Original Stories Fan Fiction / Other Fan Fiction / Role Playing Fan Fiction ❯ Ryujin & Suzaku-The Chronicals of the Twins: A Battle for Insanity ❯ The Beginning ( Chapter 1 )

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The Battle for Insanity
My name is Ryujin Amadan O'Connor and this is my story. I remember the day it all began the day my whole notion of reality was turned upside down.
The day was April 20th 2003, and I was at my Cousin Tom Goglia’s house in Oskaloosa (for those of you who aren’t familiar with the mid-west it’s a small ass town in Iowa)
We had just been playing a few video-games when we decided to have some lunch.
Heading downstairs, we raced to the kitchen me with my short blond hair, glasses standing at 5’7 and around 145 lbs, Tom not very different from me except he had red hair. Once we had reached the kitchen, we attacked the fridge raiding it of its precious hotdogs and mustard.
Our usual ritual of eating four of the salted wieners apiece, racing to see who could down them quicker while slamming glass after glass of chocolate milk.
Once we ate our fill and feeling even a little sick I picked the Des Moines Register on the kitchen table.
Thumbing through the classifieds of men seeking women and those who were looking for child services, I happen too run across an ad requesting those of young minds interested in the field of science.
I informed Tom on what I’d found;
“But we’re not science assistants” he said
“True but we both love science, why not give it a go?”
“Fine then”
Reading further, the ad went to say that all those who volunteered for the experiments would be paid well and would be part of a major breakthrough in the science field, and to report to
           &n bsp;     1312 E. Ave
           & nbsp;         Iowa City, IA   -Ask for Erik Lensherr
“Sounds like a plan but we gonna get there?”
“Well I can always “barrow” my grandma’s truck”
“You have a license?”
“Yep, got it last week”
“When we gonna leave?”
“How About right now, I’ll just leave a note for your mom and tell her we went on an important round-trip and to not worry and I’ll take all the blame.”
“Well you’d better cuz I won’t.” Tom exclaimed
Walking our happy little asses the mile across town, dodging traffic to get to my grandparents place, we arrived and I informed my cousin to wait in the shed until I returned. Grabbing the spare key from the garage, I unlocked the side door and stepped inside.
“Quiet, always quiet, I HATE quiet”
Searching through the clutter, I came upon the moneybag and the truck keys, grabbing $500 in 20s and50s and stuffed all of it into my pockets.
“I’ll pay it all off if Erik pays well.” I thought to myself
Quickly grabbing a pen and a piece of paper, I explained the situation in full and I had to do it NOW.
Locking up I looked back not knowing if I would ever step foot in the house ever again. Walking back to the garage, I retrieved Tom and told him it was time to go.
We climbed into the pickup and headed back to Tom’s house
“What are we going back to my place for?” Tom asked
“I thought we’d get your SP for you to have something to do on the ride up.”
Parking alongside the house Tom rushed in and I turned the radio on searching for a good station. Roughly, five minutes later, he came back out with his Game-boy SP and charger.
"My battery is low so I need to charge it back up."
Watching him plug it in and hearing the heavenly DING of the Game-boy power up and intro music to Pokémon Sapphire, Tom got in the "zone”.
 "I'm trying to level up my Linoone and my Blazekin."
Putting the truck in drive, we headed on the highway 92 and to the unknown future.
Heading eastward towards the edge of town we made a quick stop at Wigg's gas station and picked up a 2 liter of Mt. Dew apiece, I would need all the caffeine I could get for the drive ahead.
Mahaska/Keokuk county countryside was quite peaceful blaring Korn and Slipknot, hearing the occasional mumble from Tom about his game, we soon reached Sigourney (my old hometown).
Stopping by the high school I had once went to, I told Tom to "stay in the car I'd be back shortly".
Walking inside brought back little memories. I had only gone to the school from Pre-K to second grade and then seventh as well.
This is mainly due to my mom could never settle down in one place for any long period. Either way, walking past the office and taking a left I headed down towards to Jr. High.
I headed down to the second on the right; this room belonged to Ms. Mohr, the English teacher. Peeking inside I saw some of my old classmates, Nergal, Christian, Taylor, and Lana.
"I know how to make a scene" I chuckled to myself.
Flinging the door open wide I yelled
"Who here has mutha fuckin Cobra Pride?"
Whether from recognizing my voice, or what I do not know, Christian turned around and yelled
"O'Connor you fucking douchbag, how the fuck are you"
"I'm here to wreak havoc in the best way I know how!"
Lynsee got up and came bounding over to me
"Hi Ryu, remember me?" she asked grabbing my hand
"Yeah, you had a crush on me last year.'
"Yeah...Well I kinda still do."
"Well I'm flattered and all but I gots me some important stuffs to do and the like. I just stopped by to say hi."

