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NOTE: This story contains a fair amount of bad language - you have been warned! This is my first FanFic, so it may not be as good as others you might have read. Also opinions (good or bad) are greatly welcomed. Email me at autobot_city@hotmail.com.
Recollections of a Tekkaman By Brandon Atkinson
PROLOGUE
In Global Year 193, Aliens known as Radam invaded the Earth and turned most of the population into "Primary Bodies"(partially transformed humans that lack many of the abilities that fully transformed humans gain when they become Tekkamen. Humans that were completely transformed into Tekkamen ended up with super powerful weapons and nearly impenetrable armor.)
Then, The Radam Warlord named Darkon (who was sent to supervise the invasion) and his evil Tekkamen Warriors (Gunnar, Saber, Ax, Lance, Rapier, and Sword) were defeated by the 'renegade' Tekkaman named Blade with the help of the Space Knights - a group of sorts, whose sole purpose is exploration and research.
The Radam returned 10 years later, in Global Year 203, this time with a large battle fleet, and were again, defeated by a newly formed team of Space Knights and their Tekkamen - They found a SAFE way to transform the Primary Bodies into Full Tekkamen.
However these weren't the only times that the Radam came to Earth. For they had come once before...
In the year 2000 (later to be referred to as Global Year 0 by historians), an unknown object fell to the Earth, which was still staggering from the disastrous blow received courtesy of the Year 2000 computer glitch, from space and almost obliterated the southern polar region. The water level around the world was raised drastically, causing massive destruction and other natural disasters. Most of the global population perished because of these events. This disaster became to be known as 'The Cataclysm'. Shortly afterward, most of the people of earth moved on and resumed their normal lives, trying to forget the destruction that was caused. However, some people could not move on because something unusual had happened to them. Something terrible, that changed their lives forever.
10 years after The Cataclysm, one person's life was forever changed...
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Chapter 1: The Nightmare Begins
Spring 2010
Somewhere in the expanse of what used to be Northern Ontario, A man sat at a folding table beside a tent. In the dimming firelight, he was drawing a map of the area. Next to the map was a half empty bottle of Wiser's Oldest(c) Blended Canadian Whisky.
"Ever since The Cataclysm, existing maps haven't been reliable, so now I am out here making new ones..." He thought to himself. "Ha! And my teachers said I'd never make it through high school! Boy did I prove them wrong! Now look at me, after spending the first 5 years of this millennium at college, I'm a freaking map maker!" He said while beaming with a sense of pride.
He was Brandon Atkinson, Professional Cartographer. He was a man of about 30 years of age with brown hair and eyes. He had been hired by the local government to make a detailed survey of the area. He was being paid a lot of money in the new global currency that had been adopted shortly after Y2K (not to mention all the unknown computer viruses that were activated by it) screwed the planet over, in order to avoid the confusion while the World Banks' computers were down. But now, all of the really important computers were fixed (took long enough!).
Brandon looked over to a small display that was next to the map as he reached for the whisky bottle. It was a portable GPS display. It displayed an approximation of his location and at which latitudinal and longitudinal points he was at.
"Good thing this system is still working... without it I'd be really lost." he commented as he took a swig of whisky. He put the bottle back of the table. He continued his work for a while, then picked up his map to go and put it away. As he did so, he knocked the bottle of whisky over and its contents happened to splash all over the GPS display. There was a popping and crackling sounds and smoke began to rise out of the back of the display.
The GPS display then suddenly exploded into many fragments.
"SHIT!" He said as he covered his face with his arms, dropping his map on the ground..
After the smoke cleared, he surveyed the damage. The table had a blast mark on it where the GPS display had been.
"It was bound to happen, stupid freaking piece of crap!" He said. Not only was he disappointed about the loss of the GPS, but also about the loss of his only bottle of whisky!
"Hmmm... I thought only water made electronic things go screwy....guess I thought wrong." He said.
He picked up his map and went over to the spot where he had stored his supplies and pulled out an old atlas, and brought it back to the table. He opened it up to the map of Canada and checked his longitudinal and latitudinal coordinates with what the GPS had showed him.
