Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Retribution ❯ Chapter 20
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Title: Retribution
Genre: violence, abuse, mention of abuse, language, death (none of the guys….I don’t think), attempted/mentioned NCS, gore, graphic, supernatural, on-going-ness, crossdressing, lemons, and limes (for other parts), yaoi, yuri, politics, self insertions, angst, etc
Summary: Two groups of thieves find themselves drawn together through betrayal and lies.
Rating: R
Disclaimers: Give me a break. The friggin title isn’t even mine. Its ShadowKano (THANK YOU CHICA!!!). So how in the hell would you think that GW’s well created characters are mine? Yeah, you feel smart don’t ya? Just read the damn fic. :-P
Pairing: 1x1, 2x2, 3x3, 4x4, 5x5, 6x6…you get the idea…1x2/2x1, 3x4, 5x6(x13), Talim x Shai x (maybe a third bishie), SxN, HxR, 1xR (one sided)…..the guys are gonna sleep around until they get to their respective partners.
RebelbyNature-nli-: Of course!! We need more girls anyways. And Tally need some more people to play with. I need some inmates that actually requested the whole be an agent thing. Hope you don't mind. You'll still get to hang out with the guys of course. Wow, long reviews are starting to get more frequent, ne? And now you're in it. I love it!! Yeah, I connected with Quazie as far as sympathy goes. Too bad I have to do some stuff to him. *sniffles* But I can't tell that much. Just hint at it. Oh, and Gypsy is my favorite female OC next to Remi being that Remi is the first femmy bishie. Anywho, thank you for the review and keep an eye out for your insertion.
Rose Fury: Oooookay, you'll be perfect!! I was almost bummed thinking I'd be the only psycho female inmate. *grins* Wow, I should have a contest on who can write the longest review. Whoever wins could get a lemon or something of their request. lol. I'll do it when I have more time in my schedule. Thank you for the review.
Scarletty: Yeah, you're right about Shai's papa. He won't be forgiven and you'll see why when I get some of his background into this. I had an original story for Shai but it got discontinued before I got into high school. And you're saying isn't annoying. It's kind of catchy. Of course you can be in the fic!! That's why self insertions are in the warning. Can't harrass the guys all by my lonesome. ^_^ Thank you for the review!!!
Chapter 20:
Duo shifted around the hut familiarizing himself to everything within it, not that there was much to familiarize himself to. Walking around with a purpose just got his mind off the fact that he went from 115 to 575 within seconds. He’d get used to it even if it killed him but for now, he would struggle.
“You are one bullheaded kid, Kid.” Howard called from where he sat Indian style on top of the wooden table. In his hand he held a can of beer. “You should give it a break. This place ain’t all that bad anyways. You get free clothes, and anything you want as long as you don’t piss off the higher ups.”
“Hn.” Duo grunted absently and made his way back to his bed tiredly. Five hours not including the six he had slept away and he was still making no headway to adjusting. He snorted absently at the thought. For years he prided himself in being able to adjust to any living condition. He lived on L2 for Christ’s sake. Had lived through St. Maxwell’s Orphanage being bombed and the Plague. What was different now? Oh, L2 didn’t have fluctuating gravitational pull. That was the only thing not wrong with the stupid colony.
He groaned as he let his body fall to his bed. For some reason falling into a surprisingly soft bed in 5g felt so much better…as long as you remembered to relax your muscles.
“You’re a weird one, Kid.”
”My name is Duo.” Duo mumbled against the mattress.
This time Howard grunted quickly jumping of the tabletop. “Relax, this 5g bullshit will be over in about two days.”
Violet eyes peeked from the mattress. “How long has it been going on and why?”
“For about a month now because a group of guys started a food fight. It’s the normal punishment.”
“Normal?”
“Yeah but it got the guys a serious ass beating though. Should’ve seen the guys that tried to plan a jailbreak. Had the whole colony on 30g for almost a year. They didn’t make it.”
”What happened to them?”
“Two of them got jumped, fucked and gutted. That got us another 5g so we were on 35g for a weeks of that time ‘cos they couldn’t find who did it. The other couldn’t stand the pressure. His insides come right out of his ass.”
