Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Retribution ❯ Chapter 23
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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: lol. I dunno why the hell I do stuff to Talim. He's so easily tortured. *winces and glomps my bishie* But I still love him. Yeah, I'm morbid and don't be sorry about 'em. I cried for him and said my good-byes. Didn't know him that well so it doesn't hurt anymore. Now my grandpa's death is a completely different thing. That's how I ended up the way I am now. Anywho, enough about that. On to more things. Yeah, the guards may play a little matchmaking. HildexColtxRelena was funny. I might change the pairing around a bit. Morbid? Me? *grins* I can get so much worse. I only put a bit of my morbidity into my work as to not scare off anyone. I think all my morbidity has been put into F.E.A.R which I need to update as soon as I retrieve the chapters. Weeeeee!! Another long response!! lol. Aw, no more of the saying? Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Thank you for review!!!
Chapter 23:
Heero woke from his slumber at the sounds of the shouting. Curiously, he moved from his bed and out of the hut. A group of four guards were gathered around one pale shaking figure….with red…hair.
He moved faster this time. It couldn’t be…why would it be…just to make sure…
He stopped rooted in place at the sight of his friend on the floor. Talim eyes were rolled to the back of his head. His body shook without his control. Seizure.
“He’s having seizure!” Heero shouted.
“Why the hell is he having a seizure?!” The guard name Havoc looked towards him.
“He was born premature. It happens. (1)”
“What do we do?”
“Do you have any Carbatrol08 (2)?”
“I think so. Get him back to the infirmary!”
****
For the second time that day, Talim was taken to the infirmary. From what the agents could tell, he was breathing steadily but was suffering from a concussion and fractured skull.
“He must’ve head butted that…that fucker pretty good.” The doctor commented analyzing the CAT scan carefully. His eyes followed the slightly bigger than a hairline fracture sized black line going through the youth’s skull.
Shadow only grunted absently eying the teen’s prone body. Beside the prisoner was Prisoner 001. The blue eyed teen had yet to leave the other’s side even during the x-ray and examination. He could see now that separating the two would be a task within itself. Better to keep them together anyways.
“You said he was prematurely born?” The doctor asked turning to Heero.
Heero looked up sharply. “Yes.”
“By how much.”
“About three and a half months.”
“Hmm…I can issue some Carbatrol08. Make a note that he can’t have Bacophen13. I’m pretty sure his recent seizure may be from the pressure being placed on his skull from this colony. He may have to be transferred to another prison.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Shadow saluted the old man curtly before turning to Heero. “I guess you’re going with him.” He said jerking his head toward the door. Heero moved obediently. He walked pass the blue eyed agent without a word listening carefully to the subtle sound of Talim’s stretcher rolling behind him. If he listened harder, he could hear Shadow’s footsteps. It was almost like trying to listen to the beat of a butterfly’s wings.
Talim began to come to half way to the hospital room abruptly. He sat straight up instantly regretting the movement. His vision faded around the edges. A firm hand on his chest turned his attention ahead of him.
“Lay down.” Heero said sharply.
The redhead didn’t question. He laid down obediently staring around his surroundings carefully. “…’ro, what’s goin’ on?”
“You have a fracture in your skull and had a seizure about an hour ago.”
“Wow, haven’t had one of those in a while.” Talim mumbled rolling his shoulders. “What’s Pebbles’ damage?”
“Broken nose, gashes, lacerations, missing teeth, bruised esophagus, fractured jaw-line.” Shadow recited. Talim rolled his head so that he could look at the man without sitting up. “You’re a real animal when you’re upset huh?”
Talim only snorted. “You should see Heero when he’s mad.”
“They might transfer you to another prison.” Heero spoke it. His eyes focused intently on the other youth’s. “I think it would be wise.”
“Hell no. I’m not going anywhere.”
“And what if you swallow your tongue this time?”
“I’ve never swallowed my tongue before. I only bit it once and it wasn’t even that bad.”
“If it had been you would’ve drowned on your blood.”
“Well, let me worry about that.”
“No, you’re going.”
“Like hell I am, Yuy.”
“Ahem.”
The two youths stopped arguing to regards the bright eyed agent. Shadow waved his arms in a ‘we come in peace’ fashion. “You’re telling me you don’ t want to leave hell?”
“I’m Diablo, damn it. I’m at home.” Talim said grinning.
