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Draft plot summary (circa 2007)

Heroes: Ateht Legions - Full Plot & Story Summary Draft Prologue - Exordium of the Evolution The story scenario begins with a corpse rising from a glowing grave stone in an underground tomb from an unknown area. Then multiples come out and walk in a single direction like zombies. After that, the screen cuts to our main character laying cynically in his own dorm bedroom in a military warship/watchship. Nevertheless, it proceeds to an announcement being made and one of his dorm neighbors comicallly notifies him about the situation, then they walk out together after the main character gets ready, dressing up & all. After that, they gather for a group meeting that there is going to be a new leader elected for one of the Councilor's main cities, and also announce that their race is locally under tension against a group of armed forces from another race and nation. The main character then sets in an inner monologue about the whole issue and how it links back to what he read in his textbooks. Chapter 1 - Never Before Encountered The chapter begins with the protagonist walking to a food center somewhere in the ship, talking with his best buddy, and go to eat in the cafeteria. Then after some relevant idle conversation, the alarm goes off upon finshing their meal, in which they and other soldiers run to their respective stations and await to hear more spoken information about the issue. They're shown through a big screen and then it cuts to a big speech in a particular city that's currently crowded, announcing who the new leader is and shows the new leader, speaking. The protagonist gets suspicious of the famed figure, based on his name & the history books.

There is an attack and their ship is going to be targeted soon, so it will take refuge to a further area closer to the planet they're in, while deployment and battle stations are readied. The protagonist and his best buddy each board their own little ship once they enter through their own escape pods, and then the mission begins after a small intercom briefing to each of them. The pods take off, and then so does the ship, beginning their piloting. In the skies, the ships fly and search for the enemies, others soon find them, bulleting and battling, while the protagonist flies to search for them. His best buddy then tells him that he'll turn around to fight them, and the protagonist asks to wait, but is refused, and says good luck instead, therefore searching for refuge and any hidden enemies that could rise around the air field. Then, suddenly, the protagonist is ambushed by a few enemies from behind and then falls and crashes to some abandoned town with broken debris. His best buddy hears the carnage through the walkie talkie from his own ship, worried loudly, and then it soon cuts off on its own. The crashed protagonist coughs and gets off the ship, the enemies overconfident that they killed him (but didn't), and is good as defeated. Then, he gets up and wonders what's around him, and tries to talk with his walkie talkie but is jammed. He then explores a little only to find an odd unknown artifact device, while up far in the air, a battle is still going on. He then curiously and reluctantly touches it, causing it to flash, which is cryptic to him. It then eventually stops flashing and he decides to put it in his pocket for further possible research. During his idle walk, he then encounters a brief bullet blast from an incoming mini-ship, and is greeted by a figure of the same race as him. Then a couple more ships come their way. Turns out they're on his side but from a different force faction of the same military. They then have a small conversation before being offered to get on board on one of their ships. All of them then fly back into the air but in a different direction, leading towards a bigger ship. The bigger ship is their own station, that the protagonist never saw or been in before. He is welcomed, swiftly introduced and briefed by their chief, and then they set out to find the bigger ship hidden from them that is from another race & nation, therefore an enemy. They use a special weapon to uncover and reveal the ship, them deploy the hook ropes. While it's sunset now, they then get on the ropes and start sliding to the enemy deck, ambushing the amateurs on board and taking them down. The new gang, along with the protagonist, then rush inside the enemy ship, figuring out its layout, then more enemies come closer, and more combat ensues. Eventually they reach the enemy crew chief of the ship and make some commotion and shows a precious piece of data the new ally is after. She then attempts to snatch it from him but fails and the chief escapes with a special teleportation device. Unknown to them, the ship is then activated with a self-destruct, and they all have to escape at once. They barely succeed as they then jump off and into their big ship's deck, and all fly quickly enough to safety, and fly into the sunset. The mission is over, as the screen then fades to morning, the protagonist waking up from their home's bed from the top floor. (a futuristic castle?) He is then awed by the whole environment outside around him, fully rested and recovered,with the entire land zoomed out. Thus begins Heroes: Ateht Legions.

