Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Evil 2: Terror in Lemur City ❯ Out of Trouble… into a Nightmare… ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: Out of Trouble… into a Nightmare…

(I own NO ONE in this fic!!!!)

Duo raced through the Lemur City Police station and found another case of ammo at the reception desk. It was like his… 10th tonight?! He looked around the empty police station and noticed it was empty….?!??! (Wait! What did I JUST say??!?!)

"I wonder if Trowa made it here." He asked himself. "I'd better get to the Preventers' office and find his brother."

He entered the police office and found Sgt. Gen. Septum lying on the floor. The severely wounded officer looked up at Duo and said in the most hideous voice in dubbed history, "Oh you must be the FreshMeat."

Duo frowned at the constant choice of words, "I'd PREFER rookie, KERMIT!" He knelt down beside him and asked, "What happened here? Is there anything I can do?!? That doesn't involve getting this kewl uniform dirty?"

"WhaaaaAAAaaat!?!" Septum croaked.

Duo covered his ears and uttered, "NOTHING, sir!"

"LooKs LiKe YOUR party has Just Been CANCelled." The superior officer revealed.

Duo glanced around the demolished office, filled with dead officers and headless zombies… "Oh really…" he looked back at Septum and asked, "Did I have a stripper? What about her!?!?"

"Oh, yeah. She was awesome… uhm her name was Sylvia----nice legs…."

"Yeah!" Duo drooled sounding hopeful. "Where is she?"

"She Dead!"

"GAWD damnit!"

The wounded man handed Duo an object. "Take this Key Card! YOU CAN USE this to UnLock THE doors in thE station. ReScUe the SurviVors! HurrY! Just Go!" Septum pointed a gun at him for no reason.

Duo was already halfway out the door when he saw this, "What… are you croaking about? You know DAMN well there's gonna be NO survivors!"

SLAM! Officer Maxwell left the room, and started his search for the Preventer's Office.

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Meanwhile, Trowa was in the detective's office in search for ammo with his new toy: The Shotgun. However, his eagerness soon dulled when the only form of ammo ANYwhere was the blasted handgun bullets.

"Grrr.." he sounded. No wonder all these officers are dead. They're idiots. These bullets couldn't pierce paper-led alone--- flesh! I'm in a cursed death trap! He shouted in his head. He continued his search around the large office, and spotted a water valve, which probably went with the tank upstairs… Why is it here? WHY DON'T THEY KEEP SHIT TOGETHER!!! This makes no sense!!! They're like kids!!! I gotta get the fuck outta here before this place makes me stupid or something??!! (Where did I say that before?!?)

He carried on. There were a few zombified detectives lurking around the area. They were never short from receiving a high quality office chair in the head. Then Trowa spotted the main office suite, complete with an air tight lock safe….

He sat down upon the floor, turned the safe around, and spotted the sticker on the back of the safe. How moronic they left the sticker on the damn safe…. He released a sigh and continued to open the safe.

Inside he found some shotgun rounds and a map. Hmm. So there's the Preventer's HQ. He must be there. He tossed it aside. Oh joy, shotgun rounds! He cheered in his mind as he happily loaded his weapon and only frin

Trowa headed upstairs to continue his search for the infamous Preventers' Headquarters.

Minutes later…

Trowa was strolling around the corner leading to the hallway that chopper crashed through. He suddenly heard footsteps…

"Officer Maxwell?" The Lanky Teen called out. "Is that you?

No reply.

Trowa continued to stroll down the hallway to find the source of the footsteps. Suddenly, he heard the overhead structure collapse behind him. It didn't jolt Trowa at all…

But an 8 foot tall black-cloaked Giant did…

"Holy Shi-!" Trowa gasped as the gray skinned behemoth just towered over him with a cold lifeless glare.

The Giant grabbed Trowa by the neck and lifted him up. The Silent Mercenary had never felt so helpless in his life as the Giant began to squeeze….

