Terms of Life, Terms of Death
An Oni Fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 10: More Plot Twists
*Words here*- Thoughts
+Words Here+ - electronics (Radio, T.V., etc.)
# # # - Flashback
* * * - Scene Change
* # * - Character change(same scene, different character)
)Words here( - Spooky voice(Spirit, telepathic comm., etc)
*Authors Note- I have been writing plenty, just not this story. Well, time to write again, since this story is my best running one. So, on with the fic!
Muro, Konoko, and Buttagiri waited in the morgue, allowing their wounds to heal. Buttagiri was the quickest to heal, having only a single wound and not requiring. Muro took longer, but was still healed quickly and easily found a change of cloths. Konoko however took almost an hour, having to literally shed her skin and grow replacements.
Muro checked his watch for the third time, agitation clearly on his face. "Can't you heal faster? We are on a time limit here. We don't want to get caught."
Konoko glared at Muro, a large piece of burnt skin falling off her face, showing new skin so pale it was see through. "You know what? Let's set you on fire and see how you like it. It's not a fun experience, as it's not like normal pain. Having to lie still while my skin is boiling was not an easy thing to do."
"Well, getting hit in the chest with a grenade is isn't exactly painless either."
"I bet it isn't, but that still doesn't beat having all you're on fire or diving into a vat of acid strong enough to dissolve metal,"
"You've never done that!"
"Sure I have. When I snuck into the TCTF labs, it was my only way out, so I took it."
Buttagiri laughed, causing Muro and Konoko to look at him. "Do you know how strange you sound? You're boasting at injuries that would kill normal people. People wouldn't even begin to believe you."
Konoko gave Buttagiri a sly look. "What's long Buttagiri, have no stories of you're own?"
"Ha! You have no idea what real pain is. I'll tell you some of my stories..."
* * * * *
The door to the morgue opened, Konoko's now healed head sticking out. She looked around, scanning the hall for threats. Seeing none, she opened it farther, moving forward and showing her new set of cloths, a yellow shirt that looked a little large for her, and a nice pair of blue jeans, Buttagiri and Muro following in their pilfered TCTF uniforms. They crept through the halls, depending on Konoko's knowledge of the TCTF to guide them. They found a door that had "Barracks Hall 2A" written on it in blue.
"Should we risk it and go in?" Konoko asked. Both Muro and Buttagiri shook their heads, they would be able to take what was in there, but stealth was their ally. Charging Gung-ho into the barracks would destroy their element of stealth.
Konoko continued on, encountering few doors, strange for the usually efficient TCTF building layouts. "Something's weird about this place."
"What'd you mean?"
"The way this base is. It's spacious, unguarded. No TCTF center would be this loose. They get as much out of their buildings as they can. They also guard them extremely well, considering the fact the stuff handled by them is rare and valuable, so they have to watch out for theft.
"So, this isn't a normal base." Buttagiri looked around, questioning look on his face.
"It can't be. Problem is, I've never even heard of this place. I'm as lost as you two."
"Well, there's no point in going back to the morgue. Let's just keep going until we find something."
Muro and Konoko nodded, already looking around.
"We can split up. Report if you hear anything."
"How? We kind of don't have anything except our cloths, and our weapons."
)You seem to have forgotten about this.( The voice caused both Konoko and Muro to jump. They had forgotten he could do that.
"How do you do that?"
"Simply think about what you want to say, and who you want to say it to. It only works for us three though. Need a Chrysalis to be able to hear it."
)LIKE THIS?( Konoko thought, mentally shouting because you how hard she had thought. She looked back and forth from Muro and Buttagiri, who were holding their ears in a vain attempt to block out the shout.
"Yes, like that, only, please, not so strong."
)Is this better?(
"Yes. Much"
)My turn. How is it?(
"Great. Ok, next time we come to a fork, one will take it. Same for the next fork." They continued forward, never dropping their guard, even though they had not run into any other human in over an hour. They came to a T-Bone in the hallway; Konoko went left, while Muro and Buttagiri went right. Continuing on, Muro and Buttagiri eventually found another T-Bone, this time Buttagiri went left, Muro right. The three just hoped they hadn't made a mistake by splitting up.
