CHAPTER FOUR: ROUTINE BANISHED! Revival of Lost Plans!
T.s. glares at the canister, all round and...shiny. "So...You found this thing in space weeks ago?"
A.I. chirps affirmatively. "Yup yup!"
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
D.T. Nods. "Yes."
T.s. the points to the canister. "This was falling THROUGH the atmosphere, and we were driving towards it's touchdown?"
A.I. laughs. "We were going to stop just short of the blast range!"
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
D.T. nods again. "Yeah."
T.s. kicks a piece of metal that seemingly was torn off of the canister, yet, seemingly did not. "And it's in ONE solid piece, even after chunks of it got torn off during re-entry?"
A.I. nods. "Looks like."
M.D. blinks. "And it fell on the guys chasing us?"
A.I., D.T., and T.s. glare at their doctor. "FOR THE LAST TIME DOC! YES, YES IT DID FALL ON THEM!"
M.D. gulps, then shows the device on his wrist, with six red dots on it's screen. "Then why am I picking up three extra life signs on my scanner?"
"Let me run a system check..." A.I.'s holographic form vanishes for a few seconds, before returning. "I'm picking up three life signs INSIDE the canister, guys!"
D.T. looks at the silvery shiny canister. "Tess, get the blow torch."
T.S. grins. "About time!"
A few minutes later....
T.s. extinguishes the torch, then raises the mask on her face with a grin.
A moment later, the front end of the canister falls loose with a THUD, revealing six smaller canisters wedged inside.
"Okay...so it's like one of those little Russian dolls with more of them inside each other." M.D. blinks. "Why are there six canisters and only three life signs?"
A.I. hovers over towards to one of the canisters, inspecting several burn marks and exposed wiring. "It looks like they got hit by some sort of energy pulse..." She pauses. "...If it happened on other worlds, too, then...."
D.T. cuts the hologram off. "Can we get the survivors out safely?"
A.I. hops to one of the un-damaged canisters and nods. "Yeah! These three are undamaged!"
"Let's get them out of there then, who know how long the life support will last with the casing cut into." M.D. starts as he goes for one of the un-damaged canisters with a life sign inside when it, and the other two undamaged canisters slide out of the main fuselage.
T.s. blinks. "That was easy..."
Then, the canisters split in half with a burst of frost ridden air, and the top halves lift up, revealing a small form inside each canister, however obscured by the frost.
"Or not..." She finishes as the frosty air vanishes, leaving the forms identifiable. Children. No older than six. One boy, two girls.
M.D. blinks. "So...If we go by a two by two pair...then these other three canisters have two boys, and one girl."
A.I. nods. "Kinda sad when you think about it..."
"No doubt." T.s. sighs.
D.T. cuts them off. "Let's just get these three into Doc's office for now. We can worry about their 'life-mates' later, okay?"
T.s. and A.I. nod.
ELSEHWERE_ _ _ DARK AND SHADOW-EY CAVE_ _ _
The video feed from the shadow chaser cuts short abruptly.
"Grrr..."
A gun fires off randomly into the air.
"What was that!?" a female voice shouts. "Seriously: What? Was? THAT!?"
"Oi...do we have to go through this every single time our cruiser gets crushed?" Another female voice asks.
A male voice cuts in. "I'd like to know what that was too. A meteorite?"
"It was probably whatever everyone and their neighbor's been tracking." The second voice starts. "And only the devil knows why."
SOME TIME LATER_ _ _ M.D.'S OPERATING ROOM_ _ _
The sound of a rolling engine brought one of the two girl's mind to attention.
'En...Gine...?'
The cryo-induced coma effects were still lingering in her system, but, she knew enough to know that something was different from the last semi-awake course adjustment she had experienced.
"....I think....waking up!" came a childish voice to the girl's ears. Okay, she wasn't inside her cryo pod, that much was certain for her clearing mind.
"...akey...eggs...ey...ey!!" comes another kid like voice. "...She....right?"
Enough of this, the girl decided as she opened her eyes, not expecting a bright medical lamp to force her to weld them shut again. She groaned.
"Oi, Oi! Don't do that!" M.D. orders as he turns the lamp off, glaring at the other two children, rescued from the canister. "Her eyes are still adjusting like your's are."
