Title:           FutureAnon - Prologue
Author:          Brewny
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First Edit:      Friday 17th of August 2012 11:07:14 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 17th of August 2012 11:07:14 PM CDT

I need a proper name for this story, everything I've come up with blows
 
>In the early 2200's, an elite force of the most skilled and talented Humans on the planet Earth is formed by the World Government
>They are brought together in an attempt to combat the largest threats to man-kind; rebel, military, alien, or otherwise
>Each member of this team has a custom full-body suit, built and tailored to their own unique abilities and specifications, using the most advanced technology available; some of it alien
>(Think of something like Iron Man, or MegaMan type suits)
>You are Anonymous, and you are the newest and youngest member of this elite group
>You are also the first to use a new second generation suit, capable of faster speeds, greater strengths, more efficient energy manipulation, etc.
>This suit is also capable of linking with any first generation suit, taking it's unique abilities and transforming to adapt to the old tech
>It was built as a fail-safe; to not only improve the abilities of the user, but to destroy the other suits should their users be defeated, thus preventing unwanted parties from obtaining the technology
>Most of the missions you or your comrades were sent on involved the elimination of either key targets or entire groups of people/aliens; by any means necessary
>Collateral damage and civilian casualties were never an issue with the higher-ups
>You never liked the idea of killing innocents, so you never deliberately did it
>Sometimes though, they were caught in the crossfire
>It was just part of the job
>You personally were beyond ecstatic to be using a suit that was the peak of human technology, and that you got to use it to rid the world of evil threats
>As time went on, you cared less and less about anything else
 
>The Human race had been looking for a new planet to colonize, as Earth had deteriorated into such a state where it wouln't remain very habitable after another century or two
>The problem, however, is that all of the nearest Earth-like garden planets had already been fully colonized by other alien races, and Human's didn't have the kind of power to invade another planet that was populated by a species more advanced than theirs
>The world leaders hoped to change that with your team of elite mercenaries and unique power suits
>The creation of these suits, and how effective they were, had at least proven to keep the potential attackers at bay
>One particular alien species, that was mostly nuetral with Humans, had been working on tech to create wormholes between specific and very distant locations
>Your leaders knew they had been using this in secret to bring more of their kind to Earth, and they didn't like it
>A location was found on Earth where a major wormhole machine was under construction, and you and a large part of your team were sent to investigate it
>Not only are they obviously dangerous, but the wormholes had potential to bring large numbers of military forces from planet to planet, and we just couldn't take that chance
>Your team was told to destroy the machine, remove all evidence, and eliminate anybody involved
>You personally wanted to hear their side of the story, and learn their intentions, but you knew the others would start attacking the moment they arrived
>With that, you went on ahead to beat everybody else there
>And so you did
 
>The location was in a large series of old airport hangers
>From the outside, the entire place looks abandoned; not even any posted guards or scouts outside
>You fly down to one of the large doors, and flip on your thermal vision
>Sure enough, there's a large number of aliens in there working on something big
>Covering the cielings, about the size of two football fields lined up next to each other, was a perfectly round apparatus, connected to a large machine that seemed to be harnessing an obscene amount of energy from an unknown source
>The hanger doors in front of you were locked, so you just decided to walk through them, creating an Anon-shaped hole in it with ease
>Every alien in the building stops and looks at you in shock
>You are the first to speak, holding your arms slightly in front of you, raising your hands up
"I know what this looks like."
>One of the aliens close to you, likely a physicist of some sort based on what he's wearing, walks up to you
>"You here to stop us yes? To kill us for making wormhole?"
"Well, yeah, that's what my team was sent here to do. But I came ahead of them because I want to know what you intend to do with this wormhole, maybe I can stop them from attacking!"
>"You are wasting time human. We here to get rid of your pathetic race. You and your comrades cannot even stop us!"
>He turns to face a couple who are standing at what looks like a control panel for the machine
>He shouts to them in his native tongue; something you can't understand
>The machine begins to power up, sending energy into the large ring apparatus
 
