Subject: [FANFIC] Bubblegum Crisis: Warhammer
From: "Doug Murphy" <Draxon-X@msn.com>
Date: 7/23/1996, 1:50 AM
To: "Fanfiction Mailing List" <fanfic@tendo-dojo.ranma.net>

  Hey everyone, I've been working on my new fanfic series, entitled 
"Warhammer" for a while now, its based in the Bubblegum Crisis universe, and 
it uses the "Put you in a hardsuit and join the Knight Sabers theme". This is 
a warm up series im doing to get the feel of writing without relying on a 
fight to make it work out right... However I fully intend to make it a 10 
parter ;)

  Before I begin, I need some info (SOMEONE has to know), First of all, How 
old is Linna? Or in that case how old is everyone? I made my guy 33 for this 
book but that might need some changing...

  Also what is the chiefs name? They were supposed to have gotten rid of Todo 
(or toto or however you pronounce it;) and I need to new persons name.


  Now you can begin surgery on my masterpiece, chop it up and send me all the 
parts that you think might need editing, L8r!


"Yes! Its finished!" A man with bloodshot red eyes blurted, almost as if it 
were a Frankenstine movie.

  "Okay, now to power this puppy up and get into it." He stared at his 
creation, a hardsuit, the wicked red helmet, the bright orange torso, with 
green stripes, the legs, an amber orange, this was his creation� 2 weeks of 
design�almost no sleep�and 3 weeks of actually building it�he rubbed viscously 
at his eyes, trying to keep them open for just long enough to test his awesome 
work.

  His new masterpiece seemed to split down the middle, preparing itself for 
its user to get in. The insanely-overworked man slid into the suit, first the 
legs, then the arms, and finally, the suit closed completely around him, he 
donned his wicked red helmet.

  A viewscreen flickered to life, giving a visual readout of the area,  3 
screens, the middle one labeled "Forward" the top one labeled "Above" and 
bottom one labeled "On your six". The view was disorientating for a moment, 
but he soon got used to it.

  "Okay, lets test it out." He said in a quavering voice, sweat dripping down 
his forehead�

  The visual readout was apparently a workshop, or a garage of some sort, with 
an array of tools laid out on a table...he was about 5 feet away from the 
table. He could almost hear voices speaking to him, as he decided to test out 
the basic capabilities of his new toy�

  "Faster than a speeding bullet!"

  He bolted to the table in less than a second...

  "More powerful than a locomotive!"

   He picked up a 3 inch thick steel bar, about  2 feet long, and twisted it 
into a pretzel. Only one thing left, he thought�

  "Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound!, doh, wait a minute, I cant 
do that right now...Damn I'm tired..." He could see visions of what he could 
do with this new power� Saving innocent civilians from the clutches of madmen, 
buying milk at the grocery store in combat armor!

   He yawned

  "Well, ill have to come back down tomorrow to play with my newest toy." he 
muttered to himself, as if on cue, warnings flashed across his display, and 
less than a second later he crashed, rather loudly, onto the concrete floor.

  "Damnit, I don't have enough energy left to even try to fix this right now" 
he yawned to nobody in particular. And fell asleep, still in the hardsuit, to 
begin a long night of dreaming of what was to come�



                              Draxon-X Proudly Presents
                                A Draxon-X Production                          
                     In Association With Internet Friends of Anime
                                   Bubblegum Crisis
                          W   A   R   H   A   M   M   E   R
                                     2035 A.D.




Chapter One: The Beginning


  "Holy shit,  Doug?!?"

  The orange blob of metal on the floor moaned loudly against being woken 
up...

  "Wake up! It's me, Curtis."

  The person inside the red and orange heap of metal tried to resist 
consciousness taking over, but to no avail, the person screaming at him to 
wakeup was going to die...a horrible...slow death...he grinned widely as he 
came up of ways to torture the person who had shattered his hibernation.

  "Wake up, damn you!"

  "Dammit I'm up already!" Doug spat back, opening his eyes, he was shocked to 
find that he was still in total darkness.

  "What exactly is this?" Curtis inquired

  "I don't know, I cant see a damn thing, turn on a light or something."

  "And you try taking off that helmet."

  "What the--"

  He reached up and groggily pulled off a red helmet.

  "I can't believe I fell asleep with this thing on, shit, oh ya, now I know 
what happened, damn thing died on me...help me get up, it's a bit too much 
weight for me to handle alone

  "Okay," he began as he pulled hard on a bright orange metal arm, "When in 
the hell did you put THIS together?"

  "I've been working on this baby for almost a month now."

  "Well, does it actually work or does it always just fall over like that?"

  "It works, I should be able to flush out the bugs within the next two days 
or so."

  "Okay, now, one more question about this thing, why did you build it?"

   "Why, I'm going to Tokyo, I want to see if they can handle another madman 
cruising around in combat armor!" he grinned widely.

  "OH SHIT, please tell me you made it for looks or something, or at least say 
you made me one too."

  "Nope, I fully intend to use it, and as for one for you,  that will be 
60,000 $ US"

  "They cant be that expensive, I could go out and buy a really good car with 
that"

  "Depends, but I will make a profit!"

  "Real funny."

  "Now, what are you going to do in Tokyo?" The bewildered friend asked

  "Why, I'm going on a one way course to joining the Knight Sabers!"

  The light-yellow haired friend sighed.

  "Well, put in a good word for me...."

  "Don't worry, I will., now, since this suit decided to die on me, I cant 
take it off the normal way, now, on my back is a small panel, pull it open and 
punch 2005 into the number pad."

  "OK."  The yellow haired friend flipped open a panel on the hardsuit, and 
tapped away at the keypad, seconds later, the suits front opened up, once 
again splitting down the middle-front side, revealing a man clad in a 
black...softsuit.

  "Ha! What the hell is that?"

  "Its called a softsuit you dumbass!"

  "Since when did you take up cross-dressing!?!" He began to laugh out loud, 
but was interrupted as a metal fist slammed into his face

  "Eat that, now, the next time you accuse me of cross-dressing ill beat you 
up until you wished you hadn't said anything, besides, I have to wear that 
when I'm in a hardsuit."  He finished slivering out of his malfunctioning 
hardsuit.

  "Agh, that hurt, you jackass!"

  "Thats what you get...."

  "Asshole."

  "Oh well."

                           4 days later...

  The dark brown haired imitation-vigilante was enjoying his first day in 
Tokyo, which was locally called "MegaTokyo", he could see the reason for the 
prefix... this city was huge, much larger than anywhere he had been before.

  "Lets see, first thing to do is get a car, then ill need a place to live 
while I'm here, hmm, it'll need to be descrete...where I can work without 
being bothered..." He was then rudely interrupted by an explosion not to far 
away.

  "Holy shit!" he cursed, then ran towards the disturbance...he saw a big, 
blue c55 boomer that dared to interrupt his peaceful day by blowing up a 
parked car, and then proceeding to demolish a building.

  "Ha, this is exactly what I wanted...now, where the hell can I put a 
hardsuit on without being noticed?"

  The imitation vigilante bolted back towards an alleyway, and saw that, 
thankfully, it was a dead end, he ventured into the shadowy place, and, seeing 
that nobody else was stupid enough to venture back there, he began to take off 
his shirt, revealing a red "S" on his soft-suited chest...He proceeded to take 
off the rest of his normal clothes and opened his large suitcase, and pulled 
out his orange and red hardsuit, he firmly planted it on the ground,  and was 
wrenched as another explosion rocked the area. The boomer was getting close 
with its path of destruction. The hardsuit finished sealing itself to him, and 
came online. He carefully checked all systems....nominal. It was now time to 
kick ass.

  He ran to the street, and his 360 degree vision kindly informed him that a 
boomer was happily killing an innocent civilian to his left.

  "Hey, asshole, Try doing that to someone who can fight back!"

  The boomer turned to face the source of the voice, and dropped the 
unconscious man to the ground.

  "Red alert, arm phasers and photon torpedoes, raise shields!" he laughed to 
himself, the boomer charged.

    It viscously swung at him with its right hand, our imitation hero blocked 
it, and then fired off his own volley of attacks, they were all evaded. He was 
jolted in the face by a punch with awesome force behind it. Then the boomer 
mercilessly grabbed his right leg, and then broke it. Pain seared thru Doug as 
he realized that this was not going too well. He screamed a deep warcry, 
triggered by pain. The boomer jumped back, ,just in-case his new plaything 
decided to counter at close range.

  "That was a mistake, you blue bastard, Commander Worf, FIRE PHASERS!!!!"

  His left arm immediately pointed at the boomer, as the combat computer took 
over for targeting purposes. A beam of red energy slammed into the boomer, 
knocking it back slightly, Doug tried to stand, but couldn't, the boomer began 
to close, charging into the beam of energy.

