Creative Electricity

Chapter ø.1

Cold, that's all it was. Freezing temperatures all over, so cold it was numbing to even feel the breeze. That's the type of environment the figure within Cryo Pod ØØ was in, nothing except the binding cold on him and his clothing. While his body was frozen his mind was not, though it wasn't really a desirable place to frequent to. For as it only replayed his memories of his recent life, and these recent memories weren't all flowers and rainbows.

The sounds of explosions and gunfire rain over head as we see three Vinson Dynamics's Grunts taking cover behind a few sandbags.

Vinson Grunt 1: "Damnit! They're trying to corner us!"

Vinson Grunt 2: "Shut up! You said that eight fucking times! Give it a rest!"

The third grunt was reloading his R-2ø1 with a sigh as he popped over cover and shot an Apex grunt's head clean off. Dropping back down for cover as bullets hail on their position.

Vinson Grunt 3: "Fucking bastards, there's a squad behind the south wall. On the count of three we jump up and lit it up."

The other two men nod, the first smacks his volt while the other put a shell in his mastiff. And the third grunt was correct as a squad of Apex Predator Grunts pushed up on their position, the third counts down with his fingers once hitting three he balls up his fist and the men jump up and give the Predators a face full of lead.

Vinson Grunt 2: "Looks like you guys became the prey today!"

Vinson Grunt 3: "Nice!"

The first grunt spots a familiar black screen pilot and points him out while waving.

Vinson Grunt 1: "Look! A Pilot! Now the odds are in our favor!"

Though the second grunt remembers the Pilot, and he remembers that that Pilot, was considered missing in action along with the rest of the squadron. So he voices his thoughts to the others.

Vinson Grunt 2: "Didn't Squadron ØØ go MIA?"

The Pilot runs towards them and front flips over their position, as he was exiting the flip he aims his Wingman Elite at the second Grunt and fires. The man's head now having a hole in it's back as the front explodes with skin, bone fragments, and damaged brain matter fly through the air.

Vinson Grunt 3: "Oh shit! D-"

The Pilot runs forward kneeing the Grunt in the Dick then stabs him in the nape with a data knife. The first Grunt aims his Volt after realizing this Pilot wasn't friendly, firing a few shots off hitting the Pilot who responds with throwing the knife into his throat. Falling to his knees choking on the blade and blood his last words inaudible. The man walks over to retrieve his data knife his black scarf, flows in the winds over his sheathed data katana. He turns to his left as the sound of jump jets could be heard coming closer towards him. A fellow Pilot soars in from the sky over a nearby building, she hits the ground with a slide reloading her Flatline while looking over her shoulder. Her orange themed armor standing out in the white scenery that was around her, looking forward she pulls the bolt back from her weapon and jumps to her feet. Seeing the other Pilot she stops in her tracks, as if she had seen a ghost, one that was currently drawing his Wingman Elite.

Natalie: "J-Journée, Jour—"

She stops as 'Journée' lifts up his weapon. Aimed at Natalie's head.

BANG!