Author's Comment -

Well, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter - but if you're reading this, that means I at least piqued your interest! The first three chapters were originally one long one, but I decided to split it for easier reading. Still, it's best to think of the three as one episode in an anime or a pilot movie xD

I also must explain that, if it wasn't clear already, this story is very much within the same tonality as Final - though I try to keep humor present to compliment some graphic imagery…

Oh yes, there will be blood.

GaoGaiGar: Rectified

- Here's Your Latest Intelligence!

Gai Shishioh, the Evoluder from Earth and member of the elite group know as GGG, has somehow been teleported to another place in space where he is found and imprisoned by suspicious examiners. Confused, Gai struggles to escape his captors with a newfound power coursing through him. Who are these people and what is their intention?

Find out next!

Episode Two: Reversal

"Now then… anyone want to answer my questions nicely…?"

Only the sirens still sounded, though almost like miles away, as the lion stood glaring into all their souls.

"Subject has escaped." The droid bluntly addressed after a long recess.

San snapped to reality, mean-mugging the bot. "Would you stop stating the obvious, you useless piece of shit!" Then darting looks at his subordinates, he swung his cannon gat around lickety-split. "Fire at will!" Hauling off a blast along with his subordinates' rapid-fire, Gai only had time to gasp as he was hit point-blank in the gut and went flying into the nearest sparking computer terminal.

"…I guess not…" Gai coughed up blood, answering his previous question. He rolled on his back and slumped against the terminal, willing himself to stay conscious. He shook in reprised anguish as he clutched his bleeding abdomen.

San lit up another cigar as the droid and several other scientists crowded around him.

"You damaged the subject!"

"Juno will not be pleased with this!"

"You were supposed to secure it!"

"What if it had detonated when you did that!?"

"So irresponsible!"

"Shut up! He didn't, did he? Juno can just repair him or some shit anyway, right?" He scoffed. "She was most interested in the arm… why don't you all just chop it off and freeze it?" Gai's eyes widened. "…we have more pressing matters to deal with!" San grabbed one of the scientists by the collar. "Or, did you forget that we're still staving off that damn Copula's minutemen!" As if on cue, a beep ushered from a comlink in his ear. "Yeah, Block? How goes things on your end? I still hear gunfire and… will someone turn off that damn siren already!"

The siren stopped as the scientists ushered back to their posts, frantically trying to work with malfunctioning machines. A few silhouettes with their glasses glinting in the bright lights, hovered over Gai, who could barely look past the ache in his abdomen, with pinging scanners and gadgets. Every fiber in his being was telling him to do something - to get away from this potential horror movie. Spasms of pain seeded through him, convulsing his body sporadically. The spectators jumped when his left arm smacked against exposed circuits. He could only writhe more as a curt conduction zinged through his burning arm and into the rest of him.

He collapsed as the pulse flowed through him. He could only allow it - now immobile and beleaguered. His vision began to fade, but instead of being met with darkness, he saw a myriad of circuitry and schematics of a ship… no the ship he was on… every nook and cranky suddenly becoming clear to him. Reports and data, blueprints and such ebbed into his brain. All kinds of muffled static, feedback in his ear, and images a plenty - multiple scenes as if staring at a display of security cameras whizzed past his vision and overran his senses. 'I've tapped into the computer system.' He acknowledged it as fact, as if he'd done it before.

'Transport to Algorithm Cluster… ConTech owned… An important experiment… nh, what?'

Then, he heard San's voice issuing from somewhere. "Block, you and your ConTech pals better make sure that the Copula Brigade doesn't reach Unit 6 or else…"

"Or else what!?" A deep female voice boomed on the other end of the transmission.

"Or else Juno is going to have all our hides!" He bellowed, cracking the speaker.

Narrowing in on the transmission, Gai was able to find corresponding video feeds. A tall dark-complected woman with long black hair and a form-fitting black jumpsuit stood amidst a corridor of dead soldiers. Her voice came through like an echo, issuing from both the vid feed and the transmission. "I told you, things are being HANDLED. You just worry about your end, Captain."

Before San could reply, Block cut off the transmission and maneuvered her way through the corpses of her fallen companions. Turning a corner, she was met with even more bodies, but this time, one live one was perched a top a mound of them, awaiting leisurely with a smug look on her face.

"Oh, yeah, you're handling things great, hun." The woman was an eye-patch wearing, long-haired blonde bombshell clothed in the fashion of wanting to be a pirate. Atop her head was a large rouge hat with a plume of white feathers and at her side, she brandished two swords that looked to be rapiers dangling from straps on a leather belt. Another strap fastened around her left shoulder held a massive bazooka behind her.

Block sneered. "Damn you, Corsair!" She rushed the pirate girl at break-neck speed. Corsair only smirked. Block leapt toward her position with her fist drawn. Corsair darted to the side, just quick enough to miss Block's attack. The force of the punch barreled into the wall in front of her, indenting in the metal.

Corsair whistled gleefully from behind. "You sure pack a punch, huh?"

Block removed her now-stone arm from the surface and glared back at her. "That's right…" Her whole figure slowly shifted to a stone façade as she turned.

