by Azathoth » Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:11 am
Cream ran through the woods until she came across her expertly-concealed tent beneath a pile of leaves. She deactivated her armor and slips into it, replacing the leaves behind her to mask her presence.
She goes up to a strange looking radio and activates it. Various lights flicker on while a hum of electricity fills the air. An automated voice suddenly speaks out.
Radio: State name, access code, and current status of assignment.
Cream: Name, Bane of the Skies. Access code: Black five four eighty-two reaper six three five nine. Current mission status: Uncompleteable.
Radio: First code confirmed. Warning. Voice recognission systems detect abnormal speech frequencies. Verify secondary code and state reason of abnormal patterns.
Cream: Secondary code as follows: Indigo seven zero thirty-one hawkeye four two seven six. Reason for abnormal speech patterns as follows: Code three-hundred and fourty-two.
Radio: Secondary code confirmed. Standby as connection to hub commences.
(several minutes pass)
Radio: Connection complete, may Hunters prevale.
(the automated voice cuts out, a few seconds later, a gruff voice is heard on the radio.)
New Voice: Bane of the Skies, this is Tracker co-ordinator number four six three. I have never heard a code three-hundred and fourty-two being called in, please briefly explain the situation.
(Cream goes on to tell an abbreviated version of what happened at Shoujoland.)
Tracker co-ordinator: (whispers) Bane... if my supervisor wasnt watching, I would laugh until my ribs cracked. But all the same... I admire that you have the guts to call us back and not just dissapear. (louder) It seems that the target has been lost, and one of our agents compromised. If you are sure that the target is still in the area, we will send an extraction team to your location.
Cream: (slightly annoyed) Yes, Co-ordinator... whoever walks in that park dosent walk out in the same shape they walked in... and normally not with the same mind. I am lucky I got away with what I did. It is highly probable that the target is inside the limits of the park, and his mind is compromised. Reccommend high-level extraction of every person present, and then interrogation to determine which is the target. Then level six mage breaker teams utilized to restore the target.
Tracker co-ordinator: Stand by, Bane... I am going to call an emergency meeting. I will get back into contact with you within a few hours with your orders.
(the radio cuts off, and the tent is thrown back into darkness. Cream waits quietly... wondering what the future will hold.)
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...