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KexMex	Mar 2 2009, 11:25 AM
Transgendered transcultural transracial transspeciesist Posts: 2,706 Group: Members Member #77 Joined: July 17, 2007 Favorite giant monster film: Gojira (1954) Favorite horror film: Frankenstein (1931) Favorite sci-fi film: Frankenstein (1931)	EPISODE III: OIL RIG OPERATION April 17th, 2044 C.A.T HQ, Stefansborg At C.A.T HQ, Tanja, Emelie and Johan were enjoying a nice afternoon in front of the TV. The nicest part about working for C.A.T would be that most of the time, the team did not do very much. Emelie had a lot of work, as the team’s Captain, but she comforted herself with being able to tease the others with the fact that she was able to skip going into the field. Otherwise, C.A.T just hung around unless something was suspicious and demanded their attention, but most of the time these occurrences were nothing special in particular. “What time is it?” Emelie asked. “Around six, I’d think”, Johan muttered. “Oh, then it’s time for the news”, Emelie said and switched channel. A young suit-clad female came on screen. “…But it is unknown if Malmö Iron Mine will resume operations in the near future. According to C.A.T, no direct harm to the mine was caused in the incident, but the forest in the mine’s immediate area suffered severe damage, especially from the freezing wind caused during the battle.” “Oh, we just missed our news story”, Tanja smiled. “This time, it was bigger than the Fuegosaurus.” “Shush-shush, I’m listening”, Emelie said. “Another news”, the newswoman continued, “A second oil tanker has disappeared near the oil rig Statfjord A in Norwegian waters. The ship Tjatse was on its way to the oil rig, but vanished with no trace, and many link the incident to the earlier disappearance of the oil tanker Statfjordsstjernen. Coast guard is searching the area, but has as of this moment found no trace of the missing ship or its crew.” “Whoa”, Johan said, stunned. “How can a ship just disappear like that?” “Not one”, Emelie said, just as shocked. “Two. Two big oil tankers.” The newswoman continued. “The next news story covers the same area, as a new breed of octopuses has been found in Statfjord. It is unknown how they appeared, but so far over 2 000 of the Statfjord Octopus have been spotted. Marine biologists are clueless as to how the octopuses showed up so suddenly in such an amount, and also clueless regarding their ability to stay hidden for so long. We go directly to Dr. J. Skurton Jr. for a comment…” At that moment, Emelie turned the TV off. She closed her eyes and leaned back. Johan and Tanja began to feel nervous, for this was what Emelie usually did when she suspected something special. “Um, boss”, Johan began, “I don’t think that’s anything for us…” “I agree”, Tanja nodded, “We don’t have anything to do with it. Besides, you don’t think those OCTOPUSES would’ve caused the ships’ disappearances, do you?” “It’s exactly what I think”, Emelie mumbled. “I want you two, Casper and Peter to go to Statfjord and investigate this matter. “But, boss-” “I said go”, Emelie said swiftly, rose up and left the room. Johan and Tanja looked at each other, and sighed. En route by C.A.T Jet to Oil Rig Statfjord A, off the coast of Norway “She actually suspects a bunch of ink machines to abduct ships?” Peter complained on the radio. “This isn’t C.A.T business…” “I guess”, Casper replied. “But at least we get something to do.” “It takes HOURS to go there”, Johan backed up. “Besides, I’m pretty sure D.O.G will be there too.” “Ah, won’t that be a show?” Tanja giggled. “Peter’s little buddy could be with them!” “Shut up, Tanja”, Peter snapped. He had a long-running rivalry with Max Umbridge, a D.O.G member. The two didn’t exactly hate each other, but they would go out of their way to ruin each other’s day pretty often. As they arrived at the large platform, their compact jets were able to fit all on one of its large landing platforms, made for multiple helicopters. A peek on the other platform confirmed that D.O.G was present on Statfjord A. C.A.T disembarked from the jets and went to greet with the coast guard members also on the platform. “Hello!” one of them said. “You must be C.A.T. I am Haakon Berger”, he said while shaking hands. “Your colleague organization D.O.G is also here assisting us.” “I know”, Peter muttered. “So what have we got so far?” “Honestly”, Haakon said, “We have not found anything specific out from this. D.O.G are preparing for a special submarine probe to search the spots where the ships were last seen. I must admit that I suspect those octopuses to have something to do with this.” “Couldn’t someone have taken the ships for the oil?” Tanja asked. “Impossible”, Haakon said. “The ships were en route here to collect oil. They were empty.” “I see”, Casper said. “Well, guys, let’s go piss D.O.G off for a while!” he added, laughing, and went off. The rest of C.A.T split up in different directions to spend some time, since they felt like they couldn’t do much anyway. An hour later, Peter was looking at the water from the edge of the lower part of the platform. Peaceful, isn’t it? he heard in his head. What!? Who’re you? Peter thought. Er, it’s me. Ultraman Pole. The guy who’s renting a room in your body, remember? You… I forgot you could talk to me like this. Peter said in surprise. I just never had much to say, Pole sighed. But you know, half an Earth month has gone, and I was starting to feel lonely. Peter laughed a bit. Oh well. How do you like Earth so far? It’s a nice place, Pole said cheerily. I finally understand what the others said when they talked of their adventures on Earth. That’s right, I forgot, Peter remembered. You’re not exactly the first, huh? No, Pole agreed, we’ve been around for quite a while. “Evenin’, landlubber”, a voice said. Peter turned around and saw a smiling Max Umbridge. “Oh, it’s you”, Peter muttered. “Shouldn’t you be sipping tea or something?” “Hey”, Max said, “That was uncalled for.” Peter was honestly surprised. “Wow”, he uttered, “That’s unlike you.” “Really?” Max said. “Well, I'll be mean then, if you like that better.” He smiled