Armored Core: For Answer/Break Blade crossover

Disclaimer: I do not own AC or Break Blade.

Summary: Set during the invasion of Krisina, the story plot will follow canon. The invasion will still happen, this plotline takes place at the same time and will diverge unto itself later.

Island off southern coast of Krisina

Off the southern coast of the Krisinain Kingdom, lies an island rich with quartz deposits. At the behest of King Hodr, a small research team was sent to investigate the quartz veins. Even though Hodr knew of the incoming invasion force, he still sent the team. From Binonten, the research team along with the aid of two golems headed to the island as fast as possible. Using trade routes and canyon walls to help protect them, they had arrived at the island within three days. Hodr had ordered that any and all information of the quartz and what they had found be labeled secret.

Reaching the southern coast had not been a problem for them. However, crossing the waters to get on the island had been another ordeal. Fortunately, the golems had been equipped with a collapsible boat that could be used. The only problem was that the golems had to be left behind due to weight issues. After sailing to the island for another day, they had finally reached their goal. Among the team one young man smiled as he looked at the land. Once settled on land, the research team and the two golem pilots set up a small camp. After that had been complete they set off to look over the island. While not small, the island was large enough to settle a base camp that could possibly house a good number of golems. Moving farther inland, the two golem pilots that had come with them began to take notes of the terrain.

Large jagged spires of rock shot forth from the ground, craters of various sizes littered the ground also. The landscape looked as though it had been through its own war. After taking notes, the two pilots and the researchers moved on. A few hours later, near the center of the island they had come across something that bothered them. A large facility, easily the size of the castle itself lie half buried under sand, rock and other elements caused by the times. Moving up to the facility, the researchers began to look around it for any kind of information that could tell what it was. The two golem pilots had split up, taking a few members of the team with them to better try and understand what was happening. The first golem pilot had taken three researchers with him and headed off into the eastern direction of the large building. The other golem pilot took the remaining team and headed west, little did he know that his life was about to change...in a very good way.

"Check everything, do not let the littlest detail escape your eyes" the pilot told them. He had a feeling that something was going to happen, but he did not know what. Going ahead of the group the pilot run his hand along the wall admiring the work put into creating such a large complex. Continuing to run his hand on the wall, he turned a small corner and his jaw literally dropped to the ground.

Before him, as large as the building itself was a massive door. Easily twice the size of any golem, the door looked as though time itself could not bring her down. Gathering his wits the pilot signaled for the team with a loud shout.

"Come quickly, and bring your tools!"

Hearing the pilots shout, they had gathered their belongings and went to him. Upon reaching the pilot however, they too let their jaws drop in surprise. One researcher got her wits about her and walked up to the pilot and then looked at the door. She raised her finger to speak, mouth open to use her vocal cords but nothing came out. She was too amazed by the sheer size of the door.

"Wha-what shall we do, sir?" she had asked the pilot. Looking at the door one more time, the pilot then looked to her and smiled softly. He used his left hand to run along the door once more before a soft beep was heard where his fingers grazed the metal.

'What was that noise just now? This building appears to be hundreds of years, if not even thousands of years old. Nothing could be alive or working for that matter.' The pilot thought to himself before speaking to the research team.

"Use your tools; see if we can gain access to the interior of this...building. Once you have access, do not enter it. Do I make myself clear?" he told them with a stern voice. The female researcher nods at his order and then issues the order to the rest of her team. Sighing softly, the pilot runs his fingers through his black hair, in the process slicking it back away from his eyes. He looks up at the door and brings his right hand up to cup his chin in thought.

'Think, Daemoin...think. You heard some sort of noise when you put your hand over the door. What could have caused it?' the pilot, now known as Daemoin, ponders to himself.

Same time, other side of the facility

The other pilot and the researchers he had taken with him had been over the other side of the building over and over. He sighs to himself and leans against the wall, rubbing his temples slightly; he lets out a laugh suddenly.

"Have you found anything yet?" he asks, already knowing the answer to his question.

"No sir, not yet. But we have found some quartz nearby. The others are already digging it up to test it." The lead researcher told him.

As he said that, a low rumbling noise could be heard from the wall the pilot was leaning on. Freaking out and drawing his pressure pistol the pilot, turned and pointed it at the wall. Only to stare at the wall with a dumbfounded look on his face. Soft laughing could be heard behind him and he blushed from the embarrassment, he coughed into his hand as he holstered his pistol and sighed again. Though now, his mind was plagued with one thought...what was that rumbling sound?

