Creation
By, half-a-recess
>>Disclaimer: Okay, okay, I admit it; I own nothing. It is all Capcom. Don't sue! I only wish very much that Burusu-kun or Enzan-sama belonged to me (but they doesn't ;;).
>>Before we begin: There may end up being some character that I own. Be patient if I don't update. Don't hate me if I don't review to your story (read my profile/bio thingy for an explanation). I'll try to mention special thanksez when I update. This is a story I'm writing because my brain squeals and backs into a little corner when I try to work on The Day's End or my summer homework… blegh… Many thanks!
h-a-r: waves wand frantically
harry: turns into a gnome
h-a-r's wand: giggles and shoots green sparkleys
International Scientific Research and Development Center (ISRDC)
Müchan, Germany
January 12, 2018
3:21A.M.
"We need more power!" Dr. Tadashi Hikari demanded the scientists gathered in the room. Most of the said scientists were running around like madmen, the rest rapidly typing in lines of code, and Dr. Hikari's commands roaring above all the chaos that was the International Scientific Research and Development Center did nothing to improve the situation besides sending more lab coat-clad scientists scattered amidst the crowd.
"If we give it any more power it'll permanently damage the main generator!" exclaimed the scientist placed with the rather hectic and stressful job of Dr. Hikari's main lab assistant. He trembled as Dr. Hikari turned to face him. Dr. Hikari was often a kind old man, reminding many who met him of Santa Clause, with his long white whiskers and full waistline. However, those people rarely, if ever, saw him in this mood of pure determination that always marked the birth of an invention that would change the world.
"More power, Mikhail! If we do not have enough power, we won't even get this project lifted off the ground," Dr. Hikari replied with a strange fire in his eyes. He turned back to face the hustle and bustle of a mess below the open observation deck on which he stood. "This new form of the internet will be like no one ever imagined—like another world, Mikhail. I wish to make the world a better place. I failed in that attempt already once before and paid dearly for it." He paused and clutched something in his pocket, something he never went anywhere without. "More power," he said in a lower tone, only half turning towards his fellow scientist who followed his order this time, signaling to another scientist at the control panel to override the computer's warnings and go over the level.
As predicted, the generator malfunctioned, sending computer screens exploding everywhere and causing scientists to stop in their tracks to look towards the only light which glowed in the center of the room. Even without electricity, the hologram generator in the center of the room still functioned, being run by the project that had obviously come to life. The hologram showed a paneled floor consisting of mostly a blue grid pattern, much like the kind that could be found in the current day video games, on top of which was a city with tall buildings.
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Cyber Universe
January 12, 2018
3:21 A.M.
An explosion rang out through a blank and empty space in between dimensions. Land appeared and collided in milliseconds, throwing dirt and desert sand together haphazardly until at last there was only an endless wasteland, crumbling under the nature of its accidental creation. Data particles floated unconcernedly over gorges and piles of sand and rock. Everything grew just as peaceful as it had been before, just as still and uninhabited. But then…
A light glowed brightly and faded leaving behind a teenage boy kneeling in the dirt and examining his hands with an expression of almost disbelief. He was wearing armor that was mostly red, and after further examination he found that there were crests on his chest and gloved hands, each simply dull silver and empty. He ran a hand through his short hair now looking at his surroundings. The dark sand stretched on forever with a little patch off to the west that appeared to be the remains of a stone building. How curious it seemed that there would be only a speck in the distance of possible civilization, and yet there came the eerie feeling of being watched by something invisible.
Curious—and a little wary—of what else might live in this strange place, the boy stood up shakily and began the journey to the west, hoping that whatever he might find would not be harmful.
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International Scientific Research and Development Center (ISRDC)
Müchan, Germany
January 12, 2018
3:24 A.M.
"It—what is it?" someone asked through the darkness, though it couldn't be certain who.
"This is our city," Dr. Hikari said proudly, now ground level and walking ever closer to the three-dimensional hologram. "Or this is, rather, what it is translated to the cyber world that has just been created."
Whispers traveled through the dark, some excited, some worried, and still others that were almost disappointed at the sight of so many years of research and work only resulting in a simple hologram of the layout of the city.
"Of course, this is only displaying our city," Dr. Hikari explained to some of the more confused scientists. "Inside the internet and everything that is electrical, there now exists another world. I have given a whole new meaning to the internet, and if I am correct—forgive me if I'm wrong—we can fix the power outage by simply working with this hologram."
Even as Dr. Hikari spoke his fingers played with a master keyboard connected directly to the project, making the hologram's view move through the city until it came upon the building they were all positioned in. Remarkably, the internet had already caught on to the fact that there was a power outage in the building and was offering a repair program, which Dr. Hikari selected. Seconds later everyone was blinking in the light that had returned, and the whirring of the undamaged machinery was heard once again. Dr. Hikari smiled and walked out of the door positioned behind him. After so many sleepless nights, a little rest and a healthy breakfast would be nice.
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End chapter 1
Auther's notes: so how was it? Questions, comments, criticism, requests?