Protocol: Omega
Welcome, Reader. I am Link234521, Creator of Protocol: Omega. As some of you are aware, this is a Continuation of Operation: Revengeance. This Second-Half of the Prequel to Skyfall 007: Mission Start tells the fight with Omegacorp Enforcement LLC. and the Anti-Intelligence SMERSH, with the Main Characters Link, James, and Sora Bond.
As there WILL be spoilers from Operation: Revengeance, I advise that you read the First-Half beforehand. If you caught up with it, good because this is mostly set during the Events of Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance for Link/Raiden and Sora's portions of the Story with Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns Of The Patriots for James.
I wish you the best from me, as for the Writing Legend from Operation: Revengeance is untouched for Protocol: Omega. As for Disclaimers, I'll only say it once, and it applies to ALL the Chapters beyond this one:
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE LEGEND OF ZELDA, KINGDOM HEARTS, METAL GEAR, OR JAMES BOND 007. I ONLY OWN THE STORYLINE AND POSSIBLE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.
Good Luck, and enjoy Protocol: Omega.
PREMONITION:
A MACHINE BY BODY, BUT HUMAN IN HEART.
Unknown Location
Unknown Time
Local Time: Unknown
007 entered a hallway, Heckler & Koch MP5SD2 armed and ready to shoot. As he took a few steps, he felt a wretched pain in his head, causing him to drop the Gun and collapse on the floor. At the same time, a Remote Mobile Terminal appeared next to him, having used it's Stealth Tech to hide.
"James?" Alan saw the Agent's pain, RMT seeing a Cyborg approaching them. "James!"
The Cyborg drew out the HF Blade, resting their free hand on the Blade-Wielding Wrist as five more appeared.
James whipped out an Autoinjector, stabbing it on the side of his Neck. The Agent inside the Syringe made the pain more worse. "Alan... The Anti-NMs... They're not working."
The Robot slammed it's Video Screen on the Agent. "Come on, get up! On your feet, Bond!"
The Cyborgs were advancing at the Agent rapidly. "I guess it's over... for me."
Suddenly, the door where 007 entered flew open, two figures in Duster Coats flipping over the Agent and knelt in landing. The Cyborgs backed away, maintaining their attacking positions.
"Raiden... Rakurai..." James recognized the figures.
The Figures took up, revealing a horrifying sight. Their Arms were gone as electricity invaded the space, leaving their HF Blades stuck to their teeth.
"I am Lightning..." Raiden's voice was in it's Artificial Voice Box Mode. "...The Rain transformed."
BOOM!
"GAAAAH!" 12 Cyborgs roared out, being electrocuted from an unknown source. Their Nerve Circuits were fried, dropping on the ground dead.
The Sprinklers in the Corridor were activated in the space between the Cyborgs and the Three, making the Cyborgs really fall back as the Saviors drifted towards them. James regained his Stamina, but fell to the floor due to his Endurance.
The Saviors advanced on the Hostiles, Raiden launching another and frying another two. Just as James was behind his Rescuers, Raiden and Rakurai threw their Blades into the Walls.
"James... Leave this to us. We'll go to the Server Room." He stepped in.
James placed a hand on his "Ally's" arm. "The Corridor's full of Microwaves. One of us is enough."
"Our Bodies are "Machines", we can take it." Rakurai added.
"Your Bodies may be Machines... but your Hearts are Human." 007 lectured, facing his "Allies". "You two've got a Life to go back to."
"...We don't deserve it. It's intended for your Son."
"RAIDEN, RAKURAI, LOOK AT ME!" 007 grabbed his "Allies'" Shoulders to stop them. "Both of you still have your Youth. Don't waste them... You can start over, forget your memories as Child Soldiers. From here on, this is my fight."
He removed the HF Blades from it's place on the walls, holding it. "It's my Mission to put an end to all this."
Raiden looked down, remembering how it all began. "All right. We'll make sure they don't get through."
"Stay with me, James." Alan begged through the RMT. "Hold on until we destroy REX and RAY!"
007 placed the HF Blades in front of their teeth to place it back. They took it by the Handle, having to taste the Metal in their Organic Mouths. They didn't care about the taste.
