Platinum Deadzone

The world as we know it is constantly changing, sometimes it's just nature running its course, other times it is the resulting scars of major catastrophic events. One such scar is the Platinum Deadzone. Must have been the year 2015 when this behemoth of dead technological matter first came to be, some alien force that was trying to take advantage of a much bigger crisis that occurred only three years prior….the sudden disappearance of the world's greatest heroes. With only a handle of humans with the will and courage to fight the odds were not in the planet's favor as this once living metallic parasite came from the sky, seeking to terra-form the planet into its new body it had already grown into a massive island about a third smaller than Texas close to the eastern side of South America before it was finally silenced by nothing short of a man made miracle.

Now it is just a lifeless rock, what was once living technological matter that was constantly changing its shape is now lifeless metal permanently frozen in place, the whole mass is absolutely dead where nothing moves or grows. The mass takes on every possible shape a land mass could take, every inch, every last piece of the metallic land is a literal abstract art piece onto itself. So many places beyond imagination or even conscious thought at all…..so many places one can easily hide. Shortly after their home in Bangkok was totaled Goku and his family decided to relocate to one of his old haunts here in this Platinum Deadzone. The international quarantine of this entire land mass of steel means nothing to our heroes who are out of options for secure hiding places. Even without Goku's incredible strength to hold back intruders it would be difficult for enemies to even find them as the home they've built for themselves is hidden all too well deep in one of the more twisted structures in the deeper regions.

And it is here is where we can find Terry Jones, the incident in Istanbul left a very big mark on him, a physical mark so deep that he has spent the following month needing help just to eat food and to even brush his teeth. His metahuman abilities rendered useless he cannot escape his newfound status as an amputee. This simply will not do, not when the NPC known as Kill the Beast has finally shown up right outside the doorstep. At this very moment that familiar white aircraft carrier continues to circles the entire Platinum Deadzone like a shark in the water, atop its hull stands the ever stern and war ready white queen Satsuki Kiryuin. By her side is Usagi Tsukino, dressing in a rather lewd bikini sitting in a chair, next to her is a table with a martini drink and a decently sized sniper rifle place upon it. Over the last three days about two fights broke out with Goku and the gang holding the outer line against Satsuki's militant forces. At the current time 6:05 A.M. the twenty fifth of August, 2064 A.D. there stands Goku, Trunks and Sammy atop one of the misshapen cliffs looking down on the white vessel almost as if their eyes are indeed locked with Satsuki's eyes despite the mile distance between them.

Trunks Briefs;
"I still can't believe it's her of all people."

Son Goku;
"It really is a small world."

Sammy 64;
"So are you going to tell me how you know that person?"

Trunks Briefs;
"…..I…..I don't wanna talk about it….."

Son Goku;
"You're gonna have to talk about it sometime Trunks, you can't always just bottle up the pain."

Trunks Briefs;
"I know that but…..Goddammit it's just too painful to even think about."

Son Goku;
"I know. But you've held it in long enough."

Trunks Briefs;
"….well I need something to eat first."

Son Goku;
"Yeah you guys head back I'll keep watch."

The two of them take their leave. Goku stands alone with his back momentarily turned away from the white ship below, he suddenly moves his hand up just as there is a gunshot echoing from far away. He catches a bullet with just his finger and thumb without even looking, turning back towards the white ship. He can see that Usagi is now holding the rifle in hand, as he flicks the caught bullet away he gives a polite smile and hand wave.

As I've said, this place is pretty much a long maze of jagged twists and turns. One will find nothing but a terrain of chaotic shapes that swerve and circle all about and many even straighten out into cubical platforms. There are of course several of these chaotic structures that form into a network of tunnels, many of these run so deep they reach sea level and are flooded with water right from the ocean. In one of these tunnels one would find a hollowed out chamber, the walls look like they were carved and dug into by bare human-like hands that could bend solid steel. The chamber is halfway full of water and big enough to house a decently sized filtering machine of sorts. It swishes water back and forth, drawing most of it in and pushing some of it back out, getting as much salt and whatnot out of the water it sucks up through a small network of pipes that lead right into another chamber. This one filters the water even more just to be sure and then puts it into a boiler, two boilers in fact, as many as it takes to heat all that gathered water to such hot temperatures that not a single strain of bacteria or anything else will even survive this process.

From there the water makes its way through pipes running along nearby tunnels that have been fitted with all manner of wooden stairs and flooring railways going all along this entire section. This section of tunnels is the very lair our heroes now occupy. It's a rather cozy little place, literally like one of those hollowed out tree homes you read about in children's stories or see in big budget fantasy films, only instead of wood it's hardened metal from another world. It's a long tunnel that circles around and leads to a collection of rooms that no household could go without and boasting a few additional bedrooms and guest rooms.

