SVX: *Sighs and twiddles thumbs* Dum dee dum dee deet dee doo, Oh Hello are you looking for something? A story? Well you won't find those things here!
MAX: O.o Space this is your story!
SVX: O.O It is really?! Wow well then I guess you can find those things here!
MAX: I get myself fixed up to come back to this airhead?! What was I thinking?!
SVX: Shut up you little bat! You're my muse so start musing!
MAX: Sigh standard disclaimers apply, and no sewing please we only own a few Gundam Wing posters, comics, and like $3.00 in cash so yah.
SVX: ENJOY!!!!!
Willing
Chapter Two
"What do you mean you don't have a Nosedive Flashblade! That's ridiculous I brought him here two weeks ago!" Wildwing's anger was rising as he began to argue with the receptionist ignoring the stares of disapproval he received.
"I'm sorry sir but none of the records state your brother was ever committed to this hospital," said the young woman nervously as she pulled out stacks of folders pointing to several dates and numbers. Wildwing was about to answer when he noticed to the doctor who had worked on Nosedive walking by.
"Dr. Primeaux (pronounced Preem-O) thank the stars, where is Nosedive, this young lady says they have no records of him!" The elderly man looked at Wildwing with a panicked look that soon disappeared to his normal appearance.
"Aw…yes Mr. Flashblade follow me to my office please," said the doctor making a motion with his hand.
"Duke come with me you others stay here," said Wildwing as he followed the doctor. Duke nodded and followed in suit leaving the others in the receptionist room. After several twists and turns through numerous halls they finally arrived in a small room. Wildwing and Duke entered while the Dr. Primeaux sat behind a large desk and folded his arms in front of him.
"Now Mr. Flashblade, what I'm about to tell you will came as quite a shock…"
"What happened to my brother?"
"Your brother hit some complications shortly after you left, we tried to resuscitate him but to no avail, I'm truly sorry Mr. Flashblade there was nothing we could do." Wildwing thought his heart had stopped as he stared at the man in front of him. It couldn't be true, not his baby brother, he couldn't be gone.
"But I just saw him three days ago, why wasn't I contacted," his volume was rising as he began to ask more questions.
"Why, weren't you contacted? Well… uh …you see Mr. Flashblade we…"
"Where's his body?"
"His body…uh…?
"Heh, sounds to me like we aren't getting the truth from the good ol' doc," came Dukes suspicious reply as he eyed the doctor. "Where is Nosedive doc?"
"I told you he passed on and…" the doctor came short as a long blade was rested just below his chin and the cold metal was pressed against his throat. He looked up at the older duck and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.
"He was sent to the S.A.A lab, for the study of your race," he felt his hands become most as he spoke.
"Where is this lab?"
"I don't know," the blade pushed farther into his skin actually drawing blood, "I swear to God I don't know!"
"Duke, he doesn't know, remove your sword," commanded Wildwing as he rested a gloved hand on Duke's arm lowering it. Duke sheathed his sword and glared at the human who was wiping away the blood from under his chin and looking at them with wide eyes. "Come on we need to tell the others and find Nosedive."
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"This is so BOGUS," yelled Nosedive as he pounded on the glass wall that sealed him from his freedom. His side burned with pain and he felt sick to his stomach. He figured he was probably getting sick and was aggravating his wound.
"Now, now Mr. Ducky let us not hurt our selves, Ve will begin zee experiments as soon as ve can, no need in being inpatient," chuckled the man on the other side of the glass as he cleaned various instruments that looked rather painful. Nosedive felt his blood boil and he gritted his teeth ignoring his pain.
"You are sick pally, this is nuts, I have rights you know and…"
"Rights, you think you have rights," he smiled and a long howl of laughter filled the room, "My friend you have no rights, ve can do anything to you and not get into any legal trouble. You have no right in deese country or in any for dat matter." He put down one of the silver tools and walked up to the glass and placed his hand on it smiling at Nosedive. "You are not American citizens, nor are you human or animal, you are not defined in any country constitution, basically my friend you are nothing!" Nosedive punch the glass in front of him causing the man to begin to laugh again before turning his back and continuing his work. Nosedive turned his back to the glass and slid down to a sitting position leaning his head back and resting his arms on his knees.
