Legend Of The Fantasy Star Chapter 5
Fantasy looked at the guards. “I don't suppose you would be willing to let me go?’
The guards answered by turning on their rifles laser sites and pointed them at Fantasy.
“I’ll take that as a no.”
Moving too fast for the guards can react, Fantasy threw a smoke pellet on the ground, filling the room with smoke. Switching his visor to infrared, he attacked the guards, who didn't stand a chance.
Running for the top of the building, he ran into a few guards, none of which slowed them down much. Reaching the roof, he prepared to fly to safety until he saw another cyborg like the one he fought a few days earlier.
Diving down and activating his Blast Field, Fantasy rammed into the cyborg at full speed, driving it into the building, crashing through the wall. Pulling his sword he lunged at the cyborg, which knocked him away with ease. Getting to his feet with speed that comes from years of training, he took several playing cards from his belt and charged them with kinetic energy before throwing them at the cyborg, which was thrown backwards. Charging towards his foe, Fantasy extended the blades on his Battle Gauntlets. After quick spin kick, he slashed his foe till it fell, dead. Bringing his blades in, he jumped into the air and flew away.
“Any luck?” Mac said as he looked up from his examination of the cyborg.
Fantasy sat down in front of the computer terminal and removed a disk from his belt.
“Yep. Got lots of info from their computer core. It was all encrypted, but I managed to decipher some of it. They are definitely up to something.”
"I’ll get on this right away.” Mac said as he took the disk.
“How’s our guest doing?”
As if on cue, the stranger enters the room. He leaned against the wall, not strong enough to stand by himself.
“I am doing better, thank you for your concern.”
Mac stared at the stranger. “Good. Maybe you can answer some questions hen. Who are you? What are you doing here?”
“I am known as the Traveller.” The stranger said as he sat down in a nearby chair. I have come here to deliver a warning.”
Fantasy and Mac looked at each other. “About what?” They asked in unison.
“You may have defeated a few of the Cybernators, but you do not have the power to stop them once and for all. Only the Fantasy Star has the power needed to defeat them.”
Mac walked toward the Traveller. “I don’t know where you got your intel, but neither of us have ever faced any one or any thing called a Cybernator.”
“You have faced at least one,” The Traveller said, pointing at the cyborg still lying on the exam table. “For there is one before you.”
Fantasy looked at the cyborg and remembered his fight against it. After a few seconds he walked towards the others. “Where is this weapon you’re taking about?”
“Excuse us for a second.” Mac said to the Traveller as he turned towards Fantasy. “You don’t really believe any of this do you?”
“I’ve been in a lot of fights since I decided to use my powers to fight evil” Fantasy said as he looked at the cyborg. “But if he’s right and there’s more of these things, we’ll need any help we can get. I’ve had a hard enough time one on one. I don’t know how many I can face at a time.”
“Good point. So where is it?” Mac asked, turning to face the Traveller.
“On the Netherscape, a plane of existence similar to yours.”
“How do we get there?”
“I am weak from my injuries. Allow me to rest a bit, and I will show you the way.”
The guards answered by turning on their rifles laser sites and pointed them at Fantasy.
“I’ll take that as a no.”
Moving too fast for the guards can react, Fantasy threw a smoke pellet on the ground, filling the room with smoke. Switching his visor to infrared, he attacked the guards, who didn't stand a chance.
Running for the top of the building, he ran into a few guards, none of which slowed them down much. Reaching the roof, he prepared to fly to safety until he saw another cyborg like the one he fought a few days earlier.
Diving down and activating his Blast Field, Fantasy rammed into the cyborg at full speed, driving it into the building, crashing through the wall. Pulling his sword he lunged at the cyborg, which knocked him away with ease. Getting to his feet with speed that comes from years of training, he took several playing cards from his belt and charged them with kinetic energy before throwing them at the cyborg, which was thrown backwards. Charging towards his foe, Fantasy extended the blades on his Battle Gauntlets. After quick spin kick, he slashed his foe till it fell, dead. Bringing his blades in, he jumped into the air and flew away.
“Any luck?” Mac said as he looked up from his examination of the cyborg.
Fantasy sat down in front of the computer terminal and removed a disk from his belt.
“Yep. Got lots of info from their computer core. It was all encrypted, but I managed to decipher some of it. They are definitely up to something.”
"I’ll get on this right away.” Mac said as he took the disk.
“How’s our guest doing?”
As if on cue, the stranger enters the room. He leaned against the wall, not strong enough to stand by himself.
“I am doing better, thank you for your concern.”
Mac stared at the stranger. “Good. Maybe you can answer some questions hen. Who are you? What are you doing here?”
“I am known as the Traveller.” The stranger said as he sat down in a nearby chair. I have come here to deliver a warning.”
Fantasy and Mac looked at each other. “About what?” They asked in unison.
“You may have defeated a few of the Cybernators, but you do not have the power to stop them once and for all. Only the Fantasy Star has the power needed to defeat them.”
Mac walked toward the Traveller. “I don’t know where you got your intel, but neither of us have ever faced any one or any thing called a Cybernator.”
“You have faced at least one,” The Traveller said, pointing at the cyborg still lying on the exam table. “For there is one before you.”
Fantasy looked at the cyborg and remembered his fight against it. After a few seconds he walked towards the others. “Where is this weapon you’re taking about?”
“Excuse us for a second.” Mac said to the Traveller as he turned towards Fantasy. “You don’t really believe any of this do you?”
“I’ve been in a lot of fights since I decided to use my powers to fight evil” Fantasy said as he looked at the cyborg. “But if he’s right and there’s more of these things, we’ll need any help we can get. I’ve had a hard enough time one on one. I don’t know how many I can face at a time.”
“Good point. So where is it?” Mac asked, turning to face the Traveller.
“On the Netherscape, a plane of existence similar to yours.”
“How do we get there?”
“I am weak from my injuries. Allow me to rest a bit, and I will show you the way.”
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