Raiden and Rakurai drifted towards the Cyborgs, 007 behind them. They swapped positions, RMT following it's Master and whirring at the same time. James limped towards the door, leading to his Objective as the ones he left behind were flanked by countless Cyborgs.
"Alan... lock it from the Inside." James commanded through the RMT as it sped into the open door.
"Done."
James entered the Microwave-Infected Hallway, he turned back to see his "Allies".
"Thank you... Dad. I really enjoyed our time together. Good-Bye." Raiden bid his Final Words, revealing who he really is by deactivating his Visor as well as Rakurai.
"NOOO! LEOOON!" The Door sealed before he could get back to his Sons, leaving him on the other side. He banged his fists on the door, realizing that he was too late to save them. He heard Blades slashing into Body Parts and screams of death.
"Leon... Sora... I failed you." He dropped on his knees, seeing his Failure.
Omegacorp Enforcement, LLC... I'll never forget what they did to me.
My Imprisonment for nearly 2 Months were a Living Hell. Being rarely able to eat, tortured to near death, and worse: implanted with Life Ending Nanomachines that work on their own AND from a Main Terminal.
I was cloned on that day of my "Death". And for what? Just to deceive my Brother into being turned against our Country, Friends, and Family.
He's changed a lot since that Incident in Arkhangelsk. Me, I've barely changed. I knew that Revenge is a Poison, and Leo's been infected with it. He won't even change his New Ways. It's no wonder that he earned the Nickname "Jack the Ripper" from his Enemies.
He suffered because of the People he lost: Alex Blokhin, American Agent Sky Briggs, and African Prime Minister N'Mani. I had Revenge too, but not enough to make me give into Evil.
Now... it's His and my Vengeance that'll be turned from His Misery to Omegacorp and SMERSH. I know the stakes are high when I was in VR, training to be at the top of my Game again when I lost my Arm and Eye. It's War now. War's just a Destroyer, and it can be stopped.
I knew the Price to pay if I decided to join the Fight with Leo, now calling himself "Raiden". He's still on the Run from Home, refusing to go Home when he found out I was alive; not dead. ...It's time to send these Bastards to Hell where they belong.
ONE WEEK LATER...
Sukhumi
Abkhazia
Local Time: Unknown
A Sonic Boom rang throughout the pouring, rain-encased Sukhumi Waterfront, source of it all a MQ-133C Aircraft like it's Last Use. The Aircraft sped at a Sonic rate like it's Previous Use, New Pilot overlooking his Flight Path.
"How is it, Rakurai?"
"So far, so good. I'd never thought I'd work for an American PMC either way Boris." The Pilot acknowledged. "I've got a good, clean visual."
"A direct feed to your Optic Nerve too. Yes, I should hope so, eh?" Boris reported, Rakurai's Battle Computer appearing on his Pupil as well as his Visor. "I mean... How does it feel!? To fly like a bird as well!"
"Like a Bird strapped to a Remote-Controlled Missile." The Pilot responded.
Boris laughed at his humor. "Ah, you remind me of Raiden when you say that. We will get you in safely, tovarich. Just relax and enjoy the ride."
"Right." Rakurai confirmed.
Another MSC member appeared on the Visor's Communications System. "Can you hear me, Rakurai?"
"Doktor."
"Remember the two procedures to maintain your New Armor: One, seizing Nano-Repair Units from your Foes. And two-"
"Absorbing their Electrolytes. I got it." He concluded.
"Anybody forgot about me?" Raiden interfered Doktor and Rakurai's Conversation.
"Of course I haven't, Raiden. As for you, you know your Procedures." Doktor cleared his throat. "Yes, enemy Cyborgs should provide plenty of MCFC Electrolytes once you slice them open and... extract their fluids."
"Sounds COMPLETELY disgusting, but they're Terrorists. I was planning on that anyway." Rakurai seconded.
"Same here. But I don't give a damn about them."
"Oh, and their Left Hands, if you please." Doktor requested.
"Excuse me?"
"Excuse me?" Raiden and Rakurai questioned surprisingly.
Doktor, back in his Office, stood up from his chair and drifted towards shelves filled with Left Hands. "Their Combat Data, stored on Holographic Memory, typically located in the Left Hand." He took one of them to present it to the Operatives. "That Data is VERY valuable. Ehem... I am authorized to offer both of you Upgrades and Services in exchange for it."
