Mobile Fighter G Gundam: A Wolf By the Ears
Prologue Part II: Wolf-Girl
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DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: No, angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is GOOD.
Chibodee: Angst is BAD.
George: Oi vey.
~*5 hours later*~
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
===
"C'mon, Nicole, block the punch!" Chibodee yelled to his daughter. Chibodee threw another punch, and Nicole dodged. "Block, Nicole!"
"Dad, you hit too hard!" Nicole shouted.
"Your opponents won't hit soft, Nikki!" Chibodee said, throwing yet another punch.
"You aren't my opponent, "Nicole stated.
"As of right now I am," Chibodee responded.
"Then can I attack?" Nicole asked.
"Attack?" Chibodee echoed.
"People attack their opponents, right? Then can I attack you?" Nicole asked.
"Okay, Nikki. Bring it on," Chibodee said, putting his gloves up to defense position.
"You asked for it, Dad," Nicole warned, then lunged. Chibodee stepped nimbly aside and tried a left hook on his daughter. Nicole dodged and feigned an uppercut, but then changed to a right hook, catching her father in the chin. "Dad! I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"
"That was nice, Nikki," Chibodee said, rubbing his chin. "But you still need a little more power behind your punch."
"I'll work on it, Dad. But can we get some food? I'm starving!" Nicole said, and took her boxing gloves off. Chibodee followed his daughter's example and removed his gloves, then unwound the tape. Nicole had already removed hers and left it and the gloves in a heap. She was walking toward the kitchen when she turned.
"I'll go out and get some Chinese, okay Dad?" Nicole asked, secretly hoping her father would let her go this time.
"I'm comin' with you, young lady," Chibodee said as he put the equipment in its proper place.
"Aw, c'mon Dad! I'm thirteen! I can take care of myself!" Nicole protested. Chibodee regarded her for a second, and sighed.
"Fine. You can go alone Nikki," he finally said.
"YES!" Nicole shouted, and ran out the door.
"Remember, look both ways before you cross the street, and always pay attention to the cars!" Chibodee called after her. That girl is gonna get herself killed! He thought. Then he went inside.
***
Nicole thanked the Chinese take-out man and strolled off with the food. Her stomach grumbled hungrily as the luscious aroma of food drifted up to her nose. Sniffing it with closed eyes, she sighed happily. Her eyes snapped open as she heard a pitiful meow.
"Mew." a little back kitten said, limping across the street. It was a small street, one way, no intersection or even lights. There was a stop sign at the corner, but otherwise, it was deserted and bare. The black kitten was dragging its right back paw, limping every other step.
"Oh, you poor little thing!" Nicole cried. She ran to the middle of the street and picked the little cat up. She inspected the back leg and tutted. "You have a broken hind-foot, you know that? I wonder who--or what--did this to you."
As she inspected the little black kitten, she never expected that it would be the cause of something amazing, and to some people, terrible.
***
Jeffery was a busy man, and at this particular moment, he was busy as well. He was holding some important documents under a thigh, and his cell-phone in his hand. He placed the cell in-between his shoulder and his bent head while taking a sip of his coffee. All of a sudden the coffee spilled onto his pants, and the hot liquid burned his skin.
"Damn! No, not you Robert. I spilled some coffee. Yeah, the deal's on," Jeffery said as he looked for some napkins. The street he was on was nearly always deserted at this time of day, so he wasn't scared he would crash into someone. When he lifted his head up, though, that someone was standing in the middle of the road. He realized too late that the car would never stop before it hit the girl.
***
"Yes, Chibodee Crocket here. What?! What do you mean?! Yes, I see. I'll be right there," Chibodee hung up the phone and ran out of the house. "CorLander!" he shouted. Gundam Maxter's CorLander sped up to him and he jumped to the wheel. Taking the CorLander through the fastest route, he dodged cars and jumped over them, content only to get to the hospital where his daughter was being held. When he got there he rushed into the lobby, and found out that his daughter was in intensive care. He got directions from a nurse and sprinted to the room.
