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TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
Welcome to the Preserved Archives of Ideas and Narratives, this is basically a full on dumping grounds for story ideas in my brain that aren't leaving but are not interesting enough to warrant my brain giving numerous chapters.
I see quite a few big fic writers on this forum as well as in SB and SV make this post and shove all the ideas down it and probably never let them see light... Unless the subsequent idea is requested a lot or the brain has decided. 'You are chosen. You will now have your own Thread.'
Anyway, the Preserved Archives of Ideas and Narratives is basically my mental PAIN and my brain's anguish as we try to continue stories but the Muse decides on a lot of 'Hey hey, What If *Mutter mutter mutter* derailing ideas and thoughts intensifies.'
This is just the first post and I'll probably threadmark it as Index. It isn't meant to be a full on three thousand word explanation, this is just an explanation of what to expect from this thread. : p
PS: Decided to port it from my other account at a certain site I don't know if I'm allowed to mention here.
I see quite a few big fic writers on this forum as well as in SB and SV make this post and shove all the ideas down it and probably never let them see light... Unless the subsequent idea is requested a lot or the brain has decided. 'You are chosen. You will now have your own Thread.'
Anyway, the Preserved Archives of Ideas and Narratives is basically my mental PAIN and my brain's anguish as we try to continue stories but the Muse decides on a lot of 'Hey hey, What If *Mutter mutter mutter* derailing ideas and thoughts intensifies.'
This is just the first post and I'll probably threadmark it as Index. It isn't meant to be a full on three thousand word explanation, this is just an explanation of what to expect from this thread. : p
PS: Decided to port it from my other account at a certain site I don't know if I'm allowed to mention here.
From Absolute Zero to Absolute Monster (Pokemon SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
From Absolute Zero to Absolute Monster - Hmm. It would appear I am a Pokemon now... fuck it let's roll with it. (Pokemon SI)
My current predicament is less than ideal.
Why? One might ask.
Well it is just that I am currently a pokemon, a Magikarp to be exact. Now to be honest, I don't mind being the splashing memed fish, hopefully being said fish will help me get over my thalassophobia. No, my problem is one thing.
"Hey, this pokemon's a rare and powerful kind, even amongst its kind it is rarer. I'll give it to you for a thousand pokedollars."
Yep, I'm a magikarp that is in the care of this tool who is trying to 'swindle' trainers to buy a magikarp who would be 'useless' until they reached a certain threshold.
Now I was kind of hoping I would be able to train myself somewhere and get to my Gyarados form, but nope. Apparently when I was thrown into the primordial soup of multiversal reincarnation, I hit the strangest predicament and was slapped into a magikarp body and more or less gained coherency in the hands of the swindler. It was a very strange set of events, but all I could do is roll with the hand I've been dealt.
Even if I somehow managed to escape the swindler, I'd be easy pickings and an easy meal for any bird pokemon. Hell, I'd be in just as much danger of getting picked up by a person and they'd decide I was something good to eat. I haven't seen a 'real' animal in pokemon, and judging by there are still meat dishes, I have to conclude that pokemon aren't just fighters and friends, but they are also food.
Makes sense, but it was a terrifying thought since I was now a pokemon and a very fat and edible looking fish.
On a less disturbing sidenote, I'm actually bigger than the average of my species... actually judging by the sheer size difference between myself and the few other magikarp I was able to 'stand' beside, I was easily quadruple the size of a regular magikarp. The only thing that crosses my mind is that I might be an Alpha Magikarp, but I could just as easily be an odd member of the species so I'll just keep that thought away for now.
Regardless, I'm more or less a little bit restricted in my movements for now, still even with my size I was still a magikarp. People still underestimate pre-evolutions and magikarp was the most memed out of all of them, often being seen and understandably so as the weakest pokemon considering the first move that was available to it is only Splash.
"Uhm... Can I buy them?"
Hearing that question, I couldn't help but blink before I turned my head slightly from my resting spot beside the bench the swindler was sat on. Judging by his frozen form, he was surprised that someone was 'stupid' enough to take the offer, but he was quick to capitalize on the opportunity.
The one who asked that question appeared to be a girl, she was young, most likely a trainer that just started out as I can see like three pokeballs on her waist. She looked rather familiar actually, but for the life of me I can't remember why.
But for now, I do hope she buys me, I'll have a lot more freedom than being stuck in this swindler's box. The fact I am hoping I get purchased feels a little awkward but it is somewhat understandable from their point of view, as it is like buying yourself a new fish pet. It is just that this fish has the chance of evolving into a rage filled danger noodle.
Anyway, back to the young girl who is apparently going to try and purchase me. If she shills out a thousand pokedollars to unintentionally free me from this idiot, then the least I could do is help her if she is a trainer... if she isn't then I'll just have to splash around until I escape. Then again that might not be possible since I might get put in a pokeball.
Speaking of which, I'm surprised the swindler didn't decide to continue and try to keep me in my pokeball. Eh, he's probably thinking my abnormal size will attract potential buyers. Not a bad call really. Oddly enough the insides of pokeballs are actually interesting, I thought it would be something like being put in stasis, but then again pokemon are capable of bursting out of it as well as hearing things from outside while they are in it.
The inside of a pokeball is some weird techno-sorcery, it is basically semi-digitizing the pokemon before bringing us inside. From there the pokeball will create a 'simulated world' that best suits the pokemon captured. Mine is apparently really large lake in the middle of a plain forest, it's more or less a glorified natural bedroom. Hmm, I wonder if other pokeballs offer different benefits in the simulation department, because even a blind and deaf idiot could sense the world inside the pokeball is fake as hell and can break out accordingly. Now, how can a pokemon break out of a pokeball?
Well I have firsthand experience when the swindler tried to put me in the ball, all you have to do is thrash around. The simulated world inside a pokeball is a mix of being stable and unstable, which is the best I could put it, as such the environment is rather fragile, much more fragile compared to the real world. Where as the rocks in the real world need a tremendous amount of force to shatter like the move Rock Smash, in the simulated world just rapidly thrashing will 'rip' it apart.
Destroy too much of the simulation and the pokeball will force you out, and depending on how bad the simulation had to repair the damage will determine if the pokeball needs a repair or a full on replacement. Like I said, it is somewhat interesting.
"Pleasure doing business with you miss Daisy, here's his pokeball."
Blinking, I mentally gave myself a light slap as I zoned out a little and missed the swindling. But what I didn't miss was the girl who bought me moving to stand in front of me. I took in her appearance, golden blonde hair, emerald green eyes, along with a little mole on her cheek beside her right eye, and again, there is something about her that is familiar. Daisy looked into my own eyes and she gave me a shy smile, her hand slowly but gently raising itself to my forehead, just close enough that I could flop closer to press against it.
I used an AI Art gen to draw her younger. My potato pc doesn't seem to like it when I try to do anything but use the web nowadays.
"Hi there, my name is Daisy. I know I bought you, but... will you be my pokemon?"
Huh. She's rather nice, she could have easily just put me in my pokeball and bring me with her, I wouldn't have minded since it would have taken me away from this poke center. Then again, I'm not gonna complain about this, she's deliberately not being antagonistic so might as well be friendly to her in return. Using my deceptively strong flippers and tail, I flopped forward and pressed my forehead against her hand. A shame I can't exactly speak like how Team Rocket's Meowth can.
"Thank you... Do you have a name?"
Hearing her question, I shook my head no at that and she seemed to pout before shaking her head in response. Crossing her hands over her chest, she looked at me with a smile on her face.
"Then if you don't mind, I'll give you one!"
It's kind of somewhat odd more or less having a 'one-sided' conversation, but then again people also talk to their pets even if they can't talk back. It's just that pokemon can be the loosest approximation of a pet considering their ability to tear shit up if not careful. Oh wait I need to reply, I did what I hope is the 'fish' version of a shrug.
"Hmm... how about Puppy?"
More or less my narrowed gaze made her giggle at me before she waved her hands in front of her in apology. I may be a fish right now but I still want to retain SOME of my dignity.
"Ok then, that's a no, uhh... how bout... ah! How about Zero? Since I just started my journey and you became part of my team before my first gym."
Blinking, I rolled the name in my head. Zero, huh I don't really have any adverse reactions to that name. Also she hasn't gotten past her first gym yet and she's willingly spending her most likely limited pokedollars on me? She's either very brave or very naive, judging by the fact she hasn't had her first gym battle yet I'm going to go with naive.
More or less I nod my head at her as best I can, and I watched as she beamed at me with a huge smile on her face and a twinkle in her emerald eyes. She then raised her hand and placed it on my head befor- oh that feels rather good actually. Daisy was scratching the top of my head and I couldn't help but lean into her hand, I may be a male but head scratches are always nice.
"Well then Zero, let's get you in your ball and I can introduce you to the others later!"
Well alrighty then, I didn't fight the beam as I was brought back into my little simulated world of a bedroom, splashing into the false water and sitting on the top of said water with a look of contemplation in my eyes. This was going to be a very strange but most likely interesting life.
Just as I thought that though, I realized now just why does this girl look and feel familiar. She's much younger than how I remember her, but combined with the name... I'm in the team of Misty's oldest sister, Daisy.
This is a surprise, but judging by her age and the fact I don't see the other sisters with her, then that probably means that the Cerulean Gym is being managed by someone else... Actually how exactly did Misty and her sisters get the gym? Did they take it over? Is it part of their family?
Well, at least I probably won't be bored in the future. I'd rather become a gyarados in the future than stay as a magikarp, maybe even learn how to fly. That would scare a lot of people... that sounds fun.
I heard a faint voice, and realized it was Daisy's she must be looking at my pokeball and speaking aloud.
"Glad you're part of the team Zero, I'm now one step closer to being a Water Pokemon Master."
Ah. So that's her goal. Ambitious and a goal that would need powerful pokemon. Right, Daisy you seem to be a nice gall.
Let's see if I can help you reach that endgame.
My current predicament is less than ideal.
Why? One might ask.
Well it is just that I am currently a pokemon, a Magikarp to be exact. Now to be honest, I don't mind being the splashing memed fish, hopefully being said fish will help me get over my thalassophobia. No, my problem is one thing.
"Hey, this pokemon's a rare and powerful kind, even amongst its kind it is rarer. I'll give it to you for a thousand pokedollars."
Yep, I'm a magikarp that is in the care of this tool who is trying to 'swindle' trainers to buy a magikarp who would be 'useless' until they reached a certain threshold.
Now I was kind of hoping I would be able to train myself somewhere and get to my Gyarados form, but nope. Apparently when I was thrown into the primordial soup of multiversal reincarnation, I hit the strangest predicament and was slapped into a magikarp body and more or less gained coherency in the hands of the swindler. It was a very strange set of events, but all I could do is roll with the hand I've been dealt.
Even if I somehow managed to escape the swindler, I'd be easy pickings and an easy meal for any bird pokemon. Hell, I'd be in just as much danger of getting picked up by a person and they'd decide I was something good to eat. I haven't seen a 'real' animal in pokemon, and judging by there are still meat dishes, I have to conclude that pokemon aren't just fighters and friends, but they are also food.
Makes sense, but it was a terrifying thought since I was now a pokemon and a very fat and edible looking fish.
On a less disturbing sidenote, I'm actually bigger than the average of my species... actually judging by the sheer size difference between myself and the few other magikarp I was able to 'stand' beside, I was easily quadruple the size of a regular magikarp. The only thing that crosses my mind is that I might be an Alpha Magikarp, but I could just as easily be an odd member of the species so I'll just keep that thought away for now.
Regardless, I'm more or less a little bit restricted in my movements for now, still even with my size I was still a magikarp. People still underestimate pre-evolutions and magikarp was the most memed out of all of them, often being seen and understandably so as the weakest pokemon considering the first move that was available to it is only Splash.
"Uhm... Can I buy them?"
Hearing that question, I couldn't help but blink before I turned my head slightly from my resting spot beside the bench the swindler was sat on. Judging by his frozen form, he was surprised that someone was 'stupid' enough to take the offer, but he was quick to capitalize on the opportunity.
The one who asked that question appeared to be a girl, she was young, most likely a trainer that just started out as I can see like three pokeballs on her waist. She looked rather familiar actually, but for the life of me I can't remember why.
But for now, I do hope she buys me, I'll have a lot more freedom than being stuck in this swindler's box. The fact I am hoping I get purchased feels a little awkward but it is somewhat understandable from their point of view, as it is like buying yourself a new fish pet. It is just that this fish has the chance of evolving into a rage filled danger noodle.
Anyway, back to the young girl who is apparently going to try and purchase me. If she shills out a thousand pokedollars to unintentionally free me from this idiot, then the least I could do is help her if she is a trainer... if she isn't then I'll just have to splash around until I escape. Then again that might not be possible since I might get put in a pokeball.
Speaking of which, I'm surprised the swindler didn't decide to continue and try to keep me in my pokeball. Eh, he's probably thinking my abnormal size will attract potential buyers. Not a bad call really. Oddly enough the insides of pokeballs are actually interesting, I thought it would be something like being put in stasis, but then again pokemon are capable of bursting out of it as well as hearing things from outside while they are in it.
The inside of a pokeball is some weird techno-sorcery, it is basically semi-digitizing the pokemon before bringing us inside. From there the pokeball will create a 'simulated world' that best suits the pokemon captured. Mine is apparently really large lake in the middle of a plain forest, it's more or less a glorified natural bedroom. Hmm, I wonder if other pokeballs offer different benefits in the simulation department, because even a blind and deaf idiot could sense the world inside the pokeball is fake as hell and can break out accordingly. Now, how can a pokemon break out of a pokeball?
Well I have firsthand experience when the swindler tried to put me in the ball, all you have to do is thrash around. The simulated world inside a pokeball is a mix of being stable and unstable, which is the best I could put it, as such the environment is rather fragile, much more fragile compared to the real world. Where as the rocks in the real world need a tremendous amount of force to shatter like the move Rock Smash, in the simulated world just rapidly thrashing will 'rip' it apart.
Destroy too much of the simulation and the pokeball will force you out, and depending on how bad the simulation had to repair the damage will determine if the pokeball needs a repair or a full on replacement. Like I said, it is somewhat interesting.
"Pleasure doing business with you miss Daisy, here's his pokeball."
Blinking, I mentally gave myself a light slap as I zoned out a little and missed the swindling. But what I didn't miss was the girl who bought me moving to stand in front of me. I took in her appearance, golden blonde hair, emerald green eyes, along with a little mole on her cheek beside her right eye, and again, there is something about her that is familiar. Daisy looked into my own eyes and she gave me a shy smile, her hand slowly but gently raising itself to my forehead, just close enough that I could flop closer to press against it.
I used an AI Art gen to draw her younger. My potato pc doesn't seem to like it when I try to do anything but use the web nowadays.
"Hi there, my name is Daisy. I know I bought you, but... will you be my pokemon?"
Huh. She's rather nice, she could have easily just put me in my pokeball and bring me with her, I wouldn't have minded since it would have taken me away from this poke center. Then again, I'm not gonna complain about this, she's deliberately not being antagonistic so might as well be friendly to her in return. Using my deceptively strong flippers and tail, I flopped forward and pressed my forehead against her hand. A shame I can't exactly speak like how Team Rocket's Meowth can.
"Thank you... Do you have a name?"
Hearing her question, I shook my head no at that and she seemed to pout before shaking her head in response. Crossing her hands over her chest, she looked at me with a smile on her face.
"Then if you don't mind, I'll give you one!"
It's kind of somewhat odd more or less having a 'one-sided' conversation, but then again people also talk to their pets even if they can't talk back. It's just that pokemon can be the loosest approximation of a pet considering their ability to tear shit up if not careful. Oh wait I need to reply, I did what I hope is the 'fish' version of a shrug.
"Hmm... how about Puppy?"
More or less my narrowed gaze made her giggle at me before she waved her hands in front of her in apology. I may be a fish right now but I still want to retain SOME of my dignity.
"Ok then, that's a no, uhh... how bout... ah! How about Zero? Since I just started my journey and you became part of my team before my first gym."
Blinking, I rolled the name in my head. Zero, huh I don't really have any adverse reactions to that name. Also she hasn't gotten past her first gym yet and she's willingly spending her most likely limited pokedollars on me? She's either very brave or very naive, judging by the fact she hasn't had her first gym battle yet I'm going to go with naive.
More or less I nod my head at her as best I can, and I watched as she beamed at me with a huge smile on her face and a twinkle in her emerald eyes. She then raised her hand and placed it on my head befor- oh that feels rather good actually. Daisy was scratching the top of my head and I couldn't help but lean into her hand, I may be a male but head scratches are always nice.
"Well then Zero, let's get you in your ball and I can introduce you to the others later!"
Well alrighty then, I didn't fight the beam as I was brought back into my little simulated world of a bedroom, splashing into the false water and sitting on the top of said water with a look of contemplation in my eyes. This was going to be a very strange but most likely interesting life.
Just as I thought that though, I realized now just why does this girl look and feel familiar. She's much younger than how I remember her, but combined with the name... I'm in the team of Misty's oldest sister, Daisy.
This is a surprise, but judging by her age and the fact I don't see the other sisters with her, then that probably means that the Cerulean Gym is being managed by someone else... Actually how exactly did Misty and her sisters get the gym? Did they take it over? Is it part of their family?
Well, at least I probably won't be bored in the future. I'd rather become a gyarados in the future than stay as a magikarp, maybe even learn how to fly. That would scare a lot of people... that sounds fun.
I heard a faint voice, and realized it was Daisy's she must be looking at my pokeball and speaking aloud.
"Glad you're part of the team Zero, I'm now one step closer to being a Water Pokemon Master."
Ah. So that's her goal. Ambitious and a goal that would need powerful pokemon. Right, Daisy you seem to be a nice gall.
Let's see if I can help you reach that endgame.
Mother's Constructed Alternatively (Cyberpunk SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
Mother's Constructed Alternatively - Mom's Built Different - How I got transferred into a Mom's body and roll with it... Kinda. (Cyberpunk SI)
Blankly, I couldn't help but stare at the mirror. My latest memories came to me in a blur, I died in a car accident and I would later find myself in the body of someone else and in a world I was not familiar with at all. The only thing I recognize is the setting from an anime I watched. Taking in my new appearance, I raised a hand and pressed it against her/my cheek feeling the smooth skin out.
Dark red hair, dark brown eyes, and those two little marks next to her/my right eye. A relatively young looking face, one that is very familiar if only because that first episode was so... jarring.
I haven't really known much about Cyberpunk other than the theme and maybe heard about the game in passing, the only ones I knew best were a few snippets of trailers of Cyberpunk 2077, and the anime Edgerunners. Of which when I was told I'll be dropped before the edgerunner anime, I thought about intervening and saving David and as much of his crew as possible.
Although that decision was pretty much made for me when I looked into the mirror.
Despite the younger appearance, it would be hard for me to NOT recognize the body I seemed to have took over as Gloria Martinez, aka little David's mother. Of which I could already tell from my brief foray into her memories that she had already given birth to David, and that his father apparently ditched them.
Knowing that and knowing her circumstances in the anime, I couldn't help but feel deep admiration for the woman. A single mother somehow raising David by herself and somehow not getting killed in this edgefest of a city, not only that she managed to scrounge up enough funds to send him to Arasaka Academy. I can get why she would do so, she's one of the good parents who basically wants to make sure their child would have all the tools to make his way out in the world.
But knowing what I do now, I'm mixed on whether I should even follow her lead and send the little mijo to the Academy. She meant well, but Gloria should have realized the amount of sheer opposition her son would be going through in order to just learn. Not to mention even if I don't know much about the setting, I do know Arasaka is a MegaCorp and those are notorious for having every employee and the damn janitor being so cutthroat that I expect them to be planning ways to get themselves promoted while murdering their rivals.
Sighing, I moved away from the mirror and took a seat on the couch. This apartment wasn't the one I knew from the show, it was something else and- ah I can hear him crying.
The maternal instincts of this body, and my own inherent desire to soothe the child made me immediately stand up and rush over to David's baby room. There wasn't much there, but going from her memories, I knew Gloria was a mom who took her job as a parent seriously. The room was dotted with colorful paints and there was a counter, a crib, a makeshift collapsible playpen, and even a working crib mobile.
Going into the room I heard the crying soften and I saw David's little eyes look into my own through the transparent walls of his crib. His little baby face splitting into a wide toothless smile as he babbled and reached out to me with his tiny hands. Mentally I bit my lip, Gloria, I don't know if you are still here or if I merged and subsumed you completely. But... I'm sorry for barging into your body and stealing your life, but I promise to look after David as best as I can.
"There's my little mijo~ You wanted to see mama?~"
The words easily came out of my mouth as I approached the crib and smiled down at baby David. Ay Dios mio the little tyke is so fucking cute, the intrusive thoughts came through my head and won. My hands reached out gently pinched his little cheeks before shaking them lightly, causing David to let out an adorable giggle.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuck, Gloria why did you have to make David so fucking cute. Then I remember David's later years and my face twitched, I don't know how to be a parent but by god I'm going to try my hardest.
I gently pick up little David and noticed he was reaching for my chest... Ah, he's hungry. Right, I should warm up some baby formula or milk.
Ok, Should be easy enough to warm a bottle really. Gloria's done this a lot and I have quite a few of her memories and instincts to go with them.
Cradling him in one arm, I held David as I walked around to start making the bottle with one hand. It wasn't as difficult as I thought it would be to be honest.
Regardless of that, I let my body's instincts control me for a bit and watch with a careful eye as David looked between me and my one hand doing all the work, his little face in some kind of a trance as he babbled at me. It was an odd experience being a mom, going by Gloria's memories, now though compounded upon with knowledge of my past life but I roll with it, as I didn't really feel that disturbed about it...
Dios mio I think Gloria and I merged, so that probably meant my thought process may be a little odd. These new but well developed instincts, and my new handle on español puertorriqueño, it's actually a little funny. I get to embarrass mijo in the future with some Spanish.
It took a while but I finished, and gently tilted the warm bottle and supported David's head, his face that of infantile joy as he drank the warm bottle of milk.
As for raising David, I may have her memories, her instincts, and definitely her skills, but I am not going to be able to raise him well as I am right now. In this massive edgefest of a city I need to be careful with my options for jobs to help me raise mijo as I could easily get killed or worse, but thankfully the being who threw me here allowed me a few boons.
One is to give me the absolute peak of a natural human body, which to be honest that is probably why my tits are rather larger now while having some rather compact but stronger muscles. But aside from that, I know this most likely wouldn't be enough for this madhouse of a world so I asked for the next boon to be a certain Brazilian's exoskeleton to augment myself. That suit was stupidly powerful considering it went up against the fucking Ripper even if the user had borderline crackhead determination.
Turns out asking that actually made the being laugh before she decided to give me a few more boons in return for surprising her so. Namely, the knowledge on how to repair and maintain the exoskeleton which is a godsend because I forgot to ask about that, as well as mental recordings of said Brazilian's skills, martial arts, and his sword art. While she wouldn't give me the sword and the ignition saya, she gave me the blueprints for it in my head along with an eidetic memory.
She even casually brought the Brazilian into the void with us, and after being surprised, he was told about what I plan on doing with his skills. He then laughed in a good natured manner, he laughed while clapping before going around my distorted at the time body and inspecting me up and down before shrugging and patting me on the shoulder.
After talking for a few moments he simply told me to just try and not make a mess of his sword school. Huh, Samuel Rodriguez was rather chill as long as he hasn't chosen your ass for extermination. Then again even with Raiden, despite the threat of free limb separation, he was still making quips and talking to the cyborg ninja like he was a dear friend he wanted to stab in the guts... Which, you know, that is a mood we've all been there.
All of a sudden I David gurgle and shook myself from my thoughts to see little David pushing his little head away from the bottle. He's finished already? Recalling some of Gloria's memories of the little mijo, I realized they were not consistent, then again this is the time were she still doesn't know much how to mom, so I have to fumble my way through it too I suppose.
"You full mijo?"
I whispered to the baby and couldn't stop the smile on my face even if I tried when David babbled at me with that little toothless smile on his face. Drool and a little bit of milk dribbling down his face, I tut and cradle him in one hand and used my shirt to dry off the excess.
"Such a messy eater you are David, I'll need to teach you table manners in the future."
His response was just baby chatter as he grabbed my shirt and started twisting it in his tiny hands, letting out another giggle as he did so.
"Doooon't be like that Mijo, it's night time, you should sleep. Come on, mama will stay here with you."
Once again, only the sounds of David babbling at me was heard in response to me.
To be honest, it didn't take long for little David to fall asleep... Along with myself, I only realized that when I woke up with a killer pain on my neck and my back.
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Well this was an annoying situation I had gotten myself into. It wasn't really dangerous for myself really, it was more so inconvenient since my targets were rather quick on their feet. They probably have some chrome to replace their legs, should keep that in mind once I corner them, they'd most likely use them in close quarters.
Adding onto the convenience was the fact these idiots were bobbing and weaving in and out of alleys as well as going through crowds of people to try and lose me.
Now normally I wouldn't have given a single fuck and simply blown my way through them all civvies included, but the old man's been harping on my case more than usual so I had to be careful.
He threatened to stop providing ammo for my guns for free... I had to comply. Otherwise after I simply beat my enemies to death with my fists, it would get boring after a while, can't have that, I enjoy my job too much to let it get that boring. Plus I'm not THAT creative with planning deaths. Damn it you old bastard.
Hmm?
Now those three are converging together, they're running towards one of those megacomplexes. The roads were relatively empty, all that was between them was a woman and a stroller. A meat mother and meat baby duo, civvies, though the woman was oddly dressed with that trench coat, her face was visible. She was ignorant and making stupid faces at her baby no doubt.
The lead target apparently was going to do a drive by kill, judging by him pulling out a sword. Just as he got within five feet of her, blood was spilled, but to my surprise it wasn't the woman's it was the sword wielder's.
I watch as the woman snapped her head to look at her assailant with a snarl on her face as she gripped the hand that was holding the sword and crushed it with her fingers. My target staggered back with a choked scream, only to get lifted into the air as the woman twirled in place and performed a high kick that sent the guy spinning.
Impressive, for a meaty civvie. I thought to myself as I continued striding for the group, the woman then caught the sword and- oh that's fucking beautiful. Turned the next target into meaty spaghetti like a pinata exploding into fleshy ribbons and giblets. I should have the old man get me one of those swords in my size.
But, business before pleasure. It was annoying to activate it for something so trivial but I need one of these targets alive, I keep telling the old man I do better killing than fucking catching.
My perception of time started speeding up as the world around me slowed to a crawl, my body moving at speeds that should not be possible with the laws of physics and all that crap as I more or less flew down the road in order to grab the last target and pull her back from getting unfortunately turned into meat confetti.
Time resumed as the meat in my hand started thrashing around screaming. At least up until I pressed my cannon into the back of her skull. She got real quiet after that, turning my gaze over to the woman I looked her over and saw she was simply staring at me with eyebrows raised.
Huh, not scared of me? Not too sure whether she is brave or stupid. "You almost killed all my targets."
"So? Am I supposed to give a damn about these idiots after they put my little mijo in danger? Plus that first guy I domed is still alive... Probably. I think?"
You know what? Fair, I would have probably done worse if they tried to steal my guns. Also he's still alive yes, his jaw's absolutely dust though. "Fair enough."
"Though I'm surprised. What are you of all people, doing all the way out here?"
"Adam Smasher."
Slightly altered due to being posted here.
Blankly, I couldn't help but stare at the mirror. My latest memories came to me in a blur, I died in a car accident and I would later find myself in the body of someone else and in a world I was not familiar with at all. The only thing I recognize is the setting from an anime I watched. Taking in my new appearance, I raised a hand and pressed it against her/my cheek feeling the smooth skin out.
Dark red hair, dark brown eyes, and those two little marks next to her/my right eye. A relatively young looking face, one that is very familiar if only because that first episode was so... jarring.
I haven't really known much about Cyberpunk other than the theme and maybe heard about the game in passing, the only ones I knew best were a few snippets of trailers of Cyberpunk 2077, and the anime Edgerunners. Of which when I was told I'll be dropped before the edgerunner anime, I thought about intervening and saving David and as much of his crew as possible.
Although that decision was pretty much made for me when I looked into the mirror.
