Friendship Forged From Survival
Ch.2
Survival
"Prince Telakam we are stocked for tonight. The outer walls are fortified and the discovered machina are planted on top of the archer towers. We have grouped the forces of Zaklar outpost and all are willing to sacrifice their lives for you sir." An officer saluted bringing his fist over his heart causing his majestic armor to shake slightly but in a way of obedience and enthusiasm.
This man wearing a helmet that covered most of his young face and blonde locks saluted a man sitting on a thrown a man that was only slightly older then him. Pointed ears and wearing a red robe the man stood up and saluted back with piercing red eyes the same dark red as his cloak. Then the man walked out and left the grand thrown room alone. And the marvelously decorated sculptures and the golden thrown with platinum and enchanted diamonds and emeralds decorating the golden seat was a feast for the eyes. Surely nothing like this could exist.
"You can leave both of you. This post is as good as fallen. The damn inner cities have pulled the supplies to us and left us out here to fend for ourselves. The only outpost past the outer cities boundaries shall fall. My family shall fall along with hope of our advances. Both of you can leave." The man with piercing red eyes and pointed ears waved his hand and two figures stepped out of the shadows.
"Why would we do that? We said we would stand by each other when we were little come on we can't break that bond." Pointed black hair walked out of the shadows.
"You know we keep our word. And we always shall." Dark brown hair walked out opposite of the black. They were facing each other opposite sides of the red carpet that led up to the thrown.
"Both of you are so stubborn. You know their forces have grown ever since they merged with the demons of this world. And you still seek to carry out a foolish childhood promise both of you. Well I expected that and thank you both." Telakam said.
"We don't want you to die at the young age of 123 now would we." The black haired elven boy said.
"We wouldn't." Nodded the human boy.
"And I should allow both of you to die at your ages, right you both are such idiots. But that's why it's always nice to have you guys around." Telakam replied sighing and slumping in his thrown.
"I have been royal blood and treated differently all throughout my life. All throughout my life up until I met you two. Yeah those were the days. Our only chance of survival is these new discovered machina. We found them and dug them up. These machina seem to be some kind of ranged weapon and suitable for our predicament to eliminate the enemy before they get to us. Long range double the range of Dartela Archers. And they fire these little metal things that can do lots of damage. We hope that we can kill all of them cause we have no hope for reinforcements." Telakam said holding up a long metallic coated stone. Its tip was that of liquid silver and it seemed to change colors every so often depending on the room temperature.
"So you two will be mounted in two of these. There are several and I hope enough for our survival. Everyone else is armed with bows and swords standard soldier gear. The outposts are here and here." A board and a model castle of the outpost was being outlined and pointed at with pieces of rock representing sentry and towers and others for different reasons. Going over the plains they created a tactically accurate plan to be able to distribute supplies among these machina.
"They shall be here soon. Other elite guards are posted in machina alike to yours. You both might want to get moving. I shall put on my battle armor." Telakam turned around causing his shoulder length copper hair to fly into the air and his cloak to do the same. A departure made for royalty and honor.
"So lets get it on."
"ROGER!" Both drew swords that glowed green and purple and ran out to start the fray.
"Ms. Ayanami you have a visitor." The nurse called in and the first child looked away from the glowing orb and squeezed it to turn off. So far it had been a source of entertainment maybe what she heard of as television.
"Rei I hope you are doing well." The Commander walked in.
Somewhere else in the hospital
"Jesus why can't I get the past out of my head. Damnation." Shinji shook his head with fury and after some time found out he was in a hospital. Something new.
"Unfamiliar." He said while eying his surroundings. He looked to his left and saw all of his belongings on the chair.
"I need a reminder of who I am." He said and took one of the two bundles wrapped in cloth. Shutting the door he didn't have the feeling he was being watched. He unraveled the bundle. Under it was a sheath. And a decorated handle with purple thread wrapping around it for grip and a lavishing shine to the metal that was tinted slightly purple but still held that metallic sheen. He drew the blade out slightly and ran his fingers over the extravagant enchantment that was inscribed on the metal just above the hilt. He pulled it out and it grew more extravagant. Two pieces darted off and didn't rejoin contorting twisting in a fantastic but deadly shape. The blade's blood grove that had the inscription was violet while the metal was in itself glowing a shine of purple as well. It was long and deadly. The guard for the hand half covered and completely fit to his left hand. And he felt a surge of energy and familiarity. Reassurance in a new world, again he ran his fingers over the inscription.
