Post by Walecs on Dec 2, 2012 11:12:50 GMT 1
This is the second chapter of my It's War! fanfiction. Don't read this if you haven't read the first one yet. You can find it here: conkerboards.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=ckrfanthings&action=display&thread=11.
The Cure (Part 1)
The dawn stroked his eyelids, gently waking him from the nightmares. He ubbed his hairy head and narrowed the eyes. He had to figure out where he was and remember what had happened. Cody stood up and staggered, tried to take a few steps, but fell to the ground, knocking his knees on the dusty dirty stone floor. He rolled over and saw the stone ceiling, which was contained in a small room with only two outputs: a closed door and the window closed with iron bars. He crawled on the floor to the door, leaning on the handle and pulled himself up. He turned the handle and pushed, then pulled, but the door didn't open in any direction. He looked down at his body, wearing a T-shirt and dark green pants. He sat down on the ground.
How did I get here? he thought. The most recent thing he remembered was himself in the barracks of the headquarters of the squirrels to Windy. But what he had done to be locked up in that cell? He got into a fight with a friend? No, impossible. He would never beat a mate, unless he attacked first. He probably was not in a prison of the High Squirrel Command.
A sharp pain in the head sent him away from his thoughts. He groaned, wondering what he had done to his head. Maybe he beat during a battle. He realized that the rest of the body ached, and the viewing was also confused. He focused on other senses, but he could not hear anything, nor smell odors of any kind. Observed a four-inch scar on his left arm. And how did I get this?
He came back to the memories. One evening, the sergeant had come to call him, and he proposed a plan to attack the Tediz. And had I been involved in? he thought, but the brain didn'tt know the answer. Another question: what was the plan? They attacked Tediz from the front to distract and attacked some mines to detonate on the island. Yes, it was the kind of plans that he would have thought out. So he must have been part of the squadron that placed mines. But if he was in a prison of Tediz, something must have not worked. Probably, he guessed, they discovered me while I was placing some mines and I was captured.
Suddenly, the memories became clearer, as if he was living them in that moment. He closed his eyes to concentrate better.
Cody was tied to a chair in the infirmary where he was captured. He hoped that his companions could escape, and blow up the entire island. They would blown him up too, but he had no hope of salvation. But why didn't they kill him immediately? Needless to think of a ransom, was a simple soldier like others. Looking around, he saw Tediz armed with guns and donning a dark green uniform - Cody classified them as common infantry - and others donning white coats, doctors. One of them was holding a syringe and inserted into the liquid blue inside, then he walked menacingly toward Cody.
"Be good boy. You'll feel only a prick. "
Cody stirred in a vain attempt to escape, but the Tedi stopped his arm and gave him a blow on the head, from which they had removed the helmet. He noticed that he still had his uniform, but of course they removed his Storm21.
The doctor injected the substance into his arm, he didnìt feel pain, but he was sure that soon he would. Soon after, they tied around his arm a band connected via a cable to some machinery. The minutes passed slowly and full of terror and anguish, until he began to feel nausea and the urge to vomit. He said nothing, in the worst case he would only vomit in the floor, and he doubted strongly that it would cause him a trouble. He remained there for a long time observing the Tediz working, without worrying about him, until he heard a message from a speaker in German, of which he knew only a few words here and there and <<Von Kriplespac>>, and all Tediz went out of the room. He watched them leave, while the one untied. Cody knew it was the right time to escape. He kicked in the stomach to the doctor, knocking him to the ground. He jumped on him and wrapped his arms around his neck. He wouldn't certainly drown it, being a robot, but he could hold. Cody swung a few punches until the squirrel lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes, he knew to be in another room. It was larger than the first, there were more machines and plenty of beds. In one of them was Von Kriplespac, with the bandaged legs. Cody instinctively put his hands in his pocket, but he realized that he no longer had the beige uniform of the squirrels, he was wearing only a white short sleeveless. He also noted, however, that he had both free hands and legs, and although everything seemed strange to him, he decided to take the opportunity to escape. He took one step and slammed his head against something. Damn, they locked me in a glass case. They want to expose me as a hunting trophy? These Tediz are not that smart, after all.
A creak interrupted Cody's memories. He looked toward the door, and it opened. A doctor ordered him to leave, escorted by two soldiers, needless to say, armed.
"Come with me. I want to take you to see a movie. "He said gently and with a smile in a bad English.
Cody didn't reciprocate the smile, but stood up and followed him. He was limping a bit, but he could keep up. They turned right, into a long corridor. He noticed some banners hanging on the walls, some torches, probably not turned on for years, and surveillance cameras.
Shit. This will make escape more difficult.
