11-15-2005, 11:56 PM
"Look up Friend or Foe," Vegeta spoke out loud as he noticed the search entry pop up in the large monitor before them.
His daughter pressed lightly on the keyboard in front of her. Sadly enough, a message appeared stating that no entries were found on the stated phrase. ?Try Brim.? Zarbon stated soon after. Perhaps now they were on to something as Bra angrily stomped on the keyboard as if trying to kill Brim while spelling out his name. The screen that appeared read a short job description and status.
Brim Harc. Science Department. New Technology and Equipment.
Missing in Action
"What the...?" Bra muttered under his breath. "He was here!" A robotic type of sound echoed throughout the room, as if hundreds of computers just phased into existence. The computer spoke as if warning them that their situation has just gotten a lot worse.
Defense Systems Online
?Oh shit.? Zarbon interrupted as he saw their fate lock onto the three fighters. Vegeta took heed to his curse and spun around to meet face to face with dozens of turrets and defense mechanisms pointing directly at them. He knew this couldn?t lead to anything good, especially if they wanted to find Brim. However the number, it would prove to be quite a nuisance to try and take out all of them, for the ceilings and walls were scattered with them.
?What kind of place needs this much defense?? Vegeta grunted as the bullets began raining down on them. He dodged with the quickness, almost as if he was teleporting out of the way from every single shot fired past him. His body phased out, reappeared a foot closer towards a turret, then vanished again as another bullet shot their his faded image. The prince appeared in front of the assaulting gun, and threw his balled fist straight into the barrel, destroying it and knocking it hard off of it?s hinges.
He couldn?t stop though, for every second he took in the same spot, about two dozens bullets came running past him. It was easy to dodge man made bullets, but to keep his speed up like this for a long duration of time, could prove to become costly. He appeared behind another gun, and grabbed it on both sides with his hands tightly. His fingers gouged deep into the metallic hull, and ripped it apart straight down the middle as if it were nothing better than a piece of paper. He felt the head of another bullet graze his ear, and he took off again. Appearing in between of two more, Vegeta threw both of his legs out ward, kicking both defenses off of their screwed bars which kept them hanging from the ceiling. They broke into fragments upon collision with the ground.
?We gotta get out of here!? Vegeta could her Zarbon holler the need towards the two Saiya-jins. ?This place is like a bees? hive!? The transformer was engaged with a few guns himself, obviously he found the importance of taking out as many as he possibly could before the bullets became too overwhelming. Vegeta kept a third eye on the transformer, watching his moves very closely. He wasn?t anywhere near the Saiya-jin prince in power, but he proved to know exactly what he was doing. Perhaps sometime in the future he would become a good ally, or on the other hand, he could become a worthy adversary. If that ever happened though, at least Vegeat knew he had already studied his movements.
The Saiya-jin princess replied quickly after Zarbon?s previous statement. ?An exploding bees? hive. Look at this.? Both Vegeta and Zarbon?s head snapped over to the wall sized monitor and it had a sort of timer placed in the middle of the screen. It was counting down from ten minutes?but what was going to happen after ten minutes the prince wondered.
Self Destruct Sequence Activated
Nevermind, Vegeta found his answer as the computer replied to his thoughts. This couldn?t be good, first the guns, and now the whole base was about to explode into nothing more but shards of metal and fire. In the middle of his thoughts however, another bullet swooshed past his leg, the heat caused a warm sensation to creep up his thigh, and he spun around just in time to catch the following three bullets in his hands. He crushed them and returned the favor by releasing a small strand of ki out from his index finger, plenty enough of power to take down the single turret. It exploded and rained fire upon the tiled floor.
?Fuck! We gotta get out of here fast!? Zarbon shouted as he attempted to run, but Bra caught his arm and jerked him back with haste. Obviously Vegeta?s daughter had other plans in mind then just running like rats. It must have been that Saiya-jin blood that fed the fire to her bravery, or maybe it was just the anger that she held for her brothers death that made her want to stay and gather as much information as he possibly can on the bitch-ass Brim.