"Isnu tala temala tuku ketam bulu." He said in a poetic kind of way.
"True are these words." He nodded. Then something else was different with him. He looked more slender and yet athletic as well. His muscles were bigger and defined. His ears slightly pointed and his eyes a dark deep blue swirling with knowledge and wisdom. His hair was longer and hung below his eyes.
"Ah I must remember who I am. Shinji Ikari left this world and in his place stands Shinji-" He heard someone coming. His pointed ears twitched and he sheathed the sword quickly and yet with no sound. He wrapped it in the cloth and set it back like nothing had happened. That feeling of familiarity was gone and it seemed it took something with it. He was Shinji Ikari again.
"Damnation." He said climbing back into bed. Quickly falling asleep. The effects of the familiar sword wearing off, putting him back in a normal state he took in his surroundings and breathed a sigh of distain.
"Shinji?" Misato pocked her head inside the dark room. The lights were off and there was a figure in the bed. She walked up to the bed and looked at the sleeping form. He was something else she thought. She bent over and whispered into his sleeping ear.
"Your gonna be staying with me from now on." She whispered and walked away. Just when she was out of ear shot Shinji sprang up and said.
"Shit." Then he went back to sleep. But, something weird happened. Just as he drifted into slumber he felt like he was ripped from his body. Being separated by something. He was being pulled across cosmos, galaxies, worlds, and so many other things. Flying towards something. Then as it started it stopped. He was strapped down vertical from the floor. He felt his body weight sag. His vision blurry he saw a few figures standing around him. Then his vision cleared. And for the first time in his life he felt like repeating words would be the best thing to do.
"Shit."
"So I see we have recovered one of you." A man around the age of forty with a gray beard and a crown on his head spoke. Dressed in exotic furs and rings on his fingers. Surrounding him were several council members and priests who obviously practiced the ritual to get him back.
"I was free. How did you get me back." Shinji said in a demonic tone. He was angry. The inner cities had the gull to bring him back. This pissed him off royally.
"WE of the Council members of the inner city believe that you, one of the most esteemed hero's, shall not forever leave this realm. We have taken much of OUR valuable recourses and time just to bring you back. Though the spell is relative and temporary for periods of time. The council and I, king Dorahan, believe that we have brought you back but we were unable to find your partner. Do you know his whereabouts?" Dorahan asked in his prideful manner.
Shinji had his now longer hair draping over his eyes casting a large shadow over his face. He was so angry that he was whispering words. Dorahan not hearing these words started to draw closer to hear the mutters. He got closer and closer. Then as his ear was close to the locks of long hair the shirtless Shinji thrashed and started yelling.
"HE'S DEAD YOU IDIOT! GONE FOREVER! HE WAS EATEN BY THE VOID TO SEND ME BACK! TO SEND ME BACK! DO YOU UNDERSTAND AND YOU HAVE THE BALLS TO BRING BE FROM MY HOME TO HERE! IF I WASN'T CHAINED I WOULD KILL YOU! YOU INNER CITY HOR!" Shinji was screaming and thrashing about and the king was knocked on the ground by the outburst. Standing up and regaining his pride the king then started to speak.
"I see you are angered by my judgment. Well since he is deceased as you say I believe you should pick another partner because WE are going to be bringing you back often. Get used to it. We will explain the rest of the procedure when you return. I believe you should now return." Waving his hand Shinji felt again himself leave his body and travel across the cosmos. Finally he awoke and sprung from his bed. He was still in the hospital.
"Just a bad dream." He said and went back to sleep. Putting his hand under his pillow he was going to sleep. Then he flinched. His eyes snapped open and looked at his wrist. It was red. Really red and bleeding, like it was chained, he bolted up and looked at his wrists, then at his ankles. And again he said the only words that could come to mind.
