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(Heaven's voice over a star scene, shifting to show Earth, a mixture of gray and green hues, rather than the blues/whites) "Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to go to work."
(Zoom pulls into an scorched urban [think Arizona weather] combat scene, focussing on the individual in the semi-reflective green suit running quickly up the side of the wall.)
"3... 2... 1..." (Fang's voice as he flips easily over the edge of the roof, landing with arms outstretched.) "And the crowd goes wild!" (Two guards on the roof, armor a combination of future technology and classic roman design, with featureless helmets draw their guns.)
(Fang holds up hands submissively) "Can't we talk about this?"
(Guards step forward, bracing the weapons to their shoulders) "Guess not."
(Camera behind guard now, a couple loud cracks, guard falls to show Fang, back already turned, fiddling with a metal box on the roof top, cabling going from his right temple to the box.) "And so I did say, let there be light! You're in the black, Heaven, enjoy the view." (Flashes a smile to the screen as it freezes for a moment, a black box appearing at the bottom, "Fang" written in green articulate handwriting upon it.)
(Scene change: large room full of screens, Fang's smiling face upon one of them. Camera turns to the right, coming to Heaven, small text constantly scrolling on her blue shades.) "Much appreciated Fang, now get outta there, guards are en route and I doubt you're capable of taking five at time."
(Fang, still displayed on monitor, smiles again) "You be amazed how many I can take."
"I mean in a fight." (Heaven responds, slight irritation upon her features.)
"Oh... yeah, that I can't handle. Seeya soon boss lady." (Fang is last seen dashing from the roof top)
(Heaven massages the bridge of her nose slightly before looking up, face calm again. Screen freezes again with Heaven written in sky blue, ornate lettering in text box.)
"How're the rest of you doing out there?"
(Camera zooms in quickly on one of the screens, Luna responding first.) "Never-" (stop and grunts slightly, teeth gritted, elbowing a guard who runs up behind her, shattering the face plate. Then punches forward, broken plastic spilling slightly into screen view. Smile crosses her as she pushes aside a loose strand of blonde hair.) "-better Heaven. Never better."
(Camera cuts through screen, displaying events in "real time". Luna ducks, sweeps her leg out, tripping another soldier who attempts to tag her with a bayonet. As the trooper begins to spin she turns, drives a fist in below its ribs turning the arm full circle the guard is lifted over her only to be sandwiched between her arm and the ground. Grins at the screen, Freeze, dirty white rounded lettering displaying "Luna" on screen.) "But you may wanna check on the gruesome twosome."
"Will do."
(Camera starts cycling over the various screens, displaying numerous other combat situations. Finally stops upon where a black blur, topped with a red fibrous trail, lightning seemingly arcing along its edges moves amongst the guards. Their weapons firing, they appear to be slightly panicked and none are hitting the mark.)
"Wired. Data flow."
(The blur immediately stops, revealing Wired, arms radiating blue light, hands smeared a thick red, one gripping tightly the throat of a trooper. The previous soldiers behind her appear to be shaking slightly.)
"Right as rain, oh great watcher above. Speakin' o' the rain."
(Camera tightens focus upon her clearly mad face. A fleshy tearing noise followed by a finger snap, and the guards behind her spray blood in that geyser way so popular in various things representing a high speed kill. Laughing heartily, Freeze, cables spreading across to spell "Wired") "Beautiful."
"Lovely Wired, just lovely. Any word-"
"From the big red wyrm? Nots a peep a' tall. Give the li'l 'un a zip, she might be in the know."
(Camera shifts to a screen showing Heaven, clearly inside some sort of mechanical chamber.)
"Wyrmling sweety, any idea where he is?"
(Camera swings to show Wyrmling and the little robot from scene 3 inside the cockpit, pulling at various mechanisms.)
"Not so much as a peep, H. Honestly, that boy sometimes- oh geez, one sec."
(Camera pulls out of the chamber to reveal a sizeable, tripedable mecha grab hold of a nearby vehicle in its two, four-fingered manipulators. The vehicle's hull tears like paper, as the guards fall out of it like candy, scattering after they stand up.)
"Ooo hoo hoo. This is fun, eh bit-bot?" (Camera cuts to inside cockpit where both Wyrmling and bit-bot do thumbs up, Freeze, Wyrmling written in scrap melt and parts, with '& bit-bot' painted onto the G in red lettering.)
"Just remember not to hurt them sweety. You don't want that on your conscience."
"No worries, I won't. Well, not very much at least. Bruises and such, you know."
"I know."
(Grim voice cuts in, screen displaying the lower half of a face splashed in red light.)
"We pushed into Theta yet?"
(Heaven's voice) "They're all there, the brownies are pushing back hard. Where are you?"
"On my way. Seeya in a time." (Squeal of tires and the camera shifts to behind the red light of a bike as it tears off through the tunnel.)
(Scene shift to the monitor room again, camera focussing on Wired, who's now a good bit more splattered)
"We got news?"
"He's on the way."
"Good, I'm gettin' bored." (Wired laughs)
(Luna now visible on that screen) "You would be."
(Wyrmling's mecha coming on screen too, sparks bouncing off the hull) "Man, these guys can hit hard."
(Camera through screen, the three of them slowly edging together as it pulls out, showing them surrounded. Camera returns to close as guards level their guns.)
"S'okay, not so bore'dany more."
(Soldier voice now)
"Ready. Aim. -"
(Camera to lower half of face again.) "Wyrmling, 125, 265, 406."
(Battle scene, Wyrmling's mecha reaches out a claw which closes, grabbing the bike in the air. Fabric snapping in the wind, several heavy thumps, soldier's voice now choking and gagging. Several guards in the area fall to flashes of silver. Camera swings up to helmeted figure, crossbow-like launcher in hand, backlit by the overly bright sun.)
(Figure drops from the sky hard, sound of crushing plastic as a its foot comes down on a standing guard.)
"Ladies, ready to spring the trap?" (Figure asks, back to the guards.)
"Oh yeah." (Luna)
"You bet." (Wyrmling)
"Damn skippy." (Wired)
"Then let's-" (Figure turns as a guard swipes upward with a bayonet. Camera focuses upon helmet as it hits the ground, blood splattered in a line along the face of it. Sweeps up semi-slowly, revealing the figures open black long coat, jeans, and shirt. Snap-zooms to face, half obscured by hair, revealing a rather wicked cut from jaw to hairline, through the eye.)
"Okay, now I'm pissed." (Spoken by the figure as the wound shifts from bloody to silver to sealed. Fist comes into view before moving in a blur. A loud crack and blood splatters on the face, teeth gritted, facial expression noticably irritated.)
"Much better." (Figure speaks in hard tone, Freeze, Dragon is burned through black box.)
(Four of them move at the same time, camera swinging in a circle around them, as each strikes at the guards. Sounds of combat, gunfire, laughter, and machinery. Camera pulls out, back to the monitoring room, as the panels flicker and shift, each eventually displaying a component of a black background, red text seemingly comprised of still wet spray paint that read "Utopia Underground.")
(Screen fades to black as Heaven speaks again.) "Honestly Dragon, do any of your plans not result in a body count?"
(Dragon's hoarse laughter) "None of the good ones."
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