The Myths are mine, so is this beginning and I don't even know if anybody has a base in Caracas but I don't own Gundam Seed and I'm very glad I don't own Destiny.
Five years ago, Yzak's mom granted a favour of a long time friend, a MYTH representative, to look after an experimental baby that didn't turn out quite right. Her name was Artemis Cassandra T. Four months later, Yzak fell out of a tree and broke his leg. Dearka ran to get help with Artemis and saw pink matter before waking up three weeks later from a major concussion. Artemis had vanished. At the Joule residence, it was like Artemis never existed: the crib had been put away, her clothes were gone and so were her other belongings. The Joules received a phone call stating that if they looked for Artemis, they would find themselves in a very sticky situation or dead. Reluctantly, Ezalia obliged.
Prologue:
"So, this is our next target." a teenage girl with waist-long red-orange hair mused. A much shorter girl with long, pink hair stood beside her, a pair of small white wings sticking out of her back. The first girl raised her arms and bent her hands forward so the tube on the back of her wrist had no obstacles.
"I need you to add some invisibility to this." Pele demanded. Aphrodite rolled her eyes.
"Sure whatever your lowness." she sighed and copied Pele except instead of tubes, darker pink wedges with small holes in the vertical part were displayed.
"Three, two... one." Pele counted. Without a hiss, red smoky gas billowed out of the red bands around Pele's wrists. It vanished almost immediatly after leaving the band, due to Aphrodite's invisible genetics. To the two experiments, the arena was blanketed in thick, red, smoky gas. Pele and Aphrodite stopped the gas flow. Aphrodite stepped back. Pele smirked.
"Buh bye Coordinators." and with a flick of her wrist,a tiny bit ofcompressed gas met witha special chemical from the tube andthe gas exploded into flames. The ZAFT trainees didn't even have a chance to scream before they were vaporized.
"So, this is the Caracas base." Nicol muttered as he looked up at a tower. Athrun joined him.
"Wow. That thing is huge!" Athrun exclaimed. Dearka looked at a pamphlet.
"It says here that there are three training arenas, but there's a crossed out four right next to that." The nine ZAFT reds looked up suddenly at the sound of an explosion.
"Um, what was that?" Nicol asked nervously. Rusty shrugged.
"Who knows? I say we go-" an announcement interrupted Rusty.
"Please evacuate arena 2. I repeat- "HURRY UP AND LEAVE FOR GODS SAKE BEFORE YOU END UP AS FRIGGIN' PIECES OFGOD FORSAKENCHARCOAL!" a man yelled. ZAFT greens and a few reds fled the building in front of the newcomers.
"What's going on?" Nicol asked a shaking green.
"They- they're att- attacking again. Sh- she almost ki-killed me…" the green trailed off. Dearka walked over.
"Who's 'she'? He asked. The green pointed.
"Sh-she will kill you… run while you can…" the green's eyes rolled up in his head before his neck exploded in a mass of blood. Nicol and Dearka jumped back along with six other ZAFT members in shock. Dearka looked up in the direction that the green had pointed out.
"Huh. I don't see anything- Ouch! That hurt!" He exclaimed, massaging his jaw. A disembodied laugh filled the air.
"Oh look at all the poor, pathetic Coordinators." A girl's voice sneered. "Aphrodite, I have to say, I'm very impressed with whatever you put in the air. It's making them all sick." She continued. "Nice job with the loud mouth who think he can see us." She laughed again. A younger sounding voice joined her.
"Oh well. Figures. Coordinators think they're all that but in reality, they suck. Mind you, Naturals aren't much better." She sighed. "When will they learn that they aren't meant to be on the planet anymore? I mean, it's only a matter of time until every-" a green moaned and blood gushed out of his eyes. "Single-" another green vanished with a scream. "Last-" Yet another green exploded, this time closer to the newcomers. "One-" the party blinked and yet another-a red this time-ZAFT member turned into a charcoal skeleton before collapsing in a heap. "Of them is killed." Instead of the girl's voice, a boy said the last part.
"We'll let you off easy this time. Don't waste it." The voices stopped.
Well, this is just the beginning. The next chapters (if I get sufficient reviews) will not be this bloody. By the way, if anybody cancome up with an acronym that fits 'MYTH', please tell me because I only have 'Technological Humans'
Please review! Sorry 'Butterflies' is taking so long, I just have no clue how to end it.