"I am so fucked." He looked at the sword he had recently put away. It seemed to notice what had happened. For the sheath though a skin to the blade glowed an eerie violet. Throbbing like a heartbeat. Like it was alive. The other blade did nothing. It just sat there. Shinji sighed and went back to sleep. He would figure all this out later.
"Red Squad Ready!"
"YEAH!!" Yelled several soldiers from the mass. The other soldiers were quite
"Blue Squad Ready!"
"WHO YEAH!" The others yelled.
"GOLD SQUAD!"
"WHOS YOUR DADDY!"
"GREEN SQUAD!"
"READY TO ROLL OUT!"
"PURPLE SQUAD!"
"LETS DO THIS!"
"KICK ASS SQUAD!" This time not separate squads yelled, but everybody did. Every soldier unsheathed their weapons, or held them above their heads. This would be the last stand. They had fallen, and the moral of, the troops completely destroyed. The only thing that was staving the enemy off was the protective spell that would fade soon. It cost a lot of energy and a few good men their lives to create it for a good hour. But that doesn't mean that they didn't use that hour to its greatest ability. They had made their plan and now with the moral up and everybody ready the stand would be great.
The commanders standing above everyone else and shouting the roll call unsheathed their swords. One flaming an eerie purple the other a lightening bolt traveled constantly across it.
Rei was captivities; her own mind couldn't handle her interest in this orb that showed images. Crisp images that she had been able to imagine only in her own fantasy of several books she had read. Not really several more like a select few. But she had been able to logically notice something. The person who protected her from the debris from the ceiling was the same person who dropped the sphere, who in turn, was very alike to one of the people who constantly played in the sphere. Still she felt saddened. Those men would soon die at the wrath of the demonic slaves. Their black swords and whips tainted with the blood of pure men and elves defending their beliefs. Their connection to life, she was puzzled.
Why do they do so? Isn't it illogical to stay when you know you are too die? Wouldn't ones own instincts of self-preservation stop them from making such a sacrifice? She thought throughout her head. But as she thought this she saw that in the sphere the crystal glow around the men had just faded and lots of yelling and battle cries came from the sphere. Still, she needed to watch, what would happen to all these brave men.
"AH I CAN'T SLEEP!" Shinji yelled softly. He had been pondering his predicament for the last several moments. He was used to not sleeping or functioning on a little amount of sleep. Still his meditation wouldn't help at this given moment. He needed energy to think. He walked over to his belt and took out a small orb. About the size of his thumb it floated and started to emanate a pink color. Instantly Shinji felt revitalized. He could think clearly and didn't need sleep anymore. He sat in a lotus position with the orb floating in a clockwise circle around his head eventually blocking his eyes. After an hour Shinji stood up and reached into his belt. And calmly pulled his hand back out. He stayed like that for the entire night.
"I can't believe I got him to stay with me." Misato said to herself. She was currently driving home. She had stayed several hours at the hospital. But a sort of paranoia came over her. She felt like something came past the window she was sitting next too. Either that or she heard screams echoing off the walls of the hospital. Scared she got in her car and drove off. She was driving down a main street that was barren at this time of day. Well actually night or whatever you call 4 in the morning. Then she saw it. It blacked out the moon for one single moment. She saw a figure outlined by the moon, its shadow descending upon her. She looked up and it was humanoid figure with several things strapped to its back and its belt. It then vanished, its hang time over. She almost flipped the car seeing this. Causing her to smash into a garbage can. Which was conveniently close to the landing zone of the figure. Not realizing the error of its ways of believing Misato would be capable of not make a simple mistake such as take her eyes of the road was a crucial error. The garbage can flew and hit the figure square in the noggin. Unprepared, he was knocked out.
"WHAT DID IT DO TO THE CAR!"? Misato ran out screaming seeing if there were any dents in her precious blue beauty. She then caught sight of what the trashcan had hit.
Shinji again felt himself travel far across plains and worlds. Only this time he was slammed back into his body to realize he was still chained down. That really pissed him off. He opened his eyes to see that there was a man sitting in a chair garbed in ceremonial robes.
Probably a priest or cultist. Shinji thought not really being at all religious in any sort or manner. Just as he thought that the priest noticed he was awake and got out of his chair and ran off.
