Armored Core: Steel Dynasty
Chapter 1
A huge steel mech searched the ruined streets of New New York City.
"I know you're here Takura! Show yourself!" A man barked into his cockpit intercom.
He was about 6 foot 4 and had an old scar across his cheek. His hair was light brown and fell at his hazel-green eyes. He had a black and silver shirt on along with shin-high blue denim shorts that covered his muscular fair-skinned body. A red tinted eyepiece held on by a metal coil that wrapped around the back of his head pushed up his hair a bit. It had a small wire link running from it to the complicated control panel of his mech to obviously enhance his vision and reflexes when it came to an AC or MT battle.
"Of course I am, but why would I foolishly come out at the wrong time to easily be killed. You know I'm not that dumb Garett." A Japanese man with long hair and a sea foam green eyepiece answered dispassionately.
"I've known you a long time Takura. I could almost say we're friends, but a jobs a job... I will find you and I think you know what'll happen when that time comes." Garret warned the pilot.
"If that's the case I guess I'll just have to find you…" Takura replied, smirking a little.
A neon green core blasted out of an abandoned street, sending off a powerful fusillade of searing bullets at the black and silver AC piloted by Garett. They sliced through the core of the light-armored mech, disabling its missile interceptors with ease.
"Not bad... Looks like I'm not going to have to take it easy on you after all." Garett remarked, trying to mask his worry.
"Heheh, guess not." Takura mocked cynically. "Now then… without missile interceptors lets see you lose these!"
The powerfully colored AC fired off a large swarm of glistening silver missiles as he boosted back to avoid the shockwave of the explosion.
"Uh oh…" Garett lamented as he gazed at the missiles, trying to think of some sort of a plan.
He raised his Karasawa and desperately fired at the missiles as they gained even more speed. Streaming blue bolts of white-hot plasma shot into the cold night air, destroying and clipping many missiles, sending them hopelessly into massive impenetrable buildings.
"What!?" Takura cried, trying to take in what just happened.
A lone silver missile blasted forward at the monochrome AC, barely wavering. Garett quickly boosted to left dodging the powerful missile.
"Haha! How do you like that?" Garett exclaimed.
"Don't turn your back so soon my friend. My missiles never miss their target if unhindered." He replied, scheming while he talked.
Garett whipped around, gun in hand and blasted the missile out of the air.
"Too bad…" Takura said, kneeling down and launching his pulse cannons in succession.
The gleaming purple shots hit the core dead-on in the back, causing it to launch forward into the air and hit the cracked pavement face first.
"Ughhh…" said Garett, having been whipped around in the small cockpit.
He struggled to get the core to its feet and barely succeeded.
"Sorry Takura…" He flipped the over-boost switch on his control panel.
Brilliant spiraling waves of pure plasma issued forth out of large vents in the core's back, causing it to boost forward rapidly. He powered up his Moonlight Laser Blade as he hovered along the ground going at least 100mph. He swept his arm across the breadth of the turquoise core's body, leaving a gash in it almost deep enough to cut it in half.
"This… isn't possible!" Takura screamed into his intercom. "I'll get you Garett! I swear it!"
Takura jumped into an escape pod and boosted off into the night as his core burst into orange and red flames.
To Be Continued…