"…!!!!!!" He desperately sounded as he took out the shotgun and fired.

The blast hit the Giant in the face, causing it to toss Trowa. He crashed into the ruble and landed upon the floor with a PLOP! As the Giant shook the stars out of his head, Trowa stared in fear, noticing the point blank blast of the shotgun DID NOT phase him.

"…." He swore. Without hesitation he ran towards the giant and flipped over him. Then Trowa took off running, like a cheetah, down the short hallway and out the door.

The Giant looked around and got up. He also continued to walk down the short hallway, after Trowa.

"Oh shit! Ohhh shiiiit!!!Oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!" The Former Silent One screamed as he went scampering out of the secretary office and out onto the second floor walkway. When he saw that the Giant had broken through the office door Trowa went to screaming "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYH!!!! Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp me! Somebody!!! Help me! Help Meeeeee!!!!"

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Duo entered a hallway that would lead to the Investigation suite… which leads to yet another hallway…which could lead to the Preventer's office (wha?!).Confused as hell, Duo went on, despite hearing a slight high pitch scream and gun fire-- WAY off in the distance of the station probably on the 2nd floor. He figured by the time he got there to save the poor sap he'd already be dead. So there's no point in turning back. (Damn, that's cold!)

Suddenly he heard a dripping noise not too far around the corner. Actually Duo figured it out to be sort of a splashing sound. As he turned the corner he spotted a decapitated body of an officer. Still, the now, pouring noise can be heard down the hallway. Duo's eyes went to the clear liquid (water?!) spilling down onto the floor from the ceiling and something else….

"HssssssssssssssssssssssSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" sounded the UGLIEST creature Duo had EVER seen.

This beat out the Zombified Dorothy. It appeared to have patches of skin all over his red and slimy body. It had neither hands, nor feet only a single long claw for each limb. Its bony head exposed the brain which throbbed with the excitement of seeing it's prey (uh... Duo?!?). Its hollowed out eyes seemed to follow Duo's slight movement in the opposite direction. It's long, piercing tongue lashed all over it's upside-down body and more drool poured from its jagged mouth!

This thing was making a lake or an ocean with all the water works. Duo didn't know whether to run, shit his pants, get a mop, or throw up.

"What the Fu---"Duo gasped just before the creature released its grip to land---

However, due to the salivation lake below, the creature didn't make a grand introduction. It slipped on its own pool of drool.

The creature went "Hssss-----Hic!!?!?!"

Its single clawed foot shot straight up in the air. Due to the high slippery factor of the slobber, the creature twirled in mid air like a cartoon character and landed on its head---breaking its neck.

Duo climbed up the stairs to approach the hallway leading to the Preventers' HQ. Strangely enough, he felt a slight déjà vu sensation as he neared the room, but he shrugged it off. Must be the herbs. He thought. Better stop smoking 'em.

He was finally opening the door that lead to the Preventers' HQ. This was it! The moment EVERY rookie looks forward to: Seeing these elusive agents of Lemur City.

Duo was told ALL sorts of stories about them.

One officer told him that they have the right to kill and/or maim ANYone at ANYtime. Wow! Just like the LAPD!!! Duo thought with excitement. Now THAT'S power!

He also heard they were androids created by some doctor that lived in a mountain and they go by numbers instead of names. Whoa! Sounds like a wild anime or some junk!

It was also believed that they were terrorists from various colonies in space that waged war against a worldwide elite organization----but that sounded TOO farfetched for Duo. That's just crazy… who'd believe something as silly as that.

(!?!?! Uhh…. Duo…)

Duo stepped inside and hit the light switch. He frowned when he realized he was not standing inside of a high tech lair EVERYBODY told him about.

"These people are PIGS!!!!" He yelled to himself kicking aside a half empty pizza box that led the avalanche of garbage upon his feet. There were SO MANY pizza boxes on top of the desks, socks laid across the fax machine, spitballs on the ceiling…

Underwear upon the chairs?!?!!? Dirty underwear??!!

