Happy New Years ya'll! I didn't think I'd take long to write it, but dealing with a lot of interuptions kind of held meh up, along with this sprained wrist, hurts like hell. Anyways seeing one of the reviews I received, I wanted to let everyone know this who thought the same thing: don't worry, the heroes are commin, just be patient. I just wanted to address that to clear that little thing up. I thought that it would be appropriate to have a new chapter for the new year so Happy New Year of 2009!
The Brothers of Anarchy
Ch2: A Gut Feeling
Previously in The Brothers of Anarchy: The inmate has escaped the asteroid penitentiary and set a course for Pekopon, not before searching the computers for two Keronians who are currently stationed on Pekopon. Who is the bloodthirsty Keronian? Who are the other two Keronians he wishes to locate? And what are his intentions?
It is a normal day in Japan and people were on their usual commute to their normal lives; going to work, attending school, and just enjoying what the day has to bring. It can easily be said that everything was completely normal, but one household in particular can't say the same. In the Hinata residence, what passes for normal is a little more than what one may call "normal", thanks to a little green extraterrestrial amphibian and his friends. It has been a few years since the overzealous and idealistic Sergeant Keroro and the Keroro Platoon came to Earth to invade, only to come in contact and befriend the Hinata family and other unique "pekoponains ". Though they have been here for so long and more or less defended it from other invasion attempts than to invade it their selves, they still work to hold true to their goal as invaders and take over Pekopon. But for now, things have been quiet and everyone goes about their normal daily routines.
"Natsumi-dono! How many times must I say not to walk around in your socks! Do you know how long it takes to get them completely clean!" exclaimed the fuming frog as he held up a pair of dirty tube socks.
"Calm down Stupid Frog! There not that bad, just use enough soap detergent." Said a malcontent redheaded girl looking down at the frog-like alien and socks. She then bent over and gave the alien a distrusting glare saying "besides, why are you in such a rush? You're not up to something again are you?"
Dropping the socks, Keroro gulped and began to explain himself. "N…No Natsumi-dono, it's just that the extra time I spend on chores cuts into my 'Gunpla Time'."
Natsumi looked at Keroro with a mixture of confusion and annoyance, "Wha? 'Gunpla Time'?"
"Yes! It's my own personal time to myself where I can devote all of my attention and energy to the building of my gunpla de arimasu." Keroro explained.
Natsumi just scoffed and walked off saying to Keroro, "Whatever, just don't let me see you doing anything suspicious."
He just grinned and said under his breath, "Gero gero gero, don't you worry Natsumi-dono. You won't see a thing. Gero gero gero!"
"What was that Stupid Frog?"
"N...Nothing Natsumi-dono, nothing!" said Keroro hurriedly.
Outside of the Hinata household stood a small tent cloaked by a barrier, inside was occupied with an assortment of alien guns and ammunition, a small cat and red frog-like alien. The little alien sat on a mat with one gun in hand quietly polishing it while the cat watched with much interest not with the mundane activity the alien did, but with the alien himself. The cat walked up to the frog and nudged him with her head to receive the attention it craved from him. He stopped to look at the cat and petted the cats head.
"Just another normal day eh Neko?" asked Giroro. Her only response was a small purr as he petted her for a moment longer. He then stopped and stood up, then opened the compartment in his belt to look at the picture of Natsumi he always carries with him. He stared at it for a few seconds with a goofy look on his face, oblivious to the protesting hisses of Neko. He then said as he closed the compartment "Sorry Natsumi, but I am a soldier, and I must do what can for the mission."
He then walked out of the tent towards the house thinking to himself, 'Lets see what crackpot scheme that idiot has come up with this time.'
At the Nishizawa estate, deep within the mansion in a large training room, a black tadpole alien stood in front of a boxing mannequin with a picture of a smiling young girl taped to the face. The tadpole looks to the mannequin with a murderous look and charges it, pummeling it with a fury of punches and kicks. After the pummeling, the tadpole leaps into the air and calls out "TAMAMA IMPACT!" before unleashing a devastating beam of energy onto the mannequin. Landing a few feet from the disintegrated dummy, he stood with smoke pouring from his mouth saying "That woman! She better think twice before stealing my Sergeant!"
Glancing at a nearby clock bearing an uncanny resemblance to the young alien, Tamama's personality flipped as said sweetly "uh-oh, better not be late for Sergeant's invasion meeting." And with that he then left for the Hinata's house.
