Michael Brooklyn Morgan "Red Alert"
Act 2, Chapter 6 "Devious Wiles of the
[ Ethernanos detected. ]
The unexpected assault of the mysterious and hostile owl has wounded Michael’s back, adding to the various scars that he accumulated during his time as a soldier. A large scar across his torso, several scratch marks on his arms, these were well earned marks of a warrior that has overcome their odds against overwhelming opposition. Having fought many battles before he lost his memories, these scars were proof of his mettle and he was regarded as one of the prospective soldiers the order considered to rank up. Nowadays, these scars meant nothing to him, having no recollection of his previous battles.
The wound wasn’t deep, but it hurt him badly. Michael winced in pain from the giant owl’s attack, different from what he experienced back when he fought a very powerful dark guildmaster. The attack tore through his shirt, blood seeping through the fabrics as it bled. This was definitely a bad day for him to fight as he still needed time to recuperate from his previous battle. He didn’t expect them to be under attack by a fog and some owl, and with the absence of ethernanos within this dimension, he could barely fight back unless he is able to use telekinesis to his advantage.
“Michael!” Giselle yelled out as she dodged the attack of the large and hostile owl, “Use your telekinesis!”
He didn’t need to remember how he used his telekinesis at this point. He had figured out the practical uses of his telekinesis whe Giselle mentioned the practical uses of his powers, allowing him to interact with his surroundings. Judging by the environment they are in, trees surrounded them, and even more trees beyond the fog. Considering the exceptionally large physique of the opponent, he could perhaps ‘crush’ these trees and timing it right so it falls on the owl. There’s always debris he could use to lob them at their assailant by the time the timber crashes down.
This tactic of his could also potentially be a double edged sword as he thought that damaging all these trees would leave them vulnerable to the attack without any sort of cover. He can dodge its attacks just fine but Giselle’s combat skills left something to be desired for him. Unless she is faster, she is in danger. What lies beyond the fog is a mystery, but if this dimension is endless, theoretically, there will be more cover along the way while he uses his telekinesis to bring the trees down on the owl. He can’t say for sure that this will work, but it is something worth trying at this time.
The enormous owl glided down for another attack, targeting Michael with its sharp talons, his blood painted on the black surface from the prior surprise attack. He could barely see the attack coming, but his combat instincts have proven useful as he dodged out of the way as he saw the avian’s silhouette from the fog. Without his radar to back him up to reveal the enemy’s location, he’d be as good as dead. His instincts have come to save him this time, but the same can’t be said for the next attack.
Anticipating where the owl would be, he extended one of his hands and did a hand gesture and used his telekinesis to crush a part of a tree and sent it crashing down on to the owl. Crash! Half of the tree fell from his psionic power. However, the creature wasn’t wailing or screaming in pain from his retaliation. It’s either he missed, or the enemy is very durable and tough that an attack of this caliber is nothing but a needle. He saw the owl’s silhouette appear once more and moving towards him, trying to hit Michael once more with its talons. This time, he extended both of his arms towards the owl, as if casting a spell, tried to use his telekinetic power to send the owl crashing down so he could kill it up close in hopes of returning back to where they were. Red energy coalesced as it tried to wrap itself around the owl, unfortunately, it was too fast.
It was a near miss, but the owl did manage to scratch his shoulders slightly, adding to the numerous scars he had. It wasn’t as big of a wound and not as painful as the first attack he endured.
“He’s too fast!” He yelled out to her, “I don’t think my telekinesis will catch him!” At this point, there was only one option left for the two of them - run deeper into the fog while Michael uses his telekinesis to send the trees crashing down on it while he attempts to create a portal to Fiore. Giselle understood what he said and couldn’t blame him for his inability to use telekinesis like before. She’s definitely training him to use his psionic powers more frequently, and she believed this stagnation has caused his psionic abilities to weaken. “So, like, we’ll just run away from the owl, right?” She said as she took another glance at the attacker’s silhouette, diving down to attack him once more. “We’re definitely running away.”
Without skipping a beat, the two of them ran deeper into the fog while trying to outrun and dodge the enemy’s talons. This was easier said than done, as Giselle would have to do frequent breaks to catch her breath, all while Michael had to use his telekinesis to move the tries around and send them crashing in an attempt to kill their attacker. While Giselle was taking a break, the avian would frequently try and kill her instead, only to miss as Michael used his telekinesis to move her closer to him, dodging the attack. This was an easy task for him.
They’d also frequently hide behind a larger tree. He was right when this area was massive. The forest extended much further and there were no signs of the asphalt road that could be seen. The silent gliding and flying of their opponent makes it hard for them to know where it is. Only its silhouette could tell them where it was. For now, they seem to have escaped the owl’s wrath as they couldn’t see its silhouette from the fog anymore. “I think we lost them.” Michael said quietly in between panting, careful not to be too loud for their opponent to hear. Giselle was visibly sweating from this ordeal as they were running a lot, even though they were taking frequent breaks every now and then. This was a perfect opportunity for him to create a portal. Since they were farther away from the main road, they’d have to abandon the car, which had Giselle’s clothes and equipment on it. “I’ll try and create a portal for you to come through.”
Just as before, he extended his arms as if casting a spell, thinking of this place and Giselle’s home far from the outskirts of the Neutral Grounds being connected by a tunnel. It was probably a good idea to link these two places together, as a portal within the Neutral Grounds powered by psionic energy would spark an outrage. Like before, it started out small and he was able to successfully open up a portal big enough for people to pass through. He decided that Giselle was the first to pass through. “After you.” He said, trying to hold the portal long enough for her to enter. He expended much of his psionic energy to create this portal and was nearing exhaustion. As expected, Giselle was worried about the equipment and the clothes. These were hard to come by and they were her pride and joy. “Wait, what about my equipment?” “I’ll get them. Don’t worry.” Giselle didn’t really want to leave Michael alone, afraid at the thought of him losing against the monster. But clearly none of them has any choice of this matter, and she knew she’d only be a liability to him.