Despite the younger appearance, it would be hard for me to NOT recognize the body I seemed to have took over as Gloria Martinez, aka little David's mother. Of which I could already tell from my brief foray into her memories that she had already given birth to David, and that his father apparently ditched them.
Knowing that and knowing her circumstances in the anime, I couldn't help but feel deep admiration for the woman. A single mother somehow raising David by herself and somehow not getting killed in this edgefest of a city, not only that she managed to scrounge up enough funds to send him to Arasaka Academy. I can get why she would do so, she's one of the good parents who basically wants to make sure their child would have all the tools to make his way out in the world.
But knowing what I do now, I'm mixed on whether I should even follow her lead and send the little mijo to the Academy. She meant well, but Gloria should have realized the amount of sheer opposition her son would be going through in order to just learn. Not to mention even if I don't know much about the setting, I do know Arasaka is a MegaCorp and those are notorious for having every employee and the damn janitor being so cutthroat that I expect them to be planning ways to get themselves promoted while murdering their rivals.
Sighing, I moved away from the mirror and took a seat on the couch. This apartment wasn't the one I knew from the show, it was something else and- ah I can hear him crying.
The maternal instincts of this body, and my own inherent desire to soothe the child made me immediately stand up and rush over to David's baby room. There wasn't much there, but going from her memories, I knew Gloria was a mom who took her job as a parent seriously. The room was dotted with colorful paints and there was a counter, a crib, a makeshift collapsible playpen, and even a working crib mobile.
Going into the room I heard the crying soften and I saw David's little eyes look into my own through the transparent walls of his crib. His little baby face splitting into a wide toothless smile as he babbled and reached out to me with his tiny hands. Mentally I bit my lip, Gloria, I don't know if you are still here or if I merged and subsumed you completely. But... I'm sorry for barging into your body and stealing your life, but I promise to look after David as best as I can.
"There's my little mijo~ You wanted to see mama?~"
The words easily came out of my mouth as I approached the crib and smiled down at baby David. Ay Dios mio the little tyke is so fucking cute, the intrusive thoughts came through my head and won. My hands reached out gently pinched his little cheeks before shaking them lightly, causing David to let out an adorable giggle.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuck, Gloria why did you have to make David so fucking cute. Then I remember David's later years and my face twitched, I don't know how to be a parent but by god I'm going to try my hardest.
I gently pick up little David and noticed he was reaching for my chest... Ah, he's hungry. Right, I should warm up some baby formula or milk.
Ok, Should be easy enough to warm a bottle really. Gloria's done this a lot and I have quite a few of her memories and instincts to go with them.
Cradling him in one arm, I held David as I walked around to start making the bottle with one hand. It wasn't as difficult as I thought it would be to be honest.
Regardless of that, I let my body's instincts control me for a bit and watch with a careful eye as David looked between me and my one hand doing all the work, his little face in some kind of a trance as he babbled at me. It was an odd experience being a mom, going by Gloria's memories, now though compounded upon with knowledge of my past life but I roll with it, as I didn't really feel that disturbed about it...
Dios mio I think Gloria and I merged, so that probably meant my thought process may be a little odd. These new but well developed instincts, and my new handle on español puertorriqueño, it's actually a little funny. I get to embarrass mijo in the future with some Spanish.
It took a while but I finished, and gently tilted the warm bottle and supported David's head, his face that of infantile joy as he drank the warm bottle of milk.
As for raising David, I may have her memories, her instincts, and definitely her skills, but I am not going to be able to raise him well as I am right now. In this massive edgefest of a city I need to be careful with my options for jobs to help me raise mijo as I could easily get killed or worse, but thankfully the being who threw me here allowed me a few boons.
One is to give me the absolute peak of a natural human body, which to be honest that is probably why my tits are rather larger now while having some rather compact but stronger muscles. But aside from that, I know this most likely wouldn't be enough for this madhouse of a world so I asked for the next boon to be a certain Brazilian's exoskeleton to augment myself. That suit was stupidly powerful considering it went up against the fucking Ripper even if the user had borderline crackhead determination.
Turns out asking that actually made the being laugh before she decided to give me a few more boons in return for surprising her so. Namely, the knowledge on how to repair and maintain the exoskeleton which is a godsend because I forgot to ask about that, as well as mental recordings of said Brazilian's skills, martial arts, and his sword art. While she wouldn't give me the sword and the ignition saya, she gave me the blueprints for it in my head along with an eidetic memory.
She even casually brought the Brazilian into the void with us, and after being surprised, he was told about what I plan on doing with his skills. He then laughed in a good natured manner, he laughed while clapping before going around my distorted at the time body and inspecting me up and down before shrugging and patting me on the shoulder.
After talking for a few moments he simply told me to just try and not make a mess of his sword school. Huh, Samuel Rodriguez was rather chill as long as he hasn't chosen your ass for extermination. Then again even with Raiden, despite the threat of free limb separation, he was still making quips and talking to the cyborg ninja like he was a dear friend he wanted to stab in the guts... Which, you know, that is a mood we've all been there.
All of a sudden I David gurgle and shook myself from my thoughts to see little David pushing his little head away from the bottle. He's finished already? Recalling some of Gloria's memories of the little mijo, I realized they were not consistent, then again this is the time were she still doesn't know much how to mom, so I have to fumble my way through it too I suppose.
"You full mijo?"
I whispered to the baby and couldn't stop the smile on my face even if I tried when David babbled at me with that little toothless smile on his face. Drool and a little bit of milk dribbling down his face, I tut and cradle him in one hand and used my shirt to dry off the excess.
"Such a messy eater you are David, I'll need to teach you table manners in the future."
His response was just baby chatter as he grabbed my shirt and started twisting it in his tiny hands, letting out another giggle as he did so.
"Doooon't be like that Mijo, it's night time, you should sleep. Come on, mama will stay here with you."
Once again, only the sounds of David babbling at me was heard in response to me.
To be honest, it didn't take long for little David to fall asleep... Along with myself, I only realized that when I woke up with a killer pain on my neck and my back.
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??? POV
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Well this was an annoying situation I had gotten myself into. It wasn't really dangerous for myself really, it was more so inconvenient since my targets were rather quick on their feet. They probably have some chrome to replace their legs, should keep that in mind once I corner them, they'd most likely use them in close quarters.
Adding onto the convenience was the fact these idiots were bobbing and weaving in and out of alleys as well as going through crowds of people to try and lose me.
Now normally I wouldn't have given a single fuck and simply blown my way through them all civvies included, but the old man's been harping on my case more than usual so I had to be careful.
He threatened to stop providing ammo for my guns for free... I had to comply. Otherwise after I simply beat my enemies to death with my fists, it would get boring after a while, can't have that, I enjoy my job too much to let it get that boring. Plus I'm not THAT creative with planning deaths. Damn it you old bastard.
Hmm?
Now those three are converging together, they're running towards one of those megacomplexes. The roads were relatively empty, all that was between them was a woman and a stroller. A meat mother and meat baby duo, civvies, though the woman was oddly dressed with that trench coat, her face was visible. She was ignorant and making stupid faces at her baby no doubt.
The lead target apparently was going to do a drive by kill, judging by him pulling out a sword. Just as he got within five feet of her, blood was spilled, but to my surprise it wasn't the woman's it was the sword wielder's.
I watch as the woman snapped her head to look at her assailant with a snarl on her face as she gripped the hand that was holding the sword and crushed it with her fingers. My target staggered back with a choked scream, only to get lifted into the air as the woman twirled in place and performed a high kick that sent the guy spinning.
Impressive, for a meaty civvie. I thought to myself as I continued striding for the group, the woman then caught the sword and- oh that's fucking beautiful. Turned the next target into meaty spaghetti like a pinata exploding into fleshy ribbons and giblets. I should have the old man get me one of those swords in my size.
But, business before pleasure. It was annoying to activate it for something so trivial but I need one of these targets alive, I keep telling the old man I do better killing than fucking catching.
My perception of time started speeding up as the world around me slowed to a crawl, my body moving at speeds that should not be possible with the laws of physics and all that crap as I more or less flew down the road in order to grab the last target and pull her back from getting unfortunately turned into meat confetti.
Time resumed as the meat in my hand started thrashing around screaming. At least up until I pressed my cannon into the back of her skull. She got real quiet after that, turning my gaze over to the woman I looked her over and saw she was simply staring at me with eyebrows raised.
Huh, not scared of me? Not too sure whether she is brave or stupid. "You almost killed all my targets."
"So? Am I supposed to give a damn about these idiots after they put my little mijo in danger? Plus that first guy I domed is still alive... Probably. I think?"
You know what? Fair, I would have probably done worse if they tried to steal my guns. Also he's still alive yes, his jaw's absolutely dust though. "Fair enough."
"Though I'm surprised. What are you of all people, doing all the way out here?"
"Adam Smasher."
Slightly altered due to being posted here.
Mother's Constructed Alternatively (Cyberpunk SI) 2
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
Outwardly, I was the epitome of calm, my poker face in my last life was considered one of the greatest and I'm glad it transferred to this life as well. But inwardly, I was freaking out so hard I think I might have a heart attack, the only reason I probably wasn't was because I would be leaving Mijo on his lonesome if I did.
On an unrelated note, I was surprised at how fast I could act on Sam's skills. I pretty much kicked the first guy in the face and sent him like twenty meters away. Not to mention I filleted the second guy in an act that would make Zandatsu users proud, I think I actually reduced parts of him into a meat slushy.
Back on the related note, I was freaking out because fucking Adam the Fucking Savage Smasher is standing right in front of me holding the last assailant by the back of her neck. Ok, act calm, I think Smasher's one of those guys that simply hates cowards, so as long as I talk normally I should survive.
"Doing a job. These three... Or now two I suppose, are capture targets. You turned one into a red chunky smoothie, nice job on that by the way."
I... don't know how to feel about that. On one hand, he is praising me turn someone into salsa, but on the other hand it's Adam Smasher. That is the most honest compliment I think I could probably ever get from him.
"Oh my, it's nothing. My late teacher would have been able to do that with one slash. I still have a long way to go."
What possessed me to say that, I have no idea. But technically Jetstream Sam is my 'teacher' mainly because the skills and knowledge were pretty much downloaded into me. But I still need to adapt it for this much shorter and much thiccer body.
"Anyway, need to take this sword? It did belong to your target."
"Why would I pick that up? I have my own weapons, if I need a sword I'd just get it myself."
"Aight fair, I'm keeping it then. Happy huntings Mr. Smashe-" I stopped when I heard David babble and clap at me, his little face smiling as he looked between me and Smasher. Now I don't know how to feel about this.
Quickly I placed the sword against his stroller and wipe my hands on my coat before picking up my baby. He's turning his gaze from me... to Smasher, David are you for real? Reaching one hand out to the silent full borg who is watching me and David.
"Why is your brat looking at me like that?"
"First of all, my little Mijo is not a brat. Second of all, I don't know... I think he likes you? Dee, don't point at people, it's rude."
Carefully cradling him with one arm, my other hand is gently fighting David to put his arms down and turn back to face me. But he was resisting, instead wanting to reach out towards the goddamn full borg, even as a baby you are ballsy.
"Your brat is either brave or stupid."
"He's a baby, you expect him to know what is dangerous already? I may have sponsored his existence into this world but even I know babies have the self-preservation skills of a blind cantaloupe until they grow older."
He seemed to be more focused on trying to reach out to Adam fucking Smasher. Mijo, stop being difficult, that guy is someone who could kill you currently with but a flick of his wrist.
...
Intrusive thoughts begone, that is the stupidest idea I have ever had the displeasure of thinking. So in an attenpt to expel the stupid idea, I turn to Smasher and bow a little at his direction before turning back and putting little Mijo back in his stroller. Though Smashman made a comment in reply to what I said.
"That seems the case with all meat I encounter."
"Ain't that the truth. I think the ones who try to fight you would be nominees for the Darwin Award."
"What the fuck's the Darwin Award?"
"Tongue-in-cheek award that congratulates complete idiots for removing themselves from tainting the human gene pool by dying or being evicted from life by their own stupid actions."
"Huh. There's an award for that?"
"It's mostly for the most incredibly stupidest deaths. Something on the level like some idiot dying to a poisonous snake after getting bit while they reached into the snake's tank to pick it up with their bare hands."
I could tell that both Smasher and the woman in his hand were looking at me with disbelief at how stupid that sounds. I nod at their disbelieving gazes.
"Yes, it is just that dumb. Kind of like those edgerunners who think they've got a chance in hell of fighting you without apt preparation. You grew old in a profession where the men and women die young, I'm frankly disappointed that those idiots don't recognize your veterancy."
I'm not hyping him up, it's just a fact, I think. I had idly browsed the wiki when I was watching the anime in order to somewhat understand what I was watching. Ran into a few reddit posts along the way that had some detail on his age and strength, bastard's old as fuck and still moving like a spring chicken and has the experience to match a war veteran.
"I don't care if they recognize it or not, more meat for the slaughterhouse all the same."
Shrugging, I pushed the stroller over to the guy I kicked in the face and saw he was unconscious. I could hear mild growling behind me, probably Smasher is interrogating that girl. Turning slightly to look behind myself, I saw Smasher was shaking her by the neck making her flop about in his grip, it looked kind of funny actually.
Looking down again, I made him land in a rather awkward position, I can't tell where the sheathe of this sword is on his person. Though thankfully it didn't take that long for me to remove the sheathe from him and add it onto my waist. It's a regular katana but it will have to do.
"Anyway, have a nice day Mr. Smasher, if you're staying in this area for a while I suppose I'll be seeing you around."
With my parting words said I began walking away from the scene, David looking up at me with giggles and toothless smiles on his face. I was about to pinch his cheeks when I noticed I still had blood on my face and little bit on the tips of my fingers, I just wiped them on my coat and humored little Davy as we left.
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Adam Smasher POV
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That was the strangest woman I have ever met. She knew that I was rather old, not many could pick up on that, much less recognize what that meant in my line of work.
Then there were her eyes, I recognize that kind of look, she was wary of me but was also warning me to not try anything. Hah! That was amusing at least, a mother that was very protective of her brat, and one that has the strength to back up her threats no less.
For a woman that has no chrome that I know of, she was fast with her swings and strong with her kicks. They were a little rigid but if I were to take her words seriously then that meant that she's still working out the specifics on altering the teachings for her body type.
A shame that she isn't an edgerunner, she might even give me a fun fight. But since she's got a kid then I highly doubt it.
...
Then again, Night City is a shithole that will drag anyone bastard down. Perhaps if I was lucky, the city will turn that woman an edgerunner, and then she will grow and I'll get some fun out of fighting her.
However the one thing that slightly bothers me about her is that from what I see she has no chrome. Bioware perhaps? Is that woman going the... Blackhand route? Argh, just thinking about that bastard makes me angry, didn't have the balls to fight me one on one. The one time when we could have finally duked it out and settled the score is of course the time a fucking nuke goes off below us and Blackhand scurries off like a goddamn weasel.
When the target in my hand started struggling, I was contemplating on killing her and be done with it. But the old bastard was clear that he wants me to bring them in and interrogate them myself, he knew that I would most likely kill them by the end of it... and he'd be right to be honest. Once I'm done with the questions I'll be giving them an all expense paid ticket to the afterlife.
Mentally letting out a sigh, I at least had a somewhat interesting day thanks to the woman... Ah, don't know her name... Eh I'll just get some meat sack back at Arasaka to tell me who she is. Should be easy enough.
Hmm, seeing her slice some meat into chunky bits makes me want to do something similar. I'll ask the old man if they have any swords my size.
But for now, I'm going to make the call.
...
Ah finally.
"Get a pickup on my location, I got two of the three targets. One of them died."
Just as quickly as I called, I closed it. Hmm, I'll probably need to explain that I wasn't the one who killed one of the three targets... That's going to be a fucking irritating talk.
Can only hope that I decently portrayed Smasher and his thoughts. (Again, I have no heavy experience with Cyberpunk. So I'm most likely fumbling.
On an unrelated note, I was surprised at how fast I could act on Sam's skills. I pretty much kicked the first guy in the face and sent him like twenty meters away. Not to mention I filleted the second guy in an act that would make Zandatsu users proud, I think I actually reduced parts of him into a meat slushy.
Back on the related note, I was freaking out because fucking Adam the Fucking Savage Smasher is standing right in front of me holding the last assailant by the back of her neck. Ok, act calm, I think Smasher's one of those guys that simply hates cowards, so as long as I talk normally I should survive.
"Doing a job. These three... Or now two I suppose, are capture targets. You turned one into a red chunky smoothie, nice job on that by the way."
I... don't know how to feel about that. On one hand, he is praising me turn someone into salsa, but on the other hand it's Adam Smasher. That is the most honest compliment I think I could probably ever get from him.
"Oh my, it's nothing. My late teacher would have been able to do that with one slash. I still have a long way to go."
What possessed me to say that, I have no idea. But technically Jetstream Sam is my 'teacher' mainly because the skills and knowledge were pretty much downloaded into me. But I still need to adapt it for this much shorter and much thiccer body.
"Anyway, need to take this sword? It did belong to your target."
"Why would I pick that up? I have my own weapons, if I need a sword I'd just get it myself."
"Aight fair, I'm keeping it then. Happy huntings Mr. Smashe-" I stopped when I heard David babble and clap at me, his little face smiling as he looked between me and Smasher. Now I don't know how to feel about this.
Quickly I placed the sword against his stroller and wipe my hands on my coat before picking up my baby. He's turning his gaze from me... to Smasher, David are you for real? Reaching one hand out to the silent full borg who is watching me and David.
"Why is your brat looking at me like that?"
"First of all, my little Mijo is not a brat. Second of all, I don't know... I think he likes you? Dee, don't point at people, it's rude."
Carefully cradling him with one arm, my other hand is gently fighting David to put his arms down and turn back to face me. But he was resisting, instead wanting to reach out towards the goddamn full borg, even as a baby you are ballsy.
"Your brat is either brave or stupid."
"He's a baby, you expect him to know what is dangerous already? I may have sponsored his existence into this world but even I know babies have the self-preservation skills of a blind cantaloupe until they grow older."
He seemed to be more focused on trying to reach out to Adam fucking Smasher. Mijo, stop being difficult, that guy is someone who could kill you currently with but a flick of his wrist.
...
Intrusive thoughts begone, that is the stupidest idea I have ever had the displeasure of thinking. So in an attenpt to expel the stupid idea, I turn to Smasher and bow a little at his direction before turning back and putting little Mijo back in his stroller. Though Smashman made a comment in reply to what I said.
"That seems the case with all meat I encounter."
"Ain't that the truth. I think the ones who try to fight you would be nominees for the Darwin Award."
"What the fuck's the Darwin Award?"
"Tongue-in-cheek award that congratulates complete idiots for removing themselves from tainting the human gene pool by dying or being evicted from life by their own stupid actions."
"Huh. There's an award for that?"
"It's mostly for the most incredibly stupidest deaths. Something on the level like some idiot dying to a poisonous snake after getting bit while they reached into the snake's tank to pick it up with their bare hands."
I could tell that both Smasher and the woman in his hand were looking at me with disbelief at how stupid that sounds. I nod at their disbelieving gazes.
"Yes, it is just that dumb. Kind of like those edgerunners who think they've got a chance in hell of fighting you without apt preparation. You grew old in a profession where the men and women die young, I'm frankly disappointed that those idiots don't recognize your veterancy."
I'm not hyping him up, it's just a fact, I think. I had idly browsed the wiki when I was watching the anime in order to somewhat understand what I was watching. Ran into a few reddit posts along the way that had some detail on his age and strength, bastard's old as fuck and still moving like a spring chicken and has the experience to match a war veteran.
"I don't care if they recognize it or not, more meat for the slaughterhouse all the same."
Shrugging, I pushed the stroller over to the guy I kicked in the face and saw he was unconscious. I could hear mild growling behind me, probably Smasher is interrogating that girl. Turning slightly to look behind myself, I saw Smasher was shaking her by the neck making her flop about in his grip, it looked kind of funny actually.
Looking down again, I made him land in a rather awkward position, I can't tell where the sheathe of this sword is on his person. Though thankfully it didn't take that long for me to remove the sheathe from him and add it onto my waist. It's a regular katana but it will have to do.
"Anyway, have a nice day Mr. Smasher, if you're staying in this area for a while I suppose I'll be seeing you around."
With my parting words said I began walking away from the scene, David looking up at me with giggles and toothless smiles on his face. I was about to pinch his cheeks when I noticed I still had blood on my face and little bit on the tips of my fingers, I just wiped them on my coat and humored little Davy as we left.
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Adam Smasher POV
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That was the strangest woman I have ever met. She knew that I was rather old, not many could pick up on that, much less recognize what that meant in my line of work.
Then there were her eyes, I recognize that kind of look, she was wary of me but was also warning me to not try anything. Hah! That was amusing at least, a mother that was very protective of her brat, and one that has the strength to back up her threats no less.
For a woman that has no chrome that I know of, she was fast with her swings and strong with her kicks. They were a little rigid but if I were to take her words seriously then that meant that she's still working out the specifics on altering the teachings for her body type.
A shame that she isn't an edgerunner, she might even give me a fun fight. But since she's got a kid then I highly doubt it.
...
Then again, Night City is a shithole that will drag anyone bastard down. Perhaps if I was lucky, the city will turn that woman an edgerunner, and then she will grow and I'll get some fun out of fighting her.
However the one thing that slightly bothers me about her is that from what I see she has no chrome. Bioware perhaps? Is that woman going the... Blackhand route? Argh, just thinking about that bastard makes me angry, didn't have the balls to fight me one on one. The one time when we could have finally duked it out and settled the score is of course the time a fucking nuke goes off below us and Blackhand scurries off like a goddamn weasel.
When the target in my hand started struggling, I was contemplating on killing her and be done with it. But the old bastard was clear that he wants me to bring them in and interrogate them myself, he knew that I would most likely kill them by the end of it... and he'd be right to be honest. Once I'm done with the questions I'll be giving them an all expense paid ticket to the afterlife.
Mentally letting out a sigh, I at least had a somewhat interesting day thanks to the woman... Ah, don't know her name... Eh I'll just get some meat sack back at Arasaka to tell me who she is. Should be easy enough.
Hmm, seeing her slice some meat into chunky bits makes me want to do something similar. I'll ask the old man if they have any swords my size.
But for now, I'm going to make the call.
...
Ah finally.
"Get a pickup on my location, I got two of the three targets. One of them died."
Just as quickly as I called, I closed it. Hmm, I'll probably need to explain that I wasn't the one who killed one of the three targets... That's going to be a fucking irritating talk.
Can only hope that I decently portrayed Smasher and his thoughts. (Again, I have no heavy experience with Cyberpunk. So I'm most likely fumbling.
Enemy Unknowingly (XCOM Advent Human SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
This is an idea in my head that has bounced around in my noggin for quite a bit, inspired heavily by a fic that is sadly ded, especially since I don't see much XCOM-fics out there. Then again there probably are and I'm just not looking hard enough, but I don't know if this idea will be interesting enough to warrant its own thread so I just slapped it here. Personally I think it is, but I'm not entirely sure still.
Anyway, just so you all know. Our SI here will be... A guy! I know, this is getting out of hand, I usually slap the SI with unfortunate gender reassignment. Anywho, he'll be getting a few choice abilities, ones that may not be entirely safe but might be fun to mess around with.
The second and BIG thing so that it doesn't blindside readers. Is that this version of the SI knows jackshit about XCOM. He doesn't know of the original UFO defense, he doesn't know EU/EW, and most importantly he doesn't know XCOM 2/WOTC.
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Enemy Unknowingly (XCOM Advent Human SI)
Aliens, actual aliens. Not even my mature mentality could curb the childish giddiness I'm feeling at seeing clear extraterrestrial life, especially during my younger years. Apparently they originally came in peace, reaching out to one of the human governments, specifically Europe and tried to communicate with them. Only for the government to capture the envoy and dissect them, which basically sparked off the Unification War.
I was only five when the war started I think on February 14, the governments of earth apparently had this joint army project called XCOM and it was the primary military force that fought with the Elders and their forces. Which to be honest, was rather fucking irritating to find out in history class. Well, I was more so irritated at the governments that usually sniped at each other than the actual XCOM.
Speaking of which, history actually acknowledged that XCOM was apparently really dangerous even to the technologically advanced might of the Elders and their forces. That's respectable at least, punching way above their weight class like that, even if they lost in the end.
The Unification War didn't last that long, like five months was all it took for the governments of earth to fold and capitulate. Which, again is a testament to how stubborn humans are really to stand in the face of such an overwhelming force.
Anyway, that's not the most important thing here. After Unification Day and the ADVENT Coalition forming, I began to see a few aliens around my neighborhood! There were those little 'generic' alien looking guys, the Sectoids, the serpentine Vipers of which they were mostly female, and the big hunched boys are called the Mutons.
I'll admit, looking back at my younger years, I may have been an idiot for trying to approach them to try and talk to them back in the early days of Unification. But hey, I think I managed to befriend a Viper patrol... Ok, they were just humoring me without liking me.
Though at one point I may or may not have sneaked some ham from the house as a gift to them. They were surprised at my gesture, and one was more than a little suspicious but the other viper looked at the other, motioning towards me. Most likely she was silently saying that I was a kid, no need to be so suspicious. After that first day, they usually passed by my house, it was nice to talk to them and learn more about their species, and even a bit of their culture... I sneaked in some more meat past my parents, the vipers were amused at my actions at least so that's a plus I think.
After interacting with them for a few years, I managed to learn how to speak the Standardized Xenolingua, and a little bit of the Viper species' mother tongue the Hisssong all at the age of 13 years old. Though I had a hard time speaking in it since I wasn't a viper. My attempts seemed to amuse the two viper girls, they apparently likened it to a viper hatchling trying to speak for the first time.
Which was a little embarrassing, but considering my age at the time was about just turning six, I guess I could see that. Still embarrassing though.
Years passed and I was interested in joining the ADVENT military for several reasons, one being that I kind of want some access to those guns of theirs, another being that I want to be in a position of power to protect the peace, third is that I was always interested in military affairs (it's why I play wargames a lot), and the fourth being that my little powerset I was given when I reincarnated was more suited for someone in a position of power. Mainly because that if I try and use it anywhere else, I'd just be raising questions from everyone around me.
Especially since ROB decided to be an arse and used a roulette wheel of all things to decide what kind of power to give me. The power to create strangely colored crystals, except that these crystals are materials that are basically huge middle fingers to the natural order. Thankfully I was also given the ability to reabsorb these crystals. As I'd probably get captured and either dissected or turned into a resource deposit if anyone found that out.
I still don't know whether I was a genius or a complete dumbass for choosing to join the ADVENT military, as I'd be practically using my ability right underneath the Elders' noses... or whatever passed for their nose, if they even have one. I've seen an Ethereal once, they usually wear these masks and robes, but I did find out they have four arms. Oh and that they are powerful psionics, I kind of want psionics, it is my favorite power set in sci-fi settings after all.
When I reached the age of 15, I researched as much as I could on how a military does it's thing. Logistics, tactics, training, army compositions, doctrines, and even read the legendary Art of War by Sun Tzu along with a few other choice military novels. Along with some engineering and energy science on the side whenever I could. I especially did not hesitate to remember and write down fictional officers, Thrawn most of all considering Star Wars was not a thing here.
A year and a half later during my Thesis, I was able to gather enough information and use my knowledge gathered from my talks with the various patrolling aliens that humored me enough to talk to me in order to create a book I called the Multi Race Doctrine. A book that detailed on ways to mix the various alien species of the ADVENT Coaltion into mixed species teams and use the advantages to cover each other's weaknesses, and how beneficial such an arrangement would be. I was kind of proud of that book to be honest, though it was filled with quite a bit of my ramblings. I had to rewrite the book several times because of the structuring of my sentences and reworking some of the more long winded paragraphs.
The deadline kind of screwed me over as my last rewrite still didn't feel right to me, it might just be the inner perfectionist within me wanting to make it better, but in the end all I could do was just bind the admittedly subpar book and submit it to my teacher. So imagine my surprise when not only did I get full marks for it, it was also shared with her colleagues and that I was given the funds to publish both physical and digital copies of it.