The boy, approximately six, had strange, glowing green eyes, and dark brown- near black- hair. The girl next to him, around the same age, had pale white hair, and shining light blue eyes. Both frowned at M.D.'s outburst, and looked to their genetically identical, yet seemingly different, sibling/clone: The girl on the table, who was currently blinking the sleep out her eyes, had golden hair and crystal blue eyes, as bright as the sky itself.
The Boy and the girl nod in understanding. "We understand."
"So...Uh..." M.D. sighs. He was never good with kids. Not that there were that many kids around on Terra Prime now-a-days, considering that the current generation had mostly been kids to begin with. "...I'm Em Dee, The doctor of this here rag-tag team, so you can just call me 'Doc', Everyone does." he shrugs. "What are your names?"
The Boy starts with a monotone voice. "Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Four-Two, Em Tee."
"Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Five-Three, Em Ar." The girl continues, also monotone, pointing at herself, then to her sibling/clone on the table. "Bio-Ident. Eight-Seven-Six-Zero-Zero, Em En."
M.D. blinks, not expecting the serialized numbers. "That answers a few questions."
"Like what?" the boy and girl ask, back to their normal tone of voice.
"Well...I'd rather Dee and Tess were here and that your...sis...were awake fully before I go explaining." M.D. starts, looking at the oddly named M. Siblings- Calling them 'Clones' somehow just...didn't sound right to M.D- in turn, The Girl (M.N.) on the table, then the boy (M.T.) and girl (M.R.) sitting on the counter. He sighs. "So, what does the 'Em' stand for in your names?"
They blink. "Huh?"
"You know, My name, 'Em Dee', is short for 'Medical Degree'. So, what does the...?"
"Meta-Works Construction." M.T. and M.R. state simultaneously, again, in Monotone, cutting M.D. off.
M.D. blinks again, he'd have to tell D.T. and T.s. about this sooner rather than later.
BACK AT THE CRASH SITE_ _ _
K.I. grins a happy grin as his now-slightly-damaged attack craft comes to a halt. "Oh happy day! Happy Day!"
Wing and Fang however, can't figure out why a sawed in half canister over smoldering wreckage would make their boss so happy.
"Let's get this chained up." K.I. orders, dismounting his seat and walking over to the canister. "We may just have something better than Dee's fancy little compy-puu!" He smirks. "Right under our noses, too..."
As Wing and Fang quickly work to connect chains from their craft to the canister and the wreckage, K.I. notes a camera that had been knocked loose from the shadow vehicle. He picks it up, and notices that it's still broadcasting a weak signal. "We'll see about that."
With a huff, K.I. tosses the camera off into the distance.
END CHAPTER FOUR_ _ _
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Monday, November 30, 2009
Sayonara Babylon! CHAPTER TWO!
BEGIN CHAPTER TWO: Sayonara Babylon! PART NI!
"What do you want this time, Kai?" T.s. growls.
"Oh, Nothing much." K.I. grins. "Just that fancy tip jar of yours."
"It's LAPTOP." D.T. corrects.
"Yes, yes, your fancy Clip-Car thing-a-ma-bob!" K.I. laughs. "Isn't that what I said?"
"Why do you want Ai for anyways?" T.s. asks.
"Ahh, deer, sweet, Tess." K.I. sighs. "Do I really have to explain it in full detail?" he snaps his fingers. "Wing."
The girl escorting M.D. draws the sword off of her back, and with a fancy katana stance, neatly slices off the gag over M.D.'s mouth, then holds the sharp edge of the blade against his neck.
M.D. gulps. "Ahh..."
D.T. growls. "Kai, you Go....!"
"Ah-ah-ah!" K.I. shakes a finger. "Don't even bother, or your friend's head will roll."
T.s. and D.T. share a glance, easily exchanging and dismissing plans over a single second.
"Now, if you don't mind, I have a schedule to keep." K.I.'s easy going attitude falters to a sinister, evil, state. "Give me that kyroncutter, or I will be forced to use force!"
As if on cue, A boy, with another sword on his back, jumps out of the tank. He stands next to the girl holding M.D. captive.
"You will give us that Cell Port..." The girl starts.
"...Or your friend dies." The boy finishes, drawing his own sword.