?I need to find out what Brim did here.? Bra?s face was complete with anger and anxiety, she wasn?t about to go anywhere. ?Maybe it will give us some answers to where the bastard is now.? Her focus returned to the monitor before her and she began typing away again. The prince however couldn?t take the time to see what she was putting in, as another bullet shot past him. If he wasn?t careful, his ki wouldn?t appear in the right spot around his body, leaving it open for a bullet to just punch right through him with ease. ?Cover me, alright?? Bra needed help, and her father was already on it.
Zarbon nodded and ran to the opposite side of the control center; his aim reacted quickly to the oncoming turrets. His movements were unique, something that Vegeta hadn?t laid eyes upon for quite some time. It was obviously a trait that only the transformer held on to, almost like a dance, he fought with such elegance, but then again, he did look like he?d be some sort of alien backstreet boy with that hair.
Vegeta pounced on top of a double barreled turret that popped up from one of the tiles on the floor and he crushed it underneath his feet, almost pretending that he was the lord of the dance with a few more stomps using his heels. His body vanished, and appeared on top of a desk, noticing that he just put himself in between four different guns that spun around to aim at him. ?Oh shit.? He noted, kicking out his own feet from under him and landing hard onto his back just as the guns began firing. They were all evenly spread out at a 90 degree angles, so as they all shot, the bullets just barely missed each other, and dug deep into their electronic bodies. They destroyed themselves, and powered down from the fatal wounds.
Science Department, New Technology and Equipment Assignments appeared on the screen that Bra was playing on. Perhaps this was it, the same section that Brim worked with while he was in the military department. Vegeta still didn?t know what Bra was talking about earlier with the ?VX? thing or whatever it was. But what he gathered from it lead him to believe it was some type of biological weaponry used on innocent lives for testing purposes. That was sick, only a twisted mind would do something like that, and Brim would fit perfectly in that category he thought. The prince had seen some crazy shit in his past, but killing your own race was something of the absurd side.
Zarbon had taken a quick break to analyze the situation, hoping that Bra indeed find the answers they were looking for. Unfortunately, as the transformer halted, a bullet shot straight for the prince?s daughter, barely missing her, yet taking out the monitor in front of the child. The screen shattered into pieces and broke down into nothing more but fragments of glass, wiring, and smoke. Bra shouted in anger and disappointment as she spun around towards her two allies. ?Of all the damned luck! We have to find another console!? Vegeta agreed nodding as he felt the same urgency to leave, remembering the count down to destruction.
Eight minutes till self destruct
?Yeh, thanks.? Vegeta grunted to himself as yet again, the computer responded a confirmation to his thoughts.
?Do we have time?? Zarbon questioned as he gazed from one side to the other. Apparently he wanted to get out of here just as much as anybody would knowing they were about to blown up in less then ten minutes.
"Sure we do! There should be another console somewhere!? Bra dashed out of the room and through another set of doors. It must have led to another control center, or at least he hoped it did. Vegeta threw his fist into another set of turrets and shrugged, powering up with his purplish aura and sprinting off right behind his daughter. Zarbon was quick to follow behind the prince as the two dodged the racing bullets every step of the way. No doubt there would be more in the next room though, and perhaps the room after that one, and the one after that, and well, you get the point.
As the two warriors dashed through the doors, Bra had already found herself set up on the nearest desktop computer. It was tiny, about a tenth of the size as the large monitor in the other room but it would no doubt be hooked up into the network. There were about a dozen desk top computers, probably built with the superb craftsmanship and technology that any government military would have.
Defense System Activated
The same computer voice echoed throughout the room and once again, turrets appeared from everywhere; the ceiling, the floor, the walls, even some computers turned into walking guns. ?This is starting to get ridiculous? Vegeta spat as he powered up again, vanishing and already began his attack to cover his daughter from being hit. Bra didn?t even seem to pay attention to anything else than the monitor in front of her. Her eyes fixated on the screen, her fingers quickly typing away, another computer geek in the family. Vegeta knew it must have been because of her mother she knew so much about technology, either that, or she was faking it real well.
