Confrontation.
Koko takes a step back, bits of glass crinkling below her armored heels as she continues to keep her attention in front of her. The individual covered in shadows walks forward, their white militant uniform glistening in the moonlight along with the jet-black hair being covered by a short-white worker’s cap.
Koko surveys her face, covered by a black face mask with two small turbine engines on the sides. She also notices a bleeding cut on the side of her cheek, most plausibly made from her shot fired earlier.
“W-wait… You’re just a kid? A human kid at that.” Koko scoffs with a hand on her hip.
The uniformed girl in front of her walks toward a wide-brown office desk, dragging her finger across the top filled with ash.
“Who do you ally yourself with?” Her voice comes out deep and rasps from the device enclosing her mouth.
Koko sighs and slumps her shoulder as she begins to walk toward the window. “I haven’t got time for this kid. There was a Ya’valt on that building over there and—“
“... You’re not very smart, are you?”
Koko jumps back and shields herself with her forearms as a brown-office desk is thrown at her front. Her battle suit takes the collateral damage, with the desk breaking onto both her sides as she looks through the dispersing rubble for her attacker.
Her eyes dart down, noticing the young-uniformed girl from before now at her front. The girl drives her fist into Koko’s chin, making her gasp as she’s plunged into the air.
The girl then grabs onto Koko's airborne leg and swings her into the office wall then rushes her with an arm tackle, making the cement and wood crackle and form a dense hole.
Koko looks up to the girl now pinning her on the ground with a handgun pointed toward her face.
“Space Patroller Miya, patrolling Sector 8 in ordinance of the Ya’valt Galactic Federation. You are to state your name, origin, and allegiance or I’ll have no choice but to—“
Miya’s statement is cut short as Koko pushes her off using her boots and flips back landing a few feet away. She then takes a metal capsule in the shape of a syringe from her suit’s arm pocket and sticks it into a small hole on her arm.
“Sorry Loliel, I had to pop some Tech-12, things have gotten a bit complicated.” Koko discloses with a click of her comms device.
The crevices of her battle suit create an orange glare as a smile spreads across her face. Miya eyes her up and down with a scowl and raises her handgun toward her, a whirring coming from the nozzle.
“What did you just inject yourself with?”
Koko laughs, her eyes becoming a light orange along with the muscles around her body becoming more defined. “Just something to level the playing field. You’d forgotten that there was another guest coming to this little dance.”
Miya looks down at the floor, it now vibrating along with the glass at her side as she takes a step back. With a triumphant roar, two of the white-skinned brutes shoot up from the floor, throwing debris around the room.
They drop onto either side of the large aperture they created and eye both of the females with snarls and piercing gazes.
Miya switches her gun’s angle from Koko then back to the beasts in an undecided manner, attempting to picture who’s the bigger threat. One of the beasts roars and jumps forward toward Koko, slicing the air with its razor-sharp claws.
In a nimble motion, Koko eludes the beast’s assault with a jump and lands on its hand. She then performs a backwards flip, allowing one of her feet to collide with the beast’s jaw causing him to fly into the air and back down the hole with a despaired yelp.
Miya’s eyes snap to her side, with the second brute appearing in a blur at her flank. It throws forward one of its broad clawed hands and clutches onto Miya’s abdomen and starts to squeeze down. She lets out a cough as a blue liquid starts to drip down her metal face mask, along with multiple cracks being heard from inside the beast’s binding grip.
The brute then slams her to the ground, howling in her face and covering her brow with white spittle. Miya brings her gun close to her side, its black wedges morphing along her hand and arm until its design resembles that of a hand cannon.
With a large whirl, the nozzle of the cannon gives off a white light as she angles it at the brute's stomach. The cannon then fires, initiating a broad white beam that shoots through his torso and breaks into multiple stories of the building radiating the heavens above.
The air is consumed with white ash while the floor and windows were smeared with the beast’s blue blood and severed entrails. With a sullen breath, the beast loosens its grip on Miya and starts to topple over.