Terry lies in bed in one such room, much like the room he was given in that apartment but sadly without windows to look out of, it's rather depressing. Not that he has much reason to get up in his current condition, the mark of the Keyblade still branded on his head he is now nothing but a human unable to restore his own arms, stuck as an amputee he can do nothing but lie in bed watching Disney movies on old DVDs on a nearby television. Being human again he now needs food. Because he needs help to go to the bathroom and no one wants to even deal with that they just feed him half a Senzu Bean, these strange little beans that Goku has growing in another separate room that are from an ancient recipe rumored to have been created by a mystical cat from the spirit realm. There is so much life sustaining energy in these beans that just half of one allows a human to go on for a whole two days without food and he'll never have to go to the restroom at all. They are the most bland and tasteless thing Terry has ever tasted, he wishes he could just have a goddamn burger or some watermelon or just something! Anything! He just wants to scream but that would do nothing to help him.

Right now he is watching Duck Tales the Movie for about the thirtieth time, he's gotten rather sick of it but it's what Chibi wanted to watch. She was in here with him but Chi Chi asked for a hand with something so it's just him with this movie he just now tunes out. In fact he no longer focuses on it, he only really hears the conversation between Trunks and Sammy just right outside the door. They don't know he is even listening, they forgot to even close the slightly opened door.

Trunks Briefs;
"I only took the name Briefs when I came here from the time warp, thanks to Goku's ties with the major cargo shipping company Capsule Corp me and Chibi were able to get adopted by the Briefs Family. But my real family name…..happens to be Kiryuin."

If it weren't for this crappy movie blaring through the television in Terry's room then the silence would be deafening.

Sammy 64;
"Jesus Vector Sigma Christ."

Trunks Briefs;
"Yeah. I happen to be the son of that White Queen. In fact it was about five years ago from right now in my home dimension when…..she…she gets raped by Vegeta."

Sammy 64;
"That asshole who attacked Terry in Bangkok?"

Trunks Briefs;
"She was intercepting him, at first she easily outclassed him. I was told that during the ensuing fight he managed to unlock his latent Super Saiyan powers and overpowered her own Tyrranux Core. Turns out he was one of those guys who can't stand seeing a woman being stronger than him….so…..he made an example of her."

Sammy 64;
"Oh my God."

Trunks Briefs;
"I'm told it last about an hour, an hour of his wrath being forced into her…..and the shocking part? She took it all without breaking. The most horrible thing to happen to her and yet her iron will weathered it to the bitter end. That's what she told me, I was also told that when he finally stopped he had exhausted all of his newfound Super Saiyan power making it disgustingly easy for her to cut off his head with her own bare fingers. She didn't leave that day unscathed and now she was pregnant…..with me….."

Sammy 64;
"..."

Trunks Briefs;
"She could have easily discarded me before I was even born, I wouldn't blame her if she did. I was the bastard son of a horrible man, a reminder of the horror she had to endure by his hands. But…but she didn't discard me in disgust, not once did she show any hate or remorse towards me…..she loved me regardless…I was her son…."

Picking up the melancholy inflections in Trunks' voice Terry knows that he's trying all he can to not outright drop down crying.

Trunks Briefs;
"And then when I was eight I was ripped from my own time, from my own universe and shoved right smack into this one away from my mother! And now the Satsuki Kiryuin of this time, of this universe, is now my enemy simply because I'm standing between her and her quarry! And all this time I still can't process just what the fuck went wrong to put me in this newfound hell!"

Sammy 64;
"…..do you still blame Terry? Like the Terry you knew?"

Trunks Briefs;
"No…..I could never blame Terry. I can only blame myself. I can only blame my mother and Goku and everyone else…..I especially blame Ryuko…we were suppose to be his family. A real family that didn't shelter their cherished ones from the harshness of reality. But we did, we fucking babied him and treated him like a handicapped child. Always making sure he never had to fight for himself or endure the hardest pain….and then all it took was Ryuko turning on him to send him right into being the most dangerous being the universe has ever known and….."

Sammy 64;
"Wait, Ryuko? As in Matoi Ryuko?"

Trunks Briefs;
"Yeah. She was alive in my universe."

Sammy 64;
"….just how many things are different between our two universes?"

Trunks Briefs;
"….I honestly lost count. We really need to compare notes…."

