Contra: Shattered Soldier - Awakening

"Awakening"
A Contra fanfic
By Cekil
08/09/2003

[*****Change the font it the sentences are jumbled*****]

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or ideas mentioned in this work of fiction, they are all
copyrighted to their respective owners.

(All except for 'Dr. Derrick Stone' I made him up. Take that Konami!!).


Author's Note: Unless you've been under a rock for the last few months, you might have heard
about a new game on the PS2 called: "Contra: Shattered Soldier". Now I know what you're
thinking; "another fucking Playstation screw-up", but this one is the real deal. Loads of fast
paced action, HUGE Bosses and enough lead to drop them all where they stand. Throw in the
hellish difficulty and you've got a kick ass game. Man do I sound like an advert!


This story stars the two main characters of the game "Contra Shattered Soldier",

The male lead:

William "Bill" Rizer, a.k.a 'The Blue Guy' (First Player) from "Contra", "Super Contra" and
"Contra 3: The Alien Wars"

and the female lead:

Lucia, a bionoid/cyborg programmed for combat against all threats, alien & otherwise.

It explores the possibility of a relationship between these two and asks the big FanFic generating
question: "What If..."

Enjoy!

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What do ya do when the android sent to watch over you has the hots for ya... Rock Her World!!

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Still grateful that the area was empty save for him and his old partner, Bill Rizer sat on his cot in
the G.A.F. barracks and listened as Lucia spilt her guts about recent developments.

Bionoid LCR designated "Lucia", a cyborg created to be the ultimate soldier. Some might say
the LCR is the modern technological marvel of the 21 century. However, to his surprise Lucia
did not believe 'herself' to be anything special. The death of Dr. Mandrake all but ensured
that her programming would not be completed.

Shortly after their fight against FALCON there had been surprising (for them both) revelations.
Her A.I. seemed to be, for lack of a better term, evolving and at an incredible rate. Many of
these progressive leaps went unnoticed by the various techs and engineers but she was
sure that they were indeed occurring.

The Global Armed Forces still ran drills for her, the other LCR models, even Bill and the other
soldiers on base, yet while the other LCRs were only machines programmed for combat Lucia
was turning out to be more. Once after a training simulation set in the deserted wasteland of
what used to be Houston, Texas she told him of her experiences fighting in the excessive
heat. Well after the session, she was still geared for combat, almost as if there was adrenaline
pumping in her synthetic veins.

The tech boys took no notice of her abnormal body temp and overall urgent need for extra
stimulation simply because her operating system seemed the same as before. Also while
recharging her internal power source less than an hour ago she had what she classified as
a dream... a very strange one at that. It involved herself, Dr. Stone and 3 others.

Bill knew of whom she spoke.

The head of the tech division and leader of the LCR project, Dr. Derrick Stone. He had only been
with the G.A.F for 6 months but since he'd taken over the combat droid division the production
of the LCRs had been moving along smoothly.

In her dream apparently Dr. Stone and 3 of his students had opened her stasis chamber for what
was supposed to be a routine systems and maintenance check but it quickly turned into a bout
of sexual gratification... at her expense. Lucia had never had a dream since her activation, she
was not programmed for them, nor had she ever interacted with any biological lifeforms in a
manner such as that. The experience left her with her very first internally recorded impulse...
desire. While not an emotion per say it was obviously a fully human reaction and as stated
before, she should not be capable of such a feat.

"...once they'd placed me on the examination table a surprising scenario began..."

She paused and seemed to be reviewing the entire event but before he could breathe a word
she let the rest spill out in a rush.

"Laying with my body exposed as their hands touched me, I began to grow exceedingly warm
and damp here." She said, lightly touching the fabric covering her crotch, "My flesh took on a
subtle shade of pink and I became sexually aroused. Soon enough the doctor and his students
revealed their real purpose for such a late night test. To put this plainly I was taken in as
many ways as can be imagined until they were sated. When they were done I was cleaned,
externally as well as internally, and placed back in my chamber. After I was fully energized
I figured I should speak with someone I can trust, so I came here..."

