-Scrambled Dimensions-
Meanwhile, in a different world called Terra-Sol, at the large meadows just near a ruined church…
"Well, the description of the offer says here," a white wolf with long, spiky, black hair, wearing a brown vest, white underclothing, a silver necklace, black leather gloves, elbow pads, red short pants, white socks, black boots, and a sheathed sword called Millennium Fang, showed the whole plains with grasses. He glanced once more at a piece of paper and confirmed, "Yep, the old chapel, the plains, well… We're here."
His companion, a female black wolf with short, shiny, brown hair, wearing thick eyeglasses, white scientist's robes, a black cape, blue pants, and red shoes, didn't reply. She even barely glanced at him.
"Mint, I know you're upset because he just took off without tell us," he tried to cheer her up, "both of us are. I too, was shocked not to see him. I thought we three had an agreement…"
She finally spoke out. "Alen, do you think he was angry at me?" she whimpered in a low tone. "After our battle with the Apocalypse, we all went with our lives… I yelled at him when I told him to return back to his job as a knight instead of becoming as guild mission runners…"
"Hey, he told you to go back to the runes academy, so I think you guys were just getting even," he smiled back. His companion gave a small smirk, which was a rare chance to see.
Her grin didn't last that long though. She suddenly moved forward and pointed at the grasses. "Look," she warned him as creatures crawled out from the ground. "Gels… Like in the mission description, it says that the place needs some solution with Gels. Hmm… It looks like we know how to deal with these low-leveled monsters…"
"Yeah, and look," he nodded as he pointed out the slimes with a varied color. "It seems that the area is infested with different Gel classes. We have a Red Gel, White Gel, Black Gel… Hey, since you're good with Runes, I think you're going to make this job a lot easier!"
"We'll see… Let's move out!"
Chapter 1 - Wolf Cry
At the other side of the plains, a bluebird and a green frog were resting on the ground. The avian was quite a wriggler when asleep, that he even hugged the amphibian beside him. The toad was suddenly awaked about that. He jumped off, forcing the bird to leave his dreams.
"Falco, what was that for?" Slippy growled as he dusted himself. "Why were you hugging me?"
Falco, who was groggy, suddenly became wide-awake. "HUGGED YOU! IN YOUR DREAMS!" he shouted out as he gave signs of disgust. While flinching, he accidentally stomped at something. It was like something soft and squeaky... "Wha? Holy crap! CRAP!" he complained as he shook his foot and wiped it at the grass. He noticed that they weren't inside Great Fox anymore. "Slippy, where the hell did you brought me when I was in my dreams?"
"I was asleep too! I don't know what happened!" he answered back to stop the bird from blaming him. He suddenly heard something crawling at the grasses behind him. After turning around, he suddenly yelped, "Falco, it's a moving poo!" He quickly drew his blaster and shot it down, decimating the slime.
"Whatever planet we landed on," the bird commented as he searched for a blaster in his belt, "they sure do have a nice fauna… deadly craps of doom… Damn it, now I don't have my blaster!" He then grabbed what seemed to be a small cue stick. He flicked a button, and it extended. "Oh well… I guess whacking things would be a nice idea instead."
Gels approached them. They quickly attacked the ones that were near to them. However, the longer they assaulted, the more slimes appeared. They had no choice but to run.
"You know what they say in RPG's when facing tons of enemies?" Falco attempted to joke out while running away from a ton of, just like what he described them, poo. "We must flee! Run away!"
Alen was busy slashing slimes when he saw the two. "Hey look," he told Mint. "Looks like we aren't alone…"
"That's what you get for messing with other people's quest," she sighed while giving a glance on her partner. "Yes, yes, I know. I'll help." She held out her hand, and suddenly, a pentagram appeared beneath her. She was then flashing with light. "Friction of air, intensify! Twister Flame!"
A burst of flame erupted behind Slippy and Falco. They thrust forward, stumbling in front of the two adventurers. When they looked back, they noticed that thee slimes were gone.
"Here," Alen spoke out as he held out his palm. "Light of the soul, recover the injuries. Heal." Slippy and Falco, who were both harmed from their jump, felt a bit light. They realized that they weren't feeling bad anymore. They stood up and noticed the two.
"Whoa!" the bird reacted upon observing them. "Are we in a costume party or something? You guys look weird."
"Ahem, excuse my insolent friend here," the green amphibian coughed out as he elbowed Falco. "My name's Slippy Toad and this is Falco Lombardi. We actually stumbled into this place for no apparent reason. We were just sleeping, when all of a sudden, we ended up here."
"That's no Rune… There hasn't been any teleportation Rune developed," the black she-wolf guessed, "so it must be something odd… Anyway, thank you for luring the monsters here. You did a good job for saving us time. I'm Mint Mafus."
The white wolf suddenly laughed, "Wait, did I hear you right? You just gave a complement!" She gave a glare at him, making him stunned. "Uh, well, um… Anyway, the name's Alen Whisper. Again, thanks for the help with the Gels."