>Just then, multiple crashes are heard around the hangers, as your comrades arrive in style
>A few crash through the same hangar door that you did, one of them ramming you to the ground
>You both slide along the foor, ending up right about dead-center under the ring
>You'd say a couple dozen of your team mebers had arrived, which is a lot more than usual
>They were scattered around the hangers; miraculously none of them had crashed into any parts of the machine
>You jump up and take flight, ready to address your allies
"You guys, we have to stop these motherfuckers, they intend to use this to wipe us all out!"
>"No shit kid, why do ya think so many of us came here!?" shouts the one that had crashed into you
"Oh fuck off Cutter, let's just get started already!"
>Cutter was his nickname
>Most members of your team had one, and most of them were rather simple; based on their specialty, and easy to use in conversation
>Everybody still called you kid; you were the youngest after all, just in your mid 20's
 
>Cutter gets up and dashes for two of the aliens, producing a couple large blades from his arms as he approaches, and quickly dispatches them
>Another one nearby, often called Heavy, had transformed both of his arms into large guns; one a minigun, the other a canon capable of charging and shooting short-range rocket-like balls of energy
>With a booming and strewn-out laugh, he opens fire on the biggest groups of aliens he can see
>By now, everybody had been engaged in battle
>Realistically, it was just a slaughter; every single alien in there would be dead in seconds
>Hovering in front of the machine was a blue and white colored suit, with miniature tesla coils sticking out of it's sholders
>He reached both of his arms outward to the machine, letting loose large bolts of lightning out of either arm and into the machine
>An alien voice shouts out in protest
>"Fool! You could alter the worm hole, even change it's destination!"
>"Good!" the man in the suit shouts
>The wormhole, now opening directly above you because you were too stupid to move, is reacting wildly to the power fluctuation in the machine
>You can feel a slight pull coming from the wormhole now
>Well, that's not good
"Tesla you stupid fuck, you're turning this thing into a black hole! Just fucking destroy it already!"
>"A black hole!? 'the fuck do you take me for, that's impossible!" he says back to you, obviously having too much fun to care
>He charges up his suit again, unleashing more lightning into the machine
>The energy shoots through the machine to the wormhole ring, striking around and across it from side to side
>Within moments, it fully opens, still reacting wildly and constantly shifting around
>Without second thought, you begin to fly down and away, only to realize you're not gaining any distance
>Looking around, you see the others attempting to do the same
>Before you can even think, the wormhole begins to quickly pull you into it
>Just before it takes you in, you spot Heavy firing a large energy blast to the machine
>It seems to be slowly escaping the pull of the wormhole
>Every single one of you is about be pulled into an unstable wormhole
>There's no telling what planet or solar system you might end up in
>Seems like you're the first to go...
 
>After seconds of the indescribable chaos of traveling through a wormhole at unknown speeds, you seem to reach your destination
>It looks like a very colorful garden planet
>The only problem is that you are not on it
>Seems like you were shot out of the wormhole into this small planet's orbit
>You're still moving fast enough that you would enter the atmosphere within seconds
>And so you did
>Your suits were built for extreme heat and cold, but you weren't sure if they could take this
>Thankfully they were at least completely sealed with their own oxygen supply; in case of bio-terrorism, of course, but it seemed to work for the vacuum of space too
>You transfer all of the suits energy into shields, hoping the heat of rocketing through the atmosphere wouldn't cause any serious damage
>The suit seems to perform rather well, making it's way down to the planet below
>You now focus most of the suits power to the small jetpack on your back, as well as the boosters and stabalizers in your palms and feet
>You quickly realize that you won't be able to slow down quick enough
>A small village appears before you, right in your path
>Lukily you're able to use your boosters to change your course, now heading for large open fields a few miles from the village
>Now using most of your energy to slow your momentum, you hope for the best, no longer able to really see where you were going
>Within a few more seconds, you slam into the ground, forming a large crater