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Spoilers for Black Cat Chapter 91+
Four Ways the Lucifer Nano-machines did not Affect Train and One Possible Way It Could Have.
By Icka! M. Chif
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One:
“Do you understand, Train?” Creed’s expression was a chaotic cross between angry and confused. “Just now… that bullet that just hit you was no normal bullet! It’s filled nano-machines that forcefully changes a human’s anatomy! A special bullet filled with ‘Lucifer’!”
“Now that you mention it, you’re saying that…“ Train looked down at his right forearm, where the bullet had imbedded itself in it. “I’ll change into some sort of monster…?”
Before Creed could answer Train’s question, the former Number XIII doubled over, clutching his stomach. Clouds of steam rose above him as he sank to his knees, obscuring him from view. Eve whimpered, her nano-machines reacting in sympathy to Train’s.
”Oi!” Sven stared from his crouched position against the church wall at the cloud of steam. “Oi! Train! Answer me!”
There were no other words until the cloud faded, leaving a pile of clothing on the floor. Even the Hoshi no Shito members just watched in awe, waiting in hushed anticipation.
”What-?” Rinslet breathed as the clothing began to move.
A half-grown Jellico Cat stepped out of the clothing, all black except for it’s white whiskers and a white patch on his chest, similar to Train’s white shirt.
The black cat mewled, looking up at them with Train’s wide gold eyes.
”Oh, yes.” Eve deadpanned. “A horrible monster indeed.”
Train sneezed.
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Two:
“Ekidonna.” Creed turned his back on the stubborn Black Cat, who was ignoring his bleeding arm. “Open the door.”
The woman with the Taoist Gating ability looked shocked. “Is it alright?” She questioned, looking at where Train stood serenely. “The Black Cat…”
“Don’t worry about him.” Creed dismissed it. “Regardless of what will happen I don’t want to see him cha-“
Train lost his serene appearance as he gasped, steam rising off of him. Creed’s wish of not seeing him change went unfulfilled as he turned to stare as the nano-machines wreaked havoc with the ex-assassin.
The steam cleared, allowing them to make out some rather unusual physical characteristics.
Large Pointed Triangular Ears.
Lashing Tail.
Paws with claws.
Train looked at them in confusion, running a pink tongue over his newly sharpened teeth.
”Ah… a CATBOY?!” Rinslet screeched, jaw dropping in shock. Eve turned her head away, covering her mouth to hide a giggle.
Aside from the rather noticeable new physical characteristics, Train still looked like himself. Just a more feline self.
”What?” He asked, giving her an irritated look.
“Cute!” Before Train could express more than that, he found himself glomped by a very appreciative Creed, who happily wrapped himself around Train.
Train screeched and lashed out with his new found claws as only a pissed off cat can.
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Three:
“Train?” Sven questioned once his friend stopped steaming.
“I’m okay, I’m okay.” Train waved off the injured man’s help as he stood up. “That was… hey, is that my voice?!” He cleared his throat, reaching up to touch his neck, where the choker was resting lower than usual. “Is –that- MY voice?!”
“Uh, Train?” Rinslet ventured.
“Yeah?” Train tapped his throat again, looking down with a perplexed expression on his face. It was higher than normal.
Then he realized that there was something blocking the downwards view. Something protruding from his chest. Curious, he poked one. Felt like skin.
Sven let out a small whimpering sound that caused Train to jerk almost guiltily, looking up at his friends. Sven was pointedly not looking in his direction, face red. Rinslet and Eve were blushing as well, not quite as bright red and looked… amused?
”You’re falling out.” Rinslet informed him, her voice almost a squeak.
“Huh?” Train looked at them blankly. Then the pieces started to fall together in his head and he fled the room, dashing into the bathroom and the closest mirror.
The face in the mirror was easily recognizable, he’d memorized the features long ago, but they were clearly not his own. He could hear the others scramble to fill the door way behind him, but it was a distant sort of thing.
Instead, his mind was filled with one main echoing thought.
”Why the frack do I look like SAYA?!”
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Four:
"I don't get it." Train groaned. He looked green and sick. The reason for this was his sudden inability to keep anything in his digestive system for the past two days, ever since he'd been shot by the Lucifer nano-machine filled bullet. Even his beloved normal milk wasn't staying down. "I don't think the nano-machines had any effect on me..."
"I think it did." Eve informed him. She opened a bottle she had left earlier to get from the local store. "Here. Swallow these."
Train gave her a slightly suspicious look, then took the two tablets she had given him. Eve had a strange sense of humour, but she probably wouldn't try to kill him until after she'd surpassed him. He obediently swallowed them.
"Talk to me in twenty minutes." Eve deadpanned and wandered off.
Twenty minutes later, Train tracked down the little shape shifter. "Thanks, Princess! I don't know what you gave me, but it worked."
