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dronebiscuitbat · 8 months ago

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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 67)

The party had long ended, but instead of heading home, N had dragged her towards the entrance of the bunker with his fingers intertwined with hers. Tera resting in Uzi's arm, tuckered out from playing with Thad.

“Where are we going?” Uzi asked, quirking up an eyebrow as they stood in front of the first door, N using a keycard to open them.

“You'll see.” He replied crypticly, giving her a teasing wink that had her blushing, she wasn't sure what exactly he was planning but now it had her core fluttering in anticipation.

For the first time in a long time, the small family stepped out of the bunker, the cold air biting their faces as it welcomed them back with open arms, Tera opened her eyes and looked around, eyes following snowflakes as they fell to the ground. A single flake falling onto her visor, making her cross her eyes to look at it before shaking it off.

Uzi chuckled at her daughter's first reaction to being outside, and smiled when Tera chirped at the falling snowflakes as if they were freinds wanting to greet her, and then nipped at them like an excited puppy when they did nothing back.

“You feel good enough to fly?” N asked, stopping in front of her, hand in hand, she'd almost forgotten how angelic he looked in the ethereal light of the gas giant and orbiting moon.

“What do you say Jellybean? You wanna go on your first flight?” Uzi brough Tera to rest near her chest to hold her better while airborne, and the toddler cocked her head in confusion before nodding slightly.

For the first time in awhile, she released her wings from her back, startling the toddler in her arms who looked up at them in wonder, reaching up towards them as if she wanted to touch them.

N followed, his bladed wings popping out of their compartment as if they were spring loaded, catching Tera's attention from her mothers wings as she admired his.

“Ready?” N asked, pulling away for the first time and preparing to launch, and Uzi nodded with a smirk as her grip on Tera tightened, preparing to launch up as well.

N took off, creating a flurry of snow around him as Uzi followed, close behind, Tera's eyes went hollow as she felt Uzi's wings beat above and around her, looking around hurriedly before looking up at her mom for reassurance.

“You're okay! Look at Daddy!” Tera's eyes trained forward, watching her father do barrel rolls and pumping his fists up into the air as he flew ahead of them, whooping at the feeling of spreading his wings after so long.

A smile grew on the toddlers face, a giggle peircing through the howling wind as she spread her arms out as if they were her own wings, feeling how the wind caught underneath them.

“N! Slow down! I don't want to scare Tera by going too fast!” Uzi yelled ahead at her husband boyfriend. Causing him to slow down significantly to hover next to them with a sheepish smile.

“Ah… sorry, it's been too long!” How're my girls doing?” He asked, golden eyelights flickering from Uzi to his daughter, who now looked ecstatic to be flying.

“It's uh… a little tougher to fly now.” Uzi admitted, unsure if it was how long it'd been since she'd flown or if the pregnancy was making her wings feel sluggish and heavy. “I think she likes it though.” She gestured to the droneling in her arms.

“That's okay, it's only a little further, it's worth it, trust me.” N pulled ahead again, though at a much more reasonable pace then before.

When he started gaining more altitude, she struggled somewhat to keep up, like her body was advising her against flying for large periods of time, or so high. Thankfully, N perched himself on a window ledge, and caught her in his arms as she made a clumsy landing.

“I've got you.” He hummed, giving her a look that had her melting even after many months together.

“I've… got something for you. Through here.” His head cocked to the large, glass less window, there was a curtain obscuring what was in it, Tera shifted in her arms, looking up at the both of them with wide awestruck eyes.

“I've got her, go ahead.” N scooped up the toddler from his wife's girlfriends arms and pulled back the curtain slightly, inviting her to whatever was inside.

She ducked her head underneath the curtain as the howling wind suddenly cut out behind her, and she looked up in awe. It was… a nest, for lack of a better word.

There was soft, velvety bedding covering the entirety of the small, sheltered room. There was reading material piled high on both sides of the room, as well as plushies of every species and verity. It was lit by string lights dangling from the ceiling, creating warm and comforting lighting.

“W-what is…?” She found herself asking, looking around and taking in the scent of the room, it smelled overwhelmingly of N, his scent clinging to every surface.

