The 08th MS Team - The Lost Mission
by Slim Gohan
Disclaimers - I don't own the 08th MS Team.
Yadda yadda blah blah blah
Summary - The 08th MS Team and Norris
split up searching for the Zeon weapon.
Now We Follow Terry Sanders Jr.
'.....' - Represents thought
CHAPTER 9 - SANDERS' STRENGTH
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INSIDE THE ZEON BASE - HALLWAY - SANDERS JR.
Sanders was walking catiously down the hall, gun withdrawn. 'I wonder where that damned
Zeke weapon is....' Sanders saw a dead end ahead, and walked where the hall turned.....right into
an ambush......
"HALT FEDDIE!!!!" Sanders was taken back, but then he noticed that they wern't armed.
"Hmph." Sanders fired, and he was right on target. They were hopping away on one foot,
frantically tring to get away from Sanders. "Some ambush." Sanders put his gun away in
his pocket, and continued on his way.
As Sanders continued, he noticed that the lights were getting dimmer, everything
was getting more errie. "Hmmm.....doesn't look good....something's gonna happen.'
Suddenly out of nowhere, he knelt on a knee, grabbing where he was shot earlier.
"Damn it all!!!...........Fucking......Hell!.........Must subdue pain......"
After about 2 minutes or so, the pain subsided. Sanders got up on sheer will, and continued.
Soon, he came upon 2 large, grimy doors. Above them was marked EXIT. 'Well, now we're getting
somewhere.....I must be a trap.....well, now I must be prepared.' Sanders pushed to door open,
finding a dimly lit room. He was beyond shocked with what he saw. Dozens of Federal Solders
were chained to a wall, some have been lynched, some starving to death within their cells, and one huge
man standing there. "Hello. My name is Joe 'Disipline' Puffs. I prefer Disipline. Now Mr. Sanders,
it's time for you to die." "Not on your life." "No, but it will be on yours, Grim Reaper."
They both charged each other with vigor and a contempt for the other. Disipline won, sending Sanders
stumbling into the wall. "How did you like that?" Sanders spit out some blood. "Wonderful. Now you can
kiss my ass!" That's all Disipline would tolerate, and he rammed into Sanders gut. Then he did it again.
And again; he made sure to hit the place where Sanders was shot. "HA! You're weak! Not worth my
time. I should just kill you now and get back to torturing these fools. I mean after all Reaper,
who would want to waste time on an ugly, pathetic, weak, jinxed loser like you anyawys? If I see a person
who would, I'd shoot them in the head." He saw the hatred in the 08th MS Team member's eyes.
"Ha! Why should you hate me Sanders? I'm just reminding you of what you really are. A loser."
This was the last straw for Terry Sanders Jr......
Disipline stupidly turned his back, and Sanders took advantage of it. Fighting the pain, he turned The Zeke
around violently, and punched him in the gut. Then, he kneed him in the face, following it up with a swift kick
to the family jewels. Seeing Disipline bend over in pain, he took a few steps backword, then ran foward. He expertly hit
Disipline with a Sumersault Kick (yes, like Guile of Street Fighter II Fame), making sure he broke the Zeon's nose.
Disipline fell flat to the ground. "Take that you lously asshole." He began to move towards the lever that would unlock
the Federal Solders, dead and alive, and let them go until.....
"IT'S NOT OVER YET SANDERS!"
Sanders watched in horror as Disipline stood up. "I....will.....kill....you...." Disipline took a desprate
move towards Sanders, rushing toawds him. 'For these men....I will not lose!! I will not lose anymore!'
"I WILL NOT LOSE!!"
Sanders swond as heard as he could.
Disipline fell down. Out cold.
Sanders quickly shook off all pain he had, and pulled down the lever. "ALL SOLDERS HERE, GET OUT!!!!!"
He didn't have to yell twice. They got out as fast as they could, taking the dead with them too.
He ran out the opposite doors from where he entered.
Sanders soon came into a carrier room, and saw Norris kneeling next to Shiro. He quickly ran over there,
"COMMANDER!!" He knelt on the other side of Shiro, opposite of Norris. "Commander, are you all right?"
Shiro was sitting, his face buried in his legs, which were up to his shoulders, arms around the legs.
"Sanders......is that you......?" "Yes Commander, it is." "Oh God......it was horrible...." Karen
soon ran in, Eledore was not far behind. Soon Michel came in, with an injured Kiki in his arms. Shiro then
spoke up, in a deadly tone of voice. "Listen up, we're gonna stop this guy......."
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WELL, THAT'S IT FOR CHAPTER 9, NEXT WE FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED WITH SHIRO IN CHAPTER 10 -
UNTIL NEXT TIME - SLIM GOHAN
by Slim Gohan
Disclaimers - I don't own the 08th MS Team.
