Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction / Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Silent Warrior: Revolution ❯ Is there a Doctor in the House? Dr. Beckford-Davis to the Rescue ( Chapter 19 )

“Sneezing, a runny nose, and congestion, are all signs of having a cold. Even Brother Soldiers are vulnerable to this type of enemy. Wait, you're saying this cold and flu are works form the Dark Legion? How could they trouble everyone with a mysterious virus? In the name of Avalon, Terrific T: DW will stop you! *sneeze* Anyone got a tissue?”

Silent Warrior: Revolution

Episode 78

Everyone in the floating city is walking around with scarves or face masks covering them. It seems just about all the people are sick. Emerald Weapon is standing in front of a TV store watching a reporter talk about the mysterious flu that has affected everyone.

“Little do they know this is my doing,” she laughs to herself. “I'll be able to take advantage of this city now that the people are sick.”

Tyrone is walking down the street with Athena next to him in her human form. He has not been affected by this flu.

“All the guys are sick,” he says to his guardian. “Only TJ isn't, but he's got a really bad headache, so I'm going to help everyone get better, even if they don't want me to.”

Athena shakes her head and stays silent.

Is there a Doctor in the house? Dr. Beckford-Davis to the Rescue

A phone is ringing at the Masaki shrine, and Styve answers it.

“Hey bro, everyone is sick,” Damon says on the other end.

“Yeah, I am too,” Styve responds. “What about TJ?”

“He's not sick, but he says he feels really weak and has headaches. He's probably tired from exhaustion and has burned himself out. Looks like the Brothers will be out of action for a little bit.”

“Great, now the enemy can advance.”

“Well, we're not all done…”

Just as he is about to say Tyrone's name, Tyrone slams open the door and is very cheerful.

“Ty is here, I'm going to have to call you back,” Styve says, hanging up.

Damon puts down his end and sighs, looking around his place. Everything is upside down and broken. Tyrone had just been there to help him feel better…

“I hope things go better at his house than they did at mine,” he says. “I was hoping he wouldn't find another victim…”

“How would you like some soup?” Tyrone asks, pulling out a can. “Hopefully I do it right this time.”

“What do you mean `this time,' Tyrone?” Styve questions.

Tyrone ignores him and proceeds to make the soup.

“I don't think you want to do that,” Athena protests, sitting on Styve's bed.

Tyrone slaps her off the bed and gives Styve the bowl.

“You know Tyson, just because I'm not a mortal woman doesn't mean you can just push me around like some animal,” she protests.

“Sorry, it's a habit with you,” he laughs. “And I need to do this. I'm the only one who isn't sick, remember? I have to take care of everyone. I went to Reese and Damon's houses, and now I'm here!”

Styve looks at the soup, and then at Tyrone who has stars in his eyes, and then back at the soup. He is hesitant upon eating it, but finally takes a bite and immediately his eyes start to water.

“There's too much salt,” Athena cries, tasting the soup.

“Not again; I'm such a bad boy!” Tyrone laughs.

“This isn't the time to change subjects…”

“I think I'm just going to sleep for a while,” Styve says weakly.

“Ok, then let me clean this up for you so you have room to stretch out,” Tyrone says, going for the bowl.

Tyrone picks it up only to drop it on Styve's head.

“I'm sorry about that Styve!” he apologizes. “Let me switch out this blanket with another one.”

He then dumps him out of the bed trying to change the sheets.

“He really isn't doing this on purpose,” Athena sighs.

“If this was intentional, he'd be more dangerous than Emerald Weapon!” Styve growls.

Finally, the bed is all fixed and Styve is settled in.

“What are you doing now?” he asks, watching Tyrone go through the bag he brought with him.

“When I first came to this world, I was told somewhere that music soothes the soul, so I brought a tape along,” Tyrone answers.

“Who has tapes these days?”

He puts the tape in Styve's stereo, and after pushing many buttons, gets it to play.

“Aye Dios mayo! It's too damn loud!” Styve roars.

“How do you stop this crazy thing?” Tyrone asks, pushing all the buttons rapidly. “Jane!”

The stereo starts to beep rapidly, and then blows up in Tyrone's face.

