Snowfall Island, not home to many. It was a once grand resort spot, taken over by an incredibly strong ice mage long ago. The harsh cold has caused many to stay away from this area, as it wasn't nearly as comfortable as another place in Fiore, or even other islands. However there was one individual that lodged here, and his name was Moushi Nightstray. This old man was a techonological genius, whom was working for the criminal organization CRIME. The CRIME organization, or the Corporate Regional Industry and Mechanical Engineering was one that uses robots built by masterminds like him to control big business, and own a monopoly. Normally Nightstray was all for it, however as of recently the old man realized the error of his ways, and decided to go AWOL against the corporation. Today, he had a meeting to make it official, with CRIME general chief Cesária Cristina Moreno, someone he's grown to know quite well. So, he decided to tell his granddaughter about the meeting, however not who it was with, what company they represented, or why. Instead, he simply told her "I have an important meeting with someone later." So, he waited inside his lab, alongside the body that was laying on a lab table, motionless, as though it were dead.
Entering the manor, Moreno left on her hefty winter coat, and left her dufflebag at the door, stored where no one could see it. However, instead of going downstairs to the lower labs like she was supposed to, she went upstairs, to where she knew her REAL target was, due to her intelligence being fed to her. Moreno entered the room, and stood by the door. There, she made an offer to the woman that sat in there, reading with a glass of fine wine. Moreno made her an offer, one that couldn't possibly be refused. She was to use her talents to create machines for her organization. The organization she didn't name, however. The answer was shocking to Moreno, as she simply got an "I'll think about it," an answer she couldn't possibly live with. Moreno needed the response now, and a positive one. However, she didn't seem mad, and instead walked out of the room, and left the manor.
The old man, below in the laboratory, coughed and hacked, as he was extremely ill. Knowing his last breath approached, he touched the body that lay on the lab table, and a bright yellow glow burned through it, literally and figuratively. Jolting his hand back from the heat, the old man watched as the body rose, and then turned to stare at the old man.
"What is it you request, sir?"
The heat of the room made it almost impossible for the old man to speak, but yet he toughed through it - as he did, in fact, have a goal in mind.
"Number nine... the ninth model... the only working model... Do you know who I am?"
The body nodded his head, and then responded.
"Moushi Nightstray, my creator and master, at least until I am transferred to CRIME. I am to follow all of your orders."
The old man shook his head, and then gave a loud cough.
"No, Nine. I am Moushi Nightstray. Nothing more, nothing less. I've decided not to sell you to CRIME, and instead have given you a new mission objective..." The man coughed and bent over, the red liquid that oozed down from his mouth made it evident that he was suffering from something that was putting his body through immense distress.
"Master, I suggest you sit down. What infected you, I'll go get an an-"
"Nine, my last breath approaches, now heed my words. I've spent my life on this planet a bad man, a criminal who exploited others to get his own money. I bought this house, these labs, the parts to make YOU, for that matter, with money I should have never come across. I created weapons, I single-handedly caused the death of many. I don't want my granddaughter to do the same, hear me? She isn't going down the road of negativity, like me.
.. I'm tasking you, my final order, is for you to protect my granddaughter Aioai at any cost. Even that of your own being. Her safety comes before anything, and her orders are next. You are her servant now..."
Suddenly, the entire manor began to shake. The body that Nightstray called "Nine" didn't move an inch, but Moushi fell over, and continued to cough and spit up blood. Nine knelt down, and grabbed hold of him, and lifted him up.
"Master, you are in danger. I can't possibly-"
The body suddenly froze, and was surrounded in blue light. The old man poured the last of his magic energy into the body of the being that stood before him, and gave him his new orders by force. Nine was no longer a weapon of mass destruction, he was a weapon used to protect Aioai Nightstray. The cybernetic body collapsed aside from Moushi, whom stood up and leaned against the table, and looked to see a woman's body enter the lab, one wearing CRIME technology, and outfitted with a personal weapon. He knew who this woman was.
"Moreno."
"Old man."
"If you're here for model nine, you won't carry him even with your tech."
"Ah such a naive old man... I don't know how you couldn't have seen this coming."
The sound of a gunshot echoed through the entire manor.
Soon, Moushi's body collapsed on the floor, with blood pooling before him.
"I never... said I didn't... see this coming... I also... didn't say... I feared it..."
The flame of life within the man doused, and the female left the lab.
A few seconds later, the cybernetic organism's eyes opened, the yellow light brightening. He looked down, and saw blood on the floor. Moushi tied the length of Nine's sleeping state to that of his heart beat. Once his heart stopped, Nine would awaken. The robot turned around, and scanned the room until he saw the body laying on the floor in a puddle of blood, and quickly ran over to it. He raised it, and scanned the wound. He already knew about the entirety of the human body, and knew that there wouldn't be any saving the man. A wound to a sick, elderly man whom already lost a lot of blood. His life was over. And so, the robot lay the man on the table, not saying a word, and turning around towards the top of the lab. His face shown no more than anger, the thirst for vengeance. This robot's feelings weren't enough to make him sad, or mourn his former master, but they were enough to make him angry. And so the robot left where he was standing, and walked up the stairs to traverse back to the main part of the manor. He now saw two different women, both of which he didn't know. One was a woman with technology all about her, aside from a robot that held the body of a woman that was unconscious, or dead. With Nine running forward, the woman with technology about her ran back, and told the apparent ninja to follow.
