Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Retribution ❯ Chapter 22
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Nita-sama 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.06.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 275 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.06.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 275 | Status: Completed
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.
Scarletty: Yeah, well I got a few hours of sleep so I'm functional once again!!! I don't understand why authors to respond to reviews. The reviewer doesn't know whether you're reading his/her reviews if you don't respond just like if readers don't review the author doesn't know their reading at all. That's how I look at it. Nita will have more history. She'll be kinda morbid being that that's how I feel when I write her. I would make her hyper like me on a good day but my mobidity is kinda high lately thanks to the death of my uncle and my not so perfect life. Nope, not going into details. Anywho, Tro and Quat always have such a sappy relationship when I read other fics so I decided to take a different approach. They'll be fighting a lot and chances are their lemon will be kind of rough. Oh, look at how long my response is. YAY! Thank you for the review!!!
RebelbyNature-nli-: I like writing you in. And I can make you piss J off a little later one in the fic. Heero is a little kinky but I like writing him that way. *grins* I can't promise what I'll do to Quazie isn't going to be too bad. I mean I'm still working it out in my head (which can be hectic at times). I'm hoping I don't kill him off. I like him too much. But then again, I have no control over my plot bunnies. They control me. *sweatdrops* Such is life. Glad you find the purple thong thing funny. I said it to my mom and she kinda looked at me funny. ^_^ I like making her look at me funny. And then came the threat of sending me to the ninth floor of CHKD (children's hospital). Heh, can you imagine me in the psycho ward? yeah. *cackles* Thank you for the review!!
Chapter 22:
Talim glared down at the black piece of metal fitted to his arm. It was no more than a centimeter thick and was supposed to protect his wound from the gravitational pull. Somehow, he highly doubted it. Instead of criticizing, he kept his mouth closed in an attempt to not piss of his nurse. He didn’t need anymore shots, damn it!
Across the room sat Sally. They had bought her in a few minutes ago with gauze for her nose. Said nose had stopped bleeding hours ago but they were just keeping them in one room for convenience.
“Okay, kiddies, time to go back out there.” The guard that went by the name Shadow came into the room where the two rested. At his back was Colt who looked mildly interested.
“Oh, goodie.” Talim answered with all the enthusiasm he could muster (meaning none). He jumped off the bed he’d been sitting on. As soon as his feet connected with the floor, he made sure to lock his knees.
Sally followed his example taking short steps to join the redhead youth at his side. Both received impressed looks from both guards.
“We’ll be stopping to get your other friend.” Colt reported absently. She waved her hand in a ‘come hither’ motion.
Slowly but more steadily from before, the two convicts obeyed.
*
The walk down the hallway was a slow and quiet one. Only sounds of footsteps interrupted the silence until Shadow began to speak.
“So what make you guys so loyal to that Mueller guy?” He asked looking over his shoulder that the two youths. Neither looked at him. Their eyes were focused determinedly at their feet.
“We’re not. We don’t know where fucking bitch is.” Talim hissed. He closed his eyes tight feeling a headache form there. Why did his head hurt when he got mad? It never happened before.
Shadow and Colt paused looking at each other this time. Their halting went unnoticed by both teen. They walked passed both of them until they reached the room Gypsy was being treated in.
Gypsy was laid on her back in a special unit. Her ankle was bandaged tightly with several ice packs laid upon it. She looked towards the door registering her visitor’s presence. “Hi.”
“Hn.”
“You seem to be in a good mood, Red.” She said smiling ever so lightly.
“I guess this place is getting to me. I’ll live.” Talim said simply.
“What about you, Sally?”
Sally looked up in surprise at her name being spoken and blushed. She lifted her hands and waved the question off. “I’m fine, really. Just a minor nose bleed.”
Gypsy smiled at the woman’s antics. “Wish I got off that lucky.” She said softly. “I broke some tendons and there’s fluid in my joint. I’ll be laid out for a while.”
“Lucky you.” Talim commented voice devoid of any emotion.
“Talim!” Sally reprimanded hitting the boy firmly on the shoulder.
“Ow. What?”
“Why are you so cranky?”
Talim looked away. Why was he being the way he was? He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Sorry.” He finally said turning to leave the room. Sally moved to stop him but he was already out of the door.
“Hmm…looks like she’ll be in there for a good month or so.” Shadow mumbled as he read over the chart in his hand. He looked up when he saw Talim come out of the room. A wary smile settled on his face as he took in the redhead’s expression-head lowered so that his face was hidden behind his bangs so no one could see sadness there. Poor kid needed someone to relate to. Someone that could share some hurt as well. “Hey, does Shai ever come out of his hut anymore?”
