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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
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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 Ten: The New
Arrangement
William steps from the flesh of the
alien ship; the tunnel closes behind him. A Guard stares at him, and reaches for
the comm button on his white helmet. After mumbling a few words into the helmet
microphone, the blue uniformed guard steps forward... his muscles bulging. "Come
With Me"
With out hand cuffs, the guard holds William's arms behind his
back as he escorts him through the upper corridors. "What's going to happen to
me?"
"You belong to Chronos", saying it cold and callous. Being in the
bright lights and carpeted floors doesn't help William, every muscle of his body
is still weak. The guard pushes him into a small dark room, "If you're smart,
you'll stay here until we come for you", then he closes the door.
This
is the quarantine room William was in earlier; the light from underneath the
door shines on the wall mirror, showing the sink and toilet. He lays on the bed
and stares blankly towards the ceiling; lost in his own thought. "I am in the
hands of the enemy... people that are going to kill me", Then AD-2's words Burn
in his mind, "A Puppet!" He says it to himself as he frowns, wanting to choke
over it. "I Am Sentient! I have a mind of My own!" William rises from the bed
and creeps to the door; slowly he turns the handle, and slowly he pulls it open.
The Chronos Guard's back blocks his way, and twists to face him, "Return
to the Cell"
Refusing to be a controlled puppet, "No"
The
Guard's hand Swells, and tear's through the glove. "If you Don't Return to that
Room, One of us will not live to see Tomorrow" The hand is All he can see, he
slowly closes the door behind him.
Again sitting on the bed he rests his
head between both hands. "To be a killer... ", he thinks to himself, "
...everyone said I killed Madison and I didn't give it a second thought" His
fingers fidget, gnawing into his cheekbones. "maybe it was self defense. maybe
that's why I could kill her without even thinking about it" His hands squeeze
into fists, "I Can't be So Naive! If I'm going to stop these people I Can't be
Afraid to Kill!" His cheeks rest again in his palms, "but at the expense of my
soul... even if I'm not Christian, I'm still afraid of going to hell"
----O----
The
Cessna slowly swerves in the sky, looking down upon the foothills as though they
were mounds of peach fuzz. Over the flat earth the plane begins it's descent for
the small runway, landing in the small city airport. Looking out the window is
the frail Mr. Cartiger; air tubes sticking into his nostrils. His attendant then
approaches, "Sir, There's still no word from the University. We appear to be cut
off"
His voice is raspy in his old age, "Have a car ready when I land.
I'm going Directly to the Research group"
"yes sir", his attendant turns
away with a cell phone in hand. Cartiger's eyes turn back to the ground. He
frowns, his pale wrinkled face seems full of venom.
----O----
Three Hours Later
Anakary Whern stands
at the head of the board room table, her palm computer in hand. She checks off
her list as the people are 'escorted' into the room... Daniel Albright,
Bellmont, Dr. Rodrigez, William, and Debora Merek. They are each given their
seat at the round table. Madison then appears; with two escorts at her side she
sits, unnerving everyone around her. Anakary moves away as her Lord Caerleon
enters, taking his position as the head of the round table. "I Welcome all of
you here, And I apologize for any inconvenience our little demonstration may
have caused", he smiles like a gentle prince as he speaks. He looks to William,
"I trust you've all had enough to eat"
Anakary stands at the side of her
lord, "They are all here sir, the ones you've specified... including the
Guyver's", she looks to William and Madison; one part of her gaze is an admiring
curiosity, and the other is contempt. Deborah Merek almost sneers.
Dr.
Rodrigez grips his head, "this is a nightmare... This Is A NightMare", the panic
beginning to Rise as he looses the shock of it all! "This is Impossible!
Childhood monsters from my Fairy tale Books! I Don't Believe in Magik AnyMore!",
squeezing his temples, trying to click his 'heels' together and return to
Kansas, "I Don't, I Don't Believe in Magik!"
Caerleon nods to one of his
aids... a man in a brown suit. The man in the brown suit steps to the table and
extends his hand, sliding a knife through his own palm. The Blood falls from the
hand; and Caerleon gestures to the puddle, "This is not magik. What we are, You
will become" His fingers raise for some tea to be brought in, "Quite simply, we
are further along in the alien research than you are"
Merek Screams,
"What The Hell Are You Doing with Us!?"
