Alright then, Howdy all. This is gonna be my first fanfic since joining so Flames and Criticism are openly welcomed. This will be an Outlaw Star story except with an original character. The pairings will be (Unless Major Idea Change or Complete Hatred from a lot of readers) OCxMelfina, GenexSuzuka, and AishaxJim. I'm expecting twenty-six to thirty chapters, give or take, based on an episode per chapter plus extra. My updates are at random, whenever motivation strikes and with school starting up, even fewer chances. Reviews do not affect my updates no matter how scathing or complimentary. However, Ideas, personal thoughts, and advice, are gladly accepted. (If I ever remember having them.) If you read the story and find false information, please report it to me. Ya'll have my thanks. If I reread this and suddenly think its crap, I'll redo it after finishing. Well, that's all, so enjoy the story. /Started August 16, 2006/
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Chapter 1: Outlaw World
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Two ships sped across the black field of stars, one ahead and the other pursuing. The second ship, a strange blue and orange ship shaped like five spheres of two different shapes, followed the other, unwavering in its course. Inside were three figures, each different from each other. The middle one, an old bald man with a sharp nose, small glasses, and an extremely long mustache, spoke up, "We must not let her escape."
The one on the left, a tall and lanky bald man checked the info screen in front of him. "We'll just launch the fighters," he calmly drawled, "At this range we can take her"
At their hanger, the fighter pilots were readying up. One of them, already in his fighter, confirmed, "This is Blue Eight (?), I'm ready to launch." Other voices responded, "This is Blue Five (?), ready to launch." "Blue Two, ready to launch!" Another voice, this one louder and unpleasant, barked out, "Alright listen up dirtbags, we're going out to get Hot Ice Hilda. I need all of you to stay sharp cause it aint gonna be easy. Once we catch her we take the treasure, Got it?" "Roger!" "Alright! Let's do it!"
The hanger doors opened and the fighters launched out into space. The fighters, green with strange claw like attachments and arms, sped after the first ship. "Missiles, fire at eight degrees (?) to slow her down!" "Roger!" The targeting system locked on and the fighters sent their missiles towards the ship. For a few seconds, there was no reaction, then a red canceling line appeared. "Failures? Damn, we've got no choice. Let's close in and fire anchors to catch her."
The fighters dashed towards the dark blue ship with assorted red circles and four rear boosters when a panel suddenly opened and missiles flew out. Four ships were destroyed and the remaining flew closer and fired anchors at the ship. They latched on to various parts of the ship's rear, but spherical laser turrets popped up from secret panels to destroy the fighters. The fighters blasted back and continued to fire anchors.
Inside the ship, a robotic voice reported monotonously, "Multiple impacts, hull condition critical, use of emergency escape devices recommended." Outside, the laser turrets continued to attempt blasting the fighters but to no avail as the smaller crafts crudely tore them off. The robotic voice continued, "Unable to return fire, Unable to return fire." The ship began to short circuit as the damage piled on, deadly lines of electricity dancing across the hull. One of the fighters cheered, "We did it! We caught Hot Ice Hilda!"
Inside the damaged ship, the voice continued its blaring of "Unable to return fire" while the pilot, a dark-haired woman calmly sat. "To stay here is death," she murmured, "To go is death" As she quickly pressed a few buttons, the outside yellow propellers began to rotate. The four propellers rotated fast enough to blow strong twisters of wind behind them annihilating the fighters almost instantly as it raced away.
Back in the other ship, the tall bald man continued to watch the data screen. His expression didn't change the failure was brought up and he told the others, "Her location: sub-ether drive. Damn that Horace, I can't believe it activated in that condition." The old man glowered as he cursed, "Damn you, Hilda."
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People were walking around, some with pets, others with children, and others alone. A man, relatively tall and lanky, marched towards Clyde's Bar, a usual of many due to a certain customer.
Inside the bar, Clyde, a rather friendly looking portly man with thinning dark hair and an untamed mustache, was cleaning a glass with a towel, as all bar owners seem to do in animes. Clyde noticed the tall man entered and roughly asked, "What'll it be?" Clyde took note that while the man wasn't ugly or handsome, he still looked dangerous. The man growled out, "I'm lookin for a guy named Gene." Clyde stiffened, but replied smoothly, "Gene? And, uh, what do ya want with him?" The man calmly told Clyde, "Let's just say he did a number on my brother." He looked away from Clyde to the only occupied table in the whole bar. Four people sat there, two men, a boy, and what seemed to be the waitress. They all seemed busy with a card game except the waitress who appeared to be just watching. The man turned back to the silent Clyde before focusing on the table of four again.
