http://clampfix.fanworks.net/x-fix/armageddon.txt </head><body><pre>Armageddon X By Ć Author's foreword: Please note this isn't my first attempt at writing fics. I'm working on another one, just please give me a chance. I was up last nite watching Armageddon, and after the line in the movie stated "...fourteen brave souls..." the idea for a fic finally hit me...14, there's 14 characters in X, well amongst the DoE and the DoH, so I finally got it. This really isn't a stand alone crossover fic, because it's actually very similar to the movie. I kept alot of Rockhound's lines, because, in a sense, the lines are very similar to what I used as his replacement, Sora-chan. I was at a casting block, when I saw how some of the chracters wouldn't fit in all the way. So I'm using a few Gundam characters (Oy, forgive me o.O). But what amazed me is how easy it was to notice the similarity. Harry will be replaced by Fuuma. And his daughter (sister in this, Kotori) likes A.J. (Kamui) and, even though in Armageddon, Harry doesn't care too much for his daughter liking A.J. it was all too real for X. So in this, Fuuma wont care for Kamui liking his sis. I decided to leave Kakyou out of it, and put in Shougo. Kakyou just doesn't have much of a place in this. I also thought it was really freaky how Kusanagi would be Bear's replacement, because they're both just a bunch of big teddy bears. And, I wanted Aoki to have a big part, seeing as how neglected he is in X, and also that I think he's a cutie-patootie (^_^;;), so I gave him the part of Truman. Yuuto is going to play the part of Col. Sharp because he's an ass at first, but comes out to be nice in the end. And he fitted no where else. As for Max, I really didn't know who is replacement would be, so I threw in Duo. I was at a huge block for that. Another thing that amazed me, was how Chick is such good friends with Harry, and in a sense, Seishirou is good friends with Fuuma, so Seish is replacing Chick...and he's alot nicer in this fic, but won't you be surprised what I do with his character... The rest are pretty much neglected characters, and you really have to watch the movie alot to understand all the movie fill ins. DISCLAIMER: In the words of the great director Kevin Smith, "Disclaimer: A statement made to save one's own ass." I'm not getting paid for this, all characters are property of CLAMP, and Sunrise Entertainment, in association with Jerry Bruckheimer films. I realize how much trouble I could get into if I portray these characters as my own, and I'm sorry if I piss anyone off...and on a lighter note: this is gunna be one long ass fic, because the movie is quite lengthy itself. And on with the show... The command center of NASA in Houston, Texas wasn't really having much of a hectic day. Everyone was really just playing it cool, talking to some astronauts in outer space who were working on some technical diffuculty. Apparently, one of the satellites busted. Mr. Seiichirou Aoki stepped up to one of the command desks and spoke into the mic. "How you doing up there?" Aoki asked the working astronaut calmly. "Uh, um, I'm okay, boss. I've got it..." the astronaut replied nervously. "Okay, well we got a reading of your heart rate down here, I just need you to relax a little bit, okay?" "Yea, whatever you say..." the astronaut assured Aoki and went back to work. Aoki looked up from the mic and watched the huge screen display in front of the mission control. The astronaut fumbled his way through the satellite pieces. Then, all hell broke loose. Some object smashed into the astronauts helmet, breaking the protective glass, and leaving him gasping for air. Another object crashed into the satellite, as well as the shuttle where the astronaut was stationed. The screen popped up blank, with nothing but static. "Rewind it! What the hell happened?!" Aoki screamed at everyone. "Rewind it! Find out what happened!" The screen rewound to screaming and explosions. Aoki stared wide eyed into the projectory. "Okay, call up the Pentagon, we might have some missles here!" Aoki commanded. * * * The door of the Space Administration of the Pentagon slammed open, as a very angry Daisuke walked out, and into his limousine. There was quite the nervous scientist sitting across from him. "It, it might be a meteor sir," he noted to Daisuke. "Yeah, and it might be Santa Claus..." Daisuke retorted coldly. He picked up his mobile phone and began speaking. "Aoki, what the hell is it?" Meanwhile, back at NASA, Aoki was speaking to Daisuke. "We believe it's a meteor shower..." Aoki answered. "Well, I have to know for good, a hell whole of em' just crashed down and literally destroyed New York City. I've got the president up on Air Force One demanding answers...now, tell me what it is!" "Sir, we have nearly eleven thousand people here wondering the same thing, when we know, you'll know..." Aoki stated and hung up the phone. * * * It was a beautiful morning in the south China Sea. Fuuma Monou stepped happily up to his little golf stand he had set up. He positioned himself, and swung at the golf ball, shooting it to a Greenpeace boat that was floating around his oil rig. The protestors yelled "Stop the killing! Stop the killing!" over and over as Fuuma shot golf balls at them. "Rise and shine!" Fuuma yelled with a big smile on his face. Seishirou stepped up next to him. "What do you thinks wrong with them, Seish?" "Uh, I think they believe diggin' for oil is an evil thing, boss," Seishoirou replied with a friendly smile. "Do you know how much diesel that