“Of course, silence is always the best way to sleep!” Tyrone laughs.

Athena looks at Styve, who has steam coming out of his nose.

“Stevyn…are you ok?” she asks timidly.

“Demon hands…” he says quietly, turning his hands into Tauro Demos' hands.

He then starts whispering an incantation.

“Tyson, I think it's time for us to leave!” Athena suggests, noticing Styve's eyes turning black.

“…SHAKKAHOU!”

At the point of no return, Styve explodes, showing his Tauro Demos side, and sends Tyrone flying out of the house with a fireball.

“Well that went very well,” Tyrone says on the stairs to the shrine.

“It did?” Athena asks.

“Of course, and now we can go deal with TJ.”

“Oh no, can't you just give it a rest?”

“TJ's whole family is sick. He'll need help, he's only one person.”

“Have you ever heard of `misplaced kindness'?”

* * *

At TJ's house, TJ is on the phone with Styve, who is filling him in on Typhoon Tyrone.

“I don't know what to do with Ty,” Styve is saying. “Reese and Damon tried to warn me, but I got the call too late.”

“We don't need any help here,” TJ says. “Timmy is just fine; let him do all the work.”

Suddenly Timmy cries out from the balcony, and TJ hangs up. Outside, Timmy is hanging from the railing.

“I was trying to hang up this sheet when the wind picked up and knocked me over,” he explains.

“Can't you boys play somewhere else?” Krystalyn moans, coming out to see all the ruckus. “I'm not feeling well so please keep it down! You don't have to help Timmy; go ahead and play with your friends outside. Let TJ do all the work.”

“No, I want to help with the chores, mama,” Timmy pleads.

“If you're going to help, only do things you know you can handle,” TJ complains.

“Don't talk to me like I can't do simple laundry!”

“If you could do it so well, that sheet wouldn't be on the street outside the house!”

“TJ, I'm getting another headache!” Krystalyn roars. “Please watch him.”

“I wish someone would come and play with him,” TJ says as she walks off.

Suddenly a black and orange dagger appears. They both look over the balcony to see a figure wearing the sheet that had been flying away, like a hooded cloak.

“Here to help innocent people who aren't feeling well, the Angel of Mercy comes to the aide.”

The person then jumps up to the second floor balcony of TJ's house, and reveals himself as Tyrone.

“Ty, we don't need any help,” TJ says as they go inside. “Why don't you keep Timmy company? And while you're at it, go get that sheet you just tossed on the ground.”

“Nonsense, you don't look well just like everyone else,” he replies. “You go get rest and I'll take care of everything. Before you know it, you'll be feeling that second cold.”

“That's second wind, Tyson,” Athena corrects.

TJ goes back to bed, and Athena walks up to Prometheus and sits with him on TJ's bed.

“Well I never thought I'd see the day,” she says.

“What are you talking about?” Prometheus asks.

“They say a fool never catches a cold, so I'm surprised you did.”

Prometheus rolls his eyes and Athena laughs herself off the bed. The room door swings open, and Tyrone and Timmy walk in wearing scrubs.

“Everyone, leave everything to us!” Tyrone yells. “I'll be sure to take good care of you!”

Timmy changes Lion-O into a medical kit, and sticks a thermometer into TJ's mouth. It starts to beep wildly, and Tyrone yanks it out of TJ's mouth. It slips from his hand and breaks a window, causing a cold drift to come in.

“Oops, sorry,” Tyrone apologizes. “Oh well, your temperature isn't important!”

“You know, I thought TJ was the worst, but Tyrone is the king of the klutzes,” Prometheus comments to Athena.

Tyrone tapes a paper over the window, and suggests some food.

“Everyone's been telling me to stay away from the soups!” TJ thinks to himself.

TJ and Athena both yell no, and Tyrone says he'll put a CD on then.

“No! Stay away from that CD player!” Athena yells, falling off of TJ's desk chair.

“Athena, what has gotten into you?” Tyrone asks.

“This isn't very fun,” Timmy complains.

“Um, how about you guys check on the other people in the house?” TJ distracts him. “I'm sure mom alone would have a lot of things that need to be done.”