“Sometimes.” Colt answered not looking up from where she leaned casually against the wall. “When he wants to make an appearance he does. Why?”
“I think we need to set up a little meeting between those two.” Shadow said waving a hand towards Talim.
“Yeah, leave it to you to play matchmaker. What would mom think of you now?”
“Being that I’m not the one having lesbian affairs, she’d think the world of me.”
“I am not!”
“Oh, so that Relena chick wasn’t an affair?”
“She wasn’t anything! We didn’t do anything!”
“So your titty wasn’t in her mouth huh?”
“NO!!”
Shadow laughed heartedly at his sibling’s flustered look. Who would ever had thought Relena Peacecraft, soon to be Vice Foreign Minister and Queen of the World, was hell bent on seducing girls. “Don’t look like that. Besides, I think she’s moved on to some girl named Hilde anyways.”
That didn’t make things better. Hurt flickered through Colt’s eyes before she turned covering it up. She didn’t fool her brother though. He’d seen it but wouldn’t press. She’d talk when she wanted to. “Come one you two!” She barked at the two prisoners.
Shaking his head, Shadow moved to finish escorting.
*
Sally was the first to be dropped off. She stepped into her hut finding it somewhat cozy looking. If not for the lack of light, it might have been nice.
“Where’s my Gypsy?”
The young woman spun too quickly and found herself on the floor. She stared wide eyed at Quazie who sat on the floor resembling a sad dog.
“Aw, Quazie, she’s in the infirmary, she hurt her ankle.”
“Gyspy hurt?”
”She’ll be alright.”
“Me miss Gyspy.”
“I know, she’ll be back as soon as she gets better.” Hesitantly, Sally moved forward and wrapped her hands around the large man’s shoulders. Slowly she began to rock him. “It’s going to be okay.”
*
Talim looked at his hut’s door. It wasn’t the same as the others. It was bolt fucking shut! Skeptically, he looked back at Shadow who was keying in some numbers to open the door. “Who’s in there?” He asked with a tone close to a child when they ask ‘where do babies come from?’
“Pebbles.” Colt mumbled looking carefully at the door. In the light of the moon her eyes seemed to glow.
“Who’s Pebbles?” Talim continued questioning. The door hissed open releasing smoke from within.
“I’m Pebbles.” A gruff voice came from inside. The voice alone was enough to make the hair on the back of any man’s neck stand on end.
“Oooookay, can I see this Pebbles guy?” Talim looked blankly inside the room. He felt nothing for the darkness though it reminded him of spilt ink. Not to mention the narrow beady eyes leering at him from the corner of the room.
A low rumble of mirth sounded from the darkness. “No, I’d like to keep that a surprise.”
Talim shrugged. “Okay, whatever you say, Pebbles.” He rolled his eyes at the name. In his mind he pictured either some big behemoth or a sissy man in a tutu. Neither appealed to him. He moved into the room blinking as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He could see the outlining of objects as long as he didn’t try to look directly at them. He managed to find a bed that wasn’t occupied on the first try. Sighing, he climbed in and went to sleep.
Shadow and Colt watched in amazement. “Brave one.” Was all they could say.
Talim slept peacefully in his bed tossing and turning every now and then to get a better position in bed. He settled for sleeping on his back because he didn’t like the feel of Pebble’s eyes on his ass (which it was). He didn’t know how long he slept before he was awakened by the feel of a tight grip around his mouth. His eyes snapped open seeing the clear face of Pebbles.
He was a pale man, maybe German, with a mustache that curled at the end. His eyebrows and head were completely shaven. He was HUGE, at least four times bigger than the teen he was currently pinning down. “Now, this can be easy or hard. Either way I’m going to have fun.” He chuckled slipping his hand into Talim’s jumpsuit.
The younger boy squirmed and bucked trying to get away from the large questing hand. His entire upper body was pinned to get bed by that one hand around his mouth.
“Ah, you’re in shape. Yes, squirm, buck, I love feeling your muscles ripple. I bet they feel even better with me inside you!” There was a loud rip. Cold air hit Talim’s front half from his neck to his feet. He shivered involuntarily grunting against the man’s hand. The hand was back rubbing his chest, twisting his nipples, gripping his manhood. Helpless tears gathered in his eyes. He looked away turning his head to the side and stopping all his struggling.
