Project 8974555
A crossover fanficion of Eureka seveN and Armored Core

A note before beginning the segment:

I know all of you are probably saying "wait, didn't he scrap two book ideas before? Why the hell should we keep reading if we'll just face another bout of plot holes, lack of characters, radical, unrealistic ideas, and over-the-top cursing and sex? Why should we waste our time again?" Well I am telling you now. I have already made it to chapter 22 in this story, and am preparing for the endgame. There is no way i am not going to finish this. I am not releasing the rest until it is edited, cleaned, and fixed in its completion. I expect it to be all done by the first of the year ( a tentative deadline, but it will be close to there). I have stopped trying to make eureka seven something that it is not. I have tried to stay true to the nature of the characters, and i have spent less time babbling on in my endless descriptions and subliminal messages. I came to write a story, not a sci-fi romance with 193923748379283989 different plot lines.

I am not building a website for this. i'm not making this anything else than what it is: a crossover fanfiction.

If anyone is interested in completing Poetic Chronicles, then I can send you the materials i used to plan it. you can take them, edit them, do whatever you want to and call it your baby. I don't want anything to do with it anymore. If no one wants to do it, don't worry. I have removed the story from , and i will soon be closing down the website. I am sorry to all of you who wanted to see it completed, but my writers block got the best of me.

I want you to have faith in me, and see how much my writing has improved, developed, and grown since my first fiction entitled "Symphonic Despair" (which I also really don't think much of, but people enjoy it).

Please enjoy the first chapter of this Project. It may seem stock but it was the only part i could release without spoiling alot of the plot. I will not release the name of the story until it is completed. If you have any comments, or need a place to vent your frustrations about me, my email is:

thank you all, and enjoy.


Chapter 01: Raven

Renton rolled over and placed a hand on Eureka's cheek, admiring the smoothness of her pale skin. She stirred, and then opened her eyes. She looked into his and smiled. "I love you," she said softly.

"Well I should hope so," he joked. "I've only been with you for three years," He poked her on the collarbone and got up, placing the sheets of his bed back in an orderly fashion. They were in the bedroom of their home. The green walls were lined with pictures of ancient scenery. A computer desk was incorporated into a corner, and two dressers bordered a window where the light was now shining in. Renton stretched in face of the morning sun. He slipped a shirt on, turned, smiled at Eureka, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Minutes later Eureka joined him. Her short aqua-colored hair was shimmering and her violet eyes shone brighter than a star as she hopped into the booth where they usually ate breakfast. The kitchen was being filled with smells of eggs and sausages.

Eureka scratched her head where an itch had been and asked Renton, "When will your Grandpa and the children get here?"

"I'm not sure. They said around nine o'clock. It's… about 8:30 right now. I'll have breakfast ready by then, for sure." He was cutting a potato which skin was the color of his hair. There was a small television hanging on a stand in the corner. The news was on.

The three children, Maurice, Maeter, and Linck, scrambled through the door in their usual attire, a red jacket, a short blue dress with a bunny backpack, and a scrappy batch of loose clothing. They ran to Eureka who was now chewing softly on her sausage (she almost swallowed her fork when Maeter jumped into her lap). They greeted her with hugs and telling of the stories of the previous week. Renton chuckled. They also greeted him, but with slightly less enthusiasm.

Renton's balding grandfather, Axle Thurston, also strolled in, immediately taking a seat opposite Eureka and engaging her in conversation. Renton passed plates of food to the others and took his seat next to Eureka, his spouse, who, still tired, rested her head on his shoulder.

After the greetings, Axle pulled some rolled-up papers out of his jeans pocket and slapped them on the table. "Renton, Eureka, we need to talk about something," The two assumed that he was referring to the papers below. "Orders for LFO repairs have become less and less frequent, lately, and with all of the new technology out there, no one hardly comes to look for a self-owned shop; they all want stuff from the new factories, like the one that friend of yours' Jobs took over."

The two nodded. The children just whispered to each other ignoring the conversation.

"This means," he said rising a finger in the air, "that, unfortunately, I can't keep supporting you two anymore. I'm runnin' out of cash and I just can't pay the bills with the children and you two to feed."

It was Renton who answered. "I understand, Grandpa. I can get a job from a factory or something. It shouldn't be hard finding one," he had been expecting this day to come for awhile. He and Eureka had been receiving money from Axle since they returned so they could pay for the house, food, clothing, and other necessities. But he knew this couldn't last forever.

Axle agreed with his grandson. He showed him the papers, which included bills, bank balances, and, rather sarcastically, a Classifieds add from the Belleforest Tribune. He and Eureka looked excitedly through the articles in search of a job.

"Here's one from the Belleforest Military branch…oh…but you have to be 18 to apply," Eureka said.

"Well, there's a restaurant job opened at Miller's Diner. You only have to be 16 to apply. But…the pay is horrible. I won't be able to pay the bills with this one." He said disappointedly.

"You could work two jobs," Eureka said brightly. "I could also try to find a job somewhere,"

"I don't think there are many places that will hire girls with wings," Axle cut in. He glanced at her strange appendages, coming out of the back of her shirt. They were gifts from the Coralian Collective, of which she was a part of; green, shimmering, and a burden by all means, but she cherished them.

At the end of the day they had circled four jobs that would fit. Renton was adamant against letting Eureka get a job herself. "I'd rather you stay at home, at least for now. I don't think I'm comfortable with all those strangers around you." He said. Eureka didn't argue with him.

Things quieted down at the table. The dirty dishes from their meal were stacked on the kitchen counter and every one other than Renton had retired to the living room. The children were watching their new favorite show, At the Beach.

Eureka walked in to the kitchen and wrapped her arms around Renton, who was still scrubbing the pan from the sausage. He shifted closer to her. "I won't get as much time to spend with you after I get a job," he said. "We should make the most of the time we have now."

"You're right." She whispered in to his ear.

"HEY!" cried Maeter. She had caught them from the hall. "Don't do that in front of me!" Eureka quickly released Renton, who continued scrubbing, his face red. "Mama!" the little blonde said, "Come and watch this show with us!"

Eureka agreed. Glancing back at Renton, who nodded, she retired to the living room.

Renton's head turned to the small TV in the corner of the kitchen, where the news was still playing. A reporter was narrating a series of scenes of combat.

These new mobile weapons are much more effective in urban combat, and have three times the armor of an LFO. These units have been codenamed "Armored Cores" – fully robotic fighting machines with skills beyond any weapon in the past.

Renton was watching what looked like much bulkier versions of the Terminus series combating with each other. He was glad to see that they were remotely operated by a command tower in the distance. The last thing he wanted was another bout of bloodshed on the planet that he and Eureka had sacrificed so much to protect.

The United Army is looking for test pilots to run preliminaries on the first few prototypes that have been created. This project, and the pilots, will be codenamed: Raven. We are fortunate to have one such prototype located in Belleforest. The only requirement is that you have piloted an LFO in the recent past. Anyone like that out there? If you're one, you might want to look in to this!

The idea took a minute to register. Renton ran into the living room, suds dripping from his rolled-up sleeves. He grabbed the attention of Eureka, Axle, and the children. "I'm getting a job at the base," he said. "As a test pilot,"

Next Chapter: In the Chair

Every day, the world changes, things die, and new things are born. Out of love and discomfort, how will the people and things of the world, constantly changing, affect the boy?


So. If you have any comments, please email me. I really don't want you using this websites' comments feature until the full story is done.

Arigato, no Gomenosai