"How generous."
"How generous." The Operatives stated.
"Ich liebe Kapitalismus!" (German translation: I love Captialism!") Doktor exclaimed. "Had the wall come down a few years earlier, I would have a Nobel Prize on my shelf."
"-There. I see land."
"-There. I see land." Doktor's Monitor- from the view of both the MQ-133C and Nano-sen, saw the Operatives' designated Areas.
"Three mikes out and closing, you guys." Courtney reported, scanning their Areas through the Satellites. "No activity at the Air Base. Looks like we don't have to worry about Interceptors from your ends."
"Great, then we have time for some Quick Briefings." Kevin saluted through his end.
"I know you miss me, Kev; you too Zoe, but I've been all over the Materials." Raiden reported, referring to the CIA Agent AND his Girlfriend.
"Same here." Rakurai seconded.
"Look, just humor me, guys. Objectives are, of course, enter Abkhazia and Morocco, neutralize the Terrorists, and restore the Rightful Government on Rakurai's side... or WHAT'S left of it, anyway." Kevin debriefed. "Raiden, Zoe'll take care of your end."
"Roger that." Raiden signed off.
"The President and most of the Cabinet have been killed, and a Military Junta's been established. The Terrorists brain-jacked all the High-Ranking Officers, and their Cyborgs scattered the rank-and-file. The few Leaders who survived have no way of openly opposing the new regime. THAT'S why they called us."
Boris stepped in. "Andrey Dolzaev, leader of the Occupation Forces. An Extremist, linked to both the St. Petersburg Massacre of 2009 and Last Year's Terror Spree in Georgia." He stood up, showing Rakurai's Target in Abkhazia. "And his Arms Supplier?"
"None other than Omegacorp Enforcement, LLC." Rakurai added.
"If we don't stop them here, they could destabilize the Entire Region. But our more Immediate Problem..." Kevin pulled up a photo. "Is Jetstream Sam. I believe you and Raiden have met."
"The only problem I see is that nickname and his doings on me and Leo. I've got my Equipment and Enhancements this time. He won't be an issue." Rakurai confirmed.
"He might not even be In-Country. So keep an eye out-" Boris interrupted him for the second time. "Oh... Uh... Sorry."
"Ready for Deployment."
Boris engaged the 'Deploy' function on the MQ-133C through his console again. The bottom of the Aircraft opened, lowering the Once-Thought Deceased Double-0 into place. Rakurai looked ahead and was catapulted out of the Aircraft. He traveled at a Sonic rate like the Aircraft and towards the Beach of Sukhumi, front-flipping out of his formation. He landed on the waters, emitting a soundwave/Impact Mark of his Arrival. Once the waves minimized, he stood upwards, drifting towards the Land.
His Form was different from the Anchiomega, being developed by Doktor and Raiden. The Design was similar to the Africa Body thanks to Leon letting him have the Africa Body Blueprints and altered by Doktor, having a mix of Obsidian Platinum, and Gold take over the Armor instead of just Platinum and Silver. In a simple term, it was an "Offspring" of the Africa Body and Anchiomega Armor.
The Bracers with Scallops on his Forearms were folded until he was unarmed or in CQC without the HF Blade; opposed to the permanent version of the Anchiomega. One of the Shoulder Plates no longer had the Scallops; instead leaving the Right Plate with the Scallops and a Gold-Plated Shoulder-Guard made from Hardened Kevlar and Titanium-Dipped Tri-Weave Fibers for the other side. The Visor was in the same design as the Anchiomega and Africa Body, but the Visor from the Anchiomega covered until it reached his upper lip as the Africa Visor served as a Protective Cover and can work both ways: covering his Face behind the Anchiomega's or in front; both Gold instead of Night. His Jaw was covered in Raven Metal; being made from the same Materials from the Armor too. He was also given the Hecker & Koch USP45 and Mark 23 from his Brother, strapped to his leg and back; loaded with Custom Cyborg-Piercing Rounds.
The HF Blade he now carried -and owned- was on his side since he preferred it than on his back. He hated it when his Sword's on his back: takes some time to get it out. But on his side? No problem at all.
