MagiPink
Princess of Equesteria
Author's Note: Here's an Ultran based fan fiction, which not hundred percent sure if I had posted on this message board or not. Regardless, here's another fan fiction brought to by yours truly. Enjoy
Recorded tales of the adventures of the Earth’s greatest defenders, Ultrans known nationwide. Warriors of light descended unto our small blue planet from beyond our solar system. These marvelous beings have protected Earth far long that one can remember. Their designs have changed over the many years, but there was one thing that was constant. Each Ultran recorded was enormous by stature. That reign true until now. Earth shall encounter an Ultran, who is not like any other upon this day.
Looking out from the balcony an Ultran female gazed out towards Nebula M78’s sunset both sad and longing. How the Ultran female recalled enjoying watching the sunset descend and ushering the starry night, but lately it has lost its glimmer of satisfaction. Tearing her eyes away from the sunset, the Ultran female watched her fingers trace delicately upon the marble rail and sighed heavily. Her mind filled with so many thoughts that they crashed like waves upon one another. Only one thought rang clear loudly above everything else. It was then she made an important crucial decision, even if it meant defying the laws.
“…I’m coming†she spoke softly as if to been heard by him. The Ultran female continued to watch the sunset as everything fades out.
Opening Theme: Hero
Episode 1: A Mysterious Silver Maiden
Standing in a dark room with a single light shining above, a cloak figure stood facing forward staring into the darkness. This figure was not alone within the room, shrouded by the darkness five silhouettes sat behind a long table. With no windows no light (except for the one shining down on the cloak figure) could the five be easily identified. There was an extended amount of silence before the seated person in the middle arose and cleared his throat.
“What is the status?†His coarse voice questioned.
“Currently phase one has been secured and proceeding onto the second phase†The cloak figure responded. The five shrouded figures look at each other silently before nodding their heads in approval. Another seated figure passed on what look like an envelope to the speaker, who snatched it quickly from their hands.
“Excellent! There’s been a slight change of plans…,†the speaker continued and aroused the cloak figure’s curiosity.
“Change of plans?â€
“It is time that our investment is pushed forward and demonstration is in order immediately†The cloak figure react to this quickly and took a few steps forward, “You’ll find that in this envelope there’s more than enough to make sure it happens.†waving the item in his hand.
“It is too soon! If we push through the second phase….†he was cut off, when the spokesperson tossed the envelope into the lighted circle.
“Do not make me repeat myself.†The spokesperson replied viciously, “Just make it happen!â€
Without another word, the cloak figure bowed slightly in understanding and did not voice his concern any further. The light within the room dim completely ends the meeting.
Cloud Spa, located in a secluded botanical area in Orlando, Florida. From the outside appearance, Cloud Spa appears to be a preserve botanical ground protected from future land development. Boarders protectively guard the only road leading to the facility so that none may interfere with their work. However, this is far from the actual purpose Cloud Spa serves. The US Government classified them solely as environment specialists and secrecy the last line of defense (from terrorists and space alien attacks). Underneath the dome-like foundation are layers upon layers of structure underneath the ground from accounting, research, testing etc… Its lowest level serves as the command center for Cloud Spa’s elite team known as the Pink Sirens. The Pink Sirens are women train in military combat, marital arts, weaponry specialists and aerial combat. Their Command Center consist of a around table with a holographic surveillance of the landscape and various location within the city. The other computers around the room surveyed more of the city, monitor sections of the compound, monitoring weather climate, communication etc…
Seated around the circle table were four members of the elite team and two empty seats on one side. Their uniforms revised version of the local authorities. Their uniform consists of button up, short cuffed up cotton dress shirts with button pockets on the front. On the collars of each shirt were golden rectangles bearing their rank. The shield crest on the sleeves bares the Pink Sirens emblem, two silver wings with an angelic woman. Their first names on top of the dark pink crest, while Pink Sirens etched below it. The dress ties that they wore were crimson red and the navy blue vest (trimmed with gold-like material) could barely conceal their chest. Most wore black dress slakes or skirts. Around there waist was a black belt with a silver belt clip encrusted with the Pink Sirens emblem. Each wore white or black gloves (with or without fingers). Starting from the far left was the Wing Commander, Nichole Kage. From her earlier past records, the Jamaican woman has made her a most reliable choice for the team. The next person sitting to her right was the Squadron Leader, Cathlee ‘Cathy’ Norris. Never has this Hispanic woman left behind a fellow comrade in the most hazardous scenarios. The next was an Australian blonde woman, Gena Doe the Flying Lieutenant recently promoted and last amongst those present was Inetta Miller (American), the Flying Officer.
The gathered Pink Sirens looked at the holographic image displayed impatiently until the sounds of footsteps heard and drawing more closely. It was long until an auburn-haired woman with hazel eyes stood before them, holding a file tucked into her right arm. This person was their Group Captain, Donna Plato. It was her responsibility for assembling this elite team, but today she was not in the most cheerful moods.
“Where is she?†Her voice spoke sternly. The others then shot silent glances with one another until Inetta covered her face and muttered something underneath her breath. “Officer Miller! You wouldn’t happen to know where newest recruit would be now?!â€
The blonde slowly lowered the hand down her face before standing directly up, “Pilot Officer….†before she could respond rapid footsteps could be heard along with a frantic voice. Rushing quickly into the room making her way towards one of the empty seats was a young Asian American girl, with raven-hair reaching down to her back. Her eyes were a strange shade of lavender.
“Pilot Officer, Rose Madison…†Donna replied more sternly “It is so nice that you’ve decide to grace us with your presence†watching the young woman take her place and frown deeply that the girl had a ponytail in her mouth, while holding the hair back long enough to put it in place. Rose merely blushed from embarrassment trying to avoid all eye contact. “Now that we’re all gather it’s time that we get down straight to business†placing her hand on the table calling forth another holographic image before them. “We’ve had numerous suspicious tremors in these locations†touching several locations on the map.