M.D. gulps. "Guys! I think they mean business!"
"Be Quiet!" The girl snarls in his ear.
"Sorry about this, Ai." D.T. pulls the computer out of it's slot on the vehicle, and turns it around a few times in reminiscing before climbing out and handing the laptop's frame to T.s.
She sighs and walks half way towards the Tank and it's group. "Send the Doc back, you get the computer."
K.I. nods, and his two lackeys push M.D. towards T.s. "Now hand me that circulinaitor thing!"
T.s. looks to M.D., giving a slight gesture to signal him to run at a moment's notice.
He nods.
"Any time now." K.I. growls.
D.T. unties M.D., and nods to T.s.
"Okay...If you want it so bad..." T.s. then tosses the cell into the air and runs back to the car/thing. "GO FETCH!"
"NOOOOO!" K.I. shouts as...
KASHROOOOOOO!
...Two laser guided rockets launch from the front of the Tan vehicle, one hits the much loved laptop, and the other flips K.I.'s Tank onto it's side.
Several.
Several.
Several.
Times.
"SAYONARA!" The familiar holographic dragon taunts from the top of the Tan vehicle as it spins ninety degrees and rushes off into the distance.
SKREEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!
K.I.'s jaw nearly hits the ground. "Why...Why me...?" He doesn't even look as his tank explodes violently behind him.
The boy and the girl sigh as their boss dissolves into gibberish.
SOMEWHERE IN SPACE_ _ _
A cylindrical object hurtles through space.
It's mineral composition was earth-bound- nothing about it was foreign, even it's design.
The single line of text on it's surface reads; HYDRO-ELECTRIC-CRYO-UNIT, with the letters H, E, C, and U italicized to form an acronym.
This...canister...holds a precious cargo.
Six biologically varying clones.
Only...due to damage to this canister sustained in it's violent launch from one of Terra-Prime's outer-reach space colonies, one third of the cargo has perished.
The on-board guidance system had also sustained damage, and hence it's radar detecting systems have gone off line, allowing it's one programmed target, Terra-Prime itself, to remain registered as "Un-altered" in the log systems, despite the damage that occurred ten years previous.
The canister begins it's final approach towards Terra-Prime.
One Month.
BACK TO TERRA PIRME_ _ _ OUTSIDE A MOBILE COMMAND CENTER_ _ _
The Tan vehicle pulls up to an old camping trailer, with no engine, and no tires, that wouldn't move until the vehicle had formed a connection with it.
"Ah, Good ol' house and home!" M.D. sighs as he jumps down from his spot on the right side of the roll cage.
"Yeah yeah yeah." T.s. slides down from the left side of the cage.
D.T. remains silent as he twirls the Memory Circuit, looking like a tiny version of the laptop in of itself, from the for-mentioned device between his fingers. "we'll find out what's coming for us, Ai... I know we will!
"But the question is..."
D.T. Looks to the sky in wonder.
"...Is it good, or bad?"
END CHAPTER TWO_ _ _
"What do you want this time, Kai?" T.s. growls.
"Oh, Nothing much." K.I. grins. "Just that fancy tip jar of yours."
"It's LAPTOP." D.T. corrects.
"Yes, yes, your fancy Clip-Car thing-a-ma-bob!" K.I. laughs. "Isn't that what I said?"
"Why do you want Ai for anyways?" T.s. asks.
"Ahh, deer, sweet, Tess." K.I. sighs. "Do I really have to explain it in full detail?" he snaps his fingers. "Wing."
The girl escorting M.D. draws the sword off of her back, and with a fancy katana stance, neatly slices off the gag over M.D.'s mouth, then holds the sharp edge of the blade against his neck.
M.D. gulps. "Ahh..."
D.T. growls. "Kai, you Go....!"
"Ah-ah-ah!" K.I. shakes a finger. "Don't even bother, or your friend's head will roll."
T.s. and D.T. share a glance, easily exchanging and dismissing plans over a single second.
"Now, if you don't mind, I have a schedule to keep." K.I.'s easy going attitude falters to a sinister, evil, state. "Give me that kyroncutter, or I will be forced to use force!"
As if on cue, A boy, with another sword on his back, jumps out of the tank. He stands next to the girl holding M.D. captive.
