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Chapter 13
"We have to find the quickest way out." Artorus commented as he looked at the display-grid of the complex. Jackson and Harmon were also with him, along with Rita. Clement was also there.
"I've gone over this grid and the best way out of here is through the service tunnel to the Northern Complex." Jackson remarked as he pointed at the image of a long tunnel linking the two structures together.
"How is the Northern Complex any safer then this?" Rita asked.
"It's the best bet," Jackson answered. "I accessed the computer system's records, and there was no detected movement in the northern complex in the last seven days." He concluded.
"That's sounds like the best bet to me." Harmon remarked.
"How do we reach it?" Artorus asked.
"We'll have to take the maintenance lift down to the 3rd level basement." Jackson replied. "From there, we can get into the tunnel that will take us to the Northern Complex." Jackson added.
"How long is the tunnel?" Harmon asked.
"The tunnel runs straight to the northern complex, it's close to one hundred meters." Clement informed them. "But with the random power failures in the various sections, the rail car will probably be out." He added.
"Then we'll have to go on foot then." Artorus inserted.
A voice cut in. "Sound's fine by me." Einrich stepped forwards. She was dressed in her camouflage pants and white t-shirt.
Rita looked over at her colleague. "You're alright?" She asked.
"I'm better then ever." The female marine replied. "And now I want revenge on those sons of bitches!"
"Good to see you back, girl." Jackson greeted her.
Artorus turned back to the others. "We'll move in the morning, at first light." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I need rest," He began. "And I suggest that you all get it while you still can." He offered to the group. He then picked up hid things and walked back into the lounge.
***
Artorus slipped off his jacket and placed it on top of the table near where he was sitting. He looked over at his bandaged arm and checked it. The bleeding had stopped and there was only a small crimson stain of the white bandages. He checked out his pulse rifle and checked the display on it. The tiny screen showed 22 rounds. He checked his extra clips and made sure they were intact.
He set the gun down and leaned back in his seat. His head arched back and he looked up at the ceiling. The illumination from the fluorescent lights flickered in his eyes. He heard a clicking sound and looked over as the door slid open.
Rita stepped out of it. She was still wearing her jacket and armor, but her helmet must have been back in the front room. "Are you feeling alright?" She asked him as she leaned back against a short bookcase. She reached up unbuckled her vest and slid it off, onto the floor. She unbuttoned her jacket and slid it off as well. It landed on top of her vest.
Artorus nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replied. "Just a little tired."
Rita sighed and stretched her arms out. She then looked back at him. "Thank you, for what you did back there." Rita spoke to him softly.
"It was nothing." He replied.
"No, it was something." Rita shook her head as she spoke. "You took charge back when we didn't know what to do, and you got us back safely." She continued.
Artorus looked off to the right and smiled slightly. He then seemed to be thinking about something. She watched as his ears begin twitching while he narrowed his eyes.
An amusing thought passed through her mind as he got up and walked over to where she was now sitting and joined her.
"How are you?" He asked her, and then looked away.
"I'm fine." She replied. "Just a little shaken up."
Rita watched his ears twitching, amusement visible in her eyes. "Do you know that your ears move when you're thinking?" she suddenly asked him on impulse.
His attention suddenly perked up and he looked over at her. "You know, I never really thought to it." He replied with a smile.
"It's kind of cute, too." She admitted, blushing slightly and looking away for a moment. She then took a breath and looked back at him as he stood before her.
She was finally able to see how impressive his form really was. She had to admit that he really did cut a striking figure now that she thought about it. He was tall- about six and a half feet. He had a very slender waist and a broad chest, which she could see through his tight shirt.
"Can I touch your ears?" She then asked him, obviously nervous as she tried to build up her courage.
"You want to touch my ears?" He asked, surprised but not really upset- by the boldness of the request. He then stood up.
It soon became her turn to be surprised as he advanced towards her in few long strides and was practically on top of her as he stood over her; looking deep into her eyes. She could see the dull light from the lamps reflecting the glint of his amber yellow canine-like eyes. Though at so close up, she could actually distinguish that they were brilliant amber- color with flecks of gold mixed in. Her breathing was now starting to become shallow as he loomed over her.
Rita gulped, realizing just how close they were to one another now; she was beginning to get nervous as she was not sure as to what his intentions were.
Their noses were touching now. She could feel his warm breath on her face. He looked down at her keenly, she could see straight into his brilliant yellow eyes. "Do you want to touch them, now?" He asked, and then suddenly pressed his lips against hers and kissed her rather roughly.
