It was a quiet night on the net. Very few viruses were hanging around and the last of the chip shop managers had just jacked out. Most of the viruses themselves were sleeping, and the Mystery Data packets had been left out to continue spinning for those who wanted to find them tomorrow morning. In the Graveyard Area of the Undernet, however, something was happening that would change the way the way data can fuse and diffuse…Forever.
*rustle rustle*
“Brother!” The teenage boy screamed s he flung straight up in his bed, breathing heavily after he woke up from his nightmare. The boy’s messy navy hair seemed to blow very little in the harsh winds that came in through his window, though that would be expected since there was a screen that blocked out most of the winter winds. He was about 17 years of age, and yet he could still not forget the accident that separated him from his younger brother so long ago. Over in his closet hung the police jacket he had received when he joined the Internet Security Squad, even though he had no Navi at the time.
“…Just a dream…” He reassured before he slowly turned to his right and got out of bed, slipping on his socks and shoes before taking the jacket off its hangar and putting it on. The jacket was a bit smaller than it was yesterday, but he didn’t care. It was a gift from his father who had died last year in a car accident, which had also critically injured his mother. The boy afterwards went over to the small laptop he had received for his 14th birthday and opened the lid, causing the screen to flicker a bit before connecting him to the internet.
“…Wonder if the squad has anything new to report…”
It only took a few moments, but before he knew what had happened, his computer screen had flashed before the Police Alerts had filled up his screen, all of which had related to one single thing.
Data Anomalies.
“How is that such a big threat…Its nothing serious…Just a few stray fragments of data starting to have bugs in them…That’s all.” But he was wrong. A few minutes after he had logged onto his Ghost Account, which on the net would look like the boy himself, but with a hologram appearance, several errors had popped up onto his screen. “Whoa…Didn’t expect that to happen.” After all the errors had been displayed, he decided to reroute them into the Battle Program he had installed 3 days prior to the Upgrade he had performed that would make sure he would not lose his connection to the Net, soon afterwards running the program to find that it wasn’t a virus’s doing… What he found instead, was the shadows of 3 different Navis, with two resembling Bass with a sword, and the other looking like all the different HubStyle variations fused into one, but with slightly different colors for the Earpiece and Heart Program, as well as differently colored BugMarks.
“…You’ve come at last…Let’s see if you’re really what the legends state you are…”
Rob yawned. It was 5 AM and he didn't get as much sleep as he wanted to thanks to that nightmare. His Ghost account was in the middle of an upgrade, and was hidden underneath some flooring inside the Undernet while the process took place. Dragonman.EXE by that time was busy arguing with his NetOp, of which refused to reveal his face so he found it humorous. He hadn't had a good laugh in quite some time, and began daydreaming about old times.
I miss the old days. Back then we didn't have a care in the world. Every day was full of laughter. He sighed. It was obvious he missed being together with his family.
*KABOOOOOOM*
The entire area shook violently from the booming sound coming from somewhere deep inside the Undernet. Some shouts could be heard, along with sounds related to battle, but nothing could be made out. Rob quickly completed the upgrade to his account, transforming it into an official Navi, capable of mimicking human emotions, but lacking voice data. The emotions were obviously mimicked real time. "What in the hell was that?!" DM said, turning towards the source of the explosion.
"I don't know, but the energy output from that has caused a torrent to flood my computer. At least it helped in coming up for a name for my Navi, at least temporarily." Rob said, before his Navi quickly logged out and back in, resulting in a systematic voice to announce its name as Celsius when it logged out.
"We'd better check it out. I've got a strange feeling that this is gonna be one interesting fight." DM's op said, before both Celsius and Dragonman rushed further into the darkness of the Undernet, following the trail of battle sounds. When they reached the source however, DM, his op, and Rob were all shocked at what they found, neither DM or Celsius moving from their current spots as they watched what appeared to be two Fortes duking it out, one female and the other male, listening to the insults and curses they were throwing at eachother as their attacked collided in a furious yet elegant dance.