I wouldn't find out later until I graduated, that my book was actually being circulated through the ADVENT military and is a topic of interested discussion amongst the Ethereals. My family congratulated me for publishing such a book and earning a lot of money in the process. The spike in our finances actually gave my dad the chance to start his own industrial business, I didn't mind him using the money since I wasn't exactly a heavy spender. Though I did have to use some money to get a gift for my little sister.
After my graduation, I was approached by an ADVENT military official and offered an Officer position when I reached of age and enlisted. It was a stroke of good luck and fortune, I'd be an idiot to not take it. So as soon as my 18th birthday came around the corner, I made sure to prepare myself before enlisting.
So it was going to be an interesting time for me, serving the ADVENT military as a freshly recruited captain. Though I still wasn't assigned a unit, so I had to wait for that. Then again I'd have to wait anyway since I have to go through training and gene enhancements.
I knew I'd be in for a lot with the training almost making me want to die, but I signed up for that when I joined the military. Besides, patience is the name of the game. All good things come to those who wait. Opportunities will come and I can take them when it is beneficial.
Besides. What's the worse that could happen?
Anyway, just so you all know. Our SI here will be... A guy! I know, this is getting out of hand, I usually slap the SI with unfortunate gender reassignment. Anywho, he'll be getting a few choice abilities, ones that may not be entirely safe but might be fun to mess around with.
The second and BIG thing so that it doesn't blindside readers. Is that this version of the SI knows jackshit about XCOM. He doesn't know of the original UFO defense, he doesn't know EU/EW, and most importantly he doesn't know XCOM 2/WOTC.
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Enemy Unknowingly (XCOM Advent Human SI)
Aliens, actual aliens. Not even my mature mentality could curb the childish giddiness I'm feeling at seeing clear extraterrestrial life, especially during my younger years. Apparently they originally came in peace, reaching out to one of the human governments, specifically Europe and tried to communicate with them. Only for the government to capture the envoy and dissect them, which basically sparked off the Unification War.
I was only five when the war started I think on February 14, the governments of earth apparently had this joint army project called XCOM and it was the primary military force that fought with the Elders and their forces. Which to be honest, was rather fucking irritating to find out in history class. Well, I was more so irritated at the governments that usually sniped at each other than the actual XCOM.
Speaking of which, history actually acknowledged that XCOM was apparently really dangerous even to the technologically advanced might of the Elders and their forces. That's respectable at least, punching way above their weight class like that, even if they lost in the end.
The Unification War didn't last that long, like five months was all it took for the governments of earth to fold and capitulate. Which, again is a testament to how stubborn humans are really to stand in the face of such an overwhelming force.
Anyway, that's not the most important thing here. After Unification Day and the ADVENT Coalition forming, I began to see a few aliens around my neighborhood! There were those little 'generic' alien looking guys, the Sectoids, the serpentine Vipers of which they were mostly female, and the big hunched boys are called the Mutons.
I'll admit, looking back at my younger years, I may have been an idiot for trying to approach them to try and talk to them back in the early days of Unification. But hey, I think I managed to befriend a Viper patrol... Ok, they were just humoring me without liking me.
Though at one point I may or may not have sneaked some ham from the house as a gift to them. They were surprised at my gesture, and one was more than a little suspicious but the other viper looked at the other, motioning towards me. Most likely she was silently saying that I was a kid, no need to be so suspicious. After that first day, they usually passed by my house, it was nice to talk to them and learn more about their species, and even a bit of their culture... I sneaked in some more meat past my parents, the vipers were amused at my actions at least so that's a plus I think.
After interacting with them for a few years, I managed to learn how to speak the Standardized Xenolingua, and a little bit of the Viper species' mother tongue the Hisssong all at the age of 13 years old. Though I had a hard time speaking in it since I wasn't a viper. My attempts seemed to amuse the two viper girls, they apparently likened it to a viper hatchling trying to speak for the first time.
Which was a little embarrassing, but considering my age at the time was about just turning six, I guess I could see that. Still embarrassing though.
Years passed and I was interested in joining the ADVENT military for several reasons, one being that I kind of want some access to those guns of theirs, another being that I want to be in a position of power to protect the peace, third is that I was always interested in military affairs (it's why I play wargames a lot), and the fourth being that my little powerset I was given when I reincarnated was more suited for someone in a position of power. Mainly because that if I try and use it anywhere else, I'd just be raising questions from everyone around me.
Especially since ROB decided to be an arse and used a roulette wheel of all things to decide what kind of power to give me. The power to create strangely colored crystals, except that these crystals are materials that are basically huge middle fingers to the natural order. Thankfully I was also given the ability to reabsorb these crystals. As I'd probably get captured and either dissected or turned into a resource deposit if anyone found that out.
I still don't know whether I was a genius or a complete dumbass for choosing to join the ADVENT military, as I'd be practically using my ability right underneath the Elders' noses... or whatever passed for their nose, if they even have one. I've seen an Ethereal once, they usually wear these masks and robes, but I did find out they have four arms. Oh and that they are powerful psionics, I kind of want psionics, it is my favorite power set in sci-fi settings after all.
When I reached the age of 15, I researched as much as I could on how a military does it's thing. Logistics, tactics, training, army compositions, doctrines, and even read the legendary Art of War by Sun Tzu along with a few other choice military novels. Along with some engineering and energy science on the side whenever I could. I especially did not hesitate to remember and write down fictional officers, Thrawn most of all considering Star Wars was not a thing here.
A year and a half later during my Thesis, I was able to gather enough information and use my knowledge gathered from my talks with the various patrolling aliens that humored me enough to talk to me in order to create a book I called the Multi Race Doctrine. A book that detailed on ways to mix the various alien species of the ADVENT Coaltion into mixed species teams and use the advantages to cover each other's weaknesses, and how beneficial such an arrangement would be. I was kind of proud of that book to be honest, though it was filled with quite a bit of my ramblings. I had to rewrite the book several times because of the structuring of my sentences and reworking some of the more long winded paragraphs.
The deadline kind of screwed me over as my last rewrite still didn't feel right to me, it might just be the inner perfectionist within me wanting to make it better, but in the end all I could do was just bind the admittedly subpar book and submit it to my teacher. So imagine my surprise when not only did I get full marks for it, it was also shared with her colleagues and that I was given the funds to publish both physical and digital copies of it.
I wouldn't find out later until I graduated, that my book was actually being circulated through the ADVENT military and is a topic of interested discussion amongst the Ethereals. My family congratulated me for publishing such a book and earning a lot of money in the process. The spike in our finances actually gave my dad the chance to start his own industrial business, I didn't mind him using the money since I wasn't exactly a heavy spender. Though I did have to use some money to get a gift for my little sister.
After my graduation, I was approached by an ADVENT military official and offered an Officer position when I reached of age and enlisted. It was a stroke of good luck and fortune, I'd be an idiot to not take it. So as soon as my 18th birthday came around the corner, I made sure to prepare myself before enlisting.
So it was going to be an interesting time for me, serving the ADVENT military as a freshly recruited captain. Though I still wasn't assigned a unit, so I had to wait for that. Then again I'd have to wait anyway since I have to go through training and gene enhancements.
I knew I'd be in for a lot with the training almost making me want to die, but I signed up for that when I joined the military. Besides, patience is the name of the game. All good things come to those who wait. Opportunities will come and I can take them when it is beneficial.
Besides. What's the worse that could happen?
Vhalidictes
(Verified Demon)
- Location
- Las Vegas
I'm not a cyberpunk fan (younger me is pissed) and I've never seen the Anime, but those "new mother is secretly badass" snippets were really great.
Bonus, I learned who Adam Smasher is so I can walk into those fics not entirely blind. Thanks for writing it!
What's the plan for the Xcom-less insert? There are a bunch of ways that could go terribly and I'm not sure what you're leaning towards...
Bonus, I learned who Adam Smasher is so I can walk into those fics not entirely blind. Thanks for writing it!
What's the plan for the Xcom-less insert? There are a bunch of ways that could go terribly and I'm not sure what you're leaning towards...
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TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
It is basically SI as an ADVENT Officer, and XCOM is still around, just remember this is the time before XCOM 2, so Central is more or less trying to hold the remnants together while also searching for the Commander and helping local Resistance Cells.
In other words, SI and XCOM/Resistance will come to blows. Especially since I removed the SI's knowledge on the XCOM series, so as far as he 'knows', while they had a rocky start, the 'Alien Overlords' are good and nice.
It would make for an interesting premise at least.
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
You should see how you could do a Commander SI with a Zero-K Commander. [I love commander fics and I have been hungry for them.]
Enemy Unknowingly (XCOM Advent Human SI) 2
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
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Unknown Location
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Deep within a mighty fortress, sat a group of robed individuals, these individuals were gathered at an enormous round table, each of them speaking about different topics. Each of these individuals were the race the humans dubbed Ethereals during first contact, however these Ethereals looked different, whereas the uncommon Ethereal existed on the physical plane, these individuals were all projecting their consciousness into truly ethereal forms using their great amount of psionic energy.
These Ethereals are known to the whole of ADVENT, the rest of their client races, and even their own people as 'The Elders', a group of old Ethereals whose psionic power has grown to great heights, to the point that their power has their client races convinced that they are gods that have chosen to walk amongst them. The Elders were currently arguing about a certain topic.
"It has been 13 years since Earth's Unification Day, why are you talking about the humans now brother?"
It was a valid point made by one of the Elders in a gravelly voice, granted they were discussing about their plans for the humans and the rest of their client races following the annexation of Earth and her human governments. But apparently one of the Elders, the one that proposed the 'human' troopers project no less was bringing up the humans again.
"That is because it has been 13 years that some complications are beginning to rise. We may have 'human' soldiers, however the rest of the human populations are starting to get suspicious of them, and of us by proxy."
"I thought your 'human' foot soldier project would be able to appease their worries and show the masses that there are plenty of 'humans' that 'accept' us. That it would 'Show them the Potential of what they could do with our guidance.' when you proposed the idea."
"It succeeded greatly! However throughout the years as more of our foot soldiers patrolled the streets, more and more of the human populace were able to observe them every day for years and they are starting to get suspicious. Mainly due to the fact the soldiers on 'break' never take their helmets off and the fact that in all their years they haven't spoken in anything other than Military Xenolingua. A good number of humans are beginning to think that the soldiers aren't actually human." The Elder grumbled in an echoing rumble.
"Following up on that, because quite a few are being suspicious, more and more humans are refusing to go to our gene therapy clinics. This is going to slow down progress on the project. We will need to find a way to increase the amount of human volunteers going to our gene clinics." Another elder spoke up in a sirenic song with a more female quality to it.
"Then action must be taken to rectify these problems, the project must not be hindered at all costs. Does any one of you have a solution?" An echoing ethereal voice resounded throughout the chamber, coming from the elder projection that has a more extravagant mask. The High Elder spoke for the first time during the meeting.
None of the assembled elders seem to have any ideas, they all were looking at each other's projections with a slight nervous air to them. It was true that the project is important and it must succeed, but they had to make sure it was discreet as possible since the majority of their client races do not know of the project in the first place. The only ones who knew were their most loyal forces who have been specially picked and mind-vetted by at least three elders. All belonging to their aptly named Guardian Division and seen by their client races as the Elders' Royal Guard.
Silence and nervousness permeated throughout the room before the High Elder tilted their head, as if an idea had just sprung up at that moment. "Hmm... Perhaps that could work..."
Hearing the oldest amongst them wonder aloud, the rest of the assembled elders were curious. The elder that proposed the 'human' foot soldier project spoke up. "You have a proposition, High Elder?"
"Indeed. If the humans wish to see the faces of our soldiers... Then we will oblige them. I propose the creation of several human task force units within the ranks of ADVENT, all comprising of humans given the minimum of genetic enhancements that will not result in outward alterations, while also not installing any command implants in any of them."
The proposition began sparking a debate amongst the assembly of elders, the idea was a valid one but there are also inherent risks to them. One of the elders immediately spoke up after a few minutes of quiet debating.
"Are you sure that is wise High Elder? There is risk in creating such a task force in our ranks. If even a single one of them discovers or access our plans for ADVENT and the humans, then all of our work will be for nothing."
This prompted another elder to speak up. "It is also only thanks to the combined efforts of ourselves and our Guardians that the majority of our client races do not know the truth of the ADVENT Soldier project. The few that did manage to see them unmasked just believe that they are what humans look like after extensive genetic enhancements. If we create this task force then there is also a high chance that they may discover the truth about the majority of ADVENT's 'human' foot soldiers."
The High Elder let out a hum before nodding the incorporeal projection of his head. "A valid argument from the both of you, however the majority of ADVENT does not know of our soldiers, and only the Guardian Division knows of our most well guarded secrets. We created them for that purpose after all, they are the only ones we allow to enter and guard our Black Sites."
"Adding onto that, the rest of the client races do not know of our true intentions. Even if the task force rises to prominence, I highly doubt that even one of those humans will be able to discover anything when no other unit before them has. If we have to play it safe, then we could simply just station them at derelict outposts away from anything of importance. They will mostly just be a propaganda unit anyway." An elder that sounded considerably younger than expected, spoke up in support of the High Elder's proposition. Drawing a few nods to that argument.
"Then we have an accord, the proposed creation of these task forces will be put into motion. Then the rest of the human populace will view them, see that their fears are largely 'unfounded' and be more than willing to apply for their gene therapy." The High Elder toned out loudly before the assembly, drawing nods of agreement from all of the other elders in the room.
"Propaganda unit or not we will have to give them standardized equipment like the rest of our ADVENT foot soldiers. The populace would find it odd if these task force units have Pre-Unification firearms this late as opposed to the now standard Mag Rifles." One of the elders spoke up, her words drawing a slightly more hesitant agreement from the others as they all began debating on the specifics of the proposal and how best to implement it.
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1 Year Later
14 Years after Unification Day
SI POV
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Looking into the mirror, I looked into my softly glowing purple eyes, they didn't glow until after I got my enhancements, the light shadow of facial hair growing on my face made me slightly hope I'll be able to grow a magnificent beard in the future. Alright, no more distractions. It's time to get ready for the day, another slow and monotonous day.
I am Zanithos Alexeyev, a captain and officer of a relatively recent unit, named the 51st Vol Guard Corps or the 51st VGC. One of five units that were recently made, the Vol Guard is meant to be a task force created for multiple scenarios, such as quick response, garrisons, policing and many others.
That is what the officials over st ADVENT High Command said, however the sad reality is that this unit and her sister units are treated as a joke, different from the standard human troopers employed by ADVENT. Which kind of confuses and slightly irritates me because those troopers are also human, so why are we getting the 'special treatment' just for existing?
It was a shame really, when I was undergoing training and getting gene enhancements, I was rather excited. That excitement grew to greater heights when I was told I was going to be part of a unit being newly constructed. The training was hell and the gene enhancements meant I was going to get even more hellish training to exercise all of my enhanced senses and abilities. Everything looked like it was going to fall into place, I'd get a chance to get promoted and have the ability to use the power I've been given in order to make my unit stronger. But then reality decided to give me a kick to the jaw when after I completed training about three months ago, I was dropped off here at a frankly pathetic looking outpost somewhere in the Florida Keys, the only interesting thing really is that I finally got my hands on one of the standard Mag Rifles, hell I even got a Mag Pistol and Stun Lance from the quartermaster after I asked. Said he had quite a few of them in supply that he could spare them.
Anyway, I digress. The 51st Vol Guard was kind of in a rather... less than stellar situation. After I did some asking around, apparently despite the 'promises' of ADVENT High Command, the Vol Guard Corps and all accompanying units are more or less a joke. Meant as propaganda, a unit that can be left behind in an obsolete base that served no purpose other than to smile and look pretty for the camera drones that periodically fly through our bases. It was a little disheartening, even more so when there weren't really other aliens in our pathetic excuse of a homebase, there was really only one exception and that is this Viper that I regularly talk with, she's a part of the crew that does supply drops for us. But even then the drops don't come often since we didn't really use anything other than the bare essentials for training, if we even trained at all.
Yep, I may be a captain and commanding officer of the 51st, I wasn't exactly THE commanding officer of the 51st. I was at most the third in command, and the two that were above me were rather... stressful to deal with. The highest commanding officer, John Parker, is more so laid back and sees this job as a nice relaxing job where he can laze around and do the bare minimum. The 2iC, Maria Dela Cruz, on the other hand... I have no idea how she became the 2iC because she's DEFINITELY not combat ready. In fact, she is more likely to cry at the enemy than shoot. How she got here, I don't know. Best reason I can think of is that, of the three of us, High Command just drew lots as to which officer is which.
To be honest, if those two are the other choices for officers aside from myself. I think I can see why most if not all ADVENT units see us as a joke.
My only solace is that Captain Parker doesn't really care what we do as long as we don't jeopordize his spot, and Captain Dela Cruz defers more to me despite her being my superior officer. She actually read my book which feels kind of weird since she asked for my autograph as soon as we met. So I more or less was the only one training the corps, though I could not do much since I am not the head of the unit.
The best I could do was ensure the men and women of the 51st were all being kept in shape, ensuring they were all trained, and that the landscape of the area is drilled into their heads.
Unfortunately, managing the 51st essentially by myself, Dela Cruz is a sweetheart but she is a little... hopeless in this work. How she came here is something I want to investigate in the future. But long story short, the work has been literally giving me a few early grey hairs. So in the rare spare time I have, I've been destressing by messing with my stun lancer.
I actually used one of the types of crystals I figured out. That and modifying the stun lancer's appearance meant I now have an interesting melee option for the future.
Anyway, I put my undersuit and armor back on before equipping my effects. Thankfully I was able to modify my helmet, since the open mouth part really bothered me, though I wasn't wearing it just yet, the one shoulder cape bothered me so I just got another one on the other side and lengthened both of them to reach the back of my knees.
As I took a step out of my quarters, I nearly ran into Dela Cruz of all people. She looked nervous, actually she looked more nervous than usual.
"Captain Cruz, what's wrong?" I asked with a neutral but somewhat friendly look, I had a soft spot for the little captain.
"C-captain Parker just received word that an ethereal is planning on coming here." Her words caused my brain to shut off for a brief moment, luckily for me it booted back up pretty quickly.
"You serious?"
"Y-yes captain Alexiyib. Captain Parker gave me the order to have everyone prepare for their arrival." It's been a whole three months and she still can't pronounce my last name right.
"Just call me captain Alex, alright I'll help wake everyone up. Just coordinate with captain Parker and give me the estimated time."
"Y-yes sir!" I watch as she clapped her fist over her chest in a salute before turning and running off.
Right, I put on my helmet and cracked my neck. Looks like the monotony will be broken up for a while. Now, let's wake up Alpha Team first.
Who knows, if I impress them then I might have a chance to take control of the unit and actually DO something.
Frankly, it didn't take long for me to kick the nest and ready all fifty soldiers to prepare the vase for a surprise inspection from the ethereals. A scant two hours later, and all of us were in parade formation at the only entrance to the base, ready to greet the VIP.
"Captain Parker, Captain Cruz, what's the ETA on the VIP? The men and women are getting restless." I asked my fellow captains, the hairs on the back of my neck are permanently raised.
I'm feeling extremely nervous, ethereals rarely leave their temple ship, even rarer for them to take to the field. For one to come to this frankly subpar excuse of an outpost, I've been figuratively tearing my hair out trying to think of a possible reason while making sure everything is in tip top shape.
"Not too long, I received a message that the VIP will be arriving in an armored van."
Hmm, odd choice of transportation considering flight is a thing. Then again it is probably done like this so that the unit will have semi-enough time to prepare for the person's arrival.
As I see the black van and two cars in the distance, I can't help but think to myself. Why do I feel like I'm being watched?
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"Alright Central, this is Big Bear. I got a visual on the base, and I count about fifty three hostiles." A man whispered into his comms as he uses his binoculars to look from the small forest he and his team were hiding in.
"Copy Big Bear, info on the Ethereal VIP suggests that they should be arriving soon. Get your boys and girls ready for a messy fight. You are outnumbered here." The voice of his commanding officer Central sounded off through the team's comm units.
"The local resistance cells gave us some good stuff to thin their ranks. But be careful, there is only five of us boss." A female voice whispered as she hefted a heavy weapon, a rocket launcher.
"I know that Shepherd, that is why we have two rockets and our grenade launchers. We can surprise them with our explosives and throw them into confusion. Just wait for my signal, then we can lay down fire for the rest of the team." Big Bear whispered to the woman known as Shepherd as they both brought up their one-time use rocket launchers.
"Hopefully this run goes well, I don't like the look of one of those ADVENT officers." Shepherd muses as she points at the one dressed in black with two rear shoulder capes. This made Big Bear nod as he used his binoculars to get a good look at the black armored captain.
"Yeah, that guy in black gives me a bad feeling. I'll see if I can direct impact him, if not I'll still be able to hit the group behind him."
"Menace 5-4 be advised, the convoy carrying the enemy VIP is approaching the base. Get ready for a fight." Central piped up from their comms units, causing the two operatives to ready their rockets.
Taking a deep breath, Big Bear put a free hand to the comms unit in his ear. "Alright team, wait for my signal. After Shepherd and I launch the rockets and grenades, Badger, Greed, and Quiet are to rush the van and capture the VIP. But if you can't, then just kill them. Copy?"
"Loud and clear Big Bear, just keep whatever is left of the enemy busy so we can do our thing." The voice of Quiet came through the comms, her voice serious, Big Bear could see her and the rest of the team with her steadily creeping up to the edge of the tree line just barely staying out of sight.
Narrowing his eyes, Big Bear eyed the convoy as it slowly approached the base. The soldiers at the front entrance were ready to receive them but they'll be receiving something else in a bit.
Turning to Shepherd, he nodded as he began aiming his rocket launcher at the black armored captain, only to see him turn his head their way and it made Big Bear flinch thinking they were caught. That flinch was the only thing that saved the captain as the rockets loosed from both himself and Shepherd, the two ordnances flying through the air towards their targets.
Big Bear watched in dismay as the captain turned around to yell at the soldiers to scatter before diving and taking one of the other captains down with him. His only solace is that the two rocket explosions ripped through a good thirty of the soldiers and managed to kill the other captain.
Immediately he pulled out his grenade launcher and yelled at Shepherd before putting his hand to his ear. "Come on! We need to get closer for our guns and grenades to reach them! Alright team! Attack the convoy now!"
The yells of confusion and agony filled the air just as the smoke from the numerous fires did. Big Bear and Shepherd came closer to the edge of the tree line and saw the remaining ADVENT troopers running to cover and firing on the team that managed to stop the convoy.
He started launching grenades and Shepherd fired her cannon to suppress as many as they could, if they killed a few of them then that would be great. They were still outnumbered 4 to 1, but they still had surprise on their side.
A few ADVENT troopers began aiming towards them, the ones that weren't suppressed fired in their direction. Causing both himself and Shepherd to quickly take cover behind the trees or be dotted with magnetically launched bullet holes.
Big Bear's comms sparked to life and the frantic voice of Quiet shouted into his ear. "Boss we've been had! The van is empty!"
The news made his heart beat faster, this wasn't good. He only felt worse when he heard Badger's voice faintly through the Quiet's comms. "Greed watch out!"
"Boss, Greed just got shot down! One of the officers got the drop on us with a small group! We're pinned down here!"
This whole mission was going to shit fast, he needed to salvage this and retreat with the team he had left. "Shepherd! Keep these guys suppressed! I'll go help the others, use everything to keep them from advancing!"
He barely heard her yell out an affirmative as he began running towards the convoy, he spotted the troopers hiding behind a bunch of rocks firing down on the team by the convoy.
Big Bear spotted the black armored officer leading them and clicked his tongue. He outright cursed when he saw the officer snap his head towards him, and cursed even louder when Big Bear saw the officer point at him, two troopers iimmediately following their officer's order and began firing upon him.
Diving behind a tree, Big Bear pulled out his grenade launcher and began the anxiety filled wait for the fire to die down. Hearing and feeling the fire cease for a brief moment, Big Bear immediately twirled out of cover to lob a grenade over to the ADVENT group. He smiled a little when the troopers dived into cover, now it was his turn. Pulling up his cannon, he began laying down suppressing fire while opening opening a channel to his team and the skyranger.
"Quiet! Badger! Get Greed's body and get back into the trees! Firebrand, the mission went tits up and we need extraction YESTERDAY!"
"Roger that boss, Badger got shot in the arm but he'll live. We'll try and do this fast." Quiet spoke into the comm line after a quick second, her voice sounded a bit shaken which worried Big Bear. But thankfully, the skyranger responded to his call.
"Copy that Menace 5-4, bird's on the way, I've designated the extraction zone. Get there quick."
"Wilco, alright team support each other. We. Are. Leaving!" Yelling into his comms, Big Bear continued firing on the ADVENT group, only to stop as he nearly got his head shot off by a lucky trooper. "Shit!"
As weapons fire peppered his location, he looked around the other side of the tree and saw something that made him feel like his stomach fell through him. Quickly opening his comms again he talked as fast as he could. "Quiet! Get behind cover, the officer is heading for the both of you!"
Big Bear brought his cannon up to try and suppress the officer, but he had no choice but to duck back behind cover as the troopers made sure to keep him pinned. He could only watch helplessly as the officer came around the van, behind Quiet and Badger before gunfire took Badger down. Quiet saw her fellow teammate die and began panicking, she dropped Greed's body and bolted for the extraction point.
Gritting his teeth, Big Bear steeled himself. Focus now, grieve later. He launched a smoke grenade towards the extraction point, almost letting out a sigh of relief when Firebrand swooped down and threw out ropes. He heard Shepherd call out behind him. "Boss!"
Turning around he saw Shepherd running as fast as she could towards him. "It's time to go! I think I pissed off the rest of them!"
Nodding at Shepherd, Big Bear holstered his guns and started running alongside his fellow grenadier. The two of them spotted Quiet quickly clipping herself to one of the ropes and was wrenched upwards to the dropship.
The two XCOM operatives rushed to the last two ropes and quickly clipped themselves to their respective rope. Big Bear watched Shepherd fly upwards, and just as he was about to jump he heard her scream at him. "Behind you!"
Thankfully his rope wrenched him upwards, and not a moment too soon. As a particularly gnarly looking blade swung past where he once was. Big Bear looked down at the black armored officer, holding what seemed like a modified stun lancer that looked more like a sword now.
Despite the helmet, Big Bear could feel himself lock eyes with the officer. His armor and sword gave him the appearance of a black knight. Like the one in a story, and Big Bear could only count his lucky stars that he escaped his death.
As he got into the skyranger, he saw Shepherd comforting Quiet. Big Bear numbly sat down and placed his forehead into his hand while his other opened a link to Central. "Central, mission failed. It was a trap. We lost two."
Silence permeated throughout the skyranger and the comm line. Only after a silent minute of paying respects did Central reply.
"Understood, return to base... We'll hold a memorial when you return."
After that, Big Bear sighed and slammed his fist into the floor. Breaking the skin on his knuckles, he cursed his ineptitude. He was the one in charge of the squad and it was his job to bring them all home, but instead he got two of his boys killed.
He could only take solace that his team dealt a lot of damage to that base. The whole mission was a shit show.
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"Damn it!" I curse loudly as I slammed my fist into the wall, I did a head count and found out that of the fifty soldiers the 51st used to have. Only twelve of them remained, then there is our officers. Parker got blown up, and while he may have been a lazy bastard he did not need to go out like that.
Dela Cruz was currently in the medical bay out cold, along with seven wounded being tended to by the only two medical personnel we have. I was still outside working with the other soldiers and the quartermaster sorting the dead and finding... whose body part belongs to whom.
The explosions weren't kind to my boys and gals, at least they died quickly. Though I managed to identify the bodies of the enemy, and turns out they belonged to the extremist group that took up the name of XCOM.
As loathe as I am to admit it, I can see why they dealt so much damage. XCOM is an extremist group of so called 'freedom fighters' that took up that name and are experts in guerilla warfare and causing damage anywhere and everywhere.
It was frankly lucky of us to take out two XCOM operatives. Hell, they nearly wiped the corps and we outnumbered them ten to one initially.
This is not mentioning the fact that the whole ethereal visiting our base was a fucking lie. But I can dwell on that fact later, all I can do right now is sort our dead and wait for the reinforcements.
Speaking of reinforcements, they were a bunch of Vipers from the 3rd Legion, led by a viper whose name is Zhariss. The same Zhariss who is apparently leading said reinforcements, it was nice that ADVENT brought out some pretty big guns to come to our aid but they were rather late.