"Funny enough," Corsair mused, "…SO DO I…!"

She whipped out her bazooka and fired it off.

From another video feed, a swell of electricity swarmed about a group of soldiers, blasting them away. Back to back, two forms stood in the middle of it, evidently the source of the energy. One was a hulking, top-heavy, mechanical humanoid with a tiny midriff, massive thighs and long teeny legs. The other looked to be about the same size as Gai, dressed in a mechanical suit himself, but more in the style of cybernetic knight than a robotic monster. The bigger one held up a hand of four slender claws and the palm opened up to shoot out yet another blast of energy that flung their attackers back. His other arm shifted to a sword which he brandished expertly as he swung around gracefully like a ballerina, despite his lumbering appearance. The smaller one tangoed around his massive companion with equal agility, wielding a lighted lance, flipping and twirling it in and around his hands. His pale green hair splayed out from behind a metal mask reminiscent of the medieval renaissance with a tweek; the curved visor was painted in the guise of a giant toothy grin.

"Sorry guys, nothing personal" the smaller one simpered as he shouldered his lance, "I'm in a hurry… got a date later…"

The bigger one whirred to attention and issued in a booming unemotional voice, "Knight, your apology is unneeded toward the opposition and the mission is of utmost priority…"

"Chill your circuits, Rodelero, it was a joke…"

"Acknowledged…" a bleep. "Ha." A pause. "Which way is directive?"

"Yeah, okay… lessee here…" Knight fangled with a radar device at his right arm as Rodelero casually blasted more people behind them. Knight glanced up toward the space that a flashing light indicated, into an oncoming darkened hallway. "Looks like it's just past this ominous corridor!"

As he said this, two small red orbs appeared hovering over them against the blackened veil. "Uh… Rodelero…" Another hulking mechanical monster appeared, quadripedal and six-armed with three segments to its body and lined top to bottom with more lights illuminating spots of hidden targeting weapons. "…You might want to take this one…!"

"Morrigrin." Rodelero stated.

"Project must be secured!" Morrigrin bellowed, shooting off umpteen different projectiles into their direction.

Yet another video display observed a giant bay area where the hull was breached by another vessel. Its whole front was impaled into the wall in an obvious kamikaze dive-bomb maneuver to make an entrance quick. Huge front cannons were drawn at the ready, as well as boosters that hummed in anticipation. Another crowd of soldiers, these wearing space-ready battle suits, aimed their giant guns toward a trio of peculiar intruders standing in front of their vessel.

"Huh. A welcoming party." One of the three, a husky gaudy-looking older woman with violet hued hair and black battle armor, stated. She had a stash of grenades around her waist and breast. In each hand, she held pistol-like guns and still more were fastened to her legs. Her face held a stoic countenance as she slowly chewed on something. "Looks like fun, right, Streltsy?"

A grunt came from another of the invaders - a squat sleepy-eyed fellow brandishing an oversized glaive at one side and holstering a harquebus across his plump belly. He had a bushy brown but graying beard that was long enough to cover most of his front and a hairstyle that resembled a Mohawk drawn down into hanging dreadlocks, though whether this was from choice or unfortunate balding was not obvious.

"Eh bien… mayhap we should give them cake or some-ting?" The last of the figures stood out the most of all three - a robust and rotund, shaggy speckled avian-creature with a hooked beak and thick black brows that crowned wild orange falcon eyes. He wore a poncho vestment and a floor-trailing green coat over his tall, pale, downy figure and though he had no wings, his four muscular arms were decorated with enough feathers that gave off the impression. A pipe hung from a jagged edge of his slightly opened beak and a steady stream of smoke erupted from his nostrils. He cradled a high-tech blunderbuss-like gun in his feathery arms.

The defending soldiers stood alert as a silky voice permeated from behind the crowd. "Well, I must say that I never expected to meet Copula's Brigade in my life time…" the guardsmen shifted out of the way for an approaching organism of multiple tendrils, seemingly just a squirming mess of wispy shadow-like hairs that moved in sequence enough to convey a tangible form. An androgynous mug materialized with still little slithering hairs floating around it and chanced a cheeky grin. "…or, by the looks of it… your life times…"

"Magnifique, Plo~!" The bird snorted. "I must say, I'm glad I didn't keel over before finally feasting mine eyes on your grotesque form. The stories do not exaggerate."

Plo narrowed his slit eyes. "You must be 'Dragoon'… the fine-feathered smart-mouth demolitionist… and a notorious eater."

Dragoon raised a brow. "…You calling me fat, punk!?" The other two elders looked at him with blank faces. After a moment, the woman rolled her eyes and jabbed a gun in the air toward the enemy.

"Plo, there is undeniable proof that you and this whole operation are under the authority of the intergalactic criminal organization ConTech, that you have come in possession of a dangerous energy source AND that you are in league with the notorious mastermind Juno…" Plo stared, undisturbed, as she kept on her spiel. "As per the ICORus council, we're here to take you into custody and gain possession of the unique signature our sensors picked up…." She lowered her finger and stepped forward. "I'm required to tell you that. Surrender, and we won't HAVE to do more damage than necessary… lest you resist… " She cocked her pistols.

