The Blue Haired Angel and Incinerate Boy

By: Atomic Kokoro

Storyline

Note: Takes Place Before "Blue Dragon: Tenkai No Shichi Ryuu", or Second Season, but After First Season.

Andropov and Jiro board a plane to Britain to meet Shu, Bouquet, Kluke, and Marumaro for a reunion for the first time in two years. But, as they notice the peek of a tower arising from the water, the plane crashes into the ocean. The duo find their way to the tower peek... then find themselves dragged into another adventure in the depths of the ocean, trapped in a twisted world under the sea: Rapture.

Before You Read

Okay. I had to move this to the crossover section because I had to. Also, I stopped using the walkthrough and am now going by memory. Also, I was bored, and so I began to write, and I wrote this, and this is what I wrote, and I wrote this and this is what I wrote, and I wrote this, and this is what I wrote, and I wrote this, and...sorry. I have a major headache right now.

Chapter 10

A Fight For A Life

Both boys nodded in agreement. Jiro lifted himself over the top of the table and released a powerful Incinerate blast at Steinman. The attempt was successful and Steinman bursted into flames. "Ah, not again!" he screamed, running behind a wall.

Second in the boys' plan, Andropov leapt over the countertop and followed Steinman behind the wall. He paused to see Steinman getting up from jumping into the rather large body of water to rid the flames from his body.

"Hey, Steinman!" he cried. Steinman spun around and tilted his head at the boy, who's hand lit up with electricty. "School time! What happens when electricity meets water?"

Steinman dropped his shoulders and changed his expression to what seemed like, "oh, crap," and looked below to see he was standing in water.

"This!" Andropov casted an Electro Bolt into the water. The electricty passed through the water and quickly finished off Steinman. Andropov laughed as Steinman fell. "Oops. Guess Alice Cooper was right cause this school's out forever."

It wasn't long before Jiro appeared by Andropov's side, glaring at the face-down, dead Steinman like it was going to jump up and open fire again. "That," the electrical boy chuckled. "was fun."

Jiro just shook his head and jumped into the water (as soon at the electricity finished traveling into the ground) and retrieved the machine gun and the gate key. He tossed it to Andropov and nodded. "We better get going," he said. "before those Splicers come and eat off whatever's left of the guy who made them look they way they do."

Then, a thought shot through Andropov's head. "Then that makes us Enemy Number One!" he nearly screeched like a girl, and ducked behind the nearest crate.

Jiro sighed. "Sometimes, I wonder how you can stand being around Kluke,"

...

It was very silent. They weren't sure how long they had been walking for, but it was certainly the most uneventful walk they had ever had since they got there. "I wonder where all the Splicer's went," Andropov wondered outloud before realizing Jiro had stopped a few steps back.

Andropov turned to his partner. "What? Why'd you stop?"

Jiro just stared at something in horror. At first, Andropov took it as though there was something wrong with him. "Jiro? Jiro, are you okay?"

Jiro didn't respond, and just stared. "Dude, you're really creeping me out. Tell me what's wrong?"

Thud. Thud.

Andropov froze and slowly turned. His face suddenly cooled as something cold and metallic was placed right before his face, even though it felt as though his cheeks burned. His gaze trailed up into a few yellow lights.

Andropov yelped and jumped backwards, landing on Jiro. Jiro and Andropov were dazed for the moment before gaining back their senses and staring at the machine in terror.

Then, there was a soft giggle. "Look, Mr. Bubbles," said a voice. "Those boys are funny, aren't they?"

Mr. Bubbles groaned.

Out from behind Mr. Bubbles was the girl from earlier, the one who had almost been killed by the Splicers. "They look familier, don't they Mr. Bubbles?"

The boys continued to stare. It wasn't long before the girl and Mr. Bubbles had gone away, disappearing into the corridor on their left. The boys paused for a minute before Jiro groaned, "Get off of me..."

Andropov rolled off his friend and got to his feet. "Sorry, mate," he muttered, aiding Jiro to his feet.

As they passed the corridor Mr. Bubbles and the girl had disappeared into, there was a scream and a fatel sounding crash. Both boys turned to see down the corridor in shock that, somehow, Mr. Bubbles had been tossed through some glass, into the wall.

"Mr. Bubbles!" the little girl sobbed. "Get up, Mr. Bubbles!"