An explosion erupted on the other side of the room, and adult sized robots looking like something straight out of the terminator came walking through the gaping hole in the wall. There were about a dozen of them, or it seemed like it through Vegeta?s first glance. ?Great?? Vegeta mumbled as he threw a round house kick into a turret poking it?s head out from the wall. His eyes fixated on the robots that apparently had their gaze on Bra, which was their first target. It was probably because she had hacked into the military database or something, but they appeared to have the need for her death.
Vegeta created a baseball sized ball of ki and hurled it straight at the first robot in line. It had already aimed it?s minigun towards the young halfling, but was quickly dismantled as Vegeta?s attack ripped a hole through the robots mainframe and exploded as it found a comfortable spot within it?s stomach. The blast had torn it into pieces, and the shockwave threw the rest of them onto their sides. Good thing these robots weren?t too advanced, because it took them quite a long time to regain their composure in order to push themselves back onto their feet.
Five minutes until Self Destruction
The computer continued to remind them that they were about to die. ?Ah, got it!? Just as it did though, Bra had shouted the answer that they were all looking for. ?The file on Brim, it?s all right here!? She seemed excited to finally break into the history of this crazed gamer.
?That?s good, but there?s no time to read it now Bra. Save it onto a disk and let?s get the fuck out of here!? Vegeta shouted as he dodged bullet after bullet. His feet danced around, his body ducked and covered, his head bobbed from side to side. He began to threw ball after ball of ki into the turrets, but making sure none of them were strong enough to bring down the house.
Bra agreed with a nod and began shifting through the desk drawers, looking for a disk or cd that she could download the file on. Zarbon continued to fight off the bullets that were aimed towards Bra, because if he didn?t, the young girl would find her self in the same position as his other two fallen comrades.
?Found one!? She jumped to her feet and slammed the cd into the computer?s tower. Now this was the hard part, she had to delete everything that was on that cd to make room for Brim?s history. Hopefully it wouldn?t be too big of a file, time wasn?t exactly on their side at the moment.
His daughter pressed lightly on the keyboard in front of her. Sadly enough, a message appeared stating that no entries were found on the stated phrase. ?Try Brim.? Zarbon stated soon after. Perhaps now they were on to something as Bra angrily stomped on the keyboard as if trying to kill Brim while spelling out his name. The screen that appeared read a short job description and status.
Brim Harc. Science Department. New Technology and Equipment.
Missing in Action
"What the...?" Bra muttered under his breath. "He was here!" A robotic type of sound echoed throughout the room, as if hundreds of computers just phased into existence. The computer spoke as if warning them that their situation has just gotten a lot worse.
Defense Systems Online
?Oh shit.? Zarbon interrupted as he saw their fate lock onto the three fighters. Vegeta took heed to his curse and spun around to meet face to face with dozens of turrets and defense mechanisms pointing directly at them. He knew this couldn?t lead to anything good, especially if they wanted to find Brim. However the number, it would prove to be quite a nuisance to try and take out all of them, for the ceilings and walls were scattered with them.
?What kind of place needs this much defense?? Vegeta grunted as the bullets began raining down on them. He dodged with the quickness, almost as if he was teleporting out of the way from every single shot fired past him. His body phased out, reappeared a foot closer towards a turret, then vanished again as another bullet shot their his faded image. The prince appeared in front of the assaulting gun, and threw his balled fist straight into the barrel, destroying it and knocking it hard off of it?s hinges.
He couldn?t stop though, for every second he took in the same spot, about two dozens bullets came running past him. It was easy to dodge man made bullets, but to keep his speed up like this for a long duration of time, could prove to become costly. He appeared behind another gun, and grabbed it on both sides with his hands tightly. His fingers gouged deep into the metallic hull, and ripped it apart straight down the middle as if it were nothing better than a piece of paper. He felt the head of another bullet graze his ear, and he took off again. Appearing in between of two more, Vegeta threw both of his legs out ward, kicking both defenses off of their screwed bars which kept them hanging from the ceiling. They broke into fragments upon collision with the ground.