  "That was setting one, This...is not." He said matter-of-factly, and yelped 
slightly as his leg began to go into full annoyance mode�

  The beam of energy increased in brightness ten fold and knocked the boomer 
into the building that was previously 15 feet behind it. His status readout 
wasn't good though.

  Draxon Combat Armor
  Power to Sensory input : 54%
  Power to weapons: 34%
  Power to Actuators: 60%
  Reserve Power remaining: 52%
  Target: C55 boomer
  Threat Level (1-10) 8
  Recommend: RUN AWAY!

  "Well shit. Half out of power and all I did was piss that boomer off."  

  He could hear distant sirens, probably AD police, good, maybe they could get 
him out of this mess, oh hell, even if they did, they'd arrest him for being a 
vigilante, not to mention illegal weapons."

  "Computer, set phasers to 10% and start charging the Photonic Pulse Cannon."

  The boomer once again stalked towards his location, he fired his red beam of 
phaser energy at the boomer, slightly slowing it down. Damn, 3 minutes until 
the Cannon is charged...just fucking great! His feelings began to turn from 
excitement and anger to fear and slight despair, his leg was constantly 
annoying him. Then he heard loudly, in Japanese... "Knight Sabers...GO!!!!" 
and four hardsuits flashed into existence about 10 feet away, 2 on each side 
of the boomer. This was his chance...he had to impress them, NOW, if he wanted 
to join their operation. He stood up, ignoring his leg as massive amounts of 
adreneline surged thru his body.

  "Computer, all energy to the Photonic Pulse Cannon."

  The computer responded with a female synthesized voice 5 seconds later 
"Cannon charged, reserve energy depleted." Then the voice too died out.

  The four hardsuits charged the boomer, savagely beating it apart. Damn, I 
need some close range weapons, the Brown haired hero-in-training thought to 
himself, then shouted: "OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!!!!"

  4 hardsuits suddenly appeared stunned for half a second, then leaped back, 
away from the now crippled boomer, it roared in defiance, then an 
un-imaginably bright pulse of light slammed into its torso, blowing a hole 
about a foot wide in it. It was followed up by a full salvo of phaser fire and 
the boomer collapsed onto the pavement. He began to collapse as well but a 
white hardsuit grabbed him before he could hit the ground. 

  "Who the hell are you?" inquired the white hardsuit.

  "Call me Draxon, for now, agh, I feel like hell..." he responded in English
  The white hardsuit then began to speak in English, as well.

  "Well, you should be more careful, and cruising around in a hardsuit isn't 
the smartest thing to do."

  "Oh ya like you should be talking, AGH! Do me a favor, will you get me out 
of here, I really don't need your AD police hauling me in."

  "I guess I could do that."

 "Thanks, in that alley to the right of us is a large briefcase, thats my 
stuff, if you don't mind picking it up for me too, id appreciate it."

  "Well aren't I the lucky maid today." she mused, then the blue hardsuit 
bolted into the alley and then flew off, apparently with his (very large) 
briefcase...then pain overwhelmed him as he lost consciousness...


  He awoke in a white room on what seemed like a hospital bed. apparently, his 
leg had been put in a cast, and he could tell that some kind of pain killer 
was in him, his leg should be killing him, but it was like a dull pain...WAIT 
A MINUTE! he thought.. WHERE IN THE HELL IS MY HARDSUIT?

  He looked around the room, and heard the door creak open, and the now 
familiar white hardsuit walked in.

  "Hey, thanks for the rescue, what can I call you now?" He was hoping to get 
a name, although he doubted he would get one...

  "For now you can call me Saber Prime." it responded.
  "Okay, anyway, thanks for getting me out of there, now, where am I?"

  "Your in our infirmary, I want to ask you some questions."
  "Shoot"

  "Who are you, why are you cruising around MegaTokyo with a hardsuit, and why 
do you seemingly trust us so much?"

  "My name is Doug Murphy, I'm cruising around MegaTokyo with a hardsuit 
because I haven't had enough time to buy a place to live yet, and I trust you 
all so much because my purpose in coming here was to join you."

  "Excuse me?"

  "You heard me, I came halfway around the world to join you."

  "Okay, thats nice, now, why should I let you in?"

  "Because I have a spirit for going out and getting beat up by the bad guys, 
of course! But seriously, I don't know what skills you and your team have or 
lack, so I don't know what I can and cant offer you, I Majored in Physics and 
Computer Science in college, and my part-time hobby is developing energy 
weapons."

  "Hmm, I could always use an extra hand with making the suits and with 
upgrades, but frankly I don't know you well enough to just suddenly add you on 
to my team."

  "Your not even going to give me a chance?"

  "That is up to the entire team to decide, not just me, we take adding 
members very seriously, and we haven't ever added someone who just happened to 
get beat up by a boomer."

  "But you did bring me back to your base?"

  "Yes, we did, don't take that as too much of a gesture, most likely you wont 
see what the outside of this place looks like."

  "Umm, your not going to kill me, are you?"

  "Of course not, don't worry that badly, were the good guys, remember?"

  "Well, I still want into the Knight Sabers...I seriously want to do some 
good, call it a heroic impulse, I guess I could try to do it on my own, but I 
think I could do better as part of a team."

  "Thats nice," the white hardsuit replied, "I will consider your entry. I 
want you to rest here for a bit longer, don't even think about leaving this 
room! If you do then you'll be sorry for it shortly afterwards! We'll get you 
out of here probably tomorrow morning, and ill contact you if we decide to 
allow you to join, in the meantime, don't try to impress us by getting trashed 
by a boomer."

  "Why, yes sir." he replied, "What about my hardsuit?"

  "Its in safe hands, I think ill keep it here for a while, don't worry, it 
will be returned to you."

  "Oh great, all I needed, someone claiming my hardsuit..."

  "Well, get some rest, I will check on you in the morning." The White 
hardsuit said as it exited the room.

  Well, thought the hurt Hero-In-Training, I've done my best, now all I can do 
is wait and see if they let me in...
  

  Chapter 2�. 10 minutes later�The Quest�

  "He wants to WHAT?"  Nene asked, bewildered.
  "He said that he wants to join us." Sylia replied
  "Wait a minute," Linna began, "He came over here to join us? That's crazy!"
  "I thought it was strange too, but seemingly he is being truthful about his 
motives,  and now we have to consider whether to allow him to join or not."
  "True, Linna replied� he seems to have some decent resources, for a one man 
project, that hardsuit of his is pretty good, but I still don't feel 
comfortable with the way he bluntly announced he'd come over here to join us."

  Priss spoke up:

  "I don't really like the idea of a total stranger joining the Knight Sabers, 
were supposed to know each other and trust everyone with our lives."

  Nene replied�

  "Well, he wouldn't be a stranger for long, I think that we should check out 
his background, and if it is okay, then maybe we should let him in, he got a 
leg broken fighting a boomer, so he seems to have the same spirit as we do 
when it comes to that stuff."

  "I think," Sylia began, "That we need more information, Nene, I want you to 
get some info in his history, and we could have�Priss, keep an eye on him. I'm 
sending him on his way tomorrow, after we know exactly who he is and have 
established a behavior pattern, we can ascertain whether or not he is Knight 
Saber materiel."

  Nene smiled, "Ill have every ounce of info on him that I can scrounge up 
tomorrow."

  Priss frowned, "Damnit, why do I always get watchdog duty?"

  "Well," Sylia started, "Unless there's anything else, you all can go home. I 
don't think my "house guest" will be any trouble
        

                        The Next Day 11 A.M.


  "Hey, you, wake up."

  The blob with brown hair moaned�"noooooooo."

  "Wake up damn you!"

  "HUH!?!"

  Doug flashed awake,  and a white hardsuit stood over him.

  "Agh�what time is it?" The man with strangled brown hair asked.

  "Its 11 in the morning, you need to wake up. Were going to get you out of 
here."

  "OOOkay�" he stood up, mistake, pain seared thru his right leg

  "AGH!" he fell back to the bed. "I'm going to need crutches to even try to 
walk like this."

  "Ill have some brought to you soon, along with some more painkiller, then 
were leaving, where do you want to end up?"

  "Near a motel or a hotel of some sort for now, ill resume my crusade of 
buying a place to live after my leg heals." He rubbed at his hair, a tangled 
mess.

  "Allright, ill be back shortly." The white hardsuit said as it turned 
towards the door.

  "Wait a minute, did you discuss me joining with the other sabers?"

  "Yes."

  "And�?" his face seemed to explode with hope.

  "We need more time, we will contact you."

  "Okay." He said, somewhat disappointed

  The white hardsuit exited the room�


      3 days later�

  Doug sat on the couch of his new temporary residence, scribbling notes down 
onto a sheet of paper. On the paper was a diagram of his hardsuit, with tons 
of little black squares drawn over it, some mathematical theory and incomplete 
programming code was on the back. The front was labeled "Point Defense System" 
and beside the diagram was a bracket labeled problems, and on the other side 
it was labeled solutions�he quickly jotted down, under problems: "Not enough 
power to support full blown phaser fire from more than 2 sources." Under 
solutions he wrote "Improve battery supplies and increase power 
generated�switch to new power source."