According to the old atlas, he was at points W84.6 x N51.1, which was near Hudson's Bay (which is a lot bigger now).
After he checked this, he decided to call it a night and put everything SAFELY away in the packs. He then got the packs ready to be loaded into the canoe the next day. Then he put out the fire and went to bed.
***
In the morning Brandon broke camp and set off down the river in his canoe. The current was moving fast and he was enjoying it. Every so often he would stop and take a break and update his map.
Later that afternoon, Brandon reached a part of the river that had split into 2 different directions.
He decided to take the path on the left. After a while, however, he began to regret that decision due to the fact that the current was picking up very quickly and the canoe becoming hard to handle. The situation went from inconvenient to bad as the canoe went through a series of rapids and jagged rocks sticking up in the raging surf. Brandon and his canoe were being bumped from rock to rock pretty harshly. Then he hit a rock very hard and the front left side of the canoe was ripped to shreds. The canoe was now useless as a water craft but not as a floatation device. Brandon held onto the side of the destroyed canoe while he was tossed though the rough water. After a while of 'playing' driftwood, Brandon emerged from the rapids he was a little beat up but otherwise ok. The current was still moving fast, and Brandon was having trouble trying to keep his head above water, even though he was a pretty good swimmer, so he didn't really see the waterfall ahead. One moment he was being carried by the current and the next he was falling.
Brandon plunged into a pool or something at the bottom of the waterfall. He went down pretty deep and as he started to float back to the surface, he felt something grab his leg. he looked down to see what it was but couldn't see anything because of the murky water.
He tried to get out of its grasp but could not. The thing continued to wrap around his leg and he passed out as it pulled him deeper into the abyss.
End Chapter 1 ______________________________________________________________________________________________
Recollections of a Tekkaman By Brandon Atkinson
Chapter 2: Transformation
Time and Place: Unknown
When Brandon regained consciousness, he found that he could breathe, and that he was in some kind of reddish-orange colored liquid that was faintly glowing.
He tried to remember how he got into this situation but his memory kept drawing a blank. Then, some reddish colored strands were wrapping themselves around his body. He tried to struggle but found that he couldn't move, because the strand-like things were preventing him from making any movement. He was kept like that for a long time, so to keep him from going crazy due to endless boredom, he looked back into the memories of his life. He saw happy moments like the birth of his little brother, the new beagle puppy his dad brought home, his graduation from high school, and sad moments like the deaths of his family in the massive earth quake that struck the region where his family lived in 2001, their funerals, and the burials of some of his friends who had also died in the quake. Brandon barely choked back a sob as he watched these events.
Then the pain began. Brandon experienced pain unlike which he had never know existed. It seemed as if every nerve in his body was on fire. The excruciating pain continued for sometime, not allowing him to fall into the unconsciousness which he sought, but it did almost make him go insane. Once, he thought he saw a spider-like creature (like something out of the Alien movies) move toward him. It suddenly stopped advancing toward him, though it did certainly make an attempt to continue its path, it seemed as if it had been stopped by an invisible wall. Then it made a startled sound or something and disappeared suddenly. The pain continued through this but Brandon no longer cared as he was becoming used to this level of pain. He began to drift into a forced slumber and as he did so, he thought he heard in his mind a woman's voice that said:
"It will be all right. The worst is over, sleep now. I will not let it hurt you anymore."
And with that, Brandon completely fell asleep.
***
When Brandon awoke, he found himself lying on the bank of the lagoon near the waterfall. He got up and looked around. He saw only the forest and the river and the waterfall. The waterfall looked to be about 30 feet high.
"Holy Shit. I survived that?!" He thought.
Brandon happened to look down into the water at the edge of the bank just then and got a surprise. The reflection in the water was not of a human face, but that of an armored person! Not only did he feel different but he looked different too.
"What the..." He half-whispered in amazement. He then noticed that his voice sounded different.
Brandon knelt down and continued to stare at his reflection for sometime. Then he noticed that the diamond-shaped thing on his forehead was blinking slowly on and off, he then felt a presence near him.
He stood up and looked around, but couldn't see anyone. He now felt a second presence.
"This is way too weird, like something out of the Highlander movies." He thought to himself.
