Lilo & Stitch Fan Fiction ❯ It Finally Happened... ❯ In Which Memories Are Relived... ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter 9

 

Sancho slipped the paper into a rear pocket and looked around again. A dingy cubicle covered in fresh blood, a file cabinet, and, what was in that green box? He walked over to the cabinet and opened it. Inside he found a small bottle of pills. Uspirim, it said, to be taken for pain relief and anti-depression. Use in moderated quantities. Thinking, in this new environment of death and destruction, it might be useful to have some medication, Sancho pocketed the pills. `Now, on to the green box,' he thought. He opened it up and his eyes shone. Revolvers, identical to his own, piled ten deep. He smiled as he loaded up as much ammunition as he could and took another revolver along for good measure.

Sancho walked back to the broken open door, bolstered by the knowledge that he was at least properly equipped to deal with those slayer things. He walked for a few seconds in silence, except for that damn breathing just behind him, until he saw a “T” intersection ahead in the rows of cubicles. He was suddenly acutely aware of a gentle whimpering.

A voice cried out, “Please GOD! LET ME GO! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO HER!!! PLEASE!!!” Just as Sancho was about to run and help him, a loud clattering sounded from the other side of the intersection and he stopped in his tracks, just watching. He saw a monstrous spider shaped beast with legs that looked like shotguns, they were shotguns he realized with a bite of shock. The thorax looked to be a bloated human corpse with a large chunk blown out of it's head and a death grip (heh heh) on a pair of Czech Vz. 61 sub-machine guns. With a final clack it stopped, reared up on two legs and unloaded barrage after barrage into the man with it's shotgun legs. With a horrific twitch, the corpse flexed it's arms and added it's Vz. 61's to the hail of lead. The barrage lasted a good ten fifteen seconds. Finally it lowered back down to it's arachnid form and turned, sensing Sancho's presence.

Sancho looked at the beast, and looked at his revolvers, looked back at the beast, shrugged, and let loose with the revolvers. It took the full sixteen rounds of the two revolvers to put the thing down before it got a shot off. Shaking slightly, Sancho strode around the corner, deftly jumping the corpse, and looked at the mass of bloody meat that was the beast's victim. It appeared that he was tied to a supporting pole connected to the high ceiling. `Utterly helpless,' he thought grimly as he crossed himself. He pushed the thoughts of the man out of his head and strode past him to what looked like an elevator.

He walked up to it and pressed the button, patiently waiting. He was starting to get impatient when he heard the sound of the approaching elevator. It surfaced from below and the doors opened. Inside was a hideously deformed body wearing the shreds of a scientist's coat. The flesh of it's right side was pealed off and ribs were exposed. A large bony spike jutted from his raw right shoulder and an eye blinked at him from underneath the spike. The man had mousy brown hair and dead white eyes. Sancho blinked and said wryly, “I'll take the next one,” as the doors closed and the elevator continued it's steady ascent. Sancho walked to the door next to the elevators and, seeing it was a staircase, proceeded, hurriedly, down.

He had not gotten past the first landing when he heard, “Sean. I'm disappointed in you.” He turned startled and pointed his revolver's at the form behind him, but quickly his arms dropped as he saw who it was.

She was a beautiful woman. She stood a little taller then his 5'6” and her blue eyes shone with a ghostly light from under a mass of long brown hair. She was dressed in a casual outfit unbecoming the situation, Denim shorts and a black t-shirt. Instantly Sean knew who it was. It was the love of his life, Jaclyn. But she had been killed more then a year ago after he had pissed of Lord Gantu by taking out one of his patrols with an IED. But there she was. An immense pain filled his head as he gazed at her and he doubled over gripping his head in agony. Unknowingly, the rogue screamed.

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A pair of brown eyes was watching this. She did not see the shade, she did not know why the young man who had just saved her from a couple of guards, was clutching his head. And she certainly didn't know why she rushed over to help him up and return his earlier favor by resting his head on her lap, as he appeared to be lost in another world.

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He was back where they first met. He was watching himself sit on a bench in a park, uncaring about how conspicuous he was. He watched as he was joined by a woman. THE woman. She leaned over to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek. They both quickly looked around to see if anyone was watching. They were safe. He watched as he leaned over and began to write in his notebook, a silly habit he could never bring himself to drop. He watched as he began to speak out of the corner of his mouth. Though he could not hear himself he knew what he was saying by heart. His vision flashed and he was back in first person, but he was lying face down on the floor of a building. Lying in something sticky. He pushed himself gingerly to his knees and felt his head. There wasn't a mark on him. He looked around, it was completely dark. With a loud slam! a switch was thrown and the entire scene around him was illuminated by a stark white light. His vision flashed again and he was looking, horrified, at the mangled body of his love, his life, cut to the bone and fastened open to let her organs fall out onto the floor and onto Sean. His vision flashed again.

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He was back in the stairwell. His head was throbbing but was resting on something softer then the metal he was expecting. He opened his eyes and saw the tanned face of Lilo looking back at him. He jumped and scrambled to his feet, scooping up his dropped revolves as he did. “Wh…Where did you come from?” He stuttered, still in shock. “Easy, easy.” She said calmly. “It's ok. What happened?”

“Nothing…Nothing. Come on we gotta get out of here. Where's Stitch?”

“I don't know. I got rushed by this big huge beast with a huge mouth and I lost sight of him.”

“Well come on, he gotta go find him. You have a weapon, I mean besides the chainsaw?” Lilo grinned as she picked up the Vz. 61 she had pried off of a large husk she had found in the cubicle halls. “That looks familiar.” Sean quipped wryly as he turned and started down the stairs again.

 

 

 

 

I knew I would find a way to work Lilo back in. The cameo appearance of William Birkien, A.k.a “G”, from resident evil 2 was an unwitting request I took from one of my reviewees. Anyway, still looking for suggestions of things to parody. I have no real plans for the next chapter(s) as I usually just say to myself, I feel like writing, and sit down and let it flow. Don't be surprised, there isn't any great thought involved just pure instinct. Anyway, as always read and review. Thanks.

P.S. Don't know what a Vz. 61 is? If you've played Goldeneye you do. Look it up.