11-12-2005, 03:23 AM
OOC: Mixed some slight action and character development, enjoy. This is my second post.
The winged atrocity took flight, his giant, gnarled wings kicking up dirt and rocks in the process. Android Seventeen raised his organic hand into the air, a large orb of energy formed a few seconds later. With the monster still adapting to its new appendages, the android had been allotted the time he needed to focus the ki into a large disc of destruction. Satisfied with the raw power it emitted, the Seventeen heaved the disc at its target, the machine-hybrid quickly plummeted from the sky. The air whipped passed his dirty, tired face as he closed his eyes against the tormenting wind and sun. When his feet finally touched down on the earth, the cybernetic warrior?s gaze immediately went back up to mutant. Apparently its brain was smaller then Seventeen though, because the creature simply brought its tentacles forward to shield itself from the attack.
The android watched the disc tear clean through the thick tendrils and continue through the monster?s thoracic cavity. Blood showered down from the massive wound in the creature?s chest, and its severed tentacles hit the ground seconds after the ki disc vanished into the horizon. Android Seventeen watched the amputated tendrils jolt and convulse for a few brief moments, and then settle into the small pools of blood they had lost. Above the machine-hybrid?s head, the wounded mutant seemed to remain unaffected by the massive laceration in its chest. Even with its shredded and charred internal organs displayed for all to see, the behemoth refused to react to the damage it had suffered. For reasons he could not really comprehend, the machine-hybrid started to float up towards the motionless monster.
As he neared the immobile mutant, he noticed it was slowly trying to alter its anatomy to deal with the damage it had received. Inside its body, organs were being shifted and replaced, and severed vessels were struggling to seal themselves. The broken, torn layer of armored skin was bubbling along its edges. Seventeen created a ki saber and attacked his temporarily wounded opponent. With two powerful slashes, the machine-hybrid severed the thick, muscular arms of this massive adversary. The android, refusing to let up on his assault, drove the saber through the creature?s mouth. Letting out a guttural shriek, the mutating monster fell from the sky, his body falling faster then the blood that escaping him did.
Android Seventeen pursued his injured antagonist, slamming the heels of his animal skin boots through the mutant?s gasping lungs. The giant started to gag, but the now-dominant android quickly silenced him. Putting his hands on the sides of the dying creature, the machine-hybrid uttered a yell empowered by all the pain and stress the monster had caused him. With a final motion, Seventeen twisted the mutant?s head around and felt its spine twist and finally snap under his hands. Pulling up, the cybernetic warrior completely tore the beast?s skull from its body.
Seventeen watched new blood squirt from all the torn blood vessels in the deceased mutant?s neck. Bared bone was soon coated in a thick layer of blood, but for the android, who was now drenched in the blood of the creature, the day had been won. By slaying this abomination, the machine-hybrid knew that he had avenged Yajirobe. Even if the samurai did not die, the android figured he owed him it for ruthlessly murdering Piccolo Daimaou. Android Seventeen, still hunched over the headless corpse of the mutant, realized that he needed sleep desperately. Pulling his feet out from the mishmash of bone, skin, and organs that encompassed the slaughtered monster?s chest, the machine-hybrid started to scan for energy signatures with his scouter. Most of the sources of ki were all people the cybernetic warrior could recognize from earlier in the game.
With his immediate threat gone, the android was more determined then ever to get his vengeance against Brim. That stupid, legless monster had bestowed more suffering on the android in the course of a day then the Room of Spirit and Time had in an entire year. Now, however, the odds had shifted drastically in the favor of the competitors. Brim?s own Production Building lay in shambles a few yards away from the android, and the evil producer was now on the run from the stronger fighters on the asteroid. Even if the machine-hybrid could not kill the tyrant himself, he would make sure Brim did not escape the deathtrap that was Kala.
Seventeen started to walk into the distance when he heard something snap behind him. Turning impulsively, the machine-hybrid quickly noticed the scrawny scientist crawling over a pile of concrete and steel reinforcing bar. The man was obviously freaked out from the scene he had just escaped from, but he was even more scared when he noticed the giant, mutilated corpse several yards away from him.
?What did you do to X?? the scientist exclaimed, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead. Android Seventeen stepped forward to intercept the man as he tried to dart over to the fallen mutant. The cybernetic warrior clenched his synthetic hand around the frail man?s neck and lifted him off the ground.