He then wished that he was holding a weapon of some kind and suddenly a bladed weapon appeared in his right hand. It looked like a scimitar but was made out of roughly hewn jade.
Brandon took one look at his new weapon and said: "Cool."
Then he said in a loud voice:
"I know you're there. Show yourselves this instant!"
He sensed movement nearby and saw two armored figures step out from behind the waterfall. One was male, holding a sword in each hand. He was covered in black, blue, and white armor. The other armored figure, was definitely female, was wearing yellow, pink, orange, and red armor. She had long red hair. She was holding a long elaborate-looking staff, which had a large sparkling jewel on its top.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Brandon asked. Instinctively he held his weapon in front of him in a defensive position.
"We are not here to fight you." The male figure said.
"Then why are you here?" Brandon asked, a little confused.
"We are here to help you. I am Blaze and this is IceBlade, whom you know by another name." The female figure spoke.
"He doesn't look like anyone I'd know." Brandon responded.
The person known as Blaze nodded to the one called IceBlade. Suddenly IceBlade was engulfed in a column of white light. when the column of light faded, where the armored warrior stood, there was now a human in his place. He looked about 30, had short hazel-brown hair, and was wearing jeans, boots, and a sweater.
"Now do I look like anyone you'd know?" he asked.
Brandon strained his memory to find any reference to the person who was standing before him. He got a response. It hit him like a ton of bricks! This was his best friend before the dark times, before The Cataclysm.
"Carter? Is that you?" he asked.
"Hello, old friend, It's been a while."
"By the Gods! I haven't seen you since the quake."
"I am sure you must have questions, But first what is your name?" Blaze interrupted.
"Well, my name is..." Brandon started to reply. "I am..." He tried again. "Why can't I remember my own name?" He asked even more confused.
"All will be explained in due time." Blaze said.
"Well, what name do you get when you try to remember who you are?" IceBlade asked.
"I get the name 'Shard'." He replied.
"That's the name that you were given by the TeknoPod. You are no longer who you used to be." Blaze said.
"Think of it as assuming a new identity." IceBlade said.
He shrugged his shoulders and said: "Ok. I am Shard... wait a minute, What's a Teknopod? and what the hell have I become?!?"
Blaze smiled beneath her helmet, and with that she began to explain about what he and they were.
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Recollections of a Tekkaman By Brandon Atkinson
Chapter 3 - Blaze
The day was growing very late as the air sung with the sound of blades clashing as IceBlade and Shard were in the midst of a training battle (one of many in which IceBlade almost always won). Shard blocked a knockout blow from his friend, and broke away to begin his counter-attack. He suddenly disappeared in a blur of lines, and suddenly reappeared behind a startled IceBlade. "Wha-! Where'd he go?" IceBlade said.
"RIGHT HERE!" Shard exclaimed. He was about to deliver his own knockout punch when someone said "ENOUGH!" The person who said that stepped out of the tree-line as IceBlade and Shard changed back into their human forms. She was the Teknoman known as Blaze. Now in her human form, she was strikingly beautiful. At least Shard thought so when he first saw her.
She had long auburn hair, was of slim build and she wore the same survival outfit as IceBlade when he was human.
"It's time for the evening meal. Get cleaned up, while I'll make us something to eat." Blaze stated. She went back to the campsite and began to rummage around in the supplies.
Later while The trio of warriors were eating their dinner of improvised soup and Bannock - a hard, flat type of bread that is cooked in a frying pan - Shard asked a question.
"Blaze, do you know where the Teknopod that transformed me came from?" He asked. "I know its not like anything that's native to Earth."
Blaze had told him what the Teknopods were and what he and IceBlade and herself were, but not where they had come from.
"Shard, do you remember what you heard about 'The Cataclysm' ?" IceBlade asked.
"Only that shortly after the Investigative Team arrived, they disappeared. No sign of them was ever found." Replied Shard.
"In order to answer your question Shard, I must tell you about what happened at Antarctica 10 years ago which resulted in the Investigative Team's disappearance." She said.
"My name used to be Julia Winchester, and I was the leader of that Investigative Team." Blaze started.
