Author's Notes: I'll try to include the other big boys of the Symbiotic Order into the story as well. On with the story!
Disclaimers: Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, Rifts RPG belongs to Kevin Siembieda and Palladium Books, the Symbiotic Order is based loosely on original concepts created by Marvel Comics, physical appearances of Parallax, Nexus, Raganok, Shyft and Omicron are based on original designs by Mainframe Entertainment and Akira Toriyama. Heck, the individual names for the series come from Wizards of the Coast!! So please don't sue me!!!
Consecutive Battles - Temporal Aperture
"So you lost him and Pluto?" Raganok's tone was practically filled with pure venom. "You do recall that the Temporal Warrior is a highly skilled, powerful and resourceful human. He is not going to be easy to secure." Raganok gave Shyft an icy look before reluctantly agreeing. "So how are we going to go about tracking him?" His energy staff crackled with a bit of energy, reflecting the user's frustration. (for Raganok's appearance, think a code master from "ReBoot")
"Do not worry yourself with such matters, my friend." Omicron looked up from his laptop computer. "All you have to do is concentrate on the assimilation of this world while the matter regarding the Temporal Warrior will be handled by someone competent." Raganok raised an eyebrow. (yes, code masters kind of have eyebrows) "What makes you think you can do any better? For all we know, he could have already left this world!!"
Omicron got up, allowing his tail to unfold. (the guy looks like Cell, after absorbing 17) "I've sent symbiotes to worlds which we have yet to conquer. They will overtake a host and scout the area for interdimensional rifts. They will report once a day, depending on how long one day in that world lasts." Raganok shook his head. "This will undoubtedly take too long."
"In that case, we simply take over another world. The scouts will also be sending useful data about that particular world to us." Omicron gave a small smile. "If we do detect the Temporal Warrior, then we'll divert 30% of our army just for him." Shyft crossed his arms. "I would have thought that 20% of our army would suffice."
"You would have to take in the fact that he's a genetically engineered demi-God. If we cannot defeat him in magic, physical prowess or psionic capability, then we must overpower him with sheer numbers." Nexus glared at Shyft. "We are not to take him lightly." Shyft muttered an apology.
Nexus (think Cell, final stage after absorbing 17 & 18) entered a few keys into the central computer. He pulled up the data from an old experiment. "It is not certain how powerful he has become." Raganok gave a small snarl. "Nothing is certain about him anymore!! It has been 12 years since the Temporal Guild sent the sailors to raid the laboratory on Earth G-8. By the time we found the Guild's headquarters, the child has already grown up to be an adolescent. He was far more controllable as a toddler. Who knows if we can still exert that type of control at all?" Nexus ignored the statement and continued making estimated calculations about the Warrior's present state.
I slowly woke up in an alley. The little drips of water dropping from the pipe above me were able to wake me up. I would have gotten up anyway. I can resist fatigue for a week. Longer as I become older. All I really need is about four hours of sleep a day. I pulled myself together and went out to grab a small breakfast. Nutrition is no big deal for me. I can resist hunger for a while. One of my psionic abilities.
I took out my laptop computer and proceeded to hack into the local bank's systems for some quick cash. I always thought dragging around the laptop was a pain in the ass but sometimes, it came in handy. After grabbing about five thousand American, I was about to head out when my sixth sense kicked in. It just gives me a quick warning that something is not right. I focused my senses on the foreign aura. It confirmed my suspicions. A scout for the Symbiotic Order is on this planet. (due to the fact I don't know enough about the Japanese Sailor Moon, I am forced to use the dubbed version by Cloverway. Sorry for anyone who wanted Japanese)
"He vanished into thin air. I wasn't exactly sure what he was talking about but when I checked the flow of time, a temporal aperture has been created and the future of Crystal Tokyo is now in a state of flux or in simple terms, a liquid state. With his arrival, he has disrupted the events of this world. I am still unsure as to what his intentions are." Trista took a sip of her tea to calm herself down.
"There's no way one single guy is going to wreck our future!!" Raye blinked in surprise. "Unbelievable. Meatball head is actually focused on something other than Darien and food!" Serena glared at the priestess. "And what is that supposed to mean?" "Enough bickering. We need to find out who this stranger is and what his plans are. It's going to be difficult since he doesn't exist in any of the timelines that Trista knows of," stated Amy.
