I decided that instead of writing a separate story, I'd just attach this
one onto the story thus far.
As to the nature of the romance in this story, it is definitely Hayami+Muteo romance. I have no problem with H+K, but I prefer H+M stories. Anyone who read my previous Blue Sub No.6 fiction, will know what kind of stories I write.
This time, I am aiming for a longer and more exciting story arch with lots of compelling characters and plot twists.
You may want to read "If You'd Just Say You Love Me" so that this story makes more sense.
So, without further adieu, on with the story!
-Bojack
THE HYBRIDS'S SONG: A Story of how a Man protected a Victimized Planet
Chapter One: A Victimless Crime.
Night time was upon the East and darkness was the stark rule of the Night. Yet, a single brilliant flash is all that it takes to shatter this. it is in this story. Look not to land, but to the water, where, what was once a great structure of industrial might, is now the burning husk of an oil rigging platform.
Dr. Dumont looked up at the burning heap of mechanized rubble and smoking crude petroleum in amazement. He then happened to notice a sleek green body floating in the dark, shiny water. "What on Earth?" He exclaimed as he reached down to see what it was and was surprised to see a pair of garnet colored eyes looking at him through narrowed lids.
***
However, you need not look far to see that other places were greatly different from the current chaos envisioned elsewhere.
Hayami was fast asleep in bed when the phone rang. He blindly fumbled in the dark for the phone on the nightstand. He finally located the source of the unpleasant metallic ringing. He held the phone to his head and spoke into the receiver. "This is Hayami Tetsuya, what do you want?" He spoke into the receiver flatly, his voice was very husky from the usual daze of sleepiness.
"Hayami, it's me, Dr. Warlock, I have some rather important news to tell you, other wise, I wouldn't have called you so late or rather so early." Said the (all too) familiar voice of the scientist.
"This had better be important." Hayami muttered into the phone, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples in frustration from being suddenly torn from his pleasant sleep.
"Well, Hayami, I have come into possession of something that you may be interested in, as well as Muteo." He began.
Hayami perked up slightly when he heard the rather cryptic statement from the Doctor. "Go on."
"Well, I found another on of Muteo's kind along the coast line, seven miles from Nihan Harbor." He informed him in a dry, serious tone of voice.
"A. Kat?" Hayami asked in surprise, remembering that Kino had once said that Verge had called her kind "Kats".
"Yes, another female, not unlike 'yours'. You really should come see for yourself." The scientist replied to him through the phone.
"Thank you." Hayami replied to the Doctor his eyes tried to adjust to the dim light of the room.
"Oh, Hayami, it might help if you brought Muteo with you." He added.
At first, Hayami didn't understand, but he quickly understood the scientist's reasoning. "Right, I'll bring her." He replied as he placed the phone back down in it's cradle and began rubbing his eyes.
He rolled onto his side and looked at the small hybrid female laying next to him, snuggled up him. He could feel her breathing as she was pressed up against him. Hayami had learned that Muteo wouldn't sleep without being next to him. He figured that the possessiveness was simply part of her species. He didn't really mind though, after all, he was rather possessive of the girl, himself.
He smiled as he rubbed her cheek gently, making her smile in her sleep.
***
Mr. Macintyre sat wearily in his office, looking at the door through narrow eyes. He watched silently as the door slid open and two men stepped in. Both being very familiar to him; the first was a tall blond haired man with tanned skin and wearing a black suit and tie. The other man was shorter, and obviously Asian. He was wearing gray suit and had his hair slicked back.
The two walked into the office, which was filled with lots of books and artwork, it had a large Persian rug across the floor. Macintyre had an old map behind him and to his right that showed the way the world had looked before the melting of the polar ice caps, which had begun some seven years earlier and ended just a year ago. There was another map, showing was left the world now, and it was much sparser, with much of the lower lands totally gone.
The blond haired man stepped forward. "Mr. Macintyre, sir, Mr. Okayami is here to speak with you." Said the man in a calm and emotionless voice.
"Thank you, Mr. Clarke; you can leave us alone now." Mr. Macintyre instructed the man in a flat tone, motioning toward the door.
The man nodded and left the room silently; closing the door behind him as he did. Mr. Okayami then stepped forward and stopped in front of Macintyre's desk and scowled as him.
"Now what seems to be the problem?" Macintyre asked casually as he pored himself a glass of scotch from a bottle that he kept on his desk. He filled his glass and then offered the other man some, without saying a word.
"Damnit, Macintyre, one of your riggings exploded!" Okayami exclaimed as he looked at the man sitting before him.
