Project high gear report.
My creation is so great. None of these weeklings they offer are worthy of it. My observations have shown that humans tend to husk and they've not completely die out. Under the power of the armor we installed an AI and attempted to just directly put an energy source in but unfortunately most energy sources are sapped within minutes. We've even tried with clear energy but it only last a day
The current fear is that there's nothing capable of satiating the appetite of the armor. Perhaps someday the armor will Assembly go full sentient and can assume all our life to keep it functioning.
Project intelligent armor being combined with project living storm which is an off-site project. Not officially endorsed by motor City has been approved for combination and brought under the office unit ran by an overseer. Soon my creation will see its greatness.
The living storm contains a combination of human DNA and something called gearion DNA the professor refuses to explain a lot of things from it. He only says that he got it from his mentor and that the stuff is too dangerous and volatile to be without a vessel.
After our most recent test results show that project high gear is a success. The armor combined with the being codenamed living storms is showing signs of optimal succession. Although odd abnormalities are starting to display, the suit is showing a brother-like attachment to the living storm not wanting to let it go The professor thinks it's for the best considering the living storm. There's too much of a threat to humanity when at false force or even past that.
- Dr. Edgar
Logic read over this report. Zeta all she gets ready for bed. Zeta was baffled by everything about that report.
Zeta: that's a report. Isn't it a little to o....
Logic: there's also a cliff note here.
Overseer Piston- dear Miss Edgar, we've asked you time and time again not to include the unnecessary parts in your report. This is work not your hobby. Please refined. We'll have to write you up.
Zeta: okay so this confirms what we were wondering about this does in fact have an AI in it and apparently it's attached to us.
Logic: indeed cell but why doesn't it talk to us? Is something preventing it.
Instinct: ain't it obvious your point said it sees itself as our big brother a big brother. Does it need words to display affection only needs to look after its little sibling when the time is arrived.
The two of them just stared at him. They didn't say anything. They didn't confirm if he was right or not because while he wasn't necessarily wrong. It wouldn't be correct to just assume that was the reason.
Instinct: anyways, those burgers were great. We should have had five more of them but logic had to be a wet blanket shut us down.
Zeta Dodge in agreement at this statement but logic crossed our arms and glared at the two of them.
Logic: you're too unbelievable. They have multiple time.
Zeta: memory is still encrypted.
Instant: you mean that one? With all the smiley faces and frowny faces.
Inlogic found herself frowning as well then snapped her fingers The bracelet on zeta left hand containing the gearing the gear riser itself. Chilling floated over to the main interface of the gear. Riser where are needle engage was placed?
Logic: since neither of you remember, I'll give you a crash course. This right here that was installed kindly by the professor onto the gear riser is called a geiger counter. He had it specially modified. To measure the energy being stored in his outer bodies. As you can clearly see, the readings are in the dark green, just this morning we were in the light green.
Instinct: that means we were doing pretty good.
Logics frown deepened.
Logic: no that means...
Before she could finish, sirens were going off outside. Curious. I've already looked out their window over the highway. They could see a swarm of red and blue lights. All heading in a single direction ahead of the red and blue light. Swarm appears to be what looks like gunfire. In fact, it is gunfire they could hear the guns.
Zeta and instinct look to logic for answers in response. She protected a broadcast from a helicopter. Following situation it would appear that some werewolves have hijacked a transport vehicle carrying or reactor of sorts.
Instinct: is this we need to help.
Zeta: I doubt it. They have that loser. They shouldn't be able to some botch such a simple job.
As finished speaking the man in question appeared on the scene running as fast as you can. A trail of fire following his path.
The helicopter feed observes as a line of fire heads straight for the transport truck then an explosion of smoke comes out of nowhere and the trailer fire stops for a minute then starts back up pursuing and another explosion smoke stops it when he gets close to it.