As soon as I thought of that however, I heard the tell tale sound of an ADVENT dropship's antigrav engines. Finally, took them long enough.
Standing up, I walked over to the only spot on the base that is flat and not fucked up with craters and rubble. I spotted the two dropships and waved them over, both vehicles slowly landed and immediately a gold and silver viper slithered out with some thicker armor and a head dress that looked a little more extravagant slithered out of the dropship towards me. This was Zhariss, and she outranked me by quite a bit, so I saluted her.
Though thankfully she waved me down, and coiled up to 'stand' in front of me. Meanwhile the other vipers she came with slithered out and started securing the perimeter, while others eent for the medical bay of our base.
"Ssstatus report captain." Short to the point, and I hear no animosity from her voice. She's my favorite already.
"The 51st took a beating, XCOM extremists ambushed us as we were going to welcome the VIP convoy. We took around thirty nine casualties, commanding officer Parker is among the casualties and captain Dela Cruz is still in the med bay. We then managed to kill two operatives and drive the other three away." I explained the gist of the clusterfuck of a situation that happened about an hour ago. Watching Zhariss wince a little as she looked at the dead being sorted behind me. But she then looked at me with surprise along with a few other vipers who overheard our conversation.
"Truly?" Zhariss asked with a raised eyebrow ridge, I took off my helmet and held it under my arm and nodded my head.
"Yes, I can show you the two bodies."
"Please do." As she confirmed that desire, I led Zhariss and her two viper guards to the recovered bodies of XCOM operatives. I found their dog tags and set them on top of their chest, Greed and Badger.
"Impressive, High Command will be pleased at this information. XCOM has been a thorn in ADVENT's side for a long time." Zhariss said as she stared down the two dead XCOM operatives.
"Indeed. A shame that I wasn't able to catch one alive, we would then have a chance to find where they were hiding." I grumbled as I placed my helmet back on my head.
"That is a shame, but be glad you managed to take some of them down and survived. XCOM attacks are notorious for being fast, most of the time they are too fast for reinforcements to reach in time." Nodding my head at that, I knew of that at least. When I first joined the ADVENT military, I was taught about the extremist groups that are trying to ruin the peace we have now. One of them being XCOM.
"Captain Alexeyev!"
A voice called out to me, and I saw it was one of the 51st's only medical personnel. Daisy Santos, she was running towards me with a clipboard in hand and she looked to be out of breath.
"Santos, what is it?" I asked her.
"Captain Dela Cruz is awake!" Turning my head, I nod at her before looking at Zhariss. Saluting the commander of the 3rd Legion, she nodded at me and let me go.
So I followed Santos, and thought to myself that this was going to be a long fucking day.
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Deep within a mighty fortress, sat a group of robed individuals, these individuals were gathered at an enormous round table, each of them speaking about different topics. Each of these individuals were the race the humans dubbed Ethereals during first contact, however these Ethereals looked different, whereas the uncommon Ethereal existed on the physical plane, these individuals were all projecting their consciousness into truly ethereal forms using their great amount of psionic energy.
These Ethereals are known to the whole of ADVENT, the rest of their client races, and even their own people as 'The Elders', a group of old Ethereals whose psionic power has grown to great heights, to the point that their power has their client races convinced that they are gods that have chosen to walk amongst them. The Elders were currently arguing about a certain topic.
"It has been 13 years since Earth's Unification Day, why are you talking about the humans now brother?"
It was a valid point made by one of the Elders in a gravelly voice, granted they were discussing about their plans for the humans and the rest of their client races following the annexation of Earth and her human governments. But apparently one of the Elders, the one that proposed the 'human' troopers project no less was bringing up the humans again.
"That is because it has been 13 years that some complications are beginning to rise. We may have 'human' soldiers, however the rest of the human populations are starting to get suspicious of them, and of us by proxy."
"I thought your 'human' foot soldier project would be able to appease their worries and show the masses that there are plenty of 'humans' that 'accept' us. That it would 'Show them the Potential of what they could do with our guidance.' when you proposed the idea."
"It succeeded greatly! However throughout the years as more of our foot soldiers patrolled the streets, more and more of the human populace were able to observe them every day for years and they are starting to get suspicious. Mainly due to the fact the soldiers on 'break' never take their helmets off and the fact that in all their years they haven't spoken in anything other than Military Xenolingua. A good number of humans are beginning to think that the soldiers aren't actually human." The Elder grumbled in an echoing rumble.
"Following up on that, because quite a few are being suspicious, more and more humans are refusing to go to our gene therapy clinics. This is going to slow down progress on the project. We will need to find a way to increase the amount of human volunteers going to our gene clinics." Another elder spoke up in a sirenic song with a more female quality to it.
"Then action must be taken to rectify these problems, the project must not be hindered at all costs. Does any one of you have a solution?" An echoing ethereal voice resounded throughout the chamber, coming from the elder projection that has a more extravagant mask. The High Elder spoke for the first time during the meeting.
None of the assembled elders seem to have any ideas, they all were looking at each other's projections with a slight nervous air to them. It was true that the project is important and it must succeed, but they had to make sure it was discreet as possible since the majority of their client races do not know of the project in the first place. The only ones who knew were their most loyal forces who have been specially picked and mind-vetted by at least three elders. All belonging to their aptly named Guardian Division and seen by their client races as the Elders' Royal Guard.
Silence and nervousness permeated throughout the room before the High Elder tilted their head, as if an idea had just sprung up at that moment. "Hmm... Perhaps that could work..."
Hearing the oldest amongst them wonder aloud, the rest of the assembled elders were curious. The elder that proposed the 'human' foot soldier project spoke up. "You have a proposition, High Elder?"
"Indeed. If the humans wish to see the faces of our soldiers... Then we will oblige them. I propose the creation of several human task force units within the ranks of ADVENT, all comprising of humans given the minimum of genetic enhancements that will not result in outward alterations, while also not installing any command implants in any of them."
The proposition began sparking a debate amongst the assembly of elders, the idea was a valid one but there are also inherent risks to them. One of the elders immediately spoke up after a few minutes of quiet debating.
"Are you sure that is wise High Elder? There is risk in creating such a task force in our ranks. If even a single one of them discovers or access our plans for ADVENT and the humans, then all of our work will be for nothing."
This prompted another elder to speak up. "It is also only thanks to the combined efforts of ourselves and our Guardians that the majority of our client races do not know the truth of the ADVENT Soldier project. The few that did manage to see them unmasked just believe that they are what humans look like after extensive genetic enhancements. If we create this task force then there is also a high chance that they may discover the truth about the majority of ADVENT's 'human' foot soldiers."
The High Elder let out a hum before nodding the incorporeal projection of his head. "A valid argument from the both of you, however the majority of ADVENT does not know of our soldiers, and only the Guardian Division knows of our most well guarded secrets. We created them for that purpose after all, they are the only ones we allow to enter and guard our Black Sites."
"Adding onto that, the rest of the client races do not know of our true intentions. Even if the task force rises to prominence, I highly doubt that even one of those humans will be able to discover anything when no other unit before them has. If we have to play it safe, then we could simply just station them at derelict outposts away from anything of importance. They will mostly just be a propaganda unit anyway." An elder that sounded considerably younger than expected, spoke up in support of the High Elder's proposition. Drawing a few nods to that argument.
"Then we have an accord, the proposed creation of these task forces will be put into motion. Then the rest of the human populace will view them, see that their fears are largely 'unfounded' and be more than willing to apply for their gene therapy." The High Elder toned out loudly before the assembly, drawing nods of agreement from all of the other elders in the room.
"Propaganda unit or not we will have to give them standardized equipment like the rest of our ADVENT foot soldiers. The populace would find it odd if these task force units have Pre-Unification firearms this late as opposed to the now standard Mag Rifles." One of the elders spoke up, her words drawing a slightly more hesitant agreement from the others as they all began debating on the specifics of the proposal and how best to implement it.
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1 Year Later
14 Years after Unification Day
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Looking into the mirror, I looked into my softly glowing purple eyes, they didn't glow until after I got my enhancements, the light shadow of facial hair growing on my face made me slightly hope I'll be able to grow a magnificent beard in the future. Alright, no more distractions. It's time to get ready for the day, another slow and monotonous day.
I am Zanithos Alexeyev, a captain and officer of a relatively recent unit, named the 51st Vol Guard Corps or the 51st VGC. One of five units that were recently made, the Vol Guard is meant to be a task force created for multiple scenarios, such as quick response, garrisons, policing and many others.
That is what the officials over st ADVENT High Command said, however the sad reality is that this unit and her sister units are treated as a joke, different from the standard human troopers employed by ADVENT. Which kind of confuses and slightly irritates me because those troopers are also human, so why are we getting the 'special treatment' just for existing?
It was a shame really, when I was undergoing training and getting gene enhancements, I was rather excited. That excitement grew to greater heights when I was told I was going to be part of a unit being newly constructed. The training was hell and the gene enhancements meant I was going to get even more hellish training to exercise all of my enhanced senses and abilities. Everything looked like it was going to fall into place, I'd get a chance to get promoted and have the ability to use the power I've been given in order to make my unit stronger. But then reality decided to give me a kick to the jaw when after I completed training about three months ago, I was dropped off here at a frankly pathetic looking outpost somewhere in the Florida Keys, the only interesting thing really is that I finally got my hands on one of the standard Mag Rifles, hell I even got a Mag Pistol and Stun Lance from the quartermaster after I asked. Said he had quite a few of them in supply that he could spare them.
Anyway, I digress. The 51st Vol Guard was kind of in a rather... less than stellar situation. After I did some asking around, apparently despite the 'promises' of ADVENT High Command, the Vol Guard Corps and all accompanying units are more or less a joke. Meant as propaganda, a unit that can be left behind in an obsolete base that served no purpose other than to smile and look pretty for the camera drones that periodically fly through our bases. It was a little disheartening, even more so when there weren't really other aliens in our pathetic excuse of a homebase, there was really only one exception and that is this Viper that I regularly talk with, she's a part of the crew that does supply drops for us. But even then the drops don't come often since we didn't really use anything other than the bare essentials for training, if we even trained at all.
Yep, I may be a captain and commanding officer of the 51st, I wasn't exactly THE commanding officer of the 51st. I was at most the third in command, and the two that were above me were rather... stressful to deal with. The highest commanding officer, John Parker, is more so laid back and sees this job as a nice relaxing job where he can laze around and do the bare minimum. The 2iC, Maria Dela Cruz, on the other hand... I have no idea how she became the 2iC because she's DEFINITELY not combat ready. In fact, she is more likely to cry at the enemy than shoot. How she got here, I don't know. Best reason I can think of is that, of the three of us, High Command just drew lots as to which officer is which.
To be honest, if those two are the other choices for officers aside from myself. I think I can see why most if not all ADVENT units see us as a joke.
My only solace is that Captain Parker doesn't really care what we do as long as we don't jeopordize his spot, and Captain Dela Cruz defers more to me despite her being my superior officer. She actually read my book which feels kind of weird since she asked for my autograph as soon as we met. So I more or less was the only one training the corps, though I could not do much since I am not the head of the unit.
The best I could do was ensure the men and women of the 51st were all being kept in shape, ensuring they were all trained, and that the landscape of the area is drilled into their heads.
Unfortunately, managing the 51st essentially by myself, Dela Cruz is a sweetheart but she is a little... hopeless in this work. How she came here is something I want to investigate in the future. But long story short, the work has been literally giving me a few early grey hairs. So in the rare spare time I have, I've been destressing by messing with my stun lancer.
I actually used one of the types of crystals I figured out. That and modifying the stun lancer's appearance meant I now have an interesting melee option for the future.
Anyway, I put my undersuit and armor back on before equipping my effects. Thankfully I was able to modify my helmet, since the open mouth part really bothered me, though I wasn't wearing it just yet, the one shoulder cape bothered me so I just got another one on the other side and lengthened both of them to reach the back of my knees.
As I took a step out of my quarters, I nearly ran into Dela Cruz of all people. She looked nervous, actually she looked more nervous than usual.
"Captain Cruz, what's wrong?" I asked with a neutral but somewhat friendly look, I had a soft spot for the little captain.
"C-captain Parker just received word that an ethereal is planning on coming here." Her words caused my brain to shut off for a brief moment, luckily for me it booted back up pretty quickly.
"You serious?"
"Y-yes captain Alexiyib. Captain Parker gave me the order to have everyone prepare for their arrival." It's been a whole three months and she still can't pronounce my last name right.
"Just call me captain Alex, alright I'll help wake everyone up. Just coordinate with captain Parker and give me the estimated time."
"Y-yes sir!" I watch as she clapped her fist over her chest in a salute before turning and running off.
Right, I put on my helmet and cracked my neck. Looks like the monotony will be broken up for a while. Now, let's wake up Alpha Team first.
Who knows, if I impress them then I might have a chance to take control of the unit and actually DO something.
Frankly, it didn't take long for me to kick the nest and ready all fifty soldiers to prepare the vase for a surprise inspection from the ethereals. A scant two hours later, and all of us were in parade formation at the only entrance to the base, ready to greet the VIP.
"Captain Parker, Captain Cruz, what's the ETA on the VIP? The men and women are getting restless." I asked my fellow captains, the hairs on the back of my neck are permanently raised.
I'm feeling extremely nervous, ethereals rarely leave their temple ship, even rarer for them to take to the field. For one to come to this frankly subpar excuse of an outpost, I've been figuratively tearing my hair out trying to think of a possible reason while making sure everything is in tip top shape.
"Not too long, I received a message that the VIP will be arriving in an armored van."
Hmm, odd choice of transportation considering flight is a thing. Then again it is probably done like this so that the unit will have semi-enough time to prepare for the person's arrival.
As I see the black van and two cars in the distance, I can't help but think to myself. Why do I feel like I'm being watched?
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"Alright Central, this is Big Bear. I got a visual on the base, and I count about fifty three hostiles." A man whispered into his comms as he uses his binoculars to look from the small forest he and his team were hiding in.
"Copy Big Bear, info on the Ethereal VIP suggests that they should be arriving soon. Get your boys and girls ready for a messy fight. You are outnumbered here." The voice of his commanding officer Central sounded off through the team's comm units.
"The local resistance cells gave us some good stuff to thin their ranks. But be careful, there is only five of us boss." A female voice whispered as she hefted a heavy weapon, a rocket launcher.
"I know that Shepherd, that is why we have two rockets and our grenade launchers. We can surprise them with our explosives and throw them into confusion. Just wait for my signal, then we can lay down fire for the rest of the team." Big Bear whispered to the woman known as Shepherd as they both brought up their one-time use rocket launchers.
"Hopefully this run goes well, I don't like the look of one of those ADVENT officers." Shepherd muses as she points at the one dressed in black with two rear shoulder capes. This made Big Bear nod as he used his binoculars to get a good look at the black armored captain.
"Yeah, that guy in black gives me a bad feeling. I'll see if I can direct impact him, if not I'll still be able to hit the group behind him."
"Menace 5-4 be advised, the convoy carrying the enemy VIP is approaching the base. Get ready for a fight." Central piped up from their comms units, causing the two operatives to ready their rockets.
Taking a deep breath, Big Bear put a free hand to the comms unit in his ear. "Alright team, wait for my signal. After Shepherd and I launch the rockets and grenades, Badger, Greed, and Quiet are to rush the van and capture the VIP. But if you can't, then just kill them. Copy?"
"Loud and clear Big Bear, just keep whatever is left of the enemy busy so we can do our thing." The voice of Quiet came through the comms, her voice serious, Big Bear could see her and the rest of the team with her steadily creeping up to the edge of the tree line just barely staying out of sight.
Narrowing his eyes, Big Bear eyed the convoy as it slowly approached the base. The soldiers at the front entrance were ready to receive them but they'll be receiving something else in a bit.
Turning to Shepherd, he nodded as he began aiming his rocket launcher at the black armored captain, only to see him turn his head their way and it made Big Bear flinch thinking they were caught. That flinch was the only thing that saved the captain as the rockets loosed from both himself and Shepherd, the two ordnances flying through the air towards their targets.
Big Bear watched in dismay as the captain turned around to yell at the soldiers to scatter before diving and taking one of the other captains down with him. His only solace is that the two rocket explosions ripped through a good thirty of the soldiers and managed to kill the other captain.
Immediately he pulled out his grenade launcher and yelled at Shepherd before putting his hand to his ear. "Come on! We need to get closer for our guns and grenades to reach them! Alright team! Attack the convoy now!"
The yells of confusion and agony filled the air just as the smoke from the numerous fires did. Big Bear and Shepherd came closer to the edge of the tree line and saw the remaining ADVENT troopers running to cover and firing on the team that managed to stop the convoy.
He started launching grenades and Shepherd fired her cannon to suppress as many as they could, if they killed a few of them then that would be great. They were still outnumbered 4 to 1, but they still had surprise on their side.
A few ADVENT troopers began aiming towards them, the ones that weren't suppressed fired in their direction. Causing both himself and Shepherd to quickly take cover behind the trees or be dotted with magnetically launched bullet holes.
Big Bear's comms sparked to life and the frantic voice of Quiet shouted into his ear. "Boss we've been had! The van is empty!"
The news made his heart beat faster, this wasn't good. He only felt worse when he heard Badger's voice faintly through the Quiet's comms. "Greed watch out!"
"Boss, Greed just got shot down! One of the officers got the drop on us with a small group! We're pinned down here!"
This whole mission was going to shit fast, he needed to salvage this and retreat with the team he had left. "Shepherd! Keep these guys suppressed! I'll go help the others, use everything to keep them from advancing!"
He barely heard her yell out an affirmative as he began running towards the convoy, he spotted the troopers hiding behind a bunch of rocks firing down on the team by the convoy.
Big Bear spotted the black armored officer leading them and clicked his tongue. He outright cursed when he saw the officer snap his head towards him, and cursed even louder when Big Bear saw the officer point at him, two troopers iimmediately following their officer's order and began firing upon him.
Diving behind a tree, Big Bear pulled out his grenade launcher and began the anxiety filled wait for the fire to die down. Hearing and feeling the fire cease for a brief moment, Big Bear immediately twirled out of cover to lob a grenade over to the ADVENT group. He smiled a little when the troopers dived into cover, now it was his turn. Pulling up his cannon, he began laying down suppressing fire while opening opening a channel to his team and the skyranger.
"Quiet! Badger! Get Greed's body and get back into the trees! Firebrand, the mission went tits up and we need extraction YESTERDAY!"
"Roger that boss, Badger got shot in the arm but he'll live. We'll try and do this fast." Quiet spoke into the comm line after a quick second, her voice sounded a bit shaken which worried Big Bear. But thankfully, the skyranger responded to his call.
"Copy that Menace 5-4, bird's on the way, I've designated the extraction zone. Get there quick."
"Wilco, alright team support each other. We. Are. Leaving!" Yelling into his comms, Big Bear continued firing on the ADVENT group, only to stop as he nearly got his head shot off by a lucky trooper. "Shit!"
As weapons fire peppered his location, he looked around the other side of the tree and saw something that made him feel like his stomach fell through him. Quickly opening his comms again he talked as fast as he could. "Quiet! Get behind cover, the officer is heading for the both of you!"
Big Bear brought his cannon up to try and suppress the officer, but he had no choice but to duck back behind cover as the troopers made sure to keep him pinned. He could only watch helplessly as the officer came around the van, behind Quiet and Badger before gunfire took Badger down. Quiet saw her fellow teammate die and began panicking, she dropped Greed's body and bolted for the extraction point.
Gritting his teeth, Big Bear steeled himself. Focus now, grieve later. He launched a smoke grenade towards the extraction point, almost letting out a sigh of relief when Firebrand swooped down and threw out ropes. He heard Shepherd call out behind him. "Boss!"
Turning around he saw Shepherd running as fast as she could towards him. "It's time to go! I think I pissed off the rest of them!"
Nodding at Shepherd, Big Bear holstered his guns and started running alongside his fellow grenadier. The two of them spotted Quiet quickly clipping herself to one of the ropes and was wrenched upwards to the dropship.
The two XCOM operatives rushed to the last two ropes and quickly clipped themselves to their respective rope. Big Bear watched Shepherd fly upwards, and just as he was about to jump he heard her scream at him. "Behind you!"
Thankfully his rope wrenched him upwards, and not a moment too soon. As a particularly gnarly looking blade swung past where he once was. Big Bear looked down at the black armored officer, holding what seemed like a modified stun lancer that looked more like a sword now.
Despite the helmet, Big Bear could feel himself lock eyes with the officer. His armor and sword gave him the appearance of a black knight. Like the one in a story, and Big Bear could only count his lucky stars that he escaped his death.
As he got into the skyranger, he saw Shepherd comforting Quiet. Big Bear numbly sat down and placed his forehead into his hand while his other opened a link to Central. "Central, mission failed. It was a trap. We lost two."
Silence permeated throughout the skyranger and the comm line. Only after a silent minute of paying respects did Central reply.
"Understood, return to base... We'll hold a memorial when you return."
After that, Big Bear sighed and slammed his fist into the floor. Breaking the skin on his knuckles, he cursed his ineptitude. He was the one in charge of the squad and it was his job to bring them all home, but instead he got two of his boys killed.
He could only take solace that his team dealt a lot of damage to that base. The whole mission was a shit show.
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"Damn it!" I curse loudly as I slammed my fist into the wall, I did a head count and found out that of the fifty soldiers the 51st used to have. Only twelve of them remained, then there is our officers. Parker got blown up, and while he may have been a lazy bastard he did not need to go out like that.
Dela Cruz was currently in the medical bay out cold, along with seven wounded being tended to by the only two medical personnel we have. I was still outside working with the other soldiers and the quartermaster sorting the dead and finding... whose body part belongs to whom.
The explosions weren't kind to my boys and gals, at least they died quickly. Though I managed to identify the bodies of the enemy, and turns out they belonged to the extremist group that took up the name of XCOM.
As loathe as I am to admit it, I can see why they dealt so much damage. XCOM is an extremist group of so called 'freedom fighters' that took up that name and are experts in guerilla warfare and causing damage anywhere and everywhere.
It was frankly lucky of us to take out two XCOM operatives. Hell, they nearly wiped the corps and we outnumbered them ten to one initially.
This is not mentioning the fact that the whole ethereal visiting our base was a fucking lie. But I can dwell on that fact later, all I can do right now is sort our dead and wait for the reinforcements.
Speaking of reinforcements, they were a bunch of Vipers from the 3rd Legion, led by a viper whose name is Zhariss. The same Zhariss who is apparently leading said reinforcements, it was nice that ADVENT brought out some pretty big guns to come to our aid but they were rather late.
As soon as I thought of that however, I heard the tell tale sound of an ADVENT dropship's antigrav engines. Finally, took them long enough.
Standing up, I walked over to the only spot on the base that is flat and not fucked up with craters and rubble. I spotted the two dropships and waved them over, both vehicles slowly landed and immediately a gold and silver viper slithered out with some thicker armor and a head dress that looked a little more extravagant slithered out of the dropship towards me. This was Zhariss, and she outranked me by quite a bit, so I saluted her.
Though thankfully she waved me down, and coiled up to 'stand' in front of me. Meanwhile the other vipers she came with slithered out and started securing the perimeter, while others eent for the medical bay of our base.
"Ssstatus report captain." Short to the point, and I hear no animosity from her voice. She's my favorite already.
"The 51st took a beating, XCOM extremists ambushed us as we were going to welcome the VIP convoy. We took around thirty nine casualties, commanding officer Parker is among the casualties and captain Dela Cruz is still in the med bay. We then managed to kill two operatives and drive the other three away." I explained the gist of the clusterfuck of a situation that happened about an hour ago. Watching Zhariss wince a little as she looked at the dead being sorted behind me. But she then looked at me with surprise along with a few other vipers who overheard our conversation.
"Truly?" Zhariss asked with a raised eyebrow ridge, I took off my helmet and held it under my arm and nodded my head.
"Yes, I can show you the two bodies."
"Please do." As she confirmed that desire, I led Zhariss and her two viper guards to the recovered bodies of XCOM operatives. I found their dog tags and set them on top of their chest, Greed and Badger.
"Impressive, High Command will be pleased at this information. XCOM has been a thorn in ADVENT's side for a long time." Zhariss said as she stared down the two dead XCOM operatives.
"Indeed. A shame that I wasn't able to catch one alive, we would then have a chance to find where they were hiding." I grumbled as I placed my helmet back on my head.
"That is a shame, but be glad you managed to take some of them down and survived. XCOM attacks are notorious for being fast, most of the time they are too fast for reinforcements to reach in time." Nodding my head at that, I knew of that at least. When I first joined the ADVENT military, I was taught about the extremist groups that are trying to ruin the peace we have now. One of them being XCOM.
"Captain Alexeyev!"
A voice called out to me, and I saw it was one of the 51st's only medical personnel. Daisy Santos, she was running towards me with a clipboard in hand and she looked to be out of breath.
"Santos, what is it?" I asked her.
"Captain Dela Cruz is awake!" Turning my head, I nod at her before looking at Zhariss. Saluting the commander of the 3rd Legion, she nodded at me and let me go.
So I followed Santos, and thought to myself that this was going to be a long fucking day.
Not the Standard Monster Hunter Experience (Monster Hunter Wyverian Semi-Gamer SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
Not the Standard Monster Hunter Experience (Monster Hunter Wyverian Semi-Gamer SI)
I stare into the wooden ceiling, the rays of the sun bleeding a little through the cracks of the wood. There was a reason why I was doing this, the reason being is that I wasn't really staring at the ceiling at all. But the little thing between me and the ceiling.
Name: Eien
Race: Wyverian
Level: 1
Class: Hunter (Locked) | Chieftain (Locked)
Passive Skills: None
Active Skills: None
Territory: Local Area (No Name)
Total Citizens: 19 (Including Self)
Settlement Status: Fledgling Hamlet
It was a bonafide floating gamer UI. Thought it seemed to be that only I can see and interact with it. I noticed a few odd things about the UI however, which is one, the two locked classes, and two is all the stuff that are showing me information about my settlement. In fact, aside from the character UI thing, the rest of the UI reminds me of that one game I used to play long ago. Banished, I think it's name was.
Now, I've seen quite a few gamer fics. The endgame of these fics usually put the gamer into this uber godlike state. But this is something I haven't really seen before-
*Knock knock knock*
"Chief? You awake?" I snap my head towards the door of my small and slightly cramped home and slowly stood up from my bed. The UI fading away from my sight, thankfully I was rather clothed but judging from the memories of this body, which is surprisingly younger than I thought, I think I know who us behind the door.
"I'm up, I'm up. Give me a minute." I softly but also loudly spoke out, as I slowly made my way to the door.
When I died and woke up in this body, I was scared shitless. As well as more than a little guilty, I subsumed some poor soul and took their place, well I should say her place because when I looked down I could see a bountiful valley. More than that, this stranger gamer system showed me I was in the world of Monster Hunter, a franchise I was an absolute fan of.
To know I was in the game I sunk thousands of hours into, and as a wyverian no less. Well it overwrote a lot of my fear, then a new fear settled in that is the fact that the large wyverns and small monsters and shit are real and can probably screw with me and my settlers.
Speaking of which, judging by the system. There was NOT a lot of us, nineteen people including myself. Does that include children or doesn't?
Update: Citizen Counter - Including Children
Adults: 19
Children: 8
Ok that answers my question, thanks system.
Another thing I had to quickly get used to was the way wyverians walk, as opposed to humans with their flat feet, I now had to walk on essentially my tip toes as a wyverian. Thankfully the instinct of walking in this body stayed when I unfortunately subsumed the original tenant.
Reaching the average door, I slid the lock out and opened the door. I was then greeted with the face of a middle aged man with the softest looking beard I have ever seen. He was also about two heads taller than me and jacked as hell. Thanks to this body's memories, I knew who he was, so I smiled at him.
"Hello, Yorick. Got anything for me?"
The man's blue eyes light up with mirth as he chuckled at my words, even though I didn't really think that was funny. "Really chief? You forget what to do today?"
Helplessly, I shrugged at the large man, he only chuckled a bit louder at that as he clapped my shoulder. Jeeeesus his hand is big. "Humor me."