Rita jumped from the sudden contact, but she rapidly eased into it. She whimpered into his mouth as he pushed her up against the wall of the room. However, he suddenly pulled his head back and looked at her with concern. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't force myself on you like that." He offered in an apologetic tone of voice, resting his hands at her sides.
Rita gulped and looked into his eyes for a moment. "Artorus?" She began.
"Yes?" He replied.
She took a deep breath. "Did you mean it, just now, when you kissed me?" She asked. "Or is this just another tease?" She asked. Before he could make a reply, she spoke up again. "I'm not just some little animal you can toy with, so you have to be sincere." She told him
He placed his right hand on her cheek and looked her deeply in the eyes. "Yes, of course." He began. "There's something about you that makes me want you so badly." He explained with a gentle look in his eyes. "It's a powerful attraction that I can't explain."
Rita looked into his eyes, her pale green orbs meeting his dark amber ones. She pulled his face up to hers and rubbed her cheek against his, softly, and sighed. She then leaned back and smiled. "I know what you mean." She replied. "There's something about you... you're such an animal." She added. "And it's really a turn-on for me." She told him shyly as she kissed him softly on the lips. An attractive blush spread across her pale cheeks as she pulled back to look at him. She then reached up and began scratching the back of his ears softly, and brushed her fingertips along the edges and stopped at the bushy black tips.
An electric shock ran down her spine as she suddenly felt his sharp canines brush up against her lips. She flinched at first, but slid her own tongue into his mouth to meet his.
He slid his hands down her side and reached around and stopped over her bottom. Rita rapped her legs around his mid-section. She gasped, feeling the friction of their bodies grinding against one another.
She trembled as she heard his growl slightly as he brought his mouth down her neck, licking and kissing it. Rita gasped as Artorus brushed his lips along her collarbone.
Something flashed in her mind; it was the image of the monsters from earlier. Suddenly, it was as if she was being held by one of them, instead of Artorus. She screamed and tears welled up in her eyes.
She cried out and he pulled back, looking at her. "Rita! What's wrong?!"
"NO!!!" She howled, images of the sleek black monsters in her eyes.
He grasped her by the shoulders and shook her. She seemed to be being terrorized by some unseen nightmare as she struggled against his restraining grip.
"It's just me; Artorus." She spoke to her softly as he held her tightly against him.
After a while, she looked up at him, with tears streaming down her face. "We can't just leave here," She told him.
"What do you mean?" He asked her as he ran a hand down her back, soothingly.
She wiped her eyes as she looked up at him. "We have to find a way to kill them all; we can't just leave these things here." She explained. "They can't make it to earth, because they'll just multiply and kill everything."
"I'll talk to Jackson," Artorus began. "Maybe we can blow the reactor." He added as he walked over and picked up her pulse rifle and handed it to her. "But right now, our main concern in getting the hell out of here, we have to make it to the northern complex before we can do anything else." He explained.
"I suggest that you get some sleep now, while you still can," he offered. "I sure as hell plan to." He added bluntly. He sat down on the smooth, tiled floor and leaned his back against a wall.
Rita set her weapon down and walked over to join him. She sat down beside him and leaned against his shoulder for support. It didn't take long for her to drift off to sleep.
Artorus watched her sleep for a few moments and then leaned back and closed his eyes.
***
Einrich was busy checking the ammo in a rifle that Harmon had given her. She recalled that it came from O'Bryan. Meager lamplight reflected on her dirty blond hair and dark eyes.
"Are you okay, girl?"
She looked up to see the face of Jackson looking at her.
She nodded. "I'm fine, why do you ask?"
The computer technician shifted in his seat. "You've been through a lot," He began. "We all have." He added.
She stopped and looked at him. "I don't need your pity; I need you watching my back." Einrich returned. "I showed weakness to those things, and now I have to accept the consequences."
She stood up. "I won't cry over the dead, all I can do now is live." She finished as she set the rifle down on the table.
Jackson smiled slightly and watched her walk off. "You're a hell of a woman." He remarked and got up to get some sleep.
***
This may be the 13th chapter, but it's not unlucky. Please drop me some reviews.
I'm not sure if I should really say much about this chapter, other then that I've been waiting to write it for a while now. I sure hop you all will let me know what you thought about it.
Additionally, I'd like to apologize to BlackDawn because I don't have the art ready. I can no longer access my AOL account from the campus. Anyway, I'll see if I can send them through my yahoo system. I'll see you guys next time.
