Beginning of 2/2
"MYTH?" Cameron questioned. She had seen the same name on Ryosei's I.D.
"Yep, it is a top secret organization formed by the U.N." Ryosei had
answered in a almost excited voice. This seemed to disturb Cameron.
"My Uncle works for MYTH."
"...Yes he does...Wait you do know what he does, right?"
"Not a clue." Ryosei looked at Cameron in astonishment. Silence then
entered the chopper again leaving only the sound of the descending lift.
Ryosei began to walk over to his car, which was well burnt and charred. He
opened up his trunk lid. Inside the chopper the passenger seats were along
the sides while the car was backed into the middle onto a track. It had
restraints on the wheels and across the hood. Ryosei pulled out a duffel
bag,
closed the trunk lid and sat back down next to Cameron. The pilots and crew
were busy in the front of the chopper leaving the two passengers alone.
Ryosei slowly unzipped the bag and pulled out item after item handing them
all to Cameron.
"Here is your I.D., guide, full detailed map, personal card, agency
forms and complementary coffee mug." Ryosei dumped an entire load of MYTH
gear onto Camerons lap. Cameron picked up the guide which read "History of
MYTH" and began to browse through it.
"Will I be working for my Uncle?"
"At this rate it would seem so."
Cameron remembered her uncle. Why had he wanted her? They did not share
the best of a past. As Cameron started to drift off into reading the guide a
bright orange light trailed into the chopper. Cameron looked out the side
and could not believe her eyes.
"Amazing! A real Geofront! Its been here all along!" Cameron looked on
in complete awe. The Sunlight glimmered off two dozen waterfalls, all of
which flowed into a river surrounding an encampment below, which in turn
created an underground island effect. Buildings that of which look like
something straight out of Greek mythology, lay beneath the descending
chopper. Towers lined around the island and made the encampment feel more
like a fortress. Cameron looked up to see how light could get in and was
blinded by the brightness. Ryosei saw Cameron jump back and decided to spill
it.
"Welcome to MYTH Headquarters. We like to call it New Eden. It plays a
major role in reconstruction of the earth. It is...A sanctuary...for us
all." With that Ryosei felt a ringing in his head that repeated over and
over, saying something to the effect of mission accomplished.
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FALLEN GENESIS HUNTERS PART 1 THE TRIALS BEGIN
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"Lets see, take three r ights, go up the main passage...Can you read
this?" Ryosei pointed to an electronic map he was holding. Cameron looked
over and read the small text that was displayed on the map. She took the map
away from Ryosei with ease.
"Your supposed know this stuff."
"Well you see, I am pretty new here and.."
"It says 1st complex, were about to enter the core of this...This
place." Cameron had no idea of where she was. After the chopper lift had
completed lowering into MYTH headquarters, the two were to go directly to
the pro bay, whatever that was. The two were moving on an automated track,
much like that used in expensive casino's. Pipes of all shapes and sizes
lined up beside the track, there purpose seemed something more than just
normal plumbing fixtures. A draft swept by Cameron as another automated gate
opened, releasing pressure. Voices flooded the intercom, but were calm and
seemed to be unaware of the events that had just taken place a mere hour
before.
"I wonder where Shintaro is?" Grunted Ryosei.
"This scenery is looking familiar, didn't we just pass this spot
before?" Cameron was trying to read the booklet Ryosei had given her earlier
but it was easy to be distracted. Liquid lined the track but had not only an
odd lite pink color to it but also carried an even odder funk. The pipes and
cables almost seemed to be sucking it through and pouring in at the same
time. After a short while the pair came upon another automatic door. The
next chamber was darkened but the pink goo lite it up like an aquarium.
Cameron glanced up from her booklet and saw that the goo had been split into
sections, almost like little kiddy pools. Poles erected up from the middle
of every one of the pools as well, what this was for was well beyond
Cameron's knowledge. Something moved over to her left. What she saw baffled
her.
"Here sirs we come to famous training ground of accused spring. Here
we have spring of drowned penguin." Announced a slightly chubby man who wore
a brownish get-up, along with a matching hat with a small star on the front.
Two figures stood beside him but Cameron could not make them out from that
distance.
"Very tragic story of warm water penguin who drowned here 400 year
ago."