The Sheath was technically similar to Jetstream Sam's, but in Raiden's Sheath Design and extremely slimmer since it was a bit heavy for him with an Ejection Port replacing the Knife Slot. The Ejection works whenever when Rakurai needs it through telekinesis and a Manual Ejection Port where he can withdraw it. The Sukainaifu; the Nanodagā's Equal, was under the Sheath, being separated from the Sword.
The HF Blade was a different story. It was made from the same Materials from the Anchiomega Armor, opposed to Raiden's Steel/Titanium-Carbide Desubureido. It surpassed the Desubureido by it's Weight as it's light as a feather, Flexibility, and Balance. It may have not surpassed Raiden's Blade by Strength and Durability, but it wins through it's Weight and Balance. Rakurai had the opportunity to personalize his HF Blade and Sheath after it was created. The Blade, which he named Sukaibureido, has an ID Lock in the case a Cyborg plans to use it against him, thus making it useless in terms of Cutting Ability and HF Function, even a DNA Lock when someone with similar- or 50% of his DNA; in his case, Raiden- can use it.
The Visor concealing his face vanished upwards and then to the side, emitting a Crimson glow. His face was an exact mirror image of his Brother's; flipped in position. The Remaining Eye flashed Crimson for a moment, making sure that Rakurai's vision adjusted to the bright light.
Since he'll kill the Cyborgs, there's his choice to either conceal his face or the opposite. Unlike his Brother who's on the Run, he's supposed to be considered dead.
"Rakurai, you landed safely, da?" Boris started once the Operative was on the ground. "First, head inland. The Waypoint is marked on your Codec Radar. Contact us on Codec if you have questions."
"Got it. Rakurai out." He swapped to talk to Doktor about his Armor.
"Rakurai. Shall we go over your New Armor?"
"Copy that. Go ahead, Dok."
"First of all, you know your Armor is sort of an "Offspring" of Raiden's Anchiomega and Africa Body. I've made some changes to the Preset Functions and added some new ones. I've added a LENM Stabilizer to keep the LENMs at bay. As long as you keep your Endurance Levels at 49.99% or above, it'll work out fine. If not, well, let's just say you're a goner."
Sora felt his Internal Endurance drop 50% upon hearing that. "What? You're saying I have to make sure I have to be at ALMOST 50% of my Damage Endurance to keep it Online?!" He furiously questioned.
"Well, you know I can upgrade the Module to keep it functional at an even lower Percent. But as tradeback, you have to let me work on it. I'll notify you when an Upgrade is Available. The second Function is-"
"An equal to Raiden's MG Module."
"Correct." The Cybernetic Surgeon flicked his glasses back in place. "I programmed this Module to have similar Abilities as the MG, but can be unlocked the same time Raiden unlocks a new one. I also allowed the Module to use the same Formats, but in Abilities. The LENMs can delete the Formats if the Armor physically changes."
"In return, you modified it to work while maintaining the Main look." Sora confirmed.
Doktor nodded. "Yes, your Armor has lesser Functions, but has better Agility, Speed, and Defense than the Anchiomega. Your Brother prefers Strength, Stealth, and Accuracy since he's about Brute Force, Better Stealth, and Accuracy when he's in the TWINE Format."
"And the third Function?"
"Ah, the Cross-Species. I didn't do it because like I said with the MG Module, the LENMs delete- and/or destroy- anything in your DNA or your Armor. In turn, I disabled them." He sadly confirmed.
"I didn't want it either way." He didn't even wanted the Powers. "Besides, I think one "Freak" is enough in my Family." Ending the Chat, Rakurai took off, speeding off towards inland. Once he arrived in front of the Building in front of the Beach, he heard a noise from his Direction.
A Cyborg appeared out of the blue, drawing out his HF Machete. Two more appeared, drawing out their Blades as well.
"The bastards are using A.C (Adaptive Camouflage) to ambush you. Nice try, but it won't do any good against a Partial Cyborg in a Highly-Advanced, State-of-The-Art Armor like you, eh?" Boris scoffed.
Before the Cyborgs can advance on him, the Operative launched his Blade from the Sheath into the lead Cyborg, launching him backwards into the invisible Battlefield Barrier. Boris set it there so he or Raiden wouldn't cause Collateral Damage- or his Enemies to prevent him from fleeing.