* # * # *
Muro shifted his weight forward, peering around the corner. He had found an opened door, which seemed to lead to a mess hall; it was currently filled with scientists. There was about twenty of them, with no guards or TCTF officers in sight. Muro decided to wait for one to finish, as he guarded the only exit. Soon, no longer than five minutes, a scientist walked out, a balding man with gray hair and mustache. Muro grabbed him from behind, so fast the man had no chance of struggle.
"We're going to do this really easy. We're going where you were going to go, and you're going to either show me or tell me why you're here. Of course, you could try to resist, try to let others know I'm here, and I'm sure they'll some flowers for you're bravery at you're closed casket funeral. Now, do you understand?"
The man nodded, and Muro slowly let him go. He didn't resist or try to yell, he simply continued walking, though his walk was quicker, more tense, he was obviously afraid. Muro could use this to his advantage, and he knew just how to do it.
* # * # *
Buttagiri checked yet another door, finding the lab empty. His path had led him to the main labs, proving Konoko was correct, this was not a normal lab. Buttagiri already knew which labs were empty and which weren't, but he took no chances. He could feel life, just as Konoko and Muro could, but had much more experience with it, he could tell where normal people where, and even what they did, his reading ability was almost like reading auras. Only one lab seemed to be occupied out of the dozens here, but Muro had checked them all to make sure. He came to the last lab, the occupied one, and checked it for threats. He felt two scientists, one guard, and...
*It's got to be a mistake. It has to be.* He knew he wasn't wrong, his power had never told him wrong. But he hoped he wad, he truly did. Busting open the door, Buttagiri sped forward, sword already out. He bisected the guard at an angle in one clean cut, from upper to lower chest, the parts sliding apart to land on the floor, leaking blood by the gallon. He turned to the scientists, both of them working on scanning equipment. Inside a jail cell, 2 boys and one girl, all looking about 13 years old, huddled in the corner. One boy, larger then his companions seemed to be guarding the other two. Both the scientists were older, and looked shocked at what Buttagiri had done.
"Open the cell, now."
"We can't do that! You don't know what those children can do!!"
"Can they do that?" Buttagiri gestured to the death guard. The scientist shook his head, understanding the impact of the statement. He motioned to his partner, who pressed several switches. The door to the cell opened, and Buttagiri walked in. The three children shrank from him, having also seen his handiwork outside.
"It's ok, it alright. I'm going to get you out of here."
The larger boy shook his head violently.
"No, you're just like them! You'll mess with us, put things in us, just like they did!"
That confirmed Buttagiri's fears. The three children had Chrysalis's implanted in them, they knew it as well.
"Calm down, I want you to do something for me. Feel that power inside you?"
The boy nodded, he had felt the untapped power of the Chrysalis.
"Look at me, then listen to that power. Just let it tell you what you need to know."
The boy closed his eyes, an unnecessary gesture, but one that helped, and Buttagiri began to feel his Chrysalis interact with his. It only lasted a second, but told the boy all he needed to know.
"You have one to! You're like us!"
Buttagiri nodded, and noticed the scientist's sudden shift of feelings. They went from fear to pure curiosity, having never seen a full grown Chrysalis. The older boy led out the other children, Buttagiri making sure he was between them and the scientists. One made a motion, and Buttagiri removed his arm with a well placed throwing knife. The damage was done however; as he saw the blinking red light showing the comm. was on. Buttagiri rushed the children out the door, realizing he had no idea what he was going to do now.
