12-19-2006, 03:21 AM
Explosions, gunshots, and the screams of the bloodthirsty permeated the room in which Seventeen was lying. The Commander of the Outcasts let out a heavy sigh as he stared at the stone ceiling and reflected upon his predicament. It was quite obvious that the Dante Forces had already penetrated Hyperton Fortress prior to his arrival, but from his observations, it seemed they were still combating near their initial points of entry.
?I have to fight,? Seventeen groaned as he fought to sit up off the bed. He managed to elevate his torso a few inches before a cadre of medics dashed over and implored him to cease exerting his strength.
?You?re still injured, Commander,? one of them spoke?removing his visor to reveal the visage of a young woman wrought with an abundance of sympathy. ?You need to rest up for the oncoming battle, or you?ll be nothing more than a dilapidated mess,? Seventeen frowned, his mind screaming in frustration as his body continued to falter him. The android let out a sigh as he tried to clear his thoughts.
The machine-hybrid knew it was only a matter of time before the Dante Forces managed to trump the guards and take control of the entrance to Hyperton. All the while, a slew of soldiers would be losing their lives in the ensuing carnage as the enemy thrust their forces deeper and deeper in the fortress?s depths. Seventeen grunted as he pushed aside the medic still hovering over him.
?I can walk,? the android stated, shunning the assistance of the medical squad. ?I order you all to report back to the front lines and aide those who are injured. I am perfectly capable of carrying me own despite these grievances, and I am incapable of sitting on some bed doing absolutely nothing while my boys are out there dying. Now go!? Seventeen screamed, pointing toward the door and glaring at the group of intimidated medics.
Once he was alone in the chamber, the machine-hybrid trudged over to a nearby table and shifted through a stack of garments until he came across a duplication of his standard outfit. Poking at the bandages wrapped around his chest and abdomen, Seventeen frowned in distaste. He didn?t care that he was in pain?there was nothing that was going to stop him from fighting the invaders.
With a grunt, the onyx-haired commander slid on the two t-shirts and began to rifle through a nearby box for his effects. Smiling faintly, Seventeen produced a pile of his belongings and dumped them onto the ivory sheets of his bed. Even as he grimaced slightly from pain, the android managed to slip on all of his accessories in record time. With a final, anticlimactic motion, Seventeen unsheathed the Power Sword and lurched over to the door.
?Outcasts forever,? the cyborg grumbled, wincing slightly as he made his way down the hallway. After a minute or so of walking, the machine-hybrid emerged out onto one of the upper battlements?much to the dismay of the group of Dante soldiers fresh off their successful infiltration of the fortress. Spotting the limping android, the cluster of troops formed into two short lines and drew their weapons.
?Surrender or die!? One of the courageous soldiers bellowed, thrusting his rifle in the direction of the cyborg as his finger nervously twitched around the trigger. Seventeen flashed the group of men a faint smile before he vanished in a swirl of blue and white light particles. The Dante soldiers let out a gasp as a few of them fired off a few rounds at the empty space the android had once inhabited.
?Surprise,? Seventeen muttered, reappearing behind the group of soldiers. With a swift motion, the commander drove the Power Sword?s blade up through the thorax of the closest soldier. Flexing his other hand, he crafted a ki saber and decapitated another combatant with the utmost elegance. Wrenching his weapons free from the innards of the fallen warriors, Seventeen reeled back and decommissioned another pair of soldiers as they scurried to react.
Discarding his ki saber, the android threw his unoccupied hand forward and dowsed the four remaining soldiers in a lethal deluge of energy. The screams of the dying were silenced as the roar of ki reached its apex, and once Seventeen could no longer detect functioning life before him, he lowered his hand. As the blast faded to nothingness, the android took a brief moment to ensure that his foes were vanquished.
?I?m sorry,? he muttered, his heart sinking at the sight of the charred remains of the valiant soldiers. Seventeen frowned as he sheathed the Power Sword and turned a blind eye to what little remained of the corpses. Even though they were merely following orders from their vain superiors, the machine-hybrid would not let their deaths impede him from protected those whose care was entrusted to him.
Seventeen was a leader to the very end, and he would be hard-pressed if he was going to sit back. After all, having the odds against him was something the Commander of the Outcasts was getting accustomed to. His pain momentarily numbed by the thrill of battle, the cybernetic warrior turned his attention to a nearby door and vanished back into the depths of the fortress.
