Author's Note: This is fun! I'm glad I started writing again, even if support is low on the story's after so long. It was low before as well, but it was still a bit higher than now. This gives me something to do in particularly boring and uneventful classes, and I'm in a few this semester. Home to play, school to write. Probably should do my work… Enjoy the story!
Chief POV:
Trenchant had been gone for an hour now, leaving me to scroll through security cameras. The interface was simple enough, tap button to switch, hold button to skip through a few. Trenchant had the sentinels fixing the facility, and they were doing a quick job of it. A couple of sentinels flew around the room I'm in, fixing consoles and replacing the glass in the front of the room, but that was like half an hour ago. They were done in like two minutes. Watching them doing their work all around the base was an interesting spectacle. Watching as they pull up entire sections of collapsed roof and weld them in place, cleaning any extra debris, mostly other sentinels, and fixing most of the destroyed equipment. I see Trenchant every once and awhile, but he is truly trying to get the inventory done. The facility was massive. There are like over a thousand different cameras around the base. This base seems to not be on the moon, as much as being the moon. Trenchant appeared to be about half way done, but he is sometimes forced to wait for sentinels to fix something before continuing.
What could that thing from the video want? It seemed to know the facility, but Trenchant didn't even know what it was. How was that even possible? Trenchant said they barely explored the dimension, so I highly doubt someone from before left blueprints to a moon there. Or would it be a bluepacket? Doesn't matter, but it doesn't make sense. It couldn't have been here before, could it? Maybe something entered the dimension and changed into it? One possibility. Maybe there are more portals? That could make sense, something from an entirely different dimension, maybe one with a similar facility found its way here. That could get confusing, dealing with several different dimensions. Lets see what it took before coming to any conclusions.
Another hour later, Trenchant was finally done. I've been here close to three hours, I wonder what the elites outside think is going on. Trenchant enters the room and flies to me. "Inventory complete! Took far longer than expected. A total of 27 items are broken or out of place, and two missing items." "That's a lot less than I expected." "My inventory check only checked items of value, as protocol dictates in cases of infiltration." "So what's missing?" "The CAU and experiment 356." "CAU? What's that?" "CAU stands for Creature Augmentation Unit." "Augmentation? What did it do?" "The CAU was the second and final attempt at accelerating evolution in primitive life forms as part of the Species Preservation Program. It remodels the DNA of an organism into evolved DNA, and then hold and edits the organism and DNA until organism is fully developed." "That can't be good. Why was it the final attempt?" "The device evolved specimens too far out of range of the original form, disabling its ability to reproduce with others of its species and made them hostile. This lead to some species to become extinct." This is interesting, could the thing wanted to protect its species? It's possible it thought the CAU could do it without knowing all the information. But, if it knew about the side effects, it could be trying to make super soldiers.
"What about the experiment?" "You mean experiment 356? 356 was a life form doomed to extinction from a nearby planet. He was brought here for testing…" "Wait, was he a product of the CAU?" "No, he was brought in after testing of the CAU. Attempting to evolve species to preserve them had too many down sides. The Species Preservation Program decided to attempt another route. Preservation by composing the species into data, allowing researchers to study the species in simulated realities." "'Composing'? Like the Composer?" "Yes! The Composer was a result of this research. However, it was built based on non-functional prototypes. 356 was one of the only species that survived composing, however was corrupted through transfers, and was stuck in an incomplete transfer into a physical form. He is unpredictable, violent, and considered extremely dangerous." "Do you have any idea where it is? Did it go through the portal?" "I am certain. Scans show it left through the portal approximately 2 days after the intruder. However, I can not be certain on its survival of the transfer." "Its survival? Why?" "The portal works unlike any other teleportation technology. The technology involved in the portal was what the researchers used to compose 356, and the basis for the Composer itself. The portal is the only thing that successfully composes organic material and returns it to organic matter. A corrupted composed organism may not be as successful, however there was no testing of this possibility." Even a small chance could be dangerous in this case.
"What are our options here? If the thing that stole the CAU uses it, something worse could come through next. There is still the threat of the experiment, even if the chances are slim." "I agree, something needs to be done. However, the options available are not without many risks." "Which has the highest probability of working?" "We do nothing. The only risk is if anything else returns. There is a decent possibility that what is done with the CAU will stay there, and the probability of 356 surviving two transfers is almost none." True, if anything is made with the CAU it would likely be used to conquer everything there rather than here. But, once they do what they want in there, the greed may lead to wanting even more. "Any opinion that is less likely to end up in an interstellar war against an unknown, interdimensional species?" "Only other option is for you to go through the portal and find them yourself, however due to the nature of the dimension, you have a low probability of being successful." "What do you mean by that?" "Infinite universe that is only limited by height. Land that never stops but contains an average gravity only affecting the living organisms and air in the atmosphere. You will be looking for a cell in the middle 20 galaxies! The probability is so astronomically small I would round the number of zeros to the nearest centillion! This option is not a valid option." "What other option do we have? If I go, then the chance of the invasion of our dimension decreases, even if as indistinguishable as it may be." "Yes it does, but you also increase that chance if you make any kind of mistake. The chances are… wait a moment."
