Tales of the Futures' Sons
Episode One
Chapter Two: Twins of a Nightmare
Light streamed forth from the windows, letting the bare room feel the gentle warmth of the early spring morning. Building was quiet.. Too quiet.
Inside of the large government building, there were huddled masses of bodies, all dead, some beaten until they were nothing more then pieces of black, blue and red meat. Blood dripped from one mouth in particular, while the rest of the face was pale and wore an expression that showed the fear that the poor woman must have felt before she had dies. Both hands were clutching her stomach, concealing the large, gaping wound that exposed her entrails.
Blood was smeared all over the otherwise spotless white walls, and some dents could even be seen where some unfortunate people and crashed into, more then likely mortally wounding the people who were unfortunate enough to have it happen to them. And below each dent was a crumpled mass of charred, smoking carcasses. All throughout the building, in identical rooms, the same scene was repeated. The entire building had been searched for anyone living, and then after they had been found, they were killed.Murdered.
In one room, though, the scene was different.
In the largest room of the building stood to figures, one, a tall, black haired youth and what appeared to be his twin sister, a woman with blonde hair that fell just above her soldiers. They both had sharp, glacier-blue eyes, which held no remorse for they had done, but instead held an evil twinkle that could make even the most callused skin go rigid with fear. The latter wore a simple blue vest and skirt, opting to wear a black shirt and a pair of black stocking underneath, while her brother wore a black shirt and a pair of jeans.
Below them, sitting against the wall with blood trickling down his chin, was an older man, with a gun pointed towards the two. His hands shook in fear and he was becoming paler with each passing second, but he managed to keep a calm, even voice.
"Stay away you two." The two androids smiled in unison, both turning their heads to look at each other. ".Or I'll shoot."
With no more fear then a grown man would show a kitten, the male, Android 17, took a step forward and casually crouched so he was at eye level with the old man. "There, there. We're not here to hurt you." His voice was calm and reassuring as he raised his hand in mock sympathy and stroked the old mans cheek. "We're only hear to help you." An evil looking grin crossed the androids face.
His sister, Android 18, took a few steps closer also, and crouched down by her brother. Her face seemed to be riddled with concern, but her eyes seemed to be sparkling with. Her hand begin to trace a trail of blood that was visible on the mans, burnt, bloody, and exposed arm. She found the cut; a gash that was on his forearm, just above the elbow. It still had glass in it from when he been thrown through a window. She began to rub the gently, but before the man could blink another eye, she had dug her index finger in it and began to twist it inside. The man's eyes and mouth opened at the sudden bolt of pain and his legs began to shake even more violently.
"Tell us what we can do to help you. We want to help you. Why don't you trust us?"
The man had had enough. His finger slowly pulled on the trigger, and before he knew it, Android 17 was flying through the in the air, and landed on a desk, immediately crushing it.
The fear on the man's face diminished somewhat at this, and he quickly turned to face Android 18. "Burn in hell." The gun fired again, and once more, an android flew across the room, landed by her brother. Shakily, the man stood up, his face seeming to be in shock. Could it be that simple? Could the monsters that destroyed most of the city be killed by one bullet? The answer came to him, in the least pleasing manner he could have ever thought of.
As he stared out the window, he felt something in the small of his back, in his stomach, and then he felt something rush up from his throat. The blood felt warm as it filled his mouth. The man just simply let it spill all over his chest. He looked down at the floor and saw something sticking out of his stomach. It appeared be a hand. He looked over his soldier and saw Android 18 beside him. He looked down at her and saw that her arm was buried in his back. More blood came, this time from his nose and ears, and he spoke, in a soft, hoarse voice. "But.I shot.you two.. You.should.. Be--- "
Android 17 cut him off calmly. "Dead? You think one bullet to kill us. It never even penetrated our skin." He dropped a bullet from his hand.
Once more, the old man took a glance down to the hand that was stabbed through his gut. The hand opened up to reveal a golden bullet. With a violent jerk, the hand inside of his abdomen ripped upwards, ripping at the man's entire chest. The two androids looked at the body for a few moments, each grinning. Android 18 picked the body up by the neck and was about to throw it out the window when her brother stopped her.
"18, please, stop."
"What? Why?"
"I just want to see something first."
Android 17 looked over the body until he saw what he found. His hand went to the neck where his sister was holding it; he had liked the bandanna the man was wearing from the first moment he had first seen it. He carefully tied the orange bandanna around his neck, and when finished, asked. "What do you think?"
"Brother," came Android 18's answer, "you have always had the worst taste in fashion."
Android 17 didn't comment, but instead began to pry the gun from out of the man's hand. He slowly looked it up and down, studying every feature it had. It was surly quite remarkable, and pretty, in it's own, unique way. He decided to keep it.
