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| KexMex | Mar 2 2009, 12:56 PM |
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EPISODE XIV: BATTLE AT MIDNIGHT July 10th, 2044 C.A.T HQ, Stefansborg, Sweden The team sat still, with little interest awaiting the arrival of their new member. Peter chewed on bubble gum, Tanja was reading a comic book (Adventures of Ultraman Elite), Casper looked at a magazine about aircraft, and Johan just looked absent-mindedly out the window. Emelie, on the other hand, stood upright, looking at the clock. The new member, Morita Taiki, was late by half an hour. “Chickened out, I say”, Casper smiled. “He’ll be here”, Emelie reassured them. “What makes him so special to you?” Johan asked. “You act like he’s worth as much as the four of us.” “Well at least two of you”, Emelie grinned. Peter popped a bubble and smiled. “What a burn”, he explained. Almost seconds later, a young Asian man in a C.A.T uniform entered the room. “Morita Taiki reporting for duty”, he said. “I apologize for the delay, but I got stalled by a news report of an abnormality in the Stockholm harbor!” “Wow”, Casper said. “Nice entrance.” “Thank you sir”, Taiki smiled. “I suggest, however, that we waste no more time on me. I am, after all, here to serve the team.” “I suppose”, Peter said. “You’ll still get a welcome party, though.” “I pushed them for that”, Emelie smiled. The C.A.T team looked shocked. Captain Emelie... looked FRIENDLY? How… why… what? “As Morita said”, Emelie turned to the team, “there have been reports of an abnormality in Stockholm. Apparently, the fish is dying out, and fish skeletons are covering the surface. Since there’s no explanation to be found, we’re getting called in. I suspect…” “…A monster”, Tanja grinned. “Like you always do.” Stockholm Harbor Apart from all the dead fish, the day was floating on normally. The weather was nice, the sun was shining, and everyone went along with their own business. Suddenly, a monster burst out of the water. It looked like a gigantic, humanoid sharklike creature. Its head was long and had a short, sword-like protrusion on the snout, and a fin on the back. Its mouth was filled with frightening teeth, and its hands possessed quite intimidating claws. It emitted a roar that was not entirely unlike the sound of an elephant, quickly sending the people off running in fear. Its name was Fukumono. Fukumono roared his peculiar roar again and stepped further into the harbor, approaching dry land. Boats turned from the harbor in terror, shook with the rough waves Fukumono emitted, and some smaller ones tipped over by just that. As Fukumono heard a horn signal from a large ship, he turned to it, enraged at the disturbance. Opening his mouth, he expelled a big mass of acid at the ship. Hit with the cascade, the ship slowly burned apart, and fukumono roared with glee before turning around and walking to land again. That’s when C.A.T’s jet squadron arrived. This time, they were not four. They were five, as Taiki had been provided his own jet. “C.A.T unit scatter!” Casper shouted as the combat leader. “Cat 2, 3 and 5 attack from behind. Cat 4, you go with me.” The others acknowledged the order and split up. Peter, Tanja and Taiki flew around to Fukumono’s back and began emptying their weaponry upon him, while Casper flew straight for his face and Johan followed him tightly behind. Fukumono, enraged, turned to the closest target, that being Casper, and expelled his acid again. Johan reacted immediately and shot a beam at Casper’s jet, immediately emitting a spherical shield that reflected the acid back on Fukumono. As the monster screamed in pain, Casper shot a missile from his jet. The missile hit Fukumono’s mouth, causing him to accidentally swallow. A moment of silence followed, then a thundering noise from inside the monster’s body. As a cascade of smoke emitted from Fukumono’s mouth, he finally fell down dead into the water. After the inevitable splash, the people watching started to happily shout, applaud and cheer at C.A.T’s success. July 12th, 2044 C.A.T HQ, Stefansborg At C.A.T’s headquarters, everyone was being cheery and happy. Although the team rarely took itself seriously in truth, they didn’t often have a chance to actually throw a part. Alcohol was prohibited while on-duty, but Emelie scraped in the reserve team for a few extra days. The reserve team usually handled the little free time the main team could be granted, and even then it was rarely more than two replaced members. This time, Captain Emelie pushed them in for an entire week, and arranged for a nice welcoming party for Taiki. This is an Earth feast? Pole asked Peter inside his head, as Peter sat with a beer in the corner. Sort of. It’s just a party to welcome Taiki to the team. Oh, I figured it was a tradition. Nope. If you want to see a nice tradition, wait until… he didn’t get further than that before Tanja gripped his arm. “Come on, you lazy head”, she smiled, a bit drunkenly. “Let’s dance!” “I, uh, I don’t dance”, he attempted, but she just pulled him up. “You do now!” she said and dragged him onto the dance floor. In another corner, Taiki sat with Johan and Emelie, who was clearly very intoxicated. “But you’re Japanese”, Johan said. “How come you were on the Chinese team?” “There’s a high demand for Japanese monster fighters”, Taiki smiled. “Since we’re the country most used to it.” Johan nodded when Taiki explained it. “So why’d you move here?” he asked again. “There really isn’t much action going on in China”, Taiki said. “I heard about some very frequent incidents here, like Flamosaurus, Skodd, Greenmons, Kraken and Keela. I figured I should be where I’m needed, eh?” Johan nodded. “Well, you were a real help with Fukumons”, he said. “Speaking of which, those weapons weren’t in my files…” “We bought ‘em with the new moneys”, Emelie