?Want to tell me who you are exactly?? Seventeen asked. Still desperately trying to escape the cold, metallic grip, the man refused to answer. Unwilling to bide his time when it came to interrogation, the machine-hybrid stepped forward and slammed the man into the side of the building. Stepping away from his fallen prisoner, the android repeated his question, ?who are you??
?Alright, I?ll tell you,? the man said between breaths, ?I work for Brim, he wanted me to create some expendable bodyguards with the ability to quickly adapt during combat to deal with the stronger competitors incase they got out of hand, but we only had one successful hybridization-?
?Hybridizing?? Seventeen screamed, ?Like at the secret wing of the hospital?the human experimentation didn?t stop there??
?Of course not, the natives on this asteroid have helped us with a lot of our projections, the cybernetics project was almost a breakthrough, but these people are so frail and genetically inferior. They simply would not accept the power we tried to bestow upon them, it seems that,? the scientist?s words were lost in the explosion of ki that claimed his life. When the dust cleared, Seventeen was still staring at the charred skeleton?his face still held the same, hate-filled expression. Turning away from the remains of the scientist, the android realized that he needed to sleep, at least for an hour or so. However, as far as Android Seventeen could see, the wastelands stretched on for miles in all directions. Turning back to the building, the machine-hybrid realized there was no way he could enter that structure. There was no telling how many zombies and mutants were still roaming and infesting its halls.
Peering into the distance, the android took to the sky and started towards a tiny, black dot on the sunrise. Seventeen hadn?t even made it a quarter of a mile when the spec suddenly vanished. Pausing suddenly, the machine-hybrid was overwhelmed by a gagging presence, and seconds later, a massive brute force knocked him unconscious. The last thing Android Seventeen saw before the blackness was the ground speeding towards him, or maybe it was the other way around? The thoughts were lost as the sudden burst of pain knocked the cybernetic warrior senseless.
As he spiraled into darkness, the android was soon lost among the flood of grayed images that clouded his mind. The first images he saw were two children, identical besides hair color and gender, frolicking in a playpen. Android Seventeen tried to draw a conclusion from the seemingly incoherent illustration when the panorama changed as fast as it had popped up. Now, the machine-hybrid was watching a lonely, black-haired boy cry in a dark alley. Unable to determine how old the child was, Seventeen watched as a robed figure approached him. The next images seemed to have occurred years after the last ones; a teenager was comatose on an operating table. The machine-hybrid finally noticed that this was the day he was transformed into a cybernetic being. A man, robed in light blue, was eagerly collecting some unidentifiable tools. The android could not believe what he was viewing?he would finally understand who had made him what he was. As soon as the man turned around, the identity of Seventeen?s creator would be revealed, and the android could track down who that man was when he returned to earth.
However, before any of his questions could be answered, the images shifted once more. Android Seventeen looked on his younger self practiced combat with an elderly man, and much to the disbelief of the cybernetic warrior, the old man beat the crap out of him. The memories started to fast-forward again, and now Seventeen was watching an older representation of himself wander the icy tundra of the planet. Eventually the android succumbed to the chill and was buried under a deep layer or frost. The next barrage of reflections was more recent events?Kooriza, Kirano, the Furiza Fiesta, Paige, Piccolo, all of the memories were easily distinguishable. Some were harder to watch then others, but no matter what he tried, the android was forced to view all the images his mind wanted him to.
Wake up, sleepyhead! The female voice shattered the flow of memories that littered the android?s unconscious. Seventeen groaned and opened his eyes to absorb the heat of the high sun. Yelping and shielding his eyes, the machine-hybrid rolled onto his knees and tried to regain his senses. Finally able to see clearly, the android slammed his fist into the ground. Even though there was a massive wound on the back of his cranium, the pain had opened the doors to a heightened knowledge of Android Seventeen?s past. Still, as soon as the answers had started to flow, they had abandoned the cybernetic warrior once again, and now the android had even more questions about his past before his confrontation with the changelings.
Standing up, Seventeen realized that he must have been unconscious for at least a few hours. The sun, which had only been rising when the android was awake, was now high in the sky. The machine-hybrid felt renewed, whatever knocked him out had opened the door for a few hours of peace, and for that the android was content. Android Seventeen shook all the questions from his mind, so that he could prepare for his next move against Brim. Somewhere amid the endless stretches of the asteroid, Friend or Foe?s producer was hiding from the carnage that was starting to consume Kala.
?You can?t hide from me for very long, you bastard,? Seventeen muttered beneath his breath as he took to the sky in pursuit of Brim.
