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Author: DamienTheRed
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Speeding down the elevated freeways of Skyway on what would appear to be a motorcycle was a man who had just discovered something terrible. He had been a scientist of Crey Industries nearly two hours earlier, but the fact that he had been stealing prototypes of new technologies forced his employer to rethink his employment and his freedom. The stolen equipment ranged from Rikti inspired weaponry to excessively powerful computer components, to even a base defense system he had installed in his own home.
The things he had seen in the research complex during his escape were both horrifying and interesting. He had seen the older models of the battle suit he had recently "liberated" being tested and seen how their flames’ destructive potential and could only imagine what his new prototype would be capable of. As he raced down hallways he realized he would be found soon and captured. Being a desperate, panic stricken man he made the reckless decision of wearing the suit and activating it. So, he slipped into an empty lab and put it on. Upon activating this suit of fiery doom, neural receptors attached themselves to his body and somehow the metal changed it's shape to fit snugly around his body. Mere seconds after he had realized the immense power he had acquired alarms sounding and a fearful voice screamed in the back of his head. "Of course! They installed a homing beacon in it you idiot!" At that moment a monotonous female voice was whispering instructions to operate the suit somewhere in his brain.
After the few seconds he dared to waste listening to it's instructions he grasped the Basic Operating Procedure. "Think it and the suit will obey..." He summed up in his mind. Suddenly the thick steel door burst forth ushering three Crey Juggernauts firing a barrage of mini missiles in his general direction obviously not caring about collateral damage. And with an acrobatic skill that he did not have he was able to avoid every mini missile fired at him. He quickly recalled the basic weapons of the suit and launched a counterattack of a single fireball exploding on impact at the center juggernaut that not only flung him into the wall of the hallway behind but pushed his comrades into some mangled lab equipment leaving his escape unobstructed. After well over an hour of fighting he had reached a hanger of vehicles and found his vehicle of choice.
"The Hell Bringer Mark III..." He said in an amazed and excited voice.
It was a hovercraft constructed along the lines of a motorcycle only there were no wheels, only rockets where dual tailpipes would usually be and magnetic projectors lining the bottom neutralizing most of gravity's pull. The suit urged him to escape on this vehicle that was most likely an untested prototype just like the suit which knew exactly how to ride it and informed him of every detail about this hover bike.
And so he was free for the time being and making his way back to the safety of number forty-six Skyway Flats and would decide his next move in his apartment.
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