-Bojack727
Chapter 13
"We have to find the quickest way out." Artorus commented as he looked at the display-grid of the complex. Jackson and Harmon were also with him, along with Rita. Clement was also there.
"I've gone over this grid and the best way out of here is through the service tunnel to the Northern Complex." Jackson remarked as he pointed at the image of a long tunnel linking the two structures together.
"How is the Northern Complex any safer then this?" Rita asked.
"It's the best bet," Jackson answered. "I accessed the computer system's records, and there was no detected movement in the northern complex in the last seven days." He concluded.
"That's sounds like the best bet to me." Harmon remarked.
"How do we reach it?" Artorus asked.
"We'll have to take the maintenance lift down to the 3rd level basement." Jackson replied. "From there, we can get into the tunnel that will take us to the Northern Complex." Jackson added.
"How long is the tunnel?" Harmon asked.
"The tunnel runs straight to the northern complex, it's close to one hundred meters." Clement informed them. "But with the random power failures in the various sections, the rail car will probably be out." He added.
"Then we'll have to go on foot then." Artorus inserted.
A voice cut in. "Sound's fine by me." Einrich stepped forwards. She was dressed in her camouflage pants and white t-shirt.
Rita looked over at her colleague. "You're alright?" She asked.
"I'm better then ever." The female marine replied. "And now I want revenge on those sons of bitches!"
"Good to see you back, girl." Jackson greeted her.
Artorus turned back to the others. "We'll move in the morning, at first light." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I need rest," He began. "And I suggest that you all get it while you still can." He offered to the group. He then picked up hid things and walked back into the lounge.
***
Artorus slipped off his jacket and placed it on top of the table near where he was sitting. He looked over at his bandaged arm and checked it. The bleeding had stopped and there was only a small crimson stain of the white bandages. He checked out his pulse rifle and checked the display on it. The tiny screen showed 22 rounds. He checked his extra clips and made sure they were intact.
He set the gun down and leaned back in his seat. His head arched back and he looked up at the ceiling. The illumination from the fluorescent lights flickered in his eyes. He heard a clicking sound and looked over as the door slid open.
Rita stepped out of it. She was still wearing her jacket and armor, but her helmet must have been back in the front room. "Are you feeling alright?" She asked him as she leaned back against a short bookcase. She reached up unbuckled her vest and slid it off, onto the floor. She unbuttoned her jacket and slid it off as well. It landed on top of her vest.
Artorus nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replied. "Just a little tired."
Rita sighed and stretched her arms out. She then looked back at him. "Thank you, for what you did back there." Rita spoke to him softly.
"It was nothing." He replied.
"No, it was something." Rita shook her head as she spoke. "You took charge back when we didn't know what to do, and you got us back safely." She continued.
Artorus looked off to the right and smiled slightly. He then seemed to be thinking about something. She watched as his ears begin twitching while he narrowed his eyes.
An amusing thought passed through her mind as he got up and walked over to where she was now sitting and joined her.
"How are you?" He asked her, and then looked away.
"I'm fine." She replied. "Just a little shaken up."
Rita watched his ears twitching, amusement visible in her eyes. "Do you know that your ears move when you're thinking?" she suddenly asked him on impulse.
His attention suddenly perked up and he looked over at her. "You know, I never really thought to it." He replied with a smile.
"It's kind of cute, too." She admitted, blushing slightly and looking away for a moment. She then took a breath and looked back at him as he stood before her.
She was finally able to see how impressive his form really was. She had to admit that he really did cut a striking figure now that she thought about it. He was tall- about six and a half feet. He had a very slender waist and a broad chest, which she could see through his tight shirt.
"Can I touch your ears?" She then asked him, obviously nervous as she tried to build up her courage.
"You want to touch my ears?" He asked, surprised but not really upset- by the boldness of the request. He then stood up.
It soon became her turn to be surprised as he advanced towards her in few long strides and was practically on top of her as he stood over her; looking deep into her eyes. She could see the dull light from the lamps reflecting the glint of his amber yellow canine-like eyes. Though at so close up, she could actually distinguish that they were brilliant amber- color with flecks of gold mixed in. Her breathing was now starting to become shallow as he loomed over her.
Rita gulped, realizing just how close they were to one another now; she was beginning to get nervous as she was not sure as to what his intentions were.
Their noses were touching now. She could feel his warm breath on her face. He looked down at her keenly, she could see straight into his brilliant yellow eyes. "Do you want to touch them, now?" He asked, and then suddenly pressed his lips against hers and kissed her rather roughly.
