Disclaimer: I am not affiliated in any way with Tatsunoko Productions, and this work of fanfiction is not for any purpose but the enjoyment of myself and my fans. Now, I don't know if I'll continue this particular story, since I mostly did this for fun, but here it is: the "uncut" version of Teknoman: Flesh and Blood: "Star Knight Tekkaman Gemini".
They were in the thick of the invasion now, and Takaya seemed to be retreating further into himself the closer they got to Earth. Shinya wasn't sure what he could do to help his brother, but he knew that if the Radam's beasts all around them suddenly decided to attack, the two of them were going to die, and not quickly, either. Shinya didn't intend to lose his last brother, not on top of everything else he had just lost.
"Ta-kun, we've got to get out of this escape pod. The Radam will find us out soon, and I really don't want to be just a Primary Body when they do. We'd be nothing but meat to them," after he finished speaking, Shinya wondered just how he had known what a Primary Body was.
"You're right, Shin-chan," Takaya said dully. "We would both die if they found us now."
Nodding, Shinya pushed against the wall of the escape pod and slowly rose to his feet. It was going to be a long, hard battle, Shinya knew, and he just hoped that neither of them would have to face off with any Tekkamen right now. He didn't think Takaya could deal with that right now, and Shinya wasn't even sure that he could deal with having to do that right now.
There was only so much a human mind, or for that matter a human heart, could deal with in such a short time. Takaya could just make out the far outer edge of the Orbital Ring, and the horde of Radam's beasts that were attacking it. Then there was no more time for the twins to sit back and plan a strategy, as a small swarm of Radam's beasts came charging straight at their erstwhile shelter.
Focusing, both twins managed to do something that they had never done before in all their lives: Shinya and Takaya both managed to pull their tekkasets out of subspace. Takaya's was emerald green, the same color as his eyes in fact. Shinya's was a bright sky-blue, and it was like his brothers in the fact that it matched his eyes, as well.
"Teksetta!" both brothers shouted at the same time, holding their crystals aloft.
Words and willpower alike became the catalysts for the crystals to transform Takaya and his brother Shinya into the most powerful warriors that Earth would have on its side for quite some time. As the almost rudimentary armor of a Primary Body was covered over and enhanced by that of a real Tekkaman, both twins readied themselves for the fight of their lives.
The escape pod that had carried them to the outer edge of Earth's orbit couldn't handle the massive outpouring of energy from both transformations, and so it ended up as little more than burning spaceborne shrapnel. Once the transformations were done, Tekkaman Varis and Tekkaman Blade began cutting their way through the massed Radam creatures that had surrounded them.
There were no words exchanged between the two of them; no time. But the brothers instinctively watched out for each other; for Takaya it was keeping a promise to their father, and for Shinya it was keeping his and Takaya's mutual promise. Their fight had eventually moved onto the Orbital Ring, after they had slaughtered their way through about two dozen of the Radam's beasts.
They were now moving about on the Orbital Ring itself, running and jumping and dodging across the uneven surface beneath their feet. It was nice to be able to feel gravity again, Varis reflected, then he leaped out of the path of a spray of venom from one of Radam's beasts.
"Shinya," Blade's voice came through the speakers in Varis' own helmet.
"What is it?" Varis asked. Blade had sounded uncertain, as if he didn't quite know how his brother was going to react to what he intended to say.
"You're the only one left; my Shin-chan."
"Forever, Ta-kun," Varis said, smiling even though he knew that Blade wouldn't be able to see the action.
Another swarm of Radam's beasts forced the twins apart then, but rather than fight their way back together, Blade and Varis decided that the best way to get rid of this group was to start at opposite ends and then fight their way back together.
"Worthless Radam!" Varis sneered. "You won't escape from me!"
Meanwhile, far enough away that he couldn't have picked up on Varis' short-range transmission, Blade was just starting to deal with the Radam creatures that had the misfortune to be attacking him. Blade leapt forward, gazellelike, ripping into his opponents with lethal ferocity.
Blade snarled, jamming the sharp point of his double-ended tekkalance into the Radam creatures mouth, then he used his superior strength to flip the thing over on its back. Jabbing his tekkalance into the soft, fleshy underside of the Radam creatures head, Blade finished the job.
That was when he noticed the other Radam creatures that was bearing down on him. He whipped the wounded Radam creature up and over his head, smashing it into the oncoming Radam creatures. Once they were both incapacitated, Blade rammed his way through them.
"I will crush your evil ambition, right here in outer space!" Blade snarled. "With my brother by my side; we're invincible!"
Back at his end of the fight, Varis was also hacking his way through a persistent swarm of Radam creatures.
"Die, Radam scum!" with those words, Varis focused. "You'll never reach the Earth!"
