章 2: One day
A pair of men dressed in military uniforms sat in the cockpit of a helicopter hovering over the desolate land below. Skyscrapers, all but worn down to sections in sinkholes, if they weren't bitten in half first.
A ravine filled with some kind of tendril fleshy material occupying it. If it wasn't for the community of planted makeshift homes nearby they would've written it off as a dead zone.
This was the outer ghetto. Or to be specific the outer ghetto of the Far East, formerly known as Japan.
"I don't get why HQ doesn't just abandon this place. The shield wall doesn't last for more than a month at a time." The co-pilot said, cynically.
"Couldn't tell you, not paid enough, these people might be worse off than you, INMATE!" The pilot said, knocking on the cockpit door.
The other side hiding the third passenger did not respond.
"This place is dead in the water, let's not stick around any longer than we have to." The co-pilot said reaching for a dial.
Without warning the instruments and readouts were all fluctuating.
"What's going on!?" the pilot said, attempting to steady the chopper.
The co-pilot worked to readjust all the dials he could but flinched when a blue figure streaked past the window.
"Oh no..." the pilot said, his voice filled with terror. His co-pilot immediately upon seeing this, slowly turned his head up.
"It can't be, there were no reports of any live sighting in this area!" the co-pilot screamed.
"G-get on the radio! It's a Psion!" the pilot shouted, desperately trying to maneuver the helicopter away from the sharp projectiles that were shot at their vehicle.
They were like ice. So cold, yet so sharp.
"MAY-DAY, MAY-DAY, this is a Fenrir Prison Convoy. This is an SOS, we require immediate backup! Psion sighted in the area! Can anyone hear me!" The co-pilot said, attempting multiple frequencies. All that could be heard was incoherent static.
"HELLO, ANYONE!? PLEASE RESPOND!" they screamed. The helicopter shook before the co-pilot could scream again.
"ZYGOTES! THERE'S TOO MANY!" the pilot said, bearing all his weight on the yoke.
The helicopter was swarmed by creatures that looked like women fused with eggshells, red, brown, and blue.
The horde bombarded the chopper with misty projectiles and forced it into a spinout. The screams of the pilots could barely be heard before it crashed down to the ground below.
The zygotes floated down to inspect the smoldering wreckage. When all seemed quiet, the cargo door was suddenly flung open and flew off its hinges.
One figure emerged from the helicopter's remains and stood before the zygotes. A black coat with grey slacks, on his dome, was a sleek helmet. It completely enveloped their head and left no openings. The facial screen was completely tinted black.
As the zygotes formed on the figure, a blue mist descended.
A bird-like creature standing as a human, landed within the ring of zygotes. It's humanoid face that of a female, with an upper body to match.
Under it's blue wings were purple hazes and particles grafted to the feathers. It let out howl to inimidate the helmet clad person.
In turn, they reveavled a broad blade, half the size of the 10m monster. It looked like an improptu claymore. It had a wide body, but one could mistake it for a spatula.
Regardless they stuck it into the ground, and prepared for battle.
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