The room is dark and humid. It wouldn't be possible that he is still here, Sam thought. Judging from the amount of dust that's gather everywhere in the room, the criminal haven't been here for some time already. Looks like Sam is still far from tracking down the last criminal of all times.
"Operation, the beast is not in. Operation out." Sam acknowledge the rest of her team. Her team is a combination of elite A-force members that's ranked as top of the field. However, Sam feels uncomfortable working with them, She prefers to work alone, hunting sololy, and perhaps killing swiftly and silently. Bringing in a whole team isn't her idea at the first place. This would give the criminal some time to run.
Just as Sam prepares a final scan around the parameter of the small apartment room, she notice some movement, deep far at the end of the room, near the second entrance just behind her back. Normally a person wouldn't had notice this, but Sam, as a decendant and last of the ninja family, she was raised to be aware all the time. Some more attention paid to the movement shows that's the guy she wanted. Steady, Sam said to herself. Don't let him know that you've notice him.
The criminal is still moving slowly towards the exit. He carefully not to make a sound, and Sam is impressed by his ability. Just as the man tries to open the door, backing his back to Sam, Sam swiftly draw her long katana, while moving backwards towards the exit. Eventhough she's the last of her kind, but yet she's gifted with skills that amaze even her elders. Her movements was fast and graceful, and a single swing of her katana draws the end of life for the criminal.
"Operation, beast is found and dead. Operation out" Sam acknowledge the team again. Finally, she thought. Finally she can say good bye to being a hunter, and can move onwards being a warrior. She's looking forward to work sololy, as a member of the Commando's family.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
"So what exactly happen next?" Aeris voice rose P out of his thought of the incident.
"Of course I rush towards that girl, according to protocol 3.15c it is our priority to save civilians ..."
"Yeah I know that protocol... I wrote it before... I mean where's the girl now?"
"I don't know. I remember rushing towards her, grab her and cover her as much as I could. I took a few shots at my back then I pass up... till they pick me up and back over here..."
"Hmm... I can't transmit your report like this..."
"???"
"Apparently, Baret's team search over the parameter. None were found the existence of the scout ship nor the crazy girl you try to saved. The worst senario is that there isn't any prove to your words, except those scars of yours..."
"Aeris! You know that I never lie to you. I saw BOTH the ship and the girl! Their tracks can be easily covered up by the heavy snow then."
"I know you won't lie to me... Great Commando P... You got that title not for nothing you know. I'll investigate this and see what turns up. OK?"
"Thanks Aeris..."
"Of course I rush towards that girl, according to protocol 3.15c it is our priority to save civilians ..."
"Yeah I know that protocol... I wrote it before... I mean where's the girl now?"
"I don't know. I remember rushing towards her, grab her and cover her as much as I could. I took a few shots at my back then I pass up... till they pick me up and back over here..."
"Hmm... I can't transmit your report like this..."
"???"
"Apparently, Baret's team search over the parameter. None were found the existence of the scout ship nor the crazy girl you try to saved. The worst senario is that there isn't any prove to your words, except those scars of yours..."
"Aeris! You know that I never lie to you. I saw BOTH the ship and the girl! Their tracks can be easily covered up by the heavy snow then."
"I know you won't lie to me... Great Commando P... You got that title not for nothing you know. I'll investigate this and see what turns up. OK?"
"Thanks Aeris..."
Thursday, March 18, 2004
P slowly crawl through the white terrain, towards the possible location of the doisturbance. He himsalf do not like stealth work. He do admit that an surprise attack or a major understandance of his enemy location or strength helps a lot in a battle, but he prefer to rush towards the enemy, risking what it takes. Perhaps that's what Aeris always say to him, "You're such a fool sometimes, rushing into things, but surprisingly you did well each time" Dispite his like or dislikeness, P understand himself fairly well that he needs to know what cause that big disturnace to the peaceful surroundings.
Snows that fall cover his tracks as he crawl slowly towards north, to an empty opening that used to be a loading bay when the defensive turrets were build. P knows the surroundings quite well as he was one of the commandos in charge of the security during construction. But somehow, he knows somethings wrong here. Something is going to happen. His mighty six sense, that's helped him a lot of times before, is telling him to be extra careful, and he decides to follow its advice.
From a far P could see a big black shadow on the loading bay. No doubt it is an enemy craft, perhaps a scouting unit. Even though a scout ship's attack and defense is not a big problem for P, but he has to be carfull. Any little mistake during battle will be fatal. Sowly P scan through the surroundings. Two units K-bots (a type of enemy soldier robots that are used on surface combat, with blaster gun as primaly weapon) guarding in front, with two more at the back.
"Hmm... this won't be a problem..." but before P could continue his thought on his stragety, his eyes caught on something that moves slowly and faintly towards the Ospasus craft. Althought still far his eyes could grabs that shadow is a small kid walking towards the enemy!
Snows that fall cover his tracks as he crawl slowly towards north, to an empty opening that used to be a loading bay when the defensive turrets were build. P knows the surroundings quite well as he was one of the commandos in charge of the security during construction. But somehow, he knows somethings wrong here. Something is going to happen. His mighty six sense, that's helped him a lot of times before, is telling him to be extra careful, and he decides to follow its advice.
