Aya: Finally, I've got some fun shounen-ai scenes included with this fic.
X: Let me guess, stuff happens to me and then in the end I'm knocked out.
Aya: *Sweatdrop* did you read the story already?
X: No, I'm just guessing.
Vile: Time for some FUN *manic laughter*
Aya: Here goes nothing!
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The Power Within
Chpater 3: The Hunt
"Commander X, are you alright?" Several of the 17th Unit hunters were
heading towards X, who was lying on his back, breathing heavily.
"Yeah, I'm fine." X called out to the hunters as he sat up. He just
finished beating another of the the Maverick's big goons again. He
didn't get a lot of rest the night before, so he was a bit sluggish.
Sluggishness costs you in battle.
X took off his helmet, which was cracked from the fight. His head
was ringing slightly.
"Did you get your ass kicked again?" Someone chided. X looked over
to his right and saw Zero standing there, a amused smirk on his face.
"Precious X, why can't you stop fighting like a girl?"
X immediately jumped to his feet, angrily casting the broken helmet to one
side. "Why are you giving me such a hard time?"
"Because you give your opponets too many openings!" Zero's smirk was
replaced with a neutral expression. "You don't even notice
you're getting pounded while you're trying to sweet talk them out of
being maverick."
X was about to argue back, but a large shadow engulfed both hunters. X
spun around and saw a large maverick about the size of a small home
zeroing in on him. The maverick's hand was headed right for X, who
started to yell something about not having to fight.
"Why?!" X shouted, but the hand did not slow down. The only thing X
had time to do before getting crushed was scream. Everything dissapeared
in a vacum.
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X opened his eyes and breathed heavily. He looked around and saw he was
in the same 10ft by 10ft room. He pushed himself into a sitting postion.
"That dream, again." X whispered to himself. "That was so embarassing."
The events he just dreamed about all happened. That was all he remembered
of the day. Zero was the one who brought him back to hunter's HQ,
unconscious and in several pieces. He didn't like getting beaten and
brused, but he wanted to save anyone he could... even if it cost him his
health.
//My head!// X reached up to his head again and felt the bandage over
the gash. His self repair systems notified him that it was not
completely healed yet since he needed to be hooked up to a recharge device
for optimal regeneration. He looked down next to the bed and found
some knee-high boots next to the bed. X looked around suspiciously again. //These
weren't here before.// X picked them up and examined them. They were
the color of his armor. A coincidence? After a slight debate with
himself, he decided it was better than walking around without shoes.
After putting on the boots, he examined the door, and almost fell over with
shock when he discovered it was unlocked. He slowly pushed the door open,
and glanced around. No signs of any guards or the goon from yesterday.
//This stinks of a set up.// X told himself. //But anything is better
than sticking around.// He headed for the direction he first went
when he was in this hallway. It was deathly quiet. //At least
sneaking around is easier without the large bulky armor.//
Although armorless, and in the strange condition he was in, he
didn't stand much of a chance if he did run into someone.
There was a turn coming up in the hallway. X pressed himself against one of
the walls and slowly moved his head to look around the corner. X's heart
jumped when he saw a glass door leading outside at the end of the hallway.
That would be his escape route! Although he hadn't planned out exactly
what to do after he got outside, or if opening the door itself would activate
some kind of alarm, this was certainly a step in the right direction.
X was about to make a run for the door when a figure stepped into the hallway,
directly between X and the door. It was Vile, and he was looking directly
at X.
X quickly moved behind the wall again. He could feel the burning panic rising
in his throat. He couldn't take out the guard yesterday, so he didn't stand
a chance against Vile.
//Maybe he didn't see me.// X told himself.
Then he heard footsteps... they were getting louder, and louder. X looked
down the hallway he was in, and there were no turn off to hide in except
for the room he was being held in.
X broke into a run for his cell. Vile might decide he was too much of a
liabily and kill him without a second thought. Unfortunately, his cell
was at the other end of a long hallway, a good 60 feet from where he was
now. X willed himself to run faster.
Then it happened again. His legs turned to the consistancy of jello
and he tripped, landing painfully on his elbows and stomach.
//No, not now!// X thought to himself as he tried to get back up.
His arms and legs refused to move. Now he was lying helplessly on his stomach
on in the hallway. If Vile looked down this hallway, he would notice
him for sure. X closed his eyes. He had failed again. When he
opened his eyes again, he saw Vile's purple boots. //How did
he get there so fast?!//
Vile picked X up off his feet and leaned X against the wall.