"You will give us that Cell Port..." The girl starts.
"...Or your friend dies." The boy finishes, drawing his own sword.
M.D. gulps. "Guys! I think they mean business!"
"Be Quiet!" The girl snarls in his ear.
"Sorry about this, Ai." D.T. pulls the computer out of it's slot on the vehicle, and turns it around a few times in reminiscing before climbing out and handing the laptop's frame to T.s.
She sighs and walks half way towards the Tank and it's group. "Send the Doc back, you get the computer."
K.I. nods, and his two lackeys push M.D. towards T.s. "Now hand me that circulinaitor thing!"
T.s. looks to M.D., giving a slight gesture to signal him to run at a moment's notice.
He nods.
"Any time now." K.I. growls.
D.T. unties M.D., and nods to T.s.
"Okay...If you want it so bad..." T.s. then tosses the cell into the air and runs back to the car/thing. "GO FETCH!"
"NOOOOO!" K.I. shouts as...
KASHROOOOOOO!
...Two laser guided rockets launch from the front of the Tan vehicle, one hits the much loved laptop, and the other flips K.I.'s Tank onto it's side.
Several.
Several.
Several.
Times.
"SAYONARA!" The familiar holographic dragon taunts from the top of the Tan vehicle as it spins ninety degrees and rushes off into the distance.
SKREEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!
K.I.'s jaw nearly hits the ground. "Why...Why me...?" He doesn't even look as his tank explodes violently behind him.
The boy and the girl sigh as their boss dissolves into gibberish.
SOMEWHERE IN SPACE_ _ _
A cylindrical object hurtles through space.
It's mineral composition was earth-bound- nothing about it was foreign, even it's design.
The single line of text on it's surface reads; HYDRO-ELECTRIC-CRYO-UNIT, with the letters H, E, C, and U italicized to form an acronym.
This...canister...holds a precious cargo.
Six biologically varying clones.
Only...due to damage to this canister sustained in it's violent launch from one of Terra-Prime's outer-reach space colonies, one third of the cargo has perished.
The on-board guidance system had also sustained damage, and hence it's radar detecting systems have gone off line, allowing it's one programmed target, Terra-Prime itself, to remain registered as "Un-altered" in the log systems, despite the damage that occurred ten years previous.
The canister begins it's final approach towards Terra-Prime.
One Month.
BACK TO TERRA PIRME_ _ _ OUTSIDE A MOBILE COMMAND CENTER_ _ _
The Tan vehicle pulls up to an old camping trailer, with no engine, and no tires, that wouldn't move until the vehicle had formed a connection with it.
"Ah, Good ol' house and home!" M.D. sighs as he jumps down from his spot on the right side of the roll cage.
"Yeah yeah yeah." T.s. slides down from the left side of the cage.
D.T. remains silent as he twirls the Memory Circuit, looking like a tiny version of the laptop in of itself, from the for-mentioned device between his fingers. "we'll find out what's coming for us, Ai... I know we will!
"But the question is..."
D.T. Looks to the sky in wonder.
"...Is it good, or bad?"
END CHAPTER TWO_ _ _
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sayonara Babylon! CHAPTER ONE!
BEGIN VOLUME ONE: CHAPTER ONE: Sayonara Babylon! PART ICHI!
Terra prime! Once a beautiful planet, filled with water, trees, and other such marvels- Now nothing more than a desolate wasteland. The Human race, once the planet's masters, now struggles to survive on native-yet-foreign-ground!
The entire population was reduced in an instant, leaving only those beneath the age of twenty un-scathed-and even then, at a cost.
A tan painted, five wheeled vehicle whose name has been long forgotten drives across the wasteland. It's driver, is a boy of age seventeen, who, like all survivors, has little to no memory of life on Terra Prime before the incident.
Including his own name.
This boy, with formerly golden hair- now browned by the sun's rays- and now dark green irises, goes by the title of "D.T.", off of the few pieces of memory he can recall.
FLASHBACK!
SOMEWHERE IN THE FORMER UNITED STATES_ _ _ JUST AFTER THE 'EXPLOSION'_ _ _
A six year old boy with blond hair opens his light green eyes as the building groans around him.
"Wh...wh..." he tries to talk, but finds no words to describe his situation.
