Hi, it's me, Axl Gear. Some of you may have heard of me, and some have not,
but you can tell I'm an Axl Low fan. I have finally decided to write a
fanfic about my favorite character. This is also the first and only
Axl/Baiken story that will ever be posted. Anyway, if people like it and
give good reviews, I'll post another Axl story, and believe me, he is one
of the most underrated characters in the game (except for maybe Poetmkin).
Now let's get on with the fic already.
Disclaimer: I don't own Guilty Gear or any of its characters, but does Mr. Ishiwatari realize how many Rock stars could sue him? He he.
Broken Pasts
In the bustling city of Beijing, in a sullen, dark part of the city, a lone, pink haired samurai sat at a bar, contemplating on her past and what had happened that fateful day. Some of her memories were cloudy, some as clear as spring water, and others as black as the void. One thing she did remember was that man.
He had stood there as the Gears had destroyed her home and slaughtered her friends and family. She held the corpse of her mother as the gears came closing in, and she was sure that she would die after losing her arm and eye as well as her parents, but up to that point, it all went black. The last thing she had remembered after that was being in a deserted cottage in the woods, her wounds already treated. All she could think about was having revenge on the gears that had ruined her once happy life. And that was Baiken's quest.
There was something that had puzzled her as of late. How had she survived the attack? Did that man spare her, left her alive so she could remember everyday the horror of losing everything she had? No. That wasn't it. Someone had saved her, but whom? She would have to wait for these answers, and hope her lost memories would come back to life.
Baiken ordered a glass of wine, to help forget her tragic past. As she drank, a tall figure came to sit on the stool next to her. It was that fool who thought he had a chance at ever being a real fighter. Axl Low. She ignored him as he asked for a bottle of regular, generic beer. No taste at all. They both sat there, not saying a word. Until he spoke.
"Hey Baiken. Haven't seen you in a while. How's your revenge going?" he asked.
"Shut up. It's none of your business." She replied with resentment. Baiken did not want to be reminded of her tragedy, and this fool wasn't making things easier.
"Don't be upset about it," said Axl. He took some time to stare at her for a moment. "Do you want to talk about it?" This was it. He being near her was enough to make her angry, and now he wanted to talk about it?
"Talk about!? How could an idiot like you ever understand the way I feel?! Get the hell out of my sight!" yelled Baiken. Everyone at the bar began to stare at her making her feel both angry and embarrassed. Axl, however, was feeling a very different emotion. He looked hurt, almost saddened, something not many had ever seen before, far from his cheerful demeanor. He stood up and walked away.
"You know, you're not the only one with problems of their own. Seeya." He then walked out the door, leaving behind an angry and humiliated Baiken.
Axl walked out of the bar, feeling both sad and angry at himself. Ever since he had first traveled through time, he had lived a very lonely life, the closest thing to a friend being Sol, and he was hardly what some consider friendly. He missed the 21st century, before the gears, and before the chaos, but most of all he missed Megumi. He often wondered if he could ever find his way back, and that's why he had to find a way to get back to the past.
He decided to take a detour through an alley. All he had wanted to do was help Baiken through her pain, but then she had just burst at him. Axl did know what it what it felt like to lose it all, but he had a chance to get it back, while she didn't. If only he could help. That was the only thing else he needed to do before he returned to the past. Axl felt he needed to help others cope through the pain of the war with the gears. But sometimes he doubted his power.
Further up the alley, he felt a strange tingle, a sudden chill of energy that seemed to whip up the air and his hair with it. He knew what was happening. The time portal. He turned around to see the familiar wormhole, ready to suck him into another time. Axl tried to run, but as usual, its strong vacuum pulled him in, and he fell through time and space into his undesired destination.
Axl fell to the ground as the portal closed. He sat up and was horrified at what he saw next. It was a city being demolished by gears, bodies lying on the ground, lifeless. He ran to the safety of the ruin of a destroyed building.
"Of all of the places to be, why here?" he said to himself. Axl laid low for awhile, not wanting to draw attention.