At this side to the three side and then looked at the gear Riser. Knowing there's no choice, zeta laughed the apartment complex and make sure to get a few dozen blocks away from the apartment complex before transforming hoping the landlady didn't spot her sneaking out.
Gear Riser: gear up
At the scene of the the chase top gear was struggling to keep up with the hijacking truck. The police were trying their best to keep up odd thing that the truck was getting good mileage in despite not looking like it was built for speed.
The wolf Wolf Man driving was enjoying a hot dog he had gotten before they jacked the vehicle. He was enjoying it like it was his last until they looked outside his window to see how far top gear had gotten. Then you notice that the Xanax packed it was high gear, not completely unexpected but what alarmed him wasn't. Not that he was there but what he saw when he looked out.
He was walking high gear was walking. Not a fast paced. Just walking the wolf was confused. He smelled this hot dog making sure I wasn't expired or anything. Nothing was wrong with that. He looked at those speedometer. They were definitely going over 500. Nothing wrong with that and then he looked out the window behind him. Top gear was still struggling just to keep up with the truck and the cars were still going at full speed. Even scenery was going so fast it was a blur.
Wolfman driver: how are you doing that
High gear: doing what?
The wolf man looked down at his question. My gear followed his gaze. It's shrugged not really getting it
Wolfman driver: how are you walking.
High gear: what you expect me to run in such a trivial situation.
WolfMan driver: no that's not. You know what never mind.
As they gave up trying to figure out what he was experiencing, he grabs from the passenger seat. The machine gun here to ready for it. When they ran out of smoke bombs for top gear, he aimed it high gear then said in allowed to voice.
Wolfman driver: our little tail brought a plus one turn on the coil.
The coil was activated and high gear could immediately feel it. Some energy was being siphoned off of him with the gun pointed at his face and his electricity supposedly limited. You'd think he'd be handed to like. No he was calm. Be casually snatched the gun out of the move. Man's 's hand without even a struggle then pointed it back at the wolfman starting to look a little nervous.
Without even a second thought, as of taking care of simple chores, high gear shoved the machine gun into the steering wheel jamming it real good making it impossible for the wolfman of turn because of there's the truck drove off of the edge of the highway flying off into the city at large.
Logic: I got this.
Using electromagnetism a bridge was formed from the railings to pursue the van which while while a bit damaged you landed on the road. Down below. Had gear shouted out. Struggling to keep up top gear.
High gear: you coming or what? Weekling.
Top gear: who are you calling? Huff weakling huff I'll have you know. Huff, I've been doing this longer than you huff respect my seniority.
Not paying any mind to the almost out of breath. Supposed superhero high gear strolled onto the ramp made using the road guards and jumped off and pursuit of the van.
Wolfman and the others in the vehicle were nervous. Thinking they've lost his pursuit but so there's a prize. The two were hot on their tail again and the police seem to be rerouting themselves to cut off path.
The wolfman driver were shouting for the other wolfman to do something about it.
They opened up the back of the van and started unloading their ammo with wild abandoned.
Hi, gear produced an EMP wall to stop the bullets. Then top gear throttled his gear Riser.
Gear Riser : Top speed!
Top of gears feet ignited as he pulled a head creating an inferno in his wake. The wolfman in response started throwing extinguisher grenades in a panic. Trying to stop him from getting closer but before they can get close to top gear high gear used golden lightning bolts to have them explode prematurely creating a smoke screen.
Through the field of smoke, top gear appeared on the other side hot on the trail of the truck be ready of their guns for a second onslide but before they could realize it, the items were magnetically sticking to the roof.
They were confused as to why top gear was also confused until he looked up there. He saw hi gear sitting crisscross on top of the the truck's roof producing an EMP field to take away the guns.
The wolfmen were nervous. Top gear use this opportunity to hop on the truck himself into the back. They turned into a fist fight between four wolves and top gear, of course top gears at any event with us, a speed and flame powers and Thor and Punch after a punch and a little bit of kicking out every once in a while.
