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Blitukus searched... and notice one machine different from the rest. It was much larger than usual, and seemed quite active, connected to the network through multiple wires. Blitukus looked around once more... the network... the computers... once the main, characteristic tool, providing benefits for all in a grand civilization... now perverted to be nothing more than an instrument of oppression. It sickened Blitukus to his heart... he was now here to do away with a wondrous invention gone wrong... perhaps once and for all. Blitukus once again accessed the contents of his gift, this time in the larger computer... he ran 'Hammerer'... upon clicking yes, the program started to spread itself and topple the system... but it did not get far at all. The port listing the operations closed, and numerous 'Function terminated by overseer' messages popped up onto the display. Blitukus closed them... this machine was important, connected to many places... but it was protected by a nearby computer. The machine spat out the gift as if it were repulsed with it. Blitukus picked it up, and looked around. There were many computers still running... but these smaller computers were likely vulnerable. Blitukus walked over to one, and once again, inserted the gift, and ran 'Hammerer'... this time, the machine was stopped, and several of the machines around it. Blitukus then repeated this with another active machine... as the machine shut itself off, Hammerer spread itself, and shut off the nearby machines... now... only one machine was left. Blitukus walked up to it, and used it to run 'Hammerer'... as with the previous uses, it asked Blitukus if he was sure... likely a measure to keep it from being accidentally used... but still...
I am sure my quest will be completed successfully... no need to ask.
Blitukus selected yes... the computer promptly undid its own operations, and shut down, spitting the gift... obviously now a data storage unit of some sort... out. Blitukus retrieved it... now there was no 'overseer' computer to terminate anything. Still... Blitukus realized... he was about to undo one of the greatest things to have evolved from the devices he had inspired... The full realization dawned on him as he slipped the data storage unit into the slot again. The inventory of the device again popped up on the display... Blitukus moved the pointer to Hammerer... he felt his heart slowly begin to sink with sadness. The hammerer obviously compromised a computer in more ways than simply shutting it down... for no longer was the demonic operator able to control gas flow. He was about to destroy information... he was about to destroy a world wonder... and as he observed this, it would be unrecoverable. He noticed the connection icon again. He remembered 1999... the database... this network was once the collaborative electronic mind of a grand and beautiful civilization... it provided knowledge and tools to all who requested... Blitukus felt his sadness deepen. He forced himself to run Hammerer... it prompted him, "Are you sure?" Beautiful metropolis, the wondrous technologies benefiting all, utopias metropolis, his dream in reality... A shining beacon of hope for the future... and this one remnant of it, Blitukus was about to destroy... What had happened to the skyrises before the cliff? The wondrous flying machines and vast cities? So many people... Blitukus thought, hundreds of millions... no, billions... and it all was no more. What had happened to the peaceful, simple towns... so long ago? Blitukus sniffled. Before his time travel... before flying machines... before it all... all was well... peace and prosperity permeated the open lands and open skies, simpler times where one was free... Remembrance of these times... when he was but a child... it brought tears to Blitukus' eyes. Once again, he wanted to stand upon the rooftop of his familiar castle, the wooden buildings around... a peaceful town upon the deserts, green, untamed fields beyond, the sun cascading over the pristine lands where the land and the future were both full of brightness... he wanted to be able to be with his mother one more time... his hero, his mother, his best friend... in many ways, his inspiration through life. The one kobold to stand in a world where kobolds were hated, to stand for all kobolds, to stand for all against evil... and win. She still was his inspiration... Blitukus felt it welling up in his heart. Even if his love for his mother was one of the only bright things in these dark, bleak lands, it would prevail. He would succeed... no matter what, his quest would be carried out until its final action. No force of evil, no matter how powerful or advanced, would extinguish his love. He once again found himself in the cold enclosure of a bleak future... the computers and wires all around, metal walls and glowing lights... the display immediately ahead, asking, "Are you sure?" He had told himself that he would succeed... no matter what it entailed... even if it meant the destruction of one of the last great relics of the grand civilization he helped to inspire. A tear dropped from Blitukus' face. Blitukus selected, "Yes." Blitukus watched as the program ran, text being displayed and rolling off the screen so fast it became a blur... soon, error messages popped up as the machine churned out its last functions... the error messages flooded the screen, and finally, the machines innards ground to a halt. The data storage device was spat out, the display turned black, then the machine suddenly and crudely shut down its own power supply... Blitukus had just let loose an illness among the machines from 22 years into the relative future... the entire network was indeed defenseless. There was the sound of yelling and swearing above. The lights flickered... suddenly, the lights shut off, a moment later, the room was lit by dim red lights along the walls, the lights slowly dimming, flashing back up in brightness, and slowly dimming again in a cycle. Blitukus raised his head, and sniffled slightly. He got up, took his gift with, then walked away. Kazo smiled, "Looks like these machines provide a whole new arena for combat! I'd love to try it out!" Blitukus replied, "Perhaps some day you will... now, we must escape from this facility. Please help me with this bulkhead." Blitukus walked over to a metal bulkhead blocking the exit. Kazo replied, "Sure thing!" Kazo walked over, and then, both working together, they slowly managed to pry the bulkhead open, the mechanisms formerly locking it shut having been disabled. Blitukus walked through... a stairwell lead up for quite a ways, likely to the surface. Blitukus began to ascend the stairwell, Kazo leaping up toward the top.