The winged atrocity took flight, his giant, gnarled wings kicking up dirt and rocks in the process. Android Seventeen raised his organic hand into the air, a large orb of energy formed a few seconds later. With the monster still adapting to its new appendages, the android had been allotted the time he needed to focus the ki into a large disc of destruction. Satisfied with the raw power it emitted, the Seventeen heaved the disc at its target, the machine-hybrid quickly plummeted from the sky. The air whipped passed his dirty, tired face as he closed his eyes against the tormenting wind and sun. When his feet finally touched down on the earth, the cybernetic warrior?s gaze immediately went back up to mutant. Apparently its brain was smaller then Seventeen though, because the creature simply brought its tentacles forward to shield itself from the attack.
The android watched the disc tear clean through the thick tendrils and continue through the monster?s thoracic cavity. Blood showered down from the massive wound in the creature?s chest, and its severed tentacles hit the ground seconds after the ki disc vanished into the horizon. Android Seventeen watched the amputated tendrils jolt and convulse for a few brief moments, and then settle into the small pools of blood they had lost. Above the machine-hybrid?s head, the wounded mutant seemed to remain unaffected by the massive laceration in its chest. Even with its shredded and charred internal organs displayed for all to see, the behemoth refused to react to the damage it had suffered. For reasons he could not really comprehend, the machine-hybrid started to float up towards the motionless monster.
As he neared the immobile mutant, he noticed it was slowly trying to alter its anatomy to deal with the damage it had received. Inside its body, organs were being shifted and replaced, and severed vessels were struggling to seal themselves. The broken, torn layer of armored skin was bubbling along its edges. Seventeen created a ki saber and attacked his temporarily wounded opponent. With two powerful slashes, the machine-hybrid severed the thick, muscular arms of this massive adversary. The android, refusing to let up on his assault, drove the saber through the creature?s mouth. Letting out a guttural shriek, the mutating monster fell from the sky, his body falling faster then the blood that escaping him did.
Android Seventeen pursued his injured antagonist, slamming the heels of his animal skin boots through the mutant?s gasping lungs. The giant started to gag, but the now-dominant android quickly silenced him. Putting his hands on the sides of the dying creature, the machine-hybrid uttered a yell empowered by all the pain and stress the monster had caused him. With a final motion, Seventeen twisted the mutant?s head around and felt its spine twist and finally snap under his hands. Pulling up, the cybernetic warrior completely tore the beast?s skull from its body.
Seventeen watched new blood squirt from all the torn blood vessels in the deceased mutant?s neck. Bared bone was soon coated in a thick layer of blood, but for the android, who was now drenched in the blood of the creature, the day had been won. By slaying this abomination, the machine-hybrid knew that he had avenged Yajirobe. Even if the samurai did not die, the android figured he owed him it for ruthlessly murdering Piccolo Daimaou. Android Seventeen, still hunched over the headless corpse of the mutant, realized that he needed sleep desperately. Pulling his feet out from the mishmash of bone, skin, and organs that encompassed the slaughtered monster?s chest, the machine-hybrid started to scan for energy signatures with his scouter. Most of the sources of ki were all people the cybernetic warrior could recognize from earlier in the game.
With his immediate threat gone, the android was more determined then ever to get his vengeance against Brim. That stupid, legless monster had bestowed more suffering on the android in the course of a day then the Room of Spirit and Time had in an entire year. Now, however, the odds had shifted drastically in the favor of the competitors. Brim?s own Production Building lay in shambles a few yards away from the android, and the evil producer was now on the run from the stronger fighters on the asteroid. Even if the machine-hybrid could not kill the tyrant himself, he would make sure Brim did not escape the deathtrap that was Kala.
Seventeen started to walk into the distance when he heard something snap behind him. Turning impulsively, the machine-hybrid quickly noticed the scrawny scientist crawling over a pile of concrete and steel reinforcing bar. The man was obviously freaked out from the scene he had just escaped from, but he was even more scared when he noticed the giant, mutilated corpse several yards away from him.
?What did you do to X?? the scientist exclaimed, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead. Android Seventeen stepped forward to intercept the man as he tried to dart over to the fallen mutant. The cybernetic warrior clenched his synthetic hand around the frail man?s neck and lifted him off the ground.