"Wildwing where are you bro?"
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"I knew this was a bad idea," whispered Tanya as she searched Drake 1's main computer bank for any information on the S.A.A labs that Dr. Primeaux had informed Wildwing as Nosedive's location. She felt her eyes burn and blinked tears forming in her eyes as they desperately tried to moisturize there drying surfaces. She removed her glasses and rubbed slow circles clearing the tears from her eyes. A hand landed on her shoulder and she looked behind her to see Mallory staring at the large computer screen before looking down at her.
"Any luck Tanya," her voice had a slight slant of hope, an unusual emotion for the militaristic duck. It had been at least three days sense they had learned of Nosedive's abduction and none of them had a decent night's sleep. Tanya shook her head solemnly before returning her glasses to their proper place on the bridge of her beak. A short alarm from Drake 1 snapped her from her numb stupor as screens began top pop up in front of her. "Yes, this …uh…. good, better than good, it's …duh GREAT!" She heard Mallory call for the others as she began to read down the several information boxes searching for anything that might give them a clue of Dive's exact location. "No, no, no, oh here's something, 'Secret Alien Analyses labs (S.A.A) discovered in Roswell, New Mexico moved from its current location after its discovery by the locals. New location is to remain undisclosed until specimens can be properly dissected and or studied.' This was a government file that was published in a conspiracy magazine called 'The Lone Gunmen' (1)." Tanya looked at Wildwing as he read the exact same article his brow furrowed with thought. "That still uh doesn't help us, it doesn't disclose the location of the S.A.A labs where they stand today."
"I know Tanya but it is a better lead try searching for Secret Alien Analyses labs this time," ordered Wildwing never taking his eyes off the giant monitor. Tanya nodded and instigated the task with a few quick clicks of the keys. Soon five screens appeared with several government documents and maps of the current laboratory location. Tanya smiled and looked at Wildwing whose expression hadn't changed. "We're on our way baby bro, hang in there."
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Pain was his first rational thought followed by the confusion of when he had actually become unconscious. Nosedive went to move his hand to his pounding head but found it unable to move. Panic filled his head and his eyes burst open only to be blinded by the bright white lights overhead. He squinted until his eyes finally began to adjust to the harsh light and looked at his current position. He was strapped to a large, and cold, metal table with what looked like steel cuffs. His shirt had been disposed of along with the rest of his clothes and only a thin white sheet covered his pelvis. He groaned as the past three days flooded through his head and dreaded what was coming.
"Ah so zee patient is avake, I'd hoped you'd stay unconscious for zee procedure but no matter, now I can see your pain tolerance," the man laughed at his own crude joke as he neared Nosedive, a sterile gray instrument in his hand. Dive noticed how the blade glistened the light indicating just how sharp it was. As the doctor reached his side he looked off to the side and began to utter quietly to a young woman in the room. "Konnten sie mir bitte helfen OP-schwester?" (2)
"Ja, doch Artz," (3) came her soft reply as she walked over beside Nosedive and grabbed a small scalpel from a tin tray. The man pointed to Nosedives upper neck while he fiddled with the instrument.
"Dort," (4) was all he said before the young nurse jabbed the scalpel into Nosedive's neck. He made a small sound of pain as it ripped through him and tears flooded to his eyes. The young nurse began to pull down making a small slit in the side of the Nosedives neck making sure to suction the blood for better visibility. Nosedive couldn't hold back the screams any longer and let one rip from his throat. The doctor only smiled before jamming the small instrument into Nosedives neck and pressing several switches. Any electric pulse ran through Nosedive causing his body to convulse and all feelings and thoughts to shut off. He felt a light numbness before his entire world went black.
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SVX: Well sorry it took so long, but you know how it is. I've had a virus on my computer and it took me forever to get rid of it! It sucked! Any way I hope you liked this part of the story! I hope to have the next one out a lot sooner than this one! R&R!
(1) – This is the newspaper magazine thing that the three computer geeks from the X-Files produce! Hee, hee, hee! ^_~
(2)– German for "Could you please help me nurse
(3)– German for "Yes of course Doctor
(4)- German for "there!"