Chapter 14

Chapter 14

-Me(UNLIMITED POWER!)-

It's been three days now and we have completed the arm and now I tell you all about it. First off, thanks to some tweaking from Crysea, it is now integrated into my body. As in, it looks and feels as if I was born with this arm. You can't yank it out or off, it's like I grew my arm back only it's black with neon green 'cracks' throughout it. It's totally badass and Crysea is a freakin genius!! Anyway, the next thing would be it has a plasma core infused in it, hence the green 'cracks', and what that does is it gives me power like no other.

Lemme break it down for you. With the core I can discharge excess energy or stress as either a ranged shot or an impact blow. The power of the shot is equal to my rifle if not slightly weaker, however, the blow, punch mind you, is as powerful as the compressed plasma explosion. Lemme reiterate for ya. That is the EXCESS. The actual power of it I can't really test since everything broke with just the excess.

Anyway, after that I can create a small plasma blade, about 6 inches long, from any 'crack' in the arm and as many as I want as long as there is enough power for it. It being pure plasma it pretty much just cuts through everything. It took quite a bit of effort but I even cut through Tyrandyl. That was an ecstatic moment for me.

Next would be the arm itself is made of reinforced Tyrandyl, of what little I had, so it's retarded durable even without the core but with it honestly I don't even know how durable it is. Sometimes I swear there's a shield over it. Nah... I think? Anyway, this arm isn't going anywhere. Honestly, I'll be erased before this thing breaks.

Now this is where it gets cool, I can use my arm to morph into practically anything I can imagine. Since it's linked to my nerves and brain and other biology shit, I can manipulate it just like I would my arm. So I could make it turn into a gat, or a cannon, or a pistol, or a sword, or a small shield, the list is endless!!! Not only can I take its shape but if I turn it to a ranged weapon I can actually fire off shots equivalent to however much power I consume.

Oh so 3% of the total power is enough to destroy an armorcraft,  if I hit it correctly. It regenerates 5% per ten seconds. Awesome right? Wrong. In tight situations that's a big downfall. I'd prefer it to be 1% per second or at least 0.5% per second because once it hits 0 I can't use it till it fully regenerates. 5 minutes is a long time and one could die so many times in that time frame. I mean I could use my own blood to power it but that's inefficient. It's better to just wait it out than use it.

Downsides? If I use it's ranged attacks to much I burn myself. No not just the place where it's attached I mean my entire body. It gives off a lot of heat, in a radius, when fired off consecutively so it can burn the shit out of me. Another is it weighs a lot so sometimes it throws me off balance and that is just situational. I use its power to lift it until I get strong enough to do so without any assistance. Finally, I can't change its appearance, it just melts most anything that comes into contact with it, well, inorganic that is. It’ll always look black with green cracks.

I also need to do maintenance not because it needs it per se, because it has an auto repair function as well, it's mainly just for incase I miss something or the self-repair does. This is like every teenage boy's dream! AHAHAHAAHA!!! Well. You know. I had to get blown up to get this, aaand almost die.

"Looks pretty cool." I said as I stretched my arm and inspect it.

"Yes it does." Crysea agreed. Not as cool as you though. Wow. That was cheesy. Ugh, it's in my mouth still.

"As much as I'd like to continue staring at my badass arm, we need to go to the city and set up an appointment with the leader." I said with a grim look on my face. "This is definitely going to be troublesome."

"What's so bad about the leader?" Crysea earnestly inquired.

"Dude's a ruthless, annoying, stuck up, manipulating, lying, sac of shit, fucktard bitch and I absolutely want that trash dead." I gave her my opinion.

"Oh... I'm sorry." she apologized so sincerely. No no no, this is one thousand percent not your fault. You apologizing is making me sad. Don't do that. Please. I don't want you to apologize if you didn't do anything. "Okay..."

"Regardless of how much I hate him, we need him for the sole reason of needing a signature. If we get 3 of the 5 powers to agree to your race's stay, then it's set in stone. If we can't find a peaceful way to end this, then there is one last thing I can do. I really hope this doesn't turn into a blood bath." I explained. "Though I doubt it'll come to that. We'll get at least one ally in this endeavor."

She nodded and we proceeded out the door.

-The City of Morgan (2 hours later)-

"It smells." Crysea mercilessly annihilated the city with just two words. Way to go Crysea!!

"I did warn you guys about it before did I not? In this city it's a free for all. Everyone is killing, raping, stealing, surviving, or dying in this city. It's a real hell hole." I really do despise this city.