Raiden's Equal drew out the smaller HF Blade, engaging in combat. The other Cyborgs were bombarding the Operative with their slashes, but he prevented being hit with his Forearm Scallops. Once the attacking Cyborgs' Brain-Machine Interfaces were malfunctioning, he reversed his opponents' grips on their HF Blades, embedding them in their abdomen regions. Rakurai quickly withdrew one of them, entering Blade Mode. The Blade dissolved between each of the two in one swift cut, lower halves showing their Organs. The upper regions dropped on the ground, bursting into pieces as it didn't have the energy to function.
"Bullseye!" He swiped the Organs one after the other, kneeling down to crush them in his overfilled palm. The Organs bursted with the Electrolytes and CNFC Nanopaste, replenishing Rakurai's abilities and endurance.
The Lead Cyborg got his BMI running like normal, seeing that his reinforcements were eliminated. He grabbed the launched HF Blade next to him, charging at the Operative. He slashed at him, only for the Blade to bounce off Rakurai.
"Pathetic move." Rakurai swiped his Sukaibureido back, engaging it's High-Frequencies and sliced him in half, taking his Organ like the other two.
He stood next to the Cyborg, Sukaibureido resonating as the Corpse sizzled after the fight. He heard the Codec call tone, activating it.
"Had your fill?" Kevin questioned.
The Operative held the Blade across from his chest. "With this Armor, I can take ANYTHING on with no eyes. Intel wasn't exaggerating on the Cyborg Count."
Kevin nodded in agreement. "Well, you know how fast the Military Tech advanced and spreaded these last few years compared to Media Tech." He looked on the Deceased Cyborg through Raiden's Equal's Visual Feed. "That new kind of CNT Muscle Fiber packs the Power of a Jackhammer AND a Bulldozer into EVERY Limb. What Enterprising Soldier of Fortune could resist? And Cyborgs are still Human... REAL, thinking People. WAY less risk of Collateral Damage than your typical UAV Strike."
Rakurai's Girlfriend appeared next to Kevin through the Codec. "And don't forget the PR Angle, Sora. Nations start playing "Frankenstein" with their Troops, and the Public goes completely nuts; PMCs, on the other hand, are off the Ethical Radar."
"Yeah, they STILL don't even count PMCs in Official Death Tolls. With PAS (Private Arms Suppliers) out of the picture, thanks to Raiden, Private Militaries needed a New Edge on the Market. We got it."
"In a way, Cyborgs are SMERSH Operatives by another name, only all Muscled Up and a LOT less predictable than your typical Cyborg that Raiden encountered before." Alyssa concluded as Sora knelt next to the Cyborg to inspect him.
"But it makes you wonder... Where'd Omegacorp find these guys?"
"I'm not complaining. They're like walking Vending Machines."
The Screen adjusted to Rakurai's view. "Right. Vending Machines full of Blood..." Kevin growled as he made a claw gesture to try to scare the Operative. "Easy there, Dracula. Like I said, they're still people."
"People who murder Innocent Lives just for Money. They sowed their Fates when they took this Job. I'm just the Reaper as well as Leon."
"Damn... Bit cold, Rakurai. Even for you and Raiden." He gave Kevin the cold stare as he heard that. "Anyway... Uh, it's cool. Let's get to work. Time to increase the Peace."
"Right." The Codec deactivated, Raiden's Equal turning around to resume his Job.
Rakurai enabled his Codec again, selecting Alyssa from the Other 7 listed. "How're we doing, Alyssa?"
"You're doing great on my end!" She replied joyfully. "GPS and Audiovisual Feeds coming in fine! Energy Consumption, check. Damage Levels, check. Blood Pressure, Brain Waves, Blood Sugar- triple check! All of this Monitoring Equipment, I've got a better view as if I was on the Battlefield with you."
Sora can tell her joy is overflowing. "I can't let you ON the Battlefield, Alyssa. I can't bear to see you dead."
"Still, protective as always. If only my Father was the same..."
Sora didn't meet Alyssa's Father, yet he's got a bad feeling. "Lisa, I know we've been together for a week, but I can't remember who I really am after that time in the Lab. I don't live by Ideals or Memes, I follow Destiny and Fate. You know my Namesake."