"Hmmmmmmmmm... Alright then chief." Yorick turned around and beckoned for me to follow him, and my mind moved in two directions. Well, three technically.
The first one was me simply following him automatically, listening to him talk clearly. He was explaining all that the settlement has done so far, and how I've been helping direct people and giving them tasks while assisting where I can.
The second direction my mind went is through this body's memory lane. A young wyverian named Eien, the granddaughter of a late wyverian that passed away, Eien was a hunter before she received the notice of her grandfather's passing. In his will, he had apparently left this quaint little hamlet far north of the Verdant Hills to her and given her some encouraging words that she might be the one to breathe life into this place and turn it into a thriving city. Which, ambitious of him to be sure but that letter was putting a lot of expectations on her ass there.
Finally the third direction, I was having a 'mind's eye' spot the system UI popping up in the corner of my vision and I spotted quite a few things. Villager info, identifying buildings, a counter for all the resources in our posession, a shop icon, and a separate resource that I think belongs to me alone.
"Recently thanks to the supplies you brought along with you, I and some of the metalworkers were able to upgrade my forge. With it, I'll be able to make stronger weapons and tools along with things that require a finer set of tools such as complex metal parts and the like." My mind came back into focus as I followed Yorick into his forge, the hot air blasting into me as I peaked around the large man to behold the blazing forge and his three apprentices.
"That's great Yorick, I'll be sure to come to you when I need something made." I told him with a smile, he only laughed and clapped my back, drawing a grunt from me.
"Hah! I'd be the only one you could go to when you need something made anyway!" He said with a shit eating grin, I rolled my eyes before I started walking away.
As soon as I left, my smile became a little strained as I settled into this body, the memories from my past life and the ones from Eien were thankfully staying separate. Well, I 'knew' how to hunt, but I don't particularly remember how to hunt. That's the thing, I may have to practice with hunter weapons since this is the monster hunter world, there is a high chance a stray velociprey pack or rathalos might attack the settlement. From memory, there is only two other hunters that have made this place their base of operations aside from me. Which is a surprise since hunting supplies aren't easy to come by here.
The hamlet wasn't large enough to warrant placing a Hunter's Guild Branch Office, so that is rough. But interestingly enough, registered hunters are able to request a partnership with a handler so that they would be able to station themselves at villages without branch offices. The two hunters that were staying here were actually sharing a handler, and that handlers are trained to identify the local environment if it needs interference from a hunter or not.
It was really interesting, especially since while the Hunter's Guild was a worldwide organization, they couldn't be everywhere, and on top of that there were multiple kingdoms in existence and they work with the Hunter's Guild. There were bound to be some villages that did not have a branch office, which meant they had a higher chance of being helpless against dangerous monsters.
So handler and hunter partners are allowed to station themselves at random villages and settlements to be able to protect them. The only caveat to the whole partnership thing is that the hunter needs to be a certain rank, the rank shows how skilled a hunter is and with a high rank a hunter can be trusted to not bite off more than they could chew.
Ah, but I digress. Whether I like it or not, I'm now going to be living in this world. A world filled with fantastical monsters that could probably kill me by just sneezing in my general direction.
Eien, sorry for taking your life. But I promise I'll live it as best I can... I should also make a memorial for my past life, just so I don't forget them at least.
But I can do that some other time, now? Now I need to begin taking stock of the settlement, and see what I can do to start improving it.
Thankfully I have this helpful little system to give me an edge here. So for now, let's find a place I can sit then I can take a better look at the system.
I stare into the wooden ceiling, the rays of the sun bleeding a little through the cracks of the wood. There was a reason why I was doing this, the reason being is that I wasn't really staring at the ceiling at all. But the little thing between me and the ceiling.
Name: Eien
Race: Wyverian
Level: 1
Class: Hunter (Locked) | Chieftain (Locked)
Passive Skills: None
Active Skills: None
Territory: Local Area (No Name)
Total Citizens: 19 (Including Self)
Settlement Status: Fledgling Hamlet
It was a bonafide floating gamer UI. Thought it seemed to be that only I can see and interact with it. I noticed a few odd things about the UI however, which is one, the two locked classes, and two is all the stuff that are showing me information about my settlement. In fact, aside from the character UI thing, the rest of the UI reminds me of that one game I used to play long ago. Banished, I think it's name was.
Now, I've seen quite a few gamer fics. The endgame of these fics usually put the gamer into this uber godlike state. But this is something I haven't really seen before-
*Knock knock knock*
"Chief? You awake?" I snap my head towards the door of my small and slightly cramped home and slowly stood up from my bed. The UI fading away from my sight, thankfully I was rather clothed but judging from the memories of this body, which is surprisingly younger than I thought, I think I know who us behind the door.
"I'm up, I'm up. Give me a minute." I softly but also loudly spoke out, as I slowly made my way to the door.
When I died and woke up in this body, I was scared shitless. As well as more than a little guilty, I subsumed some poor soul and took their place, well I should say her place because when I looked down I could see a bountiful valley. More than that, this stranger gamer system showed me I was in the world of Monster Hunter, a franchise I was an absolute fan of.
To know I was in the game I sunk thousands of hours into, and as a wyverian no less. Well it overwrote a lot of my fear, then a new fear settled in that is the fact that the large wyverns and small monsters and shit are real and can probably screw with me and my settlers.
Speaking of which, judging by the system. There was NOT a lot of us, nineteen people including myself. Does that include children or doesn't?
Update: Citizen Counter - Including Children
Adults: 19
Children: 8
Ok that answers my question, thanks system.
Another thing I had to quickly get used to was the way wyverians walk, as opposed to humans with their flat feet, I now had to walk on essentially my tip toes as a wyverian. Thankfully the instinct of walking in this body stayed when I unfortunately subsumed the original tenant.
Reaching the average door, I slid the lock out and opened the door. I was then greeted with the face of a middle aged man with the softest looking beard I have ever seen. He was also about two heads taller than me and jacked as hell. Thanks to this body's memories, I knew who he was, so I smiled at him.
"Hello, Yorick. Got anything for me?"
The man's blue eyes light up with mirth as he chuckled at my words, even though I didn't really think that was funny. "Really chief? You forget what to do today?"
Helplessly, I shrugged at the large man, he only chuckled a bit louder at that as he clapped my shoulder. Jeeeesus his hand is big. "Humor me."
"Hmmmmmmmmm... Alright then chief." Yorick turned around and beckoned for me to follow him, and my mind moved in two directions. Well, three technically.
The first one was me simply following him automatically, listening to him talk clearly. He was explaining all that the settlement has done so far, and how I've been helping direct people and giving them tasks while assisting where I can.
The second direction my mind went is through this body's memory lane. A young wyverian named Eien, the granddaughter of a late wyverian that passed away, Eien was a hunter before she received the notice of her grandfather's passing. In his will, he had apparently left this quaint little hamlet far north of the Verdant Hills to her and given her some encouraging words that she might be the one to breathe life into this place and turn it into a thriving city. Which, ambitious of him to be sure but that letter was putting a lot of expectations on her ass there.
Finally the third direction, I was having a 'mind's eye' spot the system UI popping up in the corner of my vision and I spotted quite a few things. Villager info, identifying buildings, a counter for all the resources in our posession, a shop icon, and a separate resource that I think belongs to me alone.
"Recently thanks to the supplies you brought along with you, I and some of the metalworkers were able to upgrade my forge. With it, I'll be able to make stronger weapons and tools along with things that require a finer set of tools such as complex metal parts and the like." My mind came back into focus as I followed Yorick into his forge, the hot air blasting into me as I peaked around the large man to behold the blazing forge and his three apprentices.
"That's great Yorick, I'll be sure to come to you when I need something made." I told him with a smile, he only laughed and clapped my back, drawing a grunt from me.
"Hah! I'd be the only one you could go to when you need something made anyway!" He said with a shit eating grin, I rolled my eyes before I started walking away.
As soon as I left, my smile became a little strained as I settled into this body, the memories from my past life and the ones from Eien were thankfully staying separate. Well, I 'knew' how to hunt, but I don't particularly remember how to hunt. That's the thing, I may have to practice with hunter weapons since this is the monster hunter world, there is a high chance a stray velociprey pack or rathalos might attack the settlement. From memory, there is only two other hunters that have made this place their base of operations aside from me. Which is a surprise since hunting supplies aren't easy to come by here.
The hamlet wasn't large enough to warrant placing a Hunter's Guild Branch Office, so that is rough. But interestingly enough, registered hunters are able to request a partnership with a handler so that they would be able to station themselves at villages without branch offices. The two hunters that were staying here were actually sharing a handler, and that handlers are trained to identify the local environment if it needs interference from a hunter or not.
It was really interesting, especially since while the Hunter's Guild was a worldwide organization, they couldn't be everywhere, and on top of that there were multiple kingdoms in existence and they work with the Hunter's Guild. There were bound to be some villages that did not have a branch office, which meant they had a higher chance of being helpless against dangerous monsters.
So handler and hunter partners are allowed to station themselves at random villages and settlements to be able to protect them. The only caveat to the whole partnership thing is that the hunter needs to be a certain rank, the rank shows how skilled a hunter is and with a high rank a hunter can be trusted to not bite off more than they could chew.
Ah, but I digress. Whether I like it or not, I'm now going to be living in this world. A world filled with fantastical monsters that could probably kill me by just sneezing in my general direction.
Eien, sorry for taking your life. But I promise I'll live it as best I can... I should also make a memorial for my past life, just so I don't forget them at least.
But I can do that some other time, now? Now I need to begin taking stock of the settlement, and see what I can do to start improving it.
Thankfully I have this helpful little system to give me an edge here. So for now, let's find a place I can sit then I can take a better look at the system.
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From Absolute Zero to Absolute Monster (Pokemon SI) 2
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
Blinking away the bright spots in my vision, I shook myself just a little to regain my sight. Right, I still need to get used to that. I'll be staying in pokeballs whenever I am not let out after all. As my eyesight returned to me, I felt a hand softly pat my head and turned to see Daisy looking down at me.
"Hello again Zero. I figured that since we are by a river, I can introduce you to my other pokemon while we train. You're the fourth pokemon to join my team, I do hope we can work together well!" Daisy said with a bright looking smile, that smile was so bright I had to squint a little.
She then took a few steps away, and I noticed the river right behind me. So I flopped into it, as a water-type fish pokemon the river waters felt absolutely heavenly. It is definitely so much better compared to the sim-house of a pokeball, at least maybe the other pokeballs would offer better simulations. Turning to face Daisy, who was watching me with a somewhat worried smile, I waved a flipper at her which caused her smile to brighten a bit. Oh, oops I might have worried her that I would leave when I dropped into the river, my bad.
"Come on out everyone!" Daisy called out with a large happy smile as she threw her three pokeballs into the air, all of them opening with sharp bright flashes. The white beams exiting the pokemon containers and flowing to the ground, all forming distinct shapes and I could already tell that her team was actually rather promising.
The first one to form was a star shaped pokemon, brown in color with a red gem in the center with a golden metal-like casing around it. A Staryu, a healthy looking one too considering how shiny it looks, it seemed to be curious of me. The next one after that is an adorable blue colored tadpole, with a white belly and a black swirl marking on it, a Poliwag and it looks incredibly friendly considering it smiled and started waddling to me. Finally was another fish that doesn't seem concerned that it was out of water, a white body with orange markings, big pink lips and a short horn- ooh, that's a lucky one Daisy caught. I saw the horn spark a bit, a Goldeen, and a female if I understand the short horn right.
"Hi everyone, this is Zero, he'll be joining us on our journey from now on. I hope everyone will get along. Zero, these are the rest of my pokemon, this is Ruby the Staryu, Happi the Poliwag, and Princess the Goldeen." Daisy stepped up to the river and got down to start introducing me to her team, for a starting team she's got a pretty decent line-up of water pokemon. As she introduced me to her pokemon, she told me their names and which pokemon they were, though I already knew of their pokemon species.
Very interesting line-up, if she trains us all to our final evolutions, she'll be having secondary typings of Psychic, Fighting, and my Flying. Versatile enough, and even then, Seakings are not a pokemon to scoff at either, combined with the Goldeen's little hidden ability I nearly missed and she has a potentially powerful water team already. It's just a matter of whether she'll be able to last long in the trainer circuit. She could even pick up a Seel or Shelder if she's looking for some tanky bulk on her team.
"Hi there new friend! You are really big! Your name is Zero? Cool! My name is Happi! Want to train together? You're scales are so red and shiny! Wait, let's be friends first! Then we can train together!" My earholes were suddenly assaulted by rapid fire questions coming from Happi in a young boy's voice, and I had to acquiesce that this poliwag earned that name with how excitable he seems to be.
"Greetings newcomer. We apologize for Happi, we are Ruby. We hope that we can trust you with our trainer. We do look forward to training with you soon." The staryu introduced themselves to me with an echoing voice, and that was a weird speech pattern but I'd have to get used to that.
"So this is Daisy's newest dance partner. You're much larger than the rest of us, I can agree with that. But I do hope you'll pull your own weight by yourself. We can't let Daisy down just because one of us decided to slack off. If I do have to speak my name again, then I suppose it would be fitting coming from me. I am Princess, and I am Daisy's first dance partner, her starter." The goldeen said in a voice I would have to liken to those ojou-sama girls in some anime I used to watch back in my first life. Very prideful too surprisingly, actually not that surprising if I remember the pokedex info.
"Hello to you all, as said by Daisy, I am Zero. I look forward to working with you all, though I will have to warn you. My species aren't that strong immediately, it will depend on whether she has the patience/determination to help me evolve. I will try and help her train me if I can... Doesn't help that she can't really understand me." I saw the poliwag bounce over into the water before paddling up to me.
"No worries new friend! I'm weak too, but Daisy said that she'll help me be strong!"
"Happi is correct, we understand that you may be weak now. But with the help of our trainer Daisy, rest assured that you will not be weak for long." Ruby said as he turned to walk over to Daisy.
"...I would say it is unacceptable for you to say you are weak, but my dance partner will surely straighten you out. Just don't slow us down." Princess, and what a fitting name that is, huffed before she leaped into the river and started swimming in circles.
Huh. Well, two out of three ain't bad. I doubt I'd be making friends with Princess anytime soon, I then saw Daisy pointedly looking at me while beckoning me with her hand. I saw Ruby cartwheeling away a short distance before they started firing small water beams out of their... appendages, yeah let's go with that.
Swimming my way over closer, I also saw Happi paddling beside me, and I took note of how large I was compared to the little tadpole pokemon. Princess' little comment of me being bigger than their entire team made me just realize now that I'd probably become an absolute monster when I evolve. But, who says I need to evolve to be useful? That was just a game mechanic and like it or not, this is the real world for me.
Who says I can't train and use some abilities that would be available to me when I evolve? The capability to learn them had to come from somewhere, I just had to focus inward and maybe I'd be able to figure out some moves, especially since in the real world the four move limit isn't exactly a thing. Now, the physical moves should be easy since they are martial moves and I can just train those by training my body, as for the more fantastical ones like special moves and elemental type moves, I may need to look inward for those.
I watch as Daisy smiled down at the poliwag whose tail was wagging and myself. "I'm glad you seem to be getting along with Happi and Ruby, uhh don't mind Princess, she can take some getting used to. I understand it." She leaned in and whispered conspiringly, albeit in a joking manner.
"When I first hatched her from her egg, she wanted nothing to do with me. But she imprinted on me, and when I went to sleep my parents told me that Princess would swim up to the glass and rest next to me. Her aquarium was next to my bed and connected to the pools."
She never got farther since she was interrupted by a light splash of water on her face, causing her to fall backwards while giggling. I turned to see the aforementioned goldeen looking both irritated and embarrassed that her 'dirty laundry' is being aired out without her permission. I faintly heard her grumble about her dance partner embarrassing her in front of the newbie and I had to close my mouth or else I'd let out a chuckle.
Turning back to Daisy I saw her giggle softly before wiping her face, afterwards she picked up Happi and set him in the ground. She told the tadpole pokemon to continue practicing and trying to learn some moves, one thing I noticed is that she asks them to look for what is easiest for him for now and they can work on more difficult and complex move sets in the future.
So far that was promising, time to see what she'll say to me, I watch her stand up before walking to the edge of the water and sitting before me.
"So, Zero. I'm going to be honest, dad told me that gyarados are really dangerous and that many trainers have lost their lives trying to tame one. So I will have to admit, I don't really know how to train you." Well, that was a little disappointing, but it wasn't surprising. If we take in pokedex entries, most gyarados are incredibly volatile and are the most likely candidate for water pokemon that would attack humans unprovoked if one wanders too near.
"But I'm still going to try my best to help, I did watch the Indigo Plateau battles on the tv and saw a few trainers with gyarados and their moves, so I think you'll be able to do them. As for how we can help you evolve, well apparently most gyarados are evolved when the magikarp gets really angry. But to be honest, I don't really want that to be how you evolve, maybe we can find some other way?" Ok, that's respectable Daisy, even if you don't know much about my species you are still taking the time to try and help. Far be it for me to make things harder for you for no real reason. Though for the evolution part, I couldn't help but slightly cringe at that.
Yeah most gyarados are evolved from magikarp whose rage overpowers their meekness and fear filled tendencies, the result is a pokemon that is nicknamed the atrocious pokemon for its oh so wonderful personality. Now, I've seen a few fanfics that touch on how pokemon evolve outside of the games, and I may or may not have to try and remember some old tales from my first life considering most if not all pokemon are inspired by these old tales.
One thing that stuck out to me is the reference to the asian carp and the evolution being based on a certain legend about a carp leaping over the dragon gate to become a dragon. Now, I don't know how much I can trust that considering that they were just based on that legend, but aside from getting the shit kicked out of me and getting made enough to rival the Hulk in anger.
That is really my only possible lead to evolving, and carp leaping over things at least helps me narrow down what does it mean. It probably means about leaping over great obstacles with nothing but your hard work, blood, sweat, tears, and all. An obstacle that would see me struggle and fail repeatedly until I succeed, and aside from a mountain, there is only one thing I can think of that would fit the fish pokemon.
A waterfall.
I'll need to fight the currents and swim up a waterfall, to the point that I'll clear it. Now, it can't be that easy, if it was then there'd be a lot of more chill gyarados in the world. The task was going to be hell for me, but I don't see any waterfalls in the distance so that will have to wait.
For now I will have to train with the others, and most likely meditate in order to see how I can use elemental and special type moves.
Hmm, I wonder who will Daisy's first gym battle be?
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Trainer Info
Name: Daisy Cascada
Age: 10
Gender: Female
Pokemon List:
Starter: Princess - Goldeen
Ruby - Staryu
Happi - Poliwag
(SI)Zero - Alpha Magikarp
[I'd list the abilities each of them has, but I think I already spoiled one. :3]
Edit: [Also Daisy went against her dad and picked up a dangerous pokemon. The little rebel.]
"Hello again Zero. I figured that since we are by a river, I can introduce you to my other pokemon while we train. You're the fourth pokemon to join my team, I do hope we can work together well!" Daisy said with a bright looking smile, that smile was so bright I had to squint a little.
She then took a few steps away, and I noticed the river right behind me. So I flopped into it, as a water-type fish pokemon the river waters felt absolutely heavenly. It is definitely so much better compared to the sim-house of a pokeball, at least maybe the other pokeballs would offer better simulations. Turning to face Daisy, who was watching me with a somewhat worried smile, I waved a flipper at her which caused her smile to brighten a bit. Oh, oops I might have worried her that I would leave when I dropped into the river, my bad.
"Come on out everyone!" Daisy called out with a large happy smile as she threw her three pokeballs into the air, all of them opening with sharp bright flashes. The white beams exiting the pokemon containers and flowing to the ground, all forming distinct shapes and I could already tell that her team was actually rather promising.
The first one to form was a star shaped pokemon, brown in color with a red gem in the center with a golden metal-like casing around it. A Staryu, a healthy looking one too considering how shiny it looks, it seemed to be curious of me. The next one after that is an adorable blue colored tadpole, with a white belly and a black swirl marking on it, a Poliwag and it looks incredibly friendly considering it smiled and started waddling to me. Finally was another fish that doesn't seem concerned that it was out of water, a white body with orange markings, big pink lips and a short horn- ooh, that's a lucky one Daisy caught. I saw the horn spark a bit, a Goldeen, and a female if I understand the short horn right.
"Hi everyone, this is Zero, he'll be joining us on our journey from now on. I hope everyone will get along. Zero, these are the rest of my pokemon, this is Ruby the Staryu, Happi the Poliwag, and Princess the Goldeen." Daisy stepped up to the river and got down to start introducing me to her team, for a starting team she's got a pretty decent line-up of water pokemon. As she introduced me to her pokemon, she told me their names and which pokemon they were, though I already knew of their pokemon species.
Very interesting line-up, if she trains us all to our final evolutions, she'll be having secondary typings of Psychic, Fighting, and my Flying. Versatile enough, and even then, Seakings are not a pokemon to scoff at either, combined with the Goldeen's little hidden ability I nearly missed and she has a potentially powerful water team already. It's just a matter of whether she'll be able to last long in the trainer circuit. She could even pick up a Seel or Shelder if she's looking for some tanky bulk on her team.
"Hi there new friend! You are really big! Your name is Zero? Cool! My name is Happi! Want to train together? You're scales are so red and shiny! Wait, let's be friends first! Then we can train together!" My earholes were suddenly assaulted by rapid fire questions coming from Happi in a young boy's voice, and I had to acquiesce that this poliwag earned that name with how excitable he seems to be.
"Greetings newcomer. We apologize for Happi, we are Ruby. We hope that we can trust you with our trainer. We do look forward to training with you soon." The staryu introduced themselves to me with an echoing voice, and that was a weird speech pattern but I'd have to get used to that.
"So this is Daisy's newest dance partner. You're much larger than the rest of us, I can agree with that. But I do hope you'll pull your own weight by yourself. We can't let Daisy down just because one of us decided to slack off. If I do have to speak my name again, then I suppose it would be fitting coming from me. I am Princess, and I am Daisy's first dance partner, her starter." The goldeen said in a voice I would have to liken to those ojou-sama girls in some anime I used to watch back in my first life. Very prideful too surprisingly, actually not that surprising if I remember the pokedex info.
"Hello to you all, as said by Daisy, I am Zero. I look forward to working with you all, though I will have to warn you. My species aren't that strong immediately, it will depend on whether she has the patience/determination to help me evolve. I will try and help her train me if I can... Doesn't help that she can't really understand me." I saw the poliwag bounce over into the water before paddling up to me.
"No worries new friend! I'm weak too, but Daisy said that she'll help me be strong!"
"Happi is correct, we understand that you may be weak now. But with the help of our trainer Daisy, rest assured that you will not be weak for long." Ruby said as he turned to walk over to Daisy.
"...I would say it is unacceptable for you to say you are weak, but my dance partner will surely straighten you out. Just don't slow us down." Princess, and what a fitting name that is, huffed before she leaped into the river and started swimming in circles.
Huh. Well, two out of three ain't bad. I doubt I'd be making friends with Princess anytime soon, I then saw Daisy pointedly looking at me while beckoning me with her hand. I saw Ruby cartwheeling away a short distance before they started firing small water beams out of their... appendages, yeah let's go with that.
Swimming my way over closer, I also saw Happi paddling beside me, and I took note of how large I was compared to the little tadpole pokemon. Princess' little comment of me being bigger than their entire team made me just realize now that I'd probably become an absolute monster when I evolve. But, who says I need to evolve to be useful? That was just a game mechanic and like it or not, this is the real world for me.
Who says I can't train and use some abilities that would be available to me when I evolve? The capability to learn them had to come from somewhere, I just had to focus inward and maybe I'd be able to figure out some moves, especially since in the real world the four move limit isn't exactly a thing. Now, the physical moves should be easy since they are martial moves and I can just train those by training my body, as for the more fantastical ones like special moves and elemental type moves, I may need to look inward for those.
I watch as Daisy smiled down at the poliwag whose tail was wagging and myself. "I'm glad you seem to be getting along with Happi and Ruby, uhh don't mind Princess, she can take some getting used to. I understand it." She leaned in and whispered conspiringly, albeit in a joking manner.
"When I first hatched her from her egg, she wanted nothing to do with me. But she imprinted on me, and when I went to sleep my parents told me that Princess would swim up to the glass and rest next to me. Her aquarium was next to my bed and connected to the pools."
She never got farther since she was interrupted by a light splash of water on her face, causing her to fall backwards while giggling. I turned to see the aforementioned goldeen looking both irritated and embarrassed that her 'dirty laundry' is being aired out without her permission. I faintly heard her grumble about her dance partner embarrassing her in front of the newbie and I had to close my mouth or else I'd let out a chuckle.
Turning back to Daisy I saw her giggle softly before wiping her face, afterwards she picked up Happi and set him in the ground. She told the tadpole pokemon to continue practicing and trying to learn some moves, one thing I noticed is that she asks them to look for what is easiest for him for now and they can work on more difficult and complex move sets in the future.
So far that was promising, time to see what she'll say to me, I watch her stand up before walking to the edge of the water and sitting before me.
"So, Zero. I'm going to be honest, dad told me that gyarados are really dangerous and that many trainers have lost their lives trying to tame one. So I will have to admit, I don't really know how to train you." Well, that was a little disappointing, but it wasn't surprising. If we take in pokedex entries, most gyarados are incredibly volatile and are the most likely candidate for water pokemon that would attack humans unprovoked if one wanders too near.
"But I'm still going to try my best to help, I did watch the Indigo Plateau battles on the tv and saw a few trainers with gyarados and their moves, so I think you'll be able to do them. As for how we can help you evolve, well apparently most gyarados are evolved when the magikarp gets really angry. But to be honest, I don't really want that to be how you evolve, maybe we can find some other way?" Ok, that's respectable Daisy, even if you don't know much about my species you are still taking the time to try and help. Far be it for me to make things harder for you for no real reason. Though for the evolution part, I couldn't help but slightly cringe at that.
Yeah most gyarados are evolved from magikarp whose rage overpowers their meekness and fear filled tendencies, the result is a pokemon that is nicknamed the atrocious pokemon for its oh so wonderful personality. Now, I've seen a few fanfics that touch on how pokemon evolve outside of the games, and I may or may not have to try and remember some old tales from my first life considering most if not all pokemon are inspired by these old tales.
One thing that stuck out to me is the reference to the asian carp and the evolution being based on a certain legend about a carp leaping over the dragon gate to become a dragon. Now, I don't know how much I can trust that considering that they were just based on that legend, but aside from getting the shit kicked out of me and getting made enough to rival the Hulk in anger.
That is really my only possible lead to evolving, and carp leaping over things at least helps me narrow down what does it mean. It probably means about leaping over great obstacles with nothing but your hard work, blood, sweat, tears, and all. An obstacle that would see me struggle and fail repeatedly until I succeed, and aside from a mountain, there is only one thing I can think of that would fit the fish pokemon.
A waterfall.
I'll need to fight the currents and swim up a waterfall, to the point that I'll clear it. Now, it can't be that easy, if it was then there'd be a lot of more chill gyarados in the world. The task was going to be hell for me, but I don't see any waterfalls in the distance so that will have to wait.
For now I will have to train with the others, and most likely meditate in order to see how I can use elemental and special type moves.
Hmm, I wonder who will Daisy's first gym battle be?
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Trainer Info
Name: Daisy Cascada
Age: 10
Gender: Female
Pokemon List:
Starter: Princess - Goldeen
Ruby - Staryu
Happi - Poliwag
(SI)Zero - Alpha Magikarp
[I'd list the abilities each of them has, but I think I already spoiled one. :3]
Edit: [Also Daisy went against her dad and picked up a dangerous pokemon. The little rebel.]
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He shall dance through the air and deliver destruction on thous that earn her highness Daisy's wrath!
- Location
- United States
Mother is constructed alternatively is great, would like to see more of that, and the others.
From Absolute Zero to Absolute Monster (Pokemon SI) 3
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
I was sitting at the edge of the riverbank, I was not sulking. I am ignoring the laughing poliwag and chuckling Daisy. I could only count my lucky stars that Ruby and Princess weren't also laughing at me, for very different reasons. Ruby didn't seem to find it funny and actually seemed a little understanding, while Princess on the other hand thought it was uncouth for her to laugh at another's misfortune.
