Well, I am glad to say this is the next chapter for the story, obviously. I am surprised by the one few warm likes from people. It honestly makes me happy to see people like it. I hope though, that you enjoy this chapter of the story at least.
Waking up in the morning is never fun. It means I have to face the world once more. A world where my dad is lost to the depths of space. A world where a blond-haired bitch pesters me and my mom about her selfish, bratty desire for me to show up to a place I could care less about. Dozens of other negative thoughts run through my head before I actually wake up. That's right, Mr. Boreal is visiting today. Maybe he can explain why he hasn't spoken to us in nine fucking years. I don't think I should stay long with him around, when he shows up, as I don't want to look like an ass to him. I should go down, greet him, and head to Vista Point, and hope I don't run into Luna, the annoying blonde.
Sitting up from my bed, I pick up my clothes, my ever trusty red jacket, blue shorts, and red shoes get changed into them. After getting changed into them, I just look at my computer for an hour, as it's only 8 am. School starts at- there's the doorbell. I hear mom responding to Luna again. I wish she would get it through her thick head, I am NOT going to school. If I haven't gone for nine years, I am not going today. Though, I guess her brain must have had to go somewhere, her fucking hair.
I shouldn't focus on negativity. Brings my entire mentality down, and makes me feel worse. I just sit at my computer for an hour, looking up information about machines from the 21st Century, even though they are severely outdated now, there are some things that they had made, that hasn't been replicated yet, and astronomy facts that I haven't learned about yet. One of the funnier debates between astronomers is the argument between Pluto being a planet or not. While it is a dwarf planet, it still is a planet, just smaller than average. Personally, I think Pluto should be counted as a planet of our solar system, but hey, that's just me. Currently, the debate has it unlisted in our system's planets, but I bet new information will have it added again in the future. Seem's to happen each time I look at it.
Two hours pass, just looking at the computer, doing some of TeacherMans work, and just looking at stuff I find interesting. At 10 am, on the dot, the doorbell rings, announcing someone at the door. I guess Mr. Boreal kept his word of showing up. While he was a friend of my father's, I still am unsure of how to interact with him. Maybe meeting him will make me be more positive about him, I don't know. While he was the one to tell me and mom about dad's disappearance, he never followed up on us about the information, making me assume his friendship with dad was more superficial at best due to him not ever talking to us until today. I should probably stop thinking negatively before I let it affect how I interact with him.
I can hear mom and Mr. Boreal talking from my room, about dad's disappearance. What a perfect way to start the introduction, even if they don't know I am listening. While I can't hear everything, I hear them talking about dad, and it just upsets me. I realize listening to them talk about dad, is getting me in a dark mood, something I try not to and decide to go cloud gazing. Sort of spur of the moment, yeah, but I don't want to listen to a man who hasn't visited his friend's family in nine years, come and talk about how much he missed him. Of course, he does, what with him only now deciding to come and reconnect with his friend's family after nine years? Of course, he cares about them! Of cour-
Oh shit. I better get going before I end up saying or doing something I might regret. I quickly get out of my computer chair, turn off the computer, and quickly walk down the stairs leading to the kitchen, and attempt to walk out without being noticed. Sadly, no dice on that attempt. She may be engrossed in her conversation with Mt. Boreal, but not enough for her son to slip by without saying hi, or getting a sandwich to have for lunch, one of the two. Regardless, she caught my attempt at sneaking out just as I reach the front door.
"Geo! Come say hi to our guest!" Mom says to me, loud enough for it to be impossible to miss from even being upstairs in my room. I sigh to myself silently, knowing that I failed to avoid this confrontation, even if Mr. Boreal didn't intentionally plan this style of confrontation. I walk over to mom and Mr. Boreal, who are for some reason standing in front of the main room TV when there is a couch close by, and stand in way like a triangle is forming, with me being the top point. I am unsure why I decided to stand like that, but it works as I can keep an eye on both of them at the moment, or listen to them. Hey, easier to be polite, than anything.
"Ah, your little Geo!" Mr. Boreal says to me like he is excited. He is tall, about 6'3" if I were to guess, with a stocky build, not muscular or fat, just stocky, kind of in-between. He has black hair with green eyes, wearing a hat with the word AMAKEN on it, and the hat is red and blue in coloring, with a space design behind the AMAKEN word, and the same with his jacket, blue and white with the symbol of what I assume to be Amaken is. He has brown cargo pants on, with yellow stripes where the pockets are, and blue shoes. I guess the theme of Amaken, is Blue, red, and brown. How odd. Then again, I don't have much room to speak, what with me wearing a red jacket with blue shorts and red shoes practically every day.
