Chapter 3: Werewolf
Disclaimer: I don't own Outlaw Star
"So, where're they gonna meet us?" asked Gene as they sped down the highway in Jim's Efrau.
"He didn't say. But by they looks of things their pretty close to us." replied Aisha as she continued to stare into the screen of the tracker that Jak had given her before they split ways. By the looks of things they weren't that far from each other. It seemed that Jak and Jim were going parallel to them.
"Alright, keep going straight and we should meet up with them." said Aisha.
As they continued to move down the road at a breakneck speed they began to hear something. It was the whirring of the gun-copter coming right in their direction.
"Aisha. Look again and see where they are!" yelled Gene.
When Aisha looked down she saw that there was a curve that Jak and Jim were going through. The only problem was that the interstate like road next to them was blocked from that area by a 10 ft. tall wall. And they were headed right for it, and by the looks of things it seemed like they were just about to crash into the wall.
On the other hand, looks can be deceiving. The very next second Aisha heard a roaring, along with another, noise and looked up to see the two that were supposed to crash into the wall come crashing down from above said wall nearly landing in the car. They landed at an angle and were still able to keep riding once they landed.
"Whoooo-haaa!" was the other noise she heard as the other two made their way down the wall that they should have crashed in.
Gene looked over to see the other two had just made it and were riding right beside them.
"Told you I'd get him back safe!" yelled Jak toward Suzuka.
Suzuka slightly bowed in his direction. It was her way of showing that she was thankful.
They crew road on the apparent "freeway" for a bit more. The street lamps were casting down their tan glow on them as they passed, still out-running the on coming assault from the gunning helicopter.
"Here, you guys need to take him!" said Jak
Before anyone could protest Jak picked Jim up by the back of his coat and lifted him up with the hand opposite the car. He sped up a bit and then threw Jim right into the backseat of Efrau, where only Aisha was sitting. Jim landed right in her lap.
"JIM!" yelled Aisha. She brought her arms around Jim and pulled him into a big bear-hug. The only problem was that she caught him right when he was taking off his helmet. So, needless to say, Jim' head was, unbeknownst to Aisha, pulled right into the valley of her breasts. Well, to put it simply this wasn't having the best outward effect on the young lad. Once the hug was over he pulled away and sat back in the other seat. He seemed to have invented a few new shades of red in the process.
"Jim, are you alright?" asked Melfina from the front seat.
"Yeah, I'll be alright." stated the teen.
"Sorry about that!" yelled Jak, "But I wanted to get the kid over there just in case-"
Jak never got a chance to finish that sentence. What he was trying to say was that just in case Kirkland managed to get a shot in and hit his motorcycle. He never got a chance to finish because the very thing he had been warning them of happened.
Orange and red flames began to burst from the bike as Jak was jetted forward. The OLS crew was lucky enough not to have any flying pieces from the almost completely destroyed motorcycle hit them. Jak wasn't as lucky. He was thrown forward and began to slide, bounce, and skid on the ground, until he finally slammed right into a light pole. But he still didn't stop. Since they were going about 150 mph Jak ended up taking out 4 light poles, finally stopping at the fifth and only bending it beyond measure down to his body.
"JAK!" yelled the OLS crew as they came to a screeching halt on the road. Jim shot over Aisha and joined Suzuka as they made their way toward what looked to be Jak's lifeless corpse.
"Ahh… did that suck!" yelled a voice. Jim and Suzuka stopped in their tracks and looked toward Jak. What they saw was Jak putting a leg up and pushing the bent light pole to the side so that he could get up. From the looks of things he had a bunch of ugly, and really big, scratches on his body, where skin had been completely ripped off. His arm looked broken and his fingers were distorted with some of them disconnected, but hanging by a thread. His head was also hanging at a very peculiar angle.
Suzuka and Jim looked at him and nearly threw up at the sight of him, but what was really disturbing was that his injuries were healing right in front of them. The scratched and gashed areas of his skin began to form skin over them, closing up almost automatically. His fingers began to reconnect once again and realign the right way. His head began to convulse a bit as his neck reconnected at the right spots and his head was once again on the right angle.