“What’s so suspicious about tremors? Florida does indeed have fault lines, which often leads to triggering earthquakes. However, they have not been active for several years.†Cathy replied turning her right hand over.
“Very observant, but sadly it is not the accurate cause of the recent tremors. Our research department detected no changes within the fault lines.†This caused both bewildered and skeptic expression on each of their faces. “These tremors are not natural and thus fall under our jurisdiction. The research team is currently monitoring for any more unusual tremors and comparing them to natural ones.†The Group Captain looks at them individually “As of right now you’re all on active duty.â€
“What?!†Nichole abruptly stood up nearly knocking her chair back in the process, “Captain, you cannot be suggesting we be place on active duty on Christmas Eve?!†The auburn-hair captain looks at her subordinate calmly and collectively.
“It is not my suggestion, but an order from the President of Cloud Spa’s chair board committee. I would like nothing more then you to spend the holiday with those you care most, but we have an obligation as Pink Sirens. Not just for our loved one, but for millions of innocent lives as well.†Donna looks directly at Nichole. The dark-skinned woman took in a deep breath before calming down and folded both her hands on the table. What the Captain spoke brought things into perspective and reminded them their entire mission. “It may be nothing more then false information. Until then I implore that you all go home now and enjoy the rest of the day. I would like to say something else before concluding this meeting by wishing you a Merry Christmas, Kwanzaa and Hanukkah†The Pink Sirens then all stood up and saluted before exiting the room.
Inside the locker room, the Pink Sirens changed out of their uniforms and back into regular street clothes. Most of them left straight home instead of changing their entire. The two left behind were Inetta Miller and Rose Madison. “Tell me, Rose†Inetta question loosening the tie around her neck, “What are your family doing for Christmas?â€
“What am I doing with my family for Christmas?†Rose replied opening her own locker and withdrew a leather jacket. Putting the leather jacket on, the raven-haired girl closed it securely.
“Yeah! Are you making traveling plans with them somewhere? Alternatively, does your family follow some kind of a family tradition or something? Do you know what I mean?â€
“N-Not really†Rose answered sitting down upon the wooden bench looking at the daily newspaper left behind. Her eyes skimmed through it slightly, “I really do not have any family.â€
Inetta carefully closed her locker and walked over to where Rose seated, “No family? Then how do you celebrate Christmas?†Rose peeled her eyes off the newspaper and turns her head towards Inetta, “That’s….That’s really…mmmm…†Inetta then snapped her fingers “Tell you what! You should spend Christmas with my family. We’ve got enough food for an army and you’ll have a great time.â€
“Do you really have enough food to feed an army?!†Rose’s eyes widen in complete astonishment. This response only caused her friend to laugh loudly and pat her hard on the back.
“Good one! Come on, we’ve better get going before my family starts happy hour without us.†grabbing Rose by the arm and leading her out of the locker room.
Meanwhile, deep within a secluded facility several lab coat figures moved around diligently monitoring, correcting, entering data over looming a vast aquarium that held something within. Inside the aquarium, a luminous shadow continued to move about, causing an increase within the lab coats monitoring. The next tremor triggered caused the workers to scatter about doing the necessary counter measures to restrain the thing within its confinement. Monitoring the workers from a control room, a man wearing a finely dressed business suit oversaw their progress, while smoking upon a Cuban cigar. The ringing of the telephone upon the desk behind him drew his attention away for a moment. Moving over towards the desk, he picked up the phone and turned so that he may keep an eye on his subordinates.
“The gates of Cerberus are now finally open. Let the beast run free†A voice spoke on the receiver, which broaden the dark smile that now creased the man’s face. With that brief message the phone call ended, and the man place the phone back down. Walking out of the control room, the man places his hands on the rail. His appearance alone made everyone stop what he or she were doing and paid attention to the overseer.
“Ladies and Gentlemen!†The man cleared his throat for a moment, “All of your precious time, hard work and dedication have been recognize for their brilliancy. It is with great privilege to announce that your work is about to be brought into the light. Mr. Hubert!†his eyes averted towards a stout elderly man. “Open the main gate†For only a few seconds the man stood there dumbstruck, but the look within the man’s eyes caused Mr. Hubert to move quickly.
Attention! The main gate is now opening! Attention! The main gate is now opening! An automated computerized voice spoke overhead from the speakers.
The workers turn their attention back towards the tank. Whatever inside slowly made its way towards an entrance opening in front. As the massive form continued moved passed the reinforced temper glass, an enormous blood shot eye open, followed by a ferocious roar, just before disappearing through the open gateway.
Christmas Eve marks when most business and other establishments are closed down, allowing the workers the day off to be with their loved ones and families. Working into the later hours of the day, a Commercial Fishing industry was pulling in its final hull for the day. A group of workers huddles closer over the fishing net, as the crane operator carefully lowers it down onto an awaiting conveyor belt.
“I want to make sure that everything is perfect when she finally arrives tonight.†One of the workers spoke basking in a soft glow.
“I’d take that things with the adoption agency went well then?!†Another worker questioned steering the swaying net onto the landing pad. The first worker smiled even more proudly with a slight nod in confirmation. “Congratulations! Heaven knows how the both of you’ve been wanting to….†The second co-workers sentence severed as the fishing net began to sway off course, nearly knocking down few of the assembly line workers. “Whoa! Whoa! Aaron, watch what you’re doing that piece of machinery!â€
“It’s not me!†The crane operator rolled down his window. “There’s a storm rolling in.â€
“Let’s wrap things up, everyone†The foreman replied from his post, taking note of the dark clouds moving inland and the harsh wind.†The next several minutes Mother Nature fury rain down upon them, as they continued to secure things down. The sounds that they heard within the air passed off nothing more as the wind, but not for what it truly was, nor the shadow that loomed over them.