From a far P could see a big black shadow on the loading bay. No doubt it is an enemy craft, perhaps a scouting unit. Even though a scout ship's attack and defense is not a big problem for P, but he has to be carfull. Any little mistake during battle will be fatal. Sowly P scan through the surroundings. Two units K-bots (a type of enemy soldier robots that are used on surface combat, with blaster gun as primaly weapon) guarding in front, with two more at the back.
"Hmm... this won't be a problem..." but before P could continue his thought on his stragety, his eyes caught on something that moves slowly and faintly towards the Ospasus craft. Althought still far his eyes could grabs that shadow is a small kid walking towards the enemy!
Tuesday, January 27, 2004
A standalone routine checking missile turret. That's what P's mission for the day. Sounds simple, but he knows well that he's gonna hate this. He's never good around machines... and accident seems to happen around him when he gotten involve with machinery. Perhaps that's why I joins in the Commando Team, away from machinery, P thought. P never used gunnery, either from simple classic barreta 9mm, or to the more refined plasma beam weaponry. Aiming seems hard to him using them. To him, his trusty old double-edge knive works the best to him. More like a boomerang to most people, but sharper than any swords or knives that exist. Again, P doesn't know how he got the weapon. Perhaps he himself make it? Or he bought it? Or perhaps treasures from his family? Not knowing the true past of himself makes himself sick all the time.
"Blue wire... green one... connect to here... controller there... ah..."
"I hate this job..." P said to himself.
"If it wasn't that slimy Joseph I won't be at here... dealing with these dumb machines..." P said to himself, slamming over the turret cover hard.
"Bang!"
P stop. He's ears open wide. Something doesn't sounds right. That sound just now isn't from the slamming on the turret, but lies somewhere to his east. Someone or something is there. P always trusted his instict rather than true facts. The Commando team was trained to be always prepare for anything, anytime, anywhere. Knowing what he should do, P put himself in stealth, crawling through slightly below the surface of thick snow on the floor, towards the source of the sound.
"Blue wire... green one... connect to here... controller there... ah..."
"I hate this job..." P said to himself.
"If it wasn't that slimy Joseph I won't be at here... dealing with these dumb machines..." P said to himself, slamming over the turret cover hard.
"Bang!"
P stop. He's ears open wide. Something doesn't sounds right. That sound just now isn't from the slamming on the turret, but lies somewhere to his east. Someone or something is there. P always trusted his instict rather than true facts. The Commando team was trained to be always prepare for anything, anytime, anywhere. Knowing what he should do, P put himself in stealth, crawling through slightly below the surface of thick snow on the floor, towards the source of the sound.
Monday, January 26, 2004
P focus his mind back into his mission. A very simple one. That's what his superior always say to him. But what does he know, P thought. Always sitting around nicely air-cond room, not knowing the real danger outside. There's always unwanted error, calculations, factors that could affect a single mission, be it just a routine equipment check, or a front assult to Ospasus bases. The factors are so unknown that not even any veterans could tell what might happens next. That's where the commando teams come in specialty. Always prepare for anything, be it good or bad, in their own way. And with P around, nothing does seems impossible.
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Looking back into his past, he sees nothing but darkness and emptiness from his heart. He remembers nothing about his past, a price to pay for defending Fort Amen against the Ospasus. P tried his best for finding his family, but it is in vain. The only family that he remembers is Commander Aries, who is his supervisor and look after him during the war. He look up upon P, and sees P as his son. For in his mind P is more than just a commando under his command, and more than just a son. To him, P might be the answer to end the war...
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
The year is unknown, although it has been said around 100 years after the great war of humans and Ospasus. History has been wiped up, the past is already a legend, when people had been fighting for their freedom, for their homes so long, that they had forgotten, and leave everything else behind. There is still hope, some how, for that's what P had in mind so long ago. He always believe that someday, they will win the war, and get their once lovely planet back for good.
Ospasus is an alien spesies that came to Earth around 200 years ago. Their purpose at first is said to be exchanging technology and inteligence, for building a better future. But after the incident of ZMY001, it is known that Ospasus's main objective ain't the humans, technologies or anything related to the human beings. But instead, they're only interest in Earth, or rather say, Earth's minerals...
Ospasus is an alien spesies that came to Earth around 200 years ago. Their purpose at first is said to be exchanging technology and inteligence, for building a better future. But after the incident of ZMY001, it is known that Ospasus's main objective ain't the humans, technologies or anything related to the human beings. But instead, they're only interest in Earth, or rather say, Earth's minerals...
Tuesday, December 16, 2003
P has been looking back into his time...
where he's been journeying around with his friends...
towards the unknown, and battling the unknown forces that's been playing with them
but for he knows too well that it is the Ospasus, a powerful alien force that comes upon Earth in another 100-200 years from now...
know about the future?
that's not what it's real with...
may the real story begins...
where he's been journeying around with his friends...
towards the unknown, and battling the unknown forces that's been playing with them
but for he knows too well that it is the Ospasus, a powerful alien force that comes upon Earth in another 100-200 years from now...
know about the future?
that's not what it's real with...
may the real story begins...
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