"I'm gonna raise ya," the blond boy confidently told the first man. The second man merely nodded before saying in a deep but quiet voice, "Raise". The man turned to Clyde and tried again, "I heard he was a regular around here." Clyde calmly agreed, "Yep, might say."
"Well?" the man heard the boy taunt, "Whatcha gonna do? Ya gonna call, or ya gonna fold? Come on, I can't wait all day!" The man growled, impatience detectable in his tone, "So mister, does Gene come here or not?" "Well, uh, I," Clyde stammered.
At the table, the second man, the one who hadn't spoken yet, threw down his cards and stood up. The boy gaped for a second, then yelled out, "What are you doin!" "I gotta call the game, Jim," the man, a red head wearing a cloak with shoulder pads explained. The first man, with spiky black hair and a scar through his left eye, arched an eyebrow. The red head chuckled and told him, "I've got a guest to fight." Though the man nodded, the blond boy, Jim, exploded. "NNNNYYAAGGGHHH! Damn it! That aint fair, you knew you were gonna lose!" The red head didn't respond, instead he started walking towards Clyde and the man. (Sorry if all this 'the man' stuff is confusing)
"What the hell?" the man growled, a bit surprised. The red head continued walking closer and asked, "You expectin someone else?" The red head came into focus and the man could see to parallel scars across his left (?) cheek. "You're lookin for me, if I'm not mistaken." "You're Gene Starwind?" the man asked, his tone incredulous, "You mean that a runt like you took out Butch?"
The red head nodded, as if remembering, "Oh yeah, Butch. That scraggly guy that started a brawl here last month." Gene smirked, "Yeah, for a wimp, I made pretty good money offa him." The tall man gaped for a moment before growling, "Hey punk better watch it. Before you die, you should know who I am." He paused before continuing, "The name's Rob Cain (or is it Kain? Kane?). I've killed thirty men, and you'll be thirty-one." Clyde startled, dropping his cleaning rag, "You're Deathrob!"
Deathrob smirked, "Some call me that." He was startled by a noise and looked back to see Gene blowing his nose. "So you're Rob Cain." Gene smirked a little, "'Deaf Rob?'" Deathrob gritted his teeth and yelled, "That's Death!" before charging at Gene. Before he could get close though, Gene fired four bullets into his torso. Deathrob slammed into the wall and slumped down.
Back at the table, Jim noticed a beeping from his pocket and removed his mini-computer.
He checked it then gasped, "Gene! He's not dead yet! He's a cyborg!" Deathrob's body convulsed before his right arm exploded, revealing two metallic tentacles. He charged the surprised Gene, knocking away his gun. Gene kicked him away, causing Deathrob to crash into the card table. Jim, the waitress, and the other man backed away, the dark haired man calling out, "Want help, Gene?" "Nah," Gene grinned, "Don't worry, Vega, I'm fine." Vega nodded and moved closer towards the waitress and Jim, who yelled after Deathrob charged again and was shot. "Gene, he's a type C! Go for the weak spot in his side!"
"Okay, Got it!" Gene focused and crouched down and removed a knife from his boot. He dashed towards Deathrob and stabbed where Jim had specified. Deathrob laughed before Gene slashed more, causing Deathrob to cough up blood. Gene backed away and let Deathrob's body drop to the ground. Gene replaced his weapons and smirked, "Okay Clyde, you can call the sheriff now." "Gene!"
Gene looked back and blinked as the waitress hugged him from behind. "I was so scared." Gene turned around and brought her close to him. "It's okay Iris, its okay" "Ha," Jim scoffed, "is that why you have your hand on her ass?" Vega merely shook his head and sighed. Gene quickly removed his hand as Clyde spoke up, "So ya think everything's okay Gene? What about the damage to my bar, hm?" Gene looked over to Jim, "Hey Jim, what's the bounty on this Deathrob guy?""4000 Wong" Jim replied. "Pay for the repairs and deposit the rest," Gene told him, before smiling goofily, "tonight I'm gonna hit the town!"
Later, the police arrived to retrieve Deathrob's body, and a crowd had formed to watch and gossip. They all knew it was Gene who did it. Hidden in the crowd was a different figure. It was a woman, blond with dark sunglasses. She smirked, and walked away.
"So what do ya want to do Gene," Jim asked as he, Gene and Vega walked through town, "You wanna get something to eat, or hit the casino, or I was thinking, huh?" Jim looked back to see Gene and Vega staring into the sky. Jim also looked up, "Huh, don't see that every day." He was referring to the space ship the three were looking at. "Somebody other than a regular flight coming to Sentinel."
