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Episode 8 - Attack on Wyvern (2)


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Tomorrow Never Dies · Sheryl Crow


Location:

Multiverse: KK 2004 Multiverse

Universe: ACMI Universe-Prime


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Dies irae - Animation OST: Krieg


Multiple shots were currently being fired from all directions throughout the southeastern parts of District 7.

The Mobile Task Forces (MTFs) were currently engaging the three storey tall dragon that was trying to attack Touma Kamijou and the three Targets of Interests (TOIs): Misaki Shokuhou, Seria Kumokawa, and Ayu Mitsuari. The armored rescue vehicles were activating their turrets as they fired explosive bolter rounds that managed to penetrate the dragon's hardened skin, greviously wounding it. The right wing of the dragon had also managed to be ripped out from the impact of the explosion as the dragon would begin to crash towards two abandoned buildings, destroying several layers of floor and concrete.

But the dragon was not giving up without a fight as it tried to aim it's flames towards the armored vehicles in order to incinerate them within the flames and turn them into ashes. But the flames were being barred by automatic shield barriers that were protecting the armored vehicles who were firing undeterred.

Each round from a bolter that was fired by the turrets were being kept count. Each shot was fired with the precise aim of taking down the beast as it howls in great pain.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaah!"

And at that point, the ripped off wing of the dragon would eventually regenerate back into it's original shape and form, almost as if it never lost it. The greivous wounds that it had managed to sustain from multiple bolter rounds had managed to heal as well. And this was being noted by the MTF Commander who was in charge of the current operation, as he and his men were stationed from a rooftop just a few kilometers away from the fighting, using his advance visors that were attached to his helmet, zooming and analyzing the battle.

"Ma'am, it would appear that the creature seems to exihibit properties inherit to that of lizards which is that of regenerating various parts of their body. In the creature's case, it had managed to regenerate it's right wing and healed it's greivous wounds that are being dealt with by the boys who are riding in the tanks," the MTF commander reported from the comm-channel.

"Notified, Commander," the Tokiwadai Dorm Supervisor noted the report, eventuall speaking to Agent Hamazura from another channel. "Agent Hamazura, I believe it is time for you and Agent Haoyi to wear the Processor Suits."


"Copy that, ma'am," Agent Shiage Hamazura complied with the order as he turned the RV hard left towards a parking lot where he and the rest of MTF ITEM were currently at, maintaining a safe distance of a few kilometers. He eventually looks towards Mugino who was right nearby, her left hand was placed at the right side of Agent Hamazura's driving seat while her other hand was placed towards the side of her waist, sporting a concerned and attentive expression.

"Mugino, you and the girls stay here for now and observe anything that's happening on the screens. Me and my partner are about to go kick some dragon ass and assist the boys," Agent Hamazura said, sporting a determined expression.

"And how exactly do you plan on doing that without getting burned to get a crispy fried turkey? The Processor Suits I would assume as this is a first that I've heard of such a thing," Mugino sported a seemingly skeptical but actually inquiring look. And so were the rest of the ITEM girls sporting inquiring expressions.

At that moment, both agents of the MIB Division would draw out something from their inner pockets. It appeared to be a black-white rectangular container belt for the ITEM girls to see. Eventually, they placed it at the center of their waist, as the belt attachments would encircle around them.

"Set up," both agents uttered, sporting determined expressions, with eyes narrowed.

Eventually, through the use of a voice command, the rectangular belts from their waist would slowly disappear into hammerspace as grey high-tech pixels would engulf their entire physical appearance, surprising and intriguing the four ITEM girls.

The agent's black business suits were replaced with an advance set of armor, consisting of a black, streamlined, full-body armored suit, like a motorcycle riding suit but more solid, with a full-face helmet and visor. The light armor appears to be made from some kind of petroleum product rather than metal which is further enshrine by other powerful metals such as adamantium and vibranium for two given examples. The gaps in the armor have lines of lights which change color depending on the level of danger, and at the current moment was sporting green neon colors to denote a sign of safety.

These are known by the term Processor Suit Mark 5, a special full-body strengthening suit and the latest generation of Academy City's Bank that were further modified by the efforts of both Stark Industries and Wayne Enterprises, adding in aditional features such as node repulsors that were attached to the palm gauntlets which fires repulsor rays and other onboard weaponry. Sidewinder Self-Guided Missiles - also known as Ex-Wife Missiles were also attached to their shoulders, modified as well by Stark Industries and Wayne Enterprises who improved upon the product that was once owned by Hammer Industries.

"Woah...That's just super badass," muttered Kinuhata, sporting a shocked and awed expression.

"Alright girls, wish us luck," Agent Hamazura said, as he and Agent Haoyi would eventually teleport towards the battle through mental thought commands that were carried out automatically, as a bright flash of light suddenly engulf them which managed to make the ITEM girls raise their arms in order to cover themselves from the light before it eventually dissipates as if they were never there.

After a few moments at most, Frenda would eventually point towards the holographic screens that were displayed from the front of the RV. "Ah! Look at that!"