Pebbles chuckled again removing his hand from Talim’s face. “I can’t say this isn’t going to hurt. I don’t like to use lube.” He said settling on top of the boy. Talim could feel his head just about his and squeezed his eyes together even tighter. “I bet you’ll be a great fuck, huh, runt?”
Neon green eyes snapped back open ablaze with rage. The sparkled and glowed in the pitch darkness like precious jewels. Pebbles didn’t have time tense as Talim’s head crashed into his. The shock of it rattled through his head but not as much as the slighter teen.
Talim fought to keep from passing out. His head hurt so badly. “YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!” He shrieked and crashed his fist into the man’s temples. Pebbles fell from above him and he followed standing at his side. Without thinking, he kicked out in the darkness feeling teeth and more connected with his bare feet. He didn’t care. He kicked and kicked. “DON’T EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME AGAIN YOU MOTHER FUCKING PANDEJO!” His curses quickly bled into his Spanish dialect. So busy in pounding the life out of the other man, he didn’t hear the door to the hut open. He was grabbed suddenly around the waist. All he could do was squirm and fight against the grip. “I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” He shouted as he was dragged out of the hut completely naked.
Pebbles slowly got up following in a daze on his hands and knees. His face was in ruin. Three of his teeth were missing, his nose was broken, and his eye was swollen shut and bleeding. His lips were mangled meat on his face and a baseball sized bruise was already forming around his temple. “You’re dead kid.” He slurred moving forward.
Talim clawed at the air trying to close the space between them but his arms weren’t long enough. Quickly he switched, kicking up as hard as he could. His foot connected with the large man’s jaw sending him reeling. Talim moved to follow him.
Shadow whistled from where he struggled to hold the redhead. He’d never seen anyone so deranged before. “Sedate, Pebbles, Havoc.”
”Will do.” Havoc moved to comply.
“Kid, calm down he’s down for the count. Damn!” Shadow cursed. He spun the slighter boy around and did a floor sweep kick. Talim gasped as he landed on his back. Again pain rattled through his skull as his head bounced of the ground. Shock took over his anger slowly being replaced by slight awareness as his whole body began to shake. “FUCK! Someone hold him!”
TBC......
A/N: Oh, the horrors O.o.
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.
Scarletty: Yeah, well I got a few hours of sleep so I'm functional once again!!! I don't understand why authors to respond to reviews. The reviewer doesn't know whether you're reading his/her reviews if you don't respond just like if readers don't review the author doesn't know their reading at all. That's how I look at it. Nita will have more history. She'll be kinda morbid being that that's how I feel when I write her. I would make her hyper like me on a good day but my mobidity is kinda high lately thanks to the death of my uncle and my not so perfect life. Nope, not going into details. Anywho, Tro and Quat always have such a sappy relationship when I read other fics so I decided to take a different approach. They'll be fighting a lot and chances are their lemon will be kind of rough. Oh, look at how long my response is. YAY! Thank you for the review!!!
RebelbyNature-nli-: I like writing you in. And I can make you piss J off a little later one in the fic. Heero is a little kinky but I like writing him that way. *grins* I can't promise what I'll do to Quazie isn't going to be too bad. I mean I'm still working it out in my head (which can be hectic at times). I'm hoping I don't kill him off. I like him too much. But then again, I have no control over my plot bunnies. They control me. *sweatdrops* Such is life. Glad you find the purple thong thing funny. I said it to my mom and she kinda looked at me funny. ^_^ I like making her look at me funny. And then came the threat of sending me to the ninth floor of CHKD (children's hospital). Heh, can you imagine me in the psycho ward? yeah. *cackles* Thank you for the review!!
Chapter 22:
Talim glared down at the black piece of metal fitted to his arm. It was no more than a centimeter thick and was supposed to protect his wound from the gravitational pull. Somehow, he highly doubted it. Instead of criticizing, he kept his mouth closed in an attempt to not piss of his nurse. He didn’t need anymore shots, damn it!
Across the room sat Sally. They had bought her in a few minutes ago with gauze for her nose. Said nose had stopped bleeding hours ago but they were just keeping them in one room for convenience.
“Okay, kiddies, time to go back out there.” The guard that went by the name Shadow came into the room where the two rested. At his back was Colt who looked mildly interested.
“Oh, goodie.” Talim answered with all the enthusiasm he could muster (meaning none). He jumped off the bed he’d been sitting on. As soon as his feet connected with the floor, he made sure to lock his knees.
