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Originally posted on December 1st, 2016 in the MLPxJojo thread
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December 27, 2014 02:30 AM
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Unknown Location.
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>”Subjects 1 to 4 present no changes.”
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>>”Subjects 5 and 6, deceased 1 hour after being implanted with B-01.”
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“What about Subject 7?”
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>”It has assimilated B-01 and was placed in a water tank for further observation.”
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“Good. I want a report of its heart beat and body temperature in an hour.”
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>You read your assistant’s latest reports.
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>They contain the same information you’ve just been told, but there is no harm in being thorough.
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>The tiniest mistake could cause the death of everyone in this lab.
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>You go towards the snacks table and brew yourself some coffee.
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>Being cooped inside the lab for months can make you come up with some cravings of the breakfast type.
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>You munch on some cake while waiting for the coffee to be ready.
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>For a secret facility with no windows and under surveillance 24/7, they had provided you with the finest catering service.
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>Such are the perks for working for a secret warfare research lab.
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>That and, if you weren’t motivated enough, knowing that you could be disposed of at any minute.
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>With a cup of java in one hand and a scone in your mouth, you go check on Subject 7.
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>You gaze into the tank’s window but you are met only by your reflection.
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>In hindsight it was a bad idea to use a tank that big for such a small test subject.
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>You take a sip of your coffee.
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>…
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>And then you spit it immediately.
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>It is the worst coffee you’ve ever had!
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>So much for the best catering service.
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>”Are you ok professor?”
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“Blegh, yes. Just tell me the status on the subjects or something.”
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>”Subjects 1 to 4 show no pulse for a few minutes.”
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“Shit.”
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>That means Subject 7 is the only one remaining.
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>You can’t mess this up or you will leave this lab in a plastic bag.
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“Incinerate the subjects and review their info, there has to be something we could use to…”
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>But you don’t finish the sentence.
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>The sheer horror on your assistant’s face puts you on edge.
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>With a trembling finger he points behind you.
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>You turn around and feel a cold wave of terror wash over your body.
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>Subject 7’s water tank was leaking.
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>But how?
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>It only takes you a second to notice your own mistake.
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>There was a pressure valve turned open next to the tank, with the remains of a mug that said “World’s Best Professor.”
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“Sound the alarm! We must evacuate everyone!”
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>The water tank’s hatch gets blown open, smashing through the head of your assistant.
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>You fall on your butt in shock.
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>You don’t hear the alarm going off.
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>You don’t feel the blood of your fellow scientists wash over your hands.
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>You can no longer taste the awful bitterness of the coffee in your mouth.
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>But you do see the monster coming out of the water tank.
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>And you know this is how all life will end.
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December 27, 2014 08:15 AM
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Spoon State Office, Canterlot
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>”Girls, there is no easy way of saying this so I will be blunt. You are not cut for this job.”
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>>“Oh come on!”
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”Calm down sis, let him speak.”
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>Mr. Spoon takes a look at some folders on his desk.
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>”I’ve reviewed your CV and you don’t fit the requirements for this job.”
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>>“We don’t… It’s a fucking brothel!”
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“Excuse my rude sister, but what requirements do we not fit?”
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>”To begin with you are both too young.”
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>>”We are 21! We are adults!”
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>”That is correct, but I doubt you have the experience needed for this line of work. You may know the basis for it’s “In and outs”,” he looks at your sister expecting her to laugh at his joke.
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>>”Fuck you; I ain’t giving you the pleasure.”
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>”ahem,” he continues without being bothered by your sister’s insult. “But it entails a proficiency and maturity that you both lack. Do I make myself clear?”
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>>”Oh, I know what you are saying, “ your sister stands up and begins to crack her knuckles. “You are saying we aren’t hot enough to work at your place!”
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>Mr. Spoon sighs, knowing that she won’t take no for an answer.
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>>”There’s two gorgeous girls, no, women here willing to offer a twin experience in your brothel and you are going to deny them the job!?”
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>”We already offer that service, and they also provide massages. Do you girls know how to give massages?“
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>>”No, but I like to fuck a lot!”
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>You grab your sister by the hem of her shirt and force her to sit down before she continues to make a fool out of herself.
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>”Girls, what made you consider this line of work? I’m sure college or a cafe would be a more suitable place for girls your age.
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>>”We don’t want to study anymore. “
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“We’d rather do anything else for money than to sit in a classroom for another four or five years. It’s a waste of valuable time we could be using to make profits.”
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>”That’s your reason? Then that settles it, you aren’t mature enough to work in my establishment.”
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>Both you and your sister get upset by his words.
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>Another failure.
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>You know he is right, but you can’t help it.
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>School is the worst and neither you nor your sister are willing to put up with things you don’t like.
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>Mr. Spoon looks at you and your sister, adjusts his thick framed glasses and continues reading your CV.
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>”Mrs. Flitter, it says here that you are good at finding lost objects, is that right?”
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“Yes, ever since I was little. You could say it's kind of a special ability.”
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>Your sister snickers at that.
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>”I see…” He leaves the CVs on his desk and takes off his glasses. He may think this makes him look more serious, but it’s hard to do so while looking at his small eyes. “Then I think I have the right job for you. Although it is quite the odd ordeal to ask for a pair of young ladies.”
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“I’m listening” you say, holding back your enthusiasm.
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>”Since the founding of Canterlot, my family has maintained a legacy of great importance. Are you perhaps familiar with “Fancy Cat”?”
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>>”The cat food?”
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>”That’s right. So I assume you’ve seen the poster cat that appears in every commercial.”
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>>”Yeah, that CG cat that munches on the can of food and then purrs at the camera. Everyone knows about it.”
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>”Correct. But that cat isn’t generated by a computer.”
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“Excuse me?”
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>”That is a real living cat.”
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>>”But it is blue!”
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>” My family has bred this particular kind of cat for generations, it is unique and invaluable.”
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“Let me guess, the cat is missing.”
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>Mr. Spoon rubs his temple with frustration.
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>”Princess Blue, our precious kitty, disappeared last week. We have tried looking for her everywhere, but our efforts gave no results.”
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“So you want us to look for that kitty?”
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>You try your best to not grin wickedly.
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>”We have an appointment with the TV station to shoot a new commercial on the first day of January. If you are able to find her before that day, I’d be willing to pay you fifty thousand dollars.”
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>So that’s his game huh?
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>He wasn’t kidding, it was something odd to ask.
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>Bizarre even.
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>But you weren’t one to dismiss opportunities when they presented to you.
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>All you have to do is think carefully how to negotiate the finer details before…
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>>”You got a deal man! Me and my sister are gonna find that pussy in no time!”
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>You pinch your sister’s butt before she continues to ruin everything.
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>”It settled then. I’ll have my butler give you a photo of Princess Blue and information about her.”
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>Before you can talk back to him, his butler comes, gives you a folder with the information about the cat and escorts you and your sister outside.
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>>”That went great sis! We are going to get a shit ton of money only for looking for a…”
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>You interrupt your sister with a kick in her ass.
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>>”What the hell!”
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“God damn it Cloudchaser! Shut up when I’m doing business!”
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>>”But he gave us the job!”
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“Those commercials will earn him way more than just fifty thousand dollars! We could have asked him for more!”
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>Your sister’s expression freezes.
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>And then, when she realizes what you just said, she explodes just like always.
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>>”Shit, ass, bitch, motherfucker! Why am I so stupid dammnit!”
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>She vents out her anger on a bus stop sign.
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>You take a deep breath.
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>It’s always been like this.
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>She does something dumb and then you have to calm her down.
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“Now now, sis. Don’t you worry your pretty little head over this. I’m sure I will come up with something that will grant us much more money.”
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>>”Sonofa… wait, really?”
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“Of course, after all that’s why I’m the brain and you are the brawn.”
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>Cloudchaser smiles at you.
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>She always loved to be acknowledged by her strength.
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>>”So, Flitter, are you gonna use it? You know to find that pussy?”
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>You hug your sister lovingly.
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>You can’t stay mad at her for long.
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“Of course, sis. With my stand we will find it in no time.”
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>You both pose together.
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“When us the Storm Sisters work together…”
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>>”We are unbeatable!”
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December 27, 2014 9:00 AM
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Outskirts of Canterlot.
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>You are Number 22.
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>After some freak accident in one of your employer’s lab, you were summoned to track after something that got out of there.
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>You investigated the lab, or rather, what was left of it.
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>The place was littered with broken machines and corpses in every direction.
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>Whatever it was it didn’t like its creators.
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>But still, you managed to find a trail, and followed it all the way to Canterlot.
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>You have just informed your superiors and await instructions.
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>You take this moment to light up a smoke. It’s been a long night.
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>You phone rings, distracting you from your thoughts.
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>Guess duty calls.
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>It’s a message sent from your superiors.
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>It reads “Proceed to the city without getting attention from the public. Eliminate target immediately.”
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>The message also had a file attached to it.
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>It’s a picture, maybe those nerds at HQ managed to recover some footage from last night.
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>The picture is a bit blurry, but you recognize your prey without a problem.
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>You memorize it and destroy the phone, crushing it with just your right hand, leaving no evidence behind.
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“So I’m looking for a cat…”
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December 27, 2014 09:25 AM
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Sugarcube Corner, Canterlot.
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>”Name, Princess Blue. Age, one year and three months. Sex, female, although that should be obvious by her name. Height, 25 cm. Length, 43 cm. Weight, 3,9 kg. It shows intelligence superior to the average cat, carries a regal air, and shows highly social behavior. It is also known for being very protective of other little animals.”
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>You munch on a donut while absentmindedly listening to your sister.
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“Cool, go on.”
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>”We have to keep in mind that this is a very rare cat, so it is probable that someone has seen it around...”
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>You check the tall guy behind the counter.
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>You wonder how he is packing down there…
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>”…so we should proceed by going to…”
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>A plump woman walks behind him and gives him a quick peck on his cheek.
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>Oh, right. He is married.
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>You don’t feel like getting in their way… today.
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>”So it is very important that… you didn’t listen to anything I said.”
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“Cool, go on.”
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>Your sister takes a sip from her coffee calmly, and then stomps on your right foot.
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“Fuck!”
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>You jump from your seat getting the attention from all the customers.
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>”Sit down!” barks Flitter and you obey.
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>”Cloudchaser, do you want us to get that money or would you rather keep looking at guys?”
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“Hey I’m sorry! It’s just that you were going on and on and I didn’t feel like being lectured about a fucking cat.”
