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HYPERLASER
It was a somber, gloomy night in Blackrock. The snow fell heavier than usual, blanketing the lifeless streets in silence. Hyperlaser was on another expedition — another kill. Who was it this time? Regen Coil? He wasn’t sure. He never really was. It didn’t matter. He didn’t ask questions.
He wasn’t meant to.
Hyperlaser was meant to be a cold-blooded soldier — to kill without mercy or remorse, no matter how gruesome the act was. He has been doing this since he spawned. He left his apartment, waved goodbye to his cat, and geared his Hyperbike (a gear gifted to him by Subspace for missions.) The engine came to life as he headed toward the Interfraction Highway.
As the city lights faded behind him, he thought back to Regen Coil’s profile in his mind: a government official, a healing gear, a child named Fusion Coil, and a few enemies in Blackrock who wanted them dead. It was nearing midnight when he crossed the highway to Crossroads to make his way to Playground.
Though the two factions were still at each other’s throats, Hyperlaser could pass through Crossroads thanks to the treaty made by Fireband. Still he’d have to sneak into Playground, because if one of the older soldiers saw him, he’d be dead at a second moment.
He activated his Voltaic Teleport, appearing on the tram and blending into its surface with his camouflage gear. It wasn’t allowed for him because he already had his grenades in the Phights, when he looked up— the tram was nearing Playground .
He’d never admit it, but Playground was beautiful. Trees, living plants, and color everywhere. It was everything Blackrock wasn’t.
Blackrock was orderly, cold, lifeless — a barren wasteland of metal and stone. Playground was chaotic and warm, a city that breathed. Even during the winter, the sun still shined.
Hyperlaser got off of his Hyperbike and headed toward a dark alley, scaling up a nearby building for a better vantage point. From the rooftop, he waited, his thoughts wandering. He began to think about his cat, Princess — how he’d bought matching onesies for both of them. He thought of Subspace, who always seemed to have something for him to do, even though Hyperlaser was supposed to be his bodyguard, not his Biographs. Maybe he was a bit jealous of those Biographs. He forced the thought aside and focused on the road below.
There — Regen Coil. Walking home from their government job. They hummed softly under their breath, unaware of the mercenary above. A healer, known for their kindness and patience. Some even called them perfect. Their son, Fusion Coil, was still on the run from Blackrock, yet Regen remained steadfast.
But Hyperlaser didn’t care about Playground, its people, or its politics. He was from Blackrock — Playground’s greatest enemy ever since the Faction War and the only politics he cared about were the ones tied to Subspace.
He exhaled slowly and pulled the trigger. The shot hit Regen Coil in the neck. A clean kill.
He hoped it was a quick death.
Without hesitation, Hyperlaser disappeared from the roof top and moved through the alleyways , avoiding cameras. If anyone discovered it was him — a known Phighter — it would mean serious trouble, even if they knew he was a mercenary.
He followed the same path back: tram, camouflage, Crossroads. The less he thought about it, the better. Emotion was weakness. Regret was death.
By the time he returned to Blackrock, the sun was rising. He wasn’t tired, so he decided to check on Subspace — totally for professional reasons.
He rode his Hyperbike through the Crossroads and arrived at Blackrock’s research facility, where Subspace made his infamous experiments. After scanning his badge, he navigated the maze-like halls — Subspace had a habit of blowing up or poisoning his previous labs.
When he finally found the new one, he switched his helmet to gasmask mode and stepped inside.
SUBSPACE
During an experiment with the different types of crystals, Hyperlaser radioed him that his mission was complete and he would be there to get a new mission in a few hours.
At that time he wondered if he could finish his new project to replace the healing crystals with the ones that were in Zetas and betagraphs because they could boost attack and make more defence for whoever uses it, but mostly he wants to replace the impact Medkit made with a better use of crystals in support.
He was thinking of bothering the higher ups when there were knocks at the lab door. Then it opened. He whips his head around and sees that dirty mercenary at the door. He thinks to himself that he was interrupted and it's all HIS fault.
“WHAT DO YOU WANT HYPERLASER” His sweet little Biograph says to the mercenary, getting its swords out ready to protect.they were always like this when he came
“I was just checking up on Subspace. It's a part of my job. Don’t get so feisty Biograph” he says somewhat annoyed. He turns to face to Subspace
“ You don’t really have to do that anymore, mercenary. I have my Biographs doing that.” Subspace says to him exasperatedly.
“ I still get paid to do this and I do not want the Higher ups to get mad at me for not protecting one of their top scientists.” the mercenary says while approaching him.
Subspace preens with pride hearing this complement “Tsk.Tsk. I guess you can go home and do whatever you do in your free time, but come back tomorrow at around 9:30 pm. I have another mission for you.”
“Alright Subspace see you at 9:30 then I guess” The mercenary says while heading out the door.
