Sup. Me again. I know that i completely suck for not updating any of my stories. can't guarantee the same here but i fell in love with this game. i finished it from Ending A to E whilst being IMMENSELY underleveled. but overall i loved my experience, i fell in love with the characters *cough* 2B *cough* and yeah i decided to write something about it. now first thing to note before you read this is this takes place after ending E and also, Devola and Popola are alive. we never really see them die, so i'd like to think that they survived. or if you don't think the same as me i guess you could label this is AU. idk. And second thing is that. I'll be using 4S from the side quest Reconnaissance Squad as a means for the main character. since he doesn' t have that much of a character i'll use him as to my own means so i'll put him under the label of ooc.
"W-… what? Oh… where am I?"
"Analysis: Unit 4S has awoken from Emergency Suspend mode, after suffering damage from a Flight Unit crash."
"I crashed? Oh well that explains the sore body…" 4S says as he slowly stood up, trying to ignore the gaping pain of his body. "Pod, contact the Bunker and relay information about our current status."
"Error: Unable to connect to the Bunker's communication servers."
"What?"
"Error: Unable to connect to the Bunke-"
"Yeah, yeah I get that part! But why?"
"Unknown."
4S sighed in exasperation as he looked around. "Pod, do a scan for any nearby Black Box signals."
"Affirmative. Scanning for traces of Black Box signals."
He started to look around as his small white companion scanned their surroundings, It looked to be that he was still in the City Ruins, near the Factory as it might. But why does everything look so different?
"So, any finds Pod?"
"Analysis: No traces of Black Box signals can be found within a Ten Kilometer radius."
4S held his chin, "That's weird, the last thing I remember was an order for a full scale attack. If that was the case then shouldn't this place be brimming with Black Box signals?" He tried to remember anything he could find within his memory data but came out of a loss. "Pod, how long was I incapacitated?"
"Unit 4S has been in emergency suspend for approximately two months since descent."
4S' stared at his Pod. Complety alarmed "Two months? That long? How?"
"Sustained damage from an aerial assault of new type machine lifeforms, including sustained damage from flight unit crash has resulted in giving Unit 4S a long period of internal repairs done by Pod 024."
"So you saved me?"
"Affirmative."
"Thanks."
"Pod 024 was created to support the assigned unit at all costs."
"Heh, Still Thanks."
"Affirmative."
He managed to limp off for a few meters before he hears an unmistakable clanging noise of a machine's foot. It seemed to be coming from past the fallen highway so he slowly went out to investigate, but what he found was something else entirely.
"KILL… ANDROIDS… KILL…"
"Pain… Pain… Pain…"
"There's a whole swarm of them…" 4S said as he looked down on the immense numbers of machine lifeforms.
"Analysis: Unit 4S should avoid combat due to still faulty NCFS systems."
4S groaned. "Two months and that still hasn't been repaired? Okay I take back what I said to you earlier Pod. Looks like I'm dying either way."
"Proposal: contact the Resistance Camp and ask for a rescue pick up."
4S sighs, well the proposal did make sense. "Alright, Pod try to open a communication link to the Resistance camp."
"Affirmative. Opening communication link." The Pod said before projecting a white screen showing the face of an female android.
"I don't recognize this signal… who is this?" The android's voice said through the comms.
"Hey…" 4S waved through the screen. "Uhm… name's 4S and I uhh kinda need help."
The android's eyebrow raised. "Oh? What seems to be the problem?"
4S sighed. "I just recently woke up from emergency suspend mode, and my NCFS capabilities are still offline. Another thing to note is: There's a fuckton of machines right below me."
"Hmm…" The android in the screen thought about it for a while, before nodding. "Understood. We'll try to send out a rescue team to your location if we could get your current coordinates."
Pod 024 lit up for a moment. "Already done."
The android in the screen nodded again. "I'm Anemone, Leader of the Resistance Camp."
"Well then, Thank you Anemone I appreciate your assistance." 4S smiled.
"With all that's happened, we need all the help we could get, so after we take you in, we're going to make you do jobs to our bidding." Anemone said through the comms.
"Duly noted. Guess something like this doesn't just happen without a price huh?"
"Indeed. Well then, pleasure speaking to you 4S." Anemone said before the transmission was cut off.
4S leaned on the ledge of the highway. "Well that was eventful, now we play the waiting game…" He rested for a while, not noticing the machine that found his presence and was now about to go confront him.
"Kill… Android… Kill…"
The Machine came closer.
4S noticed at the last second as he started to limp away. "Uhh Pod?! Little help here!?"