Shinji was hanging there feeling the weight set in. He had none of his supplies or anything else. The only thing that was keeping his decency was a cloth covering his nether regions. Then a good ten minutes later king Dorahan emerged from the cell door.
"So I see, you have complied with our arrangement?" he asked, in a manner that demanded complete obedience. Shinji just looked at him dangerously.
"It has been several months since we brought you back. And I hope you have come to a conclusion that you…." Shinji felt himself again be ripped from his body and travel a stomach wrenching distance from one point to another.
"WHAT DID IT DO TO MY CAR!" was what he heard?
Months? It couldn't have been that long. Maybe an hour or so passed. Wait a second, does that mean time in these worlds time travels at different rates? He thought, his quick coming into conscious was from trained mental activities and exercises. However he completely forgot about the yelling that was going on near him.
"HUH WHAT THE HELL!" Shinji turned to the yelling only to recognize the woman in front of him. At that moment he realized his folly and began to run. Now, an irate female is something no one messes with. They can detect underlying tones and themes, and smell the stench of disobedience and insubordination, all while wielding a keen 5 senses and a massive amount of strength when in this state. Now the sudden movement was more then enough to draw the attention of this irate female.
"YOU DID THIS TO MY CAR YOU JERK!" She immediately caught up with the sprinting figure that at the beginning of the chase was a good 5 blocks west of her position. Catching him in record time a good 6 seconds to grab him but the collar and lift him over her head. Now Shinji wearing all the things he had on was wondering how she could lift up so much wait with one hand.
"AND WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" she screamed into his face lifting him up which caused the moon light to shine on his face. Now this surprised her.
"Shinji?" Misato gasped in surprise. Thus the state ended causing the weight to bear on her arm. She dropped Shinji instantly.
"What are you doing here?" Misato asked.
"Uh," Shinji really didn't have an answer at the moment. And really didn't have one at all.
"WHY ARE YOU OUT OF THE HOSPITAL!" She screamed again. The anger rising.
The memory replaying in Shinji's head the last time he had to break out of a prison.
Sparks flew as the figure used his sword to slow his descent into the rocky bottoms. Yes it was hard, yes it was considered impossible, and fucking there was a lot of security for one prison. He had gotten out and left an image in his place distorting the air to create and image of him. Next he had made it out of the cell quietly. He jumped out the new window he made and saw that it was a few thousand feet down to get to the ground. So he did what he had to do, use his sword.
He had been slicing threw the ground for a few seconds when several magic triggered traps appeared from the side of the cliff. Using the sword to still slow his descent he flipped so his feet were running down the cliff as well. He weaved in and out of the yellow balls that randomly appeared in front or around him. His sword having to sometimes split off and find its way back to trailing him sometimes, then the earth shook. The prison exploded causing him to jump and trip over a yellow ball. Now all the sensors sprung and started to shoot off magic missiles of energy out at the target. Making it a lot harder.
Swinging his sword he grinded it while swerving passing over as many spots open to him. Then he figured out what the explosion was.
"So they came for me eh." He said while sprinting at a faster rate down the mountain. Seeing bits of stone passing him by he sped so instead he ran past them. His sword sending sparks everywhere, and his fast footwork turning his feet into a blur he ran. Then he noticed something was gaining on him. He looked backwards. There was a descending figure flying strait down into the rocks. It was in an aero dynamic shape like an arrow pointing at the rocks below. Just as it past him up it expanded itself and revealed it was someone not something. The figure turned around and shot an arrow at the prison above. The arrow flew and seemed to gain speed as it flew towards its target. Then just as it hit its target, a black sack of some explosive powder, clung to the side of the cliff, it exploded igniting it. It blew up and cracked the ground, cracking it so thoroughly that it caused a chasm right in front of the prison. So with the weight bearing down on the slab of unconnected rock, it did the only thing it could do, fall. And the figure flipped in the air to burn of some speed and let Shinji catch up and one glided into the water while the other sprinted. The cloak came off and the figure nimbly landed on the vertical wall.
"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!"? Misato grew a deep red of frustration. Somewhere Rei Ayanami just watched in awe at the little orb in her hands.