Screams emitted from some alley. I could instantly tell that that woman has already begun to fall prey to this city. It's a sad thing indeed. Save her? Why? Because it's the right thing to do? Really? So death sentence for a murderer of children is the right thing to do, however, do you see that happening? Nope. I'm better than that? HA! HAHAHA! Oh no. No I'm definitely not. If it were me the death sentence is to easy. I personally would make him live through ten times the lives he took. He would be begging for hell in the beginning, and when I am done he'd be nothing but an empty lifeless shell of a man.

"What are they doing to that person?" Crysea asked. Right. She hasn't seen this part of humanity. Sigh, fine, I'll do something about it.

I walked into the alley in which the scream originated and, lo and behold, a group of men trying to rape this poor gal. Well least I get to try out a new toy I made recently. I say recently but it was about a month and a half ago. What it does is it locks on to targets I deem as a threat and...

"Hey who are you?!" one of the guys noticed me before I could finish my inner monologue. Seriously? You're going to interrupt me? How rude! Let a guy have his inner monologue before you interrupt him will ya? "I said what are you doing here you little shit"

Hmm, did I notice you twitch a little Crysea? Meh, no matter. This guy's getting a little personal so I think instead I'll try testing my new arm on a person.

As the guy approached me I announced "You shall be a perfect test subject." then punched the guy in the face..... WHAT THE FUCK?!?! The guy's head blew up!!! Like brain and skull just splattered all over the walls and my face. Ew I got stupid on me. How reproachful. Going to take a super serious shower tonight. Oh well, now to test the new toy. I made the guys a target in my mind and clicked a small button on the hand sized ball and tossed it towards the guys. Five now by the way.

The guys stopped their assault to look at the ball as it floated above their heads. A red light was emitted and six bolts of lightning met the heads of six targets. By the way, no their heads didn't explode, actually they just melted and the goo was sucked into their neck hole. Wait a second. Six?? Oh. I'm sorry lady, it seems there was a malfunction somewhere. Well at least you won't have to live with the shame of being raped. Guess I need to recalibrate this little guy. The friend or foe function seems a little glitchy.

"Was she wrong as well?" Crysea asked.

"Ah, well no. Actually she was probably innocent, however, the friend or foe function on this gadget seems to be a little glitchy so it would appear that she was seen as a foe and zapped. Success on the effect, failure on the implication. So that was just me accidentally killing her." I explained.

"Oh, be more careful next time." she reprimanded me. I fell to my knees. This pain in my chest, what is this?! I feel like I have disappointed the one person I shouldn't. That stern look she gave me when she said that, I am so sorry random lady I killed. May you rest in peace... Alright! I will now do my best to not screw up!! No promises though. I am human after all.

Afterwards we proceeded to the terminal set up around checkpoints all over the city. What you can do at these terminals is ranged from renting houses or vehicles, making phone calls, or even setting up appointments. They are also secure! Surprising right? Well these terminals are made and distributed in EVERY country so naturally it's secure.

"This is Backport's second terminal, how can we assist you today?" Oh? I've heard of some of the terminals having an assistance program but I never thought there would be one here. This makes things easier.

"I am Sky from RTA and I need you to patch me through to Alpha Corporation's CEO Milkein please." I stated my request.

"Do you have an appointment?" it asked.

"Nope, need to make one though." I answered.

"Just a moment."

So the terminal area is like a small area. Right that was vague as hell, so it's like a teenager's personal room only slightly bigger and encased entirely of a special type of metal to prevent eavesdropping or hacking or anything else really. It's really convenient I tell ya.

"Your contact has been reached. Do you wish to accept?" it asked.

"Naturally." I said and picked up the phone.

"What is it? I'm an extremely busy man and I don't have time to deal with low level scum." the man on the other end seemed a bit peeved at the moment.

"Well you haven't changed one bit you sorry excuse for a human being. I need to see you so make time." I assertively demanded.

"You, little shit. I thought for sure you-"

"Were dead? HA! It'll take a lot more than a few men to kill me. I'm very tenacious when it comes to escaping.” Wow did I really just say a cliché line like that? Sigh, what is going on here. “Anyway, I need to see you, and you will want to see me. Found a little something that you can't ignore. You little shit." that last bit I mimicked, to the best of my ability, his voice. Ah I love pissing this guy off.

"You think you can do what you want? This is my city and you're just-"

"If you're going to give me the cliché 'this is my town' bullshit lines then shut up, drop it, and let’s move on to the appointment."

"You’ll regret this.” He sighed. “Fine, I have an available time seven months from now on the 17th day. 1230 is what I'm putting you in for. Don't be late." he said and proceeding the phone went silent.

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"He's as difficult as ever." I muttered as I hung up the phone.