He was laying on the floor of what appeared to be an office building.
"What's an office building?" He finally manages to say, and then jumps at the sound of his own voice. "Is...that really...me?" the boy blinks, and tries to stand.
Gravity takes over, and the boy starts sliding side wards, into one of those office cubicals- again, how did he know these words?- and into an awaiting, lifeless, cold body.
The boy's instincts immediately react- Grabbing the nearest weapon (which happened to be a stapler laying on the floor) and swinging it into the already dead man's head...
SNAP!
...now sporting a nice shiny piece of metal.
The boy's heart starts to slow down, while his mind speeds up. Where was he? Why was this man dead? Why was he the only one in this building.
Do-Do Do Do!
As if to answer his question, a lap-top on the near-by desk finishes re-starting itself, and the log-in screen, showing the chosen logo for the user account, taunts him with information.
The boy resigns himself, and drags the corpse out of the poor man's former office before returning to the computer.
The user name simply read...
END FLASHBACK!
...Dejital Transit System-User: #113.09
D.T. took the first two letters of the account as his own name, for he lacked his own, and easily broke the pass-word on the account.
FLASHBACK!
It was a simple thing.
D.T.- for that was what he was calling himself now- had simply clicked the password hint.
"Type the following: Sayonara Babylon!"
Access to the strangely shaped laptop (a rectangle, with two short corners cut off and two long corners cut off) was then granted. And D.T. hit the jackpot.
"Nice to meet you, new user!"
The computer's A.I. (one of the world's most advanced common computer programs) was intact, and it ran off of solar energy, meaning charging without electricity wouldn't be a problem.
END FLASHBACK!
"Ai, how close are we to the drop off?" D.T. asks the computer cell, now mounted into a slot in the vehicle.
"Approximately Four Point Two Miles away." A small, holographic image of a blue scaled, child like dragon appears out of the projector lens on the widest side of the computer. "Dee, I've been meaning to talk to you about something."
The boy raises an eyebrow. "About what?"
"Well..." The A.I. seems to shrug. "I don't know what it is really, but tapped into the old satellite grid last night..."
"Spit it out already." D.T. frowns. "I hate it when people trail off like that."
"Sorry." The holo-dragon sighs. "...I detected something heading at high velocity towards our sub-spatial location."
D.T. slams the breaks.
SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!~!~!
"What? Is it another meteor? Like the one that...?" He panics.
"No no!" The A.I. dismisses the through. "It's way too small for that!"
"Ai, how big is it?" D.T. glances to the blue and green planet-chunk above him.
"No bigger than this scout car." The A.I. replies. "But it's metallic. Earth native elements from what I could read."
D.T. runs a hand through his hair and sighs. "Tess'll want to hear about this." he shifts gears and heads off towards the dig site once more.
A few minutes later, he presses the breaks once again, and pulls a donut, coming to a halt next to a crater that seemed to be dug out by hand.
D.T. kills the engine, then climbs out. He looks down into the crater and sighs.
A girl with long, brown hair and nearly orange eyes was seemingly talking to herself. This girl was his friend, currently going by the name "T.S."- though, the pronunciation of this always came out as "Tess."
They had met years ago, not too long after the...well, you know by now.
FLASHBACK!
ONE YEAR POST METEROITE_ _ _ SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WESTERN COAST_ _ _
D.T. sighs as he looks out over the barren wasteland where an ocean had once resided.
Gulley, hills, mountains, and valleys, and lots of dead fish.
D.T. glances to his left, then to his right.
Left was down south, warmer. Right was up north, colder.
"Ai, where do we go?" He asks the computer resting gently inside his backpack.
A holographic dragon, blue colored, yet smaller than the one we've already seen in the present, appears on his shoulder. "West is the way we've been going, but I don't think we can climb down that side of the oceanic floor in one piece. So...I don't know, Dee."
D.T. goes to nod, but freezes as he feels a sharp, round, metallic object press into the back of his neck.
"Don't move a mussel." Comes a voice that, though not much older than D.T. himself, has an older sounding tone to it. Add to the fact that it's immediately recognizable as a girl's voice, D.T. and the Computer A.I. are very confused.
D.T. turns his head slightly. "Now, I don't..."