Varis had found out about this ability of his tekkalance almost immediately after he had summoned it. The two ends of his lance folded into themselves; then they launched, trailing an incredibly destructive ribbon of energy behind them. The tekkalance, trailing its ribbon of energy, tore through his enemies like they were nothing.
[Brother, are you all right?]
Telepathy was a completely new experience for Varis, but at the same time he had been almost prepared for it. Varis decided that that must have been another side effect from what he had been through in the tekkapod. [Are you all right, Ta-kun?]
[I am, Shin-chan.]
Varis nodded. There were more Radam beasts to be destroyed, though, so as much as he might have preferred not to have to, Varis dragged his focus back to the battle at hand. The gap between the two brothers was getting narrower, and Varis waved to Blade as the Radam beasts were cleared from his line of sight. But the hordes seemed endless, and for every two or three of Radam's beasts that they managed to destroy, five more came to take their place. But something worse was waiting for the two boys, something much worse.
It was Varis who managed to catch the first glimpse of their new adversary, but only because he had turned to grapple with one of Radam's beasts that had tried to blindside Blade. Standing almost casually a few yards ahead of where the twins were engaging his forces, perched atop a tall spar, tapping the flat of a sword-like longbow against his left palm, was a demonic looking dark green figure.
Another Tekkaman. The Radam creatures cleared a path for the three space warriors, having at least enough intelligence to know that they didn't want to be in the way of any of the attacks that were about to be launched.
"Hello again, dear friends!" Dagger shouted, laughing madly as he flew, his bow raised for a killing blow.
Varis squeezed his eyes shut, trying not to remember just whose voice he was hearing. Damn it. Why did it have to be him?
If the vacuum of outer space had been capable of transmitting sound waves, it would have echoed with the sounds of crashing metal as Dagger and Varis rammed into each other. Pivoting on one foot Varis kicked Dagger in the face, forcing them apart. As Varis and Dagger circled, each looking for an advantage over the other, Dagger suddenly leapt forward and slashed with his longbow.
The edges of the bow were sharp as razors, and Varis just barely managed to dodge out of the way before the tip could pierce his throat. Pulling his lancer out again, Varis parried Dagger's next stab. Blade had been overwhelmed by a group of Radam's beasts, and so wasnt able to come to the aid of his brother; at least, not for the moment. The clang and crash of alien steel went unheard in the absence of an atmosphere, but both Tekkamen could feel the shock of the blows as they traveled up their arms.
Slashing the monsters in his way apart with his tekkalance, Blade made his way closer to where Varis was fighting; he would never leave his younger brother to fight alone.
He noticed the laser satellites firing, but he had no time to think about that; there was nothing he could do about the lasers without leaving Varis to Dagger, and that was something that he would never do. Not just because he had a promise to keep, but because Varis- Shinya, was all he had left.
Feinting another stab at Varis face, Dagger reoriented quickly and drove the point of his bow deep into Varis' calf, almost severing the bone. Varis screamed; every nerve in his leg feeling like it was on fire.
"Sorry, Evil, but I have to kill you now," Dagger laughed as he grabbed Varis' armored collar-piece, drawing back his bow and preparing to drive it into Varis head. "Don't be sad; you'll die with Blade."
"Shinya!" Blade screamed, shrugging off the remaining Radam creatures before they could overwhelm him again.
Rushing over to where his brother was, Blade hit Dagger like an out-of-control locomotive, driving the green Tekkaman backwards for as long as his momentum held out. Dagger, not having the patience to deal with an irate Blade, twisted aside and stabbed Blade in the face. Blades armor took most of the force of the blow, the outer covering shattering, but somehow the inner layer remained intact.
So Blade didn't suffer from explosive decompression on top of everything else. Dagger looked back at his target, just in time to catch Varis' punch full in the face.
"Bastard!" Varis raged.
Leaping forward, Varis stabbed Dagger deep in the left shoulder, before flying past the evil Tekkaman to try and help his brother. Dagger, thrown off balance by Varis' sudden reactions, struggled to reorient himself. He knew that the traitors would probably die before they reached the planet's surface. Or they would perish when they hit the ground, given how fast they were both moving.
"Goodbye, traitors," Dagger said, his words lost to the void.
This won't happen! Never! I won't lose him! Not Takaya, not any more of my family!
Varis flew, faster than he had ever flown before, faster even than when he had been fighting the Radam beasts alongside his brother. Blade was still just ahead of him, but Varis was closing the distance between them with desperate speed.
Just out of arm's reach now, Varis managed to put on one last burst of speed, just enough to get him close enough to put his right hand around Blade's waist. Completely wrung out now, all Varis could do was attempt to slow down Blade's descent in any way he could think of.
[We're not going to die here, Shinya,] Blade said, sensing his younger brother's consciousness beginning to fade from his awareness. [It's not time for us to die!]
