Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fic except
Subtracto. All others are copyrighted to Capcom.
html iWhen the clash of swords echo,
The journey chasing the past ends and,
The journey to know today begins. ~ Legend of dragoon first versei/
A purple haired, young reploid waited for the interviews to call her into the office. At a glance one who think Forte himself was sitting there. Upon closer inspection one would see the armor was similar. Why was she sitting here? To see another side of the conflict her creator had given her knowledge of. Odd for her to think of him now. Forte or as he used to be called "The wily bot." So where was he? Dead and gone his remains covered by the sands of time.
"Miss Subtracto, please come inside we are waiting for you." She looks up at now open door and stands up walking towards the office as a wolf shaped shadow follows her. Her support unit, Forte had made it in the image of his own Gospel. She notices how nervous her interviewer was at seeing the massive black wolf that follows her.
"Mimir will not harm you unless I ask him to do not worry." She had no doubt this did not ease any of the man's fears at all it did not matter the words seemed hollow to her ears as well. Subtracto walks past the him into the office Mimir following. Inside at the thoughts of her creator she laughed. He wasn't trying to play god he just built her on the only blue prints he could grab that wouldn't be noticed. Or was he? She didn't know, it was a question for another day. Sitting down in the chair she waits for the young man who was to tell her wither she was to be admitted into the hunters.
He seemed nervous as he sits down in the chair looking at her file again then at her. She calmly makes eyes contact and waits. He shivers looking away. "Your score is quite high miss, as high as our highest ranking hunters. You will be part of the newly merged 17/0 unit. One of the commanders of that unit will be here to show you around the complex." As he said this Subtracto heard the sound of heavy footsteps. She did not turn in her chair she merely waited. Focusing her attention on her support unit who was watching the door.
"Evening Allen is this my new rookie?" The voice sounded like it was right behind her. Without a word she stands up and whistles for Mimir to follow. Again Allen looks nervously at the black support unit as it rises on all four legs pacing over to its master. Now and only now did she turn to gaze upon the one whose orders she was to take? He wore crimson colored armor certain parts colored differently a large Z on each shoulder guard. A piece of blue cloth held his long glorious mane of blonde hair back. The sharp panes of his face made him seem like a hawk and his bright blue eyes glittered like chips of ice.
Those same eyes narrowed scanning her over as if to determine how she fought by how she looked. "What's your name solider?" His voice was somewhat deep but still high enough it did not rumble. Subtracto turns full around and calmly salutes the crimson commander. "My name is Subtracto, Commander." Surprised at her very military response he salutes back. "Just call me Zero, rookie."
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*looks up from her desk*
Well what do you think? This is an idea I had a while a ago her background story will be written at a later date so don't worry. And it's summer so I'll probably be throwing these out pretty fast. Well please review this fic and flame me all you please I'm writing this because I feel like it. (
html iWhen the clash of swords echo,
The journey chasing the past ends and,
The journey to know today begins. ~ Legend of dragoon first versei/
A purple haired, young reploid waited for the interviews to call her into the office. At a glance one who think Forte himself was sitting there. Upon closer inspection one would see the armor was similar. Why was she sitting here? To see another side of the conflict her creator had given her knowledge of. Odd for her to think of him now. Forte or as he used to be called "The wily bot." So where was he? Dead and gone his remains covered by the sands of time.
"Miss Subtracto, please come inside we are waiting for you." She looks up at now open door and stands up walking towards the office as a wolf shaped shadow follows her. Her support unit, Forte had made it in the image of his own Gospel. She notices how nervous her interviewer was at seeing the massive black wolf that follows her.
"Mimir will not harm you unless I ask him to do not worry." She had no doubt this did not ease any of the man's fears at all it did not matter the words seemed hollow to her ears as well. Subtracto walks past the him into the office Mimir following. Inside at the thoughts of her creator she laughed. He wasn't trying to play god he just built her on the only blue prints he could grab that wouldn't be noticed. Or was he? She didn't know, it was a question for another day. Sitting down in the chair she waits for the young man who was to tell her wither she was to be admitted into the hunters.
He seemed nervous as he sits down in the chair looking at her file again then at her. She calmly makes eyes contact and waits. He shivers looking away. "Your score is quite high miss, as high as our highest ranking hunters. You will be part of the newly merged 17/0 unit. One of the commanders of that unit will be here to show you around the complex." As he said this Subtracto heard the sound of heavy footsteps. She did not turn in her chair she merely waited. Focusing her attention on her support unit who was watching the door.
"Evening Allen is this my new rookie?" The voice sounded like it was right behind her. Without a word she stands up and whistles for Mimir to follow. Again Allen looks nervously at the black support unit as it rises on all four legs pacing over to its master. Now and only now did she turn to gaze upon the one whose orders she was to take? He wore crimson colored armor certain parts colored differently a large Z on each shoulder guard. A piece of blue cloth held his long glorious mane of blonde hair back. The sharp panes of his face made him seem like a hawk and his bright blue eyes glittered like chips of ice.
Those same eyes narrowed scanning her over as if to determine how she fought by how she looked. "What's your name solider?" His voice was somewhat deep but still high enough it did not rumble. Subtracto turns full around and calmly salutes the crimson commander. "My name is Subtracto, Commander." Surprised at her very military response he salutes back. "Just call me Zero, rookie."
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*looks up from her desk*
Well what do you think? This is an idea I had a while a ago her background story will be written at a later date so don't worry. And it's summer so I'll probably be throwing these out pretty fast. Well please review this fic and flame me all you please I'm writing this because I feel like it. (