Duo frowned trying to imagine what was said. Eventually he just shook his head. He’d seen a lot of things in his young life but never someone’s insides coming out of there anus. It wasn’t possible…was it?
*
Heero tossed restlessly where he still laid in bed. He didn’t have to be awake to know it was almost nighttime. That fact registered absently as he fought against the grip of nightmares.
Blood, lots of blood
Cobalt eyes staring blankly out into the moving world too glassy to see the horrors going on in the room….
Pain
Being beaten
Why did it hurt so much?
Why wouldn’t he stop?
He was being a good boy
He was being a good boy
Gods, make him stop
Mommy, make him stop
Mommy, why aren’t you moving?
Mommy?
Mommy!!!
Heero shot up quickly in his bed panting heavily and covered in sweat. His wide eyes looked around the room frantically looking for the source of his pain and fear but found nothing. The blood that had covered the floor, himself, ‘mommy’, and Him was gone. There was no more anger felt in the air or the scent of death and bodily fluids. What was that?
“Hi.”
Heero looked slowly towards the source of the greeting ready to defend himself instinctively. A young girl with wide hazel-green eyes stared back at him. She was at least five-four or five-five give or take a few centimeter. Her long legs were clad in a pair of ripped faded jeans that hung loose on her hips. The rest of her figure was hidden away under an oversized white t-shirt. Despite this, there was something familiar about her. Almost like she resembled someone.
“Who are you?” He asked carefully.
The girl on grinned pushing a few stray strands of hair back into the spiked ponytail at the base of her neck. “Name’s Nita, I’m in the hut going that way,” She pointed her slender fingers to the right of the hut. “I was bored. There’s some guy in there with one white eye. He keeps glaring like he lost his favorite purple thong or something.”
Heero only blinked. //Purple….thong?//
“Yeah, so I decided to see what was up with the other newbies that were shipped here.” She shrugged before bouncing towards the door. “Well, guess I’ll see you later.” She called back.
“Hey, wa-“It was too late. The girl had been there one minute, but as soon as he blinked, she was gone. Blaming it on the new environment, Heero brushed the strange appearance off. With a heavy grunt, he lifted himself from the bed and stumbled. His legs were still incredibly weak. Didn’t mean that he’d give them a break. He was never going to get better if he didn’t try and move around.
The sound of grunts and blows being thrown drew his attention outside of his hut. Slowly he forced his body to move towards it. He needed to get a look at the other prisoners and calculate their level of being a threat.
Outside the hut two large men fought using some style of Brazilian Jiu-jitsu. Heero made it within five minutes of his quest but was unable to make it the remaining ten yards to see it up close. But it did seem that he was the first one there.
The two fighting moved swiftly and efficiently meeting each other blow for blow. Their skin glistened, muscles bulged and relaxed only to bulge again, they grunted, panted and moved around each other looking for more weak spots, more places to kill the other with a single blow.
Heero watched it all in awe absently acknowledging the fact that his body was tingling all over.
The fight warred on as the sun began to sat almost behind the two men. The light bathed them both in gold. When the last of the day died down, they were still fighting darkened by the night and paled by the glow of the moon and stars.
It was beautiful.
“Enjoying the show, Kid?”
Heero jumped as one of the fighters spoke. He looked quickly to the one with dark skin and neon orange hair spiked at the top of his head. One of his eyes was swollen shut while the other glittered wildly as he eyed his opponent.
“Here, all you have is fighting.” The other said. His skin was creamy in complexion. His eyes narrowed into slits. His head was completely shaved. A tattoo of a black Celtic cross took up most of his back. The picture danced as he moved twisting as he did.
“You just remember that. You fight and win, you move up. You fight and lose; you’re somebody’s bitch at night.” The dark skinned combatant kicked forward, a perfect high kick aimed for the other’s head. It was blocked and an elbow came down on the knee of the captured leg. He cried out and went down. The paler warrior rode him down only to be flipped using his own momentum against him.
TBC.......