But at least I managed to figure a few things out with my little meditation session, one thing I found out is that Magikarp DO have access to aura and that they have rather delicate senses thanks to their whiskers. Turns out if a magikarp isn't adequately prepared, breaching water sends them into panic and splash around doing nothing at all. Magikarp can only calm down if it gets the chance to, or if they start in water.
Another thing I found out is that while I have access to aura, apparently it is locked to affinities, which are basically pokemon typings.
Things like Fire, Grass, Water, Ice, and yadda yadda. Magikarp primarily have a water affinity with a very faint flying affinity. Which makes sense considering Gyarados, but what interests me is that along with the faint flying affinity, I have an affinity for DARK of all things. Then I remember a certain Mega Evolution of Gyarados, which somehow makes sense.
But that puts me at a strange predicament, can non Flying types fly? What happens if a Gyarados that learned how to fly mega evolves? Do they lose the capability of flight or do they keep it? But that's a thought for future me, I'll just say the Dark Affinity is neat and move on... I wonder if I can learn bite? That'll be hilarious actually since magikarp don't really have teeth.
I did manage to learn how to Tackle already though, it's just throwing your body at the opponent as hard as you can. Combined with my rather sizeable bulk, I actually grew a bit more thanks to the good pokechow it tastes surprisingly good, and I could reliably body much smaller pokemon and deal damage to those of similar size. I actually Tackled an arrogant little Pidgey that thought I was an easy meal, sent it to lala land.
Now as for why Happi and Daisy were laughing at me? It was because I tried to learn a water type move, something like Bubble or Water Gun, now the results of that little attempt were... mixed. It was instinctual for me to channel aura into Water Type Energy and try to use the move.
The problem is that I was not experienced with even using water type energy, and that I have not practiced any muscle groups and energy channels that would assist me there, but I had quite a bit of water energy channeled within me already.
So the result? I basically barfed water so hard that I was MOVING because of the force and couldn't really stop myself until the energy ran out. So here I was, on the riverbank as I glared at the sand for that horribly embarrassing event. The bright side to this is that I now have a feel of how to channel the energies, so now I just have try and learn either Water Gun or Bubble, considering those are basic water type moves.
Just as my thoughts kept on running, I felt a hand touch the scales on top of my head and turned slightly to see Daisy smiling at me apologetically. "Hey Zero, sorry for laughing. But that's really cool you know how to use water gun already, you are already much stronger than the other magikarps I came across."
It was oh so very tempting for me to just turn away, I kind of wanted to act a little petulant but the adult in me admitted that the whole flying magikarp via water vomit was pretty funny. So I just bumped my head into her hand, trying to convey that it was fine.
Daisy's smile grew a little as she pat my head. "I'm glad you're getting stronger Zero, we're going to need everyone's strength because our first gym battle is going to be a tough one. We'll be running into Vermilion City first, that means we'll be fighting Gym Leader Surge, an electric-type specialist."
If I could hiss, I would. That's a big hurdle to clear for a budding Water Pokemon Master-hopeful, I'm so glad I haven't evolved yet, electric types would be the bane of my fishy arse... But, maybe I could cheat? Actually that's an interesting thought, I'll try and practice that later.
But yeah, Lieutenant Surge for the first badge gym battle. Princess will be outright immune to electric attacks thanks to her shenanigans, however Ruby, Happi, and myself won't be so lucky since none of us really have a cheeky little skill to give a middle finger to an entire element. So we'd have to fight differently, I think I can cheat using aura and my faint dark affinity but I'll need to experiment.
Which if I'm successful, Daisy would have myself and Princess as 'decent' options against an electric type gym. Which considering it will be her first badge, I'll have to assume the gym leader will adjust, since I highly doubt every trainer would start their journey at Pallet Town. Which if I remember right, First Badge Gym Battles are always a two pokemon max affair.
...
Then again, this is Lieutenant Surge of all people. While I cannot really judge a person from one's memories of a show, I'd rather err on the side of caution and think the man would probably not care and probably use two evolved pokemon for the first gym battle challenge.
This will be troublesome.
Hmm... It would probably be a good idea to see if I can cloak myself in Dark energy, I highly doubt I'll be able to use any moves of the Dark or Flying type category unless I train up my affinities somehow.
"Let's get back to training yeah?" I heard Daisy ask, and I nodded my head as best as I could... I will not deny the head scratching that followed, it was nice. Short as it was.
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Sometimes Daisy can't help but think that the newest addition to her roster was... strange. It never ceased to make her feel guilty whenever she thought that, but she had to acquiesce that he wasn't like the other magikarps she had seen before. Not only was he most certainly bigger, and she thought he was also getting just a tad bit bigger, but he also wasn't as helpless as the other fish pokemon.
She wasn't blind, she was about to order Princess to help Zero when a Pidgey was swooping down towards him, only for the order to die in her mouth when she saw him one hit Tackle the bird pokemon.
Zero was most definitely strange magikarp, but Daisy was glad nonetheless that she was able to get him. Surge was going to be a difficult gym battle, especially since she was going to be using nothing but Water Type Pokemon.
Daisy knew that her starter Princess had a rather powerful ability for this gym, she was able to absorb electric type attacks and not suffer any damage from it. It would only be a different story if the attack had some form of physical aspect to it, something like a thunder punch or anything similar. But attacks like Shockwave and Thunderbolt? Princess would be able to eat it, so that meant she was going to be one of the pokemon she will use for the First Badge Gym Battle.
But that still left the one pokemon she'd have to bring, one that she has to be careful with since Happi, Ruby, and Zero didn't exactly have anything that could protect them from electric type attacks. Though after they had left the river and continued her journey, Daisy did feel something shift with Zero, it didn't feel like it was anything bad but it still confused her.
But on her way to Vermilion City, she was accosted by another trainer that looked to be her age. "Hey you! Let's battle!"
The budding Water Pokemon specialist blinked a few times as she registered what she just heard before turning to see her opponent, it was a boy wearing a straw hat and actually now that she got a better look, the boy oddly looked a bit younger than her.
Regardless, it was a good opportunity to let Zero get some experience battling. So she took out her newest recruit's pokeball and smiled at the boy, nodding her head. "Sure! How many pokemon you have?"
"Really?! Awesome! I got three! How 'bout you?" The boy cheered before pulling out a pokeball from his belt and pointing at her.
"I have four, but I can limit myself to three." Daisy said with a leading tone to her voice, showing the three other pokeballs on her belt with a wave of her hand.
The boy on the other hand scratched the back of his head with a sheepish smile. "Ah yeah, yes please that would be cool."
The eldest Cascada sister smiled and giggled a little bit behind her hand before she prepared Zero's pokeball. "Alright, ready?"
"Yeah! Let's Battle lady!" The excitable looking boy shouted as he pulled his arm back to throw his pokeball. "Spinarak I choose you!"
On the boy's side, the white beam landed on the grass and formed a little green spider, it took Daisy all she had to not coo at the adorable looking pokemon. Especially when it has those big round eyes on top of its very round body, but she quickly shook herself out of it, pulling back her pokeball in order to throw it. "Come on out Zero!"
The beam exiting her pokeball struck the ground, and dissipating as her rather large magikarp took to the grass without panicking thankfully. Daisy saw the boy across from her blink before openly gawking at the magikarp. "Uhhh, that's a big magikarp you got there lady."
"Yeah, he's a big boy." Just as she said that, Daisy blinked as she saw Zero glare at the spinarak with surprising intensity. The spinarak seemed to hiss in aggravation, getting lower to the ground while baring its fangs. Did Zero just? No it can't be.
"Alrighty then, Spinarak! Use String Shot on the Magikarp!"
"Zero! Hop to dodge the strings and counter with a Tackle!"
The battle began with the Spinarak spitting a lot of strings that flew through the air and towards Zero, unfortunately for the little bug pokemon, Zero had stronger muscles than the normal magikarp. Zero flopped his fins and tail in order to jump to the side before he started oddly skipping his way quickly towards the much smaller Spinarak.
It reminded Daisy of how Seels moved, it was a clever way to traverse land without the aid of water. In fact it was very clever that she had Princess learn how he did it. She watched as Zero turned and slammed the spinarak with the majority of his bulk, sending the bug pokemon flying back, the string shot forgotten as it landed at its trainer's feet.
"Don't give up now Spinarak! Quick use Absorb!"
Narrowing her eyes at that, she quickly barked her order. That was a Grass Type move, it was going to hurt Zero a lot. "Dodge back and fire a Water Gun in return Zero!"
Unfortunately for Daisy, the Spinarak was able to quickly get the drop on Zero since he was still righting himself after the Tackle. The bug pokemon fired a green colored beam from the horn on its head and she witnessed Zero flinch as bluish energy bled off her magikarp before turning green and flowing back to the Spinarak.
Though she couldn't help but be thankful when Zero simply shook his head and body before slapping his tail against the ground and leaping into the air. The magikarp's mouth lit in blue light before he fired a large Water Gun at the Spinarak, hitting it and sending it flying again, only this time the pokemon slumped over out cold.
"Spinarak! Return buddy, you did your best." The boy cried out in dismay before returning his pokemon, after letting out a sigh of relief seeing the bug pokemon was just out cold. He turned to look at Daisy and Zero who landed right in front of the girl. "It's really weird seeing it, but your magikarp is really tough lady!"
Daisy shrugged with a sheepish smile on her face, the Magikarp bounced as if acknowledging his words. "Thank you, I guess?"
"Hehe, don't worry it's a compliment lady! Pineco let's go!" The boy threw his pokeball, and out came a pokemon that looked very similar to a pinecone if only bigger, the pineco wasn't that much smaller than Zero but she highly doubted it was going to be fast.
"Zero quick! Use Water Gun and focus down that Pineco!"
"Pineco use Dig!" As the boy said that, Daisy couldn't help but blink. If she remembers right, then that wasn't a normal move for a Pineco.
Regardless, it did the job. As when Zero fired another large Water Gun, the Pineco began spinning in place before it descended into the earth, Zero was quickly darting his eyes left and right, trying to figure out where will the hidden bug type pop out from the ground. "Zero keep moving! Try and shift into a Tackle when the Pineco comes out!"
Hearing his trainer, Zero wiggled before slapping his tail against the grass and started bouncing forwards, using his fins to direct his movement. Further reminding Daisy of a Seel and she couldn't help but idly wondered if she could find one in Vermilion City's waters.
"Pineco use Rapid Spin as you get out and chase that magikarp!"
Just as Zero left, the ground cracked before breaking as Pineco shot up and started spinning like a top, the bug pokemon spinning quickly as it tilted itself in order to give chase. Zero turned around with a flop before charging towards the Pineco, the fish pokemon turning himself as he went for a Tackle, meeting the Pineco's Rapid Spin.
The two pokemon collided, staying locked for a quick second before Pineco spun off to the right and Zero slid to the left, Zero shook himself and angled to see his scales looked a bit roughened up. The Pineco on the other hand did not look too great, the bug pokemon seemed to be tired just from clashing with the abnormal fish pokemon.
Daisy's opponent took notice of this and grimaced before returning his Pineco, only to look confused when Daisy also returned Zero despite the fact it was obvious the magikarp still had a lot of fuel left in the tank. But in the end the boy just shrugged before pulling out his third and final pokeball, Daisy following suite with pulling out a different one.
"Butterfree I choose you!"
"Come on out Happi!"
Forming on their respective trainer's sides, a Butterfree and a Poliwag entered the field. Daisy narrowed her eyes at the Butterfree, that was a fully evolved pokemon right in front of her. This must be the boy's starter or most worked on pokemon. None of her pokemon were evolved yet but she believed Happi has a chance to take out this Butterfree.
"Happi use Water Gun on its wings!"
"Butterfree fly around to dodge it and use String Shot to wrap its mouth shut!"
"Don't let it do that Happi! Dodge those strings!"
With those orders given, Happi cheered before firing a much smaller Water Gun compared to Zero's at the flying bug pokemon. The Butterfree on the other hand began flying higher and soaring around, dodging the Water Gun with remarkable ease.
Happi couldn't keep up the Water Gun and stopped firing, the Butterfree seeing its shot dove down and began spitting out multiple strings at the poliwag's direction. Despite her order, Happi was not fast enough to dodge those strings as they flew faster than the Spinarak's did, Happi's mouth was wrapped shut so he was going to have a hard time trying to use any water based attacks with his mouth.
"Now Butterfree! Sweep in for a Bug Bite!"
"Not so fast! Happi use Hypnosis!"
"Oh shoot, Butterfree stop!"
Unfortunately for the boy, the Butterfree wouldn't be able to stop in time as it was now committed to the dive, giving Happi the opportunity to use his belly's swirl pattern to hypnotize the flying bug pokemon. The Butterfree's eyes dimmed a little bit, showing it's vacancy, however the Butterfree continued its dive and accidentally dove into the ground, hurting itself in its hypnotized state.
"Great job Happi! Use Mud Shot to weigh it down and follow it up with a Pound!"
"Snap out of it Butterfree! Come on!"
The Butterfree sadly was still hypnotized as it slowly got up from eating dirt, Happi on the other hand used his tail in order to break up the ground and turn it into mud before slinging it at the Butterfree, hitting the bug pokemon and weighing it down with some extra mud.
This woke up the pokemon from its hypnotized state, the Butterfree shook its head before turning to see the poliwag soaring through the air with its tail ready.
"Dodge it Butterfree!" It was about to, however thanks to the blob of mud splattering on it and getting on its wings, the Butterfree couldn't quite move fast enough. Happi came in and Pounded the Butterfree with his tail, sending it to the ground bouncing before stopping at the boy's feet.
Both trainers witnessed the Butterfree trying to get up before it slumped over, the boy sighed with a smile, defeated fair and square. While Daisy jumped in victory, picking up Happi and hugging him close to her chest. "Great job Happi!"
The boy placed his hand on the Butterfree's head, gently rubbing it before raising the pokeball. "You did your best buddy, maybe next time. Return." Turning his head towards Daisy, he walked over with a friendly look on his face. "Man you're strong lady, thanks for the battle, I still have quite a bit to go still."
"Don't worry about it, you'll get stronger with time. Oh, by the way do you know the way to Vermilion City? I see a fork in the road up ahead." The Cascada daughter asked after reassuring the boy that he will get stronger as well.
"Going to challenge the Electric type Gym? You're crazy, but just go down the left path and just follow the road. You'll reach a coastline and you just need to follow it to reach Vermilion City. By the way, here's your winnings." The boy said as he handed a couple hundred pokedollars to Daisy.
Taking the money from her fellow trainer, Daisy hugged Happi closer to her chest and bowed at the boy before she began jogging down the road. "Thank you for the directions! I'm off now!"
"Have a safe journey!"
"You too!" Daisy called back as she continued her journey, her first Gym Battle getting ever so closer with each step.
But at least I managed to figure a few things out with my little meditation session, one thing I found out is that Magikarp DO have access to aura and that they have rather delicate senses thanks to their whiskers. Turns out if a magikarp isn't adequately prepared, breaching water sends them into panic and splash around doing nothing at all. Magikarp can only calm down if it gets the chance to, or if they start in water.
Another thing I found out is that while I have access to aura, apparently it is locked to affinities, which are basically pokemon typings.
Things like Fire, Grass, Water, Ice, and yadda yadda. Magikarp primarily have a water affinity with a very faint flying affinity. Which makes sense considering Gyarados, but what interests me is that along with the faint flying affinity, I have an affinity for DARK of all things. Then I remember a certain Mega Evolution of Gyarados, which somehow makes sense.
But that puts me at a strange predicament, can non Flying types fly? What happens if a Gyarados that learned how to fly mega evolves? Do they lose the capability of flight or do they keep it? But that's a thought for future me, I'll just say the Dark Affinity is neat and move on... I wonder if I can learn bite? That'll be hilarious actually since magikarp don't really have teeth.
I did manage to learn how to Tackle already though, it's just throwing your body at the opponent as hard as you can. Combined with my rather sizeable bulk, I actually grew a bit more thanks to the good pokechow it tastes surprisingly good, and I could reliably body much smaller pokemon and deal damage to those of similar size. I actually Tackled an arrogant little Pidgey that thought I was an easy meal, sent it to lala land.
Now as for why Happi and Daisy were laughing at me? It was because I tried to learn a water type move, something like Bubble or Water Gun, now the results of that little attempt were... mixed. It was instinctual for me to channel aura into Water Type Energy and try to use the move.
The problem is that I was not experienced with even using water type energy, and that I have not practiced any muscle groups and energy channels that would assist me there, but I had quite a bit of water energy channeled within me already.
So the result? I basically barfed water so hard that I was MOVING because of the force and couldn't really stop myself until the energy ran out. So here I was, on the riverbank as I glared at the sand for that horribly embarrassing event. The bright side to this is that I now have a feel of how to channel the energies, so now I just have try and learn either Water Gun or Bubble, considering those are basic water type moves.
Just as my thoughts kept on running, I felt a hand touch the scales on top of my head and turned slightly to see Daisy smiling at me apologetically. "Hey Zero, sorry for laughing. But that's really cool you know how to use water gun already, you are already much stronger than the other magikarps I came across."
It was oh so very tempting for me to just turn away, I kind of wanted to act a little petulant but the adult in me admitted that the whole flying magikarp via water vomit was pretty funny. So I just bumped my head into her hand, trying to convey that it was fine.
Daisy's smile grew a little as she pat my head. "I'm glad you're getting stronger Zero, we're going to need everyone's strength because our first gym battle is going to be a tough one. We'll be running into Vermilion City first, that means we'll be fighting Gym Leader Surge, an electric-type specialist."
If I could hiss, I would. That's a big hurdle to clear for a budding Water Pokemon Master-hopeful, I'm so glad I haven't evolved yet, electric types would be the bane of my fishy arse... But, maybe I could cheat? Actually that's an interesting thought, I'll try and practice that later.
But yeah, Lieutenant Surge for the first badge gym battle. Princess will be outright immune to electric attacks thanks to her shenanigans, however Ruby, Happi, and myself won't be so lucky since none of us really have a cheeky little skill to give a middle finger to an entire element. So we'd have to fight differently, I think I can cheat using aura and my faint dark affinity but I'll need to experiment.
Which if I'm successful, Daisy would have myself and Princess as 'decent' options against an electric type gym. Which considering it will be her first badge, I'll have to assume the gym leader will adjust, since I highly doubt every trainer would start their journey at Pallet Town. Which if I remember right, First Badge Gym Battles are always a two pokemon max affair.
...
Then again, this is Lieutenant Surge of all people. While I cannot really judge a person from one's memories of a show, I'd rather err on the side of caution and think the man would probably not care and probably use two evolved pokemon for the first gym battle challenge.
This will be troublesome.
Hmm... It would probably be a good idea to see if I can cloak myself in Dark energy, I highly doubt I'll be able to use any moves of the Dark or Flying type category unless I train up my affinities somehow.
"Let's get back to training yeah?" I heard Daisy ask, and I nodded my head as best as I could... I will not deny the head scratching that followed, it was nice. Short as it was.
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Sometimes Daisy can't help but think that the newest addition to her roster was... strange. It never ceased to make her feel guilty whenever she thought that, but she had to acquiesce that he wasn't like the other magikarps she had seen before. Not only was he most certainly bigger, and she thought he was also getting just a tad bit bigger, but he also wasn't as helpless as the other fish pokemon.
She wasn't blind, she was about to order Princess to help Zero when a Pidgey was swooping down towards him, only for the order to die in her mouth when she saw him one hit Tackle the bird pokemon.
Zero was most definitely strange magikarp, but Daisy was glad nonetheless that she was able to get him. Surge was going to be a difficult gym battle, especially since she was going to be using nothing but Water Type Pokemon.
Daisy knew that her starter Princess had a rather powerful ability for this gym, she was able to absorb electric type attacks and not suffer any damage from it. It would only be a different story if the attack had some form of physical aspect to it, something like a thunder punch or anything similar. But attacks like Shockwave and Thunderbolt? Princess would be able to eat it, so that meant she was going to be one of the pokemon she will use for the First Badge Gym Battle.
But that still left the one pokemon she'd have to bring, one that she has to be careful with since Happi, Ruby, and Zero didn't exactly have anything that could protect them from electric type attacks. Though after they had left the river and continued her journey, Daisy did feel something shift with Zero, it didn't feel like it was anything bad but it still confused her.
But on her way to Vermilion City, she was accosted by another trainer that looked to be her age. "Hey you! Let's battle!"
The budding Water Pokemon specialist blinked a few times as she registered what she just heard before turning to see her opponent, it was a boy wearing a straw hat and actually now that she got a better look, the boy oddly looked a bit younger than her.
Regardless, it was a good opportunity to let Zero get some experience battling. So she took out her newest recruit's pokeball and smiled at the boy, nodding her head. "Sure! How many pokemon you have?"
"Really?! Awesome! I got three! How 'bout you?" The boy cheered before pulling out a pokeball from his belt and pointing at her.
"I have four, but I can limit myself to three." Daisy said with a leading tone to her voice, showing the three other pokeballs on her belt with a wave of her hand.
The boy on the other hand scratched the back of his head with a sheepish smile. "Ah yeah, yes please that would be cool."
The eldest Cascada sister smiled and giggled a little bit behind her hand before she prepared Zero's pokeball. "Alright, ready?"
"Yeah! Let's Battle lady!" The excitable looking boy shouted as he pulled his arm back to throw his pokeball. "Spinarak I choose you!"
On the boy's side, the white beam landed on the grass and formed a little green spider, it took Daisy all she had to not coo at the adorable looking pokemon. Especially when it has those big round eyes on top of its very round body, but she quickly shook herself out of it, pulling back her pokeball in order to throw it. "Come on out Zero!"
The beam exiting her pokeball struck the ground, and dissipating as her rather large magikarp took to the grass without panicking thankfully. Daisy saw the boy across from her blink before openly gawking at the magikarp. "Uhhh, that's a big magikarp you got there lady."
"Yeah, he's a big boy." Just as she said that, Daisy blinked as she saw Zero glare at the spinarak with surprising intensity. The spinarak seemed to hiss in aggravation, getting lower to the ground while baring its fangs. Did Zero just? No it can't be.
"Alrighty then, Spinarak! Use String Shot on the Magikarp!"
"Zero! Hop to dodge the strings and counter with a Tackle!"
The battle began with the Spinarak spitting a lot of strings that flew through the air and towards Zero, unfortunately for the little bug pokemon, Zero had stronger muscles than the normal magikarp. Zero flopped his fins and tail in order to jump to the side before he started oddly skipping his way quickly towards the much smaller Spinarak.
It reminded Daisy of how Seels moved, it was a clever way to traverse land without the aid of water. In fact it was very clever that she had Princess learn how he did it. She watched as Zero turned and slammed the spinarak with the majority of his bulk, sending the bug pokemon flying back, the string shot forgotten as it landed at its trainer's feet.
"Don't give up now Spinarak! Quick use Absorb!"
Narrowing her eyes at that, she quickly barked her order. That was a Grass Type move, it was going to hurt Zero a lot. "Dodge back and fire a Water Gun in return Zero!"
Unfortunately for Daisy, the Spinarak was able to quickly get the drop on Zero since he was still righting himself after the Tackle. The bug pokemon fired a green colored beam from the horn on its head and she witnessed Zero flinch as bluish energy bled off her magikarp before turning green and flowing back to the Spinarak.
Though she couldn't help but be thankful when Zero simply shook his head and body before slapping his tail against the ground and leaping into the air. The magikarp's mouth lit in blue light before he fired a large Water Gun at the Spinarak, hitting it and sending it flying again, only this time the pokemon slumped over out cold.
"Spinarak! Return buddy, you did your best." The boy cried out in dismay before returning his pokemon, after letting out a sigh of relief seeing the bug pokemon was just out cold. He turned to look at Daisy and Zero who landed right in front of the girl. "It's really weird seeing it, but your magikarp is really tough lady!"
Daisy shrugged with a sheepish smile on her face, the Magikarp bounced as if acknowledging his words. "Thank you, I guess?"
"Hehe, don't worry it's a compliment lady! Pineco let's go!" The boy threw his pokeball, and out came a pokemon that looked very similar to a pinecone if only bigger, the pineco wasn't that much smaller than Zero but she highly doubted it was going to be fast.
"Zero quick! Use Water Gun and focus down that Pineco!"
"Pineco use Dig!" As the boy said that, Daisy couldn't help but blink. If she remembers right, then that wasn't a normal move for a Pineco.
Regardless, it did the job. As when Zero fired another large Water Gun, the Pineco began spinning in place before it descended into the earth, Zero was quickly darting his eyes left and right, trying to figure out where will the hidden bug type pop out from the ground. "Zero keep moving! Try and shift into a Tackle when the Pineco comes out!"
Hearing his trainer, Zero wiggled before slapping his tail against the grass and started bouncing forwards, using his fins to direct his movement. Further reminding Daisy of a Seel and she couldn't help but idly wondered if she could find one in Vermilion City's waters.
"Pineco use Rapid Spin as you get out and chase that magikarp!"
Just as Zero left, the ground cracked before breaking as Pineco shot up and started spinning like a top, the bug pokemon spinning quickly as it tilted itself in order to give chase. Zero turned around with a flop before charging towards the Pineco, the fish pokemon turning himself as he went for a Tackle, meeting the Pineco's Rapid Spin.
The two pokemon collided, staying locked for a quick second before Pineco spun off to the right and Zero slid to the left, Zero shook himself and angled to see his scales looked a bit roughened up. The Pineco on the other hand did not look too great, the bug pokemon seemed to be tired just from clashing with the abnormal fish pokemon.
Daisy's opponent took notice of this and grimaced before returning his Pineco, only to look confused when Daisy also returned Zero despite the fact it was obvious the magikarp still had a lot of fuel left in the tank. But in the end the boy just shrugged before pulling out his third and final pokeball, Daisy following suite with pulling out a different one.
"Butterfree I choose you!"
"Come on out Happi!"
Forming on their respective trainer's sides, a Butterfree and a Poliwag entered the field. Daisy narrowed her eyes at the Butterfree, that was a fully evolved pokemon right in front of her. This must be the boy's starter or most worked on pokemon. None of her pokemon were evolved yet but she believed Happi has a chance to take out this Butterfree.
"Happi use Water Gun on its wings!"
"Butterfree fly around to dodge it and use String Shot to wrap its mouth shut!"
"Don't let it do that Happi! Dodge those strings!"
With those orders given, Happi cheered before firing a much smaller Water Gun compared to Zero's at the flying bug pokemon. The Butterfree on the other hand began flying higher and soaring around, dodging the Water Gun with remarkable ease.
Happi couldn't keep up the Water Gun and stopped firing, the Butterfree seeing its shot dove down and began spitting out multiple strings at the poliwag's direction. Despite her order, Happi was not fast enough to dodge those strings as they flew faster than the Spinarak's did, Happi's mouth was wrapped shut so he was going to have a hard time trying to use any water based attacks with his mouth.
"Now Butterfree! Sweep in for a Bug Bite!"
"Not so fast! Happi use Hypnosis!"
"Oh shoot, Butterfree stop!"
Unfortunately for the boy, the Butterfree wouldn't be able to stop in time as it was now committed to the dive, giving Happi the opportunity to use his belly's swirl pattern to hypnotize the flying bug pokemon. The Butterfree's eyes dimmed a little bit, showing it's vacancy, however the Butterfree continued its dive and accidentally dove into the ground, hurting itself in its hypnotized state.
"Great job Happi! Use Mud Shot to weigh it down and follow it up with a Pound!"
"Snap out of it Butterfree! Come on!"
The Butterfree sadly was still hypnotized as it slowly got up from eating dirt, Happi on the other hand used his tail in order to break up the ground and turn it into mud before slinging it at the Butterfree, hitting the bug pokemon and weighing it down with some extra mud.
This woke up the pokemon from its hypnotized state, the Butterfree shook its head before turning to see the poliwag soaring through the air with its tail ready.
"Dodge it Butterfree!" It was about to, however thanks to the blob of mud splattering on it and getting on its wings, the Butterfree couldn't quite move fast enough. Happi came in and Pounded the Butterfree with his tail, sending it to the ground bouncing before stopping at the boy's feet.
