GUN's Requiem: Choir of Shadows

This is this, the end is nigh!

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Holy mother of god... what hit me?

Holy crap, who turned out the lights?

"You know, sometimes I really hate you..."

...Huh? Who said that?

"I mean, I got all dressed up for the big celebration, and then my moral confides kick in! So here I am, sitting here with someone I barley know, waiting for them to wake up... damn heartstrings..."

...Davidson?

Okay, what in the hell is going on here? One second I'm on a helicopter, and the next thing I know, I'm stuck here in total darkness, listening to what I BELIEVE is someone I know going on about me...

WHAT THE FUCK IS-

"Wait... oh hell no... you have GOT to be fucking kidding me..."

Did I miss something?

"Sweet Jebus... Doctor Vipe, I think he's coming too!"

Okay, now I'm confused...

"I can see that..."

"He's really waking up?"

"From the looks of it..."

They're... talking about me, I suppose... so that means...

Whoa... holy crap, feelin weird... icky weird, not good weird...

Oh boy... gettin dizzy...

Holy crap, bright light!

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, OH SHIT!

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Kain groaned as he gained his vision, meeting the florescent lights above him. He was in a hospital room, lying in a typical patient's bed. He was hooked up to an IV, with monitors displayed his vital signs.

Without warning, he jerked, shooting up, his eyes wide with his hand over his mouth. He turned and suddenly threw up... right onto the doctor...

Kain coughed and wheezed as he wiped his mouth and groaned.

"Ah hell..." The doctor griped, his voice thick with a British accent, "It never fails..."

Vipe looked down at Kain, who was now sitting upright, "Well, I suppose you chose a good a time as any to wake up. Name's Vipe, glad to see you're up and at em'"

Kain rubbed his eyes, suddenly feeling a little better. He looked at the doctor and took in his features. He was relatively young, with curly brown hair, brown eyes, and a defined 5 o'clock shadow. "Umm... sorry about... that" Kain muttered.

Vipe shook his head, "It happens... I'm gonna go clean up, I'll explained what's going on when I get back, I'm sure you'll be fine until then..." He said as he turned and left the room.

Kain sighed and closed his eyes, and sat there until the silence was broken, "So... you always do that when you wake up?"

Kain turned, and was met with quite the sight. Standing the, in full dress uniform, was Leth Davidson...

Kain grinned, "Well, well, well... lookie what we've got here..." he said as he looked him over.

The G.U.N. Army dress uniform was traditionally made, and colored a deep shade of blue. A nameplate reading, DAVIDSON, along with several pieces of brass were pinned on the coat, from the standard symbols, to the stripes on his shoulders... wait... stripes?

He inspected his shoulder, and saw the distinct rank of... Private First Class?

"Alright kid... what the hell happened? And just why do you have one extra stripe on your shoulder?" Kain asked with a smirk.

Davidson chuckled lightly, and his face began to brighten, "Well... I was promoted after the mission... for getting you out alive" He said.

Kain's face went dark, "The mission... how'd that go... what happened?" He asked looked up at the PFC.

Davidson sighed and sat down, "Sir... I don't know what to say..." he started, "The mission, officially, was a failure, because we didn't kill Shadow" He explained.

"But... unlike the previous attempts, we got out alive... which counts for something. My report was interesting as well, I told them about how I got out alive... I'm not sure if they believed me though."

"I'll have to ask you about that later... but what abut the others? Locke and Higgens?" Kain asked.

Davidson sighed once again, "They... were killed just after you lost consciousness at the warehouse... Locke was skewered, while Higgens... was pretty much... broken..." He grimly said.

Davidson sighed once again as he looked Kain over. Davidson hadn't seen Kain until a few days after he was brought in, and despite being in a coma for a week, he didn't look bad at all. He was bare chested, as the doctors hadn't been able to put him in a gown, it was obvious he took care of himself, as muscles were visiable along his upperbody. Davidson didn't know how old Kain was, but he guessed he was in his mid-twentys. His face was tired but stern, his black hair was made in a crewcut, and his eyes were a deep shade of green.

Davidson couldn't help but think that Kain was good looking, "Alot better then I am" Davidson thought meagerly.

The two sat in silence, until Kain asked, "I was knocked out... how long was I out for?"

Davidson hesitated for a moment, until answering, "You've been out for a week..."

Kain sighed and looked himself over and felt his face. Yup... , his hair had gotten longer, he could also feel a beard growing... "Okay, I can buy that..." He said.

Once more, a silence filled the air, "What's... how... what happened to the others? Are they still...?" Kain slowly asked.

Leth quietly answered, "They were recovered... what's left of them... they were given proper burials..."

Kain silently cursed... how had it all gone so badly? "What happened? how did the mission end up going so... wrong?" he asked, looking over at the PFC.