Below the Hinata residence located in a secret alien base stood a laboratory. Outside was decorated in the likeness of the owner of the lab, while the inside was dark and cluttered odd gadgets, unidentifiable chemicals, items not suited for children, and technology foreign to this planet. Deeper into the lab sat a yellow alien frog, in front of a large computer monitor with a plate of curry to his left. The Keronian sat, watching something obscene on the monitor as he chuckled his signature laugh. Suddenly, a message from Keron headquarters popped up on the screen, interrupting his 'show'. He quietly read over the message, and put it into the recycling bin once he was finished. The curry loving alien then got up and left the lab, without any show of emotion.
Sitting in a large briefing room, the three Keronians plus an alien disguised as a girl sat quietly waiting for their leader to arrive. After a lengthy wait, Keroro enters and greets the platoon.
"Good Morning subordinates, I see everyone's present de arimasu." said Keroro.
Loosing patients, Giroro stood up from his seat and began chewing out the Sergeant "About damn time you got here! How are you late for your own meeting that you scheduled!?!"
"I was a little busy; I wasn't finished with the housework." Keroro said in a slight hush.
The corporal scoffed and folded his arms around his chest. "Humph! And you call yourself a soldier, being ordered around by a bunch of pekoponians to do menial chores.
"Hey, don't start with that! Remember, we all know who's the one whipped by a pekoponian de arimasu!" retorted Keroro.
Giroro then quietly slumped back into his chair after hearing those words and the looks of the others.
Keroro then continued to speak "Anyway, let's get the strategic invasion meeting underway, I have a full schedule of Gunpla Time after this. After analyzing our past failed plans, with my critical calculating sergeant mind, I have found one outstanding flaw in them. Does anyone know what they are?" inquired Keroro.
"They were all your plans?" answered Giroro.
"Yes…wait no! That's not it! The reason was that they were too obvious, too out in the open. Our plans are continuously thwarted by Natsumi because of the unnatural nature of the plan that contrasts what is normal in a pekoponian's lifestyle. But if she was to think everything is normal, she won't do anything, thus allowing us to continue on our glorious invasion de arimasu!" said Keroro.
"Excellent plan! That's my Sergeant desu!" said Tamama
"Humph, sounds too simple, but it's better than nothing I guess." commented Giroro
Giroro then looked at Kururu as Tamama did his usual brown-nosing to Keroro, noticing how abnormally quiet the mad genius has been since the meeting. Though hard to tell through the thick glasses, Giroro could tell Kururu was in deep thought about something, and Giroro knew that it's not normal to visibly see Kururu lost in thought, it's virtually impossible to guess what the yellow frog was thinking by looking at him.
"Now, all we need is to find a way to disguise our actions to the Hinata family." Keroro continued.
"You could say 'Pulling the wool over their eyes'." said Moa sitting next to Keroro.
"That's right Mois-dono, now Sergeant Major Kururu, get to work on a device to create illusions around…"
"No can do Keroro."
Flabbergasted, the sergeant stood there in disbelief looking at the sergeant major. He then began ranting at the protesting alien "What, you dare go against your leader's orders!?! That's insubordination! I demand to know the reason for this treason!"
Kururu only replied "Ku ku ku, I have something better to do, something to look into. This plan can wait 'till later to fail." and walked off to his lab.
In a huff, Keroro said "The nerve! What could be more important than this!?! Well we don't need that fool, I could make what we need for the invasion plan, it shouldn't be too hard de arimasu."
Tamama then replied cheerily "Yeah, the nerve of that Kururu. If anyone can figure out, its Mister Sergeant desu!"
"Yes, Uncle can figure out a solution to this predicament. You could say 'Just as good'." continued Moa
Tamama then looked at Moa with a death glare and harshly replied "Shut up woman!"
While this scene played out, Giroro continued to look in the direction the intelligence officer exited. It did not faze him that the plan was a no-go now, but what did bug him was the unusual way Kururu was acting. All while he pondered this he hadn't noticed Keroro talking to him.
"Hello, Pekapon to Giroro, hey!" yelled Keroro.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he turned to his superior officer "What?"
"I said that this should be a great plan, right?"
"Forget the plan; haven't you noticed the odd behavior from Kururu?"
"What, you mean his insubordination? I plan to make sure to severely punish him for that!"
Giroro grumbled at his friend's cluelessness "No not that. I mean his acting in general, he barely said anything during the meeting, and it looked like something was troubling him. Since when does anything trouble him?"
Keroro only replied, "It's probably all of that curry he eats. The kick back probably has finally gotten to him."
The red frog crossed his arms and had a slightly worried face "I don't think so; I think something is not right. It's hard to say, it's almost like a sense or intuition…"
Moa then piped up "You could say 'A gut feeling'."
"Yeah, a gut feeling, something like that." said the corporal.
Keroro only shrugged at this response. "I think you're right Giroro, I can feel I too," said a voce next to Keroro.
Both Keronians looked to the right to see Dororo "I sense something is amiss, something big is to come."