Anakary's Hard Elbow Crashes
into the Back of Deborah's Neck, knocking her back into the chair. "No one
speaks this way before our Lord"
Caerleon raises a finger to calm his
protégé, "It's all right Anakary. They are new, I can allow a bit of rage"
Taking a cup of tea, eyeing Madison, "So long as they learn to Control their
Insolence"
The Doors Storm Open, and Eric Cartiger rolls in, "This is My
facility, I will do with all Discoveries as I please!" The frail but venomous
man stares Caerleon in the eyes, then down towards the chief blazer man. With
shame, Bellmont can barely look back. With fury he starts pointing at Edward,
"You get past my security, my secret, and Ravage my Property! You've Killed my
Employees; And now You think you can simply Take it from me?!" Cartiger's Throat
sears as he Screams, "This is Mine! And I decide How it's Run!" The Crusted
man's nostrils flare, almost knocking out the air tubes that lead into them. He
then glares, "how did you even get here... I've kept this in secrecy"
Chronos soldiers stand at the door, their faces blank, unsure of whether
or not to drag Eric Cartiger back into their custody. Edward Caerleon almost
laughs, "I did say I wanted him... didn't I?" He nods for Anakary to prepare her
next speech, "Very well then... Ibuprethal"
" ...what?", Cartiger is
bewildered, but Daniel Albright lowers his head, realizing their fatal mistake.
Cartiger is ready to re-ignite his raging rant, "What the hell is Ibuprethal"
There is a silence; and with a crack of a smile, Caerleon looks to
Daniel Albright. Daniel speaks with his pale numb face, "it's an enzyme we use
in our research. we use it to unravel the genetic material of the alien ship...
to make it easier for us to analyze. It worked perfectly on the alien DNA"
Daniel puts one hand to his forehead, covering half his face, "It's synthesis
was difficult... so we ordered it from a company in Europe", his expression
begins to sulk, " ...it was too good to be true"
If a noble could
possibly gloat, then that would be the expression that Anakary wears as she
stands there, "Chronos has discovered the remnants of many Relic ships all over
the world; they are the basis for much of our research. When an order is placed
for nearly 'three hundred' liters of Ibuprethal, it is needless to say that we
are intrigued" The faces of the other scientists fall just like Daniel Albright
as she reveals the Chronos trap, "You triggered our alarm eighteen months ago
when you ordered the enzyme. That is when we first launched our investigation"
Caerleon sips from his tea, "of coarse not without the approval of Sin
Rubeo Amniculus; I wouldn't think of trespassing into the American region
without his permission"
William mutters in a voice that no one should
hear, partly to himself, and partly to Deborah Merek whom sits beside him, "I
don't get how Sri Lanka could even pull something like this off?"
"Excuse Me?... Sri Lanka?" Anakary Laughs, "What makes you think this is
the work of some back wards little Country?"
Everyone is staring at
William. He sits knowing that his next words will be judged... dreading the
humiliation. He knows what Chronos is; but if he is wrong, if he has believed
the wrong people... "Bellmont was telling me. He told me how Sri Lanka is using
the alien technology to mount a large army.. "
The soldiers around the
room begin to smile and snicker, but Edward Caerleon frowns, "I won't laugh. I
can see this 'Bellmont' was only trying to secure himself a pawn for the war. I
understand" He looks to Anakary, making her ashamed of her own smile; then nods
for her to continue with the presentation.
Anakary looks at the files on
her palm computer, " ...you have been studying the alien technology just as we
have; yet you have Hardly begun to direct it towards it's full potential" The
lights dim and the projection screen lowers. The image shown on the screen is a
layout of the facility.. of the alien ship and the research laboratories built
around it. "You are studying one of the greatest artifacts of mankind's genesis
with tools that are decades outdated. Now that you belong to Chronos, the first
thing we'll do is refit you with equipment 'capable' of competent research. We
feel our scientists should actually be providing us with 'useful' experiment
data" While everyone is focused on her every word, Anakary can see the Cartiger
grit his teeth with hatred. Smiling, she presses a button and a new image
appears on the screen, showing the proposed changes that Chronos will make to
the facility. She looks to the image with pride, "We'll also provide you with
several Chronos scientists.. to lend a helping hand; and show you how to conduct
the research properly"
Madison looks towards the head of the table, "So
tell them Edward. Go ahead and tell them what your going to do to their friends
and family" She grins demonically as most everyone's heart fills with terror.
"You have seen what we've learned to achieve. What each of us holds
within ourselves; and what we can instill within others" The cup rests back on
the table; it's warm tea can faintly be sniffed in the chilling air.