"Out for a walk?" Vile asked, with a playful tone.
"What if I am?" X said defiantly. Some feeling was coming back to his
arms and legs, which was a good sign. "What did you do to me anyway?"
X narrowed his eyes. "It has something to do with that surenge, doesn't
it?"
Vile laughed, which slightly echoed inside his helmet. "Yes, yes it does."
The maverick moved closer towards X. "Any objections?"
"Does it matter?" X tried to inch sideways, but his legs hadn't fully
recovered and he started to lose his footing again. Vile caught the
hunter as he fell and now the two looked like they were in the middle
of a tango. X's eyes widened. Even without seeing the maverick's face
he could tell Vile was looking at him... differently. X started to push
Vile away, but the maverick grasped his wrist.
"Still trying to run? Should I just let you fall?" Vile brought X's wrist,
palm first, up to his face and blew a cold breath on it. X immediately
tried to pull his wrist away, but his urgency to escape was replaced with
a wave of fatigue.
Vile stood X up again and pressed him against the wall. Vile was only
holding onto X's wrist, but the hunter did not run.
//So beautiful.// Vile thought as he looked into X's emerald eyes. With
a click, Vile removed his helmet.
X's attention snapped back into focus at the sight. Vile's hair was the
same color as his eyes, a sparkling violet. Aside from the hair and eye
color, Vile had a striking resembalnce to...
"Zero?" X said in confusion. He quickly caught himself and looked away
from Vile. He hadn't meant to say that out loud.
"What?" It was Vile's turn to look confused. X looked up at Vile again,
and realized he was wrong. The reason Vile reminded him of Zero is
because both of them had the same other-worldly beauty.
"Nothing." X muttered. It was then he realized Vile was even closer
to him than before. His hand was pinned above his head by Vile's grip
making it hard for X to move without bending his arm in a painful way.
"What did you want with me anyway?" X asked angrily. "Are you just
enjoying a game of cat and mouse?"
"Actually.... yes..." Vile's voice trailed off as he narrowed his
eyes slightly. "And now... I've caught you." Vile was already leaning
so close against X that he only had to tilt his head slightly to
press his lips against X's.
X let out a muffled scream, and started to push Vile off. He knew Vile was
only toying with him. X continued his attempts to free himself, as futile
as he knew they were. Vile did not budge against X's resitance, and continued
the soft kiss. Vile felt a small shiver from X's lips, then the smaller reploid's
body went limp. Vile finally broke the kiss and saw the drug had taken
effect again. He lowered X's arm and the hunter fell into Vile's arms.
X was still awake, but he was starting to black out.
//"The first drug, code named SP-1 reacts to adrealine." The scientist,
Alice explained to Vile. "When the active cells detect adrealine, it
suppresses it, and, instead, releases a dopeamine. This should work
well against someone you're trying to keep in line. Nothing happens
until they try to fight."
"How long does this last?" Vile asked.
"Until you use the antidote. The beauty of the active cells is that they
fight off the immune system as well, so it should last as long as you need
them." //
"This won't be fun if you're sleeping, X." Vile whispered. The picked
X up, took a moment to cradle the smaller reploid in his arms, and carried
the hunter back into the cell.
He laid X down onto the bed and studied him. X was getting more
alert now, but was still in a daze. Vile brushed X's brown
hair aside, bringing X's attention back to the maverick. X let out
a frightened gasp as he realized where he was again.
"You're cute, even when you're jumpy." Vile eyes glinted. X remained
stationary, but his face was red with anger. He was mad at Vile for
toying with him, but he was furious with himself for not being able
to fight back properly. His anger was replaced with disbelief when
Vile started to remove his armor. The maverick took off each piece and
carefully set them aside.
"Wha...what do you think you're doing?" X stammered. Before he could
ask another question, Vile was on the bed with him. X looked at the
armorless maverick, and admired the finely scuplted body. //X!// He chided
himself, //He's a _maverick_//. His attention quickly returned to Vile
when the maverick rolled on top of X.
"You're even cuter, though, when you're scared." Vile said in a barely
audible voice. Fed up this game, and balled up his right
fist. Before X could connect with Vile's face, though, the maverick
caught X's wrist and pressed his lips against X's. X did not struggle, and, for
a short moment, allowed himself to enjoy the Vile's soft lips on his own.
