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The Great Escape
Leo
"Everyone's bathroom problems in order?" I asked. Everyone nodded. "Alright, now if Scar will refrain from making Terra angry I will finish my story." Scar shrugged sheepishly while Terra glared at him. She muttered something to the effect of "creepy little pervert" and "worse then Ember." Oh, well.
The moment the plane had touched down I was out and running. I knew what I had to do, the weapons were all ready behind my wall. With a little bit of luck I wouldn't be stopped on the way to my room.
"Hey! Freak!"
I'm never that lucky, am I?
I stopped dead in my tracks. I recognized the voice. I turned slowly, uncertain if I wanted to waste time with this blundering idiot. When I looked up it was the same man from the hall. I realize now I gave no proper description of him. Well to start with take a Muk. Now shape it into a human shape, slip on jeans that must be at least a size to small, and a big orange handle bar mustache. Also bald I might add. He would have been hilarious in all honesty if I wasn't repulsed by his presence.
Grinning I said, "Mam, you must have miscounted the size on your jeans again. You need 45 X's, not 35." His 'friends' behind him laughed despite themselves. He sneered.
"That's it you son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you! Hey! Joe! Bring that battle gear we made over here!" He growled. Joe, I presume, ran to find this 'battle gear.' What he brought back looked like a robot skeleton. You know like a stick figure. Big and ugly attached the exoskeleton to himself, arm to arm and leg to leg. Finally, what looked like a halo fit around his forehead. "Turn it on!" He shouted. Joe pushed something in the back and beams of light shot out from the halo and connected to the man's head. He grunted and closed his eyes for a moment then smiled. "This suit acts on your brain waves and responds just as fast, if not faster, then your natural muscle would, but uses the strength of machines instead of your natural muscle. It is several times more powerful then the normal man, even for a prototype. I find it ironic actually."
I narrowed my eyes, "Find what ironic?"
He laughed, "This was going to be integrated into the battle suit you wear now, but I'm going to use it to destroy you." Before I could blink he had launched himself across the fifteen feet between us. I was amazed by how fast he was, but knew I was faster. I toyed with him for a minute, getting used to his speed. For each punch he threw I would dodge or weave away. He even tried to kick me a couple of times, to only be side-stepped. Right jab, left hook, left back-hand, knee to the groin, right uppercut. The more I followed with my eyes, the slower he seemed to be going. I smiled when I was fully acclimated and jumped back. He grinned, thinking I was scared I guess.
"What's the matter sissy boy? Don't want to get hurt? Is it cause you don't have a mommy to kiss your boo-boos no more?" He mocked, his friends laughed along. I had originally planned to knock him unconscious, teach him a lesson, but he toyed with my past a second time. I don't take kindly to people making fun of my lack of parents. Raged boiled in my crystal eyes. The brute seemed to notice and stopped laughing. I blinked once and charged. Spinning in mid-air I threw out my leg for a roundhouse kick, Chuck Norris style. He brought his arm up just in time to block it. Still in the air, I used his arm for leverage to swing my other foot into his side. This he blocked too, but it was strong enough to send him skidding back a few feet.
I landed on my toes without a sound, looking at the ground. He stared at me.
"You may now be as strong as me with the help of that suit, but you will never reach my speed." I used agility to circle behind him. Now you may have pictured a blur suddenly appearing behind the man and it turning into me, but humans will never understand what pokemon go through while performing attacks. To me the world had slowed to a horrible crawl. All I had to do was walk calmly around the man, who will be called Jim since he never gave me a name, and mentally shut off agility. Jim, startled turned to face me. I promptly kicked him in the face. He flipped end over end and crashed into a pile of boxes. Using agility again I went to him and lifted him by the throat. He surprised me by kicking me in the stomach. When I staggered back he attempted to punch me upside the head. Jim would not get that pleasure.