Macintyre looked up at him casually, not showing any emotion. "Yes, I heard about that an hour ago," He remarked, not displaying any emotion as he downed the drink and set the glass down. "Most unfortunate, now what is this all leading to?" He asked him coolly.
"Don't you get it, once the authorities and those media vultures find out what you're doing out there, we'll all be finished!" Okayami exclaimed.
"They won't find out anything, all that they will know is that there was a small accident at a simple Oil Rigging Platform out in the ocean." He replied in a serious tone of voice.
"The platform is completely destroyed!" Okayami exclaimed. "There's no way to hide something like that." Okayami replied.
"We won't be hiding the rigging, we'll be hiding the information; there is a difference between the two." He replied without any emotion.
"What do you mean 'we', it's your platform, and your damned people designed it! It's no problem for my company" Okayami exclaimed, glaring at the infuriating indifference in the countenance of the man's expression.
"Yes, my people did build it, but your company owns the building permit and the license to operate the equipment." He exclaimed. He then went on. "Your company owns it in name, so if someone is going to take the fall, it will be your company, or have you forgotten that?" He asked in a slightly aggressive tone.
Mr. Macintyre stood up and looked directly into the other man's eyes. "You're in far too deep to just walk away now. So, I suggest that you shut up and do as I say, unless you want something unpleasant to happen to Okayami Oil Enterprises!" He said, stepping forward and staring the smaller man down. "You're the devil's advocate now, so just shut your mouth and leave the clean-up work to me and my people, do you understand?!" He exclaimed. Mr. Macintyre seemed to suddenly grow cold and fierce before the other man.
Okayami silently nodded and stepped back.
"Just leave things to me for now, I'll paint the press a nice little picture that they'll swallow, and if they don't like it, then they can go to hell." He replied. "Now leave!" Macintyre exclaimed, pointing towards the door as he did.
The Japanese man quickly left the office without saying another word.
After he was sure that he was gone, Macintyre looked down at his desk and pressed a button. "Mr. Clarke, please come in." He said into the speaker.
After a few moments, the blond haired man entered the room. "Yes sir?" He asked.
"I have a job for you." Macintyre began.
***
The light of the new day crawled slowly into the world of the dawn. The dark sky was gradually forced back by the orange and red lines of the sun.
Hayami had carefully followed the instructions that Dr. Warlock had given him during their discussion over the phone. He looked at his watch and saw that it was a quarter past five and the sun was just barely beginning to poke its head out of the ocean. He looked over at Muteo, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the small hovercraft that Hayami owned.
He smiled as he noticed that she had fallen back asleep, snoring quietly while she was covered by Hayami's large trench coat.
***
Dr. Warlock looked up from his print outs and set down his pen as he saw Hayami step through the doorway and into the lab, he could see that Muteo was leaning against his side for support, but she was standing on her own to legs for the most part and she wasn't really shaking much, which was quite amazing to him. He really had to the give the girl credit for coming so far along.
Warlock smiled wistfully as he saw the hybrid standing in front of him. "I am glad you two are here, I must say that I am impressed that she can do that." He said as he gestured towards Muteo.
Muteo looked up at Hayami with a look of uncertainty in her eyes and she gnawed her lower lip slightly.
He looked back into her crimson eyes. "It's okay, he won't hurt you, I promise." Hayami said in a gently voice.
Muteo relaxed and smiled back at him. She then looked at the Doctor, who smiled enigmatically at her. "Hello, Muteo, I am Dr. Warlock." He said to her in a very calm tone of voice. Muteo smiled at him shyly, but made no further move, and, instead, stayed by Hayami's side.
"You said you found another Female, may we see it now?" Hayami asked the scientist calmly as he looked at him.
"Of course, come with me." He replied and then motioned for them to follow him through another doorway within the lab.
The three of them stepped into a room that was better lit then the previous one they had been in. They could see another man in a lab coat.
"Aloha, Dr. Dumont." Warlock replied with a wave as he stepped into the large room.
Another man stepped forward; he was medium height with glasses and a beard and a ponytail he had broad shoulders and dark eyes. "Hello, Dr. Warlock." Dumont replied.
Warlock stepped forward. "I see we have company." He remarked as he motioned towards the two figures behind Warlock. His eyes then grew wide as he peered at the smaller figure next to the tall man. "My god!" He exclaimed as he looked at Muteo. He was surprised to see that a 'Kat' could be so adapt at standing up.
Dr. Warlock stepped aside motioned towards the pair with him. "This man's name is Hayami Tetsuya, he's a local islander." He said, pointing at Hayami. "And this little creature is, as you may have guessed, is the Female that I was pursuing." Warlock added.