"Affirmative."
The little Pod started to charge its laser but before it could let loose, the machine was impaled by a Type-3 sword.
"You know, you should really watch out for anything these days." Says an android unit with curly pink hair.
"Are you the one that we were tasked to rescue?" another pink-haired android said.
4S looked at his two saviors they both looked pretty much well the same, face, clothes and all except for the fact that one has curly, unruly hair while the other has silky smooth straight hair. It was then that he realized that they were smirking, why are they smirking? Until he finally realized it. I'm staring aren't I? he sighed as he nodded to their question. "Yeah, I'm 4S. Thanks for the save."
The two looked at each other before smiling at him respectively. The curly one spoke.
"I'm Devola. And this is my sister, Popola." She said as she pointed out to the straight-haired beside her.
"Ready to go?" Popola asked him.
4S nodded again as he limped towards them. "Yeah, let's go."
They both supported him as they began to trek their way back to the Resistance Camp. Though as the three walked, and the Pod floated after them. 4S noticed the large white structure dropped dead center in the middle of the city, he slowly pointed at it.
"Hey uhh, what's that?"
Popola looked at the direction that he was pointing towards to as she began to explain, "Nobody really knows, but at one point a YoRHa unit, two of them went inside. We never saw them come back."
"Oh."
"Me and Devola tried to help one of them inside, 9S was his name. do you know him?"
"9S? I don't think there's anybody in YoRHa that doesn't know him. He was one of the two who took down Adam and Eve after all."
"Hmm…" Devola suddenly hummed.
4S began to once again think as they successfully went past a couple of machines without being detected. "Say…"
"Yeah?" Devola answered.
"What happened during the descent mission?"
Devola and Popola were both quiet as they went in a small alleyway between two buildings, leading to a large clearing filled with androids and tents. The Resistance Camp.
They dropped him off a bed in the medical tent as they both looked at each other before turning to him. "I guess you should go ask Anemone that." They said before Devola raised her hand towards him as it starts to glow.
"But first we have to get you back in shape." She said.
4S' body starts to mildly glow as he feels his internal circuits and his artificial limbs starts to heal. "You're a healer?"
"Well we both are. And best believe that we're the best damn healers around."
4S laughed as his body felt back to normal, and the glowing stopped.
"Analysis: NCFS systems restored. Melee combat capabilities restored. Proposal: Show appreciation to units Devola and Popola for the repairs."
4S nodded as he looked up to the two medical androids as he stood up and held out a hand. "Thanks." He smiled.
The two smiled back as the shook his hand. "No problem. Its kinda like our job anyways."
4S nodded. "Well, I guess its time to meet the leader…"
"Oh well she's at the main tent with the planning table as we like to call it. She's pretty stressed out since the last few months so good luck talking to her."
"Alright, thanks again you two." 4S said one last time as he left the two to converse on their own inside the medical tent. "Now, let's go find out what happened while I was out…"
He walked along the camp as he noticed different tents standing for different reasons, one solely for resources, the others for shops of supplies or weaponry, all in all the camp looked more organized the he thought.
He slowly approached the largest tent in the area, inside was massive table and a few ports areas for research uses. He then saw a familiar face he saw from the transmission.
He slowly reached out to the unit. "Hey uhh, Anemone was it?"
Anemone turned to see him as she a small smile crept up to her face. "Ah, you must be 4S."
4S nodded in return, "Nice place you got here. If there wasn't a war going this place would be a pretty good community."
Anemone laughed, "Indeed. Though with the Machine Network gone, this war will end soon."
4S raised a brow, "The machine network? Gone? When?" He shook his head. "Anyways, I have to contact command. Could you perhaps open your communication channel towards the bunker?"
Anemone bit her lip and shook her head. "That won't be possible."
4S looked at her. "What do you mean?"
Anemone looked at him with sincerity, "All communication channels with the Bunker has been severed during the final descent mission."
4S' face slightly paled. "What… happened during the mission?"
Anemone took a big breath as she released a large sigh. "All YoRHa units that landed were hit with an EMP strike from new type machine units."
She continued without letting 4S talk.
"All affected YoRHa units were hacked and the network was infected by the logic virus, another scanner like you, 9S. told us that the logic virus managed to infect the moon network and everybody inside the Bunker. And as a last resort, the Commander made the Bunker self-destruct to contain the virus."
4S unconsciously releases his held breath. "So you what you're saying is…" He started.
"YoRHa is dead." Anemone finished.
Anemone sighed at the scanner. "I'll leave you alone to think for a while. I think you'll need it."