The white vessel still lingers in close proximity of the Platinum Deadzone. The White Queen still sits atop its outer hull ever watchful and ready for combat. She seems to pay no mind to anything else but the massive metal island before her, she stands motionless carefully studying as many details as her own human eyes can see hoping to catch a glimpse of anything out of the ordinary, anything that might let her find a way to her quarry wherever they are hiding. So far nothing. And then behind her in comes a black shadow, it is her own Black King the nephilim known as Ichigo Kurosaki. He is on one knee bowing his head.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"You've been gone for a month."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"…my deepest apologies…did you get your sword fixed?"

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"Still in the shop, have to rely on this back up for the time being."

The sword she holds doesn't even have a sheath, it looks like it's just a Bokken with no guard made of steel. It looks like a bunch of segmented blocks of technological design, each segment has one small cube like gab along the outer edge, inside are tiny bits of machinery that seem designed to emit some kind of energy in a very specific shape when activated. It's no katana made from the shards of a legendary weapon but it looks more than good enough to suffice.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"And you?"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"…no….they refused to help…."

His own giant knife weapon is on his back held in place by an unseen and silent force needing no actual straps or a magnetic contraption or anything. The blade still has the massive crack going from the middle if its blade all the way through the middle almost reaching the opposite side, it looks like it would just break in two if he uses it one more time. Given his line of work this blade is now useless to him in its current damaged state and worse yet he is unable to even get a suitable replacement. This is no mere sword, it is a piece of a divine metal not of the mortal plain. On top of that it is a piece of his very being, the very wings that his existence as an angelic being grant him merely taking a different combined shape. Without this sword he is an angel with his wings clipped, incomplete and unable to use the very power to cut down his enemies that was given to him, he might as well be a mere mortal.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"It took nearly a whole month for the most mortal of angels of the lowest circle bottom of the barrel in heaven's hierarchy just to tell you 'no'?"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"No it took them at least half a month to finally make my status as a nephilim to be cleared and authorized and then I could get an actual 'license' to be a true angel in the eyes of their bureaucracy. Then it took about the rest of the time to get me to have an audience with the supposed 'Royal Guard', namely the man who invented the method of turning an angel's wings into a sword to cut souls."

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"And what did he say?"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"…no. I'm only half an angel, I will never be worthy to even have Angel Wings to begin with let alone get these wings of mine fixed. In fact until I find out how to become worthy in his eyes I'm never allowed to set foot into their realm ever again."

Upon hearing this Satsuki is utterly disgusted.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"I knew this would happened, you should have never turned to those useless pig headed aristocrats for help."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"They are the true angels that ferry the souls to what awaits, I had to at least try to go through their official channels."

Ichigo can't help but feel ashamed for not succeeding in his endeavor.

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"I'm sorry for becoming so useless."

At last she turns around to face him.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"This will not do, I need you by my side in this fight…..meaning I have no choice but to call….Him…."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Him?"

Another person comes up from below deck, Satsuki's butler with a tray, a small pot of tea and a single cup rested upon it. She goes towards the butler and takes up the small cup.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"A man who has…..a specific approach and method in spreading the word of Jesus Christ…..one that is not too far removed from your own. He might be able to repair your Wings."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Whoa hold up, are you saying I go behind the backs of the 13th Circle of Heaven to get my Angel Wings fixed?! After what I had to go through they finally gave me their blessing and made me an official angel in their network!"

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"And they still left you high and dry for your trouble, your wings still just one touch away of being clipped! Unacceptable!"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"…..I have long time friends, associated with and within the 13th Circle. They will think of this as the most grievous betrayal…."

Satsuki gives Ichigo a stern look, one with a hint of melancholy. The tone in her voice is blunt.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"Long time friends huh? Friends that would feel nothing but betrayal if you went behind their backs? Tell me Ichigo…..while you were forced to suffer the horror and pain of killing Ryuko, the girl you loved with all your heart, where were these 'friends'? Did any of them even bother to try and help when you and Ryuko needed them most?"

Ichigo does not answer with words, the hint of a deep sorrow that shows up in his eyes at this moment provides the answer for him. Satsuki then puts her hand on his shoulder seemingly to comfort him.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"I figured that was the case, as such I have no qualms with going behind their backs…..and neither should you. You need to be whole again, for Ryuko's sake. Are you with me?"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"….yes…..I am…."

And with that she drinks down all the tea in her cup and then sits it on the tray in the butler's grasp.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"Mitsuko, I need you to contact the Iscariot, I must have an audience with Him."

Mitsuko Soroi;
"Are you sure you want to bring him into this? Any involvement he'll have in our current business could prove to be…..most chaotic…."

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"I am at war with the most dangerous monster this planet has ever known and my most important ally is currently crippled, I don't care about the risk. Make the call."

