Friday, June 30, 2006

   Just a ch. for you :)

Hi. Just me. I realized that i haven't posted a chapter lately. For those who didn't know me until a few days ago, i've been writing this story. if you are interested go to my archives and check it out (YOU DON'T HAVE TO!!!) It's mainly about vamps and monsters and a org that deals with them. (very hellsing-ish) So enjoy if you read it! This is Zeke's first downfall thingy. A pretty interesting ch. You'll also start to think that Shawn is even more gay... (he's not though... he's just emotional and young) Ch 7 First Mission With the fainted Zeke around his shoulders, Enit heavily walked to the living quarter building. He walked in and saw a boy playing a little game. "You there, Do you know where this man resides?" Enit asked. The boy looked up. "Oh, that's Zeke." Shawn looked at Zeke's wet pants and stood up. "What happened?" "Just, please, lead me to his room." Enit said while shaking. Zeke's weight was getting to him. "Yeah, ok. Up here." Shawn led Enit up to an elevator and they stepped inside. Shawn pushed a button and they started to rise up. Zeke groaned things like "No, I'm not gay." and "its beer. Honestly! I didn't wet myself." They got to the third floor and Shawn unlocked a door with his ID card. Enit trudged in and dropped Zeke to the bed. As he stepped to the door, he paused and leaned over to Shawn. "Stay here with him. Until he wakes." Shawn stepped inside. "I will. Thanks for bringing him back here." Enit waved a finger and walked to the elevator. Shawn watched and then shut the door. He lay on the couch and went to sleep. "Zeke! Zeke! Wake up!" Zeke slowly opened his eyes. Shawn was in his face. Zeke closed his eyes. "Damn it, Zeke! Wake up!" Shawn punched Zeke in the chest. Zeke shot up. "What?!?" he yelled, words slurred. "A demon has been sighted! You and D are the only ones that are compatible for this situation. Get up now!" Zeke fell of his bed. He was still drunk. "Hurry! Get dressed." Shawn shouted. Zeke pulled on his cloak and buttoned it up. Shawn ran out of the room shouting, "C'mon, Zeke. Follow me!" Zeke hurried, following the blurs of Shawn. They ran outside and where the bus usually pulls up was a sleek black car. D was in the front seat. Shawn opened the door and shoved Zeke in. "You haven't had training for this but I know you can do it! Your top priority is to rid of the demon.” Zeke nodded his head but too fast. He wanted to throw up. "Enough!" D said as he reached over and shut the door. He drove off. D, while driving, handed Zeke the handgun and bullets. Zeke trembled as he loaded it. He locked the chamber into place. He looked outside of the window and saw that he was in that same tunnel that he came in through. "Target is a 26 year old male. Short light brown hair. Glasses. He was in the process of an assault on a 22 year old male. Your duty will be the protection of the younger male. I will cover the demon. We're here. Now!" D stopped the car and ran out of the vehicle. Zeke gripped the handle but his hands fell. He grabbed it again and pushed hard and the door swung open. He stumbled out with the gun in his hand. He saw a body on the ground and he approached it. The man was trembling and he had scratch marks on his face. Zeke pulled the man into a sitting position. Zeke's stomach churned. "I'm here to help you. I'm a member of the ESU squad. Please, step inside the car." The man looked over at the black car and ran inside, slammed the door. Zeke stood up. Was this all? "So easy." Zeke spat. He heard gun fire and looked towards the building. A man was running towards him. Red eyes glowed behind his glasses. D yelled, "Zeke fire!" Zeke fumbled with his gun and dropped it. The man advanced and jumped up high. Zeke looked up, horrified. The man swooped his claws at Zeke's face. Zeke flew to the side. He shakily lifted his body up and he vomited. The man wiped Zeke's blood from his glasses and raised his arm again. He slashed. The man looked at D in terror. D stood in front of him holding the man's arm. It was as if he'd just appeared there. D pointed the gun at the demon's chest and fired. He flew back and inched for D. D fired again, this time at his brain. The man flew back and laid still. Zeke looked up at D. He was looking at Zeke with pure shame. That was all that Zeke remembered. Then he fainted. "I take full responsibility, Sir. I'm the one that offered to take him to the Club." Rodd said. "You were supposed to finish his training! I don't care if he made that kind of shot! You were still supposed to continue the training process! And you!" Mitsurugi yelled while pointing at D. "You allowed this to happen. With you in charge, you shouldn't have allowed Rodd and Zeke to leave!" Zeke opened his eyes. He was in a hospital-like room. Commander looked over. "Zeke. You're awake." What was going to happen? Zeke sat up. "Have you realized what could have happened last night? You, D, or that civilian could have died because of your foolishness. As angry I am at you, Rodd has stepped up to accept punishment. You will go back to your room and none of you will ever be allowed to set foot in Club E again. That will be all." Sir said. He walked out and the door shut. Rodd ran up to the bed. "I'm sorry Zeke. This was all my fault. I was so hyped up about that shot that I just wanted to let everyone go to the Club. I won't allow anyone to hear of this, I swear!" Rodd backed up and exited the room. D stood there, looking at Zeke. "Thanks for saving me." Zeke said. His breath smelled of alcohol. D's eyes angered. "I didn't save you. I saved the civilian. If you ever mess up a mission with me again, I will convince Commander to fire you myself." D got off of the wall and left. Zeke felt like shit in more ways than one. His head ached and his pride was harmed. He got off of the bed and looked in a mirror. There were two thin scratches across his cheek. How could he have allowed this to happen? He trudged out of the room and out of the building. The bus picked him up from the medical faculty and dropped him off at his place. He walked upstairs and when he got into his room he saw Shawn. He shot up from the couch. "How did it go?" he asked. "I didn't do anything except puke." Shawn stared at Zeke. He dropped to the floor and Shawn came running up to him. "It was your first real mission. Don't be too hard on yourself." Shawn tried to pull Zeke up but he wouldn't budge. "Just make a vow to yourself that you won't do the same ever again. Just to your best from now on, please." Zeke pushed Shawn away. "Leave me alone." Shawn stood up. "It was just a mistake, Zeke. Just use it as a reminder on what not to do. Don't blame yourself. Rodd is always taking the guys to parties, always getting drunk. Just do better next time. I know you can." "Get the fuck OUT!" Zeke yelled. Shawn, scared, walked to the exit. "I... look up to you, Zeke." He closed the door. Zeke fell back onto the floor. He didn't go to sleep. He couldn’t even close his eyes.

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