"Tell me, how are you here? I hope you have been well treated by my colleagues. "
Cody replyed with a grunt. Are you kidding me?
They entered a small, dark room without windows, where they forced him to sit on a chair. He felt that they put something on his head as a helmet. Then a movie was projected on the wall in front of him. He saw pictures of squirrels that made the war, and in the background a nice melody was playing, a song in French. He learned by mind some words without knowing what they meant and hummed mentally. "A prince j'ai volu rencontrer" and "Tu serais mon ecuirel" while armies of squirrels marched, were shot and shooted.
While humming, Cody felt that horrible feeling of nausea made by the injection, and part of him began to feel disgust for those squirrels. What are you doing? You yourself are a squirrel.
He thought back to past days, trying to determine how long he had been there.
He remembered how he had been tortured, as they tried to steal information about squirrels, and he had always been silent or invented things. They showed him photographs of his friends and beat him, and forced him to praise the subjects of the photos when they showed the leader of the Tediz Von Kriplespac. Without a doubt, months had passed.
After about twenty minutes, the movie ended, and they let him stand up.
"Listen, would you like a more comfortable room?"
"It would not hurt." Cody said sarcastically.
The Tedi turned to the soldiers who had "escorted" them.
Cody did not speak German well. As a boy he had refused to learn languages other than English, but the war against the Tediz led him to learn it, and, although he was not an expert, he could understand some words that were said, like, "Please." "courses", "room 25". Or room 52? He was not sure, but it did not matter. The soldiers led him, with weapons that touched his back, to a room below. He read the number on the top. 52. Cody always confused the numbers in German, because they reverse the digits. He entered the room, as big as the other, but with a bed, a chair, and a library. The door closed behind him, and he heard the guards give three turns of the key. He glanced at the various titles of the volumes on the shelves, although he already imagined what was treated.
"Heil Kriplespac", "Pro ideology of Tediz" and similar ones. He noticed that they were all translated in English, a sign that they were put there for him. It didn't even pass to his mind to read them.
Cody sat on the bed, but he did not sleep, having just woken up. He tried to think about why they were keeping him there and he was forced to watch that movie. Time passed, and boredom killed the squirrel.
He heard footsteps near, then three turns of the key and the door opened. Two soldiers were on the door and demanded he to come out in German.
"Where are you taking me? Am I going to see other movies or maybe I'll go to the zoo? "
The two did not respond and pushed him to other corridors up to another room where he watched another movie, accompanied by the usual music.
He couldn't avoid to think that the composers of Tediz do not have a lot of imagination, but then he agreed that the music could not have been written by one of them, being in French and dealing with squirrels. Squirrels. Just like those in the video.
And they continued to occur one after another videos of squirrels dying, shooting and marching, all accompanied by feelings of nausea. At the end of the film they took him to his beedroom.
At night, while Cody was having terrible nightmares, he was awakened by a voice.
In perfect English it said:
"Wake up and listen to me."
He woke up. In the room flashes of colored lights blinded him, and in the background someone was playing a sweet melody that rocked him in the comfortable bed.
"Close your eyes, but do not fall asleep."
He could not help but close eyes.
"Remember, when you came here, as a squirrel? Thanks to our care, now you're learning to hate them. And when we're done, you won't love squirrels anymore. You will become one of us, and will fight for the Tediz, and kill them one by one your teammates. "
No, Cody said in his head. I will never do such a thing. Yet a feeling within himself urged him to do so. He understood every thing: they were doing him a brainwashing, and he could not resist. There was nothing he could do against the bastards. Just one thing: die. It was better to die than to fight for a Tedi. But how? Could he pierce the heart with one of those syringes? Or, better, escape. He decided to riske his life to escape. In the worst case he would be shot, but he preferred that rather than serve Tediz.
The next morning, two armed Tediz woke Cody. He left the room and went before them. As they walked he was staring at the ceiling to see if they were spied on by cameras. Now! Spun around and dropped a punch to one of them and at the same time a kick to the other guy. They fell to the ground, he stole their machine gun and shot to both of them, to ensure that they wouldn't follow him, though a sense of nausea came through him.
The treatment was working. He felt pain killing Tediz. He ran through the halls, knowing that many cameras were watching his race. He came to a door and it occurred to his that he should have stolen the keys to a Tedi. He turned the handle: it was open. He went out and found himself in the garden, still wearing the of dark green uniform that he found himself wearing in the cell. They were doing it to become one of them even in clothing.
Cody ran barefoot on hot sand. He was surrounded by a high wall, but saw some doors. He went into one of those, where a dozen Tediz was building the skeletons of future soldiers. As they saw him, aimed their machine guns.
