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| Kill Steve Austin; Season 1 Episode 11 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 31 2009, 12:42 PM (2,847 Views) | |
| johnfsg | May 31 2009, 12:42 PM Post #1 |
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Prologue (This takes place three months after the birth of Jaime and Steve’s Children.) Dr. Michael Marchetti watched the island’s beach come into view as the fast boat he rode in cut through the waves. It had been two months since his last trip here to check on the Zanin’s, a group of alien descendants whose parents had been forced to settle here on the island called Ninau or question by the native Hawaiians; due to its sudden appearance last year. Oscar had assigned him this..fate..he thought about it, but Oscar called it a mission of serious national and international security. “We’ll be there soon Mike.” The statement brought him out of his mental remorse to turn and nod at Chris. Chris for his part grinned and shook his head a bit as Michael turned back to look ahead of them back out at the water. Chris knew what he was feeling, both of them had loved Jaime and both of them had thought it would end in one of them marring her and making a life with her. Both of them of course failed, thanks to one Colonel Steve Austin. Jaime had never really forgotten him, not deep down in her heart. Now of course Steve and Jaime were married and had two three month old baby daughters named “Rose and Ann” from what he had heard. “Sir?” the young coast guard ensign, with them on this trip spoke up. “We still have not heard back from the base camp.” Chris tapped Michael on the back. “Is it normal for the base camp not to communicate back to us Mike?’ Chris looked at Michael with a bit of concern in his eyes and in his voice. Michael nodded his head. “Yeah, last time I was here, they were having radio issues then. Something about the islands unnatural magnetic field left over from the years of the Zanin shield screen.” Chris nodded, he had read the report of how an OSI satellite had crashed here last year; on an island that had been shielded from the outside world for over 50 years by an energy barrier that made it appear invisible to visual and electronic detection and of how Steve had encountered a girl named Da-Nay from the Zanin people. He helped her to get the T-cell serum X-99 for them, due to their immunity issue with Earth germs. Some of the Zanin’s had mutated into feral like humanoids due to the satellite radiation as well. Steve helped save those Zanin and gave them a cure for their immune systems. All in a day’s work for the great American hero, Steve Austin he thought. Hopping out of the small boat, the young ensign pulled on the line to guide it to the sandy shore as Chris and Michael both stepped out to help him secure it to the beach. All of them saw the large posted signs every thirty yards or so, stating how this was US. Navy private property and used for Navy test bombing no trespassers were allowed. “How long do they think that will actually keep people off here?” Chris asked. Michael looked at him. “Hopefully until we are sure the Zanin can live safely among us without dying.” All three grabbed the bags and backpacks from the boat and headed into the islands enterer The trek along the well worn path had been a bit long but completely normal. Chris was ahead of Michael and Ensign Wong, when he spotted the Flag pole, marking the base camp. Chris walked in and saw the mess that was left of the base camp. “Everyone hold up” he whispered back. Laying the bag down he slowly moved forward, ducking and weaving around the over turned tents and tables. Michael and Ensign Wong watched through the brush, until a shadow fell over them. “Chris!!!” was all Chris heard as he spun around to see the bodies of Michael and Wong come flying through the air into the camp area. Michael came down hard on an overturned desk..as he felt his left side impact and the feel of his ribs breaking. Chris started to move forward when he saw the three come into the camp. Zanin’s by their dress but their faces and hair..like…”oh no” he looked at them in fear. ”It’s happened again.” Chris turned to run toward Michael when two men jumped over him from the island jungle behind him. Chris stopped and fell back as he saw their faces changed as well. “Welcome to our camp” The deep voice from the left Zanin spoke to him. Chris had seen the pictures of some of the Zanin’s and this one looked similar to..”Torg?” Chris was taken to the center of the camp near Michael and the limp body of Ensign Wong, and tossed to the ground. The six Feral Zaninn’s surround them. “Bring the female doctor here Riga” Torg stated to the curly haired Feral Zanin next to him. As Dr. Lee was brought into the clearing, Torg looked down on Chris. “Is this them Doctor? Chris and Michael?” he looked at her and smiled. “Yes” she whimpered. “Good.” Torg turned back to Chris and Michael next to him, now looking at him to. “You will get Steve Austin to come here…or the female doctor will die right now.” Torg motioned for the two Zanin’s to begin pulling on her arms. Her screams echoed out. Both Chris and Michael shouted out. “Stop this..she did nothing..stop it.” Torg grinned at them..”I will spare her..IF..if you use the communications here to call for Steve Austin to come.” Michael hung his head, while Chris looked at Torg with anger. “Ok..just stop hurting her.” Michael yelled out. Torg waved the two feral Zanin to stop. Michael was taken to the communication trailer and sluped into a chair by the feral Zanin Torg. “Call him now..but do not give anything away…or the female and Chris will die.” Torg left Michael with two other Zanin and walked back outside to Chris. “What are you going to do if Steve comes here?” Torg frowned and looked at Chris with pure hatred in his eyes. “When Steve Austin comes here…..I will have my revenge…I will kill Austin and anyone who comes here with him.” (Ok this is my first try here hope everyone enjoys it as I prepare to take the Austin's, Jaime and Steve out on a mission together. Thanks B4E for your words of encouragement) Edited by johnfsg, Dec 20 2013, 01:44 PM.