He saw his daughter, deathly pale. He grabbed the doctor as he exited. "What happened to my daughter?!" he demanded. The doctor adjusted his spectacles.
"You must be Mr. Crocket. Your daughter was involved in a hit and run accident. She has no major injuries other than a cracked rib and a gash down her side. Unfortunately, she lost too much blood before arriving here. Her body cannot make enough fast enough. She may die unless she gets a blood transplant," The doctor said in a high, reedy voice.
"Then why haven't you done the transplant?" Chibodee growled.
"I'm afraid your daughter has an extremely rare blood type. We have none of her type in the blood bank," The doctor explained.
"What do you mean?!?!" Chibodee shouted in rage.
"Just what I said, Mr. Crocket. Now if you'll excuse me," the doctor pushed by Chibodee, to do who knows what.
"Damn!" Chibodee shouted. He put his fists on the sill and watched his daughter. Then he turned and slumped against the window. "I don't want to loose you too, Nikki."
***
It had been four hours since the accident. Chibodee stood by his daughter's window faithfully, wishing that he had never let her go alone.
"Chibodee?"
Chibodee turned to see the Shuffle Alliance. How they had come to know about Nicole, he could only guess. How they had managed to get here.he looked at them and had a pretty good idea.
"What're you doing here?" he asked gruffly.
"We came when we heard, Crocket," Natasha said in annoyance, pushing past the men.
"Yes, we wanted to see if it was true," Maria-Louise agreed.
"They insisted," Domon said with a shrug in answer to his questioning glance.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Chibodee, are you okay?"
Chibodee turned to see his former crew, Bunny, Cath and Janet, standing behind him. Bunny was the one with her hand on his shoulder. He turned back to the window to stare at the still form of his daughter. "No, I'm not," he answered shortly.
"If there's anything we can do--" George started.
"Find my donor for my daughter's transfusion, that's what," Chibodee said. Rain nodded to him.
"Sai, see if you can find out the blood type. Hurry and get it," Rain said. Sai Sici took off at a breakneck speed, and they all winced as there was a crashing sound.
"I'm okay!" Sai shouted and continued on his way.
"The question is, is the nurse you crashed into okay," Cecil muttered. Chibodee, nor anyone else, answered her. Chibodee was staring at Nicole.
"Hey, cheer up. I'm sure there's someone who has Nicole's blood type," Janet said.
"Yeah, Chibodee, lighten up!" Cath agreed.
"I've already lost Shirl, I don't want to loose Nikki," Chibodee murmured.
"You won't loose her, Chibodee," Argo--the silent one (-_-')--assured him.
"Just wait," Bunny agreed. She was about to say something else, but Sai crashed into her.
"I'm okay!" he assured everyone as he hopped up. Bunny groaned.
"I'm not," she muttered.
"Well?" Rain prompted.
"I got somethin' better than just her blood type," Sai said. A nurse walked up to them. "I got a nurse who has a donor," he said proudly.
"Yes, we have a donor," the nurse said. Chibodee looked about ready to wring her neck for taking so long to tell. "But it's an.odd one."
"Well, spit it out!" Chibodee yelled.
"It's one of the white wolves at the New York City Zoo," the nurse finished.
"A wolf?" Chibodee repeated. "At the Zoo?!"
"Yes, Mr. Crocket. That's the only thing we know that has the same blood type as your daughter," the nurse said. The same doctor from before appeared.
"Your daughter can't live much longer without that transfusion," he informed them.
"I'll do it," Chibodee said, and turned to the window.
"You're gonna have your daughter be part wolf?" Sai asked in shock.
"If it'll keep her alive, yes," Chibodee stated. The nurse came out again.
"It is only fair to warn you that because wolves have different genetic patterns than humans, she might experience some changes that we cannot undo," the nurse said.
"I don't care, just do it," Chibodee said in a flat tone. The nurse nodded and they began.