Letting go of my hand, she frowned sticking her lower lip out, jutting her smallish yet perky breasts toward me.
"Ohh come here Lynsee, that's not fair." I said pulling her into my body.
Leaning in I kissed her full on the lips. Smooth, silky kisses I could feel her tongue trying to probe past my teeth.
Feeling a warm stirring going on somewhere within my boxers, I quickly pulled away.
"Look I gotta go, I'm off to do important stuffs, but I'll talk to you later. Okay?"
"Ohh…Okay." She sighed
"Alright, I'll see all you bitches later."
With a quick grab of Lynsee's firm ass, I sped out the door.
Going back, toward the office I hung a sharp right, stopped by the biology lab, and pulled the fire alarm.
"Now this is funny!"
Quickly making my way back outside, I made a mad dash back to the pickup.
"We gotta book it as in post haste!"
"Why what did you do!"
"Let's just say the fire department ain't gonna be too happy with me" I laughed.
Slamming the truck into drive, we tore out of the parking lot.
Flying down the highway, we arrived in Iowa City about 45 minutes later.
Arriving on the outskirts of town, we stopped at a gas station and asked directions to the address.
Pulling up to the building, I had to admit too myself I was quite impressed. I had half expected a fake address or a false ad to a run down joint.
 "Well this is it, 1312 E. Ave." I stated
"I guess we should head in"
"You go first Tom"
"Fine, but if anybody tries to jump us I'll just use my dragon breath on them and paralyze them."
"Yeah sure" I said sarcastically
Slowly climbing out of the truck, I locked the up and climbed the stairs to the front door.
"The door's locked" Tom said
"Let me try"
Pulling on the doors to no avail, I attempted to push.
"Maybe I should ram it."
Backing up I charged the door and threw my entire weight into my shoulder at the door, then bounced off.
"Oww, fucking goddamn son of a bitch ass cunt rape piece of shit ass door" I swore as I kicked and slapped at the door.
"Hey Ryu, maybe this is it."
"WHAT!"
"It's an intercom thingy," Tom pointed to a box on the wall.
"Fucking dammit"


"Hello My name is Ryujin O'Connor and I am with my cousin Tom Goglia, and we read about an ad for this address, we're looking for a Professor Erik Lensherr." I said as I pressed the button on the intercom.
After waiting a couple seconds a deep male voice came over the staticy speaker
"Very well gentlemen, take the stairs down, and I'll be with you in a moment."
With a click pop, the door unlocked and I pushed it open.
A crisp, clean smell wafted out and reminded me of a lot of a hospital.
Entering inside, we let the door close behind us with a loud bang.
Once inside we had no choice but to go downstairs for that was all there was to do. Which made one wonder how one got upstairs with none leading up?
Descending the stairs, we came to another door.
"What do you wanna bet this is locked too?" I asked
"Maybe we should look for another intercom first." Tom suggested
"Fucking smart ass"
Searching for a button, lever or switch I heard a click, rattle and watched as the door swung open before us.
There standing before us was an older man, roughly in his fifties or sixties, white hair and a surprisingly muscular frame. He wore a maroon suit with dark red trim and spats.
"Hello, my name is Erik Lensherr; I was the one who put the ad in the paper. Please if you two gentlemen would follow me."
Turning about he began striding down the hallway until we reached an elevator. He placed a palm upon a metallic plate on the wall and held it there. I heard what sounded like an elevator ascending.
With a ding, the elevator door opened and the three of us climbed inside. The Professor repeated this behavior, placing his palm upon an identical metal plate inside the elevator, the doors closed, and we began our descent.
The doors opened once again with the same ding and I was completely caught off guard by all the equipment in what appeared to be a laboratory.
“Welcome gentlemen to my laboratory” he said arms wide spread
Following him, I noticed some machines that I had only seen in movies. One in particular was a giant sphere that looked like the thing astronauts used, a gyro sphere I believed it was called.
Among these devices and gizmos, I noticed as well large tank of a strange bubbling silver substance with molds and hoses attached to it.
 “Right this way gentleman”
Following his direction, we went over to what appeared to be exam tables.
“All right, this is how it is; I’m quite interested in the effects of nuclear mutations and their effects on the human body, soo that being said, what I’m hoping to get you gentlemen to help me with is an experiment on my theory.”
“Well, what all do we have to do?” Tom asked nervously
“It’s simple really I will place each of you upon these tables here and you will wear a new developmental metal to protect you from the radiation, it’s like lead only much better.