She stepped through the portal and breathed a sigh of relief as she came back home. She turned to the portal with a worried expression just as the portal was closing.. “Like, don’t go dying, ok?” “... I can’t make promises.” before she could even say anything, the portal closes, leaving Michael behind in the alternate dimension.
A ping echoed in his head as the words popped out of his vision, informing him of the presence of ethernanos. “Oh. Ethernanos must have leaked to this plane when I opened a portal.” He thought to himself and breathed a sigh of relief as he can now fight the hostile entity that could have possibly kept him in this dimension. Immediately, he mentally commanded his Soldier’s Gambit program to summon his Snipe Strix armor so he’d be armored against the vile owl’s attacks. Red hexagon shaped sigils appeared out of nowhere that led to his cyberspace, and bits and pieces of his armor emerged from them. His exosuit wore itself on him, acting as his second skin, and the armor pieces of his Snipe Strix armor attached itselves to the ports of his exosuit. The helmet was the last piece of armor that he wore along with his cloak, manifesting itself as strands of Photosilk Threads wove themselves into a cloak.
While he does have his armor set up now to protect him, his psionic radar was still nonfunctional. He isn’t using the programs on the armor because it’d spend the ethernanos it had. Activating all of them would just disarm him completely. He also figured that there’s enough ethernanos for him to fire at least 3 shots from the rifle he summoned from his cyberspace before running out of it, and endure one hit before the armor dismantles itself and returns to cyberspace. That, or he immediately runs out of ethernanos. As owls are seen as symbols of wisdom, it was imperative that he fire his shots wisely and with precision in order to avoid running out of resources. It was upon this principle that Giselle was able to integrate an aim assist tool to help him fight against more difficult enemies.
Even with his armor on, it’s still difficult for him to know where the enemy is. As he finished suiting up, he went out from his cover to find the avian and immediately put an end to this phenomena that has kept him trapped here. He scanned his surroundings but he couldn’t find a hint on the enemy’s whereabouts. “It must be hiding again.” He thought to himself. Worst case scenario would be that the owl’s talons are so sharp that it could pierce through his armor.
Michael was very vigilant, making sure he was under cover while moving silently. Without the silencing program, he can’t make any sudden moves that would alert his enemy of his presence. He had the element of surprise. Had, as out of nowhere, his enemy dived down from high above and nearly clawed him. He managed to dodge out of the way, and before the enemy had the chance of hiding in the fog, Michael aimed his rifle at the giant owl and…
A beam of light fired from the rifle’s barrel as it sped towards the enemy, only to miss it completely. It was fast, way faster than the bullet, and he had 2 more shots left before he ran out of ethernanos. The enemy glided silently from beyond the fog, readjusting its position before it could swoop down for another attack. Anticipating another attack, Michael aimed the rifle towards the owl’s silhouette and fired another shot.
Another beam of light was fired from the rifle’s barrel, however, it nearly misses his enemy. Another miss and he’ll run out of ethernanos. This shot HAS to hit, because otherwise, he’d be owl meat for dinner. Perhaps that was the reason the monster trapped unsuspecting people in its dominion of fog - to become meals for it. This time, if the enemy did have any victims, they picked the wrong person to trap in its domain. Michael decided to be reckless and aimed just as the owl went down for another swoop on him. As time slowed down, his eyes met the owl’s vermillion colored eyes. It could be his adrenaline pumping.
He stood his ground, and the owl decided not to use its talons, but its beak in an attempt to eat him whole. This was a mistake as he aimed at one of the owl’s giant eyes, firing as it was near enough.
The beam of light pierced through its eyes, blood splattering and the creature screeching in pain. He moved out of the way as the owl fell down to avoid being crushed by its inhuman size. It was thrice as large as him, the wings spanning as wide as 5 feet on both wings. The owl had black, brown, and white colored feathers, its vermillion eyes standing out the most. Most peculiar about this monster is its horn - it was a literal demon horn.
After that shot, Michael’s armor disintegrated into codes and disappeared into cyberspace just as he ran out of ethernanos to keep his armor connected to his exosuit, which also unraveled itself. Michael was rightfully angry at the monster that attacked him for giving him a hard time and putting up a fight when he was clearly in no way in any condition to fight. This creature, who had the audacity to trap him and Giselle here in his domain, was wailing from the pain, blood tearing down from the eye he hit.
It was time to end this.
Oddly enough, the monster reeked of psionic energy. He doesn’t care where it came from, and only cared that it would disappear to release him from this foggy prison. All of a sudden, a wild idea struck him. Is it possible for him to siphon the owl’s psionic energies? Well, there’s only one way to know for sure if he can. What he was about to do doesn’t involve telekinesis at all, and was more like a ‘Psionic Energy Manipulation’. This is a first for him, and probably his very first time to absorb the monster and make it a part of him; a part of his flow of psionic energy.
Through some hand movements, Michael started to siphon the monster’s psionic energies. This energy manifested itself as a red colored energy, the same color of his eyes. It was easy enough to start the process of assimilating its psionic energies to him, but the monster put up a resistance against his efforts and put up a fight. He struggled a lot as this was his first time trying to do this. It all came to an end in his favour with the monster’s psionic energy all absorbed, and it disintegrated into red dust, coalescing into a vermillion orb.
MEL @ WW