Anakary begins to walk around the table, circling them, "No scientist of
Chronos is given absolute freedom. You will depend on us for the simple
necessity of living", on the projection screen is a vile of liquid, "without us
you will die. Everyone who used to know you will think that you're dead. Your
former lives are now over.. severed"
Glaring at Anakary, Merek remarks,
"So this is it? Your going to give us Drugs and take Our lives away?", she looks
sarcastically, "Sounds like an Empirion album"
Edward Caerleon looks
almost hurt by Deborah Merek's reaction. "You do not know just how well you are
now going to be treated. You do not know the benefits of Being Chronos" His
loving gaze then moves to all of the table, "You have always worked for one
man's profit... working with the cheapest tools in hopes of making the greatest
discoveries" Everyone then expects him to open his arms in benevolence, "We are
different. We don't care about costs, or profits... we simply want to use the
results of the research"
Eric Cartiger's rage is built again... Every
Vein pulsates as he is about to Explode from his Wheel Chair! "What About Me!
This is what 'I' Made, No One can take it from me!"
"Take it from you?",
Edward Caerleon looks almost totally confused at the frail man. "With out us,
you will never be able to claim the results of the research... the 'Real'
results" He looks sincerely into the frail man's eyes, "wouldn't you want the
data that can help keep you living?"
The moment Caerleon said it Eric's
hand went numb. Eric Cartiger touches the tubes that stick into his nose, not
quite pulling them out. he frowns sadly as though the end of his life is in
sight, "I'm using that data"
"No... I am talking about data.. knowledge
that can do More than 'pump' oxygen" Caerleon is making the deal, sounding like
neither demon or angel; but sad, sounding as though he knows the gift he is
offering is death. "I have no objection to your signature on the university
deed, my real aim is for Chronos to be the one actually controlling it. With the
knowledge we already have, I see no reason for you to die anytime soon..."
"i'll sign" Eric has sold his soul, yet met his savior. "I'll sign the
people to whatever you want" Eric Cartiger, the dying tiger holds the outline of
the wallet in his hand; a tear drips down his face.
William thinks of
himself as a puppet again, just sold into servitude in order to save a life. He
looks at everyone's face, and how the frowns are the same... either sad for the
dyeing man, or the loss of being sold into slavery.
"Thank you", for a
few moments it's all Caerleon can say. He takes a sip from his tea and smiles,
slowly sobering both himself and the room. "My first order of business will be
William Ehmkirek, the last to become a guyver" Shocked, William looks straight
At the Calm young Prince. "There are Two guyver's in Japan... ", the screen
flashes to show the photos, " ...Agito Makishima, and Sho Fukamachi...
Terrorists. These two have brought a sky scrapper crashing down into the heart
of a sleeping city, they have killed an entire army of our zoanoid soldiers,
slaughtered our scientists, and.. brought death.. personally brought death to an
entire village" He sits, letting toll of dead somber everyone. "It was believed
that our best match would be guyver against guyver, that the strongest of the
two would win, yet it would be foolish of me to send Madison. There is no way I
would introduce an unstable element. That is why I am bringing Ehmkirek with me
to my meeting in Japan"
"No!", William Bursts Out of His Chair, His
Blood Boiling! Teeth gritting, "I will Not be used as a puppet.. 'I' will decide
whom I kill. 'I' will be the one to add things to my conscience"
Anakary
counters, her words slapping at William, "This is War... we have no time for
single soldiers to morally judge what is right verses what is wrong... Soldiers
must follow, and put their faith in the generals.
"I'm Tired of being
the puppet" Clenching his fists he sits on the edge of his chair, "My Faith is
in Myself! My Faith.. My Accountability.. Everything!"
For once Edward
screams back, "But this Agito and Sho are Killers! What will you do when they
come here?"
"If they are such a threat, then I will fight Them when they
get here" His Eyes seem to Burn with Fire, with courage he stares Caerleon down,
"And I'm Not going to let you Hurt our friends and family. No one here is going
to disappear.. You're Not taking away Anyone's Life!" His Clenched Fists and
Burning Eyes, the soldiers back away as he seems ready to unleash in a fighting
Rage.
"I see" Edward Caerleon is calm; he looks at the tea leaves in his
empty cup. "I am being thwarted by the guyver that doesn't know how to fight...
very well" The muscles in William's fists relax. "It may be a better idea for
you to have your way, and stay here to train. Perhaps you are even able to
capture the other guyver"
Holding the angry muscles in his straight
face, "Then Everyone stays free?"
As Caerleon nods he can see the
Infuriation arise in Anakary. Sourly, he explains before she can even protest
his decision, "Anakary, the old man didn't buy their lives back; but the kid...
he is willing to fight for them" He can see that he has started to quell the
opposition in his protoge, and provides the final detail to melt away her
faltering, "Besides, these scientists have already proved themselves under
clandestine conditions"
" ...and you believe they can work for Chronos
in the same capacity... ", although an edge of doubt remains in the back of her
mind, she shows fully her true regret at even beginning to question her Lord, "I
see sir. my apologies; please forgive me", her eyes are lowered.