"You might just want to ignore that." Ryosei dismissed. Three
sectors away a dark haired man of normal stature was preoccupied with one of
his favorite hobbies.
"So you see, Yuka, there is a very good chance that not only are we
alone in the universe but we have just been visited by well, a visitor from
another planet." The man often did this to his co-workers trying to make
them "Believe" it was what he did best.
"Hehe, doctor you can be so silly sometimes." The younger girl
co-worker shrugged his speech off, trying to press toward other matters but
before she could begin...
"Would the chairperson of Technical Division One, Dr. Shintaro Cirrus,
please report to Captain Ryosei Honda." Was blared over the intercom.
"Well thats your call doctor."
"Don't tell me he got lost again." Shintaro just slapped his for
forehead and began his quest to find Ryosei.
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Ryosei and Cameron continued to blindly venture toward the pro bay, each
step becoming faster then the last. Shintaro was also picking up the pace,
his timed window was becoming shorter by every second.
"He never seems to fail at making me look bad, and then making him
look good." Shintaro muttered. The corner that led to the main core was
becoming closer and closer to him. On the other side of the corner Ryosei
and Cameron began to jog, then run, then they almost seemed to begin racing
each other. Needless to say by this point, the race did not last for long.
Shintaro's and Ryosei's heads collided with one another making a comical
bone crunching *BONK*.
"Hey why don't you at least try to.." Shintaro cut himself off.
"I should have known... Ryosei are you finished making yourself
looking like a fool?"
"Wait... Okay now I am." replied Ryosei trying to play the incident
off.
"Alright time to get serious, we have been preparing for this day a
looonngg time and we cannot afford screw ups. Is this the third child?"
Cameron had been holding in the urge to laugh out loud from seeing the two
grown men stumble upon each other but she lost her humor when she heard
Shintaro say that they had been preparing for this day for a long time.
"This is the third child.." Ryosei put his arm around Cameron's
shoulder"...Safe and sound and not a scratch on her!"
"Hey I'm not some kind of car or barn animal!" Cameron was not in the
best of moods and Ryosei's carefree attitude was starting to dig deeper and
deeper into Cameron's irritation level.
"Its nice to meet you." Shintaro commented.
"uumm...You too.." Cameron turned back to the booklet, it really did
explain allot of her questions.
"She reminds me allot her of her uncle... The broken unfriendly part
that is." Ryosei whispered to Shintaro. Shintaro just nodded.
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The operation center had calmed down due to the state of the dormant angel.
The man with the eye patch decided it was time. He laced up his shoes and
adjusted his barrette.
"I am leaving the rest in your hands, I will be back soon." He made
sure that the woman who had been with him earlier had heard him. Sure enough
she did. He exited by a small lift, leaving the center behind in the womans
hands.
"There first meeting in four years. . .Wish I could be there. . ." As
the woman wondering off into thought, one of the crew members broke her
trance.
"Ma'am, the target is beginning to activate again."
"I see, move all forces to level one alert." With that the room
changed from normal transparent light to a dark red light. The light made
the center look almost as if the it was bleeding.
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The news of the creatures activity was announced over the intercom.
"Here we go again." Ryosei commented in a exhausted voice.
"We can do it. We are ready." Shintaro looked down at Cameron, she
was still entrapped by the information booklet. The three were now on a
vertical lift that was beside a glass wall, beyond the glass was a river of
the the pink liquid. The liquid made a odd effect with the light that made
the lift and its inhabitants seem pink there selves.
"What is the status of Unit 01?"
"Well it is in full refrigeration using N type equipment. The chances
of activation are ludicrous, just ludicrous."
"It is too late just say it does not work doctor." Moments passed
with silence. The lift stopped and the three now loaded onto a small
motorboat to cross the river of pink goo. After a quick, yet bumpy ride the
three piled of and stopped at a large gate. The doctor and the captain
pulled out separate cards almost as if on cue. The doctor stood on the left
side of the massive gate and the captain was on the right.
"On three. . .Three." With that the captain and the doctor both slid
the cards through two opposite slots. The gate began to open on command and
revealed another metallic door behind it. On the door read in very worn
text...
PRO BAY
Three visors lined up on a desk to the side of the small room. Shintaro put
his eyes up to one of the visors and then clamped his hand down on a
electronic fingerprint system.
"Cirrus, Shintaro."