"If Trista doesn't even know who this guy is, how are we going to do any better?" "I'm not exactly sure about that, Lita," confessed the blue-haired girl. "Don't worry, Amy. You'll eventually come up with something. You always do!" Mina gave a warm smile. The scout communicators began to beep. Michelle's face came up upon the monitor. "There's some sort of crisis near the park. It could be the person that's disrupting the future!"
The park looked so quiet when I got here. Sun shining, birds singing, couples kissing, that sort of stuff. It almost looked like the Guild's greenhouse where Murray would invite me and some of my colleagues over to enjoy the scenery and play a bit of soccer. I cleared my head of that memory and started reaching out for the unknown aura. Sure enough, it pointed me to a man taking photographs of the park. He instantly froze when he saw me.
Now comes the hard part. Killing an innocent. Normally, I wouldn't have to do that. The Sonic Grenade would be able to separate the symbiote in about ten seconds. Then it would only take one shot with the Portable Laser Torch to finish it. I didn't have enough time to locate places which had the components I needed. It only takes me five to ten minutes to cobble together a Sonic Grenade with the pieces available to me. I gave a small sigh as I drew a weapon. "Let's get this over with, shall we?" It was obvious what he did next.
I took an aimed shot with the Particle Beam Rifle and hit his leg. Still, he kept on running. I quickly scanned the armour he was wearing. An IA-100 model. Fairly strong and very light. But against a demi-God with a near unlimited supply of weapons, the opponent would only last about three minutes. Maximum.
I decided to try something with a longer range. The "Dragonfire" Flame-thrower should do the trick. I took a shot and hit the guy directly in the head. He still kept on running. I found out that the Flame-thrower only blew away two-thirds of his helmet mega-damage capacity. Helmets are usually invisible but they are a handy accessory. Their mega-damage capacity is half that of the main body armour.
It didn't take me too long to catch up to him. When your speed has been maximized to outrun even the fastest super saiyan (that concept belongs to Akira Toriyama), it doesn't take that long to outrun a man who could only run at 10 km/h. "Hold it, right there!!" Great, the local authorities. When I glanced behind my back, I noticed ten girls in mini-skirts. Even the Symbiotic Order's scout was confused.
"How dare you hunt down an innocent man like this!! I'm Sailor Moon, the champion of love and justice!!" Blah, blah, blah...I kind of zoned out because I never listen to speeches. Heck, I fell asleep when Pluto was lecturing me about how far I can go with my pranks at the Temporal Guild. I noticed that the scout is still utterly confused about the speeches and posing those girls were doing.
The Flame-thrower was replaced in the dimensional pocket where it was stored. Whenever I have huge weapons, I place them in dimensional pockets for storage. Much handier this way. I drew a Particle Beam Pistol out. Before any of the girls could react, I fired a shot at the man's head. It took the remaining armour off his helmet and shattered his brains, leaving a disgusting mess all over the grass. The looks on the girls' faces...oh dear God, it was priceless!! The symbiote tried to slither away but I finished it with another shot from the Particle Beam Pistol. The disintegration didn't take long.
I turned to the stunned girls. "You know, you should take a look at your faces when I blew up the guy's head. I'm sure Pluto can rewind that moment so you can see for yourselves. And thanks for distracting the guy long enough for me to finish the job!! You might want to extend your speeches when the bigger soldiers come for a game. Should give me enough time to blow them up too!!!" I started to fly away, still laughing my head off. Flying's no big deal when your genes include the most powerful dragon species that ever lived. That reminded me, I still had to find components for my Sonic Grenades. I hope that Dr. Tomoe would be willing to spare me a few parts. After all, his scientific resources expanded greatly when Pharaoh 90 took over and Pharaoh 90 was an interdimensional being.
"Hmmmmm...I lost the signal for the scout on Earth Q-7," murmured Omicron. Raganok's eyes widened. "I think we struck gold!!" Parallax entered the room, his blue eyes sensing the unusual energy reading from that world. (for physical appearance, think Gigabyte from "ReBoot") "Gentlemen, the Gods of fortune have indeed smiled upon us today. Regroup the troops on this world and prepare for interdimensional transport. Also, prepare a dampening field to surround that world. I don't want to spend another 12 years tracking him." The mood of the central command unit had considerably brightened. Looks like the day's not turning into a total waste.