"Can I get rid of this yet?" His sister sounded impatient.
"No, not yet, I need something else." His eyes spotted the belt the man wore.
He pulled the belt from around the man's waist, and was pleased to see that it also had a holster for his new gun. Upon further inspection, he noticed that it was a Red Ribbon belt, and that had a small, leather box that jangled. He opened the box and found more bullets, which he took two out of and placed inside of the gun. "Quick, 18, throw him, high."
His sister did as she was told, and as the body reached an apex, he took aim. There were six loud gunshots, and before the body struck the ground, bits and pieces were ripped off of the body as the bullets passed through the body and nearby buildings. The body landed on a car, crushing the roof and cracking the windshield; a shower of blood and flesh followed it.
The two androids smiled again at this. Without any further words between them, the two stepped out of the building, falling from the twentieth level of the building with an inhuman ease, and landing in the same likeness. They both looked around.
The surrounding area was almost completely covered in blood, and there were dead bodies everywhere. All were all disposed of in similar fashions, both ripped and torn or burned horribly by ki. There were flies everywhere, swarming over the masses of carcasses. Guns were also scattered all over the place, and empty bullet casings covered the ground as much as far as the eye could see. Bullet holes covered most of the building, and cars had been completely destroyed, and were now smoldering in the sunlight. As the two walked on, the dead became more numerous, and the blood heavier. Soldier's bodies soon replaced civilians, and tanks were just as badly damaged as the cars.
The Humans had put up a good fight, albeit a pointless and foolish one. It had only taken the androids minutes to dispose of all the soldiers and rebels, and they came out of it with a little more then scratches.
Both Androids attentions became pricked. He had heard a noise ahead of them, like people were walking towards them.
They turned around, and to their delight, saw a small mass, of roughly seven people, all unarmed, walking calmly towards them, some no more then mere children. But all looked determined, and not the least bit scared. Android 18 cocked her head and smiled a small smile. She knew what they wanted, and by looking over at her brother, she knew he did too. They wanted to fight.Them.
Overhead, the clouds began to mass, and a cold wind swept through the city, rustling bullet shells. In the distance, thunder could be heard, and lightning could be seen. One bolt struck, striking right between the two groups as they stared off at each other. As the dirt and smoke was kicked up, the battle began, with no words passed between them.
Episode One
Chapter Two: Twins of a Nightmare
Light streamed forth from the windows, letting the bare room feel the gentle warmth of the early spring morning. Building was quiet.. Too quiet.
Inside of the large government building, there were huddled masses of bodies, all dead, some beaten until they were nothing more then pieces of black, blue and red meat. Blood dripped from one mouth in particular, while the rest of the face was pale and wore an expression that showed the fear that the poor woman must have felt before she had dies. Both hands were clutching her stomach, concealing the large, gaping wound that exposed her entrails.
Blood was smeared all over the otherwise spotless white walls, and some dents could even be seen where some unfortunate people and crashed into, more then likely mortally wounding the people who were unfortunate enough to have it happen to them. And below each dent was a crumpled mass of charred, smoking carcasses. All throughout the building, in identical rooms, the same scene was repeated. The entire building had been searched for anyone living, and then after they had been found, they were killed.Murdered.
In one room, though, the scene was different.
In the largest room of the building stood to figures, one, a tall, black haired youth and what appeared to be his twin sister, a woman with blonde hair that fell just above her soldiers. They both had sharp, glacier-blue eyes, which held no remorse for they had done, but instead held an evil twinkle that could make even the most callused skin go rigid with fear. The latter wore a simple blue vest and skirt, opting to wear a black shirt and a pair of black stocking underneath, while her brother wore a black shirt and a pair of jeans.
Below them, sitting against the wall with blood trickling down his chin, was an older man, with a gun pointed towards the two. His hands shook in fear and he was becoming paler with each passing second, but he managed to keep a calm, even voice.
"Stay away you two." The two androids smiled in unison, both turning their heads to look at each other. ".Or I'll shoot."
With no more fear then a grown man would show a kitten, the male, Android 17, took a step forward and casually crouched so he was at eye level with the old man. "There, there. We're not here to hurt you." His voice was calm and reassuring as he raised his hand in mock sympathy and stroked the old mans cheek. "We're only hear to help you." An evil looking grin crossed the androids face.
His sister, Android 18, took a few steps closer also, and crouched down by her brother. Her face seemed to be riddled with concern, but her eyes seemed to be sparkling with. Her hand begin to trace a trail of blood that was visible on the mans, burnt, bloody, and exposed arm. She found the cut; a gash that was on his forearm, just above the elbow. It still had glass in it from when he been thrown through a window. She began to rub the gently, but before the man could blink another eye, she had dug her index finger in it and began to twist it inside. The man's eyes and mouth opened at the sudden bolt of pain and his legs began to shake even more violently.