Suddenly, a shrill cry could be heard. He couldn't just sit around and do nothing. Axl got up and ran to the source of the scream. He turned a corner to see a young girl being surrounded by gears. It looked like she had fainted. Axl had to act fast. He threw one of his chained kamas at the head of one of the gears, slicing it off. This drew the attention of the others. Axl flung his kamas into the shoulders of another while kicking one in the chest. He decided to use his trump card to take care of the rest. He ran off in another direction, so the young girl would not be caught in the blast. He stopped running and got into his ready stance, waiting for the gears to get close enough. Then when the first gear nearly reached him, he cried "Hyakue Renshou!" Axl's body was surrounded by a bright orange ball of flame, incinerating the gear. He then threw his kama at the other ones, burning them to ashes as well.
"Humph, piece of cake." Axl ran back to where the girl lay, and it frightened him to see that her arm and eye had been torn off. "Wait, her arm and eye are missing? Is this Baiken?" The girl moaned in pain. "Argh, I've got to save her!" Axl scooped the young Baiken in his arms, carrying her away from the carnage. He ran until he came to the edge of a forest, then entered and soon found a small cottage. It's owners were probably killed by those monsters he thought.
He opened the door, being as careful as he could with the unconscious future samurai. He laid her on a bed, and noticed that her wounds were flowing freely. "Don't worry little gal, Axl's here." He explored the house until he found some first aid equipment. He came back and used some anti- infecting spray and before bandaging up Baikens wounds. There were a lot of cuts, and it took up half the bandages to seal the place where her arm was torn off. He ran all out when he noticed one last cut on her head. Axl got an idea, and undid his bandanna and tied it around her forehead.
Axl waited for a few hours, hoping Baiken would be okay. "You look kind of cute when you're asleep, ya know?" he said more to himself then to her. It was strange, but she almost reminded him of the way Megumi slept. Axl shook his head. Why would she remind me of Megumi? He thought. Axl studied the young Baikens face for a few moments. Do I.have feelings for her?
Baiken then began to stir from her deep slumber. Axl was startled and went next to the bed to see how she was. "Baiken, wake up, are you okay?" Baiken opened her one undamaged eye to look into Axl's smiling face.
"Who are you? She asked in a faint voice.
"I'm Axl, Axl Low, and I'm glad you're alright. You can keep that bandanna on your head." He said, pointing to his former headgear.
"You saved me didn't you, thanks." Said Baiken. They stared into each others eyes for a moment before Baiken fell back to sleep. Axl smiled at how cute she seemed. "Sleep tight kid." Just then he felt the electric chill once more, and saw another time portal opening. "Ah crap, not again. I can't leave Baiken alone like this." He grabbed the bed in hopes of not being pulled in, but then he saw that the vortex was starting to pull the sleeping Baiken in. Axl only had a second to think.
"What should I do? If I leave Baiken like this she may not recover, but I can't let her get pulled in, or we may end up in an even worse place, and if I try to help her, We'll both be pulled in, and I can't let that happen. I'll have to go in myself." Axl took one last look at the young, sleeping Baiken. "Seeya later, kid." He then let go and was pulled into the time vortex.
When he landed on the other side, he was back in the alley in Beijing. "That was weird," he said half dazed. "I wonder if Baiken would remember any of that. Nah, if she did she wouldn't have freaked out on me." He sighed and started walking back onto the sidewalk.
Baiken left the bar, still feeling as bitter as when she entered. She couldn't forget what had happened those many years ago because of that idiot. As she walked, she took out from her traveling pack the one thing left behind from her bloody past; a large, worn out red cloth. It had been with her since she had come conscious from the gears attack. Whenever she looked at it, it always reminded her of a big warm smile.
As she stared at it, she accidentally walked into another pedestrian, both being knocked down. "Hey watch where you're going!" she shouted. She looked up to see that it was Axl, but he seemed different. Instead of having that hurt look on his face, he put on a warm, friendly smile.
"What's up Baiken?" he said as he got up. It was as if he was glad to see her. Axl put out his hand so he could pull Baiken to her feet. Naturally, she would have smacked it away, but something stopped her. For some reason she felt that she could trust him, and both were surprised when Baiken grabbed his hand and let him lift her up.
