Disclaimer: I don't own American Dad. It is the property of their respective owners.
Title: Heroine's Intervention
Character(s): Francine Smith, Roger Smith
Warnings/Themes: Rated T for the following: Action, violence, crude humor, language, partial OOC, character death (in later chapter), etc...
A/N: Alright, now before you read, listen up. In truth, I thought a good action story of American Dad would be a good idea (this is my first fanfic involving this show) and I'm not sure, but I'm pretty sure more characters will appear in this story. Also, this story might be a little too action-y for American Dad but bear with me as I'll still use the show's type of humor, but it'll be only a side-element to try and make it IC (in character).
Also, I review would be nice. Or favorite it. Not bad in my opinion. Enjoy?
Chapter One: Uncovered
In this story, there are no cutaways, no unnecessary jokes (not entirely), no random adventures and especially no parodies. This involves a housewife... on a mission.
-Somewhere under Langley Falls-
In a dark room with a unconfirmed estimate of twelve people, all of their faces were hidden and they were discussing a certain issue. It wasn't quite sure what they were doing, though it seemed that the group was arguing for some reason. It was something urgent as it seemed, and it involved a very dire situation.
"...We just can't attack like this on enemy territory. It's insane." One member argued.
"We must take action, or else this whole area or even the entire world is at risk of destruction."
The head of this unknown group got up from his seat and chose, "Enough! All this useless arguing is not gonna stop these fiends anytime soon! At about six o'clock tomorrow evening, we make our move against them. We are to hide in trees, bushes, or even attack from the air. But what I can say for certain is that this will be handled in land only."
"But sir..."
"No exceptions. We prepare our attack tomorrow."
"Yes, sir." The other eleven agreed. And so they walked off as they prepared themselves for what might be a vicious battle. But who can really tell?
-The following day, above Langley Falls-
While a unknown group prepare to fight for the world's sake, in a seemly normal house on Cherry St., inside was a housewife named Francine, inside watching the news while she cleaned the living room, unlike most wives in the town, she was faithful to her husband and devoted to her children and housework as it looked.
But one thing that made Francine and her family different was...well... they had an alien named Roger. Exactly. Speaking of which, while Francine was vacuuming, she is sent into a complete frozen state as something large and looked like a missile to her basically blasted the front door off. She turned around and unsurprisingly, she saw Roger with a rocket launcher in his hands. And all he could say was...
"Hey, it works!"
"Roger!" Francine yelled out, "What the hell? You almost blew my head off!"
"A few inches closer, I would have did." He laughed annoyingly. Until Francine grabbed him by the neck and pinned him to the wall, similar to what Stan usually does to him whenever he pisses him off. In this case, she was, for the moment, her husband.
"I should beat you to death with this vacuum!"
After her proclamation, Klaus went and intervened, "Ooh, don't forget to tie him to the radiator and kick his face in! It will please me." But before Francine could do anything to Roger, in comes Stan walking into the door and to see Francine trying to choke Roger to death.
"Francine, what are you doing?" He asked her, although it was very simple.
"This bastard almost blew my head off!" She angrily replied. After looking at the rocket launcher in his hand, and finally noticed the door in pieces, all Stan would tell her was:
"Let him go, Francine."
She glared at Roger for a moment and let him go, but not before she said, "As you wish." Though right as she walked away from Roger, Stan would walk by and pin him down against the wall again; but this time, he pointed a gun at him.
"Why were you trying to kill my wife?" He yelled at him, not wanting to hesitate to blast his head off.
"It's not like I was trying too. She was in the way and I wanted to test this rocket launcher that I was gonna give to you for your birthday." Roger pleaded then attempted to weasel his way out of it. Knowing him, it was clearly obvious to them both.
"Aw really? For me? But I'll kill you!"
"Calm down, Stan. If I really wanted to kill Francine, I would have done it already."
Kinda forgetting what was going on, Francine hushed them both as she was trying to hear what they were talking about on the news. Like always, there was they're news reporter neighbors, Greg and Terry on the air as usual.
Terry: "Yesterday evening, a woman was found dead right outside a mall during their Sales, Sales and more Sales sale. The woman was identified as Anne Flemming, a woman usually known for her affiliation with 'the Ladybugs'...
Greg: "Too bad for her. But I wished they chose a better name for a sale."
Terry: "I know."
While Stan, Francine and Roger watched, they seemed quite confused or wasn't intrigued. This in fact had Francine thinking for a second when they showed a picture of the victim, this had her wondering as she exclaimed:
"Something doesn't sound right..."
"I know." Roger 'agreed', "What kinda idiot would made up that name for a sale?"
"Probably you." Klaus directly said. But that didn't seem to concern Francine however.
'Wasn't she already dead? I could've sworn she was when I saw her body between those shopping carts...' She thought, flashing back to that exact moment when she saw that same woman dead between those carts. She also remembered the dog that she took into her care.
