Posted at 2:36 am on Oct 9, 2006 by:
Gojinn
It Never Ends... [Closed]
Gojinn slowly opened his eyes. He couldn’t see anything, but he heard murmurs, and some gurgling. Well, whatever happened, he’d been captured. He’d played right into their miserable fucking hands. What a fucking idiot!
He sighed, and moaned in pain a second.
He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. He was sweating hard.
The muffled noises were a sign he was awake. Someone reached down and pulled his mask off. The light blinded him temporarily. The effects of the tranquilizer or whatever he’d been hit with was still blurring his eyesight.
With a chuckle, he shifts his eyesight to a figure hovering over his face.
I NEVER FORGOT!
Mac wound up and booted Gojinn in the ribcage. He lay on the floor, blood oozing from his lips, as some ran off his head to the rug. His arms and legs were bound heavily and he couldn’t move from the tranquilizer. His body was sweating from the chemicals mixed in with the dart that had hit him earlier, and it was making it even harder for him to talk now.
He simply lay on the floor, Mac standing above him grinning.
You killed Lu thinkin’ it was all ova, huh? You thought the first wave of hitters was it, huh? You probably thought that I’d forgotten… that I’d left town in a hurry to escape you and yours.
He knelt down on one knee and grabbed Gojinn’s face with his hand, making him look right at him.
I’ll never forget about you…
What a day.
Gojinn tried to move, but found it even harder than before.
NOW!
The doors exploded open, and several shots rang out. Gojinn couldn’t see or hear who correctly, but someone lifted him and fled the room with his body. He landed in the trunk of a car, and heard it slam shut, although he was face down on a tire iron right now.
Thank god he couldn’t really feel anything. The car accelerated down the street, it’s tires screeching off the pavement as they spun in place at first.
His sweaty body rolled around the car lifelessly almost. Finally it stopped, and his body hopped up, and slammed into the backseat, before he flops down hard. The trunk opens, and then he loses consciousness again. Must be his body temperature. He’s hallucinating. This isn’t happening..
Hours later he awakens. He’s lying in his bed on his back. His wings are resealed in his skin. There’s a moderately cool wet cloth on his forehead. He can barely open his eyes, but once they do, they water a bit in pain from the light in the room. He can see three people though. His saviors. His friends. His family.
Chillax old man. We saved your ass and capped Mac.
“Yeah, I got him.”
Anyway, it’s done, just rest now. We’ll be here.
He heard them step out of the room as his eyes shut again.
Did you really get him?
“No. I shot him.. but somethings not right. He’s not..”
Human?
Fuck.
We gotta keep this from him. He can’t know, or he’ll worry more.
Great… Just as he was slipping to sleep, he had the thought of Mac not being human, and his two oncoming messengers to worry about.
He knew who one of them was… or at least he thought so…
But who was the other…
And just what was Mac?!
Great… more and more…
It never ends.
[FADE]
