Wow, I didn't know that this was the only IY GITS crossover… interesting…
Anyway, thank you all very much for the reviews! For all of my loyal fans, this is chap 3!
Side note: Motoko's and Batou's personalities might change a bit OOC, but you'll see why :P
Ch. 3
"Ouch…"
There was no other word that a being could utter in such a situation. Head throbbing, hands and feel bound in some electrical restraints of some kind, and worst of all…
He was STILL hungry…
Kouga's eyes slowly opened to drink in his surroundings. Four bleak grey walls, a few bars in a small square, and a strange rectangular marking on the wall about the size that a door would be…
"Heya, sunshine." Kouga's eyes strained as they looked upwards. He met a strange face: instead of eyes, there were short white cylinders protruding from his eye sockets. An overall square head, and long white-blond hair tied back in a pony tail. That, with some of the weirdest clothes that he had ever seen…
Kouga groaned in pain as his muscles burned. Must have been some kind of poison or stun, and it had to be powerful to work on him.
The man's grin faded. "You've got some nerve doing that… Openly stealing and pillaging innocent people's earnings."
"Innocent?" Kouga half coughed and half laughed out the word. "A human? Bah."
"'Human'?" the white-haired man repeated. "Man, you were right; this guy's nuts aren't in the right place." He said this while tapping his head.
--Do you know how strange that just sounded?—
--Oh shut up, Ishkawa!—
--Your wish… is not granted…--
"Will you shut up?" He said aloud.
Kouga cocked an eyebrow up at this man. Nuts? Talking randomly? Man, he was confused…
"Batou, will you let me handle this?" Motoko's voice, smooth and calming with years of experience dealing with Batou's quarrels, slid silkily into the cramped air of the room.
"Fine. This guy's really messed up, though…"
"'Messed up'? What the hell to you mean by that?" Kouga snarled.
Batou was about to reply, but the major quickly interjected. "If you please…" Her eyes were dangerously dark, more demanding than asking for him to leave.
He huffed, though complied, exiting through the strange (to Kouga, at least) rectangular design on the wall after tapping a few strange square devices on the wall.
"Now, where to you want to start?"
"How about this: where the hell am I, who are you, who was that guy, where the hell am I, and why are you wearing undergarments in public?"
Motoko blinked. "Section nine in our holding basements, I'm Motoko; that was Batou, You're still in section nine, and this is NOT underwear."
"Under-what?" He blinked. "You're not under anything…"
Motoko looked at the security camera surveying them, looking for help. –And WHY exactly did you assign this to me again…?—
Aramaki shrugged in front of the screen in his office, Motoko's angered (for her at least) face staring hard. –I don't really know WHAT to tell you, major. Just try to see what information you can get out of him. If he is indeed insane, that will make him all the more dangerous…--
--And I'd be the only one to survive that, right?—
--And Batou, too, but his people skills aren't very good.—
--Yes, I know. It doesn't take a genius to figure that out…--
--HEY! I heard that!—
Aramaki sighed. –Continue on, Major.—
Kouga's confusion seemed to have no end… first that big crazy guy who talked to himself, this steel room with no living thing in it besides himself, and now some braud that he knew from before was just staring off into space. WHAT WAS WITH THIS PLACE!
The purple-haired woman turned back to him. "Okay, let's start this off simple, okay? What is your name?"
"Kouga."
Okay, that wasn't so hard. "Last name please?"
"Last name?" Kouga blinked. "What's that supposed to mean?"
It was Motoko's turn to blink. "Are you that stupid?"
He growled in indignance. "I don't know what kinda whacked-out place you have here, but I only have ONE name, and that's Kouga."
She sighed. This guy was more stubborn that most men she had to deal with…and that was saying something, as she mentally smirked.
"Okay, fine…Kouga…"
One of his eyebrows quirked at her in question, but he said nothing. The feeling in his arms and legs was starting to come back to him…just a few more minutes…
"Here's something else simple: where do you live?"
"Everywhere."
"What do you mean by that? Are you homeless?" She eyed him over once again. The armor and furs didn't seem to have been put together by an amateur; that much was certain. And the typical ragged clothes that one saw on a homeless person were no where to be seen on this guy.
"Homeless?"
Motoko rested her forehead in her hands. She took a deep breath, and pulled up another chair that had been sitting off to the side. "Can you please just tell me what your address is?"