She didn't say anything, but stared at Axl for a moment before noticing that Axl's usual red bandanna was not there. In all the times she had seen him, she had never seen him without it. This caused a lost memory to stir, and she remembered whose face that smile had belonged to. "I'm Axl, Axl Low, and I'm glad you're alright. You can keep that bandanna on your head." Those words seemed to ring clearly in her mind after being drowned by those horrible memories of her parent's murder by the gears. Axl was the one who had saved her, her last hope when all had been lost. Axl stared back at her and knew that she had finally recalled the memory of her lost past.
"You remember what happened, don't you?" he said after minutes of silence. The other people n the sidewalk simply ignored the two strange people and walked around them, not knowing the importance of the two's meeting.
"How could you have done that? That was years ago, and you don't look any older then you did then." Said Baiken.
"Don't you know? I travel through time, well, by accident really. I've been trying to find a way back to my own time. For me, I just saved you from those gears about a day ago." Said Axl. "You might say that I've lost everything that I once had, like you have." Baiken stared at him, thinking about how cruel she had treated him since they first met, and now it turns out that he was the one who had protected her. He had always tried to be nice to her, to be her companion, but she had always pushed him away. He was like her; both had lost what was special to them. Baiken felt like crying.
"I'm sorry for being so hostile to you all this time." She said as she looked at the ground. What happened next was something that no one had ever done since she was only a child, before she lost it all, her arm, her eye, and her loved ones. Axl hugged her.
"I understand. It's alright. I'll be there for you when you need someone." He said as he continued to embrace her. Baiken didn't try to resist. It felt good to be held, to be cared for. She tilted her head up to look into Axl's deep blue eyes. "Thank you for being there." She said. She smiled out of happiness that someone truly cared for her wellbeing. She closed her eye and gave Axl a soft kiss on the cheek. This startled him, but only for a moment, and soon closed his eyes and let himself sink into Baikens warn grip as the people of Beijing went inside their homes and the evening wore on.
They stayed like that for what seemed eternity.
"Uh, Baiken, can I have my bandanna back?"
To be continued (I hope).
I hope you liked it. It seems a little rushed, but I hope people still like it enough to Review it. I will try to continue this on write another Axl fic, maybe about his past, but only if you, the reader, put in a good word for me, so review or you'll make me angry, and you wouldn't like me when I'm angry! (Turns into some giant monstrous hulking green gear creature and rampages San Francisco).
Disclaimer: I don't own Guilty Gear or any of its characters, but does Mr. Ishiwatari realize how many Rock stars could sue him? He he.
Broken Pasts
In the bustling city of Beijing, in a sullen, dark part of the city, a lone, pink haired samurai sat at a bar, contemplating on her past and what had happened that fateful day. Some of her memories were cloudy, some as clear as spring water, and others as black as the void. One thing she did remember was that man.
He had stood there as the Gears had destroyed her home and slaughtered her friends and family. She held the corpse of her mother as the gears came closing in, and she was sure that she would die after losing her arm and eye as well as her parents, but up to that point, it all went black. The last thing she had remembered after that was being in a deserted cottage in the woods, her wounds already treated. All she could think about was having revenge on the gears that had ruined her once happy life. And that was Baiken's quest.
There was something that had puzzled her as of late. How had she survived the attack? Did that man spare her, left her alive so she could remember everyday the horror of losing everything she had? No. That wasn't it. Someone had saved her, but whom? She would have to wait for these answers, and hope her lost memories would come back to life.
Baiken ordered a glass of wine, to help forget her tragic past. As she drank, a tall figure came to sit on the stool next to her. It was that fool who thought he had a chance at ever being a real fighter. Axl Low. She ignored him as he asked for a bottle of regular, generic beer. No taste at all. They both sat there, not saying a word. Until he spoke.
"Hey Baiken. Haven't seen you in a while. How's your revenge going?" he asked.
"Shut up. It's none of your business." She replied with resentment. Baiken did not want to be reminded of her tragedy, and this fool wasn't making things easier.
"Don't be upset about it," said Axl. He took some time to stare at her for a moment. "Do you want to talk about it?" This was it. He being near her was enough to make her angry, and now he wanted to talk about it?