"Oh, Dororo, when did you get here?" said Keroro to his ninja friend.
"Wha!?! I've been here for 30 minutes!!! Why Keroro-kun!?!" exclaimed Dororo, with his trauma switch on.
Orbiting a moon of a planet, a ship belonging to the Garuru Platoon silently stood. Inside, its inhabitants are seen doing their usual routines. Taruru was in the training room fighting droids, Pururu stood by with her medical supplies in the highly likely situation that Taruru injures himself. Zoruru sat in a dark room and meditated, while Tororo was on the observation deck working on the main computers, and Garuru was in the target practice room shooting targets with his sniper rifle.
In the observation deck, Tororo sat in front of the main computer. If one didn't pay attention, it would seem that he was hard at work with something, but taking a closer look would reveal that he was playing Frogger. He was currently navigating the virtual frog across a busy highway, when a message from Keron Headquarters appeared on screen in front of the game. After it came up, he heard a splat from the computer speakers, alerting him of the fate of his poor frogger.
"Damn it, right now? Talk about bad timing, I was on my last life too. Wonder what they want." Wondered Tororo as he turned his attention to the message. After reading it he called Garuru to the deck to hear the message, and the other platoon members followed.
"A message from HQ? What's it say?" said Taruru. He stood between Pururu and Zororo with an oversized band-aid on his forehead. They stood in front of the computer waiting for Garuru to inform them of what was on the message.
"It's an alert to any platoon past the Gamma quadrant. 2 weeks ago there was a jail break at the Keron Maximum Security Penitentiary, one death row inmate escaped in a small ship. He was last seen around Alpha Centari headed towards the Gamma Quadrant. Any platoons in that area must stand alert and report to Keron Headquarters of any suspicious Keronians in the area. Platoons are also advised not to engage the criminal as he is armed and highly dangerous as he has military training. Only engage if threatened and in danger from the criminal. There is a reward out for information on the escaped convict."
"Awesome, an escaped convict! What are we waiting for? Let's go after him!" exclaimed Taruru.
Pururu then looked at the turquoise frog as if he was crazy. "That droid must've hit you harder than I thought. Did you not hear him say 'do not engage' and 'armed and highly dangerous'? Are you completely insane!?! "yelled Pururu in a panic as she throttled Taruru by the shoulders.
After recovering from the dizziness of being shaken, Taruru pleaded with Pururu, "B…B…But Pururu, think about the fame we'll get if we catch him, the adventure of fighting a powerful Keron criminal…"
"The reward involved. Pu pu pu, could be money," continued Tororo, "Pu pu pu, if it is, just imagine how much we'll get for his capture over just info."
Pururu thought for a moment, "Well… it has been pretty slow around here lately. And I could always use more jumbo syringes."
"Yeah, that's right. And we could totally take on just one convict, were the Garuru Platoon, the best in the whole Keron Army! All right escaped criminal, get ready 'cause here comes the Garuru Plato…"
"No Taruru."
Hearing this, Taruru stopped in his tracks and looked at the lieutenant with disbelief. "Wha? But Garuru sir, why not. He's a criminal and…"
"I said No Private Taruru! We're not going on a dangerous wild goose chase for one criminal! It's not worth it; none of us are going and are not to think of going after him. That's an order!" barked Garuru as he exited the room.
As Pururu and Zoruru comforted a near tears Taruru, Tororo sat at the computer looking towards the direction of where their leader has left. It didn't bother him that they weren't going after the criminal or that they were yelled at for considering it, but what got to him was the peculiar attitude that Garuru had to this message. As he pondered this, he failed to notice Taruru talking to him.
"Hey Tororo, are you even listening? Tororo!"
Snapped out of his thoughts, he turns to be greeted by the private three inches from his face. He shoves him back with disgust, "What!?!"
"I said that I still think we can take him on"
"Forget about that; you notice how Garuru acted?"
"You mean him yelling. He always does that, though it wasn't necessary this time." Said Taruru as he sniffled his nose and tears weld in his eyes.
Tororo grumbled at his senior officer's sniveling. "No stupid, I meant the message it's self. He not only blew it off, but ordered us not to even talk about it. Don't you think that's weird? I mean, taking down criminals is like his pass time, he always stands for justice, now he wants to forget all about this one?"
Taruru replied "Maybe he's becoming cowardly? I think maybe we should mutiny.
After he finished his sentence, a metal fist slams down on the top of his head, knocking him out and falling to the floor.
"Don't even think about it" said Zoruru. He then turned to the young hacker, "though it doesn't sound like him, an order is an order."
Pururu sighed as she walked over and dragged Taruru's body over to a chair and put an icepack on his head.