[I wont... die here, Ta-kun...] Varis said; Blade could sense his brother slipping away. [I... promise.]
Blade could see the ground rushing up at them, ground that they would hit like a meteorite unless he did something. Blade knew that Varis wasn't in any shape to do anything about that, but Blade's problem was that he wasn't in much better shape himself. The ground was even closer now, and Blade could even see just where he and Varis were going to hit: it was an empty patch of desert, the kind that no one at all seemed to care about.
They were probably only ten feet up by now; only ten feet between them and the hard, unyielding rock and dirt. Less, now. Blade wondered if he would feel it when they hit, or if he would black out just before it happened, like Varis had. Six... feet left... Five... Four... Three... Two... One.
The impact itself was a maelstrom, an endless instant of flying dust and exploding rock. As both their energy reserves reached critical, the twins instinctively transformed out of their armored forms in order to survive. All of the rage and the adrenaline that had been the only things keeping Takaya from passing out were slowly but steadily draining away, leaving him weak and dizzy in their wake. He saw the ground coming up swiftly as if to hit him, and Takaya knew that he was falling.
For a long time after that, Takaya knew nothing more
Coughing, Shinya spat. A small trickle of blood ran out of his mouth, and Shinya wiped it away with the side of his left hand. Looking at the unconscious form of his brother lying collapsed in the dust beside him, Shinya noticed that there was a slowly growing puddle of blood forming on the left side of Takaya's head. Lifting up his brother's body, Shinya saw the shallow cuts that nearly bisected Takaya's left eye.
"Damnit," he muttered.
They were in fact shallow, but they were also bleeding very enthusiastically. There was nothing that could be done for his brother out here, with no bandages and no water, Shinya knew. Pulling Takaya's left arm over his shoulders, Shinya slowly rose to his feet, wrapping his right arm around Takaya's waist to help steady him.
There was a thick cloud of dust that covered everything, making it harder for Shinya to breathe than he would have liked. The cloud seemed to be getting thinner up ahead, but Shinya thought that that could be just wishful thinking on his part.
Noal Richards, nee Veruse, and Aki Kisaragi, who had been sent by the Outer Space Development Group to collect more samples of the alien plants that had sprung up all over the planet, stood staring into the deep crater that now graced the Arizona desert.
"Wow; that was one hell of an explosion," Noal said, clearly still a bit shell-shocked.
"It looks like it was some kind of a meteor," Aki stated.
"Yeah, you're right. Well, we'd have to call it a meteorite, now, since its landed. It couldn't be the aliens; they'd never attack their own plants like this. Anyway, with all the damage down there, not even a cockroach could have survived."
"Wait," Aki said, shining her flashlight down into the crater, moving it slowly back and forth as she searched for something.
"What is it, Aki?"
"I think I saw something down there," she said. "I'm almost sure of it."
Giving the lie to Noal's earlier assertion, moving shapes were glimpsed through the thick cloud of dust that had been thrown up by the impact. Before the dust cleared, all that could be seen was a large, blurry, moving figure.
"What is that?" Noal wondered aloud, turning to look at Aki. "Some kind of new alien?"
A breeze cut through the dust then, revealing that there were actually two people.
"Wait- is that... Are they, human?"
The one on the left was supporting the other one, who seemed to be bleeding rather badly. Finally, just as Noal had pulled out his gun and was about to start demanding answers, both of them fainted. The one on the right collapsed first, pulling down the other who had been trying to support him. Sliding down into the crater, Aki heard Noal calling for her to wait for him, but she was in the grip of her momentum now and couldn't have stopped even if she tried. Aki got as close to the two new people as she dared.
Now that all the dust was no longer concealing them, Noal and Aki could now see that the people were completely naked. They were also both very obviously male, and Aki made sure to keep her gaze above both boys' waists. They both had long hair, even a bit longer than Noal's, but both of these boys had black hair as opposed to Noal's blond.
Aki rushed over to them. Noal, thinking that someone who was unconscious and so badly injured couldn't be that much of a threat, followed Aki after holstering his gun.
"Who are they?" she asked.
"Beats me. Do you think they're actually human?"
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it, Aki: they come walking out of a huge crater with nothing on, apparently no way of having gotten down to earth in the first place, and with no injuries on one of them. All those things strike me as being just a little suspicious. I mean, who's to say that these two guys aren't working for the aliens?"
"Noal, that makes no sense. The aliens haven't ever shown any kind of interest in humans; I don't see why they would start now. Now come on; these two need medical care right now."
"All right, Aki," Noal said tolerantly. "Just don't say I didn't warn you. I'll go get some blankets from the Polaris, you just see if these two are more injured than they look."
