G.A.P.S.

Form Creation

First up is upgrading my current form, according to the console. There is a text bar where I guess I type in what upgrades I want. I go big, like Sam said, and type in, "Number Control" The console responds with a prompt saying, "Request unclear, place hands on designated areas and visualize power at work." I do as it says and hope that what I'm thinking will work.

I visualize a HUD in my eyesight, one I can turn on and off at will. There are panels, hundreds of them, that I can scroll through. Each one lets me influence the world around me in any manner possible: grades of paint, number of specified object, texture, levitation capacity, and way more, all in the form of numbers. If it works, I would become a walking god.

The console now reads, "Programming microbots for Form Zero upgrade. Please move onto Form One." I'll take that as a successful power. One form down, three to go.

My first form, combat, is going to be as limit pushing as I can make it. My suit will be all black, with microbots sewn in to hide me from thermal imaging, make me invisible, and transfer any radar or sonar pulses to the other side of my suit without giving away my location. On my feet, I'm going to have thick soles with a tabi shoe design. On each side of my ankles, I'll have extending spike plates that I'll use for kicking, less than an inch thick, but running the entire length of my foot. On my lower right leg, I'm going to have a Scar-L fitted with a red dot sight, angled foregrip, and black exterior. My lower left leg will have three mags for the Scar-L. The front of my thighs will have 4 throwing knives each, a rectangular handle, diamond shaped head, and a small circle at the end of the handle. The sides will hold 1 standard capacity clip for a Glock 18 and 2 extended capacity clips. The said Glocks, integrally suppressed, sit on my waist with a holster design that lets me deploy the gun in almost any direction I want.

Now for even more fun weapons. I'll place 6 grenades, each smaller than a tuna can on my lower chest, 2 are regular grenades, 2 are incendiary, and the last 2 are rope dart firing grenades. Those can retract the darts after firing, so they'll be reuseable. On my forearms there will be small bullet shields, tented at a 45 degree angle, that stop up to a .50 caliber bullet. I'm sure there's something stronger I can use, but my arms would break first. There will be 4 pivot points so I can swing the shields around or move them forwards and backwards to hit people with the ends. On each end of the shields, there will be one part, the inward surface, that has electric shockers, while the other part, the outward surface, will have high explosives. The shockers will be rechargeable by movement, but with 3 charges per side of explosives, times 2 since they'll be back and front, times 2 again for two shields, only gives me a total of 12 high explosive charges. On my upper arms will be kerambits.

Inside my sleeves (they go down to my wrist, it's a full body suit.) is a special clip for my handguns loaded with dual purpose rounds: the part of the round that hits my target will release self destructing microbots that let me control a person or animal. It will only work for 30 seconds, and the microbots don't harm the person when they self destruct. The other part will be a small mister that uses sleeping gas and a facial recognition system to put a target to sleep. Due to the size of the rounds, I'll only be able to have 6 instead of the standard 15. On top of my wrist will be ballistic knives, similar in shape to the throwing knives, that can also come out of the sleeve attached to three feet of Kevlar cord, allowing me to swing the knives like a hurricane of death. These knives are made of a material that superheats itself, setting fire to the air around it, making the knife essentially on fire.

On my back, I'll have two katanas made of the same material as the ballistic knives. A customized Barrett M82A1 lies on top of the katana sheathe rig, held in place by magnets that can either attract it to or repel it away from its holding place. The sniper rifle has a detachable 10 round .416 mag, a barrel that retracts into the body of the sniper rifle, and a powerful 40x scope. Two extra mags for the rifle will sit just below the barrel, so on the back of my waist, but they don't get in the way of my Glock holsters.

All of the bullets for my guns, other than the ones in my sleeves, have an explosive charge I can turn on and off at will from my headset, which looks pretty beast.

It looks like a skull, but all black like my suit. The eye sockets are rimmed with the super heated material, so I can make it look like my eyes sockets have fire in them. There's a standard commpiece in my left ear, and an audio control for any special equipment that I'll use on mission. I have EMP resistant imposed vision that lets me see infrared, x ray, thermal, and sonar. I have a HUD I can use to control my cars when I don't want to shift into transportation form, and a few other controls for the bullets, shields, knives, and superheated materials.

I press the "Complete" command, and I feel an indescribable feeling from the console when I touch it. I turn to Sam to tell him what I felt, but he already knew, "Microbots prepping for form reboot. It'll happen for the other two, don't worry about it."

With that worry out of my mind, I turn to the second form. I remember two really cool games I played years ago; Kinetica and Spyhunter. I try to fuze the two vehicles together with the mobility of Kinetica and lethality of Spyhunter. I don't even hesitate to push a slider towards max speed, and I see a whopping 217 miles per hour. For a suit with wheels the size of large dinner plates, that's not bad at all. I let the wheels be able to slide down my arms and up my legs in case I need to use my feet and hands for any reason. I put extending spikes into the wheels, anti traction material in an applicator near my ankles, and 4 missile pods, 2 behind my shoulders, 2 behind the backs of my knees. The suit can morph into a bike, and the wheels come together for the traction I'll need for any high speed maneuvers.

With Form Two now complete, I receive another "dose" of microbots and start thinking about my third form

I know, unfortunately, that I shouldn't make my third form a snake, not enough applications. I don't want to go too complex, I'll stick with an animal. I go for a talking wolf.

I hit the "Complete" button for the last time, get some more microbots, and look nervously at Sam. He looks back at me, yet another smile on his face. "Now you get your fifty million dollar vial of 371!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Fifty million dollars? That's a lot for just one agent." I'm not really feeling too eager to drinking something with tech and machines worth $50 M, but then Sam's next comment makes it worse. "You'll be asleep for three days for the microbots to perform surgery. Luckily for you, we fixed the jet lag sensation after you wake up. Maybe." And with those words, the console forms a vial of grey liquid that smells like metal. Sam gives me a nod, and I swallow the bots with one gulp.

"Disgusting. Now when do I faaaaa..."