Friendship Forged from Survival
Ch.3
Of the fittest
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Two weeks later
A figure was lying down on a lush hill covered in beautiful green grass. A dark velvet cloak blanketed his body and his gloved hand stretched out at the sun. He made the movement of grasping the sun in his hand slowly. Dark brown locks covered most of his face as his gloved hand slacked."Well if I got this right. One hour at most is 3 months in this plain of existence. Now I only transition when I sleep, and to come out of sleep or move between the two worlds I by going into a subconscious state of being, or sleep. I can stay up with this." The figure said while pointing a ring on his finger.
"And to get back I just have to take it off and go to sleep. However whenever I wake up I no longer have an anchor. HAHAHA!" A memory of totally destroying the relic that helped bring him here in a bout of rage.
"And I show up with the same equipment I left with. No long term effects have been discovered but I say its still up for questioning." He mused while trying to grasp the sun again.
"Now I need to find out how I can fuck with that damn pompous king. Wants me to save the world. Mother fucker." He brought his hand to cover his deep blue eyes.
"Lets see what could I do. I could try to overload the energy that's carrying me here. But how? Overloading, Straining, Converting, Morphing, or eliminating, which one will work? Plus I think it's a different energy then magic. Something is wrong here. I could try to bring people from my world here. Maybe that would strain the magic so much it would snap. But I could also get stuck in this world, along with the people who came with me. I guess I'll have to do some tests." The figure stood up brushing himself off from the grass that blew on him from the slight breeze.
"I think I'll go for the kid who tried to punch me. And his dorky friend." He looked up at the sun to revile a stunning young man. Who's masculine features weren't over blown but evident and his face angular. He took off the ring and closed his eyes. And the figure slowly vanished from the plain of existence. He remembered the two from hours ago. Or days, whatever it was really recent, he was still in class, but well asleep.
Two hours prior
"HEY NEW KID!" Touji yelled at the kid who was sitting by himself. He was royally pissed. All his frustration, anger, despairs, and anguish was forced into those words. His fist shook with anticipation to release. He really didn't remember what he said or how it happened but during lunch he and Kensuke tailed the kid. Sitting under a Sakura (cheery blossom.) tree the kid was relatively peaceful but it just further infuriated Touji. This monster must have been the one to cause he and his family such sorrow. And then they were standing. The images rushed past him. He reared back his fist and lunged forward putting his hip into the punch. The boy's face flew back despite the none existent feeling of contact.
Shinji on the other hand had no idea what was going on. He didn't anticipate the punch but as it came he jerked his head backwards as the punch came at him. Making the boy extend to his full arm distance and surpassing it by an inch he was out of harm but still imbalanced. So as he was falling back he did an acrobatic back flip pushing off his hands. Shinji, didn't like being attacked randomly, it just wasn't in his good taste. So he just coldly looked at the stout boy in front of him.
"Could you please forgive Touji, he isn't usually this stupid. But his sister was hurt in the Evangelion fight. So…" Kensuke said appearing from in back of the sweat suit wearing jock. Shinji just nodded and walked away. And as he passed Touji he said words that he hadn't said for a long time.
"Attack me again and you won't live to do it again." Shinji wasn't exactly in the mood for this shit either. He had a rough time just dealing with his life now that it was totally insane. Then walked back to class to his current dreaming period. Now he was up again.
Shinji woke up to the vibrating of his cell phone. Just as he was reaching for it the air siren, or now angel sirens, sounded and everybody went through the drill. He in turn ran. He didn't know why he felt like he should do this, but there was the feeling he felt like when he failed to save a village from a slaughter, or the little boy that played in the street. It was guilt or grief he didn't know but now he knew that this emotion wouldn't let him go for a while so he decided this was the best way to lift his spirit. Saving people did kind of make him feel better. And so he did as he was told, or what he told himself to do.
In the shelter
"You know, you shouldn't have done that Touji. You made him mad. What if he gets the government on your ass? That would lead them to me and that would let them find out all the stuff I've done. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TOUJI!"? Kensuke yelled scared that the government would attack him.
"Shut up he had it coming." Touji stated sitting on the mats in the shelter. Kensuke gave up his screaming and tried to watch the fight on his mini TV.