A/N: Lime warning coming up!! Review so I can post it!!
Genre: violence, abuse, mention of abuse, language, death (none of the guys….I don’t think), attempted/mentioned NCS, gore, graphic, supernatural, on-going-ness, crossdressing, lemons, and limes (for other parts), yaoi, yuri, politics, self insertions, angst, etc
Summary: Two groups of thieves find themselves drawn together through betrayal and lies.
Rating: R
Disclaimers: Give me a break. The friggin title isn’t even mine. Its ShadowKano (THANK YOU CHICA!!!). So how in the hell would you think that GW’s well created characters are mine? Yeah, you feel smart don’t ya? Just read the damn fic. :-P
Pairing: 1x1, 2x2, 3x3, 4x4, 5x5, 6x6…you get the idea…1x2/2x1, 3x4, 5x6(x13), Talim x Shai x (maybe a third bishie), SxN, HxR, 1xR (one sided)…..the guys are gonna sleep around until they get to their respective partners.
RebelbyNature-nli-: Of course!! We need more girls anyways. And Tally need some more people to play with. I need some inmates that actually requested the whole be an agent thing. Hope you don't mind. You'll still get to hang out with the guys of course. Wow, long reviews are starting to get more frequent, ne? And now you're in it. I love it!! Yeah, I connected with Quazie as far as sympathy goes. Too bad I have to do some stuff to him. *sniffles* But I can't tell that much. Just hint at it. Oh, and Gypsy is my favorite female OC next to Remi being that Remi is the first femmy bishie. Anywho, thank you for the review and keep an eye out for your insertion.
Rose Fury: Oooookay, you'll be perfect!! I was almost bummed thinking I'd be the only psycho female inmate. *grins* Wow, I should have a contest on who can write the longest review. Whoever wins could get a lemon or something of their request. lol. I'll do it when I have more time in my schedule. Thank you for the review.
Scarletty: Yeah, you're right about Shai's papa. He won't be forgiven and you'll see why when I get some of his background into this. I had an original story for Shai but it got discontinued before I got into high school. And you're saying isn't annoying. It's kind of catchy. Of course you can be in the fic!! That's why self insertions are in the warning. Can't harrass the guys all by my lonesome. ^_^ Thank you for the review!!!
Chapter 20:
Duo shifted around the hut familiarizing himself to everything within it, not that there was much to familiarize himself to. Walking around with a purpose just got his mind off the fact that he went from 115 to 575 within seconds. He’d get used to it even if it killed him but for now, he would struggle.
“You are one bullheaded kid, Kid.” Howard called from where he sat Indian style on top of the wooden table. In his hand he held a can of beer. “You should give it a break. This place ain’t all that bad anyways. You get free clothes, and anything you want as long as you don’t piss off the higher ups.”
“Hn.” Duo grunted absently and made his way back to his bed tiredly. Five hours not including the six he had slept away and he was still making no headway to adjusting. He snorted absently at the thought. For years he prided himself in being able to adjust to any living condition. He lived on L2 for Christ’s sake. Had lived through St. Maxwell’s Orphanage being bombed and the Plague. What was different now? Oh, L2 didn’t have fluctuating gravitational pull. That was the only thing not wrong with the stupid colony.
He groaned as he let his body fall to his bed. For some reason falling into a surprisingly soft bed in 5g felt so much better…as long as you remembered to relax your muscles.
“You’re a weird one, Kid.”
”My name is Duo.” Duo mumbled against the mattress.
This time Howard grunted quickly jumping of the tabletop. “Relax, this 5g bullshit will be over in about two days.”
Violet eyes peeked from the mattress. “How long has it been going on and why?”
“For about a month now because a group of guys started a food fight. It’s the normal punishment.”
“Normal?”
“Yeah but it got the guys a serious ass beating though. Should’ve seen the guys that tried to plan a jailbreak. Had the whole colony on 30g for almost a year. They didn’t make it.”
”What happened to them?”
“Two of them got jumped, fucked and gutted. That got us another 5g so we were on 35g for a weeks of that time ‘cos they couldn’t find who did it. The other couldn’t stand the pressure. His insides come right out of his ass.”
