ARMORED CORE
BLOOD
Chapter 1
It all began a few years ago when my father was an AC test pilot for the Rayleonard Company. One day he was given the order to test a proto type gun and shield that used Kojima particles. The first short was sigsesful and there were no visible problems. However my fathers AC wasn't equipted with the right kind of shielding to prevent contamination of Kojima particles. The particles slowly went into his lightweight AC. At the end of the test all seemed well. My father got out of his AC and walked around for a bit, untill for no apperent reason he fainted. No one knew what was wrong with him untill they took him to the hospital and found out that his body was entirly was saturated with Kojima particles. No one knew how this could happen. My father died a week later and the Rayleonard Company covered up the entire insident. They bribed my family to keep this insident under lock and key but I wouldn't have it. I took my father's AC from Rayleonard's hanger and disappeared for a while and changed my name so know one would know who I was and swar revange apon Rayleonard .
I partisipated in underground arena matchs, but only won half of the time. My dad's AC was fast, but it just didn't have the defence and sheer brute force I needed to win. One day after a match I was approched by a member of Global Armaments. He liked my style and offered me a job to be an AC Pilot for them. At first I was skepticle at his offer and then he offered me a gift that changed my life forever. The very next day the man returned with his gift. A high end proto tye AC equipted with the best parts made by GA themselves. This AC might have looked like most of there other AC's but it had a surprise. It was fast moving AC with armour that could withstand a nukeulare warhead dropping onto it. I took his gift and tried it out in the arena. It completely dominated all of the oppenents I came across with ease. Different fuels and oils stained the AC's armour a shade of dark red. After I won I returned to that same man and agreed to his offer. Just as I was leaving he asked me two questions. "What are you going to call your new AC?" "Blood." "And what should I call you?" " You can call me Triforcer."