?Want to tell me who you are exactly?? Seventeen asked. Still desperately trying to escape the cold, metallic grip, the man refused to answer. Unwilling to bide his time when it came to interrogation, the machine-hybrid stepped forward and slammed the man into the side of the building. Stepping away from his fallen prisoner, the android repeated his question, ?who are you??
?Alright, I?ll tell you,? the man said between breaths, ?I work for Brim, he wanted me to create some expendable bodyguards with the ability to quickly adapt during combat to deal with the stronger competitors incase they got out of hand, but we only had one successful hybridization-?
?Hybridizing?? Seventeen screamed, ?Like at the secret wing of the hospital?the human experimentation didn?t stop there??
?Of course not, the natives on this asteroid have helped us with a lot of our projections, the cybernetics project was almost a breakthrough, but these people are so frail and genetically inferior. They simply would not accept the power we tried to bestow upon them, it seems that,? the scientist?s words were lost in the explosion of ki that claimed his life. When the dust cleared, Seventeen was still staring at the charred skeleton?his face still held the same, hate-filled expression. Turning away from the remains of the scientist, the android realized that he needed to sleep, at least for an hour or so. However, as far as Android Seventeen could see, the wastelands stretched on for miles in all directions. Turning back to the building, the machine-hybrid realized there was no way he could enter that structure. There was no telling how many zombies and mutants were still roaming and infesting its halls.
Peering into the distance, the android took to the sky and started towards a tiny, black dot on the sunrise. Seventeen hadn?t even made it a quarter of a mile when the spec suddenly vanished. Pausing suddenly, the machine-hybrid was overwhelmed by a gagging presence, and seconds later, a massive brute force knocked him unconscious. The last thing Android Seventeen saw before the blackness was the ground speeding towards him, or maybe it was the other way around? The thoughts were lost as the sudden burst of pain knocked the cybernetic warrior senseless.
As he spiraled into darkness, the android was soon lost among the flood of grayed images that clouded his mind. The first images he saw were two children, identical besides hair color and gender, frolicking in a playpen. Android Seventeen tried to draw a conclusion from the seemingly incoherent illustration when the panorama changed as fast as it had popped up. Now, the machine-hybrid was watching a lonely, black-haired boy cry in a dark alley. Unable to determine how old the child was, Seventeen watched as a robed figure approached him. The next images seemed to have occurred years after the last ones; a teenager was comatose on an operating table. The machine-hybrid finally noticed that this was the day he was transformed into a cybernetic being. A man, robed in light blue, was eagerly collecting some unidentifiable tools. The android could not believe what he was viewing?he would finally understand who had made him what he was. As soon as the man turned around, the identity of Seventeen?s creator would be revealed, and the android could track down who that man was when he returned to earth.
However, before any of his questions could be answered, the images shifted once more. Android Seventeen looked on his younger self practiced combat with an elderly man, and much to the disbelief of the cybernetic warrior, the old man beat the crap out of him. The memories started to fast-forward again, and now Seventeen was watching an older representation of himself wander the icy tundra of the planet. Eventually the android succumbed to the chill and was buried under a deep layer or frost. The next barrage of reflections was more recent events?Kooriza, Kirano, the Furiza Fiesta, Paige, Piccolo, all of the memories were easily distinguishable. Some were harder to watch then others, but no matter what he tried, the android was forced to view all the images his mind wanted him to.
Wake up, sleepyhead! The female voice shattered the flow of memories that littered the android?s unconscious. Seventeen groaned and opened his eyes to absorb the heat of the high sun. Yelping and shielding his eyes, the machine-hybrid rolled onto his knees and tried to regain his senses. Finally able to see clearly, the android slammed his fist into the ground. Even though there was a massive wound on the back of his cranium, the pain had opened the doors to a heightened knowledge of Android Seventeen?s past. Still, as soon as the answers had started to flow, they had abandoned the cybernetic warrior once again, and now the android had even more questions about his past before his confrontation with the changelings.
Standing up, Seventeen realized that he must have been unconscious for at least a few hours. The sun, which had only been rising when the android was awake, was now high in the sky. The machine-hybrid felt renewed, whatever knocked him out had opened the door for a few hours of peace, and for that the android was content. Android Seventeen shook all the questions from his mind, so that he could prepare for his next move against Brim. Somewhere amid the endless stretches of the asteroid, Friend or Foe?s producer was hiding from the carnage that was starting to consume Kala.
?You can?t hide from me for very long, you bastard,? Seventeen muttered beneath his breath as he took to the sky in pursuit of Brim.
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