“That's a good idea, come on Timmy,” Tyrone says happily.

The two run off and manage to fall up the stairs. TJ rolls his eyes and the paper comes off the window, smacking him in the face and letting the cold air back in.

“Ok Timmy, it's time to reclaim our honor!” Tyrone says.

The two of them decide to clean the house, and everything goes wrong. Timmy puts too much dish liquid in the dishwasher, Tyrone overflows the washing machine, and the vacuum goes hay-wire and runs around by itself, eventually vacuuming up the curtains. TJ and Krystalyn watch from afar, and she shakes her head.

“I can't believe someone his age has this much trouble,” Krystalyn comments. “Remind me to speak to my sister about her son when she comes back from that trip she's been on forever.”

“Great, now I have to clean this whole mess up!” TJ complains.

As he is walking he gets really light headed and falls down.

“Why does it feel like I'm on spin cycle in mom's washer?”

* * *

“Happy birthday Ashley,” TJ says, dreaming.

“I couldn't imagine anything better than being with you,” she responds.

They are about to kiss, when the other guys appear.

“Snap out of it you love sick puppy!” Styve shouts.

“Why am I floating around in your dream?” Tyrese asks.

“He's only in high school, get someone else!” Damon yells at Ashley.

Fire suddenly breaks out, and TJ is trying to get rid of it. As he's complaining about the hotness, he gets drenched with water and complains he's cold. He awakes to find Tyrone next to him, who has put a wet cloth on his forehead.

“I was just changing the towel on your head,” Tyrone says.

“Have you been taking care of me this whole time?” TJ asks.

“Of course; it's the only thing I can really do for you.”

“Why are you working so hard to make me feel better?” TJ asks him.

“Because I want to, and because you're very important to me, Prince Takato,” Tyrone responds.

“Is that why you're helping me, because I'm the Chosen One?”

“No not at all. I'm doing this because I feel I can be myself around you. You're always so full of energy and life. Timmy feels the same way. He's been taking care of you with me.”

“Really?”

“Does it matter really or not?” Timmy asks, walking into the room. “Ty, we've got to get to the hospital and pick up the medication.”

“Oh yeah,” Tyrone responds. “TJ, will you be ok by yourself?”

“Yea, my head is feeling better now; you guys go ahead,” TJ answers.

* * *

At the hospital, Emerald Weapon and Droido Pharmakon, disguised as a doctor, are talking about the flu.

“How simple it was to get all these people by infecting these flu shots and medicine,” Emerald Weapon cackles. “Pharmakon, how goes the dark power?”

“The energy is flowing quite nicely,” Pharmakon responds. “The more people who take these dark power pills, the easier it'll be to open the Dark Gate.”

Tyrone and Timmy walk in and go to the front desk, which is empty.

“Hello, I'm here to get some medicine for my family,” Timmy yells.

Getting mad, he decides to walk to the back.

“Did you hear that?” Emerald Weapon asks. “There's still a child who can yell that loud!”

He slams open a door and finds Emerald Weapon (in a lab coat) and the Droido.

“Don't you know how to knock little boy?” she asks.

“Don't you know how to give service?” Timmy shoots back. “I need medicine, stat!”

“Looks like you could use a shot yourself,” Emerald Weapon suggests, taking out a needle.

“I don't feel sick,” Timmy insists.

“Nonsense,” Emerald Weapon smiles. “I'm giving you this free of charge.”

“I said no thanks!”

“You should be more grateful to someone who's giving you something for free!”

Emerald Weapon snaps her fingers, and Pharmakon grabs Timmy. Getting scared, he screams and releases his V-Beam.

“Well, it's the Little One. Who would've thought we'd run into each other here?” Emerald Weapon laughs.

Tyrone senses that Timmy's in danger, and so do the others.

“I'm coming after you right now. Dark Dagger Power!”

“Fancy meeting you in a place like this; what incredible luck! Pharmakon, get him!!” Emerald Weapon continues.

Pharmakon changes into her Droido appearance, but before she can attack, the black and orange dagger strikes.