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>You realize that the moment those words left your mouth you fucked up big time.
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>Flitter stomps on your other foot.
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>You cover your mouth with your hands trying to muffle the scream of pain.
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>”Seriously, if we mess this up is totally going to be your fault.”
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>Flitter continues to drink her coffee while also eating your donuts.
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>You don’t mind though.
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>Since you were children you’ve always shared your stuff with her.
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>Although, now that you think about it, she has never returned you that pink bow she always wears after you lent it to her when you were kids.
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>Whatever, you don’t feel like minding the small stuff, or else she will get fucking pissed again.
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>”If you calmed down already then pay attention to the plan.”
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“Why do we need a plan? Can’t you just find that cat with your stand?”
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>”Ughhh, I swear you get dumber every day.”
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>Flitter’s hands glow with a magenta glow, and then a thin golden rectangle glass appears.
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>”My [Material Girl] can locate anything I desire, but it needs specific information to pin point where it is.”
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“You’ve got a shit ton of data on that cat! Why can’t you find it?”
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>”It’s not that simple! Even with all of these files I won’t be able to find her. The best I can come up with is this.”
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>The surface of the rectangle begins to show an air view of Canterlot with several little red dots all over it.
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>”It can mark every cat in Canterlot, but there is no way of knowing which is the one we are looking for.”
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“Fuck me! What are we gonna do then? Get every single cat in town?”
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>Flitter continues to look at her stand.
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>Then she smiles and begins to lick her lips.
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>It’s kinda hot, but you know what it means.
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>She has a plan.
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>”Not every single cat, but we might still need a lot…”
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>Flitter finishes her coffee and your donuts.
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>”Ok, here’s what we are going to do. I want you to go through these areas,” she points at the suburbs “and get as many cats as you can.”
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“Just any cat?”
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>”That’s right. It doesn’t matter how; just get as many as you can. Then we will meet here,” she points at the gas station near the highway “Did you get all of that?”
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“Grab them pussies, go to the gas station, yeah I can do it.”
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>”Good. Let’s get going then.”
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>You both get up and walk away from your tables, going back outside to the chilling streets of Canterlot.
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December 27, 2014 12:00 PM
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Canterlot’s Main Street.
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>You are Number 22.
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>You’ve been following Subject 7’s trail through the suburbs and the city.
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>Judging by its picture and some of its droppings you found along the way, it is a female black cat, not that much different from a regular house pet.
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>It’s been going erratically from backyards to alleyways, completely lost.
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>And now it has ventured into the city.
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>This just makes your work more difficult.
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>On the bright side, it has been running for almost half a day, so you bet it will stop to rest.
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>You keep on walking through the sidewalk, until you stop at the entrance of Canterlot Park.
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>It must be here.
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>You go in.
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>Your senses become more aware thanks to the modifications made by the organization.
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>You can smell, hear, feel and react better than anyone.
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>That’s why you are the best for this kind of job.
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>It takes you no longer than five minutes to locate it.
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>There it is on top of a tree, a black cat with dirt all over its fur.
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>You pull out a knife and take aim.
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>From here it’s just a matter of concentra-
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>”I found another one!”
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>Shit.
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>A loud girl with anime hair is running towards the tree carrying a large moving sack.
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>Subject 7 woke up!
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>Double shit.
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>You look around.
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>Besides you and the girl there doesn’t seem to be anyone else in the park.
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>Good, that means you can silence her and proceed with your objective.
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>The girl gets right next to the tree.
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>Subject 7 seems on edge, clearly regarding her as an enemy.
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>You hurry and swiftly get behind the girl.
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>You pull out your knife and…
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>”The fuck?!”
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>She noticed?
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>Your senses alert you of incoming danger!
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>You duck and feel how something sharp slices the air above your head.
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>Before you can even question what sort of weapon did it, you feel more attacks coming.
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>You backflip out of their way, leaving at least three meters of distance between you and the girl, who for some reason is striking a flashy pose.
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>”Fuck you man! Are you trying to shank me?! I’ll cut your ass all over!”
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>She sure has a foul mouth.
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>You look towards the top of the tree.
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>Subject 7 got away.
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>You got no time to waste with this civilian.
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>You turn around and sprint out of the park, leaving the girl far behind you.
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>After running for a few blocks, you hide in an alley.
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>You take out another phone from your jacket and report back to your superiors.
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“This is Agent 22, I came into contact with Subject 7, but it managed to get away.”
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>”You’ve failed?!” screams your superior through the phone leaving your ear ringing a little.
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“I still haven’t lost its track, I’ll report back in three hours.”
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>”I want it eliminated by then! And do not forget, burn the corpse until there are only ashes! We must stop it before it reaches transformation stage one!”
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December 27, 2014 14:35 PM
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Gas Station near the highway, Canterlot
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>You are Flitter and you’ve spent the last hour waiting for your sister.
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>The attendant is giving you a funny look.
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>Seriously, how hard can it be to get some stray cats?
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>As if answering your question, Cloudchaser enters the Gas Station.
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>”Heya sis! Look what I found!”
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>She waves a big bag that is moving and making lots of hissing noises.
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“So you didn’t screw it up. Congrats sis, I’m glad you weren’t a total disappointment.”
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>She laughs at your backhanded compliment.
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>You get up and head to the exit door.
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“Let’s go.”
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>”We are going?”
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“We need a bigger place for what I have in mind.”
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>You both keep walking for a few minutes until you reach a clear where you had already prepared what you’d need.
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>There was a shovel, a bag of dirt and ten big flower pots.
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>”Uh, what are you gonna do sis?”
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“First I need you to hand me a cat.” You say while grabbing the shovel.
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>Your sister looks at the back and then to you.
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>”You know, I’m sure they are going to shred my hand the moment I open the bag.”
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“Then use your stand.”
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>”Oh! You are right! Come on [Scissor Sister]!”
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>Your sister is surrounded by a light magenta glow and a figure appears next to her.
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>It is a tall robotic woman with her arms holding the back of her head, and her legs, sharp as swords, open in a 90 degrees angle with one of them hanging to her right.
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>It sorta looks like a ballerina… mixed with a giant pair of scissors.
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>Her stand fishes a cat quickly out of the bag, the feline clearly distressed by this.
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“Now, hold him in one of those flower pots while I cover it with dirt.”
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>Your sister’s stand complies despite the doubtful look its user is giving you.
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>You shovel dirt on top of the cat and flatten it until only its head is poking out, leaving the animal both scared and trapped.
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“Nice. Now hand me another one, a little one if possible.”
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>This continues until all the flower pots have a cat trapped in it.
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>”What should I do with the other cats?” your sister asks waving the half- empty bag.
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“Release them, we don’t need them. “
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>”What?! But I spent the whole day getting them!”
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“It’s all part of the plan Cloudchaser, now do it. “
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>Your sister places the bag on the ground, opens it and a clowder of cats escape quickly in every direction.
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“Perfect. All according to plan.”
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>”This was part of the plan? What do we do now?”
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“Now we wait.”
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>Your sister slumps next to a tree and you stand next to her leaning ever so slightly on the tree.
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>The clear is fairly silent in spite of the whimpering meows and the whistle of the cold wind.
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>You look over at your sister.
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>She has both arms covered in scratches, she also seems fairly exhausted.
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>You’ve no doubt that she gave it her all.
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“It must have been difficult to get that many cats.”
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>”It kinda was, but it’s no challenge I couldn’t complete.” She answers while showing off her arms lean muscles.
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“So there were no complications then.”
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>”Well… some fucker tried to shank me at the park, but I scared him off with my stand.”
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“He could see your stand? Was he also a stand user?”
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>”I don’t think so. He just dodged my attacks and ran away.”
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>He dodged her [Scissor Sister]’s attacks?
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>You’ve seen them before and you know those are way faster than what any person could dodge.
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>”It doesn’t surprise me though. The park has always been the place for weirdos and hobos. The other day Blossomforth told me about this rumor… in which zombies come to life near the church!”
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“That’s nonsense. You shouldn’t believe everything Blossomforth says.”
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>”It’d be cool though.”
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>You both wait for another couple of minutes.
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“I wonder…”
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>You make [Material Girl] appear in your hands.
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>It shows ten tiny dots where you are, and as for the rest of the dots… they seem to be getting further away from the place you are in.
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>”Man, this is bullshit. How come every cat in town is getting farther from where we are?” shouts Cloudchaser looking over at [Material Girl]’s display.
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“Cloudchaser, have you ever heard of Leyhausen?”
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>Your sister looks at you with a blank expression.
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“Of course you haven’t… Leyhausen was a zoologist that studied the behavior of domestic and wild cats. In his research he found out that, while being naturally territorial animals, they would often come together and socialize or alert their kin if threatened by a force that endangered them all.”
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>”Like what we just did?”
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“That’s right. You were all over stealing and terrorizing cats, so most of them were already aware of you, and then by releasing those cats just now they’ve gained knowledge of which area to avoid.”
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>”I don’t get it. How does that help us find the blue cat?”
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“That’s where these furry hostages come into play. The file said that Princess Blue not only is a very intelligent cat, but also very protective of other little animals. So if every cat in town becomes aware that there are cats in danger right here…” you look down at [Material Girl]’s display and notice a single dot coming towards you “then she should appear right now.”
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>You and your sister walk away from the tree and head towards your hostages.
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>You see some bushes rustling, and from them emerges a cat with pristine blue fur.
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“Princess Blue I presume. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”
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>The cat looks to be ready to attack.
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>It’s back is arched and it is showing you its little fangs.
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>Still, you’ll need to rile her up a bit more.
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>You share a conspiring look with your sister who had already prepared the bag to capture her.
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“I’ve been told you are very smart for a cat, so I’ll assume you can understand what I say,” you grab your shovel “You will get in the bag my sister has obediently,” you place the tip of the shovel on top of a crying kitten head “or else…”
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>That does it.
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>Princess Blue’s eyes shrink to a fine slit and she hisses at you with such a primal feel of rage, that you are sure is way more menacing than any insult.
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>She pounces towards you.
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>Your sister gets in front of her with the bag open and…
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>You hear gunshots firing behind you.
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>What?
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>You try to look, but your sister throws you to the ground.
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>You both fall over the pots, breaking them and giving the cats a chance to get away.
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>Why? WHY?!
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>You were so close!
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>You see Princess Blue get away.
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>You try to go after her, but your sister keeps you down.
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“Let me go! She is getting away.”
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>”Stay down, it’s dangerous!”
