Journey of the Heart: Chapter 1Enter the Keymaster
Alarms blared and red lights flashed in every nook and cranny of the Hyperforce's home. However, Sprx was too focused on finding Nova to notice, much less care.
The only thing that was big enough to get his attention was in the control room. Sprx stopped for a moment and looked at the screen, which showed an outside camera. Apparently, a throng of tiny ships had crashed into them. The vast majority of them were black, but a lone multi-colored one was in the center of it all. The material the ships were made of was odd to say the least. In all his years of piloting, Sprx had never seen anything quite like these vessels.
Seconds later, Sprx's attention was pulled back to his original objective by the sound of a commotion from Nova's transport tube. He headed for the yellow tube and shot up it. When he reached the top, his jet pack gave out for a fraction of a second from the shock of what stood before him. He regained himself before he could fall out
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"Antauri," Gibson protested, "Are you certain we should be letting Otto do this? I mean, if the neutron generator isn't configured properly, it could lead to a meltdown that could leave us stranded, or worse."
"Gibson, whoever put us here left us very little information to go on, but our roles were one of the few things they were specific on." Antauri waved the data disc that had been sitting on the console when they had awoken. Other than its sparse contents, including what roles they would each take and some basic information about the Super Robot's contents. It didn't even hint at who could have left them there in the first place…
But even though Gibson had only been active for a few days, he could tell that his knowledge database had to be far more extensive than Otto's. Otto was just… Otto didn't seem like heroic material period, much less one with
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In a small office space about one of Tokyo's many convenience stores – known to a select few as C.H.R.O.M.E.'s Tokyo outpost – Holley Shiftwell went through the day's last set of diagnostics results, illuminated only by the computer screen before her. Although Holley had officially been transferred to the field more than two months ago, her senior partner had his solo mission from time to time, and the technical department would swarm her with contractor offers. So for a couple of days while Finn was undercover, she'd trade in her exciting life for a pair of old shorts and a t-shirt promoting some giant robot anime she'd never seen and would never have time to see. Like most Japanese shirts, it was a bit short on her.
Holley never jumped between her two lives – she tripped. Her fingers had adapted to sleek touchscreens and didn't feel right clacking at the technical departme
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When Antauri came onto the bridge, looking for Chiro and suspecting he might be playing video games, all he found was Sprx standing at the keyboard. Oddly enough, the large monitor was inactive, and Sprx seemed to be looking at a message on a small screen built into the console.
"GAH!" Sprx jumped and turned to face Antauri. How long had he just been staring at the screen? "N-No! No!"
The truth was, he had no idea how to answer the question, and he felt rather silly. Still, asking Antaui was a little less pathetic than asking Brainstrain…
"Hey, Antauri…" He looked around one last time to make sure nobody else was lurking around. Still unable to flat out admit he had no idea what his name stood for, he settled on asking, "Why do you think the Alchemist named us what we did?"
"My memories of such have not returned," Antauri replied. "However, I recall Chiro asking Gibson about that same matter, and he deduc
Journey of the Heart: ProloguePrologue: Awakening
The world spun without him as worried voices echoed in his mind. The feeling of his body became ice that slowly melted away into nothing. Soon, black clouds were born in his eyes and began to take over, blocking the little light that was once visible through the shadows of the small crowd of concerned friends that had formed around him. Sprx sighed, knowing that he was, once again, losing consciousness.
This had been happening a lot lately; falling out of the real world to one of questioning voices and stained glass floors, and then falling out of that into the Super Robot's medical bay or an even deeper state of the surreal.
Gibson had been the first to comment that something strange was happening to the red monkey who, of course, denied this. He wasn't going to let Gibson and his big brain cause him anymore grief than needed and he refused to admit Gibson was right about anything, ever.
Just as Gibson got ready for a struggle to run