At the Miller’s residence, Rose sat in the family room watching the Miller’s celebration. Exchanges of affection and goodwill became more apparent, as more relatives have come to join in the festive or at least a brief pleasantry visit. The next few hours were recalling previous memories of Christmas and song. The raven-hair girl smiled deeply soaking the warmth. She learn that Christmas means differently to everyone, but with the Miller’s goodwill and nurturing not to each other, but to everyone from the type of work that they do not only around this holiday, but everyday.
“Quite! Quite! If I might have a moment of everyone’s attention here†An elderly woman cleared her throat, moving to stand upright. The elderly woman was the head of the household, Sara Miller. Mrs. Miller was an average weight woman who had an amazing outlook on her appearance and life. That belief that her body weight only represented how much love there was to love and give back. Everyone in that room fell silent and turn all attention towards her. “Rather breaking tradition, I’ve decided that we make room for one. I thought it be nice that we at least open ONE present.†she emphasized clearly, taking note of how the children were all smiles. Before Mrs. Miller could move towards the decorate tree, the children were already passing out at least one to everyone (including themselves). Sitting amongst the family, Rose could not help to feel a little out of place. That was until Inetta plop down into the vacant seat next to her holding a present. The raven-haired girl looked at her friend bewildered.
“I thought your grandmother granted everyone permission to open only one present.†Rose’s eyes drifted towards the decorated gift box. “And you’re going to open another one?†Following Rose’s eyes, the blonde girl smiled more brightly handing the present over into her hands.
“That she did, but this one isn’t mine exactly…†Inetta crossed arms crossed over her lap, pointing lazily with her right index finger. “It’s yours.â€
“Mine?! But I am not part of your family, Inetta.â€
“So?! We’ve known each other for quite some time now, and you’re like a sister to me†Inetta continued not giving Rose a chance to object, “Not to mention everyone here considers you part of the family too. That is why for now on; you are going to spend the holidays with us. And we’ll not take ‘no’ or any other objection.†bouncing slightly in anticipation. “Are you going to open that or not?!â€
Knowing when she has been defeated even in an intellectual debate, Rose could not object to the evidence that Inetta presented. Opening the present was a challenge within itself, which Inetta taken the liberty of tapping down every fold. In the end, the time spent on unraveling was well worth it. Inside rested upon a bed of cotton was a necklace. The rope was a silver twisted braided style, with fasten back clasp. The pendant attached was a heart shape design with a rose color gemstone centered in the middle, setting it off with a pair of silvery wings. A near resemblance of the Pink Siren’s crest, save for the heart shape pendant.
“Inetta….†Rose spoke deeply overwhelmed. “This….This…â€
“Heh heh…You’re welcome.†Inetta nodded her head slightly, “I thought you’d like it. Oh?! The pendant opens up, so you can put a picture inside it.â€
Time passed onto the later hours of the evening. As the younger children went to bed, the adults stayed up drinking delightful beverages and watching an old classic holiday movie on the public stations. Around nine o’clock, the movie interrupted by the hourly news. There was an awkward moment of silence, as the news anchor taken his seat with a troubled expression upon his face.
“Good evening†The announcer cleared his throat, “We apologize for interrupting tonight’s movie, but the next few hours we’ll be broadcasting live coverage. Exactly two hours ago, about one hundred and forty-five workers of the Cleave’s Fish Company reported missing, shortly after a storm off the coast passed over the main land. Rescue workers are on the scene searching for any survivors.†The news newscaster was replacing with a disturbing view of the scene. The location had clearly shown signs of what seem like a massive storm had struck. “Flood lights are being brought to the…..†the news broadcast went blank, when Sara Miller turns the television off. Everyone in the family room were starring completely as if dealt a serious blow or lowering their head in grievance. Except for the two Pink Sirens, was sharing a silent conversation. Neither of them had to say what was on their mind and would have to depart by early dawn, with the excuse required at work. This excuse was not off from the actual truth. What many failed to notice lay amongst the debris could have shed some more light upon the missing workers, except those at Cloud Spa.
Christmas morning, the Pink Sirens gathered around the round table at Cloud Spa with manila envelopes directly in front of them and a broken replay of the final minutes within the fishing factory. “This wasn’t exactly one of your typical weather storms now is it?†Cathy was the one to break the silence within the room. “The evidence within the video clearly shows your typical display of one, but except for that sound. It’s…â€
“It is more like the sound of an animal’s cry or sonic wave impulse omitted from an electronic device.†Nichole finished Cathy’s thought. The group commander’s right hand pulled the envelope more towards her and flipped it open. The other Pink Sirens follow this example and started to study the pages of the report thoroughly.
"Our best analysts haven't worked out exactly what the foreign invader is, but they weren't totally unsuccessful. They found this…"
The photograph clipped to the first page revealed a reptile’s scale, but the properties listed were both organic tissue and metallic structure. “Without any witnesses or intact visual surveillance, these are the only things that we’ve got to work with at the present and will be kept updated, when more information has become available to us. This now brings us to another matter, which has been made by the board…â€
“Our status has been elevated into active dutyâ€. Gena interrupted. A given order, which wasn’t consider surprisingly
“Affirmative!†Donna replied regretfully having to pull them away from their families. “Whatever we are dealing with here has appeared to have gone into hiding and avoid further detection.†An assumption sadly mistaken as the media were reporting more disturbances. The most recent report intercepted had the Pink Sirens now suited up in their grayish pink leather flight suits (bearing their Surnames and Pink Sirens crest), heading down towards the most bottom level of the complex.
