Author's Notes:
Phew… I haven't done this in a while. For those of you that are reading this, my other story, The Fallen, is on hiatus, as you should know. I do intend to finish that story eventually, for better or worse. Just not now. Eventually, though. I assure you, it will most likely happen. For now, though, I'm going to try something a bit different; an insert of my OC from The Fallen, the Angel Satuxim Umbra, into the story of the game Iji. It's going to be a rocky road for everyone involved in the story, including me, depending on whether or not I feel up to finishing the entire thing. I've no real schedule for uploading this; I'll simply make chapters when I feel like it, basically. So, I suppose the obligatory thing to say here would be 'Let's get this thing started.'
Disclaimer:
Iji belongs to Daniel Remar and his company, Remar Games. I claim no ownership to it, or any references found within this story.
Iji: Demimortal
Prologue: Stricken
Iji Soundtrack: All That Can Wait
To say it was a nice day outside would have been a tad of an understatement. Though it was just a little cold and a little windy (Though, that may've just been the ocean's breeze…) it was still sunny and, perhaps more importantly, warm enough to take a pleasant walk outside; that was what a family of four were doing at this moment. A man and his three kids, two girls and a boy, were taking a walk to their father's work place. It was a sort of 'Bring Your Daughter to Work Day' as it currently were, except boys were not exempt from it. Not this time, at least. The reason they were walking instead of taking the car, besides saving gas money, of course, is that, again, is was a pleasant day out, and they would have more time to talk. 'Bonding Time', as it's usually called.
Now, the place that they were heading for, the D.C.M.F.P.R Research Facility, which, though none of the kids knew what the abbreviation stood for, researched various advanced technologies, especially in the fields of Nanotechnology and, to a slightly lesser extent, medicine. It was a very large, looming building, almost three miles by three miles and almost a hundred feet tall, extending from the end of town all the way to the nearby ocean, and that's not even taking into account of the many underground bunkers that lay beneath it.
The family traveling to the Facility itself all seemed to take after their father in some form or another, the hair and its color in particular. The father, a man looking to be in his mid-forties, had a pair of glasses on, with a white long-sleeve shirt and some gray pants. The little girl had a blue dress on, with pink straps to keep it in place. The boy, looking to be a teenager, had some borderline black hair, a green tee-shirt, and some blue jeans on, as well as a black necklace around his neck, an accessory dangling at the end of it. And, lastly, the tallest of them, the young woman had a grey long-sleeve shirt with a cyan stripe going across the chest-area, and some black jeans with two pockets on each side. Her hair was long, flowing, and brown. Her hand noticeably never left what was evidently her little sisters' own.
Upon arriving and entering, eh recipient bowed and greeted them, saying that they could explore around this section of the building. They saw many interesting things, said things including an atom smasher, particle analyzer, and a 'particle beam'. Whatever that is. Other people, mostly scientists and the occasional other tourist, were hustling and bustling to get things done in their schedule. Among these tourists was a very peculiar-looking man; he wore a pair of dark sunglasses, and some very old looking clothes; a snow-white tabard with some sort of insignia over it; a stark-black cloth, stretching from both of his shoulders down to between his legs, narrowing in the process, and what appeared to be the symbol for Pluto over it, which was more gray than black. What was one his feet appeared to be some boots, the same shade of black as the cloth, though no treads appeared to be on it, only cloth. Why he wore any of this stuff, nobody in the building knew. Perhaps what was most strange about him, however, was his somewhat-shaggy jet-black hair that stretched all the way down to his waist. It also ended in two white bangs on both sides of his face.
His eyes scanned what appeared to be a large ray-gun, probably used to atomize things, before growing bored of observing the apparatus before him, and moved over to glance at the other people in the building. His eyes eventually settled on the tallest girl in the aforementioned family, and, suddenly, his face contorted to form a large grin, almost a smirk, in fact. He then meandered over to one of the nearby windows, his smile still there. The girl noticed his stare, and could have sworn she's seen two orbs of red beneath his sunglasses. Unnerved a little by this, she tried to ignore the man she was, and continued on with her group.
Curious as to why he had shifted from glancing at her to one of the glass panes, however, she went to a different one herself, and also looked outside. Suddenly, blotches of white began to appear in the sky, all near each-other. Her eyes widened at this, and then quickly narrowed, attempting to figure out just what the Hell those things were, before a sea of white engulfed the area outside, followed by a truly enormous bang. Her vision suddenly faded, and she blacked out…
The man's grin just grew ever larger at the sight.