  "Damn," the brown haired  man thought, "They said id be contacted�And dammit 
this cast is annoying!"

  He trodded over to his overgrown briefcase, and searched thru it, and pulled 
out a razor. He began to systematically slice down the middle of the cast. He 
pulled it off a moment later, and found a trash can and conveniently tossed it 
in.

  "Well, it seems my leg is better�hmm�I need to go out and buy a car�"

    He walked into the bathroom, and turned on the shower to almost its 
hottest setting�


   Nene walked up to Sylia's apartment, and knocked on the door, it opened a 
few seconds later, and Sylia welcomed her, she entered, carrying a folder with 
some papers in it.

  "Sit down, ill start some tea up."

  Nene sat down on the couch, and sifted thru the folder�papers labeled 
"Subject: Doug Murphy" and the like, she had worked on getting information 
together about him for the past 2 days, and put it all together into this 
little collection.

  Sylia calmly entered the living room and sat down in a comfortable looking 
chair.

  "I take it you've got the information about our new friend?"

  "Yup, let me go ahead and tell you the major stuff, name: Doug Murphy age: 
33, born in Knoxville, Tennessee, graduated at the University of Tennessee, 
and majored in Physics and Computer Science, criminal record limited to 
breaking curfew a couple of times in his teenage years, currently an investor 
in various stocks which is where he is getting his money from, and other than 
that, there is nothing major or unusual about him."

  "And your position on allowing him to enter the Knight Sabers organization?"

  "Go for it."

  "Hmm, that's one of four. I'm going to contact Priss, I'll bet she is having 
a great time."

  Nene laughed, rather loudly, at the thought�and a wide grin broke out over 
her face.

  Sylia opened up her cell-phone, and began to dial�


  Priss sat on the top of a building, overlooking the motel that Sylia had 
chosen to drop off their new Saber-hopeful.

  "Damn this is boring," she thought to herself, "He hasn't done anything in 
DAYS!"

  Priss's thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of a cellular phone. She 
answered�

  "Priss, what's your status?"

  "He hasn't even tried to leave his motel yet, and I can't see inside. Wait a 
minute, the door is opening�he is leaving!"

  "Okay, I don't want you to follow him, instead, see about getting into his 
room, I want to know what he's been up to for the past few days."

  "Got it, he is going down the stairs�. He's on the sidewalk," and a few 
seconds later added,  "and now he's out of sight."

  "Good, go ahead."

  The brown-haired woman stood up, her legs whined, she had been sitting down 
for too long�she brushed off her red biking suit, and headed for the door to 
the stairs�A moment later, she arrived at the door, twisting the knob, she saw 
that it wasn't locked.

  "It's unlocked, I'm going in." Priss said as she opened the door and walked 
in. On the floor a few feet from the door was an overgrown briefcase�.the same 
one she had airlifted from the last combat mission she was on. She opened it, 
and saw a very compact hardsuit. 

  "Hey Sylia, his hardsuit can collapse in on itself."

  "Thats another add in option ill check into when I get the time." Sylia 
replied

  Priss looked over towards the couch, on the coffee table in front of it was 
a piece of paper that showed abuse, it had been scribbled on all over.

  "Hey Sylia," Priss began, "This is interesting, apparently he's been 
designing some stuff, there is a piece of paper that says "Hardsuit Point 
Defense System" and it has a diagram of a hardsuit, with tons of little boxes 
labeled "Phaser" on it, on the left side, it says "Problems" and on the right 
side  it says "Solutions" it seems his suit doesn't make enough power to 
handle this system, but it says he's going to change that sometime. on the 
back is a bunch of math stuff that ill let you look over."

  "Make sure you get a snapshot of it." Sylia replied

  "Okay�wait a minute�what the�"

  The door burst open, and a widely grinning brown-haired Doug barged into the 
room.

  "Got ya! Red handed! Allright, I know your a Knight Saber, so which one are 
you?!" He demanded

  Priss involuntarily retreated two steps, shocked by this sudden entrance and 
the fact that she was seemingly trapped in the room.

  "I said: WHICH ONE ARE YOU! Now, you gonna answer me, or are you going to 
stand there looking like a dumbass?!?"

  Sylia quietly shook her head and closed her eyes�then a small grin appeared 
on her face�

  "What?" Nene inquired

  "It seems Priss was just caught by the Knight Saber-wannabe."

  Nene began to laugh uncontrollably�

  Priss retreated another step, before regaining her composure.

  "Why you jackass!" she said, and walked up to him, he was grinning VERY 
widely, and then a fist found its way across his face, desolating that grin.

  Doug retreated a step, dumbfounded as to why she would just suddenly punch 
him. He was sure she was a Knight Saber now, nobody else had a reason to spy 
on him.

  "Hey, peace!"

  Priss stepped back, satisfied that his grin was now completely gone, she 
pulled out a camera, and took a snapshot of the sheet of paper from both 
sides. Doug didn't interfere, he wanted the KS to see his work, and as an 
added bonus, he now knew exactly what one of them looked like.

  "Okay asshole," she began, "Just how in the hell did you know I was in 
here?"

  He grinned again, but then quickly built up a straight face, he didn't want 
to get beaten up just yet. He pointed at the floor just next to his left foot, 
where a contraption about 6 inches long was shooting a red laser-light just 
behind the door.

  "Are you here on official business, or are you here taking scenery pictures. 
Don't even try to say your not a Knight Saber, it would make you look severely 
stupid."

  Priss frowned. Damn, she thought to herself, outsmarted by a rookie.

  Sylia's voice spoke thru the cell-phone once again�

  "Don't bother trying to fool him, he knows what you do now, just say that 
his application is being considered and then walk out."

  "I'm here to tell you that your application is being considered, later."

  She walked out, and a huge grin once again appeared on the brown haired 
imitation-hero. He sat back down on the couch, and scribbled under "Point 
Defense System" "Excelsior Class Hardsuit".

  Perfect! He though to himself, he had botched up one of their little find 
and retrieve missions, and that had to have impressed them�

  He got back up, grinning widely, and exited the motel, this time locking the 
door, it was time now to get settled in.

       An hour later�


  "I'll take it." Doug said to the car salesman that stood in front of him, he 
had been looking for a car, and this blue "munchkin" car seemed something that 
he could handle for a while�.

  "That'll be 2,000,000 Yen."

  "Do you mind US currency? I haven't been in Japan long enough to get 
anything changed over."

  "No problem, just give me your card and we'll have you on your way in 10 
minutes.."

  "Thanks."

  Okay, so I've taken care of the car part�now, ill need a house 
somewhere�lets see, it would have to be somewhere on the outskirts of town�


                 20 Minutes later�Sylia's Apartment

  "Where's Linna?" Priss asked as she walked into Sylia's living room�

  "She couldn't come." Sylia replied

  "Let me see those snapshots." Sylia said to Priss, as Nene began to giggle�

  "And just what are YOU laughing at!?" Priss demanded

  "That was funny! hehehe, I wish I could have seen the look on your face when 
he barged in!"


  Priss frowned, and then handed Sylia a disk, and they walked down the hall 
to a room with a large viewscreen and a computer workstation. She inserted the 
disk, and a menu appeared on the screen with two selections, Sylia selected 
the first one. The picture of Doug's diagram appeared onscreen.. She looked it 
over carefully.

  "Hmm, I have no idea how a phaser works or how much power it uses, but I'm 
going to assume his power systems aren't very strong, so he cant yet utilize 
this design yet."

  Nene began to speak�

  "Id say that his suit has plenty of power, remember that huge blast of 
energy that destroyed the boomer he was fighting with?"

  "Yes and I also remember him falling over, now, even with a broken leg, a 
hardsuit can stand up under its own power, so id say it was out of power�"

  "Hmm, well, Sylia, lets see the other side of that paper."

  Sylia promptly pressed a couple of buttons and another image flashed 
onscreen�

  "A very crude and bugged targeting system. Lets see, this here says 
basically shoot all "phasers" at any incoming object that has a lock on the 
hardsuit, and the rest appears to be an incomplete combat computer setup.." 
Nene was loving being able to share her expertise, she knew Sylia understood 
everything on screen, but Priss wasn't a programmer or scientist, so she 
probably didn't know what anything on that paper meant without an 
explanation..

  Sylia spoke�

  "Priss, what is your position on allowing him to join the Knight Sabers?"

  "Hmm," she began, "The way he caught me in his motel room was good, real 
good, and it seems as if he knows what he is doing�from what I can see he is 
trustworthy�I say we march his ass over here and let him in."

  "Well," Sylia said, "I'm convinced that he isn't from some organization that 
would want us dead, and that he is in no way a threat to us, he was too 
truthful with me in the infirmary to be after us. So, unless Linna declares 
war on letting him in, I think we might just have a new member on our hands."

