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Mixtape Ghost NThe soldiers cheered and applauded. Two minutes remained before the explosive charges would start blowing up the entire facility. The sheer size of the whole crater meant that using the artillery piece would take literally days, and that was only scratching the surface. There is an entire underground section that the military units busily stuffed charges in. With the little time they had left, they drove away, far enough from the effective blast radius. Any observers who would notice the fireworks in the desert sky or seismic and audio activity would be given the explanation that this was another "natural occurrence of the Earth's many splendid geological activities." All information related to the military move-out and supposed bloodshed that occurred here, as well as the entire history and existence of the UNARM programme and facility will be buried under huge amounts of red tape and fabricated lies. This place will cease to exist.
With Cody and Agent Caits in terrible states, even if they managed to exit the tunnel that led to the open world, they would never be able to escape in time to avoid the blast. The two might as well have been in the middle of it all, and pinned down with metal chains just like Gershwin was.
That was when the ground shook. Agent Caits and Cody stumbled to the ground, thinking that the explosion started preemptively. Agent Caits tried to struggle, and Cody was readying, with what little energy he could spare, to shield the two from the fiery ball of death that was about to come. Instead, the ground did not stop shaking, and it was causing the nearby buildings to shake. One frail building crumbled next to them, and Cody deflected the falling debris. The epicentre was back at the literal centre of the whole facility. Where Gershwin was. Where Gershwin supposedly died.
The two turned back to see that the remains of the headquarters was now glowing a bright ruby red so strong its rays reached the dark sky and pierced the smoke and clouds. The ground before them started to crack and split, revealing deep crevices. Cars and soldiers way beyond fell through, falling and smashing into the depths and sharp walls within. Cody pulled Agent Caits away from a creeping crack and the two made their ways up a building that was stable - for now. They saw the landscape before them burn and break, and the ruby red lights in the headquarters building pulsated and grew more intense, forcing Agent Caits to have to shield his eyes. Cody, however, could see perfectly clear what was going on.
A mighty roar nearly deafened the two, and they were five kilometers away from the scene. Flames erupted in a pillar and crept outwards, spreading between the cracks before rising to the roads, nearly catching the two. A terrible rumble seemed to vibrate through the air and into the very souls of the two, and the divisions in the ground beneath them seemed to emanate howls of the burning souls of Hell. Instead, it was all too familiar; it was Gershwin May, crying in pain so titanic and unfathomable, it manifested in a miasma of terror, despair, and sadness. Within the pillar of flame, she... it... emerged.
It was an unimaginable... being. Cody and Agent Caits could hardly form words or wrap their minds around the idea of this being. It did not possess skin, but was instead comprised of the many bodies that represented the amount of death and pain Gershwin had suffered. She was larger than ever, standing well over 10 stories at approximately 100 meters high. Wings sprouted from her back, made up of multiple broken arms and flames in a fleshy mess. Gershwin flapped her wings, bellowing debris and flames out in deathly gales and before the two realized, she was flying. This... dragon... monster... thing... was flying at them. Then came the boom.
The explosions began, starting from the outer circle, the crater walls crumbling. A ring of fire was growing inwards, threatening to swallow everything up. Gershwin caught the two of them with her fleshy hands. Her fingers were as long as trees, and every surface of skin on her felt like hands reaching out to ingest the two. Before the entire facility was engulfed in flame, Gershwin was free from the blast radius, and flying in the air. The theatricality of the whole scene looked like a monster had escaped from the opening doors of Hell.
The UN sent its military to cover up its mistake, to cover up the dark, inhumane experiments it did on innocent Anomalies, humans gifted with supernatural abilities. They never want anyone to realize the terrible decision and lack of foresight the UNARM programme was, and wanted to keep this all a secret buried within thousands of secrets, armed with machine gun sentries if anyone were to ever find out about this. It was planned perfectly - no one could possibly know.
