What the hell happened?
"What the hell happened to us and this place?" It was a good question. One no one knew the answer too.
"I do not know. I woke up because my chamber was cracked." The woman spoke. "I have little memory of anything before waking." She still played with her knife. "I was hoping one of you would know."
"That's easy, we're supertroopers, supposed to defend earth. We fail, we get frozen until they can fix the problem. Or they decied to kill us. They recently started to test us with a new chemical that would enhance our powers, but away from Wolfden and the other few labs. That help any?" Light boy looked at her. "I'm Mystic."
"A little." She nodded. "Why were you frozen?"
"I'm supposed to make exploding energy bombs, not pretty floaty lights. They couldn't figure it out so I got shelved." Mystic explained.
"Huh, And I got shelved cause I killed a handler. My power is causing insanity, hallucinations . . . I can also see past events and feel the emotions of those around me." He smirked. "I was called Bloodmoon."
"I hunt, I track, I kill my prey and those weak. I am Hunter." He studied the woman. "You woke up first, freed us, so maybe you are stronger than us?"
"Maybe, I don't know how strong I am." She faltered, a dim memory flashing. "But perhaps pretending to be weak will get attention of someone not smarter, to get answers." She studied the blade. "At any rate it would be unwise to pick off someone who looks unthreatening when she could help get answers."
"Pretty smart, for a woman who knows nothing." Bloodmooon snorted. "Including her own name."
" . . . I was once called Firebird." She traced the name she found on the blade. "You'll need me for tricks and lies. If you think I'm weak, then what of those who don't know what I am?"
"Bait." Hunter nodded. "It has its uses."
"Then let's get out of here." The men got to their feet, but Firebird's right leg didn't seem to want to hold her up. Griting her teeth, she put weight back on it. It held.
"Your leg was damaged, probably why you were frozen."
"I don't care if it was." She started walking, a limp noticeable, but it gradually disappeared as she walked. "It's stiff from not moving for a long time. Let's go."
Their first obstacle was the door. At some point it had closed, probably after the bomb had been thrown in. Firebird walked up to it, and casually put her hands against it. It took some effort but she melted a hole large enough for them to get through. Both Bloodmoon and Hunter shifted. There was more death beyond, but it was just as old as the one in the tomb. The lights floated out before them, and eventually they found the command chamber. Firebird easily slid into one of the chairs and turned a computer on.
It took hours, but finally, they had their answers.
I have no clue where this story is going to grow. Especially since I'm still working on closing a few other stories. The characters just recently appeared and I couldn't get rid of them.
One of these days I'm just going to list all the characters that I've made up . . . And I'm actually going to post most of their stories, too . . . some day.
Here's a sample:
Kanna, to be put in the One Piece section, she's a bounty hunter.
L. Walker, story will be put in the justice league section, private eye turned superhero after a rather bad case.
Both characters (I haven't given their full names and full plot for a reason) have stories outlined for them, but I've never gotten a chance to write it out. I'm half tempted to post the first chapters of their stories, or write a prologue/one shot introducing them.
And I still have stories to finish!