"Tell us what we can do to help you. We want to help you. Why don't you trust us?"
The man had had enough. His finger slowly pulled on the trigger, and before he knew it, Android 17 was flying through the in the air, and landed on a desk, immediately crushing it.
The fear on the man's face diminished somewhat at this, and he quickly turned to face Android 18. "Burn in hell." The gun fired again, and once more, an android flew across the room, landed by her brother. Shakily, the man stood up, his face seeming to be in shock. Could it be that simple? Could the monsters that destroyed most of the city be killed by one bullet? The answer came to him, in the least pleasing manner he could have ever thought of.
As he stared out the window, he felt something in the small of his back, in his stomach, and then he felt something rush up from his throat. The blood felt warm as it filled his mouth. The man just simply let it spill all over his chest. He looked down at the floor and saw something sticking out of his stomach. It appeared be a hand. He looked over his soldier and saw Android 18 beside him. He looked down at her and saw that her arm was buried in his back. More blood came, this time from his nose and ears, and he spoke, in a soft, hoarse voice. "But.I shot.you two.. You.should.. Be--- "
Android 17 cut him off calmly. "Dead? You think one bullet to kill us. It never even penetrated our skin." He dropped a bullet from his hand.
Once more, the old man took a glance down to the hand that was stabbed through his gut. The hand opened up to reveal a golden bullet. With a violent jerk, the hand inside of his abdomen ripped upwards, ripping at the man's entire chest. The two androids looked at the body for a few moments, each grinning. Android 18 picked the body up by the neck and was about to throw it out the window when her brother stopped her.
"18, please, stop."
"What? Why?"
"I just want to see something first."
Android 17 looked over the body until he saw what he found. His hand went to the neck where his sister was holding it; he had liked the bandanna the man was wearing from the first moment he had first seen it. He carefully tied the orange bandanna around his neck, and when finished, asked. "What do you think?"
"Brother," came Android 18's answer, "you have always had the worst taste in fashion."
Android 17 didn't comment, but instead began to pry the gun from out of the man's hand. He slowly looked it up and down, studying every feature it had. It was surly quite remarkable, and pretty, in it's own, unique way. He decided to keep it.
"Can I get rid of this yet?" His sister sounded impatient.
"No, not yet, I need something else." His eyes spotted the belt the man wore.
He pulled the belt from around the man's waist, and was pleased to see that it also had a holster for his new gun. Upon further inspection, he noticed that it was a Red Ribbon belt, and that had a small, leather box that jangled. He opened the box and found more bullets, which he took two out of and placed inside of the gun. "Quick, 18, throw him, high."
His sister did as she was told, and as the body reached an apex, he took aim. There were six loud gunshots, and before the body struck the ground, bits and pieces were ripped off of the body as the bullets passed through the body and nearby buildings. The body landed on a car, crushing the roof and cracking the windshield; a shower of blood and flesh followed it.
The two androids smiled again at this. Without any further words between them, the two stepped out of the building, falling from the twentieth level of the building with an inhuman ease, and landing in the same likeness. They both looked around.
The surrounding area was almost completely covered in blood, and there were dead bodies everywhere. All were all disposed of in similar fashions, both ripped and torn or burned horribly by ki. There were flies everywhere, swarming over the masses of carcasses. Guns were also scattered all over the place, and empty bullet casings covered the ground as much as far as the eye could see. Bullet holes covered most of the building, and cars had been completely destroyed, and were now smoldering in the sunlight. As the two walked on, the dead became more numerous, and the blood heavier. Soldier's bodies soon replaced civilians, and tanks were just as badly damaged as the cars.
The Humans had put up a good fight, albeit a pointless and foolish one. It had only taken the androids minutes to dispose of all the soldiers and rebels, and they came out of it with a little more then scratches.
Both Androids attentions became pricked. He had heard a noise ahead of them, like people were walking towards them.
They turned around, and to their delight, saw a small mass, of roughly seven people, all unarmed, walking calmly towards them, some no more then mere children. But all looked determined, and not the least bit scared. Android 18 cocked her head and smiled a small smile. She knew what they wanted, and by looking over at her brother, she knew he did too. They wanted to fight.Them.
Overhead, the clouds began to mass, and a cold wind swept through the city, rustling bullet shells. In the distance, thunder could be heard, and lightning could be seen. One bolt struck, striking right between the two groups as they stared off at each other. As the dirt and smoke was kicked up, the battle began, with no words passed between them.