"Crap." Kensuke said with disappointment.
"What?"
"They aren't broadcasting the fight." Then the earth seemed to shake.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!"
Outside
Shinji was tactically incompetent. He had never had to fight in a giant machine if you exclude the siege and the stupid dwarves. No this was different. He couldn't measure his full out capabilities and his reserve energies. His armaments were not in check and he still wasn't to sure about those supply depots. He had this big cord that was so obviously the machines lifeline that it was a definite target for an intelligent or sentient being. Also his enemy was close combat and it seemed like most of the armaments that he was given was for distant combat. He was at the moment grappling with the giant monster that had laser arms that could cut him to ribbons. He was holding on to the little twig limb arms that the lasers originated from. Thus eliminating most of his fighting capability because he was restricted of two arms and the cord held him to the ground. That only left one limb to fight with.
"O MY GOD COOL!" Kensuke recorded the fight with awe.
"HE IS HEADBUTTING THE THING INTO SUBMISSION!" Touji was taken out of his reverie as he heard the clang of metal on a very hard substance. The Evangelion had grabbed the appendages of the Angel and thus restraining its main melee weaponry. And now it was ramming its head again and into the pink head of the angel. This took about 5 seconds before the angel, seemingly unharmed, defied gravity and used its lower tail or body to back flip and send the Eva into the air. Cutting its live line to energy, the giant shadow as cast on the hilltop.
"WHAT ARE YOU IDIOTS DOING!"? Hikari yelled just as she saw the massive shadow cast over the boys and herself. She was going to grab the boys and make a dead sprint for the entrance when she underestimated the velocity that a several ton piece of machinery can drop out of the sky. So it hit the hillside making a massive indentation. In the dust the health of the three teens was unknown.
Shinji was analyzing the data he had taken in. The lower body could be used as well so the gravity defying being was a god in the melee area. He had hit its head hard enough that it would have killed anything that size as well.
Then it has a different weak spot. Deducing that he realized that the red orb that looked like an eye would have to suffice. He checked his battery and decided that he would have to finish it quickly. Retreating was not an option because the energy cable was a disadvantage in this fight. He knew of one armament in his left shoulder and it would be his only means of attack. He would land on a rather large hill, thus he could, after landing, gain speed by running down the cliff.
"Forward thrust." Shinji said to himself. The full might, would have to be a single blow and with the limitations with one weapon, limited power, and stakes high the eye had to be the weak spot or else him and the world was as good as dead. Then he checked his visuals. The cameras were all working, and then he saw it. Or them, there were three teenagers in the area below him. He was close to colliding with the mountain at this point. He knew this was bad. And as he hit he tried to avoid that single area.
Luckily as the dust settle no innocent blood was spilled. By sheer luck the kids were safe in-between the fingers of the giant Eva. Getting up Shinji noticed that Misato was yelling and order. Then his hatch opened. He had to wait for it to close. When it closed he stayed on target sprinting down the hill despite yelling on Misato's part.
"HEY STUPID DIDN'T YOU HEAR THE LADY SHE SAID RETREAT!" Touji yelled at the boy from earlier. The boy didn't respond at all looking straight ahead.
Hikari was having a nervous break down. She was crying and screaming in the liquid. It smelled funny, and she was so scared she was going to die. She noticed the young man in the pilots seat and had a small feeling of peace. But that was quickly destroyed when she thought how would such a small boy stand up against such a huge monster.
Touji wanted an answer. No matter what, he didn't like to be ignored. He was about to yell over Hikari and Kensuke when the pilot said something.
"Shut up." He said quietly and smoothly. Determined on his deduction he had placed all he had on this simple assumption and now he needed to concentrate.
"SHINJI PULL BACK THAT'S AN ORDER!" Misato screamed over the intercom. Shinji wasn't listening to Kensuke made the mistake. Not noticing the close proximity of the angel Shamshel he tapped the boy on the shoulder.
