Well here's part two, I hope you enjoy it.
I would like to thank the people who gave me C&C on part one, and I hope
these people, and others, decide to give me more C&C, I would really
appreciate it.
Enjoy! *_*
WARNING: This part of the story contains murder and A LOT of guns and
explosions, more then you would expect from me.
WARNING 2: There are a lot of Paradox's that I can not explain and a lot
of dimensional theories I do not, but try to understand. I apologize and
hope people won't complain about how impossible this all is, because
it's just a story. Not real life, just a story.
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Chapter 2: Enemies in abundance.
I appeared in Tokyo, year, 3124 A.D. The place was a wreck. Fallen
down buildings and fired were everywhere. People were out on the streets
trying to find food and shelter.
There were not trees around, no grass, and no vegetation. It was
just dirt below me and people and the fallen buildings. It was an
apocalyptic image, much like one in many a movie.
The moon was high in the sky and no clouds blocked it. The sky was
dark though, very dark. It was filled with smog and other things of the
sort.
Whatever had happen here it was rather terrible, but I didn't care
one bit. I had a mission to complete and that took priority over myself
and others. And that is one of the many reasons why I'm hated by so many
people.
I walked towards the city, wondering what happened. I was always's
terrible at history, never paid attention. I'm a warrior and an
investigator. Also I create my own weapons using my pay. I have created
some of the deadliest and strongest weapons by combining different
technologies from different times and dimensions. So far I had been able
to prevent the weapons I use to be given out to other members of the
Reality Police. They were my weapons anyway's, and I should be able to
do with them as I pleased.
I took off my sunglasses for the obvious reason that it was to dark
to see much with them on. Putting the glasses away I pulled up the left
sleeve of my shirt and checked out the displays. According to what was
shown on the displays, the criminal hadn't yet left this time and
dimension.
Most people avoided me as I walked along through the wreckage that
was once a city. I was quite proud of the way I easily drove people away
with my aura of darkness. Even I could admit to myself that I was
uncaring, selfish, and quite unlikable. The only person who could be
considered something near a friend would be Ryan.
Ryan was the head of the intelligence wing of the Reality Police. He
ran all missions and only answered to Myilia. He was very much different
then me, personality wise. He was talkative, brilliant, and quite the
ladies man. Never married though.
I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. I slowly turned around to see
three large men. All of them were dressed in ragged clothes patched
together with pieces from other clothes. They all wielded old hand guns.
Still using chemically propelled bullets to hurt an enemy instead of
energy weapons. Whatever happen here must have been really bad to make
someone use technology over a thousand years old.
Two of the men stood behind one who seemed to be the leader. "Give
us your money please, or you won't live."
Thinking for just a millisecond, I spit on the guys bare foot and
began to walk away. But I was stopped by the sound of three gun shots
directed at me.
In one quick motion I spun around and grabbed all the bullets out of
the air. The hand that held the bullets was in a fist. I slowly revealed
the palm of my hand to the three men. They were terrified, and with very
good cause.
Out of nowhere A shotgun appeared. Made of crisp clean metal with no
sharp edges. It as a nice grey and was in perfect condition. It looked
like a normal, twentieth century shotgun, but it wasn't.
I pulled the trigger and the shell fired out of the gun at full
speed. It spread out so it hit ll the men. They screamed as the large
bullets embedded themselves in the their body. They limped away from me
as fast as humanly possible.
Shrugging them off, the gun vanished from my hand. It was a little
trick I designed, and it worked really well.
When the men finally got a good distance away from me, there was an
explosion. Massive in size it could have easily leveled a whole street.
Debris was flung everywhere, metal flying through the air at amazing
speeds. One large piece of jagged metal, about the size of a hand, came
flying at me. It hit my black overcoat and bounced of, it's edge
blunted.
I smiled as I thought about those guys getting what they deserved. I
also though about my specialty shotgun, one of my favorite weapons. I
had designed it myself, and the ammo it used. Explosive ammo, that not
even a member of the reality police could notice. It was so well hidden
and protected, therefore making a great weapon against fools who thought
I would use such a pitiful weapon as an old style shotgun.
Turning my attention back to the task at hand, I walked towards
town. To bad the Reality Inhibitor didn't have some sort of scanning
device. It would be REALLY useful. And that's most likely why they
didn't put it on.
I felt a slight pain in my right arm, as though it had been hit.
When I checked it out, it seemed I was hit. A shot, by an energy weapon,
most likely an Avenger12. Classic eighty ninth century technology.
The shot had just nipped me, most of it was absorbed by my overcoat.
It was only a tiny bit of pain, a scratch that could kill a normal man.
But I was nowhere near normal.
I ran straight ahead to try to find whoever nipped me with that gun.
Passing by at least ten large buildings and over sixty homeless people
who were running away from..... well it seemed like explosions. Magical
explosions. Which means a dimensional travelers.
Turning a corner I saw two figures locked in combat. Both were tall,
almost the same height as each other. One wore a dark blue robe and the
other wore a black one, each robe hiding the persons features. They were
both locked in sword combat at the moment.
The one in blue dodged a strike and counterattacked with a fireball
headed at the other person. The person in black dodged the explosion
barely as it spun out of the way and ended up facing me.
Once it saw me, it vanished in smoke.
The other one was not so easy, it decided to stay and fight. Moving
it's sword into a battle ready position, it charged at me.
I barely had time to create my own weapon, a gun that looked like a
large, black assault rifle. Even though it looked like twentieth century
technology, it wasn't. That was a disguise to trick opponents.
I fired off a whole clip of ammo at it before it reached me, thirty
shots. The shots never connected. It dodged them all with great ease.