"WHAT?!" Exclaimed Shard. Julia Winchester was the best archeologist in the world, about a decade ago. The media reported that she and her team had disappeared while on an archaeological dig in the Andes Mountains in South America, very shortly after "The Cataclysm."
"Shard, settle down and let me explain." She said. "The United Nations called my team in to assist in an investigation of whatever was in what was left of Antarctica. We were joined up with the best scientists and researchers in the world. Our group jumped from 10 to about 50 members.
When we arrived in Antarctica, we got a total surprise. What we were to take a look at, was not some huge meteorite that had crashed as some people had thought, it was a damaged alien spaceship. For the first few days we did our preliminary work, analyzing the spacecraft's outer hull and conducting assorted experiments and such. Then, we were ordered to begin preparations to enter the damaged vessel." She paused briefly then she said:
"The rest, I can't put into words so I will have to show you."
"Huh? What do you mean, show me?" Shard asked.
Blaze closed her eyes and then her expression blanked. The ghostly outlined shape of a Tekno-crystal formed on her forehead. One also formed on Shard's forehead.
"Brace yourself, I went through the same as what you are about to." warned IceBlade
Suddenly shard's mind was filled with images and sounds -- Blaze had initiated a mind-link, Shard realized.
In Short order, they sorted themselves out and Shard began to make sense of them...
***
10 years ago...
"Command Base, this is Alpha Team. We've reached the site and are preparing to enter the vessel." Julia Winchester asked through her helmet radio.
"Good luck Alpha, and be careful." Came the crackled reply.
"Thanks." Julia switched off her radio and turned to her team. There were about 50 people in the group.
"All right people, get yourselves together. We are going in through one of the ruptures in this side of the ship's hull." She announced.
They carefully made their way into the alien ship.
They slowly traveled through what appeared to be a large passageway that was covered in algae-like stuff.
"This is incredible." Thought Julia.
Eventually they made their way to a large low-lit room. There were giant purplish things hanging from the ceiling like chandeliers.
"This is incredible." Said Matthew Dressing - another member of the Research Team. He touched one of the low hanging purplish things. "Fascinating." He half-whispered.
"Matt, don't touch anything!" Julia hissed.
"Sorry." Matt said apologetically. He then moved away to look at something else.
Suddenly, the purple things on the ceiling began to glow simultaneously as a primitive growl began to emanate from all around the room.
"What's happening?" Julia half-whispered.
Then, the purple things began falling from the ceiling... They were creatures of some kind! And they started chasing after the Research Team!
Screams of fear, surprise and terror filled the room as the members of the ill-fated research team were swallowed up one by one.
Frightened people began to run in all directions, looking for any way to get out. Julia and Matthew ran from the horror that was following them. They didn't get very far. They got to the place where the entrance to the passageway used to be but it was gone. They were trapped! Suddenly they were surrounded. 6 or so of the creatures advanced on their location. There was no way out. A tentacle came out of nowhere and pulled Matthew into the shadows.
"Julia! HELP ME!" he screamed as he was pulled into the darkness.
"MATT!" Julia cried out.
Julia reached for her firearm only to have it knocked out of her hand by one of the pods' tentacles.
"Damn!" She thought.
Just then , she happened to look up and saw one of the larger creatures descending from the ceiling, right on top of her! There wasn't even enough time for her to let out a scream.
Then there was nothing but darkness. ***
The mind-link ended. Shard shook his head to clear it somewhat. Shard had noticed that it had gotten dark while he was in the link.
Blaze re-opened her eyes. The outline of her crystal was no longer on her forehead.
"Now you know what happened." Blaze said
"Yes...they were all captured and transformed. I have another question for you... What became of the other scientists who were adjusted by these creatures?" Shard asked.
"Most of them died - they were the lucky ones. Others survived only to be twisted by the alien creatures into something evil. Some fought against the darkness and won. They somehow managed to escape. I was one of the few who got away." Blaze answered.
"Unfortunately, now those few are getting fewer and fewer." IceBlade stated.
"Yes, things are not looking very good for us right now..." Blaze began.
"Why?" Shard asked inquiringly.