  "What are you waiting for, call Linna!" Nene demanded

  "She is busy at the moment, ill talk to her about this next opportunity."  

  Sylia's Cellular phone rang�she answered it�

  "Hello? Oh hi Linna,�that's great�uh-hu�oh ya, unless you have any major 
disagreements, we are going to be adding another person to the team, uh-hu, 
remember 4 days ago�yeah, him. Well, come over here and we can all discuss 
it."

  Sylia closed the cell-phone�

  "What did she say?" Nene asked.

  "She said that if he had been checked out by us that everything was fine."

  "Well,"  Priss said, "Looks like there are now 5 Knight Sabers, not counting 
Mackie."


   Elsewhere�

  "Perfect." Doug said to nobody in particular, "I've been out here for over 
an hour and I haven't even seen a place that would suit me."

  He pulled into an empty driveway, and turned around,  and started heading 
back towards the center of MegaTokyo�

  45 minutes later�

  He pulled the "Gremlin" into the parking lot of the motel he was staying at. 
He then parked and got out of his car. He walked up the stairs and when he was 
near the top he saw a woman with dark blue hair standing next to his door. 
"Who the hell is that?" he thought, then he remembered his new association 
with the Knight Sabers� hopefully, this was a member he was looking at.


  "Can I help you?" he asked.

  "Are you Doug Murphy?" she replied with a question

  "Yes."

  "I am Sylia Stingray, would you come with me?"

  "Why?"

  "K.S."

  "Oh, I see, let me get my briefcase."

  Doug unlocked the door to his motel and entered, he grabbed his overgrown 
briefcase, and walked back outside and followed Sylia to her car�he put the 
briefcase in the back seat, and sat in the front passenger side�

    
  Chapter 3�20 minutes later�The Joining�.

  Doug followed Sylia thru the hallway of a moderately large building, with a 
lingerie shop at the base, but with a lot of rooms in the upper levels. He was 
led thru a decently long hallway, and Sylia entered a door, he followed. He 
was in a living room, probably used as a meeting room, 2 women were sitting on 
a couch, keeping a careful eye on him, and then he looked at the person who 
had taken over the recliner and saw the woman that had invaded his motel 
earlier that day. He could feel his pulse increase�his temperature raised�

  The woman in the recliner stood up, and walked in front of the nervous 
brown-haired-hero in training.

  "As I recall," she said "You wanted to know which Knight Saber I am, well, I 
would happen to be the blue one."

  Doug froze�either he was about to die, and this was the bad guy's 
traditional "since your gonna die anyway ill tell you everything" speech, or 
he was about to join the Knight Sabers." Instincts said he was about to die. 
He fought back at his natural urges and tried to calm himself down, with some 
limited success.

  "Hey Nene," the brown haired singer began� "He's terrified of us, damn this 
is fun! Oh, by the way, names Priss." She said, now to Doug.

  "Umm, oh, ya, I'm Doug, Doug Murphy, call me Draxon!" he said nervously.

  Sylia sat down in the now vacant recliner�

  "You don't need to be scared of us, we don't bite.." Sylia said to the now 
very nervous Draxon.

  Priss walked to a vacant couch (one of three in the room) and sat down. Then 
the only one in the room that hadn't spoken decided to speak up�

  "I'm Linna,"

  "Hi Linna," he said, a bit calmer than he was a moment earlier.

  Doug's pulse began to lower as he saw that no viscous murder was planned for 
him. He sat down on the only couch left that was vacant.

  Sylia decided to start off the conversation�

  "Four days ago, we heard over the AD Police radio frequencies about a boomer 
that decided to go AWOL. Usually we would leave a single boomer to AD Police 
but it has been a while since anything happened so I decided to get the group 
together and go after it. When we arrived we saw you battering it with energy 
weapons. We fought with it for a few seconds, you yelled "Out of the way." We 
jumped back, and you finished it off with more energy weapons, after we 
brought you back here you notified me of your interest to join the Knight 
Sabers, well, you have been accepted." She smiled slightly

  "I'm in? YES! Thank you! You won't regret letting me in!"

  "I hope not, I've seen the design for the point defense system, and id like 
for you to explain exactly what a phaser is real quickly, then I'll get you up 
to date on everything you'll need to know."

  "You got it! Phasers are a weapon based on lasers, but much improved, they 
conduct power thru superconducting crystalline structures and target by 
re-aligning the crystals, the energy can be fired in kinetic, heat, or light 
forms." He hurriedly got thru his description.

  "You seem to have a good idea of what your talking about, you'll have to 
read thru the Knight Saber code soon, ill give that to you before you leave. 
Basically we operate to try and keep boomers under control, and sometimes to 
stop Genom  from taking too much power. To continue operating, we go on 
mercenary missions for money that is always needed by a group with technology 
of our level to maintain."

  "I see," the now calm Doug stated "When do I start doing stuff?"

  "Well, tomorrow, id like you to fill me in on how to make phasers, I like 
that weapon's potential, and we'll start work on your new hardsuit, keep in 
mind you wont be using it for a while."

  "Your no fun." 

  "It will take time for you to realize this, but what we do is not fun."

  "Oh I realize it won't seem fun after a while, but I intend to enjoy myself 
supremely sometime soon."

  "Don't even think about going overboard with the fun stuff." Sylia said 
sternly.

  "Your the boss." He said, then added "Right?"

  "You could say that."

  "Are you the white Knight Saber?"

  "Yes."

  "I guess all I could say for now is thanks for airlifting me out earlier 
this week."

  "Hey!" Priss said, in mock-anger, "She just had to carry you�I ended up 
with�THE BRIEFCASE�"

  Doug couldn't help himself from laughing for a few seconds� That thing was a 
nightmare to carry when it had the hardsuit in it, but it didn't when she got 
it, so he guessed that she was referring to its size�

  "I pity you�" he responded, then added  "I'm going to have to get to know 
you all, so my first quest will be to� Take you out to dinner, one by one, 
until I am sure I know you all!"

  "Hey," Linna said, "If your paying, I'm eating!"

  "Ya I always loved a free meal!" Nene said in an excited tone.

  "Ya Nene your going to drive yourself broke soon buying all the cake in 
MegaTokyo�" Linna replied

  "Well, the first victim on my list is�.Priss!" Doug broke in before Nene 
could declare war on Linna 

  "Why, are you attracted to women who beat you up?" Priss taunted.

  "Yup." Was Doug's blunt reply

  Nene forgot her war against Linna and started laughing, seconds later, Linna 
joined in, it took about 15 seconds for the knight sabers to regain their 
composure.

  "You know, its hard to believe that you 4 people are the result of a crusade 
of mine that lasted almost a month and a half.."

   "Why is that?" Sylia inquired.

  "I don't know�"

  "Hmm, well, what other projects were you thinking about when you came over 
here?"

  "You mean besides the point defense system?"

  "Yes."

 "An imaging system, set up like virtual reality, you think about a direction 
and it happens, but I don't have any idea how to set up the neural interface 
without altering the wearers body."

  "That will be easy to fix, our hardsuits can sense brainwaves, it uses them 
in hardsuit control, its kinda like a security measure, if anyone ever managed 
to steal one of our suits, they wouldn't be able to use it because its 
movements would contradict what they wanted to do, they would probably end up 
jerking around on the ground harmlessly until someone found them."

  "Cool, once I get used to your systems I should easily be able to integrate 
the VR system."


 "Excellent, before you go you might want to get your hardsuit down to our 
hardsuit bay, I'll see about fixing it up a bit, it might be possible to 
simply replace key parts of it instead of making a whole new suit. Also, the 
day after tomorrow, you'll start combat training. In about a week we will be 
testing everyone's skills, we work by levels, say, you could be a level 5 
fighter, or maybe a level 10 war machine."

  "Depends on what kind of combat it is, I like ranged weapons, my suit 
probably wont ever miss a shot with phasers."

  "What's wrong, hero wannabe? Cant handle it up close?" Priss taunted.

  "Hey give me a break, ill have to get better as time goes on�"

  "Well, the sim will be hand to hand combat, but I will take into 
consideration that your a ranged person when I decide if your good enough for 
combat." Sylia explained�

  Linna stood�

  "I'll be handling your physical training, I want to do a little test real 
quick." She walked towards Doug�

  "This is a test of the emergency are you ready for a punch in your face 
system, this is only a test, if this had been an actual attack, you would be 
flying thru that window over there, heading towards the ground at an 
incredible rate."

  She threw a swift punch at his stomach, both of his hands automatically 
swept down and blocked her left hand�Then he saw a fist flying at his face at 
incredible velocities�it halted less than a half inch away from his eye.