It just stood there and smiled at me, almost mocking me, as though I
was weak. My trick had worked, and now was the time for the pay off. I
pushed a button on the side of the rifle and the gun bullets now lodged
in the ground exploded.
A massive explosion, many times greater then that of the shotgun
shells. These assault rifle shells were lined with anti-matter
explosives, much like the shells in the shotgun. The ammo was basically
the same design. Most of my guns had anti-matter charged ammo.
I smiled as I looked at my foe who was panting. I seemed to have
wounded it quite a bit, but it was ready for a lot more. Whatever it
was, it had power equal to that of a member of the Reality Police, which
means it may be the criminal I was after.
With it's sword still intact it finished it's battle charge. We
fought in what may have been considered sword combat. Me with my rifle,
and it with it's sword. Didn't seem fair but I definitely had the
strength and speed advantage.
Spinning around left I knocked the person in the head with the butt
of my rifle, knocking him clear into the air. I thought he was down for
the count, but it was a trap. It was barely hurt by that hit and
surprised me by throwing half a dozen large black fireballs at me.
I could barely see him behind the fireball. it was hovering over a
meter in the air, smiling with his arms crossed on it's chest. I never
had enough time to dodge it, and only one chance. I didn't like to waste
such an important thing like this, but it was either that or die.
Moving quickly I hit a button on the device inside my overcoat's
sleeve. There was a flash of light as a blue sphere appeared around me.
The blasts hit with great power, bending the sphere at all ends. It
might not hold, but it was the best chance I had of not being scorched.
That was the problem with magic, it hits technology hard. Technology is
balanced against technology, Magic is balanced against magic, and Magic
is good against technology. But technology is bad against magic, so it's
not quite fair, is it? Magic is too quick, hard to see coming, and needs
no device to activate. But it does take a lot of training, a lot of
patience. Which really sucks in my opinion. I hate magic!
The black fire soon passed and I stood in a large crater with a blue
sphere of energy. My personal shield had worked. Which was a surprise.
They took a lot of power to use, and that was something I didn't have.
The shield quickly failed as the power used for it ran out.
I jumped out of the crater and hover in the air, only a few meters
from the frowning figure. I smiled as in my hands appeared two white
hand guns. These handguns were my own design, the CAMP {Compressed
Anti-Matter Pistol}.
I fired away with it at the unknown figure, dozens of energy blasts
flew from the pistol. The target dodged desperately, but couldn't seem
to catch up. The CAMP was not as powerful as some of the other weapons I
used, but it was amazingly fast, about 3x the speed of light. Don't ask
me how that works, I just, stole, the technology from another time and
dimension.
Finally a shot hit the person in the arm. Then another shot
connected, and another. If only this weapon was explosive. But it was
designed for speed. The hole caused by the gun was only a centimeter
long and a centimeter tall. Yet if it was fully charged, it had such a
great force that it could puncture at least 8000 feet of solid titanium
before being stopped.
The figure vanished after it was hit the fifth time. It was bleeding
quite badly and gasping in pain as it made a dimensional shift out of
here.
I checked the scanner that was on the so called, "Reality Device"
that was under the left sleeve of my over coat. From what it said the
person in black had jumped to dimension 1232323zzy, year, approximately,
2345 A.D. and the person in blue had followed him.
I pulled out my cell phone and dialed up a number. Waiting, after a
few tones, someone answered. "Hey Phil! So how are things going? Got
anything to report."
"Yes. Two people, ability and strength equal to that of a Reality
Police member, at least from what I could tell. One ran away when I saw
it, the other stayed and fought me. Ran away after I beat it up."
"Okay. Now I have talked to Marilia. She is offering you a pay
raise, triple what you had before if you find the criminal."
"Why so much? Is this guy important or something?"
"Don't know, only she knows. Anyway's, so you have permission to
chase these two, until you catch them. Do you think one or both of them
did it?"
"I think only one of them did it. They were both fighting each other
before I came. One of them's the criminal, the other might be part of
another organization."
"Maybe this organization, if it exists, is responsible for the loss
of dimensions 999999999999zzzzzzzzzzzz to 999999122223zzzzzzdagfae."
"Impossible! What the hell could destroy that much?! That's over
eighty billion ships and over a quadrillion dimensions! Nothing we've
ever heard of can destroy a whole universe, let alone over a
quadrillion! What the hell could do that!?"
"We're investigating right now. We'll tell you as soon as possible.
Now continue your work, you're wasting a lot of time."
"Okay fine. Hey, do you think that this might be, the so called,
Anti-Reality Police."
"You never know. With an eternal amount of dimensions and with every
possibility played out in all of these. The Anti-Reality Police have
been our greatest fear. Because one does exist, an enemy that can defeat
us, or at least match out strength. What we need to do is get more
allies, more..... oh sorry, I just started jabbering on. Now go on and
do your mission. Got it?"
"Yes sir."
"Bye."
"Bye." And we both hung up.
After putting away the phone, I pulled up my left sleeve and pushed
a few buttons on my Reality Device. Red light engulfed me and I
vanished..............
"Damn it! Marila! You know what's happening don't you!? You know why
those countless people have died, Don't you!? There is not even a number
to define how many have died! All the outer planets on the right side of
Eternity are destroyed. Now tell me why! We have an invader don't we,
the enemy that will destroy us all!"
The General sighed as she lit the cigarette in her mouth. "Yes, I do
now. And if you want to know then you will have to mind you manners."
Mr. Marlex slumped down in a chair in front of the General's desk.
"I'm sorry Ma'am. Please tell me."
"Okay, only because you asked nicely. Now, we are being invaded. By
an enemy we can neither stop nor delay very much. And that's where
Phillip comes in." And so she unloaded all the details onto Mr. Marlex.
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