"You
will learn" his finger slides along the rim of the empty tea cup, "With the
closure of this meeting, perhaps you should prepare William Ehmkirek.. and the
Scientists, for their Re-Insertion into society" He pushes his hair behind his
pointed ear as he nods, and the blue uniformed guards bring everyone to stand.
"What happens Now?!"
Before he can turn back in his chair, "Now
I leave. You will be integrated into Chronos. It's that simple" Edward sits with
his back turned. The meeting is over. With all but Madison standing, Anakary
leads the escort out of the room, placing herself at William's side.
Madison is in her Handcuffs, Sitting with her Sly Demon Grin. Her two
Guards grab her Shoulders to escort her when She Bursts With Energy! Engulfed in
Her Blue Star, The Guards, the Table, Everything is Hurdled away From Her in the
Flash! Her Alien skin Wraps Around her, Then she stands in the Dim stillness.
His long black hair is scattered across his face. Caerleon stands and
turns to gaze upon her. He frowns. "I Thought we settled this" As a Warning, the
Crystal under the skin of his forehead Glows.
"I am Recharged" If she
could, She would Sneer under the Organic mask "You Shouldn't have fed me Edward,
You Shouldn't have done Anything to let me Regain my power" Aside her hips, Her
Arms Flex, Unleashing her Wrist swords to Full Length. Soaring through A Meter
of Air She Lashes at Him!
Her Blade Millimeters From his skin, He holds
his hand out to Stop her in Mid Air.. freezing her above the ground. "Don't
Underestimate Me Anakary... Never under estimate a ZoaLord" The tips of his
Fingers twitch and Madison is thrown back farther than she had even jumped.
Edward stands looking at her, the slice of Crystal in his forehead shining
brighter than the sun itself.
She evilly returns his gaze, "I've been
preparing for this moment" Still laying Against the wall, She Pulls Open her
Chest Plates and begins to Charge her Ultimate Weapon. "Nothing you do to me
will stop the Power I'm about to unleash... you die Here, Today", saying it with
finality. In the Place of her Breasts the Spheres of Deathly Light Glow..
Increasing in Magnitude...
His Entire skin Sweats... His veins pulsate.
Engulfed in his Own light he Hovers in the air.. like an Angel. He extends his
palm to her, Summoning the Blackness into it... Then Pointing to her with That
same Hand, Needles of Shadow Pierce into Her Breast! Her Glowing Light Explodes!
when the smoke fades, she is imbedded in the wall aside an unconscious
guard. As a normal man he steps towards her, "Retract your armor; Or I will be
forced to use All of my power" His crystal glows again as a final warning to
her.
Twenty Soldiers step through the door. Looking at them, and
gripping her charred breast, "I surrender" He flesh slowly begins to pull itself
together, but she does not show any further sign of fight. "the armor will come
off as soon as it's finished healing. You have my word", she says as she lowers
her head to Caerleon. Standing on all sides of her, the twenty guards escort
Madison out.
Standing in the smoking ruin, Edward Caerleon turns again
to face the wall. He breathes heavily to himself, letting the moment pass.
Anakary runs in, "My Lord!", panting and out of Breath, "I heard The Guyver
Battle!"
He holds his hand out to calm her, " ...it was nothing.
Everything has been taken care of" He glances back to her, and down to her side,
"What's that?" Blushing, Anakary holds out the pistol in her hand. Smiling,
"don't tell me you were planning on coming to my rescue?"
Sheepishly she
laughs at herself, "Sorry Sir. I guess.. I wasn't thinking" She looks at the
mere pistol, and in her mind compares it to what her Lord must have faced. "I
was just... so excited over the guyver. I apologize for the lapse in judgment"
Without looking at her, "Your not going to have the luxury of making a
mistake 'Here'", he turns to face her, "Managing this facility is going to
require every Ounce of your control" Caerleon places his hand on her shoulder,
"You wont have my help while I'm gone"
Struggling for Words, "bu.. but
Lord! I Don't Want to Manage!" She almost drops to her knees begging, "I want to
stay at your side.. to learn from you, and train.. "
"To what? To become
like me? i'm flattered" Caerleon's clothes are loosened from his poising with
Madison. He straightens his tie, "I can hardly wait to wear the robes again.
That must be the best benefit of meeting with the other ZoaLords" Looking her in
the eye, "That's why I must leave you here Anakary... This meeting in Japan is
one I can't afford to miss; and I need someone here that I can trust"
She looks back to him, in both innocence, and honesty, "You can depend
on me sir. Everything will be perfect when you return"
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