Note from the writter.
Hi, Midnight here, your favourite valkyrie troll is here with his god-awful fanfic. The fact is, this is actually not my first fanfic, the one before is even worse (I buried it deep behind my garden so it will never be seen)!
Here are some notes before you start puking at my fanfic:
-English is not my first language and I am bad at language in general (my highest mark is about C - ), so there will be poor vocab and bad grammar in this fanfic.
-Herex is the main baddy in this fanfic, he is a bit like Caleb Goldman from the house of the dead series, a completely insane scientist who wants nothing more than watching the world burn.
-No apps ATM, I don't want to ruin your good character with my inferior writting.
-The story will be written like a movie script with a lot of talking, the characters in this fanfict may sound like as if they all have autism.
-This story will have some really messed up contents, like the rest of my fanfic I made for other games. Things can get a bit gruesome and dark.
-Desna will be the heroin of the story, spoiler ends here.
-This story is as far from original as it can be, so if you see a reference or a quote from your favourite movie or game, it is likely that I have copied from there.
RATED M for mature...
---SPIRAL KNIGHTS: PROJECT RETRIBUTION---
Interval-00: type-042
Location: Depth 23, Herex’s secret lab.
[Deep in the clockwork. Down in the darkest abyss lies a secret lab. Herex, unaware of by his colleagues, has set a plan into motion. He sits in his private room filled with research paperwork. Papers filled with equations and sketch drawings of his ‘master pieces’. He inspects one of the weapon blue prints and grinned. Herex places the paper onto his desk before crossing his hands. He gazes stilly at the entrance door and begins to soliloquy.]
Herex: *in a deep voice* “For too long the Gremlin race had escaped the course of nature, there are now too many of us and not enough to go around. Cradle, as a planet is dying under our abuse. It is my righteous duty to revert the inhabitants of this planet to their original state.”
[Herex presses a red button on the side of the desk drawers. The floor in the centre of the room opened and a large culture tank emerged from the underground. The tank is filled with blue fluid and inside there is a male gremlin. Herex stares at the tank’s content and grinned.]
Herex: *smiles* “Perfection… soon you and your three fellow brethren will be released upon this world, then, they will finally understand my cause. The four horsemen of the apocalypse, the divine salvation of my people is neigh. Nothing can stop me now…”
[Herex’s self-indulgence is interrupted when Desna and her fellow rangers busted through the door of his private room. They draw their weapons and aim at Herex. Herex remains unalarmed, as if this is a part of the plan all along.]
Desna: *sees that Herex is not alarmed* “Herex! I hereby arrest you for the crime of genocide against the people of the Spiral Order!”
Herex: *laughs* “Ha ha ha, Desna, always the feisty one…But Feron really shouldn’t let a mere woman do his biddings.”
Desna: *sees the culture tank with a Gremlin in it* “What is this? Another one of your failed experiment?”
Herex: *winces* “Failed? THAT IS my masterpiece!” *takes out a remote controller, presses down the red button on the controller*
[The blue fluid was withdrawn from the tank, the tank is soon emptied and the test subject inside is awakened. He breaks out of the bulletproof glass of the culture tank and instantly rips one of ranger’s throat out with his bare hands. The two remaining rangers fired at the subject, the bullets punched through his body and the subject flinches and was stunned. Desna catches the opportunity and signals her two teammates to step back and reload. The subject’s wounds are miraculously healed, Herex, seeing that his ‘masterpiece’ is performing well, stands up on his chair and congratulated the subject.]
Herex: *smiles* “Well done, type-042.”
Type-042: *looks at Herex* “What is my instruction?”
Herex: “Simple, liberate the inhabitants of this planet from their false hopes. Their ‘Hope’ is nothing but an illusion and it has driven this planet to the brink of destruction. It is up to you now to liberate them from these, illusions. You know what to do, liberate them from the lies they lived with.”
Type-042: “I will bring freedom to them, even if it kills me…” *walks towards Desna*
Desna: *steps back*“Lies? What lies?”
Type-042: *in a mechanical tone* “The lie of living. Alive, undefined, passing of genes, survival of individuals, irrelevant. Higher causes must be attained.”
Desna: *draws her sword* “And I thought Herex was crazy!”
Herex: “Farewell, Miss Desna. Hope you enjoy this departing gift of mine… type-042, take care of our guests.”