"Yeah... But Sora, you're different from anyone I went out with. All of them followed Ideals and Memes. But you, you don't live by anyone else's Rules. You carved your own Life out of the Cycle everyone lives in."
"I know, but I choose who I am. I'm no one that any regular person see on the streets. I may still be a Double-0, but I know the Truth." Sora stated, ending the call.
As instructed, he headed inland as the Barrier went down, obtaining a call from Boris. "Rakurai, this is Boris. Give me your Status."
"Looks clear. No one in sight."
"Good. Let's recap the route you will take. As I said, the Enemy's HQ is in the Refinery along the Coastline. Dolzaev has been spotted there using Satellite Photography... Also On-Site: Mistral, an Omegacorp Captain."
"Mistral, the Wind of France. How ironic." Rakurai noted, recollecting his knowledge on the Wind. "So I go through the City, cross the Bridge into the Old Town, then head down to the Rear of the Refinery."
"Still, I think they anticipate us. They will probably have a Grand Reception awaiting you at the Old City. Do not let your guard down. Because the LAST THING I need is you and/or Raiden shipped back to us in Boxes and in Pieces." Boris ended the Debriefing, Raiden springing up to the Upper Levels using the Crates inside the Building as support.
Once on the Upper Floor, he collected the Data Storage Device. "Hmm... Omegacorp Data. And there's 20 of them. Rakurai, collect all of them so we can counter Omegacorp's tactics." Doktor was intrigued by the Data in the DSD.
Sora resumed his Mission, seeing a Cyborg below him once he entered the other side of the Building. "Hostile in the Lower Corridor. Time to try out my New Skill." He withdrew the Sukaibureido, kneeling to Surprise Attack the Hostile.
Rakurai sprang up, Sukaibureido between his feet as he dropped for the Cyborg, Sword impaling in his Lower Region. Blood flew out of the Hole, Sora withdrawing his Sword. He chopped the Enemy in half, taking his Organ. "Game on!" He corkscrewed in the air, landing on his feet as he crushed the Organ at the same time.
"Excellent, Rakurai." He flicked his Blade, Blood from the Enemy flying off and next to the Pool of Fluid where the Cyborg burst into pieces. Sora emerged from the Building, seeing the Abandoned Buildings and Damage.
"Rakurai, take that Main Thoroughfare. You can use Augment Mode to see where the Enemy is located." Sora enabled his Visor, undoing it's folding actions to activate it's Onboard Computer. "Your Armor analyzes Radar and IR Data to construct your AR Display. Some Civilians are still in the City. That is not good..."
"Boris, I've completed my VR Training. This ought to be a walk in the park." Rakurai bolted towards the Bridge connecting the Building to others. Sneaking from behind, Sora grabbed the Cyborg; muting his screams of distress as he impaled his Blade into his Cybernetic Heart. He kicked the Corpse off the ledge, resuming his Assassination onto the next Cyborg.
Rakurai swiped the RPG Launcher from his recent Victim, aiming it at the Cyborgs preparing to execute a Civilian. The Explosive Head darted out of it's Cannon like an Animal free from it's Cage, landing near, but not next to the Civilian, to the Cyborgs. The Projectile blew up, killing the Cyborgs and sparing the Civilian.
"He is scared to death, Rakurai! Let him know he is safe!" Sora knelt next to the Civilian, letting him look up at the Operative.
"Oh, thank you! Thank you! I will not forget this!" He ran off, retreating from the War Zone.
Rakurai streaked to the other side of the streets, hearing a sound that resembles a cow.
He saw a Giant UG (Unmanned Gear), having a Mechanical Turret-Like Head whose shape gives the impression of a distinct Face and Snout. It's connected via a neck to a Smaller Body at the back of which are two large, Hip-like Structures. Like the Head, The Neck, Body, and Hips were mechanical. All of the Parts were connected via Mechanical Movable Joints looking like it was Organic. The Thin Joint connecting the Head to the Neck allowed the Head to turn 360 degrees, making it impossible to avoid while making Noise.
"Wow. Was "Big, Ugly, and Stupid" already taken? 'Cause this thing is retarded for it's look." Sora stated sarcastically.
The UG charged towards the Operative, Sora grabbing it in a Bullfighter posture. The UG's BMI malfunctioned, Rakurai springing up on it's head. He kept on stabbing it's Artificial Eyes, blinding it completely.