  "You seem to have some potential, ill have to get you in shape�"

  Her lips sunk into his, her warm, wet mouth fusing with Draxon's�

  "ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?" Linna spat angrily

  "Whah, HUH?! Oh, SORRY!" Doug said now fully awake from his daydream�

  "You�weren't daydreaming about me, now were you!?, I know you 
wouldn't�FANTASIZE either!" Linna was now ticked, how dare this man she had 
never met before today have fantasies about her�!

  
  "Umm no well I, Aw shit!" he said�his face exploding into a huge blush.

  Priss and Nene began to laugh uncontrollably, Sylia grinned a bit, Doug 
decided to join with Priss and Nene, hopefully. Linna wouldn't be too mad�

  "You little scum, now you want to laugh about it! Eat THIS!"

  Doug's hope of Linna not being mad was shattered almost as much as his head 
was when Linna's foot slammed into it, Nene's  laughing ceased at that 
instant, Priss began to laugh even louder, sending her lungs into convulsions 
trying to get air. Doug stood up, an ancient instinct that he had not felt 
since the sixth grade of middle school took over� He punched the grinning 
Linna across her face, and then belted her in the back of the neck, she 
crashed onto the floor.

  "Draxon!" Sylia thundered

  Linna stood back up�

  "Okay you asshole you want to fight then we do it on my grounds, consider it 
step one of your combat training!"

  "Deal!" he yelled at her.


  "This should be interesting." Priss mused.

  The full realization of what had happened suddenly poured into Doug's head�
"Oh shit�god dammit that wasn't supposed to happen!"

"He can ride with me." Sylia said plainly
  
 "Huh? Your not going to stop them?" Nene said, seemingly puzzled

  "No, Sylia said, I want to see how he handles a *REAL* combat situation."

  "He doesn't stand a chance!" Priss laughed while she explained, "Even I 
wouldn't take Linna one on one without a good reason!"

  Linna walked to the door, and calmly walked out�thinking to herself: "This 
will be FUN!" she usually took combat very seriously, but this time she was 
going to savor bashing someone's face�


Chapter 4� The War and the Peace Treaty�35 minutes later�


  Doug was following Sylia to what was apparently going to be a battlefield 
soon, they were walking down a small corridor with doors on both sides spread 
around�

  "She's going to kill me, isn't she?"

  "No, you'll be sorry for hitting her, though, VERY sorry�" She said with 
emphasis.

  "I couldn't help it, when she hit me, I wasn't expecting it, so it triggered 
a reaction process I thought I didn't have anymore."

  "Explain."

  He sighed, "Not enough time, my demise is just beyond that door, so ill 
explain it to you after the war."

  "You'll explain it to me NOW."

  "Allright," he said, leaning against the wall, "A long time ago, in the 6th 
grade to be exact, I was constantly fighting, 47 fights in a single school 
year�after a while, my mind developed what you might call a "combat computer" 
that took effect whenever a threat was perceived. After that year things got a 
little more peaceful so the instinct died, I don't see why it would re-surface 
now."


  "You are trying to hide it," Sylia said, "But you are ultimately stressed 
out right now, now, stress combined with a perceived threat could revive some 
old instincts, so there's your explanation. Don't worry, after Linna mops the 
mat with your face she will forget about the entire incident."


  "Well thanks for the encouragement. Well, time to face my complete and utter 
destruction." He said with a grim tone

  "I thought you liked fighting?" Sylia asked

  "Only if its with some nameless person, or a boomer, I hate fighting with 
people ill be around a lot." He explained�

  "Well, give her a good fight, and don't take it too far, when you have 
gotten anything thats in your system out then stop, I know Linna wont keep 
going if you give in, and if you should somehow win, then continuing the fight 
would mean facing me�and ill have my hardsuit on!" she said in a commanding 
tone.

  He opened the door, and saw Linna, now clad in an exercise suit. He walked 
on the padded floor to the middle of the room.

  "Ready anytime you are." He said

  Linna walked up and immediately started attacking, a blurring combination of 
 punches and kicks, Doug managed to block and evade most attacks, he threw a 
quick jab and immediately felt a foot slam into his stomach, knocking him 
back, he then bolted at her with incredible speed and began his own array of 
assaults, the two stood relatively still, blocking and attacking at blurring 
speeds.

  "Damn Sylia, he is holding up against Linna�this is unreal, I thought he 
couldn't fight!" Priss said, surprised by his fighting ability.

  "Linna is no longer fighting a conscious Draxon, he is not controlling his 
actions, its like a subconscious program that happens occasionally. He said 
that particular instinct was supposed to be dead." She said, still watching 
the two in their own personal war, keeping close watch to make sure that they 
weren't going over the edge.

  Doug watched what his body was doing without his consent, damn, he thought, 
I didn't think I could fight like this anymore. Sweat poured down his face as 
him and Linna continued to attack constantly�neither one of them able to get 
thru the others defenses. He sent his right hand towards Linna's chest, hoping 
to hit her and interrupt the delicate balance he knew her lungs were keeping. 
It too was blocked, and as was Linna's counter attack, his body continued to 
fight as he thought of his new battle plan�

"Let's see�wait a minute�chest�breast�AH HA! I've got it!" He thought� "NO WAY 
IN HELL SHE WILL BEAT THIS ATTACK!"

  He took control back from his body, and continued the pattern of 
blocking�she was attacking in a regular pattern�why? He continued this for 30 
more seconds and saw his opening�he lunged his body at her, and grabbed her by 
the back of the head, and forced her struggling body into a deep French Kiss, 
she was utterly stunned, she stood there limp for almost two seconds, then 
Draxon backed off 2 steps and belted her in the chest, before knocking her 
back on her ass with a spinkick to the head. Priss, Nene, and Sylia stared in 
dis-belief, then Priss fell onto the floor, laughing, Nene decided to use a 
wall to support herself while she enjoyed the "fight".

  "Linna," Priss said, still laughing "It would seem that Doug can fight ASS 
good as his little built in friend.", 

  Linna stood up, obviously embarrassed beyond belief at being beaten by 
someone who claimed he couldn't fight�"This is seriously pissing me off," she 
thought. She walked to Doug and punched him in the face, not too hard, but 
enough to put him back into combat. As she fought she tried to come up with a 
way to humiliate him as he had just done to her, nobody kissed her without 
asking, unless it was expected and she let it happen! But still, she continued 
to dwell on it, that was an awesome trick! She wondered if he had ever used it 
on a guy before� ;)

  Doug continued to block the onslaught of attacks, apparently, kissing Linna 
had injected her with some energy, he wondered if he should try it more often, 
even in total combat with her, he liked her, hell, maybe a trip to join the 
Knight Sabers would land him with a girlfriend! It was an appeasing thought. 
He had continued to keep control over himself, he discovered that in a fight 
if he concentrated on what was happening he was in control, and if he drifted 
off in his thoughts, his body would seem to fight without his conscious 
effort, (not body effort, this was getting to be very exhaustive.) He was busy 
analyzing Linna's strategy, when he noticed a drastic change, she was throwing 
a punch just below his midsection, his body took over, as his mind screamed 
"TRAP!" and sent both hands to protect his precious sexual organs, her right, 
clenched hand flung at his face, hitting on his right cheek, her forearm slid 
off of his face, for a brief flicker of a second he wondered "Why in the hell 
bother if thats all your going to throw?" then he saw the real attack, her 
elbow, cruising at his face in what was to him slow motion, he knew this was 
the end of this fight, unless he could block that elbow in a third of a 
second, he almost did, but the elbow slammed into his nose, he flew backwards, 
pain wrenching thru his head, his legs flew up to be level with his head as he 
cruised towards the ground, he slammed into the mat, his eyes watering 
constantly.

  Linna stood on the blue mat, sweat pouring off of her face, she was thinking 
of her hard earned victory, and her vengeance against Doug for kissing her 
without her permission, she had enjoyed the kiss, but she didn't want one from 
the pervert of the century.

  "You OK?" She asked in an almost concerned tone.

  "Agh," he said, still laying flat-out on the mat, "My god I didn't think it 
was possible for a person to hit that hard."

  Linna noticed the tears streaming from his eyes and decided to lay the final 
blow.

 "Do you always cry when you lose a fight?" She knew he wasn't crying, the 
tears were the result of hitting him square in the nose, which sent his tear 
ducts into overdrive, but that didn't matter, she was extracting revenge.

  "So you noticed my eyes, eh? Ow, I suppose I should be crying my head out, 
but my lungs don't have enough air in them to try right now."

  "Well," Priss began, "Crying or no crying you did one hell of a job, enough 
to do me proud, wanna take me on sometime?"

  "No thanks," he said in a choked voice, he was terrified by the thought of 
fighting Priss, he didn't know why, apparently it must have been from that 
overly powerful punch she had hit him with at the motel, if it had hit her in 
the same place as Linna's last attack, he would have been knocked out cold. 

  "Anyone have a stretcher?" he asked seriously.

  Linna started to laugh but he interrupted her.