The trick is to allow only soo much radiation to leak through and to see how much will affect the human body without causing illness. Now I know that this is a very risky operation soo I have written up disclaimers, saying that you do all this under your own free will, that this is completely voluntary.”
 “And the payment for this, the ad mentioned a payment?” I asked
“Six billion apiece” Erik smiled
“Holy shitmonkey! That’s a lot of money!” I gasped
“Yes, yes it is.” Erik chuckled
“Where do we sign?”
“I don’t know Ryu, we could DIE from this.”
 “Well be fine, I’m sure he knows what he’s doing. Besides think of all pokémon card six billion can buy you.” I said
“True, okay I’ll do it.”
Signing the contract felt like signing away my soul, as if I had made a horrible mistake, but was nothing I could do about it now the deed was done.
Erik had us lay on the tables, which were not too comfortable and ran a full diagnostics on the two of us.
“I’ll have you face all of my equipment so you can see everything I do, if you have any questions please feel free to ask.”
“Yeah, I got one. Erik Lensherr, were have I heard that name before.” I said
 “I haven’t the slightest.” He said and walked over to the vat of silver liquid and began pumping it into a mold, making a sick sucking sound as it left the tank.
“I’m creating “vests” soo to speak as to protect you from the worst of the radiation.”
After about twenty minuets, he came back with two full suits of shiny metal. Telling up to strip down the only fear I had was freezing my nuts off.  
 “Before you put on the suits I’ll need to give each of you an anesthetic to block any physical discomfort you might experience.”
Turning back to the medical chart, I heard him mumble
“They won’t…Ahh fuck it.”
Taking a closer look as to what was going on and what the problem was, I saw the professor extend his hand and two vials and syringes flew towards his hand. He caught them in his outstretched hand.
“Erik Lensherr, now I know where I’ve heard that name before. You’re thee Erik Lensherr, Magneto!” I gasped
“Indeed, I am he.”
“But… but you’re supposed to be a comic book character...from Marvel.”
“That I am”; he said as he approached the tables.
“Just hold still why I administer to anesthesia.”
“Ohh no, I don’t think soo, as a matter of fact I think we’ll be going now, come on Tom”
“No! You will stay right were you are and help me with this experiment you pathetic homo-sapiens.” He spat
Scrabbling away from the medical tables, both Tom and I were stopped as if some greater force than we, held us in place were.

“Funny you would think that you could run from me Ryujin, it was you after all who identified me for who I really am, surly you know, Magneto the master of magnetism.”
“Don’t call me Shirley, the name is Ryujin O'Connor.” I said defiantly
“Ohh…that’s soo old it’s not even funny anymore.” Erik sneered and threw us back to the tables.
After we had been sat back down, the metallic suits flew at us totally encasing our bodies. From head to toe, I was covered leaving only my eyes, nose, mouth and ears exposed as to still have my senses about me.
I witnessed Tom too, was encased as I was.
I began to struggle against the suit but to no avail, the material was too heavy and tight to move.
I began to hear a hum and a glow of a bluish-green along the wall as if it came from behind me.

Next, I’m lifted and it felt like I was flying, spinning us around I became I was aware where the light was coming from as well as the increasing hum. It was coming from the gyro sphere, by now it began to glow bright green and a roaring that was nearly deafening.
An opening appeared on the side and we were placed inside the machine.
Hairs on the back of my neck began to tingle and by this time, I had pissed in my suit from sheer terror.
With a silent and sudden closing, we were locked in with no way of escape.
Brighter and brighter the light got until it was a near white, the hum had now become a steady whom deafening my hearing, and then the PAIN.
From out of nowhere it seem to come, first on the bottoms of my feet like a thousand million tiny bee stings, and the burning was as if I was like being immersed in liquid fire. Slowly it spread up my body, from my legs then to my thighs.
“Please, make it stop, God make it go away!” I screamed
My testicles felt as if they were going to melt, I pissed and shit myself and even think I ejaculated as well. It felt as if my whole body were melting off the bone, it began making its way up my body to my stomach.
That is when I puked; my bowls were shredding and boiling my body slowly tearing itself apart.
I think I literally felt my stomach bust open and my organs burst out.
Making its way up to my chest, my heart began hammering, pulse racing out of control, veins filled with fire.
“Ohh, please end it NOW! Take it away!” I plead
Over my own screams and the steady whom of the machine I heard, Tom let out a blood-curdling scream.
The burning and melting had made its way up to my head by this point, no longer could I scream, my voice lost, throat raw, I began coughing up steady streams of blood.


