Legend Of The Fantasy Star Chapter 3
GenTech. More of a fortress then a factory, the brick walls around it are 5 feet thick, with guard towers at all four entrances. On the wall, guards walk regular patrols. Security cameras, motion sensors, and auto cannons are spaced evenly. Sneaking in and surviving is nearly impossible. Inside the walls stands a small city of buildings. In the center of this city, stands GenTech Central, the nerve center of GenTech's R&D and production facilities. 8 stories tall, this modern castle is an
imposing sight amid the wilderness that surrounds it.
Despite all this security, someone has gotten in. Repelling down from the roof on a
line, Fantasy stopped at a 6th floor window and looked around. Seeing no one looking, he reached into his belt and took out a scanner. Sweeping it over the window few times, he put it back in his belt and took out another devise. Separating the 2 halves connected by a wire, he inserted one part under the window. Swinging over, he did the same with the other part. After using the scanner again, Fantasy took a glasscutter from his belt.
Just as he was about to cut the glass, he heard a shout on the other side of the wall. Climbing back up the line, he looked though a pair of binoculars and saw 6 men armed with bats and knives chasing a woman. Grabbing his stuff, Fantasy left the complex the same way he entered and chased after them.
The chase continued for a few more minutes before they cornered her in the woods. Most were armed with bats and chain, but the leader of the group carried a knife. He drew it from the sheath and walked toward the frightened woman.
“Don't worry. This won't hurt.” He said with a wicked smile.
“Much! ” Another added, laughing at his joke.
The thug close in on the woman, ready for the kill. Suddenly, one of them went flying backwards. Turning around, they were startled to see Fantasy.
“Good.” The hero said as he knocked out the thug. “I hate pain.”
As the remaining thugs charged towards him, Fantasy pulled a collapsible staff from his belt and extended it. Deflecting the first attack with ease, Fantasy defeated the first thug with 2 quick blows to the head. Blocking an attack from behind, he nailed his foe in the stomach with his staff and finished him with a roundhouse kick. Dodging to avoid a slash meant to slit his throat, Fantasy knocked the knife out of the lead thug’s hand, and then brought the staff down on his attackers head. One ran, but didn't get far before Fantasy caught him with a grapple line he launched from his gauntlets. Pulling him in, he defeated the thug with one punch. Three quick blows with his staff took out a 5th foe, and a flying kick followed by an uppercut was enough to stop the sixth fleeing thug.
A few hours later, Fantasy walked into the main room of the cave. Mac, who was still examining the cyborg, looked up as he entered the room.
“Any luck?”
Fantasy sighed as he sat down at the computer. “Nope. Had to stop because some thugs were chasing a woman outside of the compound. Figured I should try again tomorrow night in case they caused security to wake up. I took them down thought. They’re sitting in a cell right now.”
Mac stood, grabbed a can of pop and tossed it at his young friend. “Well at least it wasn't a total waste. Do you think they know you were there?”
“I don’t think so.” Fantasy said as he opened the can. “I didn’t leave any evidence behind, but if they are as advanced as you say, they might have know.”
“As good as you are at stealth, I doubt they would have anything that could show that you were there.” Mac said, sitting down across from Fantasy. “Hopefully they won’t increase security. We need to know what they are up to, if there are more of these things, and how to stop them.”
Suddenly, a blue light filled the room. Looking towards the entrance, Fantasy and Mac were surprised to see a person stumble out of the light. He fell to the ground as the light faded and slowly got to he feet.
“There is only one-way to stop them. Have you heard the Legend Of The Fantasy Star?”
imposing sight amid the wilderness that surrounds it.
Despite all this security, someone has gotten in. Repelling down from the roof on a
line, Fantasy stopped at a 6th floor window and looked around. Seeing no one looking, he reached into his belt and took out a scanner. Sweeping it over the window few times, he put it back in his belt and took out another devise. Separating the 2 halves connected by a wire, he inserted one part under the window. Swinging over, he did the same with the other part. After using the scanner again, Fantasy took a glasscutter from his belt.
Just as he was about to cut the glass, he heard a shout on the other side of the wall. Climbing back up the line, he looked though a pair of binoculars and saw 6 men armed with bats and knives chasing a woman. Grabbing his stuff, Fantasy left the complex the same way he entered and chased after them.
The chase continued for a few more minutes before they cornered her in the woods. Most were armed with bats and chain, but the leader of the group carried a knife. He drew it from the sheath and walked toward the frightened woman.
“Don't worry. This won't hurt.” He said with a wicked smile.
“Much! ” Another added, laughing at his joke.
The thug close in on the woman, ready for the kill. Suddenly, one of them went flying backwards. Turning around, they were startled to see Fantasy.
“Good.” The hero said as he knocked out the thug. “I hate pain.”
As the remaining thugs charged towards him, Fantasy pulled a collapsible staff from his belt and extended it. Deflecting the first attack with ease, Fantasy defeated the first thug with 2 quick blows to the head. Blocking an attack from behind, he nailed his foe in the stomach with his staff and finished him with a roundhouse kick. Dodging to avoid a slash meant to slit his throat, Fantasy knocked the knife out of the lead thug’s hand, and then brought the staff down on his attackers head. One ran, but didn't get far before Fantasy caught him with a grapple line he launched from his gauntlets. Pulling him in, he defeated the thug with one punch. Three quick blows with his staff took out a 5th foe, and a flying kick followed by an uppercut was enough to stop the sixth fleeing thug.
A few hours later, Fantasy walked into the main room of the cave. Mac, who was still examining the cyborg, looked up as he entered the room.
“Any luck?”
Fantasy sighed as he sat down at the computer. “Nope. Had to stop because some thugs were chasing a woman outside of the compound. Figured I should try again tomorrow night in case they caused security to wake up. I took them down thought. They’re sitting in a cell right now.”
Mac stood, grabbed a can of pop and tossed it at his young friend. “Well at least it wasn't a total waste. Do you think they know you were there?”
“I don’t think so.” Fantasy said as he opened the can. “I didn’t leave any evidence behind, but if they are as advanced as you say, they might have know.”
“As good as you are at stealth, I doubt they would have anything that could show that you were there.” Mac said, sitting down across from Fantasy. “Hopefully they won’t increase security. We need to know what they are up to, if there are more of these things, and how to stop them.”
Suddenly, a blue light filled the room. Looking towards the entrance, Fantasy and Mac were surprised to see a person stumble out of the light. He fell to the ground as the light faded and slowly got to he feet.
“There is only one-way to stop them. Have you heard the Legend Of The Fantasy Star?”
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