Back with Daemoin

The massive door that had been closed now stood open. A rush of stale, stagnant air rushed out to greet them, forcing them to cover their noses from the smell. Daemoin could only look on in rapt fascination at what lie before him. A corridor the same size as the door stretched out before him before making a downward angle. He and the team slowly gathered the equipment they brought with them and slowly entered to the doorway.

"Be careful, and don't touch anything unless I say otherwise." He warned them, they had come all this way and he be damned if anything bad happened. Watching as the others made their way inside, he too slowly went inside after them. His eyes scanned every detail of the large hall that lay before him, scorch marks, holes in the walls and parts of the ceiling. To him, it looked as though there was a fight here between golems. Of that though, he could not be sure. Making their way further into the complex, one researcher pointed out another hall, this one seemed to be of normal size.

'So, this...place, also housed humans too maybe? This is just too confusing to me.' Daemoin though once more. He pointed to the hall and told them to check it out while he ventured farther down the hall. Saluting him and getting the equipment, the team made the way down the hall. Rubbing the bridge of his nose with two fingers, he climbed a set of stairs off to the side and walked up to a human sized door. Much like the door at the very front of the complex, he looked to the side of the door and saw some sort of latch.

Flashback

Daemoin stood before the massive metal door in thought. The team had begun to look around the door for some sort of access point or smaller door to enter in. However, Daemoin took his left hand and went over the same point he had grazed before. Again he heard the soft beep, blinking he used both hands to move the dirt and rock that covered what may have beeped before. To his surprise, an indent in the wall had been found. He called the team over to look at it while he stood back to let them work. For what seemed like an eternity, the team could not figure out how to work the contraption. Feeling his eyebrow tick slightly, Daemoin walked over and politely excused himself so he could get to the indent. Sighing at the team he reared back and punched the indent as hard as he could. Once skin and metal made contact the beep was heard again, and a chilling feeling traveled up Daemoin's arm to his brain. For a few seconds he stood stock still until his nerves got the best of him and he grabbed his hand and started to jump around. Screaming curses and profanity, Daemoin continued to jump around holding his poor hand. The researchers enjoyed a laugh at their commanding officers expense. With anime style tears running down his cheeks, Daemoin turned to them while kissing his knuckles muttering about boo boos and the like, he was going to say something when a loud rumbling was heard...

End Flashback

Not wanting a repeat of before, Daemoin began to look around the latch to see if there was anything out of the ordinary...other than this whole complex he reminded himself. Grasping the lever, he pulled downward only to have the lever not budge at all. Leveling a glare at the latch, he pulled again, this time a bit harder...the lever moved only slightly. Signing, Daemoin used both hands to try and pull again, nothing. Slowly he climbed on top on the lever and began to jump up and down on it comically, until he lost his footing and well...

With the researchers

A loud wailing sound could be heard where the team was located. They had found what looked like to be a control room of sorts. Control panels lined the middle and some of the walls. A row of glassed lined one wall, but with the age of the building they could not see the other side. Shaking their heads, the team went back to taking notes everything they had seen so far with a chuckle going through the group.

"Sounds like our captain had another spill." The lead female tech said with a small laugh. The others agreed and went back to doing what they do best...researching.

Doorway with Daemoin

We found our golem pilot appearing to sit with his arms crossed and a look of pure anguish on his face. The look he has though is not from hearing that someone close to him died. No, this looks is the look of eternal pain from having ones...family jewels kicked, or in this case...falling on a lever after it gives one to the numerous jumps on it. Sliding from the lever, Daemoin grabs between his legs and writhes on the floor in pain. The door then opens with a hiss of air and his attention goes to the door while he is still in pain. After a few minutes of nothing but pain, Daemoin rights himself and stands up on wobbly legs. Stepping through the doorway he sees nothing but darkness ahead of him. Reaching into his uniform pocket he pulls out a quartz powered torch and ignites the light.

After the light is turned on, Daemoin shines the light down the hall and sees a faint yellow glow. Thinking it might be a lamp he slowly makes his way toward it, with his pressure pistol in hand mind you. Upon reaching the yellowish glow, he realizes that it is another access way. Only this one does not have any levers or indents 'Thank you! No more pain!' He walks up to the door and looks up at the light with a curious expression.

'How is this light on...if this complex is as old as I think it may be then the power should have run out eons ago?'

Reaching the door, he puts the light between his teeth to hold it and holsters his pressure gun. Placing his gloved hands on the door, he notices a seam in the middle. Grasping as much of the seam as he can, Daemoin slowly starts to pull the door apart, only for it to give way and fly open on both sides causing him to tumble forward and roll a few feet and hitting a wall. Now looking at the door upside down, he sighs and rights himself. Dusting his coat and pants off, Daemoin reaches down for the light and at the same moment pulls out a tele-quartz crystal. Focusing his energy into the quartz, it glows a soft blue for a moment until a voice is heard on it.