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>The bullets begin to fly over your bodies in short bursts.
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>You have no other choice than to remain close to the ground.
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>After a while you hear the shots get further away.
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>Cloudchaser gets up.
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>”I saw him sis! It was the same fucker that tried to shank me today. He was firing a machine gun!”
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“Is he gone?”
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>”Yeah, he went towards the Gas Station.”
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>… oh no.
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“Shit. It all makes sense.”
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>”What?”
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“That guy must be also looking for Princess Blue! He must have been tailing us, waiting for the chance to catch her, and now she just escaped in the same direction he is going!”
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>”Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”
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>Both of you rush towards the Gas Station.
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>You are Agent 22, and you are in the middle of a chase.
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>You’ve been following Subject 22 in these woods for the last hour, and now you finally have him cornered.
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>The dumb cat just ran inside a Gas Station.
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>Your job just got a lot easier.
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>You rush towards the entrance of the station and open it with a kick.
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>Before the clerk has time to react, you fill his body with lead.
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>There doesn’t seem to be anyone else… good.
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>You walk through the few tables placed for customers to wait while their cars are being serviced, and kick one of them with all your strength!
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>Subject 7 comes running from under it, but you were already waiting for this.
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>You shoot a quick burst of bullets, and they all pierce right through its little body.
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>The cat is now meowing slowly on top of a puddle of its own blood.
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>You walk calmly towards it, pull out your hunting knife, and stab him in the back.
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>The faint meowing stop.
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>You leave him there and walk behind the counter, stepping over the corpse of the clerk.
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>It doesn’t take you long to find what you were looking for; a barrel of gasoline.
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>You walk back to Subject 7’s body and pour it all over him.
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>You throw the barrel outside the station, leaving a trail that went from the gas dispensers to inside the station and then you pull a box of matches out of your jacket.
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“All things considered, this was an easy job.” You say to no one while lighting up a match.
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>But no sooner than you ignite it, you hear a faint sound.
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>You look over at Subject 7.
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>Its black fur was falling and a lustrous blue one began to grow.
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>The bullet wounds were already closed.
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>But that wasn’t making the sound.
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>You knife was!
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> It was moving, no it was being pushed out of Subject 7’s body!
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“Impossible! Not only is it still alive, but it regenerated and its muscles are pushing out the knife!”
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>The knife finally falls from its body with a loud clunk, and you begin to hear its now disturbing meow.
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>”Meow…Meeoooow….Barooooo.”
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>Is that what your superior was talking about?
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>Then it was no longer a cat, it had become a monster!
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>You have to ignite the gasoline quick-
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>Before you could react, before your augmented senses could feel it, it had already bitten a chunk of your right hand.
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>You scream in pain.
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>It burns! It burns a lot!
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>You instinctively grab the wound with your left hand trying to apply pressure on it, but it only makes the burn worse.
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>You fall to the ground on your knees and witness with horror what happened to your right hand.
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>The wound not only was getting bigger, it was dissolving your skin and bones!
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>Your left hand that came in contact with it had also begun to melt into a mush!
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>Your right hand falls from your arm; right on top of the gasoline trail, and it was still holding the lit match.
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>The fire spreads towards the store, the gas dispensers and over your legs.
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>You trash on the ground trying to put out the flames.
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>And then you see it.
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>Subject 7 was walking slowly towards you.
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>”Baroooooo.”
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“No, Stay away! I don’t want to die! STAY AWAAAAAY!”
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>Subject 7 bites your face.
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>The last thing you ever feel is how your eyes and face melt into your skull, the pain made more intense thanks to the heightened senses you were so proud of.
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>You are Flitter and you are right behind your sister running towards the Gas Station.
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>”Come on! I can already see it!”
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>She sprints towards it.
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>And then the whole place explodes.
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>The sheer force of the explosion launches your sister back towards you, leaving you both with your backs on the ground, your ears ringing and looking at the growing tower of black smoke ascending to the sky.
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“…We fucked up.”
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December 27, 2014 18:30 PM
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Storm Sister’s Apartment, Canterlot
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“And then the whole place blew up.”
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>You are walking back and forth, phone in hand, in your small living room.
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“Nothing happened to us, we ran away when we heard sirens coming our way.”
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>You’ve been on the phone for the last 20 minutes telling your friend everything that happened.
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“You don’t need to worry, we are ok!” you make a little pause “ Well, I’m ok.”
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>You sit down on your old sofa.
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“Flitter didn’t take it too well.”
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>Your friend sounds worried.
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“No, no. Although I had to stop her from going into the flames to look for the cat.”
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>…
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“She got really pissed. Yeah, like every time one of her plans fails, just you know, angrier at me. She says it is my entire fault.”
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>…
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“Of course it isn’t my fault!” as you say this you get up from the sofa with a jump. “How was I supposed to know that fucker was following us?”
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>You listen to her very sound theories.
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“Yeah, well, fuck you Blossomforth. You weren’t there.”
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>Oh, right. There was another reason why you called her in the first place.
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“By the way, I need your help.”
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>…
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“Yeah yeah, I’m sorry. You can unfuck yourself. “
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>…
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“Do I really have to say it?”
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>…
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“Fine. Blossomforth is the best and everyone loves her more than they love me. “
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>You hear her giggling for a while.
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“OK, what do you have in mind?”
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>…
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“Blossomforth… that is genius! I’ll go tell her right away! See you later, I love you!”
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>You end the call as you begin to walk to Flitter’s room.
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“Hey sis. You ok?” you ask as you let yourself inside.
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>The room is shrouded in darkness until you reach for the switch and turn on the lights.
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>Flitter’s usually immaculate bedroom was a complete mess.
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>Her bed was smashed on her armoire, clothes scattered and ripped all over, her vanity mirror in pieces with her old fencing gear stuck half-way into the wall.
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>So that’s where it was, it’s been years since you’ve last seen it.
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>And of course, your sister was in there.
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> Sitting in the middle of the room with bleeding knuckles, wearing just an old tank top and her panties.
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>She looks exhausted and defeated.
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>She always liked to be the most mature and composed of the family, but when she got really angry she would become even more destructive than you.
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>Obviously she didn’t like to show that side of her, so she went to great lengths to keep it concealed.
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>Still, accidents happened every now and then, so the only ones to know about this aspect of your sister were your parents, a handful of good friends and you of course.
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“You’ve been venting your frustration again,” you say as you sit next to her “The landlord came to check what the entire racket was about, but he got scared when he heard you smash your bed. So I think we are still allowed to live here.”
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>Flitter doesn’t answer.
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“You really wanted that money, right sis?”
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>”It’s not that.”
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“It isn’t?”
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>”You wouldn’t understand.” She says as she turns her head away from you.
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>You could try asking more, but you know she will only get more defensive, and maybe go back to being aggressive.
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>Still, she was talking to you so that was still something.
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“You don’t have to worry about that sis.”
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>She is still looking away.
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“That guy Spoon said we had a couple of days to find the cat. “
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>”The cat is dead.”
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“But you have time to come up with something!”
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>Flitter turns to look at you. Her eyes, red from her moments of rage, fixed on yours in a scowl.
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“You are the smart one sis! I’m sure that you are the only one who can come up with a plan to get us that money, with or without the cat.”
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>Slowly, You see how her expression softens a little.
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>She always liked to be acknowledged by her smarts.
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>”Fine, I’m sureI’ll come up with something to get us out of the mess you put us into, again.”
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“That’s the spirit!”
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>And now, it’s time you put Blossomforth’s plan into action.
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“By the way… I just talked to Blossomforth on the phone.”
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>Your sister perks up.
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“And she invited us to…”
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>”Cloudchaser, please don’t say what I think you are about to say.” She tries to interrupt with a hint of panic in her voice.
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“Come on sis, you and I need this. I’ll help you clean yourself and get prepared for tonight.”
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>”I-I’m tired, couldn’t we just…”
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“Nope! We are gonna get slutty and…”
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>”Oh god no.”
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“Go clubbing!”
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December 27, 2014 19:00 PM
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Unknown Location.
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>You walk in front of a big screen, a large group of soldiers standing in front of you, all in attention ready to listen to your commands.
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“As of 1500 hours we have lost contact with Agent 22. So it is safe to assume the feline implanted with B-01, which we refer to as Subject 7, has already reached transformation stage 1 and eliminated our agent.”
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>You make a sign to one of your assistants to start rolling the tape.
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>The screen begins to show footage of a white empty room with a blue rabbit connected to nodes inside a glass tank filled with water.
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“Dr. E’s studies on animals as bio-weapons, known as the “Beats” Project, had them placed on water tanks after being implanted with B-01. This halts the subject’s respiration, leaving them in a state of apparent death, a state in which aging is halted.”
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>The water tank begins to be drained slowly. A laser gun and a flamethrower appear on the shot, aiming at the rabbit when it wakes up.
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“Unlike Subject 7, this rabbit had been implanted with B-01 for two days, thus making it stronger. Its body fluids dyed its fur blue, which is a side effect known to happen to every subject. This is known as transformation stage one.”
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>The rabbit begins to jump around the room, but stops when a gate begins to open.
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>From it a large polar bear emerges, who wastes no time in swiping at the rabbit with his claws, ripping it to shreds and launching it towards a wall.
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>The rabbit’s mangled up body slides slowly to the ground leaving a trail of blood.
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“It has been observed that when placed in mortal jeopardy, the subject’s abilities awaken.”
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>The rabbit gets up, its body slowly beginning to regenerate into a bulkier more ferocious form, and growls furiously at the bear.
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>With a mighty leap, the rabbit reaches the ceiling and from there lunges on top of the bear’s head, it gives it a nibble and falls behind him.
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>Before the bear is able to turn around, his head melts.
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>It’s body falls to the ground, a pool of blood forming around its cranium.
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“This state is known as transformation stage 2.”
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>The rabbit sniffs around for a little while, and then begins to attack one of the walls.
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>”It knows where we are!” shouts a scared voice in the footage.
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“At stage two, their senses heightened to unprecedented levels, it even found out where the scientists were looking at him from.”
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>”It made a crack on the wall!”
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>”It can’t be! This is a 48 millimeters thick titanium wall!” screams another voice.
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>”Shoot it with the laser!” bellows the first voice when the wall begins to melt under the rabbit’s paws.
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>Several guns appear and shoot at the rabbit, piercing it all over.
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>But the rabbit keeps getting up.
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>”What are you doing!? Shoot the head! It is useless without the head!”
