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"Symposium"Written By: PinkKuri The Precariously Devine Arc. Fic 2
Warnings: YAOI-ish bestiality I guess? Welcome, to the actual story! Pairings: 1x2, hints at 3x4, hints at 5x18(OC), hints at 6x13 Disclaimer: Don’t own anything. Notes: Pilot 18 is an original character. This chapter is abnormally long, forgive me. Thanks: To…yer mom. Joking. Summary: An entirely new form of humans, mixed with the genes of a timber wolf created the Niary Wolfkun, in it contains four groups, or tribes. Heero, 01, is the Alpha male in the Bizerte clan and is shit out of luck when a group of scientists choose to study his assemblage. Rating: R Another Note: Yup, I’m living up to the promise the Teaser left behind. Hope these next parts are as good as the first one had turned out to be! Oh, and yeah, I was tired of people making Dr. J out to be this horrible cannibal set on eating Heero’s brains and making him this mindless zombie hamster person that only knows how to do war and blood and Duo (ok, so that last part isn’t necessarily a BAD thing…). So just go with the flow of change for once, accept J as a good guy! ~*~ "Symposium"
In truth, J’s close friend and Paleontologist Dr. Gregory Munis had first discovered the Wolfkun, having stumbled across the golden one (04) in labor those few weeks ago. Having reported it and the pictures to J individually and clandestinely, the two had gathered a research and development team contracted to keep this undisclosed. The public didn’t have to know anything until there was something to know. The entire group of 14 scientists had been in complete and utter awe. The creatures were beautiful, intimidating, and athletic. One, branded 02, had been recorded to move faster than any labeled land or sea animal, reaching speeds of over 90mph and keeping it at that for an easy fifteen minutes. They were evolved, a better breed, a Natural Selection of development in the flesh and fur. Normally it would have taken centuries, millenniums for such a thing to evolve, but no. These beasts had come to creation but mere decades ago; they’ve just been in hiding. It wasn’t a big surprise that they weren’t found sooner, with the Eve Wars and all going on. But they were just splendid beings, standing out in all their glory, shining their pride for those who dared to look. Some researchers were actually frightened to an extent. Standing gingerly, J traipsed towards the back of the wagon, pausing near the door to the diminutive lavatory to listen to G (Dr. Munis) hum to himself. It was humorous, if only to J inwardly. It was then, just when he lifted a foot to continue, did J hear the roar of an engine racing towards his home away from home. Knocking on the thin door, J hollered, “Get out here Greg, they’re back.” ~*~ The scene was exhilarating, fast yet slow at the same time, and catchy. These two, with the contrasting furs, were magnificent together, and nature had known all along. Letting out a long, shallow breath as the recording ended and the two splendorous beings faded away, J looked around the room, narrowing his eyes through his bottle frame glasses. “I don’t suppose your all planning on stealing their pups, now are you?” J inquired, all but glaring at the beaming scientists. The three who had been on the fieldwork today, Dr. Hubert Grapling, Instructor Phillip Boudine, and Dr. Monroe Freesca suddenly paled, as if their superior had read their thoughts. “Men, I know how science works, and I realize your
all so very eager to scrutinize and study hands on, but I do believe
their may be a more, diplomatic approach.” J’s eyes once again narrowed further. “Where there’s a will, there’s a way, Dr. Grapling, do not contradict me. You will do as I order or you will be escorted from this field and isolated. You do not intimidate me.” H (Dr. Grapling) quickly ducked his head away, the shyest of the group, but the quickest to speak up about controversial topics. It was an interesting match of personality. G cleared his throat from outside the ring of debate, always the interloper, always the moderator. He never really spoke before in discussion, so his in-put was always listened to with the greatest of interest. “I believe a less physical approach would be the best thing to start off with. If any one of us is injured and we can confirm that it was intentional on fact of pure, outer-species hate, then we move to more offensive techniques.” “Yes, which means that we will be taking our time. We have a recorded four months before the Alpha’s pups are expected and until then, we will spend our time formulating a plan of approach. I do not want these creature’s first impressions of us to be that of fear.” Nodding their heads in unison, each man eventually agreed to stay within a hundred mile radius of the packs actual territory until the plan had been devised and thought through. J had made it perfectly clear to everyone that not one of these creatures were to be touched, he didn’t even want the cameras on until 02 was due for birth. Unfortunately, one man refused to follow the last order. Flicking the switch under the label Camera 97-AF7, the nameless man took his seat within his own separate trailer. Instantly, the entire pack was revealed on the screen, most sleeping, others fawning over the recently returning Alpha and mate. The scientist snorted and put in a tape to record on, his superior wanted to watch the activities of her future pets. He was getting paid good money for this stunt, a new home, a new car, his own science facility with all the new equipment and labs. How could he have refused? With this kind of reward, the man knew he would soon out-power the iniquitous Dr. J, become more intellectual and earn the reverence he so rightfully deserved. He itched with the future pre-eminence he would have. He knew he would enjoy it. ~*~ As the doctor slept peacefully, his cameras continued to roll, and the pack continued to be lively. 01 had put 02 to bed, now sitting post outside his lair and growling at all who came too close with the exception of 03, 04, and 05. They would seem to have been close to the Alpha and his now pregnant mate. On the opposite side of the pasture, a creature with extraordinary silver hair stalked about on momentarily frail legs. He had just awoken from slumber and sought the comfort of his own mate. However, when he grew too close to 01, he was literally chased away. 06 had become labeled the outcast of the pack. His mate was just as aghast with, 13 having put out the air of egotism that even in a human’s case, everyone hated. The two were mates, although 06 seemed to have been impotent. It would have been miserable, if not for the fact and theory of Natural Selection. 06 was the weak link, and perhaps that’s why the horde was against him. He would never be beneficial to their survival. Having run off to the hunting fields, 06 now turned and growled in the general direction of the over-protective Alpha, who, as well as the rest of the living space, were a good few miles behind him. Was he jealous? Yes, horribly, and it would probably be his undoing. Yawning now, the long, pale skinned creature with the white hair and auburn fur lay down among the shorter, greener grass and closed his eyes. 13 would find him eventually; he always came out here to nap under the clear sky and bright stars. Meanwhile, back in the pack’s dwelling whilst the doctor recording them slept silently, 03 had sat besides his leader, and watched him. It wasn’t yet decided or discovered how these creatures communicated on a civil nature, if at all, but it would seem that the two were holding their own conversation right now. 03 was 01’s most trusted, it might have been because the said stoic creature with the unusual, sandy brown hair was a dominant, like his Alpha was. It could have been that 03 led the hunting group, or it could have just been that they related to each other, both unreceptive and introvert, even for an animal, but just as shielding and caring for their respective mates. 01 suddenly yawned, and 03 tilted his head to the side almost unnoticeably. It was an offering almost, one that spoke in greater volumes than humans could ever understand, including the scientists. It was when the Alpha retreated cautiously back into his den that 03 stepped up and took guard over 01’s shared warren, actually smiling gently. The leader’s trust had just been measured when it came to this agile, lissome creature now watching over him and his mate. 03 was trusted with 01’s life, as well as his mate’s safety. And that was something important to be noted. Yawning sheepishly as he stretched, 04 was now joining his mate above ground from their shared burrow neighboring the Alpha’s. Twitching slightly with fatigue, 04’s tail ran lightly along 03’s spine as the previous Wolfkun joined the watch over the pack’s leader. Again, the strange conversation sprouted, and both soon became the only two left wandering the roams of the tribe’s home ground, curled into each other on the ground. It would be morning before anything else was to happen, anything interesting that is. ~*~ Owari… ~*~
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