  "I'm serious, my head hurts too much to even try and move."

  Sylia began to regret her decision of allowing them to fight, up until now, 
she was glad, she even enjoyed watching Linna's face when he had frenched her, 
but now she realized that the new Knight Saber had done more badly than she 
had suspected�

  Linna's look of victory disappeared, and she hurriedly left the room.

  Doug's head was now pounding, that fight was tough, almost as tough as the 
fight against the boomer, as it had tested his actual combat skills, which he 
was almost unaware that he still had. Linna burst back into the room with a 
stretcher, he thought: "This has happened before?" Priss and Sylia helped move 
him onto the stretcher, his head protesting with every ounce of pain it could 
produce. He tried to lose consciousness but his head was hurting too much to 
allow him that easy of a release from the pain.

  He was carried down the hall by four beautiful women, each beautiful in 
their own way, Nene was the king of cute, Priss was seemingly the tomboy type 
that almost everyone liked, Sylia was the calm, reserved type, not worrying 
about making herself look more than presentable to a business type meeting, 
however, if she wanted to, she could probably look hot as hell, Linna was just 
plain beautiful in his eyes, the smooth, rounded figure, his thoughts were 
once again interrupted�

  "You jackass stop looking at me like that or ill hit you again whether your 
down or not!" Linna fired off like a bolt of laser fire.

  "Oh, sorry, I wasn't paying attention, don't worry I cant see that clear 
right now so I couldn't see you that well." He lied.

  He was rushed into a room on the left side of the hall (who knows, maybe it 
was the right side? He sure couldn't tell!) and placed on a soft bed, with 
deep cushions� this relaxed some of the pain out of him, but he still felt 
like hell.

  "Okay," he said, "The only cure for this is some pain pills and a doctor 
pepper, oh and, Linna, don't worry, I learn faster if it is as close to a real 
situation as possible, I now know that if I am ever fighting a woman the first 
thing to do is kiss her and then.---"

  "Hey you, you, you something, you would have outright won that fight if you 
hadent pulled that stunt!"

  "Oh, not hardly, you may not have known this but I was 10 seconds away from 
collapsing from exhaustion when I kissed you."

  "Then your going to have to start working out, I can arrange a good schedule 
for you."

  "Do it," he said, his head starting to hurt even worse, "Ill need the 
excercise if im going to beat you without any of my dirty tricks." He tried to 
crack a smile but his body had other things in mind and savagely attacked him 
with streams of pain.He winced. His head was exploding�damn�

  He lost conscousness.

  Chapter 5----The harmless little war� 

"So our warhorse has been asleep for over 24 hours?" Priss asked 
matter-of-factly

"Yeah, im starting to regret hitting him like that, well, im not sure, he 
deserved it, but, well, I don't know." Linna replied

"You enjoyed the kiss! I knew it! Your regretting kicking his ass because you 
enjoyed the damned kiss! HA! Don't try to argue now, if you hadn't, then you 
would still be gloating over beating him apart!"

  "Well, ya I did," Linna said sheepishly, "Normally id go out with him for a 
while but we work together now so I cant exactly just dump him and move on if 
I were to go out, so if your trying to tell me I should ask him out then your 
going to fail."

  "Linna, you forget, he gets a manditory date with all the Knight Sabers, 
remember its part of him "getting to know us" He chose me for the first one 
but im sure after I drive him broke at some resturaunt he will seek you out 
and drag you to dinner!"

  "AND ill enjoy myself, but im not going out with him. I don't know him well 
enough."

  "Since when did whether you knew anyone matter?"

  "Since now! Your getting on my nerves, if you think hes so great, then why 
don't you go out with him?"

  "Because," she grinned, "He likes you, apparently, I was right, he is 
attracted to women who beat him up, which is why he asked me to go out first 
at the meeting, but the trashing you gave him yesterday is bound to make him 
obsessed with you!" Priss laughed for a moment, she thought of a green 
hardsuit desperately trying to escape the grip of red combat armor, with BAD 
intentions on its wearer's mind�

  Linna thought of the prospect of going out with the new Knight Saber, but 
quickly dismissed it, if she didn't have to work with him� She heard a distant 
phone ring and ran towards it, Priss followed.

  "This is Linna."

  "Linna its me listen is your victim awake yet?"

  "No. He's still out."

  "We've got 4 Super Boomers going ballistic in a residential section of town, 
I think AD police will need some help on this one."

  "Me and Priss will be at your place shortly."

  "Me and Nene will be waiting."

  Linna hung up the phone.

  "What's up?" Priss asked

  "Superboomers, were going to go beat them up." Linna said as she began 
running towards the exit.

  "Hey I'm always up for trashing boomers!" Priss said as she began to follow 
her�

  
"yuuuaarg!" Doug spat as he began the long trek of waking up. He opened his 
eyes.

  Well im feeling better, he thought to himself, then realized that a trip to 
the bathroom was badly needed, he searched for one, entered it, and used it, 
his body was seemingly storing up liquids while he was asleep� He decided that 
his next quest was to find a phone, he was a little sore, but okay, and he 
wanted to talk to his conqueror.. He found one, and was about to dial Sylia's 
number, when he realized that he didn't know it. "DAMN! Left that out when we 
were talking!" he cursed into thin air. Then ran to the front door, he saw a 
car, with the now very familiar faces of Priss and Linna inside about to pull 
out. He ran to the car and yelled at Linna to stop, the car did, it was a 
green "Gremlin-mobile" as he called them. He hopped into the back seat.

  "I'm touched you decided to stay when I was waking up." He said with mock 
hurt in his voice,

  Linna sighed, at least he was okay from last nights trashing, she didn't 
bother to reply

  "Hey hero you up for some boomer trashing?" Priss said with fire in her 
voice

  "Boomers? CONSIDER THEM TRASHED!" he thundered

  "Damn I like that boys spunk!" Priss replied

  Linna laughed. Before picking up her cellular phone and dialing Sylia's 
number.

  "Hello, Sylia speaking."

  "Sylia this is Linna our hero woke up and he seems to be feeling pretty 
good, were on our way over ETA 15 minutes."

  "Is he well enough for combat? I said he wasn't going to get a hardsuit for 
a while but I guess he'll be okay, especially considering that its his 
hardsuit." The thought annoyed Sylia, she had stayed up that night and added 
some major modifications to the hardsuit, improved actuators, tripled the 
power supply, and the batteries on that thing could power a house for a while, 
she had tried to emphasize his preference for long range combat in the 
upgrades, even figured out how to copy his phaser crystals and put more 
patches of them on his hardsuit at strategic locations�But he would still say 
that it was his and there was no way she could argue with that if she tried to 
keep him out of the fight, so he would be at war with the boomers tonight!

  "He seems to be okay, he must recover quickly, either that or I didn't pound 
him as much as I should have."

  "Allright, thanks for the update, Stingray out."

  Linna hung up.

  "Allright, Linna, what exactly are we up against?"

  "Superboomers."

  "Ill need their statistics."

  "You got it�"

  14 minutes later�

  Doug had put on his "Superman" softsuit and was now donning his hardsuit. It 
sealed to him. He tried to move but it was like trying to move a numb leg�

  "Sylia! What did you do to this thing, I cant even move it!"

  "Chill out, I installed brainwave recognition hardware into your helmet, it 
will take a moment for it to figure out how you think."

  "Screw that, override existing operating system restore voice recognition!" 
He commanded his hardsuit�he had set it up to enhance what his body was doing, 
not to read what he was thinking about and do it by itself.

  "Hardsuit voice control system restored."

  "Sorry Sylia ill have to get the suit used to how I think some other time it 
would take far too long for it to figure it out without proper counseling." He 
laughed.

  "Fine but if you break your jaw your screwed." She reminded him, and then 
spoke to everyone "Lets roll out!" which in Japanese was "SPAZ!" The mere 
thought of that word sent Doug laughing out loud. He then loaded into the a 
large van type thing of some sort�the back was a bay with locking clamps for 
motorcycles of an unknown type, and the front was normal with a bit more 
instrumentation than your average "Family Vehicle".

  5 minutes later�

  Leon was getting severely distressed, AD police had been losing badly lately 
whenever there was a boomer incident, it was pathetic really, he was beginning 
to wonder just where they got volunteers to go out and get slaughtered by a 
boomer�

  "OKAY BOYS FALL BACK!" he commanded over the gunfire, "CALL IN SOME K-17'S, 
AND IF WE HAVE ANY K-12'S LEFT, THEY'RE WELCOME TOO!"

  5 hardsuited figures jumped in from above, one performing a flip in mid air.

  Ahh, the Knight Sabers! Excellent! Wait a minute� 5 of them? A puzzled Leon 
thought, he had remembered there being five of them on a few earlier 
occasions, a big, very big yellow one accompanied them occasionally, but this 
suit was different.