"I-I said D-Don't move!" The girl behind him stammers. "I've got a gun!"
This changes the situation, quite a bit.
Rule one of the end of the world: Find a weapon.
D.T. just happened to have a nice little Energy field manipulator (liberated from the offices where he woke up) resting next to the computer in his backpack. Too bad he couldn't reach it currently. "O-okay." he starts, calmly. "I'm not here to hurt you or..."
"Urusai! Now give me that computer!" the girl's supposed gun presses deeper into D.T.'s neck, and gives away a very important clue.
"Hey, That's not a gun!"
The girl blinks her orange-ish eyes. "W-what? Of course it's a...!"
"Really? I have to dis-agree, it feels more like a piece of plastic piping than a gun." D.T. agrees.
The Holodragon nods enthusiastically, and D.T. turns to face his would be attacker.
She wasn't even a month older, maybe less though, and her hair was a light brown- which would eventually darken to it's present day shade- and, exactly as was guessed, a PVC pipe was firmly griped in her hands.
"Why'd you want my computer for anyways?" D.T. asks.
"Well..."
ENDFLASHBACK!
"...so, I needed this guys laptop for it's circuit board so I could fix this trans-Atlantic communication system so I could try to contact one of the other terra-clones." T.s. continues to the beetle. "So, I grabbed a near by pipe, held him up at 'gun point', saying it was a gun, when it was really a metallic pipe, and then he...!"
"And then I introduced myself." D.T. finishes from his perch on the edge of the dug out crater.
T.s jumps as the beetle tunnels into the ground. "Dee! Don't scare me like that!"
"Oh, come on, Tess!" he laughs. "You know how the Doc gets when he has something important to show us."
T.s. blinks. "When did he say that?"
"About half an hour ago, he radioed both of us, you didn't reply, I came looking." D.T. explains.
T.s. pulls out- then timidly holds up- a smashed Radio from her pocket. "It fell and my shovel..."
"Tess..." D.T. sighs, then stands up. "It's okay, I needed Radio parts anyways. Now, then. Off to Doc's little crater of mystery?"
T.s grins. "Sounds fine by me."
A moment later, and the five wheeled vehicle races off into the desert.
VVVVRRROOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!
T.s., hanging loosely onto the outside of the roll cage, grins as she watches the barren wasteland rush past. "You know, for a place that used to be filled with water, the Indian Ocean sure is...dry."
"Yeah yeah." D.T. laughs.
"Soooo..." T.s starts. "Got any clue what's up?"
D.T. shakes his head. "Nary a thought."
T.s. frowns. "So, for all we know...it could be a...Giant waste of time?"
"It could be a giant whale skeleton." D.T. shrugs. "Or, it could be a giant under ground cavern."
"Or it could be something that no-body ever thought of!" The A.I. program speaks up.
"Is that so, eh?" T.s. grins.
"Knowing the Doc though, it's probably something that'll either help us out greatly, or send us to..." D.T. Trails off as he presses the breaks, nearly throwing T.s. off.
"Ow! Hey! What do you think you're...?!" T.s. also trails off as she sees what's before them.
"Why, hello yet again, Scavengers." Says a tall, nearly nineteen year old man with purple-near-black colored hair under the title K.I. as he climbs out of an old U.S. Military issue Tank. "What a...'surprise' to see you both again!" he laughs.
Two figures dismount the tank next, one bound and gagged, and the other escorting him.
"Doc!" T.s and D.T. gasp in shock.
Their favorite Medical Doctor with light brown hair, and near crimson eyes was being held hostage.
"Or should I rephrase..." K.I. laughs. "What a surprise to see you ALL again!"
"Oi, Doc, what'd you get your self into this time?" D.T. mutters.
END CHAPTER ONE_ _ _
Terra prime! Once a beautiful planet, filled with water, trees, and other such marvels- Now nothing more than a desolate wasteland. The Human race, once the planet's masters, now struggles to survive on native-yet-foreign-ground!
The entire population was reduced in an instant, leaving only those beneath the age of twenty un-scathed-and even then, at a cost.
A tan painted, five wheeled vehicle whose name has been long forgotten drives across the wasteland. It's driver, is a boy of age seventeen, who, like all survivors, has little to no memory of life on Terra Prime before the incident.
