Connection Terminated: Vertigo
Sanctuario
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A week ago, the SEA rebels had conceived the basic design and element for A.L.E.C (Advanced Logistics and Electronics Controller), a super-powerful program. A few days ago, they discovered that "Sanctuary", a giant mobile fortress that resembled a large ship / submarine, was developing a special hacking program that would be crucial in the creation of A.L.E.C. A few minutes ago, Wesley, Tyson and Kai had boarded a raiding ship and made their way across the now typhoon stricken seas to infiltrate the floating armament known as "Sanctuary" and capture that valuable packet of code- breaking power.
21:42, beside the hull of Sanctuary, Somewhere in the South China Sea
"All right! Stay on standby as we board Sanctuary!" Wesley shouted to the pilot of the relatively quick and agile boat that they used to come within poking distance of Sanctuary as he and the two former Central China branch rebels climbed up the side of the immense ship, shrugging off the powerful winds and rain that was beating down on them. "Okay! We'll sneak in through that shaft that leads to the maintenance level of Sanctuary and make our way from there!" He continued, shouting to be heard over the storm that raged around them. "I'll handle the guards." Kai responded coldly and reached for the sniper rifle that hung loosely from the back of his form- fitting suit that they (CC rebels) had brought from their old base. "Minimal confrontation, okay? We'll let Kai pick off any sentries with the rifle and if worst comes to worst, I have my revolver and you have your pistols." The SEA rebel branch leader said, turning to Tyson and nodding to the Japanese rebel. "Gotcha." Tyson said and tapped his twin guns for some reassurance before watching Kai easily dispose of the two guards stationed near the small hole. "We're clear, let's go." Kai said blandly before sprinting across the deck of Sanctuary and folding his rifle back into its holster behind him.
High above the quiet and nearly noiseless scene below, two pairs of eyes watched intently from behind light gray facemasks as the three rebels jumped into the tiny shaft that led down to the maintenance deck of Sanctuary. One of the two observers, the sleek light red and orange bodysuit complimenting the person's lithe frame, shifted from the perch on the rooftop and turned to face the other watcher. "And the games begin, sister." A male voice, predominantly Chinese, again, said to his counterpart, who was in an identical uniform, excluding the light blue and orange color scheme. "How true." She replied and the two leaped off from their perch on the rooftop.
21:50, Maintenance deck, Inside Sanctuary, Somewhere in the South China Sea
Tyson Kinomiya pressed his back against the cold wall of the deck, keeping as silent as he could to avoid being noticed by the guards that just passed by the corridor he was standing in a few seconds ago. Quietly attaching a suppressor to one of his shiny silver pistols, he closed his eyes in determination and rushed out, surprising the government soldiers. Two shots quickly shut the mouths of the alerted guards and Tyson shook his head in regret for having spent another pair of human lives. "Never got over that "pity" thing, did you?" Tyson turned around to face Wesley who was running up to him and to the stairs behind the Japanese rebel. "I pity you." He added as he went up the stairs, his antique revolver drawn and ready for fire. Tyson scratched his nose and stared at the rebel in puzzlement as Kai tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, focus. We're not out of the woods yet." Kai said and patted his comrade on the back before running up the stairs to the next floor. ""Out of the woods"?" He repeated, acting in his normal, ignorant way. "Argh, never mind." Kai replied as Tyson chased his two other rebel allies. Suddenly, Wesley grabbed both of them by the collar of their tight uniforms and pushed them into a small broom closet, where the three of them hid for a while. "Damn! Sentries! They'll spot those bodies and WHAM! They'll know we're onboard." Rodriguez said and fingered his revolver. He grinned maniacally and pointed it at Kai's head. "What the fuck?" Kai said as Wesley promptly readied his pistol, the clicking echoing inside the enclosed space. A gunshot reverberated inside Tyson's ears as their "great" leader jerked his gun a few inches to the right at the last moment and ricocheted a shot off the reinforced wall, out of the small gap in the door and straight into the heads of three sentries, walking side by side. Kai presently grabbed Wesley by the throat and glared at him meaningfully before pushing open the door of the cabinet. "Deranged bastard." Kai mumbled as the two other rebels caught up with the irritated