  He was going to have to talk to Priss about this sometime�Nah, he thought, 
she doesn't like the fact that I know about her, and if I went getting nosy 
about her friends it would seriously send her off�

  "Ahh, so thats a superboomer, lunch time! Computer, lock all phasers on 
target and open fire, power setting�100%" he was amused by his new power.. 
this suit couldn't handle 3 phasers at 50% strength just a few days ago. After 
he had put it on, he had called up the status screen and saw Sylia's 
modifications�his original Phaser in his arm was still there, to give him the 
psychological advantage that he was dispensing death to his enemies thru his 
fingertips, he had 2 phaser patches on his shoulders, which could fire 
anywhere he was thinking about (after he setup the brainwave reader 
configuration) and a phaser in the small of his back, which was for point 
defense mostly, but also handy to stop the occasional smart boomer who attacks 
from behind�

 <<<WARNING>>> PARTICLE CANNON LOCKED ON HARDSUIT
SOURCE LOCKED�.TERMINATING

  Draxon leaped to avoid the incoming blast, as 2 beams of phaser fire lanced 
out from his shoulders, one struck at the mouth of the boomer that had 
targeted him, sinking an inch into the cannon, hopefully rendering it useless, 
the other struck at its chest, melting away its precious armor. He landed and 
pointed his arm at his victim�he intended to enjoy his "psychological 
advantage" to the fullest. 

  "Computer, set Phaser 1 to heat, setting 3!"
  
  Setting his phasers to heat was hard on the systems if used at high power, 
it could melt the emitter and damage the structure of the crystals if 
overused, but the effect on the target was incredible.

  The superboomer charged�

  "Not this time you son of a bitch, sorry but I value my leg!"

  He leaped into the air and fired his heat ray of death at the superboomer, 
it struck in its chest, and melted a hole thru it�he remembered his favorite 
weapon�

  "Computer, Charge Photonic Pulse Cannon!"

  The hole in his target widened by several inches as the heat spread�

  Linna was exhausted, she had been fighting hand to hand with this particular 
boomer for 3 minutes now, and even though she shouldn't have been bothered, 
she was somehow tired�The superboomer grabbed her left wrist, seriously 
limiting her mobility, and began to crush it as it grabbed ahold of her right 
hand area�

  "Big mistake."

  The boomers left hand exploded, courtesy of Linna's knucklebomber , she then 
proceeded to destroy its right arm, she prepared for the final attack against 
the boomer, a bomb right to the stomach/chest area and it would be finished. A 
beam of blue energy collided with her chest and knocked her back over 20 
feet�damn�now the armless bastard had the advantage again! Another beam of 
blue energy pulsed from the boomers mouth, Linna easily avoided it, then heard 
over her intercom linkup�

  "So the little boy wants to play catch�I wonder if he'll like...THIS!" 
Draxon yelled in a destructive glee-filled tone�Linna watched as 2 red beams 
of energy criss-crossed thru the boomer, slicing it into several pieces.

  "Any left?" Draxon said in a hopeful tone

  Sylia replied�

  "Yeah, but they are in small pieces."

  "Well then do we always sit around and chat after missions or do we leave?"

  "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" Thundered Leon "I have orders to take you all in on 
several charges!"

  He regretted having to do this�

  "Sylia, let me handle this, don't worry, I'm not going to hurt anyone and we 
can be on our way very shortly."

  "You do hurt anyone and you'll be sorry, go ahead, I want to see how good 
you are with words."


  Draxon switched on his external speakers and walked towards the AD Police�

  "I surrender."

  "So one of them has sense. TAKE OFF THE HARDSUIT."

  "Ill take the hardsuit off when we get back to wherever your taking me and 
you have some suitable clothes prepared for me."

  "Dammit Draxon what the hell are you doing!?!" Sylia thundered over his 
com�that too went over his external speakers�

  "Sorry Lisa I'm giving this job up�"

  Sylia now knew he had some sort of deception planned for someone�but who? 
She wasn't sure if he was going to suddenly turn on the knight sabers and 
actually give up or if he was fooling the police�

  Draxon switched off the external speakers, and said thru the com.. 

 "Okay im going to get in the middle of them, and hit every one of the 
bastards with phasers."

  "You said you weren't going to hurt anyone!"

  "I forgot to mention yesterday that phasers have stun settings�it should 
work out, but I have to admit I'm scared shitless of  having 40 high caliber 
machine guns pointed at me."

  Draxon continued to walk towards the AD Police who were setup like a war 
with front lines flanking units and it seemed some reserve�

  "HOLD IT!" Leon's amplified voice thundered� Damnit, why the hell is he 
surrendering?

  10 AD police troops rushed out and surrounded him.

  Oh shit, he thought, damnit I'm going to take a pounding before I get them 
all�

  "LAY DOWN FACE FIRST!" Leon's voice again commanded�Doug complied�he would 
still have the use of all of his phasers at that angle�Then he felt 10 guns 
pressing down on his very lightly armored neck.

  "Draxon, this is Saber Prime, if your going to stun them, then do it now!"

  "Sylia, I just ran into a problem, they are pointing at the one place that 
they can hurt me at, my neck� I should have thought of this�" he choked 
slightly "If I shoot, they will think I am killing their men until a doctor 
reads that they have a pulse and everything, but I would be dead long before 
then."

  "Dammit!" Priss yelled in anger�they should have just left instead of trying 
to disable AD police! "Why the hell didn't we just leave!?"


  "Priss you forget," Draxon said, his hardsuited wrists now being 
handcuffed�6 times�he tested his new bondage and saw that it was surprisingly 
strong�he couldn't budge his arms�"we couldn't just fly off, I seem to lack 
jumpjets, and they would follow us until we died from exhaustion if we went 
for a land retreat."

  "Allright, dammit," Sylia said, obviously angry over this pathetic 
situation�AD Police had never had an advantage over the Knight Sabers� they 
had always been brushed aside and the KS would be long gone before any time of 
recovery. "Here's what were going to do, Draxon, your going to take those 
handcuffs, and snap them into tiny bits, and then your going to proceed to 
stun everyone you can with phasers. Ill go on a harmless rampage and distract 
them whil-"

  "That wont work dammit, I tested these supposed handcuffs, they were made to 
hold superman dammit, id have to stun them while I'm on the ground, and one or 
two of them would get a shot right thru my spine in the process�"


  "WOULD ANY OTHER KNIGHT SABERS CARE TO SURRENDER PEACEFULLY?"


  God dammit! Linna thought, those egotistical assholes! They gain the 
smallest advantage and they expect everyone to bow to their whims!

  Shit, Draxon thought�this was not good�he could see no way out of the 
situation other than death or capture�he felt something penetrate his skin on 
his neck, and then a cool sensation�like ice being rubbed down his 
back�.then�darkness�


  "What is your connection with the Knight Sabers�I want names!

  "Where do they operate from!?! Tell me now!"

  "We can put you away for 15 years!"

  "no�no�I wont talk! Noo!"


  "COMMUNITY SERVICE!"

  "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Draxon screamed in horror, still in 
darkness�"GOD DAMMIT ANYTHING  BUT THAT!"

  "Its okay!" he heard someone scream at him, trying to go over his thundering 
voice

  "Who�Who are you!?!"

  His helmet was jerked off, "God dammit!" he thought, "Now the sons of 
bitches know who I am!" Light blurred his vision�

  "Its me, Linna!"

  "Linna? Oh my god thanks I thought it was all over!"

  His vision returned to somewhat normal, although still fuzzy and he could 
see her standing over him, he could see he was on a table�he tried to move his 
arms�.but he couldn't, they were still locked tight by some awesome new type 
of handcuffs�

  "God damnit those cuffs are annoying, Computer fire phasers set to cut, 
target 6 pairs of handcuffs on my wrists!"

  No response�

  "What the hell? The thing should be responding!"

  "Maybe it would but your design lacked one major thing." Sylia's voice 
seemed to be coming from the right. "You have that one line between your 
helmet and your suit�if it dies, then your helmet dies. And when your helmet 
dies, so does your control over your suit�im going to fix the line real quick, 
and then I want you to set your phasers to heat and melt those cuffs."

  His vision was now clear

  He looked up and saw two war torn suits of combat armor, severely damaged 
compared to when he last saw them�

  "Oh my god," he said, "What have I done?"

  "Don't worry about a thing." Linna said in a caring voice that somehow 
soothed Doug instead of alarming him like it should�

  "Put your helmet on." Sylia said.

  "And how can I do that I have the most powerful metal on earth and its only 
thought is keeping my arms from moving!"

  "God Dammit!" She burst out, very loudly, she grabbed his red helmet, and 
slammed it onto its wearer. Draxon tensed as the helmet was thrown onto his 
head. God damnit that hurt. Now that he knew he was soundproof there would be 
hell to pay for that.

  "Computer set phaser 2 setting stun 5% target Sylia Stingray FIRE!"

