Futuristic Against the Cosmic Tide

[Chains]

An Intergalactic adventure between
Chains x The Mechanist
inspired by the combination of several sci-fi games!​

 

[Chains]

Celeste-8 leaned against a wall across from a window showcasing the great expanse and fiddled with a display screen on her wrist with the latest update her system software had received. There had been a recent virus spreading throughout the interweb and it had been a precaution that all android models download the update to protect themselves. It was the work of a hacker, nothing new, and it's purpose was to take over the bodies of androids while erasing their memory data. Celeste-8 had been one of the people who had helped develop it and so far the results had been promising. However, it was only a matter of time before a new virus emerged. It was an endless cycle.

Her eyes lifted from the screen to take in the view before her. The space station, Carrier of Hope, had been repurposed as a hub for species of different planets to converge. No longer as just a place to house humans now that they had found Terra, it had been transformed a thriving metropolis for refueling ships, entertainment and leisure. Sometimes it was overwhelming how fast everything moved within it. Celeste-8 pushed off the wall to start the walk back to her designated room. A call started to come through her system and she answered when the name of the human councilman who represented humans appeared.

"Councilor Torres, what can I do for you? Has someone reported an issue with the update?" Celeste asked as the image of an older man with short dark, greying hair and hazel eyes.

"Thankfully not, Celeste. There is an important meeting happening in about 2 system hours among the council members and I want you there." Councilman Torres replied sternly making the frown lines on his face grow even deeper.

"I'll be there then Councilor. Will you be sending me a debrief on what the meeting is about?" Celeste questioned and Torres nodded his head.

"It'll be sent in a moment. I will tell you that it has to do with the growing concern over what has happened at Bode's Galaxy." Torres answered and after a moment the sound of a message being received pinged in Celeste's system.

"Alright, I'll look over the documents and see you at the meeting." She stated and Torres hung up.

Celeste stood there for a moment and then let out a sigh. Her eyes drifted back up to look out the window again into space and thought about Bode's Galaxy which was three jumps away from Hope. She had a good idea of what the meeting was about. Images recently had swept through the interweb of strange, tiny creatures swarming around inhabitants in great numbers and overwhelming them. Speculation ranged from a new species to a new viral infection to denial. Celeste hadn't developed an opinion about herself, but if she was being invited to the meeting then there had to be some truth to the videos.

She pulled up the documents and began to read the briefing in her mind as her feet carried her towards a different destination.

 

[The Mechanist]

Finariel sighed as he looked at the tablet in his hands, “the hell is this about? They want me to go on some sort of special mission? Why me?” He asked his CO. “Well Fin, you come highly recommended,” said the man. The two in the back of a ship that was transporting them both to a meeting on the executive level of the Carrier of hope.

“And so they pull me off of my current assignment? I left my tools over there!” He said to him.

“Don’t worry, your belongings are being sent back to your cube and that will get transported to the ship.” Said the man.

“But I wasn’t finished…I can’t trust Jenkins to do what I can do, he’s got the brain of a damn hazel nut!” Exclaimed fin.

“Look I know you’re not happy but trust me when I say this mission….its not what it seems….your place in this vessel….its a matter of extinction for all life.”

Fin paused at the news, “boss….tell me…where the hell are you sending me?”

“I can’t tell you….all that will be revealed at the brief.”

“Thomas….am I going to die?” He asked him. “Is this one of those one way ticket suicide missions?”

Tom sighed as he got quiet, not answering his question and opting to instead hand him a weapon case.

“Shit….” Was all Fin said as he took the weapon and put it next to him. “Guess I better make the most of it then….guess it was nice knowing you colonel.”

“Fin come on….you’ll be back. Survival is just….low is all.” Said the colonel.

“Oh yeah that makes it all better….guess if it’s my time it’s my time. But I go out in my terms ya hear? So aside from this pretty gun, I want explosives.”

“Don’t worry Fin, you’ll have a blank check for this assignment….i recommend you spend it well.”