* # * # *
Konoko went around yet another corner, wondering just when she would find something. Her path had been almost completely empty, having only a single door that contained cleaning supplies, and nothing else. She saw another corner, and sighed, she wanted to do something other than go around corners. She turned this one, and found no hallway ahead, only a large, and thick, metal door. She found it unlocked, and opened it, the inside reveled only a large room, twice as big as a gym that was almost completely empty, minus some crates, destroyed vehicles, and other burnt items. As Konoko walked she noticed some parts of the ground had patches of almost invisible red, the wrong color for rust, almost like blood. The other side of the gym had a large door on it, about 50 feet tall. The room gave Konoko the chills, and she turned around to go back. The doors had silently closed behind her, however, and she doubted they were unlocked. She decided to walk to the door on the other side. She was halfway across the gym room when an intercom cut in.
+Hello Konoko.+
Even through the static, Konoko exactly who it was.
"Griffin."
+Yes. Now Konoko, what do you plan to do here? You don't even know where you are! I'd like to see you escape.+
"I will get out, but I'll find you before I do, I promise that."
+Sticks and stones, Konoko, sticks and stones. You are on the right track, but we can't you have it that easy. We should put stuff in the way. Make it fun.+
The large doors slid open, showing what they hid beneath. Almost as tall as the doors, looking almost man like, a bipedal machine of destruction walked out. It was reverse jointed, designed to support the large body. The actual body was like a bird's beak, though birds didn't cover their beak in machineguns and grenade launchers. There were two large guns on the very to, the kind of gun you see on a tank. Finally, there was a missile rack latched onto the spot where ears would go for a normal person, Konoko noticed something about the upper joints of its legs, but dismissed the info; she had other things to worry about.
+The Phantoms MK. III Riot Control Walker. Designed to handle large groups of people, you don't have a chance. You never did.+
The robot started tracking her, but Konoko had already disappeared behind one of the burnt cars. She released her sword, allowing the energy to flow into her hands, to take shape. She waited as the robot began systemically destroying the places to hide. When the robot finally got to her, she jumped sideways, rolled, and was already on her feet. She dashed forward, using her sword to block the hundreds of bullets aimed at her, finally reaching the point where the body couldn't track her anymore or risk falling. Something in Konoko howled a warning, and she dove backwards, landing on her butt. Two constant beam lasers were coming from the upper joints, wishing back and forth, looking for their lost target.
*If I'd kept going, I'd be in about 4 pieces right now, talk about close calls.* Konoko hopped to her feet, checking around her. She had the robot trapped, unable to get her. Out of range of the lasers, and still to close for the machine guns, the robot apparently realized it could do nothing, since backing up would accomplish nothing, as Konoko could just keep walking back with it. Konoko looked at her options, and decided for the left leg.
*If I jump at it, and just run my blade through the leg, I should at least partially disable it. Then It should be easy pickings.* Konoko took a couple steps back, getting ready for her attack. She took off, mind working on all the small things, when to hold her blade up, when to jump, what to do after. As she began to reach, she jumped just as she planned, but when she looked up, the leg was gone. She noticed out of the corner of her eye it had moved backwards, right at the moment she wouldn't have noticed it. She had no choice but to continue flying forward, so she flipped over to defect the ammo that the robot was unloading on her. She reached the wall, and rebounded off, just in time to avoid the missiles. She wasn't fast enough to get out of their blast range, however, and she was sent out of control, hurtling to slam into the ground. She skipped across the ground, bouncing off the floor almost as soon as she landed. She finally slammed into one of the burned objects, leaving a large dent in it and her body unresponsive. She just barley managed to mentally yell.
)Get down here! I'm fighting something more powerful than ou can believe! And I'm losing, bad! I'll be dead in a couple of minutes!(
+You didn't stand a chance. Now you finally die for betraying me. Kill her.+
As she began slipping into uncurious, only minutely aware of the world around her and that it was going to end, she heard a voice that made her sure she was on the brink of death.
"Yes sir." came Shinitama's voice.
End Chapter 10
Authors Note- Well that was one of the few things I planned, simply because I didn't just want to leave Shinatama hanging. All will be explained next chapter, though if you've beaten the game, you have a pretty good idea. Well, I need to go to sleep. Stupid ideas only come in the middle of the night.