“We’ve received an immediate distress signal coming from a coastal marine ship.†Commander’s voice overlapped several images of the squadron boarding the metal lift to the awaiting aircrafts. “Our orders are to investigate and help them safely to shore. If there is something out there in the waters, we are to buy them some cover. Understood?â€
“YES MA’AM!†The Pink Sirens shouted. Outside the Cloud Spa ascended from its terra round and reached higher altitudes. Inside the hangar’s sirens activated as the aircraft hangers opened. Within over an hour length of time three Pink Sirens marked aircrafts were on a direct course towards the scene of disturbance. Piloting the MGNL-3, an advanced two-man plane was the Wing Commander (Nichole) and Flying Lieutenant (Gena). To the left side was the Squadron Leader (Cathy) piloting a basic two-man plane and Flying Officer (Inetta). Moreover, to the right did the Pilot Officer (Rose) pilot PTN-0. The Group Captain stayed behind to keep monitoring of the other Pink Sirens and alert them for any further changes.
Drawing closer to the given coordinates the Pink Sirens arrived in what appeared to be the calm of the storm. From their birds’ eye perspective, was the costal marine ship and its crew executing the procedure to evacuate. Nearly every portion of the ship appeared to be brutally attack that even its crew could not maintain until they reached the shorelines.
“Captain Plato,†Nichole spoke into her com-link, “It appears that most of the crew aboard are either making preparations to leave the ship or doing what they can to maintain the damage.â€
“Any sign of what caused it?†The Group Captain’s voice replied
“Negative! Whatever caused this mess appears to be nowhere in sight. What are your orders?†From the Cloud Spa air base, Donna breathed very heavily feeling uneasy. Years from experience had told her that this was merely calm before the storm. Touching the headpiece resting upon her left earlobe, Donna pointed to a nearby soldier to issue the order preparing an additional support.
“Maintain your current instructions. Several of our ships are being sent out and assist with the evacuation.†Donna informed them. Breaking their formation the team went to work into binging the ship’s crew to the nearby port. The task had taken roughly about several hours due to the possible threat that was still in the waters.
Even with most of the crew safely escorted off the marine ship vessel, the Pink Sirens work was yet to be completed. There was still the matter of examining the damage of the ship and locating its source. Unfortunately, none of the crew had managed to get a glimpse of the creature. The only thing they were able to reply was the same description of its cry. Giving the order Nichole, Gena, Cathy, and Inetta landed upon the on the landing strip of the plain taking a closer view for themselves, while Rose was left to scout from the air. Closer examination of the damage lead to startling discovery, the marks were larger then a whale’s mouth and claw marks ranging to at least sixteen in depth.
Rose birds’ eye view of the marine vessel continued to scan the surface water for anything, but came across nothing. It appeared that the creature had escaped them, but an assumption proven wrong. “We’re wrapping this up now.†came Nichole’s voice over the com-link, “Take another fly around to make sure we’re good.†Nodding her head understandably Rose adjusted her settings and taken a sharp turn to the right. Had no sooner did the aircraft alter its direction was it brought down by an unseen massive paw. The four remaining Sirens watched horrified as their friend brought down from the sky.
“ROSE! PULL OUT OF THERE!†Nichole shouted frantically. At the rate of the aircraft and weight of the massive paw, there was little chance to pull free from the inevitable crash. The explosion of the plane was concealing from view, as more of the enormous arm rose from the sea. The creature’s size outranks the highest building within the United States, the Sears Tower. Its scales (yet having a metallic appearance) covering most of its body gleam brightly from the rays of the sun. The aquatic creature’s head could be best resembled that of a velicoraptor. Crushing the plane further into the ground, the creature lifted its’ head and cried out viciously.
“ROSE!!!†Inetta moved forward only to be pulled back by her superior, “Let me go! That thing….â€
“I know…†Nichole replied dryly, “Though there’s nothing that we can do for her now. We must move quickly and get back to our planes immediately. Formation pattern Zen†Formation Zen was to have all mobile aircrafts in formation with the commanding officer in front, two planes on both sides (one to the left and one to the right) and one trailing behind. In this formation the first three would fire a volley upon the given target, while the third would fire once the first three had made impact. This was not the given chain of command that Inetta had wanted to hear so coldly coming from her right now. Grabbing the front of the woman’s uniform, Inetta stared angrily into her commander’s eyes.
“What about Rose?! Don’t you think that someone should be heading to find out if she’s…†Inetta felt the tightness of her hands pulling more of the fabric into her hands.
“What alive? We all had seen the crash and there’s little chance that she could have survived even that.†Nichole answered truthfully. The monster’s second cry caught everyone’s attention, for now the creature had set its eyes upon them. “MOVE!â€
The Pink Sirens scrambled towards the awaiting aircrafts, but not fast enough for the creature’s mouth widen lunging towards them. Taking more of the marine ship into its mouth, the vessel balance started to lean towards one side, the Pink Sirens aircrafts slide down into the ocean water. Frustrated by the passing second the creature tore more into the ship with its razor-sharp claws. The Pink Sirens would have fallen into the waters or worse…the monster’s mouth, if they had not clung to parts of the ship that were bolted securely. Crunching the debris down further the monster rounded for another helping. Fearing that this was the end, the Pink Sirens squeezed their eyes shut, feeling the warmth (stench) drawing closer. Instead, the creature cried out in agonizing pain. From behind, twin spirals of flame repeatedly hit directly in the creature’s back. Opening her right eye, Cathy witness as the creature’s attention was drawn away from them and something more towards the horizon. There blinded by the sun was an enormous silhouette of a woman, whose skin glisten silvery in the light. As the sun’s rays broke more through the clouds the mysterious figure feature was shed more into the light. The woman’s skin was silver (from her hair down to her feet). Parts of her body were a soft shade of red and blue, giving off the appearance of a bathing suit, arm gauntlets and high heel boots. In the center of her chest was a heart shape colored jewel. What was more shocking was the human-like face. The silver maiden eyes were amethyst and a blue heart shape mark located upon the left cheek. Breathing heavily, the silver maiden shifted into a fighting stance.