With a nod, Noal turned and walked back over to the Polaris. He hadn't been prepared to find anything like this when he had first been ordered to go and collect those much-needed samples by Chief Freeman. The rest of the Outer Space Development Group had either been busy or hadn't been suited for the task, and Noal knew that he had been asked to go out not only because he was the best pilot that the Outer Space Development Group had, but also because he had been pretty much at loose ends when they had needed him.
Stepping back into the Polaris through the aft door, Noal stepped out of the airlock and came into the hallway that bordered it. There were two doors that could be used to get into the ship, but the other one led into the back of the cockpit, and the emergency supplies were stored in the mid-aft section. Once he was inside the room he had been looking for, Noal made his way past the ration packs and picked up two of the neatly-folded blankets.
The blankets themselves were heavy cotton, good for insulating a person from the cold. There were only the two of them, to save space, but right now that was all Noal needed. He wouldn't have admitted it to Aki, but he was just as curious about these two guys as she was. Noal was just determined to be a little more cautious about them than Aki was being.
Starting to carry the blankets back out to where Aki was with the two boys, Noal decided to take one of the emergency First Aid kits. After all, there was an injured person out there, despite the fact that they could be working for the enemies that the Outer Space Development Group had been seeing for months on end. Hurrying back out to where the two boys lay, Noal took a minute to scan the skies for any sign of aliens.
It would be just like those annoying mutant freaks to show up when they weren't wanted. But there was nothing in the sky at the moment but stars and the occasional cloud. Noal strode quickly back over to Aki and the two boys. Aki had turned both of them over on their backs, and now Noal could see that the one on the left was a lot paler than the guy who he had been helping to walk.
Moving over to the boy on the right, Noal began to wipe the blood off of his face. There was more of it than Noal would have liked, but the face itself didn't seem to be too badly damaged. That was good, but whoever this kid was, he was going to have some scarring over his left eye. Heck, hes lucky he didn't lose his eye, whoever he is. I'm sure hell get over a little scar or two.
"So, aside from this, how are they doing?" Noal asked.
"The other one has a deep gash, almost like a stab wound, on his right calf," Aki said, pointing to the other boy's leg. "It was deep enough to scratch the bone, but luckily for him it only did superficial damage beyond that. Even then, he's not bleeding badly enough for the wound to have severed any major veins or arteries."
"Good for him," Noal said, handing Aki a bandage and an antiseptic wipe. "Well, after we get these two field-dressed and wrapped up, let's head back to HQ."
"Right," Aki nodded, as she finished cleaning the other boy's leg wound.
Once both boys were ready to be moved, Aki and Noal wrapped them up in the blankets and hoisted them up into their arms. Carrying them back into the Polaris, Noal confronted his next problem. Noal wondered for a minute where to put them so they would be both safe and out of the way. But then he saw that Aki was strapping her guy into the chair right beside the one she usually sat in. Shrugging, Noal went over to the chair in the back right of the cockpit that was used for those rare occasions that the Polaris had an extra passenger.
Strapping the boy with the bandages on his face - who Noal was henceforth going to refer to as Bandage-guy until he figured out something better or until he found out the guy's real name, whichever came first - into the chair at the back of the cockpit, Noal walked over to the pilot's seat and finally strapped himself in. Aki had already strapped herself into her chair, so Noal knew that it was safe for him to start the take-off procedure.
Lifting off in the Polaris without the use of the launch ramp was hard, but Noal had always welcomed the chance to demonstrate his skills at handling the ship. Some people might call it showing off, but Noal had never really given much thought to other people's opinions of him. He was just the type to do what had to be done.
And if he could have a little fun while he was at it, so much the better. Now, with the Polaris back in the air, Noal found himself wondering again just who these two new boys were. They were both very similar looking, which could mean that they were either family or some kind of clones. But the fact that the two of them didn't look completely identical gave more credibility to the former idea.
Noal decided to leave the matter of the two boys' identities until he and Aki got back to the base. Just as he thought that, though, the outer edges of the Outer Space Development Group's center of operations came into view. Well, that's good. I like a minor mystery just as much as the next guy, but even I'm starting to get a little antsy. Noal looked over at Pale-guy, who was still asleep in the chair next to Aki.
Then he took another quick look back at Bandage-guy. They both seemed to be pretty normal, aside from the outrageously strange manner that they had arrived in. In fact, it was almost hard for Noal to think about these guys as anything but normal humans. Of course, that could all be part of the aliens' plan, and these guys could have just been cloned from someone who had been killed in one of the hundreds of alien attacks.
Noal always liked to consider all the possible angles of a situation before he made any judgments about it. He had often tried to apply the same kind of thing to meeting people for the first time, but he would be the first to admit that some people just rubbed him the wrong way from the start. As the Polaris hovercraft settled once again on terra firma, Noal started turning off the engines and getting ready to disembark.
Walking over to Bandage-guy and unstrapping him from his seat, Noal picked him up again.
"You know, whoever you are, you're not exactly light," Noal muttered.