Before it could land on top of her, she presses both her boots on its chest and pushes forward, causing it to crash through the window panes and descend onto the streets below.
Miya then lifts herself up and throws her metal face mask to the ground while holding her white uniform smeared with her own bodily fluids with a wince. Her attention turns to a metal rope rattling at the side of the building, walking over and looking down at Koko ascending down.
Her scaling is suddenly abrupt by a large pair of white-scaled hands crashing through the wall and bringing her forward. Miya turns to face above her as specs of dust and small debris break from the ceiling.
“RAAAAGH!” In a thundering rattle, one of the beasts crashes through the floor with both its hands formed into fists above her.
Before Miya could raise her gun, the beast’s hands slam onto her back, making her entire body knock onto the floor and then bounce back up. Miya's eyes widen, her lungs emptied making her gasp whilst her body lingers in the air for a brief second.
Miya falls to the floor and coughs up a puddle of blood, reaching with the tip of her fingers for her handgun only a few inches away.
Not finished with his assault, the beast then performs another slam of his fists on Miya’s backside, breaking the already shattering floor beneath them as they both plunge to the next level.
Wood, metal, and cement along with a long trail of smoky debris scatter across the room with the discordant thumps of its living occupants. Disoriented from the fall, Miya shakes her head with heavy eyelids; Her movements slowed as she coughs from the severe smog.
Miya looks down to where she now laid, a bone pile of blackened skeletons with a skinless membrane looking right at her. She performs another cough and grabs a skull and starts to back away on her hands.
Through the thick fog, the crackling of skeletons came ever so closer. A hole in the smoke made Miya shift to and fro as waited for the lingering attacker.
In a brazen howl, the white-skinned beast appeared once more its large-toned body overshadowing Miya’s adolescent figure with just its broad arms alone. It comes in close with its sharp teeth braced for bite, however, Miya jabs the skull into its mouth making it stumble back and shake its head.
Miya then attempts to stand up, limping on one leg as she uses a nearby wall as a crutch.
“Agh!” Her yelp is accompanied by a crunch in her lower abdomen, she looks down to see one of the decayed bones punctured in her stomach.
She slumps down on the wall, her blood trailing as she falls to the floor. Miya takes a deep breath with both of her hands grappling onto the bone, and with a quick chuck, she rips it from her stomach followed by a high-pitched shriek.
Blood splurts from the gash in her uniform and onto the floor in front of her as her eyes start to flutter close. Miya reaches for the left compartment on her belt and takes out a lengthy metal case with several different colored syringes.
With another wince, she takes a red-metal-coated syringe and lifts it to her leg. The beast snaps the skull in its mouth in half and charges toward her with another growl.
Miya punctures herself with the syringe allowing the needle to dig into her skin and dispense its glowing-red elixir.
She then sighs and leans her head onto the back of the wall as her eyes begin to glow immensely Her head then reels back, as the beast’s mouth was now in her vicinity with a large enough gullet to swallow her head whole.
Miya grabs onto the top and bottom of the beast's jaws, the only thing separating it from her tearing her apart. Her fingers bleed from them digging into the beast's teeth with it beginning to close down ever so slowly. Miya's eyes widen, and with a shout, she starts to spread his mouth wide open.
The beast performs a soft howl as its inner jawline starts to crack, its bloody mouth creating a puddle of blue fluid on the floor as it starts to reach for Miya. With a final snap, Miya rips its lower jaw from its mouth; Its yellow-pointed fangs and mouth meat clatter on the floor with the beast taking a step back with an exaggerated breath.
Miya jumps onto the nearby wall, using it as a ledge whilst she lifts her leg high into the air. She then slams the back of her foot down onto the beast’s cranium making him fall to the ground with an embellished rumble.
—THLIIICK
The sound made by Miya releasing her boot from the beast’s manged skull was not to one’s appeal. She looks down at its now unrecognizable face and long floppy tongue as its brain gives a final convulsion.
Miya’s eyes wander across the room, she walks over and retrieves her handgun from the ground a few feet away. She then steps over to the several holes leading to a deeper level of the crumbling building and jumps down.
