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Champions of Battle: AD7 – Awakening #27

Rubin’s Trail Research Facility:

An intern rushed through the lab holding a silver metal sphere.  It was large enough for her cupped hands to barely grip its bottom quarter.  It was rather heavy for its size.  She had no idea what it was or what it could be used for, but she had an idea how to learn.

Deep groves formed strange linear patterns across what everyone considered its top.  The bottom was completely smooth except for a small circular grove.  This sphere had to be important.  It was found clutched and protected by another droid.

Tosca Shi was one of the dozens of select interns researching the Mech Fortress’ defeated droids.  The metal sphere was considered a droid though no one knew what it did.  It was impossible to unlock and never moved on its own.  The mystery baffled everyone.  And by now, everyone had moved on to other more profitable projects; except Tosca.

While the others quit, the puzzle of the “sphere droid” became an obsession for her.  She needed to know what it did.  It was important.  It had to be.  There were many replicas of the other droids, but there was only one sphere droid.

Her supervisors were a little concerned for her obsession but admired her zeal.  Many times breakthroughs came after years of stubborn focus.  It was a lesson only learned after going through such an experience personally.

Tosca desperately wanted that breakthrough and she had a crazy idea on how to get it.  After AD7 entered the facility, the other devices did more.  They moved a bit more, beeped a bit louder.  After working with intelligent robotics for so long, Tosca knew that things don’t just happen.

There had to be a connection.  It only made sense.  AD7 had made them and knew everything there was to know about them.  Something else in the Mech Fortress must have controlled them during the war.  She kept referring to a guide whose orders she followed.  Still, she was polite enough to tell them about their use.  Even with this distance, Doctor Yu felt it best to keep her away from the droids for now, just in case there was a reaction.

Usually, projects were tested by facility teams lead by a licensed researcher.  However, after working so long on the sphere droid project alone, Tosca claimed the whole project as hers.  The possibility of a breakthrough after her yearlong obsession drove her to speak directly with the head of the facility.

After the last of many security check points, she reached Dr. Yu as they were conducting another test with AD7.  They had taken her chain and spherical weight weapon from the museum and asked her to use it on a grouping of brick targets.  Once again, they were astonished.

AD7 was far stronger and faster than they ever thought.  She had perfect control of her swings.  She used the chain to swing the metal weights at the targets and hit them again and again shattering most targets on contact.  At times, the chain seemed to lengthen in her hands.  Even with all that was going on, AD7 looked as cool and calm as she did while explaining something to the researchers.

Doctor Yu saw the intern approaching and had a good idea what she wanted to say.  “Tosca,” she greeted with no surprise in her voice, “I was wondering when I’d see you.”  She looked at the strain in her face and then down at the sphere droid.  Confirmed of her suspicion, she turned back to AD7 as she obliterated another target, “Any breakthroughs?”

“No Ma’am,” she said bending over breathing heavily.  After the long jog she forgot how heavy the droid was becoming.  She sat the sphere on the ground and held it with her feet to make sure it didn’t roll off.  After catching her breath, she continued, “I think…, I think that AD7 is affecting the droids,” she stopped to catch her breath again, “Maybe this droid could be affected too.”

Doctor Yu bent down, grabbing the sphere from the floor.  She forgot how heavy the thing was.  Not as heavy as a solid metal sphere but it definitely was not hollow.  “I know what this means to you,” she said looking at Tosca, “But we have no idea what it does.  It’s even resistant to our scans.”  She saw Tosca’s disappointed face but was quite sure the risk was not worth the reward.  Handing the sphere back to Tosca, she said, “Get a hand cart and take it back to your station.  They have some in storage.  You’re not trying to increase your strength are you?”

Tosca giggled at the humor and walked off towards the storage rooms.  It was a long shot to ask permission from the Boss Lady.  Adrianne was always understanding and sympathetic.  She would not have denied the request unless she was sure there was a danger.  Besides, she did feel a little stronger after the trip.

As she walked neither of them noticed AD7 had turned an ear to them.  She was watching, even listening to them.

#1Awakening #26 – Awakening #28

Champions of Battle: The Very Best – Opportunity #26

Catlin rushed out of the rest area with Neely following close behind.  There was a slight chance that Brisa was still at the shuttle port.  Catlin scanned all of the people along the way just in case they passed her on the way.  She was certain that Brisa would rather not talk to her, or even see her now.  If she could see and know that everything was alright with Brisa, she would have peace of mind.

If anything had happened to Brisa, it was all her fault.  Catlin had to know for sure that Brisa was safe.  She convinced Brisa to wander the shuttle.  Though camouflage and deception was used, she like what she learned about Brisa.  She really wanted Brisa to succeed in her mission.  So, she convinced Brisa to look like a warrior.  Now, Brisa was in trouble because of it.

They had to find her.  Brisa could be trapped, stripped, robbed, and left to wander the back alleys to become a target for some ruffian.  In turn, the gear Catlin expertly made could be stolen by some insecure wannabe trying to get an edge.

The gear was enchanted to have many perks that would help Brisa get out of trouble.  But, how was Brisa to know?  Catlin had no time to demonstrate how to use the armor.  Brisa couldn’t know about the features much less how to use them.  There was a chance she learned one of them by now.  Would that be enough?

Not seeing any sign of her on the way they started questioning the idle citizens.  They would have noticed Brisa in her battle gear.  Even in a place like this, someone was bound to recognize that hideous mantis hood.  That and her short stature would leave a lasting impression on someone in town.