Shadow shook his head and turned to Heero. “If he chooses to stay he’ll have to sign some forms of consent. Since normal people would want to leave and not sign papers, some will have to be typed and printed.”
Heero only nodded obviously not happy with things.
The rest of the walk to the room was silent.
*
The hospital room was specially designed to be 0g or1g while the rest of the colony was 5g or more. Talim and Heero were left in the room while Shadow left to attend to other things.
“You’re being stubborn.” Heero grumbled averting his eyes towards the one bookcase off to the side of the room.
The room was a suite compared to the other rooms they’d seen so far. The walls were white along with the floor. There was a long sofa, a recliner, and one bed. All were made of durable but comfortable material.
“No, you are.” Talim countered glaring at the ceiling. He had to stay in bed and awake for at least an hour. It would’ve been an easy task if he didn’t feel so antsy.
“Why won’t you just transfer?”
“Because, I this was the sentence I…we got.” Talim hissed sitting up gingerly. “What do I look like skipping out on the whole thing while you get the worse of it?”
“Smarter.” Heero snapped moving to the teen’s bedside. “You’re not suited for this kind of environment.”
“Bullshit, Yuy! I’ve been in worse.”
“But you have a choice to leave!”
“No I don’t. We got into it together, we’re not splitting now.”
Heero only growled before stalking towards the door.
“Betta yet, you take tha offa.” Talim bit out. “You take it so that you’a feel betta. One’a us gots ta make it. Might as well be you.”
Heero turned around then slowly and deliberately.
“I said that to you when we were caught by those assholes Isaaya was buddies with. They hurt us pretty bad but you wouldn’t leave when you had a chance until you got me out too. I’ve been a liability more than one time.”
“And I’ve always put you first.”
“And I’m telling you to stop it now.”
“Someone has to take care of you baka.”
“You’ve done it long enough.”
Heero shook his head slowly and left the room then. For the first time, Talim thought he wouldn’t come back for him and was actually happy about it.
TBC......
(1) My sister is premature and she hit her head too many time in one day and had a seizure(scared the shit out of me too). From what I'm told, she'll be at risk of having seizures for no apparant reason.
(2) Carbatrol is medication that lowers the threshold for prematurely born people to have seizures. They’re little sea-green tablets with white powder inside…my sister takes 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.
Scarletty: lol. I dunno why the hell I do stuff to Talim. He's so easily tortured. *winces and glomps my bishie* But I still love him. Yeah, I'm morbid and don't be sorry about 'em. I cried for him and said my good-byes. Didn't know him that well so it doesn't hurt anymore. Now my grandpa's death is a completely different thing. That's how I ended up the way I am now. Anywho, enough about that. On to more things. Yeah, the guards may play a little matchmaking. HildexColtxRelena was funny. I might change the pairing around a bit. Morbid? Me? *grins* I can get so much worse. I only put a bit of my morbidity into my work as to not scare off anyone. I think all my morbidity has been put into F.E.A.R which I need to update as soon as I retrieve the chapters. Weeeeee!! Another long response!! lol. Aw, no more of the saying? Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. Thank you for review!!!
Chapter 23:
Heero woke from his slumber at the sounds of the shouting. Curiously, he moved from his bed and out of the hut. A group of four guards were gathered around one pale shaking figure….with red…hair.
He moved faster this time. It couldn’t be…why would it be…just to make sure…
He stopped rooted in place at the sight of his friend on the floor. Talim eyes were rolled to the back of his head. His body shook without his control. Seizure.
“He’s having seizure!” Heero shouted.
“Why the hell is he having a seizure?!” The guard name Havoc looked towards him.
“He was born premature. It happens. (1)”
“What do we do?”
“Do you have any Carbatrol08 (2)?”
“I think so. Get him back to the infirmary!”
****
For the second time that day, Talim was taken to the infirmary. From what the agents could tell, he was breathing steadily but was suffering from a concussion and fractured skull.
“He must’ve head butted that…that fucker pretty good.” The doctor commented analyzing the CAT scan carefully. His eyes followed the slightly bigger than a hairline fracture sized black line going through the youth’s skull.
Shadow only grunted absently eying the teen’s prone body. Beside the prisoner was Prisoner 001. The blue eyed teen had yet to leave the other’s side even during the x-ray and examination. He could see now that separating the two would be a task within itself. Better to keep them together anyways.
“You said he was prematurely born?” The doctor asked turning to Heero.
Heero looked up sharply. “Yes.”
“By how much.”