Gai slowly came out of this trance, very weak, to be met with the looks of his surveyors drawn to his left arm (which was again issuing the same glow as before) as well as poking and prodding at his abdomen. He chanced a glance and realized that astonishingly his wounds, though still present, were not as terrible as they had been. He was healing himself…!? Had that dive into the computer did that? Just what was he anyway?

He thought about what he had gathered from the video and transmissions. 'Dangerous energy source, huh? I guess… that's me? Am I really so dangerous?' He couldn't help but think back to fuzzy memories of himself and Mikoto. 'Mikoto, who were we? Normal people?' Still, even if they weren't… he couldn't just give up like this and let other people take control of his body. He had to fight. He had to search deep. He had to use his power. And most of all… 'I have to…' he winced, digging inside himself, '…have courage…!'

The radical thought triggered something powerful. Motivation and courage numbed away any pain he still had and the glow on his arm increased in intensity. He leapt up, fueled by adrenaline and an innate livid energy. The scientists tried to run for cover, but it was too late for one lanky man who screamed as Gai yanked him back, throwing the man's tumbling body out of his coat and into the adjacent wall. "I need this." Gai took the jacket and, in a few quick movements, garbed himself in a makeshift fundoushi. "That's better."

San spun around to face him. "What in the Void!?"

Gai's hair whipped around as he faced the captain. Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, bravado burst from his seams. "Gai Shishioh, that's what!"

Before the captain could respond, Gai decked him in the face, sending him into the barricaded door. The trigger-happy underlings pelted a rapid-fire retort but the young lion sprinted out of the bullet's path - each pitting a spot where he had once been. Mad with frustration and vengeance, Gai set out to take out every one of them. Knocking their clocks and socking their jaws left and right, guardsmen were sent soaring over the panicked scientists. But, they were next.

"SUBJECT IS RESPONSIVE-ACK!" The droid scientist's head rolled across the floor.

"Damn right I am!" A blast of energy exploded from him, smashing any computers left functioning.

The science team cried out in terror and ran in frantic circles, now utterly trapped.

He could feel that strange power of his surround him. The green glow enveloped his whole body and slowly turned to a brilliant swirling aura of orange. 'Genesic….?' the thought came to him from the back of his mind. He glanced at his left hand still concealed under a defunct mechanical manacle - but he remembered something now. He knew that underneath was the sign of a dead planet's legacy - the power of the G-Stone. And somehow, he could use it… no… he was one with it. He closed his eyes in concentration.

He could feel the reverberation of his metal bonds, their mechanical nature and suddenly he thought that maybe he could alter them to his whims. Neon circuits streamed underneath his skin toward them, changing their state into improvised cybernetic limbs - claws over his hands and shin guards for his legs. Lifting his head, he let his gaze drift from face to face of each scurrying scientist in that room. When he was sure he had seen every blurred fearful stare, he began his hunt. One after one, he targeted them, smacking them down, flicking their face into the wall or throwing them across the room. Shins met guts and claws slashed machine shields. He admittedly allowed some leniency due to them being unarmed, despite the fact that he felt they didn't deserve it.

One left. A claw threw a terminal out of his way and growling, he stood over the cowering crying girl. She peered through rose-tinted glasses that showed his reflection. He stopped and softened when he saw how she saw him - some crazed creature out for blood.

"Please…" she quivered. "Please, I was only following orders….!"

Gai's eye's widened. "What orders!?"

"From Juno of ConTech… The organization will do anything to gain more power! And you have that power. Juno wanted to extract it somehow or use it. We were just ordered to study you and find some way of doing that…. Through any means necessary…! I had no choice, please….!"

His eyes narrowed. "You always have a choice."

"No…" she sobbed. "They were going to kill me…and my father!"

A scoff from behind caught Gai's attention. "What do you mean 'were' ?" A shot rang through the hall as a bullet passed through her chest. Gai stared in shock as she fell back lifeless against the floor, tears still present on her eyes. He swung around madly toward Captain San brandishing his cannon. "You… how dare you kill your own people!?" He raced right at him and slammed down on the massive gun barrel with his cyber-claws. The nose went down and up came the back end, smacking San across the face. He stumbled backwards and Gai again was on him, grabbing him by the neck and slamming him into the wall. "You asshole! Why!?"

San had a distant desensitized look. "Hmph. They're going to kill us anyway. We failed and we know too much. It's only a matter of time now before cleaners come to destroy this whole vessel." Gai studied his face. "…I… took pity on her."

Gai snarled, dropping him and stumbled toward the door. Glaring at the e-lock, he placed his hand over the device and allowed himself another try at modding the nexus. The door unlocked with a click and he stood in the entrance, gathering up what to say.

"That's what you call 'pity'…? I hope you can live with that…" and he ran out into the dark corridor.

San sat there, defeated and contemplating, among his unconscious companions and sparking systems. The body of his dead daughter not too far away. "No… I can't."

Raising the gun to his chin, he fired.

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