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>The lasers keep shooting at the rabbit until a lucky shot pierces right in the middle of its head.
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>The rabbit lays limp on the ground, until something begins to poke out from its head.
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>”It’s coming out! Incinerate it now!”
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>The flamethrowers fire at the rabbit burning it to a crisp, but the protuberance had jumped out of the way and stuck itself on a wall.
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>It was a tiny worm, no longer than 10 centimeters long.
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>”It’s on the wall!”
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>The flamethrowers fire at it until nothing is left.
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>And then the footage ends abruptly.
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“That was the man-made parasite B-01. It was modeled after a parasite found in the body of a reanimated body long ago in England. But the one Subject 7 has is different. It is a unique breed exposed to the red stone that came into our possession and Subject 7 is the only one to have survived it for so long. Right now B-01 is still a larva, but when it matures…”
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>You point at your soldiers.
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“Our plan has changed. I want you all to recover Subject 7 by any means necessary. You will search for it and retrieve it. Understood?”
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>”Yes, Sir Judas!” they respond with a salute and immediately begin to march out of the briefing room.
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>These soldiers were your group's latest innovation; they were conditioned to obey every order without question, and to learn their targets weaknesses and act on them.
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>Your group had already begun to create squads to offer as mercenaries, so the profits were skyrocketing.
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>If anybody could retrieve such a monster, it would be them.
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December 27, 2014 21:15 PM
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Cottage near the outskirts of Canterlot.
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>A faint rustling sound wakes up Subject 7.
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>She was in a place she didn’t know.
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>It was dark enough to obscure details, but the moonlight coming from the open windows made it clear she was inside a house.
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>It was littered all over with old furniture, magazines, potted plants, and several photo albums piled up that said “Memories of Goldie Delicious”.
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>Subject 7’s intellect was higher than that of the average animal, so much that semblances of rational thought weren’t unusual.
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>”Where am I?” she wonders to herself.
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>The last thing she could remember was escaping from a predator into a human establishment, and then… it was all blank.
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>Not being able to remember made her feel nervous.
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>As if reacting to her feelings, a meow came from behind her.
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>Subject 7 turns around, only to be met by several pairs of yellow eyes in the darkness.
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>There were cats behind her all along!
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>She quickly puts up her guard, her ears folded back and her back ached to seem bigger, but this is only short lived.
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>In spite of its initial scare, she didn’t feel any ill intent from the other animals.
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>Their looks were tame; some even seemed to be hurt.
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>A gentle meow takes Subject 7’s attention away from the hurt cats, right above her a blue female cat was staring at her.
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>She carries a royal yet approachable air around her, and not only because of its hierarchical placing in the house, but its mere presence made Subject 7 feel as if she should respect her.
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>The blue cat jumps graciously from her spot and lands right next to Subject 7.
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>Many thoughts passed through Subject 7’s mind, “Where am I?”, “Who are you?”, “Did you bring me here?”
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>But she knew that none of those really mattered.
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>She was safe and she should just be grateful for that.
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>The blue cat goes around a pile of photo albums, and then returns pushing a little bowl with old cat food.
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>She offers it to Subject 7, who is skeptical about accepting such an important gift.
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>”This isn’t natural!” she thinks, “In the lab we were bred for combat. We were made to kill each other only to live another day, and if that didn’t kill us then the experiments surely would.”
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>The blue cat points with a paw to the other group of felines.
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>Subject 7 can’t believe her eyes.
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>The older cats were looking after the kittens, which played on top of each other without a care.
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>And those who were hurt weren’t preyed upon by the rest, no. The whole clowder made sure they didn’t lack food or attention.
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>Subject 7 finally lowers her guard.
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>The blue cat insists with a few gentle meows for her to try the food, until she finally complies.
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>Subject 7 tries the food.
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>It wasn’t anything special, it barely had any flavor or nutrients, and still it made her feel so full inside.
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>She couldn’t comprehend the nature of this new feeling, but she knew it wasn’t bad.
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>And for the first time, thanks to a humble act of kindness, she sheds tears.
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>Subject 7 continues to eat, the food now saltier with her tears, while the blue cat purrs next to her, as if it were a mother taking care of its kitten.
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December 27, 2014 00:40 AM
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The Salt Lick, Canterlot
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“I hate you so much.”
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>”And why is that Flitter?” asks Blossomforth next to you as she drinks happily a Manhattan.
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“You know damn well why!”
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>The last few hours you were dragged by Blossomforth and your sister from club to club, and for some reason now they decided to stop at this bar.
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>It had been the most tiresome, sweatiest, loudest and uncomfortable night of your life.
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>”You could try to have a little fun, girl.”
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“I can’t be bothered by fun. Today I…”
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>”Cloudchaser told me everything, girl. So believe me when I say you need to let loose some steam.”
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>You look at her skeptically.
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“Really? Then you are telling me you didn’t have some ulterior motives to convince my sister into going to these loud places?”
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>”I might have wanted a friend to sing at the karaoke, and maybe Redheart was busy, so maybe you girls were my second choice.”
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“I knew it.”
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>”Hey girl, I also need to relax a little. Unlike you two, I have a steady job and, believe it or not, being a yoga instructor is quite tiring.”
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“I do work!... Sometimes.”
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>”Girl, babysitting Thunderlane’s brother isn’t a real job.” She says mocking you.
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>You decide to not answer that and just keep on drinking your beer.
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>Your gloves covering your hurt knuckles make the glass slip ever so slightly.
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>You weren’t much of a drinker, but at this point you’d take anything that helps you get past this faster.
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>”That’s the spirit girl!” cheers Blossomforth “A few more of those and you’ll be acting like your sis over there.”
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>You both look over at Cloudchaser, currently busy stuffing some guy’s mouth with her tongue.
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“I can’t believe I’m related to such a slut.”
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>”Oh don’t be like that girl. She might be a terrible kisser, but you should show her your support.” She says while waving at Cloudchaser. “And I don’t think you are one to judge, today you tried to get a job at a brothel from all places.”
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”Don’t remind me.”
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>”Is that what got you so down girl? That you didn’t get the job?”
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“No, it’s just that… the owner said I wasn’t mature enough.”
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>”And now you think he might be right.”
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>You keep drinking.
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>You look at your sister and try to change the subject.
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“I just don’t know when she became like this.”
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>”…Girl, you really don’t remember?”
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“You do?”
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>”We must have been like nine or ten years old, and everyone at school used to bother good lil’ Cloudchaser for being a little tomboyish. She didn’t take it too well, and sometimes she would even cry thinking she was boyish and ugly and that nobody would like her. But then, one day you came over her and told her ‘Don’t cry sis! I have a plan to make you the prettiest girl ever!’ does that ring a bell girl?”
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>… Shit. You do remember now.
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>You spent that whole night giving your sis a makeover.
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>Truly speaking it was a mess, but you nailed that anime hairdo she always uses.
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>”Ever since, she became more confident about herself and of course, with that confidence came the boys.”
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>It’s true. Her confidence got her through her hard times in elementary school, then her competitive streak in gymnastics during highschool, abandoning her team and highschool just before they went to the finals in order to get a career as a pole dancer, then getting arrested for cutting a dude’s dick in a gloryhole… who just happened to be a cop and then getting free from jail on a technicality…”
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“So you are saying it is my fault she is a slut that makes bad decisions when I’m not around.”
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>”You are missing the point here girl.” She says before drinking some more, “Your sis is as carefree as she is thanks to you, and she loves her sister to death. So when she is fooling around, she does it as a way to thank you for it.”
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>…
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“I’m not sure if that’s supposed to be endearing or disturbing.”
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>”Yeah. It sounded better in my head.”
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“But, I think I kind of get it.” You give another sip. “I like to know she is happy doing what she likes.”
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>That or the alcohol is getting to your head.
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>”Then, don’t you think she would be happy if you do the same? After all, the plan was for you to cheer up.”
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>You choke with some beer.
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“A-are you suggesting…”
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>”Girl, there are plenty of good guys here, why not try some out?”
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“ I don’t think so.”
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>”Girl! I swear, I’ve never seen you have a boyfriend, not even speak with a boy!”
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“I do speak with…”
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>”Rumble doesn’t count.” She says in a deadpan way. “Why did you try to work at a brothel if you can’t even speak to a man?”
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“I-I just get a little nervous around them, but I could do it if I try!”
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>You tend to overthink it when talking to mean.
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>That and because you only care for one thing they have...
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>”Ok girl. Look around. Who do you like?”
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>You scrutinize every male in the bar, until you see a perfect candidate standing by the bar.
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“I think he is the one.”
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>”Really? That guy?”
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“W-well, look at his pants. T-that bulge…”
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>”Oh, you go girl!”
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“He must have a big wallet.” You say while licking your lips.
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>”… I should have seen that one coming.” Blossomforth says deflated, “Well, what are you waiting for? Go!”
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>And with a push, you begin your trek towards the bar.
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>You feel really nervous.
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>You no longer hear the loud patrons, or Blossomforth cheering for your success.
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>You take a look at your sister, still making out with that guy… and some of his friends.
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>She does notice you, however, and after a quick peek at you and your destination she completely understands.
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>You both lock eyes, and she gives you a thumbs up.
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>That’s all you needed to get your confidence back.
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>If she can do it, so can you.
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>You reach the bar and sit next to the big guy, trying your best to look interesting and wait for the right moment to make your move.
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>”So what you are telling me is that you don’t sell salt here.” He asks the bartender.
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>”What gave you that idea?” asks the bartender while cleaning a glass with a worn out cloth.
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>”The sign outside says “The Salt Lick”, so I thought…”
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>”You thought wrong.”
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>”Yeah, but you have to admit it is a misleading name.”
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>So he isn’t the smart type, that’s ok. You are used to dealing with dumb every day… wait, he wanted to buy salt at this hour of the night?
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>”Sir, this is a bar. People come here to drink and sin. Are you going to order something?”
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>The man ponders for a moment.
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>”I probably shouldn’t. I have to work all night and…”
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>”Then, may I suggest buying someone else a drink? Tonight there is a discount if you buy a drink for a lady” says the bartender nodding at you.
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>This is your chance!
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>Thanks bartender!
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“It would be a lovely gesture.” You say to him in your “alluring voice”.
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>”Sure! What would you like?” he asks with a smile.
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“Pink Lady.”
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>That isn’t too girly, right?
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>”One of those please.” He asks the bartender, who delivers it almost immediately.
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>Truly the work of an experienced man.