“It's… somewhere we can go if we just… want out of the bunker. I thought maybe you'd want to get out every once in awhile.” N crawled into the space behind her, letting go of Tera, who immediately began to explore this new place, she'd mastered crawling at the point, and was quickly making a round, sticking her face into literally everything.

“It's really pretty.. but what brought it on?” She asked, sitting on the bedding covered floor.

“Uh�� I'm not sure? It just felt right? I've been setting this up for about a week. Do you like it?” He cocked his head, smiling hopefully at her.

“I mean yeah! I just…I struggled to get up here, and that's probably only going to get tougher the further along I get.” She pointed out, and N purred as he curled in behind her.

“Well… I can always take you up here if you want. I just… wanted you give you something… and somewhere nice, safe, and quiet sounded right.”

“Bunker isn't ‘nice, safe and quiet’?” She asked, leaning back into his chest while producing her own low purring in response. She really did like this place, weirdly. She felt safe in the bunker, sure. But here, she felt like nothing and no one could disturb her, probably partly because they were so high up.

N seemed to share a similar feeling. “Too many people, and Doll's still… somewhere. This felt safer somehow.”

“You don't have to come here everyday, o-or even use it. But… it's here if you need it.” He murmured, watching his daughter play in the nest he had made, something warm and content bubbled up inside him, and it was doubled when Uzi suggested something else;

“Do you wanna sleep here tonight?”

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sanvirtheobserver · 10 days ago

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Taking Flight, Chapter 71: The Beast

The team stood aghast at the mass of twisted metal hanging from the ceiling. A chimeric, beastial visage, with a back riddled in pistons and diodes. The right arm dawned a bladed hand with claws as long as scimitars. A wolf-like head suspended by a muscular sheath of pipes and wires, with the inner light of its rune matrix shining out from its maw as it hung agape. Before it stood the good doctor herself as they all raise their weapons towards her.

Lucinia: Doctor Ridley. Back to your crimes against nature, I see?

Ridley: Is it truly a crime if it's for the purpose of progress? Since when was it wrong to help bring about the next step of human evolution?

Meggy: Probably when you decided to let your toys loose on innocent people?

Tari: Why? Why are you doing this!? What have these people ever done to you!?

Ridley: You still do not see? I'm SAVING them. The flesh is weak, untenable, limited without reason, while the spirit of humanity suffers in stagnation, needing to forget who they are in order to be reborn. So much knowledge has been lost to this archaic process that serves no purpose but to hold us back. How can you possibly depend on a vessel so flawed that it would betray you? This is why the flesh must be cast aside. This is why we must evolve.

She clasps onto her sleeve and rips it off, revealing an intricately crafted prosthesis.

Ridley: Through the sanctity of steel, we shall be reborn. This is my purpose!

Meggy: Alright, that's enough. Permission to shut her up, ma'am?

She cackles maniacally, unaware of Meggy having a shot lined up just for her.

Lucinia: Granted.

She swiftly fires a slug straight for her heart, but a flash of silver slices the slug in half just in the nick of time. The shape of a partially damaged Stalker blocked her aim, their cracked optic bulb flaring up as it recognized the one who obliterated their pack. Several other machines surround them as they swarm into the chantry.

Ridley: Feast your eyes upon our future.

A pull of the lever lights up the coils of the Soul Engine. Light pulses through the cables and wires as the power of a thousand souls is pumped into the monstrous frame's core. Pistons and motors twitch and writhe as the ferrofluid starts flowing. Slowly, the frame begins to untangle itself from the chains that held it aloft until it dropped to the ground with a crash. Cervos strained and pistons hissed as the beast reared itself up. Ridley is enamored in rapturous joy as the audience gathers to see her masterpiece.

Ridley: It's.......*sniff* It's beautiful!

The light of a thousand souls shined through its optics as it observed its surroundings. It's curiosity was almost child-like as it scanned the room, before looking down to its own frame. Every gear, every hinge, every circuit beneath the tubes and plating reacted according to the will of the collective consciousness residing within its core.