tanker boat dumps out an hour?!" Fuuma yelled at the protestors. "So, what's wrong, Seish?" "Ah, number two chewed a hundred and eighty feet last night..." "Who do we have to blame for this?" "Well, I'll give you two guesses, but you'll only need one..." Seish replied as Fuuma's eyes enlarged with anger. "God, dammit, Kamui!" Fuuma yelled as he threw his golf club out to the sea. * * * Fuuma stormed into Kamui's lot of a room. Kamui shot up shocked, out of his bed. "Kamui! Oh, sleeping, that's good, wake up!" Fuuma yelled at Kamui. "Fuuma!" Kamui screamed as he stood up. "Okay, you're pissed, I can see that..." "No, Kamui, I'm not pissed. You've seen me pissed, this is *way* beyond pissed...why did you set the second rig back up?" "Um, I had a hunch..." "You had a hunch...well, ten years from now, when you're all grown up, and have your own contract with your million dollars to spend on whatever you want, you can do whatever that little idiot Kamui mind of yours says to do. But as long as you see a sign out there that says 'Fuuma Monou Oil Company', you will do as I say. Got it?" Fuuma asked, scaring Kamui even more. "Right now, Kamui, I only want to hear five words from you..." Kamui opened his mouth, thinking of what he needed to say... "I'll," Fuuma started, and Kamui joined in. "never do that again..." "I'm sorry, that was stupid, I wasn't even thinking." Kamui began to apologize as Fuuma started to smell a rat. "Wait, Kamui...how long have you worked for me?" "Six, *wonderful* years...." Kamui spoke in an even more worried voice. "In those six years, you have never apologized this quick. Something's going on, and I'm going to find out what..." "No, I'm just turning over a new leaf. Learn from the man. What would Fuuma do?" Kamui began to Fuuma. Fuuma raised a hand, gesturing for Kamui to shut up. Fuuma looked over at the table and picked up a bra. He eyed Kamui in a very weird way. "I'm....at a loss for words..." Kamui began, as Fuuma gestured for him to shut up again. Fuuma walked his way over to Kamui's bed, and pulled down the covers slowly, revealing his sister, Kotori. She sat up, not very scared. "Hi, Fuuma." "....Kotori....." Fuuma looked displeased at his sister. He then glanced back at Kamui. "You wait here, I'll be right back." Fuuma stated calmly and walked out the door. Kamui shot out the opposite door, and began scurrying through the rig. Meanwhile, Fuuma was loading a shotgun, and talking to Sorata. "Did you know about this, Sorata?" Fuuma questioned Sora. "No, didn't have a clue." Sorata lied. Fuuma stepped out of the office the two were in. He spotted Kamui and raised the gun. "Fuuma...whoa! Whoa! Look, I'm sorry, can't we talk this out?" Kamui pleaded. "He's gunna shoot you..." one of the workers pointed out to Kamui. "Nah, no he's not, holy--!'' Kamui jumped as a bullet flew by him. "Fuuma!" Kotori yelled at her brother. Fuuma began walking, Seishirou along side him. "This is a serious thing, huh?" Seish asked. "Yes, very serious." Fuuma replied. "You're not gunna kill him, are you?" "Nah, just maybe shoot his leg off. Man can work with one leg. Remember ol' Quatre Winner? He worked with one hand all them years..." "Yeah, but he wasn't very good." Kamui ran past where Kotori was, and Kotori stepped in front of Fuuma's aim. "Fuuma, you can't do this! This isn't funny!'' Kotori yelled. "Now, Kotori-chan, step out of the way, dear, and go gets some clothes on," Fuuma stated as he lowered his gun. "Fuuma, this is bullcrap, you can't control my life anymore!" "Fine. CLOTHES! NOW!" Fuuma yelled and raised his gun again. Kotori stepped out of the way, finding Kamui not there. Kamui ran up to Kusanagi. "Kusa! You gotta help me! He's gunna kill me!" Kamui yiped at the giant. "Whoa, what's goin' on?" Kusa asked, trying to calm the hectic lad. "I dunno! Just, um, hit him with that big wrench when he walks by!" Kamui tried to whisper as he gestured to the huge wrench in Kusa's right hand. With that, Kamui shot off. By then, Fuuma and Seishirou made their way to Kusa. Kusanagi stepped in front of Fuuma and placed the wrench on his right shoulder. "Fuuma, I think you need to stop--" Kusa began as Fuuma raised the gun to his face. "You don't want none of this, Kus!" Fuuma warned the big lug. "Just tryin' to give my man a head start, that's all..." Kusa smiled and stepped out of the way. Kamui finally made his way into a cluttered part of the rig, he had no where to go. Fuuma, Seish, Sora, and Kusa made their way to Kamui. "Okay, Fuuma! Man to man! I have to tell you! Honestly!" Kamui started as Fuuma pointed his gun at him. Hesitantly, Fuuma dropped the gun to his side. "Well?" Fuuma asked. "I love her." "WAY WRONG ANSWER!" Fuuma shouted and raised the gun. Within the next five seconds, there was a gun shot, and Kamui began screaming. "Whoa, whoa, Fuuma. It's gettin' real..." Seishirou said calmly. Kotori ran up to Kamui's side, yelling at her brother. Kamui was holding his leg. "Oh, come on! It was just a piece of shrapnel, he ain't hurt!" Fuuma assured the two. "Yeah, it's all funny til' someone gets shot in the leg!" Kamui stated. "Hey! Pucker up! We got some associates in from Beijing!!" Sorata announced. Okay, there, I noticed the fic was getting a bit long...my God, this is gunna be a REALLY long fic...well anyways...part two is on the way...</pre><p><a href="./">Back</a></p><p><a href=http://www.dreamhost.com/donate.cgi?id=216><img border=0 alt="Donate towards our web hosting bill!" src=https://secure.newdream.net/donate1.gif></a></p></body></html>