"What the hell is an addy-rest? Why did you humans take me here in the first place?"
"'Human'?" Motoko rolled the word around in her mouth for a moment. Okay, this guy was stupid, uneducated….stupid…and, well…an IDIOT. Not to mention cocky, and insane as well. He thought he wasn't even human…
"Look, we can to this the hard way, or the easy way…"
"What are you gonna do?" Kouga smirked. "Use that little shocker on me again?"
--Turn it on lightly, chief.—
--Very well. We're watching you two on our monitors…he's a stubborn one, isn't he?—
--That would be going lightly…--
--Shut up, Batou.—
She would have smiled at his grumble, but now wasn't the time for that sort of thing.
Kouga jerked in pain as the electrical bonds suddenly roared to life, sending powerful bolts of electricity through his body. Right now, if this had been anyone else, she would have been hesitant about doing it. After all, frying a cyborg's circuit boards often meant death in certain situations. But this guy had stood up to a stun gun, and if that didn't instantly fry the circuits, it was doubtful that something only a little over that voltage would do it.
The bolts stopped, and he hung limp in his bonds. "How barbaric…" She muttered. The major stepped forward, poking the unconscious man's foot. "Maybe he'll be in the mood for talking later." She turned, heading for the door.
"You really know nothing about demons, do you?"
Motoko stopped; turning to face the demon's laughing face. His eyelids slanted upwards in an almost gleeful face, his pupils dilating right before her eyes. "Too bad you won't get to learn from this…"
--Major! Get out of there!— Aramaki's voice practically screamed inside her head. –He's breaking through the bonds!—
Motoko fled for the door, she could even hear the metal ripping behind her. What kind of thing WAS this guy? Some sort of new cyborg? Or was he actually…
Motoko felt the titanium door open, and have it close right behind her. She let out a breath of relief…nothing short of a nuclear…
Boom.
Her eyes opened suddenly as the entire room shook. Was he…
Boom.
No…how could he?
Kouga
He flew at the spot she had disappeared into, his kick, slamming into the wall, denting it a good foot or so. He still needed more room, though. There was no way he'd be able to break through that barrier with the inample room he had been given…unless…
He checked with a brush of his fingers to check and see if the jewel shards were still there…YES! They were! A few steps back, and…
Motoko
She could hear the pattering of bare feet as this man came towards the door…did he really have the strength to…
"MOVE!" she shouted to no one in particular, and dashed off to the side and down the hallway, away from the…
BOOM.
The door suddenly pounded forward. Although not broken, it wouldn't last for long.
People ran screaming (which is saying something considering it was a police force center,) as with one final groan the door burst open, huge chunks of metal scattering about the room like bits of glass would from a window. She threw herself on the ground as a particularly big piece flew over her head, smashing into the concrete in front of her.
She saw a brown blur rush past her down the hallway and veer off down another passageway. They were in trouble now…
Kouga
Where the hell was he supposed to go? He didn't want to have to kill these humans, though he would if he had to. Kagome had always been a big part of his life, killing off her kind wouldn't seem right, even if they were a bunch of idiots who tried to keep a demon hostage.
He veered off again down another random hallway. Everywhere seemed the same to him, and he couldn't pick up the scent of the way they had brought him in here. That meant that he was going the wrong way, or else it had just faded.
If it HAD faded, that meant he had been kept here a while…
A while he didn't have to spare, he needed to find his pack, he needed to find his territory; he needed to find…Kagome…
He shoved anyone in his way roughly aside. Not like he had to DO much, running 50 mph in a crowded hallway sent people flying everywhere. If he hadn't been running to get out of here, he would have been amused at the way they flew about him like bowling pins.
Suddenly the white-haired man with a ponytail was standing before him.
"Get outta my way you ugly excuse of a bastard!" Kouga yelled.
"I didn't want to have to do this." Batou pulled out his hand-held gun, and pointed it.
"Sorry."
Bang.
The pain was unlike anything he had ever experienced. A new hole right through his gut, no more than half an inch wide, was bleeding horribly.
He tripped and fell, his left hand over the wound, other on the ground trying to support his weight on flimsy arms.
Batou sighed. "Give up already. You can't win here…"
"It'll be a sad day when I surrender to a HUMAN!" Kouga roared, exploding forward, his fist shattering his opponent's left arm.
