Greetings fellow readers, this is my next attempt at writing fanfiction. No more speaking, Story time.
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Myyddraal
Colony of Shanxi, City of New Taiyuan, Unregistered Location.
May 20th 2157, 8:40 A.M.
"Hissssss! Why won't you stabilize!" A screeching echo sounded deep from within the vast New Taiyuan Underground Network, known simple as the Network. The Network is a serious sewers, tunnels, and abandoned rooms that were created during the initial phases of the colonization of Shanxi, but were general left alone due to the sewers requiring little to no true maintenance. While acknowledged by the public above as a haven for the criminals, thugs, junkies, and other scum of society, neither they, the police, or even military officials have been able to fully recognize the two greatest features of the Network: Its privacy and security. The Network is a labyrinth in every sense of the word, countless layers of rooms and tunnels leading back on themselves and into other areas at random. Since a discreet cyber attack had destroyed all records and maps of the Network, only those who know their way around the Network are capable of getting through without running into hazardous areas and gang controlled territory, as well as the feral and violent Ultraraptors and Compy packs that live down there. Due to amount of known dangers lurking within as well as the unreliability of information on the area that comes from the locals, Police forces haven't even bothered
These aspects, however, were neither missed by nor did they intimidate the owner of the screech, 35 year old renegade Saurian Scientist Solack Admont, known as the Mad Doctor by Network's inhabitants. Solack, like all other Saurian, had DNA and physical attributes from certain dinosaurs and his came mostly from the Herrerasaurus. While had all the standard features a normal Saurian as well as average height, there were several oddities. His scales were a pale white with black stripes all across his body, and he had no plumage on his head, instead having two parallel bone crest emerging from the top of his head. The oddest feature he had, however was that flesh on the inside of his mouth, and oddly enough, the rest it inside his body was an electric blue. The reason for this bizarre coloration was revealed when he was a freshman in high school when he managed to biotically shove a person hard enough(In self-defense) to turn them into a smear on the wall.
At first scientists thought this was a bizarre mutation unique to him, but with the discovery of the biotic children, it was believed that he was a biotic as well. This theory was proven correct when it showed that both of his parents had worked in the southern continent on mars and were exposed to eezo numerous times, especially during the time his mother was pregnant with him.
The point where the hiss originated was a sealed room filled to the brim with countless machines, computers, databanks, a sealed off area for the more delicate work, decontamination, incubators, and a super reinforced door leading to hall way leading to several rooms that were set up as holding pens for the experiments. In the middle of the room, leaning against forward against a desk, was a sharply blue glowing figure, dressed in a dirty lab coat, Doctor Solack Admont.
"Ugh, the T-Rex and Ultraraptor DNA are binding properly with the Cuttlefish DNA, but the Frog and Cuttlefish DNA aren't binding properly, which results in the Frog DNA being purged upon the creation of the fetus" Solack hissed in irritation, struggling to keep himself composed and his biotics in check after seeing the strands of DNA fail to bond once again. The desk he was leaning contained the results of his most recent tests. Like so many before, something went wrong and the newly formed Creature was lacking the necessary genome to be useful to his goals. Solack sighed irately, before standing up and speaking clearly up "Computer, begin recording." A series of chirps are rattled off, letting him know that the computer is now recording.
"May 20th, 2157, Test 53-C shows that the DNA of T-Rex, Ultraraptors, and cuttlefish are compatible, but automatically purge the frog DNA upon the successful formation of a fetus. Estimations show that the Indominus Rex will have the original color changing abilities but will lack the heat masking capabilities, and should be expected to reach maturity at 3 years, over 5 times faster than its predecessors, but will be began to falter and decline at an abnormally long age of 100." Solack clacked his jaws together as he shuffled through the various reports, looking for anything of interest. "Current Genome Synchronization with the Original Indominus Rex is assumed to be at 80% at best, though it seems that the real percentage will roughly 70-75% once all the raw data has been fully processed."
"Ultimately, Test 53-C is a definite improvement over Tests 52-A-D and Tests 53 A-B 50% synchronization, though is still a failure in the long run of not achieving 100%. I will begin again in the next few hours when I have calmed and rested before move on to Test 53-D before I move on to Test group 54. The batch of 20 fetus' will be packed into containers to be sent off to my regular clients, Mr. H or the Network bosses in particular, while I retain one for further research and experiements. Meanwhile, I have continued to send in requests to Mr. L for a genome sample of the Template, though he has continued to refuse even in the face of the samples that I have offered him. This is Doctor Solack Admont, logging off" The computer chirped an opposite tone this time, signaling the end of the recording. Solack continued to stare at the screen, deep in thought, before shaking his head. "Oh well, he will have to break eventually, perhaps I show him my research and genome of the Ultrashells..."