"Little?" I say, eyebrow twitching with annoyance. While I know I am younger than him, being called little is unneeded, as I am 18 years old, and not a fucking kid. Yep, not helping your case here, Aaron Boreal. While he, by his own actions, never met me until today, he should have realized that he can't just call someone little, just because you are older. Probably should stop that train of thought, before I wither make mom angry, or say something that will make her angry with me. Don't need that happening.
"Sorry, I am not used to the idea of you being a kid still from the stories your old man told me before he disappeared." He says, chuckling nervously, scratching the back of his head, a nervous twitch for some. I guess it's his twitch in this case. Why does this make me think of that anime my dad had in his family, back when the Internet was still in its infancy? Then again, one of my ancestors lived in the dark ages of Human advancement, where the most stunning technologies being developed, was on a phone with three cameras, or a car with a fancy name among things. Then again, no matter the time period, humans have always been stupid in that category, but that's a different topic for a never day. The anime I am thinking of, I think was Drogan Ball C or something like that. Same with video games thinking on it. My father had games from his ancestors, that surprisingly still work, of games from ages before now. Like the old, and remade every once in a while, Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time for an example. I think dad actually worked on cards before he disappeared, stuff based off of them, I think. Hey, I don't have perfect memories of something I have seen once, and that was accidental. Though, that's for some other time period, hopefully.
"Yeah, sure." I say, not realizing I was just being sarcastic until mom gives me a slight glare for what I said. I slightly shudder at her glare, knowing that she will say something to me later about it if she remembers it. I love her, but she can be scary, though I don't know if that's a mother-child thing or a female thing. My internet research on the topic never came up with a defining answer to the question. Then again, it isn't a super important question, just something I did out of curiosity.
"Now Geo, you shouldn't be rude to a guest like Mr. Boreal. You haven't even officially introduced yourself to him yet, at the very least." Mom says to me, giving me the LOOK. I mentally sigh, just wanting to go cloud gazing instead of dealing with this. I just hope I don't run into the blond bitch today, that would make my day SO perfect.
"Hello Mr. Boreal, my name is Geo Stelar. As you know from my father and mother. It's nice to meet you." I say in a false positive voice. I am very sure that if my mother caught onto my tone, she would be dragging me by the ear to my room, irritated at me for being rude to a guest, especially to an old friend of my fathers.
"It's nice to meet you Geo, as you know I am Aaron Boreal, but you can call me Aaron." Mr. Boreal says, with a big grin. He must either be blind to my annoyance of dealing with him or just wants to try and stay positive. Most likely try and keep a positive tone going.
"Well, now that we are introduced, I should be going now." I say, starting to walk away, before mom clears her throat, clearly irritated at me now. I turn back around and see her giving me a look, meaning I shouldn't leave yet. I just mentally sigh, wondering when I can go cloud gazing.
"Why Geo dear, you should stay a bit, and talk to Aaron some more." She says, slightly straining her voice in a clear message, that she is irritated. I mentally sigh again, hoping that doesn't become a habit, before walking back to them. "Now dear, do you have your Transfer on?" she asks, looking at me expectantly. I hate the thing, but it makes sense as to why I have to have it on.
"No mom. I don't. Yes, I know why I should have it on. Identity, locating me, I know that. I just don't have it on, because I didn't think to turn it on today." I say, turning it on while sighing. I know it sounds rude, it's just that I have heard her tell me the same thing hundreds of times, even when I have it on. So it does get frustrating when she says something to me about it.
"Good boy, but don't give me that attitude again Geo." She says, giving me a stern look now. Throughout this whole ordeal, Mr. Boreal just looks on awkward about the whole conversation, until he suddenly jumps, startling mom.
"THAT'S RIGHT! Geo, I want to give you a couple of things. They were your fathers before he disappeared." Mr. Boreal says, pulling out first, a pair of glasses? from his jacket. I give him a confused look, my head tilting slightly to portray my confusion, causing him to continue. "They were something your father made. He called them Visualizers. While I haven't figured out what they do, I thought it would be best to give them to his son, so he can use them." Mr. Boreal says, giving me the glasses with one hand, while rubbing the back of his head with the other, clearly nervous again. I quickly inspect the visualizers, before putting them on my head like a pair of sunglasses.
