Hey all, sorry for my lack of writing lately, this chapter had to me thought out, and I'm actually working on a parody of Gone, Gone, Gone by Phillip Phillips called Slattern's Gone. There was a preview of it in the chapter where Striker sings on the beach. You may have noticed I changed the rating of the story because of this chapter being the darkest one I have ever written. WARNING: Character Death, major plot twists, swearing, gore and me screwing with the fandom.
Don't say I didn't warn you -
Striker and Gipsy celebrated the Jaeger's victory over the Kaiju outpost with snuggling in their bed. The two poked up when they heard a crash in the storage area nearby.
"Stay here, Gips. I'm going to check on that." the Mark V said as he got up
"Be careful, Striker." the Mark III responded. She was waiting for the right moment to ask Striker something, but stuff just kept happening.
Striker walked into the storage room to find a few large cans knocked over.
"Why are these so big?" he said to himself. He looked at the label on one, and said in surprise
"Wait, this is what you would feed to large reptiles or... Kaiju!"
Just then, he was elbowed in the back of the head, and knocked out
The door to the two Jaegers' room opened, and Gipsy turned to see Striker walk in.
"Strike, what was it? Mouse? Raccoon?" Gipsy asked
"Nothing. Who ever stacked those things needs to be fired. They did a crappy job." Striker said, annoyed
"Um... Striker? Are you feeling okay?" she asked him as he got into bed
"Yes, now shut up so I can sleep." The Mark V said, being hostile
"Sorry... I just... You seem different..." the saddened Mark III continued
"OH! I'm sorry! Did I hurt your feelings? I don't care BITCH! People change, Danger. What do you think I am, your Australian boy toy for to make out with at your pleasure?" the angered Striker said loudly
"NO! I love you Striker, and you know that!" Gipsy said, trying to defend herself
"Oh, really? I couldn't notice from all the God-damn mistakes you make! You screwed up at the Breach, jeopardizing the mission, and killing us both! Then you nearly got me killed AGAIN! You are a fucking mess, Danger! I don't know why they brought you back, especially after Anchorage." Striker yelled
"Striker..." Gipsy said, with tears in her eyes
"SHUT UP!" the enraged Mark V screamed at the terrified Gipsy. To her terror, her fiance jerked the ring off her finger, and threw it, before removing his and, with a horrifying snap, broke it.
Gipsy broke down in tears, causing Striker to bend down next to her and say
"Fine, cry. That's all you're good for anyway"
Striker woke up in a prison cell, still groggy from being elbowed in the head. He got up, and stretched out the kink in his neck.
"Hello Sutokaiyeureka." a voice said.
"My name is Striker Eureka." Striker responded "Show yourself."
"I am over here. To your left." the voice said. Striker turned to find...
"A Precursor."
"I am a Celestial. I was in charge of Project: Hunter."
"Does that have to do with Jaegers? Jaeger means hunter in German."
"Yes. I brought you and the other Jaegers back." the Celestial said
Raleigh walked into Gipsy and Striker's room just as 'Striker' was about to leave. He was wearing a call sign that 'Striker' had given him.
"Oh, hi Ray. I see you still have that call sign. Good." Striker said as he pushed a button on his watch, detonating the call sign and splattering Raleigh's blood everywhere.
"Bye, Ray." he said
WOAH! Crazy reveals! I can here the reviewers saying "RALEIGH!"