Gene looked back down and grinned, "Alright Jim, tonight we're going our separate ways." Jim gaped before turning to yell at Gene "Wha? But Gene, why?" "I'm going somewhere that doesn't interest kids, alright?" Jim actually looked insulted, "Hey! The girls always roll out the red carpet when I come along!" Gene bent down and playfully sneered at Jim, "Okay, then ya want to come with me and become a real man tonight, huh?"
Jim gulped and blushed before stammering, "Well, uh, I don't, uh, think so." "Well Vega," Gene looked back at the dark haired man, "How about you?" Vega shook his head, "No thanks" "Ah, oh well," Gene laughed, running forward, "More for me! See ya guys!" Jim growled before screaming after him, "Gene Starwind, you scumbag!" "Let's go, Jim" Vega murmured, slowly walking a different direction than Gene. "Yeah, might as well." Jim agreed, following.
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Away from town, on a landing pad was the blue and orange ship. The doors opened and three figures rode the moving panels down to the ground. The first one, on the left, was the tall lanky man from before with a large sword on his back, and the one on the right was the old man in some robes. In the middle was a little dark haired girl wearing a pink Chinese robe with a yin-yang symbol and a pink bow in her hair.
Waiting for them below were many strange creatures in black skin-tight jumpsuits with metal chest guards, also bearing the yin-yang symbol. They wore metal masks with beady bulging eyes and stood perfectly still. As the three landed, the old man spoke up, "Are we sure that Hilda fled to this world?" "Three days ago, we assume," the little girl responded, "If she's avoided all our traps then she is limited to this area." The tall man barked out orders to the creatures, "Search for her!" The creatures were gone in seconds.
(I'm skipping the pleasure house scene as I don't think it has important information.)
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The next morning, Vega was cooking breakfast and Jim was attempting to wake up Gene. "Come on, Gene! It's almost noon! Wake up!" Emphasis on attempting. "Get out of bed and help out. Come on!" Gene groaned and flung the covers off of him. "Hurry up! You know we've got that tractor repair job from Henry to do." Gene yawned and sat up, rubbing his eyes. "yawn it's not worth getting out of bed for a 150 wong job, Jim."
"When did you get back last night anyway, Gene?" Jim asked, now helping Vega with breakfast. Gene spat the toothpaste out of his mouth before answering, "Bout 5 A.M." "Then you probably don't know this yet so listen up. The ship from last night came down it's a pirate ship!" Gene turned to look at Jim, "Pirates?" "We don't know which organization they are." "Probably Kei" Vega grunted, successfully flipping a pancake. "Ya think so, Vega?" Gene asked. Vega just nodded, then placed the toast and pancake on Gene's plate.
"So what about quarantine?" inquired Gene. "Nah," Jim replied, "the space forces don't come out here, so just be careful." The three sat down to eat as Gene said, "what I don't get is what they could be looking for here on Sentinel." "Eh, who knows?" sighed Jim, when the phone rang.
Jim got up to answer it, "Starwind and Hawking Enterprises, Hawking speaking, how may I help you?" "I have a job for you," the same blond woman from the crowd said, "I need some specific parts and also a bodyguard." Jim looked over at Gene and Vega before responding, "OK, sure thing lady, may we have you name please?" "The name is Rachael, and thanks."
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The three were looking over Rachael's information, looking for signs of a trap. "Well" asked Gene. "Gosh, Gene," muttered Jim, "That lady asked for real serious tech." "Aw c'mon Jim, she's a customer, not to mention a real babe." Jim turned around in his chair to give Gene a blank look, "Women will be your death someday." "Yeah, yeah, I'll remember that for my plan for an ideal life."
Gene suddenly looked serious, "Hey, she paid for the parts, right?" "Yeah, it's already in our account," Jim told him, "and it's all gonna be used for the stuff she wants. It's that expensive. Makes me wonder what she needs all this for." "Very few legal occupations require this level of tech." Vega added. "Look, did you two check her I.D.?" The two nodded and Gene grunted before saying, "Well then I'll just have to meet our little Miss Sweet and check her out."
"Look, Gene, why do you think she needs a bodyguard, huh?" Jim asked, "Either way, here's all the info on her, just in case." "Heh," Gene chuckled, "Thanks guys, usual place, I'll call when its time." The two nodded again, and Gene left.
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The bar was packed, due to another of Gene's successful bounty wins, and a drunk was bothering Clyde for a beer. "I'll be happy to poor you another one," Clyde calmly explained, "When you finish the first one." "I hate how we always get these animals when ever Gene gets into a fight." Iris sulked. "Now don't be like that, we're pulling in money because of it." "Oh I hate him! Look at him, flirting away with that woman over there." "Now, now, don't be jealous."