To Be Continued….
Ending Song: Falling Down by Atreyu
Recorded tales of the adventures of the Earth’s greatest defenders, Ultrans known nationwide. Warriors of light descended unto our small blue planet from beyond our solar system. These marvelous beings have protected Earth far long that one can remember. Their designs have changed over the many years, but there was one thing that was constant. Each Ultran recorded was enormous by stature. That reign true until now. Earth shall encounter an Ultran, who is not like any other upon this day.
Looking out from the balcony an Ultran female gazed out towards Nebula M78’s sunset both sad and longing. How the Ultran female recalled enjoying watching the sunset descend and ushering the starry night, but lately it has lost its glimmer of satisfaction. Tearing her eyes away from the sunset, the Ultran female watched her fingers trace delicately upon the marble rail and sighed heavily. Her mind filled with so many thoughts that they crashed like waves upon one another. Only one thought rang clear loudly above everything else. It was then she made an important crucial decision, even if it meant defying the laws.
“…I’m coming†she spoke softly as if to been heard by him. The Ultran female continued to watch the sunset as everything fades out.
Opening Theme: Hero
Episode 1: A Mysterious Silver Maiden
Standing in a dark room with a single light shining above, a cloak figure stood facing forward staring into the darkness. This figure was not alone within the room, shrouded by the darkness five silhouettes sat behind a long table. With no windows no light (except for the one shining down on the cloak figure) could the five be easily identified. There was an extended amount of silence before the seated person in the middle arose and cleared his throat.
“What is the status?†His coarse voice questioned.
“Currently phase one has been secured and proceeding onto the second phase†The cloak figure responded. The five shrouded figures look at each other silently before nodding their heads in approval. Another seated figure passed on what look like an envelope to the speaker, who snatched it quickly from their hands.
“Excellent! There’s been a slight change of plans…,†the speaker continued and aroused the cloak figure’s curiosity.
“Change of plans?â€
“It is time that our investment is pushed forward and demonstration is in order immediately†The cloak figure react to this quickly and took a few steps forward, “You’ll find that in this envelope there’s more than enough to make sure it happens.†waving the item in his hand.
“It is too soon! If we push through the second phase….†he was cut off, when the spokesperson tossed the envelope into the lighted circle.
“Do not make me repeat myself.†The spokesperson replied viciously, “Just make it happen!â€
Without another word, the cloak figure bowed slightly in understanding and did not voice his concern any further. The light within the room dim completely ends the meeting.
Cloud Spa, located in a secluded botanical area in Orlando, Florida. From the outside appearance, Cloud Spa appears to be a preserve botanical ground protected from future land development. Boarders protectively guard the only road leading to the facility so that none may interfere with their work. However, this is far from the actual purpose Cloud Spa serves. The US Government classified them solely as environment specialists and secrecy the last line of defense (from terrorists and space alien attacks). Underneath the dome-like foundation are layers upon layers of structure underneath the ground from accounting, research, testing etc… Its lowest level serves as the command center for Cloud Spa’s elite team known as the Pink Sirens. The Pink Sirens are women train in military combat, marital arts, weaponry specialists and aerial combat. Their Command Center consist of a around table with a holographic surveillance of the landscape and various location within the city. The other computers around the room surveyed more of the city, monitor sections of the compound, monitoring weather climate, communication etc…
Seated around the circle table were four members of the elite team and two empty seats on one side. Their uniforms revised version of the local authorities. Their uniform consists of button up, short cuffed up cotton dress shirts with button pockets on the front. On the collars of each shirt were golden rectangles bearing their rank. The shield crest on the sleeves bares the Pink Sirens emblem, two silver wings with an angelic woman. Their first names on top of the dark pink crest, while Pink Sirens etched below it. The dress ties that they wore were crimson red and the navy blue vest (trimmed with gold-like material) could barely conceal their chest. Most wore black dress slakes or skirts. Around there waist was a black belt with a silver belt clip encrusted with the Pink Sirens emblem. Each wore white or black gloves (with or without fingers). Starting from the far left was the Wing Commander, Nichole Kage. From her earlier past records, the Jamaican woman has made her a most reliable choice for the team. The next person sitting to her right was the Squadron Leader, Cathlee ‘Cathy’ Norris. Never has this Hispanic woman left behind a fellow comrade in the most hazardous scenarios. The next was an Australian blonde woman, Gena Doe the Flying Lieutenant recently promoted and last amongst those present was Inetta Miller (American), the Flying Officer.
The gathered Pink Sirens looked at the holographic image displayed impatiently until the sounds of footsteps heard and drawing more closely. It was long until an auburn-haired woman with hazel eyes stood before them, holding a file tucked into her right arm. This person was their Group Captain, Donna Plato. It was her responsibility for assembling this elite team, but today she was not in the most cheerful moods.
“Where is she?†Her voice spoke sternly. The others then shot silent glances with one another until Inetta covered her face and muttered something underneath her breath. “Officer Miller! You wouldn’t happen to know where newest recruit would be now?!â€
The blonde slowly lowered the hand down her face before standing directly up, “Pilot Officer….†before she could respond rapid footsteps could be heard along with a frantic voice. Rushing quickly into the room making her way towards one of the empty seats was a young Asian American girl, with raven-hair reaching down to her back. Her eyes were a strange shade of lavender.
“Pilot Officer, Rose Madison…†Donna replied more sternly “It is so nice that you’ve decide to grace us with your presence†watching the young woman take her place and frown deeply that the girl had a ponytail in her mouth, while holding the hair back long enough to put it in place. Rose merely blushed from embarrassment trying to avoid all eye contact. “Now that we’re all gather it’s time that we get down straight to business†placing her hand on the table calling forth another holographic image before them. “We’ve had numerous suspicious tremors in these locations†touching several locations on the map.