former rebel branch leader. "Lighten up." Tyson said cheerily as they shoved the last door that separated them from the supposedly heavily guarded operations deck. "What happened here?" Wesley asked quietly, his voice numb with disbelief as he stared at the bloodstained steel floor and corpses that lay askew across the corridor. "One man did this. Single blade marks across the wall and one set of footprints leading away from the carnage." Kai observed, walking over to a wall and feeling a slash mark on it. "He did it quickly too. The blood smells fresh." Wesley added, not to be outdone by Hiwatari. Tyson's face grew a sickly green as he imagined what his emotionally dead comrades talked about and shook his head to remove the feeling. "Let's forget this and snatch that program! We better get out of this place already." He said hastily, pointing towards the door across the narrow hall. His view was promptly blocked as a red and orange blur dropped from a ventilation shaft, turning around to face the three rebels with a cold, empty facemask. "I think not." The male warrior said icily, reaching for the katana that lay on a sheath on his back. Kai grabbed one of Tyson's pistols and pointed it at the ninja-like person in front of them, eyeing him warily. "You did this, didn't you?" He asked in a cold voice and a laugh broke his train of thought. "If I wanted to stop you, I wouldn't have killed all these people, would I, Kai Hiwatari?" The ninja replied and Kai gritted his teeth, firing shot after shot at the immobile form of the opposing soldier. Steel flew out in a seamless dance as the man blocked the shots of his opponent with ease, probably smirking from behind the mask. "I can vouch for him." They whirled around, Wesley and Tyson drawing their weapons, as a female one dropped from another hole in the ceiling. "GO!" Wesley yelled and he and Tyson fired endlessly at the blue-clad warrior, who, following the feat of her predecessor, deflected each and every shot that came from the muzzles of the rebels' guns with her own silver katana as if an invisible shield surrounded her. "No way!" Tyson shouted in disbelief as the two warriors twirled their swords around for a while and pointed it at the clumped group of rebels. "You can surrender or become a stain on that wall. You choose." The girl added and inched closer for emphasis, the tip of her blade glinting in the fluorescence of the overhead lamps. Tyson raised an eyebrow and grinned at the two before shooting out the lights and kicking open a door in the side of the thin hall. "Get in, I think this leads to the outside!" Tyson said and fired a few more shots into the corridor to confuse the twin assailants.
"Thermal scanning activated. They're heading for the training zone, of all places." The female one said quietly, her eyes watching the red outline of the three rebels from behind the now scarlet heads up display of her helmet. Her teammate smirked under the faceplate and folded his sword back into his sheath and giving chase. "Why are they so stupid all the time?" The first replied and dashed through the interior of the complex.
22:22, Training Deck, Inside Sanctuary, Somewhere in the South China Sea
The three rebels stopped as they entered the spacious training arena for all temporary soldiers aboard Sanctuary, shocked by the sheer emptiness of the humongous training ground. "Welcome to the training grounds, Kai Hiwatari, Tyson Kinomiya and Wesley Rodriguez. Quite large, right?" They looked up to see the two soldiers that they encountered earlier, standing in the midst of the empty observation seats above the central area. Tyson pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the unarmed twosome, staring them down with the same icy glare as Kai. The red one reached for something dangling from his throat and the three rebels immediately assumed a more rigid stance towards the soldier. Kai's eyes narrowed below the two as he noticed a glimmer of red on the silver chain and realized what it was. "A dragon . . . Blaze and Ice." Kai said quietly and Tyson stared at him in pure and honest disbelief. A laugh echoed through the arena and the two reached for a button on the side of their blank white facemasks, activating a filter that revealed their faces. "Ivan was only happy to once again hire the most prolific hunters in the entire world to track and kill you pests. He even supplied us with these new suits." Blaze explained, his mouth curving into a malicious grin. Ice nudged him in the ribs and he nodded in response. "Sorry, back to the point." He apologized and pressed down on his dragon pendant, activating a trapdoor to open from in front of the three rebels. "You know them?" Wesley shouted over the din of the opening floor, clutching his revolver. Kai nodded grimly and reached for his sniper rifle, his eyes