The orange tadpole crossed his arms at his chest and had a slightly worried face "I know, I know. But I can't shake the feeling that something's up, like a hunch or a sense…"
"Like a gut feeling?" said Pururu as she tended to and unconscious Taruru.
"Pu pu, that's it, a gut feeling." said the recruit.
The cyborg ninja sighed before he spoke "I know what you mean."
The tadpole alien looked up to hear what the lance corporal had to say.
"I sense something is amiss, something big is to come"
Their attention was then turned to a dazed and confused Taruru as he lazily sat up, shocking the nearby Pururu. "Tell me more about how you saved your platoon from Viper, Master Tamama." Then he fell back into his seat. Pururu looked at him and muttered "idiot".
On a nearby asteroid orbiting Planet Keron, the lonely prison silently stood. Within one of the cell blocks, a cleaning operation was taking place. Stepping into the cell blocks, anyone can smell the wretched smell of death as bodies and limbs of different aliens littered the floor, and blood soaked the floor, walls and even ceiling. The Keronian cleaning crews and officers were finally able to clean after waiting for a couple of weeks, though none were sure of why the wait. Seeing the carnage most couldn't stomach the sight and smell as the picked up dismembered limbs.
Through all of the disemboweled bodies that were scattered around the cell block, only a few inmates miraculously survived, but they ether didn't last long enough to give any info due to severe injuries or were too mentally damaged to say anything when probed by interrogators.
Farther down in the cell block near a interrogation room, a Keronian quietly studied the inside of the room. The keron was in his mid 40's, white in body color with a grey helmet and ocean blue eyes. He wore a long dark green cloak and bore a Celtic cross as his symbol on his head and chest. He looked into the room to see the bloody corpses of two Keron security guards, an array of torture implements on a table, and a broken searchlight.
As he looked on into the room, two kerons stood 10 feet away from him whispering. One was a part of the cleanup crew, another was a security official.
"Who's this guy? You think he knows what went down here?" asked the subordinate
"Hell if I know, all I do know is that the higher ups sent him here to investigate something. Probably looking for clues to the one that escaped." said the official.
"Humph, he's probably here to cover this whole thing up like the government always does. Headquarters probably sent him to silence anyone who talks." said a clearly disgruntled Keronian cleaner walking up behind the two. The first two tried to shush him before the keron of the subject heard, but were all stunned as a death glare was set on them.
"If something is troubling your minds, speak it now so I may stave my anger." The keron said coldly.
The Keronians shook on the spot as the officer began to speak "W…wwWell sir, ww…we were w…wondering what exactly h…hhapppended here?
Before he could answer, a scream echoed through the hall, turning everyone's attention to a single cell 15 cells away from the four kerons. The white keron dashed between the others with unbelievable speed to the sounds. When he reached the sound all he saw was a screaming Keronian being dragged into the dark corner of the cell by dark blood stained claws. Screams and snarls could be heard from the darkness, than sickening bone crunches and tearing of flesh, and a pool of blood oozed from the shadows.
Keronians in the vicinity of the cell who could hear the commotion began to vomit and run from the cell as the white Keronian watched on without emotion as the unknown creature ate its meal. Then it stopped and began growling again, and everyone except the white keron tensed.
The keron just stood and watched the darkness with his piercing blue eyes. Time seemed to stand still, no one breathed a breath or moved a muscle, and suddenly the small black creature leaped at the white Keronian, claws and fangs at ready. And as it was 7 feet away from the white keron, a flash of white light brighten the room and blinded any keron looking into the cell. When the light faded, the creature was on the floor with its head a foot away from it, and the Keronian stood unharmed holding a long claymore with Celtic writing along the blade.
The blade glowed faintly in the dark cell as he looked at the beheaded creature. The three kerons that he were speaking with slowly approached the cell with curiosity of the identity of the assailant. The keron suddenly turned and pointed the claymore at the officer, startling him as the tip came dangerously close to his face.
"That lads…is what happened here." He said looking at them with a cold stare with glowing blue eyes.
The officer gulped and looked down to the creature, just to see it disintegrate into dust before his eyes.
Who is this new keron? What are these mysterious creatures? What happened to the inmate that escaped? And what is happening to Kururu and Garuru?
Man, that one was almost twice the words as the first chapter, but reading is supposed to be good for you so there ya go. And what do ya know, it wasn't as gritty and M rated as the first chapter, eccept the last part anywhay, but don't worry, there will be plenty of blood splattering action later. Somebody tell me what they think of me putting in Keroro's "De Arimasu", too much? I was trying to stay true to the original story. And a little note, the new oc in here speaks with a scottish accent, so imagine Sean Connery in his 40's and sounding more evil and cold. It might be a while before I add another chapter due to school and other crap happening now so...yeah see ya around.