"Tri-system approved, welcome doctor." came a voice from out of
nowhere. The door began to opened with a slow creak. The three walked into
the chamber, Cameron was not paying much attention until the lights had been
turned off.
"Hey what gives!!" Before Cameron could spout her next question
however, the lights switched back on, not from behind her where they were
previously set, but in front of her, where the chamber had been darkened
when she came in. Cameron froze. Literally, no muscle was moved in her body.
Her breathing, brain pattern and even her heart stopped. What lay before her
was... Was... A robot? No,... too large for a robot.. But....Cameron quickly
turned back to the booklet, looking for an explanation to the massive object
before her. Shintaro glanced over toward Cameron.
"Do not bother with that. This is man kinds ultimate war machine, the
hybrid lifeform known simply and elementary as "Prophet". Built here in full
secrecy, it is the last hope for the human race." Shintaro caught his breath
and was about to continue until Cameron softly spoke up.
"Does my Uncle have something to do with this?"
"Correct." Came a voice from above. No not that high, but around a
good ninety feet above. The man with the eye patch stood above in an office,
looking down on the three and the war machine. He had been there all along.
Cameron had turned away, she did not want to see him. Not this way, and not
anyway. Not this time or any other time. But it was too late for that now.
The man above continued.
"We are moving out."
"Moving out? Unit 00 is still in cryro stasis!" Ryosei then realized
the obvious. "You are not going to use Unit 01 are you?"
"Do you have another suggestion?" Shintaro questioned.
"We don't have a pilot!" Ryosei then realized the obvious.. Again. He
looked down at Cameron. She still had her head turned away. "You can not be
serious about this!"
"Cameron Callawei. You will pilot Pro 01." Shintaro had smugly
alerted Cameron with his statement. She gave the machine before her a cold
stare.
She could only see the top... The "head" and "shoulders" of the machine. The
rest was submerged underneath her, in the pink liquid she had become so
familiar with. The machine had the build of a human, only 700 times the
size. The face was horrifying and only reminded her of the creature she had
seen earlier. Ah, yes the creature... The machine before her seemed to be
almost modeled after it. Same scale, same rigged spike like form. Twin horns
erected from the top of Pro 01's head. One for the left, one for the right.
The eyes of the machine were evil and sinister looking. They were mere
slits, but the shape they took made all the difference.
"Hold it doc, it took Taru more than six months to synchronize with
his Pro, Cameron just got here!" Ryosei knew now that this operation was
doomed.
Cameron did seem special, but not THAT special.
"Do you have any other suggestions Captain?" Shintaro barked. Ryosei
remained perfectly silent. Cameron could not hold it in any longer. She
directed her next question toward the man above.
"You are trying to kill me, Uncle."
"That is not my purpose. You are the last."
"I can not pilot this devil... I will NOT pilot it!" Cameron began
to whimper, she was feeling so many emotions that did not register, she had
no idea of what to do.
"If you will not pilot it than leave. Do you think I have time for
this?" The man stated. Crew members who had watched the entire event take
place looked on. They had worked night and day for years and now it could go
all to waste. What would the girl do? There thoughts were cutoff by a
tremor, possibly caused by the angel above.
"Time is running short Cameron, do or don't." Cameron's eyes began
to fill with tears.
"Cameron." Cameron jolted her head up. The voice had sounded exactly
like her belated fathers.
"Cameron you must do this." It had been Ryosei, not her father.
"I can not do it." Cameron murmured. Silence again filled the bay.
The man above then turned to one of the several monitors that lined the wall
beside him. Random digits and numbers streaked across the monitor's screens.
"Nishihara." Immediately one of the central monitor's homed in on
the command center then focused in on the woman who had been left in charge.
She noticed the call of her name and looked directly toward the camera
focused on her.
"Sir." She gave the man a formal notice.
"....Wake up Taru..." This set the woman back for a moment.
"Are, you certain."
"No I am not. Just do it." The monitor then blanked out and switched
to a "Sound Only" mode.
"Do you need my assistance sir?" came a raspy voice from the monitor
speakers. The man only could deliver the bad news and nothing more.
"...Our spare is not able... You will pilot."
"Yes sir." With that then screen went back to its normal digit
encoding mode.