“What’s so suspicious about tremors? Florida does indeed have fault lines, which often leads to triggering earthquakes. However, they have not been active for several years.†Cathy replied turning her right hand over.
“Very observant, but sadly it is not the accurate cause of the recent tremors. Our research department detected no changes within the fault lines.†This caused both bewildered and skeptic expression on each of their faces. “These tremors are not natural and thus fall under our jurisdiction. The research team is currently monitoring for any more unusual tremors and comparing them to natural ones.†The Group Captain looks at them individually “As of right now you’re all on active duty.â€
“What?!†Nichole abruptly stood up nearly knocking her chair back in the process, “Captain, you cannot be suggesting we be place on active duty on Christmas Eve?!†The auburn-hair captain looks at her subordinate calmly and collectively.
“It is not my suggestion, but an order from the President of Cloud Spa’s chair board committee. I would like nothing more then you to spend the holiday with those you care most, but we have an obligation as Pink Sirens. Not just for our loved one, but for millions of innocent lives as well.†Donna looks directly at Nichole. The dark-skinned woman took in a deep breath before calming down and folded both her hands on the table. What the Captain spoke brought things into perspective and reminded them their entire mission. “It may be nothing more then false information. Until then I implore that you all go home now and enjoy the rest of the day. I would like to say something else before concluding this meeting by wishing you a Merry Christmas, Kwanzaa and Hanukkah†The Pink Sirens then all stood up and saluted before exiting the room.
Inside the locker room, the Pink Sirens changed out of their uniforms and back into regular street clothes. Most of them left straight home instead of changing their entire. The two left behind were Inetta Miller and Rose Madison. “Tell me, Rose†Inetta question loosening the tie around her neck, “What are your family doing for Christmas?â€
“What am I doing with my family for Christmas?†Rose replied opening her own locker and withdrew a leather jacket. Putting the leather jacket on, the raven-haired girl closed it securely.
“Yeah! Are you making traveling plans with them somewhere? Alternatively, does your family follow some kind of a family tradition or something? Do you know what I mean?â€
“N-Not really†Rose answered sitting down upon the wooden bench looking at the daily newspaper left behind. Her eyes skimmed through it slightly, “I really do not have any family.â€
Inetta carefully closed her locker and walked over to where Rose seated, “No family? Then how do you celebrate Christmas?†Rose peeled her eyes off the newspaper and turns her head towards Inetta, “That’s….That’s really…mmmm…†Inetta then snapped her fingers “Tell you what! You should spend Christmas with my family. We’ve got enough food for an army and you’ll have a great time.â€
“Do you really have enough food to feed an army?!†Rose’s eyes widen in complete astonishment. This response only caused her friend to laugh loudly and pat her hard on the back.
“Good one! Come on, we’ve better get going before my family starts happy hour without us.†grabbing Rose by the arm and leading her out of the locker room.
Meanwhile, deep within a secluded facility several lab coat figures moved around diligently monitoring, correcting, entering data over looming a vast aquarium that held something within. Inside the aquarium, a luminous shadow continued to move about, causing an increase within the lab coats monitoring. The next tremor triggered caused the workers to scatter about doing the necessary counter measures to restrain the thing within its confinement. Monitoring the workers from a control room, a man wearing a finely dressed business suit oversaw their progress, while smoking upon a Cuban cigar. The ringing of the telephone upon the desk behind him drew his attention away for a moment. Moving over towards the desk, he picked up the phone and turned so that he may keep an eye on his subordinates.
“The gates of Cerberus are now finally open. Let the beast run free†A voice spoke on the receiver, which broaden the dark smile that now creased the man’s face. With that brief message the phone call ended, and the man place the phone back down. Walking out of the control room, the man places his hands on the rail. His appearance alone made everyone stop what he or she were doing and paid attention to the overseer.
“Ladies and Gentlemen!†The man cleared his throat for a moment, “All of your precious time, hard work and dedication have been recognize for their brilliancy. It is with great privilege to announce that your work is about to be brought into the light. Mr. Hubert!†his eyes averted towards a stout elderly man. “Open the main gate†For only a few seconds the man stood there dumbstruck, but the look within the man’s eyes caused Mr. Hubert to move quickly.
Attention! The main gate is now opening! Attention! The main gate is now opening! An automated computerized voice spoke overhead from the speakers.
The workers turn their attention back towards the tank. Whatever inside slowly made its way towards an entrance opening in front. As the massive form continued moved passed the reinforced temper glass, an enormous blood shot eye open, followed by a ferocious roar, just before disappearing through the open gateway.
Christmas Eve marks when most business and other establishments are closed down, allowing the workers the day off to be with their loved ones and families. Working into the later hours of the day, a Commercial Fishing industry was pulling in its final hull for the day. A group of workers huddles closer over the fishing net, as the crane operator carefully lowers it down onto an awaiting conveyor belt.
“I want to make sure that everything is perfect when she finally arrives tonight.†One of the workers spoke basking in a soft glow.
“I’d take that things with the adoption agency went well then?!†Another worker questioned steering the swaying net onto the landing pad. The first worker smiled even more proudly with a slight nod in confirmation. “Congratulations! Heaven knows how the both of you’ve been wanting to….†The second co-workers sentence severed as the fishing net began to sway off course, nearly knocking down few of the assembly line workers. “Whoa! Whoa! Aaron, watch what you’re doing that piece of machinery!â€
“It’s not me!†The crane operator rolled down his window. “There’s a storm rolling in.â€
“Let’s wrap things up, everyone†The foreman replied from his post, taking note of the dark clouds moving inland and the harsh wind.†The next several minutes Mother Nature fury rain down upon them, as they continued to secure things down. The sounds that they heard within the air passed off nothing more as the wind, but not for what it truly was, nor the shadow that loomed over them.