She paused, watching him closely for a reaction.

"Lucia, I'm not sure what I can do to help you... this really isn't my field."

Her downcast expression caused him to blurt out the first thing he could think of that might
benefit the cyborg.

"Although I could speak with the Doc, maybe he can help."

Bill rose and moved to the door but her next question stopped him cold.

"Corporal Rizer, do you mean to tell me that you are not familiar with the various arts of sexual gratification?"

He sat back down and looked her in the eye before answering.

"Of course not. I know all the basics but, your problem seems to be with
your programming, not conscious desire. As you know, it's not possible."

"I beg to differ Corporal."

Bill shook his head slowly in momentary disbelief and tried again.

"Listen Lucia, you're a machine. A machine specifically created to wage War. Our programmers made sure that
the original A.I. that psycho Mandrake installed into your systems was all either overridden or
deleted entirely."

"I am not a machine William, I am a complex cybernetic organism, but I am equipped with numerous
biological systems similar to a human female and I have my own sense of being. In short,
I am an android."

"So?"

The bionoid sighed in frustration before continuing.

"So, I still possess a few basic human functions. Nothing as mundane as eating or reproduction, but the Doctor obviously meant for me to have sexual intercourse at some point. The design of my body is a clear indication of this fact."

"Then the tech boys must have overlooked part of Dr. Mandrake's design. This "dream" shouldn't have occurred and you should not feel any need to copulate."

"That I should or should not is irrelevant. I still do."

Rizer couldn't believe his ears.

'She's really convinced this is the way to go.' He thought, mind racing with images of a sexed up android running amok on the base.

"Okay, this might disturb you, but I need to get it out in the open."

"Yes?"

"You're aware that all the LCR units were built to serve as a substitute for human soldiers right?"

"Correct."

"Well, why do you think Dr. Mandrake never made plans for a male LCR?"

Lucia's brow furrowed as she searched his memory banks for an answer.

"I cannot say." She replied, seconds later.

"If there was no need for the LCRs in battle, his secondary plan involved using you all as nothing more than glorified sex toys during the coup. I guess he figured morale could be kept high for Beaumont's men if they had willing partners built and programed to obey their every command. You know of the failed coup of course."

"Yes, I've read all the relevant files, but there was nothing within pertaining to a 'secondary plan'."

"Well that explains your sexual organs."

"As well as the desire I feel."

Noting his blank look she quickly explained.

"If any of Mandrake's subroutines were overlooked during a system purge they could conceivably lead to my current dilemma."

"Makes sense." He replied, nodding his head. "At any rate, I don't know what else I can suggest to help you other than speaking with Stone and his tech buddies at the lab. Maybe they can do better wi..." He trailed off slowly, wondering why she was staring at him.

"Corporal Rizer, do you mean to say that because I am a cyborg, created by the 'Doctor' and originally not much more than a
toy for his followers, you will not help me?"

"I didn't say that. I'll do everything within reason to..."

"Then you do not desire me?"

"That's not the point soldier here and you know it."

"Then what is the point Corporal?" She asked standing and cocking her head to the left.

The war hero had no ready answer for her, so he decided to stop arguing and go with the next logical question.

"Okay answer me this, why me?"

"We have a history together."

"What history?"

"The battlefield of course."

He nodded but his expression remained blank.

"I have had no real interaction with other humans on or off this base but you have... a female."

Bill was taken aback at her revelation but he knew what she was referring to: A few days ago
he'd gone to a brothel, one of the few legal ones in the city. Since he had a bit of free time
he figured why not? He hadn't gotten very far before they'd been interrupted. A riot had
started in Sector 4, one that he had helped end, though he should have been 'off duty'.
Afterward he was debriefed at G.A.F. HQ and placed back on temporary active duty, much
to his protest. He'd been sure no one had followed him off the base, other than the usual
crowd of soldiers hunting for tail, but apparently he was mistaken.

"You were watching us?"