[A shadow materialized behind Herex, the shade manifested into a Gremlin in a black gas mask. He tabs Herex’s shoulder and Herex nodded his head. In a blink of an eye, both Herex and the masked Gremlin vanished. Type-042 refocuses his attention to Desna’s team, one of the Ranger steps in and tries to attack type-042 with his sword. He seizes the ranger’s sword in the mid-air and jabs it into the ranger’s chest, instantly killing him.]
Desna: “What in the hell are you?!”
Type-042: “… I … am Type-042, prototype gene-modified super soldier.”
Ranger: “Captain! We need to get out of here! He is invincible!”
Desna: “I am putting this guy down! I can’t allow this freak roam freely in the clockwork!”
Type-042:*hears the word ‘freely’ * “Freedom, unnecessary, only directives mattered.”
Desna: *laughs* “Hah that is coming from a man who wants to bring freedom to us all! You don’t even know what it is!”
Type-042: *stands still* “… I …”
Ranger: “Captain! What are you doing?”
Desna:*whispers to the ranger* “Remember in that movie? Where the hero killed the genocidal robot by asking it a paradox? I am trying to do the same thing to this guy!”
Type-042: *twitching* “I must obey Herex’s directive, no choice but to follow, no freedom-” *enraged* “ARGHHHH!!!!!!!!”
[Type-042, like an upset child who just lost an argument, charges toward Desna and knocks her to the ground with a massive fan kick. He then breaks the last ranger’s wrist before turning his pistol against him. Type-042 squeezes down the trigger and blows the ranger’s head wide open. Desna recovers from the ground and regains her leviathan blade. She drives it into type-042’s stomach at lightning speed, the attack results in a mass bleeding and type-042 was incapacitated. But even with a blade buried in his stomach, he is still able to talk.]
Type-042: “Must, fight on. Freedom, no freedom, must obey Herex’s order, freedom… un-undefined…” *dies and falls to the ground*
Desna: *frowns* “What would a monster know about freedom?”
[As Desna was about to walk away and retrieve her fallen comrades’ dog tags. She looked back at type-042. The gene altered Gremlin somehow started to breathe, bubbling through his own blood. Desna quickly takes out a tranquilizer dart out of her pocket and sedated Type-042 before he could miraculously come back to live. ‘This guy is no ordinary Gremlin.’ Desna thought to herself.]
More to come... if that is what the community wanted...
Note: If no one tell me to stop, I will just keep going then....
Interval-01: recovery
Location: laboratory, Haven, town of Spiral Knights
[After the skirmish inside Herex’s hide out, Desna retrieved type-042’s corpse and carried it all the way to the bio-lab for further studies. It is in the same time when Hahn, the head of the Spiral order biological research effort, is scribbling down on his note book. A picture of Desna’s back view, the curves and motion of the hips were spot on. Hahn has always dreamed of dating Desna, but never had the courage to do so.]
Hahn: *scribbling* “Oh Desna, I wish you could just take up my hint sometimes… man, girls are hard to get these days-”
Desna: *enters the lab* “YO!”
Hahn: *quickly hides the notebook into his desk drawer* “Oh! Hi Desna! What brings you here?”*fidgeting*
[Desna drops type-042’s corpse onto the ground. Hahn jolts and yelled. The sword wound on type-042’s stomach is still visible, but is being healed slowly.]
Hahn: *yells*“WHY did you brought a dead Gremlin into the lab?!”
Desna: “It is because of this Gremlin, my entire ranger squad was gone.”
Hahn: “This Gremlin, killed all your teammates?”
Desna: “Yes, with his bare hands…”
Hahn: “Ugh, okay, I need to put him into a restrain tank first. Then I am run some X-ray on this guy. You sure he is not just a Gremlin assassin?”
Desna: *sees that Type-042 is only wearing shorts* “Last time I checked, assassins don’t just wear shorts to a fist fight.”
[Type-042 was put into a restrain tank and was put on leash in case he struggles. Hahn runs X-ray scan throughout his body and the data is displayed onto the computer interface. To Hahn’s surprise, it seems as if there is something, clinging onto type-042’s heart. The shape resembles a parasitic worm.]
Hahn: “There is some kind of foreign organism hanging outside the Gremlin’s heart.”
Desna: “Do you think you can remove it?”
[Suddenly, a small pulse is emitted from the heart beat monitor. It seems like Type-042 is apparently alive. Hahn inserts a microscopic camera into type-042’s chest and the parasite is within Hahn’s view. He inserts a second microscopic wire with a mini-scalpel at the end in an attempt to remove the parasite. But as the scalpel got closer to the parasite, the parasite reacted by biting violently toward type-042’s heart. Type-042 responded with a massive spasm. Hahn quickly withdrawn the scalpel and the parasite returned back to its calm state.]