simultaneously scanning for the most suitable sniping position. "Long story." He explained as they watched something immense rise from the elevating platform, unwinding from its crouched position. "Luckily enough, you two walked into the testing area for our new anti-Frame machinery. A battle trial and the elimination of three nosy little rebels." Ice said coldly and folded her arms across her chest as she watched the machine rise to its unprotected legs and whir to artificial life. Tyson whacked his head and quickly took aim, taking useless potshots against the unfinished weapon. The bullets bounced off harmlessly and didn't even incur a flinch from the behemoth as it lumbered towards them, unfolding the arm-less shoulders to reveal a huge stock of armaments. "Damn." Wesley commented and rolled to the side as it fired a burst of machine gun fire at him, responding with a well-placed shot to the insides of one shoulder. The spent uranium ammunition ricocheted around the weapons, seriously debilitating the offensive capabilities of the anti-Frame giant. (A/N: Frames are giant mechs that utilize dual intelligence control, in the form of bitbeasts/ programs and humans. See "Connection Terminated") It scoped out the assailant and fired a net designed to capture infantry towards the SEA rebel branch leader, successfully keeping him out of the remainder of the battle as he struggled to break free. A sniper bullet distracted its mechanized thoughts as it pierced a small pneumatic pipe that was somewhere near the core, igniting a berserker kind of attack pattern. Kai quickly ducked under the crate he was pressed against and closed his eyes as a flurry of bullets flew past his previous location. "Tyson! Hit the central area!" Kai yelled, flinching as another burst of fire blasted into the crate that protected him. Tyson, who was hiding under a piece of the ceiling that somehow crashed to the dull blue floor, nodded and loaded his weapons. Tyson rolled out and aimed his weapons for the relatively large generator in the middle portion of the lumbering machine. His shots immediately took effect on the massive armament and forced the robot backwards.
Above the firefight, Ice's eye twitched as she watched the rebels slowly gaining ground and compulsively reached for the Famas repeating pistol at her side. "Not yet." Blaze said calmly and clicked another button on his dragon amulet, activating a mechanism within the folds of metal and steel that was being defeated by the three rebels.
"Aw, c'mon . . ." Tyson groaned as he reloaded his twin pistols and watched sheaths of titanium alloy encase the nearly destroyed war machine. Wesley rolled out of the net that was fired at him and lay crouched on one knee, his single revolver aimed and his face filled with determination. "I have three shots left. Try to make it open its shoulders again." He hissed and Kai rolled his eyes from behind the SEA leader's back. Kai loaded a deep penetration bullet into his sniper rifle and took careful aim at the immense shoulder of the titanic weapon. His finger squeezed on the trigger and the bullet flew out of the muzzle but merely glanced over the new armor plating of the machine. He closed his eyes in meditation, trying to come up with a new plan, and slid back behind his little crate. Tyson took a quick glance at his former leader and shook his head before firing all that was left of his ammunition, also achieving no effect whatsoever. "No. . ." He mumbled and rolled out of the way of the giant's foot, barely escaping a quick transformation into a pancake. Wesley hastily took one more shot at the towering machine and scurried towards the crate that Kai was hiding behind. "Man, God could really give us some help right now." Wesley commented and wiped some sweat off his forehead. Kai gave a derisive snort and reloaded his rifle. "As long as there's no evidence of a higher empirical order, I'm not subscribing to it." Kai replied and slowly brought his finger on the trigger of his rifle, narrowing his eyes as he aimed for his unusual target. In a split second, a lamp above the anti-Frame weapon was snapped off from its cable, plummeting toward its designated victim. "Nice shot." Wesley said and grabbed Kai by the collar, signaling to Tyson and heading for the exit as the anti-Frame armament swayed back and forth from the weight of the lamp that fell on its head (area).
"Now." Blaze said and Ice fired an entire round of bullets at the gate of the exit, causing the door to fall back into place and effectively locking the rebels' in. "Practice makes perfect." She said happily as she watched the trio panic under them. Her twin brother rolled his eyes from behind his facemask and nudged his sister in the ribs. "Three bullets were off target." Blaze taunted and she punched him on the shoulder, glaring at him.
