HEY EVERYONE! SORRY FOR THE WAIT! I HAD TO EDIT THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER JUST A LITTLE BIT, SINCE I NOTICED SOME SPELLING ERRORS IN THAT, AND ALSO HAD TO TOUCH UP THIS CHAPTER AS WELL. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, The Way Home CONTINUES!
Chapter 4: Banshee's Turn
"You aren't pulling my leg, are you?" Jaxson asked, excited.
"Not at all. Shinku had the same problem when he first came here. I won't be able to make it last that long though," a brunette answered, wearing a white and beige coat.
"I shouldn't need much time. I'll help you take it where ever we need to go," Jaxson beamed, knowing this was going to be a huge step forward.
/+/30 Minutes Later, Earth\-\
Chase was playing Fallout 4, just starting to accept that Jaxson was dead. But a few things didn't sit well with him. For starters, his signal was suddenly dark without any type of distress signal, which is sent out if the uplink is destroyed. Also, the signal can only go dark when it is destroyed. Chase was currently deciding what to put on his newly acquired sniper, only to be interrupted by his phone. He answered it without looking at the screen, assuming it was his boss.
"Chase? Can you hear me?" A familiar voice asked, Chase jolting up.
"Jaxson?! Where the hell are you? Everyone thinks you're dead!" Chase asked, Jaxson smiling on his end.
"Well, I'll make this brief, since I don't have much time for the call. I'm in a whole other dimension or world, not sure which yet. Anyways, I'll be staying here until I figure out a way back. Apparently, there are three people who come here often, but are summoned. Since I wasn't summoned per-se, the method they use to come and go won't work. They tried, and nothing. I'll need help on your side. Find Ichiro, and find out what you can. I'm sending you pictures of him now. When you find him, explain the situation. Should he help, I'll see what I can do to drop the death mark on his back. That should convince him should you not be able to get his help any other way. You'll need to be careful though. Knowing who we work for, there should be another agent on his trail. You'll have to buy a plane ticket to Japan today, and leave ASAP. Locate and protect him until he can find a way for me to get back. You should be able to get through security by packing all your gear in my suitcase. I have it so it looks like normal things, and appearance if it has clothes in it if opened by someone who is not authorized to open it. That's why your DNA along with mine are encoded into it so it can detect who is opening it," Jaxson spoke.
"I know the one. Thank god your weird tech comes in handy. I'll start packing now, and get the ticket as well. I'll call you once I get to Japan," Chase informed.
"It won't work. I'm not going to sit by the thing for a day. I have to make sure I pull my own weight while here. I promised the person who was ordered to watch over me that I wouldn't be dead weight," Jaxson informed.
"Typical. Anyways, contact me again when you can. Stay frosty," Chase spoke.
"You are aware of the dangers I assume. Stay frosty Banshee," Jaxson finished, the call ending. As soon as the call ended, Chase finished with the game sniper, and went to grab Jaxson's suitcase out of the closet. As Chase quickly pulled the suitcase out, he heard something fall, and decided to look. What he saw was an AR 15 rifle, but it was slightly different than his, the biggest difference being that it was energy based. On the body of the energy rifle, there was a note.
Although you keep protesting against energy rifles, I went ahead and built one for you, making sure it could be combined with regular attachments. There are some cell cartridges for it in my dresser, second drawer. Feel free to use it.
-Jaxson
"Geez. You never listened. Well, I guess I should take it as a back up should mine jam, which it shouldn't," Chase sighed, putting the rifle into the suitcase, going to grab the cartridges. He found them, finding twenty in total, along with a post-it note that had the number "100" written on it. Chase knew what that meant, and took the twenty, finding that all of his guns and ammo took up half of the space that the suitcase had. He then grabbed his armor, which was made for the people who would use heavy guns, such as mini guns or non-mounted LMGs. However, since he was one of the few people who could still run with the heavy armor, they granted him use of one, which has saved his skin various times. He packed it, and noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He was questioning it, since he could have sworn Jaxson had taken it. It was a short blade, with the same measurements. He grabbed it and the sheath, putting it in the same bag. He left for the airport with the suitcase in the back seat, and kept his speed high, but not too high, since he didn't want to get pulled over.