It had been awhile since anyone kissed him like this. He was always
so busy with his job...so engulfed with pain and destruction...wasn't
he just looking for love?
Then he saw Vile's satisfied smile and started to push back again.
"Why are you still struggling?" Vile asked evenly. "Didn't you like
that kiss?"
"You just want to get to my head." X yelled. "You just want to ...have me...
you don't care about me at all."
"But I do care, X." Vile planted kisses on X's neck. "I've been waiting
for this... ever since we first met." Vile rubbed his cheek against X's face
as he purred in his ear. "Why do you think I wanted to turn you maverick?
I wanted you here by my side... forever."
"But that's just it, Vile." X said solemly. He had stopped struggling, and
stared at the ceiling with sad, tired eyes. "You're just like everyone else..."
Vile turned his head slightly and saw a tear roll from X's eyes. "No one really
loves me. They just... want to... posess me."
Vile had not imagined this reaction. X seemed to be trapped in his own world.
He had stopped responding to Vile's presence. The pillow X was lying on was
stained by the hunter's tears. Vile got up and put his armor back on. He
looked back down at X, who continued to stare sadly into space. Vile couldn't
stand X being in such pain, so he took the scrambler from his pocket compartment
and placed it against X's temple. The light faded from X's eyes, and he slowly
closed them. The tortured expression, though, remained on X's face.
//Does he really think like that?// Vile thought sadly as he brushed the tears
away from the hunter's face. //What can I do?//
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Mob Member 1: HEY! The clothes are still on!
Mob Member 2: Yeah! You promised us some goods! Now deliver!
Aya: HEY! I told you I'm still kinda new at this! I'm already embarassed
enough I'm churing out such corny love scenes! I'm really sorry
they're badly written... it was really hard thinking up the right
words...that doesn't ruin the mood.... I think I ruined it anyway. Sorry!
X: Big surprise, I'm unconscious.
Vile: Will you stop talking about that, X-ey poo?
X: That depends on how you're planning on stopping me. *wink*
*Vile and X run off, hand in hand into the custodian closet. Muffled
laughter and clanks of armor can be heard.*
Aya: Uh... if you're looking for stuff, check the closet!
X: Let me guess, stuff happens to me and then in the end I'm knocked out.
Aya: *Sweatdrop* did you read the story already?
X: No, I'm just guessing.
Vile: Time for some FUN *manic laughter*
Aya: Here goes nothing!
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The Power Within
Chpater 3: The Hunt
"Commander X, are you alright?" Several of the 17th Unit hunters were
heading towards X, who was lying on his back, breathing heavily.
"Yeah, I'm fine." X called out to the hunters as he sat up. He just
finished beating another of the the Maverick's big goons again. He
didn't get a lot of rest the night before, so he was a bit sluggish.
Sluggishness costs you in battle.
X took off his helmet, which was cracked from the fight. His head
was ringing slightly.
"Did you get your ass kicked again?" Someone chided. X looked over
to his right and saw Zero standing there, a amused smirk on his face.
"Precious X, why can't you stop fighting like a girl?"
X immediately jumped to his feet, angrily casting the broken helmet to one
side. "Why are you giving me such a hard time?"
"Because you give your opponets too many openings!" Zero's smirk was
replaced with a neutral expression. "You don't even notice
you're getting pounded while you're trying to sweet talk them out of
being maverick."
X was about to argue back, but a large shadow engulfed both hunters. X
spun around and saw a large maverick about the size of a small home
zeroing in on him. The maverick's hand was headed right for X, who
started to yell something about not having to fight.
"Why?!" X shouted, but the hand did not slow down. The only thing X
had time to do before getting crushed was scream. Everything dissapeared
in a vacum.
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X opened his eyes and breathed heavily. He looked around and saw he was
in the same 10ft by 10ft room. He pushed himself into a sitting postion.
"That dream, again." X whispered to himself. "That was so embarassing."
The events he just dreamed about all happened. That was all he remembered
of the day. Zero was the one who brought him back to hunter's HQ,
unconscious and in several pieces. He didn't like getting beaten and
brused, but he wanted to save anyone he could... even if it cost him his
health.
