thinks going to happen to me? That I'll be
either a monster, or some guardian angel"
Through the mask she can
almost be seen smiling, "Something like that. That's why I have no problem
calling myself AD-2; in this form, I'm a completely new person"
He
smiles back at her, "So what would you call St. Claire and I? The 'Demon' and
'Quivering Ehmkirek'?"
She Laughs at the joke, Heartily. The smile shows
through her voice, "The 'Demon' definitely fits St. Claire; but I wouldn't go so
far as to call you 'Quivering' just yet. I don't think your as much of a coward
as you let yourself be"
He's puzzled, "What are you talking about?"
"At the Shooting Range, when Madison was going to torture Bellmont...
you didn't run and hide like a coward; you grabbed a gun and stood your ground"
"How did you know about that?"
She doesn't answer him, instead
she stands up and begins to circle him. "If I had my guess, I'd say we haven't
yet seen the finished product of what your growing into. I'd say, you're 'Young
Guyver'... one that has yet to show us what you truly are" She crosses her arms,
"And if that doesn't fit, Madison and I are still both older than you" She
should be smiling playfully; An Elbow Sword Extends, and She rests it on the
shoulder of William, "I dub thee Young Guyver. Now rise young knight; and grow
into a warrior of virtue, and honor" Her sword snaps back to it's stow length.
He's grinning from ear to ear, "Are you finished yet?"
"What?",
she gives an innocent playful look, "You don't want to be knighted?"
He
stands on one knee, and with a with a deep cartoon voice he says, "I accept this
honor my liege, and vow to battle valiantly with all my heart"
She's
completely serious, "Excellent young knight. Then turn to the world, and prepare
for the coming onslaught as young guyver" Her hand points down the tunnel,
towards the darkness that would be the hull of the ship.. the outside. "I'll
come for you when it is time" She turns her back, the ring in the metal of her
forehead glows, and the light at her end of the tunnel pulses in synchronies.
"Oh, and if you want to learn how to be a Guyver... try meditating with the
armor" The tunnel closes around AD-2, just as the air begins to expand into the
direction of the hull. William give's a final glance to her, and knows she is
finished with him... for the moment.
He begins to walk down the pocket
of air path. It smells of puss, like oily fish; and sounds like wet interlocking
flesh. It is getting darker as he moves downward through the arched tube, the
path feels over a kilometer long. He's walking through the 'gushy' floor when he
suddenly trips! It Rattles him, expecting the walls to Collapse and eat him
Alive! He feels around, and finds a mound of flesh made of stone; it confuses
him, but he continues to walk on.
He sees the end of the tunnel... an
organic wall at arms length in front of him. It opens, with juices dripping down
the sphincter gates. A room is opening as he steps through the thresh hold. The
only detail of the room are the wrinkles in the flesh. A portal opens in the
wall, letting light in.
William steps out of the alien space craft,
finding himself in the Cartiger Groups 'ship entry' study lab. A blue uniformed
Chronos guard is staring directly at him.
The Guyver Net