After finishing with the recording, and closing the files, Solack activated his Omnitool to check on his information network he had established with the various gangs in the network that he has helped or supplied. No reports or changes in anything greeted him, assuring him that the Network was still stable and he had nothing to worry about.
While checking the reports, he walked to the incubation unit and opened it, revealing 20 alabaster colored eggs, the Test group 53-C. Donning gloves, he began picking out eggs and putting them mobile incubation units to be delivered to the their respective clients in exchange for equipment, resources, and privacy.
'Well, they may not be the monster the Indominus was, but they will still certainly be a force to be reckoned with, especially with that modification...' Solack mused to himself as he loaded the MIU's onto a trolley, before closing the incubation chamber with his solitary egg still inside. The modification he was speaking of was the removal of the insanity in the Indominus Rex and making it so that they would follow commands and hunt in packs like the Ultraraptors. The pack hunting capabilities and ability to obey commands of his I-Rexes had made it a hit in the Criminal Underworld as well as more secret Mercenary groups, as well as his more dangerous hybrids and mutations. He began wheeling the trolley towards a non-descript large industrial grade elevator that would lead to an abandoned room just below the surface so that his clients can easily pick them up and drop off his payment without the authorities being any the wiser. He hit the button to take him to that floor, and opened up his Omnitool and used a back door he had set up years ago in the Alliance's Genetic R&D department to learn if they had made any new development to pass the insufferably long wait. He also decided to send an alert to Mr. H and L to have them meet him for an exchange.
'Seriously, We have starships, genetic modification, and mass effect, yet we can't even speed up our elevators!' Solack grumbled internally as he finally stepped of the elevator 3 minutes later. He was quite glad that he had removed the elevator music box or he would have gone insane from it... or at least more insane than he already was. Moving the MIU's out, he wheeled the trolley ahead of him as he headed to the meeting place. That was when his Omnitool exploded with reports and alarms, screaming something about hostiles approaching the planet and aliens attacking the defensive fleet, surprising and confusing Solack. What happened next would solidify the warnings and put fear into Solack's heart.
BOOOOM!
Rumble!
The very earth shook underneath Solack, disorienting and knocking him down him and scattering the MIU's everywhere, as an unseen explosion rocks the city.
"What!?" Solack screeched as he stumbled back to his feet as his biotic shields snap into existence, feeling tremors as more explosions strike the city. Solack's mind begins to race, thinking of what is going and how he could capitalize on it while surviving when one thought consumed his mind and froze his heart.
THE LAB! THE DATA! Without even checking to see if the MIU's were compromised, he raced back to the elevator. Just as he got to the elevator doors, the power cut off, locking the doors shut.
"NO!" Solack screeched as he desperately tried to open the doors with his hands. Seeing that he was getting no where, he abandoned all sense of subtly in his adrenaline fueled panic and biotically grabbed and ripped out the doors, the elevator cab, the wires and a chunk of the shaft in one go and jumped down, controling his falling by altering his mass. Eventually he hit the bottom of the shaft and race inside to his lab, and stopped cold in his tracks.
"no, no no no No NO NO NO!" His lab was destroyed, the explosion causing the roof of the room to collapse down on his equipment, totally crushing and destroying it without leaving any doubt in Solack's mind at the state of the equipment. Solack fell to his hands and knees in shock. 14 years of research, 14 years of lost time to bring back the Old Ones, 14 years of running from the government since their catastrophic argument over him researching and recreating the Original Indominus, 14 years worth of countless lives and hearts broken and friendships ruined, all gone because of trigger happy aliens.
The shock of the loss of his lab was replaced by anger, his body flaring with a level of biotic power that would easily surpass that of an Asari Matriarch. His lips pulled back and his eyes glowed deep blue as he roared in anger as a omnidirectional biotic push ripped from he and crushed everything in the lab and further destabilized the surrounding areas.
'Wait for me, freaks, I will see that you burn for this' Solack swore to himself, before freezing as the familiar roars of the Indominus Rexes sounded in their pens, followed by the deafening multilayered blast of the Ultrashell. Solack's eyes widened as some of his experiment's had survived and rushed towards the holding pens. He races over to the heavy doors and places his hands on the scanner to let him. The door begins to open letting out more clearly the noises from within. Solack runs to the opening only to jump back at the last second as a pack of I-Rexes rush past him, tearing of the reinforced doors with their weight, and down another tunnel. Later on that week, he would remember that tunnel leads up to the surface and is the reason why several I-Rexes plagued the city, Turians and Saurians alike. He peered out of the piece of rumble he had taken cover under, and saw the another Indominus limping out of the holding pens area, its side bleeding and tail completely gone down to the base.