Meanwhile... all around the facility... all around the nearby prison... demonic operations ground to a halt as their networked, computer-regulated machines spontaneously shut down and refused to restart. A kobold was running from a guard, and made it away, but found himself at a dead end, a turret popping out of the wall behind him. The kobold pressed his back against the end of the dead end... he expected it would be the end of him... but... the turret stayed popped out, doing nothing. Moments passed. The kobold walked up to the turret... the turret now pointed at the wall, unmoving. The kobold pushed the turret, and it slid in its guides limply. The hum around the fences ceased. The kobolds who were strong enough to do so realized this opportunity, and began to climb the fences to flee. The guards immediately opened fire, but as kobolds poured out of their enclosures, and fled through the now unlocked-by-default doors in the concrete walls, the guards, taken by surprise, could not stop them all from escaping. The one who had nearly been killed by a turret was one of the ones to successfully escape... As this one kobold ran, he felt vengeful for all he had seen within the prison... he had seen friends tortured to death at the hands of demons... it was then this young kobold decided to join one of the free factions, and train to use the demons very own weapons against them... he would not be satisfied as a regular troop either... he wanted to wield the highest technology against them, to protect his friends and the friends of others, to finally put an end to the demonic grip on the world... he decided, he would have to somehow work his way up to becoming one of the very few special ops. He felt confident he would succeed... he was still young... and he needn't worry about running out of fuel for the flame of his vengeance. As this all took place... at the top of the OmnireCo tower, the CEO... a dark being, clothed in thick, dark clothes, was watching the latest propaganda regarding a kobolds body slowly being dismantled alive, starting with the eyes... suddenly, the image went to static, and then went to blue, the text "SGNL FAIL" on the screen. The CEO was taking a drink from his diamond and gold adorned glass... he slammed the glass down, cracking it, then stood. He yelled at the screen with a demonic roar... but it did not change the fact, the screen still read, "SGNL FAIL"...
Blitukus and Kazo finally neared the top of the stairwell. They opened the hatch at the top, and climbed out. All around, the facility was dark. A thunderstorm rocked the skies. Rain poured down, and wind blasted across the black surfaces. A rapid thudding seemed to approach from behind. Lightning revealed something moving over the tops of the buildings. The thudding grew louder... eventually, it revealed itself from the building tops right above Blitukus. It was a a flying machine with very small wings, its rotor on top spinning, creating a loud thudding overhead. Lightning flashed again. Blitukus stepped back as the flying machine turned. revealing the glowing red eyes of its pilot. Blitukus knew what was about to happen next would likely best not involve him standing right there. Blitukus darted away, Kazo hesitating, but following. A bright flash was visible beneath one of the small wings of the flying machine... a rocket then streaked forth, striking the ground behind Blitukus. Blitukus dove to the ground. The explosion sent out several bolts, which fragmented further on impact. Blitukus got up, and noticed Kazo was gone. Blitukus darted away as the flying machine then began to fire a hail of bolts that glew blue, engulfed in blue flame. It seemed the bolts themselves burned with extreme heat. The pilot must obviously be new... for at these ranges it would be difficult to miss with an explosive rocket and all these bolts. Then, Blitukus realized... the wind was blowing the flying machine all over the place, and the rain obscured the pilots view. Blitukus found cover, and hid behind it. The flying machine then ceased firing, maneuvering around to try to get at Blitukus. Where had Kazo gone to?... Was Kazo OK?