A few literal seconds at most, Agent Shiage Hamazura and Agent Jiang Haoyi would eventually enter the battlefield as they fly towards the skeis, with the gaps changing color to that of yellow which signified a time for battle, activating the jet boots that would allow them to enter mid-flight as they dived in, raising their palm gauntlets as they prepared to open fire, the palms of their hands were sporting a circular bright blue energy.

"Let's go, partner," Agent Hamazura said, sporting a determined expression. "On my mark. 3. 2. 1. Mark!"

And at that moment, they would both begin to perform simple jet-like maneuvers at Mach 10, almost as if they were an afterimage from the outside point-of-view, firing blue concussive blasts upon the various parts of the dragon who had taken notice of them only too late as multiple parts of it's body were being taken out and reopening the greivous wounds that it had once healed up a few moments ago, as the dragon itself would crash towards another part of the southeastern corner of District 7, damaging a few buildings nearby. The MTFs were all holding their fire as ordered by the MTF Commander who was ordered by the Tokiwadai Dorm Supervisor to stand down and let the two agents handle the beast.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Firing at the designated weakspots that were analyzed through the HUD of their visors, both agents had managed to thoroughly cut down both arms and attached wings from the creature through a full burst of their repulsor rays, which was then followed by a barrage of repulsor fire that were aimed towards the eyes, ears, chest, and other scanned vital points.

They needed to take this thing down with no mercy or strings attached in order to bring a precise end to the potential harm that it may cause. There were also concerns about the timeline charter to consider as time itself is likened to a river that must be cared for with the dignity and respect that it deserved. There are certain points in the timeline of ACMI Universe-Prime that would need to run naturally and not be allowed to ripple too far in order to prevent any timeline that could be a potential threat to other universes at large.

For one of the tasks of the SCP Foundation is it's duty to regard the sacredness of history while also making sure to keep innocent people alive from the aftermath.

With time, the greivous wounds and the ripped off body parts would eventually start to heal once more as the wings would start to regenerate once more. Which is why Agent Hamazura and Agent Haoyi would eventually use another type of weapon for this occasion.

For if they knew anything from their science class in TARDIS School which dealt with saurology, they knew just what type of weapon would fit for this occasion.

"Haoyi, I think it's about time we should use the Freeze Blasters," Agent Hamazura suggested.

"Right," Agent Haoyi agreed.

And so, they begin to fly a few meters backwards and begin to initiate quick-paced maneuvers as they dived in, aiming their palm gauntlets and fired what appeared to be gusts of cold white steam that would approach to the level of absolute zero, and froze everything that was in its path, from liquids to solids.

At that moment, the dragon is being froze to sub-zero, freezing the giant lizard where it stood, turning it into nothing more than an ice sculpture, immoblizing the lizard from it's tracks. Eventually, Agent Hamazura and Agent Haoyi would fire something from their wrists; missles that were locked on from multiple sides of frozen dragon and automatically detonate into numerous bursts of nanomachine clouds - OVER_LINE XCEED Mark 12 - that managed to thoroughly scan any types of tripwires, especially of the conceptual and memetic nature, and cut them all down from their origin link in order for the lizard to be secured and contained for further study.

Scanning: Tripwires successfully cut

"Supervisor Onna-Musha, we have successfully managed to secure the lizard. Requesting immediate pick-up for the lizard and clean-up asssessment," Agent Hamazura said, sighing heavily in relief.

"Copy that, Agent Hamazura. MTF Beta-7 will be sent in to contain the lizard and provide accordingly for the reconstruction of various damage properties throughout the southeastern corner of District 7. Possible memetic amnestics would be deployed in case of memory wipe for any civilian, student, or esper who was nearby in order to keep them safe and ignorant what had taken place for this moment," the Tokiwadai Dorm Supervisor explained.

Mobile Task Force (MTF) Beta-7 "Maz Hatters" specializes in the acquisition and containment of anomalies exhibiting extreme biological, chemical, or radiological hazards as well as the rapid containment and cleanup of areas affected by such anomalies. This includes the planning and deployment of contingencies for wide-area or pandemic spread of anomalous disease agents or other contagious phenomena.


"Huh, well that ended pretty easily," Kinuhata sported an impressed expression on her face.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Hm?," Takitsubo sported a curious expression, narrowing her eyes towards some of the screens showing multiple Queen Driver suits, yellow-black in color which signified their alleigance to A.I.M. were about to surround them from all sides, preparing to aim their repulsor rays and materialized particle beams that were hovering from a few meters above their shoulders. "Mugino! We've got some company! Multiple Queen Divers are coming," she warned.

"Hm?," Mugino sported a narrowed expression, walking towards the monitor screens from the back of the RV and seeing it for herself. At that moment, she could only begin to form a vicious smirk. "I was honestly wondering when would these spelling bees show up eventually on our side of the corner. Get me outside, Takitsubo, I'll handle this myself."

"Right," Takitsubo nodded, pressing a button that managed to open an automatic door from the side which was used by Mugino to casually step out and sport a confident smirk.

And as Mugino begins to walk a few paces, she would spot from the corner of her eye, the Queen Divers who were about to open fire on her, firing a bunch of particle beams of high speed velocity.