Cameron remained inactive. Time stood still and remained that way for much
too long. She was not in one of her best moods. None of this seemed real to
her. Ryosei and Shintaro had already began to leave when a door to the side
of the bay swiftly slid open. A doctor and two nurses carried out a boy
holding him under his shoulders. The boy had short dark red hair. His hair
matched his eyes as well. He wore a black jumpsuit that Cameron had never
seen before, it resembled something from a bad sci-fi movie, and even though
the outfit was odd looking, and would have looked ridiculous on someone
else, it fit the boy very well.
Both of the boys arms were in cast and his knee and face was also in
medical
bandages. He limped over toward Cameron only stopping for a split
second to glance at Pro 01. Cameron could not help but wonder what had
happened to him to put him such a bad state? The medical types had already
returned to wherever they had came from. Without warning another tremor
flooded the room producing a violent shockwave. The boy collapsed instantly
and Cameron soon lost her footing as well. Propane tanks which lined the bay
were being bombarded with debris. Cameron crawled over to the boy to see if
he was alright. A pounding ripped through the air. Cameron looked back
to see what the commotion was from.
A fireball was heading into direct contact with her face when everything
went dark.
A amazing clang echoed through the dark and Cameron, startled, jumped back
onto the
downed boy.
She could feel his chest rise and fall rapidly.
"Would you please get off me." Came a voice in the darkness. Cameron
blushed and apologized.
The boy gave out a quick sigh as Cameron slid off of him. She could not
even see him but his heavy breathing was beginning to become louder by the
second. Cameron moved back some, and as she did this her hand splashed into
a warm puddle. Light then came back and Cameron realized what had happened.
The "hand" of the pro had covered her and the red haired boy, protecting
them from the rouge propane tank.
Crew members encircled the two and helped them up. Shintaro's voice then
could be heard from the intercom.
"The entry unit was not even inserted. That reaction could not have
happened, it is not possible!"
"Malfunction?" Ryosei commented with a lower voice on the intercom.
"No.." Shintaro almost whispered. The crew all looked toward Cameron.
"I believe it was trying to protect her." Cameron the wiped the liquid
which had gotten on her hand earlier. She noticed it was red, blood red.
Cameron stared at her hand and then looked down toward the spot the boy had
been positioned at. A LARGE puddle of blood was leftover. He had been
bleeding badly the entire time. The boy did not show the pain but she was
sure he felt it. He was in no position to pilot. Cameron now realized what
she must do. She looked upward to her Uncle.
"I will do it. I will pilot the prophet 01." The man simply grimaced.
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"Capri!" Minutes of tension and preparations continued on as MYTH setup
what was to be they're finest hour, or worst two seconds. The name "Capri"
which Ryosei had shouted at the top of his lungs, had caught Cameron's
attention. What was Noami doing here? As Cameron looked around she saw a
large man wearing a white jump suit run up to Ryosei and gave hi m a quick
salute. It couldn't be! It was! Noami's father!
"You know Callawei, correct?" Ryosei questioned, not really paying much
attention, he was busy at the moment.
"Know her? She is my daughter's best friend! Of course I know her sir."
Hiroshi Capri glanced over toward Cameron. Cameron gave a faint smile and
a shy wave. Hiroshi was the last man Cameron expected to see HERE. She knew
he
worked for the government but not this... Hiroshi was a well built man that
was six plus feet in size. She saw him always working out, whenever Cameron
had gone over to Noami's home.
"Alright, could you escort her over to the insertion station?"
"Yes sir!" With that Hiroshi walked over to Cameron and led the way.
After a short walk and some questions Cameron needed cleared up they reached
the insertion station. The place was located directly in the back of the pro
bay and there seemed to be a walkway above that led directly into the bay. A
locker room was under the walkway and that is where Hiroshi led Cameron to.
He said that she could keep the school uniform but would have to wear
special head gear. Next, time if there was a next time, she would have to
wear a full body suit that of which was similar to what the boy had been
wearing earlier. He opened a nearby locker and pulled out a circlet. Cameron
placed it around her forehead as instructed. Hiroshi slid a switch on the
left of the circlet and after a quick whirring sound, two antennas spouted
out one on each side of the head, just like the pro's horns. Beyond the
locker room was a guarded vault, the men checked Hiroshi out quickly and
allowed the two to pass. The vault was small compared to the gigantic
chambers she had seen earlier. It held a cockpit style seat in the middle
complete with places to put her feet at and special triggers she could hold
onto. The seat was amazingly fitted exactly to Camerons figure but was stiff
as a rock.