Both trainers witnessed the Butterfree trying to get up before it slumped over, the boy sighed with a smile, defeated fair and square. While Daisy jumped in victory, picking up Happi and hugging him close to her chest. "Great job Happi!"
The boy placed his hand on the Butterfree's head, gently rubbing it before raising the pokeball. "You did your best buddy, maybe next time. Return." Turning his head towards Daisy, he walked over with a friendly look on his face. "Man you're strong lady, thanks for the battle, I still have quite a bit to go still."
"Don't worry about it, you'll get stronger with time. Oh, by the way do you know the way to Vermilion City? I see a fork in the road up ahead." The Cascada daughter asked after reassuring the boy that he will get stronger as well.
"Going to challenge the Electric type Gym? You're crazy, but just go down the left path and just follow the road. You'll reach a coastline and you just need to follow it to reach Vermilion City. By the way, here's your winnings." The boy said as he handed a couple hundred pokedollars to Daisy.
Taking the money from her fellow trainer, Daisy hugged Happi closer to her chest and bowed at the boy before she began jogging down the road. "Thank you for the directions! I'm off now!"
"Have a safe journey!"
"You too!" Daisy called back as she continued her journey, her first Gym Battle getting ever so closer with each step.
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Hmm he gets used against surge and when getting shocked he uses spite and learns thunder fang lol
I am the fucking Castle! (RWBY SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
You're up against the Castle and I AM THE FUCKING CASTLE! (RWBY SI)
This life was certainly interesting to say the least. I've been thinking that for the past few years ever since I unlocked my aura and my semblance immediately after, actually that was a half-lie, I already thought that when I was first born in this world after I died in my old one.
. . . I'm not going to talk about how I died, it was embarrassing as shit and I'd prefer to remember anything else other than that.
I was shaken from my thoughts as I was launched away by my ass of a grandfather, I should probably focus on the fact I am currently sparring with an old man that is still strong enough to fold my arse in quarters. Focusing on my aura and semblance is difficult when you are getting the shit kicked out of you, go figure.
"Come on boy! I thought you wanted to be as unyielding as a castle wall?!" Ah gramps, I respect your strength. But I also hate your guts.
Returning my focus to the task at hand, I stare down at the much older man wielding a rather mundane mace. Well, at least mundane when taking into account this world's weapons. I narrow my eyes as I got back up, solidifying my stance and lifting my practice tower shield in my left, and my practice mace in my right. I still haven't gone to actually designing my huntsman weapons yet, but apparently I will be able to soon.
The old man took one step towards me before he exploded into motion, his mace raised high as he crashed into my shield. He was grinning at me, his mace struck my shield, sending me sliding back and making my legs dig trenches into the ground. I'm so glad I can abuse my semblance like this, otherwise I'd be down quite a while ago.
"Well brat?! You're supposed to strike back! Not just sit there and take it!" Easy for you to say you old bastard, even when I use my semblance I'm not that fast.
Grunting, I stop my involuntary movement in order to dash as fast as I can towards my opponent. Raising my own mace, I swipe at my grandfather, he only smirked before swinging to meet my weapon. Using my semblance to cheat, I forcefully pull back my mace in a hastily made feint in order to ram into my opponent with my shield.
As I crashed into him, I heard a grunt before I found myself sliding back again. My legs digging another set of trenches, slamming my kite shield into the ground, which essentially held me in place.
"Not bad, you surprised me Cardy. You're slow as shit, but you hit like a goliath and that's just with your clumsy aura handling." Ah yes, the infamous insulting compliment, I rolled my eyes from behind my shield.
"I'm still learning old man."
"That is why I'm not ripping into your arse for choosing to tank all my hits as you say, you're lucky your semblance is what it is. Adding armor on top of that will ensure your protection from all but the strongest of grimm, even then once you get better with controlling it then you'll be able to be that castle you keep harping on about."
This time I actually rolled my eyes in full view of the old man, he in turn appeared right beside me in order to slap me upside the head. "OW! Fuck! You have to admit though, the idea of just me being this insurmountable 'castle' stopping a grimm wave is pretty cool."
"Hmph. Anyway, let's call it for today. You'll be busy with old Kong designing and building your weapons for the next week, and your arse is going to be preparing for Beacon Academy the week after. Your training is pretty much done anyway."
Huh, that was surprising. But I can't help but feel excited for all of that, the weapon designing and going to Beacon Academy. I've already met a few of the main cast, in fact two of the cast are my friends.
Speaking of which, they're actually going to be meeting up with me later so that's going to be fun.
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Opening the door, I was greeted by the bell jingling and looked around inside to see if my friends arrived earlier. Huh, the diner's got more people than usual, might be a bit difficult to find the- As I was thinking that, I felt a weight make themselves known on my back.
"Hey ginger!" A female voice called out as she propped her arm up on top of my head, I had to fight the urge to sigh.
"Hello there Yang. Are the others here or is it just you still?" Giving my question, I walked into the diner with the blonde bombshell on my back, huh did she gain some weight?... I shouldn't say that actually.
"Yep, we chose a corner. Baby face and Ice queen are there, we kind of already ordered."
"Couldn't even wait until I came so I could order with you. I'm disappointed Yang."
"Hey! You order the same dang thing whenever we all go here anyway, so we just ordered that one for you!"
"It's the thought that counts. Ah, I see them now." As I said that, I saw the couch and the other two friends. Frankly I'm surprised at how I managed to befriend one of them, Jaune Arc was kind of simple since we met at one of my parent's high class parties.
Weiss Schnee on the other hand was a surprising friend, mainly because how we met was with a party like with Jaune, but she swiped the dust crystal I was going to munch on for my semblance on our first meeting. Pfft, she didn't even have the decency to apologize back then, though she was fine with me needling her about it despite the embarrassed blush on her face. We do talk about dust elements together though, it's very surprising how... awkward she is as a friend. Not like how I remember from the show... actually I may have forgotten if she was just arrogant or really awkward with casual settings... probably the latter if I'm being honest.
I watched as Jaune spotted me and poked Weiss, having her look up from her scroll in confusion before she turned towards where the Arc son was pointing. Namely at us, me and Yang saw them give a wave and I nodded at them.
Reaching the seats, I felt Yang get off my back and slide into the bench beside Jaune, which left me to sit beside Weiss. Getting comfortable, I rolled my neck a bit, letting off a few satisfying cracks and getting Weiss to cringe a little beside me.
"Are you sure you should be doing that?" Heh, slowly the Ice Queen is becoming more casual.
"Don't worry about it, it feels nice. That is all that matters here. Anyway, I have a vague idea about my weapon. I know Yang has her shotgun gauntlets, you Weiss have your fancy fencing stick, but what are you going to go for Jaune?"
I nearly laughed when I saw Weiss look a little offended, mouthing the word 'fancy fencing stick' silently. I ignore the indignant glare she is aiming at me in favor of looking at Jaune, who now looked a bit spooked at being put on the spot.
"Uhh... I was thinking of just using the weapon of my great great grandfather?" Ok, Jaune is still shy but we're getting there. The original weapon he had in the series huh?
"No offense Jauney, but if it belonged to your great great grandad, wouldn't it be... you know? Old and weak?" Yang piped up as she leaned her elbows on the table with a raised eyebrow.
"Not exactly Yang, if I got this right. That would be a weapon from the Great War era, quite a few of modern day weapon designs were built on top of Great War gear. Most if not all Great War weapons were surprisingly durable and are able to stand the test of time. Even if the heirloom was just left in its case, that weapon would still be a viable option." Weiss sounded off, her knowledge on the Great War kind of surprised me, most people just want to bury their heads in the sand and forget that bit of history never existed.
"Well, there you go. But are you sure about that Jaune? You can get a weapon of your own? Something to call yours explicitly, you sure you don't want that instead?" I asked with a raised eyebrow of my own.
"I... I'm sure. I can use that instead. If I can't get it, then I'll get my own I guess?"
"What even is the heirloom?"
"Oh! It's a sword and shield, not much. Not a lot of mechashifting apart from the sheathing system." Ah right, the mighty sword and shield. The staple to pretty much any fantasy.
"We should still get to designing your own weapon Jaune, it wouldn't hurt to have a backup." Weiss said as she stared at Jaune with an almost approving look. Oya? Does Weiss like the simple weapons? In essence, hers is just a rapier with a revolving cylinder of different dusts. Turning a revolver into a gunblade.
"I guess? Ok then, I guess you're right Cardin."
"Of course I am! Tell me, whenever have I led you astray?" As I finished saying that, I was greeted with an awkward silence as Yang, Jaune, and Weiss slightly turned away from me.
"I swear, if you bring up that event of me accidentally breaking Jaune's arm. I will throttle all of you. That was an accident damn it!"
"It still happened." I heard Weiss mutter beside me, and figured that deserved retribution. I poked her hip, and was rewarded with her yelping and turning around with an embarrassed blush. She started poking my side, but jokes on her, I am cheating with earth dust.
Ignoring her attempts to get me to break, I continued on. "Anyway, I have my design in mind. But I'm wondering if I should incorporate dust mechanisms in it or not, considering my semblance."
"Eh, just go for whatever you want really is my suggestion. It worked out for me!" Yang said as she leaned back, her arms behind her head.
"Wouldn't hurt to have it in your designs, think of it as a backup just in case." Weiss piped up, she stopped trying to get me to laugh and I saw the miniscule pout she has on her face. Which nearly made me laugh to be honest.
"That makes sense, I can't just stop in the middle of combat to pull up a dust crystal and munch it in front of my enemy."
"Might confuse the hell out of them though, would be funny." Yang snickered, and I had to give her that much.
"What kind of weapon are you going for?" Jaune asked with curiosity in his eyes, his question elicited the curiosity of the girls as well.
Shrugging, I leaned on the table with my arms. "Well, all of us here know I'm slow as hell. I'm never going to be fast, even if I use my semblance to cheat speed. So I'm doubling down on my strengths, plus you know I want to be like a walking castle. So I'm thinking of a tower shield that can hook onto my shoulder or back, and a two handed maul that can collapse it's shaft into a smaller one for one handed use. Maybe I could even add a cannon somewhere."
"That's a lot of weight, all of that on top of your armor. You sure you can carry all that easily?" Yang asked, though I saw her lips twitch when I said 'shaft', what is she? Twelve?
"Oh that's easy, I've had that gear in my mind ever since I wanted to be a huntsman. So I've trained myself to carry and move a lot of heavy stuff, plus you've seen my bulk. I'll be fine lugging it around."
"You're going to be very heavy Winchester. All of that, combined with your armor and the fact you are already heavy yourself, you're going to have trouble with moving. Your weight might also be your downfall." As Weiss stated that, Yang started snickering loudly with a snort.
Thinking back to what she said, Weiss couldn't help but let out a groan of disappointed agony. "Really Yang?"
"Hey! You said it, not me!"
I shared an amused glance with Jaune before the food came. We decided that it was a good note to end it on, cause I heard three stomachs grumbling. Heh, now did they actually order what I ordered before?
Hell yeah, big burger steak supreme with fries, two eggs, and sauce along with sides of mac soup and a mashed potato. Weiss called it the cardiac arrest meal, but I call it my fuel to burn.
It helps that a lot of huntsman exercises require a lot of food to burn, I've been nagging at Weiss to eat more since I noticed she ate the least. Both her and Jaune ate far too little in my opinion, but I was determined to get them to eat more than they usually do since huntsman activities need a lot of energy.
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After eating together, we talked a bit more and even got Jaune to agree to a design. He wanted a shield as well but not one like mine, so something like a heater shield or something similar.
Both Yang and Weiss went off, the blonde with her bike and Weiss with her limo. Which left just me and Jaune to walk back home, since our homes were in a different direction.
Walking with Jaune, I felt the nervousness rising from the blonde. It was slowly growing, so I turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"
He looked up from the ground and at me before sighing. "Cardin, you've helped me get stronger for Beacon. But... what if I don't make it? What if all you did is for nothing?"
There are times like this, when I keep forgetting. The main cast right now are just kids. They aren't the battle hardened veterans they'd be in that bleak future yet. Jaune is still inexperienced, and to be fair so am I. My knowledge is just knowledge, my skills need to be trained and honed.
So does his.
Plus... Beacon's not the only academy I suppose. But holy shit am I not good at pep talks. "It's not the end of the world. You can always try again, or go to a different academy. There's Atlas, Haven, and Shade. You want to be a hero don't you? Huntsmen and huntswomen go out to fight Grimm, save towns, and occasionally hunt down criminals. You have all the time in the world, just do your best and you'll be fine."
"I..." He was still a little bit hesitant, ok time to improvise. Thankfully if I phrase this right it won't sound weird.
"Tell me Jaune, why do you think I chose a shield? Ignore my planned heavy armor, or the fact my shield would be as large as me. Why do you think I chose the shield?"
I could see my words seemed to slightly confuse him out of his funk, Jaune furrowed his brows before looking at me with confusion. "To better protect yourself?" The questioning tone to his answer nearly made me chuckle, he wasn't exactly sure of that himself it seems.
"That is a second part to it. I've always liked the idea of being a stalwart defender. One thing came to mind with the shield, it is a defensive weapon. One used to protect, and to take up the shield means you are a defender, the protector. You will be on the front, you are your future team's shield, protecting them from the onslaught of head on attacks. This is the reason why I chose the shield."
"B-but what does that have to do with me?"
"Because despite how you phrased it the first time, and despite the times you can be a little... spineless. I can see it in your eyes, you'd be someone who would charge in headfirst to protect someone. The shield would be perfect for you, and on top of that. I don't think you'd stay down for long, you're a person who is going to stand back up and try again."
Slapping a hand on his shoulder, I gave him a little friendly shake as I said all these things. Jaune seems more contemplating despite his embarrassed blush, he actually doesn't looks so down now. Nailed it!
He looked up at me and nodded his head. "I'll live up to your expectations!"
Wait what. Hold on, I didn't put any expectations on him what?! Regardless, I kept my exterior calm as I patted his shoulder. "They are your goals Jaune. I look forward to seeing you at Beacon Academy."
"I will see you there Cardin!" He said with a smile before he lightly fist bumped my chest and ran off with a big smile on his face.
Well... That went better than I thought, but man was my little improvised pep talk cringey as hell. I should probably practice in a mirror or something.
Now, let's head to old Kong's shop. Thank fuck I saved as much of my allowance as possible, all my gear was going to be expensive as shit.
This life was certainly interesting to say the least. I've been thinking that for the past few years ever since I unlocked my aura and my semblance immediately after, actually that was a half-lie, I already thought that when I was first born in this world after I died in my old one.
. . . I'm not going to talk about how I died, it was embarrassing as shit and I'd prefer to remember anything else other than that.
I was shaken from my thoughts as I was launched away by my ass of a grandfather, I should probably focus on the fact I am currently sparring with an old man that is still strong enough to fold my arse in quarters. Focusing on my aura and semblance is difficult when you are getting the shit kicked out of you, go figure.
"Come on boy! I thought you wanted to be as unyielding as a castle wall?!" Ah gramps, I respect your strength. But I also hate your guts.
Returning my focus to the task at hand, I stare down at the much older man wielding a rather mundane mace. Well, at least mundane when taking into account this world's weapons. I narrow my eyes as I got back up, solidifying my stance and lifting my practice tower shield in my left, and my practice mace in my right. I still haven't gone to actually designing my huntsman weapons yet, but apparently I will be able to soon.
The old man took one step towards me before he exploded into motion, his mace raised high as he crashed into my shield. He was grinning at me, his mace struck my shield, sending me sliding back and making my legs dig trenches into the ground. I'm so glad I can abuse my semblance like this, otherwise I'd be down quite a while ago.
"Well brat?! You're supposed to strike back! Not just sit there and take it!" Easy for you to say you old bastard, even when I use my semblance I'm not that fast.
Grunting, I stop my involuntary movement in order to dash as fast as I can towards my opponent. Raising my own mace, I swipe at my grandfather, he only smirked before swinging to meet my weapon. Using my semblance to cheat, I forcefully pull back my mace in a hastily made feint in order to ram into my opponent with my shield.
As I crashed into him, I heard a grunt before I found myself sliding back again. My legs digging another set of trenches, slamming my kite shield into the ground, which essentially held me in place.
"Not bad, you surprised me Cardy. You're slow as shit, but you hit like a goliath and that's just with your clumsy aura handling." Ah yes, the infamous insulting compliment, I rolled my eyes from behind my shield.
"I'm still learning old man."
"That is why I'm not ripping into your arse for choosing to tank all my hits as you say, you're lucky your semblance is what it is. Adding armor on top of that will ensure your protection from all but the strongest of grimm, even then once you get better with controlling it then you'll be able to be that castle you keep harping on about."
This time I actually rolled my eyes in full view of the old man, he in turn appeared right beside me in order to slap me upside the head. "OW! Fuck! You have to admit though, the idea of just me being this insurmountable 'castle' stopping a grimm wave is pretty cool."
"Hmph. Anyway, let's call it for today. You'll be busy with old Kong designing and building your weapons for the next week, and your arse is going to be preparing for Beacon Academy the week after. Your training is pretty much done anyway."
Huh, that was surprising. But I can't help but feel excited for all of that, the weapon designing and going to Beacon Academy. I've already met a few of the main cast, in fact two of the cast are my friends.
Speaking of which, they're actually going to be meeting up with me later so that's going to be fun.
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Opening the door, I was greeted by the bell jingling and looked around inside to see if my friends arrived earlier. Huh, the diner's got more people than usual, might be a bit difficult to find the- As I was thinking that, I felt a weight make themselves known on my back.
"Hey ginger!" A female voice called out as she propped her arm up on top of my head, I had to fight the urge to sigh.
"Hello there Yang. Are the others here or is it just you still?" Giving my question, I walked into the diner with the blonde bombshell on my back, huh did she gain some weight?... I shouldn't say that actually.
"Yep, we chose a corner. Baby face and Ice queen are there, we kind of already ordered."
"Couldn't even wait until I came so I could order with you. I'm disappointed Yang."
"Hey! You order the same dang thing whenever we all go here anyway, so we just ordered that one for you!"
"It's the thought that counts. Ah, I see them now." As I said that, I saw the couch and the other two friends. Frankly I'm surprised at how I managed to befriend one of them, Jaune Arc was kind of simple since we met at one of my parent's high class parties.
Weiss Schnee on the other hand was a surprising friend, mainly because how we met was with a party like with Jaune, but she swiped the dust crystal I was going to munch on for my semblance on our first meeting. Pfft, she didn't even have the decency to apologize back then, though she was fine with me needling her about it despite the embarrassed blush on her face. We do talk about dust elements together though, it's very surprising how... awkward she is as a friend. Not like how I remember from the show... actually I may have forgotten if she was just arrogant or really awkward with casual settings... probably the latter if I'm being honest.
I watched as Jaune spotted me and poked Weiss, having her look up from her scroll in confusion before she turned towards where the Arc son was pointing. Namely at us, me and Yang saw them give a wave and I nodded at them.
Reaching the seats, I felt Yang get off my back and slide into the bench beside Jaune, which left me to sit beside Weiss. Getting comfortable, I rolled my neck a bit, letting off a few satisfying cracks and getting Weiss to cringe a little beside me.
"Are you sure you should be doing that?" Heh, slowly the Ice Queen is becoming more casual.
"Don't worry about it, it feels nice. That is all that matters here. Anyway, I have a vague idea about my weapon. I know Yang has her shotgun gauntlets, you Weiss have your fancy fencing stick, but what are you going to go for Jaune?"
I nearly laughed when I saw Weiss look a little offended, mouthing the word 'fancy fencing stick' silently. I ignore the indignant glare she is aiming at me in favor of looking at Jaune, who now looked a bit spooked at being put on the spot.
"Uhh... I was thinking of just using the weapon of my great great grandfather?" Ok, Jaune is still shy but we're getting there. The original weapon he had in the series huh?
"No offense Jauney, but if it belonged to your great great grandad, wouldn't it be... you know? Old and weak?" Yang piped up as she leaned her elbows on the table with a raised eyebrow.
"Not exactly Yang, if I got this right. That would be a weapon from the Great War era, quite a few of modern day weapon designs were built on top of Great War gear. Most if not all Great War weapons were surprisingly durable and are able to stand the test of time. Even if the heirloom was just left in its case, that weapon would still be a viable option." Weiss sounded off, her knowledge on the Great War kind of surprised me, most people just want to bury their heads in the sand and forget that bit of history never existed.
"Well, there you go. But are you sure about that Jaune? You can get a weapon of your own? Something to call yours explicitly, you sure you don't want that instead?" I asked with a raised eyebrow of my own.
"I... I'm sure. I can use that instead. If I can't get it, then I'll get my own I guess?"
"What even is the heirloom?"
"Oh! It's a sword and shield, not much. Not a lot of mechashifting apart from the sheathing system." Ah right, the mighty sword and shield. The staple to pretty much any fantasy.
"We should still get to designing your own weapon Jaune, it wouldn't hurt to have a backup." Weiss said as she stared at Jaune with an almost approving look. Oya? Does Weiss like the simple weapons? In essence, hers is just a rapier with a revolving cylinder of different dusts. Turning a revolver into a gunblade.
"I guess? Ok then, I guess you're right Cardin."
"Of course I am! Tell me, whenever have I led you astray?" As I finished saying that, I was greeted with an awkward silence as Yang, Jaune, and Weiss slightly turned away from me.
"I swear, if you bring up that event of me accidentally breaking Jaune's arm. I will throttle all of you. That was an accident damn it!"
"It still happened." I heard Weiss mutter beside me, and figured that deserved retribution. I poked her hip, and was rewarded with her yelping and turning around with an embarrassed blush. She started poking my side, but jokes on her, I am cheating with earth dust.
Ignoring her attempts to get me to break, I continued on. "Anyway, I have my design in mind. But I'm wondering if I should incorporate dust mechanisms in it or not, considering my semblance."
"Eh, just go for whatever you want really is my suggestion. It worked out for me!" Yang said as she leaned back, her arms behind her head.
"Wouldn't hurt to have it in your designs, think of it as a backup just in case." Weiss piped up, she stopped trying to get me to laugh and I saw the miniscule pout she has on her face. Which nearly made me laugh to be honest.
"That makes sense, I can't just stop in the middle of combat to pull up a dust crystal and munch it in front of my enemy."
"Might confuse the hell out of them though, would be funny." Yang snickered, and I had to give her that much.
"What kind of weapon are you going for?" Jaune asked with curiosity in his eyes, his question elicited the curiosity of the girls as well.
Shrugging, I leaned on the table with my arms. "Well, all of us here know I'm slow as hell. I'm never going to be fast, even if I use my semblance to cheat speed. So I'm doubling down on my strengths, plus you know I want to be like a walking castle. So I'm thinking of a tower shield that can hook onto my shoulder or back, and a two handed maul that can collapse it's shaft into a smaller one for one handed use. Maybe I could even add a cannon somewhere."
"That's a lot of weight, all of that on top of your armor. You sure you can carry all that easily?" Yang asked, though I saw her lips twitch when I said 'shaft', what is she? Twelve?
"Oh that's easy, I've had that gear in my mind ever since I wanted to be a huntsman. So I've trained myself to carry and move a lot of heavy stuff, plus you've seen my bulk. I'll be fine lugging it around."
"You're going to be very heavy Winchester. All of that, combined with your armor and the fact you are already heavy yourself, you're going to have trouble with moving. Your weight might also be your downfall." As Weiss stated that, Yang started snickering loudly with a snort.
Thinking back to what she said, Weiss couldn't help but let out a groan of disappointed agony. "Really Yang?"
"Hey! You said it, not me!"
I shared an amused glance with Jaune before the food came. We decided that it was a good note to end it on, cause I heard three stomachs grumbling. Heh, now did they actually order what I ordered before?
Hell yeah, big burger steak supreme with fries, two eggs, and sauce along with sides of mac soup and a mashed potato. Weiss called it the cardiac arrest meal, but I call it my fuel to burn.
It helps that a lot of huntsman exercises require a lot of food to burn, I've been nagging at Weiss to eat more since I noticed she ate the least. Both her and Jaune ate far too little in my opinion, but I was determined to get them to eat more than they usually do since huntsman activities need a lot of energy.
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After eating together, we talked a bit more and even got Jaune to agree to a design. He wanted a shield as well but not one like mine, so something like a heater shield or something similar.
Both Yang and Weiss went off, the blonde with her bike and Weiss with her limo. Which left just me and Jaune to walk back home, since our homes were in a different direction.
Walking with Jaune, I felt the nervousness rising from the blonde. It was slowly growing, so I turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"
He looked up from the ground and at me before sighing. "Cardin, you've helped me get stronger for Beacon. But... what if I don't make it? What if all you did is for nothing?"
There are times like this, when I keep forgetting. The main cast right now are just kids. They aren't the battle hardened veterans they'd be in that bleak future yet. Jaune is still inexperienced, and to be fair so am I. My knowledge is just knowledge, my skills need to be trained and honed.
So does his.
Plus... Beacon's not the only academy I suppose. But holy shit am I not good at pep talks. "It's not the end of the world. You can always try again, or go to a different academy. There's Atlas, Haven, and Shade. You want to be a hero don't you? Huntsmen and huntswomen go out to fight Grimm, save towns, and occasionally hunt down criminals. You have all the time in the world, just do your best and you'll be fine."
"I..." He was still a little bit hesitant, ok time to improvise. Thankfully if I phrase this right it won't sound weird.
"Tell me Jaune, why do you think I chose a shield? Ignore my planned heavy armor, or the fact my shield would be as large as me. Why do you think I chose the shield?"
I could see my words seemed to slightly confuse him out of his funk, Jaune furrowed his brows before looking at me with confusion. "To better protect yourself?" The questioning tone to his answer nearly made me chuckle, he wasn't exactly sure of that himself it seems.
"That is a second part to it. I've always liked the idea of being a stalwart defender. One thing came to mind with the shield, it is a defensive weapon. One used to protect, and to take up the shield means you are a defender, the protector. You will be on the front, you are your future team's shield, protecting them from the onslaught of head on attacks. This is the reason why I chose the shield."
"B-but what does that have to do with me?"
"Because despite how you phrased it the first time, and despite the times you can be a little... spineless. I can see it in your eyes, you'd be someone who would charge in headfirst to protect someone. The shield would be perfect for you, and on top of that. I don't think you'd stay down for long, you're a person who is going to stand back up and try again."
Slapping a hand on his shoulder, I gave him a little friendly shake as I said all these things. Jaune seems more contemplating despite his embarrassed blush, he actually doesn't looks so down now. Nailed it!
He looked up at me and nodded his head. "I'll live up to your expectations!"
Wait what. Hold on, I didn't put any expectations on him what?! Regardless, I kept my exterior calm as I patted his shoulder. "They are your goals Jaune. I look forward to seeing you at Beacon Academy."
"I will see you there Cardin!" He said with a smile before he lightly fist bumped my chest and ran off with a big smile on his face.
Well... That went better than I thought, but man was my little improvised pep talk cringey as hell. I should probably practice in a mirror or something.
Now, let's head to old Kong's shop. Thank fuck I saved as much of my allowance as possible, all my gear was going to be expensive as shit.
For the Great Horny Rat Queen! (Warhammer 40k SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
For the Great Horny Rat Queen! (Warhammer 40k SI) | Chaos Potatoes? We are those yes-yes. What-what? Corn? Teench? Nogls? Slaash? Who those-those?!
Private Baxer didn't know how long the regiment had been fighting, the sounds of lasgun fire, leman russ cannon fire, artillery, and explosions was all he could hear nowadays.
Was it weeks? Months? Maybe even years? He certainly wasn't sure, all he knew was that they were still locked in combat with this new xeno race. One that had apparently spread at a frightening pace, they had taken over multiple systems last he heard.
But all of that information didn't prepare him for fighting this xeno race with boots on the ground. It felt like there was no end to them, wave after wave, uncaring if they died, charging forward with a fanatical zeal that one would have thought they were orks. It didn't help that they were green, high command apparently thought that they were some new ork strain at first.
It was then that reports came that these 'Skaven' as they call themselves, were instead fighting the orks. Actually this xeno race had it in them to fight pretty much everyone.
Baxter shook his head, he was getting a bit off topic. They were unending, they didn't care about their dead... well, they took whatever dead they can get their hands on really, using them as food or... whatever else, he shuddered at the thought. Frankly, the sheer amount of bodies they were throwing at them was completely ludicrous, it was like fighting Tyranids almost. Especially considering how many TYPES of Skaven there were.