Meanwhile, Stan could see the look of confusion on her face and so he went over and asked, "Hey, what's the matter? Was she one of your friends?"
She was silent for a moment until she answered with a empty tone, "No... Just someone very familiar to me."
"Oh, okay then." Stan replied, as he would step back, chuckle and whisper to Roger, "Bitches, man. Know what I mean?"
"Yep. Bitches, man. Bitches."
-Later that day-
Francine was in the kitchen since it was her last place in the house to clean. She was still wondering how that woman was still alive and why of all things. Maybe it was a different person, or as she believed, it was really the same woman; though it could be nothing. Not much to her surprise, her son Steve walks in the room with a cat in his arms.
"Hi, Steve." She greeted like always.
"Hey, mom. Look at this fella." Steve answered then held up the cat, "I found this little bugger hiding in my locker today. Aw, aren't you so cute. Yeah, you're a cute little kitty, aren't you?"
While he continued cuddle the cat and talk cute to it, Francine asked with a blank expression, "Are you gay, Steve?"
Meanwhile, Stan walks into get something from the fridge when Steve went over to him and said:
"Hey dad, look at this little kitty I found today. Isn't he the cutest thing in the world?"
Like Francine, Stan gave him a blank expression and asked, "Did me and your mother do something wrong while raising you?"
"I asked him if he was gay a moment ago." Francine said while she walked towards the sink.
"Pretty sure he is. Not so sure yet, but that's probably what it'll come too." He somewhat proclaimed, as he would open the fridge and discover nothing is inside, "What the hell? What happen to all the food? Did the pilgrims come in here again and steal our food?"
"Oh no that was me," Roger answered him as he walked in, "I was super high and just sayin', I had more than the munchies if you know what I mean..."
He paused for a moment until he told Francine, "Do you mind if I killed him?"
"Doesn't seem worth it, but whatever happens, I wouldn't care less." She replied, taking her purse and about to head out the door, "I'm going to the store to pick up more food. Food that Roger can't rape when he's high. And Steve, promise you'll get rid of that cat while I'm gone."
"Well... maybe. Maybe not..." He replied, which cause Francine to groan as she walked out the door. Clearly, Steve did not really think his words ticked her off. More like Roger. Though that was no longer the case at this very moment.
Meanwhile, the same group from before risen up for battle with their target attack time closing in. Where they were attacking their opponents was at really close to the local grocery store; where unfortunately Francine was heading. The whole group were aware that many innocent people were in danger, during the fight and if they lost their battle. It was all about playing their cards exactly right so nobody gotten hurt.
But then, they thought. What if the so-called innocent people were actually hiding in human bodies? If not, chances are that they were gonna screw up huge by performing such an accident. While they positioned just right for their raid, Francine was already shopping for food to replace what Roger had either ate, sexually assaulted or more simply threw away. And then it hit 6pm.
At the near exact moment where it hit six o'clock, a flock of bird-like monsters (name unknown) approached the sky and charged down to the ground. And that when they jumped out and started defending the beasts charging from the air and on the ground. Where ever the hell these being were coming from, it seemed that there was no sign of any decreasing numbers. One by one, were the masked group being slain and it didn't take too long for one of them to toss a gargoyle like creature into a building. This would receive the attention of the shoppers right near them.
Once they heard a shaking noise that shook through out all the the town, some chose to look and see the damage, while others went with their business, like Francine for instance as she did not want to get involved with whatever was going on. The masked unit continued to fight their enemies while they stayed hidden from the human eye. All except one.
"What the hell is that?" Francine wondered, taking a closer look from outside, "Is that... a gargoyle?" Within moments, it wasn't too long until that same being she witnessed slammed into the store, effectively forcing everyone including her to evacuate the building as quick as possible.
Like anyone else, she was scared out of her mind and to the rest, it seemed like some strange earthquake had hit the area, even though it wouldn't be likely for an earthquake to hit their region; but they were too scared to realize that. With the building collapsing before Francine's eyes, she asked herself:
"What's going on? Who are those things..?"
She headed for the exit, but like in some movies, a large piece of concrete blocked her way out and so, she improvised. She went for the closest thing to an exit and with no exact problems, she jumped onto the destroyed wall and climbed out of that death trap. But she would find herself face to face with a strange person approx. six feet away from her. To her, it seemed like it was just a girl.
"Little girl, what are you doing just standing there? You're gonna get yourself hurt out here." Francine pleaded, but she would not answer her question.
"Do you love me?" She asked Francine, which kinda started to creep her out.
"What kinda question is that?"
She again did not answer her and suddenly, she begins twitching and in seconds, the girl transforms into a large, werewolf like creature and started glaring at Francine as if she was fresh meat found on the ground. Not very good on her part, or anyone's to be exact.