Mitsuko Soroi;
"Yes my Lady."

And though he had just arrive already the butler makes his leave, leaving the two young warriors alone on the deck. They stand side by side motionless carefully studying as many details as their own human eyes of the massive metal island before them.

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"So he's in there somewhere?"

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"He's been there for about a month. I can only wonder just what it is he and his little friends are doing right now…."

It is now several hours later and the sun is setting on the Platinum Deadzone, the tale that trunks had to tell was….staggering. The difference between the two universes was literally like night and day, Trunks' tale was of a boy named Terry that after his first "death" became a creature who days later would go on a rampage that erased Tokyo off the face of the map. From there it goes even more downhill from there with very few ups, a long tragic story that ultimately leads to the near destruction of a neighboring galaxy just to end the life of a Beast too far gone down the dark path to come back. And of course as the two talked and talked about all this there was one single detail that truly separated these two diverging paths. One primary destiny factor that caused such a drastic split.

Trunks Briefs;
"Of course. It all makes sense now. It's all because of her, because of this Virus person. This universe's Aliantrice Zephirot. From the moment I finally got to know your Terry I saw a drastic difference in him, some hint of maturity that the Terry I knew never had. And of course it's because my Terry had an incompetent surrogate family, we just didn't know what the hell we were doing we just played everything by ear! But in this universe, because of some stable time loop, Terry is allowed to have a surrogate parent who knew exactly what he needed! But now she's gone and without her to keep him in check then what happened in my universe could still happen in this one! There's no other option here! We have to bring back Aliantrice Zephirot!"

Sammy 64;
"But she's dead, you can't bring back the dead right?"

Trunks Briefs;
"If she were a human being that would ring true but in this case we just might pull it off, she is after all a machine! A man made automaton, gears and clockwork! Logically there's no reason we cannot just repair her body and reboot her good as new!"

Sammy 64;
"Well that's easier said than done she's a being from the future, can we even obtain the tech needed to revive her? And even if we did what's to say she won't just reboot to the point she is restored to her original self before Terry changed her? What if her CPU is completely fried?"

Trunks Briefs;
"I know it's a long shot and I know the risks, but we got nothing else Sammy. For Godsakes we got him in this damn hole in the ground with his arms severed and his powers silenced. And if it ain't Kill the Beast knocking on our doorstep it will be someone else whose after Terry's power or whatever. We're the only people in this or any galaxy trying to preserve the peace in this situation and we need to do what needs to be done."

She stands there trying to take it all in, what he's asking is quite a daunting task that would take nothing less than a miracle to pull off.

Sammy 64;
"Where do we even begin?"

Trunks Briefs;
"With WASP, if they have Terry's sister with them then no doubt they have Aliantrice's body! We need to appeal to them to help us repair her. It should be fine, Goku has done them favors in the past. It's the only chance we got."

Sammy 64;
"Well what are we gonna do with Terry?"

Trunks Briefs;
"Shit I dunno…..for the time being just me and Goku go to WASP while you and Chibi stay here. Goku knows some guys from the Tenkaichi Budokai circuits he can call in for back up. We need to at least give this a shot…."

His words offer much promise of success, she still has nothing but doubt that this will even work….

Sammy 64;
"Yeah, we do."

Having come to an agreement the two then split, Trunks goes to speak with Goku about when they can go forward with their plan and Sammy returns to Terry's current quarters. Still laying on the bed just like he was earlier, nothing has changed other than now the movie Cinderella III is currently on pause on the television since again it was Chibi's turn to pick the movie. Frankly he can't believe that he's even watching this after years of avoiding it like the plague or that it isn't making him want to bash his own head in. It's weird how decent this movie is turning out to be.

Sammy 64;
"Where's Chibi?"

Terry Jones;
"She had to go to the bathroom."

Sammy 64;
"Okay then, Terry I wanna ask you something."

Terry Jones;
"Already then."

She then goes and lays next to Terry on the bed, on her side and resting her head on another pillow she looks him in the eye.

Sammy 64;
"Do you….do you ever think about bringing Virus back?"

Terry Jones;
"..."

Sammy 64;
"C'mon I'm being serious."

Terry Jones;
"She's dead, nothing I can do about it."

Sammy 64;
"But Terry she's a robot. Technically if there was a way to bring her back-"

Terry Jones;
"Even if there was there's just too much shit we have to deal with as it is."

Sammy 64;
"I know, but Terry she's been more than just a dear friend, frankly we are lost without her."

Terry Jones;
"..."

