A single water droplet. That was all it took to trigger the chaotic chain of events that would initiate the revival of the ancient relic housed in METIS. The planetary droplet collided with a rusty system of loose metal wires pivoting against an old-century trebuchet. The wires snapped upon impact, launching a massive boulder in flight that chunked into frail pieces the moment velocity was in effect.
The rocks eventually collapsed into a crater, enveloping the inside with nothing but heat and friction from the planet's core. Once years had passed, the raw mass of the built-up heat and tension exploded violently, releasing a hulking mass of rock and ash bundled together at supersonic speeds. The projectile's hyper-speed sent it through the planets beyond orbit, eventually transforming into a meteor that aimed for METIS, a derelict planet that remains to this day, one of humanity's last stages.
Ravens and crows perched upon crooked lifeless dead trees sensed the build-up of the meteor surging in their direction, fleeing upon notice by flapping away. A cyan and flame-infused trail signaled the hastened speed of the meteor as it crackled through the skies like a grand bolt of lightning. The meteor collided in the wide desolate landscape of a dust-riddled landscape, detonating a mysterious ancient relic taking shelter in the rocky fissures of the land.
The meteor's raw energy provided the relic enough sustenance to activate itself. The relic revealed itself to be a small portion of a gargantuan disc housed underneath the land, carrying separate miniature human-sized pods; only three were revealed at the time. Droplets of lava-infused rock collided with one of the pods, enhancing the ancient technology with enough energy to set it off. Ancient writing, depicting an unknown dialect, wrote itself across the pod's entrance.
Yet before the disc could release the pod within, the landscape's fissures caved in on itself, burying the relic once again. Seconds passed as the roaring sounds of the land ceased. A single raven perched on a nearby intact tree, scanning its surroundings for any hostile movement. But the animal alone was unable to sense what would happen next.
A slim pale white hand broke free from the disc beneath, shattering the weak foundation of rock above. Eventually, with enough unity and strength, the arm of the individual pushed itself upward and out to reveal a humanoid figure with no characteristics of sex or gender. The bald figure kneeled down and away from the meteor's crash site, wrapping its arms around with its slim hands.
The moment it opened its eyes, small shards of ice embedded within her eyelids melted to reveal a set of jeweled orchid eyes that resembled the twinkling starlight of the fallen land. It moved its hands away from its arms and tattooed on its left arm read the following code in large black letters: LYNBG52.
Whispers of a hidden voice lingered in their head, forcing them to clench their eyes in pain.
Once everything's over, I'll be by your side to see you make it.
Eliminate the Lords of METIS.
With a single flick of its head turned toward the raven perched on the tree. In an instant, raven-like feathers began to circulate around the humanoid's body to act as clothing, covering it to shelter itself. It stood up sluggishly, kneeling ever so slightly as it began to adjust itself to the terrain around it.
The humanoid's senses instantly corrupted themselves as the voices trembled in its ears. The voices forced themselves to the ground, pinning their existence solely to it. Even though the voices called upon the humanoid to assume lordship, another set of voices drew memories from the humanoid itself housed within its brain, creating an image of an unknown human looking back toward the light.
The black-haired human blushed and grinned brightly as it held the hand of an unknown identity. She turned away and vanished in the blink of an eye. The vision of humanoid who witnessed the vanishing had a vision clouded by an unknown liquid permeating around its eyes. Another blink returned the humanoid to the landscape with its body rejecting the carbon copy of a default body.
Instead, the humanoid's facial features began to imitate that of the memory of the vanished female. A young orchid-eyed female with pale skin, along with a single black mole dotted under its left eye appeared from thin air. Its pale lips suddenly formed themselves to have a slightly rose-colored hue, and its body structure was moderately muscular as the humanoid adjusted to the same memory of the woman housed in its brain.
Its widened eyes remained open as the transformation finished with several other body changes; its original stout legs had widened in the thigh and shin area, carving a voluptuous agenda for itself as it mimicked its memory. Its bald head sprouted a large black bun-shaped molecule of hair before it began running down her back. Its hair was coated with a synthetic metallic sheen that reminded itself of its false human origin.
It opened its mouth to speak, but at first, there was nothing but the garbled speech of deep intonations from its vocal cords. It pressed its palm against its throat, but it had forgotten how to speak. A calm expression remained on its face as it closed its eyes in silence. The memories of the female in its memories had vanished, and there was nothing to imitate. It reopened its eyes, turned back to face the hole it had carved itself, and leaped back down to reenter the disc it had come from.
It landed back in its cryostatic pod, shattered upon contact with the meteor and its ancient energies permeating around. It pushed a button from within, activating an emergency opening from the other side of the pod. Air vacuumed the humanoid out and into an unknown dimly-lit portion of the disc.
It was an ancient city with erected pillars, appearing much larger in scale from the outside of where the humanoid had entered. Weak cinders ignited torches around the ruins, signaling the arrival of a single being in the area. Covered with the raven's feathers as clothing, the humanoid trekked through the disc's ruins barefoot, ascending stone-carved stairs and through a labyrinth of complicated maze-like architectural design. It moved with extreme precaution, unaware of the dangers that remained ahead in the disc.
Eventually, the architecture of the disc transformed from primitive to futuristic. The walls of the ruins glowed in slow succession in blue lights, and the torches morphed into totems that housed permanent light within. The humanoid ascended another narrow flight of stairs, meeting a door with no visible entrance within. It touched the cold door with its bare hand, and a rumbling shock had initiated.
The door suddenly opened automatically, and the humanoid stepped back to reveal a small room housing a single pillar encased in twinkling energies. The humanoid stepped into the room and placed its hand on the energy-infused machine, blasting cold air out in the form of cryostasis-like smoke. The humanoid stepped back and covered its hands as the machine arose from the ground and opened a case from within.
The humanoid stepped forward and reached out with its palm to swipe the smoke away, exposing a futuristic serrated energy blade encased in gold and white feathers near its hilt. As the humanoid continued reaching in, an unknown pulse of energy prevented it from fully retrieving it successfully. No matter how much force the humanoid continued to push itself, it could not get it.
After giving up entirely, she turned and faced away from the blade, wanting to explore further. But a sudden screeching sound caught her attention, forcing her to sweep back around.
The blade moved an inch from its pedestal, it noticed!
"Oh shit," A voice impaled the humanoid's ears in sudden astonishment. "Ahem."
The humanoid lunged forward, attempting to smash through the barrier housing the blade.
"Whoa, rude, rude! Knock it off, already!" The blade spoke.
"The blade speaks." The humanoid voiced out, examining it closer by pressing their eyes against the barrier.
"Only because of you. Damn it, why'd you have to make me so nervous?" The blade whined. "I wouldn't have moved if you would have just minded your own business!"
The humanoid continued to press its face against the barrier, soaking its cheek against it as she clutched the sides of it with both of its hands.
"You do realize it's closed, right? Hello? It's... not... opening... no matter... how hard... you push. What are you, some kind of robot?"
The humanoid responded to the blade's statement by stopping in its tracks and retracting its arm once again. It placed its hands on its throat before looking back up at the glowing blade. "No..." It said with a gentle, feminine voice.
"Yeah, right," The blade retorted. "I've seen statues that look more alive than you."
"Statues are not alive." The humanoid said.
The blade sighed. "Proved my point right away," It said. "So... what's your name?"
"LYNBG52." The humanoid replied.
"Huh. Well, that doesn't really cut it for me," The blade explained. "That doesn't really sound like a name. Why don't I just call you 'Girl' for short for now?"
"Girl?" The humanoid asked. "Why?"
"Because you look and sound like a girl, what else?"
"Girl..." The female studied itself. "Then... I am Girl."
"No, that's clearly not what I meant..." The blade sighed before trailing off into a state of uncertainty. "Listen, I'm going to need you do me a favor and leave me be. I'm going back to sleep. If you want to find your way out, just head back to wherever you came from."
"I cannot do that." Girl replied, turning around.
"And why is that?" The blade asked.
"I must eliminate the Lords of METIS." Girl replied.
"No idea what you just said," The blade asked, astounded by Girl's lack of motivation. "Look, it really doesn't matter at this point. I want absolutely no part in this-"
Girl reared her hand back and rotated her palm up. She pulled her elbow back and dove her fingertips forward, shattering the barrier out of sheer brute force. The pillar that the blade was housed within rotated to the side to initiate a system of locks tied directly underneath their feet.
"Damn it, I said NO!"
