Another storyyyy! LAA! :D ahem, anyways...yes, yes, I know I should be starting yet ANOTHER damn story, but this idea just seems so good I can't resist XD And I absolutely love the TF:P versions of Transformers :3
Anyways, not to give out any spoilers or anything... XD but, I just love this character and the plot I have in store for her X3 I CAN'T WAIT TO FINISH CH2!
Anways, Enjoy!~
I was extremely bored. And it doesn't take me that much to get bored. I like to be moving around and doing stuff, so sitting around and doing nothing just isn't my thing. So, of course, it would make me bored. And that's exactly what I'm doing right now: sitting and doing nothing in my dad's military chopper. Three other comrades clad in black suits sat in the back of the chopper with me, so I wasn't completely alone. But, they're not very talkative.
I was wearing my own suit for when I go on missions, black and green. My dad has trained me ever since I was old enough so that I could help him with his work. I've did a few level 1 and 2 missions here and there, but this is my second level 3 mission. I love missions, no matter what level they are. There are actually five levels of missions. There are the small missions, levels 1 and 2, the medium missions, level 3 and 4, and the big missions, level 5. Yep, I'm slowly working my way up there. After this mission, I'm hoping to start working on level 4 missions next, while doing the lower levels in between as well. There are always those missions to deal with as well.
Anyways, before I could even think about doing any missions with or for my dad, I had to learn self-defense and fighting tactics. And what better ways to learn than from Martial Arts Masters? I have learned almost all of the different styles of Martial Arts: ninjutsu, tai chi, judo, kickboxing…I can't remember what else I learned, but all the moves are basically implanted in my brain now. Not literally, but…you get the picture.
My mask sits comfortably in my lap as I lean my head against the wall. The headphones on my head were made the muffle the sound of chopper blades slicing through the air while being able to hear communications over the com system. Well, mine are specifically made, which I designed myself, to be able to talk over the com and listen to music. And, yes, I am also good with technology. My dad allowed me to design my own weapons, and I used that opportunity to make myself dual pistols, one for each hand. I thought using two pistols at once was pretty cool, so I made my own with their own ammunition, designs, everything, and I trained every day after a training session of Martial Arts practice. Now, I'm basically a sharpshooter. You don't want to mess with me.
"They're transporting in an un-armed civilian truck. Send in the ground units."
I lifted my head at the sound of my dad's voice over the com system. I smirked mischievously and crossed my arms over my chest while crossing one leg over the other, not disturbing my mask one bit. Things were just about to get interesting. I nudged the guy's arm on my left side and made a signal with my hand, to which he gave a curt nod. I then leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes. I would just have to wait for my part in the mission and listen.
"Gentlemen, stop their engines."After hearing an explosion and what sounded like a car crash, he spoke again. "Those are not civilian drivers."
Oh, so we're dealing with a foreign transport? Even better, I love surprises.
"I do hope you take better care of the DINGUS than you do your captives."
"Special Agent William Fowler, here. Identify yourself!"
Nah, not foreign. That Fowler guy sounds American.
"I am Silas. But of greater consequence to you, we are MECH. Fair warning: We will be helping ourselves to your device. Even if it means inflicting casualties."
I smirked, my eyes still closed as I listened. You tell him, dad!
"Is that so? Tell me, Si, what's the market price for a DINGUS these days?"
This guy sounds cocky. What kind of a nickname is Si? Well…I can't diss him on that because it actually sounds like a cool nickname.
"What makes you think we intend to sell it, Agent Fowler?"
I snorted inaudibly in amusement. Fowler really should think about the other possibilities of what we could be intending to do with it.
"There's a war brewing. Between the new world order and the newest. The victor will be the side armed with the most innovate technology."
I furrowed my eyebrows a bit. A war? I don't think I signed up for a damn war. What is my dad thinking? Let me guess…it's one of those "protocols" where I signed up when I first started training. I bet you that's what it is, too. I mentally rolled my eyes. Whatever, I'll deal with it later.
"So, Si," Fowler began. "You think MECH has the most radical tech?"
Wait…he said "radical". I didn't think he'd use a word like that, but then again, I don't personally know him. I heard another car wreck and an explosion. Surprises are the best, aren't they?
"Definitely not civilian drivers," the guy piloting the chopper commented.
"Later, Si!"
I shook my head in slight amusement. Fowler was definitely getting cocky. But I felt sad, too…some of our comrades are getting hurt and possibly killed. But then again, dad doesn't necessarily care because they died "honorably" while performing their duties. I could hear a train horn from below.
"Tactical error. Only one way out."
Suddenly, I heard the sounds of jet engines pass us. My eyes snapped open and I exchanged a glance with my comrades, only to find that they were just as surprised and confused. I could hear missiles being fired.