***
Nicole woke up. She had a MAJOR headache. And her head felt funny, almost too heavy. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She felt around her head and encountered a strange thing. They were triangular and furry, and were attached to her head. She picked up the hand mirror that was lying on a tray table and looked at herself. The first things she noticed were her eyes. They had changed from pale green to yellow changing to pale green near the bottom. Wolf's eyes, she thought, almost automatically. Moving the mirror slightly up, she was able to see two reddish-brown ears poking out of her hair. She touched them. They were those triangular, furry things she had felt a moment before. They were ears. Her ears. She fainted again, just as her father entered the room. Oh my.he thought.
***
Again Nicole woke up, but this time she remembered her ears and her eyes. The first thing--or rather, things--she saw were the Alliance and their girls, her father sitting right by her bed.
"How're you feeling, Nikki?" he asked.
"Dad, why do I have ears?" she asked.
"Well, you see." her father seemed reluctant to answer the question.
"I'll be frank with you, Crocket. You have wolf's blood in you. You're part wolf," Natasha said.
"Wolf?" she asked again. "How did that happen?!"
"It was the only way to save your life, Nikki," Chibodee explained to his daughter. "You would've died otherwise."
Nicole looked at her Dad, then the rest of the Shuffles, who shrugged. "Okay.so I've got a wolf's eyes and ears. My life just went down the gutter."
===
DarkDragon: WOOF!
Chibodee: Nikki should be saying that, not you.
Nicole: Yeah!
DarkDragon: but being a wolf--or part wolf--must be so much fun!
Nicole: You try it sometime. I doubt you'd like it.
Chibodee: By the by, does this story get any better?
DarkDragon: WOOF!
Chibodee: Right, then.
Random Thought: Who's afraid of the big bad wolf, the big bad wolf, the big bad wolf? Who's afraid of the big bad wold, nya nya nya nya nya nya.
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TO THE REVIEWERS:
AngelWarrior- I get that "so sad" stuff a lot. I know my stuff is sad, I purposely make it that way. But hey, reviews are nice. Thanx a bunch!
~*DarkDragon*~
Prologue Part II: Wolf-Girl
===
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: No, angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is GOOD.
Chibodee: Angst is BAD.
George: Oi vey.
~*5 hours later*~
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
DarkDragon: Angst is good.
Chibodee: Angst is bad.
===
"C'mon, Nicole, block the punch!" Chibodee yelled to his daughter. Chibodee threw another punch, and Nicole dodged. "Block, Nicole!"
"Dad, you hit too hard!" Nicole shouted.
"Your opponents won't hit soft, Nikki!" Chibodee said, throwing yet another punch.
"You aren't my opponent, "Nicole stated.
"As of right now I am," Chibodee responded.
"Then can I attack?" Nicole asked.
"Attack?" Chibodee echoed.
"People attack their opponents, right? Then can I attack you?" Nicole asked.
"Okay, Nikki. Bring it on," Chibodee said, putting his gloves up to defense position.
"You asked for it, Dad," Nicole warned, then lunged. Chibodee stepped nimbly aside and tried a left hook on his daughter. Nicole dodged and feigned an uppercut, but then changed to a right hook, catching her father in the chin. "Dad! I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"
"That was nice, Nikki," Chibodee said, rubbing his chin. "But you still need a little more power behind your punch."
"I'll work on it, Dad. But can we get some food? I'm starving!" Nicole said, and took her boxing gloves off. Chibodee followed his daughter's example and removed his gloves, then unwound the tape. Nicole had already removed hers and left it and the gloves in a heap. She was walking toward the kitchen when she turned.
"I'll go out and get some Chinese, okay Dad?" Nicole asked, secretly hoping her father would let her go this time.
"I'm comin' with you, young lady," Chibodee said as he put the equipment in its proper place.
"Aw, c'mon Dad! I'm thirteen! I can take care of myself!" Nicole protested. Chibodee regarded her for a second, and sighed.
"Fine. You can go alone Nikki," he finally said.
"YES!" Nicole shouted, and ran out the door.
"Remember, look both ways before you cross the street, and always pay attention to the cars!" Chibodee called after her. That girl is gonna get herself killed! He thought. Then he went inside.
