Initium Novum - A fanfic

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    #1 Theis, Nov 11, 2018
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    Somewhere else.

    I'm walking down a path. There's nothing in sight but trees. Tall, green trees. It's quite different than what I'm used to seeing.

    There's a change in scenery. The trees are becoming thicker. Slowly but surely, the forest surrounds me. Why am I here? What is this place?

    Now the foliage is everywhere. I can barely see what's in front of me. Then, a clearing in the endless leaves and branches. Finally.

    A fork in the path lays in front of me. One passageway leads to a city in the distance. The other, to a dark landscape, dotted with small, bright spots of light.

    I know what must be done. I've made my choice. We need to-

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    "Researcher Murz?"

    What? What the hell just happened?

    "Murz. You there?"

    "Ah, sorry. Lost my train of thought..."

    "Alright...Well, gotta go. Running a bit late," the junior researcher in front of me says as she scurries off.

    It's rather disorienting. I don't remember being exposed to anything memetic.

    I just realized. I'm sitting at a console. There's a window on the screen, blinking urgently.

    WELCOME TO SCiPNET DIRECT ACCESS TERMINAL. PLEASE ENTER COMMAND.

    Might as well.

    login

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    AUTHENTICATION ACCEPTED.
    WELCOME, SENIOR RESEARCHER MURZ.
    YOU HAVE ONE (1) NEW EMAIL.

    Odd. I usually don't get any emails at this time of the day. Usually, if I need to be alerted of something, I get a phone call.

    I click on the alert.

    TO: Researcher Samuel Murz
    FROM: Home
    SUBJECT: The End
    URGENCY: HIGH

    WARNING. THIS FOLLOWING DOCUMENT IS EMBEDDED WITH CLASS URIEL COGNITOHAZARDS. IF YOU ARE NOT THE INTENDED RECIPIENT, DO NOT PROCEED. PLEASE REPORT THIS INCIDENT TO THE NEAREST RAISA MEMBER, CODE 616-DAVAO. REPEAT. THIS FOLLOWING DOCUMENT
    IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED
    CAN BE TRUSTED
    MUST BE DESTROYED
    MUST BE PROTECTED

    ...

    ...

    Researcher,

    We understand this is rather sudden, but we need you to do a few things. All will be explained in time, but not now. Wherever you are head to the nearest exit. It's time to come home.
    OPEN YOUR EYES
    LET US IN
    COME HOME
    WE NEED YOUR HEARTS


    Before I know it, I'm out of my seat. I'm not controlling my body anymore. I hit a stride, moving quicker and quicker.

    I shove past one of my co-workers, ignoring the rather angry look he gave me. My mind is in a haze. Is this what Zero-Six-One feels like?

    I'm outside now. It feels nice. The stars are beautiful tonight. I can see dozens of others with me. They've seen it too.

    It's beautiful. I was blind, but they opened my eyes. We need to return home.
     
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    Yep. Another fic. Gonna update this later.
     
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    #3 Theis, Nov 11, 2018
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    Quick note, consider this fic to be a soft reboot of my previous fic (The Final Page). You can read it here for part one and here for part 2, though you don't have to, as they no longer apply.

    Nothing to see hear! Move along...
     
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    Woah, this is gunna be inserting fiction, porfavor update it ;0;
     
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    A month ago. Dimensional Site-29.

    At a glance, the building was just like any other. Large, gray, and overall, rather insignificant. A closer look, however, revealed something a bit different. Something much, much more different.

    Underneath the facade, hundreds of staff members are at work. Some sit at consoles, others delivering papers. Brimming with activity, the facility is almost alive.

    Above the hard-working staff, a single logo is present. A circle, enclosed within another circular shape, with three arrows pointed inward. The general public would not associate this symbol with anything, as it should be.

    After all, the Foundation dies in the darkness, so that humanity can live in the light. Operating worldwide, in secret, with the unopposed support of all major governments, the Foundation has a single goal in mind. To secure the future of humanity. To contain the monsters that hide within the shadows. To protect mankind and all of reality.

    The Foundation oversees the discovery, containment, and occasionally, the destruction of objects, places, and people who violate natural law and consensus reality. In layman’s terms, the Foundation protects the world from the paranormal.

    But now, they will uncover a certain blue-haired creator…

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    In the deepest facility of Site-29...

    The Space-Time Scranton Array is a marvel of Foundation tech. The Foundation took its greatest minds together just to produce it. Absolutely massive, it was crafted through the reverse engineering of extra-universal technology, as well as with Foundation tech, not to mention the use of several anomalous objects in the Foundation’s control.

    Used to detect anomalies that are traditionally outside the Foundation’s reach, it has done its job well. Now, however, it has set its sight on an interesting oddity. A tiny, almost unnoticeable distortion in the universe.

