There he lied, in a tube with serum floating through it. There he lied, with many wires from his metal exterior to the tube. His ominous eyes stayed calm, and he looked as if he was dead. But he was far from it. Any second now, he was about to be let loose to change the world.
He was Wolfpak, a battlemech designed by the Fifth Column. His metallic armor was virtually indestructible, and he packed quite a punch with his far-above-average strength. He also had the uploaded mind of a brilliant German nazi commander dated back to World War II. He was nearly invulnerable, and perfect in every way.
"Opening the cryo tube in 5...4...3...2...". The man hesitantly pushed the button on a large media boardset. The tube hissed loudly, released some air and opened up, freeing the Wolfpak to his synthetic will. "Wolfpak is out, I repeat, Wolfpak is out."
As computed, he automatically began walking to the Army Corridor. As he walked through many halls, German soldiers saw him and instantly saluted. The Wolfpak thought why they were putting their hands to their foreheads, and where he was going. His feet seemed to do the thinking for him.
He arrived, and slid into another tube, which levitated him to the ground floor, where he then met another human. He saluted him, like all the others. Somehow, Wolfpak knew who this person was.
"General Hornig."
"Oh! Wolfpak! You've been awakened, I see. Take a look around."
"Where am I?"
"Nacht Cape, a German stronghold. Wolfpak, your first mission begins soon."
"Yes sir," he said, and walked to a stall which enclosed him again.
He wondered about what happened. Who were these people? Where is this place he is? Who is he? Where is he? WHAT is he?
In what seemed like two seconds, the tube opened back up. He stepped out. He heard a loud sound. Like the whirring of a waterfall. He looked through the large glass window and saw a helicoptor. Without thinking he instantly walked to it, and boarded it with a load of other soldiers. They saluted just like the rest. What did that mean? Could it be a sign of singling out? He was so different from the others. His voice was odd. His skin was very hard.
"Taking off."
The helicoptor lifted itself off the ground, and began taking flight towards the horizon.
"We're here. Drop on my command. Alright...drop, drop, drop!"
The floor made itself a blank square in it's floor, and all the soldiers began jumping out. Were they mad? They would die if they did that! He knew though, that he was much different from the others. Maybe he wouldn't die if he did. So he followed suit and jumped out.
He flipped, facing towards the ground, and something on his back started firing up. He went at an extreme velocity towards the ground. When he approached the ground, he somehow flew before he reached the ground, letting him reach the ground softly. He looked up and the other soldiers had big things hanging over their shoulders. Somehow, the humans were able to float towards the ground! How? He knew that defied the laws of gravity. Could this whole thing be a dream?
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Part 2 coming later. Yes, I know it sucks, but hey, I'm not that experienced in fanfics.
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There he lied, in a tube with serum floating through it. There he lied, with many wires from his metal exterior to the tube. His ominous eyes stayed calm, and he looked as if he was dead. But he was far from it. Any second now, he was about to be let loose to change the world.
He was Wolfpak, a battlemech designed by the Fifth Column. His metallic armor was virtually indestructible, and he packed quite a punch with his far-above-average strength. He also had the uploaded mind of a brilliant German nazi commander dated back to World War II. He was nearly invulnerable, and perfect in every way.
"Opening the cryo tube in 5...4...3...2...". The man hesitantly pushed the button on a large media boardset. The tube hissed loudly, released some air and opened up, freeing the Wolfpak to his synthetic will. "Wolfpak is out, I repeat, Wolfpak is out."
As computed, he automatically began walking to the Army Corridor. As he walked through many halls, German soldiers saw him and instantly saluted. The Wolfpak thought why they were putting their hands to their foreheads, and where he was going. His feet seemed to do the thinking for him.
He arrived, and slid into another tube, which levitated him to the ground floor, where he then met another human. He saluted him, like all the others. Somehow, Wolfpak knew who this person was.
"General Hornig."
"Oh! Wolfpak! You've been awakened, I see. Take a look around."
"Where am I?"
"Nacht Cape, a German stronghold. Wolfpak, your first mission begins soon."
"Yes sir," he said, and walked to a stall which enclosed him again.
He wondered about what happened. Who were these people? Where is this place he is? Who is he? Where is he? WHAT is he?
In what seemed like two seconds, the tube opened back up. He stepped out. He heard a loud sound. Like the whirring of a waterfall. He looked through the large glass window and saw a helicoptor. Without thinking he instantly walked to it, and boarded it with a load of other soldiers. They saluted just like the rest. What did that mean? Could it be a sign of singling out? He was so different from the others. His voice was odd. His skin was very hard.
"Taking off."
The helicoptor lifted itself off the ground, and began taking flight towards the horizon.
"We're here. Drop on my command. Alright...drop, drop, drop!"
The floor made itself a blank square in it's floor, and all the soldiers began jumping out. Were they mad? They would die if they did that! He knew though, that he was much different from the others. Maybe he wouldn't die if he did. So he followed suit and jumped out.
He flipped, facing towards the ground, and something on his back started firing up. He went at an extreme velocity towards the ground. When he approached the ground, he somehow flew before he reached the ground, letting him reach the ground softly. He looked up and the other soldiers had big things hanging over their shoulders. Somehow, the humans were able to float towards the ground! How? He knew that defied the laws of gravity. Could this whole thing be a dream?
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Part 2 coming later. Yes, I know it sucks, but hey, I'm not that experienced in fanfics.