A Fan Novel by Yohan Gas Mask
The massive room was bare except for the large metallic structure in the centre. Its floor was made from impossibly smooth concrete, sheet metal, pipes and wires leading to a platform which broke out into a glass cylinder. The cylinder stretched about 4 feet upwards and then broke into another platform. The whole structure was raised a few feet above the ground by 4 huge industrial chains connected to the top of it. It hummed and gave out a radiating blue glow, the only illumination in the dark room.
Inside connected to the core of the cylinder by tiny wires, was a blue mass that looked like a chewed up piece of bubblegum the size of a golf ball with two raisins on top. The raisins blinked as the tiny foetal creatures heart began to beat and it became a living being at last. It began to twitch and writhe as it tasted consciousness for the first time. No longer was this creature a sentient piec
The Journeys Begin
Slayer was waiting in the grove for Faust and Ky to return. They had left to collect Kys sword, the Fuuraiken, and they were running late. Slayer checked his pocket watch, the placed it again into his pocket.
WHY DO WE NEED THEM? CANT WE DEAL WITH THIS OURSELVES? Howled Zato, leaning into the shadow of a nearby tree.
We need them because the one known as Ky has vital information about our target. Replied Slayer, straightening his tie.
THEN WHY WONT HE JUST TELL US? AND WHY DID HE NEED HIS SWORD? Continued Zato, deepening the level of concern and unease in his already disturbed voice.
Because the poor man cant remember. I cant blame him too much because I cant remember either, which means we are facing a powerful foe. Slayer paused and sucked his pipe, then blew smoke out to the wind. As for his sword, well we will be fighting soon enough. Slayer turned to Zato, w
Ok Mr err what was you name again? asked the incredibly tall doctor staring down at Ky.
Ky. Ky-Kiske. He replied calmly, leaning back on the psychiatrists chair that had suddenly appeared behind him. They were sitting in an office just a few blocks from where the incident occurred.
Ok Mr Kiske. Im going to ask you a few questions, and I want you to answer them as truthfully as you can. The Doctor said equally calmly. Ky had never seen this man before, and he was a strange type. Other than being at least three times his height, he also wore a paper bag over his head, which only seemed to have one eyehole.
Ky was about to settle down, when suddenly the psychiatrists chair bent forward and the doctor shoved a wooden, chest high table in front of Ky, then turned out all the lights except one lamp on the table. He then reappeared shining the light into Kys face.
Where were you on th