"So all this time, you had something of my dads that you never bothered to tell us of?" I ask, pseudo calm. Now that's irritating, knowing he has been messing with one of dad's last links to this world, for his own curiosity, never telling us of it until today. That's irritating as hell, knowing that you were holding onto something like this.
"Well, yes. I only did it, because I wanted to partly make sure they were safe, and because I didn't have the time to bring them here until recently." Mr. Boreal says. Something tells me that while he is being honest, it isn't the whole truth still. Not sure why I just have that feeling. I don't like what it could mean. "Well, that's not the only thing I had to give you. Your father, as you may remember, had his own cards he made, based on some of the stuff he had growing up. While they aren't too useful for use normally, what with them locked up and all that, I feel that I should still give them to you. They were something your father tinkered with when he could. Not sure why, but they were one of his projects he worked on in his spare time." Mr. Boreal says, transferring to me sixteen cards, eleven regular cards, five mega cards, and a FUCKING GIGA CARD!? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. Those are absurdly rare, and dad was tinkering with one!? I didn't think I would ever see a Giga fucking card, let alone fucking own one! Granted, they aren't usable for some reason, the fact that I even have one is beyond belief. Oddly enough though, none of them show up correctly, just a glitched mess, minus the card type.
"Mr. Boreal, is this correct, that the cards are glitched?" I ask, keeping my cool from either punching Mr. Boreal for giving me glitched cards, even if they were dad's creation. While I will keep them, the idea of him tampering with them, and messing them up isn't too far out there, intentionally or not.
"Yeah, your dad said that while they work, for some reason, they don't show up correctly until they are unlocked correctly. He admitted that while he created them, their unlocking process was not something he knew. I examined them a bit, and found that trying to understand them before they are ready, tends to not end well. Lost a few card readers that way." He mutters the end to himself, getting a look from mom. I doubt again, his truthfulness, I can't call him out without looking like a bad guy in this case, so I keep my mouth shut again. While I love that I finally have connections to my father beyond genes and the sky, something about this is suspicious. It's like something is coming up, that I don't know of. Maybe it's me overthinking this or being paranoid, I don't know. I should leave now before I say or do something idiotic.
"Well Mr. Boreal, I thank you for giving me my dad's items, but I must go now. I need to do something." I say, before running out of the house. I don't hear mom call out to me, so I guess she felt it was fine now. After exiting the front door, I quickly cross the street to where the Big Wave is, though currently empty as the owner is out somewhere, something about surfing. I decide to stop to catch my breath, before noticing that it is now noon, and grimace. I know that at this point, Luna the annoyance will be wanting to intersect me, to come to school or some shit like always. I just hope by going to Vista Point from the opposite point of the school, doesn't let her see me coming to it.
Oh who am I kidding, she might as well as have put a tent up with her three lackeys outside the entrance, waiting for me to spew their shit at. It's honestly tiring after a point, seeing how desperate she is to make herself look good, over fucking attendance at a school that most people haven't even heard of. Seriously, what is the point of trying to get me to go, after nine fucking years? If I don't want to go, I won't go. But then again, I guess her hair makes a nice defense from reality, so she can have comfort when her plan doesn't work, again. I should probably get going, to avoid her at least.
Walking past the Big Wave shop, and through some crosswalks, I reach the entrance, and much to my nonexistent surprise, Luna and her lackeys are at the gate of the school, looking at the entrance to Vista Point. Big shocker, I was totally surprised, completely original thought processing from someone who has more brain in her hair, than she does in her actual head. I just slowly walk to the Staircase leading to Vista Point, hoping that they don't notice me. Slow, careful steps. I make it to the entrance until I guess her hair noticed me.
"Stop right there, Geo!" The feminine voice of irritation to my ears, also known as Luna, shouts at me. She calmly walks over to me with her two lackeys following behind her, like a pair of ducklings following their mamma duck around. In a way, it's hilarious to watch. It's like they don't know what to do if she isn't around, like toddlers left out in a store. Wait, that might be too good for the toddlers, they at least know how to get attention correctly, if annoyingly.