"Yes and during that time, before the disturbance, I noticed that you were accommodating to
her, more so than the various others who visited the establishment that evening."

Again he nodded but failed to respond.

"Your imprisonment was surely uneventful so I assumed you would be interested as well as
empathetic to my needs."

His grin reassured her that she was in fact correct, just seconds before he confirmed it.

"You've got me there. No rollin' in the hay for this old grunt. Not for a very long time."

She sat near him on his cot, placing a hand on his knee. Another impulse she reasoned to herself but Bill wasn't finished just yet.

"Well I'm flattered but is this... normal?" He asked as her hand slowly traveled up his thigh.

Her expression did not change as her palm meet his bulging erection.

"No Corporal Rizer. Not for me..."

Gaze never leaving his own, Lucia knelt before him and unbuttoned his camo pants, sliding them
to his ankles. From her new position she took a few minutes to study his member. Bill watched
and waited patiently while the android examined his manhood. She'd never actually been in
contact with a penis before so he allowed her minute examination to continue with bated breath.

The warmth of his shaft as she took it in her left hand was surprising. She was not aware of the
amount of heat the human body could generate. She heard him gasp as she ran her index finger
down the entire length from the crown to the base and back again. After what seemed like an
eternity, she began to stroke him slowly and steadily watching his face for reactions, positive or
otherwise. Bill shut his eyes, fully enjoying the hand manipulation from his partner but lamenting
her tight grip.

"Is this pleasurable for you, Corporal?" She asked him, simultaneously slowing her speed.

"Y...yes, Very." He said opening his eyes and focusing on her.

Although firm her hold was actually postponing his orgasm, which in turn allowed him time
to really take in the sensation. As she cupped his testicles and quickened the speed of her
left arm he was done for. She felt him tense suddenly and a second later his semen was
released.

It spurted out once quickly landing on his thigh while the second stream slowly slid over her
hand, (which she showed no intention of stopping.) A second later she paused to gather the
thick fluid with her fingers. She watched, with rapt fascination, as it pooled into her palm while
her partner recovered.

"I guess your first hand job was a success." He said with a chuckle.

Noticing where her attention was focused he spoke up.

"You can clean up with this," he said handing her his towel "it doesn't look like I'll be
showering anytime soon." She took the proffered cloth and commenced cleaning her
hand and any stray drops of seed still clinging to his thighs.

"Lucia?"

The android dropped the towel to the floor and got to her feet, her name still hanging in the air.

"Yes, Corporal?"

"I'm going to show you a 'trick' you can mimic if you're ever in need of release and I'm not
around but I want you to do exactly as I say."

Her usual emotionless gaze met his own as seconds later she nodded her approval.

"Take a seat on my lap, legs spread."

He slid his legs together as she maneuvered into position, back facing him, thighs splayed as
requested, skin mildly warm from her earlier activities.

"What now?" She asked head turning slightly to the side.

"Just relax and enjoy yourself..."

With that he began to message her shoulders, easily relieving the tension from her synthetic and
battle worn muscles. He moved to her neck and continued the therapy in the hopes that she'd
relax. Truth be told, she'd been slightly stiff ever since coming to him and this being her first
physically intimate experience, he really wanted her to enjoy herself. As she grew lax in his arms
from the soothing touch of his hands, he decided to go further.

He expertly unclasped the front of her combat uniform, allowing her ample breasts freedom.
After removing his own fingerless gloves he slowly cradled and kneaded the pale white globes
of genetically engineered flesh. Lucia watched as her nipples began to harden at the attention
Bill's fingers supplied. She also noticed a flush of warmth rushing to her stomach and damp
heat rising from her crotch.

"Corporal, this..."

"I prefer Bill." He stated as he paused to run his fingertips over her nipples once more.

"Mmm... Bill this... reaction... does it... usually occur?" She managed between deep breaths.

"In my experience... most definitely."

Spurred by her obvious approval of his work, he slid his left hand past her toned stomach and
over the, rapidly dampening, thong-like piece of clothing covering her pubic area, which he
slid to one side. Lucia moaned slowly as the folds of her vagina were invaded by her partner's
index and middle digits.