Aki, who was already carrying Pale-guy out of the cockpit, turned and gave Noal a sidelong look. Noal smirked at her, and Aki rolled her eyes at him. Together they made their way into the base of the Outer Space Development Group. I just hope we're not getting into something all of us are going to end up regretting. I have a lot of friends in the Outer Space Development Group, and I don't want to put them in harm's way any more than they already end up there.
With that thought, Noal made up his mind to watch the two boys, just in case they turned out not to be trustworthy after all. Not stopping to talk to Levin and Honda the way they usually did after a mission had ended had apparently raised some suspicions on the part of the two technicians. But Noal and Aki both made it to the infirmary before they had to deal with either of the techs.
Setting Bandage-guy down on a med-bed, Noal watched as the doctors swarmed around him and Pale-guy. There was only one med-bed currently in the infirmary, and the things were a little too unwieldy to be moved with this kind of short notice, so the two guys ended up sharing a med-bed. There had apparently been some minor nicks and cuts on both boys' chests, and one rather large one on Pale-guy's left arm, that Noal and Aki had missed when they had first bandaged the two of them up.
It had probably been because both he and Aki had been more concerned with keeping the two boys from bleeding out through their major wounds than they had been with looking for any others. Apparently someone had thought to put in a call to the Chief, since he was the next one to come striding into the medical bay.
"So, these are the men you rescued from the crater?" Chief Freeman asked.
"Yes, Chief. We found these men out in the desert when we were searching out the samples of the alien spore plants that you requested," Aki reported. "It's still hard to believe that they even survived that explosion."
"Yeah, Chief," Noal said. "I'm not too sure what to make of it, myself."
"It seems like a miracle," Chief Freeman said, peering curiously through the window, a hand on his chin.
They had been dressed in some spare uniforms. Minus the shirts, vests and shoulder pads, of course. The two of them were also wearing slippers instead of standard-issue boots. Both of them were also hooked up to IV fluids by now, since it was pretty obvious that neither one was going to be getting up for awhile. Or at least that was the general assumption.
As he fought to regain some shred of consciousness, Takaya found that he could still sense his brother Shinya somewhere close by. As Takaya started to come back to himself, he could now feel that he was lying on something soft and body-warmed. That didn't fit with any of his earlier recollections, though, since the last thing he could clearly recall was being stabbed in the face by Tekkaman Dagger and then being left for dead.
Trying to force his heavy eyelids to open, the first thing Takaya realized was that he was completely blind in his left eye. That woke him up faster than almost anything, and Takaya barely had time to register the female voice that was speaking. Takaya thought that the girl might have been talking to him, or maybe about him, but he was much more concerned with finding his brother and finding out where he was. In exactly that order.
Sitting up, Takaya tossed the blanket that he only now noticed off of himself. That it landed on the person standing next to his bed was an unexpected but not unwelcome bonus. The next thing Takaya did was to pull out the tubes that someone or other had jammed into his arm; who knew what kind of chemicals they were trying to poison him with.
That was when Takaya finally noticed that Shinya had been lying next to him the entire time. His brother's eyes were just starting to open, and Takaya tore the IV line out of his arm as well. Lunging forward; knowing that he would be in a much better position to demand answers after he managed to take a hostage, Takaya wrapped his right arm around the girl's neck, trapping her against his body.
His left arm went around her waist, further restraining her and insuring that she wouldn't escape before Takaya had gotten some satisfactory answers. Naturally, Shinya chose just that moment to wake up.
"What hit me?" Shinya moaned. "Brother, are you still there?"
"You!" Takaya demanded of the nearest person, a blond in a strange looking blue flightsuit. "Are you Radam, or are you Earthlings? Answer me!"
Hearing all this, Shinya quickly got off the bed and stood behind his brother. Takaya didn't acknowledge him right then, but only because he was so completely focused on finding out the information that could prove vital to the survival of himself and his brother. And to the Earth itself, of course.
"Radam? What are those?" the blonde man asked, looking confused.
"The Radam are aliens! They've occupied the Orbital Ring."
"What, did you take some kind of a training seminar on them or something? Or do you think you're still dreaming?"
"All right," he conceded; he didn't sense any danger from these people, and he and Shinya would have been killed by now if these people really were Radam. "You're not Radam. Where are we; where have my brother and I ended up?"
"This is the headquarters of the Outer Space Development Group," an older mans voice, transmitted over a radio, said.
"The Outer Space Development Group? Wonderful!" he said, smiling; Outer Space Development Group meant that they had to have some kind of a ship.
"First bit of good luck we've had in awhile," Shinya said, sidling up to him; he turned to look back and saw that his smile was mirrored on his younger brother's face.
"Good luck?" a woman demanded. "What are you talking about? And you, let go of Milly, now!"