I caught his hand mid swing. Without agility, I add proudly. Deciding to end the fruitless fight I pulled him close and reached around the back of his head, feeling for the steel that was his exoskeleton. Smiling, I grasped it. Jim gave me one horrified look before I pulled on the thing, and I pulled hard. The halo snapped from his head, the beams of light stretching for a moment then snapping and disappearing. His eyes went dull then, completely without the spark of life. But he stood, with the battle gear hanging behind him, sparking occasionally. I waited for a minute, then he started to drool.
The poor man had gone brain dead from the sudden disconnection. Time to put him out of his misery. I took a step back then ran full on at him. With a jump a slammed my knee into his face. He fell without so much as a grunt, blood flowing from his now broken nose. His friends stood in shock for a moment, then ran to him. I walked away, intent to finish what I came for. I ended up running from the hanger, not stopping until I was safe behind the locked door of my room. I changed into my street clothes, I was sick of wearing something created for mee by this hated company.
Without hesitation I strode to the hidden pocket in the wall and opened it. Everything was present. The handguns went in their holsters, ammo in my pockets, stun grenades in slots in the shotgun sling, the remote mines went along my legs. Ten on each leg, all the way down to the ankle from the hip, clipped to the material for easy access. The shotgun was to rest in his hands, ready for use.
I sat on the floor in the middle of his room, cross-legged, mentally preparing myself for the act I was about to commit. Mass murder. I cringed at the thought. I have hated killing every since... my mother was killed. I always cushioned the thought with the fact that none of these men were innocent, they had all done far worse then the crime I was about to commit.
I was still deep in meditation when there was a knock at my door. I was on my feet in a second.
"Hey, 02234. Council wants ya. Hurry." I sighed, took a deep breath and braced my self. It begins now.
I kicked the button on the wall to open my door. The man showed surprise on his face for a moment then it was blown away. One shot. I had to keep count on my shotgun shells, I had significantly less then pistol ammo. A person yelled from the hall. I turned to my left and fired. Two shots. I walked calmly down the hall, shooting anyone who attempted to oppose me. Three, four, five, six shots later I was in front of the Council's door. I pulled a flash bang from the sling and pulled the chord. I opened the door and tossed, turning away to avoid the being blinded. At the shouts of surprise I entered the room. Spraying electricity to look menacing I could see the councilmen for the first time. Most were holding their faces, trying to get the blindness from their eyes. I started on the outside and fired in with quick precision. Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen shots later only one was left. The leader still shielded his face, though the flash should have worn off by now. I was angry still, using the anger as a shield from the disgust of killing.
"Show me your face! I want to know who sent me on horrible missions! I want to know who I am killing!" The man froze, as if in thought, then slowly began removing his hands from his face. I was still firing electricity, enough to let me see his face when he finally...
He was my Father.
I gasped and dropped the shotgun. He smiled, almost warmly, but I could feel the menace behind it. The cold steel that forced him to make his son kill. I stood with my head bowed, shaking with rage. The electricity had died with my shock.
"I'm sorry you had to find out this way, my son. I was truly only trying to make you stronger. But now you know and you must be eliminated." His smile turned to a frown. He was still speaking in monotone. "I suppose you want to know, know why I made you kill your mother?"
Terra gasped, pulling me from the depths of my memory. She had tears in her eyes when I looked at her. Raina too looked sad and moved closer to me, wrapping me in a warm hug. Terra joined, Scar, not really knowing what to do, just watched.
"I... I had no idea!" Terra cried. I rubbed her hair softly, trying to soothe her racking sobs.
"I'm sorry for what you had to go through, I am truly sorry. You may never know how sorry I am." Raina whispered. I rubbed her back, confused, excepting their sorrow. I did not want them to feel sorry for me, but I couldn't stop them now.
"It is OK, I... I just want to finish what I have started." They nodded quietly and moved to a respectful distance. Terra still had tears running down her cheeks, but nodded for me to continue. Taking a deep, calming breath I immersed myself back into the pool of my memories.
I glared at my father now. It was true, it was he who had ordered the mission that ended with me killing my own mother. Long ago I vowed that who ever was responsible would pay. I asked, I just had to know.
"Why?" I choked out the word like poisonous food. He smiled again.
