Destiny: Souchou.EXE
Disclaimer:
I didn't make Keroro Gunso, I don't own any of the characters.
For Kururu Souchou it had been a normal day of work. The yellow Keron had been sitting at his computer in his lab collecting and analyzing data on the Hinata's all afternoon, as well as surfing Earth's internet to his pleasure.
"Aki…" he mumbled turning away from his monitor, and sifting through a small stack of papers with lines and lines of binary data, reading it like his own language. It was then Kururu heard a loud explosion erupt from behind him, coming from the entrance of his lab. He jumped with surprise spinning quickly out of his chair and touched down to the floor. "Did I leave the ece-valator on?" he thought panicking as he sprinted in the direction of the explosion, his white lab coat flapping behind him. Turning swiftly around the corner from his over-sized computer Kururu saw immediately the entrance of his lab had been blow to smithereens. Debris covered the ground in a decay of machinery, blackened ash and the stench of smoke and burning metal filled the air. "Who-?" he whispered taking a step back. He stopped for a moment to listen to any signs of life moving within his lab other than him. Hearing nothing he stepped back once more, pressing himself to the wall scanning his surroundings. He needed to arm himself, and his weapons storage was on the other side of his lab. The quickest route to his weapons was back to his computer and take the passage up the other side, going by all his bookshelves. Brushing off a sensation of panic Kururu straightened himself, keeping his cool.
He took two slow steps forward, before taking off again in a sprint to get to his weapons storage. Whoever was in his lab must've meant serious business if they used explosives to destroy his security system's artillery. As he came up to his computer, in the darkness of his lab Kururu felt a hand seize his shoulder. With a force stronger than his momentum running he was thrown to the ground, and a crooked blade put to his throat. In the dim light Kururu saw the faint shadow of a Keron with armor around his left arm and leg. His attackers right eye glowed a machine-like red, scanning Kururu. "Souchou-san…" his attacker said. His voice was zombie like, but also semi-synthetic. It didn't take him very long to figure out who it was. "Lance Corporal Zoruru, of the Garuru Platoon." Kururu said with distaste. Zoruru was a cyborg Keron working for the Keroro Platoon's worst enemy, Garuru. He was a skilled assassin, trained in the arts of the ninja, his past however, Kururu had never taken the time to look into. In terms of hand to hand combat, Zoruru was far more powerful than Kururu, making the current situation a potential threat. "Well, what do you want?" he demanded, annoyed by Zoruru's random appearance and attack.
Zoruru continued to scan him over in silence, ignoring his question. Kururu stiffened, feeling as if Zoruru was getting information from him without him knowing. "ANWSER ME!" he thundered, lifting his left leg to kick Zoruru back. Zoruru had let his guard down and stumbled back giving Kururu time to get up. Once free he darted towards his weapons storage. He had barely made it around the corner when Zoruru stopped him. He stood between Kururu and his weapons storage, how he had gotten there before Kururu, he didn't know. "The least you could do is say something…" he growled backing up. "Souchou-san…" Zoruru said again in a dead tone. "You must….return." Kururu blinked a bit, taking a few steps back. As he was pondering what Zoruru could mean, he was also planning a way to get past him. "Return?" he asked, "You mean to Keron?" his voice was lighter, he wasn't enjoying this unfair battle. He wasn't meant to battle Zoruru, especially without any of his weapons on him, he had been caught at a horrible time.
"The time has come, E.X.E.." as Zoruru spoke Kururu's gaze widened upon him. "I…don't know what you're talking about." He said trying to keep his cool. He knew well what Zoruru had said, though. "Get out of my lab." he spat at the cyborg. "Out!" he raged pointing to the exit. Zoruru said nothing and began moving towards him. Kururu finally panicking turned and sprinted back the way he had come. His heart pounding in his chest, he knew Zoruru would be around every corner and began making random and radical throughout his lab, slowly making his way to the entrance. "Get out of my lab!" he shouted slamming his shoulder into one of the smaller book shelves knocking it over. Ignoring the pain in his shoulder he continued running. Glancing through the cracks in bookshelves he could see Zoruru one moment, but look back and see him missing, it was a game of cat and mouse.
"What do you need me for?!" he demanded knocking over more bookshelves and machinery. 'Damnit, I need a weapon!' he thought furiously. Why wasn't the rest of his security system kicking in? Stopping behind one of the bookshelves he dug into his lab coat pocket only to find the remote to the "Little Policemen" missing. Zoruru must've somehow pick pocketed him. In the moment he was resting Kururu saw Zoruru's shadow looming over him. "Ugh!" he cried running the opposite direction. His energy was draining from all the running. Only a few yards from Zoruru did he stop, realizing that Zoruru hadn't even done anything yet. It was obvious he had come for Kururu, and he was succeeding so far by catching Kururu defenseless. 'Do I really need someone to come save me?' It was impossible to fight Zoruru without a weapon, but he'd have to try.