Holding the blade in hand, Girl scanned for a way out of the disc before she was trapped for eternity. She sprinted out of the entrance she came through and found the disc's ceiling collapsing as debris rained from above.
"Girl, RUN! GET US OUT!"
Girl rotated the blade and placed it behind her back, letting the bundle of raven feathers clutch it tightly from harm. She leaped off of the great influx of stairs that she had previously climbed for minutes on end and landed safely with a slam to the ruin grounds. Her legs and feet were unharmed from the collision, and Girl continued to leap without much thought. A pale and lifeless expression was all she had on her face.
She sped through to the pod that she was held within, jamming her fist against the button to close the rear where she entered. While protected from the inside, the constant quaking of the disc's movement and the distant thunderous roars of debris colliding with one another had the blade shouting in distress. Girl pressed her legs against the door to hold herself in position, but not before a massive collision that caused the pod to shake uncontrollably. The beaming light inside the pod cracked, covering the small area in darkness.
"Hey, you okay!?" The blade asked.
"No sign of injury," Girl quickly stated, pulling the blade from her raven feather holster and holding it up to her face. The energy radiating from it discharged with golden and white pulses. "Blade. Get us out of here." She requested firmly.
"Some nerve you have, trying to tell me what to do even when I said no," The blade threatened. "Well, there's no going back there now. You'll have to use me if you want to get out. Or are you not going to listen to me either for this?" The blade retorted.
Girl reared the blade back and jammed it near the edge of the pod's door, attempting to pry it open. After shucking it open, she kicked the pod door open, sending it flying off and away into the distance. A heavy gust of wind came blasting toward Girl and the blade as they approached the outside.
"There's no way..." The blade commented as Girl stared off into the distance.
The ancient disc they had settled on was no longer underground, but now a floating singularity rotating in the sky through an engine system. The spinning system sliced through the air, rippling through the atmosphere slowly. Girl rested upon the massive disc-like structure on the uppermost level, where the winds blew her black hair against the breeze. From their view, Girl and the blade were blessed with an utmost outstanding view from the wastelands of METIS; a towering vista where lush greenery covered abandoned skyscrapers, no doubt from the resulting devastation of the apocalyptic battlefield.
An ear-shattering bang came abruptly to Girl and the blade's right, signaling a possible danger. The upper level where the floors were present began to rise after something unknown struck it from underneath. The blade shouted as Girl placed it behind her raven holster once more, unaware of the hostile.
A massive serrated blade attached to a beast-like paw erupted from the ground and pulled itself out of the opening. The hulking bloodthirsty beast, which was a mixture of a lion's mighty resolve and a bat's wings, snarled as its razor-sharp serrated blades sliced through the disc's terrain. The beast's rotting essence and smell became apparent; it was one out of many creatures roaming METIS seeking to gorge on food for sustenance.
The beast's pale veiny eyes and white flaky mane brushed against the gust as it identified Girl and as the potential candidates for its meal. It approached the two with blood dripping down its snout. It raised its wings in the air to appear threatening, revealing the heads of many demon-like creatures surgically attached as trophies for its past victims.
"What's the plan to deal with that!?" The blade shouted.
Girl took a step backward, searching for a potential way out. She analyzed the creature's rotting body structure, but doing so did nothing but waste time.
Just before the creature was about to strike with its blade, it reared its blade-attached paw back. An unnatural and mystical instinct inside Girl's mind instructed an opening to dodge. Girl sprinted forward without hesitation toward the creature.
"No, no, no, no, NO!" The blade cried.
Just after the beast swiped forward with all its might, Girl dragged her legs down while she sprinted to slide across the disc's terrain with her knees. The beast's paw narrowly missed her head as she bent down limbo-style. Another follow-up strike with its elongated tail missed as well; Girl evaded the attack by swiftly cartwheeling to land on her feet.
Girl turned her back, catching a narrow tunnel system that acted like a potential escape path. The chute-like tunnel surged with electric energy and underground propellers to generate momentum for transportation. As a tunnel suitable for most vehicles, a human volunteer would never do. But it was Girl's only path to escape, and she took the chance, for she had no hesitation.
She never did.
"Stop, stop, STOP!" The blade cried.
A single leap of faith was all it took. The beast came crashing through, eyes dead-set fixated on them as it gave chase.