AN: This is my first shot at a one shot Vandread horror… well, maybe not one shot, but multi-chapter Vandread horror. I was inspired by another old monster movie I saw on Cinemax, and decided to give it a shot, thinking, Hey, how's about putting a monster fic in Vandread? Dogma has already been notified and is working on his version of the story. I don't exactly know if there are any Vandread horrors here. Are there? Ah, what the hell. Just read it, and tell me what you think! Please review!!! I don't think that 'Of Mechs and of Dreads' is exactly going to be updated any time soon, since Dogma is having problems with his diskette where the next four chapters were saved, so I'll have done this just to kill my time. I also have to mention that there is some… F/F although not that noticeable in this chapter. I wonder how you're going to react to my Original Character? This is Fizzy 13, saying hi. Oh, and Book-Master, if you're reading this, then I hope you like it as well as my other fics! Enjoy! Oh, one more thing: Consider reading DJ Madcat's War of the Titans too. My poor cousin needs a lot of good reviews and ideas to go with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Vandread, yadda yadda yadda, GONZO owns it, yadda yadda yadda. So what else is new?
ITThe Dream
The three figures dashed down one of the now poorly lighten hallways of the Nirvana, chased by a surprisingly swift moving mass of gray, semi-liquid tentacles with the mobility and movement style of a spider. Meia let out two laser shots at the thing, stopping it shortly, putting more space in between them.
"Lasers won't do anything against it!" shouted the person in the lead. He was a Spanish-descended man with shoulder-length dark brown hair, who wore military issue fatigues and branded square-framed sunglasses. He was also carrying a fully loaded 9mm Berretta, what was left of his originally impressive arsenal when he boarded the ship.
"You should've told us that earlier!" Misty retorted at him. There wasn't much they could do, but follow the man, and get as far away from this thing as possible. He didn't tell anybody onboard Nirvana much about himself. Like anybody cared at all. He was just doing his job—strictly business. They were all probably dead by now too.
The trio reached a half-closed blast door marking the border between sector 12 and sector 13. "Hurry! It's coming!" he shouted at the two blue haired girls as they passed between the heavy steel doors. As Meia got through, he slammed his palm at the control panel, the gateway shutting tight just as the creature caught up to them.
The mercury-like beast collided head on (If it had one) with the meter-thick barrier and let out a demonic ear-piercing cry of frustration. "That's not going to stop it for too long either." He could already see some of the dull gray slime slipping through the thin spaces of the seal. "GO! GO! GO!"
A moment too late—a viscous tendril had already snagged Meia's left leg and pulled her down. She landed on her rump with a loud thud. "Go on ahead, there's nothing more you can do. If what Lorenzo says is true, then I'm done for."
"No!" Misty protested at the dread team leader, "There has to be a way!" she stared at the cinnamon-haired Bounty Hunter with a desperate searching look in her crimson eyes, hoping against hope that she was dead wrong. He looked back at her for a moment; his sight concealed behind the tint of his shades, and shook his head ruefully.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried continuously, but failed, to deny the truth. Meia Gisborn was a goner; the same Meia Gisborn who succeeded in defeating the Earth's forces who tried to harvest them; the same Meia Gisborn who was more than a sister to her. Another truth also surfaced from deep within the recesses of her mind. She loved her.
"Oh, God!" She began to sob. The creature was already halfway through the underside, still holding Meia in its slimy grasp, sending several semi-fluid tendrils into her jumpsuit, preparing to consume her.
Meia began to feel burning sensations where it was touching her. Then she remembered the conversation they had with Lorenzo… when everybody save Duero and a few others was still alive, "What exactly is its nature?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"I want to know what we're up against." Meia replied stoically as she always did.
"Alright… imagine a living, breathing acid that super oxidizes any organic life form it comes across. It will crawl through the thinnest of cracks and tear through any protective clothing just to get a taste of us. It will literally dissolve you if it doesn't tear you apart first."
"Super oxidizes?" Meia asked, curious of the phrase's meaning.
"It's a scientist's term for eradicates, exterminates, in laymen's terms: kills."
"God!" Parfet exclaimed, still very well down due to the doctor's death, "Who would create such a monstrous thing!?"
"The same people who sent me here to recollect it." Lorenzo replied coldly, "An Earth Corporation known as Aires Genetics, an organization that manipulated carbons to create various kinds of biological weapons to use in the harvest operation."
"Why?" that question remained unanswered when the creature broke through the strategy room's door and engulfed Parfet who never saw it coming. That was when this ridiculous chase began.
"Both of you! Get out of here now!" she shouted.
"Not without you!" Misty replied through her tears.
"I told you already! There's nothing you can do for me anymore, but to stay alive! Hurry!" The last thing she saw before she was completely engulfed by the liquid fire was Misty being literally dragged away by her arm by Lorenzo the Earthling Bounty Hunter…
She rose abruptly from bed breathing heavily, beads of perspiration decorating her forehead. It was just a dream… a nightmare, really, but it was so real. Was it some sort of omen? She now concentrated her attention on what awoke her. The music box that her mother had given her was playing on the floor beside her bed. She was saved by the song, if not by the bell. She glanced at her clock, which stood on the end table next to her bed, 5:13 AM. It was time to get up anyway.
Her com-link chirped. It was Barnette, "Meia here."
"We have a situation here at the hangar. An unidentified pod just docked before anybody even noticed it. I think you might want to check this out."
"Will do." She stood up and proceeded to her dresser, preparing for the day's activities… although she just didn't feel right about it right now.
To Be Continued…
AN: What do you think? I just wanted to write something unique here besides 'Bloodlust' by Kanako's Pet Demon. If you like it, then better!!! Just review! After all, what are reviews for? For the reader to speak his/her mind to the author about what the author, right? Then just do it!
"Don't die until you've mastered the art of surviving, sonny!"
--Leader of Vanguard Unit 101 (I Don't remember his name)
Final Battle Against Earth