A net encased both Tyson and Kai in one shot as the anti-Frame jogged over to them once more. "Oh hell, hell, hell!" Wesley shouted as he ran away from the relentless fire that stemmed from the shoulders of the gigantic machine. "Oh HELL" He shouted as a few bullets suddenly tore through his right leg like a hot knife through butter and he collapsed, clutching his bleeding wound. "Hell, hell, hell, tarantadong mech! Pag namatay ako, babalik ako para I-disturbo ang mga buhay ninyo!" Wesley cursed in his native language, Filipino, (His curse comes out as something my classmate yelled at me) and raised his arms above his head as the machine edged closer and closer to him. Fortunately enough, part of the ceiling suddenly collapsed and crushed the right shoulder of the anti- Frame. "Anong klase ng demonyo?!?" He cursed instinctively and rolled out of the way of the somewhat enraged machine, getting back up to one knee and reaching for his revolver.
Blaze and Ice's swords were already out as they stared at the gaping hole in the ceiling, which was letting in the raging storm from outside. A lone figure jumped down from the opening and pulled out a silver blade from what was more or less the exact uniform that Blaze and Ice were wearing. "That's another Machina uniform! How'd that person get that?" (A/N: This has something to do with the prologue I'm working on. ^_^) Ice shouted and she jumped onto the railing of the arena and glided down onto the main area.
The silver blade of the single attacker cut through the left shoulder of the damaged machine, causing oil and sparks to fly through the rain-soaked training ground. The white and silver armored soldier landed deftly on both legs and one unused hand, spinning around. Kai pushed off the net from his head and watched in awe as the white soldier spun the gleaming sword in both hands and jumped up above the behemoth. The blade came down in a lethal arc, slicing past the circuits and gears of the neck of the lizard-like machine and down towards the waist of the weapon. It gave a mechanical groan as it swayed back and forth before giving one almighty creak and falling apart into two separate pieces of useless junk. Tyson and Kai quickly freed themselves from the rest of the net and scooped up the injured SEA leader, heading towards the unknown savior. "Thanks, man!" Tyson shouted in honest gratitude as the soldier turned around and deftly tossed a small package to them. "Here is the program. Hurry up escape through the trash chute over there." A familiar male voice responded and pointed toward a small hole in the side of the room. Water-soaked and sweaty, the two rebels carrying their leader ran over to the hole just as Blaze and Ice came leaping down on the still unidentified soldier. He raised his silver blade to block a blow from Ice's own katana and ducked in one fluid motion as Blaze's came swooping down on his head. Spinning around to cut off Blaze's legs, which jumped up instinctively, he came around in a full circle and jumped up with tremendous force. His blade came up like an uppercut, knocking Ice backward. The twin assassins below him immediately jumped up as well but behind the white facemask that so hid his identity, he smirked at them and folded his legs so that his blade would be in directly under him. Gravity pulled him down and his blade slammed into both Ice and Blaze's, removing their defenses for but a fleeting moment. Quickly taking advantage, he released his folded legs and delivered simultaneous kicks to the stomachs of the twins, sending them flying across the training grounds. Folding his blade back into its sheath, the soldier jumped back up into the air, swung on a lamp like an acrobat and sent him through the gaping hole in the roof. (A/N: I want someone to write more action too!)
Blaze got to his feet, clutching his stomach that covered a few broken ribs, and looked up at the ceiling in frustration. He removed his helmet and ran a hand through his sweaty hair before getting up to his feet. "Damn!" Blaze's mouth contorted into a frown and he kicked a piece of debris out of rage. Ice walked over to him, her helmet removed as well, and she scratched the back of her neck. "We need to tell Elmdor to increase our pay for this job." She commented as she stared at the destruction around her that was mostly the work of that lone warrior.
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Exciting, eh? A third party, another government weapon and the return of the two most proficient mercenaries in the future world! By the way, that prologue I'm planning is concentrated around the earlier parts of the war where the Bladebreakers are still just civilians.