In his AR Optic Nerve, the UG turned blue as it was weakened, Rakurai took the Sukaibureido out of the "Eye", grabbing it's "Nose". He used his momentum to get in between it, chopping it in half by the "Nose" and taking the Cylinder Casing.
He crushed it like the Organs from the Cyborgs, feeling his Fuel Cells and Endurance restored.
Reinforcements arrived, Sora engaging them as he parried their attacks. Sora attached his Blade onto his foot, using Martial Arts Kicks as he slightly paused, backflipping and sending the Cyborgs skyward. He caught up with them, stealing their Organs containing the CNFC (Carbon-Nano Fuel Cells) when the Cyborgs were chopped in half, retaking his Lost Fuel Cell Energy.
"Awesome work, Sora! Just keep heading for the Refinery!" Sora sheathed the HF Blade, bursting his Sprinting Ability to resume his mission. He soundlessly approached the Cyborgs, embedding the Sukaibureido one-by-one as he took their organs.
On the last one, he found something of interest. "Sora, you've found a Repair Nanopaste Unit. I wouldn't recommend digesting it."
"I'm not even gonna bother taking this stuff." He flung it out of the Ballpark.
"You're right. That Nanopaste is intended for Cyborgs; not Humans. Trust me, I've tried some of that, and it tasted horrible." Alyssa foretold.
"Well, we're in a World with Cyborgs mostly replacing Soldiers for War. What's the odds?"
"There's Repair Nanopaste replacing Military Rations these days. I doubt you'll find any Rations in the Warzone. C'mon, Sora, you're still Human." She added.
"Great. Well, nice to stay and chat, but I gotta continue."
"Good luck, Sora!" She signed off, allowing 000 to resume his Job.
Rakurai found his way to a Door, undoing the mechanism to unlock it. He entered the dim abyss of the room, Senses at high alert.
"Careful, Rakurai. Someone is playing games with you." He ascended the Stairs, reaching a Corridor filled with Crates. He still kept his Guard active, Sukaibureido ready to strike.
"Greetings, Cyborg."
The Voice caused the Operative to increase his Guard, resting his left side on the wall. "Show yourself."
Just after he said that, he heard buzzing from behind. Turning back, Rakurai moved his head backwards as he saw what was the Source of the Noise.
"Chainsaw!" The blades of the Weapon skidded on the Operative's Jaw Guard. Sora felt the Heat from the Metals clashing with each other, quickly flipping out of the Attack Zone. His Guard grew bright Gold from the heating of the Metals.
The Weapon appeared on the floor after it's previous attack, then on the wall adjacent from it's first attack. "Not good!" Sora felt the area tremble and collapse forward, Metal skidding as the Wooden Crates from behind overwhelmed him. He plunged on the ground below, hacking away at the Crates. On the last one, he met his Attacker.
It looked exactly like a Canine, having the Physical Traits, but with Cyborg Enhancements like the Paws were made of Metal. The difference is that the head has a Transparent Crimson Visor that wasn't in use, having one Artificial Eye. The Tail had the Attack Weapon that Rakurai dodged up on the corridor.
It pounced on the Operative like a Wolf, pinning him as Sora blocked the Chainsaw. The Cyborg Canine clawed him with it's Cybernetic Left Paw. Sora ducked his head, countering with him kicking the Cyborg in it's Stomach Region.
He quickly got up, Blade ready to attack as the Canine landed on all fours. "And you are?"
The Tail holding the Chainsaw placed it on an Articulated Arm on the Canine's Back. "I am IF Prototype LQ-84i." It spoke, Eye flashing as it spoke.
"IF Prototype?"
"Interface Prototype. All Autonomous UGs feature High-Level Onboard Artificial Intelligence." The UG answered the Operative's question. "An additional Prototype Interface enables Verbal Communication."
"Basically, a talking Canine UG?" Sora wanted to say, but restrained it.
"I possess an Intellect far beyond Human Reckoning." The UG concluded.
Sora wanted to test the Cyborg if it DID possess the Intellect. "You don't say. Okay then: What's the meaning of Life? Why are we here?"
LQ-84i answered with sending HF Knives at the Operative, two of them missing as the third found it's way on Sora's Metallic Combat Boot of his Armor. The Knives melted into the Metal it landed on. "I am here to kill you."