Here we go, he thought. The heart was beating in his throat like the wings of a hummingbird. He closed his eyes.
[To be continued...]
The Cure (Part 1)
The dawn stroked his eyelids, gently waking him from the nightmares. He ubbed his hairy head and narrowed the eyes. He had to figure out where he was and remember what had happened. Cody stood up and staggered, tried to take a few steps, but fell to the ground, knocking his knees on the dusty dirty stone floor. He rolled over and saw the stone ceiling, which was contained in a small room with only two outputs: a closed door and the window closed with iron bars. He crawled on the floor to the door, leaning on the handle and pulled himself up. He turned the handle and pushed, then pulled, but the door didn't open in any direction. He looked down at his body, wearing a T-shirt and dark green pants. He sat down on the ground.
How did I get here? he thought. The most recent thing he remembered was himself in the barracks of the headquarters of the squirrels to Windy. But what he had done to be locked up in that cell? He got into a fight with a friend? No, impossible. He would never beat a mate, unless he attacked first. He probably was not in a prison of the High Squirrel Command.
A sharp pain in the head sent him away from his thoughts. He groaned, wondering what he had done to his head. Maybe he beat during a battle. He realized that the rest of the body ached, and the viewing was also confused. He focused on other senses, but he could not hear anything, nor smell odors of any kind. Observed a four-inch scar on his left arm. And how did I get this?
He came back to the memories. One evening, the sergeant had come to call him, and he proposed a plan to attack the Tediz. And had I been involved in? he thought, but the brain didn'tt know the answer. Another question: what was the plan? They attacked Tediz from the front to distract and attacked some mines to detonate on the island. Yes, it was the kind of plans that he would have thought out. So he must have been part of the squadron that placed mines. But if he was in a prison of Tediz, something must have not worked. Probably, he guessed, they discovered me while I was placing some mines and I was captured.
Suddenly, the memories became clearer, as if he was living them in that moment. He closed his eyes to concentrate better.
Cody was tied to a chair in the infirmary where he was captured. He hoped that his companions could escape, and blow up the entire island. They would blown him up too, but he had no hope of salvation. But why didn't they kill him immediately? Needless to think of a ransom, was a simple soldier like others. Looking around, he saw Tediz armed with guns and donning a dark green uniform - Cody classified them as common infantry - and others donning white coats, doctors. One of them was holding a syringe and inserted into the liquid blue inside, then he walked menacingly toward Cody.
"Be good boy. You'll feel only a prick. "
Cody stirred in a vain attempt to escape, but the Tedi stopped his arm and gave him a blow on the head, from which they had removed the helmet. He noticed that he still had his uniform, but of course they removed his Storm21.
The doctor injected the substance into his arm, he didnìt feel pain, but he was sure that soon he would. Soon after, they tied around his arm a band connected via a cable to some machinery. The minutes passed slowly and full of terror and anguish, until he began to feel nausea and the urge to vomit. He said nothing, in the worst case he would only vomit in the floor, and he doubted strongly that it would cause him a trouble. He remained there for a long time observing the Tediz working, without worrying about him, until he heard a message from a speaker in German, of which he knew only a few words here and there and <<Von Kriplespac>>, and all Tediz went out of the room. He watched them leave, while the one untied. Cody knew it was the right time to escape. He kicked in the stomach to the doctor, knocking him to the ground. He jumped on him and wrapped his arms around his neck. He wouldn't certainly drown it, being a robot, but he could hold. Cody swung a few punches until the squirrel lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes, he knew to be in another room. It was larger than the first, there were more machines and plenty of beds. In one of them was Von Kriplespac, with the bandaged legs. Cody instinctively put his hands in his pocket, but he realized that he no longer had the beige uniform of the squirrels, he was wearing only a white short sleeveless. He also noted, however, that he had both free hands and legs, and although everything seemed strange to him, he decided to take the opportunity to escape. He took one step and slammed his head against something. Damn, they locked me in a glass case. They want to expose me as a hunting trophy? These Tediz are not that smart, after all.
A creak interrupted Cody's memories. He looked toward the door, and it opened. A doctor ordered him to leave, escorted by two soldiers, needless to say, armed.
"Come with me. I want to take you to see a movie. "He said gently and with a smile in a bad English.
Cody didn't reciprocate the smile, but stood up and followed him. He was limping a bit, but he could keep up. They turned right, into a long corridor. He noticed some banners hanging on the walls, some torches, probably not turned on for years, and surveillance cameras.
Shit. This will make escape more difficult.
"Tell me, how are you here? I hope you have been well treated by my colleagues. "
Cody replyed with a grunt. Are you kidding me?