"Here." She handed him the bottle. "You can keep them. You'll probably need them in the future."
"Huh?" Curious, he looked at the label. Lactaid, a Digestant Dietary Supplement for the Lactose Intolerant.
Lactose.
Milk.
"CURSE YOU, CREED!!!"
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And One Possible Way it Did:
"Train!" Sven grinned. "You're back to your normal size!"
"Not all of me." Train admitted smugly, smoothing his shirt over his belt buckle. "Some parts are bigger."
-fin-
Spoiler-iffic Note:
In the manga, when Train gets shot by the Lucifer Nano-machines, he pulls a Detective Conan and shrinks, de-ageing by about 10 years.
And I severely apologise for the last one. *thwaps head on desk* we are not going to be pervy with the Black Cat cast, we are not going to be pervy with the Black Cat ca- aw, frag it. ¬_¬
Spoilers for Black Cat Chapter 91+
Four Ways the Lucifer Nano-machines did not Affect Train and One Possible Way It Could Have.
By Icka! M. Chif
-
One:
“Do you understand, Train?” Creed’s expression was a chaotic cross between angry and confused. “Just now… that bullet that just hit you was no normal bullet! It’s filled nano-machines that forcefully changes a human’s anatomy! A special bullet filled with ‘Lucifer’!”
“Now that you mention it, you’re saying that…“ Train looked down at his right forearm, where the bullet had imbedded itself in it. “I’ll change into some sort of monster…?”
Before Creed could answer Train’s question, the former Number XIII doubled over, clutching his stomach. Clouds of steam rose above him as he sank to his knees, obscuring him from view. Eve whimpered, her nano-machines reacting in sympathy to Train’s.
”Oi!” Sven stared from his crouched position against the church wall at the cloud of steam. “Oi! Train! Answer me!”
There were no other words until the cloud faded, leaving a pile of clothing on the floor. Even the Hoshi no Shito members just watched in awe, waiting in hushed anticipation.
”What-?” Rinslet breathed as the clothing began to move.
A half-grown Jellico Cat stepped out of the clothing, all black except for it’s white whiskers and a white patch on his chest, similar to Train’s white shirt.
The black cat mewled, looking up at them with Train’s wide gold eyes.
”Oh, yes.” Eve deadpanned. “A horrible monster indeed.”
Train sneezed.
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Two:
“Ekidonna.” Creed turned his back on the stubborn Black Cat, who was ignoring his bleeding arm. “Open the door.”
The woman with the Taoist Gating ability looked shocked. “Is it alright?” She questioned, looking at where Train stood serenely. “The Black Cat…”
“Don’t worry about him.” Creed dismissed it. “Regardless of what will happen I don’t want to see him cha-“
Train lost his serene appearance as he gasped, steam rising off of him. Creed’s wish of not seeing him change went unfulfilled as he turned to stare as the nano-machines wreaked havoc with the ex-assassin.
The steam cleared, allowing them to make out some rather unusual physical characteristics.
Large Pointed Triangular Ears.
Lashing Tail.
Paws with claws.
Train looked at them in confusion, running a pink tongue over his newly sharpened teeth.
”Ah… a CATBOY?!” Rinslet screeched, jaw dropping in shock. Eve turned her head away, covering her mouth to hide a giggle.
Aside from the rather noticeable new physical characteristics, Train still looked like himself. Just a more feline self.
”What?” He asked, giving her an irritated look.
“Cute!” Before Train could express more than that, he found himself glomped by a very appreciative Creed, who happily wrapped himself around Train.
Train screeched and lashed out with his new found claws as only a pissed off cat can.
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Three:
“Train?” Sven questioned once his friend stopped steaming.
“I’m okay, I’m okay.” Train waved off the injured man’s help as he stood up. “That was… hey, is that my voice?!” He cleared his throat, reaching up to touch his neck, where the choker was resting lower than usual. “Is –that- MY voice?!”
“Uh, Train?” Rinslet ventured.
“Yeah?” Train tapped his throat again, looking down with a perplexed expression on his face. It was higher than normal.
Then he realized that there was something blocking the downwards view. Something protruding from his chest. Curious, he poked one. Felt like skin.
Sven let out a small whimpering sound that caused Train to jerk almost guiltily, looking up at his friends. Sven was pointedly not looking in his direction, face red. Rinslet and Eve were blushing as well, not quite as bright red and looked… amused?
”You’re falling out.” Rinslet informed him, her voice almost a squeak.
“Huh?” Train looked at them blankly. Then the pieces started to fall together in his head and he fled the room, dashing into the bathroom and the closest mirror.
The face in the mirror was easily recognizable, he’d memorized the features long ago, but they were clearly not his own. He could hear the others scramble to fill the door way behind him, but it was a distant sort of thing.