"Huh?" Shinya muttered.
That had been a woman's voice. Turning to look where it had come from, Shinya saw that there was a young, pretty, dark-haired woman standing next to an older, albino man. For a moment, Shinya wondered who she was. Then, hearing his brother's grunt of pain, Shinya quickly turned his attention back to what was happening in front of him. The girl, Milly, was running up to the blond man whose name neither of them knew yet.
"Serves you right," the blond said, obviously speaking to him rather than Shinya. "Now, boys, isn't it good manners to tell someone your names when you first meet them?"
"Our names?" Takaya asked. "I don't know what my name is; I forgot it." He snapped; Shinya was the only one who could know his name. He would only be Aiba Takaya for Shinya.
"I don't know, either," Shinya said, with only a moment of hesitation.
"What?" Milly gasped, looking horrified.
"Who's in charge here?" Takaya demanded, ignoring Milly's pitying look and the blond man's wary hostility.
"I am," the albino said. Confirming Takaya's earlier supposition.
"I have a favor to ask you," he said.
"Yes. Let us borrow one of your space ships to get back up to the Orbital Ring," he explained. "We have some unfinished business up there."
"Unfinished business?" the blond demanded. "What kind of-"
The sudden blaring of one of the loudest, most grating alarms that either twin had been subjected to in all the time that they could remember cut into the blond's question. For once, the twins were grateful to hear something unexpected. Neither had looked forward to trying to explain just what they were talking about.
"What's going on?" Takaya demanded. Just because he was grateful for the interruption didn't mean that he wouldn't want to know what had caused it.
"Alien life-forms have landed somewhere on Earth," Milly said.
"Damnit!" Takaya snarled.
"More of the Radam," Shinya hissed, finishing his brother's sentence.
"Both of you! Come with me." the albino ordered. "This way."
All four of them rushed out of the hospital-like room. They were hot on the heels of the albino and the woman, and Takaya didn't have long to wonder just where they were all going before they got there. 'There' was a huge room with a huge viewscreen, obviously the main center of operations for this Outer Space Development Group. What Takaya and Shinya saw on the screen was depressing, but not at all unexpected. Not after what they'd already seen.
Armies of Radam's mindless beasts were landing all over the place, tearing buildings, tanks, fighter-craft and anything else that got in their way to shreds.
"What's that base were looking at?" he heard Shinya ask.
"That was Jones Base," the albino said. "A part of the Allied Earth Military's Australian branch."
On the screen, another group of fighter-craft had just been destroyed by a single one of Radam's beasts. The image then changed to a group of tanks, again confronting only a single Radam beast. The tanks did about as well as the fighter-craft, and they soon met the same fate.
"It's just as I feared: they're completely helpless."
"Please," he said, looking up into the pinkish eyes of the albino. Sasuke-chibi No! Sasuke, Kengo, Miyuki, Fritz- they were all dead! The Radam had killed them; all that he had left was Shinya. "Please, give us one of your space ships."
"A space ship?" Aki asked him.
"What are you talking about?" Noal asked.
"There's no other way to handle this!" he shouted, his patience almost at an end; Shinya had always been better at handling people than him.
"Wait," the albino said. "You boys, are you human?"
"What?" they both asked. "Well, isn't that obvious?" he continued, looking to his brother; Shinya just shrugged.
"The you both should know that there are no space ships left on Earth," the albino said.
"That can't be right," Shinya muttered, and then bit his tongue to keep himself from saying anything else; the albino was looking at him.
"I thought there would at least be one available here," Takaya said, as he stepped in front of Shinya, drawing the man's attention away from his younger brother.
"Even if we had a space ship for you, what would you do with it?" the albino asked.
"The Radam are going to descend to Earth in much greater numbers than this," Takaya said, trying as hard as he could to communicate the urgency of the information he had; they needed to act, not just stand around here talking. "I know it wont be long before their main force lands here on Earth. That's why my brother and I must be able to attack them while they're still in space!"
"Don't try to feed us that crap!" Noal snapped.
"My brother knows what he's talking about," Shinya snapped right back. "He's telling the truth!"
"He might be," the albino said, sounding tolerant. "Still; how is it that you two know the name of the enemy? Or, if what you're saying is really true, what good could either of you do if you were to go out there?"
"There's no time to explain that now!" Takaya was not in the mood to waste any more time.
A huge explosion on the screen drew the attention of all the participants in the argument then.
"There is one space ship still here," Milly said, deciding to help them, since they both seemed to be sincere.
"You have a space ship?" Shinya said turning toward Milly, hopeful excitement just barely audible in his tone.
"Space ship?" Takaya repeated, rushing over to where Milly stood and grabbing her by the shoulders. "That's what you said, isn't it? Tell me where it is!" Shaking the girl caused the bandages around Takaya's head to come loose, and he shook them off without a second thought. "Tell me, please!"