***
Nicole thanked the Chinese take-out man and strolled off with the food. Her stomach grumbled hungrily as the luscious aroma of food drifted up to her nose. Sniffing it with closed eyes, she sighed happily. Her eyes snapped open as she heard a pitiful meow.
"Mew." a little back kitten said, limping across the street. It was a small street, one way, no intersection or even lights. There was a stop sign at the corner, but otherwise, it was deserted and bare. The black kitten was dragging its right back paw, limping every other step.
"Oh, you poor little thing!" Nicole cried. She ran to the middle of the street and picked the little cat up. She inspected the back leg and tutted. "You have a broken hind-foot, you know that? I wonder who--or what--did this to you."
As she inspected the little black kitten, she never expected that it would be the cause of something amazing, and to some people, terrible.
***
Jeffery was a busy man, and at this particular moment, he was busy as well. He was holding some important documents under a thigh, and his cell-phone in his hand. He placed the cell in-between his shoulder and his bent head while taking a sip of his coffee. All of a sudden the coffee spilled onto his pants, and the hot liquid burned his skin.
"Damn! No, not you Robert. I spilled some coffee. Yeah, the deal's on," Jeffery said as he looked for some napkins. The street he was on was nearly always deserted at this time of day, so he wasn't scared he would crash into someone. When he lifted his head up, though, that someone was standing in the middle of the road. He realized too late that the car would never stop before it hit the girl.
***
"Yes, Chibodee Crocket here. What?! What do you mean?! Yes, I see. I'll be right there," Chibodee hung up the phone and ran out of the house. "CorLander!" he shouted. Gundam Maxter's CorLander sped up to him and he jumped to the wheel. Taking the CorLander through the fastest route, he dodged cars and jumped over them, content only to get to the hospital where his daughter was being held. When he got there he rushed into the lobby, and found out that his daughter was in intensive care. He got directions from a nurse and sprinted to the room.
He saw his daughter, deathly pale. He grabbed the doctor as he exited. "What happened to my daughter?!" he demanded. The doctor adjusted his spectacles.
"You must be Mr. Crocket. Your daughter was involved in a hit and run accident. She has no major injuries other than a cracked rib and a gash down her side. Unfortunately, she lost too much blood before arriving here. Her body cannot make enough fast enough. She may die unless she gets a blood transplant," The doctor said in a high, reedy voice.
"Then why haven't you done the transplant?" Chibodee growled.
"I'm afraid your daughter has an extremely rare blood type. We have none of her type in the blood bank," The doctor explained.
"What do you mean?!?!" Chibodee shouted in rage.
"Just what I said, Mr. Crocket. Now if you'll excuse me," the doctor pushed by Chibodee, to do who knows what.
"Damn!" Chibodee shouted. He put his fists on the sill and watched his daughter. Then he turned and slumped against the window. "I don't want to loose you too, Nikki."
***
It had been four hours since the accident. Chibodee stood by his daughter's window faithfully, wishing that he had never let her go alone.
"Chibodee?"
Chibodee turned to see the Shuffle Alliance. How they had come to know about Nicole, he could only guess. How they had managed to get here.he looked at them and had a pretty good idea.
"What're you doing here?" he asked gruffly.
"We came when we heard, Crocket," Natasha said in annoyance, pushing past the men.
"Yes, we wanted to see if it was true," Maria-Louise agreed.
"They insisted," Domon said with a shrug in answer to his questioning glance.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Chibodee, are you okay?"
Chibodee turned to see his former crew, Bunny, Cath and Janet, standing behind him. Bunny was the one with her hand on his shoulder. He turned back to the window to stare at the still form of his daughter. "No, I'm not," he answered shortly.
"If there's anything we can do--" George started.
"Find my donor for my daughter's transfusion, that's what," Chibodee said. Rain nodded to him.
"Sai, see if you can find out the blood type. Hurry and get it," Rain said. Sai Sici took off at a breakneck speed, and they all winced as there was a crashing sound.