They entered a small, dark room without windows, where they forced him to sit on a chair. He felt that they put something on his head as a helmet. Then a movie was projected on the wall in front of him. He saw pictures of squirrels that made the war, and in the background a nice melody was playing, a song in French. He learned by mind some words without knowing what they meant and hummed mentally. "A prince j'ai volu rencontrer" and "Tu serais mon ecuirel" while armies of squirrels marched, were shot and shooted.
While humming, Cody felt that horrible feeling of nausea made by the injection, and part of him began to feel disgust for those squirrels. What are you doing? You yourself are a squirrel.
He thought back to past days, trying to determine how long he had been there.
He remembered how he had been tortured, as they tried to steal information about squirrels, and he had always been silent or invented things. They showed him photographs of his friends and beat him, and forced him to praise the subjects of the photos when they showed the leader of the Tediz Von Kriplespac. Without a doubt, months had passed.
After about twenty minutes, the movie ended, and they let him stand up.
"Listen, would you like a more comfortable room?"
"It would not hurt." Cody said sarcastically.
The Tedi turned to the soldiers who had "escorted" them.
Cody did not speak German well. As a boy he had refused to learn languages other than English, but the war against the Tediz led him to learn it, and, although he was not an expert, he could understand some words that were said, like, "Please." "courses", "room 25". Or room 52? He was not sure, but it did not matter. The soldiers led him, with weapons that touched his back, to a room below. He read the number on the top. 52. Cody always confused the numbers in German, because they reverse the digits. He entered the room, as big as the other, but with a bed, a chair, and a library. The door closed behind him, and he heard the guards give three turns of the key. He glanced at the various titles of the volumes on the shelves, although he already imagined what was treated.
"Heil Kriplespac", "Pro ideology of Tediz" and similar ones. He noticed that they were all translated in English, a sign that they were put there for him. It didn't even pass to his mind to read them.
Cody sat on the bed, but he did not sleep, having just woken up. He tried to think about why they were keeping him there and he was forced to watch that movie. Time passed, and boredom killed the squirrel.
He heard footsteps near, then three turns of the key and the door opened. Two soldiers were on the door and demanded he to come out in German.
"Where are you taking me? Am I going to see other movies or maybe I'll go to the zoo? "
The two did not respond and pushed him to other corridors up to another room where he watched another movie, accompanied by the usual music.
He couldn't avoid to think that the composers of Tediz do not have a lot of imagination, but then he agreed that the music could not have been written by one of them, being in French and dealing with squirrels. Squirrels. Just like those in the video.
And they continued to occur one after another videos of squirrels dying, shooting and marching, all accompanied by feelings of nausea. At the end of the film they took him to his beedroom.
At night, while Cody was having terrible nightmares, he was awakened by a voice.
In perfect English it said:
"Wake up and listen to me."
He woke up. In the room flashes of colored lights blinded him, and in the background someone was playing a sweet melody that rocked him in the comfortable bed.
"Close your eyes, but do not fall asleep."
He could not help but close eyes.
"Remember, when you came here, as a squirrel? Thanks to our care, now you're learning to hate them. And when we're done, you won't love squirrels anymore. You will become one of us, and will fight for the Tediz, and kill them one by one your teammates. "
No, Cody said in his head. I will never do such a thing. Yet a feeling within himself urged him to do so. He understood every thing: they were doing him a brainwashing, and he could not resist. There was nothing he could do against the bastards. Just one thing: die. It was better to die than to fight for a Tedi. But how? Could he pierce the heart with one of those syringes? Or, better, escape. He decided to riske his life to escape. In the worst case he would be shot, but he preferred that rather than serve Tediz.
The next morning, two armed Tediz woke Cody. He left the room and went before them. As they walked he was staring at the ceiling to see if they were spied on by cameras. Now! Spun around and dropped a punch to one of them and at the same time a kick to the other guy. They fell to the ground, he stole their machine gun and shot to both of them, to ensure that they wouldn't follow him, though a sense of nausea came through him.
The treatment was working. He felt pain killing Tediz. He ran through the halls, knowing that many cameras were watching his race. He came to a door and it occurred to his that he should have stolen the keys to a Tedi. He turned the handle: it was open. He went out and found himself in the garden, still wearing the of dark green uniform that he found himself wearing in the cell. They were doing it to become one of them even in clothing.
Cody ran barefoot on hot sand. He was surrounded by a high wall, but saw some doors. He went into one of those, where a dozen Tediz was building the skeletons of future soldiers. As they saw him, aimed their machine guns.
Here we go, he thought. The heart was beating in his throat like the wings of a hummingbird. He closed his eyes.
[To be continued...]
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