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>Time to start the conversation.
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“So, what brings a cute little thing like you over here?”
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>Act like if you are interested but in control, that’s got to keep up the mystery.
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>”Little? I think I’m taller than you,” that’s what he picked up first? “Well, besides the salt, I’m trying to get familiar with the zone.”
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“So you are not from around here.”
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>”I just moved in on Christmas Eve. I’m fairly new to everything.”
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“And what brings you to our noisy city? Business or… pleasure?”
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>That’s it, show hints of what you are really after.
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>”Business,” he answers with no doubt “I got an offer to act as a translator for some RichMart operations and it was convenient to be here, so I just took the chance and moved.”
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“RichMart? Why must you be making quite some cash,” you lick your lips “Got anyone to share the spoils?”
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>”No, It’s just me.” He answers, his dumb face showing no signs to be picking on your advances.
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>This is making you lose your patience.
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>Perhaps you should make it a bit clearer for him.
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“Aren’t you lonely then? Don’t you wish for someone to keep you company on these cold nights?”
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>He grasps his chin, as if he were contemplating something very important.
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>”I’ve never thought about it until now… but you may be right miss. I do feel lonely at night.” >Yes! He is finally getting it!
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>“Do you have any idea on how to get that solved?”
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>Now, this part is crucial. Act just a bit uninterested, that way you reel him in further and have him think he is the one that conquered you and not the other way around.
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“Well, perhaps…” you take your drink and look away from him, making sure he gets a good look at your posterior “You could figure it out yourself.”
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>”Ok, sorry I asked.” He prepares to leave, “Thanks for your time, I won’t bother you anymore.”
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>Son of a bitch.
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“Oh my god, are you really that dense?!” you scream out loud.
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>”Is something wrong?”
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“You are what’s wrong! Can’t you tell when someone is hitting on you?”
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>”You were hitting on me? I thought I was making you uncomfortable.”
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“It’s called playing hard to get you imbecile! Girls do it to see if you have the balls to stay and make a move on them!”
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>”Wow, Girls really do that?” he asks the bartender who chooses to not answer him “I should remember that.”
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>Geez, what an idiot.
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>”…Is it too late to start over?”
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“Go fuck yourself.”
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>”I’ll take that as a no. Well pleased to meet you.” And so he leaves the bar.
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>You look over at your sister and your friend.
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>They are both laughing their asses off.
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>Fucking bitches.
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“Bartender!” you bark at him “Vodka, now!”
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>He begins to pour you a shot, but you take the bottle away from him and drink straight from it.
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>Fuck everything.
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Several drunken minutes later…
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“I don’t need no loser to tell me I’m pretty, I can work at any brothel I want!”
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>You are rambling on to the… where did the bartender go?
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>Fuck him.
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>Wait… who’s gonna give you more booze?
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>Shit, this is bad.
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>You need to find another bartender right now.
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>You call out your [Material Girl] and… huh?
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>It is already showing something…
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>And just like that, something clicks inside your head and you sober up immediately.
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>You get up and rush to find your sister.
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>Luckily, you spot her leaving the men bathroom.
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>”Bye boys…” she waves back to someone in the bathroom while putting her bra into place.
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“Cloudchaser! We need to go!”
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>”Why? Did you get lucky with someone? ‘Cause I just…”
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>You don’t let her finish, as you shove your stand to her face.
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“See here?” you point at a single red dot near the outskirts of Canterlot. “I’ve already met it in person once, so I can track it everywhere perfectly!”
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>You sister slowly begins to understand.
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>”That means that,”
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“The cat is still alive!”
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December 27, 2014 01:50 AM
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Goldie Delicious’ Cottage, Canterlot.
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>Subject 7 is behind the cottage, mulling over her new feelings.
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>Being welcomed into a group was completely new and overwhelming.
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>She needed some time to herself, even if it meant lying around the trash in the back of the cottage.
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>”Is this really okay for me to receive such kindness?” she ponders while thinking of the blue cat who had received her.
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>Subject 7 was a good judge of character.
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>She knew that the other cat was the kind to give someone else her food even if that meant she would starve herself to death.
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>Like a mother taking care of her kittens, or so she guessed.
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>Subject 7 had no recollection of ever meeting her biological parents.
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>She had met other cats before in the facility, but each encounter meant that only one of them would come out alive.
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>”I may as well have killed them without knowing. “She reasons coldly.
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>But still, becoming part of the clowder, to be given such opportunity…
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>Subject 7 gets up from her spot and begins to head back inside, when suddenly she spots the figure of another cat.
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>At first she thought it was the blue cat that was coming to look for her, but that theory was quickly discarded.
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>She hadn’t heard anyone coming.
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>She wasn’t looking at another cat, but at herself in the remains of a broken mirror.
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>”I-is that… me?” she thinks while inspecting her reflection.
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>She was just becoming aware of the changes in her body, mainly having a blue fur and being slightly fluffier.
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>And then everything came back to her.
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>The chase down the forest.
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>Hiding in the gas station.
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>Being shot and then stabbed.
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>And then…
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>Subject 7 shivers in fear.
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>”What have I become?” she thinks while remembering how her muscles pushed the knife outward.
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>”That surge of power over my body…” she remembers her wounds healing, and her new fur growing.
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>”And all that… rage!” she could see how she bit through her enemy’s face.
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>Subject 7 shakes her head.
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>While in trance she had started to melt the mirror into nothing.
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>”I can’t be a part of the clowder,” she thinks “I’m no longer one of them; I’m a beast, a monster!”
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>Subject 7 begins to leave, but something stops her.
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>A familiar feeling began to permeate her surroundings.
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>”This dread I’m feeling… it is just like in the lab!”
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>A loud crash sounds inside the cottage, and then gunshots!
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>Without thinking, Subject 7 breaks her way inside.
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>She arrives at a nightmarish scene.
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>Every cat lay dead in a pool of their own blood, and a group of armed soldiers had her beloved blue cat cornered while trying to protect a little kitten.
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>”We’ve found Subject 7, proceeding to capture.” Says one of the soldiers through a radio.
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>They take aim, but the real Subject 7 dashes and jumps right between their guns.
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>Her torso, head and jaw receive the full impact of each bullet.
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>As if she were falling in slow motion, she manages to hiss at the other cats, as if saying “Get away!”
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>Luckily, the cat gets her message and swiftly bites the kitten by the neck and jumps out of the cottage through a window.
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>”We’ve encountered a second possible subject,” says one of the soldiers through his radio, “proceeding to chase the first one, you three keep suppressing this one.”
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>The soldiers nod and keep on shooting at Subject 7’s body while the other group goes to the back.
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>Once outside, they spread out trying to look for the cat.
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>”Requesting back up for the forest at zone B-13, send…”
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>His request is interrupted when the body of a soldier collides with the ground right in front of him, his neck broken and his eyes gouged out from the impact.
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>The group of soldiers turns around, readying their weapons but see no attacker.
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>”Up there!” screams one of them, pointing at a blue ball illuminated by the moonlight that had jumped from the roof of the cottage.
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>”Send reinforces now! It is on stage…” With an incredible lunge, Subject 7 rips the head of the soldier before he could manage to finish asking for backup.
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>When an animal faces danger or is in pain, adrenaline is secreted from the adrenal glands, preparing the body for a quick and powerful response.
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>B-01, the Judas group’s ultimate biological weapon, monitors the amount of adrenaline secreted.
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>In order to protect its “host”, Subject 7, the parasitic worm transforms her, hardening her body into an invincible blue shell, leaving her eye sockets semi-hollow with a yellow light inside and cracks in the shell around them.
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>When Subject 7 was shot inside the cottage, B-01 released a powerful anesthetic into her body.
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>By the time she hit the ground, the worm had completely anesthetized her, taking control of her body away from her.
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>Finally, the liquid secreted from the parasite entered her blood vessels and began changing the cellular tissues.
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>Hardening her skin and fur into a unique form of protection, and charging her muscles, bones and tendons with power!
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>This!
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>This is…
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>The Cat Armored Phenomenon!
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>Her embrace is death!
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>The slightest contact, decay!
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>With no effort she bit two of the soldiers on their jugulars, thus melting their necks, and with a single tackle sent the third one through the cottage before jumping to the roof.
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>”It’s in stage 2! Change weapons!”
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>A couple soldiers dropped their guns and pulled out the flamethrowers on their backs.
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>They surround her in a circle formation.
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>To B-01, sight, sound and hearing are meaningless.
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>Instead, a cleft in the host’s head that exposes a red stone allows B-01 to “touch“the world around it.
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>B-01 can perceive through this unique extrasensory organ the “smell” of murder these men emit.
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>”This despicable odor, I’ll eliminate it!” Thinks B-01.
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>One of the soldiers fires a stream of flames at her, but she charges through them!
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>Passing the fire coming from the igniter, B-01 bites the safety catch and bends it towards the soldier who burst into flames.
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>The rest of the soldiers fire their weapons disregarding the health of their companion.
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>B-01 wastes no time and jumps between them, feeling an even stronger aversion towards them.
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>”Barooooooo”
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>The claws on her paws become hard and sharp!
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>With a jump and a turn mid-air, two soldiers fall dead to the ground, their heads severed from the mouth up.
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>The rest continue to fire, but each bullet is cut in half, and soon after so are their bodies.
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>Such is the power of B-01’s hardened sabers!
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>Ten professional soldiers couldn’t last five minutes against B-01, but the battle was far from over.
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>A whirring sound comes from behind her!
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>Thanks to her extrasensory perception she dodges a stream of bullets in the nick of time.
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>There were two Apache Helicopters firing their mini guns at her.
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>The stream of bullets is so fast that Subject 7 has no moment to stop moving, but this is no threat for B-01.
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>B-01 hardens its host fur into shooting darts and fires them mid-movement to the helicopters.
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>When they hit, no apparent damage is made, but a change in the hair’s chemical composition makes them combust when it contacts a different source of heat.
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>Both helicopters burst into flames and crash with each other in a big explosion.
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>A radio in one of the soldier’s corpses begins to transmit.
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>”We’ve captured Subject 7, returning to base.”
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>B-01 stands still beneath the falling debris and fire, sensing for her fellow cat.
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>In a matter of seconds she detects her and rushes through the forest towards her.
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>What she finds on the other side, however, isn’t what she expected.
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>There lies the lifeless corpse of the kitten that her friend so desperately tried to save.
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>If B-01 could, it would undoubtedly be crying right now.
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>Instead, she sheds no tears.