Switching from one of her breasts to the other with his right hand, fingering her with his
left and stroking her clitoris slowly with his thumb, he quickly aided her ascent to the edge.
Holding her in such a possessive manner awakened within him an animalistic urge and he
began to suck and nibble on her neck, using the better part of his willpower to keep from
biting her outright.

She had her very first orgasm seconds after he'd added a third digit (his ring finger) to her womanhood.

Lucia slumped in his arms panting heavily as beads of sweat collected on her forehead. Bill
allowed her to rest for a while before lowering her to her back on his cot. Before she could
fully recover he'd removed the rest of her clothing and his own in preparation for the final
step.

Positioning himself between her legs he spread them once more and pressed his penis against
the entrance of her vagina. Opening her eyes once more, she watched him intently until he met
her gaze. He could easily read the desire in her feverish expression, what he didn't count on
however was the presence of fear.

"Lucia" He said softly, "this will hurt for a moment but I promise it will subside."

After a moment's hesitation she nodded and fully surrendered to this man whom she'd trusted
her life to (such as it is) in combat only weeks earlier. He kissed her forehead and slid his
manhood into her waiting pussy. Her back arched as she moaned as much in response to his
sudden entry, and the pain that accompanied it, as to the sensation of begin intimate with the
one she harbored feelings for. He covered her mouth with his own, kissing her deeply while
fully worshiping her body with every movement of his hips. Lucia wrapped her legs around his
waist tightly as she climbed higher and higher on the waves of sexual fulfillment, generously
provided by her CO [1].

Bill, for his part, was in a state of near shock. He was making love to an android. One that
had been ordered to terminate him in case he rebelled against the government and
attempted to join FALCON or escape, whichever came first... but his luck seemed to be
taking a turn for the better ever since the end of the war. His random musings faded as
he concentrated on the task at hand. The warmth of Lucia's body combined with the firm
but soft glove of her vagina was driving him mad. Unfortunately he soon realized that he'd
underestimated her strength as her thighs were slowly but surely cutting off his supply of
oxygen. He stopped and on que she opened her eyes and relaxed her hips gazing at
him questioningly.

"Maybe we should switch back."

When she didn't answer he went on...

"Your legs were.. ya know..."

He paused again but her blank and feverish stare was his only answer.

"It was kinda hard to breathe you've got a good grip there. So we need to change positions."

After a beat she nodded and they reluctantly separated.

"Do you have one in mind?" She asked in a hushed tone.

Without a word he sat upright on the edge of the cot and watched as she followed suit. He
guided her entrance back to his erect penis and allowed her to slide into her earlier
position atop him. Using his new found freedom of movement Bill took a few seconds to
trail his index and middle fingers to the android's lips. She eagerly accepted the digits,
sucking them with a desperate urgency. Once they were liberally covered with her synthetic
saliva Lucia, sensing his intent, guided his hand to her clitoris allowing him to stroke and
gently pinch the firm nub of flesh. Bill felt a sudden tightening of the android's vaginal
walls as a second later she climaxed. Her urgent quickening in speed as she rode out
her orgasm proved enough to send him into a series of gentle spasms, signifying his
own release.

As their bodily fluids mixed and pooled out of her body the two shared a quick, though no less
fiery, kiss. The couple rested on Bill's cot, wordlessly enjoying the company and sense of
companionship. As he abandoned himself to sleep, Lucia contemplated the days ahead and
decided that she wouldn't mind remaining in the war hero's presence as his lover for as long
as he desired her to do so. As she watched him sleep she realized that for the first time she
felt happy...


END


Author's Rant: I rewrote this one A LOT I just couldn't think up a very plausible reason for
Lucia to 'want' Bill but I solved that little problem. I hope.

[1] Just a little side note "CO" means (say it with me) "Commanding Officer" simple no?

Once again thanks go to Konami for the Contra series & a special thanks to Kron & Cobra
of WWOEC for letting a new writer put his crap on their site.