  A red beam of energy crackled from its emitter and slammed into Sylia, 
Dazing her slightly

  Draxon's voice now crackled over a damaged speaker�

  "Don't ever hit me in any way if im not expecting it next time ill have it 
set to heat 100%"

  "Computer set phaser 2 3 4 heat 100% narrow band�"

  Sylia heard his commands thundering thru his speaker�

  "LINNA, RUN!" She screamed as she turned and bolted towards the door, "oh my 
god," she thought, "The bastard is going to kill me, after all I did for 
him�he is going to fucking kill me!"

  "Target Description�"

  She knocked the door down in a desperate attempt to get away�she had seen 
what his heat settings could do�

  "S---"

  Time slowed, each fraction of a second taking several minutes in Sylia's 
mind�

  "I"�"L"

She continued to run down the hall�she had just left earshot range of his 
blaring speakers when she heard "Target Description� Syl�"

"ver Handcuffs, quantity 6, fire!"

  Sylia heard the whine of phaser fire, she froze in fear�that thing could 
tear thru the steel reinforced walls on its way to her�she just knew it�and 
now a beam of crackling red energy was on its way�to disintegrate her�Her eyes 
closed�she heard nothing but the continued whine of phasers�"My god, Linna's 
still in there!" she screamed out and turned back towards the workshop� "If 
he�" she shook her head and bolted�


  "God damnit!" he thundered. He wasn't getting anywhere�he had put 3 phasers 
at full power on one of those damned handcuffs from hell and it wasn't even 
making it change color! "WHY THE FUCK WASNT IT DESINTIGRATING?"

  Linna snapped out of her frozen state and walked thru the busted down 
door�she saw Sylia charging�with her autocannons pointed forward�

  "Sylia, stop!" she screamed 

  Sylia halted dead in her tracks at the sight of Linna being okay. She was 
now completely an emotional wreck�her supposed invulnerable "mental shields" 
had collapsed� she had her hardsuit on, minus the helmet, and Linna could see 
tears running down her face�

  "Sylia what the hell has gotten into you!?!" she knew that what they had 
just been thru was bad but this was more of a response she might expect from 
Nene. Perhaps years of hiding her true feelings had finally caught up with 
her�?

  More phaser fire resounded in the workshop. Sylia flinched, as if she was 
compelled to run, then she walked into the workshop�Linna followed�

  Sylia stood next to the table and watched angry red streams of energy 
struggle against a silvery metal�it was relaxing�the beams 
were�mesmerizing�.the high whine of energy soothed her a bit�she regained some 
reasoning ability and said�

  "I think I killed someone back there."

  "What!?" echoed from Linna and Draxon simultaneously


  "Hold on." Draxon said as he closed off the speakers channel and said 
"computer, set phasers kinetic blast overload power 300% stream wide enough to 
crack all the handcuffs at the wrists on both hands."

  "Suggested strength level will destroy phaser crystal emitters, do you wish 
to proceed?"

  "Affirmative."  

  He braced his arms as he heard a deep whine expand into a howling rumble as 
the phasers built up energy�the red streams of energy slammed into the cuffs, 
desolating them, the vibrations crumpled the outer centimeter of Draxon's 
hardsuit as well, as well as the ceiling of the room he was currently in. He 
got up.

  "Now, Sylia, you said you killed someone?!?"

  "Yes." She said in a muffled voice.

  "What time is it?"

  Linna interjected�"5:59"

  "Come on, Sylia, were going to go watch some TV."

  

   3 minutes later�


  "And we have this report, less than an hour ago, the knight sabers engaged a 
group of superboomers that had gone berserk�they saved ad police a great deal 
of men by killing the boomers after a short battle, however, soon afterwards, 
AD police tried to capture the knight sabers�one of them apparently 
surrendered, the rest stood there and watched�the one that surrendered is 
completely new, ad police spokespeople suggested that they suspected a trap so 
they immobilized the hardsuit, the remaining knight sabers engaged and 
defeated the AD police unit, however there were no fatalities. AD police 
inspector Leon McNichol expressed a deep disappointment in his superiors 
orders to capture the Knight Sabers�."

  "They have saved our asses more times than I can count!" he began, "I keep 
saying that they need some leeway that they never did anything criminal, and I 
get more orders "Capture the knight Sabers! MAKES ME WONDER WHO THE HELL IS 
RUNNING AD POLICE, SOME WEIRD MAN WITH A CAPE, TWIRLING HIS GOD-DAMNED 
MUSTACHE, SAYING "ILL GET THOSE SNIVILING LITTLE KNIGHT SABERS, AND THEIR 
MEDDLING DOG TOO!" BULLSHIT!" The apparently VERY angry Leon McNichol stormed 
away from the camera�The TV flicked off

 

  "Sylia, you didn't kill anyone." Doug said, totally un-used to the role he 
was now trying to play.

  Sylia regained her composure�

  "Damn she is fast with this kind of stuff�"

  Sylia spoke in what was almost her normal, reserved tone�

  "He wont have a job tomorrow."

  "Huh?" Doug and Linna mirrored each other.

  "Leon," she replied, "Tomorrow, he will be asked to take early retirement."

  "Its a shame," Linna said in a dreary tone "He loved the AD Police."


  "If thats true," Doug said in a mock-wicked tone� "He will need a new job."

  Sylia quickly thought over the idea, stopping to curse herself for being so 
stupid earlier about Doug and his phasers�Leon had known who Priss was for the 
past 2 years and hadn't told anyone� He was the most loyal MAN she had ever 
met�


  "Wait a minute, where are Priss and Nene?" Draxon queried�

  "They were both hurt during the fight�not badly�we had a contact of mine 
come over and patch them up�they're resting right now." Linna responded�Sylia 
still in deep thought�


  "Sylia," Doug began�"I'm�sorry for trying that stupid stunt�I thought I was 
invincible, and it cost us dearly�if you wish, you'll have my hardsuit and 
helmet back in your storage bay, and ill go back to America. I don't ever want 
to get anyone hurt again�I've had my share of fun so don't think about it as 
punishing me."

  "No, she replied, calmly, "I told you to go ahead and do it, I should have 
realized that you were new at this and didn't have the experience dealing with 
AD Police that we do�Its as much my fault as it is yours."

  Doug tried to stammer a reply but he couldn't�he was utterly touched�how 
could this woman, who less than 10 minutes ago thought he was trying to kill 
her, utterly forgive him like this?

  "But you'll be cleaning the hardsuit bay for a god damned month!" 

  "I think I can handle that." He replied�he could sense that under the 
massive protection of the emotional shield of the century, she was exploding 
inside�he did the only thing he thought he could do� he grabbed her into a 
tight hug, she returned it, clinging tightly to him for a few seconds. Then 
she returned to her normal composed self.

This is not over, He thought. Someone has declared war on us and they will 
die� He was not thinking of the AD Police�he was thinking of the 
superboomers�they never went AWOL unless it was convenient for their owner� 
There was a third party involved�and it was going to be destroyed�there will 
be a reckoning�





                                                                     END PART 
1


You might be thinking to yourself at this point "Sylia's too weak emotionally, 
Linna shouldn't care who a guy is, if its a guy she'll go out with him", and 
various other things related to the characters being slightly different than 
they are in the actual Anime series�Well let me re-assure you, there is a 
reason for all in my world� And I eventually reveal all reasons� You'll find 
out� soon enough�
 
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Primary Author: Doug Murphy       Draxon-X@msn.com

The Staff:

Editors: Moo-X                                 Moo-X@Mindspring.com

Skywise                                              Kschultz1@isd.net

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Scott Murphy                                     (ONLINE SOON)

And a special thanks to Skyknight, for writing the huge series of fanfics that 
inspired me to write my own. And for putting up with my ridiculously long 
email messages 



PREVIEW�

An unknown man stands in the midst of a thundering rainstorm� He is on the top 
of a large building� He looks down on the humans scurrying to get shelter� He 
clenches his fist, there is the glow of light emanating from his hand�he opens 
his fist, revealing the glowing image of a moderately young man� Carrying a 
large, apparently very heavy suitcase�it begins to animate�and we see the man 
become stunned, he sees a blue boomer trashing a car�he mutters something to 
himself and runs into an ally�where he is clearly seen donning a hardsuit� The 
man closes his hand, stopping the image. "Yes, you know about me now�" he 
says� "It would be possible for them to win," he thinks, disgusted, he stares 
into the abyss of rain that covers MegaTokyo�"However I will strike at your 
weakest point, after I have weakened your will to fight into patheticness�" He 
thinks of the alias that his target had donned�Draxon� "In that case," he says 
to the wind and the pouring rain� "My name� is Draxon-X!" he laughs softly at 
the thought that merely using someone's assumed alias could further his goals�



Hey thanks for reading thur part one, im thinking about going back (before im 
too far on part 2 to chop it up and re-do it) and adding a few chapters of 
Draxon getting to know the Knight Sabers... NEED INPUT