Sammy 64;
"If there was a chance we could bring her back, get her damaged parts and reboot her or whatever…"

Terry Jones;
"…..I would like nothing better than to bring Virus back. But…even if we even succeed in rebuilding her, the Virus we know-"

Sammy places a finger on his lips.

Sammy 64;
"Might be gone forever anyway I know. I was talking to Trunks about it and he believes we should go for it. He and Goku are gonna go consort with WASP about it."

Terry Jones;
"…..well…..if they want to help then…I guess we're already going for it huh?"

Sammy 64;
"Yep. For now we just sit tight and wait for them to come back."

Terry Jones;
"I hope this even works."

Sammy 64;
"…so do I…."

And with that they stopped talking, Sammy didn't take her leave and instead continued to lay there on the bed beside Terry. The two waiting for Chibi to return so they don't have to stare at this freeze frame of the movie.

Sammy 64;
"What is this movie even about?"

Terry Jones;
"The Fairy Godmother stupidly drops her magic wand and the Evil Stepmother gets a hold of it, uses it to rewrite history and replace Cinderella with Anastasia. Shenanigans ensue."

Sammy 64;
"Sounds fun."

Terry Jones;
"Only good one of these crappy sequels we've watched so far."

And when Chibi finally came back they continued watching the movie, after that they let Sammy pick out the next one, the cover to Equestria Girls caught her eye. They hated all the musical numbers and the ending dragged.

It was Sammy's turn to take watch. It was the dead of night with the moon shinning its somber light, she was all alone on the Deadzone's highest point, from her vantage point she can see that white vessel still circling the island in clear view. It is so far away but not so far that she can't make out the two figures standing on the deck, the White Queen and that half angel guy with the big sword. There is a tiny rock on the ground close to Sammy's feet, she picks it up and with all the strength she can muster flings it right at the White Queen on the deck. The figure just uses the weapon in her hand to knock the rock right back, it almost grazed Sammy's cheek. The two opposing sides exchange middle fingers.

Ryoko Hakubi;
"So this is what you've been up to these days?"

It was a raspy and coarse voice yet still feminine and sensual in each vocal delivery of each word, a voice that was familiar to Sammy. Standing just a little bit below Sammy's high perch is a woman that seemingly came out of thin air. She looked human and yet alien at the same time, her eyes had this feline quality that gave off warnings of intense danger to any who dare even look her in the eye. Her ears were unusually long like the ears of a mouse, her hairstyle is a rather light shade of bluish green teal and is rather outrageously unkept, frankly she looks like a humanized Sonic the Hedgehog with those big quill-shaped clusters of hair coming out the back of her head. Her attire is unusual as well, some kind of regal outfit with a skin tight suit underneath, her plunging neckline showing perky breast cleavage as it goes down to a kimono sash wrapped around her waist. Sammy had her back turned to this person and did not bother to look back, not that she needed to even look to know who it was standing behind her.

Ryoko Hakubi;
"Never thought I'd see the great and powerful Samael playing baby sitter to some earth brat."

Sammy 64;
"Sectron Arsenal Mechanoid No. 64."

Ryoko Hakubi;
"Excuse me?"

Sammy 64;
"My name, my classification is Sectron Arsenal Mechanoid No. 64!"

Upon hearing that the strange woman just lets out a most loud bellowing laugh that echoed clear across the metal landscape.

Ryoko Hakubi;
"Oh that's just adorable! You gave yourself a phony balony name to go with this phony balony new identity of yours!"

Sammy could feel her blood start to boil with each word this damn woman speaks, so much so her arm slightly crackles with electrical power.

Ryoko Hakubi;
"Ooooo, am I about to suffer the wrath of the 'new and improved' Samael?"

And with that Sammy's arm changes into a cannon in an instant, the shot she fires is as fast as lightning and loud as thunder. But it only ends up hitting an invisible force field leaving the woman untouched. There s a moment of intense silence as Sammy slowly returns her arm to its normal configuration.

Sammy 64;
"Samael doesn't exist! I am the Sectron Arsenal Mechanoid No. 64, remember that less you no longer wish to live!"

The woman just gives a friendly smirk.

Ryoko Hakubi;
"In any case it's good to see you, old friend."

Sammy 64;
"Yeah right, what do you want?"

And like that the woman disappears and appears right in Sammy's face, she seems to have no concept of personal space.

Ryoko Hakubi;
"I was here since last morning, I know everything."

Sammy 64;
"So?"

Ryoko Hakubi;
"Well with your little predicament and my own we have a nice little 'I-scratch-your-back-you-scratch-mine' deal we can work out."

Sammy 64;
"Is that right?"

Ryoko Hakubi;
"Tell me have you heard of the Dragon Balls?"