Over at Gene's table, Gene and Rachael were talking over some drinks. "So, tell me," Gene pressed, "Who's the bodyguard for?" "Oh, it's for me," Rachael removed her sunglasses, "I didn't know that this place was so dangerous for the inexperienced like myself." "This is your first time to Locust? You sightseeing? Heh, not much to see." "Its my job, for my father."
Gene nodded, "so how long ya think you need a bodyguard?" "Oh, from now until my job is done and I leave the area." "Well, it'll be 800 a day, plus any and all expenses." Rachael smiled, "Very well then." "Okay, we have ourselves a deal" Gene smirked back, raising his glass in a toast. Rachael raised her own and met his before taking a sip, "Mm, with you around, Gene, I think my job will be much more pleasant."
The two left the bar and to Gene's surprise and frustration, neither Jim nor Vega was there. "Grrrr, what's taking them so long?" He looked back to Rachael, "Sorry, they should be here by now." "That's alright" "So, Rachael, where are we heading?" "To an agro (?) plant located about 30 KM to the Northeast." "Huh? That's all the way out in the wheat fields." "Uh huh, you see, I have to do some major repair work on some equipment there."
Gene tensed and looked over towards a building. "Hm?" One of the creatures landed across the street from them and paused to stare at Rachael. "Uh, Rachael, this guy happen to be a friend of yours?" "No," gasped Rachael, slightly afraid. In front of them, the lone creature suddenly stiffened before splitting into 3 identical creatures, each with sharp and deadly looking claws.
"You," the middle one ordered in a strange tinny voice, "Leave the girl and walk away! Otherwise, you're a dead man!" Gene chuckled, "Heheh, this is great, just great. Do you realize you're threatening Gene Starwind?" He sneered, "That's riiiight. C'mon!" The three creatures dashed towards Gene. Gene fired and the middle one burst into sparks and flames. The remaining two lunged for Gene and started slashing at him. Gene pushed himself back and fired again, this time the right one fell down, blood spurting out.
The final one started to repeatedly stab at Gene, missing each time due to Gene's reflexes. "Agghhh, Playtimes over!" Gene yelled, head butting the creature. The creature backed off before retreating leaving a panting Gene and a strangely nonchalant Rachael. Gene looked to his side to see Jim and Vega pulling up on their respective vehicles. Jim in his car (My apologies, I don't remember its name), and Vega on his modified motorcycle.
"Waiting long?" A smiling Jim asked, "We got hung up at the shop, so, whatcha been doing?" "You are late!" Gene yelled at the now confused Jim. "Who were those guys anyway?" Jim asked after they'd all entered the car. "I don't know!" Gene snapped. "108 Stars" Vega told him. "Who?" "Kei Pirates" "Aggghhh! Whatever, lets just get going Jim." 'I got a bad feeling about this,' Gene frowned. "Alright, Jim, let's roll!" Gene cried out. The car started up, went forward maybe 5 feet, and then dropped dead to the pavement. Vega stared, "Trouble in paradise?" "Shut up!" Gene and Jim simultaneously yelled.
After fixing the car, they began driving according to Rachael's directions. While on a bridge, Jim piped up, "I guess I was just being paranoid, this just seems pretty easy. Maybe those guys who attacked you thought you were someone else." Jim paused, "I mean there is no way that pirates would be after someone like Rachael." Gene didn't respond, instead he looked in the rear view mirror at Rachael. She was just sitting there, smiling strangely. Gene looked over at Vega on his bike to his right and nodded. Vega nodded back, and the four continued their way to the agro (?) plant.
Suddenly, Gene slammed on the brakes, Vega following his example. The four stared at the strange sight ahead of them. The three from the landing pad and several of the strange creatures blocked their path. "G-Gene, its them! Those are the pirates!" "Alright, play time is over," the little girl said, "Come out quickly and we'll spare your life, Hilda!" "Hilda? Hilda? Hilda!" Jim repeated slowly looking back at 'Rachael', while Gene and Vega watched the pirates.
"Close your eyes!" 'Rachael' yelled in a deeper voice, throwing some sort of grenade. A miniature explosion occurred and 'Rachael' hissed at Gene, "Floor it!" The car sped past the pirates, Vega close behind. "Damn you Hilda!" the enraged old man cursed. "I'll handle this," the tall man said, before assuming many different fighting poses. He stopped with both fists in front of his chest and screamed the chanting mantra the other two were doing. A whirlwind gathered around him and the surrounding creatures morphed and connected to each other until they were a circular platform.