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"SPINELESS BITCH!" The male navi; obviously Forte due to wearing a trade-mark cloak and having two fins; shouted as he launched a large amount of buster shots at the female, who countered with several smaller Dark Energy spheres that dissipated as they collided with each barrage that the male had fired, before rushing in and slashing at him with dual Dark Arm Blades, of which smashed Forte back a bit.
The female Navi looked almost exactly like Forte, except she had 3 fins instead of 2. Her eyes were also blue instead of red, and she was wearing a scarf instead of a cloak. She also seemed to be a bit more mature in terms of looks. "COWARDLY FUCK-UP!!" She shouted, launching 4 Hell's Rolling wheels at Forte, which were countered by Forte's own. It was obvious neither of them was going to let up in this bout. Forte smirked, pointing at the female with a single finger before a Gospel Claw suddenly formed took a swipe at her.
"EAT THIS YOU LITTLE WHORE!" Forte shouted, before holding both of his hands in front of him, each hand gathering a huge amount of Dark Energy and concentrating it into a ball in front of him that was growing larger every second. The female Navi was already doing the same.
"BRING IT ON YOU HALF-ASSED PIECE OF SHIT!" The female said, succeeding in pissing off Forte even more as each of them completed their build-up, herself already about to fire a beam while Forte was taking aim.
"DARKNESS OVERLOAD!" They shouted at the same time, before two overly powerful lasers of nothing but pure Dark Energy burst forth, colliding at the precise midpoint between them, exploding upon collision, thus causing the entire Undernet to shake violently once more as their battle continued, each Navi moving so fast it literally caused sparks to fly from each collision. The array of insults never seemed to end.
"SLUT!" Forte shot at her, launching a large Gospel Breath at the female, quickly followed up with a Falzar Tornado, turning the flames into a raging inferno.
"DICKHEAD!" The female retaliated, forming both her hands into a single Gospel head that fired a massive laser from its mouth towards Forte, the laser itself completely white as it ripped through the inferno and collided with the Netgod, exploding upon impact, with the only thing that saved him from possible deletion being him removing his cloak and tossing it in front of him, of which he had done instinctively.
"FUCKING PUSSY!" Forte shouted, sending another barrage of Hell's Rolling attacks coupled with a rapid-fire buster flurry, both of which collided with the female.
"COCK SUCKER!" She shouted back, before rushing in close with a Dark Arm Blade in one hand and her other hand morphed into a smaller Gospel Head, of which blasted a large flame at Forte from point-blank range, lighting him on fire as he was stabbed through his left shoulder from the female's blade, rendering his arm useless. She then morphed both her hands into dual busters and held Forte at Gunpoint, afterward firing a multi-hit barrage directly into his face, severely damaging him and forcing him to retreat. "AND DON'T YOU DARE DIRECT SEXISM TOWARDS ME AGAIN YOU SUNUVABITCH!" She shouted, before landing down on the ground and morphing her scarf into a cloak resembling Forte's. "Fucking prick-faced asshole..." She sighed, obviously releasing whatever tension was inside her at the time from the battle as she walked over towards the two who were simply standing at the edge of what appeared to be a huge crater, most likely the aftermath of the battle, Celsius and DM both bug-eyed and jaws gaping.
"Ho..." DM started.
"Ly..." His op continued.
"SHIT!" Rob completed, with all of them completely shocked at how much destruction was caused, minus the female Navi.
"What? What is it?" The navi asked, before turning around and noticing the huge crater that was left behind from the battle. "...Oh. That. Eheheh, my bad. Most have happened when one of the previous overloaded Darkness Overloads collided..." She said, rubbing the back of her helmet in embarrassment. "I don't usually get like that, but when someone says something sexist towards me, I can't help it sometimes. Anyways, my name's Claire. As you already have seen, I'm a modified, feminine version of Forte. Good thing is that unlike him, I'm not wanted and don't hate humans. I'm also a Solo Navi, but get help from my partner in the real world via Battle Chips whenever possible. Ironically though my homepage is inside a PET." She said before walking past them, acting as if she was an ally. "I'll be in the area for a bit before heading back to Net City. You'll probably find me in the battle dome there."
The two Navis simply looked back as Claire walked into Undernet 6, unable to say anything towards her out of both fear and awe at what happened and what could possibly have happened.