Sanctuario
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A week ago, the SEA rebels had conceived the basic design and element for A.L.E.C (Advanced Logistics and Electronics Controller), a super-powerful program. A few days ago, they discovered that "Sanctuary", a giant mobile fortress that resembled a large ship / submarine, was developing a special hacking program that would be crucial in the creation of A.L.E.C. A few minutes ago, Wesley, Tyson and Kai had boarded a raiding ship and made their way across the now typhoon stricken seas to infiltrate the floating armament known as "Sanctuary" and capture that valuable packet of code- breaking power.
21:42, beside the hull of Sanctuary, Somewhere in the South China Sea
"All right! Stay on standby as we board Sanctuary!" Wesley shouted to the pilot of the relatively quick and agile boat that they used to come within poking distance of Sanctuary as he and the two former Central China branch rebels climbed up the side of the immense ship, shrugging off the powerful winds and rain that was beating down on them. "Okay! We'll sneak in through that shaft that leads to the maintenance level of Sanctuary and make our way from there!" He continued, shouting to be heard over the storm that raged around them. "I'll handle the guards." Kai responded coldly and reached for the sniper rifle that hung loosely from the back of his form- fitting suit that they (CC rebels) had brought from their old base. "Minimal confrontation, okay? We'll let Kai pick off any sentries with the rifle and if worst comes to worst, I have my revolver and you have your pistols." The SEA rebel branch leader said, turning to Tyson and nodding to the Japanese rebel. "Gotcha." Tyson said and tapped his twin guns for some reassurance before watching Kai easily dispose of the two guards stationed near the small hole. "We're clear, let's go." Kai said blandly before sprinting across the deck of Sanctuary and folding his rifle back into its holster behind him.
High above the quiet and nearly noiseless scene below, two pairs of eyes watched intently from behind light gray facemasks as the three rebels jumped into the tiny shaft that led down to the maintenance deck of Sanctuary. One of the two observers, the sleek light red and orange bodysuit complimenting the person's lithe frame, shifted from the perch on the rooftop and turned to face the other watcher. "And the games begin, sister." A male voice, predominantly Chinese, again, said to his counterpart, who was in an identical uniform, excluding the light blue and orange color scheme. "How true." She replied and the two leaped off from their perch on the rooftop.
21:50, Maintenance deck, Inside Sanctuary, Somewhere in the South China Sea
Tyson Kinomiya pressed his back against the cold wall of the deck, keeping as silent as he could to avoid being noticed by the guards that just passed by the corridor he was standing in a few seconds ago. Quietly attaching a suppressor to one of his shiny silver pistols, he closed his eyes in determination and rushed out, surprising the government soldiers. Two shots quickly shut the mouths of the alerted guards and Tyson shook his head in regret for having spent another pair of human lives. "Never got over that "pity" thing, did you?" Tyson turned around to face Wesley who was running up to him and to the stairs behind the Japanese rebel. "I pity you." He added as he went up the stairs, his antique revolver drawn and ready for fire. Tyson scratched his nose and stared at the rebel in puzzlement as Kai tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, focus. We're not out of the woods yet." Kai said and patted his comrade on the back before running up the stairs to the next floor. ""Out of the woods"?" He repeated, acting in his normal, ignorant way. "Argh, never mind." Kai replied as Tyson chased his two other rebel allies. Suddenly, Wesley grabbed both of them by the collar of their tight uniforms and pushed them into a small broom closet, where the three of them hid for a while. "Damn! Sentries! They'll spot those bodies and WHAM! They'll know we're onboard." Rodriguez said and fingered his revolver. He grinned maniacally and pointed it at Kai's head. "What the fuck?" Kai said as Wesley promptly readied his pistol, the clicking echoing inside the enclosed space. A gunshot reverberated inside Tyson's ears as their "great" leader jerked his gun a few inches to the right at the last moment and ricocheted a shot off the reinforced wall, out of the small gap in the door and straight into the heads of three sentries, walking side by side. Kai presently grabbed Wesley by the throat and glared at him meaningfully before pushing open the door of the cabinet. "Deranged bastard." Kai mumbled as the two other rebels caught up with the irritated former rebel branch