again, and left. "I'll be mean”? Peter thought to himself. Is that really Max? “Probe has reached target area”, D.O.G member Steve Digger said, while both D.O.G and C.A.T were with him. “I’ll go deeper now.” “How does it look?” Max asked. “Nothing so far”, Steve said. They were looking at a monitor showing both a radar and camera from the probe. “Wait, what’s that?” asked Alexis Raven, pointing at something on the radar. “No idea”, Steve said. “I’ll go a bit closer and see.” And he turned the probe and sent it speeding to the object. “It’s moving!” Alexis exclaimed. “And man, it’s FAST!” Only seconds later, the connection to the probe was cut. “What was that thing?” Tanja said. “No idea”, Casper said. “But I think it’s safe to assume that it took the ships.” “Obviously”, Steve nodded. Suddenly, one of the coast guard members ran into the room. “Something’s coming!” he shouted. C.A.T and D.O.G ran up and outside, where they through binoculars saw a very fast object just below the water surface heading for Statfjord A. As it sped onward, they could spot long tentacles on it. “Some kind of squid-type monster?” Max theorized. “Regardless… D.O.G! Let’s intercept it!” The D.O.G team nodded and headed for their jets. “Shall we fly off too?” Johan asked. “No”, Tanja said. “Let’s stay here. If they screw up, then sure, we’ll hop in.” Peter and Casper nodded. “D.O.G unit”, Max said on the D.O.G radio. “We’ll use the Storm Missiles. Aim for the head, people.” The D.O.G pilots did as told, and fired their Storm Missiles. The missiles, upon impact with the titanic octopus monster, the Kraken, created a powerful electric shock at his body. However, this didn’t even slow the beast down. As the Kraken sped past the D.O.G jets, his beak opened, and he vomited up a cascade of octopuses in the air. The jets avoided the attack, but now the Kraken jumped out of the water! A long leap made the monster land on the side of Statfjord A, with his long tentacles wrapping around its pillars and sides. D.O.G turned around and prepared to fire again. “Wait”, Steven said, “There are people on the platform. We can’t risk harming them!” “Damn”, Max swore, “You’re right. What should we do?” “I don’t know”, Steven and Alexis said in chorus. They circled around the structure for a while, until more octopuses began flying at them. One hit Max’s wing. As he looked, he saw electric sparks come from the octopus. “Oh shit”, he said. “What?” Alexis asked. “They absorb electricity. I think we might’ve charged them up.” But shortly after saying this, the Kraken whipped at his jet and slammed a wing off. Max spinned down onto the oil rig and crashed. “How many of these things can he spit out?” Tanja said in anger as more octopuses flew from the Kraken. She shot two more out of her way with her beam-gun. “Can’t be an endless supply of them”, Johan answered over the noise. “Why does he attack, anyway?” “No idea”, Casper said. “Hey, where’d Peter go?” The Kraken sent an electric wave through its tentacles, shorting out all electricity on Statfjord A. As the monster was about to rip open the building, something came from the air and smashed him off with one blow. Kraken fell down into the water and tumbled around for a while until he straightened up and looked to see what attacked him. It was Ultraman Pole, standing on the empty platform D.O.G had used for their aircraft. The Kraken shot a cascade of ink at his new foe, but Pole dodged it. He grabbed the monster’s whipping tentacles and, after swinging it, tossed the Kraken away into the water. He then crossed his arms over his chest, held them straight out to his sides, and fired a series of small beams from his chest at the Kraken. The monster screeched in pain, and dove underwater. Pole looked around in confusion, until the Kraken leapt at him. Pole was pushed down into the water, and then the Kraken began pulling him down. Pole struggled to get up, for he was not good in deep water. The merciless Kraken would not let go, until Pole sent an energy pulse through his body. The Kraken was blasted off, and Pole swam up. As he reached the surface, the Kraken latched on to him again. However, it was quickly forced to let go by a series of beams to its side. Pole, confused, looked at the rig, where the beams came from. He saw the two remaining D.O.G jets, or at least something pretty similar, looking more like cannons. They had transformed their jets into cannons, powerful enough to blast away even the Kraken! Holding on to the oil rig, Pole prepared to finish the Kraken off… Until another surprise came. A beam of red light struck the Kraken, blasting it to pieces. Pole looked in the beam’s direction, but saw nothing there. Although confused, he noticed that his warning light had begun to blink red. Yelling “Shuwatch!”, Ultraman Pole disappeared into the sky. As Peter went into the oil rig again, he noticed that the octopuses had all died as well. Walking amongst the remains of the Kraken’s “army”, he finally met up with the others. “There you are”, Casper said. “I was wondering where you went off.” “I got to the other side”, Peter said hastily, “And then those octopuses cut me off.” Casper nodded in understanding. “I didn’t know D.O.G could do that”, Johan said. “That cannon thing, I mean.” “Well”, Tanja said, “We should be happy they can. It helped Ultraman. Speaking of which”, she added, “I wonder where he is now.” “Who knows”, Peter said. As C.A.T said their goodbyes, Peter went off to the D.O.G crew. “Max”, he said, “I want a word with you.” Max nodded and followed Peter around the corner. “What is it?” he asked. “I was going to ask something like that”, Peter said coldly. “You’re acting strange. Normally, you’d insult me until fists flew. What’s happened to you?” “Nothing”, Max smiled, “I’m fine, just fine. But thanks for worrying.” He went off without another word.’ I wonder… Peter heard Pole say. There’s something fishy about him. I think so too. Oh well, let’s not worry for now. As C.A.T returned to the HQ, Emelie stood there smiling widely. “Was I right or what?” Edited by KexMex, Mar 6 2009, 02:13 PM.
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