After a few minutes, they eventually found an old street vender that remembered seeing someone that fit her description.  The pie maker saw her running into the city chasing another young lady.

Neely knew exactly what that meant, “That was probably the ganker.”

Catlin followed his logic, “Luring her into a trap.”

“She’s a smart girl though,” Neely said attempting to comfort Catlin, “We probably have plenty of time to find her.”

Was she that smart?  Catlin doubted his assessment though Neely was usually right his with guesses.  “We should still look for her.”  She still wished she could still track Brisa.  The bowtie heat signature wore off on the shuttle a long ago.  Also, the armor protected against such things.  They had to use the traditional slow way of finding Brisa.  Still, they had to find her.  If anything, Catlin needed to know that Brisa was alright and give the warning of prowlers.

—–

Brisa learned some basic moves from the trainers at the Sword Mastery School.  It was a little awkward borrowing a training sword to learn the moves.  It also seemed having to answer questions about learning short sword techniques when she was only armed with a huge maul and a pair of “daggers.”

Brisa loved her machete sized blades of enchantment.  She wanted to tell them about her amazing blades but she held back the urge.  They were rare and perhaps valuable enough to be stolen.  She would have no defense from the highly trained warriors in the school.  It would take little effort for them to muscle the weapons away from her if they knew the secret.

After getting her rudimentary training, she watched the skilled warriors practice again.  One particular fighter was flipping around radically, seemingly defying gravity at times.  Once or twice, he managed to change directions in the air.  He even threw his sword at the target and commanded the blade to return to his grip with a hand motion.

“How long before I can learn to do that,” she asked.

“Oh, I didn’t learn all the moves here,” he said “I’m using some moves combined with others from the Kinetic-Potential Talent School.”

“Wow.  Where is that?”

“Let me show you.”

#1Opportunity #25 – Opportunity #27

Sons of Sword: Tales of Glory – Lost and Found #22

The rest of the day was tough, a little tougher than Metcalf expected.  She went back to the Stream Quarters to train with her friends.  They couldn’t go back to the Training Center yet.  Midterm was still a week away.  Most of the crowd would still be there until a few days before the deadline.  It would be way too crowded.

They had to train outside for now.  It was incredibly uncomfortably cold but this was the life of a desperate student.  Besides, her body temperature would eventually rise as she worked harder.

Her friends all tried their best to teach her everything they learned that day.  Even after the sun went down and the street lights came on, they were training.  None of them wanted to let Metcalf fail the Final.  At the same time, Metcalf respected their effort.  She didn’t want to let any of them down.

The care was touching, but the cramming was incredibly intense.  They had all taken especially critical notes and were all really hard teachers to boot.  While they each had a few lessons for Metcalf, she had to endure lessons from each of them.

The lessons came so fast.  She hardly had time to remember what she was learning.  By the time they were done, Metcalf had to meditate on what she had learned.  The Final that she remembered was much more than simply knowledge based.  The students were expected to learn and use the significance behind what they learned.

Metcalf figured early that this was one way the students were expected to fail the Final.  Trailing students would have a hard time learning the basic concepts let alone knowing how to use them wisely.

Her training and meditation continued long into the night.  Before she knew it, the day had ended.  It was already hour two!  She was going to get less than a few hours of sleep tonight but that was life.  There was no way she was going to miss her early meeting with Master Fu.

—–

After the alarm and rushed preparations, Metcalf used all but the last of her energy to make it to the Palace on time.  Everything about her clothes said that she was ready to train.  Everything about her face said she was ready to sleep.

The door opened as she knocked.  It was unexpected, but she was a little too tired to be surprised.

Obviously invited in, she entered Master Fu’s apartment to see that everything had moved.  The large bookshelf, the furniture, the work spaces, everything in the large apartment was in a different place.  Strangest of all, Master Fu was nowhere to be seen.

Metcalf left the room.  She checked its place in the hallway and the room number to make sure she was in the right place.  After confirming everything, she turned to walk back into the room.

She stopped at the sight of two thick bladed swords pointed directly into her face.

Holding the swords was Master Fu with a stare and a happy grin.  “Gotcha,” she shouted as she put her dual falchion swords away.  However, her face quickly shifted to a frown as she looked at Metcalf’s exhausted eyes, “You alright?”  She motioned, inviting Metcalf into her apartment.

“I’m sorry Master Fu but,” Metcalf tried and failed to hold back a yawn as she walked in, “tired.”

“Yah,” Insula said seeming even more like a teenager especially wearing her cloth training gear, “I’d be tired too if I stayed up all night training in the cold.”  The door closed behind them as they kept walking into the apartment.

Metcalf nodded in agreement.  She was sorry about her thoughtlessness but then thought again.  How did Master Fu know?

“Cameras,” Insula said catching Metcalf’s questioning eyes, “We keep track of people of interest.”

As she was absorbed by the couch, Metcalf had a chance to look at the room again.  Only now, she saw that the Master of the Stream Quarter had planned a good prank on her.  Completely remodeling the room was a good trick to surprise her.  Then she used a stealth attack.  A plan like that would take a good deal of effort to pull off.  She did it for her to show what could be done.  “I’m sorry.  I lost track of time.”

“Don’t worry,” Insula said, “get some sleep.”

Needing no more invitation.  Metcalf sunk into the couch and went immediately to sleep.

#1Lost and Found #21 – Lost and Found #23