|PT: Floor 6Reboot
Author: ChrisWorld PM
Chris and Kiyoko decide to Reboot Floor 6, and since Chris is in university now, he invites his new friends aboard to fight alongside him on his crew! Each crew member - through personal trials - learn something new about themselves in the Floor, all the while travelling north up the Vast Sea Plaza Archipelago to the World's Edge!Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Friendship - Chapters: 33 - Words: 77,640 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 06-10-13 - Published: 11-07-11 - id: 2968293
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3 days before:
A dark, bleak world echoed around her. The emptiness filled the atmosphere much akin to the Void space. She stood in the middle of this space, hovering in the space, standing on nothing. Black was around her, there was no light, no nothing. She was alone, there was no-one there to console her, no-one there to tell her that everything was going to be alright, no-one to merely say that there would be a sunrise (metaphorically speaking of course).
Specks of half made images plunged into view before her, buildings began floating alongside her, and the space seemed less empty – though still devoid of life. The fake mass that she was stood upon was gone, it had been for a while and she didn't know where it had gone to. She was floating there, no gravity held her down or up, nor left or right. It scared her, knowing that she was within this shell of a place. She wanted some kind of protection as the buildings manifested around her – so she curled up into a ball and hugged her legs.
Terror, remorse, longing, loneliness. All these emotions but she didn't know why. This space had done nothing to her, it had done nothing but exist – but maybe that was why she was so afraid, because it existed. The never-ending darkness that echoed around her – she never thought that she'd be succumb to such primal fears, but clearly it was a part of her AI programming. It made her chuckle lightly.
Or did it? She couldn't tell. She felt the depression in her lungs, but she heard no sound coming from her mouth as she chuckled. All the physical reactions where there, just none of the affirming sounds that would ordinarily signify the action. It was odd, unbeknownst, obscure... terrifying; completely and utterly terrifying. There wasn't an indication that it had happened, just the mere thought of it occurring.
She spotted a tear in the corner of her eye, she looked around to see if she could see it but nothing was there. She spotted the tear once more, but once she turned she found it nought. Nothing was around her, nothing was tearing, but she was beyond determined that something was there: something was indefinitely tearing. What was happening to this space that she stood in? Was anything happening? Was it merely a trick of the lighting? Though what lighting would that be? There was nothing at all, there was still nothing at all.
A muffled noise could be heard from behind her, and she felt the heavy swaying from left to right. She wasn't moving yet she still felt the movement, and there was no-one there, but she still heard the noise. Both the sensations of swaying side to side and hearing the muffled noise felt her feel completely at ease – even with the dark space all around her. She let the sensations carry her, carry her to ease, carry her to happiness, carry her to comfort.
Carry her to home.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SOMEONE GET ON DECK AND HELP ME WITH THIS STORM!" however, this feeling of comfort quickly evacuated as she heard the high-pitched squeal of Chris panicking over the ships on-board intercom.
That was the muffled voice.
She sat up from her violently swaying hammock and peered out the porthole beside her. She could barely see anything through the thick wash of crashing waves; although she could occasionally spot the odd line of lightning in the far distance. It was a storm, and the feeling of swaying side to side was from her hammock, which was actually swaying side to side.
"Kiyoko, come on! Chris needs us!" Sam was standing at the door of the dormitory, holding his hand out awaiting her.
"Right." She nodded in agreement. She ungracefully dropped herself out of her respective hammock and stumbled out the ever swaying room, grabbing Sam's hand before she had a chance to fall over.
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, CAT GET IN THE RAIN AND FURL THE SAILS!" Chris was shouting at the top of his lungs from the top deck, doing his best at steering the naval vessel through the thick onslaught of wind, rain, and violent ocean currents.
Cat – after much prior contemplation – found the courage to dive into the rain storm as her Werecat form and furled the sails. By this point, Sam and Kiyoko had run out into the storm and both immediately began falling all about the deck. The waves were atrocious and there was water all over the deck; so Kiyoko had brought a set of brooms from below deck and was sweeping around in an attempt to help. Chris was the only one left responsible for steering the ship in the right direction.
He didn't even have the opportunity to glance over at the ships Way device to check if they were still headed toward Medier Island. He called Cat over for this assistance, and it turned out that the crew had been heading northwest instead of northeast, and the reason behind the storm may have been because that they were in the part of the VSP where the electromagnetic field affected the ocean current, causing the sea to be as violent as it was then.
"WE'RE IN THE RAGE CIRCLE?!" the appointed name by the VSP government, screamed by Kiyoko from across deck. She hopped up the stairs and up to the helm with Chris and Cat. "CHRIS YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!" she grabbed the wheel and was shocked semiconscious by the Emergency Protocol.
"Oh this is not suitable..." Chris turned the wheel hard to the starboard side; he had to do anything to get back onto the main route of the VSP. He instructed Cat to keep a hold of Kiyoko and help her gain full consciousness again.
Sam continued swabbing the deck.
"The only way to get out of the Rage Circle is by blasting energy from the opposite direction of where you want to go." Kiyoko managed to mumble something; giving out a glimmer of hope as to how they would escape their current predicament – however Cat was at a loss as how they would achieve that.