"Talk about!? How could an idiot like you ever understand the way I feel?! Get the hell out of my sight!" yelled Baiken. Everyone at the bar began to stare at her making her feel both angry and embarrassed. Axl, however, was feeling a very different emotion. He looked hurt, almost saddened, something not many had ever seen before, far from his cheerful demeanor. He stood up and walked away.
"You know, you're not the only one with problems of their own. Seeya." He then walked out the door, leaving behind an angry and humiliated Baiken.
Axl walked out of the bar, feeling both sad and angry at himself. Ever since he had first traveled through time, he had lived a very lonely life, the closest thing to a friend being Sol, and he was hardly what some consider friendly. He missed the 21st century, before the gears, and before the chaos, but most of all he missed Megumi. He often wondered if he could ever find his way back, and that's why he had to find a way to get back to the past.
He decided to take a detour through an alley. All he had wanted to do was help Baiken through her pain, but then she had just burst at him. Axl did know what it what it felt like to lose it all, but he had a chance to get it back, while she didn't. If only he could help. That was the only thing else he needed to do before he returned to the past. Axl felt he needed to help others cope through the pain of the war with the gears. But sometimes he doubted his power.
Further up the alley, he felt a strange tingle, a sudden chill of energy that seemed to whip up the air and his hair with it. He knew what was happening. The time portal. He turned around to see the familiar wormhole, ready to suck him into another time. Axl tried to run, but as usual, its strong vacuum pulled him in, and he fell through time and space into his undesired destination.
Axl fell to the ground as the portal closed. He sat up and was horrified at what he saw next. It was a city being demolished by gears, bodies lying on the ground, lifeless. He ran to the safety of the ruin of a destroyed building.
"Of all of the places to be, why here?" he said to himself. Axl laid low for awhile, not wanting to draw attention.
Suddenly, a shrill cry could be heard. He couldn't just sit around and do nothing. Axl got up and ran to the source of the scream. He turned a corner to see a young girl being surrounded by gears. It looked like she had fainted. Axl had to act fast. He threw one of his chained kamas at the head of one of the gears, slicing it off. This drew the attention of the others. Axl flung his kamas into the shoulders of another while kicking one in the chest. He decided to use his trump card to take care of the rest. He ran off in another direction, so the young girl would not be caught in the blast. He stopped running and got into his ready stance, waiting for the gears to get close enough. Then when the first gear nearly reached him, he cried "Hyakue Renshou!" Axl's body was surrounded by a bright orange ball of flame, incinerating the gear. He then threw his kama at the other ones, burning them to ashes as well.
"Humph, piece of cake." Axl ran back to where the girl lay, and it frightened him to see that her arm and eye had been torn off. "Wait, her arm and eye are missing? Is this Baiken?" The girl moaned in pain. "Argh, I've got to save her!" Axl scooped the young Baiken in his arms, carrying her away from the carnage. He ran until he came to the edge of a forest, then entered and soon found a small cottage. It's owners were probably killed by those monsters he thought.
He opened the door, being as careful as he could with the unconscious future samurai. He laid her on a bed, and noticed that her wounds were flowing freely. "Don't worry little gal, Axl's here." He explored the house until he found some first aid equipment. He came back and used some anti- infecting spray and before bandaging up Baikens wounds. There were a lot of cuts, and it took up half the bandages to seal the place where her arm was torn off. He ran all out when he noticed one last cut on her head. Axl got an idea, and undid his bandanna and tied it around her forehead.
Axl waited for a few hours, hoping Baiken would be okay. "You look kind of cute when you're asleep, ya know?" he said more to himself then to her. It was strange, but she almost reminded him of the way Megumi slept. Axl shook his head. Why would she remind me of Megumi? He thought. Axl studied the young Baikens face for a few moments. Do I.have feelings for her?
Baiken then began to stir from her deep slumber. Axl was startled and went next to the bed to see how she was. "Baiken, wake up, are you okay?" Baiken opened her one undamaged eye to look into Axl's smiling face.
"Who are you? She asked in a faint voice.
"I'm Axl, Axl Low, and I'm glad you're alright. You can keep that bandanna on your head." He said, pointing to his former headgear.