leader. "Lighten up." Tyson said cheerily as they shoved the last door that separated them from the supposedly heavily guarded operations deck. "What happened here?" Wesley asked quietly, his voice numb with disbelief as he stared at the bloodstained steel floor and corpses that lay askew across the corridor. "One man did this. Single blade marks across the wall and one set of footprints leading away from the carnage." Kai observed, walking over to a wall and feeling a slash mark on it. "He did it quickly too. The blood smells fresh." Wesley added, not to be outdone by Hiwatari. Tyson's face grew a sickly green as he imagined what his emotionally dead comrades talked about and shook his head to remove the feeling. "Let's forget this and snatch that program! We better get out of this place already." He said hastily, pointing towards the door across the narrow hall. His view was promptly blocked as a red and orange blur dropped from a ventilation shaft, turning around to face the three rebels with a cold, empty facemask. "I think not." The male warrior said icily, reaching for the katana that lay on a sheath on his back. Kai grabbed one of Tyson's pistols and pointed it at the ninja-like person in front of them, eyeing him warily. "You did this, didn't you?" He asked in a cold voice and a laugh broke his train of thought. "If I wanted to stop you, I wouldn't have killed all these people, would I, Kai Hiwatari?" The ninja replied and Kai gritted his teeth, firing shot after shot at the immobile form of the opposing soldier. Steel flew out in a seamless dance as the man blocked the shots of his opponent with ease, probably smirking from behind the mask. "I can vouch for him." They whirled around, Wesley and Tyson drawing their weapons, as a female one dropped from another hole in the ceiling. "GO!" Wesley yelled and he and Tyson fired endlessly at the blue-clad warrior, who, following the feat of her predecessor, deflected each and every shot that came from the muzzles of the rebels' guns with her own silver katana as if an invisible shield surrounded her. "No way!" Tyson shouted in disbelief as the two warriors twirled their swords around for a while and pointed it at the clumped group of rebels. "You can surrender or become a stain on that wall. You choose." The girl added and inched closer for emphasis, the tip of her blade glinting in the fluorescence of the overhead lamps. Tyson raised an eyebrow and grinned at the two before shooting out the lights and kicking open a door in the side of the thin hall. "Get in, I think this leads to the outside!" Tyson said and fired a few more shots into the corridor to confuse the twin assailants.
"Thermal scanning activated. They're heading for the training zone, of all places." The female one said quietly, her eyes watching the red outline of the three rebels from behind the now scarlet heads up display of her helmet. Her teammate smirked under the faceplate and folded his sword back into his sheath and giving chase. "Why are they so stupid all the time?" The first replied and dashed through the interior of the complex.
22:22, Training Deck, Inside Sanctuary, Somewhere in the South China Sea
The three rebels stopped as they entered the spacious training arena for all temporary soldiers aboard Sanctuary, shocked by the sheer emptiness of the humongous training ground. "Welcome to the training grounds, Kai Hiwatari, Tyson Kinomiya and Wesley Rodriguez. Quite large, right?" They looked up to see the two soldiers that they encountered earlier, standing in the midst of the empty observation seats above the central area. Tyson pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the unarmed twosome, staring them down with the same icy glare as Kai. The red one reached for something dangling from his throat and the three rebels immediately assumed a more rigid stance towards the soldier. Kai's eyes narrowed below the two as he noticed a glimmer of red on the silver chain and realized what it was. "A dragon . . . Blaze and Ice." Kai said quietly and Tyson stared at him in pure and honest disbelief. A laugh echoed through the arena and the two reached for a button on the side of their blank white facemasks, activating a filter that revealed their faces. "Ivan was only happy to once again hire the most prolific hunters in the entire world to track and kill you pests. He even supplied us with these new suits." Blaze explained, his mouth curving into a malicious grin. Ice nudged him in the ribs and he nodded in response. "Sorry, back to the point." He apologized and pressed down on his dragon pendant, activating a trapdoor to open from in front of the three rebels. "You know them?" Wesley shouted over the din of the opening floor, clutching his revolver. Kai nodded grimly and reached for his sniper rifle, his eyes simultaneously