The Indominus looked over at him with glassy eyes, and began limping and moaning his way. Solack, seeing the animal prepared to get up to help it, or at the very least preserve some of it DNA, when a massive massive pincer shot out and grabbed the Indominus.
SCREEEEEH!
SCREEEEEH!
SCREEEEEH!
A series of deafening screeches rip through the room, practically deafening Solack and the injured I-Rex. The mouth that made such screeches soon made itself known as it and the other pincer latches onto the I-Rex. Solack watched as the massive, arrow like head of the Ultrashell open and tear into the poor beast with dozens of venom laced mandibles tear at the I-Rex's flesh and crush its bones. The I-Rex manages to screech once before the left pincer, which had grabbed the I-Rex's neck to catch it, twisted and crushed down, snapping it neck and silencing it. Solack watched with fear and a little awe at the beast, and even though he had seen it multiple times when it was still in the holding pen, he could not help but commit its form to memory.
It was like a fusion of a centipede, lobster and a scorpion. The beasts shell was a dull grey-brown, a flat-ish body with a large hump like structure with various spike-like protrusion across it. The creature had a blunt arrow head shaped head, which reveals numerous mandibles meant for slicing or crushing. It had over four dozen sets of legs to support its titanic 25 meter long, 120 ton weight main boy . Its tail continues on for 10 meters, a flattening out even more before with numerous underdeveloped legs hugging the underside, and finally ending in a large/spade like tail numerous stingers across the edge. Every single scuttle and shuffle caused the ground to tremble, and the antennae on its head laid back as it feasted.
Solack was interrupted of his analyze the beast when a second set of booming screeches sounded behind it as a second, smaller Ultrashell, its mate, emerged from the holding pens, closer to Solack's hiding place. It trumpeted at the first one, and made a small grab at the firsts ones meal, but was repelled when the first Ultra snapped back at it defensively and quite viciously. Seeing that it wouldn't find dinner here, it scuttled on two dozen armored legs over to the entrance of the elevator, pausing as its six antennae flailed about on its head while the numerous eye scanned the room, some how missing Solack in their search. It must have smelled or picked up something, because it shrieked and began climbing up the elevator shaft towards the surface. The smaller one was soon quickly followed by the first one, who had apparently finished its meal, leaving behind a maimed and unrecognizable pile of bones, blood, and bits of meat that didn't get eaten.
'Well' Solack thought with grim humor, 'The aliens are definitely going to have their hands full with those two monsters. The pack of I-Rexes could easily overrun and outmaneuver foot troops and armor, while the nothing short of frigate class weaponry will put a scratch on the Ultrashells' armor. And those things are only adolescent can get even bigger and tougher.' Barely sticking his head out to see if the cost, Solack emerged from the rumble and set about searching for anything recoverable from the roof caving in or the passing of the I-Rexes and Ultrashells.
Solack sighed, looking down at what was left of all his research. He had four hard drives, with information on his fertile Ultraraptor Genome, the Ultrashell's Genome, as well as the data from Test Group 1-50, and his biotic research. He also has an egg that the larger, female Ultrashell must have laid out of his sight, though it was far to big for him to carry, since it was big as him. It wasn't much, but it was far better than having to start over at zero. He looked over his destroyed lab, and knew that he was going to have to move to a new location, potentially a new planet if the Alliance can drive of the aliens. If not, well, spending the last 14 years on the run and hiding from the government has certainly improved his survival skills.
'These aliens will pay for what they have done!' Solack rages in his mind, his body beginning to glow once again with biotics. He pauses and takes a minute to cool his temper before taking on final look around the lab. Eventually his eyes land on the overturned incubation. At first, he dismissed it as a fool's dream, but then he saw something that made him hope.
The lights and panels on it were still glowing.
It was still active.
Faster than he ever thought he could move, he surged towards the incubation unit and ripped of the cover. He looked down on the subject of his hope.
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A predatory smile spread across his features and a dangerous glint enters his eyes.
"Well, well, maybe I won't be so far set back as I thought" Solack hissed, before rearing back, cackling hysterically as he stood in front of a still intact Test Group 53-C egg.
Screech!
The distant echo of the Ultrashells from above quickly shut him up. Solack grabbed the egg and placed in a nearby MIU that some how escaped the carnage this room had endured. Taking one last look at the place that had been his home, his work, and his lab, he activated his Omnitool and started a predetermined countdown for the explosives he had rigged up in the lab, and set off into the maze of tunnels that is the Network separate from where the I-Rex pack had gone.
Well there you have it folks. Chapter one at my newest attempt. Review, and critique my work. Help me improve my writing, not just complain about how certain parts of the story didn't meet your expectation or conformed to your views.
This story will b highly linked to the events that take place in Jurassic galaxy, and Erathem Mind will release after it. So yeah, no definite release schedule.
Other than that, have good day/night.
Myyddraal.