Ridley: Do you see now?! Do you finally realize the greatest good we can possibly do!? Through the sanctity of steel, nothing will be beyond our grasp! Through the unity of the singularly, our collective will can achieve the IMPOSSIBLE! The gift of the Machine shall be given unto all!

As the tirade goes on, the Beast began to tremble. A dreadful feeling crept across its collective egos as they begin to realize....... this shell was not their own. That's when it started. One by one, whispers grew in sound and number. An ever growing chorus of voices began to seep into the mainframe, still building and building and building until you can't hear the voices anymore. It's just noise. Unending. Unrelenting. Unbearable. A static in the air gave Tari a sinking feeling as she saw the Beast's trembling.

Tari: Guys........ get back. Now.

Ridley: NO MORE DISEASE! NO MORE DEATH! NO MORE SUFFERING!

Mario: Holy crap she's still going.

Ridley: THIS IS THE TRUTH! THIS IS OUR FUTURE! THIS IS GLORIOUS EVOLUTION!!!!!

That's when it happened. Thousands of voices cascade into one another until they leave the Beast's maw as a single terrible scream. It turns its gaze to the doctor in front of it, now realizing that something is wrong. She feels the wind leave her lungs as a colossal fist sends her flying out of the room. The other machines immediately shift their focus towards the Beast as it continues to scream. Tari could feel the anguish of the souls with every roar. A deep growl reverberates through it's frame as those bronze claws begin to glow. The Stalker leaps out of dodge as the claws bite into the stone where the hand lands. Blinded by pain, it carves a path of destruction through the chantry. Vale was about to take flight before those claws clipped her wing, but luckily Noah swoops in to catch her. An incoming Brute wasn't so lucky as it charged towards the Beast. It's armor was of no use against the Beast's claws as they glided through the Brute's frame like a knife through butter. The Beast now danced to the agonized chorus of souls as it lashed out against everything in sight.

Garnet: (What the hell is going on!?)

Lucinia: It's core is oversaturated with energy. The power surge is making it go feral!

Tari stumbled a bit as the cries from it's core became clearer to her. She senses the souls confined to that accursed vessel, crying out in pain as they are denied their rest. The cries of the Soul Engine were even louder. Just as she gets her bearings, Lucinia pulls her out of the way as a titanic fist comes crashing down.

Lucinia: Keep your head in the game, Blue!

Garnet switches to her flare carbine as Mario pops a Fire Flower and Meggy loads in some thermite shells. They all unload into the Beast from all directions, making sure to coat every inch of armor with flame to soften it up. The Beast's constant thrashing made that difficult as it lashed out in all directions, even bellowing blasts of it's own as the excess soul power erupts from it's mouth.

Vale: We'll need more heat than that.

Tari gets back up to see the siblings bringing in several tanks they "borrowed" from some destroyed Burners.

Julia: You guys know the drill?

Noah: Yes, ma'am!

Meggy: Guys! A little help here!?

Meggy just burned through the last of her thermite shells, and Mario was getting sore from throwing all those fireballs. The Beast's armor was starting to warp from the heat, but it still proved too hard to breach.

Tari: On you.

Noah, Tari, and Lucinia all get their respective guns ready as Vale and Julia take to the air with the canisters in hand. Meggy narrowly dodges another swipe from those claws and takes notice of the two flying above. A smirk comes out as she loads a mag of piercing slugs.

Meggy: Everybody get back!

The two fly out of dodge after releasing the canisters, and the space above the Beast suddenly turns into a shooting gallery, every shot that lands their mark releasing a shower of burning thermite that rains down upon the Beast's shell. Diodes pop like firecrackers as the armor begins to warp like soft clay. Everyone turns their aim towards the Beast and opens fire. The melting armor is of little protection now as high caliber rounds rip into its frame, releasing showers of sparks and ferrofluid. Still the beast fights back, making one last desperate charge towards the door. It suddenly finds purchase upon a bright blue panel of solid light as it charges blindly out of the room until its claws breach the outer plating of the Soul Engine.

Garnet: (EVERYBODY DOWN!)