"You saved me didn't you, thanks." Said Baiken. They stared into each others eyes for a moment before Baiken fell back to sleep. Axl smiled at how cute she seemed. "Sleep tight kid." Just then he felt the electric chill once more, and saw another time portal opening. "Ah crap, not again. I can't leave Baiken alone like this." He grabbed the bed in hopes of not being pulled in, but then he saw that the vortex was starting to pull the sleeping Baiken in. Axl only had a second to think.
"What should I do? If I leave Baiken like this she may not recover, but I can't let her get pulled in, or we may end up in an even worse place, and if I try to help her, We'll both be pulled in, and I can't let that happen. I'll have to go in myself." Axl took one last look at the young, sleeping Baiken. "Seeya later, kid." He then let go and was pulled into the time vortex.
When he landed on the other side, he was back in the alley in Beijing. "That was weird," he said half dazed. "I wonder if Baiken would remember any of that. Nah, if she did she wouldn't have freaked out on me." He sighed and started walking back onto the sidewalk.
Baiken left the bar, still feeling as bitter as when she entered. She couldn't forget what had happened those many years ago because of that idiot. As she walked, she took out from her traveling pack the one thing left behind from her bloody past; a large, worn out red cloth. It had been with her since she had come conscious from the gears attack. Whenever she looked at it, it always reminded her of a big warm smile.
As she stared at it, she accidentally walked into another pedestrian, both being knocked down. "Hey watch where you're going!" she shouted. She looked up to see that it was Axl, but he seemed different. Instead of having that hurt look on his face, he put on a warm, friendly smile.
"What's up Baiken?" he said as he got up. It was as if he was glad to see her. Axl put out his hand so he could pull Baiken to her feet. Naturally, she would have smacked it away, but something stopped her. For some reason she felt that she could trust him, and both were surprised when Baiken grabbed his hand and let him lift her up.
She didn't say anything, but stared at Axl for a moment before noticing that Axl's usual red bandanna was not there. In all the times she had seen him, she had never seen him without it. This caused a lost memory to stir, and she remembered whose face that smile had belonged to. "I'm Axl, Axl Low, and I'm glad you're alright. You can keep that bandanna on your head." Those words seemed to ring clearly in her mind after being drowned by those horrible memories of her parent's murder by the gears. Axl was the one who had saved her, her last hope when all had been lost. Axl stared back at her and knew that she had finally recalled the memory of her lost past.
"You remember what happened, don't you?" he said after minutes of silence. The other people n the sidewalk simply ignored the two strange people and walked around them, not knowing the importance of the two's meeting.
"How could you have done that? That was years ago, and you don't look any older then you did then." Said Baiken.
"Don't you know? I travel through time, well, by accident really. I've been trying to find a way back to my own time. For me, I just saved you from those gears about a day ago." Said Axl. "You might say that I've lost everything that I once had, like you have." Baiken stared at him, thinking about how cruel she had treated him since they first met, and now it turns out that he was the one who had protected her. He had always tried to be nice to her, to be her companion, but she had always pushed him away. He was like her; both had lost what was special to them. Baiken felt like crying.
"I'm sorry for being so hostile to you all this time." She said as she looked at the ground. What happened next was something that no one had ever done since she was only a child, before she lost it all, her arm, her eye, and her loved ones. Axl hugged her.
"I understand. It's alright. I'll be there for you when you need someone." He said as he continued to embrace her. Baiken didn't try to resist. It felt good to be held, to be cared for. She tilted her head up to look into Axl's deep blue eyes. "Thank you for being there." She said. She smiled out of happiness that someone truly cared for her wellbeing. She closed her eye and gave Axl a soft kiss on the cheek. This startled him, but only for a moment, and soon closed his eyes and let himself sink into Baikens warn grip as the people of Beijing went inside their homes and the evening wore on.
They stayed like that for what seemed eternity.
"Uh, Baiken, can I have my bandanna back?"
To be continued (I hope).
I hope you liked it. It seems a little rushed, but I hope people still like it enough to Review it. I will try to continue this on write another Axl fic, maybe about his past, but only if you, the reader, put in a good word for me, so review or you'll make me angry, and you wouldn't like me when I'm angry! (Turns into some giant monstrous hulking green gear creature and rampages San Francisco).