Sally followed his example taking short steps to join the redhead youth at his side. Both received impressed looks from both guards.
“We’ll be stopping to get your other friend.” Colt reported absently. She waved her hand in a ‘come hither’ motion.
Slowly but more steadily from before, the two convicts obeyed.
*
The walk down the hallway was a slow and quiet one. Only sounds of footsteps interrupted the silence until Shadow began to speak.
“So what make you guys so loyal to that Mueller guy?” He asked looking over his shoulder that the two youths. Neither looked at him. Their eyes were focused determinedly at their feet.
“We’re not. We don’t know where fucking bitch is.” Talim hissed. He closed his eyes tight feeling a headache form there. Why did his head hurt when he got mad? It never happened before.
Shadow and Colt paused looking at each other this time. Their halting went unnoticed by both teen. They walked passed both of them until they reached the room Gypsy was being treated in.
Gypsy was laid on her back in a special unit. Her ankle was bandaged tightly with several ice packs laid upon it. She looked towards the door registering her visitor’s presence. “Hi.”
“Hn.”
“You seem to be in a good mood, Red.” She said smiling ever so lightly.
“I guess this place is getting to me. I’ll live.” Talim said simply.
“What about you, Sally?”
Sally looked up in surprise at her name being spoken and blushed. She lifted her hands and waved the question off. “I’m fine, really. Just a minor nose bleed.”
Gypsy smiled at the woman’s antics. “Wish I got off that lucky.” She said softly. “I broke some tendons and there’s fluid in my joint. I’ll be laid out for a while.”
“Lucky you.” Talim commented voice devoid of any emotion.
“Talim!” Sally reprimanded hitting the boy firmly on the shoulder.
“Ow. What?”
“Why are you so cranky?”
Talim looked away. Why was he being the way he was? He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Sorry.” He finally said turning to leave the room. Sally moved to stop him but he was already out of the door.
“Hmm…looks like she’ll be in there for a good month or so.” Shadow mumbled as he read over the chart in his hand. He looked up when he saw Talim come out of the room. A wary smile settled on his face as he took in the redhead’s expression-head lowered so that his face was hidden behind his bangs so no one could see sadness there. Poor kid needed someone to relate to. Someone that could share some hurt as well. “Hey, does Shai ever come out of his hut anymore?”
“Sometimes.” Colt answered not looking up from where she leaned casually against the wall. “When he wants to make an appearance he does. Why?”
“I think we need to set up a little meeting between those two.” Shadow said waving a hand towards Talim.
“Yeah, leave it to you to play matchmaker. What would mom think of you now?”
“Being that I’m not the one having lesbian affairs, she’d think the world of me.”
“I am not!”
“Oh, so that Relena chick wasn’t an affair?”
“She wasn’t anything! We didn’t do anything!”
“So your titty wasn’t in her mouth huh?”
“NO!!”
Shadow laughed heartedly at his sibling’s flustered look. Who would ever had thought Relena Peacecraft, soon to be Vice Foreign Minister and Queen of the World, was hell bent on seducing girls. “Don’t look like that. Besides, I think she’s moved on to some girl named Hilde anyways.”
That didn’t make things better. Hurt flickered through Colt’s eyes before she turned covering it up. She didn’t fool her brother though. He’d seen it but wouldn’t press. She’d talk when she wanted to. “Come one you two!” She barked at the two prisoners.
Shaking his head, Shadow moved to finish escorting.
*
Sally was the first to be dropped off. She stepped into her hut finding it somewhat cozy looking. If not for the lack of light, it might have been nice.
“Where’s my Gypsy?”
The young woman spun too quickly and found herself on the floor. She stared wide eyed at Quazie who sat on the floor resembling a sad dog.
“Aw, Quazie, she’s in the infirmary, she hurt her ankle.”
“Gyspy hurt?”
”She’ll be alright.”
“Me miss Gyspy.”
“I know, she’ll be back as soon as she gets better.” Hesitantly, Sally moved forward and wrapped her hands around the large man’s shoulders. Slowly she began to rock him. “It’s going to be okay.”
*
Talim looked at his hut’s door. It wasn’t the same as the others. It was bolt fucking shut! Skeptically, he looked back at Shadow who was keying in some numbers to open the door. “Who’s in there?” He asked with a tone close to a child when they ask ‘where do babies come from?’