"Damn... This isn't supposed to happen! He was asleep! SEN should have been asleep, and I'd use Blink to capture him... You know what? Fine. If this is what's gonna happen - FINE THEN!"
The woman ran outside the manor, grabbing her coat and leaving Nine... or rather SEN... with the unconscious body below.
"Excuse me... Miss... are you alright?"
After it was apparent that the woman was awake, he then proceeded to ask his question.
"Are you Aioai Nightstray?"
Entering the manor, Moreno left on her hefty winter coat, and left her dufflebag at the door, stored where no one could see it. However, instead of going downstairs to the lower labs like she was supposed to, she went upstairs, to where she knew her REAL target was, due to her intelligence being fed to her. Moreno entered the room, and stood by the door. There, she made an offer to the woman that sat in there, reading with a glass of fine wine. Moreno made her an offer, one that couldn't possibly be refused. She was to use her talents to create machines for her organization. The organization she didn't name, however. The answer was shocking to Moreno, as she simply got an "I'll think about it," an answer she couldn't possibly live with. Moreno needed the response now, and a positive one. However, she didn't seem mad, and instead walked out of the room, and left the manor.
The old man, below in the laboratory, coughed and hacked, as he was extremely ill. Knowing his last breath approached, he touched the body that lay on the lab table, and a bright yellow glow burned through it, literally and figuratively. Jolting his hand back from the heat, the old man watched as the body rose, and then turned to stare at the old man.
"What is it you request, sir?"
The heat of the room made it almost impossible for the old man to speak, but yet he toughed through it - as he did, in fact, have a goal in mind.
"Number nine... the ninth model... the only working model... Do you know who I am?"
The body nodded his head, and then responded.
"Moushi Nightstray, my creator and master, at least until I am transferred to CRIME. I am to follow all of your orders."
The old man shook his head, and then gave a loud cough.
"No, Nine. I am Moushi Nightstray. Nothing more, nothing less. I've decided not to sell you to CRIME, and instead have given you a new mission objective..." The man coughed and bent over, the red liquid that oozed down from his mouth made it evident that he was suffering from something that was putting his body through immense distress.
"Master, I suggest you sit down. What infected you, I'll go get an an-"
"Nine, my last breath approaches, now heed my words. I've spent my life on this planet a bad man, a criminal who exploited others to get his own money. I bought this house, these labs, the parts to make YOU, for that matter, with money I should have never come across. I created weapons, I single-handedly caused the death of many. I don't want my granddaughter to do the same, hear me? She isn't going down the road of negativity, like me.
.. I'm tasking you, my final order, is for you to protect my granddaughter Aioai at any cost. Even that of your own being. Her safety comes before anything, and her orders are next. You are her servant now..."
Suddenly, the entire manor began to shake. The body that Nightstray called "Nine" didn't move an inch, but Moushi fell over, and continued to cough and spit up blood. Nine knelt down, and grabbed hold of him, and lifted him up.
"Master, you are in danger. I can't possibly-"
The body suddenly froze, and was surrounded in blue light. The old man poured the last of his magic energy into the body of the being that stood before him, and gave him his new orders by force. Nine was no longer a weapon of mass destruction, he was a weapon used to protect Aioai Nightstray. The cybernetic body collapsed aside from Moushi, whom stood up and leaned against the table, and looked to see a woman's body enter the lab, one wearing CRIME technology, and outfitted with a personal weapon. He knew who this woman was.
"Moreno."
"Old man."
"If you're here for model nine, you won't carry him even with your tech."
"Ah such a naive old man... I don't know how you couldn't have seen this coming."
The sound of a gunshot echoed through the entire manor.
Soon, Moushi's body collapsed on the floor, with blood pooling before him.
"I never... said I didn't... see this coming... I also... didn't say... I feared it..."
The flame of life within the man doused, and the female left the lab.
A few seconds later, the cybernetic organism's eyes opened, the yellow light brightening. He looked down, and saw blood on the floor. Moushi tied the length of Nine's sleeping state to that of his heart beat. Once his heart stopped, Nine would awaken. The robot turned around, and scanned the room until he saw the body laying on the floor in a puddle of blood, and quickly ran over to it. He raised it, and scanned the wound. He already knew about the entirety of the human body, and knew that there wouldn't be any saving the man. A wound to a sick, elderly man whom already lost a lot of blood. His life was over. And so, the robot lay the man on the table, not saying a word, and turning around towards the top of the lab. His face shown no more than anger, the thirst for vengeance. This robot's feelings weren't enough to make him sad, or mourn his former master, but they were enough to make him angry. And so the robot left where he was standing, and walked up the stairs to traverse back to the main part of the manor. He now saw two different women, both of which he didn't know. One was a woman with technology all about her, aside from a robot that held the body of a woman that was unconscious, or dead. With Nine running forward, the woman with technology about her ran back, and told the apparent ninja to follow.
"Damn... This isn't supposed to happen! He was asleep! SEN should have been asleep, and I'd use Blink to capture him... You know what? Fine. If this is what's gonna happen - FINE THEN!"
The woman ran outside the manor, grabbing her coat and leaving Nine... or rather SEN... with the unconscious body below.
"Excuse me... Miss... are you alright?"
After it was apparent that the woman was awake, he then proceeded to ask his question.
"Are you Aioai Nightstray?"