Chapter 2 - A New Team The second chapter begins quietly, with the protagonist comically munching on a sandwich. The rescuer woman then knocks on the door, is told "come in!", and opens the door bringing in a delicious yummy trey of alien goodies and food + beverage, offering and putting it down once they decide to converse. They ask questions, the protagonist wonders who they are, what's going on, and why they decided to rescue him despite not knowing eachother at all. They then exchange answers, and eventually reveal that some of these enemies they fought in the big ship and some of the pilots that took him down, were actually zombified. This shocks the protagonist almost to the point of humorously choking on his food, but then stops choking, and concludes as to why some of them were so easy to take down, with the exception of their paranormal abilities which gave then a struggle & what he's never seen. He then proclaims he only knew of such beings back then hundreds of years ago in his textbooks. The two then get out of the bedroom and come to greet the rest of her team members a good morning, and meets the chief with a proper introduction and conversation, expositioning the whereabouts of what's going on and what they plan on doing today first, step by step. The chief asks who the protagonist is, and reminds him that his team is worried sick of him. The protagonist is then comically shocked he forgot, checks his walkie talkie, and is disheartened that it's jammed. This means he cannot check in with his work members as he is cut off!

The rest of the members set out to get some daily resources, with them driving their vehicles to the big city nearest to them. Daybreak has already passed through and it's bright today. Soon they're to be ambushed and chased by more baddies in vehicles, starting another action. The start is already intense, as three smaller members try to attack the current cast, but to no avail, they dodge and resist, whacking back and making one of them crash, while the other two are left chasing them towards the big city. Then a very large fly vehicle hovers over them, trying to shoot down the main crew, and they get nearly hit, with one of their own vehicles under danger fire. One of them hops to theirs to hijack and drive the enemy's vehicle to avoid getting blown up by their damaged one, and the chase continues. As they enter a large and long tunnel, the flying vehicle manages to squeeze right through and continue shooting with different bullets! One of the cast makes a remark "Geez how many weapons does this bastard have?!" and they come up with a Plan B to take it down in a different approach: This time, the possibility of letting it surprise-crash into a large gas tank just up ahead.

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stitchwitchsapprentice · 11 months

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L3: A Short Story

Hugo shielded the sun from his eyes as he watched the ship descend. It was coming from Rockmill, more commonly referred to as the Skrik by the people who actually had to worry about living there. Hugo somtimes wondered if that was why the Angelus Coorporation had built it at Lagrange Point 3, on the opposite side of the sun. They figured the further away it was, the less likely anyone was to think about it.

The door of the ship opened, and his new boss stepped out. He was a large man with thick black sideburns. "Hugo Fox?"

"Yessir." Hugo stepped forward and shook the man's hand.

"Come with me." He beckoned and Hugo jogged after him as they walked through the grounds of the estate. They passed field after field of trees about ten feet high, bearing orange and red teardrop shaped fruits. Hugo's mouth watered just to look at them. "I'm told you're the best gardener on the island," The boss told him.

"I don't know about that, sir."

"Heard you can grow things where no one else can."

"Well, I did help with the hydroponics unit on the southeast beach. The soil's too rocky there for much of anything to grow."

The boss paused and looked Hugo up and down. "You're not one of them eco-techies, are you?"

"No sir," Hugo lied, "I just go where the money takes me."

"Still, you don't seem to have any enhancements."

"Can't afford them, sir."

The boss laughed and clapped a hand on Hugo's back, steering him along the path again. "Yet. Can't afford them yet. Tell me, what is the first enhancement you'll get with the money you earn here?"

"I think it would be nice to have a second set of eyelids. Clear ones. Like birds have? I think they'd be great for swimming. Or winning a staring contest. Do you have enhancements, sir?"

He tapped his head. "Increased my memory space."

Hugo nodded. "I hear that one is popular," and useless, he thought, it's just as hackable as a normal memory.