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>She is enraged by the tragic emptiness left by the exit of all the defenseless living creatures in the cottage.
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>The rage and the feeling of loss make her eyes return to normal.
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>Subject 7’s dormant consciousness and B-01’s instinct reach unanimity!
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>”I will eliminate this “smell” for good!” she thinks, and then rushes feeling her instinct.
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>You are Flitter, and your jaw is touching the ground.
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>You have never felt more grateful for being cautious in your life for deciding to check your surroundings on a hill, but that still brings the question…
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“S-sis… did you just see the same thing I just saw?” you ask her while lowering your binoculars.
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>Cloudchaser drops the pair Blossomforth had lended to her and turns to you, her face pale as a ghost.
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>”I think I peed a little.”
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>…
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“What the hell just happened!?”
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>”I don’t fucking know! That thing was no cat sis! It was a fucking monster!”
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“Yeah, I know! It made those helicopters explode!”
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>…
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>”Why the fuck where there helicopters in there?!”
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“M-maybe some other group wants the cat? Like the guy who was chasing it today?”
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>”Shit. I don’t feel like going after that thing anymore.”
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>Neither do you honestly, but…
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“We can’t bail right now. Not after getting so close to it.”
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>”Are you serious!? Were you not paying attention?”
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“We can’t give up on this opportunity, after witnessing all of this they’ll have to pay us way more than just some measly fifty thousands.”
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>”A guy just got turned into a puddle of goo! Guys aren’t supposed to do that!”
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>You feel sick just from remembering that, but you hold your stomach and carry on.
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>You call out your [Material Girl].
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>It still points at the monster’s, you mean, Princess Blue’s location.
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“We still have a chance sis,”
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>You get closer to her and grab her by the shoulders.
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“I know this day has been a total shit, and that we are going after some monster cat while wearing tube tops and high heels, but I’m going after it anyways.”
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>Your sister takes a quick glance at your attires, she probably wasn’t even feeling the cold until you mentioned it.
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“What I want to know is… are you really leaving me alone to do this?”
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>Cloudchaser swallows hard.
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>”Fuck me sideways sis. You know I can’t say no to you.”
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“That’s what I want to hear. Now let’s go.”
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>You begin to go down the hill, doing your best effort to not trip, with a wicked grin in your face, your sister following you not too far behind.
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>…
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>You lick your lips, perhaps some of the uniforms in those soldiers are still salvageable.
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>You are Judas VIII, the current head of the Judas Laboratory, and right now you are sitting in your main lab, looking at the poor excuse of scientists that work for you.
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“Can any of you explain to me what this is?”
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>You point at the blue cat currently inside a Plexiglas like container in your desk.
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>Your scientists are too scared to talk back.
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“Are you perhaps telling me that none of our highly trained and altered soldiers know the difference between a bio-weapon and a cat?”
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>”S-sir, we lost contact with a whole squad, so there was a high probability of this being…”
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>You shoot him in the head to cease his talking.
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>These fools don’t get when you are being rhetorical with them.
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“Get him out of my sight, “you order to a guard “and find out if he had any relatives and issue an order to dispose of them.”
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>That always puts you in a good mood.
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>But still, you are still with no bio-weapon.
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“I want the soldiers to search out again on the double, I won’t be at ease, and neither will any of you, until I find my bio-weapon.”
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>”We found it!”
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>Wow, really? That was fast.
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>Your subordinate turns on the main screen, showing you a blue figure entering the compound from the front gate.
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“So it achieved stage 2… I want the whole facility on alert!”
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>The scientists begin to man their posts and alarms begin to go off.
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>The blue cat meows repeatedly on the screen.
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>How annoying.
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“Now that it’s here we have no need for this little pest.” You say and push the container with the cat off your table.
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>”Barooooo!” screams B-01 on the screen.
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>Did he just?
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>You stomp on the container earning some hisses from the cat.
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>B-01 screams with even more fury.
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“Is he reacting to your pain? That’s preposterous.”
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>You grab the container and place it back on your desk.
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>Perhaps this cat could be of some use.
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“Fire the explosive rounds.”
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>With a series of clacks from their keyboards, the turrets placed outside fire at B-01.
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>Those bullets are made with an explosive planted at the tip.
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>In practice it is strong enough to make a plane explode, in theory it should be powerful enough to kill the parasite on a clean hit.
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>Let’s see how it handles this.
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>The cat next to you hisses again and B-01 reacts.
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>”Barooooo!”
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>From the tip of its whiskers surges lightning!
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>The current so strong that the bullets stop in midair.
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>With a flick from its head, the bullets go flying towards the main entrance, followed by a big explosion.
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”This new phenomenon wasn’t in our data!”
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>The muscles and nerves of a living being make a weak form of electricity.
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>But what if, like batteries in a series, the muscle cells were linked one by one?
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>In theory, a single cell could wield the power of thousands, even millions of cells!
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>Just like an electric eel generates current, so does B-01’s muscles!
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”In just one day it has evolved far more than any other specimen, and that’s all thanks to you!” you say to the trapped cat.
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“Who would have guessed, that by sensing your pain and fear it could follow you here. It must really care for you, but that shouldn’t be possible for a parasite, right?”
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>You manically begin to shake the container.
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“So that means that our precious Subject 7 is the one with a controlling mind! It managed to change the parasitic relationship into one of symbiosis!”
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>”Breach in security!”
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>”We’ve lost contact with the main gate!”
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>”It has gone inside!”
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>The screen is now showing different corridors, each armed with soldiers and heavy mechanized weapons.
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>They attack it with everything they got.
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>Bullets, grenades, missiles but they all fall short to its field of electricity.
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> B-01 slashes, melts, burns and now electrocutes its way through the hordes of soldiers.
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>Not even your laser beams can stop it.
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“Lock that corridor and flood it with acid.”
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>”But sir, there are still soldiers in there!”
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“So? Obey my commands!”
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>You see how the acid pours into the sealed corridor.
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>Your soldiers scream in agony as the liquid rises from the ground, melting their legs in seconds.
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>You see them fall, their skin and bones disintegrating with a twisted expression of pain.
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>But it means nothing.
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>The soldiers, the machines, they are all replaceable.
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>But not Subject 7.
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>Even submerged in acid it continues to advance, its shell taking damage but regenerating faster than the damage it takes!
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>In a few minutes, it manages to break the wall sealing the corridor.
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>”It has destroyed every defense in floor three!
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>”Floor four!”
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>”Floor Five!”
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>Your enthusiasm increases with each status update.
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“I want it here so much… my invincible bio-weapon!”
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>”It’s at the main passage of floor seven!”
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>You hear a loud banging coming from the door behind you.
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>”Its here! The steel door can’t stop it; it will give in less than two minutes!”
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>Come on…
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>Cracks appear on the steel door.
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>Come on…
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>The cracks get bigger!
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>Come on!
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>The door is busted open, and in comes B-01.
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>”Barooo!”
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>Your subordinates panic, but you don’t mind.
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>You get up from your chair with the container in your hands.
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“Subject 7, or should I say B-01? I guess that makes no difference right now.”
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>You keep walking towards it.
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“You really are a sight for sore eyes… such power, such speed, such beauty… it makes me so proud to see how strong you’ve become.”
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>”Barooo!”
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“Are you impatient perhaps? Worried about your little friend?” you say while shielding yourself behind your furry hostage.
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>B-01 hisses at you.
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“You don’t have to worry, I won’t hurt her. In fact, I’ve decided to keep her as a pet.”
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>B-01’s fur begins to harden.
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“So that’s how you want it to be? Fine by me, let’s see how you can handle this.”
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>B-01 stops in its tracks, turns its head to the right and goes flying to a wall.
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>It tries to incorporate, but it is sent flying by a strong force towards the ceiling.
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>B-01 falls, but does a spin mid air and swiftly dodges a quick gust of wind that passes barely above its head.
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“So it only took two attacks until you managed to detect it completely.”
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>You smile, knowing that your creation has achieved another impossible feat.
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“That red stone sure is something to fear. You can even detect my stand!”
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>Metal from the computers, floor, door and the ceiling begin to converge right in front of B-01 until taking the form of a giant robotic eagle.
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>Made of the hardest metals, with circuits gleaming at high velocity.
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>A worthy symbol of your evil lineage.
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“Let’s see how you can fare against [The Hellion].”
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>Your stand makes an ear shattering screech and jets towards B-01.
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>It tries to dodge it, but with a sudden boost from its thrusters it manages to hit it.
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>B-01 is sent flying across the room, it tries to spin and jump back in a wall, but your stand opens fire on it, with Gatling guns and missiles.
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>The whole side of the room is covered in smoke and fire.
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“How do you fancy your fist stand battle?” you ask, knowing that wasn’t enough to beat it.
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>Your stand begins to rev up the Gatling guns, and when B-01 emerges from the smoke, it fires again.
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>This time B-01 counters with his shooting darts, each colliding and burning the bullets you fire.
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>B-01 keeps closing the distance to your stand, until it finally stops shooting and finally lunges at its weapons, slicing them and your stand’s wings with its hardened sabers.
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>Your mighty eagle collapses on the ground.
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>”It beat the boss’s stand!” screams one of your subordinates.
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“Bravo! Bravo! I knew you could beat it in that setting, why have you faced those weapons while getting here.”
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>B-01 answers to you by shooting its darts to your face.
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>A wall of steel emerges from below you, blocking you from the incoming attack.
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>But one of the darts does strike your face, engulfing it in flames.
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>”It got the boss!”
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“As expected, you won’t waste an opportunity to annihilate me.” You say while your skin falls from your face, revealing a metallic exoskeleton.
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>B-01 ceases firing it darts, contemplating your true form.
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“Surprised? The Nazis were the first to experiment in the field of robotics, but us at Judas have mastered the craft and are now years ahead of modern science. Cyborgs are but mere child’s play compared to our other researches.”
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>Your stand lifts up, completely repaired.
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“Let’s see… this new weapon I’ve equipped is our only prototype, but I’m sure it will be the one able to beat you.”
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>[The Hellion] opens its mouth revealing a green metallic orb.
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>”No way! He can’t be planning to use the [Electric Eye] here!”
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>”That thing was supposed to clean a whole country of it’s people, please stop!” screams your workers in horror.
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“Pests like you should shut up while I’m busy!”
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>Your stand turns towards the cowering scientists and fires a green beam from its mouth.
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>The scientists scream in pain as their bodies, and even the wall behind them dissolves.
