Dead Rising - Part V (The Rise of Sisterly Love)
Disclaimer: I own none of Gundam wing. I do own Jabre, Heero's sister, and the original Blackbird, not the amnesic.
::I can't move. I can't breathe. I'm dead, or will be soon. Heh, the great Marissana, killed by her assignment.:: Suddenly the girl so near death felt a great shock within her mind. ::My name is Stacey Lowe, and my brother really is Odin Lowe Junior who now calls himself Heero Yuy. That would be why it was so easy to ingratiate myself with him, he still re- ahhh!:: The pain in Stacey Lowe's head knocked her out.
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"Blast!" yelled a man from behind the desk. "The chip in 09, just shut down. Why?" His fingers got a read out of the life systems with in Stacey Lowe. She had been shot just to the right of her heart. The bullet was stuck between heart and lung.
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::Alright. I'm alive, but can I move?:: The Raven-one thought as she lay on the ground. She slowly began to move and stretch. She looked around, the blast had thrown her far from the fighting, and on into the woods. She slowly stood and noticed her left arm was dangling at an odd angle.
::It's broken.:: She thought as she walked over to a tree. ::This will hurt, and I might not get it right, but -:: Just as the Raven-one was about to set her own upper arm, she heard a moan from near by in the woods.
"Is someone there?" the Raven-one called. Her only answer was an agonized moan. She followed the sound until she found a young woman, slightly older than herself, laying on the ground surrounded in a pool of her own blood.
::This could be a trap. No on e could lose that much blood and still be alive.:: thought the Raven-one as she cautiously approached the girl.
"Mmmmmmmmmuh," the groan rang out again. ::Someone's here I know it. If I could just speak or move.:: Stacey thought.
::The face and hair. Something is entirely familiar about it. The color, the way it falls… I don't know but, she might be the key to my identity.:: The raven-one looked at her watch and knew she had to get back to the Safe House, so she did what she could for both herself and the girl, before half-dragging, half carrying the girl away towards the Safe House.
"Ok, that's the last of the bombs," Jabre said as he turned the van around. "Now I need to get back." Jabre continued driving down the road. Suddenly he slammed on the breaks as two figures stumbled into the road. When he saw the one standing had long black hair he realized it was his friend.
"Rei! What happened?" he said as he walked up to her. He tried to help her back to the car, but she wouldn't let go of the bundle that began under her right arm and extended about three feet on the ground behind her. "Just let that thing go."
"It's not a," the raven-one stopped. She was quite out of breath. "thing. It's." after walking through the woods for hours the dragger had grown very tired and the victim had stopped moaning. "It's a woman, or at least it was."
"Well lay her out," Jabre said with a disgusted look. "You and your compassion."
The raven-one shook her head. "No," she said. "It wasn't compassion that made me save her… She just looked so familiar that…"
Jabre stretched the person out while the raven-one sat by. He tested the tangled body for pulse and breath, and at last proclaimed she lived. "Now let's get you both up the Rebel hospital. There will be so many critical people and busted arms no one will mind two more.
"It's really too bad about that new pilot," Duo said as they sat sewing and bandaging each other up. "We could have used his help, but no. He had to get himself done in, and in the first battle. Duo shook his head. "The stupidity of some pilots!"
"Well, well. It seems we can no longer predict the moves of our allies my dear wife," Zechs said as she scrolled damage reports on one window, and the casualty lists on the other.
"It seems so, but from the ramblings of some of the patients it seems," Noin was cut off as Zechs replied.
"That other, new, Gundam was involved," Noin looked up and met his eyes. "So who is it?" he murmured.
"I wish I know. I really wish I knew," she said quietly.
At the hospital the two girls received care; however, they were not admitted. "Gun shot to the chest. Critical condition. Probably in shock." As they wheeled the two girls away from Jabre he found a corner of the waiting room to wait for news of his young friend and her new doll.
She just doesn't know when to stop! He thought to himself, I'm not taking that girl thing home!
After three hours in surgery the nurse came out feeling glad. They had saved the gunshot victim. Wait a minute! She thought in a panic, How in the middle of a mobile suit battle, would one acquire a gun shot wound? That is most curious, I must ask The General, he should be in recovery room 2A. She walked down the hall to the correct room and quietly slipped in. "General Yuy?" she asked.
"Yes?" he said with out looking up from his laptop. "Make it quick."
"Would it be possible for a gunshot wound to have been received in the last battle?" she asked the man.
"No," he said as he finally looked up. "Why?"
"A particularly gruesome one was brought in. The girl"
"What? Where was she shot?" Heero cut the wearied nurse off.
"Very near the heart. In a normal body it would have killed her, but hers was slightly shifted around.
"Will she make it?" Heero asked sharply.
"Yes. She will," The nurse said before leaving the room quickly.
Blast! Heero thought, It has to be my sister! No one else would have been in a position to be shot with a regular bullet! Heero closed the laptop and made his was to the nurse's station. I always finish what I start, he thought fiercely. She will be dead by the end of the day!
Ok ok ok, short, but… well, I thought it might be a nice place to stop…..