"HEY SHE SAID RETREAT!" He yelled. The yelling wasn't the factor, no it wasn't, it was physical contact. Shinji's laser focus was broken, and thus the instant flux in the Eva's sync ration, just when the Eva was close enough for the lunge, it faltered. Not able to sustain its ideal pilot it slowed down allowing the Angel to defend. And the two laser appendages went straight through the Eva's abdomen. Shinji recognizing pain focused again and used the pain as a catalyst. He still had enough momentum to end it but it would also take arm strength. So he impaled himself on the arms and ran forward stabbing the eye of the angel. Sparks flew as the knife slowly sucked the life from the being. Time stopped. Shinji despite the pain plowed through the angel and the knife was wedged deep enough to kill the being.
Time slowly began to flow again. Touji, Kensuke, and Hikari were stunned. The boys felt like they had been sucker punched in the stomach while Hikari only felt like she was going to throw up.
"Well we are alive." Touji laughed but then winced in pain.
"Ah kid you did good, I couldn't have done better myself." Touji said relieved. Tapping the kid on the shoulder. Something was wrong. The body was limp.
" O MY GOD!" Hikari swam as fast as she could to the body. Blood was in the fluid. It was darker then the dark orange fluid they were breathing. It also smelled worse in the plug. She saw that the blood was slowly seeping out of the neckline of the suit. And the wearer of the suit was unconscious.
"BLOOD!" Kensuke freaked out. He might have been a military Otoko but he was still afraid of blood. Touji was speechless he couldn't react. He had finally gotten over his apprehension and anger at the boy who hurt his sister when the same boy was dying to save him and the entire human race. He was contemplating. The only able, well kind of, mental being was the class rep.
Hikari was scared but she felt like she had to do something. She noticed that the suit was a little large on the boy. Not so much so but enough to be a hindrance in this matter.
Apply pressure to wound. WHERE IS THE WOUND! Her mind reeled as she quickly took off the suit from the boy. He was well muscled it was obvious but that didn't matter know. She removed it slowly, making sure not to worsen the wound. She noticed he was still breathing by the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Then she came to a shook as two rather large holes were literally burned through the boy. The wounds were burned. But it seemed like that was a blessing in surprise. Still slowly blood was leaking from the wound. She didn't know what to do know.
"TOUJI GIVE ME YOUR JACKET!" Hikari screamed. She needed to wrap it some how. That's when the boy in her arms stirred.
He was hurt. It was obvious. It seemed like the wound should have cauterized after it had been inflicted. The lasers should have been hot enough. He wasn't missing any organs he knew maybe part of his appendix was gone or his spleen but he didn't need those really. It seemed like he was bleeding.
The initial damage was cauterized at first. But the over exertion caused the tissue to tear. Thus bleeding. Shinji deduced in his pain filled mind. He remembers that the suit tightened to become a second skin. It was a hindrance at moving so he didn't press the button. But now that ability would be a god send.
WAIT! His mind reeled. He was bare chest. And in the arms of a cute freckled girl. He chuckled in his mind.
Need to get serious. He needed to convey to her that the suit was best put back on. So he tried to motion. But his body wouldn't move. Then he tried to speak.
Touji was taking off his jacket when he heard a soft murmur.
"HIKARI HE IS COMING TO HE'S SAYING SOMETHING!" Touji yelled.
"SHUT UP BAKA!" Hikari yelled. She was listening. She softly put her ear to his mouth.
"suit……put….on…..please." were the words. Hikari didn't know what they meant.
"You want the suit back on ok. Hikari put that suit on him back on." Kensuke said not far away. He was out of his reverie when he heard that the boy had come to.
Hikari diligently and caringly put the suit back on. Then he tried to move his arms. He pointed his index finger and tried to move his wrists together.
"Something on his wrist Hikari." Kensuke said.
Hikari looked to Shinji's right wrist and saw a little button on the under side of it. She pressed it and the suit shrunk several sizes. It squeezed the whole body, becoming a second skin.
"Good pressure is applied to the injury." Hikari said sighing, one thing at a time. It was a small accomplishment. Still would the wound heal or would he die, in her arms. She was about to cry when the hatch opened.
Summer, I have little time but I have been writing just not posting. So here was two chapters put together. Review please. Because I don't know if I should continue, I'm just gonna start stock piling chapters. So I'll release them all together. I've already started doing that with several of my other stories. Lol, so if you thought they were dead their not. So review please.