Davidson sighed, this conversation had gone really sour, really fast, "I don't know sir... I suppose we just... underestimated him..." he answered, "I'm not in any position to say why it went so wrong... that's not my job..."

"All I know is that we made it out of there alive... and quite honestly sir... that's all that matters to me" he said with a cold face.

Then... Kain remembered... he had to know... "Davidson... why where you even there?"

Davidson narrowed his eyes and looked away, "My... Dad's a general" He said, "He wanted me to follow in his footsteps, and did everything he could to get me ahead."

"And so he sent you out there?" Kain asked.

"Yeah" Davidson replied, "I told him I didn't think I could do it... I've only been in G.U.N. for about a month"

Kain's jaw dropped, "What kind of father would send his son on a suicide mission?" he asked in shock, "And you've only been in G.U.N. for a month...? That's... not right..."

Davidson nodded, he'd never liked his dad, he'd never thought that he as good enough to be the son of a military man, and always held him up to impossible standards. There were other things his father didn't like about him... but those were a bit more personal.

The door opened, breaking the silence that had grown, "Alright, now that I'm acceptable, do you have any questions?" Doctor Vipe asked as he walked through the door.

Kain looked at the PFC, then the doctor and took a deep breath, "Only two" He said, "First... where the hell am I?"

Davidson shook his head... he'd forgotten to tell him exactly where he was... oops...

Vipe answered, "You're at the Fort Saint Danial infirmary, near Westopolis, you were brought here a week ago after your mission went south" He said in his British tongue, "You suffered intense second-degree chaos energy burns, along with a mild concussion, that's why you were out for an entire week"

"So what happened to me?" Kain asked, "I was hit full blast by an entire fucking wave of chaos energy, wouldn't that do something to me?"

Vie shook his head, "We ran extensive tests and have fund no evidence of anything." he explained, "There should be nothing to worry about"

Davidson breathed a breath of relief upon hearing the doctor's words... he hadn't told them that he had been hit with the same blast...

Kain nodded, "Alright, good enough for me" he said, "Alright, second question... when can I get the hell out of here?"

Vipe chuckled, "Just as I suspected from a soldier..." He said, "Well, we need to run a few more tests, and make sure your well enough to leave, but if all goes well, I could say you could be out of here by this evening"

"I assume you want to leave as soon as you can, so I'll go get the others set up for the tests, it's mostly just checking samples and such, don't worry" Vipe said as he left, leaving the two soldiers by themselves.

Kain looked back at Davidson, who was still looking at the door, "Seems like I might be getting out of here by tonight" Kain said.

Davidson looked over at him and nodded, "Yeah, seems like it" he said.

"Alright, I'm just too damned curious, why in the hell do you have your dress uniform on?" Kain asked, a smile growing on his face.

Leth hummed as he looked himself over, "Hah, I was wondering when you'd get around to asking me" He said, "There's a big event going on"

Kain raised eyebrow, "What kind of event?" He asked.

"A ball" Leth said, "You see, there's this comet coming around that apparently only passes by Earth every fifty years, and G.U.N.'s throwing a ball"

Kain thought for a second, "Wasn't there a festible being thrown because of that? he asked, "I think I remember reading something about it"

Davidson nodded, "That's the Fire In The Sky Festiable, that's for everybody, G.U.N.'s throwing their own party"

"And your not there?" Kain asked, "Shouldn't you be there with whoever else is going? I mean, you should be having a good time, not sitting around with a guy in a coma"

Leth shrugged, "I... I just felt like I should be here..." He said quietly, "And it paid off!"

"But if you weren't going to go, why are you all dressed up?" Kain asked.

Davidson shrugged, "Well, I wanted to be part of the celebration anyway... besides, I'll go for any excuse to put this thing on... I look great in it!"

"Well, I'm glad you're here... It would have been a hell of a lot worse if I just woke up in a lonely hospital room with only myself and that British guy to keep me company" Kain said.

There was a bit of silence, until Kain spoke up once more, "You know... we never properly introduced ourselves"

Leth chuckled and held out his hand, "Private First Class Leth Davidson" He said.

Kain reached out and grabbed the hand, shaking it, "Sergeant First Class Mathew Kain" he replied.

Mathew smirked, "A comet huh? I'm sure that'll be interesting..."

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And so it ends... the curtain falls on... the sun sets... the last beer is drank...

But don't fret! This is only the beginning... literally.

G.U.N.'s Requiem is a planned trilogy, which means that there'll be two more stories that follow this one (But I'm sure you know what a trilogy is). They will take place at different points in the Sonic Timeline. As you can tell from the ending, this takes place after Sonic Adventure, but before Shadow The Hedgehog (So you know what's coming up next!).

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