At the Miller’s residence, Rose sat in the family room watching the Miller’s celebration. Exchanges of affection and goodwill became more apparent, as more relatives have come to join in the festive or at least a brief pleasantry visit. The next few hours were recalling previous memories of Christmas and song. The raven-hair girl smiled deeply soaking the warmth. She learn that Christmas means differently to everyone, but with the Miller’s goodwill and nurturing not to each other, but to everyone from the type of work that they do not only around this holiday, but everyday.
“Quite! Quite! If I might have a moment of everyone’s attention here†An elderly woman cleared her throat, moving to stand upright. The elderly woman was the head of the household, Sara Miller. Mrs. Miller was an average weight woman who had an amazing outlook on her appearance and life. That belief that her body weight only represented how much love there was to love and give back. Everyone in that room fell silent and turn all attention towards her. “Rather breaking tradition, I’ve decided that we make room for one. I thought it be nice that we at least open ONE present.†she emphasized clearly, taking note of how the children were all smiles. Before Mrs. Miller could move towards the decorate tree, the children were already passing out at least one to everyone (including themselves). Sitting amongst the family, Rose could not help to feel a little out of place. That was until Inetta plop down into the vacant seat next to her holding a present. The raven-haired girl looked at her friend bewildered.
“I thought your grandmother granted everyone permission to open only one present.†Rose’s eyes drifted towards the decorated gift box. “And you’re going to open another one?†Following Rose’s eyes, the blonde girl smiled more brightly handing the present over into her hands.
“That she did, but this one isn’t mine exactly…†Inetta crossed arms crossed over her lap, pointing lazily with her right index finger. “It’s yours.â€
“Mine?! But I am not part of your family, Inetta.â€
“So?! We’ve known each other for quite some time now, and you’re like a sister to me†Inetta continued not giving Rose a chance to object, “Not to mention everyone here considers you part of the family too. That is why for now on; you are going to spend the holidays with us. And we’ll not take ‘no’ or any other objection.†bouncing slightly in anticipation. “Are you going to open that or not?!â€
Knowing when she has been defeated even in an intellectual debate, Rose could not object to the evidence that Inetta presented. Opening the present was a challenge within itself, which Inetta taken the liberty of tapping down every fold. In the end, the time spent on unraveling was well worth it. Inside rested upon a bed of cotton was a necklace. The rope was a silver twisted braided style, with fasten back clasp. The pendant attached was a heart shape design with a rose color gemstone centered in the middle, setting it off with a pair of silvery wings. A near resemblance of the Pink Siren’s crest, save for the heart shape pendant.
“Inetta….†Rose spoke deeply overwhelmed. “This….This…â€
“Heh heh…You’re welcome.†Inetta nodded her head slightly, “I thought you’d like it. Oh?! The pendant opens up, so you can put a picture inside it.â€
Time passed onto the later hours of the evening. As the younger children went to bed, the adults stayed up drinking delightful beverages and watching an old classic holiday movie on the public stations. Around nine o’clock, the movie interrupted by the hourly news. There was an awkward moment of silence, as the news anchor taken his seat with a troubled expression upon his face.
“Good evening†The announcer cleared his throat, “We apologize for interrupting tonight’s movie, but the next few hours we’ll be broadcasting live coverage. Exactly two hours ago, about one hundred and forty-five workers of the Cleave’s Fish Company reported missing, shortly after a storm off the coast passed over the main land. Rescue workers are on the scene searching for any survivors.†The news newscaster was replacing with a disturbing view of the scene. The location had clearly shown signs of what seem like a massive storm had struck. “Flood lights are being brought to the…..†the news broadcast went blank, when Sara Miller turns the television off. Everyone in the family room were starring completely as if dealt a serious blow or lowering their head in grievance. Except for the two Pink Sirens, was sharing a silent conversation. Neither of them had to say what was on their mind and would have to depart by early dawn, with the excuse required at work. This excuse was not off from the actual truth. What many failed to notice lay amongst the debris could have shed some more light upon the missing workers, except those at Cloud Spa.
Christmas morning, the Pink Sirens gathered around the round table at Cloud Spa with manila envelopes directly in front of them and a broken replay of the final minutes within the fishing factory. “This wasn’t exactly one of your typical weather storms now is it?†Cathy was the one to break the silence within the room. “The evidence within the video clearly shows your typical display of one, but except for that sound. It’s…â€
“It is more like the sound of an animal’s cry or sonic wave impulse omitted from an electronic device.†Nichole finished Cathy’s thought. The group commander’s right hand pulled the envelope more towards her and flipped it open. The other Pink Sirens follow this example and started to study the pages of the report thoroughly.
"Our best analysts haven't worked out exactly what the foreign invader is, but they weren't totally unsuccessful. They found this…"
The photograph clipped to the first page revealed a reptile’s scale, but the properties listed were both organic tissue and metallic structure. “Without any witnesses or intact visual surveillance, these are the only things that we’ve got to work with at the present and will be kept updated, when more information has become available to us. This now brings us to another matter, which has been made by the board…â€
“Our status has been elevated into active dutyâ€. Gena interrupted. A given order, which wasn’t consider surprisingly
“Affirmative!†Donna replied regretfully having to pull them away from their families. “Whatever we are dealing with here has appeared to have gone into hiding and avoid further detection.†An assumption sadly mistaken as the media were reporting more disturbances. The most recent report intercepted had the Pink Sirens now suited up in their grayish pink leather flight suits (bearing their Surnames and Pink Sirens crest), heading down towards the most bottom level of the complex.