Sora, on the other hand, brought down his leg before flipping the Knife in the Air and into his left hand. "That's it? Pretty simple Thinking for such a Mighty Intellect." He tossed the Weapon behind him.
The UG reobtained it's Weapon resting on it's back, grinding it against the concrete. "I may analyze Orders, but I may not disobey them. Should I disobey a Direct Order, my Memory would be wiped. I must destroy you."
"What good is an Intellect if you can't use it?" He taunted, tapping his Organic Head repeatingly.
"Your Taunting is pointless. EXTERMINATE!"
UNMANNED GEAR, IF PROTOTYPE
LQ-84i
The UG sprang over the Operative, landing on the ledge above them. It let out an Artificial Howl, seemingly killing Sora's Hearing. The UG pounced on him, throwing him off-guard and his Endurance dropped 10%. He needed help, so he turned to the One Person that could give him a pointer.
"What?! Can't you see-"
"Leo- I could- use a-" He dodged one of the attacks from LQ-84i. "A Pointer here!"
"A Cyborg Wolf? Didn't know that Omegacorp did something like that." Raiden on his End was shooting at something.
"NOT HELPING!" He was pinned on the ground, Chainsaw clawing it's way on the Armor's Heart Region. He felt the pain from the Armor, but launched the Wolf off him.
"Well... try blocking it's attacks and parry it." Raiden informed. "If you'll excuse me, I've gotta take care of a Pest." He signed off, leaving a Pointer.
"You will DIE!"
Sora held his Blade in a Blocking Posture, stunning the UG's attack. He quickly cut away at the Armor of the UG, but not enough to destroy it and the armor completely.
"Aww! How cute!" He heard Alyssa cry out via Codec.
"Not now, Lisa! This UG is trying to KILL me! And this thing ISN'T cute!"
Alyssa 'pouted'. "Still, ask any girl about a thing like that and they'll think so too."
"Yeah... unless they're interested in Cyborgs!" He threw his HF Blade in the air, flipping in the air to catch it. He caught it by his foot, being Magnetic, as he did a Flying Kick at the UG.
"A Savvy Warrior uses all his Tools. Backup required!" The UG leapt up to the same ledge, howling again.
The Howl brought three Cyborgs into the Battlefield. "Isn't this cute? The Boy Band's back!" Sora engaged them, blocking their attacks as he withdrew the Sukainaifu, engaging in a Double-Blade Fight.
The Wolf UG watched the Operative's moves as he stole their Organs containing the PFC Units. "Are we both here only to fight, then?" It was puzzled by Rakurai's moves. It snapped out of it's puzzling question, engaging Sora. "Your Intellect is far below Human Standards." It taunted.
The UG pounced on the wall to gain advantage to it's Enemy, unfortunately being blocked. It repeated the attack again, successfully hitting the Operative with it's pounce. He attached his Blade on his foot again, repeating the Attacks as it dealt out more damage.
"To continue alone would be foolish. Help me!" It howled again, calling the attention of the same UG he fought before the Prototype.
"Never gonna get used to this." He was hauled out of his thoughts as the massive UG fired a cable at him, mainly at his Heart Region. Before it could kill the Operative, he tore it off, grabbing hold of the Cable as he spun, stopping by lifting the Cable and launching it back to the ground. It bursted into pieces from suffering too much damage.
The UG returned to the Battlefield, drawing it's Blade from it's back as it's Opponent drew his. Rakurai had the upper hand as he was about the same Speed as the UG, swiftly slicing away at it's leftover Armor as he used some of his Brother's Techniques to his advantage.
The UG turned blue, Sora grasping it by the neck. "S-stop...!"
The UG pleaded, but was answered with many stabs to the Artificial Chest. Rakurai launched it a little, then spinning it as he connected his leg to the Wolf. He slashed away sympathetically, destroying it's Chassis.
"Cannot... continue..." He received a call on the Codec, seeing it was LQ-84i. "Directive... liberate... nation... ensure Freedom... Obey Directive... must Obey Directive... no Freedom... Freedom Undefined..."
"What would an AI know about freedom...?" Sora questioned himself, knowing that the UG did have some Intellect after all.