    ERROR DETECTED. HUME LEVELS INCONSISTENT WITH CONSENSUS PATTERNS. SCANNING...

    The machine, having a mind of its own, decided to investigate. It focused its vast resources to analyzing this anomaly, but could not see past the wrinkle from its current vantage point.

    RESULTS INCONCLUSIVE. FURTHER ACTION IS NEEDED.

    Perplexed, the SSA dove deeper. Through the twisting folds of time and space, where the line between existence and destruction has been blurred, the machine finds an answer.

    DEEP SCAN SUCCESSFUL. ROSEN-EINSTEIN BRIDEGE REGISTERED. NO PREVIOUS RECORDS FOUND IN FOUNDATION ARCHIVES. ANALYZING LOCATION...

    It’s a portal. Linked to our reality, it leads into another world. To add to that, the anomaly seems to be located on the Earth’s moon.

    ANOMALY REGISTERED. THREAT LEVEL, INCONCLUSIVE. EUCLID MINIMUM. POTENTIALLY KETER. URGENCY, HIGH. REPORTING TO SITE DIRECTOR YONESCU…
     
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    Henrik Yonescu was not in a good mood. One of the anomalies contained at Site-29, a hostile entity that manifested as a cloud of red, noxious gas, had breached containment several days ago, killing several site personnel and damaging the facility.

    “Goddammit. Now the Ethics Committee is hounding me for ‘endangerment of Foundation agents’,” Yonescu muttered, “The hell did I do? Not my fault the crappy tech they gave us failed.”

    Interrupting his tirade, his computer beeped with an alert.

    SSA ALERT. REQUIRES IMMEDIATE ATTENTION.

    “Great. Now you're acting up. What now?”

    NEW SPATIAL ANOMALY DETECTED. THREAT LEVEL, INCONCLUSIVE. LOCATION, LUNAR SURFACE.

    “...Huh. Not what I was expecting. A moon portal, huh?”

    FURTHER ACTION IS SUGGESTED. WHAT SHALL BE DONE?

    “Contact MTF Lambda-5. Tell them to scout the area out, and gather anything of note. Give them all the info they need, and send this up the chain of command.”

    UNDERSTOOD.
    SSA has disconnected.

    "This'll be interesting..."


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    Some time later, on the Gacha Moon...

    Luni was preoccupied with improving the Summoner's GPS when she got an alert from her base's computers.

    Summoning up her virtual console, Luni investigated the countless windows popping up.

    "Odd..." Luni said to herself.

    Hearing the base's alerts from earlier, Lillith descends onto the ground near Luni, saying, "Is something wrong, Master?"

    "The base detected something entering the Gacha Moon," the creator replies, hands moving swiftly across the console.

    DISTURBANCE DETECTED AT (-3.52, 34.67).
    "I'm going to investigate. Wanna come?" Luni says as she materializes an exit out of her workshop.

    "Sure!"

    And so, they left, with Luni levitating through the exit and into the sky of the Gacha Moon, with Lillith trailing behind.
     
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    WELCOME TO SCiPNET DIRECT ACCESS TERMINAL. PLEASE ENTER COMMAND.

    login

    PLEASE ENTER USER AUTHENTICATION

    O5-3 | nOVemb3R l1MA uLtra LiMa

    WARNING: YOU ARE ATTEMPTING TO LOGIN AS A MEMBER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL. ATTEMPTING TO IMPERSONATE A MEMBER OF THE COUNCIL IS CAUSE FOR TERMINATION. YOU HAVE FIFTEEN (15) SECONDS TO LEAVE THE VICINITY BEFORE DEPLOYMENT OF LETHAL VISUAL COGNITOHAZARD. OTHERWISE, ENTER PERSONAL AUTHORIZATION KEYPHRASE. FAILURE TO DO SO WILL RESULT IN DEPLOYMENT OF A MOBILE TASK FORCE TO YOUR LOCATION.

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    IDENTITY CONFIRMED. WELCOME, O5-3. PLEASE ENTER A COMMAND.

    access SSA addendum 1041-29

    ACCESSING FILE...

    Initial Exploration Log Transcript:
    Exploration Team:
    Mobile Task Force Lambda-5 ("White Rabbits")
    Subject: Anomaly 5981
    Team Lead: L-1
    Other Members: L-2, L-3

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    Note: The following is a written transcript of the initial exploration attempt of spatial anomaly 5981. The anomaly was detected by the Space-Time Scranton Array (SSA) and was promptly reported to Site Director Yonescu of Site-29, who then called upon MTF Lambada-5 for exploration, with the onboard artificial intelligence of the SSA acting as communication between Site Command and MTF Lambda-5.