Dumont started to step forward but stopped as he saw that Muteo became nervous by this motion. "I'm sorry, she must be very nervous around humans." Dumont remarked as he stepped back.
"Show them the young lady you found, Marcus." Warlock instructed his colleague.
Dumont nodded and led the three over to a large cylindrical tank filled with water. It was about six feet tall and filled with fresh water. Yet, the most compelling detail was that there was a person inside it. It was a muteo, like Hayami's, but it was a pale green color and smaller and it seemed to be in a bad physical state. It was much thinner and paler. And it was scarred on various spots over the surface of its body. It had lines under its eyes as if it had been deprived of sleep and it was breathing heavily as it floated upright in the glass tank.
Muteo's eyes grew wide as she looked at the other female hybrid before her, and she looked up at Hayami uncertainly.
Hayami looked over towards the man called Dumont. "What happened to it?" He asked, looking down at the small hybrid female in the tank.
"That is something that we were hoping you could help us find out, Hayami." Warlock inserted into the conversation.
Hayami turned towards Warlock. "What can we do to help?" He asked quizzically.
Dr. Warlock narrowed his eyes. "Not so much you, but rather little Muteo here," he said, motioning at Muteo" I want her to communicate with this creature." He explained.
"The poor thing is hysterical with fear of us; I had to sedate her earlier to keep her from injuring her self in the tank. We want Muteo to talk to 'Emma' here and try to convince her that we're the good guys." Dumont added.
"Emma?" Hayami asked in somewhat confused tone of voice.
Dumont looked over his shoulder as the muteo known as "Emma" and then back to Hayami with a crooked smile. "Yes, I named her after my favorite aunt, Emma."
A sweat bead ran down the side of Hayami's head, as he remained quiet for a moment.
Muteo them held her hand forward against the tank's smooth outer surface. ".Emma." She said to herself. She then looked over at the three men. "Muteo will talk to Em-ma for sci. er. Doctor men." She said with a slight blush when she had trouble speaking the last word.
Dumont smiled broadly at the simply reply from the creature. "Excellent." He remarked as he walked up and patted Hayami on the shoulder.
Dr. Warlock grinned. "Then all we have to do now is wait for her to come around." He added.
~End of Chapter One~
Well, I hoped you liked this story, please read send me some reviews so I can know what you think of it.
Thanks,
Bojack727
As to the nature of the romance in this story, it is definitely Hayami+Muteo romance. I have no problem with H+K, but I prefer H+M stories. Anyone who read my previous Blue Sub No.6 fiction, will know what kind of stories I write.
This time, I am aiming for a longer and more exciting story arch with lots of compelling characters and plot twists.
You may want to read "If You'd Just Say You Love Me" so that this story makes more sense.
So, without further adieu, on with the story!
-Bojack
THE HYBRIDS'S SONG: A Story of how a Man protected a Victimized Planet
Chapter One: A Victimless Crime.
Night time was upon the East and darkness was the stark rule of the Night. Yet, a single brilliant flash is all that it takes to shatter this. it is in this story. Look not to land, but to the water, where, what was once a great structure of industrial might, is now the burning husk of an oil rigging platform.
Dr. Dumont looked up at the burning heap of mechanized rubble and smoking crude petroleum in amazement. He then happened to notice a sleek green body floating in the dark, shiny water. "What on Earth?" He exclaimed as he reached down to see what it was and was surprised to see a pair of garnet colored eyes looking at him through narrowed lids.
***
However, you need not look far to see that other places were greatly different from the current chaos envisioned elsewhere.
Hayami was fast asleep in bed when the phone rang. He blindly fumbled in the dark for the phone on the nightstand. He finally located the source of the unpleasant metallic ringing. He held the phone to his head and spoke into the receiver. "This is Hayami Tetsuya, what do you want?" He spoke into the receiver flatly, his voice was very husky from the usual daze of sleepiness.
"Hayami, it's me, Dr. Warlock, I have some rather important news to tell you, other wise, I wouldn't have called you so late or rather so early." Said the (all too) familiar voice of the scientist.
"This had better be important." Hayami muttered into the phone, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples in frustration from being suddenly torn from his pleasant sleep.
"Well, Hayami, I have come into possession of something that you may be interested in, as well as Muteo." He began.
Hayami perked up slightly when he heard the rather cryptic statement from the Doctor. "Go on."
"Well, I found another on of Muteo's kind along the coast line, seven miles from Nihan Harbor." He informed him in a dry, serious tone of voice.
"A. Kat?" Hayami asked in surprise, remembering that Kino had once said that Verge had called her kind "Kats".
