Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Making Heero Human ❯ Chapter 17

Melpomene: Those of you who wanted a lemon? Be careful what you wish for.

Cherry Blossom: Sorry guys, I have no control over this now.

Heero: Fuck, fuck, fuck…

Disclaimer: If I owned Gundam Wing I would have enough money to buy a decent word processor. Since I am presently typing this on the word processor from HELL this scenario is very improbable.

Warnings: Shounen ai!! Shounen ai shounen ai shounen ai shounen ai shounen aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!! Have I made it clear to you people yet? MALE/MALE RELATIONSHIPS!!!! HOMOSEXUALS!!!! Got it? Good. So don't flame me because of it.

Additional Warnings: This chapter has NCS and blatant Heero torture. I suggest that if you are sensitive about these subjects and are NOT at least seventeen years of age that you refrain from reading this chapter. Otherwise, don't flame me.

Making Heero Human - Part 17

Darkness.

All around him darkness.

Heero felt the panic rise in him like bile at the back of his throat. His fists pounded on the door, hopelessly.

"Let me out!" he sobbed. "Let me out of here!"

"You must learn to overcome your weaknesses Heero."

That voice. Dr. J. From the other side. Walking away.

"Please!"

"I'm disappointed in you Heero. I didn't want to have to do this again but…you leave me no choice."

Footsteps fading. He's gone.

"No! No!"

/Stupid. It's going to get you now. It's going to hurt you. It's going to rip you open just like always…/

"No! Please!"

'I only wanted to show I was sorry. The little girl, she's dead because of me. Her dog…it looked so much like Benxi. I had to do something for them. I had to show them I cared some how.'

/You gave them an excuse to put you back in the hole. You made them do this. Now you're going to pay…/

'NO.'

"Hello Heero."

Darkness.

A shuffling movement in the corner.

A small boy shrinks against the closed metal door.

"No…"

A whimper in the darkness.

"Were you a bad boy?"

'Go away go away go away GO AWAY'

/gonna split you open/

"Well…we'll just have to teach you to be good again."

A body drops to the floor.

Sobbing.

Tears.

Staining the floor, staining…

/split you open/

Someone behind him, feeling, touching.

Bad touching.

Must get away.

/You can't. It's too big. You know that. Just don't fight and it will be over quicker/

'NO!'

"Let's begin the lesson, shall we?"

Clothes ripping.

Cold.

Shivering.

/Lie still. It's hurts more when you move/

'…why why why…'

Fingers.

Mouths.

Biting across his skin.

Drawing blood.

Wet.

Like tears.

Like…

Screaming. Who's screaming? So loud. It hurts his head. Who's screaming?

/You. You're the one who's screaming./

'No. *No*'

Hands, reaching around to hold him still, digging into flesh, bruising, raising welts.

"Why?"

/Don't speak. You'll only make it worse/

"You want to know why, Heero?"

Grinning, teeth white in the darkness, a gaping open mouth.

"I think you know why. You've been bad, Heero. They don't send you to me unless you've been bad. What did you do that made them so angry this time?"

/Don't tell him. Stay silent./

'Him? You said it was a monster! You said!'

/Hush. Don't make him mad/

'…him madmadmadmadmad already mad…'

"I buried the dog."

/Damn you! I told you not to tell him!/

'Maybe the monster won't hurt me now. I told the truth. I'm a good boy…'

"Ah…dogs again Heero? You seem to have trouble with those. You should stay away from the mutts Heero. But then again, it juts means more fun for me when you mess up anyway."

"Benxi was not a mutt!"

/FOOL!/

The sound of a zipper being pulled down.

Silence.

Silence.

/Oh God, oh God, he's going to rip us open now. He's not going to hold back. You shouldn't have spoken. You should have just kept your mouth shut. Now it's going to be bad…/

'It would have done it anyway. Monsters don't care about humans.'

/Don't you get it? This isn't a monster. This is a man. And he's going to split us open/

'Us?'

Smack!

Pain.

Fear.

Shock.

"You know better then to talk back Heero. I suppose I'm just going to have to teach you some manners."

/no no no no no no no NO/

'But you…and I…oh my God…what am I doing here? Where am I?'

/You're in hell. You're in hell/

"…please…"

"It's a little late for that."

Hands pushed his knees apart, searching, prying…

"But don't worry Heero. It's just a little pinch…and then sweet."

Pain.

Fear.

Disgust.

/NO NO NO NO/

'sorryIamsorryIamsorryIamsorry'

/It's too late now/

Something pushing, tearing into him, splitting him apart.

Knees scraped on cold cement.

Pain.

Fear.

"Oh yeah…so tight…you'll be good for me boy, won't you?"

Teeth against lips. Biting down…hard!

Blood. In his mouth. Metallic. Slippery.

Skin against skin. Hot. Burning. Rubbing.

Pain.

Fear.

'can't breathe help me Oh my God why please don't I'll be good oh why why why'

/It'll be over soon. Just hold on. We can make it. Just a little bit longer…/

Blood. Running down his thighs. Sticky and startling against the pale skin.

Fingers, running through his hair, trailing over his face like spider webs.

Pain.

Fear.

"Uhn…almost…"

'please please please please please please please'

/Don't leave me/

A shout.

Something hot and sticky flooding inside him, oozing down his legs.

A shuddering sigh.

A body being thrown to the cold floor.

'…am I dead?'

/It's over/

"Well, Heero. I guess you've learnt your lesson. Now let's clean you up."

A scuttling motion as the body flinches away.

Pain.

Fear.

"G'way! Leave me alone…"

/Don't/

Laughter. Cruel and mocking.

"Silly little boy. Don't you understand? You can never get rid of me."

'…no…'

"See this?"

A hand wipes across his thighs. The boy shudders and tries not to be sick.

"See this? I did this. Inside you. It means you're mine. You belong to me. A part of me is inside you. And it'll stay there always."

'…no…'

"You can't get rid of me. I'm always going to be there inside you Heero. I'll be here with you when the darkness comes. And you won't be able to escape me."

'…no…'

"You're mine. Forever."

Pain.

Fear.

Anger. Mind numbing rage. Hazy red…

"*NO!*"

Hands coming up, gripping flesh and hard bone, squeezing.

/What are you doing?/

'Killing him…'

/You can't! It's a monster!/

'It's a man. And I will kill him.'

Gasps, choking, hands clutching feebly as the boy tightens his hold.

Anger.

Anger.

Pleasure.

/You can't do this!/

'Shut up.'

Bones cracking, splintering.

Blood dribbling out of slack lips, down white skin, pooling on the floor.

A body falls to the floor, windpipe crushed. Frothy pink bubbles flow from its mouth. Its features are blackened and distorted. The eyes bug out of their sockets like a frog's.

The boy smiles.

Mission Complete.

/I can't believe you…oh my God he's dead! I can't believe…are you happy now?/

'I feel nothing…'

The boy calmly wipes his bloody hands on the body and walks to the heavy metal door.

He knocks on it, twice.

/But…this can't be happening…this can't be…who are you?/

The metal door swings open, revealing a cyborg with a mechanical arm, staring at him in surprise.

"Heero?"

"I am the Perfect Soldier."

To Be Continued.