“Not so fast! Stop it right now you want-to-be doctor! How could you attack an innocent child? You terrorize innocent children and spread your evil power throughout the world. You're worthless trash and it's time to take you out. I fight for justice, and I fight for peace too. I'm Dark Warrior, and I will punish you on behalf of Dark Warrior and divine punishment!”

“Curses, have you known about our operation the whole time?” Emerald Weapon asks.

“Yes I have, Emerald Weapon, and you're not fooling anyone.”

“So you knew this whole flu was just a trick cooked up by the genius that is the Dark Legion?”

“Correct again and now I'm going to take you out!”

“Wow, how did Tyrone know all this?” Timmy wonders. “Wait a minute, he's been with me the whole time; he didn't know any of this! What kind of game is he trying to get at?”

“Dark Crescent Beam!”

Now that he has a sword again, the Crescent Beam attack is back to being performed its normal way. Dark Warrior grabs his sword with his right hand and raises it to the sky. Two crescent moons collide on the tip, causing it to have an orange glow. He then circles the sword once clockwise from his head, and at the 10 o' clock pulls it back behind him. He then brings down his sword in a diagonal slash, shooting forth a concentrated beam of energy. Droido Pharmakon jumps over the attack with grace and taunts Dark Warrior.

“Dark Shaded Sickle!”

Dark Warrior launches his second attack, and Pharmakon doges it, throwing giant needles at him. Eventually he is pinned to the wall.

“Game's over now Dark Child; Pharmakon, stick the kid first!” Emerald Weapon commands.

“Star Slinger!”

Yellow LightStar appears and shatters the needle.

“Hi Ashley!” Timmy cries out.

“A hospital is a place for helping people get better, not for making them sicker,” she says. “It is a house of life that saves people who have fallen ill. I won't forgive those who fill it with tainted energy and abuse it!”

“Damn it, you talk way too much!” Emerald Weapon complains. “Pharmakon, kill them all!”

“Dark Mist Paralyze!”

“Dark Lightning Bolt Jolt!”

Dark Sabre causes a fog to confuse Emerald Weapon and Pharmakon, and Dark Knight zaps Pharmakon to stop her from attacking. The Brothers then surround Emerald Weapon, and she is very displeased.

“You made us all really sick you slimy, wicked-old troll!” Dark Blade yells.

“Yes, and now you must accept your reward!” Dark Knight pitches in.

“How are you all able to do this? You guys should all be in bed; what are you doing here?” Dark Warrior asks.

“We're a whole lot better now DW,” Silent Warrior says.

“Well no thanks to your haughty efforts, as pathetic as they were. We came to make sure you're alright,” Dark Blade replies.

“We do appreciate all your efforts and good cheer,” Dark Sabre thanks.

“Yea, thanks a lot Dark Warrior,” Dark Knight finishes.

“Now I'm ill; Droido Pharmakon, finish them off!” Emerald Weapon screams.

Being mad that no one is talking to her, Emerald Weapon commands the Droido to take them out.

“Let's dispose this nasty medical waste product, you with me fellas?” Dark Sabre asks.

“Dark Celestial Fires Release!”

Dark Blade uses his attack, and blasts Pharmakon back to the ground. Silent Warrior gets up to finish the job, but says he still feels weak.

“I believe you have the strength to do this!” Yellow LightStar encourages him, taking his hand.

With renewed strength, Silent Warrior gets up.

“Ring of hope, with its soul burning bright. Relinquish this sword, its power its might! Sword of power, come to me. Take this jewel and set it free! Lyger Xero: Sword of Destruction!”

“Silent Custom Combo!”

Handing her the Sword of Power, Yellow LightStar and Silent Warrior both attack the Droido, destroying it and having its gem collected.

“Way to go you two,” Dark Sabre congratulates.

“Yea, you two made quite the team,” Dark Knight adds.

“I don't mean to interrupt this scene, but can someone get me down from here!” Dark Warrior screams.

* * *

“With the Droido destroyed, the flu is past and the city has returned to its normal hustle and bustle. No one left now but us sickies,” Athena complains, back in her cat form.

“Oh hush Athena, at least everyone is doing better now,” Tyrone smiles.