Vs. Virus
By deathsflame
(A/n: Okay! The second chapter to Vs. Virus is up! All of you who like it send more reviews and maybe I'll post the 3rd chapter. ^.^! Well enjoy, and keep sending reviews! Oh and if you like this stuff and I get enough requests in my inbox then I will post up the address to my web site and my comics! Food for thought huh? Umm... yum... food....)
CHAPTER 2
About 10 klicks away, Herro speed down the high way in a dark forest green Jeep sport. Losing no time Herro headed straight to the first checkpoint. His first objective was to find out information.
" Great, why hadn't I been listening to the doctor." He chided himself " duo must be rubbing off on me."
Stopping the jeep out side of a grubby bar Herro quickly took his laptop out and started to crack into dr. Brown's files. Scanning the pages of information on his late works and files hinting to the new virus he is to create Herro could feel the hairs on the back of his neck bristle. It angered him to think that some one could enjoy creating a sickness to make people suffer. Suddenly a personal file popped up.
" So ...the bastard has 2 sons and a daughter hmm??"
The report also told his current and old addresses, and old occupations. Reading down some more he saw an interesting fact.
" Retired OZ specialist in bio chemical warfare..."
A sly smile crept up on to his face. It spread all the way to the evil glare in his eyes.
* " It's like hitting two birds with one stone, I'll destroy a virus and get back at those OZ Bastards." * he thought. His anticipation to reach the Doctor now mounted high. For a second he felt as thought he might laugh with giddiness but he suppressed the urge. Turning the jeep on again he set off to find the place described in the profile to be a favorite hang out of the two sons. He mentally checked off the first checkpoint in the mission, Find information. Second was confirmation of accused suspicions.
Waiting for the busiest time of the club, night, Heero sat at a car garage across the way. As the jeep pulled into a sketchy looking club Heero sighed under his breathe in disgust. He couldn't believe the sons of a highly respected and dangerous professor would hang out in such a down and dirty place.
" Probably for the hookers and prostitutes. God, what scum bags." Heero decided as he walked up to the bouncer. With a stern glare from the hefty bouncer, which Heero met, he was allowed in. Inside was a rush of music and lights. The Ladies of the night danced all around grinding with random men. Seating himself at a bar stool in the corner he noticed that the dance floor was a slew of druggies and hoers. An attractive gal plopped her self down next to him and leaned over, practically into his lap. Her shirt straps started to drape down, showing more cleavage than before.
" Hey, stud. How about you come and dance with me?" she said in a seductive voice. She smelled strongly of alcohol, and the dumb happy look on her face suggested more than a few glasses. Heero almost declined her offer but decided that he needed to blend in. He allowed her to pull him to the center floor and they started to dance. All the mean time he was searching for a trace of the sons of the professor. His waiting paid off when the boys ambled in with girls hanging all over them. Heero excused himself from the dance floor and sat back down at the bar. It was filled with very few people, but it didn't matter to Heero, he was more interested in the mission and the two boys who seemed to notice him.
" that's them" he whispered as the boys eyed him. First instincts told him to pull out a gun, and hold it to their heads. But that approach wouldn't work right no. Not wanting to admit it but Heero knew Duo had been right when he had once told him:
" Not every thing is solved your way."
He also remembered punching Duo's face in for the comment.
" How then?" He asked an imaginary Duo softly. Heero ordered a drink to think with.
By deathsflame
(A/n: Okay! The second chapter to Vs. Virus is up! All of you who like it send more reviews and maybe I'll post the 3rd chapter. ^.^! Well enjoy, and keep sending reviews! Oh and if you like this stuff and I get enough requests in my inbox then I will post up the address to my web site and my comics! Food for thought huh? Umm... yum... food....)
CHAPTER 2
About 10 klicks away, Herro speed down the high way in a dark forest green Jeep sport. Losing no time Herro headed straight to the first checkpoint. His first objective was to find out information.
" Great, why hadn't I been listening to the doctor." He chided himself " duo must be rubbing off on me."
Stopping the jeep out side of a grubby bar Herro quickly took his laptop out and started to crack into dr. Brown's files. Scanning the pages of information on his late works and files hinting to the new virus he is to create Herro could feel the hairs on the back of his neck bristle. It angered him to think that some one could enjoy creating a sickness to make people suffer. Suddenly a personal file popped up.
" So ...the bastard has 2 sons and a daughter hmm??"
The report also told his current and old addresses, and old occupations. Reading down some more he saw an interesting fact.
" Retired OZ specialist in bio chemical warfare..."
A sly smile crept up on to his face. It spread all the way to the evil glare in his eyes.
* " It's like hitting two birds with one stone, I'll destroy a virus and get back at those OZ Bastards." * he thought. His anticipation to reach the Doctor now mounted high. For a second he felt as thought he might laugh with giddiness but he suppressed the urge. Turning the jeep on again he set off to find the place described in the profile to be a favorite hang out of the two sons. He mentally checked off the first checkpoint in the mission, Find information. Second was confirmation of accused suspicions.
Waiting for the busiest time of the club, night, Heero sat at a car garage across the way. As the jeep pulled into a sketchy looking club Heero sighed under his breathe in disgust. He couldn't believe the sons of a highly respected and dangerous professor would hang out in such a down and dirty place.
" Probably for the hookers and prostitutes. God, what scum bags." Heero decided as he walked up to the bouncer. With a stern glare from the hefty bouncer, which Heero met, he was allowed in. Inside was a rush of music and lights. The Ladies of the night danced all around grinding with random men. Seating himself at a bar stool in the corner he noticed that the dance floor was a slew of druggies and hoers. An attractive gal plopped her self down next to him and leaned over, practically into his lap. Her shirt straps started to drape down, showing more cleavage than before.
" Hey, stud. How about you come and dance with me?" she said in a seductive voice. She smelled strongly of alcohol, and the dumb happy look on her face suggested more than a few glasses. Heero almost declined her offer but decided that he needed to blend in. He allowed her to pull him to the center floor and they started to dance. All the mean time he was searching for a trace of the sons of the professor. His waiting paid off when the boys ambled in with girls hanging all over them. Heero excused himself from the dance floor and sat back down at the bar. It was filled with very few people, but it didn't matter to Heero, he was more interested in the mission and the two boys who seemed to notice him.
" that's them" he whispered as the boys eyed him. First instincts told him to pull out a gun, and hold it to their heads. But that approach wouldn't work right no. Not wanting to admit it but Heero knew Duo had been right when he had once told him:
" Not every thing is solved your way."
He also remembered punching Duo's face in for the comment.
" How then?" He asked an imaginary Duo softly. Heero ordered a drink to think with.