Ayane and his companion were surprised as the
ghostly Ciara passed through the fortified hull, as they just came across a
trap their senses and reactions were almost instinctive, they unluckily decided
to attack before thinking, a poor choice considering the enemy they were
facing. The Half Banshee wasn’t a warrior, she was chosen as one of the leaders
of the Western Camp thanks to her intelligence, her charisma, her logic and
most importantly her powers. She may not be a extremely talented ass-kicker as
Houzi our other members, yet her power was possibly in the top 5 of the MS and
the top 10 if you included the GD as well. As the mythical creature she was
clones from her voice carried a power capable of killing or at least maiming
unsuspecting victims, yet it had a short range, something easily solved by both
explorers attacking her. Ciara tried to warn them but the Banshee Howl
activated as a self defense mechanism, triggered by adrenaline.
-No, wait a se… OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO!!-
The sound waves ripped the skin, flesh and bone
of the incoming threats and resonated against the reinforced walls of the
Complex and all the creatures in the Second Floor woke up and riled up. Anybody
in the second floor would get surrounded by monsters. The Secondary Deposit for
example was filled with monsters but no monster as horrible and blood thirsty
as the Manticore, which rested in a nest made of broken boxes and torn fabrics.
The monster was soundly sleeping until the metallic echo; rumbling in the walls
shaking it off its placid slumber. Snoring was replaced by growling and
sniffing, searching for the source of the sound, yet the monster’s nose found
two targets closer to his position, and without thinking it twice he roared signaling
the other horrible creatures in the Deposit to scram and hide, while it hunted.
Hitomi and Hal were about to meet the horrible love child of a lion and a scorpion.
Meanwhile back in the main docks the Mangetsu
soldiers cleaned the place from the corpses of the Minotaurs and Hikaru swiftly
took samples from all of them, hoping to get time later to analyze them and
take what she needed from them. Kage sent his flying droids into the next room,
described to him as a nest of monster by Houzi. The young glum-looking tinkerer
was using heavy headphones and banged his head to the music as he skillfully controlled
ten droids, each one with a finger, he was a bit surprised about how advanced
the technology of this place was, something almost unearthly was happening
here, as most of it wasn’t able, even for military use, decades later. The
young prodigy found himself wondering why the axis didn’t use this technology
on the open.
While the science team worked Kuro-san finally
talked to Houzi that started explaining the situation inside.
-We are divided into
three large groups, the Eastern Camp, in which all Eastern cloned Myth Soldiers
like myself live, the Western Camp, were the Western based MS come from and the
last group you have already met, the GD, genetically damaged failed experiments
that roam free and fight each other for supremacy of this empty halls.-
Shishido was extremely interested about this
Complex inhabitants, not about their powers, but this strange social structure,
he then asked a question that Houzi swiftly replied.
you survive, what did you ate?-
-The camps have their own way to gather or
produce food, the Eastern Camp is haves more, while the Western Camps holds the
medicines, and they were forced to create an uneasy trade. Both factions don’t hold
the other in any degree of good esteem. –
-And the so called GD?
How did they survive, for what I have seen they don’t seem productive or
rational enough for making food or trading other services.- Shishido was almost too curious for
his own good.
-The GD breed like
vermin and they ate other races or their own if too hungry, that’s why they
survived. I’m not a smart man, I prefer a fight rather than a book, but if I
recall the teachings of the officers that trained us, the GD managed to create
a balanced eco… eco… how was it?- Houzi hesitated as he tried to
remember something that happened more than half a century ago
-Eco-system, they made
an eco-system… remarkable.- The Mad Scientist finished for him and then talked to Kuro-san - That implies they reverted to animalistic
instincts only…. Is a shame, but we could still gain something from their study
or even their capture.- The Emperor of Crime nodded and made a sign to the
Doctor to leave, as he wanted to ask some questions in private.
- I couldn’t avoid noticing
that you mention both camps in third person, as if you didn’t belong to either,
is that the case?- Kuro-san asked slyly.
-Yes, I used to be on
the Eastern side, but then I realized that fighting against each other wouldn’t
solve our problems and now I live alone in the hallways and other rooms, I was
the one that set up the trades as I talked to both sides.- Houzi replied with honesty.
-That means you are in
good terms with both sides, that is perfect for me and my men, as we came here in
search of information, but having the living beings is much better, at least
that is what the egg-heads tell me.- Kuro-san talked with a perfectly faked smile,
and Houzi would have bought it if he didn’t had a sixth sense to detect strange
things, Kuro-san oozed malice, even more than the strongest GD or MS. Still he
was the only choice to get out.
-What do you have in
mind? Who do you represent? I’ll need both answers to relay them to the sides.- Houzi asked prepared to hear the
- I don’t represent
any government or enterprise; in fact I’m the only leader of my men. You could
consider this a private endeavor to recuperate forgotten treasures of a long
forgotten era. I’ll offer safe passage to the surface to anybody willing to
join me in my endeavors, food, housing and treatment as an equal, not a
seemed to be kind a warm, but still let out an aura that made the usually cool
and calm Clone of the Monkey King feel uneasy.
Houzi thought a second about it and decided
that there wasn’t any other chance but this one and agreed to relay the
message. Kuro-san only asked for two conditions.
-Please take my
bodyguard Ichigan, the man who helped you fight the monsters and the assistant of
my head scientist, the female one, Hikaru. She is a biologist and a medic, she
could prove to be a great asset analyzing the weaknesses of the enemies you
face and using her talents to heal your wounds or any other that needs help.- Kuro-san kept the smiling façade,
but it lack true feeling behind it.
-Thank you, I’ll go
right away, yet be careful this place holds more dangers than simple Minotaurs,
some of the GD are stronger than me and I don’t know if your fancy magic cage
will stop them. – And with that the Monkey King Clone left Kuro-san in the Office of the Main
Dock jumping to the ground with incredible agility.
As he prepared to leave, Houzi started feeling
more and more uneasy, was this man, which seemed colder than a glacier, a wolf
in sheep clothing the one that would save the others? Or would he bring the
matchstick necessary to light the powder keg about to blow up?