It had gotten to the point that command ordered the use of the xeno's DEAD as extra sandbags after burning them. It was kind of disgusting for him, but their bodies made for good meat shields. They certainly agreed, considering they don't even care if they were shooting an ally's back on accident, only that they were shooting at us.
He didn't want the commissar to know, but these Skaven, these giant rat-xenos, they terrify him. The sanctioned psykers in the regiment thought them some kind of Chaos-mutants, when asked the psyker revealed a terrifying fact.
All their weapons were tinged with deadly warp energy somehow. A sickly bright green color of warp energy. This warp energy, however these Skaven are harnessing it, is incredibly versatile. He's seen green lightning, green bullets, green warp fire, green warp-infused poison gas, and so much more green. There were some that were blue or purple, but those were apparently rare. What is most surprising is that these weapons were effective against the forces of the Great Enemy.
The techpriests called the Skaven's tech both ramshackle, surprisingly 'sophisticated', and disturbingly 'advanced', not to mention strangely complicated. Apparently it looked like a more sensible version of ork tek.
But it wasn't just their tech that was horrifyingly dangerous, it was the Skaven's equivalent of genetors that terrified Baxer the most. A chapter of the God Emperor's angels had arrived to support their regiment, they had killed a few Skaven and came out with information that these 'Flesh Doctors' were responsible for all of the abominations being sent at them.
The worst of their creations being what is labeled a Warp Pit Abomination, a gargantuan stitched beast that was the size of a TITAN. It was an absolute abomination, it was too horrific, even after being shot at by nearly the entire regiment, it just would not go down! It struck their morale fierce as it's wounds literally healed right before their eyes. The various skaven heads on the thing hissing and groaning cries of damnation stuck to him in his nightmares.
Baxer felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see a fellow guardsman, motioning towards the trench walls. "Our turn to start firing, we need to use our ammo carefully."
"Right, any word on the xenos weakening? It doesn't really feel like they haven't let up, even a little." Baxer asked his companion as he stood up in order to start heading for the wall of bodies.
"Ah right, I heard that the Skaven are actually pulling back a bit. Command thinks that they are getting ready for an all or nothing push."
This made Baxer turn his head to look at his fellow guardsman incredulously. "Why? The skaven seem to have an unending tide of bodies to throw at us every day, why would they pull back to perform an that kind of assault now?"
"Apparently word is that the space marines found out that the Skaven's 'Great Horny Rat Queen' is going to be coming to this world. So it seems that whoever is leading the Skaven here want to wrap things up as fast as they can."
"The LEADER of the Skaven is coming here?! Why?!" Baxer wheezed as he tried to think of a good reason why the Skaven's over arching leader would want the planet they were on.
"We don't know, but high command is thinking of pulling back all assets and simply enacting exterminatus on this planet to deny it to the Skaven."
Baxer understood what high command was thinking. If there is something important on this world that the Skaven Rat Queen was coming here, then it would be best to blast the planet to ensure that she could not find anything useful here.
He could only hope that they'd survive at least, or that if death is certain, that it is quick.
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Warlord Queek POV
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Queek was amongst one of the Great Horny One's first followers, in fact-fact he was her whelp and it was because of her-her that he even became Warlord in the first place. The training, painful yes-yes but oh so worth it. The care, it was nice-nice. She liked his creation of Clan Mors too even yes-yes, made it into a Great Clan before we-she united ratkind.
She had earned his loyalty long ago-ago yes-yes. When she unite-united the ratkind together, she taught all of us-them many things-things. Naming the united ratkind together as the Skaven Empire, how to harness the big messy space, how to turn them into good-good warpstone, how to kick big pointy daemon-things yes-yes.
Under her guidance, ratkind learned many things-things, in turn the united ratkind for the first time in our-their history believe that she be the Great Horny One made manifest into our-their world. This meant that at least she would be the only Queen that commanded the Clans, the only one.
It help-helped that she led the creation of Warlock Engineers, the ones who work with her gift, the good-good warpstone and founded Clan Skyre, though he was annoyed-annoyed by his little brother Ikit Claw. Then she aided Clan Moulder in the creation of many stronger Ratbeasts as well as the good-good Rat Mother, which led to a lot of ratkin females swearing loyalty to her amusingly, and giving Throt the plans of a super Flesh Laboratory, better than his old one, in return he swore loyalty and gave her unlimited access to any of his laboratories.
For Clan Eshin? She taught them how to be sneakier, and with the help of the engineers, gave them better stabby knives and jezzails, making them very very sneaky experts of backstabbing and hiding killing. As for Clan Pestilens? She taught their Plague Priests how to better use the big messy space, letting them use stronger magiks to make bigger and stinkier explosions.
The Five Great Clans then banded together and formed the Grey Seers, an order that serve the Great Horny Rat Queen first and foremost. Trained to be the best of the best while also using the best warptech, the best magiks, and have the best guards. They usually became the advisors of the other warlords of smaller clans and the future Skaven Legions that were formed to spread out of their home system and into the galaxy.
The Great Horny Rat Queen called the first wave a Vermintide, and it was a good-good name, liked by many ratkin yes-yes. Big Skaven invasions were now called Vermintides, made the Great Horny One happy yes-yes.
But enough remembering! Warlord Queek led a Vermintide to this system for one thing-thing. The man-things had something that the Great Horny One wanted yes-yes. She gave the order to attack multiple man-thing planets, she wanted one of those big man-things.
The really big, really fast, and really armored man-things that came in small numbers yes-yes. She called them Astartes-things, and she wanted to capture some of them. Why? No ratkin knows, not even him, but she gave him private message yes-yes that she would tell him when she sees him in flesh, so that good yes-yes.
Recently the man-things got reinforcements, it was these Astartes-things, and so far they were really really annoying. They were so hard to catch-catch, Queek had told the Great Horny One this, and surprisingly she said that she was heading over here-here.
That knowledge made him-him cackle loudly. Annoying these Astartes-things may be, but against the Great Horny One? They will lose-lose, then they will be brought to her in chains yes-yes.
Hmm... Maybe Warlord Queek can try to break the man-things before she arrives. It would make nice present to mother yes-yes.
Cackling, he nodded to himself. Yes-yes, it will be great present for her! Though he should make sure man-thing ships don't try to shoot-shoot the planet, is bad for Vermintide.
Now... where did he park his Apocalypse Tank?
Private Baxer didn't know how long the regiment had been fighting, the sounds of lasgun fire, leman russ cannon fire, artillery, and explosions was all he could hear nowadays.
Was it weeks? Months? Maybe even years? He certainly wasn't sure, all he knew was that they were still locked in combat with this new xeno race. One that had apparently spread at a frightening pace, they had taken over multiple systems last he heard.
But all of that information didn't prepare him for fighting this xeno race with boots on the ground. It felt like there was no end to them, wave after wave, uncaring if they died, charging forward with a fanatical zeal that one would have thought they were orks. It didn't help that they were green, high command apparently thought that they were some new ork strain at first.
It was then that reports came that these 'Skaven' as they call themselves, were instead fighting the orks. Actually this xeno race had it in them to fight pretty much everyone.
Baxter shook his head, he was getting a bit off topic. They were unending, they didn't care about their dead... well, they took whatever dead they can get their hands on really, using them as food or... whatever else, he shuddered at the thought. Frankly, the sheer amount of bodies they were throwing at them was completely ludicrous, it was like fighting Tyranids almost. Especially considering how many TYPES of Skaven there were.
It had gotten to the point that command ordered the use of the xeno's DEAD as extra sandbags after burning them. It was kind of disgusting for him, but their bodies made for good meat shields. They certainly agreed, considering they don't even care if they were shooting an ally's back on accident, only that they were shooting at us.
He didn't want the commissar to know, but these Skaven, these giant rat-xenos, they terrify him. The sanctioned psykers in the regiment thought them some kind of Chaos-mutants, when asked the psyker revealed a terrifying fact.
All their weapons were tinged with deadly warp energy somehow. A sickly bright green color of warp energy. This warp energy, however these Skaven are harnessing it, is incredibly versatile. He's seen green lightning, green bullets, green warp fire, green warp-infused poison gas, and so much more green. There were some that were blue or purple, but those were apparently rare. What is most surprising is that these weapons were effective against the forces of the Great Enemy.
The techpriests called the Skaven's tech both ramshackle, surprisingly 'sophisticated', and disturbingly 'advanced', not to mention strangely complicated. Apparently it looked like a more sensible version of ork tek.
But it wasn't just their tech that was horrifyingly dangerous, it was the Skaven's equivalent of genetors that terrified Baxer the most. A chapter of the God Emperor's angels had arrived to support their regiment, they had killed a few Skaven and came out with information that these 'Flesh Doctors' were responsible for all of the abominations being sent at them.
The worst of their creations being what is labeled a Warp Pit Abomination, a gargantuan stitched beast that was the size of a TITAN. It was an absolute abomination, it was too horrific, even after being shot at by nearly the entire regiment, it just would not go down! It struck their morale fierce as it's wounds literally healed right before their eyes. The various skaven heads on the thing hissing and groaning cries of damnation stuck to him in his nightmares.
Baxer felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see a fellow guardsman, motioning towards the trench walls. "Our turn to start firing, we need to use our ammo carefully."
"Right, any word on the xenos weakening? It doesn't really feel like they haven't let up, even a little." Baxer asked his companion as he stood up in order to start heading for the wall of bodies.
"Ah right, I heard that the Skaven are actually pulling back a bit. Command thinks that they are getting ready for an all or nothing push."
This made Baxer turn his head to look at his fellow guardsman incredulously. "Why? The skaven seem to have an unending tide of bodies to throw at us every day, why would they pull back to perform an that kind of assault now?"
"Apparently word is that the space marines found out that the Skaven's 'Great Horny Rat Queen' is going to be coming to this world. So it seems that whoever is leading the Skaven here want to wrap things up as fast as they can."
"The LEADER of the Skaven is coming here?! Why?!" Baxer wheezed as he tried to think of a good reason why the Skaven's over arching leader would want the planet they were on.
"We don't know, but high command is thinking of pulling back all assets and simply enacting exterminatus on this planet to deny it to the Skaven."
Baxer understood what high command was thinking. If there is something important on this world that the Skaven Rat Queen was coming here, then it would be best to blast the planet to ensure that she could not find anything useful here.
He could only hope that they'd survive at least, or that if death is certain, that it is quick.
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Warlord Queek POV
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Queek was amongst one of the Great Horny One's first followers, in fact-fact he was her whelp and it was because of her-her that he even became Warlord in the first place. The training, painful yes-yes but oh so worth it. The care, it was nice-nice. She liked his creation of Clan Mors too even yes-yes, made it into a Great Clan before we-she united ratkind.
She had earned his loyalty long ago-ago yes-yes. When she unite-united the ratkind together, she taught all of us-them many things-things. Naming the united ratkind together as the Skaven Empire, how to harness the big messy space, how to turn them into good-good warpstone, how to kick big pointy daemon-things yes-yes.
Under her guidance, ratkind learned many things-things, in turn the united ratkind for the first time in our-their history believe that she be the Great Horny One made manifest into our-their world. This meant that at least she would be the only Queen that commanded the Clans, the only one.
It help-helped that she led the creation of Warlock Engineers, the ones who work with her gift, the good-good warpstone and founded Clan Skyre, though he was annoyed-annoyed by his little brother Ikit Claw. Then she aided Clan Moulder in the creation of many stronger Ratbeasts as well as the good-good Rat Mother, which led to a lot of ratkin females swearing loyalty to her amusingly, and giving Throt the plans of a super Flesh Laboratory, better than his old one, in return he swore loyalty and gave her unlimited access to any of his laboratories.
For Clan Eshin? She taught them how to be sneakier, and with the help of the engineers, gave them better stabby knives and jezzails, making them very very sneaky experts of backstabbing and hiding killing. As for Clan Pestilens? She taught their Plague Priests how to better use the big messy space, letting them use stronger magiks to make bigger and stinkier explosions.
The Five Great Clans then banded together and formed the Grey Seers, an order that serve the Great Horny Rat Queen first and foremost. Trained to be the best of the best while also using the best warptech, the best magiks, and have the best guards. They usually became the advisors of the other warlords of smaller clans and the future Skaven Legions that were formed to spread out of their home system and into the galaxy.
The Great Horny Rat Queen called the first wave a Vermintide, and it was a good-good name, liked by many ratkin yes-yes. Big Skaven invasions were now called Vermintides, made the Great Horny One happy yes-yes.
But enough remembering! Warlord Queek led a Vermintide to this system for one thing-thing. The man-things had something that the Great Horny One wanted yes-yes. She gave the order to attack multiple man-thing planets, she wanted one of those big man-things.
The really big, really fast, and really armored man-things that came in small numbers yes-yes. She called them Astartes-things, and she wanted to capture some of them. Why? No ratkin knows, not even him, but she gave him private message yes-yes that she would tell him when she sees him in flesh, so that good yes-yes.
Recently the man-things got reinforcements, it was these Astartes-things, and so far they were really really annoying. They were so hard to catch-catch, Queek had told the Great Horny One this, and surprisingly she said that she was heading over here-here.
That knowledge made him-him cackle loudly. Annoying these Astartes-things may be, but against the Great Horny One? They will lose-lose, then they will be brought to her in chains yes-yes.
Hmm... Maybe Warlord Queek can try to break the man-things before she arrives. It would make nice present to mother yes-yes.
Cackling, he nodded to himself. Yes-yes, it will be great present for her! Though he should make sure man-thing ships don't try to shoot-shoot the planet, is bad for Vermintide.
Now... where did he park his Apocalypse Tank?
These SI stories are interesting and this brings a smile on my face. I look forward for more and watch this with great interest.
Vhalidictes
(Verified Demon)
- Location
- Las Vegas
Multiple Vermintides in 40k. This can only go fantastically.
Edit: I'm not being sarcastic. This actually does improve the setting, as insane as that sounds.
Edit: I'm not being sarcastic. This actually does improve the setting, as insane as that sounds.
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
This whole thread is dedicated to interesting ideas that my muse formed, but these are ones my muse aren't quite interested in fully interacting yet.
Perhaps in the future, some of these might get their own thread. But for now they are immortalized here.
Please my good sir or sirette, how exactly do they improve the setting?
Aside from the meme that more enemies means that the imperium gets more job openings for their military.
Vhalidictes
(Verified Demon)
- Location
- Las Vegas
The Four are terrible at everything, including their jobs - no matter what you define that as.
The Horned Rat is better at magic, technology, being a unnatural disaster, and unifying (and refining) opposition. It's also likely to devour the Four eventually and properly supports its followers.
What's not improved? The Imperium perhaps, but it needs to go as well. For the good of humanity at least as much as everyone else.
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Follow Me (Red Alert 3 SI)
TheLunchKing
Heed my words... Egg.
Follow Me (Red Alert 3 SI) | The mind, is quicker than the eye. Wouldn't you say? (Eventual Crossover)
Doctor Zelinsky has had a few fears ever since Premiere Cherdenko decided it would be a good idea to alter the spacetime continuum with killing Doctor Einstein.
Returning to their new 'present' has more or less gave him new questions, such as whether if this is in actuality their present or not, why would there be another time machine here? Shouldn't killing Einstein also dramatically alter their own 'present selves'?
It was almost a paradox that never failed to give him headaches. But Zelinsky grumbled, killing the great mind Einstein set off a massive butterfly effect that changed a lot of things. Nuclear weapons are no longer a thing, apparently nuclear energy never left the experimental stage.
Without nuclear energy taking off and inevitably leading into nuclear weapons, a certain nation didn't get setback hard, and in gaining an advantage over the Allies to the West. The Soviet Union now had a new enemy to the East in the form of the Empire of the Rising Sun.
Already, in their old timeline, Japan was able to become a technological powerhouse despite being bombed by the Americans. In their new timeline however, Japan clearly flourished without the bombing and as such have transformed into a giant war machine with a technological might that hilariously eclipses both the Allies and the Soviets.
Damn Cherdenko, his machinations have resulted in the creation of a new mortal enemy for the Soviets in his bid to cripple the Allies in the past. But all he could do now is try to work with the different tech base the Soviets had and try to make the best out of a bad situation.
However, it is because of this new enemy the Empire of the Rising Sun, Doctor Zelinsky couldn't help but wonder about all of the other big names of their old timeline. What happened to them?
One name stood out amongst all of them, especially since he was so dangerous that both Allies and Soviets had to work together in order to defeat him.
Yuri.
Is he dead in this timeline? Doctor Zelinsky hopes so, that madman nearly succeeded in taking over the world, in fact it was because of him that EINSTEIN developed the first Time Machine as fast as he could. The Allies were able to use it in order to destroy all of his Psychic Dominators.
But... if he wasn't dead? If he is still alive in their new timeline... Where is he now?
Have they unknowingly doomed this timeline?
-=-=-=-=-=- This is a Line Break -=-=-=-=-=-
A young pink haired girl dressed in formal wear was walking through the halls of her leader's castle. Sometimes she couldn't help but be amazed at what he has accomplished in secret, even after revealing his capabilities to her and the rest of those under him. He almost never uses his abilities unless it is to mentally slap someone for being idiots.
Which, if she was being honest. She kind of loved that ability, ever since he had given her the gift to do so. Heaven knows just how many times she had to use it on some of her co-workers simply because they were being either annoying or just downright stupid.
Some of their people call him a little naive for his dream, for his ambition. But it is that very dream that made them all want to follow him in the first place, well aside from his charisma but that did help.
The dream of a united world, a utopia where no innocent blood will have to be spilled for the amusement of monsters. A world where technology will progress to the point where they will be able to enter the final frontier.
It was just a shame that the three global powers would never get along with each other, their leader had agreed with that assessment and said that it was a shame. He wanted this dream to become a reality, so he built the foundations, planned the logistics, constructed bases, and trained troops.
Building an army of his own.
The girl chuckled a little as she came to a stop in front of a door, if someone came to her in the past and told her that she'd be the secretary to a psychic man and be granted psychic abilities herself. She would have called the police to send that person to an insane asylum.
Knocking on the door, the girl waited a bit before entering as she heard her leader call her in. "My lord, I'm here with the reports."
"Ah, thank you for that. I was wondering when those would come to my desk. I trust there weren't any troubles?" Her leader asked in a soft-spoken tone as she let go of the papers, watching as his eyes glowed bright and psychically levitating all of the papers to stand on the desk.
"Does Alex using his gauntlets to try and cook bacon with psychic energy count as a trouble?" The pink haired girl asked, genuinely curious.
"Alex again? Last time he tried to use his psychic power to try and spin himself without getting sick. Also not really, as long as he keeps the experiment contained, I don't mind him or other people messing around with their powers. Provided of course they do it safely."
"Fair enough my lord."
A chuckle reverberated throughout the room at her curt response. "Now Yunru, I thought I said you could be casual with me? I'm not some nasty overlord who would punish you for speaking out of turn."
Yunru inclined her head a little before letting out a small smile of her own. "I know my lord, but I am simply giving you the respect you deserve. Without a doubt in my mind, you deserve it for what you have accomplished, and all you wish to do in the future."
Her leader stood up from his desk, setting the papers down gently with his psychic powers. He turned away to look out the window, his hands behind his back. "It is because I am surrounded by many talented individuals that we have built something this great. I cannot be the one to take all the credit."
"As you say my lord."
The leader and follower simply stood in comfortable silence, the soft glow and hum of her leader's overflowing energy being the only sound in the room. Yunru watched him turn back to her with a curious look in his eyes. "By the way, wasn't my daughter with you?"
At the mention of his daughter, Yunru couldn't help but flinch a bit. The pink haired girl thought about her, the only other psychic in perhaps the whole world that was capable of matching their leader in psionic based combat. Though her leader did say that the Empire of the Rising Sun had a powerful psychic of their own, much to her surprise.
Though as for his daughter. "Libra went to go raid the kitchen." Yunru turned slightly to look away from her leader's deadpanned stare.
"She's demanding sweets from the chefs isn't she?"
Letting her head fall into a bow a little, Yunru confirmed it. "Yes Lord Yuri."
Sighing loudly, Yuri pressed a hand to his temple before his eyes began glowing a bit brighter. "Not to worry, I can handle this."
Yunru watched as Yuri's eyes flashed a few times before they faded back into a softer glow, her leader smiled a little. "That should do it, Libra should now leave the poor chefs alone. I asked her to come here."
"Very good sir." The pink haired girl smiled at that, and she smiled a little wider when Yuri rolled his eyes at her respect. Sometimes she found it funny when her leader gets exasperated at her 'insolent' respect, despite being one of his few close friends.
Yuri looked down at the reports and let out a soft hum, and Yunru has worked with him long enough to know where his thoughts were starting to go. Her leader did say a few weeks ago that their faction's debut will be upon them, that they would no longer have to hide, that the people of Transylvania won't have to hide their allegiance to their one true lord.
"Are we ready my lord?"
The leader of The Epsilon Covenant slowly turned to look at her. Yunru could see his eyes glow a little brighter, but she could also see his worry and his determination. "As ready as we will ever be my young friend. Once Libra arrives, I want you to give the word to all of our forces. With the Empire currently sweeping across the Soviet Union, all three global superpowers are overextended."
Nodding her head, the pink haired girl raised her arm and clasped it against her chest. Her gauntlet pulsing with purple psychic energy before creating a psi-blade. "Yes my lord, and with all due respect. It's about damn time."
Yuri started laughing, his own dark purple energies began coursing around him like a barely visible storm.
Doctor Zelinsky has had a few fears ever since Premiere Cherdenko decided it would be a good idea to alter the spacetime continuum with killing Doctor Einstein.
Returning to their new 'present' has more or less gave him new questions, such as whether if this is in actuality their present or not, why would there be another time machine here? Shouldn't killing Einstein also dramatically alter their own 'present selves'?
It was almost a paradox that never failed to give him headaches. But Zelinsky grumbled, killing the great mind Einstein set off a massive butterfly effect that changed a lot of things. Nuclear weapons are no longer a thing, apparently nuclear energy never left the experimental stage.
Without nuclear energy taking off and inevitably leading into nuclear weapons, a certain nation didn't get setback hard, and in gaining an advantage over the Allies to the West. The Soviet Union now had a new enemy to the East in the form of the Empire of the Rising Sun.
Already, in their old timeline, Japan was able to become a technological powerhouse despite being bombed by the Americans. In their new timeline however, Japan clearly flourished without the bombing and as such have transformed into a giant war machine with a technological might that hilariously eclipses both the Allies and the Soviets.
Damn Cherdenko, his machinations have resulted in the creation of a new mortal enemy for the Soviets in his bid to cripple the Allies in the past. But all he could do now is try to work with the different tech base the Soviets had and try to make the best out of a bad situation.
However, it is because of this new enemy the Empire of the Rising Sun, Doctor Zelinsky couldn't help but wonder about all of the other big names of their old timeline. What happened to them?
One name stood out amongst all of them, especially since he was so dangerous that both Allies and Soviets had to work together in order to defeat him.
Yuri.
Is he dead in this timeline? Doctor Zelinsky hopes so, that madman nearly succeeded in taking over the world, in fact it was because of him that EINSTEIN developed the first Time Machine as fast as he could. The Allies were able to use it in order to destroy all of his Psychic Dominators.
But... if he wasn't dead? If he is still alive in their new timeline... Where is he now?
Have they unknowingly doomed this timeline?
-=-=-=-=-=- This is a Line Break -=-=-=-=-=-
A young pink haired girl dressed in formal wear was walking through the halls of her leader's castle. Sometimes she couldn't help but be amazed at what he has accomplished in secret, even after revealing his capabilities to her and the rest of those under him. He almost never uses his abilities unless it is to mentally slap someone for being idiots.
Which, if she was being honest. She kind of loved that ability, ever since he had given her the gift to do so. Heaven knows just how many times she had to use it on some of her co-workers simply because they were being either annoying or just downright stupid.
Some of their people call him a little naive for his dream, for his ambition. But it is that very dream that made them all want to follow him in the first place, well aside from his charisma but that did help.
The dream of a united world, a utopia where no innocent blood will have to be spilled for the amusement of monsters. A world where technology will progress to the point where they will be able to enter the final frontier.
It was just a shame that the three global powers would never get along with each other, their leader had agreed with that assessment and said that it was a shame. He wanted this dream to become a reality, so he built the foundations, planned the logistics, constructed bases, and trained troops.
Building an army of his own.
The girl chuckled a little as she came to a stop in front of a door, if someone came to her in the past and told her that she'd be the secretary to a psychic man and be granted psychic abilities herself. She would have called the police to send that person to an insane asylum.
Knocking on the door, the girl waited a bit before entering as she heard her leader call her in. "My lord, I'm here with the reports."
"Ah, thank you for that. I was wondering when those would come to my desk. I trust there weren't any troubles?" Her leader asked in a soft-spoken tone as she let go of the papers, watching as his eyes glowed bright and psychically levitating all of the papers to stand on the desk.
"Does Alex using his gauntlets to try and cook bacon with psychic energy count as a trouble?" The pink haired girl asked, genuinely curious.
"Alex again? Last time he tried to use his psychic power to try and spin himself without getting sick. Also not really, as long as he keeps the experiment contained, I don't mind him or other people messing around with their powers. Provided of course they do it safely."
"Fair enough my lord."
A chuckle reverberated throughout the room at her curt response. "Now Yunru, I thought I said you could be casual with me? I'm not some nasty overlord who would punish you for speaking out of turn."
Yunru inclined her head a little before letting out a small smile of her own. "I know my lord, but I am simply giving you the respect you deserve. Without a doubt in my mind, you deserve it for what you have accomplished, and all you wish to do in the future."
Her leader stood up from his desk, setting the papers down gently with his psychic powers. He turned away to look out the window, his hands behind his back. "It is because I am surrounded by many talented individuals that we have built something this great. I cannot be the one to take all the credit."
"As you say my lord."
The leader and follower simply stood in comfortable silence, the soft glow and hum of her leader's overflowing energy being the only sound in the room. Yunru watched him turn back to her with a curious look in his eyes. "By the way, wasn't my daughter with you?"
At the mention of his daughter, Yunru couldn't help but flinch a bit. The pink haired girl thought about her, the only other psychic in perhaps the whole world that was capable of matching their leader in psionic based combat. Though her leader did say that the Empire of the Rising Sun had a powerful psychic of their own, much to her surprise.
Though as for his daughter. "Libra went to go raid the kitchen." Yunru turned slightly to look away from her leader's deadpanned stare.
"She's demanding sweets from the chefs isn't she?"
Letting her head fall into a bow a little, Yunru confirmed it. "Yes Lord Yuri."
Sighing loudly, Yuri pressed a hand to his temple before his eyes began glowing a bit brighter. "Not to worry, I can handle this."
Yunru watched as Yuri's eyes flashed a few times before they faded back into a softer glow, her leader smiled a little. "That should do it, Libra should now leave the poor chefs alone. I asked her to come here."
"Very good sir." The pink haired girl smiled at that, and she smiled a little wider when Yuri rolled his eyes at her respect. Sometimes she found it funny when her leader gets exasperated at her 'insolent' respect, despite being one of his few close friends.
Yuri looked down at the reports and let out a soft hum, and Yunru has worked with him long enough to know where his thoughts were starting to go. Her leader did say a few weeks ago that their faction's debut will be upon them, that they would no longer have to hide, that the people of Transylvania won't have to hide their allegiance to their one true lord.
"Are we ready my lord?"
The leader of The Epsilon Covenant slowly turned to look at her. Yunru could see his eyes glow a little brighter, but she could also see his worry and his determination. "As ready as we will ever be my young friend. Once Libra arrives, I want you to give the word to all of our forces. With the Empire currently sweeping across the Soviet Union, all three global superpowers are overextended."
Nodding her head, the pink haired girl raised her arm and clasped it against her chest. Her gauntlet pulsing with purple psychic energy before creating a psi-blade. "Yes my lord, and with all due respect. It's about damn time."
Yuri started laughing, his own dark purple energies began coursing around him like a barely visible storm.
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
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My brain really wants you to continue this one.
So a fourth faction has come out to play. I wonder if Yuri's faction will continue the ham that the other three factions are doing.