New World Order:
AN: I do not own anything related to PSO except a few characters and a Hunter's License, so DON'T SUE ME!
AN2 (Readers, please read): Also, this happens after MiniBert's series of three, so just know who these people are. I'm asking you to disregard Kink in Time, for I failed to progress the story at all in my mind, and so had nowhere to go with it. This story actually follows the PSO story and is a three 'book' story. Now on with the show.
Prologue: The New Assignment:
Vahn scratched his head and turned on the computer. He was sick of the petty missions he had gotten recently. He was also bored with the weapon restrictions that had been laid down, only basic photon weapons, Lasers, Handguns etc. he was SICK of it. Not being able to use his Yasminkovs, these were definitely not his best times.
Something was blinking on his desktop, so he clicked on the icon. A transmission from Tyrell's office came on the screen.
"Vahn," Said the shimmering holographic face of the Principle, "You are regarded highly among the hunter's guild's hunters, and as such I have a mission for you. I cannot tell you the specifics but I will tell you this, it has to do with the explosion that happened when we arrived. It is unsolved and we need your help. Please come to my office immediately."
The transmission cut, and the icon disappeared. It had been spiked. Vahn rocked back in the photon chair and thought. The government had made the Soul Reaper, which had 'killed' him, and they lied to the public. They were simply a frozen screen, nothing more than an outlet for under-the-table conspiracies and trades with syndicates. He decided what he needed wasn't this mission, but a new world order.
Just as he thought this, something small and shimmering caught his eye. He turned to look at it, and then it grew into a tall translucent man in a trench coat and wearing sunglasses... his hair spiked back...
"V-... Vahn!" Vahn muttered under his breath.
"I see you haven't forgotten, and yet, in a way you have." Said 'Vahn'.
"I haven't forgotten at all!" Said Vahn in retaliation. Just then Issac opened the door.
"Vahn, whom in the goddesses names are you talking to?" Said Issac, looking around the room.
Vahn looked at 'Vahn', and then back at Issac. Issac couldn't see the spirit because he didn't know that the spirit even existed.
"Uh, nothing, I was uh... just talking to myself. Job offer." He jerked his thumb at the computer.
"Whatever man." Said Issac taking one more, quick look around the room. Once he had closed the door Vahn looked back to where 'Vahn' had been, but he was gone. Vahn looked around hurriedly, but 'Vahn' was sitting on Vahn's bed.
"You promised Vahn Roka, that you would protect your friends," Said 'Vahn', "And if you don't help in the mission you and your friends WILL die."
"And how would you know this?" Said Vahn angrily.
"After some time in the spirit world, one gets information that mortals cannot grasp. I do have one request. I will need to talk to you, and this spirit form leaves me with very little energy. . ." Said 'Vahn', knowing that Vahn really had no choice to except because of their binding promise.
"What do you suggest?" asked Vahn.
"I would like to posses your MAG, so that our minds may be linked together," Said 'Vahn'. Vahn opened his eyes until they nearly popped as the spirit condensed into the Rati's sitting on the desk, and morphed them into the mythical Coral creature. . .
"A... Chao?" Said Vahn in amazement.
'Yes, I'm now your MAG, you will now call me Chao.'
Vahn thought for a minute about what was happening. A ghost from his past just showed up to haunt his companion, and he was perfectly fine with the fact that he was accepting a job from the people he despised? This felt like a new adventure. . .
Vahn quickly dressed into his gear and told his brothers that he had accepted a job. He took the elevator down to the garage and started up his ultra high-speed bike. This was no new job. This was his career, he thought, 'No, just a another new assignment'. . .
AN: I do not own anything related to PSO except a few characters and a Hunter's License, so DON'T SUE ME!
AN2 (Readers, please read): Also, this happens after MiniBert's series of three, so just know who these people are. I'm asking you to disregard Kink in Time, for I failed to progress the story at all in my mind, and so had nowhere to go with it. This story actually follows the PSO story and is a three 'book' story. Now on with the show.
Prologue: The New Assignment:
Vahn scratched his head and turned on the computer. He was sick of the petty missions he had gotten recently. He was also bored with the weapon restrictions that had been laid down, only basic photon weapons, Lasers, Handguns etc. he was SICK of it. Not being able to use his Yasminkovs, these were definitely not his best times.
Something was blinking on his desktop, so he clicked on the icon. A transmission from Tyrell's office came on the screen.
"Vahn," Said the shimmering holographic face of the Principle, "You are regarded highly among the hunter's guild's hunters, and as such I have a mission for you. I cannot tell you the specifics but I will tell you this, it has to do with the explosion that happened when we arrived. It is unsolved and we need your help. Please come to my office immediately."
The transmission cut, and the icon disappeared. It had been spiked. Vahn rocked back in the photon chair and thought. The government had made the Soul Reaper, which had 'killed' him, and they lied to the public. They were simply a frozen screen, nothing more than an outlet for under-the-table conspiracies and trades with syndicates. He decided what he needed wasn't this mission, but a new world order.
Just as he thought this, something small and shimmering caught his eye. He turned to look at it, and then it grew into a tall translucent man in a trench coat and wearing sunglasses... his hair spiked back...
"V-... Vahn!" Vahn muttered under his breath.
"I see you haven't forgotten, and yet, in a way you have." Said 'Vahn'.
"I haven't forgotten at all!" Said Vahn in retaliation. Just then Issac opened the door.
"Vahn, whom in the goddesses names are you talking to?" Said Issac, looking around the room.
Vahn looked at 'Vahn', and then back at Issac. Issac couldn't see the spirit because he didn't know that the spirit even existed.
"Uh, nothing, I was uh... just talking to myself. Job offer." He jerked his thumb at the computer.
"Whatever man." Said Issac taking one more, quick look around the room. Once he had closed the door Vahn looked back to where 'Vahn' had been, but he was gone. Vahn looked around hurriedly, but 'Vahn' was sitting on Vahn's bed.
"You promised Vahn Roka, that you would protect your friends," Said 'Vahn', "And if you don't help in the mission you and your friends WILL die."
"And how would you know this?" Said Vahn angrily.
"After some time in the spirit world, one gets information that mortals cannot grasp. I do have one request. I will need to talk to you, and this spirit form leaves me with very little energy. . ." Said 'Vahn', knowing that Vahn really had no choice to except because of their binding promise.
"What do you suggest?" asked Vahn.
"I would like to posses your MAG, so that our minds may be linked together," Said 'Vahn'. Vahn opened his eyes until they nearly popped as the spirit condensed into the Rati's sitting on the desk, and morphed them into the mythical Coral creature. . .
"A... Chao?" Said Vahn in amazement.
'Yes, I'm now your MAG, you will now call me Chao.'
Vahn thought for a minute about what was happening. A ghost from his past just showed up to haunt his companion, and he was perfectly fine with the fact that he was accepting a job from the people he despised? This felt like a new adventure. . .
Vahn quickly dressed into his gear and told his brothers that he had accepted a job. He took the elevator down to the garage and started up his ultra high-speed bike. This was no new job. This was his career, he thought, 'No, just a another new assignment'. . .