Confrontation.
Koko takes a step back, bits of glass crinkling below her armored heels as she continues to keep her attention in front of her. The individual covered in shadows walks forward, their white militant uniform glistening in the moonlight along with the jet-black hair being covered by a short-white worker’s cap.
Koko surveys her face, covered by a black face mask with two small turbine engines on the sides. She also notices a bleeding cut on the side of her cheek, most plausibly made from her shot fired earlier.
“W-wait… You’re just a kid? A human kid at that.” Koko scoffs with a hand on her hip.
The uniformed girl in front of her walks toward a wide-brown office desk, dragging her finger across the top filled with ash.
“Who do you ally yourself with?” Her voice comes out deep and rasps from the device enclosing her mouth.
Koko sighs and slumps her shoulder as she begins to walk toward the window. “I haven’t got time for this kid. There was a Ya’valt on that building over there and—“
“... You’re not very smart, are you?”
Koko jumps back and shields herself with her forearms as a brown-office desk is thrown at her front. Her battle suit takes the collateral damage, with the desk breaking onto both her sides as she looks through the dispersing rubble for her attacker.
Her eyes dart down, noticing the young-uniformed girl from before now at her front. The girl drives her fist into Koko’s chin, making her gasp as she’s plunged into the air.
The girl then grabs onto Koko's airborne leg and swings her into the office wall then rushes her with an arm tackle, making the cement and wood crackle and form a dense hole.
Koko looks up to the girl now pinning her on the ground with a handgun pointed toward her face.
“Space Patroller Miya, patrolling Sector 8 in ordinance of the Ya’valt Galactic Federation. You are to state your name, origin, and allegiance or I’ll have no choice but to—“
Miya’s statement is cut short as Koko pushes her off using her boots and flips back landing a few feet away. She then takes a metal capsule in the shape of a syringe from her suit’s arm pocket and sticks it into a small hole on her arm.
“Sorry Loliel, I had to pop some Tech-12, things have gotten a bit complicated.” Koko discloses with a click of her comms device.
The crevices of her battle suit create an orange glare as a smile spreads across her face. Miya eyes her up and down with a scowl and raises her handgun toward her, a whirring coming from the nozzle.
“What did you just inject yourself with?”
Koko laughs, her eyes becoming a light orange along with the muscles around her body becoming more defined. “Just something to level the playing field. You’d forgotten that there was another guest coming to this little dance.”
Miya looks down at the floor, it now vibrating along with the glass at her side as she takes a step back. With a triumphant roar, two of the white-skinned brutes shoot up from the floor, throwing debris around the room.
They drop onto either side of the large aperture they created and eye both of the females with snarls and piercing gazes.
Miya switches her gun’s angle from Koko then back to the beasts in an undecided manner, attempting to picture who’s the bigger threat. One of the beasts roars and jumps forward toward Koko, slicing the air with its razor-sharp claws.
In a nimble motion, Koko eludes the beast’s assault with a jump and lands on its hand. She then performs a backwards flip, allowing one of her feet to collide with the beast’s jaw causing him to fly into the air and back down the hole with a despaired yelp.
Miya’s eyes snap to her side, with the second brute appearing in a blur at her flank. It throws forward one of its broad clawed hands and clutches onto Miya’s abdomen and starts to squeeze down. She lets out a cough as a blue liquid starts to drip down her metal face mask, along with multiple cracks being heard from inside the beast’s binding grip.
The brute then slams her to the ground, howling in her face and covering her brow with white spittle. Miya brings her gun close to her side, its black wedges morphing along her hand and arm until its design resembles that of a hand cannon.
With a large whirl, the nozzle of the cannon gives off a white light as she angles it at the brute's stomach. The cannon then fires, initiating a broad white beam that shoots through his torso and breaks into multiple stories of the building radiating the heavens above.
The air is consumed with white ash while the floor and windows were smeared with the beast’s blue blood and severed entrails. With a sullen breath, the beast loosens its grip on Miya and starts to topple over.