"Well," Milly said, with a bit of difficulty. "The Blue Earth is in Hangar Three; down in the eighth Sub-level."
Takaya dashed out of the room without a word or a look back.
"Thanks for all your help!" Shinya said over his shoulder, running to catch up with his brother.
The blaring alarms came as somewhat of a surprise to both twins, despite the fact that they probably should have expected something like this to happen given the way that the Outer Space Development Group had reacted to their presence in the first place. Though, I guess that we really didn't do much to improve their opinions of us, Shinya thought to himself.
"Emergency! Emergency! Stop the intruders heading for Hangar number Three!" a voice that Shinya thought he might have recognized from somewhere shouted over what was likely the base-wide comm. "I repeat, stop the intruders heading for Hangar number Three!"
They quickly came to a metal door. Takaya rammed into it with his left shoulder, and Shinya finished the job by kicking the door all the way open. Takaya ran through first, while Shinya quickly rebalanced himself. Takaya was running fast enough that he almost tripped and fell headlong down the stairs, but he managed to right himself in time. Using the railing to vault down to the lower landing, Takaya ran the rest of the way down the stairs.
Shinya was now a few feet behind his brother, but he vaulted over the railing and managed to land on the lower flight of stairs, just a few steps behind Takaya now. Both twins raced out of the stairwell and into the hallway that presumably led to Hangar Three.
The base was a bit confusing for someone who hadn't been there before, and Shinya couldn't help thinking that that was the entire point of the design. Both he and Takaya hoped that they would be able to find this "Blue Earth" before the Outer Space Development Group's security forces found them.
Shinya's spinning kick knocked one of Takaya's opponents to the floor, and Takaya's punch took out one of the others. There were still more guards, or personnel, or whatever they were to deal with, though. As Shinya and Takaya moved quickly through the corridor, Takaya spotted someone who might be able to help them. It was a red-haired person; a man, Shinya realized, after taking a closer look.
He was just sitting against the wall, apparently thinking that he would somehow not be noticed if he didn't move. That plan was just about to fail, though. Grabbing him by the top of his purple overalls, Takaya shook him violently.
"Where is Hangar number Three?" Takaya demanded.
"You're choking me!" the man said; Takaya growled deep in his throat, even the old Shinya hadn't been this melodramatic.
"Are you one of the intruders?" shouted a deep, powerful voice from just behind him as the man in front of them cowered.
"Boss!" the red-head shouted, sounding relived but still scared.
Shinya, having fallen behind Takaya in order to better protect his brother from anyone who might try to attack from the rear, heard the commotion and came racing over. He was just in time to see a large, burly, rather portly man grab Takaya in a bearhug and lift him off the ground. He's strong. I'm going to have to be careful about how I handle this. I don't want Ta-kun getting hurt because of my carelessness, Shinya thought to himself.
Takaya, being held up over Honda's head, was in the perfect position to watch as Shinya came charging to his rescue. He didn't know exactly what his brother did to make the large man loosen his grip, but judging from Shinya's stance it had probably been one of his brothers infamous rising-uppercut punches.
"Let go of me, bastard!" Takaya said, slamming his head into the rotund man's with all the force he could safely use. Back-flipping out of the man's grasp as he started to fall, Takaya landed back on his feet with the grace of a cat.
"Thanks," Takaya said.
"Always, brother," Shinya acknowledged.
Turning back to the skinnier red-head, Takaya once again grabbed him by the top of his overalls.
"You want to end up like that man?" Takaya demanded, he moaned in response.
"You'd better talk," Shinya said, moving toward the man with slow, purposeful strides. "My brother's not patient like I am."
"Go out that door and take a left," the frightened man instructed, shaking as he pointed to a door down the hall in front of them. "You'll find Hangar Three about a hundred yards down that hallway and to the right."
"Thanks!" Takaya shouted as he ran off, following the directions that the man had given him. "Try not to die here."
"Thanks again for your help! Take care!" Shinya called over his shoulder, following Takaya.
As the twins turned left out of the door, then ran the hundred yards that the red-haired man had instructed them to, they came at last to the huge entrance doors to Hangar Three. Shinya whistled softly.
Punching the glass that protected the door controls, Takaya managed to get the entrance to the hangar to open. Once the doors were open and the twins eyes had adjusted to the brighter lights, both of them marveled at the sheer size of the Blue Earth's pre-launch vehicle. After about a minute, though, Shinya and Takaya both remembered that they weren't here to sightsee. And that there were probably still people after them.
Both boys quickly made for the relative safety of the spacecraft in front of them. Inside, Takaya grabbed two red and white jackets. Tossing one to his brother, Takaya kept the other for himself. Shinya, only now noticing that he was cold, quickly put the jacket on.
"Take the controls," Takaya said, as he passed the pilots station.