"Don't be so angry. It really was to remove an unnecessary distraction. She wasn't even your real mother anyway." This information made me stagger.
Terra gasped again, but I ignored it.
"W-What?" I gasped, I had been winded by the impact of the truth, "What do you mean she wasn't my mother?" I was yelling now.
"And I'm not your father. You are a creation. An experiment, 02234. You are unnatural." This tipped me over the edge. The electricity began flying with renewed energy. Flying randomly, lighting the whole room. Where it hit the walls it scorched long gashes. "Now calm down, you-"
"Shut up! Don't tell me to calm down! You just tore the world from beneath my feet! I will DESTROY YOU!" All the electricity in the room gathered and condensed around my right hand. I tightened into a fist and lunged at my ex-father. In the second between kick-off and impact, his face had gone from happy to proud. His features still looked proud as I buried my fist through his stomach and out his back. Left was a round bleeding hole, yet his grin did not diminish. Angrily I twisted my arm and pulled it out violently. "Why do you smile? Scream damn it! I want the satisfaction of seeing you in pain!" I screamed in his face.
"You have become what I always wanted. The perfect killing machine." I yelled again and pulled a remote mine from pants. With a grunt and a twist it was buried in the hole in his stomach. I set it and gave him one final punch in the face. I turned to leave, confident he would die. I didn't even turn when I heard him chuckling behind me. I pulled the USP's from their holsters and opened the door to go back outside. I was not surprised in the least by the firing squad lined up in front of me.
"Ex. 02234," The leader to the side yelled, "you are ordered to surrender. Lay down your weapons and put your hands behind your head." I frowned. I began to lower my guns then froze in a half crouch. The firing squad tensed. "You have five seconds to comply. Five." Still down I whispered to them.
"My." They couldn't hear it, but probably saw my lips move, because they leaned foreward.
"Four." He continued counting.
"Name." I said this louder. They still leaned forward, but actually heard the word and shuffled in confusion.
"Three." Unfazed the leader continued.
"Is." This was at normal volume. No one struggled to hear it, and a few shuffled back.
"Two." He stressed the word as an obvious warning.
"LEO!" I shouted my name, spraying electricity. Now everyone of them took a step back.
"One." He gestured and they opened fire. The bullets, being medal, conducted electricity. I moved out of their way, but my electrical aura arched from bullet to bullet, ending on the firing squad's guns. A chain reaction had them all down on a second. I could hear clapping from the room behind me.
It was ignored. I ran down one of the hallways, following signs leading to exits, killing those who stood in my way. Occasionally I would prime a mine and throw it on a wall, not breaking stride.
By the time I had reached the exit my guns were out of ammo, I was out of stun grenades, all the mines were set and their remote was in my hand. The gun holster had been ditched long ago. I was about to step outside when a shout from behind me drew my attention. A man holding a rocket launcher was aimed at me and pulling the trigger.
I dodged easily, but the surprise allowed others to catch up.
These men carried machine guns.
"Shit!" I yelled as they started shooting. I ran, but bullets are damn fast. I was fifty feet away from the door, on the edge of the woods, when hit me. Just below the right shoulder blade. In shock I squeezed the detonator for the mines. I wasn't to close to get hurt, but I definitely wanted to be farther away. I ran through the hills, stopping occasionally to listen for pursuit.
I opened my eyes and freed myself from my torturous mind. Terra was still sobbing, Raina was speechless, and Scar was... Scar.
"Then I ran into the city, found the park, and you found me, Terra. You know the rest from there." I pulled the pokeball from my pocket and stared at it. "Now you understand. She reminded me, of me. I'm going to talk to her tonight. Not now, I'm tired." I went to lay back on the bed, but Raina stopped me. She pulled me in for another hug. Slowly, regretfully, she released and smiled.