However...

"Don't you fucking underestimate me you bastards," she muttered.

And at that moment, multiple high-speed particle-wave cannon were shot from multiple directions, zooming from one direction to the next as it managed to counter the particle beams that would be fired upon her and thorougly decimate multiple Queen Divers, turning them into nothing but scrap metal.

For this was the true power of a Level 5 Esper. The Parameter List aside, there was a very good reason as to why seven Level 5s were chosen out of every single soul who had ever lived in Academy City. For they are one part of a whole that was in the fasicinating and intricate, but also quite perverted and cunning mind of one Aleister Crowley who had maanged to plan ahead with almost every set and option taken into account.

Mugino casually walks a few paces as if she was enjoying the pale moonlight that was shining brightly upon the twinkling sky, firing salvo after salvo of her beams that were spread out, accurately tagging the multiple Queen Divers that were still coming in droves. The damaged Queen Divers would explode into an expansive ball of flames that managed to engulf upon the parking lot.

The three ITEM girls could only look from the side, touching the sides of the window as they watched their fellow comrade doing damage control.

"Huh, as expected of a Level 5, she super has this right in the bag," Kinuhata uttered in awe.

"Of course, this is Mugino we're talking about, so we shouldn't really be surprised honestly," Frenda said, smiling in satisfaction and with a continous nod.

"Do your best, Mugino. We're rooting for you," Takitsubo said, raising her arms in a casual fashion.


"Sir, it would appear that the Wyvern has been captured by the Foundation. It would also appear that the Meltdowner had managed to decimate our Queen Driver drones with ease," the A.I.M. beekeeper private said, turning to his superior.

"As is expected and not the least bit surprising. For failure has given us much valuable combat data for us to sell to our clients. I believe that General Gensei Kihara would find this quite the peculiar interest as it would further improve upon the Queen Diver Marks. To which reminds me, what about the Imagine Breaker and the three TOIs?," the A.I.M. sergeant asked one of the A.I.M. beekeeper privates who were stationed at the control panel.

"The men are still pursuing them as we speak sir. Apparently, the Imagine Breaker had managed to leave many false spatial trails for our men to find. It may take a while before our men can locate them," the other A.I.M. beekeeper private explained.

"I see," the A.I.M. beekeeper sergeant nodded in satisfaction and contentment. "Quite the expected result. After all, the Imagine Breaker wouldn't have been one of the Committee's greatest of enemies if he is easily as capturable as a simple esper of this city-state. Let us shall we say run a test drive upon our enemies and have our advance computers run a thorough analysis. Capturing Shokuhou Misaki and Mitsuari Ayu is one main part of our goal, yes, as they are part of a connection to the Clone Dolly Project and their abilities would prove to be quite the vital resource if we we're to mine it's fullest potential. But another main part of our goal is to make sure that we must know our enemy well for the sake of practicality. In fact, I would not be surprised that our enemy may have something else that would prove to be quite a nuisance."


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The Clone Wars: ARC Trooper Theme | EPIC VERSION


Somewhere in District 7...

A highly advanced Hyper Space-Time Low Altitude Assault Transport (HST-LAAT) was invisbly hovering from the skies through the use of a cloaking field, slowly touching down and hovering a few meters to the ground. The blast doors would open suddenly. Multiple men in white armor and T-shaped visors, carrying advance rifles, would jump down from it and land from the asphalt floor and take their respective positions. After which, the HST-LAAT would suddenly disappear, dematerializing into another dimension to prevent further detection.

There was one among them in particular who was in command of this mobile task force squadron that had numerous accomplishments under their belt.

Pure white armor and with red markings seen from the shoulders and legs that were made up of a unquantifiable metal that is impenetrable from many types of physical and esoteric types of attacks, a visor that sported the Jaig eyes which was a symbol of honor, wielding two DC-17 hand staser blasters that carry a resemblance to a Magnum Research Desert Eagle if not a bit more advance, located at his dual pouch holsters and specialized belt. A commlink system built into his gauntlets and helmet, modified grappling hooks, and other modified advance equipment that would be fitting for one predictable or unpredictable scenario.

This was Commander Fordo - ARC-77, a famous Alpha-Class Advanced Recon Commando Commander of the Spatio-Temporal Armed Forces (STARS). He leads the famous MTF-77 Domino Squad, an elite group of Advanced Recon Commandos Alpha-Class Troopers that were specialized to handle many types of missions, especially the ones that are deemed to be strictly confidential or off the books, usually assigned under the authority of the SCP Foundation and serve the O5 Council and the Administrator directly.

As of this moment, he was raising his left arm which was showing a holographic projection screen, showing at least four blue life signs and multiple red enemy tangos that were encircling around them, and the four blue life signs were shown to be moving fast and on the run.

"Four life signs detected," Commander Fordo said, eventually grabbing hold of his DC-17 staser blasters and rolling it for a few moments before it stick towards a forward position. "All units, follow me and let's move out. We're going straight for the general."


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ED Song:

Betcha Never from Cherie (2004)


New Characters:

Commander Fordo (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison