Cheers ring through the air as the Braves of the Nora Tribe shout in victory over the intruders that invaded their land.
Dark clouds are beginning to form in the distance and it rumbles ominously. The sound of fire crackling, sparks shooting off, and chatting fills the near by area. Aloy walks up to War-Cheif Sona with a small smile on her face. Sona speaks fist "Well done... Seeker Aloy. Without that blessing to see things other cannont ... I am afraid we would not have been able to seek the revenge for our fallen brethren. Also thank you for keeping Varl safe Aloy. So tell me, what will you do now that you have bec-".
A chime of a notification resonates through her focus. Taking her attention away from Sona. A message pops up. "Distress signal detected" looking away from Sona and into the direction of the signal, the War-Chief looks to the red head with a raised eyebrow. "Is something the matter Aloy?"
Aloy's attention is brought back to Sona "Oh! Um.." thinking quickly Aloy thinks of a lie. "My apologies War-Chief Sona. It appears that something is calling to me... I think All-Mother is ... is calling me to look into something". Aloy clears her throat "You should probably return to everyone else. I'll catch up with you later".
Quickly Aloy turns around and begins heading towards the signal. Walking over some rusted steel beams and past decaying concrete to the camp fire. Moving across the small body of water, she stops at the ancient traffic light.
Igniting her focus once more, the signal continues to flicker with weak power. Moving forward she steps over a car or two and passes a tree. Stopping at the corner of the target building, she can see something shining in the evening light behind fractaled concrete and thick vines. Moving them aside, the sight of two rust n' dust covered doors lay before her. "The signal, it's coming from inside.. Another set of ruins?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Aloy stabs her spear into the gaps between the doors, prying them open. A set of stairs lead down into the depths and a softly glowing blue and red light shines from below. "Well... nothing like the now" slowly moving down to the door that's similar to all the other doors in the ruins. Twisting her hand the door opens to reveal a corridor with several rooms along it.
Checking each of them, two individual barracks rooms, a ... whatever the heck room, a cooking space, and what appears to be a communal room. An lastly... a closed room. Opening the room reveals a lot of lights, some hanging wires and dust on everything. In the center of the room sits what looks like coffins with see through glass. One holds what appears a deceased but somehow preserved short and plump woman with ... dark green hair. Looking to the other holds a taller and younger green and black looted haired woman.
Little holograms appear at the bases of them both. 'Inko Midoriya
Status: Possible Survival
Reason: Error'And the other
'Izuku Midoriya
Status: Alive
⚠️ Warning⚠️ : Cryo Pod failing.
Predicted time of function: 12 Hours 13 Minuets and 40 Seconds 39, 38, 37'
It takes Aloy a few seconds to process the message. "Wait a minuet, is this person still alive!? And the thing keeping her alive is failing? Ahhhh Bolts! Is there a console near by!?" The Red Head begins to look around and finds a terminal sitting on a dusty desk. Moving over to it, she begins searching through the setting and functions, trying to make sense of the thing. That is until a voice flows over hidden speakers.
YOU ARE READING
Powers of the Old Ones brought Anew
Fanfic(Don't own anything btw) (Also! Cover art will come later!) In a world where powers called quirks were in mass abundant suddenly become void of powers except a few. Our hero Izuku is preserved cryogenically and preserved for a millennium along...