/-/Japan, 15 Hours later\-\
Chase knew who he was looking for, and had his phone on him. He was walking around like a tourist: lost. Finding a bench he sat down, pulling out his phone, studying Ichiro's photo again, making sure he knew how the man's face looked. He looked up from his phone, and spotted him. Grabbing his suitcase, and made his way over to him.
"Ichiro?" Chase asked, the man turning to him. "Look, I need your help. Though we shouldn't discuss it out here. Do you have an office we can go to?"
"Um, I'm sorry, do I know you?" Ichiro asked.
"I was sent to do business by someone. Let's hurry. I'm on a tight time schedule right now," Chase explained, Ichiro sighing.
"Follow me," Ichiro spoke, leading Chase to his office.
After thirty minutes, Ichiro entered a building, Chase following him to the top floor, where his office was. As he entered Chase took out Jaxson's knife.
"This belonged to my partner. From my understanding, he was sent to kill you. Everyone believed him dead since his signal dropped off the radar without even sending a distress call. I was contacted by him and he explained that he was sent to a different world or dimension. Now, should you help, he said he would do something about the mark you have on you, since you're wanted dead now. I'll protect you until you can make a way to get to where ever my partner is and back. I'm risking everything on this ridiculous play of his," Chase informed, glaring at Ichiro.
"So it was successful in what it was supposed to do then? Excellent!" Ichiro smiled.
"What do you mean by that?" Chase demanded.
"Exactly what it sounds like. I was always fascinated by sci-fi movies, and wanted to brings certain things to life. What I made was a dimensional hole. I'm surprised he survived that though," Ichiro informed.
"Why would you be surprised that he survived?" Chase inquired.
"Well, scientifically speaking, the only way that you can get from one dimension to another is through a wormhole. And you know what happens in a wormhole?" Ichi explained.
"A little. At the event horizon, it feels as if time stops, and you get stretched out that you'll be a noodle in it. Your organs wouldn't function properly. A system shut down," Chase breathed.
"More or less. But you get the gist of it. He should have died. But now that he's alive, this could work to my advantage. Mind contacting your boss?" Ichiro asked.
"I do that and I can't protect you. This entire operation is Echo's idea. Should we be successful, your life will be spared, or Ja- Echo will personally protect you," Chase informed.
"I'm guessing that Echo is a code name. So, what should I call you?" Ichiro asked.
"Banshee. The wailing spirit. That is my code name," Chase informed.
"Alright Banshee. We will need to start working now then. I don't know what dimension he is in though. When he contacted you, did he give you any clues as to where he was?" Ichiro asked.
"Only thing he mentioned was that he had to make it quick, since he was unsure of how long he could talk," Chase informed.
"So a world with little to no kind of electrical communication. Though we can't rule out magical things, since that could very well exist in other dimensions," Ichiro explained.
"Ja- Echo can handle himself should we take too long. He has his energy pistols with him and many cells," Chase explained.
"So we have an limited amount of time, depending on how hostile the world he is in is," Ichiro added.
"He did say that he was staying with someone, and that they tried to send him back, however it wouldn't work. Apparently, he is in a civilized place, and they have magic. Other than that, that's all he gave me. Told me to seek you out, and you know the rest," Chase commented.
"Okay. When he calls next time, should there be a next time, put me on so that I may ask him questions. As long as he is alive, we can help him. But I do expect him to hold up his end of the deal. Otherwise, it's going to end up bloody," Ichiro finished.
"Understood. I'll get my gear together and protect you," Chase informed, pulling out all his gear. It was the heavy armor that was put on first, followed by the energy rifle with one cartridge being loaded into the weapon. He then let the energy rifle rest on his back. He then grabbed his AR 15, and loaded that, letting this rifle lay up against the desk for the time being. He then slipped a clip into his specialized Glock 40, and holstered it at his side. He then took the AR 15 and held it so he could easily respond to any threat.
AND NOW THE WAITING GAME! SORRY FOR THE STRANGE SCHEDULE, BUT I THINK THAT BY NOT HAVING A SPECIFIED DAY TO UPLOAD, I WORK FASTER AND SOMETIMES BETTER. SO, HOLD ONTO YOUR BUTTS, SINCE CHAPTER 5 SHOULD BE RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER. AND YES, CHASE WILL GET MORE TIME IN FUTURE CHAPTERS, AS HE IS A KEY PLAYER, THOUGH HE MIGHT NOT SEEM LIKE IT RIGHT NOW.