Alright, it's about time I post this. I'd been working on a project at nonPareil Institute for some time, and I just recently finished it. So then, let's keep going.
Chapter Five: The One Born of Humanity and Technology
Unbelievable. The dream, the same dream again. It hadn't crept into his mind in years, yet here he was, reliving the destruction. Again the fire, again the explosions and again the coiling flames around his body. But this time something was different. Out of the darkness a light shined brightly, forcing the fire away from him. He sat and watched as this light took shape. His eyes widened, as this shape was that of the White Wolf. He looked to its eyes and saw not a bloody crimson, but a pure, calm blue.
"Who are you...? Tell me!"
Sigment sat up, rubbing his eye. "What the hell was that?" He thought about it, trying to decipher any possible meaning. "Why would the Wolf help me...? ...Must be my mind playing tricks on me. I'm too anxious about finding him." He got out of his sleeping bag and got dressed. He and the others were almost to the top of Scafell Pike, and were eager to ask their witness about his "sighting". As Sigment joined the others, Karra waved him over.
"Hey, you're up! Come on, breakfast is served!" In front of her was quite the meal. Sigment couldn't keep his stomach from growling. He grabbed his share and took a few bites.
"Damn, this is good. Where'd you learn to cook?"
"Well, you live on your own for twenty years, you pick up a few things."
"Twenty years? What about your parents?"
Karra kept up a smile, but he could tell that this was a touchy subject. "They disowned me. When I turned twenty, I told them about us; our relationship, and how I felt about you. They... didn't take it well." She paused, before continuing. "So I went through a few jobs, singing at clubs in my off time. Got picked up for the band, oh, eight years ago."
Sigment chuckled at the reminder. "'Tragic Destiny', huh?"
"Not my idea..." They both laughed, before finishing their meal. "So..." Karra seemed hesitant to ask her question. "...What about you? What have you been doing all this time?"
Sigment's smile faded as he responded. "I've been chasing the one that caused it all." His hand lightly touched the scar on his cheek. "I have that thing to thank for this." Before he could continue, Sonya approached them.
"We're almost there. C'mon, you two."
Sigment decided to ask her, "What kind of tech does this place build, anyway?"
She shrugged in response. "Not sure, but the guy I... interviewed said the place is making stuff that'll 'mark a new era', or something."
They moved up the mountain, eventually reaching the facility. They looked for a way to contact the inside, but there was nothing. There was no console or terminal, not even a doorbell. Refusing to leaving empty-handed, they entered the facility to find the area completely dark. Sigment moved forward, with Ryū helping him see. He remained cautious; they weren't alone in there. Then, he heard the air whistle. Something was behind him, something fast. He brought Ryū up to block what he saw to be a massive hammer. Had it not been Ryū in his hand, he'd be dead. The block forced his assailant back across the room, as the lights slowly began to flicker to life.
"Yay, you blocked! Now we can have some fun!" The room illuminated the figure, surprising everyone with her identity. In front of them was a child, a girl no more than ten. And yet somehow, despite her age, she possessed the strength to swing a hammer that was bigger than she was. Karra moved to support Sigment, but Sonya grabbed the Demon's arm, her eyes telling her not to interfere. The child laughed as she brought her hammer up. "Come on! I wanna play some more!"
"The hell's the matter with you, kid?! You tryin' to kill me?!" Sigment couldn't have been more surprised by his opponent, but he wouldn't back down. "Ryū, Jihi Style." He wasn't about to kill a kid, even if she was crazy. She charged forward as he drew his sword. The child raised her hammer up to attack, bringing it down it as she reached him. Catching the attack, he pushed the hammer aside, swinging around and catching her side with his blade. Sigment couldn't believe the strength it took to send her back. However, he wound up putting enough force into his strike to send her into the wall. He was about to turn around when he heard her yell.
"Oww... That hurt a lot!" What the hell was this kid made of? Something was wrong, though. As she got up, a black fluid flowed out from her side. "You... you big MEANIE!" Before he could respond, she charged him again. He had just enough time to block, but the force sent him into a wall, in a way returning the favor. Sigment was on one knee, attempting to recover from the blow. But the child was already in front of him, her hammer above her head. She brought it down, stopping above his head when she heard the intercom click.
"That's enough! Disengage!" A male voice. Whether he was friend or foe, they would have to see. An elevator hummed as it reached their floor. A middle-aged Human exited and began speaking; not to them, to the child. "You got carried away again. Keep calm, and stay focused next time." The girl sulked at his criticisms, as he turned his attention to his visitors. "I do not know why you are here, but I apologize for this one's rash behavior."
"What... is she?" Sigment wasn't expecting a "normal" answer.
"This child is... Well, I suppose, in a way, she's my daughter. I made her into what she is about a year ago."
"What are you saying? She's a robot?"
"Not exactly. She was near death when I found her. I merely did what was necessary to save her."
"...And the hammer?"
"A means of protection. I've been training her to use it." He helped Sigment up, then smiled. "Where are my manners? My name is Albert Walker, and her name is... Well, she's forgotten her real name. Due to her appearance, my superiors have given her the name 'Angelic'." Sigment looked at her back and saw two armor pieces. They did kind of look like wings. "Anyhow, may I ask why you are here?"
"We need information. You claimed that you saw a 'giant wolf', and we're here to investigate."
"Hmm, I see. Well yes, I have seen something like that around here. The area to the west, to be specific."
"What did it look like? Fur and eye color, things like that."
"It was at night, I'm afraid that I can't say. But before you go looking for it, I would suggest that you rest here. Whatever that creature is, you may need it." Walker directed the three of them to an area where they could sleep for the night. Afterwards they ate their meals, with Angelic asking various questions. Eventually she got to Sigment.
"Your sword looks so cool! Can I see for a bit? Please?"
"Uhh..." Before he could respond, she grabbed it from the table.
"Great! Thanks!" The child looked at from top to bottom. She then started hitting it against walls and biting the sheath. "Wow, this thing's tough!" She continued "testing its durability", as Sigment heard his friend in his mind.
He couldn't help but chuckle, before eventually asking her to stop. As the group rested up in their quarters, Sigment thought about the day that would follow. But the dream from that morning continued to bother him. "Best not to think about it...". The three of them drifted to sleep, gathering their strength. Their strength is all that they would have against tomorrow's opponent.
Okay, Chapter complete. Sorry for the delay, but at this point I'm putting them out as fast as I can manage.
On a side note, Angelic was another of my friend Brenton's characters. Credit where credit is due, you know? If you have any questions about her or the story, don't worry about asking. I encourage feedback, and will help with people understanding things as best I can. Jikai made!
("Jikai made!" means "Until next time!" in Japanese, for those who were wondering.)
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