OK, Sequel time...
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Thomas stood, rigid as a board. He was never comfortable here, at the mortuary. Two bodies were pulled from deep freeze for Thomas to examine. He gasped at the first. Fiona laid there, white as the sheet covering her. An obscene bullet hole was noticeable near her right temple. The coroner asked him, "Is this Fiona?" Thomas nodded as he remembered what happened...
~~ Flashback ~~
Van and Thomas jumped out of the Shadow Liger, racing towards the fallen Command Wolf. Inside, Fiona was slowly bleeding, her life slowly ebbing away. Zeke had un-bonded with the organoid and raced towards Van, with a shocked expression (is that possible) on his face. He picked up Van and used his boosters to race him over to Fiona. Van arrived, just seeing Fiona open her eyes. She said "I'm sorry. I love you Van", and placed her hand on the cockpit glass, taking her last breath, she died in the cockpit. Van was completely powerless to help. Thomas reached his side as Fiona passed on, her bloodied hand slid down the glass. Van cried out Fiona's name, and then completely crashed onto the desert. Thomas attempted to wrap his arms around the grief stricken man, but he was shrugged aside. "She loved me, and now she's dead..." Van started to retreat from the world once more, and Thomas was powerless to stop him. Even the most calming words went unnoticed.
~~ End Flashback ~~
"She was under a mind control drug at the time of death, Esteroprophin." The coroner remarked
"Huh?" Thomas was awakened into the world once again.
"She was not in the right state of mind, she probably was commanded by this "The coroner held up a small bug like device (think The Matrix) "I retrieved that from her cerebrum."
"That makes sense" Thomas still wasn't really listening.
"Now, I obviously know who this is, "The coroner remarked as he lifted up the sheet "so confirm my suspicions, is it really Van Flyheight"
Thomas, tears of pain welling up in his eyes, could only nod.
~~ Another Flashback ~~
Van prised open the cockpit of the fallen Zoid. He was in one of those violent swings once again. He grasped Fiona's hand, almost breaking bones in the delicate Zoidian. He reached for the ivory masterpiece (I am male, I like guns) that was situated in her right hand. He studied it carefully. It was intricately carved along the barrel and the stock. It was a deadly masterpiece. Thomas, reading Van's mind quickly reached out to grab the weapon off of Van, but he was anticipating the move. Van swiped around and smacked Thomas in the side of the head, knocking his partner off balance, causing him to fall on his butt on the hot desert sands. "She loved me" Van said as he raised the pistol to his temple. Thomas, with tears swelling up, said "I love you too"
"It doesn't matter" Van snapped back, as he squeezed the trigger. Thomas screamed, as Van's temple collapsed with the projectile entering, and blasting its way out the other side. Thomas collapsed onto the ground, curled up in the foetal position, crying uncontrollably
~~ End of that Flashback ~~
The coroner re-covered Van and Fiona with the dainty white sheets. Thomas was bawling his eyes out. Both of his loves were dead. He almost wished he was with them.
~~ Days Later (did I mention I like Tilde's :)) ~~
Thomas was dressed in a completely black dress uniform, with all his insignia on it. He was crying on his Karl's shoulder. Karl was having a hard time holding back his emotions, but he needed to stay completely calm for his brother's sake. Thomas was not himself; he wasn't even biting on the joke that Beek is better than him. As the coffins lowered, Van and Fiona are buried in a double grave; btw, Thomas tried to jump on, to take the eternal trip with them. He was restrained by Karl though.
Days passed. Thomas became more reclusive, not even venturing out of his unit. He relied on Karl to help him even do the simplest tasks. Thomas had one thought left in his head, to be with Van. Karl returned to Thomas'. "Honey, I'm home" Karl joked as he entered the house. He was shocked by what he saw. All the photos that Thomas had were shredded on the floor. Thomas just sat there, cross legged, and barely conscious. "What have you done?" Karl chided, but then he noticed... Thomas had slit his wrists. As the blood pooled onto the floor, Karl dropped the groceries that he was carrying and ran over, trying to stem the flow of blood with his uniform overcoat. Thomas was crying, partially out of shame, but also of outrage. Karl tried to calm his brother down, as he called the ambulance.
Nowadays, Thomas sits in a little white room, with all of the furniture being soft, so that he couldn't hurt himself. Nurses patrolled the area hourly. He was in the sanatorium, under suicide alert. An argument was waged outside
"What do you mean, I can't see him!" Karl yelled in outrage
The young nurse replied "It's for your and his own good, he is too unstable now."
"Fine" Karl yelled as he stormed out of the military hospital.
Thomas had been there for a couple of weeks, hearing voices and Karl yelling at the nurses daily. On his fourth day, Karl no longer turned up. Did that mean he didn't love his brother? I am unloved, was all Thomas thought about as he slowly rocked, looking into no place in particular.
"Mr Shubaltz" a deep voice rocked Thomas out of his stupor.
"Yes?" Thomas replied, with great difficulty. He hadn't spoken for weeks.
"My name is Robert, how are you feeling?" The man asked, smiling
"Could be better" was all that Thomas responded with.
Robert and Thomas spoke, for a few minutes, until Robert had to leave.
As Robert left, he remarked to the Doctor waiting outside "He's back with us"
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So what do you think? I had to write out Van, he was getting too hard to keep IC. Anyways, I hope you review, and this will be a Thomas / OC fic btw... Flames (The fic) will be slowly updated, I have the ideas, but I can't write them down, for some reason
Jyu Mata
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