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| johnfsg | Jun 12 2009, 03:12 PM Post #46 |
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Will be posting next chapter tonight. |
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| johnfsg | Jun 12 2009, 07:07 PM Post #47 |
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CHAPTER 6 Steve and Jaime held hands as they stepped toward the lip of the cave, each looking at the other doing their bests to look confident. “Jaime, sweetheart…we may have to.” Steve looked at her. “Honey, I know.” Jaime returned his look, with a bit of sadness in her eyes. “We need to make sure we stay as close as possible together.” Steve stated as he ran through scenarios mentally. Jaime glanced at Steve. “Stay on your left side…got it” Steve nodded at her. “Yeah….Jaime do what you have to.” Jaime and Steve walked out readying themselves inside. Jaime said another silent prayer that this would not come to such a thing as killing. Both of them saw Torg and his four recovered henchmen left waiting for them. “So, you face me again Austin.” Torg growled and looked at Jaime. “Who are you; did you come from the copter?” Torg stared at Jaime. “You’re his woman?” Jaime smiled at Torg. “Wouldn’t you like to know Torg.” Torg grew angry. “You will answer when I ask a question…woman.” Steve nodded to Jaime and they both stepped forward, almost side by side. Jaime steeled herself for what would come any second now. Steve also kept a close right eye on the two to his right and both watched Torg. Torg waved his hands for his followers to spread out, and then they attacked. Riga and another male feral came at Jaime from the left, while two others came at Steve. Torg for his part waited for his opening. As Riga came forward toward Jaime, the sound of pistol fire rang out. Chris fired two shots that hit Riga in his left side, staggering him and dropping him to the ground. Jaime took advantage of the confusion on the second Zanin and kicked him full strength in his right knee breaking it. As he started to fall back, Jaime rushed forward grabbing him by the arm and throwing him toward Torg. Steve had used the shots to and moved in, striking the first Zanin in the left shoulder with all his bionic might and likewise heard the snapping of bone and the cry of pain. The one standing Zanin moved backward toward Torg Riga crawled back toward Torg, but could not stand and neither could the broken legged Zanin. Only Torg and one other feral were left standing. “Torg you can’t win this, give it up.” Steve stated. “Let us leave and I will make sure you get help and whatever else you may need.” Jaime could hear Chris and Michael moving away down the cliff face. “Come on Torg, can’t you see this is not going anywhere? Listen I know what you must be feeling, alone and in pain over your loss.” She tried desperately to reach Torg on some level. Torg looked at Jaime, then at his followers and then at Steve. “You will not win Austin, you and your woman will not get off this island.” Jaime heard the ragged breathing coming from behind them; she turned just in time to see the female feral she had subdued earlier climbing up over the ridge with Chris in tow. “Steve they have Chris.” Steve glanced back and saw the female Zanin standing with Chris slumped over her shoulders. Looking back at Torg, Steve continued to look for ways out of this. “Look Torg, I will make sure you are left alone here..just you and your followers…no one will ever come back here.” The female feral tossed Chris to the stony ground. “He and another tried to get away… this one fought me.” Steve and Jaime turned to keep everyone in sight. Jaime looked at Chris with concern, while Steve watched Torg. “What of the other?” Torg asked of the female. “He fled into the sea, this one I caught for you Torg.” She grinned. “Good.” Torg said. “Now Austin I have one of your men. Surrender to me now or she will kill him.” Torg shouted at Steve, while nodding to the female. Steve whispered as low as he could. “Sweetheart…go after Chris, I’ll deal with Torg.” |
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| johnfsg | Jun 12 2009, 07:08 PM Post #48 |
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Took a bit, and I am going as fast as I can, what with real world things going on. Hope you enjoy. |
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| bionic4ever | Jun 12 2009, 07:12 PM Post #49 |
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I TALK TOO MUCH! LOL!
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Such a stunning action sequence - I am impressed! And great teamwork from Steve and Jaime. |
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| messyhead | Jun 12 2009, 07:22 PM Post #50 |
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J, don't feel you have to hurry! Don't use B4E as your guide - there's something unnatural about her output. I think she's an alien, with extra typing fingers, and a second head dedicated entirely to thinking up fan fiction! |
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| messyhead | Jun 12 2009, 07:24 PM Post #51 |
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Steve whispered as low as he could. “Sweetheart…go after Chris, I’ll deal with Torg.” Don't you mean Michael? Great action sequence! |
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| bionic4ever | Jun 12 2009, 07:31 PM Post #52 |
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I TALK TOO MUCH! LOL!
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I think Jaime is supposed to pick up Chris off of the ground and run with him. |
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| bionic4ever | Jun 12 2009, 07:31 PM Post #53 |
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I TALK TOO MUCH! LOL!
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Nanoo nanoo! |
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| johnfsg | Jun 12 2009, 07:31 PM Post #54 |
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No Michael fled into the sea to get away. |
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| johnfsg | Jun 12 2009, 07:33 PM Post #55 |
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Wow did you just pull a "Mork from Ork" on us. |
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| johnfsg | Jun 12 2009, 07:34 PM Post #56 |
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That had me laughing....
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| bionic4ever | Jun 12 2009, 07:36 PM Post #57 |
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I TALK TOO MUCH! LOL!
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Only alien words I know - LOL! |
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| messyhead | Jun 12 2009, 08:50 PM Post #58 |
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Gotcha...it just sounds like she has to GO somewhere to get Chris...when he's right there. Maybe "You get Chris" would have worked better for me. Probably more my problem than yours... |
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| johnfsg | Jun 13 2009, 01:32 PM Post #59 |
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Ok no problem. |
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| johnfsg | Jun 14 2009, 06:45 PM Post #60 |
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That's was so funny you caught me off guard with that. Ok being the next chapter just had a weekend set back. |
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