//My head!// X reached up to his head again and felt the bandage over
the gash. His self repair systems notified him that it was not
completely healed yet since he needed to be hooked up to a recharge device
for optimal regeneration. He looked down next to the bed and found
some knee-high boots next to the bed. X looked around suspiciously again. //These
weren't here before.// X picked them up and examined them. They were
the color of his armor. A coincidence? After a slight debate with
himself, he decided it was better than walking around without shoes.
After putting on the boots, he examined the door, and almost fell over with
shock when he discovered it was unlocked. He slowly pushed the door open,
and glanced around. No signs of any guards or the goon from yesterday.
//This stinks of a set up.// X told himself. //But anything is better
than sticking around.// He headed for the direction he first went
when he was in this hallway. It was deathly quiet. //At least
sneaking around is easier without the large bulky armor.//
Although armorless, and in the strange condition he was in, he
didn't stand much of a chance if he did run into someone.
There was a turn coming up in the hallway. X pressed himself against one of
the walls and slowly moved his head to look around the corner. X's heart
jumped when he saw a glass door leading outside at the end of the hallway.
That would be his escape route! Although he hadn't planned out exactly
what to do after he got outside, or if opening the door itself would activate
some kind of alarm, this was certainly a step in the right direction.
X was about to make a run for the door when a figure stepped into the hallway,
directly between X and the door. It was Vile, and he was looking directly
at X.
X quickly moved behind the wall again. He could feel the burning panic rising
in his throat. He couldn't take out the guard yesterday, so he didn't stand
a chance against Vile.
//Maybe he didn't see me.// X told himself.
Then he heard footsteps... they were getting louder, and louder. X looked
down the hallway he was in, and there were no turn off to hide in except
for the room he was being held in.
X broke into a run for his cell. Vile might decide he was too much of a
liabily and kill him without a second thought. Unfortunately, his cell
was at the other end of a long hallway, a good 60 feet from where he was
now. X willed himself to run faster.
Then it happened again. His legs turned to the consistancy of jello
and he tripped, landing painfully on his elbows and stomach.
//No, not now!// X thought to himself as he tried to get back up.
His arms and legs refused to move. Now he was lying helplessly on his stomach
on in the hallway. If Vile looked down this hallway, he would notice
him for sure. X closed his eyes. He had failed again. When he
opened his eyes again, he saw Vile's purple boots. //How did
he get there so fast?!//
Vile picked X up off his feet and leaned X against the wall.
"Out for a walk?" Vile asked, with a playful tone.
"What if I am?" X said defiantly. Some feeling was coming back to his
arms and legs, which was a good sign. "What did you do to me anyway?"
X narrowed his eyes. "It has something to do with that surenge, doesn't
it?"
Vile laughed, which slightly echoed inside his helmet. "Yes, yes it does."
The maverick moved closer towards X. "Any objections?"
"Does it matter?" X tried to inch sideways, but his legs hadn't fully
recovered and he started to lose his footing again. Vile caught the
hunter as he fell and now the two looked like they were in the middle
of a tango. X's eyes widened. Even without seeing the maverick's face
he could tell Vile was looking at him... differently. X started to push
Vile away, but the maverick grasped his wrist.
"Still trying to run? Should I just let you fall?" Vile brought X's wrist,
palm first, up to his face and blew a cold breath on it. X immediately
tried to pull his wrist away, but his urgency to escape was replaced with
a wave of fatigue.
Vile stood X up again and pressed him against the wall. Vile was only
holding onto X's wrist, but the hunter did not run.
//So beautiful.// Vile thought as he looked into X's emerald eyes. With
a click, Vile removed his helmet.
X's attention snapped back into focus at the sight. Vile's hair was the
same color as his eyes, a sparkling violet. Aside from the hair and eye
color, Vile had a striking resembalnce to...
"Zero?" X said in confusion. He quickly caught himself and looked away
from Vile. He hadn't meant to say that out loud.
"What?" It was Vile's turn to look confused. X looked up at Vile again,
and realized he was wrong. The reason Vile reminded him of Zero is
because both of them had the same other-worldly beauty.
"Nothing." X muttered. It was then he realized Vile was even closer
to him than before. His hand was pinned above his head by Vile's grip
making it hard for X to move without bending his arm in a painful way.
"What did you want with me anyway?" X asked angrily. "Are you just
enjoying a game of cat and mouse?"
"Actually.... yes..." Vile's voice trailed off as he narrowed his
eyes slightly. "And now... I've caught you." Vile was already leaning
so close against X that he only had to tilt his head slightly to
press his lips against X's.
