This is the basic skeleton of what's being worked on.. I want to make sure I
get THIS correct before I continue..Suggestions are WELCOME, and NEEDED!
Airtight fitting and latches on the dark blue hardsuit hissed as they
opened. Arms reached up and
took the helmet off, placing it off to the side. The suit then de-rezzed,
fading into vector lines then
nothingness. John sighed, looking down at the bruises covering 90% of his
body, and thought
aloud, "You know, I really SHOULDN'T do hand-to-hand with a boomer..".
Sighing, he realized he
didn't have any place to sleep for the night..
Looking around the darkened alley, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so he
sat down, too tired to
think straight and too tired to care. He drifted off quckily to visions of
different dimensions he'd
visited.
----
The man stood over him, laughing mercilessly. "Now you will know better than
to interfere in my
revenge, Firehawke... or should I call you John?" he spat down at the
helpless Firehawke.
John was kneeling and shaking uncontrollably with rage. "You bastard.."
The man just laughed. "You have quite a temper for a fallen warrior! To make
sure you don't interfere
in my plans any further, I'm going to kill you here... Eh?!"
John gathered the last remaining KI in his body-- all of his soul was in
this do or die attempt-- and
threw a KI-assisted uppercut. For a short instant, which seemed an eternity
to him, his hand glowed
white with pure power. The uppercut connected, and . . .
Everything in his world went black.
The dream faded, only to be replaced with another...
----
John rode the final lift upwards. He was almost there.. only hoping he had
enough time left before...
A robot jumped onto the lift with a metallic clang, shaking him out of his
thoughts.
"You AGAIN?! Didn't I destroy you once already?!", John moaned, "And I
thought my day couldn't
get worse!". The robot smiled, at least it seemed to. A trick of the light,
perhaps?
The robot was about the same height as John, and was colored metallic blue.
On his forehead was
a blade of some sort, a decoration apparently.
"You're not going to make it in time.. I'm here to make sure of that. Even
if you DO destroy me, I'll
have slowed you just long enough.. and if I destroy you, which I really
would like to do, then it
doesn't really matter if you make it to the top!", the shadowed robot
grinned and said.
Grinned?! Since when did robots grin???!
John was in deep trouble...
The dream faded, only to be replaced with another...
----
John cautiously took a bite of the meal, knowing well the effects her
cooking would have on him. He
was resigned to a painful existance, since no escape seemed available.
His vision blurred, and the room spun in directions that made Skyknight's
flying look tame. John
jumped up out of his seat.
"What are you doing?", asked the woman sitting to his left.
The man sitting to the right shook his head. "Heh, we all know how dangerous
your cooking is to
people, Akane! I think we'd better call the paramedics!"
"Ranma no baka!", Akane yelled, and with a muffled bang, ahe pulled a mallet
out of malletspace.
John's last thought for a while was.. "Why me?"..
Everything in his world went black.
3 seconds later, Ranma's world went black as well. Mallets tend to do that
to people.
The dream faded, only to be replaced by reality...
---
John awoke with a start, gasping. These were some of his most horrifying
moments, a few of his
brushes with death. Every day he lived, he tried to put these memories
behind him, to find a way
home.. but every night they would haunt him. He asked himself, "How many
more times can I cheat
death? My past will catch up to me eventually..", but found no answer waiting.
John looked down at the watch on his arm.. 4:30 blinked on the readout. He
was too nervous to
sleep, and was in territory not of his choosing. <Bubblegum Zone, from the
looks of it.. Skyknight's
here, I would assume.. I remember some of this from the fanfics that his
existance created back in
my home universe..>
Oddly enough, when a person left the universe he was from and entered a new
one, a ripple effect
occured, creating fanfics of that person back at the home dimension.
Skyknight had been well
known at the time John had been thrown from his home dimension. From his
many wanderings,
he'd managed to piece together a decent hardsuit with weak weapons-- he was
currently stranded
here in BGZ, and would need it to survive. The weapons were small
pulselasers, of good use in
short range combat, but if you're that close, punches, kicks, and other
martial arts would do more
damage, so they were all but useless. Of course, he was VERY careful to not
show many signs of
his existance-- his fighting boomers was a bad idea, but he DID need
something to pass the time.
The thought of contacting the Sabers had occured to him, but he shrugged it
off, believing it to be a
bad idea. "One added member is enough," he reasoned, "besides.. I don't have
the skill to join, and
they probably wouldn't trust me anyway."
John rose painfully from the rubble-strewn alley and picked his way
carefully among the dangerous
piles of junk, stopping only to grab his helmet along the way.
His mind was everywhere and nowhere. "I wonder how Skyknight, Twister, and
the others can deal
with being so far from home and homesickness so well.. It's depressing to
stand here realizing your
family may be dead before you can ever return.", he said aloud, "I need some
PURPOSE to my
existance.. there HAS to be a reason I'm here!"
"I'm too stressed out.. maybe I should go find someplace to relax.."
John's mind swept through several possible locations before deciding on the
'Hot Legs' nightclub. It
would be dangerous for him to be there-- Skyknight and the Knight Sabers
knew not of his
existance yet and it was one of their typical hangouts --he was certain of
that-- but his need for
relaxation was too important at the time.. "Besides," he mused, "Priss has
some of the best singing in ANY universe.."
The city of MegaTokyo: a place where you can find just about anything... if
you have the cash.
Firehawke Productions
Presents
He was once a normal otaku from his world.. but his life was shattered...
A VERY NonTechnical Film
MegaTokyo 2032
Now he wanders from universe to universe, searching for a way home...
The Knight Sabers
"Project Firehawke X"
But... maybe Fate has a reason for him to stay?
(With apologies Skyknight for
the theft of the logo design)
Copyright (c) 1996 John Peasley
CHAPTER 1.. "Dreams of Past and Present"
He stopped himself before reaching the street. <Whoa.. can't afford to be
caught with illegal hardware like a hardsuit helmet.. I have no ID in this
city, and getting busted would be VERY bad for my health..>
John quickly dropped the helmet behind a trashcan, covering it with loose
papers. <I just hope nobody finds it.. Getting stuck here is NOT in my plans..>
Stepping out onto the street, he mingled into the crowd, having managed to
get proper clothes the previous day. <It's amazing how collectors'll pay so
much for old currency.. my US cash is worth quite a bit here!>
John looked up, the evening beginning to slowly blanket the large megacity.
Neon lights beginning to appear here and there across his line of vision. He
increased his pace, remembering that the streetgangs were more common during
the evening hours. None of the passers-by bothered to look at him closely or
pay much attention to him. Had they done so, they would have noticed a man
VERY much out of place in MegaTokyo.
...more to come...
John "Firehawke" Peasley /|
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