Desna: “Why did you stop?”
Hahn: “Desna, is this one of Herex’s tinker toy?”
Desna: “Yeah, so?”
Hahn: *rubs the sweat off his head* “I can’t remove that worm from his heart! Every time I try to get close to it, the parasite responds by biting a hole through its host’s heart! In another word, I can’t remove the parasite without killing this guy!”
Desna: “Hmph, this guy said something before I defeated him. He said he must obey Herex’s order. Do you think this parasite that is messing with his head?”
Hahn: “That is unlikely, if this is meant to be a Neuro-parasite, Herex should have injected it into the subject’s brain. That way, Herex will have much more control over his experiments.”
Desna: “So any idea on what this parasite is for?”
Hahn: “This parasite may serve as some kind of… metabolic booster… allows the subject’s heart to ‘overheat’ and perform actions at lightning speed… maybe that is how he beat your entire team with his bare hands… if that worm can inject his heart with the right amount of adrenaline during combat, it can work wonders. ”
Desna: “Then something else must be controlling him… Hahn, run a scan on his head!”
[A microchip is revealed hidden deep beneath the network of neurones in type-042’s brain. The chip has a Crimson order insignia on it, there is no doubt now that it is controlling type-042’s action.]
Desna: “Brain control chipboard?!”
Hahn: “Just like I have suspected, I think I know a way that I can remove it without damaging the Gremlin’s brain!”
[Hahn throws an electromagnetic probe into the restrain tank. The probe identified the chipboard hidden inside type-042’s brain and it shoots out a beam of acute electromagnetic pulse and the chipboard was fried into pieces. And it is in the same time that type-042 awoke from his dormant. He breaks off the leash and jumps out of the restrain tank. At his first glance, he sees Desna with her sword ready and Hahn is hiding behind her.]
Hahn: “What?! I put enough sedatives in the tank to drug him for a whole day!”
Type-042: “WHO ARE YOU?”
Desna: “You don’t remember anything?”
Type-042:*gasps* “I… am… type-042, proto…prototype… gene-altered…”*twitching* “Argh!!!” *realizes that he is in a room with two spiral knights* “Where am I? And who are you?”
Hahn: *tries to be friendly*“Hi, my name is Hahn, I am the head of the biological research of the Spiral order and welcome to my lab!”
Type-042: “I… shouldn’t be here… I was in the colony and then I…” *instantly runs to Hahn and grabs him in the neck* “WHAT WAS MY DERICTIVE?! I NEED A DERICTIVE! No freedom, must OBEY!!!”
Hahn: *struggle* “Ek! DON’T KILL ME!!”
Desna: *shouts at type-042* “Stop! Unhand him, now!”
[Type-042 comes to his senses. Without the chipboard’s control, he slowly catches his breath and released Hahn from the chokehold. Desna sees potential in using type-042 to fight the man who created him.]
Type-042: *looks at Desna, with an emotionless face* “Are you, my commander?”
Desna: *tries to play along* “Yes, Type-042. You are under my command! And I want you to be a good boy. Okay?”
Type-042: *still remain emotionless* “Affirmative…” *releases Hahn*
Hahn: *catches his breathe* “Argh! What just happened?”
Desna: *shrugs* “I hardly know it myself… It seems like I am his master now. Hahn, can you get him some clothes? I can’t just walk around with this half naked Gremlin stalking behind me…”
Hahn: “Clothes? Wait, I got something for this guy.” *flips over a lockbox* “Where is it? Eh… Here it is!”
[Hahn presents a suit made out of tight rubber like fabric. Type-042 made a nice fit to the suit and upon zipping the suit. The collars on suit’s legs and arms are tightened.]
Desna: “So how do you feel?”
Type-042: *strokes the lining of the suit*“Comfortable, yet, restraining…”
Hahn: “This power limiter suit restricts his muscles, with those collars locked down on his limbs, he shouldn’t get into too much trouble!”
Desna: “Thanks Hahn, now then, Type-042, I need to give you a name.”
Type-042: *surprised*“NAME?”
Desna: “Since you just came back from death, I think I am going to call you ‘lifeless’.”
Type-042->Lifeless: “Lifeless, an adjective which describes something as been not alive, directly correlate to my emotionless nature. Amusing…”