X let out a muffled scream, and started to push Vile off. He knew Vile was
only toying with him. X continued his attempts to free himself, as futile
as he knew they were. Vile did not budge against X's resitance, and continued
the soft kiss. Vile felt a small shiver from X's lips, then the smaller reploid's
body went limp. Vile finally broke the kiss and saw the drug had taken
effect again. He lowered X's arm and the hunter fell into Vile's arms.
X was still awake, but he was starting to black out.
//"The first drug, code named SP-1 reacts to adrealine." The scientist,
Alice explained to Vile. "When the active cells detect adrealine, it
suppresses it, and, instead, releases a dopeamine. This should work
well against someone you're trying to keep in line. Nothing happens
until they try to fight."
"How long does this last?" Vile asked.
"Until you use the antidote. The beauty of the active cells is that they
fight off the immune system as well, so it should last as long as you need
them." //
"This won't be fun if you're sleeping, X." Vile whispered. The picked
X up, took a moment to cradle the smaller reploid in his arms, and carried
the hunter back into the cell.
He laid X down onto the bed and studied him. X was getting more
alert now, but was still in a daze. Vile brushed X's brown
hair aside, bringing X's attention back to the maverick. X let out
a frightened gasp as he realized where he was again.
"You're cute, even when you're jumpy." Vile eyes glinted. X remained
stationary, but his face was red with anger. He was mad at Vile for
toying with him, but he was furious with himself for not being able
to fight back properly. His anger was replaced with disbelief when
Vile started to remove his armor. The maverick took off each piece and
carefully set them aside.
"Wha...what do you think you're doing?" X stammered. Before he could
ask another question, Vile was on the bed with him. X looked at the
armorless maverick, and admired the finely scuplted body. //X!// He chided
himself, //He's a _maverick_//. His attention quickly returned to Vile
when the maverick rolled on top of X.
"You're even cuter, though, when you're scared." Vile said in a barely
audible voice. Fed up this game, and balled up his right
fist. Before X could connect with Vile's face, though, the maverick
caught X's wrist and pressed his lips against X's. X did not struggle, and, for
a short moment, allowed himself to enjoy the Vile's soft lips on his own.
It had been awhile since anyone kissed him like this. He was always
so busy with his job...so engulfed with pain and destruction...wasn't
he just looking for love?
Then he saw Vile's satisfied smile and started to push back again.
"Why are you still struggling?" Vile asked evenly. "Didn't you like
that kiss?"
"You just want to get to my head." X yelled. "You just want to ...have me...
you don't care about me at all."
"But I do care, X." Vile planted kisses on X's neck. "I've been waiting
for this... ever since we first met." Vile rubbed his cheek against X's face
as he purred in his ear. "Why do you think I wanted to turn you maverick?
I wanted you here by my side... forever."
"But that's just it, Vile." X said solemly. He had stopped struggling, and
stared at the ceiling with sad, tired eyes. "You're just like everyone else..."
Vile turned his head slightly and saw a tear roll from X's eyes. "No one really
loves me. They just... want to... posess me."
Vile had not imagined this reaction. X seemed to be trapped in his own world.
He had stopped responding to Vile's presence. The pillow X was lying on was
stained by the hunter's tears. Vile got up and put his armor back on. He
looked back down at X, who continued to stare sadly into space. Vile couldn't
stand X being in such pain, so he took the scrambler from his pocket compartment
and placed it against X's temple. The light faded from X's eyes, and he slowly
closed them. The tortured expression, though, remained on X's face.
//Does he really think like that?// Vile thought sadly as he brushed the tears
away from the hunter's face. //What can I do?//
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Mob Member 1: HEY! The clothes are still on!
Mob Member 2: Yeah! You promised us some goods! Now deliver!
Aya: HEY! I told you I'm still kinda new at this! I'm already embarassed
enough I'm churing out such corny love scenes! I'm really sorry
they're badly written... it was really hard thinking up the right
words...that doesn't ruin the mood.... I think I ruined it anyway. Sorry!
X: Big surprise, I'm unconscious.
Vile: Will you stop talking about that, X-ey poo?
X: That depends on how you're planning on stopping me. *wink*
*Vile and X run off, hand in hand into the custodian closet. Muffled
laughter and clanks of armor can be heard.*
Aya: Uh... if you're looking for stuff, check the closet!