giggled. “Same way we bought you!” and she burst into a hilarious laugh. “Ignore her”, a passing Casper said, “she’s drunk. Speaking of which, that raise we were talking about, Cap?” “Sure, sure, whatever”, she said before walking off to the bar… again. As Peter, not having touched any alcohol, looked out the window, he saw something outside. It was an Ultra Sign! “Sorry, Tanja”, he excused himself, “I really need to go to the bathroom.” “Aww, how boooooring!” she complained. “Casper, let’s dance!” Outside C.A.T HQ Peter rushed out in the night. The message had, according to Pole, said “meet me outside”, so he didn’t need to go far. He soon saw someone looking at him. It was an attractive, black-haired woman in her mid-30s dressed in a black trench coat and matching clothing under, including gloves and boots. She also wore sunglasses, even in the dark. He stopped looking at her. Was she the one giving the message? She approached him slowly. When she finally reached him, she stopped, staring him in the face with a face devoid of emotion. She reminded an awful lot of Bogara. “Who… are you?” he asked. “My name is… Morgan”, she replied. Another moment of silence followed, before she added “You are the host of Ultraman Pole.” “Y-you know!?” he said, shocked. “You reacted to the message. It is obvious.” “What do you want?” he asked, a bit nervous. She didn’t reply. He was going to ask it again when she suddenly pushed him in the chest with an open palm. The move somehow sent him flying several feet before landing in a bush. “Hey, are you insane!?” he yelled as he got up. She just kept her hand out, even acting oblivious to the fact that Peter now pointing his gun at her. “If you make use of that firearm”, Morgan said, “I shall incinerate you.” “With what?” he muttered. As a reply, she emitted a purple lightning bolt from her open palm, impacting the ground in front of him. He took a quick step back, but didn’t fire. “What are you!?” he yelled. “Interested”, Morgan mumbled. “And I’m not the only one.” As she took a step forward, she added “Now defend yourself.” Peter got time to emit a confused “what” before she moved, at lightning-fast speed, up to him and delivered a punch to his jaw. Peter was sent flying again, but rolled to his feet, protected by Pole’s powers from any serious harm. Those moves… Pole said, this woman must be an Ultran! “Are you Ultran?” Peter asked. He’d taken away his gun and stood now in a hand-to-hand combat pose, even though he was unable to employ Pole’s powers as efficiently as Morgan fought. “Hah hah hah”, Morgan smiled, “I am not. You know me as Necrona Seijin.” As she said this, Peter gasped. “It’s YOU?” “Indeed. I came to this planet originally to feed, but you fascinate me, or more rather your guest.” “What?” Peter mumbled. “This heroism”, Morgan said. “ don’t comprehend it. What do you have to gain from saving this little meaningless planet?” “Fulfillment”, Pole’s voice came. In Peter’s head, he spoke as well. Transform. I wish to talk to this woman. Peter nodded and transformed. In his place now stood a human-sized Ultraman Pole. “Necrona”, Pole said, “I’m more interested in your disregard for others’ business.” “I don’t SEE why”, Morgan said, now attaining her familiar multi-voice while shifting into her true, entirely black form. “ It is AS you say not MY business.” “That doesn’t mean you can mess it up! You’re more of a problem than you seem to think. Earth is clearly not your kind of planet.” “How RUDE of YOU”, Morgan said. “Are YOU telling me TO leave after just one DATE?” “For God’s sake, speak so I can hear you!” Pole moaned. “Very well”, the woman said, shifting into Morgan’s voice again. “But your heroism amuses me. I think I shall watch it in action for the night.” “What?” Pole asked. Morgan smiled, and suddenly a bizarre-looking monster emerged amongst the buildings nearby. It was hard to see in the dark, but it was almost completely shaped like a human male. “Corpus”, Morgan said as she faded into thin air, “battle Ultraman. If he does not wish to fight, kill humans until he does.” The monster made a sound that was as if a human breathed heavily, and looked around. Corpus, seeing no Ultraman, turned upon a nearby building and slammed his fist down on it. The building’s roof immediately broke down, but Pole reacted and grew to giant size, challenging the monster. Corpus saw him, and breathed heavily before charging. Pole slammed him aside, but noted several small objects fall off where the blow connected. Looking closely, he saw that they were humans. Corpus was made out of dead humans! Corpus rose and held his hands out. From them, a hailstorm of human bone parts flew upon Pole, who was taken aback mostly out of surprise. “NECRONAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” he shouted in rage and punched the disgusting creature’s chest, causing yet another rain of corpses to fall. Still, Corpus stood unharmed. It didn’t matter wherever Pole hit, Corpus didn’t have any bones to break, and didn’t need muscles to attack. Pole, mostly out of rage, threw a Polium Blade at the creature, decapitating it. Corpus’ body stumbled for a while before falling. Pole was surprised, but saw a purple sphere amongst the corpses that had made the head. Immediately after, Necrona Seijin appeared in giant form. Flashing her eyes purple, the sphere flew up and entered her chest. As this happened, the corpses faded away. “Good WORK Ultraman I AM very pleased.” Pole charged her, furious at her treatment of the dead, but Necrona waved and faded into thin air once again. Pole, alone, decided to transform back to Peter. Let’s go back to the party, Peter said. There’s nothing we can do to trace her. That’s true, Pole muttered, and they went in again. Edited by KexMex, Mar 4 2009, 04:13 PM.
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