Xenosaga: Pfad Verlorener Erinnerungen und Träumt

by Yume Asher

[Xenosaga]Children of Earth, with the homeworld still clearly in their hearts awaken into a time when humanity has lost the place they came from. These children, perfectly preserved, seem to hold a key to a path home, but also the dark secrets of the Lost

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Chapter 1: The Infiltration

Alarms scream throughout the chaos of a cold, steel military base. Soldiers toting guns run hurriedly through twisting halls.

"Enemy unit, in the hangar, heading south-west for the cargo." A voice rings over the loud speakers.

"Enemy unit confirmed!" Another voice calls not a moment later. "Vector unit, E.S. Asher"

In a large room filled with huge steel crates and various mech units -some in rather good condition, others not- the blue craft comes to a hault, silently surveying its surroundings for any nearby enemies. A small unit of soldiers soon came rushing in, dodging behind the large crates, some skillfully rushing foreward in attempts to reach the various mechs. The blue craft's armor, however, holds strong against the bullets, its own artillery quickly disposing of enemies, only two of the men making it to the A.M.W.S mechs. The blue mecha suddenly rushes one however, bullets shooting out the cockpit, before dodging the other A.M.W.S saber, one hand of the blue mech tears the saber from tis enemy, utterly overpowering it, slicing it completely in two. "Severely undermanned and underpowered..." the fiery-haired pilot of the blue craft commented as he continued towards his destination -a small door in the far wall from where he'd entered. He'd have to leave his craft to go any further, he supposed.

"E.S. Asher! Cease your functions now or there shall be no mercy!" called a voice behind him. Looking back, another mech stood with a blade in one hand, and a handgun in the other.

"Strange...looks like a new model..." the pilot of the Asher muttered to himself, tapping expertly at the various conrols, before the machine flew forewards, the blade mounted on its right arm striking the other mecha's sword. The Asher only continued rushing, slowly pushing the tip of its blade closer to the other mech's "face" as it tried to prevent just that, raising the pistol to the cockpit. Quickly the Asher's other arm shot up, twisting the pistol-holding arm and tearing it off. The shock from this momentarily stunned the other craft, allowing Asher's blade's tip to face the "head", either side of the blade glimmering lightly before a blue light shot from the tip, blowing the head piece off, before the blade was pilled back and slammed through the cockpit, Asher leaping up a bit to kick the other mech away and off of the blade. The blue mech then turned, continuing back towards the door.

"Approximately three minutes until capable, mech reinforcements arrive..." the pilot figured aloud, grabbing his pistol as the cockpit of his craft opened. "E.S. Asher, solitary mode." he said, before leaping out, rushing through the door and down the halls.