"GIANT SEA MONSTER!" Sam screamed from the port side as a giant tentacle slithered on board. The tentacle was beginning to tilt the ship, causing Sam to stumble – Chris was able to hold onto the helm as tight as he could, so he didn't have the issue of falling about the deck, and Kiyoko and Cat were rolling about the top deck instead of toppling over their legs and potentially off deck.
"DO SOMETHING ABOUT I-!" Chris yelled back down to him, but he was interrupted by a mild scraping sound from the bottom deck near Sam. Sam's swords were scraping down the deck, in the direction of the tentacle – the two boys were watching the swords slide down the deck, and plop into the ocean.
There was a pause.
A very, very long pause.
Sam let go of some of his resistance and slid off deck, after his swords. Chris – all the while watching what was occurring – sighed loudly and lowered his head in shame. Sam had lost his only means of battle within the Floor, and the only thing he could think of was slide into a violent ocean current – with a sea monster flitting about inside it – it wasn't one of the most logical moves that he'd thought of, but thinking ideally in his favour, he couldn't really do anything else. Cat was looking after a semiconscious Kiyoko, and Chris had to steer the ship back into the main accessible VSP line.
More tentacles begun to sprout out of the water, some slamming themselves on deck and others flailing above the water level; and unfortunately Sam was still no longer in sight. That was until some of the flailing tentacles stopped flailing. A blue line slowly dragged its way through the tentacles that had seconds before stopped flailing, and then Sam popped out of the water and back on deck.
"BLUE LINE SWEEP!" Sam slammed his dual-swords together and locked them; with that action, green blood gushed out of the tentacles from the cut that Sam made. A head poked out of the water and howled in the direction of Sam, clearly locating its target. "Feinting..." He swivelled so he was facing away from the sea monster, but backed up and rammed his sword into one of the monsters eye sockets. "Stab!" The monster retreated back into the deep sea at the occurrence of this attack.
Chris then locked the helm and dived off the back of the ship. Before anyone could think to say anything the ship was propelled through the sky, Cat shifted into her Werecat form and scraped her claws into the woodwork preventing herself and Kiyoko from toppling aside. Sam lodged his sword into the woodwork on the bottom deck and held on as tight as he could. The acceleration of the ship wasn't that much of an issue with the crew, it was more the deceleration that became a further progressive issue; Sam and Cat had to push their respective weapons in further to the woodwork of the deck, so as neither of them would lose their gripping on the ship.
With luck, they managed to pull themselves out of the rage circle – heavy landing onto a placid ocean. Cat shifted down into her – naked – human form and stood, while Sam left his swords in the deck as the rocking aboard the ship subsided. Both looked around, the sea was calm, there were very little clouds in the sky – the only ones they saw were that from the Rage Circle – and it was a brilliant blue sky; although there was no Chris. The last they had seen of him was as he dived off the back of the deck, just before the ship had been blasted away. Their first thought was that Chris had blasted the ship off from the Rage Circle, and he was still there sloshing about in the current.
"If anyone needs me..." although this thought quickly evacuated the minds of his fellow crewmates, as he had flashed to the centre of the lower deck without the others prior realizing, and begun speaking. He was slumped forwards, hands preparing him for a cushioned landing on the deck. "I'm gonna be right here..." He fell down onto the deck, "Try not to need me."
Sam and Cat stared at Chris for a short time before turning to each other; both assuming the other would begin to chuckle lightly. However:
"You're still naked." Sam initiated the short conversation.
"I'm gonna get a robe from below deck." Cat jumped down from the higher deck and briskly walked to the door leading to below deck.
It had been a few hours since the incident within the Rage Circle. Cat had found a robe to wear from below deck and was keeping on the lower levels of the ship, remaining out of the crow's nest for fear of catching a chill from the intense winds. Sam was giving his hand at fishing once more, finding that he was better at it than before Vitenden Isle. Cat had given him a few instructions as to how to approach the fish in the water, and found that all the techniques worked very well in his favour; he was catching fish by the bucket load – literally. However, he couldn't keep them on deck since no-one could cook them, so he had to throw them back into the ocean.
Kiyoko was below deck within the library. She was scouring every single shelf, looking once more for the Legend of Kinesis Heart book that she had found earlier. She needed to decipher what the man who stole Amie may have meant when he took her away – what he may have meant by Kinesis Heart, what changes may be apparent in concordance to the Kinesis Heart with the Floor's new Rebooted mechanics. Kiyoko remembered back to how the Kinesis Heart worked in the original Floor 6, how it was merely an extension of the gifted powers of a player.
The change of the Kinesis Heart may be extensive, it may be completely different, or it may have been obscenely dangerous. If the latter is the case, it could cause some serious problems; especially considering Amie was involved. Although what did the man mean by: she will help in the Kinesis Heart? Thought she, Amie doesn't have a type of Kinesis, at least that's what it may have meant in concordance to the original Floor 6. The style of creation could be completely different than what it was; it could actually involve Amie being ripped apart from the inside in order to manifest it.
And she couldn't find the book! She slammed one of the shelves over in intense annoyance. She had to find the Kinesis Heart book, she had to find out what the man may have meant by that Amie would be helpful to it, she had to see the creation behind it. This wasn't something that she could leave until the last minute, she had to find the book and study it.
She was aggravated, upset, and hungry. She wasn't going to find the book in this state, so she just left the library and to the kitchen. Comfort eating was probably going to be her best bet of calming herself down right around now.