PSO fanfic ch2by Kitsune D'gon
Disclaimer: I don't own PSO. I do like to believe I own my characters.
Author's note: I woke up in a cold sweat, the smell of beer all around me. I looked at my computer screen, the only light source in the room. I stared at my computer screen in horror... not believing my eyes. I didn't mean to drink that much last night! But there was nothing I could do... I had submitted a PSO fanfic meant to be multi chaptered. I realized that I would be stuck here... a newly bound slave to this story. Well, here we go.
Kitsune entered his dark room, eyes constantly searching for threats. Nothing was changed since he last left. Kitsune didn't know why he was so paranoid, only that he knew the one time he let his guard down again would be his last. He reached under his pillow for the small eight inch metal blade he carried with him at all times. He placed it in his sheath on his belt, making sure that he could draw it quickly if he needed to. Finally, he came upon his true weapon. The partisan.
The partisan was as long, if not longer, than Kitsune was tall. With a pole of six feet or more, and a blade that extended out another foot or so, the partisan was, in Kitsune's opinion, the ultimate weapon. He almost never used it when he was on patrols with the Security Force however. A standard saber worked quite better when you almost hit your head on the ceiling just by standing up. Besides, most thieves, once they realized they were caught, gave up quietly.
Kitsune opened up his closet, which looked and acted more like an armory. Several different Frames were in there, along with two barriers and a shield. He chose the standard Frame the security force had given him, not too heavy, but not too thin. He equipped the lighter of the two barriers he found. He would rather be able to dodge an attack, than be able to withstand an attack... better to dodge the blow completely than risk being injured.
The time had come, the deadly jewel was calling him. Ragol, the home of thousands of souls, all crying out for rescue. Something had trapped them there, and Kitsune was going to figure out what that was. He felt a slight shiver as he walked out the door with his partisan, finally having a purpose for the first time in his life.
"Welcome to the Hunter's Guild," a lady with blonde hair called out from the other side of a desk, "Learn how to enrich your life!"
Kitsune covered his amusement at the slogan with a cough. The lady had on the ditsy look of someone who had no idea of what was going on. It took several minutes just to explain why he was here. Then it took several more minutes to explain why he had the clearance to do what he wanted to do. Finally, she relented and brought up a mission request list. Kitsune chose a mission at random, mission #23. The mission description began rolling down the screen. He was to find someone's father who had stupidly gone down to Ragol to stake out land. Definitely not the kind of father you would be proud of.
Kitsune walked out of the Hunter's Guild and arranged to meet his client through a local communication station. The client, a young man, agreed to meet him near the teleporter to Ragol. If he hurried, Kitsune should meet with the man as he reached the area. Sure enough, Kitsune barely beat him by a couple of minutes. The young man wasted no time with introductions.
"My father's name is Racton. He has gone down to claim land on Ragol. If you can get him to come back to Pioneer 2, then I will release the reward, 700 meseta, to your account."
Kitsune didn't know what to say... so in the end he just said nothing at all. He just shook his head yes, and walked toward the teleporter. He took out his Access Card and showed it to the two soldiers on duty. Then he walked straight into the teleporter.
He felt lightheaded as his body's molecules floated through space. He began to count to ten, that was how long the soldiers said the teleportation would last. He didn't really know what teleportation entailed. He also really didn't want to find out, as the experience was very unsettling without knowing what actually happens.
By the time he reached to ten, his body seemed to slam into Ragol. He immediately tried to stand up, but the blood rushed to his head and he had to use his partisan to support himself. He took this time to examine his surroundings. The planet looked like something... something he couldn't describe. It actually had life in it. Nothing was artificial here, no computers were there, controlling their lives. Plants and trees grew literally everywhere. Kitsune could find himself understanding why they would want to settle on this planet. It seemed almost perfect.
And if it was perfect, Kitsune thought to himself, than I wouldn't be here saving this man.
"BWOAAAR!"
Kitsune whirled around, brandishing his partisan. In front of him were two of the ugliest things he had ever seen in his life. Their faces were hideous, and they looked like hunchbacks. The hands and feet ended in large claws, claws that could probably cut right through Kitsune's armor. The first monster lunged at him, eyes lusting for Kitsune's blood. Its progress was stopped short as Kitsune impaled the monster on his partisan. The monster fought a losing battle to stay upright, eventually falling on its side, blood running through the wound on its chest and from its mouth. However, the monster's weight wrenched Kitsune's partisan away from him. The other monster was not appalled by what just happened. The claws reached towards Kitsune, hoping to rend his flesh. Kitsune barely managed to dodge just in time, although part of his frame was shredded. Kitsune drew his short blade. It wouldn't be much against this foe, but at least it would be better than trying to box it. The steel sung out as he parried a swipe by the monster. Kitsune knew he had to end the fight quickly, he couldn't dodge forever. He saw his chance as the monster recoiled from the vibrations going through his claws. Kitsune dashed in as the its arms were upraised, jamming all eight inches of steel into the monster's stomach. The monster swiped at Kitsune as he jumped back, cutting a gash into Kitsune's arm. The monster's blood slowly poured out and over the blade. The monster single mindedly continued to chase Kitsune. The faster the monster moved, the more blood that was pumped out of its body. It slowly collapsed, a death cry unuttered on its lips.
Kitsune waited several minutes to make sure the monster was truly dead, and then moved forward to retrieve his bloody blade. He wiped the blade on the grass, trying to get as much blood off it as possible. The partisan was a different story, however. He would have to roll the monster over to try to re-obtain that. The monster weighed much more than Kitsune could have imagined. It took him several minutes just to get it propped up. An idea hit him. He activated the partisan blade. A few seconds later the stench of burning hair and flesh hit him. He heard a sizzling sound as the blood surrounding the photon energy evaporated. After five minutes of enduring the stench, he was able to pull his partisan out. He wearily sat down, the fight sapping more of his strength than he would have thought.
He remembered that he was supposed to send a comlink to Pioneer 2 if he found anything. He pulled a small walkie talkie like object from his pocket and raised the antenna. The signal beeped several seconds before fading away. Kitsune grimaced. Apparently no communication could get off the planet. Maybe it had something to do with the explosion? O well, he thought, I have to job to do. He raised his partisan as something crashed out from the trees.
"Bravo, bravo, well done!" the man praised, "you certainly took care of those boomas."
"Umm..." Kitsune responded in bewilderment.
"I am assuming that you are here to rescue me," the man continued, "however, I won't go back until I have all my capsules. You'll have to go find them for me."
"Do you know where they are?" Kitsune asked, attempting to keep the anger rising in him from his voice.
"Oh... they are this way and that. Now come on, capsules won't find themselves."
"Please tell me your name is not Racton..." Kitsune begged.
"Ah! So you have heard of me. Yes, I am Racton the entrepreneur."
Kitsune groaned. Why was it always him?
The client had better pay him 1,400 mesetas for this...
Achtung! Chapter ended. Mission based off of the Hunter's Guild Quest: Claiming a Stake. (Cool! I even got the original reward right!). Some chapter's will be based off more hunter's guild quests, some will be based off made up quests, and some will be to destroy the "bosses". Anyways, I'll continue to update asap. Real life comes first though!