An Oni Fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 10: More Plot Twists
*Words here*- Thoughts
+Words Here+ - electronics (Radio, T.V., etc.)
# # # - Flashback
* * * - Scene Change
* # * - Character change(same scene, different character)
)Words here( - Spooky voice(Spirit, telepathic comm., etc)
*Authors Note- I have been writing plenty, just not this story. Well, time to write again, since this story is my best running one. So, on with the fic!
Muro, Konoko, and Buttagiri waited in the morgue, allowing their wounds to heal. Buttagiri was the quickest to heal, having only a single wound and not requiring. Muro took longer, but was still healed quickly and easily found a change of cloths. Konoko however took almost an hour, having to literally shed her skin and grow replacements.
Muro checked his watch for the third time, agitation clearly on his face. "Can't you heal faster? We are on a time limit here. We don't want to get caught."
Konoko glared at Muro, a large piece of burnt skin falling off her face, showing new skin so pale it was see through. "You know what? Let's set you on fire and see how you like it. It's not a fun experience, as it's not like normal pain. Having to lie still while my skin is boiling was not an easy thing to do."
"Well, getting hit in the chest with a grenade is isn't exactly painless either."
"I bet it isn't, but that still doesn't beat having all you're on fire or diving into a vat of acid strong enough to dissolve metal,"
"You've never done that!"
"Sure I have. When I snuck into the TCTF labs, it was my only way out, so I took it."
Buttagiri laughed, causing Muro and Konoko to look at him. "Do you know how strange you sound? You're boasting at injuries that would kill normal people. People wouldn't even begin to believe you."
Konoko gave Buttagiri a sly look. "What's long Buttagiri, have no stories of you're own?"
"Ha! You have no idea what real pain is. I'll tell you some of my stories..."
* * * * *
The door to the morgue opened, Konoko's now healed head sticking out. She looked around, scanning the hall for threats. Seeing none, she opened it farther, moving forward and showing her new set of cloths, a yellow shirt that looked a little large for her, and a nice pair of blue jeans, Buttagiri and Muro following in their pilfered TCTF uniforms. They crept through the halls, depending on Konoko's knowledge of the TCTF to guide them. They found a door that had "Barracks Hall 2A" written on it in blue.
"Should we risk it and go in?" Konoko asked. Both Muro and Buttagiri shook their heads, they would be able to take what was in there, but stealth was their ally. Charging Gung-ho into the barracks would destroy their element of stealth.
Konoko continued on, encountering few doors, strange for the usually efficient TCTF building layouts. "Something's weird about this place."
"What'd you mean?"
"The way this base is. It's spacious, unguarded. No TCTF center would be this loose. They get as much out of their buildings as they can. They also guard them extremely well, considering the fact the stuff handled by them is rare and valuable, so they have to watch out for theft.
"So, this isn't a normal base." Buttagiri looked around, questioning look on his face.
"It can't be. Problem is, I've never even heard of this place. I'm as lost as you two."
"Well, there's no point in going back to the morgue. Let's just keep going until we find something."
Muro and Konoko nodded, already looking around.
"We can split up. Report if you hear anything."
"How? We kind of don't have anything except our cloths, and our weapons."
)You seem to have forgotten about this.( The voice caused both Konoko and Muro to jump. They had forgotten he could do that.
"How do you do that?"
"Simply think about what you want to say, and who you want to say it to. It only works for us three though. Need a Chrysalis to be able to hear it."
)LIKE THIS?( Konoko thought, mentally shouting because you how hard she had thought. She looked back and forth from Muro and Buttagiri, who were holding their ears in a vain attempt to block out the shout.
"Yes, like that, only, please, not so strong."
)Is this better?(
"Yes. Much"
)My turn. How is it?(
"Great. Ok, next time we come to a fork, one will take it. Same for the next fork." They continued forward, never dropping their guard, even though they had not run into any other human in over an hour. They came to a T-Bone in the hallway; Konoko went left, while Muro and Buttagiri went right. Continuing on, Muro and Buttagiri eventually found another T-Bone, this time Buttagiri went left, Muro right. The three just hoped they hadn't made a mistake by splitting up.