scanning for the most suitable sniping position. "Long story." He explained as they watched something immense rise from the elevating platform, unwinding from its crouched position. "Luckily enough, you two walked into the testing area for our new anti-Frame machinery. A battle trial and the elimination of three nosy little rebels." Ice said coldly and folded her arms across her chest as she watched the machine rise to its unprotected legs and whir to artificial life. Tyson whacked his head and quickly took aim, taking useless potshots against the unfinished weapon. The bullets bounced off harmlessly and didn't even incur a flinch from the behemoth as it lumbered towards them, unfolding the arm-less shoulders to reveal a huge stock of armaments. "Damn." Wesley commented and rolled to the side as it fired a burst of machine gun fire at him, responding with a well-placed shot to the insides of one shoulder. The spent uranium ammunition ricocheted around the weapons, seriously debilitating the offensive capabilities of the anti-Frame giant. (A/N: Frames are giant mechs that utilize dual intelligence control, in the form of bitbeasts/ programs and humans. See "Connection Terminated") It scoped out the assailant and fired a net designed to capture infantry towards the SEA rebel branch leader, successfully keeping him out of the remainder of the battle as he struggled to break free. A sniper bullet distracted its mechanized thoughts as it pierced a small pneumatic pipe that was somewhere near the core, igniting a berserker kind of attack pattern. Kai quickly ducked under the crate he was pressed against and closed his eyes as a flurry of bullets flew past his previous location. "Tyson! Hit the central area!" Kai yelled, flinching as another burst of fire blasted into the crate that protected him. Tyson, who was hiding under a piece of the ceiling that somehow crashed to the dull blue floor, nodded and loaded his weapons. Tyson rolled out and aimed his weapons for the relatively large generator in the middle portion of the lumbering machine. His shots immediately took effect on the massive armament and forced the robot backwards.
Above the firefight, Ice's eye twitched as she watched the rebels slowly gaining ground and compulsively reached for the Famas repeating pistol at her side. "Not yet." Blaze said calmly and clicked another button on his dragon amulet, activating a mechanism within the folds of metal and steel that was being defeated by the three rebels.
"Aw, c'mon . . ." Tyson groaned as he reloaded his twin pistols and watched sheaths of titanium alloy encase the nearly destroyed war machine. Wesley rolled out of the net that was fired at him and lay crouched on one knee, his single revolver aimed and his face filled with determination. "I have three shots left. Try to make it open its shoulders again." He hissed and Kai rolled his eyes from behind the SEA leader's back. Kai loaded a deep penetration bullet into his sniper rifle and took careful aim at the immense shoulder of the titanic weapon. His finger squeezed on the trigger and the bullet flew out of the muzzle but merely glanced over the new armor plating of the machine. He closed his eyes in meditation, trying to come up with a new plan, and slid back behind his little crate. Tyson took a quick glance at his former leader and shook his head before firing all that was left of his ammunition, also achieving no effect whatsoever. "No. . ." He mumbled and rolled out of the way of the giant's foot, barely escaping a quick transformation into a pancake. Wesley hastily took one more shot at the towering machine and scurried towards the crate that Kai was hiding behind. "Man, God could really give us some help right now." Wesley commented and wiped some sweat off his forehead. Kai gave a derisive snort and reloaded his rifle. "As long as there's no evidence of a higher empirical order, I'm not subscribing to it." Kai replied and slowly brought his finger on the trigger of his rifle, narrowing his eyes as he aimed for his unusual target. In a split second, a lamp above the anti-Frame weapon was snapped off from its cable, plummeting toward its designated victim. "Nice shot." Wesley said and grabbed Kai by the collar, signaling to Tyson and heading for the exit as the anti-Frame armament swayed back and forth from the weight of the lamp that fell on its head (area).
"Now." Blaze said and Ice fired an entire round of bullets at the gate of the exit, causing the door to fall back into place and effectively locking the rebels' in. "Practice makes perfect." She said happily as she watched the trio panic under them. Her twin brother rolled his eyes from behind his facemask and nudged his sister in the ribs. "Three bullets were off target." Blaze taunted and she punched him on the shoulder, glaring at him.