"Sleep well, Leo. You deserve it." I nodded and laid back. I was asleep in moments. Pray my mind stays blank tonight...Chapter End Notes:Hm, nothing much to say. Leave some creative comments please. Coconut Pie
"Everyone's bathroom problems in order?" I asked. Everyone nodded. "Alright, now if Scar will refrain from making Terra angry I will finish my story." Scar shrugged sheepishly while Terra glared at him. She muttered something to the effect of "creepy little pervert" and "worse then Ember." Oh, well.
The moment the plane had touched down I was out and running. I knew what I had to do, the weapons were all ready behind my wall. With a little bit of luck I wouldn't be stopped on the way to my room.
"Hey! Freak!"
I'm never that lucky, am I?
I stopped dead in my tracks. I recognized the voice. I turned slowly, uncertain if I wanted to waste time with this blundering idiot. When I looked up it was the same man from the hall. I realize now I gave no proper description of him. Well to start with take a Muk. Now shape it into a human shape, slip on jeans that must be at least a size to small, and a big orange handle bar mustache. Also bald I might add. He would have been hilarious in all honesty if I wasn't repulsed by his presence.
Grinning I said, "Mam, you must have miscounted the size on your jeans again. You need 45 X's, not 35." His 'friends' behind him laughed despite themselves. He sneered.
"That's it you son of a bitch, I'm going to kill you! Hey! Joe! Bring that battle gear we made over here!" He growled. Joe, I presume, ran to find this 'battle gear.' What he brought back looked like a robot skeleton. You know like a stick figure. Big and ugly attached the exoskeleton to himself, arm to arm and leg to leg. Finally, what looked like a halo fit around his forehead. "Turn it on!" He shouted. Joe pushed something in the back and beams of light shot out from the halo and connected to the man's head. He grunted and closed his eyes for a moment then smiled. "This suit acts on your brain waves and responds just as fast, if not faster, then your natural muscle would, but uses the strength of machines instead of your natural muscle. It is several times more powerful then the normal man, even for a prototype. I find it ironic actually."
I narrowed my eyes, "Find what ironic?"
He laughed, "This was going to be integrated into the battle suit you wear now, but I'm going to use it to destroy you." Before I could blink he had launched himself across the fifteen feet between us. I was amazed by how fast he was, but knew I was faster. I toyed with him for a minute, getting used to his speed. For each punch he threw I would dodge or weave away. He even tried to kick me a couple of times, to only be side-stepped. Right jab, left hook, left back-hand, knee to the groin, right uppercut. The more I followed with my eyes, the slower he seemed to be going. I smiled when I was fully acclimated and jumped back. He grinned, thinking I was scared I guess.
"What's the matter sissy boy? Don't want to get hurt? Is it cause you don't have a mommy to kiss your boo-boos no more?" He mocked, his friends laughed along. I had originally planned to knock him unconscious, teach him a lesson, but he toyed with my past a second time. I don't take kindly to people making fun of my lack of parents. Raged boiled in my crystal eyes. The brute seemed to notice and stopped laughing. I blinked once and charged. Spinning in mid-air I threw out my leg for a roundhouse kick, Chuck Norris style. He brought his arm up just in time to block it. Still in the air, I used his arm for leverage to swing my other foot into his side. This he blocked too, but it was strong enough to send him skidding back a few feet.
I landed on my toes without a sound, looking at the ground. He stared at me.
"You may now be as strong as me with the help of that suit, but you will never reach my speed." I used agility to circle behind him. Now you may have pictured a blur suddenly appearing behind the man and it turning into me, but humans will never understand what pokemon go through while performing attacks. To me the world had slowed to a horrible crawl. All I had to do was walk calmly around the man, who will be called Jim since he never gave me a name, and mentally shut off agility. Jim, startled turned to face me. I promptly kicked him in the face. He flipped end over end and crashed into a pile of boxes. Using agility again I went to him and lifted him by the throat. He surprised me by kicking me in the stomach. When I staggered back he attempted to punch me upside the head. Jim would not get that pleasure.