Including his own name.
This boy, with formerly golden hair- now browned by the sun's rays- and now dark green irises, goes by the title of "D.T.", off of the few pieces of memory he can recall.
FLASHBACK!
SOMEWHERE IN THE FORMER UNITED STATES_ _ _ JUST AFTER THE 'EXPLOSION'_ _ _
A six year old boy with blond hair opens his light green eyes as the building groans around him.
"Wh...wh..." he tries to talk, but finds no words to describe his situation.
He was laying on the floor of what appeared to be an office building.
"What's an office building?" He finally manages to say, and then jumps at the sound of his own voice. "Is...that really...me?" the boy blinks, and tries to stand.
Gravity takes over, and the boy starts sliding side wards, into one of those office cubicals- again, how did he know these words?- and into an awaiting, lifeless, cold body.
The boy's instincts immediately react- Grabbing the nearest weapon (which happened to be a stapler laying on the floor) and swinging it into the already dead man's head...
SNAP!
...now sporting a nice shiny piece of metal.
The boy's heart starts to slow down, while his mind speeds up. Where was he? Why was this man dead? Why was he the only one in this building.
Do-Do Do Do!
As if to answer his question, a lap-top on the near-by desk finishes re-starting itself, and the log-in screen, showing the chosen logo for the user account, taunts him with information.
The boy resigns himself, and drags the corpse out of the poor man's former office before returning to the computer.
The user name simply read...
END FLASHBACK!
...Dejital Transit System-User: #113.09
D.T. took the first two letters of the account as his own name, for he lacked his own, and easily broke the pass-word on the account.
FLASHBACK!
It was a simple thing.
D.T.- for that was what he was calling himself now- had simply clicked the password hint.
"Type the following: Sayonara Babylon!"
Access to the strangely shaped laptop (a rectangle, with two short corners cut off and two long corners cut off) was then granted. And D.T. hit the jackpot.
"Nice to meet you, new user!"
The computer's A.I. (one of the world's most advanced common computer programs) was intact, and it ran off of solar energy, meaning charging without electricity wouldn't be a problem.
END FLASHBACK!
"Ai, how close are we to the drop off?" D.T. asks the computer cell, now mounted into a slot in the vehicle.
"Approximately Four Point Two Miles away." A small, holographic image of a blue scaled, child like dragon appears out of the projector lens on the widest side of the computer. "Dee, I've been meaning to talk to you about something."
The boy raises an eyebrow. "About what?"
"Well..." The A.I. seems to shrug. "I don't know what it is really, but tapped into the old satellite grid last night..."
"Spit it out already." D.T. frowns. "I hate it when people trail off like that."
"Sorry." The holo-dragon sighs. "...I detected something heading at high velocity towards our sub-spatial location."
D.T. slams the breaks.
SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!~!~!
"What? Is it another meteor? Like the one that...?" He panics.
"No no!" The A.I. dismisses the through. "It's way too small for that!"
"Ai, how big is it?" D.T. glances to the blue and green planet-chunk above him.
"No bigger than this scout car." The A.I. replies. "But it's metallic. Earth native elements from what I could read."
D.T. runs a hand through his hair and sighs. "Tess'll want to hear about this." he shifts gears and heads off towards the dig site once more.
A few minutes later, he presses the breaks once again, and pulls a donut, coming to a halt next to a crater that seemed to be dug out by hand.
D.T. kills the engine, then climbs out. He looks down into the crater and sighs.
A girl with long, brown hair and nearly orange eyes was seemingly talking to herself. This girl was his friend, currently going by the name "T.S."- though, the pronunciation of this always came out as "Tess."
They had met years ago, not too long after the...well, you know by now.
FLASHBACK!
ONE YEAR POST METEROITE_ _ _ SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WESTERN COAST_ _ _
D.T. sighs as he looks out over the barren wasteland where an ocean had once resided.
Gulley, hills, mountains, and valleys, and lots of dead fish.
D.T. glances to his left, then to his right.
Left was down south, warmer. Right was up north, colder.
"Ai, where do we go?" He asks the computer resting gently inside his backpack.