"Right, brother," Shinya said, plunking himself down in the pilots seat and zipping up the jacket as he did.
As Shinya worked the piloting controls, Takaya familiarized himself with the navigation of the Blue Earth. Starting the take-off procedure proved to be a little bit more complicated than Shinya would have preferred, but he soon had the ship off and coasting up the launch-ramp.
"We've launched," Shinya commented. "Ta-kun, don't die out there."
"I won't die, Shin-chan. And don't you die, either," Takaya muttered.
There was a sudden lurch as the Blue Earth broke free from its pre-launch vehicle, and the usual high-gs that were always a part of leaving or entering outer space. As the last scraps of the Earth's atmosphere were left behind, the twins destination was thrown into stark relief.
"The Orbital Ring," Shinya said with some satisfaction.
"Oh, it's the Orbital Ring, all right. You little bastard," Noal, however, did not sound quite as enthused about their achievement, as he grabbed Shinya by the collar of his jacket. "You idiots have some nerve, dragging us up here like this. Now fly us back! Did you hear me? Fly us back to Earth!"
"Go away!" Shinya swatted Noal's grasping hands aside.
"The lasers are going to fire on us!" Aki shouted, before Noal could think of something else to say. She edged Takaya out of his seat and quickly took his place at the navigation console.
"Doesn't this ship of yours have any weapons?" Takaya asked, holding onto the back of Aki's chair as he braced himself against the ships maneuvering.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Noal grumbled, as he activated the magnetic shield. "Damn; the lasers are starting to move again."
The lasers on the Orbital Ring continued their barrage, and Takaya nodded to Shinya, signaling that it was time. Shinya followed his brother to the doors at the back of the Blue Earths cockpit.
"Hey; you two take it from here!" Takaya said. "Brother, let's go!"
"I'm with you, brother," Shinya smiled.
"What did you just say?" Noal asked. "What, do you two idiots just think were going to let you do whatever you want?"
"It's not possible for us to go back now," Takaya informed them. "Listen to me if you don't want to die!"
"Where do you two think you can go?" Aki asked. "There's nothing out there at all!"
"You little morons!" Noal shouted. "There's nothing but hard vacuum out there! Step out there and you'll die!"
"No, we wouldn't," Shinya said. Not from the lack of air anyway; though there are still Radam's creatures... And Dagger.
"You're wrong," Takaya said, backing up his brother. "We won't die out there! We can't!" Takaya shot back, just before he opened the airlock doors and proceeded Shinya into the only exit on the Blue Earth that hadn't been locked shut when the ship had left the earths atmosphere.
Now standing alone together, side-by-side in the airlock, no words were exchanged between the two boys. It wasn't for lack of time, not in this instance, but because there was no need. Takaya and Shinya both knew what they had to do. Now all that remained was to do it.
Takaya held up his right hand, while Shinya pulled his right hand out from his side in a way that would suggest that he was pulling something out of his pocket. Both Takaya's green crystal and Shinya's light blue one appeared within seconds of the twins having summoned them. Takaya and Shinya both held their crystals aloft.
The energy of their transformations filled the airlock, snapping and humming as their armor was recalled from its resting place. Still surrounded by the radiant energy of their individually colored crystal-fields, Varis and Blade both flew right out of the airlock and into space.
The first things that Noal and Aki saw, the things that let them know that something drastic had just happened, were the two strange glowing things that shot out into space; flying just ahead of the Blue Earth. There seemed to be people inside them, one in each, and Aki was the first one who thought to scan the airlock for any life signs. It was empty.
That was when both members of the Outer Space Development Group noticed that the boys they had just met were somehow inside those glowing energy shapes. The one that held Blade was a bright emerald green, and Varis' was a bright sky-blue.
"What in the hell is that?"
"D-boy and D-two?" Aki marveled.
Being surrounded by a field of snapping, humming energy for the second time in a day was strange, but neither Blade nor Varis was thinking much about that. They were both focused with single-minded intensity on the Orbital Ring lasers that were all aimed at them. As their armor finished reforming, neither twin could resist an urge to show off a bit.
"Tekkaman Blade!" Blade announced, bursting out of his crystal-field.
"Tekkaman Varis!" Varis announced, as he did the same.
Varis turned his attention to the hordes of Radam's creatures that had come out to guard the laser arrays. Either that, or they realized we were here and decided to try and intercept us. Varis wasnt thinking of the Radam then, since he knew that they were really too stupid to realize or decide anything on their own.
But Omega, the one who made the Radam's creatures and the only one who could really command them, could make those kinds of decisions. As the swarm closed in around them, Blade and Varis charged at the monsters of Radam that were trying to keep them from reaching their goal.
"Get out of the way!" Blade shouted.
"Crash Intrude!" the twins shouted simultaneously.