"What do you want?" I ask, irritation forming, with my eyebrow twitching somewhat. Her condescending, know it all tone is absolutely irritating to hear and combined with her less than honest reasons for trying to 'convince' me to go to school, I hate dealing with her, and it's frustrating whenever she tries to talk to me. I swear the Moon is less dense than her head, and ability to take an answer, like no for instance.
"I wanted to check-in with you, to see how you are doing." Luna says sweetly, likely trying to throw a false front. Oddly enough, she is dressed slightly differently than normal for her. Her normal jacket is opened slightly, with the top of her shirt unbuttoned, showing off a slight amount of cleavage. Great, she might be trying the seduction route of attempts.
"Yeah, and I am the Tooth Fairy. Get to the point Luna, I know why you are here." I say, frustrated at this point. She wants to butter me up, so I will respond the way she wants, and to distract me with her revealing her cleavage like I am some buffoon that can be easily distracted by cleavage. Despite what most people think, men aren't easily distracted by a person's assets like that.
"How rude, I was just trying to be nice." She pouts, most likely expecting me to feel slightly guilty at being upfront with her. That or she is disappointed that I am not turning into a bumbling idiot just by seeing the slightest hint of cleavage. How idiotic to think.
"Get to the fucking point Luna. I don't want to spend half the day listening to you act like a moron over me not jumping when you snap your fingers." I say, knowing full well that it was rude as fuck, but not fully unjustified. She is just dodging my question, to get me to be nice and buttery, to do whatever she wants. Though the tall lackey, Butt or whatever his name is, looks like he has something to say about that.
"Hey! Don't be rude to the Prez! She is just looking out for you and your Future!" He yells, looking aggravated at the way I have been speaking to Luna, who is taking advantage of the fact that her lackey is sticking up for her, to come up with something.
"Yeah, there is no reason to treat her that way! She cares about you!" The short one, Zach, or something like that shouts, compensating for his height I bet. Though what he says at the end makes me chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?" Butt asks, irritated at me chuckling at the idea of Luna caring about anything less than her selfish desires.
"Really? She cares about me? In what universe does she care about me, and not her 'perfect attendance' she can say her class had? I am not a fool or blind about what she wants. Her wanting me to come is entirely selfish, not because she 'cares' about her fellow students. If she did, she would be more worried about a classmate who is failing, not someone who does the work, passes but doesn't show up. Don't kid yourselves, and don't try to lie to me." I say, with an irritated tone of voice. I really hate these three. I really do.
"That's not true! I care about my classmates! I do help them with their grades!" Luna says, trying to defend herself. Of course, it is a lie, it is so obvious by her body language that she is. Only an idiot, or someone who lacks the skills in body language reading, couldn't tell.
"Yeah, you sure do help people, as I care about what you have to say. I have more important things to do than deal with your idiotic self and your idiot gang. No, I won't come to school, so fuck off." I say, fully done with them, and walking up to Vista Point, listening to Luna's fading voice rage about how rude I am, and her lackeys doing their best to calm her down. I laugh, knowing while her lackeys won't care, as it would take a literal world changer for them to notice, I can still push them into a hissy fit worthy of the metaphorical books.
It takes a couple of minutes, but I reach the top of the Vista Points stairs and look at the area around me. The train that used to take groups of people across the country, an old coal-powered train, which is kept in like-new condition, as it is a historical monument. I walk up to the overlook, walk up the staircase of it, and walk over to my spot to lay down, and cloud gaze.
Looking at the clouds is relaxing. I am happy, watching the clouds float by, not a care in the world for them to worry about. I wish I was them, able to float along the sky, without a worry in the world. Not having to worry about someone bothering me, able to go wherever I want with no limitation. I wish I could be without worry, no problems of those who demand me to listen to them. No worry of upsetting someone, and dealing with them. None of that. To be free like a cloud.
I spend a few hours of cloud gazing, when my Transfer goes off, much to my confusion. I sit up and look at it, to see I got an email from Luna. For some reason, the homework is about brother bands and all that jazz, so I just mark it as read, and go back to cloud gazing, knowing that I have no reason to care about the email from her.