"A very powerful Teknoman has been slaughtering the others. He has managed to find and kill all of those who will not serve him. The remaining survivors have gone into hiding, until I find and destroy this Teknoman." Blaze explained.
"Who is this evil Teknoman?" Shard asked.
"He is..." Blaze is about to answer when suddenly everyone's crystal outline appeared on their foreheads glowing intensely.
"ME!" A voice thundered from the woods.
Everyone stood up and looked around. They couldn't see anything.
Then a figure walked out of the tree-line and joined the group.
The newcomer was covered in pitch-black armor that made him look fierce in the fire light. He muttered a phrase or something that they couldn't make out, and pointed at IceBlade and Shard. Some kind of plant rapidly grew from the ground around Shard and IceBlade feet, wrapping around them, preventing them from moving.
"I cant move!" said Shard struggling with his restraints.
"Same here." replied IceBlade who was also struggling.
"Who are you?" Shard asked.
"I am Tekkaman Shrapnel, and I'll deal with you two once I kill your instructor. Muwahahaha!" He declares laughing evilly.
"I have to get free of this somehow." thought shard. He began to struggle even harder against his restraints.
"So we meet again Blaze or should I say, Julia. Heh heh heh." Shrapnel said chuckling quietly.
"I don't know who you are/were, or what quarrel you have with me." Blaze told him. Suddenly Shrapnel's helmet disappeared, revealing his human face.
"Now do you recognize me?" He asked.
Everyone got a good look at his face. He had fiery red eyes, a cross-shaped scar on his right cheek, and slightly short black curly hair.
"Matt?!?" gasped Blaze. "Oh my God..."
"WHAT?!?" "No way!" Exclaimed IceBlade and Shard.
"Yes it is I. I am glad that you remember who I am, even after all this time. But enough of this, I am here to fight!" Matt/Shrapnel stated as his helmet reappeared.
"Then it's a fight you shall have." Blaze responded pulling out her crystal.
"TEK-POWER!" She yelled.
Blaze was engulfed in a column of orange light and she was once again covered in her brightly colored armor, holding her jeweled staff in an attack position. Blaze activated her jets and charged at her enemy.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" She yelled her battle cry.
Shrapnel also charged with lance in hand. With a loud clang, they clashed. Sparks dispersed from where their weapons made contact with one another. They exchanged blows with one another for a while then they broke away from one another. Shrapnel charged at Blaze and they began to fight intensely, blocking each others attacks until finally one of blaze's punches got through and connected with Shrapnel's head. The force of the blow made him stagger back about a half dozen paces.
"I can't forgive you for what you did to all of the others. I will avenge their deaths by destroying you!" Blaze shouted, breathing heavily.
"HA! I'd like to see you try." He responded. "You know, the others fell easily and so will you... Then I will have the pleasure of crushing the lives of your comrads! But first, I will let their suffering begin with letting them watch you die!"
"Take this!" Blaze yelled as she brought the jeweled end of her staff to bear on her adversary.
The jewels on the end of her staff began to glow and the air around Blaze began to heat up at an incredible rate because of the gathering of energy.
Shrapnel, upon seeing this initiated an energy blast of his own.
"I think not!" He said while aiming his weapon, the blades of his lance glowing bright red with rapidly accumulated energy, toward Blaze.
"VOLTEKKA!!!" He yelled.
Red waves of energy shot toward Blaze, just as she finished gathering the energy for her attack.
"TEKNOBLAST!!!" Blaze yelled, unleashing the torrent of energy that now encircled the end of her staff.
Blaze's energy blast shot toward Shrapnel's energy wave. When the two energy blasts met, the resultant explosion was so bright that everyone was momentarily blinded. Blaze hoped that hers' was enough to cancel out Shrapnel's. It was not. Shrapnel's Voltekka bulldozed through her Teknoblast and engulfed her. Blaze screamed as it began ripping through her armor...
END CHAPTER 3
Author's Comments:
Poor Blaze, it seems that she's not having a very good day...
What will become of Shard IceBlade, and does Blaze survive Shrapnel's assault?
Find out in the next installment of this exciting series!
Well, until then... JA NE!
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