Even if it was the last thing that Seventeen did, the Dante Forces were going to be in for one hell of a ride.
?I have to fight,? Seventeen groaned as he fought to sit up off the bed. He managed to elevate his torso a few inches before a cadre of medics dashed over and implored him to cease exerting his strength.
?You?re still injured, Commander,? one of them spoke?removing his visor to reveal the visage of a young woman wrought with an abundance of sympathy. ?You need to rest up for the oncoming battle, or you?ll be nothing more than a dilapidated mess,? Seventeen frowned, his mind screaming in frustration as his body continued to falter him. The android let out a sigh as he tried to clear his thoughts.
The machine-hybrid knew it was only a matter of time before the Dante Forces managed to trump the guards and take control of the entrance to Hyperton. All the while, a slew of soldiers would be losing their lives in the ensuing carnage as the enemy thrust their forces deeper and deeper in the fortress?s depths. Seventeen grunted as he pushed aside the medic still hovering over him.
?I can walk,? the android stated, shunning the assistance of the medical squad. ?I order you all to report back to the front lines and aide those who are injured. I am perfectly capable of carrying me own despite these grievances, and I am incapable of sitting on some bed doing absolutely nothing while my boys are out there dying. Now go!? Seventeen screamed, pointing toward the door and glaring at the group of intimidated medics.
Once he was alone in the chamber, the machine-hybrid trudged over to a nearby table and shifted through a stack of garments until he came across a duplication of his standard outfit. Poking at the bandages wrapped around his chest and abdomen, Seventeen frowned in distaste. He didn?t care that he was in pain?there was nothing that was going to stop him from fighting the invaders.
With a grunt, the onyx-haired commander slid on the two t-shirts and began to rifle through a nearby box for his effects. Smiling faintly, Seventeen produced a pile of his belongings and dumped them onto the ivory sheets of his bed. Even as he grimaced slightly from pain, the android managed to slip on all of his accessories in record time. With a final, anticlimactic motion, Seventeen unsheathed the Power Sword and lurched over to the door.
?Outcasts forever,? the cyborg grumbled, wincing slightly as he made his way down the hallway. After a minute or so of walking, the machine-hybrid emerged out onto one of the upper battlements?much to the dismay of the group of Dante soldiers fresh off their successful infiltration of the fortress. Spotting the limping android, the cluster of troops formed into two short lines and drew their weapons.
?Surrender or die!? One of the courageous soldiers bellowed, thrusting his rifle in the direction of the cyborg as his finger nervously twitched around the trigger. Seventeen flashed the group of men a faint smile before he vanished in a swirl of blue and white light particles. The Dante soldiers let out a gasp as a few of them fired off a few rounds at the empty space the android had once inhabited.
?Surprise,? Seventeen muttered, reappearing behind the group of soldiers. With a swift motion, the commander drove the Power Sword?s blade up through the thorax of the closest soldier. Flexing his other hand, he crafted a ki saber and decapitated another combatant with the utmost elegance. Wrenching his weapons free from the innards of the fallen warriors, Seventeen reeled back and decommissioned another pair of soldiers as they scurried to react.
Discarding his ki saber, the android threw his unoccupied hand forward and dowsed the four remaining soldiers in a lethal deluge of energy. The screams of the dying were silenced as the roar of ki reached its apex, and once Seventeen could no longer detect functioning life before him, he lowered his hand. As the blast faded to nothingness, the android took a brief moment to ensure that his foes were vanquished.
?I?m sorry,? he muttered, his heart sinking at the sight of the charred remains of the valiant soldiers. Seventeen frowned as he sheathed the Power Sword and turned a blind eye to what little remained of the corpses. Even though they were merely following orders from their vain superiors, the machine-hybrid would not let their deaths impede him from protected those whose care was entrusted to him.
Seventeen was a leader to the very end, and he would be hard-pressed if he was going to sit back. After all, having the odds against him was something the Commander of the Outcasts was getting accustomed to. His pain momentarily numbed by the thrill of battle, the cybernetic warrior turned his attention to a nearby door and vanished back into the depths of the fortress.
Even if it was the last thing that Seventeen did, the Dante Forces were going to be in for one hell of a ride.
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