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 17 The UltimatumEverything was in preparation as the three lifts rolled towards the bay. The hall was only wide enough for them to go single file comfortably. Duo was up front and he was driving. He had a sweeper as his gunner. The man's name was Andrew Burnson. His nickname was Ace since he was the best lazar gunman on the ship. He was a tall thin light-skin black American that Heero suspected was not colony L2 born, although he and Duo had similar speech patterns.
Trowa was in the middle. He was riding a gunner for one of Quatre's guards. The heavyset blond man that had been a good friend of Mike, his name was Raymond Stilts.
As they rolled up to the door the metallic smell was nearly overpowering. Even in the rear, Heero had to spit to clear his mouth. The smell was so strong that he didn't care if it was rude. He looked ahead to Duo. He would signal to Quatre in the control room once they entered the bay.
Quatre along with the other sweeper and his other guard were in the control room. He would manage the evacuation from there. He would also keep on eye on the third largest bay.
Quatre had wanted to drive for Trowa but his recently reset shoulder could not handle fast maneuvering. Heero glanced ahead at Trowa. He was standing on the motor behind the driver's chair like all the other gunners except he had two lazars welded to the vehicles T-top, one for each hand.
There was some tension between him and Quatre since the black box had revealed that Jaaku na had been in same plant where Quatre had create Zero. When they checked Zero's mainframe they had found within Zero's directives to self repair a hidden program to build. It was convoluted and hard to decode but they had decoded enough to know it had made Jaaku na.
Jaaku na's flight recorder also showed coordinators that shadowed Zero's. It had even been on Libra for a short time. The coordinates on the recorder had mapped out a journey that showed that Jaaku na had been shadowing Zero's different stops during the war and after. It was frightening to think that all that time that suit had been there, watching and following the path of its maker.
Heero felt his stomach tense at the sound of the bay door opening. He knew the suit was there in that big empty bay sitting in the corner—hiding in the dark stinking of blood and burnt flesh.
The bay door opened and Heero released a breath. He had the uncanny feeling that as soon as the door opened something would pop out at them. The bay was as it was before empty with the suit positioned far in the back.
Heero was glad to see that it had not grown any larger but his happiness was short-lived, as they got closer. The hatch was closed and the suit's neck and chest were covered in Mike's blood. It had changed color again. It was a darker fleshy pink with green tinged edges and with the patches of blood and other fluids. The color was more like that of a burn victim's skin gone bad. Heero looked down the arms and noticed that the ridged hands now extended into claws. It had grown. It had grown claws.
They rolled to a stop about a hundred yards from the suit. They were all dressed alike in dark space suits. Small propulsion jets were attached to their backs in case they lost gravity. He didn't want to think about that. If they lost gravity they would be at the mercy of the suit.
Heero was surprised when Duo stood up instead of giving the order to close in on the suit. He stood up from the driver's seat and spoke directly to it. Heero's heart nearly stopped. Duo was speaking directly to Jaaku na. The vehicle had no glass in the windows so Duo's voice was unobstructed.
"Jaaku na," Duo shouted causing all of them to look at him.
"This is my ship and as the captain of this ship I cast you out. I want you off my ship." Duo paused for a breath then continued. "I know you can hear me."
There was no response from the suit, not that Heero expected any. He glanced back at Duo and saw that he was far from done. Duo was staring hard at the suit. In his eyes was a look that Heero hadn't seen in years. It was the look of Shinigami.
Heero felt his stomach tense a little more. This time it was stronger than before.
"What's he doing," Wufei whispered to him.
"Shh," Heero said back.
He didn't know what Duo was doing. Was it a show for the men? He knew he had an open channel to Quatre but that was all. Duo's voice was casting some sort of spell and he and everyone else was transfixed on the situation. They were like an audience watching a play.
"I want you off my ship, you get off now or I'll make you," Duo threatened his voice a hoarse shout in the empty bay.
Heero could see the concerned looks the others were giving Duo. They didn't say a word but Duo's actions were disturbing them. They kept glancing from Duo to the suit nervously.
"You get off my ship, you hear me—I cast you out!" Duo shouted his voice rising with each word.
Duo was shouting now but he didn't sound hysterical. Heero again glanced at the motionless suit. Heero's eyes were jerked back as he heard Duo scream at the suit.
"JAAKU NA! You get off my ship or I'll cut you into little pieces and throw you—"
Heero felt his stomach tense so hard it became hard to breath. His eyes flicked back to the suit and he watched in shock as the Gundam turned its head to look down at them.
He heard a shout. The sound was so full of terror he at first didn't recognize it as Wufei's. It blended in with other cries of horror rising all round him. He couldn't shout his stomach had tensed so hard he couldn't make a sound.
TBC
Comments
I want to thank everyone for their reviews and a give smile to r for the questions they were very amusing. I unfortunately can't answer them all Jaaku na won't let me and as you can see that suit gets around but below are answers to some .
From: r
r How long is this story going to be?
We are just about half way through it.
r Will it end when everyone is dead except for one person?
If one person is still alive then it's not the end. :)
r Will you have The Evil Gundam speak?
I might. Would you like to hear that?
r And if you do, will it have a catchy phrase like "Die, Fleshy, die!" or Heero's "I'm going to kill you!"
Ha!! Ha!! I must laugh at that question it was very funny. Unfortunately, the first phase is too crude for Jaaku na, it's a Gundam and the second would need a disclaimer.
r Am I asking you too many questions?
No, I love it!
My special thanks to Starshifter whose chapter by chapter commentaries and personal input help me refine my story. You are the best! To future readers all reviews big and small are appreciated so please don't be shy.