"Captain? Is that you?" the voice asks.

"Yes, it's me. What have you found?" he asks the crystal.

The voice is silent for a moment before the lights in the room the captain is in turn on with a flicker. Daemoin blinks for a moment and is dumbfounded...once more.

"Well sir, I do believe the room we are in may be a control center of some sort. Or at least that's what we believe. We have been going over these panels again and again. Whoever built this complex used our language; we can use these panels with ease. But I cannot for the life of me figure out how the power is still running. The doors should be working as well now, have you found anything on your end sir?"

Blinking for a moment, Daemoin turns around to see that he is in another hallway. The hall seems to stretch a few good hundred feet that leads to another door, only this one is a bit bigger, but not by much. He starts to walk down the hall slowly.

"I am in another hallway, roughly ten feet tall but the length is unknown to me right now. Another door is at the end from what I can tell; it's a few feet bigger that the one I came through. For now, see if you can decipher any useful information that the King may need on the quartz veins, and also gather any and every single bit of info on this place. I have a feeling something good will come out of it." (Oh how right you are good sir Daemoin.)

"Yes sir. Oh! Some good news you may want to hear. We found a map of this place and...Oh my."

"What? What is it?"

"Sir, you're not going to believe this. But this...this place is a hanger of some sort. The map shows a large warehouse type room at the other end of the building. I cannot tell if the room is still in good shape or not though, the map is very old and looks to be engraved into the wall."

"Don't worry, we need to find the quartz veins and report back to the King ASAP. I will continue my investigation and tell you what I find. Daemoin out..."

Pocketing the quartz, Daemoin had made his way to the other door and looks at it very cautiously. 'Not this time you over grown patio door.' As he walks closer the door seems to know he is there and opens slowly on its own. Feeling his brow twitch once more, he slowly enters the room and he stands there for a moment. The door shuts behind him on a hiss of air like the door before. Turning around, his eyes widen slightly to see that he is on some odd piece of machinery with a panel in the far corner. Walking over to it, he waves his hand over the panel, expecting it to react to his energy. Only to his sad luck it did not work. Kneeling down and leaning back against the wall, Daemoin rests for a moment and yawns. Bringing his arms up to rest his head on instead of the cold wall, his right hand hits the panel by mistake and whirrs into life. Daemoin bolts up from his sitting position and looks around. The floor rumbles and then starts to lower, he rushes to the middle of the floor afraid something might fall on him. Instead, he and the floor slowly begin to lower down; he looks on in awe while the elevator takes him down...way down. Reaching into his pocket again, he pulls the quartz out.

"Ms. Kelar can you hear me?"

"Yes sir, how can I help you?"

"I uh...think I have found a lift of some sort. It is taking me down, a long way down. I have not found anything else though...yet. How about you?"

"Nothing yet sir, though we did manage to clean some of the panels off along with this glass windows here, you would not believe at what we are seeing. This place is amazing."

"What is it that you see?"

"The glass, I assume acts as a barrier to another room that we are trying to access at the moment. If I can describe this right, what I am seeing appears to be a crystal generator of some sort. Faint green lights are floating around it and it seems to be working fine."

"Do not go into that room without me, do you understand me? No telling what could be in that room and we do not know if the green lights are harmful to us. I shall return to your position shortly. This..." (Sound of crystal dropping and a gasp are heard).

"Sir? Sir! What's going on?"

Daemoin slowly walks toward the farther wall that has a fence of sorts on it and he grasps the fence softly. His eyes take in the sight before him with wonder, before he snaps out of it and picks the crystal back up.

"Ms. Kelar...I think I may have found that room you were talking about...and you are right. It is enormous; this room could easily fit half our golems standing atop one another. The width...I cannot even imagine. The lift is coming to the bottom now, I see something in the far corner, and crates upon crates litter the ground everywhere. See if you can get to my location, and contact the others at the surface. Tell them to get ready to move out. I shall be there shortly after I look around here."

"Yes sir!"

Daemoin exits the lift and whistles at the sheer size of the room as he makes his way over to the corner where a massive white cloth covers part of the room. Reaching the cloth he looks up to see that it is retained in the ceiling of the room. Walking around to see if he can find an entry point, his efforts are paid off as he sees a small parting in the curtain. However, when he steps through the curtain he steps onto another lift, only this one is smaller and still covered by the curtain. He presses the control panel and slowly begins to rise up, instead of going down. Having reached its max height the lift stops and Daemoin turns to see something he thinks he shouldn't...