I caught his hand mid swing. Without agility, I add proudly. Deciding to end the fruitless fight I pulled him close and reached around the back of his head, feeling for the steel that was his exoskeleton. Smiling, I grasped it. Jim gave me one horrified look before I pulled on the thing, and I pulled hard. The halo snapped from his head, the beams of light stretching for a moment then snapping and disappearing. His eyes went dull then, completely without the spark of life. But he stood, with the battle gear hanging behind him, sparking occasionally. I waited for a minute, then he started to drool.
The poor man had gone brain dead from the sudden disconnection. Time to put him out of his misery. I took a step back then ran full on at him. With a jump a slammed my knee into his face. He fell without so much as a grunt, blood flowing from his now broken nose. His friends stood in shock for a moment, then ran to him. I walked away, intent to finish what I came for. I ended up running from the hanger, not stopping until I was safe behind the locked door of my room. I changed into my street clothes, I was sick of wearing something created for mee by this hated company.
Without hesitation I strode to the hidden pocket in the wall and opened it. Everything was present. The handguns went in their holsters, ammo in my pockets, stun grenades in slots in the shotgun sling, the remote mines went along my legs. Ten on each leg, all the way down to the ankle from the hip, clipped to the material for easy access. The shotgun was to rest in his hands, ready for use.
I sat on the floor in the middle of his room, cross-legged, mentally preparing myself for the act I was about to commit. Mass murder. I cringed at the thought. I have hated killing every since... my mother was killed. I always cushioned the thought with the fact that none of these men were innocent, they had all done far worse then the crime I was about to commit.
I was still deep in meditation when there was a knock at my door. I was on my feet in a second.
"Hey, 02234. Council wants ya. Hurry." I sighed, took a deep breath and braced my self. It begins now.
I kicked the button on the wall to open my door. The man showed surprise on his face for a moment then it was blown away. One shot. I had to keep count on my shotgun shells, I had significantly less then pistol ammo. A person yelled from the hall. I turned to my left and fired. Two shots. I walked calmly down the hall, shooting anyone who attempted to oppose me. Three, four, five, six shots later I was in front of the Council's door. I pulled a flash bang from the sling and pulled the chord. I opened the door and tossed, turning away to avoid the being blinded. At the shouts of surprise I entered the room. Spraying electricity to look menacing I could see the councilmen for the first time. Most were holding their faces, trying to get the blindness from their eyes. I started on the outside and fired in with quick precision. Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen shots later only one was left. The leader still shielded his face, though the flash should have worn off by now. I was angry still, using the anger as a shield from the disgust of killing.
"Show me your face! I want to know who sent me on horrible missions! I want to know who I am killing!" The man froze, as if in thought, then slowly began removing his hands from his face. I was still firing electricity, enough to let me see his face when he finally...
He was my Father.
I gasped and dropped the shotgun. He smiled, almost warmly, but I could feel the menace behind it. The cold steel that forced him to make his son kill. I stood with my head bowed, shaking with rage. The electricity had died with my shock.
"I'm sorry you had to find out this way, my son. I was truly only trying to make you stronger. But now you know and you must be eliminated." His smile turned to a frown. He was still speaking in monotone. "I suppose you want to know, know why I made you kill your mother?"
Terra gasped, pulling me from the depths of my memory. She had tears in her eyes when I looked at her. Raina too looked sad and moved closer to me, wrapping me in a warm hug. Terra joined, Scar, not really knowing what to do, just watched.
"I... I had no idea!" Terra cried. I rubbed her hair softly, trying to soothe her racking sobs.
"I'm sorry for what you had to go through, I am truly sorry. You may never know how sorry I am." Raina whispered. I rubbed her back, confused, excepting their sorrow. I did not want them to feel sorry for me, but I couldn't stop them now.
"It is OK, I... I just want to finish what I have started." They nodded quietly and moved to a respectful distance. Terra still had tears running down her cheeks, but nodded for me to continue. Taking a deep, calming breath I immersed myself back into the pool of my memories.
I glared at my father now. It was true, it was he who had ordered the mission that ended with me killing my own mother. Long ago I vowed that who ever was responsible would pay. I asked, I just had to know.
"Why?" I choked out the word like poisonous food. He smiled again.