Seeing the situation of all, he thought this was supposed to be a simple errand to pick up a piece of technology where steely. But then he realized he lost track of high gear taking his attention away. She spotted him sitting. Chris crossed on the hood of the truck and starts to glow of vibrant white at the traffic light, realizing whatever that was. It's bad news through the back yelling at the others to follow him.
Top gear tries to pursue him but just having trouble. They left the truck and just as they had made it a few inches away. They realize High gear was up above and then a sonic wave emits from in between the two arms coming ever closer. The strength of the wave crushes all the wolves down to the ground immobilizing them.
Logic: see I told you quick and efficient. Perfect plan wouldn't you say.
Instinct: I wouldn't say quick. We could have literally just dropped a thunderbolt on them and called it a day.
Logic: and be responsible for destroying whatever they stole. No thank you.
Instinct: I'm just saying... Dodge.
With those words, high gear turned into lightning and disappeared from his position below where he was standing a perfectly shaped hole appeared the size of a bullet. In front of former position, a woman wearing a police cap in a old school fighter pilot uniform with and aerial mask and a rather long scar landed between them and the wolves. In her gloved hand was a pistol that seemed to be emitting an abnormal amount of steam or something similar. Then the joints on the gun adjusted as a ceiling off something.
High gear reformed meters away looking his new opponent up and down then crossing his arms as if the situation is still highly manageable.
Logic: I did a bios scan as well as an EMP field scan. Nothing resembling a bullet was found in the hole. That plus whatever already observed about the gun so far, it's likely to be a small vacuum Cannon optimized for dealing deadly blows.
Instinct: she's one of the two that's been watching from afarinth from the battle with Bobby and that time we killed the monkey
High gear: you are?
Piston: the name is Ariel piston. Those who fought me and lived to talk about call me piston.
High gear: then piston it is. I'll be sure to put that on your tombstone.
Piston aims her gun at high gear who doesn't even flinch. Instead, he kept his eyes open in case the other on the good decides to step in.
High gear: I take it it. Motor City wants these five in mint condition.
Piston: indeed my employers wish to retrieve their property, but I'd kindly ask that you keep them out of whatever slander you have towards an upstanding company.
Piston fires are done and high gear Dodges the shot with lightning reflexes zeroing in Pistons gun. Emits a large amount of steam for a split second. Clearly a sign of reloading high gear goes for a punch but Pistons left releases a burst of wind causing her to dodge a ride high gear, however adjust the trajectory of the attack. Mid-swing without missing a beat piston emits another burst of air from her right arm holding her gun positioning it in front of high gear.
Instinct: crouch then go for a sweep kick.
Doing as advised. Manages to get pissed and off of her feet but just as her name suggests she did. A mid-air jump.
She lands next to the wolves without a single misplaced step.
Piston: truly you would have been one of our greatest creations thus far, it's a shame.
High gear returned to his arrogant posture of crossed arms unaffected by the world.
High gear: don't you mean are the greatest or in my case am the greatest.
With that comment, piston puts one hand on her cheek.
Piston: oh, and here I was under the impression that you went rogue.
High gear: my willingness to fall in line does not steal away from my greatness. In fact it implies it.
Piston: duly noted.
At that moment top gear finally managed to escape the van and join the interaction only to be too late. Piston out and throws into the air. A cylindrical object.
Instinct: it's a grenade.
Logic: a flash grenade to be exact activating UV filter system on visor.
A blinding light shines from the canister covering up the the entire view in front of them. By the time it clears piston and the wolves were gone in a gust of wind at the same time top gear was on the ground rolling around next to high gear.
Logic: shouldn't we help him out.
Instinct: nah he's got seniority. I'm sure he'll figure something out besides I want to go home my chips overheating I need to go into sleep mode.
Logic: indeed it is zeta's bedtime.
Then high gear left leaving the hero to roll around on the ground next to an abandoned transport truck with the reactor while the cops start to show up on the scene.