"Yes, another female, not unlike 'yours'. You really should come see for yourself." The scientist replied to him through the phone.
"Thank you." Hayami replied to the Doctor his eyes tried to adjust to the dim light of the room.
"Oh, Hayami, it might help if you brought Muteo with you." He added.
At first, Hayami didn't understand, but he quickly understood the scientist's reasoning. "Right, I'll bring her." He replied as he placed the phone back down in it's cradle and began rubbing his eyes.
He rolled onto his side and looked at the small hybrid female laying next to him, snuggled up him. He could feel her breathing as she was pressed up against him. Hayami had learned that Muteo wouldn't sleep without being next to him. He figured that the possessiveness was simply part of her species. He didn't really mind though, after all, he was rather possessive of the girl, himself.
He smiled as he rubbed her cheek gently, making her smile in her sleep.
***
Mr. Macintyre sat wearily in his office, looking at the door through narrow eyes. He watched silently as the door slid open and two men stepped in. Both being very familiar to him; the first was a tall blond haired man with tanned skin and wearing a black suit and tie. The other man was shorter, and obviously Asian. He was wearing gray suit and had his hair slicked back.
The two walked into the office, which was filled with lots of books and artwork, it had a large Persian rug across the floor. Macintyre had an old map behind him and to his right that showed the way the world had looked before the melting of the polar ice caps, which had begun some seven years earlier and ended just a year ago. There was another map, showing was left the world now, and it was much sparser, with much of the lower lands totally gone.
The blond haired man stepped forward. "Mr. Macintyre, sir, Mr. Okayami is here to speak with you." Said the man in a calm and emotionless voice.
"Thank you, Mr. Clarke; you can leave us alone now." Mr. Macintyre instructed the man in a flat tone, motioning toward the door.
The man nodded and left the room silently; closing the door behind him as he did. Mr. Okayami then stepped forward and stopped in front of Macintyre's desk and scowled as him.
"Now what seems to be the problem?" Macintyre asked casually as he pored himself a glass of scotch from a bottle that he kept on his desk. He filled his glass and then offered the other man some, without saying a word.
"Damnit, Macintyre, one of your riggings exploded!" Okayami exclaimed as he looked at the man sitting before him.
Macintyre looked up at him casually, not showing any emotion. "Yes, I heard about that an hour ago," He remarked, not displaying any emotion as he downed the drink and set the glass down. "Most unfortunate, now what is this all leading to?" He asked him coolly.
"Don't you get it, once the authorities and those media vultures find out what you're doing out there, we'll all be finished!" Okayami exclaimed.
"They won't find out anything, all that they will know is that there was a small accident at a simple Oil Rigging Platform out in the ocean." He replied in a serious tone of voice.
"The platform is completely destroyed!" Okayami exclaimed. "There's no way to hide something like that." Okayami replied.
"We won't be hiding the rigging, we'll be hiding the information; there is a difference between the two." He replied without any emotion.
"What do you mean 'we', it's your platform, and your damned people designed it! It's no problem for my company" Okayami exclaimed, glaring at the infuriating indifference in the countenance of the man's expression.
"Yes, my people did build it, but your company owns the building permit and the license to operate the equipment." He exclaimed. He then went on. "Your company owns it in name, so if someone is going to take the fall, it will be your company, or have you forgotten that?" He asked in a slightly aggressive tone.
Mr. Macintyre stood up and looked directly into the other man's eyes. "You're in far too deep to just walk away now. So, I suggest that you shut up and do as I say, unless you want something unpleasant to happen to Okayami Oil Enterprises!" He said, stepping forward and staring the smaller man down. "You're the devil's advocate now, so just shut your mouth and leave the clean-up work to me and my people, do you understand?!" He exclaimed. Mr. Macintyre seemed to suddenly grow cold and fierce before the other man.
Okayami silently nodded and stepped back.
"Just leave things to me for now, I'll paint the press a nice little picture that they'll swallow, and if they don't like it, then they can go to hell." He replied. "Now leave!" Macintyre exclaimed, pointing towards the door as he did.
The Japanese man quickly left the office without saying another word.
After he was sure that he was gone, Macintyre looked down at his desk and pressed a button. "Mr. Clarke, please come in." He said into the speaker.
After a few moments, the blond haired man entered the room. "Yes sir?" He asked.
"I have a job for you." Macintyre began.
***
The light of the new day crawled slowly into the world of the dawn. The dark sky was gradually forced back by the orange and red lines of the sun.