Before it could land on top of her, she presses both her boots on its chest and pushes forward, causing it to crash through the window panes and descend onto the streets below.
Miya then lifts herself up and throws her metal face mask to the ground while holding her white uniform smeared with her own bodily fluids with a wince. Her attention turns to a metal rope rattling at the side of the building, walking over and looking down at Koko ascending down.
Her scaling is suddenly abrupt by a large pair of white-scaled hands crashing through the wall and bringing her forward. Miya turns to face above her as specs of dust and small debris break from the ceiling.
“RAAAAGH!” In a thundering rattle, one of the beasts crashes through the floor with both its hands formed into fists above her.
Before Miya could raise her gun, the beast’s hands slam onto her back, making her entire body knock onto the floor and then bounce back up. Miya's eyes widen, her lungs emptied making her gasp whilst her body lingers in the air for a brief second.
Miya falls to the floor and coughs up a puddle of blood, reaching with the tip of her fingers for her handgun only a few inches away.
Not finished with his assault, the beast then performs another slam of his fists on Miya’s backside, breaking the already shattering floor beneath them as they both plunge to the next level.
Wood, metal, and cement along with a long trail of smoky debris scatter across the room with the discordant thumps of its living occupants. Disoriented from the fall, Miya shakes her head with heavy eyelids; Her movements slowed as she coughs from the severe smog.
Miya looks down to where she now laid, a bone pile of blackened skeletons with a skinless membrane looking right at her. She performs another cough and grabs a skull and starts to back away on her hands.
Through the thick fog, the crackling of skeletons came ever so closer. A hole in the smoke made Miya shift to and fro as waited for the lingering attacker.
In a brazen howl, the white-skinned beast appeared once more its large-toned body overshadowing Miya’s adolescent figure with just its broad arms alone. It comes in close with its sharp teeth braced for bite, however, Miya jabs the skull into its mouth making it stumble back and shake its head.
Miya then attempts to stand up, limping on one leg as she uses a nearby wall as a crutch.
“Agh!” Her yelp is accompanied by a crunch in her lower abdomen, she looks down to see one of the decayed bones punctured in her stomach.
She slumps down on the wall, her blood trailing as she falls to the floor. Miya takes a deep breath with both of her hands grappling onto the bone, and with a quick chuck, she rips it from her stomach followed by a high-pitched shriek.
Blood splurts from the gash in her uniform and onto the floor in front of her as her eyes start to flutter close. Miya reaches for the left compartment on her belt and takes out a lengthy metal case with several different colored syringes.
With another wince, she takes a red-metal-coated syringe and lifts it to her leg. The beast snaps the skull in its mouth in half and charges toward her with another growl.
Miya punctures herself with the syringe allowing the needle to dig into her skin and dispense its glowing-red elixir.
She then sighs and leans her head onto the back of the wall as her eyes begin to glow immensely Her head then reels back, as the beast’s mouth was now in her vicinity with a large enough gullet to swallow her head whole.
Miya grabs onto the top and bottom of the beast's jaws, the only thing separating it from her tearing her apart. Her fingers bleed from them digging into the beast's teeth with it beginning to close down ever so slowly. Miya's eyes widen, and with a shout, she starts to spread his mouth wide open.
The beast performs a soft howl as its inner jawline starts to crack, its bloody mouth creating a puddle of blue fluid on the floor as it starts to reach for Miya. With a final snap, Miya rips its lower jaw from its mouth; Its yellow-pointed fangs and mouth meat clatter on the floor with the beast taking a step back with an exaggerated breath.
Miya jumps onto the nearby wall, using it as a ledge whilst she lifts her leg high into the air. She then slams the back of her foot down onto the beast’s cranium making him fall to the ground with an embellished rumble.
—THLIIICK
The sound made by Miya releasing her boot from the beast’s manged skull was not to one’s appeal. She looks down at its now unrecognizable face and long floppy tongue as its brain gives a final convulsion.
Miya’s eyes wander across the room, she walks over and retrieves her handgun from the ground a few feet away. She then steps over to the several holes leading to a deeper level of the crumbling building and jumps down.