"Gels?" Falco suddenly wondered. He saw four silver slimes popping out from the grass just near the church. "You mean those? Well, lemme handle them!" He slowly moved forward with confidence.
"Wait!" the white wolf suddenly pulled him back. "Those are Metal Gels. They have tough hide, though, like the other gels, they aren't that lethal." The bird looked misinformed, so he filled him in. "Um, didn't you read the current Official Terra-Sol Bestiary? They only absorb inorganic material. They aren't fatal, but you don't want walking around naked after being beaten up by such creatures."
That's because they aren't from this world, or dimension.
Suddenly, a voice echoed out. The Metal Gels were eventually shot one-by-one. A figure stepped forward from their back. A white wolf with a scar running down from his left eye to the right cheek, wearing a red military jacket, black undershirt, two leather wristbands on his left arm, brown gloves, three belts, black pants, and black boots. He had black fur on his tail and on his right arm. He was holding a strange weapon - a staff-like sword that has a turret at the end.
Mint suddenly asked, "That weapon you're holding… It's still being developed here! It's a blaster-saber! How come you have a fully-functioning one?"
The newcomer gestured his hand to wait for the answer. He first introduced himself. "Greetings. I'm Rufus Stalwart, and just like you, Alen, I'm a descendant of the White Wolf Medium."
Alen, after hearing his words, suddenly blurted out, "Wait, how did you… how did you know that I'm a…"
"Because I came from the dimension of Terra-Sol fifteen years from now," he muttered, "I'm not really related to you or anything to you, though. I have the weapon, because, like what I said, I'm from the future. However, some sort of dimensional hole sucked me into this place. I realized that I traveled back in time." He then pointed Falco and Slippy. "At first, I thought it was all a time hole, but when I saw these two - two people who aren't from this planet, since they have different outfits - I realized that there's more involved here than time…"
Falco, who had little idea on what the conversation was going on, squeezed in and questioned, "Wait… So you're saying that while we were meddling in our dimension thingy, something warped us here?" The scarred lupine nodded in aye. "Wow... That means we're stuck here…" Before he could add any more complaints, the ground suddenly shook. Everybody looked around, and noticed that the slimes weren't done for, yet.
A big red Gel came out beneath the old church. As it grew, the structure collapsed. It was probably the source of all the monsters in the area.
"Damn it," Alen growled as he informed them about the new foe. "It's a Titan Gel. It's a powerful one, since it's resistant to any Runes. Also, it weighs a ton, so it can easily crush you. I doubt that any weapon could penetrate through its tough coating…"
"Any weapon 'sides this," Falco grinned as he hurled a smart bomb to the monster. Light flashed as it touched the big goo, creating a powerful explosion. The foe subsided for a while, but it stood. "Wait, we need something… A weak spot, to make sure that the next hit will zap it!"
"The nucleus!" Slippy pointed out the yellow sphere inside the Titan Gel. "We must hit the nucleus! We need to make the jelly open up, though."
Mint looked at Alen, who stabbed his sword to the ground. "The white wolf spirit, huh? I guess we have no choice, using such powerful force against a Gel…"
The white wolf Alen placed his palms to the ground, as if he was a wolf. He then focused hard. White light started to cover him, as if he was a white figure, and soon, a howl was heard. The figure grew large, until a flash was released. A large white wolf with markings at the muzzle and hind legs was conjured.
"He's a medium after all," Rufus smirked while giving a nod.
The lupine rushed like a wild beast to the foe. He thrust his claws to the slime and bit it. He pulled a part of the Gel off, allowing the core to be revealed.
Slippy, who was amazed from the sight, suddenly snapped out. He yelled to Falco, "Hurry, hurry! Throw the bomb! Throw the bomb!" The bird got startled and launched the explosive material to the core. When it hit the yellow sphere, the white wolf jumped away. He then howled to the sky as white light curtained him once more. He shrunk, returning back as Alen.
In a flash, a white explosion occurred. The jelly decimated and wilted as if it was some sort of icing. Thankfully, the place was still all right, even after the fight. Only the old chapel was destroyed.
"Wow, that looks like the end of our mission," Alen, who stood up, proclaimed. "I must admit, we couldn't have done it without our visitors… Falco, Slippy, and Rufus. I think we need to share our earnings with them!"
"Share?" Mint, who felt bad about the idea, thought of something else. "Um, why not treat them for food instead? At least we rewarded them without losing too much dough…"
"Heh, yeah, I'm hungry," Slippy laughed. "But we really need to go back to our dimension… Um, Rufus, do you know how to reverse the process?"
"If I knew that, I wouldn't be here any more longer," he answered in a coarse manner. "Hey, until then, we should relax for a bit. We'll tag along with these two and in their guild missions…" He then chuckled when he saw Alen slapping his own face.
After a moment, the five walked back to town. Falco and Slippy had some questions about this Medium thing, but until then, they might as well enjoy the food in the planet.