?We gotta get out of here!? Vegeta could her Zarbon holler the need towards the two Saiya-jins. ?This place is like a bees? hive!? The transformer was engaged with a few guns himself, obviously he found the importance of taking out as many as he possibly could before the bullets became too overwhelming. Vegeta kept a third eye on the transformer, watching his moves very closely. He wasn?t anywhere near the Saiya-jin prince in power, but he proved to know exactly what he was doing. Perhaps sometime in the future he would become a good ally, or on the other hand, he could become a worthy adversary. If that ever happened though, at least Vegeat knew he had already studied his movements.
The Saiya-jin princess replied quickly after Zarbon?s previous statement. ?An exploding bees? hive. Look at this.? Both Vegeta and Zarbon?s head snapped over to the wall sized monitor and it had a sort of timer placed in the middle of the screen. It was counting down from ten minutes?but what was going to happen after ten minutes the prince wondered.
Self Destruct Sequence Activated
Nevermind, Vegeta found his answer as the computer replied to his thoughts. This couldn?t be good, first the guns, and now the whole base was about to explode into nothing more but shards of metal and fire. In the middle of his thoughts however, another bullet swooshed past his leg, the heat caused a warm sensation to creep up his thigh, and he spun around just in time to catch the following three bullets in his hands. He crushed them and returned the favor by releasing a small strand of ki out from his index finger, plenty enough of power to take down the single turret. It exploded and rained fire upon the tiled floor.
?Fuck! We gotta get out of here fast!? Zarbon shouted as he attempted to run, but Bra caught his arm and jerked him back with haste. Obviously Vegeta?s daughter had other plans in mind then just running like rats. It must have been that Saiya-jin blood that fed the fire to her bravery, or maybe it was just the anger that she held for her brothers death that made her want to stay and gather as much information as he possibly can on the bitch-ass Brim.
?I need to find out what Brim did here.? Bra?s face was complete with anger and anxiety, she wasn?t about to go anywhere. ?Maybe it will give us some answers to where the bastard is now.? Her focus returned to the monitor before her and she began typing away again. The prince however couldn?t take the time to see what she was putting in, as another bullet shot past him. If he wasn?t careful, his ki wouldn?t appear in the right spot around his body, leaving it open for a bullet to just punch right through him with ease. ?Cover me, alright?? Bra needed help, and her father was already on it.
Zarbon nodded and ran to the opposite side of the control center; his aim reacted quickly to the oncoming turrets. His movements were unique, something that Vegeta hadn?t laid eyes upon for quite some time. It was obviously a trait that only the transformer held on to, almost like a dance, he fought with such elegance, but then again, he did look like he?d be some sort of alien backstreet boy with that hair.
Vegeta pounced on top of a double barreled turret that popped up from one of the tiles on the floor and he crushed it underneath his feet, almost pretending that he was the lord of the dance with a few more stomps using his heels. His body vanished, and appeared on top of a desk, noticing that he just put himself in between four different guns that spun around to aim at him. ?Oh shit.? He noted, kicking out his own feet from under him and landing hard onto his back just as the guns began firing. They were all evenly spread out at a 90 degree angles, so as they all shot, the bullets just barely missed each other, and dug deep into their electronic bodies. They destroyed themselves, and powered down from the fatal wounds.
Science Department, New Technology and Equipment Assignments appeared on the screen that Bra was playing on. Perhaps this was it, the same section that Brim worked with while he was in the military department. Vegeta still didn?t know what Bra was talking about earlier with the ?VX? thing or whatever it was. But what he gathered from it lead him to believe it was some type of biological weaponry used on innocent lives for testing purposes. That was sick, only a twisted mind would do something like that, and Brim would fit perfectly in that category he thought. The prince had seen some crazy shit in his past, but killing your own race was something of the absurd side.