"I'm okay!" Sai shouted and continued on his way.
"The question is, is the nurse you crashed into okay," Cecil muttered. Chibodee, nor anyone else, answered her. Chibodee was staring at Nicole.
"Hey, cheer up. I'm sure there's someone who has Nicole's blood type," Janet said.
"Yeah, Chibodee, lighten up!" Cath agreed.
"I've already lost Shirl, I don't want to loose Nikki," Chibodee murmured.
"You won't loose her, Chibodee," Argo--the silent one (-_-')--assured him.
"Just wait," Bunny agreed. She was about to say something else, but Sai crashed into her.
"I'm okay!" he assured everyone as he hopped up. Bunny groaned.
"I'm not," she muttered.
"Well?" Rain prompted.
"I got somethin' better than just her blood type," Sai said. A nurse walked up to them. "I got a nurse who has a donor," he said proudly.
"Yes, we have a donor," the nurse said. Chibodee looked about ready to wring her neck for taking so long to tell. "But it's an.odd one."
"Well, spit it out!" Chibodee yelled.
"It's one of the white wolves at the New York City Zoo," the nurse finished.
"A wolf?" Chibodee repeated. "At the Zoo?!"
"Yes, Mr. Crocket. That's the only thing we know that has the same blood type as your daughter," the nurse said. The same doctor from before appeared.
"Your daughter can't live much longer without that transfusion," he informed them.
"I'll do it," Chibodee said, and turned to the window.
"You're gonna have your daughter be part wolf?" Sai asked in shock.
"If it'll keep her alive, yes," Chibodee stated. The nurse came out again.
"It is only fair to warn you that because wolves have different genetic patterns than humans, she might experience some changes that we cannot undo," the nurse said.
"I don't care, just do it," Chibodee said in a flat tone. The nurse nodded and they began.
***
Nicole woke up. She had a MAJOR headache. And her head felt funny, almost too heavy. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She felt around her head and encountered a strange thing. They were triangular and furry, and were attached to her head. She picked up the hand mirror that was lying on a tray table and looked at herself. The first things she noticed were her eyes. They had changed from pale green to yellow changing to pale green near the bottom. Wolf's eyes, she thought, almost automatically. Moving the mirror slightly up, she was able to see two reddish-brown ears poking out of her hair. She touched them. They were those triangular, furry things she had felt a moment before. They were ears. Her ears. She fainted again, just as her father entered the room. Oh my.he thought.
***
Again Nicole woke up, but this time she remembered her ears and her eyes. The first thing--or rather, things--she saw were the Alliance and their girls, her father sitting right by her bed.
"How're you feeling, Nikki?" he asked.
"Dad, why do I have ears?" she asked.
"Well, you see." her father seemed reluctant to answer the question.
"I'll be frank with you, Crocket. You have wolf's blood in you. You're part wolf," Natasha said.
"Wolf?" she asked again. "How did that happen?!"
"It was the only way to save your life, Nikki," Chibodee explained to his daughter. "You would've died otherwise."
Nicole looked at her Dad, then the rest of the Shuffles, who shrugged. "Okay.so I've got a wolf's eyes and ears. My life just went down the gutter."
===
DarkDragon: WOOF!
Chibodee: Nikki should be saying that, not you.
Nicole: Yeah!
DarkDragon: but being a wolf--or part wolf--must be so much fun!
Nicole: You try it sometime. I doubt you'd like it.
Chibodee: By the by, does this story get any better?
DarkDragon: WOOF!
Chibodee: Right, then.
Random Thought: Who's afraid of the big bad wolf, the big bad wolf, the big bad wolf? Who's afraid of the big bad wold, nya nya nya nya nya nya.
Random Advertisement: Build 'em, customize, mobilize. Watch them come to life right before your eyes! Buy zoids models at the nearest Toys 'R' Us.
TO THE REVIEWERS:
AngelWarrior- I get that "so sad" stuff a lot. I know my stuff is sad, I purposely make it that way. But hey, reviews are nice. Thanx a bunch!
~*DarkDragon*~