“About three and a half months.”
“Hmm…I can issue some Carbatrol08. Make a note that he can’t have Bacophen13. I’m pretty sure his recent seizure may be from the pressure being placed on his skull from this colony. He may have to be transferred to another prison.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Shadow saluted the old man curtly before turning to Heero. “I guess you’re going with him.” He said jerking his head toward the door. Heero moved obediently. He walked pass the blue eyed agent without a word listening carefully to the subtle sound of Talim’s stretcher rolling behind him. If he listened harder, he could hear Shadow’s footsteps. It was almost like trying to listen to the beat of a butterfly’s wings.
Talim began to come to half way to the hospital room abruptly. He sat straight up instantly regretting the movement. His vision faded around the edges. A firm hand on his chest turned his attention ahead of him.
“Lay down.” Heero said sharply.
The redhead didn’t question. He laid down obediently staring around his surroundings carefully. “…’ro, what’s goin’ on?”
“You have a fracture in your skull and had a seizure about an hour ago.”
“Wow, haven’t had one of those in a while.” Talim mumbled rolling his shoulders. “What’s Pebbles’ damage?”
“Broken nose, gashes, lacerations, missing teeth, bruised esophagus, fractured jaw-line.” Shadow recited. Talim rolled his head so that he could look at the man without sitting up. “You’re a real animal when you’re upset huh?”
Talim only snorted. “You should see Heero when he’s mad.”
“They might transfer you to another prison.” Heero spoke it. His eyes focused intently on the other youth’s. “I think it would be wise.”
“Hell no. I’m not going anywhere.”
“And what if you swallow your tongue this time?”
“I’ve never swallowed my tongue before. I only bit it once and it wasn’t even that bad.”
“If it had been you would’ve drowned on your blood.”
“Well, let me worry about that.”
“No, you’re going.”
“Like hell I am, Yuy.”
“Ahem.”
The two youths stopped arguing to regards the bright eyed agent. Shadow waved his arms in a ‘we come in peace’ fashion. “You’re telling me you don’ t want to leave hell?”
“I’m Diablo, damn it. I’m at home.” Talim said grinning.
Shadow shook his head and turned to Heero. “If he chooses to stay he’ll have to sign some forms of consent. Since normal people would want to leave and not sign papers, some will have to be typed and printed.”
Heero only nodded obviously not happy with things.
The rest of the walk to the room was silent.
*
The hospital room was specially designed to be 0g or1g while the rest of the colony was 5g or more. Talim and Heero were left in the room while Shadow left to attend to other things.
“You’re being stubborn.” Heero grumbled averting his eyes towards the one bookcase off to the side of the room.
The room was a suite compared to the other rooms they’d seen so far. The walls were white along with the floor. There was a long sofa, a recliner, and one bed. All were made of durable but comfortable material.
“No, you are.” Talim countered glaring at the ceiling. He had to stay in bed and awake for at least an hour. It would’ve been an easy task if he didn’t feel so antsy.
“Why won’t you just transfer?”
“Because, I this was the sentence I…we got.” Talim hissed sitting up gingerly. “What do I look like skipping out on the whole thing while you get the worse of it?”
“Smarter.” Heero snapped moving to the teen’s bedside. “You’re not suited for this kind of environment.”
“Bullshit, Yuy! I’ve been in worse.”
“But you have a choice to leave!”
“No I don’t. We got into it together, we’re not splitting now.”
Heero only growled before stalking towards the door.
“Betta yet, you take tha offa.” Talim bit out. “You take it so that you’a feel betta. One’a us gots ta make it. Might as well be you.”
Heero turned around then slowly and deliberately.
“I said that to you when we were caught by those assholes Isaaya was buddies with. They hurt us pretty bad but you wouldn’t leave when you had a chance until you got me out too. I’ve been a liability more than one time.”
“And I’ve always put you first.”
“And I’m telling you to stop it now.”
“Someone has to take care of you baka.”
“You’ve done it long enough.”
Heero shook his head slowly and left the room then. For the first time, Talim thought he wouldn’t come back for him and was actually happy about it.
TBC......
(1) My sister is premature and she hit her head too many time in one day and had a seizure(scared the shit out of me too). From what I'm told, she'll be at risk of having seizures for no apparant reason.
(2) Carbatrol is medication that lowers the threshold for prematurely born people to have seizures. They’re little sea-green tablets with white powder inside…my sister takes it.