09-15-2014, 07:18 PM
She plummeted through the skies and towards the drop point, arms outstretched. Even through her suit she could feel the wind buffeting her, upwards. 500 metres to impact, read her heads-up-display. She descended into the city proper and the lights rushed past.
“Anti-grav,” she said. “Activate.”
A strange energy filled the suit. She felt it, and in the same moment felt supernaturally light. Her momentum continued. As the heads-up display quickly ticked down-
400 metres
-She angled her toes downwards ever so slightly. Her jetpack lit up gently and began to slow her descent.
300 metres
She flipped forward, testing her agility. First forward, then to each side, then backwards, curling into a ball and spinning against the current of the updraft.
200 metres
Finally she sailed back out, limbs outstretched once more, and began to slow her descent. At this altitude she could make out the detail on the streets below. People were moving in a definite direction. There was an exodus away from the elevators. Here and there she saw squadrons of stormtroopers co-ordinating themselves. From this height she could see everything.
She saw a potential catastrophe.
100 metres
She righted herself, angling her boots downwards and finally stopping her descent. She stood in the air and surveyed the situation. Then she headed downwards, in the most likely trajectory.
She landed in an empty street. Her X-Ray visor pulsed, seeing through the surrounding buildings. Nothing. She stepped forward. It was oddly quiet.
Then a chill ran through her.
He was right there.
Not even hiding. He was walking strangely. In no particular rush, it seemed. He saw Samus.
“Surrender yourself,” said Samus. She raised her arm cannon and trained it on the android’s head. “And I won’t have to kill you.”
The figure cocked his head. Eyed the gun. And then he spoke.
“Anti-grav,” she said. “Activate.”
A strange energy filled the suit. She felt it, and in the same moment felt supernaturally light. Her momentum continued. As the heads-up display quickly ticked down-
400 metres
-She angled her toes downwards ever so slightly. Her jetpack lit up gently and began to slow her descent.
300 metres
She flipped forward, testing her agility. First forward, then to each side, then backwards, curling into a ball and spinning against the current of the updraft.
200 metres
Finally she sailed back out, limbs outstretched once more, and began to slow her descent. At this altitude she could make out the detail on the streets below. People were moving in a definite direction. There was an exodus away from the elevators. Here and there she saw squadrons of stormtroopers co-ordinating themselves. From this height she could see everything.
She saw a potential catastrophe.
100 metres
She righted herself, angling her boots downwards and finally stopping her descent. She stood in the air and surveyed the situation. Then she headed downwards, in the most likely trajectory.
She landed in an empty street. Her X-Ray visor pulsed, seeing through the surrounding buildings. Nothing. She stepped forward. It was oddly quiet.
Then a chill ran through her.
He was right there.
Not even hiding. He was walking strangely. In no particular rush, it seemed. He saw Samus.
“Surrender yourself,” said Samus. She raised her arm cannon and trained it on the android’s head. “And I won’t have to kill you.”
The figure cocked his head. Eyed the gun. And then he spoke.
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