I watch more clouds go by, as the sky slowly darkens, signifying that the day is over, the night is now coming, and thus the stars will be coming out. It looks like it will be another beautiful night, no risk of rain. Something feels off though, it's hard to say why, but the overall atmosphere is making me feel nervous like something is about to happen. Something serious and life-changing. I don't like it, this feeling. It's a feeling that's hard to describe at the moment, but those who have been in similar situations would most likely say it is the survival instincts we developed as we evolved, warning us of potential danger.
I just look around, trying to figure out why I am getting this feeling, but nothing is seen around where I am. It might be imagining it, but it's hard to say. I give up looking for the source that is giving me this feeling and go back to looking at the sky, which was darkening at a slow rate, with the stars slowly coming out, twinkling as they always do. The stars are millions of miles away, yet we can see them due to the speed light travels. Some of these stars could already be dead, but we wouldn't know for thousands of years, as they are that far away from us.
The sky eventually turns dark, signifying that the evening has arrived. The stars are fully out, with a nice breeze accompanying it, making the night a good night to stargaze. I get up from being on my back, and turn my head to the sky, soaking in all the stars, constellations in full view. It's interesting, the night sky is gorgeous to look at, yet very few do it, believing it a waste of time, simply because it's just the sky. Maybe it's my bias towards space showing, but I think the sky is something that is worth taking time to look at with the naked eye.
I take the Visualizers off my head, to look at them. They have a white frame, with green lenses that have circles going upwards, like a hill upside down. "So, this is one of dad's items. It hurts, knowing this is one of my last connections to him. Dad, I miss you." I say, looking at the glasses. I put them back on my head, but wearing them like normal glasses, before looking back into the sky. "I wish I knew where you are dad. Mom and I miss you so much. Every day, it hurts knowing you aren't able to be with us, you missed so much of my life, Mom missing you as a mother and wife. We both miss you, and love you Dad." I say, starting to tear up at the end. It hurts, him not being able to be here, watching me grow up. She doesn't know, that every night, I hear her crying, wish dad would be able to come back home. It's part fo the reason why I got made at Mr. Boreal, holding onto the last connections to Dad, whether they were meant for selfish reasons or not.
My cheeks feel wet, from me crying. I hear the quiet drips of my tears hitting the metal floor of the overlook. "Dad. Please, if you can hear me, come home. I miss you." I say quietly, voice breaking up from my sadness. I quickly pull up my glasses, to wipe my tears from my eyes. I look at my sleeve, to see it damp from my tears, telling me I was crying heavily. "Dad, I miss you so much. I really miss you." I say quietly, knowing that while he can't hear me, it at least makes me feel a little better, to get it out.
Suddenly without warning, my transfer starts going off. I quickly look at it, to see it's my dad's signal! "What!? How!?" I say, quickly say, putting on the visualizers, to see a strange green energy beam coming down ON TOP OF ME! I quickly jump backward, avoiding the beam by a hair's length, as it hits the overlook, before stopping and forming into a strange shape. It's a green looking being, with the green forming hard edges on it's back, where I would assume hair is, and on its claws. Though its chest shoulders and head have a strange blue metal shape, I believe to hold the green energy into the form it takes.
"So, this is Earth. Not a bad looking place." The energy saying, with a strange static-like noise intermingling with its voice says. It looks around for a bit, confused until it notices me, and barks out a laugh. "I wish you didn't jump away kid, I wasn't going to harm you. I have no reason to, after all. Also, close your mouth, pretty sure I don't need to know what your insides look like." The being says though it's hard to tell if it's trying to make a joke, or being serious.
"W-who are you!? What are you, why should I have not jumped backward from an unknown energy beam, and why can I see you!?" I ask, scared about the unknown creature in front of me, who looks like he has been in multiple fights, based on the barely noticeable scratches on its blue armor. That honestly worries me, as it may be lying to me, about it not wanting to harm me. It may just end up doing it for no reason. I honestly don't wish to risk it, as you never know with other living beings.
"Heh, full of questions aren't you kid? Names Omega-Xis, though you humans have a hard time pronouncing it, so just call me Mega for ease. As for what I am, I am an FM-ian, from the planet FM. We are formed as electromagnetic bodies or appearances, depending on how you go with it, and it allows us to form the way we do. Well, you jumping back doesn't matter too much, it would have let me unlock your dad's visualizer powers easily, rather than going through the more annoying process of unlocking them." Wait, dad? He knows of my dad!? "As to why you can see me? My guess is that the visualizers are strong enough to let you see me, but that's it." Mega says to me, though he seems worried about something.