* # * # *
Muro shifted his weight forward, peering around the corner. He had found an opened door, which seemed to lead to a mess hall; it was currently filled with scientists. There was about twenty of them, with no guards or TCTF officers in sight. Muro decided to wait for one to finish, as he guarded the only exit. Soon, no longer than five minutes, a scientist walked out, a balding man with gray hair and mustache. Muro grabbed him from behind, so fast the man had no chance of struggle.
"We're going to do this really easy. We're going where you were going to go, and you're going to either show me or tell me why you're here. Of course, you could try to resist, try to let others know I'm here, and I'm sure they'll some flowers for you're bravery at you're closed casket funeral. Now, do you understand?"
The man nodded, and Muro slowly let him go. He didn't resist or try to yell, he simply continued walking, though his walk was quicker, more tense, he was obviously afraid. Muro could use this to his advantage, and he knew just how to do it.
* # * # *
Buttagiri checked yet another door, finding the lab empty. His path had led him to the main labs, proving Konoko was correct, this was not a normal lab. Buttagiri already knew which labs were empty and which weren't, but he took no chances. He could feel life, just as Konoko and Muro could, but had much more experience with it, he could tell where normal people where, and even what they did, his reading ability was almost like reading auras. Only one lab seemed to be occupied out of the dozens here, but Muro had checked them all to make sure. He came to the last lab, the occupied one, and checked it for threats. He felt two scientists, one guard, and...
*It's got to be a mistake. It has to be.* He knew he wasn't wrong, his power had never told him wrong. But he hoped he wad, he truly did. Busting open the door, Buttagiri sped forward, sword already out. He bisected the guard at an angle in one clean cut, from upper to lower chest, the parts sliding apart to land on the floor, leaking blood by the gallon. He turned to the scientists, both of them working on scanning equipment. Inside a jail cell, 2 boys and one girl, all looking about 13 years old, huddled in the corner. One boy, larger then his companions seemed to be guarding the other two. Both the scientists were older, and looked shocked at what Buttagiri had done.
"Open the cell, now."
"We can't do that! You don't know what those children can do!!"
"Can they do that?" Buttagiri gestured to the death guard. The scientist shook his head, understanding the impact of the statement. He motioned to his partner, who pressed several switches. The door to the cell opened, and Buttagiri walked in. The three children shrank from him, having also seen his handiwork outside.
"It's ok, it alright. I'm going to get you out of here."
The larger boy shook his head violently.
"No, you're just like them! You'll mess with us, put things in us, just like they did!"
That confirmed Buttagiri's fears. The three children had Chrysalis's implanted in them, they knew it as well.
"Calm down, I want you to do something for me. Feel that power inside you?"
The boy nodded, he had felt the untapped power of the Chrysalis.
"Look at me, then listen to that power. Just let it tell you what you need to know."
The boy closed his eyes, an unnecessary gesture, but one that helped, and Buttagiri began to feel his Chrysalis interact with his. It only lasted a second, but told the boy all he needed to know.
"You have one to! You're like us!"
Buttagiri nodded, and noticed the scientist's sudden shift of feelings. They went from fear to pure curiosity, having never seen a full grown Chrysalis. The older boy led out the other children, Buttagiri making sure he was between them and the scientists. One made a motion, and Buttagiri removed his arm with a well placed throwing knife. The damage was done however; as he saw the blinking red light showing the comm. was on. Buttagiri rushed the children out the door, realizing he had no idea what he was going to do now.