Rita jumped from the sudden contact, but she rapidly eased into it. She whimpered into his mouth as he pushed her up against the wall of the room. However, he suddenly pulled his head back and looked at her with concern. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't force myself on you like that." He offered in an apologetic tone of voice, resting his hands at her sides.
Rita gulped and looked into his eyes for a moment. "Artorus?" She began.
"Yes?" He replied.
She took a deep breath. "Did you mean it, just now, when you kissed me?" She asked. "Or is this just another tease?" She asked. Before he could make a reply, she spoke up again. "I'm not just some little animal you can toy with, so you have to be sincere." She told him
He placed his right hand on her cheek and looked her deeply in the eyes. "Yes, of course." He began. "There's something about you that makes me want you so badly." He explained with a gentle look in his eyes. "It's a powerful attraction that I can't explain."
Rita looked into his eyes, her pale green orbs meeting his dark amber ones. She pulled his face up to hers and rubbed her cheek against his, softly, and sighed. She then leaned back and smiled. "I know what you mean." She replied. "There's something about you... you're such an animal." She added. "And it's really a turn-on for me." She told him shyly as she kissed him softly on the lips. An attractive blush spread across her pale cheeks as she pulled back to look at him. She then reached up and began scratching the back of his ears softly, and brushed her fingertips along the edges and stopped at the bushy black tips.
An electric shock ran down her spine as she suddenly felt his sharp canines brush up against her lips. She flinched at first, but slid her own tongue into his mouth to meet his.
He slid his hands down her side and reached around and stopped over her bottom. Rita rapped her legs around his mid-section. She gasped, feeling the friction of their bodies grinding against one another.
She trembled as she heard his growl slightly as he brought his mouth down her neck, licking and kissing it. Rita gasped as Artorus brushed his lips along her collarbone.
Something flashed in her mind; it was the image of the monsters from earlier. Suddenly, it was as if she was being held by one of them, instead of Artorus. She screamed and tears welled up in her eyes.
She cried out and he pulled back, looking at her. "Rita! What's wrong?!"
"NO!!!" She howled, images of the sleek black monsters in her eyes.
He grasped her by the shoulders and shook her. She seemed to be being terrorized by some unseen nightmare as she struggled against his restraining grip.
"It's just me; Artorus." She spoke to her softly as he held her tightly against him.
After a while, she looked up at him, with tears streaming down her face. "We can't just leave here," She told him.
"What do you mean?" He asked her as he ran a hand down her back, soothingly.
She wiped her eyes as she looked up at him. "We have to find a way to kill them all; we can't just leave these things here." She explained. "They can't make it to earth, because they'll just multiply and kill everything."
"I'll talk to Jackson," Artorus began. "Maybe we can blow the reactor." He added as he walked over and picked up her pulse rifle and handed it to her. "But right now, our main concern in getting the hell out of here, we have to make it to the northern complex before we can do anything else." He explained.
"I suggest that you get some sleep now, while you still can," he offered. "I sure as hell plan to." He added bluntly. He sat down on the smooth, tiled floor and leaned his back against a wall.
Rita set her weapon down and walked over to join him. She sat down beside him and leaned against his shoulder for support. It didn't take long for her to drift off to sleep.
Artorus watched her sleep for a few moments and then leaned back and closed his eyes.
***
Einrich was busy checking the ammo in a rifle that Harmon had given her. She recalled that it came from O'Bryan. Meager lamplight reflected on her dirty blond hair and dark eyes.
"Are you okay, girl?"
She looked up to see the face of Jackson looking at her.
She nodded. "I'm fine, why do you ask?"
The computer technician shifted in his seat. "You've been through a lot," He began. "We all have." He added.
She stopped and looked at him. "I don't need your pity; I need you watching my back." Einrich returned. "I showed weakness to those things, and now I have to accept the consequences."
She stood up. "I won't cry over the dead, all I can do now is live." She finished as she set the rifle down on the table.
Jackson smiled slightly and watched her walk off. "You're a hell of a woman." He remarked and got up to get some sleep.
***
This may be the 13th chapter, but it's not unlucky. Please drop me some reviews.
I'm not sure if I should really say much about this chapter, other then that I've been waiting to write it for a while now. I sure hop you all will let me know what you thought about it.
Additionally, I'd like to apologize to BlackDawn because I don't have the art ready. I can no longer access my AOL account from the campus. Anyway, I'll see if I can send them through my yahoo system. I'll see you guys next time.
-Bojack727