"You know of my dad!? Where-" I start to ask, only to get interrupted by the sound of something loud going off. I cover my ears in pain, not expecting the sudden loud sound, as quickly as it starts, it ends, confusing me. I turn around, to see the TRAIN OFF ITS SPOT! How? That thing shouldn't be able to move at all, let along get off its tracks without notice and blare its horn!
"Shit, they are already here!?" Mega says, shocked and a bit worried. "I thought I lost them an hour ago. Kid, I need your help. If you don't, the beings controlling the train will use it to destroy the town." Mega finishes, sounding quite worried. Well, if there is one thing I can confirm, he seems to be more open-hearted about helping others than I am. Wait, MOM. She is still home!
"All right Mega, so what do we need to do?" I ask, concerned. Not about the town, but about mom. While I may disagree with her on things, I would NEVER wish harm on my own mother. If it was just Luna, Bud, and Zack, I would think about it, but I still would stop the train. I may hate Luna with a passion, she is a lying, manipulative, selfish bitch, but she still is a person. Bud and Zack, are Luna's lackeys and follow her ass everywhere, so while I don't like them, I don't hate them with a burning passion.
"Well kid, first I have to activate your Visualizer powers," Mega says, before turning into a ball of energy, and going into me!? I then hear a click, and the world changes. I see orange roads in the sky, with large purple spots, small green spots, and all sorts of odd sites in the sky. In disbelief, I take off the Visualizers and see the sky without the odd roads, so I pull them back down, and they are back! "kid, I know you are most likely confused and in shock, but I need you to listen carefully to me. Look to your right, and you should see a whirlpool of orange energy. That is a spot where we can work together to prevent the train from causing damage and harm to others. But first, pull out a blank card kid." Mega says, from somewhere. I look at my Transfer, to see him appearing on my screen, to my shock. "Kid, no time to lollygag!" He yells at me, and I quickly pull out a blank card. "Now, watch this kid!" He says in an excited tone. Suddenly, the card starts glowing, filling with an energy I assume is from Mega. "Now, go to the whirlpool, and pull out the card and say 'EM Wave Change! Geo Stellar, On-Air!' so that we can stop the beings causing this mess." Mega says, clearly serious about the ordeal. I look to the fight, and in fact, see the odd orange whirlpool of energy forming.
I quickly get off the overlook and run to the whirlpool. "EM Wave Change! Geo Stellar, On-Air!" I shout, pulling the card out, and holding it above me. For a second, nothing happens, and I feel stupid about this pose before it happens. I get covered on all sides by a blue energy, and Mega appears above me before we shoot off somewhere. For what feels like an eternity, it feels like I am being fundamentally changed, how I can handle energy, and what the world feels like. It's like only knowing once sense for all your life, then discovering the other senses at an instant and sudden notice.
I reappear on the orange roads, with a neon-colored circle thing behind me. I look around confused, wasn't I just on the ground, doing a stupid pose? I go to scratch my head with my left arm, before noticing a HEAD ON IT WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!? "WHAT THE FUCK!?" I scream in shock. What the fuck did Mega have me do!?
"Kid! Kid! KID! CALM DOWN!" Mega shouts at me, clearly expecting this kind of reaction. "This is an expected, kid. What you did was an EM wave change, which is a fusion between an EM being like me, and an organic being like you. I just didn't expect you to have a reaction like that, though I guess in that sense, your father was a little more into the specifics of it, rather than the here and now moments on it." Mega tells me, to my shock.
"Well, a little warning would have been NICE MEGA! I mean, it's only not like I just meet you, an alien being claiming to know my father and is being chased by enemies for an UNKNOWN REASON! Maybe a little heads up would have been fucking nice!" I say irritated. My right arm shakes whether from irritation or fear. Probably both, considering I am worried about dealing with Mega's enemies, and the fact that Mega should have thought to give a heads up about taking over most of my left fucking arm!
"I should have, based on the reaction you are having kid." He says, a visible sweatdrop appearing on his head. Wait, how is that even happening?" ANYWAY, kid, we need to deal with them, pronto. I assume you have no idea how to fight in this form, so I will teach you to fight. But first, we need to reach the train. When you get close to it, you can perform a jump to it, and enter its subspace. It's the only way we can stop the train." He says, his jaws moving like a hand does when it mocks a person talking. It's honestly strange to look at, as it's not something I expected to see at all. "Kid, stop spacing out, and go to the train!" Mega says, seemingly frustrated. I just sigh, and start running around the area, trying to find the path to the train.