A net encased both Tyson and Kai in one shot as the anti-Frame jogged over to them once more. "Oh hell, hell, hell!" Wesley shouted as he ran away from the relentless fire that stemmed from the shoulders of the gigantic machine. "Oh HELL" He shouted as a few bullets suddenly tore through his right leg like a hot knife through butter and he collapsed, clutching his bleeding wound. "Hell, hell, hell, tarantadong mech! Pag namatay ako, babalik ako para I-disturbo ang mga buhay ninyo!" Wesley cursed in his native language, Filipino, (His curse comes out as something my classmate yelled at me) and raised his arms above his head as the machine edged closer and closer to him. Fortunately enough, part of the ceiling suddenly collapsed and crushed the right shoulder of the anti- Frame. "Anong klase ng demonyo?!?" He cursed instinctively and rolled out of the way of the somewhat enraged machine, getting back up to one knee and reaching for his revolver.
Blaze and Ice's swords were already out as they stared at the gaping hole in the ceiling, which was letting in the raging storm from outside. A lone figure jumped down from the opening and pulled out a silver blade from what was more or less the exact uniform that Blaze and Ice were wearing. "That's another Machina uniform! How'd that person get that?" (A/N: This has something to do with the prologue I'm working on. ^_^) Ice shouted and she jumped onto the railing of the arena and glided down onto the main area.
The silver blade of the single attacker cut through the left shoulder of the damaged machine, causing oil and sparks to fly through the rain-soaked training ground. The white and silver armored soldier landed deftly on both legs and one unused hand, spinning around. Kai pushed off the net from his head and watched in awe as the white soldier spun the gleaming sword in both hands and jumped up above the behemoth. The blade came down in a lethal arc, slicing past the circuits and gears of the neck of the lizard-like machine and down towards the waist of the weapon. It gave a mechanical groan as it swayed back and forth before giving one almighty creak and falling apart into two separate pieces of useless junk. Tyson and Kai quickly freed themselves from the rest of the net and scooped up the injured SEA leader, heading towards the unknown savior. "Thanks, man!" Tyson shouted in honest gratitude as the soldier turned around and deftly tossed a small package to them. "Here is the program. Hurry up escape through the trash chute over there." A familiar male voice responded and pointed toward a small hole in the side of the room. Water-soaked and sweaty, the two rebels carrying their leader ran over to the hole just as Blaze and Ice came leaping down on the still unidentified soldier. He raised his silver blade to block a blow from Ice's own katana and ducked in one fluid motion as Blaze's came swooping down on his head. Spinning around to cut off Blaze's legs, which jumped up instinctively, he came around in a full circle and jumped up with tremendous force. His blade came up like an uppercut, knocking Ice backward. The twin assassins below him immediately jumped up as well but behind the white facemask that so hid his identity, he smirked at them and folded his legs so that his blade would be in directly under him. Gravity pulled him down and his blade slammed into both Ice and Blaze's, removing their defenses for but a fleeting moment. Quickly taking advantage, he released his folded legs and delivered simultaneous kicks to the stomachs of the twins, sending them flying across the training grounds. Folding his blade back into its sheath, the soldier jumped back up into the air, swung on a lamp like an acrobat and sent him through the gaping hole in the roof. (A/N: I want someone to write more action too!)
Blaze got to his feet, clutching his stomach that covered a few broken ribs, and looked up at the ceiling in frustration. He removed his helmet and ran a hand through his sweaty hair before getting up to his feet. "Damn!" Blaze's mouth contorted into a frown and he kicked a piece of debris out of rage. Ice walked over to him, her helmet removed as well, and she scratched the back of her neck. "We need to tell Elmdor to increase our pay for this job." She commented as she stared at the destruction around her that was mostly the work of that lone warrior.
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Exciting, eh? A third party, another government weapon and the return of the two most proficient mercenaries in the future world! By the way, that prologue I'm planning is concentrated around the earlier parts of the war where the Bladebreakers are still just civilians.