Konnichi wa! This is the start of what was supposed to be a one-shot, but it
decided to be much longer (so far). I'm afraid that length is something I know
needs to be worked on, I never was one for long involved stories (at least
that I've _written_). I don't really know what type of fanfic this is,
cross-over? multiverse? some other I don't know? I just know this is the
result of being Trooper obsessed, reading Gatchaman fics, and watching Flame
of Recca, all in the same day. -_- Any C&C is welcome. Enjoy!
Kagaku Ninjatai Samurai Trooper no Hono'o
(Flame of Science Ninja Team Samurai Trooper)
The lights flared red all along the panel.
"Host temperature dropping! Vital signs deterioating," one of the scientists
reported. Alarms sounded, repeating the warning.
Professor Nambu wiped at his forehead, his hand hovering over the abort
switch. 'Please,' he thought to the boy, 'please hang on.'
The body convulsed as power surged through it. It flared with a red light,
matching the fading pulse of the body.
'Hang on. please, hang on. Just a little bit more,' he thought helplessly. He
looked at the fire by theboy with expectant eyes. It was the only way he could
believe the machines.
*********
"Today's your big day, Ryo." The teenager he addressed looked up at him,
apprehensively, but nodded. Nambu sat on the bed next to his son. "We aren't
making you do this." Not really. "If you're unsure, now's the time to say it."
the boy said nothing, but hugged his lean knees to his chest.
"And there are others having this done to them?" Nambu smiled as he put an arm
around his only child's shoulders.
"Yes, four others. But you're going to be the first. You've worked hard with
this project, and I think it's what you deserve." Inwardly, Nambue flinched.
He wished this wasn't necessary, but with Arago X's forces growing larger by
the day, there really was no choice. The military was ineffective against the
mecha, especially when there were spies among the ranks. They needed a special
strike team. A small one so they wouldn't have to worry about treachery, or if
they did, it was easier to find out who war responsible. It was their only
chance against the creature. "Are you sure of this."
"Hai." Manipulation. That's what he was doing, to his own son.
********
The fire flickered.
Nambu's fingers inched toward the switch.
********
"Do me a favor, Ryo..."
********
The alarms changed tones.
********
"Keep a fire going..."
********
The flames hissed in protest...
********
"So that I know you're alright."
********
...and went out.
to be continued...
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