“Pebbles.” Colt mumbled looking carefully at the door. In the light of the moon her eyes seemed to glow.
“Who’s Pebbles?” Talim continued questioning. The door hissed open releasing smoke from within.
“I’m Pebbles.” A gruff voice came from inside. The voice alone was enough to make the hair on the back of any man’s neck stand on end.
“Oooookay, can I see this Pebbles guy?” Talim looked blankly inside the room. He felt nothing for the darkness though it reminded him of spilt ink. Not to mention the narrow beady eyes leering at him from the corner of the room.
A low rumble of mirth sounded from the darkness. “No, I’d like to keep that a surprise.”
Talim shrugged. “Okay, whatever you say, Pebbles.” He rolled his eyes at the name. In his mind he pictured either some big behemoth or a sissy man in a tutu. Neither appealed to him. He moved into the room blinking as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He could see the outlining of objects as long as he didn’t try to look directly at them. He managed to find a bed that wasn’t occupied on the first try. Sighing, he climbed in and went to sleep.
Shadow and Colt watched in amazement. “Brave one.” Was all they could say.
Talim slept peacefully in his bed tossing and turning every now and then to get a better position in bed. He settled for sleeping on his back because he didn’t like the feel of Pebble’s eyes on his ass (which it was). He didn’t know how long he slept before he was awakened by the feel of a tight grip around his mouth. His eyes snapped open seeing the clear face of Pebbles.
He was a pale man, maybe German, with a mustache that curled at the end. His eyebrows and head were completely shaven. He was HUGE, at least four times bigger than the teen he was currently pinning down. “Now, this can be easy or hard. Either way I’m going to have fun.” He chuckled slipping his hand into Talim’s jumpsuit.
The younger boy squirmed and bucked trying to get away from the large questing hand. His entire upper body was pinned to get bed by that one hand around his mouth.
“Ah, you’re in shape. Yes, squirm, buck, I love feeling your muscles ripple. I bet they feel even better with me inside you!” There was a loud rip. Cold air hit Talim’s front half from his neck to his feet. He shivered involuntarily grunting against the man’s hand. The hand was back rubbing his chest, twisting his nipples, gripping his manhood. Helpless tears gathered in his eyes. He looked away turning his head to the side and stopping all his struggling.
Pebbles chuckled again removing his hand from Talim’s face. “I can’t say this isn’t going to hurt. I don’t like to use lube.” He said settling on top of the boy. Talim could feel his head just about his and squeezed his eyes together even tighter. “I bet you’ll be a great fuck, huh, runt?”
Neon green eyes snapped back open ablaze with rage. The sparkled and glowed in the pitch darkness like precious jewels. Pebbles didn’t have time tense as Talim’s head crashed into his. The shock of it rattled through his head but not as much as the slighter teen.
Talim fought to keep from passing out. His head hurt so badly. “YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!” He shrieked and crashed his fist into the man’s temples. Pebbles fell from above him and he followed standing at his side. Without thinking, he kicked out in the darkness feeling teeth and more connected with his bare feet. He didn’t care. He kicked and kicked. “DON’T EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME AGAIN YOU MOTHER FUCKING PANDEJO!” His curses quickly bled into his Spanish dialect. So busy in pounding the life out of the other man, he didn’t hear the door to the hut open. He was grabbed suddenly around the waist. All he could do was squirm and fight against the grip. “I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” He shouted as he was dragged out of the hut completely naked.
Pebbles slowly got up following in a daze on his hands and knees. His face was in ruin. Three of his teeth were missing, his nose was broken, and his eye was swollen shut and bleeding. His lips were mangled meat on his face and a baseball sized bruise was already forming around his temple. “You’re dead kid.” He slurred moving forward.
Talim clawed at the air trying to close the space between them but his arms weren’t long enough. Quickly he switched, kicking up as hard as he could. His foot connected with the large man’s jaw sending him reeling. Talim moved to follow him.
Shadow whistled from where he struggled to hold the redhead. He’d never seen anyone so deranged before. “Sedate, Pebbles, Havoc.”
”Will do.” Havoc moved to comply.
“Kid, calm down he’s down for the count. Damn!” Shadow cursed. He spun the slighter boy around and did a floor sweep kick. Talim gasped as he landed on his back. Again pain rattled through his skull as his head bounced of the ground. Shock took over his anger slowly being replaced by slight awareness as his whole body began to shake. “FUCK! Someone hold him!”
TBC......
A/N: Oh, the horrors O.o.