"Oh shit!" Francine exclaimed, shocked at what she saw and right as the creature charged directly at her. The being was charging at her with great speed and luckily for Francine, she dodged the monster's attack. Rolling away from it, she had to think and very quick. For some odd reason, she thought about running and that was exactly what she did, trying to find a weapon to fight that monster. Though she elected to use her own strength to fight her off.
Francine jumped in front of the monster and threw a punch at the creature, but it was blocked with no effort. This allowed the creature to attack her blind side however Francine reacted at the right time and blocked it's attack with her free arm. In a struggle to fend it off, she leaped up and kicked it as hard as she could; knocking her fist out of it grip.
"I don't know what's going on right now or who you are, but I know one thing." She said to the creature as she glared at it and followed in a serious tone, "You're going down, you son of a bitch."
The werewolf looking being opened it mouth, wanting to devour her and so it attacked her. With her fists out, Francine dodged each swing from it's beastly claws and went in and threw in some punches as well. She leaped up and attempted a kangaroo kick on the thing; however it blocked the attack with both hands though she would spring herself back away and continue glaring at the beast. With her mind directed at killing it, one of the masked men approached Francine from behind and eventually, she noticed the man behind her.
"Oh come on, this thing is already a pain. I mean, damn." She cursed out, that is when the man raised his sword and swung it towards her. But she would be lucky again and avoid the object from hitting her. But out of surprise, the beast attacked the airborne Francine and managed to block it. But unfortunately, she would slam into a tree instead.
Now into a completely dangerous situation, all Francine could do as both the monster and the masked man approached her with killing intent. And all she could was grip her right shoulder in pain and cough up blood as the rest of her body also lied in pain. The masked assailant got closer to her and prepared to attack, but until the blood thirsty beast slashed the man in half.
In complete shock, Francine couldn't believe what had happened as she said, "Oh my god!" But right as the man fell to the ground. A ordainment fell to the ground, which caught her attention. Though with the monster raising it claws, a million thoughts ran in her mind.
'Why is this happening? What in god's name did I do to deserve this and why?' Francine thought in a weeping tone, 'No. I'm not gonna allow myself to die like this, not this way. I can't leave everyone I love behind. If I had just some power, then I can live.'
But then, a took a glance at the ordainment that fell from the ground. It was glowing blue then red, then back to blue, so she let go of her right shoulder and picked it up. And as the monster finally attacked, she used each bit of her strength left and rolled away from the attack, which would instead slice the tree in half. Getting up on her own strength, Francine backed up while she unintentionally gripped the glowing ordainment against her right shoulder. But then, the ordainment would attach itself onto Francine's right arm.
"What's happening to my arm?" She asked herself, as the now attached ordainment began to infuse itself into Francine's arm and made it glow dark red. She had no idea what was going on, her body was acting more than weird, as if her body was about the explode. It was very painful to her but the pain would go away; right as a huge burst of energy from the unknown ordainment finished infusing itself into her body and then... a blast.
The powerful beast was overwhelmed by the presence she let off, the three remaining members of the masked group was shocked to say the least, and emerging from the smoke, dust and rubble was Francine, with her eyes closed and on her knees, waking up to see what was surrounding her.
Meanwhile, the remaining members were still shocked as one said, "Dear god, it's Criatura prohibida!"
"I can't believe it!" The other one said, "I thought it was a urban legend like the Knicks winning a championship."
Then before the third one could even say anything, the last remaining were wiped out, Francine looked at her right arm and discovered that it has now become a large and slightly wide blade, starting from her shoulder and ended at her ankle when she had gotten on her feet.
"What?" Francine mumbled until she looked to her side and from a simple glance, she knew exactly what to do. So she takes her new found ability and attacks the werewolf-like beast, killing it within a instant swipe. Looking at the dead human bodies that surrounded the area especially the masked ones now turned into dust, the flock of these creatures possibly from hell went and charged at Francine. But she started taking care of business.
One by one, she slashed every thing that caught her sight. She ran at inhumane speeds and jumped at impossible lengths to get the other ones up above. The stronger ones tried to get her the best way they could, but she was too damn fast now; and they would all die by her hand and sword. Though right after she killed her last opponent, right at the corner of her eye was someone up above.
This assailant was looking right at Francine and it would obvious to her that she was watching the whole. Yet, she couldn't really tell who it was, but she knew that maybe this person is responsible for this and so she leaped into the air to confront this person, only for he or she to vanish in a blink of a eye.
She was wondering who was that person exactly, but all she said was, "I don't know what happened here, but one thing I know is: I need to get my ass outta here before the cops arrive."
-Meanwhile-
Something odd caught Roger's attention which gave him some odd feeling. While he was watching some Lifetime (or whichever) movie with Klaus, he got up to see what was going on in his head. Not the usual things as a matter of fact.
"Where are you going?" Klaus asked him as he headed upstairs.
"I don't know... but I gotta go somewhere. Important."
"To go get some drinks?"
"No. Something else. Wait, why am I telling you of all things?" He said, until he walked upstairs. But who knows why exactly?
End of Chapter One