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“This is our latest invention; the [Electric Eye] can negate an object’s electric field and destroy every single atom composing it.”
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>[The Hellion] takes aim and fires the green beam at B-01.
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>It manages to dodge it, but with a simple adjustment in its calibration, the next shot is able to pierce its shell right in the middle.
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>B-01 remains in the floor, blood pouring from both sides of the hole in its abdomen.
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“Awww, too bad. Seems like I’ll have to kill you and start all over.”
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>B-01 begins to emit electricity around itself.
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“You think that will save you? [The Hellion] put an end to its suffering!”
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>You stand begins to charge it’s attack, but stops.
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>You fall to the ground, and so does your stand.
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“What the…?”
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>And then you realize, B-01 had focused its electricity on the ground below your feet, dissolving it to dust.
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“It can’t be! You learned to use your electricity to cancel electric fields too!?”
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>”Barooo!” responds B-01, firing a concentrated lightning at your stand.
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>[The Hellion] fires back with [Electric Eye], both beams clashing with each other and struggling to reach one of their sources.
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>You just need to concentrate, calibrate the beam into a more concentrated one and then you’ll be able to…
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>”Barooo!”
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>B-01’s hardened sabers come flying towards you, you try in vain to block the attack with a wall of iron, but they easily pierce through it and your extended hand, until finally lodging themselves in your head.
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>B-01’s lightning overpowers [Electric Eye] and crashes with it, reducing it to dust followed by a huge explosion.
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>The blast pushes B-01 through a hole in the floor made during the battle.
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>…
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“That bastard… it almost got me.”
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>You remove the steel shield you made at the last second to protect you from the explosion.
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>Your stand is reduced to scraps, but it can still be of use.
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>You gather the metals and use them to reconstruct your hand and your feet.
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“It must be agonizing after receiving a blast from [Electric Eye] and that explosion,” you reason out loud while looking at the damaged room and taking in your hands the container with the blue cat, who had fainted during the battle “But still, I can just retrieve the red stone and start anew with you my little friend ha ha ha!”
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>Suddenly, you hear something fall behind you.
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>You turn around and find two girls dressed in your soldier’s uniforms sprawled one over the other.
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>You are Cloudchaser, and your sister’s big butt just smashed your face.
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“Fuck me raw sis, why did we have to go through the fucking vents?”
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>”Didn’t you hear all those alarms? Only an idiot would enter by the front gate!” she says while stepping all over your body trying to get up.
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“Fine! Where is the cat?”
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>Your sister takes a look at her stand.
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>”It should be right… there.” She says weakly with her index finger pointing behind you.
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>Wait, is she trembling?
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>You turn around and you do see the blue cat, already trapped in a glass cage of sorts.
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>That’s great! Someone has already dealt with it!
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>… wait.
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>You are missing something here.
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>There is someone, no, something standing by the cage.
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>It’s a…
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“Oh shit, its fucking terminator!”
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>”This can’t be real! First a cat monster and now a robot!”
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>”You two aren’t Judas Soldiers,” speaks suddenly the robot man, “are you after this specimen?” he asks pointing at Princess Blue.
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>”Y-yes, we came to retrieve it.”
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>”I see… then you shall die.”
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“I don’t like how that sounds sis.”
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>”Me neither.”
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>With a menacing rumble, a giant made out of scrap metals comes to life right in front of you!
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>It makes a big swing to smash both of you in a single punch.
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>”Sis do something now!”
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“Ahhhhh [Scissor Sister]!”
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>In your panic you call out your stand to perform a blindingly fast series of kicks on the giant, slicing it to pieces.
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>”You are a stand user!” screams the robot shocked.
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>”Heh heh heh.”
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>You turn to see your sister laugh.
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>”You had me scared for a second, but this… this just makes everything way more easier!”
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“What are you talking about?”
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>”Don’t be fooled by his appearance, it is just a stand user.” She says while licking her lips.
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>That alone fills you with confidence.
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“Really? Then prepare to get royally fucked tin man!” you say while flipping him the finger.
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>”You are going to die!” screams the robot, the floor rumbles again but this time three armored shining robots emerge and come charging in a battle formation.
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“Get ready to be… Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!”
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>Coinciding with each of your screams, your stand slices and pierces the robots repeatedly.
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>Easy peasy.
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>”Jump!” shouts your sister and without even thinking why you obey.
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>The floor below you morphs momentarily into a spinning shredder.
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>”Attacks at your left and right at the same time!”
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>Again, your body moves right when she finishes her command.
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>You do a split mid air, your stand mimicking your movements, impaling two robots that came flying towards you.
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>”There’s more around you!”
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>You make use of your years of acrobatic training and rotate your torso.
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>While doing so, your stand begins to spin with its blade legs wide open, effectively cutting every enemy that came to attack you.
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>With one last flip you land perfectly on the floor.
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>Ten out of ten points.
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>The robot looks shocked.
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>”How can it be? You knew exactly where to attack!”
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“What can I say tin man, I’m really good at being with my legs open.”
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>”Don’t mess with me!”
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>”You see Mr. Roboto, while my sister here can cut anything she wants with her stand, my [Material Girl] can locate anything I want, that being your robots, your weak points or even your stand abilities, “says your sister while looking at her stand, “[The Hellion] seems like a strong stand what with that “A” in “Destructive Power”, but you don’t have enough resources at the moment to make full use of its Metal manipulation. Face it, you can’t beat us.”
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>”No, the great Judas won’t fall to such low-life bitches!”
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>He makes two big balls of iron and sends them flying towards you.
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“Get fucked!”
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>You are about to make your move, but then your sister alerts you.
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>”Get away from them!”
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>The balls explode into a torrent of shrapnel.
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>You call your stand in front of you and have it kick each and every one of them faster than you ever have.
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>When the attack stops you are unscathed.
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“Steel wants to fight? Iron think so! Ha Ha, did you hear what I just said to that bitch ass robot sis?... Sis?”
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>You turn around and see your sister on her knees, her hair loose and her favorite ribbon on the ground, her hands pierced by pieces of shrapnel.
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“Flitter!” you begin to run towards her.
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>”Don’t get closer!”
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“But you are hurt!”
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>”You idiot! He wants to finish us together, forget about me and attack that blade stuck in its head!”
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“B-but…”
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>”Just do it!”
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>The robot launches the explosive balls one more time.
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>You are Flitter.
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>Your hands are burning in pain.
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>Who knew getting your hands pierced would burn so much?
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>Perhaps it was the rust of the metal, or all the blood pouring out.
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>Anyways, you are about to feel it all over your body.
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>The robot man just launched two more explosive metal balls towards you.
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>You know he is eating away his metal resources, so he must be trying to kill you and your sister in one shot.
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>They might do the trick; they are even bigger than the other two.
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>But you know your sister can get to him and finish the fight on time.
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>Now you should just try your best to not die.
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>The balls come closer.
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>You close your eyes in fear and hold your breath.
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>You hear them go off, and then all the pieces of scrap metal slicing through the air.
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>But they never come.
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>After a few seconds you feel a warm liquid fall over you, and then something heavy.
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>You open your eyes.
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“Sis!”
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>Cloudchaser is on top of you; her back pierced by dozens of shrapnel pieces.
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>Just behind her, her stand was fading away, a bunch of metal parts around her.
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>She tried to protect you and couldn’t parry all the attacks!
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“Why? I ordered you to forget about me…”
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>Cloudchaer looks at you, struggling to keep her eyes open.
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>”Sorry sis,” she says weakly.
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>She grasps your hands and places your ribbon on them.
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>” But that’s the one thing I’ll never do.” She manages to say before closing her eyes.
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>The robot starts to fume.
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>”That persistent bitch! Only a fool would try to stop my attacks!”
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“SHUT UP!”
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>You clench your hands in anger; your grip is strong enough that you can feel your nails drawing blood.
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“You don’t know shit about my sister! So don’t you fucking dare say anything bad about her!”
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>Your sister’s stand fades away.
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“She may be dumb and crass and is always depending on me telling her what to do,”
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>In your hands you feel the love of your sister manifest.
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“But she also looks after me when I’m not well, and is willing o give me anything to make me feel better.”
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>You hold it firmly and tie it to your hands with your ribbon.
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“Even her stand.”
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>You get up and point at the robot with a giant pair of scissors bathed in your sister’s light magenta glow.
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>”That’s impossible! Stand users can only have one stand!”
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>You charge at him.
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>He begins to form metal soldiers, but you don’t stop.
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>You attack, lunge and disengage from each one, your experience as a Sabreuse coming back to you.
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>”What’s happening!? I can’t reconstruct them!”
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>You don’t care to analyze or find out what trouble he is having, the urge to destroy him clouds everything else.
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>You get right up to him.
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>He gathers metal from the ground and merges it in his arms forming two long blades.
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>He swings at you, but you parry the attack with one upward swing, leaving him wide open.
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>You put all your strength in riposting him, the handle of the scissors digging into your mangled hands.
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>His abdomen is pierced, his robotic mouth gives a screeching scream of pain and begins to choke on some blood, but that is not enough.
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>You twist the handle and open the scissors inside him, cutting him in half.
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>His upper and lower sections fall on the floor.
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>He isn’t screaming anymore.
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>You release your grip from the scissors and they fall from your hands, disappearing the moment they touch the ground.
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>You begin to feel dizzy.
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>Your vision is getting blurry.
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>But you fight your exhaustion by holding on the pain in your hands.
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>This isn’t over yet.
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>You pick up the container with the cat and then walk back to your sister.
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>She is still breathing, but barely.
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>She needs medical attention quickly or she will die.
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>You put your sister’s arm around your shoulders and do your best in carrying her with just one arm.
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>You begin to walk through the destroyed remains of the laboratory.
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“It’s going to be a rough journey home.”
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>An hour passes.
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>Judas upper body begins to move.
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>His eyes lit up with a glowing red light.
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>”Those bitches! This isn’t the last they heard of the great Judas!”
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>He looks at the damage in his body, necrosis beginning to appear in his last organic remains.
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>”I just need to gather more metal and make a new body, then I’ll…”
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>But no matter how much he tries to focus, his stand power doesn’t respond.
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>”This can’t be happening! I can’t perish here, not me not the great…”
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>”Barooo!”
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>Upon hearing that noise, Judas' last remaining blood runs cold.
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>He turns his head and stares horrified at Subject 7.
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>Her body bleeding and barely standing straight, but its eyes fiercer and determined than ever, and in its mouth…
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>”That was in the corridor… a laser cannon!”