"He didn't sound to delightful at all, and how do you know him? It sounded like he is one of those leaders you mentioned earlier. Wouldn't he be difficult to get a hold of?" Crysea brought to light.

"Right well, normally it would be impossible unless you held some political power, however, my family is famous... Well, was. Most of the weaponry I have already discussed with you was made by my parents. Not a soul on this planet doesn't know who my parents were." as she was about to ask a predictable question "I'll explain it later. Anyway, since being the eldest son of the family I also hold some prestige, naturally not as much as my parents, however, enough to be able to set up appointments with the big shots like just now. If it was them, they could just walk in unannounced and would take higher priority than even the leaders themselves. Crazy huh? Makes me wonder what they did before we were born. Anyway the appointment is seven months from now huh? That was an unexpected delay. Can't be helped I guess. Gives me time to tweak some weaponry and experiments." I let out an unnoticeable sigh.

"A lot has happened?" She looked at me with delicate eyes.

"You could say that. Anyway, let’s go. I need to show you the rest of the town. You need to see the worst of mankind before you see the best. Though there is evil amongst most people, the little good there is out shadows it. Well, either way, I still despise humanity to the core, that won't change, but I won't condemn them." I explained to her.

"You won't kill anyone will you?" she asked. Oh yeah, I had almost completely forgotten that these guys absolutely detest violence. Yeah, I need to be more careful.

"Yeah, I won't kill anyone. Can't promise that though because if someone attacks me I will defend myself."

"That's fine." she approved. Man... all this shit happening has left me a little depressed. I remember why I hate coming here now. The haze this city's under gives off a heavy feeling and quite frankly it's depressing. Meh, let's get this over with.

-Milkein-

"That dirty, rotten, son of a bitch!!!" Milkein yelled throwing the files on his desk about. "How dare that pompous little prick think he can do what he wants because of his family name. That little shit!!!!"

"Sir your requested files have arrived." the secretary knocked on the door.

"Fine, bring them to me." Milkein seemingly calmed down when the secretary walked in and sat at his desk. "So what did you find out?

"It would seem both siblings were kidnapped at a young age and sent to various places. The sister lives in the mainland working under Kraug."

"Shit, she'd have to be working under him. The brother?" Milkein cursed.

"The brother works for this company actually. Though only 19 he has made quite a few achievements, although he is a bit on the shy side, he's a hard worker."

"Ooh? So he works for us? This makes things easy. You think you can get away with bossing me around huh brat? Well, we'll see who gets the last laugh after this."

-Me-

I suddenly cringed. I felt as though someone just made a major cliché line. Who? When? Where? Why? I will break you!! Nah, not really. I just want to retort in the moment you say it.

BOOM

Ah, another explosion. Crysea, why is your face so dark? You look like you're about to kill someone. "You know, for this section of the city it would be unnatural if there weren’t explosions every other minute. I call this place Dynamite Pub. I think the name is self-explanatory." I tried to calm her expression.

"Yeah..." Whoa. She's totally pissed right now. She's never been pissed. There hasn't been too much time to definitively say that but I don't think I remember her being pissed before. What's up with that? Well, I'll worry about it later, the reason I brought her to this part of town is because I have a bad feeling about my appointment so I need to set up some... well I just need to call in some favors. I'm not really into that vague this-word-that-I-said-has-a-completely-different-meaning-than-what-it-actually-was-meant-to-have shit. It's stupid, confuses people, and completely pointless. Did I mention it was stupid? No? Well, it's stupid.

"Welcome to Al's Bar, whether you're here for... Sky? The hell you doing here?" The bartender started to say then recognized who I was then twisted it into a question.

"Well, some stuff is going to happen soon and I wanted to get a hold of Rita before it started." I informed him.

"Ah, well he doesn't really come here anymore." the bartender, Al by the way, told me.

"Oh, then do you know where I could find him?"

"Well, he might be at Old Line. I hear some of his people have been stirring up some trouble there lately so he might have gone to fix their attitude." when he said fix I paled. Heh, that guy has an entirely different meaning to 'fix'. Example; guy breaks arm. Rita offers to 'fix' said broken arm. Guy accepts without knowing who Rita is. Guy now has three extra limbs. Rita doesn't exactly know how to actually fix anything. Eccentric? No no no no, definitely not. He's very calm actually, he just doesn't know how to fix things.

"Thanks for the tip. Take care of yourself Al." I began to leave with those humble parting words.

"Hey kid." he called back to me.

"What's up?" I answered.

"There's something strange going on these days. Some people, a whole college and some kids to be exact, went missing. Most have come back, but there are still some missing." Hmm? Wait what? Still missing? I counted, only four people were killed in the process of my escape. The way he said that indicates more.