"Fuck, did that hurt." said Jak as he reached over with his right arm to re-straighten the left one.
Jim and Suzuka could only stare as the man that had just looked like he came out of a Freddy Crougar only a moment ago was now standing as if nothing happened.
"KURKLAND!" yelled Jak as he walked right into the path of the gun-copter, "THAT WAS MY BIKE YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"
With that Jak pulled out what looked to be a caster. It was pure obsidian black in color and had different markings of red and silver all across the gun. It looked a lot like Gene's, but it had two blades on the top and bottom at the end of it. It made the end look like a crescent moon. Finally it had the name Selene engraved on the side in silver.
He then pulled out a shell from another part of his trench-coat and loaded it. He took aim at the helicopter that was rapidly speeding towards him. With that he held up his middle finger at the copter before firing his caster.
The shot traveled with amazing speed before finding its target. It struck the copter dead on causing it to begin explode. Much like the motorcycle the copter began to burst into orange flames. It exploded in different areas again and again before finally falling to the ground and skidding on the road, bringing up debris and pavement. It finally came to a complete stop in the very end of the crater it had created.
"Son of a bitch." muttered Jak as he placed his caster back into secret pocket in his pants. It was an extra large one and concealed the weapon very nicely.
He turned around and saw the crew staring at him wide-eyed.
"What?" asked Jak.
"What the FUCK was that!" screamed Gene.
Jak looked at the ground for a second before looking back at the crew.
"Right now I don't have time to explain. Right now we need to get out of here. If I know Kurkland then I think that he was only piloting that copter from a remote location. If I'm right then he's coming back and we need to get out of here now."
"Alright, but you owe us an explanation if your going to join the crew." said Suzuka.
"Fine." said Jak.
Starwind and Hawking Enterprises
Back at the current residence of Starwind and Hawking everyone was in the living room waiting for Jak's story.
"Well, were waiting." said Gene impatiently.
"Alright, then I guess I should begin by saying this. My name isn't Jak Sereano, it's the name I go by now but not before; before I was known as Ken Kratos. And yes I am the Kratos who you are thinking of if you're thinking of the thief. I was also a drifter. About 9 years ago I was drifting near C'tarl C'tarl space when I was attacked. It was the Kei Pirates. My ship was almost completely destroyed. I was nearly dead when one of the C'tarl C'tarl ships came across mine, and did what I thought was to rescue me." began Jak.
"What do you mean 'what I thought was to rescue me'?" asked Aisha.
"They did rescue me from that ship, but I made it out of the frying pan and right into the fires of hell. I was pronounced dead soon after I didn't return so they had nothing to worry about. So I ended up being rescued for a purpose. For their own twisted experiments, for their own benefit." said Jak, "What they did to me was unlike any nightmare I ever had. They messed with my body and D.N.A, altering them. They put me through rigorous training in the C'tarl C'tarl ways as well as other ways from Terran Martial Arts. I became the first in a line of fighting machines that were going to be used in wars that the C'tarl C'tarl faced. Sacrifices on the front line so that their own soldiers wouldn't have to sacrifice themselves and a lower creature could for their causes instead."
"What! That can't be true. Fighting is in our blood. We would never do something like that!" shouted Aisha.
"Yeah, well apparently those that did this to me didn't share in the same view as your own. Besides, the whole operation was something under the table so only a few of the more cowardly higher ups knew about it." began Jak, "Anyway, when they altered my body they only gave me enhanced senses and abilities. My regenerative and a few other properties came later. What happened was that I was transferred into a newer experiment. The one I was I was involved in had been going on for a few years, but this one was much more gruesome. They took something from me in that experiment, my humanity. They ended up putting me through a series of even worse experiments, and I was the end result. My hair, eyes, and entire body changed, because I ended up becoming something in-human."
"What are you then?" asked Melfina
"Well, minus the legends and some other stuff, I am, in essence, a Werewolf."
A\N: Okay, this is the first chapter I've updated in a while, and I have to say I don't think it turned out too bad. I left it at a cliffhanger here because it seemed like the best point in which to do so. R and R and I'll write again soon.