Without further ado, we present to you, our newest guest post: Another Day in Eden.
Another Day in Eden
I wake up to
the cries of a SIN antenna under attack.
I open my eyes and see where the Shared
Intelligence Network has moved me during sleep. I am starting to get used to
never waking up where I go to bed. But the Accord higher-ups tell us there
aren't enough of us to defend humanity while we sleep so we sort of de-rez and
are stored in the SIN mainframe while our synapses have regenerated, then the
SIN spits us "Nomads" back out at the nearest uncaptured base we have
left.
I have lost
track of the days since the coming of the Melding. *BEEP BEEP BEEP* The antenna
wails as my HUD comes online with all the software additions I have crammed in.
My sight is filled with all sorts of information, but the blinking red tower
comes into view. I hit the Battleframe Station and suit up.
Firecat. I
need to stomp some Grayskins.
I look
around. I’m in Thump Dump. That means I get to stomp hard. I run down the hall,
jump the hole, and vault the last hurdle. I land on the glider pad and I’m back
in the air in less than a blink of the eye. The Chosen blast away at my home. Too
many.
I need back
up.
I scroll
through my SIN. Hmmm… Cuculainn is available so I punch up his SIN ID and Call
out "Cuculainn, please report to Thump Dump ASAP. Chosen are in the
vicinity."
I sail
around taking pot shots, looking for –
THERE! A
cluster of the bastards. I glide over… have to time this just right… and fire
off my frame’s Crater module. The suit goes through its routine. The flip, and
then the drop. The servos click as they prepare to release the impact energy back
into the area around me. The ground bows as I smash into it. The impact creates
a sonic boom that blasts the chosen and knocks them back. I jump up in the air
and turn on my Burn Jets and cook 'em beneath me. I catch my breath I look up
and see Cuculainn on my HUD.
Just in
time.
I open up
with my Plasma Cannon and attempt to sync our SINs. As I’m blasted back by a Juggernaut’s
cannon, and one of the smaller assaults rifle peppers my side, I am downed. My Battleframe
releases nanites into my bloodstream to begin healing but it might not be
enough. I look up and a biotech's healing pillar lands next to me, followed by
the Bio himself, who helps me up in time for his pillar to wash me in its green
healing glow. I swap to my assault rifle as I thank the Doc. He reads as Yoorsh
in my Heads Up Display. The name sounds familiar but now is not the time for remembrances.
Cuculainn
roars in on his Chopper. He jumps off and nods to Yoorsh as his HMG spins up.
Between the 3 of us we tear through the last of them.
"Thanks
for the assist you two, I might not have made it without you."
Cucu grins
and salutes while Yoorsh nods. "Well I’m off to figure out where they came
from."
Aero brakes
in over the radio, the signal is weak but I see Cucu and Yoorsh listening too.
"Bugs......
Hundreds.... Cerrado...... Closing in on residential.....”
Cuculainn
frowns. "That’s Antilles place, good thing he's in Copa today."
I look at
him. "Knowing your brother I doubt that is where he'll stay when he gets
wind of this."
My HUD
blinks as the local watchtower lights up.
"Guys
the Watchtower is under attack. If we lose that, the Chosen will just walk down
and take this tower. Besides, Cerrado Plains is just on the other side of the hills
south of it. Take the tower then go check on Cerrado?"
I can tell
Cucu is worried for his brother, but he nods.
"Alright Oskar, I’m in. Antilles can hold
his own in a fight."
Yoorsh arc-folds
out his Chopper, hops on and roars off toward the Watchtower followed closely
by Cuculainn. I have to run. I’m not rich enough to afford one. I blast my
jumpjets and fire off my Afterburners.
I’m behind the Dreadnaught and the Biotech, but not by much. They jump off
their bikes as we close in on the Chosen. Cucu's HMG Shield deploys and blocks
the first volley from the enemy as he spin ups his gun barrels.
*THUD*thud*thud*THUD*THUD*THUD*thud*THUD*thud*thud*THUD*THUD*
The bullets
fly and Chosen die, but Yoorsh's Needler
won't be showed up.
*pap*pap*pap*pap*pap*pap*pap*Kerpow*
The Chosen
are dying quick. I hit the afterburners again and start a Nova blast. I can see
my Plasma Cannon building the power as I aim and release the bubble of encapsulated
Plasma into the face of a Juggernaut that was aiming at Yoorsh. The bubble pops
and the energy blast him up and backward. I fire a second shot with the primary
trigger and he goes down. I hit my jumpjets and climb until I bypass the
watchtowers ramp crawling with these Grayskins. The main room has one of those
purple hissers that the Chosen keep as watchdogs, plasma it twice and down it
goes.
I get to the
terminal just in time to hack it back under Accord control. Cucu and Yoorsh
come in and head to the top of the tower.
"Ground floor Clear" says Yoorsh as
he runs past me up the ramp. I hear the sounds of their guns unloading on
straggling Chosen.
I get up to
the top of the tower and head to the Garage, "You two head to Cerrado, I
need to make some quick changes to my frame."
They nod and run at the southern glider pad.
Cucu is launched up as his wings deploy, followed closely by Yoorsh. I go to
the Battleframe Garage and swap the assault rifle for a shotgun. I notice I
have qualified for better servos so swap out the old ones for the newer ones.
The Tower cries as Aero comes on my radio.
"The Tower
is under attack."
Shoot, I
think I must have been a straggler. I run back down to the main terminal. A
single Assault stands at the terminal. I plasma him in the back and he turns
around and opens up with his gun. I duck behind a wall and then dart out and
fire again. I charge him and fire off a Crater. Up I go, flip, and down for the
impact which blasts the Chosen to bits. I get up to rehack the tower. THIS is
my land.
TO BE
CONTINUED.
Big thanks to Oskar581 (Firefall IGN) for letting us post this! Who knows, maybe I will throw down the fanfic gauntlet for the first time ever and broadcast some continuity between Antilles' and Oskar581's narratives.... Stay tuned...
-WF (Cuculainn)
you have graduated. Tis time to write, William
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