Circuitry and prosthetic equipment mixed with blood crashed onto the floor in a small avalanche. Batou fell to the ground, breathing heavily. The wolf demon smirked. "You have a lot to learn about wolf demons, bud…"
"BATOU!"
"What in the—" Kouga had barely any time to react as Motoko's foot slammed into his face, knocking him back, hard, against the wall causing a gigantic dent to appear.
Motoko pulled out another gun, and fired, directly in the lung.
Kouga gasped, falling to his knees once more, small crumbling bits of wall falling about him. "What the hell are….those…things…"
He collapsed onto the ground, a small pool of blood gathering on the floor.
Batou stared hard at Kouga, then at the stairwell that he hadn't noticed before. "Who the hell is this guy?"
"That is none of your concern."
Both of the agents looked up to see a shadow on the wall of the stairwell. It moved, almost gaily, down the steps where the man then came into view.
"Oh great, ANOTHER freak show…" Batou muttered.
"You aren't in the position to insult, mortal." Hard golden eyes glared daggers at him.
"Looks like he's insane, too."
The cold, expressionless eyes moved to Motoko. "I assume you are a police force, yes?"
"What kind of a stupid expression is THAT?" Batou blurted. "Of course we are…"
"Loose lips have lost many battles…" The smallest of grins reached his lips. "Perhaps you should keep them in check…"
Shouts of "Hold it right there!" and "Freeze!" were heard from behind the section nine officers, as many as a dozen police officers (or "henchmen," as Ishkawa called them,) lined up in formation.
"Oh, please…" The man rolled his eyes; then raised his right hand. A slight green glow radiated from his fingertips.
"Die."
(Motoko)
She shook her head as she sat in a lobby. Batou was in the hospital for his injuries, and most of the other personnel, Togusa, Ishkawa and the others included, were working to help repair the damage.
The chief sat in his desk, rubbing his temples slowly. "Are you sure he did that much damage? Unarmed?"
"Which one? The Kouga guy did, yes, but the other intruder I can't really explain."
Aramaki turned in his chair, facing the screen that had all of the damage pictures.
"What do you make of it, major?"
"Seems like some sort of steroid enhancement, to me…but not even the most buffed-up man on earth couldn't do that to the titanium…"
"That's what's concerns me. Both of these men were obviously not normal people…"
"War droids?"
"The electricity would have killed Kouga, then. And droids don't bleed, either."
"That's true. But there's one thing I really don't understand…"
Aramaki turned to face her, his eyes permitting her to continue. "What was that green thing?"
"Our analyses concluded that it was some sort of poisoned whip. Unknown is how it was able to slice three of our personnel in half so easily and with the obvious damage elsewhere."
Motoko closed her eyes, remembering that it was a quick reflex to duck that had saved her life as that green what's-it killed some of their men and cut small fissures in the ground.
"One this is certain, though."
Motoko's eyes opened again. "What's that?"
"If we ever have to fight them again, we're going to be in some deep trouble…"
End chapter
Whew! Got that one out of the way. I apologize profusely for the lack of remembering to update. School was a bitch, as usual, and then I had summer school, with nearly as much work as during the year, add to that summer theatre, martial arts classes, driver's ed….you get the idea.
Anyway, here's to those who reviewed:
Byrnstar: I can see how you would see this as a strange crossover. I was a little concerned as to how to do this myself, lol. I added in Kouga's viewpoint in things (like the cars being animal-less carts) for a bit of flavor. It gets kinda dull if Kouga instantly knows what a car is…not like he'd know what one is even if he lived in our time period…
Apparation7: I didn't really know it WAS the first GITS crossover (sweatdrop) Goes to show you how intelligent I am… but thanks for the compliments.
mistressKC – wanteddeadoralive: Kouga in futurecool, yes. But Kouga in futurehumor too, heheh evil grin
EdHacker: Very interesting about Kagome and Inuyasha coming to rescue him, but as you can see, Kouga's already been "rescued." I'll consider that aspect, though.
SuzakuNoMiko: pure genius? (blushes) thanks. I do agree with your opinion on GitS though. It needs more humor in it, and humor there shall be…
Thanks for your reviews everyone! I'll update as soon as I can!
Peace out.
Dakyu