Mission Reboot

Objective 2: How and Home

When the ship landed I was on my home planet. I stepped off and onto the dry, tall, yellow grass of Zakiya. I hadn't realized it till now but even though I was a cyborg I had the choice to breathe or not, though it did me no good because I couldn't smell anything. I looked around seeing the trees sway in the soft wind and I took in the dark blues, purples, and greens as the baby blue sun set in the east. I thanked the man and walked into the town near by going to a small inn. I rented a room and go inside and locking the door.

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I was sat down on the bed having been looking at my body for hours that I hadn't known what time it was till I looked away from myself and looked at the full body mirror in front of me. I looked like myself again but in truth I wasn't. "I wish I knew what I was or at least what happened to my body." Was the last thing I mumbled to myself, before my eyes seamed to flicker and what looked like a database popped in front of me. There was a searching sign in front of me before there was the loading bar came into place, it only took a minute before files was flying into my vision and stopped to the left side of my eye, the first one came up and I read it.

Name: Olympia G. Zaylon
Alive: No
Where About(s): Unknown, but has a grave.
Location: Planet Zakiya near the Wagnerdron's territory

I read a lot more about me I already new but that's not what had me shocked. No one had even looked for my body, or did they not know and if that's the case then who came in that night. I don't know how but my eyes went clear and I was looking back down at my hands as I let my mind process what was going on. I had a lot of, but the one thing I wanted to do was take a look at my own grave. I wasn't sure why but for an odd reason it felt like I might get some answers from it. I only had a few hours to night fall so I needed to know what my "new body" could take before I fucked up and didn't have one. The only thing was...... how do I do that?

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It took me hours to figure it out but the thing I had down pat now was that I could get in and out of personal files I got from the flash drives, and how to move it around as well as moving a few other minor things. I had set an alarm and my head made a soft beeping I could only hear in my head and everything disappeared and my vision of the world returned. I got up and changed cloths putting on a pair of black pants, my riding boots, and a dark forest green hoodie. I walked out and I head out to go to my grave, and what's strange is I never thought I would say hello to my own grave.

It didn't take long to get to my grave since this was my home, but I didn't expect a pack of wagnerdron's to be waiting there. I was happy to see that they didn't see me as a threat at all till I saw one of them have the Zaylon mark on his upper left shoulder. He was dark grey with glowing green-blue eyes and a black tribal moon on the bottom corner of his left eye. That was not just any Wagnerdron, that was my family of wagnerdron's. Sure it was six maybe seven generations later but the two marks were unmistakable, that was the life bond theirs showed in the corner of their eye on the left and ours showed on our right or left arm, which ever was dominant. Now that I think about it, did I still have mine? I was afraid it might not be there so it took my mind off of it by turning my attention to my grave walking to the headstone.

I read everything on the headstone, my mind feeling like it was taking snapshots and storing them in my file for later. I took the extra time to look around and saw something strange under the tree near by. It's soft Savannah leaves moved with the night breeze, and under a hole part in the tree near the root was a metal box with my name on it. Gently taking it I put it in my bag for later as my attention was drawn away by the roaring growls of the wagnerdron's. I put my hood up and covered my face in shadow as I turned to face who was coming. The grey one stayed by my side and I softly smiled as I let my hands relax to my side and I let the person walk up to the gravestone. They put there and on the top as if they had once known me and I watched them a moment.

They wore not as dark cloths, though similar to my own. There head hung low so I couldn't see there face but the dark yellow hoodie with the brown tribe marks on the sleeves and hood rim as well as the waist matched the grass around us as well as the sand colored pants to go with it and brown shoes to match. I was starting to wonder if they even noticed me when they finally spoke.

"I knew you couldn't have died that day, you much to strong even if your not full Zakiyan. After all you still have the Noelanian glow just like your mother." They said as they moved from their knees to their feet and slowly walked towards me removing their hood. Dark brown hair flew out from under the hood and glowing yellow eyes looked at me with a smile, while I froze in shock. Could it really be?

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A/N:
Character(s):

Name: Olympia Zaylon
Age: Unknown
Race: Zakiyan and Noelanian mix
M.P. & Level: Soul Magic, 13
Skill: 11
P.B.O & P.A.M: *Zakiya; Zakiya
Social Rank: Was Under cover detective, Now Dead, Reality Unknown
Bonds: None/Unknown 

Name: ? "stranger"
Age: Unknown
Race: Unknown
M.P. & Level: ?
Skill: ?
P.B.O & P.A.M: Unknown
Social Rank: Unknown
Bonds: None, (Olympia?)