"Don't be so angry. It really was to remove an unnecessary distraction. She wasn't even your real mother anyway." This information made me stagger.
Terra gasped again, but I ignored it.
"W-What?" I gasped, I had been winded by the impact of the truth, "What do you mean she wasn't my mother?" I was yelling now.
"And I'm not your father. You are a creation. An experiment, 02234. You are unnatural." This tipped me over the edge. The electricity began flying with renewed energy. Flying randomly, lighting the whole room. Where it hit the walls it scorched long gashes. "Now calm down, you-"
"Shut up! Don't tell me to calm down! You just tore the world from beneath my feet! I will DESTROY YOU!" All the electricity in the room gathered and condensed around my right hand. I tightened into a fist and lunged at my ex-father. In the second between kick-off and impact, his face had gone from happy to proud. His features still looked proud as I buried my fist through his stomach and out his back. Left was a round bleeding hole, yet his grin did not diminish. Angrily I twisted my arm and pulled it out violently. "Why do you smile? Scream damn it! I want the satisfaction of seeing you in pain!" I screamed in his face.
"You have become what I always wanted. The perfect killing machine." I yelled again and pulled a remote mine from pants. With a grunt and a twist it was buried in the hole in his stomach. I set it and gave him one final punch in the face. I turned to leave, confident he would die. I didn't even turn when I heard him chuckling behind me. I pulled the USP's from their holsters and opened the door to go back outside. I was not surprised in the least by the firing squad lined up in front of me.
"Ex. 02234," The leader to the side yelled, "you are ordered to surrender. Lay down your weapons and put your hands behind your head." I frowned. I began to lower my guns then froze in a half crouch. The firing squad tensed. "You have five seconds to comply. Five." Still down I whispered to them.
"My." They couldn't hear it, but probably saw my lips move, because they leaned foreward.
"Four." He continued counting.
"Name." I said this louder. They still leaned forward, but actually heard the word and shuffled in confusion.
"Three." Unfazed the leader continued.
"Is." This was at normal volume. No one struggled to hear it, and a few shuffled back.
"Two." He stressed the word as an obvious warning.
"LEO!" I shouted my name, spraying electricity. Now everyone of them took a step back.
"One." He gestured and they opened fire. The bullets, being medal, conducted electricity. I moved out of their way, but my electrical aura arched from bullet to bullet, ending on the firing squad's guns. A chain reaction had them all down on a second. I could hear clapping from the room behind me.
It was ignored. I ran down one of the hallways, following signs leading to exits, killing those who stood in my way. Occasionally I would prime a mine and throw it on a wall, not breaking stride.
By the time I had reached the exit my guns were out of ammo, I was out of stun grenades, all the mines were set and their remote was in my hand. The gun holster had been ditched long ago. I was about to step outside when a shout from behind me drew my attention. A man holding a rocket launcher was aimed at me and pulling the trigger.
I dodged easily, but the surprise allowed others to catch up.
These men carried machine guns.
"Shit!" I yelled as they started shooting. I ran, but bullets are damn fast. I was fifty feet away from the door, on the edge of the woods, when hit me. Just below the right shoulder blade. In shock I squeezed the detonator for the mines. I wasn't to close to get hurt, but I definitely wanted to be farther away. I ran through the hills, stopping occasionally to listen for pursuit.
I opened my eyes and freed myself from my torturous mind. Terra was still sobbing, Raina was speechless, and Scar was... Scar.
"Then I ran into the city, found the park, and you found me, Terra. You know the rest from there." I pulled the pokeball from my pocket and stared at it. "Now you understand. She reminded me, of me. I'm going to talk to her tonight. Not now, I'm tired." I went to lay back on the bed, but Raina stopped me. She pulled me in for another hug. Slowly, regretfully, she released and smiled.
"Sleep well, Leo. You deserve it." I nodded and laid back. I was asleep in moments. Pray my mind stays blank tonight...Chapter End Notes:Hm, nothing much to say. Leave some creative comments please. Coconut Pie