~Mel
Disclaimer: I own none of Gundam wing. I do own Jabre, Heero's sister, and the original Blackbird, not the amnesic.
::I can't move. I can't breathe. I'm dead, or will be soon. Heh, the great Marissana, killed by her assignment.:: Suddenly the girl so near death felt a great shock within her mind. ::My name is Stacey Lowe, and my brother really is Odin Lowe Junior who now calls himself Heero Yuy. That would be why it was so easy to ingratiate myself with him, he still re- ahhh!:: The pain in Stacey Lowe's head knocked her out.
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"Blast!" yelled a man from behind the desk. "The chip in 09, just shut down. Why?" His fingers got a read out of the life systems with in Stacey Lowe. She had been shot just to the right of her heart. The bullet was stuck between heart and lung.
===============================================================
::Alright. I'm alive, but can I move?:: The Raven-one thought as she lay on the ground. She slowly began to move and stretch. She looked around, the blast had thrown her far from the fighting, and on into the woods. She slowly stood and noticed her left arm was dangling at an odd angle.
::It's broken.:: She thought as she walked over to a tree. ::This will hurt, and I might not get it right, but -:: Just as the Raven-one was about to set her own upper arm, she heard a moan from near by in the woods.
"Is someone there?" the Raven-one called. Her only answer was an agonized moan. She followed the sound until she found a young woman, slightly older than herself, laying on the ground surrounded in a pool of her own blood.
::This could be a trap. No on e could lose that much blood and still be alive.:: thought the Raven-one as she cautiously approached the girl.
"Mmmmmmmmmuh," the groan rang out again. ::Someone's here I know it. If I could just speak or move.:: Stacey thought.
::The face and hair. Something is entirely familiar about it. The color, the way it falls… I don't know but, she might be the key to my identity.:: The raven-one looked at her watch and knew she had to get back to the Safe House, so she did what she could for both herself and the girl, before half-dragging, half carrying the girl away towards the Safe House.
"Ok, that's the last of the bombs," Jabre said as he turned the van around. "Now I need to get back." Jabre continued driving down the road. Suddenly he slammed on the breaks as two figures stumbled into the road. When he saw the one standing had long black hair he realized it was his friend.
"Rei! What happened?" he said as he walked up to her. He tried to help her back to the car, but she wouldn't let go of the bundle that began under her right arm and extended about three feet on the ground behind her. "Just let that thing go."
"It's not a," the raven-one stopped. She was quite out of breath. "thing. It's." after walking through the woods for hours the dragger had grown very tired and the victim had stopped moaning. "It's a woman, or at least it was."
"Well lay her out," Jabre said with a disgusted look. "You and your compassion."
The raven-one shook her head. "No," she said. "It wasn't compassion that made me save her… She just looked so familiar that…"
Jabre stretched the person out while the raven-one sat by. He tested the tangled body for pulse and breath, and at last proclaimed she lived. "Now let's get you both up the Rebel hospital. There will be so many critical people and busted arms no one will mind two more.
"It's really too bad about that new pilot," Duo said as they sat sewing and bandaging each other up. "We could have used his help, but no. He had to get himself done in, and in the first battle. Duo shook his head. "The stupidity of some pilots!"
"Well, well. It seems we can no longer predict the moves of our allies my dear wife," Zechs said as she scrolled damage reports on one window, and the casualty lists on the other.
"It seems so, but from the ramblings of some of the patients it seems," Noin was cut off as Zechs replied.
"That other, new, Gundam was involved," Noin looked up and met his eyes. "So who is it?" he murmured.
"I wish I know. I really wish I knew," she said quietly.
At the hospital the two girls received care; however, they were not admitted. "Gun shot to the chest. Critical condition. Probably in shock." As they wheeled the two girls away from Jabre he found a corner of the waiting room to wait for news of his young friend and her new doll.
She just doesn't know when to stop! He thought to himself, I'm not taking that girl thing home!
After three hours in surgery the nurse came out feeling glad. They had saved the gunshot victim. Wait a minute! She thought in a panic, How in the middle of a mobile suit battle, would one acquire a gun shot wound? That is most curious, I must ask The General, he should be in recovery room 2A. She walked down the hall to the correct room and quietly slipped in. "General Yuy?" she asked.
"Yes?" he said with out looking up from his laptop. "Make it quick."
"Would it be possible for a gunshot wound to have been received in the last battle?" she asked the man.
"No," he said as he finally looked up. "Why?"
"A particularly gruesome one was brought in. The girl"
"What? Where was she shot?" Heero cut the wearied nurse off.
"Very near the heart. In a normal body it would have killed her, but hers was slightly shifted around.
"Will she make it?" Heero asked sharply.
"Yes. She will," The nurse said before leaving the room quickly.
Blast! Heero thought, It has to be my sister! No one else would have been in a position to be shot with a regular bullet! Heero closed the laptop and made his was to the nurse's station. I always finish what I start, he thought fiercely. She will be dead by the end of the day!
Ok ok ok, short, but… well, I thought it might be a nice place to stop…..
~Mel