Jiro and Andropov rushed down the corridor and turned to the right to see a Splicer gaining in on the girl. Instinctivly, Andropov yelped and burst through the doors to get into the room where the Splicer was closing in on the helpless Little Sister.

She sobbed and backed away. Jiro felt a rush of feelings overcome him. He understood how this girl felt; to lose someone, or everyone, you loved, and then face a situation you may never live from.

The Splicer lifted the wrench above his head. "NO!" Andropov cried and jumped on the Splicer's back, unarmed. The Splicer knocked Andropov into the double doors where a beam fell from the ceiling and blocked the door, just missing Andropov.

Andropov jumped to his feet and glanced at the door where Jiro was trying to get through to give him a weapon, to arm him, but the beam fasted the door closed. "Andropov!" he could make out from the other side of the door.

He turned just to have a wrench slam against him on the temple. Andropov flew a few feet before he finally landed on the ground. He shook himself from his daze and looked up to see a Splicer looming over him. He stared in horror as the Splicer leaned down and raised the wrench above his head.

...

Andropov lied on the ground, sore. He quickly got back to his feet. At least five minutes had passed, and neither Splicer or boy seemed to be showing signs of giving up. Andropov had been beaten a fair bit by the wrench, but he had also gotten a few good punches in.

Jiro stared through the (what he learned the hard way was) bullet-proof glass in shock, terror, astonishment, and excitement all in the same look. The Little Sister hid in a pile of crates and boxes, making herself as small as possible.

The Splicer dashed foreward and Andropov ducked to the right, delivering a kick into the Splicer's jaw. The Splicer recoiled in the air and brought his wrench down on Andropov's shoulder, just missing his head.

Andropov ignored the pain and brought a good punch into the Splicer's cheek and, again, hit the opponet in the chest with his leg. The Splicer tumbled backwards into a pile of rubble. It didn't get back up again.

Andropov ran to the door and pushed the beam away from the door to let Jiro in. The boys silently agreed on something, then headed to different ways. Unfortunetly, they weren't quite in sync as they though they were, and Andropov had to drag Jiro his way to show him what he meant.

The Little Sister gasped in fear and scrambled into the far back the little way that the crates and tables created. Andropov got onto his knees and held out his hand. "It's okay," he whispered gentally. "I won't hurt you. I promise."

Funny thing about Andropov Jiro noticed. His two years with working with children with Kluke changed his ways about how he felt about children. Since Andropov was raised in a world of killing and pain, he learned quickly (after he joined Kluke) that it wasn't a type of childhood anyone would want. Ever since, he had been trying to make any child's life easier.

The Little Sister glared up at Andropov, his back wide open to any attackers. As far as only she knew, the only one who would ever turn their back for any attackers was her Big Daddy she loved so much; someone who would always protect her. And, to her, Andropov certainly didn't look like a Big Daddy, or a Rosie. He looked like...some kid who happened to end up here.

Andropov wanted to help this girl get away from the world she was forced to live in. He wanted to take her away, and bring her to Kluke's Children's Hospital. He stared into her eyes, and she stared back. He saw fear, pain, and confusion in her eyes, while she saw hope, love, and knowing in his eyes.

"You can trust me," he assured her one last time. She took his hand a brilliant light surrounded her. Jiro gasped and stepped back while Andropov just smiled.

When the light vanished, a much neater, human-looking girl with bright blond hair and beautiful fair skin stood in the Little Sister's place. She was no longer under the spell of the Big Daddy's and whoever who controling them.

She looked over herself in disbelief. She looked back up at Andropov who smiled kindly. She giggled and leapt into his arms. "Thank you!" she sobbed into his shoulder.

Jiro, too, was in disbelief. "You-you-" he stuttered. Andropov nodded as the girl let go and disappeared into a hole in the wall that was neatly designed. "You saved her?"

Andropov nodded.

"Well, that's a real talent," a british-accented voice suddenly rang. Andropov checked the radio before realizing the radio had received any signal in the last ten minutes. "Up here, you duncical morons!"

Andropov and Jiro looked at the nearest high balcony. This room must've been some kind of practice room for something, Jiro pointlessly peiced together. Though, Jiro liked to know things, so I guess it wasn't all that pointless.

"Who are you?" Andropov asked.

"My name is Brigid Tenenbaum," she said. "And what about you?"

"I'm Andropov, and my partner here is Jiro," Andropov yelled over the distance.

Brigid leaned forward a bit. "Andropov?" she repeated. "My, you're the Blue-Haired Angel."