AC 201 Heero and Wufei are preventors called in for an accident on a sweeper ship captained by Duo. However it was no accident there's a killer on board and it isn't human. If you like suspense and gore you'll like this horror story. (At least I'm hoping to create suspense I believed I managed it.)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters I only get my jollies off on torturing them and my readers with horrible gory stories like the one below. Bandia and a bunch of other rich and talented folk own these characters. Please don't'sue me.
Warnings: Rated R just to be on the safe side contains yaoi, gore and minor amounts of smut.
Secondary warning: I don't think my stories are scary, not to me personally but I have gotten that in my feedback (few as there was but there was some). A kind reviewer wrote to me and said, "don't change your style of writing. It's yours. There are people out there that will appreciate it." I thank that person. So I haven't toned it down or changed how I write but I am giving you fair warning.
Jaaku na Gundam
(English Translation The Evil Gundam)
Chapter 12 Psalm 23"I'm sure it's there, Heero," Duo said calmly. His voice seemed to come from right next to him.
Heero looked up and saw Duo's face in the crack. It was only a little more than a foot and a half wide now. Duo had jumped onto the portal in attempt to calm Heero, at the risk of his own life.
"Duo," he said reverently.
Heero was struck with the sudden fear that this would be the last time he saw his face. He feared that the hatch would close killing the poor guard—trapping him forever.
"Sumimasen ga," he told him and he reached for him. He needed to touch him.
Duo eyes widened at his statement. Just as he grabbed the front of his tee shirt Heero felt the suit shudder. No, please he thought as he shoved Duo away from the portal.
"It's going to close," Heero shouted.
He raced again to the chair. Frantically, he searched pulling and tugging at the arm rests. They were smooth and solid. He heard a series of beeps.
"No!"
He heard Duo's scream. He felt something heavy and warm slam into his back. The hatch had closed. Heero sat there in the darkness trapped between the chair and what was left of Mike, panting and frozen in terror.
He could hear his own heart beating. He remembered the Christian story of Jona and the whale. That's how he felt like he had been swallowed. He was wet, covered in Mike's blood and stinking of innards. His stomach tensed hard, it was like a physical pain.
"The lord is my shepard."
He had heard something through the pain. It had sounded like Duo's voice.
"I shall not be in want."
He was still on the outside of the hatch probably clinging to it. Heero straightened up and listened trying to calm his racing breath.
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death."
Duo, he thought. It sounded like he was right there next to him.
"I will fear no evil."
"Duo?" Heero said softly
"For you are with me."
Heero looked up and saw a soft light coming from the top of the hatch. He pushed himself up struggling against the dead guard.
"Your rod and your staff."
It was Duo's cross. As he had grabbed Duo's shirt he must have pulled on his cross and it had spilled into the interior of the cockpit. It had slipped into the hatch as tried to closed. There was about two inches of space between the edges of the hatch as if it couldn't close on the cross.
"They comfort me."
Heero reached up and gently touched the cross. More of it spilled into the cockpit. The hatch cracked open even further. Heero wrapped his bleeding hand around the cross like a lifeline. He closed his eyes tight the blood made his lashes stick together. He pushed listening to Duo's prayers echoing in his head. The hatch moved.
He grunted and pushed and pushed bracing one leg on the arm of the chair. The hatch continued to move. Heero shoved hard till his feet could barely find purchase. He didn't stop until suddenly he felt hands grabbing at him. He clung to them. He clung to the cross. He could hear voices calling to him—speaking all around him.
"Is he hurt?"
It sounded like Sally. She was breathing heavy as if she had been running.
"I don't know there's so much blood."
That sounded like Wufei. He was breathing heavy too, as if he was angry.
He felt hands pulling on his clothes. Hands were trying to pry him away he wouldn't let them.
"Heero you're going to choke him let go."
It was Quatre. He sounded like he was in pain.
"Just take them both. Duo's not wearing much."
That was Trowa. His voice was soft as always.
Heero frowned. Where was Duo? He needed to make sure Duo wasn't still there clinging to that horrible suit. He felt something tugging again and realized his jacket and shirt was missing. He tried to struggle against the hands now undressing him.
"I think he's having a fit."
Now Heidi and she sounded panicked.
But where was Duo? Duo!
"I got you buddy."
Duo's voice sounded close to him. Heero felt familiar arms wrapped around him. Those hands pulled away the rest of his cold and sticky clothes. He pressed his head to a familiar heartbeat as he let the darkness take him. He was not afraid.
Author's note:
Sumimasen ga means I regret as in I regret what I did.
Sumimasen is more like I'm sorry as in I'm sorry for what I did.
My Japanese isn't really good, so I could be wrong. However for Duo's and Heero past issue I regret was more appropriate for my story line.
TBC
Note: Another chapter I had a hard time writing again difficultly with the pov and trying to relay the action properly. Also Heero in the darkness then having his eyes gummed shut caused the writing to be more abstract, which is so different than the blunt bold statements I was using earlier. Hey, I could be wrong, that's my commentary. I hope I didn't confuse anyone and as always please let me know what you think.