Instead, his mind was filled with one main echoing thought.
”Why the frack do I look like SAYA?!”
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Four:
"I don't get it." Train groaned. He looked green and sick. The reason for this was his sudden inability to keep anything in his digestive system for the past two days, ever since he'd been shot by the Lucifer nano-machine filled bullet. Even his beloved normal milk wasn't staying down. "I don't think the nano-machines had any effect on me..."
"I think it did." Eve informed him. She opened a bottle she had left earlier to get from the local store. "Here. Swallow these."
Train gave her a slightly suspicious look, then took the two tablets she had given him. Eve had a strange sense of humour, but she probably wouldn't try to kill him until after she'd surpassed him. He obediently swallowed them.
"Talk to me in twenty minutes." Eve deadpanned and wandered off.
Twenty minutes later, Train tracked down the little shape shifter. "Thanks, Princess! I don't know what you gave me, but it worked."
"Here." She handed him the bottle. "You can keep them. You'll probably need them in the future."
"Huh?" Curious, he looked at the label. Lactaid, a Digestant Dietary Supplement for the Lactose Intolerant.
Lactose.
Milk.
"CURSE YOU, CREED!!!"
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And One Possible Way it Did:
"Train!" Sven grinned. "You're back to your normal size!"
"Not all of me." Train admitted smugly, smoothing his shirt over his belt buckle. "Some parts are bigger."
-fin-
Spoiler-iffic Note:
In the manga, when Train gets shot by the Lucifer Nano-machines, he pulls a Detective Conan and shrinks, de-ageing by about 10 years.
And I severely apologise for the last one. *thwaps head on desk* we are not going to be pervy with the Black Cat cast, we are not going to be pervy with the Black Cat ca- aw, frag it. ¬_¬
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Date: 2005-10-20 10:54 am (UTC)(Ranma 1/2 chase scene ensues)
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Date: 2005-10-20 08:13 pm (UTC)It appears that we've picked up a Train-chibi for the Voices to play with. Who makes random comments. Thankfully, Saguru-chibi and Kaito-chibi appear to be asleep or I'd be in real trouble.
-Part of this is your fault, you know. Actually a great deal of it is. You and your wonderful Train and Creed fics. *blows a raspberry* Nyah nyah.
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Date: 2005-10-20 09:34 pm (UTC)I'm glad to share the 'pain'. *chuckle*
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Date: 2005-10-20 12:29 pm (UTC)gods... that was GREAT! I'm gonna have to point my friend to this XD XD XD
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Date: 2005-10-20 02:05 pm (UTC)"Train!" Sven grinned. "You're back to your normal size!"
"Not all of me." Train admitted smugly, smoothing his shirt over his belt buckle. "Some parts are bigger."
I gotta draw that out. The expression I picture Sven to have- priceless!
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Date: 2005-10-20 04:07 pm (UTC)Icka's corrupting more and more fandoms! XDD
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Date: 2005-10-20 05:50 pm (UTC)Not hentai! Amazingly enough. XDchibified!Train. Him and Conan running around, Conan dragging him out of mischief, absolutely spazzing out of his mind because Train will go off and get into the maximum amount of available trouble. And Conan also throwing a pitchfit about the Eve's nanites because that's not possible and Ai going 'hmmmmmm, innnteresting' and abducting Eve and Train for experiments and... um, I should shut up now, shouldn't I. XDno subject
Date: 2005-10-20 07:49 pm (UTC)Although if Kaito and Saguru ever wake their butts up for TGZ, there's a crossover that's BEGGING to be done.
Cause really, Sven's outfit? Kid's. >D
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Date: 2005-10-21 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-21 02:57 am (UTC)It should be "Four Ways the Lucifer Nano-machines did not Affect Train..", though. I doubt they caused him to exist.
("Affect" comes from Latin meaning "a thing done to __," or "to do something to ___". "Effect" comes from "a thing done from/out of ___," i.e., a result, or "to perform a result." The Nano-machines effected a change on the person of Train. The change affected his behavior. See?)
A Jellico Cat. /me extends appreciation for a fellow reader of Old Possum. ^_^
And that last bit isn't pervy so much as -- guy-ish. The sort of behavior expected out of any guy over the age of twelve who has absorbed the cultural conditioning that the size of a man's genitalia is an appropriate measure of his worth. ^_^
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Date: 2005-10-22 01:04 am (UTC)I'd always heard that a Jellico cat was a black cat with white whiskers, but did some quick research and found that they don't nessacarily hafta have white whiskers, just have both black and white fur. ^^;
Thanks! Nice to know that I'm not being pervy. Whew.
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Date: 2005-10-23 10:31 pm (UTC):Wrong-ness!!:: XDDD