"Just sit in here and remain calm. Those antennas on your head gear let
you talk with the main command center so the doctor will guide you through.
Hiroshi left giving Cameron a quick victory sign and sealed the vault shut.
Then the waiting began. They were in such a hurry to get her to pilot the
pro but then they fail to show the same urgency when it really counts.
Without warning the vault began to move.
"Doctor Cirrus what is happening?"
"Don't worry Cameron this is the part where the entry unit is inserted
into
the prophet. Just relax and let us handle all of this.
A high pitched female voice announced "Cooling process complete."
A much deeper female voice then came on "Signal unit finished, entry unit
may commence." The entry unit then gave a small shift and locked into place.
"Unit locked in place."
"LCL fluid now being oxygenated."
Multiple sockets came out from the sides of the unit and started to fill
itself with a dark yellow liquid.
"This is not what I think it is it?"
The liquid continued up toward Camerons feet and began to rise at a rapid
pace. Soon before she could give another gasp, Cameron was submerged into
the liquid.
"That is Link Command Liquid. LCL. It will oxygenate through your
lungs
easily. Just breath in." Shintaro was paying special attention to Cameron's
brain patterns. He knew that Cameron must be in the best condition for the
upcoming battle.
Cameron let out a gasp and her mouth was met with the odd sensation of LCL.
Air bubbles lifted into the top of the unit. Cameron watched the bubbles but
did not pay attention to her skirt which had been lifted up from the LCL.
"Hey lite blue panties, not a bad choice if I do say so myself."
Ryosei
said in almost guilty tone.
Cameron then paused from the comment then quickly pushed down her skirt.
"HENTAI!!! How did you see that?!"
"Look over to your right."
Cameron was greeted with a panoramic shot of Ryosei's mug.
A video window had appeared from nowhere which was to both her advantage
and disadvantage.
"Electrical feed in second capacity."
"Main Power Connected"
"Performance Nominal."
"Sync rate at 42.7% and rising."
"Harmonics are up and ready." Shintaro could not believe what he was
seeing.
With that kind of Sync. . .A normal person would have to have trained
month's to get a rating like that.
"Cameron are you sure you have not done this before?" Shintaro had to
make
sure. He was a scientist and maybe aliens did have something to with this.
Maybe Cameron was an alien. Maybe everyone was an alien and only he and the
angel were the normal ones and. . . Cameron cut of his thoughts.
"Maybe once at Eiga Mura*." Cameron giggled.
"Are we ready?" Shintaro gave Ryosei the go ahead signal.
"Cameron are you ready?" Cameron began to look around the entry unit.
"My throat is starting to burn and my eyes are hard to blink."
"Good enough! Begin launch sequence!" Lights flashed and warned the MYTH
crew of the events about to take place.
"Lock 1-38 disconnected." Pro 01 could now be seen in full scale.
"Secondary lock hold being removed."
"Safety locks 1-60 released."
"External Battery full." The Prophet began to slowly move toward the bay
wall. The speed was slow but safe.
"Launch pad cleared."
"We are in the green. Ready for launch."
"Understood. Shintaro, do you think we have a chance." Ryosei always had
second thoughts.
"Lets do it!" Shintaro, however, did not. Cameron was unprepared for the
events to take place next. No one could have been.
"Pro Launch!" Ryosei shouted in command. The prophet was thrusted upward
from
its lower labyrinth trough a vertical tunnel. Cameron held on for dear
life.
The sheer force was beating down on her entire body.
"Captain we have a problem!"
"What is it?" Ryosei did not see this one coming.
"The angel is directly on top of the landing zone! The pro and the angel
are
going to impact!"
"What about the sub brakes?!?"
"They are were going to be installed Tuesday!"
"CAMERON!" Ryosei prayed that this was a screw up on the crews account.
It wasn't.
To Be Continued. . . . .
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Well, thats it! It's messy, it's unorganized, it's ver 1.0, so things will
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* Rensha Shi= Rensha Shi can translate to Rapid City or Rapid Fire City.
* Eiga Mura= Movie Village, think Universal studios, Japanese style.
* T3= Thermo non-nuclear warhead.
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