"Ewe…." Duo tromped in the opposite direction of that. It was much difficult as he soon found himself standing in 2ft of filth! "Oh damn this is nasty!" When he managed to find a desk he perched upon that for safety. At least the fuzzy Ramen noodles sitting beside didn't seem to pose a threat to him...(yet).

"Officer Maxwell?" Trowa's voice sounded outside the room and down the hallway. He almost tripped over a soda bottle when he approached the door. "Duo… what is all this?"

Duo sat upon the desk like a stray cat and answered, "Uhm…. The bottom of a disposal unit?" He stated, "Trowa, I doubt we're gonna find your brother….in this mess….alive.

"No doubt…" The Student uttered as he plowed his way towards the locker and spotted a grenade launcher inside. Oooh! Grenade Launcher!

Duo couldn't see what Trowa was looking at, his backside was blocking the way. "Heeey! Whatcha got?!?! A weapon?"

Shit! "Nothing!" He quickly turned around and cracked a slight…. Tiny smile. "So what's the next plan since my brother's not here, Officer Duo Maxwell!" he asked shielding the locker with his long arms. "Did you find any survivors?" he continued to smile. My face hurts….

Duo stared at him… strangely. Yeeesh! He looks scary when he does that. "Oh! The Plan? Yeah… we might as well look for survivors. Your brother and the Preventers could be hanging around here too. If we find them we could probably team up with them. Then there's the chief of police he might be still be here and who knows…"

His plan to distract Duo from his prized weapon worked like a charm. He has the attention span of a gnat…. Slowly, his hands reached behind him to hide his prize…

"Can you believe he wanted me to cut my beloved ha--" Duo continued to babble as he strolled towards the door and leave. "So? Did you find anything….odd?" He suddenly asked with a hint of fear in his tone. "I mean I swear I saw something out of this world a while ago and…."

Trowa's struggling smile faded as he recalled that Giant that attacked him. But he STILL reached behind him for the Grenade Launcher. Can't he just leave. I can take care it when I get this weapon. Go away!!! He screeched in his mind towards Duo… who continued to babble.

Crash! Went the Grenade Launcher as it fell out of the locker and landed between Trowa's feet. Duo looked. Trowa looked. Duo smiled. Trowa frowned.

"Heeeeeeeeeey!!!!!!" I've been finding ammo for this thing ALL over the place. Good thing I changed my mind and decided to keep 'em. Thanx buddy!" Duo bent down, snatched the Grenade Launcher, and left down the hallway.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!! DAMN YOOOOOOU!!!! Trowa was furious! He was about to take out his shotgun when Duo came strolling back. "What?!?!"

Duo handed Trowa a walkie talkie. "We'll keep in touch with these. I'll signal you when I find a safe escape route---"

"(…and I'll LEAVE you to die!!!!)" Trowa mumbled still sour from the loss of such a useful weapon.

Duo laughed, "You're pretty funny! I'll see ya later!"

Trowa snapped, "Did you call me…..Pretty?!?!" His traumatic experience with Mr. Bendo will probably leave him more disturbed than ANYthing he's confronted in the police station…. (sad indeed).

Duo was halfway down the hall when he turned around, "No, dude-you're a guy" he stated flatly. "I said you're PRETTY funny… You ass!"

Trowa sighed in relief, "Oh, okay. Go on."

Duo got sly and stated, "I'd refer to you as handsome. Handsome is for pretty boys…"

"??!?!?! Oh dear gawd---!!!!."

"It was a JOKE!"

"Oh!" Trowa sighed. Then he shouted, "That wasn't funny."

Duo left the hallway, laughing his ass off. Trowa stood there and started to brood until he heard footsteps…AGAIN!!!!

From around the corner of the hallway, another person traipsed down the hallway passing the Preventers' HQ (aka Pigsty). The child swore he heard voices and not the typical groans and wails of the zombies that had infested this building.

"Hello?" he called out but no one answered. I'm all alone again….