A brilliant light erupts from the center of the complex, and the legions of machines scatter as both Mercenaries and Operators alike stared in awe of the light show before them. As the light fades and the dust recedes, Tari is the first to get up and see the carnage around them. The others slowly arose to find themselves looking up to the clear night sky. Countless orbs of light drift across the air as they ascend, leaving an odd sense of peace throughout the now roofless church. Lucinia made a quick head count as everyone got to their feet. Melony comes flying in to check on her friends. She's astonished and relieved to see they survived that light show.

Melony: Oh my goddess. What happened here?

Mario: Uuuuuuuh.....Mario's arms are dying.

Garnet: (Now THAT was what I'd call some practical pyrotechnics back there!)

Meggy: You said it! UP HIGH!

Noah: WAY TO GO, TEAM! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!

As everybody gets all the cheering out of their system, Lucinia sees Tari just staring up at the sky. For the first time since they arrived, Tari finally felt a sense of relief. The Soul Engine has been destroyed, the souls are now at peace, and the machine hoard is now scattered. Hopefully now the city will finally have a chance to heal.

Lucinia: I gotta say, that was a jolly good show you guys put on there. Thanks for the aid.

Tari's gauntlet retracts as she lets out a sigh of relief.

Tari: I'm always glad to help.

Outside the complex, the Mercs are dealing with the remaining machine forces. A VAC jeep pulls up to the scene, meeting up with Captain Marston as he blasts another oncoming Ghoul with his shotgun.

Marston: Chief.

Masa: Captain.

They look over to see Tari and her team exiting the complex, a little worse for wear, but nothing serious. Lucinia immediately straightens up upon seeing her commanding officer again.

Masa: Porter. Good to see you all in one piece. I hope this means your mission was a success.

Lucinia: Affirmative, sir. The target has been located and thoroughly neutralized. I already have a full report ready, sir.

Masa: Good. I've already called for backup to help secure this place. Excellent job, lieutenant.

Lucinia: I couldn't have done it alone, sir.

She turns to the Crew, all in high spirits after another successful adventure.

Lucinia: They were....... surprisingly capable.

Masa took notice of Tari sitting on the back of a felled Brute, looking up to the night sky.

Masa: Is that so?

She looked so much more tired than the others. This latest adventure took more of a toll on her than she expected, and she couldn't help but think back to Lukas and Zoey. Even if they were already dead, a part of her still wished she could've done more to save them and give them a second chance.

Marston: Hey.

She turns to see Marston as he takes a puff from his cigar.

Marston: You good?

She lets out an exhausted sigh. At least she can find solace in the fact that this nightmare is finally over. If anything, these once trapt souls can at least rest in peace.

Tari: Yeah....... I'm good.

While all this is playing out, a damaged Stalker takes shelter in an abandoned shed over at Arrowhead Fields. Beside the Stalker laid Dr. Ridley. The extent of her augmentations could now be seen, considering her lower half was missing. She takes off her mask to reveal the face of a short haired brunette, having replaced one of her Grey eyes with a prosthetic apparatus.

Ridley: So close to greatness........ Where did it go wrong?

Rhode: You went too big.

She looks up to see the bright crimson eyes of a Xelor staring down at her. Beside him stood Ruusul as he examined the doctor's poor state.

Rhode: One thousand souls entering a single matrix was a recipe for disaster.

Ruusul: Indeed. For such a brilliant mind, she definitely bit off more than she could chew. I supposed we've all made that mistake once or twice.

The Stalker planted itself between the Doctor and her visitors. A chill ran down her spine as she remembered their last meeting and the importance of keeping true to the "investment" they made, the one that now laid in ruins with the VAC cleaning up what's left.

Ridley: Mr. Ruusul....... if you would allow me to apologize, there were.....

A bead of sweat ran down her temple.

Ruusul: Oh, I'm well aware of the "unforseen complications" you faced. As disappointing as it is, it wasn't a total loss.

He looks to the damaged Stalker, still hissing and ready to fight.

Ruusul: Besides.......... at first you don't succeed........

He turns to face the doctor, his gaze sharp enough to cut steel.

Ruusul: .......try and try *again.*

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