"Ah, here we are." The boss stopped again. They had arrived at a house. It was far too small to be the main house, but it was still far too big for one person. "This is is the head gardener's cottage."

"It's.... great."

"Is it unsatisfactory?"

"Oh no! Let's put it this way. When I worked for eco-techies, I was sleeping on someone's floor."

The boss had a booming laugh. "Well, that's why you're here now. Come on, I'll show you the rest of the place."

The rest of the place, as he had put it included a three-story mansion and acres upon acres of fruit trees--Imla fruits. They returned to Hugo's new home, where he signed the contract and went straight to work, tending to the trees.

The imlas were native to the island, but the boss had bought their grove and turned it into an orchard so he could sell the fruits around the world. He had a tendency to pay off anyone who found one popping up elsewhere. Hugo's mission was simple in theory--take some seeds so the eco-techies could plant them in other areas of the island. In practice, it was more difficult. Most of the trees had been bred to produce seedless fruits. The claim was that consumers wouldn't want to eat fruits full of seeds, but selling seedless also helped him maintain his monopoly. Rumor had it the boss kept a couple of trees that still produced seeds, to make it easier to pollinate and grow new ones. It was the same reason he'd hired a head gardener instead of trying to automate the job, as others might. He had a head for plants, which made him dangerous.

Hugo's contact, had told him the seeded fruits were closest to the boss's house, so he would have to collect them at night or risk getting caught. In the meantime, he might as well do his job. He may not be able to end the exploitation of the trees, but he could make them as happy and healthy as possible. Hugo walked through the rows of trees, inspecting each of signs of disease or ill health and making careful notes for the boss, though it was clear the previous gardener had done well at the job.

As the sun was setting, Hugo returned to his new home. The boss had stocked the kitchen for him. There was a carton of eggs and a filet of fish in the fridge and an array of spices in the cupboard, as well as a basket of imlas on the table. Hugo bit into one. The outside was crisp, and the inside soft and tender. It tasted sweet, and creamy, like caramel. It was seedless, of course, but he savored it anyway. He hadn't eaten many imlas growing up. They were too expensive.

He cooked the fish and then he waited. Try to sleep, his contact had told him when they had discussed the mission, you'll want the rest. But the best he could do was lay in bed, trying to imagine the imlas repopulating the island.

His alarm went off at midnight. He got out of bed and walked cautiously up to the main house. The lights were all out. They're usually alseep by ten or eleven, he'd been told, and so far, the information was correct.

In the light of the moon, Hugo could see a small group of trees, not exactly growing in rows, a short distance from the house. They were separated from the rest of the orchard, but they were definitely imlas. He started across the yard, keeping an eye out for anyone who might be out. He was not watching his direct path and ran into something.

Hugo tried not to cry out as he massaged his shin. He looked down. He had run into one of several fruit crates at the edge of the orchard. They were probably waiting to be shipped out the next day. He stepped around them and went to the trees. He picked one and bit into it. Seeds. He tried not to cheer, so he wouldn't be heard. He picked two more, but as he turned to go back, he saw someone moving in the orchard tree line. Hugo froze.

There were two men, speaking to one another. Hugo took a step back, to be better hidden by the trees while he listened to the conversation.

"you think she could be in one of those crates?"

"Eh, they're not big enough for a person."

"I'm thinking that if she stowed away on the boss's ship, she can fit in a pretty tight space. Let's check 'em."

The two men lifted the lids off the crates one at a time. "Food, food, food. Clothes."

"Clothes?"

"Yeah, they look like new uniforms for Rockmill." One of the men reached into the crate and held up a jumpsuit.

"Can't blame her. Escaping the skrik?"

"Well, we'd better find her, or those will be our uniforms." The man dropped the jumpsuit back into the crate and put the lid on.

Hugo waited for the men to leave and then hurried back toward his house. He wasn't an escapee from Rockmill, but he wasn't supposed to be out this late in the orchard either, especially not near the boss's house. Keeping to the shadows, he made it back to his home, but when he walked inside, she was there.