Hayami had carefully followed the instructions that Dr. Warlock had given him during their discussion over the phone. He looked at his watch and saw that it was a quarter past five and the sun was just barely beginning to poke its head out of the ocean. He looked over at Muteo, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the small hovercraft that Hayami owned.
He smiled as he noticed that she had fallen back asleep, snoring quietly while she was covered by Hayami's large trench coat.
***
Dr. Warlock looked up from his print outs and set down his pen as he saw Hayami step through the doorway and into the lab, he could see that Muteo was leaning against his side for support, but she was standing on her own to legs for the most part and she wasn't really shaking much, which was quite amazing to him. He really had to the give the girl credit for coming so far along.
Warlock smiled wistfully as he saw the hybrid standing in front of him. "I am glad you two are here, I must say that I am impressed that she can do that." He said as he gestured towards Muteo.
Muteo looked up at Hayami with a look of uncertainty in her eyes and she gnawed her lower lip slightly.
He looked back into her crimson eyes. "It's okay, he won't hurt you, I promise." Hayami said in a gently voice.
Muteo relaxed and smiled back at him. She then looked at the Doctor, who smiled enigmatically at her. "Hello, Muteo, I am Dr. Warlock." He said to her in a very calm tone of voice. Muteo smiled at him shyly, but made no further move, and, instead, stayed by Hayami's side.
"You said you found another Female, may we see it now?" Hayami asked the scientist calmly as he looked at him.
"Of course, come with me." He replied and then motioned for them to follow him through another doorway within the lab.
The three of them stepped into a room that was better lit then the previous one they had been in. They could see another man in a lab coat.
"Aloha, Dr. Dumont." Warlock replied with a wave as he stepped into the large room.
Another man stepped forward; he was medium height with glasses and a beard and a ponytail he had broad shoulders and dark eyes. "Hello, Dr. Warlock." Dumont replied.
Warlock stepped forward. "I see we have company." He remarked as he motioned towards the two figures behind Warlock. His eyes then grew wide as he peered at the smaller figure next to the tall man. "My god!" He exclaimed as he looked at Muteo. He was surprised to see that a 'Kat' could be so adapt at standing up.
Dr. Warlock stepped aside motioned towards the pair with him. "This man's name is Hayami Tetsuya, he's a local islander." He said, pointing at Hayami. "And this little creature is, as you may have guessed, is the Female that I was pursuing." Warlock added.
Dumont started to step forward but stopped as he saw that Muteo became nervous by this motion. "I'm sorry, she must be very nervous around humans." Dumont remarked as he stepped back.
"Show them the young lady you found, Marcus." Warlock instructed his colleague.
Dumont nodded and led the three over to a large cylindrical tank filled with water. It was about six feet tall and filled with fresh water. Yet, the most compelling detail was that there was a person inside it. It was a muteo, like Hayami's, but it was a pale green color and smaller and it seemed to be in a bad physical state. It was much thinner and paler. And it was scarred on various spots over the surface of its body. It had lines under its eyes as if it had been deprived of sleep and it was breathing heavily as it floated upright in the glass tank.
Muteo's eyes grew wide as she looked at the other female hybrid before her, and she looked up at Hayami uncertainly.
Hayami looked over towards the man called Dumont. "What happened to it?" He asked, looking down at the small hybrid female in the tank.
"That is something that we were hoping you could help us find out, Hayami." Warlock inserted into the conversation.
Hayami turned towards Warlock. "What can we do to help?" He asked quizzically.
Dr. Warlock narrowed his eyes. "Not so much you, but rather little Muteo here," he said, motioning at Muteo" I want her to communicate with this creature." He explained.
"The poor thing is hysterical with fear of us; I had to sedate her earlier to keep her from injuring her self in the tank. We want Muteo to talk to 'Emma' here and try to convince her that we're the good guys." Dumont added.
"Emma?" Hayami asked in somewhat confused tone of voice.
Dumont looked over his shoulder as the muteo known as "Emma" and then back to Hayami with a crooked smile. "Yes, I named her after my favorite aunt, Emma."
A sweat bead ran down the side of Hayami's head, as he remained quiet for a moment.
Muteo them held her hand forward against the tank's smooth outer surface. ".Emma." She said to herself. She then looked over at the three men. "Muteo will talk to Em-ma for sci. er. Doctor men." She said with a slight blush when she had trouble speaking the last word.
Dumont smiled broadly at the simply reply from the creature. "Excellent." He remarked as he walked up and patted Hayami on the shoulder.
Dr. Warlock grinned. "Then all we have to do now is wait for her to come around." He added.
~End of Chapter One~
Well, I hoped you liked this story, please read send me some reviews so I can know what you think of it.
Thanks,
Bojack727