Trenchant moves away, towards another console, one closer to the front of the room. I follow, hoping he can tell me what's going on. He starts interfacing with it, and starts speaking. "Fluctuations in power output, kinetic pressure, and thorium levels." "You made up the last two didn't you?" "Something is coming through!" What? What would be coming through? The thing that took the CAU? The experiment? "Get me in there." "That's against protocol." "Forget protocol. Get me in there. NOW." "As you wish." Trenchant flies over to the right of the observation window. I follow as fast as I can. I notice the portal glowing brighter and staring to ripple like water. The portion of window Trenchant is at slides down to allow access to allow access to the room. I run through and stand in front of the portal, easily about 7-8 meters in front. The portal started pulsing light and ripples became more erratic. I pull out my energy sword and stood in a combat portal suddenly becomes extremely bright, to the point I was forced to squint. Suddenly, I hear a female scream. "AAAAHHHHHHH!" The light suddenly dims and all I see is a green missile coming straight at me.
It slammed into me, then fell to the ground. "Ooowwww…." It started rubbing its head. Well, she started. She was small, had bright orange hair, and large similarly orange eyes. She wore an oversized green hoodie and, from her position on the floor, I could tell she wasn't a fan of pants. She also wore dark green stockings, which just raises more questions for me as to why no pants. I switch the sword off to and put it away to help her up. "Are you ok?" "Ya, I've dealt with worse." She has higher pitched voice, one probably more suited for someone that looked a few years younger than she looked. She took my hand to help her up, but I miss judged her weight and pulled to lightly. She was heavy for her size. She fell back on her butt, but I pulled correctly this time and got her up. "What was that?" She stated as she rubs her butt. "I misjudged your weight. You look a lot lighter than you really are." Standing, she barely reaches the 5 foot mark in height. Her face gets red in anger. "Are you calling me heavy?!" "What? You look like you're about 60 to 70 pounds, but you're easily almost double that. I'm just saying you don't look your weight." She grew slightly confused. "Wait, pounds? What's that?"
This is when Trenchant decided to enter the room. "What are you doing?" It seems she just realized where she was, or where she wasn't. "What is that? Where am I?" She starts looking all over the room. Trenchant doesn't seem very patient through. "It does not matter where we are, however you are an enemy! Reclaimer, why are you not apprehending this foul beast?!" She doesn't take too kindly to that. She steps towards Trenchant, and angrily states, "Who are you calling foul beast?!" Trenchant took it as a threat and flew behind me to use me as a human shield. "I would prefer not to go through it again!" "Quite! Trenchant, what's wrong with her." She wanted to speak, but I held my finger up to her. Trenchant gains the nerve to speak again. "She shares a similar genetic structure as what attacked this facility. She also shares similarities in apparel as what attacked." "Ok, now your turn. Who are you and why are you here?" "I'm Cupa, princess of the Creeper Kingdom. I was being chased by something, saw a nether portal, and here I am." "I understood approximately none of that, but I will get to that later. Do you have any idea where you are?" "No? What's with all the questions?" "Trenchant, she isn't a threat. If she was, she would have at least some idea where she was." "Data is not incorrect. She is a similar organism to the attacker." "Then maybe she knows the attacker." "I'm right here you know!" "It would be helpful, but I doubt she will be willing to help. She is showing elevated signs of aggression." "Like she's dangerous, have you looked at her? She looks like she should still be in school." "I'm nineteen!" "It is not wise to underestimate these beings." "Depends, often the males and females of a species have differences, maybe there females are not as dangerous." "You're just trying to anger me at this point. Is that it? You're trying to get on my nerves?" "She is appearing frustrated with is. Maybe you should stop the potentially rude comments." "I'm just seeing how truthful she is. The fact she's gotten this frustrated shows she is used to being the center of attention, the fact she hasn't attempted to attack us shows she's able to restrain herself, and knowing her age just topped it off. She's speaking the truth, she is a princess. Of what exactly is most likely true as well." "Creepers." "Princess of pedofials seems more fitting, but not using that word probably gives you bonus points." "WHAT?!" She was fuming at that. I probably went too far there. I do hope she isn't that strong. "I will let YOU know that creepers are some of the most feared mobs out there! I will not allow you to belittle my race just because of your lack of understanding about my race!" "Belittle? Means you are at least some what educated. Likely next to the throne, so ether your mother was unable to have any males or your society isn't sexist, even when it comes to positions of power." Cupa was taken aback by that. "You're good at that. Yes, I'm next to the throne. I am the only child, but we aren't sexist. A few kingdoms are, but not ours."
"Pardon if I interrupt, but she is dressed in no manner of royalty." Trenchant had a point there, but I know better. "Depends, especially if given freedom from their castle some royalty like to dress comfortably outside their castle to fit in and not be noticed. Trust me, I've dealt with plenty princesses like that. Some in even less clothing." "What? This is what a lot of royalty wear. What does your royalty where?" "We are a mostly democratic society, so we don't have kings and queens. Some colonies still stand as a monarchy, so I have dealt with a few. But none always where what is comfortable. During important things like royal dinner and public appearances they wear much higher class clothing. We're talking velvet coats, jewelry out the ass, silk dresses, and clown makeup." Cups grew confused, again. "Velvet? Jewelry? Silk? And what the fuck is a clown?!" "May I remind you we are in a state of crisis? Silly banter will not get us closer to her leaving." "You seriously still have a problem with her? All right then, go show her the security tape of the intruder, see if she recognizes it." "That is something I can do!" Trenchant flies out of the room. "Come on, best not keep him waiting."
Author's Note: I did it again. Not as bad, better than before, but it's still really long. However, this is probably good as you won't get another chapter for like 3 weeks… Planned date is 3/24/17. Hoped you enjoyed and until next time, see ya!