She was about Hugo's height. Her jumpsuit was halfway unzipped and tied around her waist. Underneath she wore a sleeveless shirt that revealed muscular arms. She stopped when she saw him, an imla halfway to her mouth. "The door was unlocked," she said before he could speak.

"There are guards looking for you."

"Why do you think I'm hiding in here?" She looked around the kitchen, "in the room with no windows?"

"You need to go."

She stuffed the last piece of the imla into her mouth. "Please, I just don't want to go back there."

A knock sounded at the door. Hugo looked over his shoulder at it.

"Please," she begged again, "I was born there. There aren't even windows. I've never gotten to see the sun until today."

Hugo set his imlas on the table and opened the door. The two guards he had seen earlier were standing just outside. "Can I help you gentlemen?"

"We noticed you had a light on, and wanted to know if everything was okay."

"I've been finishing some work for the boss. Lost track of time." He ran his fingers through his hair and tried to look tired, hoping to prove his story.

"I know what you mean. Have you seen anyone?"

"Should I have?"

"No, seems the boss had a stowaway from Rockmill on his ship this afternoon. We're looking for her."

Hugo furrowed his brow and tried to look upset. "She's not dangerous, is she?"

"No, sir. Let us know if you see her."

"I will, thank you." Hugo wished the guards well and closed the door. Then he whirled around with the intention of asking the woman to explain herself when he noticed she was eating one of his imla fruits.

"You know, these are the most amazing thing I've ever eaten? We don't have anything that tastes like this on the skrik. We don't have anything that tastes..."

"Don't eat that!"

She paused. "What, are they poisonous?"

"No."

"Oh. You wanted to eat them." She handed Hugo the other one, which he shoved in his pocket.

"I need the seeds," he told her.

"Oh, sorry." She spit the seeds into her hand, and brandished them at him. Hugo eyed them, not wanting to touch her saliva. She figured this out because when he didn't take them, she shrugged and put them in her own pocket.

"Okay, who are you?"

"Tara Nabi, hydroponics unit, Rockmill."

"Green thumb?"

Tara shrugged again. "Better than most. Don't grow anything like this though."

"No one does." Hugo continued with the subject at hand. "How did you get here?"

"Snuck on board a ship, a guy who calls himself the Broker helped me out. Gave me a passcode to get out of the orchard." Hugo knew at once she was talking about the alarm system that would go off if anyone entered the property at night. Nothing like that came without a price.

"What'd you pay him?"

"He said he had a job for me on the outside."

"And you didn't ask for details?!"

Tara's small green eyes met his own brown ones. "I wanted to see the world. I wanted to see animals. Do you know what otters are?"

Hugo put a hand up to stop her. "We need to get you out tonight. Tomorrow this place will be crawling with people, and it will be almost impossible for you to leave." Tara nodded. Hugo didn't have the heart to turn her over to the guards. He could only imagine what it would be like to live on the skrik. But he also couldn't have her spoiling his plan and getting him caught. He looked her up and down, and sighed. Then he went to his closet, and pulled out a pair of pants and a shirt. He laid them on the table. "You look about my size. You're not getting anywhere in that jumpsuit." He directed her to the bathroom, and after a couple of minutes, she came out looking much like a normal person from Bolyra.

"What do I do with this?" she asked, holding up her jumpsuit.

"Bring it with. I know a good place to hide it." Hugo led Tara back to the crates at the front. They moved as quickly as they could but did their best to keep to the shadows. Tara chattered, quietly, the entire time about how beautiful the island looked--how blue the sky was, how green the trees were. Hugo was pretty sure she snagged another imla off a branch. When they reached the treeline, he looked both ways for the guards, and then hurried forward. He remembered the crate with the jumpsuits was on the end. He opened it, and sure enough, underneath was another, identical to the one he held. Hugo folded Tara's and placed it on top, replaced the lid, and hurried back.