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Back with Gene and the others, Gene was beginning his 'interrogation'. "Alright tell us, what's a lie, and what's true." "Rachael is purely a fictitious name," 'Rachael' told him, ripping her face of, proving it to be a mask. "The bodyguard part is real" the dark haired Hilda said. "Okay, so your real name is Hilda. So why are those pirates after you?" "I'm their enemy; we're after the same treasure."
"T-Treasure! This is bad news Gene, let's get out of here!" Jim cried. "You don't really think they'll just let us go now, do you?" Gene admonished, then looked to the right mirror. "Here they come." Behind them, the tall man was riding the platform of creatures, which was shooting at them. "Shit, Tao magic," Gene cursed, "Hilda, take the wheel." Gene leapt into the back seat, as did Jim, while to their right; Vega fired bullets from his bike.
They tried all sorts of weapons, ranging from a short barrel blaster, to a missile launcher. The tall pirate grew bored with this and held his giant sword in front of him. "You will pay!" he screamed, before chanting the special words for his magic. A giant purple ball of magic formed and flew towards them. "Hilda, dodge it!" Gene yelled. After doing so, Gene turned to Jim, "Gimme a #3" "But Gene, we only got one of those types left!" "I don't care!" Gene yelled retrieving it himself.
Gene pulled out a gun. "A caster?" Hilda questioned. Gene loaded the bullet and fired the shot. "Eat this, bastard!" The bullet flew towards the pirate, a flaming red aura surrounding it before it hit its target. The tall pirate screamed in agony as he and the creatures were annihilated. "Ha! Got 'im!" Gene laughed. "Gene! Behind you!" Jim shouted. Gene turned and froze at the sight of one of the creatures about to strike him. Before it could though, a huge sword cut through it, sending its body to slam into the road. Gene blinked before thanking his savior, "Whooo, close one there, Thanks Vega." Vega nodded, and the four continued along.
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Back with the other two pirates, the little girl's eyes suddenly widened, "They're dead!" "It seems we underestimated our opponents." The old man mused.
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The four had arrived at the silo Hilda directed them to, and Gene couldn't help but comment, "This is where you hid the treasure?" "Mission Completed!" a relieved Jim let out. "Thank you," murmured Hilda, walking closer to Gene, "I appreciate what you've done." Now close enough to hug Gene, she shocked him with her stun pistol before dashing towards Vega. Vega dodged and, using a smaller sword Hilda didn't know he had, knocked the stun pistol out of Hilda's hand.
"Oh god Gene!" Jim cried out, dashing towards him to help. "Jim!" Vega called out. "Y-Yeah?" "We are going to continue to help Miss Hilda." "W-Why? What about Gene?" "Gene is fine, just knocked out. Besides, I'm interested in the treasure one steals from pirates." Vega used his sword to motion towards the barn, "Ladies first." Hilda chuckled, and walked into the barn, Jim and Vega, dragging Gene, in tow.
Inside, Hilda pointed towards an extremely large trunk. "That's the treasure," she explained. "Uggghh, my head," the now conscious Gene muttered. "Awake now Gene?" questioned Vega. "How are you awake so fast?" demanded Hilda. "Heh, easy. Vega and I didn't really trust you after the whole pirates thing. We knew you'd try something so Vega put a blocker on me. Good acting, huh?" "A blocker? That's magic though." Hilda pressed. "Yeah, Vega here can do some special spells, its complicated, not to mention I really don't want to tell you." Gene turned to Jim, "Hey little buddy, I'm fine, so how about opening that trunk so we can get a peek at Hilda's treasure?" "Okay Gene, if you're sure," Jim starting messing with the trunk. "Gene! It needs a code!" "The code, Hilda?" Gene politely asked her. Politely meaning with a gun to her head. "Its not in your best interests to open that," she calmly replied. "What's the code?" Gene asked, a bit of impatience in his voice. Hilda sighed, then told Jim, "VSDO2C." (or is it VSD02C?)
"Okay, that did it." Jim told the others. The trunk popped open and steam hissed out. The top slowly rose and they could all see something was in there. "Gene, Vega, look at this!" Jim gasped out. "Huh? Wha-What the hell?" Gene muttered. "Quite a haul you got Miss Hilda," Vega told her. Hilda smirked, and they all focused on the 'treasure' in the trunk. There were no jewels, or computer parts, or even any weapons. Instead, what lay in the trunk, was a young dark haired girl curled up in a ball.
TO BE Continued…
Well, that's it for Chapter/Episode one. Cant believe I got 4,325 words for one episode. Not bad if I do say so myself. Now I know there are other authors, loads better than me, that can get about 10,000 per chapter, but this is a nice moment for me. So whatever.