#slayer's log

[ameliaegschulz]

Unchained Predators

Starter for @severed-hearts's Eiléan

"Slayer's Log. Current timestamp."

The phrase "Slayer's Log, 3544-9-12-1425" appeared on the bounty hunter's HUD in her red retractable powersuit as she returned to her spacecraft, parked in an outer region of Themis, the most popular and populous city on all of Alpha Centauri B, AKA Chiron. Mid-afternoon on Terra, nightfall on Chiron, right before the partying would start.

The logging app in her suit waited for her voice.

"I ran out of food and made a pit stop on Chiron. Picked out the first diner I could find in Themis. Needed a bite and a resupply of my usual before I got back to hunting a man wanted for three high profile assassinations, grand theft carrier, and felony tax evasion. You'd think they'd have caught him by now just by tracking the damn carrier. Even your average man should be able to do that... Ah well, I believe I'm at least close. Just a matter of keeping a low profile myself while I scan through the holomasks everyone loves to wear on this planet."

The moment she finished that last sentence, a distant rumbling drew the bounty hunter's attention to a crash-landed spacecraft no further than two kilometers away from her. Staring with intent, she slipped back into her own spacecraft, preparing it for liftoff.

"Heard a crash-landing two kilom's away," she continued logging. "I'm investigating, just in case my bounty's involved. Update later."

Having lifted off with a quiet hum, the woman turned her spacecraft toward the crash-landing and flew to it at low speeds and low altitude, ready to land it at first sight.

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 3552-09-01

Holy shit, that long? Jebus.

I really did lose track of time ‘cause of those weird new-age dating conventions in the other galaxy, didn’t I? Oh well, glad to have it back at least.

Anyway, that was... exciting. Fun parts, sad parts, screw-ups on my part, incredible heroism on my part, character growth everywhere, there was everything. I blew up ALL the things! Okay not really, but at the very least I’m a more formidable combatant than I ever was before in my life, and that’s not even taking my new power suit into account.

Granted even if I DIDN’T help save the galaxy I’d call it a successful trip. I logged as much, after all. The successful HW test was more than enough - everything else was icing on the cake.

Oh right. Speaking of which, I still have the hair from Rea that I pocketed before being suddenly teleported back home in the middle of a space battle. I was gonna win it, too! Probably. Anyway, I was going to try and clone her ASAP, but I thought about it and, well, I’m still not sure about that yet. On the one hand, I think a girl like her has earned a normal, peaceful life on a more peaceful planet. On the other hand, would it really be her? How well can memories like hers be crafted in a clone’s mind?

Maybe I’ll should wait until Earth IS a peaceful planet full of peaceful, kindhearted women like I envision it being. Which reminds me, time to get these HW test results back home! After that?

Well, update later!

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 5-32

Held funeral services for Queen Rea. A lot less depressing than I thought it would be. Also helped put some of my guilt to rest. Some of it, anyway. It’s weird, I hardly knew her that well, yet there I was mourning her loss and celebrating her life and sacrifice as if we were sisters by blood. I hope the afterlife’s good for her.

In case it isn’t, I have one of her hairs on me still. It fell off during that final battle. I pocketed it just in case. Again, cloning tech back home. I’ll be looking into it first thing after I publish the HW test results to my WFA R&D division. First thing’s first: I need to figure out whether to stick around and help the rest of the galaxy that I have no real attachment to. They look like they can fend for themselves now that the rifts are closed, but on the other hand I think I still control that giant fleet of pilotless Terran space ships, and the boost in combat aid would be much appreciated I’m sure.

To hell with it, I helped save them twice already, what’s one more go at it? I can use the target practice anyway, and I have Zak’ with me now. Can’t be any worse than Core was for us. I can relocate my personal ship afterward.

Update later.

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 5-12

Relaxing now on Solaris while my ship recharges. Restocked on food, too. I’m excited about this sabotage mission. Tech I’ve never dealt with before, going in on a foreign entity I’ve never dealt with before, fun stuff!

At the same time, I’m a little worried. Not about the mission, that’s going to be a blast. About what happens after this whole conflict. Really about the aftermath. Will I make it out alive? Will I be ABLE to make it out alive? What did I do by accidentally bringing Renee with me to the assembly? She’s an assassin, after all. And sure she told me it would just be one of those Izalith nutjobs, but still. I’m sure there’re security cameras all over the place that caught me landing with her.

What if she’s not telling the whole truth?

I shouldn’t dwell on that. Need to stay focused.

Update later.

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 5-20

Walking into the assembly now. Just barely made it in time for the results. I’ll be honest, I’m not optimistic. None of these votes have had particularly good results, and I’m not expecting any different. I found my contingency plan, at least. May have to use it anyway to get a power suit again.

Update later.

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 5-19

As I write this entry I’m high-tailing it away from Fortitude’s flagship in the backseat of an Acadian fighter jet. Didn’t think they had those. My ride there couldn’t make it for dessert. Man I wish I got that killshot on video or something ‘cause meine Gött it was beautiful.

Escaping, on the other hand, wasn’t. Why the hell did they have to make that energy barrier to the bridge a two-way barrier? Would it have hurt to make it one-way? Really, who’s entering the flagship bridge-first? Would’ve saved me a lot of trouble if I could dash straight for the escape pods and launch my way back to the surface immediately afterward, but no, I had to spend the next minute tanking robot lasers with my stolen shield and driving laser blades into their robot eyes, and then I had to punch all the buttons I could until that barrier decided to disappear on me! Then I was dodging more robot fire on the way to the escape pods! Tanking most of it, but dodging some of it! Left behind a small trail of fire along the way ‘cause screw them.

Only saving grace in the whole escaping part was that I could steer the damn escape pod, even being me and not a robot. Sure it involved punching the stupid thing from the inside, but still. Turbulence sucked on the way down but whatever. I’m still alive, that’s what matters. I think we’re gonna be like ten seconds late for the final vote results though.

On a lighter note, the pilot thinks I’m a robot ‘cause of my whole ‘not needing air to live’ deal. Wondering if I should tell’im. Probably will soon. He’s a man, after all. Their brains aren’t in their heads where they should be, to put it politely.

Update later.

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 5-17

So even after all that I did in bringing down that blasted star base...

You know what I should’ve guessed it wouldn’t do much. It’s only one star base out of what, hundreds?

Oh well. I have more important things to worry about, like how I spent an hour floating around in space in nothing but my suit because that entire mission cost me my entire powersuit. Thank goodness I can still log everything I’m doing in this crazy universe.

Anyway, Miss Zak’Yanna saved my ass after the mission, which apart from the very end went smoothly. I slipped up at the very last moment and the soulless bastards found me out. You know how it is. Sometimes you just have to act fast and throw one energy core into a much bigger one. How they didn’t notice the charges I set until that point is beyond me, but whatever. Good disguise was good, that’s all that matters.

Been a while since I fought that hard, too. Humoring the roach woman a couple weeks ago paid off in more ways than one, I guess. Certainly helped with my agility, which came in handy until the entire base blew up. That and the shielding on my once intact powersuit. Mein Gött, I hope I can build another one soon. Everything’s in chaos, and exterminatus is stronger positioned than ever.

I’m talking with Zak’Yanna now about next steps. The directive’s pissed me off. That was a damn good powersuit!

Alright, update later.

[ameliaegschulz]

Slayer’s Log, 5-11

...well I’m glad I didn’t vote for THAT option. That would’ve been awkward.

Update later.