“ Finally, biographs go clean the floor of the dirt he left behind. Now I can get back to work” Subspace the biography scurried around him to clean up Hyperlaser’s mess.
“Maybe he could be useful in the future.” He mutters under his breath.
He began to work on a new project. This project required a person with military experience to “join”, and he had an idea of who he was going to recruit.
HYPERLASER
He still wants to protect Subspace though he doesn't know why. He treats him like dirt and always sends him away like he had just done. He does what Subspaces says and exits the laboratory. He takes a detour to get some groceries.
As he walks through the city of Sunset Vail, glancing at the snow covered mountains, the snow covered stores and he thinks maybe Blackrock isn’t that bad. He arrives at the minimart near his apartment and grabs some lab grown fruits and vegetables and remembers to grab more cat food for Princess.
Hyperlaser was craving some volka but he knows that it's off limits in Blackrock (beside the higher ups) and he’ll have to drive to Crossroads to get some. He thinks this through and is really tempted to get some but he has to drive, take time to get there, spend money for it, and he has a cat waiting at home for food. He gives it up and drives home for the night.
When he arrives home he takes off his muddy boots and is greeted by a very hungry black cat at the entrance, he goes on his knees and pets her “Who's a good little kitty cat?” “You are Princess, you are!”he says tiredly. He picks up Princess and swings her around and places her on the couch. Hyperlaser walks to the kitchen, gets Princess food and pours some in her bowl. He groggily goes to the couch and lays down, but not needing to sleep. He stares at the ceiling; thinking about his past and how much it has changed because of the war. He remembers his old comrades who have lost their life for some silly mistakes, like forgetting their masks, or shields.
He thinks back to the day he lost his life being; it was another day in camp at Playground, he and his friends had already seen deaths and were on guard, but nothing could prepare for the attack the Playgrounders had planned. A voice on the intercom said “The Playgrounders are here get ready for battle” They formed a group and huddled planning what they could do next, one said to flee because we had no commanders on camp and that they were all 10-20s. Before they could decide, a bomb landed in their camp. Hyperlaser was one of the ones farthest from it and the fastest to react, he yelled then ran, but he had nowhere to go, the camp was surrounded by soldiers of a variety of ages, he had noticed.
He was hit a couple seconds later near his horns. The pain exploded instantly, he grabbed his head and closed his eyes preparing for the worst, he didn't really remember what happened after that other than that he fell to the floor, bleeding from his horns and all the other wounds all over his body.
He awoke in what he thought was a hospital. They had put bandages on his eyes so he was going off of the smell of a hospital and the faint sound of beeping and people talking. At first he had glasses, but he didn’t like how people could see he had scars all over his head and no horns and he felt that they were always going to judge him. He spent a hefty amount of money on a helmet that could cover up everything he didn't want anyone to see, and as a plus they doubled as his glasses. Sadly he couldn't find much work after that. Blackrock wouldn't let him back in the military because of his weakened state he was in. Subspace took interest in his gear and what it could do with training and saw potential in him. Sooner than later he offered him a job in mercenary work and he gladly accepted the job.
He returned to his senses when his Princess pounced on his stomach, started pawing at his chest, and sat down on him like a loaf of bread. He lifts his hand to pet the cat and picks her up to get her off of him. He returns Princess to her cat bed “ go to sleep Princess” he says before heading off to his own bed.
He had no dreams that night, or at least he didn’t remember them. He had most of the day to himself.Exept for having to go to subspace that evening. He went to train like most Impherials do in their free time. He trains at the gym near Crossroads since it has the least amount of Impherials in it. He still had everything on since he did not want other impherials to see him with his scars. He went to the shooting range wanting to practice his aim more. He remembers that later that day he’ll have to go to Subspace's lab to collect his new mission from him.
It was 7:30 pm when he finished his training session and went back home to change. He went to feed Princess and put his boots on. He had already put his hyperbike in gear to leave. It takes around 30-45 min to get to the laboratory. He arrived earlier than he had expected (around 20 minutes)and decided to waited in the lobby.
He got bored and decided to start roaming around the lobby in hopes to find something to drink or eat for visitors. He hadn't eaten much all day except a couple crackers from one of the vending machines he had passed by. Luckily he stumbled across a coffee station and made himself some fire coffee (lol) and added a straw (since he wasn't about to take off his helmet). It is now about nine so Hyperlaser starts making his way to Subspace’s lab.
While he sips on his coffee he runs into a little Chigraph speeding its way down the hall. Then it bumped into him and it fell and started to make a weird noise like dialup loading. Hyperlaser looked terrified while watching the little chigraph doing the equivalent of dying on the floor. He hurriedly scooped up the chigraph and headed off to Subspace's lab to get his new mission and hopefully repair the small chigraph.