Yadda yadda blah blah blah
Summary - The 08th MS Team and Norris
split up searching for the Zeon weapon.
Now We Follow Terry Sanders Jr.
'.....' - Represents thought
CHAPTER 9 - SANDERS' STRENGTH
________________________________________________________________
INSIDE THE ZEON BASE - HALLWAY - SANDERS JR.
Sanders was walking catiously down the hall, gun withdrawn. 'I wonder where that damned
Zeke weapon is....' Sanders saw a dead end ahead, and walked where the hall turned.....right into
an ambush......
"HALT FEDDIE!!!!" Sanders was taken back, but then he noticed that they wern't armed.
"Hmph." Sanders fired, and he was right on target. They were hopping away on one foot,
frantically tring to get away from Sanders. "Some ambush." Sanders put his gun away in
his pocket, and continued on his way.
As Sanders continued, he noticed that the lights were getting dimmer, everything
was getting more errie. "Hmmm.....doesn't look good....something's gonna happen.'
Suddenly out of nowhere, he knelt on a knee, grabbing where he was shot earlier.
"Damn it all!!!...........Fucking......Hell!.........Must subdue pain......"
After about 2 minutes or so, the pain subsided. Sanders got up on sheer will, and continued.
Soon, he came upon 2 large, grimy doors. Above them was marked EXIT. 'Well, now we're getting
somewhere.....I must be a trap.....well, now I must be prepared.' Sanders pushed to door open,
finding a dimly lit room. He was beyond shocked with what he saw. Dozens of Federal Solders
were chained to a wall, some have been lynched, some starving to death within their cells, and one huge
man standing there. "Hello. My name is Joe 'Disipline' Puffs. I prefer Disipline. Now Mr. Sanders,
it's time for you to die." "Not on your life." "No, but it will be on yours, Grim Reaper."
They both charged each other with vigor and a contempt for the other. Disipline won, sending Sanders
stumbling into the wall. "How did you like that?" Sanders spit out some blood. "Wonderful. Now you can
kiss my ass!" That's all Disipline would tolerate, and he rammed into Sanders gut. Then he did it again.
And again; he made sure to hit the place where Sanders was shot. "HA! You're weak! Not worth my
time. I should just kill you now and get back to torturing these fools. I mean after all Reaper,
who would want to waste time on an ugly, pathetic, weak, jinxed loser like you anyawys? If I see a person
who would, I'd shoot them in the head." He saw the hatred in the 08th MS Team member's eyes.
"Ha! Why should you hate me Sanders? I'm just reminding you of what you really are. A loser."
This was the last straw for Terry Sanders Jr......
Disipline stupidly turned his back, and Sanders took advantage of it. Fighting the pain, he turned The Zeke
around violently, and punched him in the gut. Then, he kneed him in the face, following it up with a swift kick
to the family jewels. Seeing Disipline bend over in pain, he took a few steps backword, then ran foward. He expertly hit
Disipline with a Sumersault Kick (yes, like Guile of Street Fighter II Fame), making sure he broke the Zeon's nose.
Disipline fell flat to the ground. "Take that you lously asshole." He began to move towards the lever that would unlock
the Federal Solders, dead and alive, and let them go until.....
"IT'S NOT OVER YET SANDERS!"
Sanders watched in horror as Disipline stood up. "I....will.....kill....you...." Disipline took a desprate
move towards Sanders, rushing toawds him. 'For these men....I will not lose!! I will not lose anymore!'
"I WILL NOT LOSE!!"
Sanders swond as heard as he could.
Disipline fell down. Out cold.
Sanders quickly shook off all pain he had, and pulled down the lever. "ALL SOLDERS HERE, GET OUT!!!!!"
He didn't have to yell twice. They got out as fast as they could, taking the dead with them too.
He ran out the opposite doors from where he entered.
Sanders soon came into a carrier room, and saw Norris kneeling next to Shiro. He quickly ran over there,
"COMMANDER!!" He knelt on the other side of Shiro, opposite of Norris. "Commander, are you all right?"
Shiro was sitting, his face buried in his legs, which were up to his shoulders, arms around the legs.
"Sanders......is that you......?" "Yes Commander, it is." "Oh God......it was horrible...." Karen
soon ran in, Eledore was not far behind. Soon Michel came in, with an injured Kiki in his arms. Shiro then
spoke up, in a deadly tone of voice. "Listen up, we're gonna stop this guy......."
_____________________________________________________________________________________
WELL, THAT'S IT FOR CHAPTER 9, NEXT WE FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED WITH SHIRO IN CHAPTER 10 -
UNTIL NEXT TIME - SLIM GOHAN