* # * # *
Konoko went around yet another corner, wondering just when she would find something. Her path had been almost completely empty, having only a single door that contained cleaning supplies, and nothing else. She saw another corner, and sighed, she wanted to do something other than go around corners. She turned this one, and found no hallway ahead, only a large, and thick, metal door. She found it unlocked, and opened it, the inside reveled only a large room, twice as big as a gym that was almost completely empty, minus some crates, destroyed vehicles, and other burnt items. As Konoko walked she noticed some parts of the ground had patches of almost invisible red, the wrong color for rust, almost like blood. The other side of the gym had a large door on it, about 50 feet tall. The room gave Konoko the chills, and she turned around to go back. The doors had silently closed behind her, however, and she doubted they were unlocked. She decided to walk to the door on the other side. She was halfway across the gym room when an intercom cut in.
+Hello Konoko.+
Even through the static, Konoko exactly who it was.
"Griffin."
+Yes. Now Konoko, what do you plan to do here? You don't even know where you are! I'd like to see you escape.+
"I will get out, but I'll find you before I do, I promise that."
+Sticks and stones, Konoko, sticks and stones. You are on the right track, but we can't you have it that easy. We should put stuff in the way. Make it fun.+
The large doors slid open, showing what they hid beneath. Almost as tall as the doors, looking almost man like, a bipedal machine of destruction walked out. It was reverse jointed, designed to support the large body. The actual body was like a bird's beak, though birds didn't cover their beak in machineguns and grenade launchers. There were two large guns on the very to, the kind of gun you see on a tank. Finally, there was a missile rack latched onto the spot where ears would go for a normal person, Konoko noticed something about the upper joints of its legs, but dismissed the info; she had other things to worry about.
+The Phantoms MK. III Riot Control Walker. Designed to handle large groups of people, you don't have a chance. You never did.+
The robot started tracking her, but Konoko had already disappeared behind one of the burnt cars. She released her sword, allowing the energy to flow into her hands, to take shape. She waited as the robot began systemically destroying the places to hide. When the robot finally got to her, she jumped sideways, rolled, and was already on her feet. She dashed forward, using her sword to block the hundreds of bullets aimed at her, finally reaching the point where the body couldn't track her anymore or risk falling. Something in Konoko howled a warning, and she dove backwards, landing on her butt. Two constant beam lasers were coming from the upper joints, wishing back and forth, looking for their lost target.
*If I'd kept going, I'd be in about 4 pieces right now, talk about close calls.* Konoko hopped to her feet, checking around her. She had the robot trapped, unable to get her. Out of range of the lasers, and still to close for the machine guns, the robot apparently realized it could do nothing, since backing up would accomplish nothing, as Konoko could just keep walking back with it. Konoko looked at her options, and decided for the left leg.
*If I jump at it, and just run my blade through the leg, I should at least partially disable it. Then It should be easy pickings.* Konoko took a couple steps back, getting ready for her attack. She took off, mind working on all the small things, when to hold her blade up, when to jump, what to do after. As she began to reach, she jumped just as she planned, but when she looked up, the leg was gone. She noticed out of the corner of her eye it had moved backwards, right at the moment she wouldn't have noticed it. She had no choice but to continue flying forward, so she flipped over to defect the ammo that the robot was unloading on her. She reached the wall, and rebounded off, just in time to avoid the missiles. She wasn't fast enough to get out of their blast range, however, and she was sent out of control, hurtling to slam into the ground. She skipped across the ground, bouncing off the floor almost as soon as she landed. She finally slammed into one of the burned objects, leaving a large dent in it and her body unresponsive. She just barley managed to mentally yell.
)Get down here! I'm fighting something more powerful than ou can believe! And I'm losing, bad! I'll be dead in a couple of minutes!(
+You didn't stand a chance. Now you finally die for betraying me. Kill her.+
As she began slipping into uncurious, only minutely aware of the world around her and that it was going to end, she heard a voice that made her sure she was on the brink of death.
"Yes sir." came Shinitama's voice.
End Chapter 10
Authors Note- Well that was one of the few things I planned, simply because I didn't just want to leave Shinatama hanging. All will be explained next chapter, though if you've beaten the game, you have a pretty good idea. Well, I need to go to sleep. Stupid ideas only come in the middle of the night.