"How many?"

"At least a hundred. Thing is the ones who came back acted like it was natural for their disappearance." WHAT?! 100?! Don't tell me the forest is actually trying to move in on us while the other revert. No. They’re more respectable then that. Than where the hell did 100 people disappear to? How odd.

"Thanks for the tip, I'll be careful."

"Oh and miss, this guy is a handful but you're in good hands with him." He winked to Crysea. Holy...Shit... NOT YOU TOO YOU DAMNED OLD MAN!!!!!!!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?! I'm dying... is that you God? That bright light? Oh. Nope, just the light bulb. Ow, shouldn't stare at it so long. Sigh, so... many... clichés!!! My willpower is weakened.

"Crysea, please. I think I need you to carry me." I begged.

"You're fine." Et tu brute?! Goodbye cruel world!!!! Fall... gasp... dies.... again.... "Don't we have somewhere to go?" Crysea totally just ignored my play!!! You're so cold today. What's.... I don't actually know an analogy for you. Not being human makes things difficult a bit. Oh well. You are right so I guess we should go. "Thank you." Oh, you just didn't like it here, why didn't you just say so, I could have not done the over exaggeration.

When we arrived at the Old Line silence befell us. It's quite humbling to hear....

"Adfagflwejhajkeak"

Scratch that. The unintelligible screams of those being fixed by Rita is more pleasing then silence sometimes. I mean did you see that? He totally pulled off the 'adfagflwejhajkeak' scream. You don't hear the...

"AAAackkkgfkgkkfkkk......"

RIIITAAAAAAA!!!! YOU ARE INTERRUPTING MY INNER MONOLOGUE AGAIN!!!!

"RITA!!! STOP TRYING TO FIX YOUR PEOPLE AND GET YO ASS OUT HERE!!!!!!!" I shouted towards the entrance of a.... hole in the wall? What?

Shortly after a man dressed in nothing but red walked out of the hole. He also wore a red hat that almost covered his squared face and silver eyes. Oh lord you're still wear that shit? Dude, it's totally not cool.

"Sky? Why are you here? And with a woman no less?" I punched him in the face. Right hand of course.

"ENOUGH WITH THE CLICHES ALREADY DAMMIT!!!" I blew up. To many in one day. I'm sorry Rita that you had to take the brunt of it but you were the closest punchable object near me.

"Bad day huh?" Rita recovered beautifully.

"Yeah, you could say that. Ran into one cliché after another. It was very taxing. That, and I might have accidentally killed an innocent lady." I confessed.

"Was she the one in Backport?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Yeah, she uses that as bait for her victims. You killed a serial murder. Good job." Rita congradulated.

Well it's a cliché yeah, but maybe my little gadget isn't broken. I only choose the 5 as enemy targets, however, it also targeted aggressors on its own. Did I accidentally put an A.I in there? Sweet, my gadget is more badass than I thought!!!

"Good news." Crysea voiced. Yeah, I get it. You really don't like this place. Well I'll have this be our last stop in this town for a while. "Thanks."

"So what brings you here Sky?”

“I'm going to need your help. I can't really give you to many details right now but we might have to storm Alpha Corporations, and I emphasize might." I explained.

"Oh ho? You finally decided to ghost Milkein?" Rita said with a malevolent air.

"Maybe, I don't want to if I don't have to, but, knowing him, I might so I'm picking up some friends and favors." I explained further.

"I see. Well I'll offer up my gang and I for this round. Sounds like it would be a fun ride regardless of the outcome. And who's she?" he finally asked.

"Crysea. She's... Wellll someone close. I'll explain later. I need you to come to my place in about 3 months and again 3 months after that."

"Roger that. See ya then." Rita confirmed.

"Ah Rita, one more thing."

"Yes?"

"We're friends yeah?" I asked. It's an important question to me. What? I can get sentimental sometimes to you know. It may have already been guessed but I don't exactly have any friends.

"No." ouch. "I keep friends and family separate. You can lose and betray friends but you can't betray family." he said in a flat and blunt tone. "Hope you know the difference too." He waved his hand then re-entered the hole in the wall. Way to try and act like a complete badass. Thanks man.

"Brother?" Crysea asked.

"Not by blood." Good to know that at least Rita is here. "Let's go home."

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So it’s a lot shorter than I imagined but it still works. The chapters are getting longer as I’ve noticed and well the action part will be starting up soon so they’re going to get even longer. Possibly. Anyway, I want to jump into the action right now but you know, random fighting makes only for temporary satisfaction. You go “cool” and move on. Anyway hope you guys enjoyed it. Until next time!!