Psycho Sue A: Originally we wrote this just for the hell of it but it turned out pretty good. So we decided to post it. Read and review etc. Flames will be laughed at…and all that stuff.
Psycho Sue B: I would like to warn all readers that our screen name is not an exaggeration. We are two crazy, psychotic, insane, sadistic, Sues. Btu read our fanfic anyway. It'll give you a laugh at least. Don't forget to read/review and all that.
Psycho Sues: The first chapter may not make sense and you'll probably be going "What the –" Please bear with us. It will get interesting and we will try to update daily (hence the shortness of the chapters).
Disclaimer: We don't own Trigun. If we did, we'd do some very…interesting…things with it.
Enjoy!
Humanoid Typhoon
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Chapter 1: The Crash'blip.' The onboard computer kicked on, sending a flash of gray-green light across the room, that faded to a dim brown color as the machine finished starting up.
'Macarn Protocol 10....
Online...
Macarn Protocol 11...
Online...'
'blip.'
'Running Onboard Systems Check...
Proximity Alert-'
The green words flickered as the computer processed them and typed them out onto the screen. They passed by quickly, sending dim green lines of light across the reaches of the dark room as they moved up. As the final words appeared on the screen, the internal systems check was shut off and a red light that was embedded in the ceiling began to flash, the room went from dark to dimly lit by the red light, and the computer turned on the rows of yellow emergency lights that were built around the sides of the chamber.
The room was soon filled with numerous clips and clicks as the rest of the instruments came to life. There were at least thirty screens and two consoles on either side of the room, each displayed readouts, and text scrolled up the screens at great speeds as the computers calculated.
The computer screens flashed and each displayed a set of numbers and a door slid open. 'Click-Whhhhhr' a series of lights began to flash along the floor of the corridor that was adjoined to the room, the lights led the way to what appeared to be two small closets. The doors of the 'closets' slid up, and revealed two dark glass tubes, each was filled with a deep blue color, and within each was suspended a dark figure. A set of lights clicked on and the insides of the tubes lit up revealing the two girls, a screen above them showed a set of boxes they each turned green, however the last two changed from white to red instead and an alarm went off.
Every screen in the ship simultaneously flicked on to display the schematic of a starship, a few areas began to flash red, and the corridor began to shake as the ship plummeted towards a planet.
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She looked up at the sky. It was a hot, lazy day and no one seemed to feel like doing anything. Even the occasional passerby looked ready to lie down in the cool shade. Light rifts of clouds drifted across the blue sky. Her eyelids drooped. Time for a nap. She'd closed her eyes for an instant, less even, when a deep rumbling sound shattered the calm of the afternoon.
She looked up to see a large flaming...something…falling to the ground. Deciding a nap would be better than investigating, she licked a black paw and went back to her rest with a sigh of content.
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'...blip...' The computer screens flashed bits of text on black screens and reverted to a gray static, the emergency lights had nearly all been knocked out, and the ship was in shambles. The woman who was in the right tube slowly opened her eyes, and stared out at the exposed wires, and fallen bulkheads. Her cylinder had been cracked and the middle of it cut nearly clean through by a pike of metal. She leaned forward and squinted her eyes as she looked around the dark corridor. She leaned forward, and pressed on the remaining pieces of glass, knocking them out and sending shards tumbling around the floor.
She stepped out onto the cold metallic floor, and stumbled falling onto her numb hands and knees. She rubbed the blue liquid out of her eyes, and squinted. Next to where she was the other cylinder had disconnected from the wall and fallen onto the floor. She reached out and touched the tube, and the display on the glass blipped. The glass tried to open, but because the cylinder was glass down it only turned on its side, and dumped out the woman it was carrying.
Her body fell to the ground with a slop. The impact shook her out of her artificial sleep and she slowly opened her eyes. She tried to move and a groan escaped her lips. Head pounding, she ignored the shards of glass all around and sat up. What happened? Confusion overcame her as she tried to remember something...anything. They were on a ship...but it all looked so strange, unknown. Looking at her goo covered hands, she noticed she was not alone. Slowly, her gaze flowed from feet, to torso, so confused eyes. The two stared at each other for some time, listening to the buzz of electricity and static of the computer, both trying to remember.
Their thoughts were interrupted, however, as a loud, booming sound echoed throughout the ship. Both women brought their hands to their ears, futilely trying to block it out. Another sound joined the first, and another, and another. Soon, nothing could be heard over the racket of the bullets.
Then, as suddenly as it all began, the sounds ceased.
The first woman uncovered her ears, and stared off into the dimly lit hall, she slowly got to her feet by pulling herself up on one of the fallen bulkheads, and started to walk towards there the sound had come from. She wobbled a bit at first but slowly gained a little skill as her basic motor skills returned to her. She fell down just before she came to a large glass door with a second set of doors behind it. On the wall there was a screen who's hanging stand had been twisted and it appeared to only be hanging by a set of chords. On the screen was a very static and rather poor image of what must have been outside the ship, it displayed a group of large bewildered men with weapons shooting at the door.
Slowly but surely, the second woman crawled behind her, still rather disoriented she had not yet required the basic motor skills that the first woman had and kept slipping on the smooth metal floor because of the blue liquid that covered them both. She stopped and almost lied down next to the first woman who was staring at the image on the screen. The first woman looked at the doors, then back down at the other, she attempted to make a sentence but couldn't quite remember how to form the words.
"Of-fis-er?" She nearly choked out and stared down at her companion.
The second managed to somehow lift her body to a standing position and began walking down the hall. The first followed and caught up when the other fell again. The sounds from outside were very loud now, almost as though they were a wall away. The second tried to stand. She got halfway up before her exhausted legs gave way. She fell back in to the wall. Her hand hit something and several beeps echoed through the hall. All sound outside stopped as the wall she fell into disappeared and she fell, and fell, and fell.
Finally, she hit something. With a groan, she opened her eyes to find numerous shadows looking down at her. Fear gripped her as she felt something move under her; another shadow. She tried to scramble away but couldn't as hands strong as iron gripped her upper arms.
The first woman inched towards the opening and looked out. Seeing the figure grab her companion, she instinctively stepped forward. It was too late when she realized her foot barely missed the edge she was standing on and she fell as well. One of the shadows caught her with another iron grip.
Both women stared at the shadows, however they reacted rather opposite each other. The first woman, who had been the second to fall merely stared at them, and seemed like she couldn't quite grasp her thoughts. The second flailed and tried to escape out of fear and confusion. They stared for a few moments but neither had the numbness and fogged thoughts started to clear from their bodies and minds replaced by throbbing pain and confusion. They began to realize just how injured they were as the pain began to spread throughout them.
The second woman was bleeding from her hairline, had a nasty bruise on the side of her head, a dislocated shoulder, and her wrist looked rather out of shape. The first woman had gotten less bruised but more cut from the crash landing, she had numerous small cuts along her suit, and many shards of glass stuck in the fabric, she had a large gash across her stomach from where the beam had broken through the tube and bruises on her hands and knees. Both began shaking as what appeared to be a side effect from the drugs that put them into that state of suspended sleep wore off. Both blacked out and saw no more.
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End Chapter
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