It takes a couple of minutes, as I wasn't exactly an expert on the EM road waves of Vista Point, for obvious reasons. But I eventually reach a point that close to the train, and I see a tiny version of the Whirlpool that I changed into this form from. I just stare at it confused, wondering how I can get to it, when I notice it. A nearly invisible line of EM Energy, leading straight to the whirlpool. I touch the line, and I am flung with no warning to the whirlpool, and all goes white for a second, only to come back within a place, that I am pretty sure that someone on LSD would say, is a trip.
"Kid, don't lose your focus, the enemy is up ahead." Mega says, more serious and calm than earlier. Then again, reacting the way I did is to be expected, and he was trying to get me to calm down, to do this. While I understand what he wants to do, it honestly feels like he is using me for something I don't know of, and I don't like it. I hate having this paranoia, but it something I developed, no thanks to certain people always having some form of an agenda for me to fit in. I want to believe Mega doesn't have an agenda like that, but since he just appeared the way he did, it's hard to believe it. "Kid." Mega warns.
"Okay, Mega." I say to him, to please him. I walk forward on the only path, to a center platform, with eight odd-looking creatures on it. They have round helmets on, just looking forward as if they aren't doing anything. I just slowly walk forward, on guard yet confused. How does one really prepare themselves to face against what I can only assume to be viruses in combat, that is face to face?
Alright, Kid, I said I would teach you how to fight, and I will. You, I can act as a buster, I fire shots of energy that can do damage to an enemy virus. You can also feed me a battle card, and use it to attack an enemy. some cards are better than others in some situations, but for this one, a regular card can work perfectly. You can also summon a barrier, though it can't stop all attacks, like an enemy using their body to attack for instance. The very environment can also impact the fight as if you use a card that changes the battlefield to grass let's say, and you use a fire element card, it does extra damage, though the same applies to you. Always be aware of the environment, and the elements of the cards you use, and what your enemies type could be. Finally, I can hone in on an enemy, and strike them if you use a sword card. Range is key in a fight, and some cards require you to get up close and personal with them at times." Mega tells me, in a professional teacher tone, I guess I could put it as. I mean, for all purposes, I have my left hand is being controlled by an alien, telling me how to fight a battle with viruses.
The fight isn't too difficult, all things considered. I use an Air spread card to deal with most of them, and finish them off with the Buster Cannon, that happens to be the hand Mega assumes control of. There was a close call, where one of the viruses happened to nearly push me off the platform, which might have hurt, had I did fall off. I didn't thankfully, but it was not fun to deal with.
"Well, that was... Different." I say quietly, though Mega seems to pick up on it. Then again, at the moment he is my left fucking hand, so it's no surprise that he heard it.
"Kid, you did well for a first fight. Better than I did, when I first started at least. Anyway, you should go and but the train back, before questions are asked." Mega tells me.
As I go to move it, I stop and realize, that I don't even know how this is possible. "Mega, this is an old Coal powered train. How did the viruses even move it, let alone get access to it?" I ask, completely confused. The damn thing is meant for train tracks, not the damn dirt after all.
"Well Geo, technically speaking, all machines have the ability to unleash EM waves. Thus, they can be controlled by a virus. While rarely done, due to their age, machines like this could be used, it's just harder to do, then let's say a modern car of yours. Possible, but frustrating to do." Mega explains, after a minute of thinking. It's still weird, but it kinda makes a little sense.
Moving the train back into its spot, was a bitch, like Mega said it was for these old machines. Doable, but a damn pain in the ass. Making sure it is put back in the right spot, Mega forces us to separate back into two beings.
"Well Geo, thanks for your help." Mega says to me, seemingly grateful. It's hard to tell, what with him having a completely different facial structure than humans. "I might stay and hang with you. Who knows, I might even tell you about your dad at some point." That catches my attention. Some info about my dad! More than just the generic 'He is missing.' line!
"Well Mega, if you want to stay, you will have to tell me about my dad." I say, seriously, somewhat tearing up. This is the most I have heard about him in nine years.
"We will see kid. We will see." Mega says oddly.