"Military fired on one of their own?"
"Sir, the DINGUS."
A bunch of explosions could be heard on the ground, as well as something large exploding, obviously being hit by one or more of the missiles.
"Sir…I'm not reading any radiation. The DINGUS didn't melt down."
"No, it did not."
I visibly relaxed slightly, as did the three in back with me. This mission was so intense. Was this even a level 3 mission?
"So, the rumors are true. Living technology stands before us. Though, perhaps not for very long."
I blinked in surprise and quickly looked out of the small window near my head. I could just make out eleven large robots on the ground, six violets standing on one side of the cliff while five other colors stood facing the other six. What is this, the age of robots? I watched as the larger of the group of five, the red and blue one, set down who I could only assume was Agent Fowler on a large pile of rocks. And that's when the two groups ran at each other and started the battle.
"Sir, if the DINGUS wasn't in the truck…"
"Yes, that. Special Agent Fowler, you lead a charmed life walking among titans."
"Come on down. I'll introduce you."
"In good time. But at the moment I'm too busy wondering how the DINGUS might have vanished into thin air without a trace. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a train to catch."
I turned back around and stared at the door to the chopper once more as it veered away to pursue the runaway train. I was beginning to grow very impatient, and I'm pretty sure the three beside me could tell, but I tried to keep myself from standing up and doing something stupid. I just bit my lip and concentrated on the task ahead, wondering when I would be called upon to do my job.
"Immobilize them."
I watched as one of my comrades got up, opened the door, and fired his gun at the train engine from where I sat. I waited as we tried to land, but we were suddenly thrown off. I grabbed the seat to keep myself steady, as did the others, and felt the chopper regain control once more.
"What happened?"
"Hacker." I glanced at the pilot and watched as he pressed a button. "Former hacker." The chopper finally landed without a problem and I was starting to get antsy.
"Secure the device," Silas ordered. The three men beside me got up and exited the chopper and onto the roof of the train car. He then turned around and smirked at me. "Kailas. Now's your chance to make your father proud."
I smiled and put my mask on my face before standing up and giving him a curt nod. "Yes, father." I leaped onto the roof of the train car and stood beside the men, watching as they used a laser to cut a rectangle into the alloy of the car. Once cut, the piece of metal fell inside the car below. I got out my dual pistols and cocked them before walking up to the hole with the three men at my side, staring down into the hole.
What surprised me was that there was a girl and a boy around my age standing down there. The girl held the emergency axe in her hands while the boy probably had to resort to using the fire extinguisher.
"You want a slice of this?" The girl asked. "Well, do ya?!"
"What she said!" The boy held the extinguisher ready. I don't think he even knows what he's doing.
I smirked as I stared down at them, putting only one of my pistols back in its holster. Did they honestly think they could stand a chance against us, especially me? I only snorted amusedly as I pointed one of my pistols at them. I didn't think wasting ammo was worth it on them. I pressed a button on the side of the trigger guard. Stun: level 1. Another thing you should know about me. I don't kill unless absolutely necessary.
"Retreat."
I blinked in surprise and pressed a button on my communicator in my ear. "But there are only two kids down here. I can easily take them."
"Oh, yeah?! Why don't you come down here and find out!"
I gave the girl a sideways glance. She's pretty gutsy.
"I said retreat, Kailas."
"Yes, father." I quickly put my pistol in its holster. I gave the two teens a goofy two-fingered salute before entering the chopper and sitting down, watching as one of the men closed the door behind me. I watched the scenery go by as we flew ahead of the train. I tilted my head slightly in confusion, but said nothing.
"First rule of combat: Never leave the enemy with the spoils." Silas rolled down his window and aimed his large gun with one hand at the train track before firing a missile.
I heard an explosion, and I half-feared for the teens' lives as I watched the chopper gain altitude. The chopper followed the train and we watched as the red and blue robot quickly caught up to the engine and tried to force the train to a stop. I breathed a mental sigh of relief when the train finally stopped at the edge of the damaged tracks.
"Well played, visitor. But MECH still has home field advantage and we will find a way to level that playing field. Even if we have to open you up to see what makes you tick."
I slid a sideways glance through my green visor at my father, quirking an eyebrow. Just what was he planning? I took my mask off and shook my head, letting my long hair fall over my shoulders. Well, I'll find out soon enough. At least, I hope so. Sometimes my dad likes to keep me in the dark.
Ohhhh, I bet you weren't expecting this crap, were you?! XD I'm not sure if that's a cliffhanger or not...idk lol I am currently working on Ch 2 as of right now, and I have plans in store for the chs to come :3 lol the next chapter will not be following an episode, it will be my own ep :D but it'll be a good one ^.^ at least, so far anyways lol we'll see :3
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