Get of Fenris
Chapter Six: Angel
"I hate you, Yugo!! I hate you I hate you I HATE YOU!!!" Those harsh words rang through Yugo's ears as he stared into the picture of Alice on the desk. Fang stayed in the lounge, playing poker with Kenji. The 18-year-old ninja looked into Fang's face, his eyebrow raised. "What's wrong?" "I can't help but worry about Yugo." Fang took a card from the pile. "But also I can't help but wonder how that rabbit girl got so Wyrm-tainted that fast." "Really? How long does it take to get that tainted for a Garou to go stark-hopping mad?" "It doesn't take much, but it's a slow, drawn process." Kenji drew another card, but the lounge door opened and in stepped Uriko wearing her school track meet outfit. "Kenji..." She spoke in a pitiful, low voice. "What's wrong, Uriko?" "I found this in Sammy's gym locker." Uriko handed Kenji a hyperdermic needle, suddenly without hesitation, Fang's eyes were wolf-like and he was snarling and backing away from the needle. Kenji looked at the contents in the vial and came to a quick conclusion. "Liquid Wyrm-taint!!!" "What?!?" Kenji looked up at Uriko, then at Fang. "Is it possible that Alice was injected with this to get her that way?" "It's possible." Fang responded from clear across the room. "We gotta tell Yugo!!!"
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"Ughn..." Long shifted in his sleep, he broke into a cold sweat, Basara placed another rag on Long's forehead. "You'll be okay." Basara whispered softly, his delicate fingers stroked Long's hair. "I managed to get the taint out of the wound." "You're the angel in my dreams." Long looked into Basara's beautiful face. Basara smiled a gentle smile and ran the rag against Long's sweaty forehead. "Rest." "What is your name, angel?" "My name is Basara." "Such a pretty name." Long's exhaustion was catching up to him again, he extended his arm to reach for Basara's face. The slender young man put Long's hand back at his side and patted it. "You'll be okay, mister." "Basara?" "Yes?" He placed another pillow under Long's head and smiled down at him. "I saw you and Brad kissing at the moot a week ago." "R-really? Not that I..." "It's okay." Long smiled up at him understandably. "I know you love him." "You're not at all sickened at that?" "No." Long shook his head and coughed. "I think it's very lovely." "Y-you do?" "Yes." "Thank-you." Basara smiled sweetly, but then the doors bursted open and three guards stood there. "Your holiness!!!" "What's wrong??" "We're under attack!!! A mechanical monster just infiltrated the temple and its' heading this way!!!" Before the guards could move out, they were all evicerated by metal claws. Standing on their corpses was a red mole robot with a drill-nose and metal claws dripping with Khan blood. It fired off a round of missiles, blowing Long into the next room. "TARGET SPOTTED: KILL KHAN PRIEST!!!" The robot spoke in a mechanical voice. Basara leapt out of the way of flying claws, he tumbled to the ground, getting his silken robes ruined. He bound to his feet and grabbed the bo staff on the wall. He twirled it around and catapolted off of it and onto the Iron Mole. It tried to get Basara off, but the Khan went to work in ripping its' wires out. The Iron Mole staggered a bit and with its' voice, it activated the self-destruct sequence. Basara gasped, running for the room with Long in it, but Long had already taken off. The trail of blood lead to the pond out back. He ran in that direction, but the Iron Mole shot off its' claws, getting Basara dead in the back. He let out a soft but deadening gasp as he fell into the lily pond below. The Iron Mole laughed a sadistic laugh and deactivated the sequence as the wires reattached themselves. It burrowed into the ground and vanished from sight.
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Brad rushed into the temple upon seeing the carnage. "Basara!!!" He ran through the ruined and bloodied hallways, calling for his angel. Then he ran into the room where the fight took place. Brad ran to the pond and saw in a pool of blood... "BASARA!!!!!!" Brad leapt into the pool and swam toward him, Basara was face up, the claws in his back. Basara was still alive by some miracle. Brad pulled the claws from his lovely angel's back and threw them to the room. He carried his lover to the room with the pillows and collected his slender, delicate hand in his. "Pull through, my love... pull through." Brad's eyes watered, tears poured down his cheeks. His hands glowed a dim white, the Mage-Garou concentrated his magic in healing his beloved. Basara moaned, the wound was sealing, but he was so drained from the blood loss. He opened his eyes to see Brad looking down at him. "B-brad..." The lovely Khan's lips were a shade of blue. "Shhhhh... Don't talk. Rest." "A metal mole attacked... I don't know where Long went... I tried to..." "It's okay, kitten. Long pulled through, I can feel his lifeforce close." As if on cue, Long jumped out of the pond and into the room with the others. He was limping... BADLY. Brad stood up and wiped his tears away, he covered Basara up in a silk sheet and kissed his cheek. "I will never leave your side again." Brad collected his lover's hand in his and never let go.
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