Faster Than Angels | Part 2.0
English kinda sucks like that, haha!
Anyhoo, Before we begin, I'd like to post the final theme songs I have chosen for the teams
Anyway, let's now move on to...
[Part 2.0] Scary Weapons and Neat Logic
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Monday, October 16th, 2209
Angelus R&D Headquarters, Perth, Australia
19:56:43
One very tired Brandon Smith was looking at reports and data files, comparing them, trying to connect the evidence and figure out what exactly Crinale's true motives were. At that point, two things happened, almost at the exact same time. The first was an email that Brandon was expecting had finally arrived in his inbox. Before he could open it, though, the second thing happened. A knock on his office door.
"Urgh, come in." He moaned, as he quickly and swiftly minimized everything from his computer's screen. In through the door walked Tarah Andrews, the lead pilot for Angelus' AG Racing Division.
"Sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, boss, but we need to talk. I think you might know why." she spoke, with fear in her voice. Brandon gestured wordlessly to a chair on the other side of his desk. He waited, silently, until she sat down, then after a few moments, he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, then spoke.
"What seems to be the problem, is everything alright?" he inquired.
"I don't think I can race tomorrow. OK, no. I can race, but I don't want to."
"Why not? You are the best pilot we have, I've seen your skills first han-"
"No." she quickly interrupted. "This is not about my skills, at least, not anymore."
Brandon thought for a second. "I think this conversation would move faster and more efficiently if you gave your reasons why you cannot race."
"Do you know what happened on Friday?"
"Yes. Crinale happened. They 'attacked' the Race Commission's headquarters, however, that plan backfired. I'm still waiting for the fine details, though. I'm supposed to be getting a report."
"OK. So do you know what their demands were?"
"A prototype weapon, something that can cause instant eliminations... wait," His eyes widened with realisation, "Is that why you don't want to race?"
"Yes. If they have that weapon against us, then no amount of skill will be able to avoid their attacks. We'd be eliminated on the spot... maybe even killed!"
Brandon opened one of his minimized files, studied it for a good minute, then turned his attention back to Tarah. "They can't use it. That would require extensive knowledge of the Race Commission's weapon systems, knowledge that no one except for the designers of the system has. They can even have the weapon itself onboard their ship, armed and ready to destroy anyone who stands in their way, but... without the system's acknowledgement of the weapon as... well, as a weapon, it will not work."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," Brandon said, scanning the open file once more. "The system will not allow the weapon to work. I think they knew that, which is why they went to the Race Commission in the first place, to gain permission to use it. The result of that plan, however, is the result of what transpired on the 13th."
Tarah gave a long sigh of relief. "Thanks Boss! I'm gonna go train! I have to beat Crinale." She jumped up and nearly ran out the door.
"I'm glad you're back to your eager, happy self, but remember, don't train too hard, you don't want to strain yourself"
"I know!" She said, closing the door behind her. After Tarah left Brandon pulled up all the minimized files, then opened the email:
|Monday, October 16th, 2209
|
|Sender: <alpha.0@xŵñƮŞƽЃь.∂∞ⅎΓ>
|To: <brandon.smith@angelus-rd.com.au>
|Subject: 22091013: _||-
|Attachments: ];{+_)O^!(@&%$~`.zip
|
||?}{:@?}))#!)&R&)@^*9`098/'\.;.//
|
|//
|<<
|>>
|<!--
|Sorry about all that garbage there, I just did not want to get caught. I am trying to hide from Crinale, no doubt
|they would be looking for me after that stunt I pulled, haha! So, I've encrypted this email.
|
|Anyway, onto business. Attached is a zipped folder containing the finer details of everything that occurred on
|the 13th. You should know what the password is.
|
|That's it for now, I need to lay low for a while, so try to not contact me.
|
|
|1:10-26
|-->
|
|alpha.0
Brandon figured out the code instantly. the text at the end signified that the password was contained in the first line, consisting of the 10th to 26th characters on that line. He opened the zip file then input the password: "#!)&R&)@^*9`098/". Upon entering the password, the file proceeded to decompress itself onto his computer. He found the one thing that would be most helpful, a file with a familiar name: "CZf_12"
'This must be Crinale's super weapon.' He thought. Opening it revealed that he was correct. He had just opened Crinale's blueprints to their super weapon, the CZf_12 Prototype Energy Blaster, but something about it was off, like he had seen something very similar before. He brought up file after file, but he could not find any similarities between them and the weapon. Then he found it, staring him in the face...
An image. Of an F9000 Super Weapon. Auricom's Orbital Laser.
He immediately started searching for the blueprints for the Orbital Laser, but considering that it was secret technology, it would be a challenge to find anything to do with it. Finally, however, Brandon found himself staring at the one thing he so desperately needed to find the truth. He scanned the both the blueprints for the Orbital Laser and the Energy Blaster for a match, he was only hoping that his hunch was wrong. However, the scan returned a complete match for the inner workings of the two technologies.
Finally, he realised what he had discovered, and his mind started to piece everything together... bit by bit...
<<--INNER MONOLOGUE: REVISUALIZATION-->>
"-> Crinale was discovered in Russia, stealing Tigron parts...
-> They are entirely based on combat...
-> They have an unhealthy obsession with destruction...
-> Their special weapon's technology matches that of Auricom's Orbital Laser...
THEREFORE!
-->_Crinale stole the remnants of an Orbital Laser, and reverse engineered it for their own benefit! So why do they have such an unhealthy obsession with the F9000? First Tigron parts, now the Orbital Laser?
THAT'S IT!
-->_Crinale are trying to recreate the F9000!... but... why? They have money... No... really? It's the only logical explanation... WOAH!
-->_CRINALE TECHNOLOGIES INCORPORATED HAS AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE..."
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Final Overture
Hello everyone, I am happy for anybody who still reads this! By now these words are almost six years younger than the date of this post.
So over the course of these six years a lot happened, changed and accumulated. I grew a lot as a writer (and as a person, I pretty much grew up with this project) and thus want to give my stories one final big revision. After the "Grand Revision" project, this state will be given the name "Final Overture".
The revised parts will be published in place of their original posts, as long as it still fits.
An overview of all parts can be found
here (Google Drive). Have fun!