Gershwin May, in her most terrifying form yet, along with the Anomaly of Light whose potential knows no bounds, and the Rogue Agent Caits who knows their secrets, are in display of the whole world now. Eyes are watching as they see a monster emerge from a blast zone. They will want to know what is going on. Resistance will be met, but they will not give up, they will not give in. The world may not be ready to know the truth, but the world may not be taken away the right to know it.
They tried to end them, but this, ironically, only flamed the beginning, and the fire of their spirit will never fade.
With Cody and Agent Caits in terrible states, even if they managed to exit the tunnel that led to the open world, they would never be able to escape in time to avoid the blast. The two might as well have been in the middle of it all, and pinned down with metal chains just like Gershwin was.
That was when the ground shook. Agent Caits and Cody stumbled to the ground, thinking that the explosion started preemptively. Agent Caits tried to struggle, and Cody was readying, with what little energy he could spare, to shield the two from the fiery ball of death that was about to come. Instead, the ground did not stop shaking, and it was causing the nearby buildings to shake. One frail building crumbled next to them, and Cody deflected the falling debris. The epicentre was back at the literal centre of the whole facility. Where Gershwin was. Where Gershwin supposedly died.
The two turned back to see that the remains of the headquarters was now glowing a bright ruby red so strong its rays reached the dark sky and pierced the smoke and clouds. The ground before them started to crack and split, revealing deep crevices. Cars and soldiers way beyond fell through, falling and smashing into the depths and sharp walls within. Cody pulled Agent Caits away from a creeping crack and the two made their ways up a building that was stable - for now. They saw the landscape before them burn and break, and the ruby red lights in the headquarters building pulsated and grew more intense, forcing Agent Caits to have to shield his eyes. Cody, however, could see perfectly clear what was going on.
A mighty roar nearly deafened the two, and they were five kilometers away from the scene. Flames erupted in a pillar and crept outwards, spreading between the cracks before rising to the roads, nearly catching the two. A terrible rumble seemed to vibrate through the air and into the very souls of the two, and the divisions in the ground beneath them seemed to emanate howls of the burning souls of Hell. Instead, it was all too familiar; it was Gershwin May, crying in pain so titanic and unfathomable, it manifested in a miasma of terror, despair, and sadness. Within the pillar of flame, she... it... emerged.
It was an unimaginable... being. Cody and Agent Caits could hardly form words or wrap their minds around the idea of this being. It did not possess skin, but was instead comprised of the many bodies that represented the amount of death and pain Gershwin had suffered. She was larger than ever, standing well over 10 stories at approximately 100 meters high. Wings sprouted from her back, made up of multiple broken arms and flames in a fleshy mess. Gershwin flapped her wings, bellowing debris and flames out in deathly gales and before the two realized, she was flying. This... dragon... monster... thing... was flying at them. Then came the boom.
The explosions began, starting from the outer circle, the crater walls crumbling. A ring of fire was growing inwards, threatening to swallow everything up. Gershwin caught the two of them with her fleshy hands. Her fingers were as long as trees, and every surface of skin on her felt like hands reaching out to ingest the two. Before the entire facility was engulfed in flame, Gershwin was free from the blast radius, and flying in the air. The theatricality of the whole scene looked like a monster had escaped from the opening doors of Hell.
The UN sent its military to cover up its mistake, to cover up the dark, inhumane experiments it did on innocent Anomalies, humans gifted with supernatural abilities. They never want anyone to realize the terrible decision and lack of foresight the UNARM programme was, and wanted to keep this all a secret buried within thousands of secrets, armed with machine gun sentries if anyone were to ever find out about this. It was planned perfectly - no one could possibly know.
Gershwin May, in her most terrifying form yet, along with the Anomaly of Light whose potential knows no bounds, and the Rogue Agent Caits who knows their secrets, are in display of the whole world now. Eyes are watching as they see a monster emerge from a blast zone. They will want to know what is going on. Resistance will be met, but they will not give up, they will not give in. The world may not be ready to know the truth, but the world may not be taken away the right to know it.
They tried to end them, but this, ironically, only flamed the beginning, and the fire of their spirit will never fade.
End of Part 1