Anemone left him in the tent.
4S sat down at one of the fold up chairs as he processed the information he was just told.
YoRHa is dead… Everybody… Operator, Commander… There's bound to be someone that survived right?
He shook his head vigorously and looked at Pod. "Pod scan for anything within max range of anything, anything at all relating to YoRHa."
"Affirmative. Scanning surroundings…"
4S tapped his left foot on the ground, losing patience as the minute passes by.
"Scanning complete."
"Find anything!?" He shouted.
"It appears that there are two online support Pods nearing three faint Black Box signals."
"How far?"
"Approximately 25 Kilometers, West. Near the tower and commercial district."
4S stood up, "Alright. Let's go."
"Affirmative."
4S nodded to his floating companion as they both set out to try and see if they're the last fragments of YoRHa left.
"Proposal: Unit 4S should re-stock for necessary supplies needed for the mission."
"Yeah, yeah I get it… Pod, what's the condition of my melee weapons?" 4S says as he heads out for the supply trader in one of the tents.
"Unit 4S' melee weaponry, YoRHa-Issued blade is in pristine condition for combat."
"Good, we're gonna need it."
He reached the supply trader and re-stocked his needed supplies with no problem, and finally headed out of the resistance camp as he headed for the general direction of where the black box signals were.
"This place is awfully quiet, when a while ago we were seeing a bunch of machines…"
"Hypothesis: due to the lack of a machine network. Machine lifeforms will act differently from before, and thus is classified as a larger threat than before."
"You mean because they're more unpredictable now, they're more dangerous?"
"Affirmative."
"Glad to know."
4S continued to try and avoid as much machines as possible, killing only the ones that are necessary and in his way as he made his way nearer and nearer to the Black Box signals.
He reached a building near to what looks to be a communication tower as Pod spoke up.
"It appears that the Black Box signals are on higher levels of this structure."
4S breathed out. "Looks like were climbing then…"
He made his way up the stairs over and over again until he hears a machine's movement on the upper levels.
"Ah shit… to think I was hoping that everything would go out smoothly…" He whispered to himself.
He slowly walked up the stairs to the next level as he tried to be as stealthy as he could.
"Analysis."
Pod's voice echoed inside the building.
The machine's faced their general direction.
4S facepalmed.
"It appears that there are machine lifeforms in this level."
The machines started to head their way
"Yeah, no shit!" 4S shouted as his blade appeared behind him.
"Proposal: Dispose of the machine lifeforms quickly."
"Shut up for a minute Pod and let me concentrate!"
"Understood."
4S sighed as he swung his arm, the blade seemingly like magic floated and followed the movements of his swing without his hand touching the blade itself.
"Pod!"
"Affirmative." A white glow was building up into Pod's small pipe-like hands.
"Go!"
Pod released a beam a that vaporized two machine's as five more crept up.
"Pod cover me!"
"Affirmative. Initiating, covering fire."
4S charged in on the group of machines as Pod began to shoot from its machine gun. The battle itself didn't take too long as the machines were only a bunch of small bipeds, but 4S seemed to be tried from the small battle.
"I guess this is what two months of being online does to you huh?" He questioned himself as he panted.
"Proposal: After this mission, Unit 4S should rest at the location called Resistance Camp."
"Yeah… Okay. Rest sounds nice." He agreed.
4S started to climb up the building once more as the Black Box signals became stronger and stronger until he finally reached the door that leads up to the roof.
"Well, this is it…"
"It appears that the sources of the faint Black Box signals has grown in intensity. Hypothesis: the sources came from offline YoRHa units, that has recently been turned on."
"Alright then… let's meet these Units." 4S held the door knob tight as he spun it around and slowly pushed the door open, the light from the roof shining in the dark building. 4S looked around the roof, and he was met with three YoRHa units, A male, with short white hair wearing the usual YoRHa visor. And two females, one with short hair wearing a gothic lolita outfit also wearing the same standard visor, while the other one with longer hair, with bits of skin peeled of her lower parts and to some of her chest. And they were all staring at him as he looked back.
"You're…"
The long haired one spoke.
"YoRHa?"
And that's a wrap. and i know that i didn't really describe what 4S looks like, well since he's a scanner he generally looks like 9S. but since 9S is a newer model, 4S is just as tall as he is, has the same outfit and everything. the only difference being his black hair
Well leave a review to this story as i still am a relatively new author that's trying to grasp my own writing style, so any constructive criticism is heavily needed. and thanks for reading this first chapter, and hope that i stop being lazy and write a second one.
P.S no pairings. probably.