Questions? Comments? Flames? (Minor ones, please) Write it all in your review!
Disclaimers: Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, Rifts RPG belongs to Kevin Siembieda and Palladium Books, the Symbiotic Order is based loosely on original concepts created by Marvel Comics, physical appearances of Parallax, Nexus, Raganok, Shyft and Omicron are based on original designs by Mainframe Entertainment and Akira Toriyama. Heck, the individual names for the series come from Wizards of the Coast!! So please don't sue me!!!
Consecutive Battles - Temporal Aperture
"So you lost him and Pluto?" Raganok's tone was practically filled with pure venom. "You do recall that the Temporal Warrior is a highly skilled, powerful and resourceful human. He is not going to be easy to secure." Raganok gave Shyft an icy look before reluctantly agreeing. "So how are we going to go about tracking him?" His energy staff crackled with a bit of energy, reflecting the user's frustration. (for Raganok's appearance, think a code master from "ReBoot")
"Do not worry yourself with such matters, my friend." Omicron looked up from his laptop computer. "All you have to do is concentrate on the assimilation of this world while the matter regarding the Temporal Warrior will be handled by someone competent." Raganok raised an eyebrow. (yes, code masters kind of have eyebrows) "What makes you think you can do any better? For all we know, he could have already left this world!!"
Omicron got up, allowing his tail to unfold. (the guy looks like Cell, after absorbing 17) "I've sent symbiotes to worlds which we have yet to conquer. They will overtake a host and scout the area for interdimensional rifts. They will report once a day, depending on how long one day in that world lasts." Raganok shook his head. "This will undoubtedly take too long."
"In that case, we simply take over another world. The scouts will also be sending useful data about that particular world to us." Omicron gave a small smile. "If we do detect the Temporal Warrior, then we'll divert 30% of our army just for him." Shyft crossed his arms. "I would have thought that 20% of our army would suffice."
"You would have to take in the fact that he's a genetically engineered demi-God. If we cannot defeat him in magic, physical prowess or psionic capability, then we must overpower him with sheer numbers." Nexus glared at Shyft. "We are not to take him lightly." Shyft muttered an apology.
Nexus (think Cell, final stage after absorbing 17 & 18) entered a few keys into the central computer. He pulled up the data from an old experiment. "It is not certain how powerful he has become." Raganok gave a small snarl. "Nothing is certain about him anymore!! It has been 12 years since the Temporal Guild sent the sailors to raid the laboratory on Earth G-8. By the time we found the Guild's headquarters, the child has already grown up to be an adolescent. He was far more controllable as a toddler. Who knows if we can still exert that type of control at all?" Nexus ignored the statement and continued making estimated calculations about the Warrior's present state.
I slowly woke up in an alley. The little drips of water dropping from the pipe above me were able to wake me up. I would have gotten up anyway. I can resist fatigue for a week. Longer as I become older. All I really need is about four hours of sleep a day. I pulled myself together and went out to grab a small breakfast. Nutrition is no big deal for me. I can resist hunger for a while. One of my psionic abilities.
I took out my laptop computer and proceeded to hack into the local bank's systems for some quick cash. I always thought dragging around the laptop was a pain in the ass but sometimes, it came in handy. After grabbing about five thousand American, I was about to head out when my sixth sense kicked in. It just gives me a quick warning that something is not right. I focused my senses on the foreign aura. It confirmed my suspicions. A scout for the Symbiotic Order is on this planet. (due to the fact I don't know enough about the Japanese Sailor Moon, I am forced to use the dubbed version by Cloverway. Sorry for anyone who wanted Japanese)
"He vanished into thin air. I wasn't exactly sure what he was talking about but when I checked the flow of time, a temporal aperture has been created and the future of Crystal Tokyo is now in a state of flux or in simple terms, a liquid state. With his arrival, he has disrupted the events of this world. I am still unsure as to what his intentions are." Trista took a sip of her tea to calm herself down.
"There's no way one single guy is going to wreck our future!!" Raye blinked in surprise. "Unbelievable. Meatball head is actually focused on something other than Darien and food!" Serena glared at the priestess. "And what is that supposed to mean?" "Enough bickering. We need to find out who this stranger is and what his plans are. It's going to be difficult since he doesn't exist in any of the timelines that Trista knows of," stated Amy.
