Welcome to my first posting on ffn. Don't run away, you might like it.
Some warnings first:
1) Yes, I do have the Episode Zero graphic novel, I know about Odin Lowe.
2) I've seen Akira, so mind the gore
3) Excuse the rants of a Heero fan at the end of each chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own GW. Sue me and I'll gratefully give you my little sister.
Jagu-jin: Alien Past
Earth, former south-west US, AC 183,14 years ago (dun dun dun...)
"Will Dr. Sinclare report to the observatory immediately. Will Dr. Sinclare report to the observatory immediately."
A grizzled brown haired man looked up from his desk and the papers upon it, cursing the intercom again and again. Didn't those fools know just how important his work was? Apparently not if they were using that siren of an intercom.
The old man got up from his chair in a huff, picked up his cane and limped to the door and out it, going to the right in the way of the observatory. He wondered what it was this time that the other scientists couldn't do by themselves. He walked by one of the rare windows in the government building and looked out it, something streaking by his vision in the sky it showed. Dr. Sinclare's eyes widened as a streak of fire flew across the night.
Then crashed into the desert sand, an explosion seen by the observatory, two hundred miles away.
Earth, Sanc Kingdom, AC 197, present
The boy known only as Heero Yuy sat straight up in bed after another sleepless night. Gasping for breath and covered in cold sweat was how he had woken up for the past month, since the nightmares started.
Submerged in green liquid, wires and tubes everywhere. High-tech machines all around him, figures in lab coats looking at him and taking notes on clipboards. The glass containing him and the ooze would break and the figures would run, sirens and lights would sound, then more figures with some type of firearm would run in and....
He would wake up.
Heero got out of bed, wearing his usual spandex shorts, and walked to the bathroom. Passing by the mirror, he stopped.
Something was wrong. His eyes were all wrong. Some freakish feline eyes looked back at him in place of his cobalt ones.
Just what the hell was going on?
Some warnings first:
1) Yes, I do have the Episode Zero graphic novel, I know about Odin Lowe.
2) I've seen Akira, so mind the gore
3) Excuse the rants of a Heero fan at the end of each chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own GW. Sue me and I'll gratefully give you my little sister.
Jagu-jin: Alien Past
Earth, former south-west US, AC 183,14 years ago (dun dun dun...)
"Will Dr. Sinclare report to the observatory immediately. Will Dr. Sinclare report to the observatory immediately."
A grizzled brown haired man looked up from his desk and the papers upon it, cursing the intercom again and again. Didn't those fools know just how important his work was? Apparently not if they were using that siren of an intercom.
The old man got up from his chair in a huff, picked up his cane and limped to the door and out it, going to the right in the way of the observatory. He wondered what it was this time that the other scientists couldn't do by themselves. He walked by one of the rare windows in the government building and looked out it, something streaking by his vision in the sky it showed. Dr. Sinclare's eyes widened as a streak of fire flew across the night.
Then crashed into the desert sand, an explosion seen by the observatory, two hundred miles away.
Earth, Sanc Kingdom, AC 197, present
The boy known only as Heero Yuy sat straight up in bed after another sleepless night. Gasping for breath and covered in cold sweat was how he had woken up for the past month, since the nightmares started.
Submerged in green liquid, wires and tubes everywhere. High-tech machines all around him, figures in lab coats looking at him and taking notes on clipboards. The glass containing him and the ooze would break and the figures would run, sirens and lights would sound, then more figures with some type of firearm would run in and....
He would wake up.
Heero got out of bed, wearing his usual spandex shorts, and walked to the bathroom. Passing by the mirror, he stopped.
Something was wrong. His eyes were all wrong. Some freakish feline eyes looked back at him in place of his cobalt ones.
Just what the hell was going on?