Duo frowned trying to imagine what was said. Eventually he just shook his head. He’d seen a lot of things in his young life but never someone’s insides coming out of there anus. It wasn’t possible…was it?
*
Heero tossed restlessly where he still laid in bed. He didn’t have to be awake to know it was almost nighttime. That fact registered absently as he fought against the grip of nightmares.
Blood, lots of blood
Cobalt eyes staring blankly out into the moving world too glassy to see the horrors going on in the room….
Pain
Being beaten
Why did it hurt so much?
Why wouldn’t he stop?
He was being a good boy
He was being a good boy
Gods, make him stop
Mommy, make him stop
Mommy, why aren’t you moving?
Mommy?
Mommy!!!
Heero shot up quickly in his bed panting heavily and covered in sweat. His wide eyes looked around the room frantically looking for the source of his pain and fear but found nothing. The blood that had covered the floor, himself, ‘mommy’, and Him was gone. There was no more anger felt in the air or the scent of death and bodily fluids. What was that?
“Hi.”
Heero looked slowly towards the source of the greeting ready to defend himself instinctively. A young girl with wide hazel-green eyes stared back at him. She was at least five-four or five-five give or take a few centimeter. Her long legs were clad in a pair of ripped faded jeans that hung loose on her hips. The rest of her figure was hidden away under an oversized white t-shirt. Despite this, there was something familiar about her. Almost like she resembled someone.
“Who are you?” He asked carefully.
The girl on grinned pushing a few stray strands of hair back into the spiked ponytail at the base of her neck. “Name’s Nita, I’m in the hut going that way,” She pointed her slender fingers to the right of the hut. “I was bored. There’s some guy in there with one white eye. He keeps glaring like he lost his favorite purple thong or something.”
Heero only blinked. //Purple….thong?//
“Yeah, so I decided to see what was up with the other newbies that were shipped here.” She shrugged before bouncing towards the door. “Well, guess I’ll see you later.” She called back.
“Hey, wa-“It was too late. The girl had been there one minute, but as soon as he blinked, she was gone. Blaming it on the new environment, Heero brushed the strange appearance off. With a heavy grunt, he lifted himself from the bed and stumbled. His legs were still incredibly weak. Didn’t mean that he’d give them a break. He was never going to get better if he didn’t try and move around.
The sound of grunts and blows being thrown drew his attention outside of his hut. Slowly he forced his body to move towards it. He needed to get a look at the other prisoners and calculate their level of being a threat.
Outside the hut two large men fought using some style of Brazilian Jiu-jitsu. Heero made it within five minutes of his quest but was unable to make it the remaining ten yards to see it up close. But it did seem that he was the first one there.
The two fighting moved swiftly and efficiently meeting each other blow for blow. Their skin glistened, muscles bulged and relaxed only to bulge again, they grunted, panted and moved around each other looking for more weak spots, more places to kill the other with a single blow.
Heero watched it all in awe absently acknowledging the fact that his body was tingling all over.
The fight warred on as the sun began to sat almost behind the two men. The light bathed them both in gold. When the last of the day died down, they were still fighting darkened by the night and paled by the glow of the moon and stars.
It was beautiful.
“Enjoying the show, Kid?”
Heero jumped as one of the fighters spoke. He looked quickly to the one with dark skin and neon orange hair spiked at the top of his head. One of his eyes was swollen shut while the other glittered wildly as he eyed his opponent.
“Here, all you have is fighting.” The other said. His skin was creamy in complexion. His eyes narrowed into slits. His head was completely shaved. A tattoo of a black Celtic cross took up most of his back. The picture danced as he moved twisting as he did.
“You just remember that. You fight and win, you move up. You fight and lose; you’re somebody’s bitch at night.” The dark skinned combatant kicked forward, a perfect high kick aimed for the other’s head. It was blocked and an elbow came down on the knee of the captured leg. He cried out and went down. The paler warrior rode him down only to be flipped using his own momentum against him.
TBC.......
A/N: Lime warning coming up!! Review so I can post it!!