Zarbon had taken a quick break to analyze the situation, hoping that Bra indeed find the answers they were looking for. Unfortunately, as the transformer halted, a bullet shot straight for the prince?s daughter, barely missing her, yet taking out the monitor in front of the child. The screen shattered into pieces and broke down into nothing more but fragments of glass, wiring, and smoke. Bra shouted in anger and disappointment as she spun around towards her two allies. ?Of all the damned luck! We have to find another console!? Vegeta agreed nodding as he felt the same urgency to leave, remembering the count down to destruction.
Eight minutes till self destruct
?Yeh, thanks.? Vegeta grunted to himself as yet again, the computer responded a confirmation to his thoughts.
?Do we have time?? Zarbon questioned as he gazed from one side to the other. Apparently he wanted to get out of here just as much as anybody would knowing they were about to blown up in less then ten minutes.
"Sure we do! There should be another console somewhere!? Bra dashed out of the room and through another set of doors. It must have led to another control center, or at least he hoped it did. Vegeta threw his fist into another set of turrets and shrugged, powering up with his purplish aura and sprinting off right behind his daughter. Zarbon was quick to follow behind the prince as the two dodged the racing bullets every step of the way. No doubt there would be more in the next room though, and perhaps the room after that one, and the one after that, and well, you get the point.
As the two warriors dashed through the doors, Bra had already found herself set up on the nearest desktop computer. It was tiny, about a tenth of the size as the large monitor in the other room but it would no doubt be hooked up into the network. There were about a dozen desk top computers, probably built with the superb craftsmanship and technology that any government military would have.
Defense System Activated
The same computer voice echoed throughout the room and once again, turrets appeared from everywhere; the ceiling, the floor, the walls, even some computers turned into walking guns. ?This is starting to get ridiculous? Vegeta spat as he powered up again, vanishing and already began his attack to cover his daughter from being hit. Bra didn?t even seem to pay attention to anything else than the monitor in front of her. Her eyes fixated on the screen, her fingers quickly typing away, another computer geek in the family. Vegeta knew it must have been because of her mother she knew so much about technology, either that, or she was faking it real well.
An explosion erupted on the other side of the room, and adult sized robots looking like something straight out of the terminator came walking through the gaping hole in the wall. There were about a dozen of them, or it seemed like it through Vegeta?s first glance. ?Great?? Vegeta mumbled as he threw a round house kick into a turret poking it?s head out from the wall. His eyes fixated on the robots that apparently had their gaze on Bra, which was their first target. It was probably because she had hacked into the military database or something, but they appeared to have the need for her death.
Vegeta created a baseball sized ball of ki and hurled it straight at the first robot in line. It had already aimed it?s minigun towards the young halfling, but was quickly dismantled as Vegeta?s attack ripped a hole through the robots mainframe and exploded as it found a comfortable spot within it?s stomach. The blast had torn it into pieces, and the shockwave threw the rest of them onto their sides. Good thing these robots weren?t too advanced, because it took them quite a long time to regain their composure in order to push themselves back onto their feet.
Five minutes until Self Destruction
The computer continued to remind them that they were about to die. ?Ah, got it!? Just as it did though, Bra had shouted the answer that they were all looking for. ?The file on Brim, it?s all right here!? She seemed excited to finally break into the history of this crazed gamer.
?That?s good, but there?s no time to read it now Bra. Save it onto a disk and let?s get the fuck out of here!? Vegeta shouted as he dodged bullet after bullet. His feet danced around, his body ducked and covered, his head bobbed from side to side. He began to threw ball after ball of ki into the turrets, but making sure none of them were strong enough to bring down the house.
Bra agreed with a nod and began shifting through the desk drawers, looking for a disk or cd that she could download the file on. Zarbon continued to fight off the bullets that were aimed towards Bra, because if he didn?t, the young girl would find her self in the same position as his other two fallen comrades.
?Found one!? She jumped to her feet and slammed the cd into the computer?s tower. Now this was the hard part, she had to delete everything that was on that cd to make room for Brim?s history. Hopefully it wouldn?t be too big of a file, time wasn?t exactly on their side at the moment.
~Semper Fidelis~