A holographic dragon, blue colored, yet smaller than the one we've already seen in the present, appears on his shoulder. "West is the way we've been going, but I don't think we can climb down that side of the oceanic floor in one piece. So...I don't know, Dee."
D.T. goes to nod, but freezes as he feels a sharp, round, metallic object press into the back of his neck.
"Don't move a mussel." Comes a voice that, though not much older than D.T. himself, has an older sounding tone to it. Add to the fact that it's immediately recognizable as a girl's voice, D.T. and the Computer A.I. are very confused.
D.T. turns his head slightly. "Now, I don't..."
"I-I said D-Don't move!" The girl behind him stammers. "I've got a gun!"
This changes the situation, quite a bit.
Rule one of the end of the world: Find a weapon.
D.T. just happened to have a nice little Energy field manipulator (liberated from the offices where he woke up) resting next to the computer in his backpack. Too bad he couldn't reach it currently. "O-okay." he starts, calmly. "I'm not here to hurt you or..."
"Urusai! Now give me that computer!" the girl's supposed gun presses deeper into D.T.'s neck, and gives away a very important clue.
"Hey, That's not a gun!"
The girl blinks her orange-ish eyes. "W-what? Of course it's a...!"
"Really? I have to dis-agree, it feels more like a piece of plastic piping than a gun." D.T. agrees.
The Holodragon nods enthusiastically, and D.T. turns to face his would be attacker.
She wasn't even a month older, maybe less though, and her hair was a light brown- which would eventually darken to it's present day shade- and, exactly as was guessed, a PVC pipe was firmly griped in her hands.
"Why'd you want my computer for anyways?" D.T. asks.
"Well..."
ENDFLASHBACK!
"...so, I needed this guys laptop for it's circuit board so I could fix this trans-Atlantic communication system so I could try to contact one of the other terra-clones." T.s. continues to the beetle. "So, I grabbed a near by pipe, held him up at 'gun point', saying it was a gun, when it was really a metallic pipe, and then he...!"
"And then I introduced myself." D.T. finishes from his perch on the edge of the dug out crater.
T.s jumps as the beetle tunnels into the ground. "Dee! Don't scare me like that!"
"Oh, come on, Tess!" he laughs. "You know how the Doc gets when he has something important to show us."
T.s. blinks. "When did he say that?"
"About half an hour ago, he radioed both of us, you didn't reply, I came looking." D.T. explains.
T.s. pulls out- then timidly holds up- a smashed Radio from her pocket. "It fell and my shovel..."
"Tess..." D.T. sighs, then stands up. "It's okay, I needed Radio parts anyways. Now, then. Off to Doc's little crater of mystery?"
T.s grins. "Sounds fine by me."
A moment later, and the five wheeled vehicle races off into the desert.
VVVVRRROOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!
T.s., hanging loosely onto the outside of the roll cage, grins as she watches the barren wasteland rush past. "You know, for a place that used to be filled with water, the Indian Ocean sure is...dry."
"Yeah yeah." D.T. laughs.
"Soooo..." T.s starts. "Got any clue what's up?"
D.T. shakes his head. "Nary a thought."
T.s. frowns. "So, for all we know...it could be a...Giant waste of time?"
"It could be a giant whale skeleton." D.T. shrugs. "Or, it could be a giant under ground cavern."
"Or it could be something that no-body ever thought of!" The A.I. program speaks up.
"Is that so, eh?" T.s. grins.
"Knowing the Doc though, it's probably something that'll either help us out greatly, or send us to..." D.T. Trails off as he presses the breaks, nearly throwing T.s. off.
"Ow! Hey! What do you think you're...?!" T.s. also trails off as she sees what's before them.
"Why, hello yet again, Scavengers." Says a tall, nearly nineteen year old man with purple-near-black colored hair under the title K.I. as he climbs out of an old U.S. Military issue Tank. "What a...'surprise' to see you both again!" he laughs.
Two figures dismount the tank next, one bound and gagged, and the other escorting him.
"Doc!" T.s and D.T. gasp in shock.
Their favorite Medical Doctor with light brown hair, and near crimson eyes was being held hostage.
"Or should I rephrase..." K.I. laughs. "What a surprise to see you ALL again!"
"Oi, Doc, what'd you get your self into this time?" D.T. mutters.
END CHAPTER ONE_ _ _
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