    [BEGIN LOG]

    L-1: Comms are up. Check your mics, fellas.

    L-3: Check.

    L-2: Check check.

    L-1: Alright. I can hear you guys loud and clear. Command, you there?

    SSA: YES.

    L-1: Got it. Anything we should know before deployment?

    SSA: VARIABLE HUME LEVELS DETECTED WITHIN THE ANOMALY. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

    L-1: Got it. We're heading in.

    [Team is deployed into the anomaly. Gravity within the anomaly is identical to that of Earth's.]

    [Landscape is similar to the normal lunar surface, but colored in a rainbow pattern.]

    L-2: Looks like it's been ripped straight out of some kid's coloring book.

    L-1: Weapons out. Eyes up. We don't know what's out here.

    [No notable events occur for roughly fifteen minutes. Lambda-5 continues to explore the anomaly.]

    SSA: ALERT. TWO OBJECTS INCOMING AT A HIGH VELOCITY.

    [Two entities approach the team. Both are humanoid. One entity is wearing a black-blue hoodie and possesses reality warping capabilities (Referred to as Entity 1). The other entity is winged, with a tail terminating in a heart shape, resembling a stereotypical 'succubus' (Referred to as Entity 2).]

    Entity 1: Who are you?

    SSA: ALERT. ENTITY DISPLAYS ABNORMAL HUME LEVELS. POTENTIAL REALITY BENDER DETECTED.

    L-3: Uh. We're...lost?

    [Both entities are silent for a moment]

    Entity 2: Do you really expect us to believe that?

    Entity 1: You guys are pretty heavily armed. Drop the weapons. Now.

    [Entity 1 materializes multiple firearms, all aimed at Lambda-5.]

    [L-1 produces a handheld Scranton Reality Anchor and throws it at Entity 1. Entity 1 yells in surprise as a flash of light fills the area. The conjured weaponry is dematerialized, and Entiy 1 is momentarily stunned.]

    SSA: WARNING. HUME LEVELS DESTABILIZED.

    Entity 2: Master!? Are you alright?

    Entity 1: Yes, i just (unintelligible)...

    L-1: OPEN FIRE!

    [Team engages with Entities 1 and 2. Entity 1 materializes several weapons during the ensuing firefight, including cannons, missiles, and beams of energy. Entity 2 forms claws constituting of an unknown, purple material to use as weaponry.]

    L-2: Dammit..!

    [L-2 is knocked to the ground by Entity 2, but a grenade is detonated nearby, blowing Entity 2 away.]

    [Entity 1 appears to create a console window and appears to analyze the info on it.]

    Entity 1: Ah. An AI? Clever. TAKE THIS-

    [Entity 1 reaches a hand in the team's general direction.]

    [Visual and audio contact with Lambda-5 is lost.]

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    Extra notes:
    Contact with Lambda-5 was not reestablished, but shortly before contact was originally lost, the SSA noted a sudden drop in hume levels, presumably due to Entity 1's abilities.

    A recovery mission is currently being considered.

    logout

    LOGGING OUT. THANK YOU.
    shutdown

    SHUTTING DOWN...
     
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    Luni's POV

    Today's an odd day. Three random people show up on the Gacha Moon, all heavily armed. Not only that, but they're all carrying tech I can't recognize. I can easily identify the guns and some of the grenades, but almost all of the others are completely foreign to me.

    I pick up one of the firearms from the set of recovered equipment. It's an automatic rifle, doesn't look too complex. No identifiable logos or markings, same with the rest of the stuff. These guys couldn't have gotten all this stuff alone. They had to have been working for someone. But how can I figure this out? Hmm...

    An idea forms in my head. There's no visible logos or markings on the weapons, but maybe if I tried to scan them, I could match the designs to an organization or group?

    I set down the rifle underneath an old scanner design, and run it through the database.

    Scanning. Searching for matching designs...

    No results found.

    "Darn..."

    I set the rifle aside, and run through the rest of the equipment. Still nothing. With a sigh, I return to analyzing the technology by hand.

    Time passes, and I find a small, silvery orb. The same orb that one of the mysterious agents had thrown at me before starting the battle. It somehow disrupted the weapons I had conjured up and stunned me as well.

    The sphere is small enough to hold with one hand, being only a bit larger than a tennis ball. I focus, trying to see through it with my abilities. The surface seems to be made of a carbon steel alloy, with a second layer of lead underneath. I prod further, looking deeper into the device, when suddenly...

    BOOM!

    An explosion of red light fills my workshop, and I'm caught right in the epicenter. I'm hit with a wave of nausea, my head pounding. I hit the ground, and all I see is black.