The demonic pilot reloaded the heavy crossbows mounted to her flying machine. The flying machine suddenly rocked and a loud CLUNK was heard. She immediately thought the crossbows had jammed... no, it was alright. Likely just the wind and debris.
Blitukus kept crouched behind the cover, a small service vehicle connected to a fuel tank... likely the pilot would have little concern about its own home base, and would soon blow up the vehicle AND the tank, sending Blitukus with it.
Lightning struck in the distance, the flash illuminating the compound for a split second... the pilot noticed two blue, glowing eyes looking in the canopy at her. Kazo smiled, licking his lips, and spoke, "Hello!" Kazo then pried the canopy open. The tentacle demon pilot spoke, horrified, "Adamantine..." The demon then reached for a weapon, but before she could reach it, Kazo dug his claws in to her, biting her face and slashing her throat out with his one free hand. Kazo then stepped back, and stabbed her with his claws, latching on firmly and lifting her out of her seat with it. The canopy open, he held her over the front of the flying machine, and then tossed her upwards and back. The tentacle demon pilot struck the blade of her own flying machine, the rotor chopping her into several pieces, then promptly scattering the pieces. The flying machine drifted downwards... drifted downwards faster... and finally smacked into the ground, sliding to a stop, leaving a shower of sparks... it was a rough landing, bending and scraping off a bit of the exterior metal and frame, but actual damage to internal components was minimal. Blitukus was already on his way to the flying machine, having started running upon seeing Kazo on the canopy. Blitukus ran toward the flying machine... he saw Kazo sit down in the front seat. The winds caused by the rotors pressed Blitukus back, but Blitukus ran through the wind, reaching the cockpit and pulling himself in. It seemed they now had a means of transit. Kazo grinned, "I just LOVE flight! Let's get moving! I want to see what this technological flier can do!" Blitukus replied as he sat in the copilots seat, formerly empty, "Agreed! Thank you again." Blitukus then shut the canopy, and seated himself. Although the thought of riding in a flying machine with Kazo as the pilot didn't immediately seem appealing, Blitukus realized, Kazo likely had more than a lifetimes experience with flying machines of one sort or another. Kazo spent a few moments studying the controls... the seat was made for a larger creature, but adjusting the seat combined with the use of his tail allowed him to compensate. Directly in front of him were several displays, on the panel, they displayed text, on the glass panel in front of the window, text and lines that showed the relative position of the horizon, as well as visual navigation markers, all in blood red colors. Kazo twisted a dial, causing it to brighten to a fiery red. Kazo then sat back, and pressed the throttle forwards. The engines of the flying machine let out sounds of increasing pitch, and the flying machine then lifted off again. Immediately, the flying machine was pushed and turned about by winds, rain covering the canopy. A flash of lightning was once again seen. Kazo countered the motion of the aircraft, and flew it above the tops of the buildings. Kazo opened the canopy slightly, looked around, spotted the railroad, then shut the canopy again. He turned the aircraft, tilting it forward, guiding the aircraft on a path back down the railway. They soon flew over the prison... luckily, there was only one road leading out, and the road could be seen through the rain. Kazo then turned the flying machine, flying down the road in a crooked manner, fighting the wind. Kazo flew quite fast down the road... a bolt of lightning struck the ground behind the flying machine, thunder heard quite loudly. Kazo slowed the machine... lightning struck the ground in front of it. Kazo tilted the flying machine, causing it to move to the left, lightning striking the ground to the right a few moments after... Kazo then quickly turned the machine almost entirely sideways to the right, a moment later, a bolt of lightning striking so close to the left that it rocked the flying machine, causing the displays on the control panel to flicker. Kazo snickered. Kazo returned the machine to flying down the road. The lightning around intensified... but it all seemed to be happening in a more distant area. Soon, the rain and winds began to subside... they were leaving the storm behind. As soon as they had left the storm, Kazo laughed, and pressed the throttle all the way forward, the flying machine ascending quite high and reaching high speed. It seemed as they ascended, the sky became slightly less dark. It was still rather dark though. Blitukus sat back... when he had arrived in Rametaru, he had nothing but his clothes and a friend... now he had all of that, plus armor, a weapon, and an apparantly powerful flying machine. It would have never been possible had they not both worked together. Blitukus was now returning to what was left of Rametaru, and no matter what he faced, he told himself, he would succeed. Still... he would be faced with direct resistance from OmnireCo itself... He decided, those who would attempt to stop him in his quest would never succeed. The flying machine ascended through the skies, tilted forward, rotor pulling it up.