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>Subject 7 is biting at the cables of a giant laser cannon that it dragged all the way back.
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>Lightning begins to surround her, and the weapon begins to charge up.
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>”No, you can’t do this to me! I’m your creator!”
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>”Barooooooooo!”
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>The cannon fires a concentrated beam of energy directly at Judas!
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>With the high voltage granted by B-01 the beams become bigger, erasing Judas remaining parts and soon after it begins to destroy everything in the room.
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>”This “Smell” is everywhere around me! I’ll eliminate it all!” thinks Subject 7 giving more power to the cannon and swinging the beam all around her.
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>After a few seconds, the cannon overheats and explodes, bringing down the whole compound with it.
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>The explosion was the worst in recent memory, but received little news coverage.
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>”Six dead” was the official pronouncement.
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>The cause? “Mishandling of explosive chemicals by a pharmaceutical company.”
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>The Judas Group was never mentioned.
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>And within a few months the incident was forgotten.
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December 28, 2014 14:30 PM
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Spoon State Office, Canterlot
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>”I have to admit, I didn’t expect you to find her so soon.”
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“Well, my sister did say we would find her in no time.”
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>”I remember. Where is she by the way?”
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“She… had a medical appointment, so she couldn’t make it here.”
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>You had Cloudchaser hospitalized that morning.
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>Although she was in intensive care, the doctors assured you that, thanks to you bringing her there in time, she was no longer in danger and would be out in a few months.
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>Your hand injuries were also taken care of.
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>You do need some time in rehabilitation, but you managed to convince your friend Redheart to let you out to finish this business.
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>So you came straight from the hospital, with your bandages hidden by gloves, and with Princess Blue in her new container.
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>The moment you announced that you had her, a group of veterinarians came to see her right away.
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>As for yourself, you went to Mr. Spoon’s office to have him complete his part of the deal.
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>”I am a man of my word; here are fifty thousand dollars in cash.”
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>He gives you a single wad of bills.
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>How funny, you almost expected it to be in a briefcase like in the movies.
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>You count the bills one by one, when suddenly one of the veterinarians comes into the office and whispers something very quickly to Mr. Spoon.
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>”I see…” he says with forlorn eyes before dismissing him.
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>He looks back to you.
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>”Did you notice any… abnormalities in Princess Blue when you found her?”
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>You think of the rampaging blue monster, and the destroyed laboratory.
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”Not really, although she did seem very tired.” You lie.
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>You don’t know what went on with those soldiers, but you don’t want to be part of it.
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>You barely escaped alive, and just got paid.
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>That was enough for you.
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>”I understand.”
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“Is something the matter?”
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>”They’ve just informed me that Princess Blue has passed away.”
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>What?
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“How did that happen?”
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>”This wasn’t the first time she escaped from our mansion. She used to disappear into the city a couple of times, but she always came back. But this time, when she decided to stay away, it was for a good reason. She became pregnant without us knowing. We always tried to give her any commodities she may need, but at heart she always was meant to be free. And now, she died while giving birth to three little blue kittens.”
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“I’m sorry to hear that.”
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>”You don’t have to. All of this was our fault in the first place. If we had treated her as a pet since the beginning, instead of a… commercial element, then this wouldn’t have happened.” He smiles a little “Besides, I know my daughter will get sad about the loss of Princess, but those kittens will surely cheer her up.”
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>What a weird feeling…
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>You feel safe knowing that that monster is dead, but still… you can’t help to feel a bit sad after all you’ve been through to find her.
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“It was a pleasure doing business with you Mr. Spoon.”
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>You turn to leave, but he stops you.
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>”Wait, I want to say I misjudged you the other day. You are a mature lady.”
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>…
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>Somehow, hearing that makes you feel better than getting paid.
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>”Allow me to give you advice, from a businessman to another. You should invest that money not only in your forte, but also with someone you can trust. “
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>You smile.
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“I’ll keep it in mind.”
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>”Before you leave, after everything you did for us, would you like to take one of the kittens with you?”
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>You shudder at the thought.
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“Sorry, but I already have a huge bitch to look after.”
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>Subject 7 limps pitifully through the bushes of Canterlot Park.
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>When the Cannon exploded she received a great deal of damage, but still had enough strength to use her power to dig her way through one kilometer of solid rock and escape the explosion.
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>Her organism isn’t regenerating at full force.
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>”That is fine. I just need to find her.” She thinks.
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>Since escaping the Judas Laboratory, she’s been following the scent of her beloved blue cat.
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>”She is fine. There was no animosity towards her from the ones that took her from the lab.”
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>Slowly, her strength is fading away.
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>”It is fine. I just need to know.”
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>And now, the scent of the blue cat has vanished.
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>”…”
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>Subject 7 stops walking.
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>Her transformation slowly reverts to stage 1.
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>She lays her body low; her front paws cross one over the other and her head slowly descends between them.
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>She doesn’t feel anger, or anxiety.
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>She just feels hollow.
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>As if the most important thing in the world had been taken away from her.
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>Her vision begins to become foggy.
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>Everything gets colder.
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>”I just wanted to see her one last time.”
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>She closes her eyes…
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>…
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>…
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>She faintly hears something getting closer.
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>”This feeling!”
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>With an otherworldly effort, Subject 7 opens her eyes.
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>Right in front of her was her beloved blue cat.
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>Subject 7 felt the usual warmth she felt when she saw her.
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>Slowly, the rest of the cats from the cottage begin to appear around her.
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>Subject 7 purrs softly.
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>The kindness embracing her made her feel safe and happy.
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>She wasn’t alone anymore.
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>And that was fine for her.
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Three months later.
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>You are Cloudchaser, and being in the hospital for so long was the worst.
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>You had to get your bandages changed every few hours, had to drink a shit ton of painkillers.
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>And it was so fucking boooooring!
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>Shit, your ass gets numb just remembering all the time you spent doing nothing.
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>”Keep moving sis, we are almost there.”
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“Come on sis! I just got out of the hospital!”
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>Flitter is leading you somewhere by the hand.
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>You’ve never seen her this excited in years, so you don’t talk back to her all that much.
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>After a few more blocks she finally stops.
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>”Here we are! What do you think?” she asks with her hands on her hips and her nose up high.
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“Uhhhh… I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be looking at.”
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>”Come on, isn’t it obvious?” she says, now pointing at some deserted store.
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“We are gonna buy something?”
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>”We already have! I bought this place with the money from Mr. Spoon!”
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“That’s cool sis, but what for?”
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>”Why, to use it for our new business, “Storm Sisters Return Services”” she says while waving her hand slowly in the air as if picturing a sign on the store.
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>”We are going to look for things people lose, return those things and profit from it.”
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“Sis… that is genius! We are gonna get fucking rich!”
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>”And the best part is that we can also use the floor above to live in.”
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“Uhhh, what about the apartment?”
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>”The landlord kicked us out after the last time I went berserk there,” she doesn’t seem to like remembering that “but that’s solved already, so don’t worry about it.”
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“Sis, this is so great, there is only one way to celebrate it.”
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>”Don’t you dare say…”
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“Let’s go clubbing!”
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>”You just got out of the hospital, you can’t go whoring around right now!”
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“But all the guys must be missing me!”
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>”You’ll get no guy with all those scars on your back!”
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“Oh, I’ll be lying on my back the whole time!”
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>You keep on bickering with your sister, both of you knowing that whatever comes at you, you’ll face it together.
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BONUS TRACK
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June 12, 2016 12:15 PM
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Casa de Stardust, Canterlot
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>You are Sonic Youth, and right now you are terrified.
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>You’ve been trying your best to finish watching this series at Ziggy’s place, but you just can’t get over the menacing feeling coming from your side.
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>Ziggy asked you to look after his place while he went to the Amazon for some business deal.
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>You don’t really mind doing favors for your only friend [spoiler]at the moment[/spoiler], but there is one fact you just can’t get over.
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>His cat terrifies you.
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>No matter what you do, she is there, judging you with her feline eyes, ready to hiss at you if you touch something.
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>You could swear there are rumbling symbols around her.
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>But that is what someone reasonable would think… maybe.
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>Some noises come from the main entrance, and in come Ziggy, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and carrying a traveling bag.
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>”What’s jumpin’ chick?”
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“Jackson! I mean Ziggy, how was the trip?”
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>”It went… all right.” He says fidgeting a little “You didn’t hear anything on the news about a jungle burning down, right?”
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“I just watched One-Punch man the whole time. Why? Did something happen?”
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>”Don’t worry about it.” He says while leaving his bag aside.
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>The cat jumps down from the couch and leaps towards Ziggy’s arms where he catches her in a loving embrace.
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>”Awww, my baby missed me while I was gone!” he says with a goofy grin while the cat purrs and cuddles on him. “Did she give you any trouble?”
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>You are about to say something, when you see her changing her expression to one of violence aimed at you.
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“Nope. She was a little angel.”
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>”That’s what I like to hear. Say, how about I thank you with some pizza?”
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>Honestly you want to get away from that animal, but you Ziggy’s pizza is delicious.
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“Sure, let me put something to watch and I’ll help you.”
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>You begin to change the channels with the remote, but all of a sudden the cat hisses at you.
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>”Hey, go back two channels.”
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>You do so, leaving on a commercial for cat food.
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>The cat rushes in front of the TV to watch it better.
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>”She just loves the “Fancy Cat” commercial.” Says Ziggy laughing while going to the kitchen.
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>You follow him, leaving alone the furry menace entertained with the cg blue cat on the screen.
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“Say, Ziggy, where did you get that cat anyways? “
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>”Mrs. Catswell? It happened a few days after I moved to Canterlot, “he begins to tell while getting out the ingredients from his fridge “I found her in the park hurt all over, so I got her to a veterinary right away. She almost didn’t make it, I even had to use some of my stars to raise her probabilities of survival, and miraculously, she recovered in a few days.”
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>…
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>”She seemed to like me after all of that, so I took her home and we’ve been friends ever since.”
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>…
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“That’s it?”
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>”What do you mean?”
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“Usually your stories are longer than that and more interesting even!”
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>He shrugs.
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“But why is she blue?”
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>He stops what he is doing and thinks it over.
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>”Well, I can’t say for sure what kind of cat she is, but that doesn’t really matter, right?” he looks over to the living room where his cat is currently snuggling on the couch.
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>”And about the story not being interesting, I don’t know what you were expecting. After all, she is just an average house cat.”
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