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Post #207
lets get this tread rolling. Grimgor Ironhide presents... SNAKES IN FLIGHT!
Siting quietly in my seat I gazed out the window watching the sea far below pass like an endless curtain of blue, it was somewhat calming actually, just siting there watching it go by. And calm was something I needed at the moment. Unfortunately it was something I was not really getting. The passenger next to me, a very neat looking man in a suit was talking endlessly into my ear and had been for what seemed like the past few hours. I did not pay him to much mind, the weight of my narrow escape making his cheerful banter an almost welcome souse of distraction to me.
In actuality it had been a somewhat strange flight and the plane was surprisingly crowded considering the low number of passengers that it had taken on. It seemed that, in a bizarre twist First Class had actually been sealed off by some sot of authority, the regualr first class passangers shuffled in with the rest of us.
It made me nervous, there was something fishy going on on the plane, and were it not for my dire circumstances then I would have left immediately when I had heard of it, even if it had meant cutting a hole in the floor and jumping out while reinforcing myself. As it was though there was simply no way. I had barely escaped from England as it was, and it had been this flight or nothing.
Not that I was comfortable with what had happened to First Class. Idly toying with the schematics of a sword that I had recently aquired I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes. I was allmost back to Japan... Almost back home breifly crossed my mind but I pushed it away. Home was with Rin and Saber, not any landmass that I had happend to be born on...
I jolted awake with a lurch so sharp that I nearly hit my head on the seat in front of me, there had been a scream. The rest of the passagers were looking around in confusion as well trying to place the source of the noise, Craining my neck and standing up to gain a better veiw I looked around. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary but that meant little. Frowning deeply I reinforced my ears and closed my eyes listening for any continuation of the sound that had broke the peace.
My eyes jolted open as a strange sound, the noise of hundreds of somethings slithering all around the plane, through the walls and even on the floor suddenly hit my ears. There was something on the plane, something...
"HOLY *$!"
Screams suddenly rang out from all sides as, with a sudden surge what seemed like hundreds of Snakes suddenly pored from the walls and overhead compartments, falling like a living writhing rain on the passengers. Acting on the reflexes that had been instilled in me by years of training with Saber a flung myself clear of the snakes that had burst from my own overhead compartment, landing with a flying roll in the center aisle, crushing the few snakes that had landed that far beneath my weight.
The screaming only got louder as the serpents, acting on some deadly aggression began to bite.
I looked up in mild shock as the talkative man who had sat next to me went down under a mass of hissing serpents.
Quickly tracing the sword I had been contemplating earlier, I slashed two snaked in half as they slithered towards me. As horrifying as the scene was, with my fellow passangers writhing in the trows of death all around me the first thing that went through my head was; WTF? has the Clock Tower really run this far out of ideas?
I stood up quickly and turned towards the passenger nearest to me, he was already covered in snake bites, unfortunate people around him no better off. There was nothing I could do here at least. Looking around one more time I spotted a shrieking girl almost my own age who did not seem to have been bitten yet. Grabbing her and pulling her towards myself I snatched the Snake that was draped over her shoulders and punched it in the face as hard as I could, knocking one of its fangs out and sending it flying into the wall with an audible smack.
Check off #27 on the list of things to do before I die.
Still screaming hysterically the Girl fought me in panic, nearly succeeding in shaking her arm free of my grip, her strength enhanced by the adrenalin that comes from sheer terror. I didn't let her go though, years of training giving me the edge I needed to reel in the panicking girl and pull her along after me as I ran for the forward compartments of the plane. Turning around for a moment I was lucky enough to spot a second snake that was clinging to her and in a lightning fast move I reversed my momentum and grabbed it, pulling it off. With a hiss it struck, sinking its fangs into my arm before I pulled it loose and flung it to the ground, still ruining.
Leaving my compartment and the snakes that had invaded it far behind I fled towards the front of the plane joining what seemed like a panicked rush of people fleeing the other compartments to the relative safety of the frontward section. Releasing the hyperventilating woman I turned back, my eyes sorting through the panicking mass of passengers who had all apparently escaped the initial rush of the serpents. Avalon, I knew, would purge the venom from my body and so I ignored the bite on my hand and worked my way back through the crown trying to get to the front. Before I could help anyone I had to make sure that they would not panic and become part of the danger. I had dropped my sword at some point so I quickly traced another, a straight edged European longsword that fitted well in my hand and held it aloft. I had no idea what was going on but there were people in trouble, and saving people who were in trouble was my job.
"Okay... ah... everybody." I shouted over the noise of the crowd. They fell silent and stopped clamoring, looking up in alarm at the sword in my hand. It was rather awkward, while I had saved a lot of people I had never addressed a crowd like this before and I suddenly felt put on the spot as I stood there.
"Everybody listen up!" I shouted clearing my throat. "I don't think anyone of us know what is going on, but for reasons unknown we have been attacked by snakes. I need everyone to remain cam while the professionals deal with the situation! S everybody stop shouting and stay here while I figure things out."
The crowd did not look calmed by any stretch of the imagination but the speech seemed to have at least stalled the complete panic that had dominated earlier. It would have to do.
Now, the hard part... I was going to have to find a way to deal with the hundreds of snakes that were slithering rampant all over the rear section of the plane. They would not stay there for long, and if somthing did not stop them they would soon find their way to the front where the survivors were crowded. And come to speak of survivors, there was no saying that there were no survivors still in the back... I would need to go back there to find out, but If I did it would leave these people defenseless... I needed a badass black man partner to help me fight these Snakes on a Plane, and preferably a plucky awkward Caucasian hero with a heart of gold to bumble along and save us when all seemed lost.
"What the Hell is going on here!" Rang out through the cabin as the most intimidating black man I had ever seen in my life (Baring Beserker of course) slowly emerged from the first class compartment, holding a gun. He was bald, and wearing all black, with an intense look of utter brain melting intensity in his eye. Behind him stumbled, somewhat awkwardly a rather pasty looking white guy peering over his shoulder nervously.
"Ah!" I said relief and satisfaction filling my voice. "Samuel L Jackson, perfect!"
"Mister I don't know who you are, but I am going to have to ask you to put the sword down before I shoot it out of your hand!" Jackson said giving me a suspicious glare that would have liquefied the ** of a lesser man. Thankfully me experiences in the Grail war had given me resistance enough to endure.
Dropping my sword I held my hands out in front of me in a gesture of submission. "Sorry Mister Jackson, but I needed to quiet the crowd, you understand that there is a swarm of snakes on this plane?"
"I did not. And you will call me Neville Flynn. Federal Agent Neville Flynn."
I nodded carefully. "Well Agent Flynn, we have a lot of people who need our help now. We need to get a plan together, before the snakes overrun this compartment."
"No #$* son." Jackson said looking at me like I was a retard for stating the obvious. "We got to get this plane onto the ground! Now follow me, I take it you know how to use that sword?"
Nodding again I picked it up and followed the man as he made his way towards the back. Things were about to get intense.
Tune in next Omake, when Shirou will team up with special agent Samuel L Jackson to kick some snakes asses.. ON A PLANE!