Turning around to face Zoruru, Kururu dropped his left shoulder, letting his lab coat fall before he tore the rest of it off throwing it to the side. He pushed up his glass with two fingers and stood ready to fight him. "No weapons." Kururu said, hoping for a fair fight. If Zoruru could smile then, he probably would have when he let his one blade attached to his left arm be dislodged, and fall to the ground.
"The time has come, E.X.E." Zoruru said in a cocky, bloodthirsty voice. Kururu didn't let himself be intimidated any longer, however, doubt of winning lingered heavily over him. "I'll send you to hell." Kururu growled lowering his head a bit. "COME ON!" He raged taking off, sprinting towards Zoruru and throwing the first punch. His fist stopped on Zoruru's metal plated face, having taken full force from the punch, but being seemingly unaffected. Zoruru lifted his right hand slowly. Kururu anticipating Zoruru's attack jumped back. As he did Zoruru jumped forward and smacked Kururu upside the head sending him back. Kururu landed forcefully and rolled a few feet. 'So much for that.' he thought. Now aching all over Kururu struggled to stand, but once on his feet Zoruru had closed in on him. Once more he stared into Zoruru's eyes helplessly, hating every bit of it.
"You'll live." Zoruru said. This surprised Kururu, however seeing as Zoruru had lifted his blade after he spoke, Kururu turned away. Zoruru's blade cut deep into his headphones, sending an electrical current into Zoruru's blade and on up into his cyborg arm and head. Zoruru became an electrical light show, the smell of burnt metal, cloth and flesh stinking up the air. Kururu looked away until he heard Zoruru fall to the ground.
Breathing hard Kururu looked back and saw that despite hearing him fall to the ground, he was gone. "W-what…" he breathed falling on his butt but keeping himself upright with his right hand.
"Kururu!" a familiar voice called from the entrance of his lab. Kururu remained where he was, pulling the top off of his damaged headphone feeling around to examine the damage. A red Keron came pounding in, finding Kururu in a matter of seconds. "Kururu are you allright? I heard your shouts from the control room, who attacked you?" Giroro spoke quickly kneeling to Kururu's side. "Zoruru." Kururu replied casually as if Zoruru hadn't got him as panicked as he had. "I fought him off." Giroro looked at him with disbelief. "Why didn't you call anyone? Looks like you two had quite the brawl." Giroro commented rising and offering Kururu a hand since Kururu remained silent. "I can get Natsumi to take a look at your wounds if you want." Giroro suggested helping Kururu to his feet. Kururu only shook his head. "No, it's nothing." he said quickly turning away from Giroro. "You're bleeding."
Kururu jumped at Giroro's observation as he pointed out a blood was creeping down Kururu's left arm and leg. The gashes were deep and Kururu was so suddenly overwhelmed with pain he dropped to his knees, Giroro catching him. The pain surged through him horribly, Kururu thought he'd faint. "H-hang in there. I'll get help." Giroro said reaching into his belt pulling out a small communication device. "Tamama, you there? I'm with Kururu." he said to the device. Tamama's chirpy voice came through the receiver within a few seconds. "Tamama here!"
Giroro kneeled down to Kururu putting him over his right shoulder. "Kururu's badly injured. Call Natsumi, have her meet me pronto." he said quickly. With that said he put the device back into his belt, not waiting for a reply from Tamama. "Use your right leg to help me walk you out of here." he said to Kururu. Paralyzed by pain Kururu did not respond to him, forcing Giroro to slowly drag him, blood trailing behind them on the floor.
Giroro and Kururu had made it out of the lab and down the first corridor when they caught sight of Natsumi and Tamama. "Kururu!" she cried out running towards the two. Natsumi Hinata, a human of the Hinata residence. Kururu knew quite a lot about her, even more than was naturally acceptable. However that was unimportant at the time. 'I can't stand this…' Kururu thought remaining unresponsive as Natsumi lifted him carefully into her arms, wrapping him in a towel since he was still bleeding. Giroro's voice rang through his ears, "Kururu, hold on! You'll be alright!" Kururu then blacked out.
AN- I find the new rules kinda funny... Erm anyway, I did some proofing, but It's probably not perfect. If I get some reviews on this I'll post up more. Sorry this is short, next chapter is a lot longer. Kururu can be such a hard character to write about...