My vision slid out of focus and next thing I know I’m seeing the stomach of the suit, as now I believe my eyes have popped out of there sockets and hanging by their tendons.
An insane headache crawled throughout my cranium and I began seeing in a distorted haze. My brain felt as if it were turning to sludge and I began forgetting were I was.
Looking at my stomach was the only thing I could do, watching the metallic suit super heating and liquefying. The metal began turning a bright green color and that was when I lost consciousness. I lay there like this, for God knows how long, the only thing I could hear at this point was the constant screaming going on in my own head. I still could feel the burning, but the sickness and stinging was absent. I could no longer feel the metal atop my body the weight seemed to come from within, as did the burning right down to the bone. This went on for an eternity, and then it was gone.
All of it, the burning, screaming, sickness and stinging all gone, and I could hear nothing.
I opened my eyes and quickly closed them the harsh light flooding my vision. I instinctively reached up to shield my eyes and realized I could that I was no longer strapped down to the table. Slowly opening my eyes, I also realized that they were back in my skull.
Looking around my surroundings I saw I was indeed still on the table yet unrestrained, and here was no metal suit. Getting up looking around, Magneto was nowhere to be found and Tom was asleep as far as I could tell.
Looking around I found my clothes and quickly got dressed. Afterwords I walked over to my cousin and checked on him.
“Yes! Only asleep” I sighed
I began looking for the master of magnetism, going through his paperwork searching for some clue as to HOW he had gotten to my world.
With a whoosh, a door opened behind me and there he was Magneto and some aborigine man in tow.
 “You fucking bastard! I’ll kill you!” I screamed, running full tilt at the man
While running something strange seemed to happen, I felt myself getting taller, older and stronger. A sixth sense came into being an awareness of all things metal.
“I’ll kill you!” I screamed once again
With a jump, I flew at the man and I mean I FLEW, as in; I was flying.
“What the hell?”
“Ahh…so it would seem that not only did you survive the experiment, but you developed some sort of mutant ability, power mimicry and shape shifting if I’m not mistaking. I once knew two mutants that had those exact powers, Morph and Mimic if I’m not mistaken” Magneto grinned
“Soo you’re telling me that I’m a mutant and I can shape shift and mimic powers of others?”
“It would seem soo”
“Fucking sweet, I almost don’t want to kill you.”

I focused on myself landing, rather then on my feet, I decided to eat the floor instead.
“I guess the pain was worth it to be able to be like my favorite mutant Morph, by the way did you place my eyes back into my head?” I asked
“Yes, indeed I surgically placed them back inside your skull, as well as the metal suit has seemed to bond to your bones. The metal was none other then adimantium. The hardest metal I know of.” Erik explained
“Soo you’re telling me I’m indestructible like Logan?”
“If you’re referring to Wolverine than yes except that you lack that lovely little healing factor of his.”
“Hey who’s this guy anyway?” I asked pointing to the man that had followed Magneto in to the room
“This is Gateway, an associate of mine, a mutant who has the ability to travel across time and other dimensions.”
Looking at him, I could feel his abilities and powers encode into my own.
Looking at myself, I realized I had not changed into the man; I was still in the shape of Erik.
“Huh…guess I must have a bit of control over this already,” I thought
Focusing myself on my own appearance, I began changing reverting to my own body.
“It would seem as well that you can manage to keep and utilize those powers you acquire in any form you take.” Erik commented
“Ohh this just keeps getting better and better. I grinned evilly
Walking over to the Professor I outstretched my hand.
“Thanks for everything but I gotta go soo if you could just give me the money I’ll be on my way.”
“Yes well I guess I do owe you the money after all, you did help me a great deal with my research”
With an outstretched palm, a metal briefcase flew at me.
“Inside are six billion dollars, in 10,000 and 100,000 bills.
“Well I guess I’ll be off then, make sure to give Tom his money as well.”
“You’re just going to leave him?”
“He’ll be fine I bet he got some kick ass power anyways”
“If I may ask where do you plan to go?”
“Your home world, to collect power of course”
Then I thought of the Marvel universe and everyone in it, opened my hand and ripped a hole in space and stepped through.
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