After a short break for breath, and another look to see that the coast was clear, Hugo led Tara toward the gate near the house, which was also where the control panel for the alarm system was located. She keyed in the code. Then she waited a moment. "Is is supposed to do something?" she asked.

"How would I know? It's my first day. Do you trust your friend?" She nodded. Hugo heard branches moving and tried to peer toward the trees. There wasn't much cover where they stood. "You need to go," he hissed, "I think those guards are coming."

Tara went through the gate. As soon as she opened it, alarms blared. Hugo put his hands over his ears to block out the noise. The guards appeared a moment later. Hugo looked back, but Tara had apparently run without turning back. One of the guards grabbed Hugo's arms and hauled him toward the front of the house, where the boss stood in the doorway. At a nod to someone inside, the alarms shut off, and Hugo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Check his pockets," the boss said. One guard held his hands behind his back while the other rifled through Hugo's pockets. He pulled out the imla fruit and handed it to the boss. The boss took a bite and spit it out. "I'd heard the eco-techies were trying to steal from me. That's why I changed the locks. See, I heard they had an inside man, but I didn't expect it was you."

"You caught me," Hugo sneered, "arrest me."

"Oh no," the boss said, "You signed a contract. And as it turns out, we have an opening in Rockmill." He smiled slowly. "It's your lucky day, Hugo. You're not getting arrested. You're getting transferred." To the guards, he barked, "There's a crate waiting to be loaded with clothes. Get him properly attired. I have a call to make."

The guards manhandled Hugo back to the edge of the orchard, toward the row of crates. Each had a grip like a vice. He had a feeling they had had enhancements to make them particularly strong, which would also explain why neither carried a weapon.

When they reached the crates, one opened the crate with the jumpsuits, grabbed the one on top, and tossed it to Hugo. "Put it on."

"You're not going to give me any privacy?"

"The other guard tightened his grip around Hugo's arm. "In a minute, I'm going to let you go, and you're going to put on the jumpsuit," he said. His demeanor had changed entirely from what he had seen of the men who knocked on his door. They'd alread lost Tara, if they lost Hugo too, their jobs would be on the line. "If you don't, I'll put it on for you. If you try to run, I'll do something much worse." Hugo nodded and decided to comply.

Once he was in the jumpsuit, one guard shuffled him toward a cargo cart while the other loaded the crates of imlas into the same cart. Then they drove the cart to the hanger, on the other side of the property. When they arrived, the boss was waiting for them. Next to him stood a short woman with angled eyes and a tight mouth. Coming out of her back, Hugo could see a set of black feathered wings, like those of a crow. Without saying anything, she walked over and tilted his head back. Hugo tried to fight it, but one of the guards held him still. She opened his eye and dropped something into it. Then she did the same with the other eye. Hugo screamed. His eyes felt like someone had jabbed needles into them. The pain spread across his face and up to his head, as if something was trying to break out of his skull.

After a couple of minutes, the pain subsided and he slumped forward in relief. He blinked his eyes, trying to figure out what she had put in them. Everything seemed normal again. Then it slowly dawned on him. He blinked slowly, once. His vision did not go dark, but slightly hazy. He looked up at the boss.

"I thought I would give you a parting gift before you go off to your new assignment," he said, "and really, it's good you're getting transferred to Rockmill. Your eco-techie friends would be so disappointed to see you sell out like this." After that, Hugo couldn't contain himself anymore. He jumped forward, to lash out at the boss, and someone hit him over the head. His world went black.

When Hugo awoke, he blinked open first his real eyelids, and then the enhanced ones he'd been given. He was strapped into a seat on a spaceship. Frantically, he looked out the window. He could no longer see Bolyra. It was on the other side of the sun. Instead, looming ahead of them was the skrik. Tara was right. The space station has no windows. Instead, every inch of the outside was covered in solar panels to power the inside. As they drew closer, a hanger door open, like a giant maw. Hugo turned and caught once last glimpse of the sun before it swallowed him.

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