"If Trista doesn't even know who this guy is, how are we going to do any better?" "I'm not exactly sure about that, Lita," confessed the blue-haired girl. "Don't worry, Amy. You'll eventually come up with something. You always do!" Mina gave a warm smile. The scout communicators began to beep. Michelle's face came up upon the monitor. "There's some sort of crisis near the park. It could be the person that's disrupting the future!"
The park looked so quiet when I got here. Sun shining, birds singing, couples kissing, that sort of stuff. It almost looked like the Guild's greenhouse where Murray would invite me and some of my colleagues over to enjoy the scenery and play a bit of soccer. I cleared my head of that memory and started reaching out for the unknown aura. Sure enough, it pointed me to a man taking photographs of the park. He instantly froze when he saw me.
Now comes the hard part. Killing an innocent. Normally, I wouldn't have to do that. The Sonic Grenade would be able to separate the symbiote in about ten seconds. Then it would only take one shot with the Portable Laser Torch to finish it. I didn't have enough time to locate places which had the components I needed. It only takes me five to ten minutes to cobble together a Sonic Grenade with the pieces available to me. I gave a small sigh as I drew a weapon. "Let's get this over with, shall we?" It was obvious what he did next.
I took an aimed shot with the Particle Beam Rifle and hit his leg. Still, he kept on running. I quickly scanned the armour he was wearing. An IA-100 model. Fairly strong and very light. But against a demi-God with a near unlimited supply of weapons, the opponent would only last about three minutes. Maximum.
I decided to try something with a longer range. The "Dragonfire" Flame-thrower should do the trick. I took a shot and hit the guy directly in the head. He still kept on running. I found out that the Flame-thrower only blew away two-thirds of his helmet mega-damage capacity. Helmets are usually invisible but they are a handy accessory. Their mega-damage capacity is half that of the main body armour.
It didn't take me too long to catch up to him. When your speed has been maximized to outrun even the fastest super saiyan (that concept belongs to Akira Toriyama), it doesn't take that long to outrun a man who could only run at 10 km/h. "Hold it, right there!!" Great, the local authorities. When I glanced behind my back, I noticed ten girls in mini-skirts. Even the Symbiotic Order's scout was confused.
"How dare you hunt down an innocent man like this!! I'm Sailor Moon, the champion of love and justice!!" Blah, blah, blah...I kind of zoned out because I never listen to speeches. Heck, I fell asleep when Pluto was lecturing me about how far I can go with my pranks at the Temporal Guild. I noticed that the scout is still utterly confused about the speeches and posing those girls were doing.
The Flame-thrower was replaced in the dimensional pocket where it was stored. Whenever I have huge weapons, I place them in dimensional pockets for storage. Much handier this way. I drew a Particle Beam Pistol out. Before any of the girls could react, I fired a shot at the man's head. It took the remaining armour off his helmet and shattered his brains, leaving a disgusting mess all over the grass. The looks on the girls' faces...oh dear God, it was priceless!! The symbiote tried to slither away but I finished it with another shot from the Particle Beam Pistol. The disintegration didn't take long.
I turned to the stunned girls. "You know, you should take a look at your faces when I blew up the guy's head. I'm sure Pluto can rewind that moment so you can see for yourselves. And thanks for distracting the guy long enough for me to finish the job!! You might want to extend your speeches when the bigger soldiers come for a game. Should give me enough time to blow them up too!!!" I started to fly away, still laughing my head off. Flying's no big deal when your genes include the most powerful dragon species that ever lived. That reminded me, I still had to find components for my Sonic Grenades. I hope that Dr. Tomoe would be willing to spare me a few parts. After all, his scientific resources expanded greatly when Pharaoh 90 took over and Pharaoh 90 was an interdimensional being.
"Hmmmmm...I lost the signal for the scout on Earth Q-7," murmured Omicron. Raganok's eyes widened. "I think we struck gold!!" Parallax entered the room, his blue eyes sensing the unusual energy reading from that world. (for physical appearance, think Gigabyte from "ReBoot") "Gentlemen, the Gods of fortune have indeed smiled upon us today. Regroup the troops on this world and prepare for interdimensional transport. Also, prepare a dampening field to surround that world. I don't want to spend another 12 years tracking him." The mood of the central command unit had considerably brightened. Looks like the day's not turning into a total waste.
Questions? Comments? Flames? (Minor ones, please) Write it all in your review!