“We’ve received an immediate distress signal coming from a coastal marine ship.†Commander’s voice overlapped several images of the squadron boarding the metal lift to the awaiting aircrafts. “Our orders are to investigate and help them safely to shore. If there is something out there in the waters, we are to buy them some cover. Understood?â€
“YES MA’AM!†The Pink Sirens shouted. Outside the Cloud Spa ascended from its terra round and reached higher altitudes. Inside the hangar’s sirens activated as the aircraft hangers opened. Within over an hour length of time three Pink Sirens marked aircrafts were on a direct course towards the scene of disturbance. Piloting the MGNL-3, an advanced two-man plane was the Wing Commander (Nichole) and Flying Lieutenant (Gena). To the left side was the Squadron Leader (Cathy) piloting a basic two-man plane and Flying Officer (Inetta). Moreover, to the right did the Pilot Officer (Rose) pilot PTN-0. The Group Captain stayed behind to keep monitoring of the other Pink Sirens and alert them for any further changes.
Drawing closer to the given coordinates the Pink Sirens arrived in what appeared to be the calm of the storm. From their birds’ eye perspective, was the costal marine ship and its crew executing the procedure to evacuate. Nearly every portion of the ship appeared to be brutally attack that even its crew could not maintain until they reached the shorelines.
“Captain Plato,†Nichole spoke into her com-link, “It appears that most of the crew aboard are either making preparations to leave the ship or doing what they can to maintain the damage.â€
“Any sign of what caused it?†The Group Captain’s voice replied
“Negative! Whatever caused this mess appears to be nowhere in sight. What are your orders?†From the Cloud Spa air base, Donna breathed very heavily feeling uneasy. Years from experience had told her that this was merely calm before the storm. Touching the headpiece resting upon her left earlobe, Donna pointed to a nearby soldier to issue the order preparing an additional support.
“Maintain your current instructions. Several of our ships are being sent out and assist with the evacuation.†Donna informed them. Breaking their formation the team went to work into binging the ship’s crew to the nearby port. The task had taken roughly about several hours due to the possible threat that was still in the waters.
Even with most of the crew safely escorted off the marine ship vessel, the Pink Sirens work was yet to be completed. There was still the matter of examining the damage of the ship and locating its source. Unfortunately, none of the crew had managed to get a glimpse of the creature. The only thing they were able to reply was the same description of its cry. Giving the order Nichole, Gena, Cathy, and Inetta landed upon the on the landing strip of the plain taking a closer view for themselves, while Rose was left to scout from the air. Closer examination of the damage lead to startling discovery, the marks were larger then a whale’s mouth and claw marks ranging to at least sixteen in depth.
Rose birds’ eye view of the marine vessel continued to scan the surface water for anything, but came across nothing. It appeared that the creature had escaped them, but an assumption proven wrong. “We’re wrapping this up now.†came Nichole’s voice over the com-link, “Take another fly around to make sure we’re good.†Nodding her head understandably Rose adjusted her settings and taken a sharp turn to the right. Had no sooner did the aircraft alter its direction was it brought down by an unseen massive paw. The four remaining Sirens watched horrified as their friend brought down from the sky.
“ROSE! PULL OUT OF THERE!†Nichole shouted frantically. At the rate of the aircraft and weight of the massive paw, there was little chance to pull free from the inevitable crash. The explosion of the plane was concealing from view, as more of the enormous arm rose from the sea. The creature’s size outranks the highest building within the United States, the Sears Tower. Its scales (yet having a metallic appearance) covering most of its body gleam brightly from the rays of the sun. The aquatic creature’s head could be best resembled that of a velicoraptor. Crushing the plane further into the ground, the creature lifted its’ head and cried out viciously.
“ROSE!!!†Inetta moved forward only to be pulled back by her superior, “Let me go! That thing….â€
“I know…†Nichole replied dryly, “Though there’s nothing that we can do for her now. We must move quickly and get back to our planes immediately. Formation pattern Zen†Formation Zen was to have all mobile aircrafts in formation with the commanding officer in front, two planes on both sides (one to the left and one to the right) and one trailing behind. In this formation the first three would fire a volley upon the given target, while the third would fire once the first three had made impact. This was not the given chain of command that Inetta had wanted to hear so coldly coming from her right now. Grabbing the front of the woman’s uniform, Inetta stared angrily into her commander’s eyes.
“What about Rose?! Don’t you think that someone should be heading to find out if she’s…†Inetta felt the tightness of her hands pulling more of the fabric into her hands.
“What alive? We all had seen the crash and there’s little chance that she could have survived even that.†Nichole answered truthfully. The monster’s second cry caught everyone’s attention, for now the creature had set its eyes upon them. “MOVE!â€
The Pink Sirens scrambled towards the awaiting aircrafts, but not fast enough for the creature’s mouth widen lunging towards them. Taking more of the marine ship into its mouth, the vessel balance started to lean towards one side, the Pink Sirens aircrafts slide down into the ocean water. Frustrated by the passing second the creature tore more into the ship with its razor-sharp claws. The Pink Sirens would have fallen into the waters or worse…the monster’s mouth, if they had not clung to parts of the ship that were bolted securely. Crunching the debris down further the monster rounded for another helping. Fearing that this was the end, the Pink Sirens squeezed their eyes shut, feeling the warmth (stench) drawing closer. Instead, the creature cried out in agonizing pain. From behind, twin spirals of flame repeatedly hit directly in the creature’s back. Opening her right eye, Cathy witness as the creature’s attention was drawn away from them and something more towards the horizon. There blinded by the sun was an enormous silhouette of a woman, whose skin glisten silvery in the light. As the sun’s rays broke more through the clouds the mysterious figure feature was shed more into the light. The woman’s skin was silver (from her hair down to her feet). Parts of her body were a soft shade of red and blue, giving off the appearance of a bathing suit, arm gauntlets and high heel boots. In the center of her chest was a heart shape colored jewel. What was more shocking was the human-like face. The silver maiden eyes were amethyst and a blue heart shape mark located upon the left cheek. Breathing heavily, the silver maiden shifted into a fighting stance.
To Be Continued….
Ending Song: Falling Down by Atreyu
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