So, I broke down and wrote a little bit.
Matteus Kail is a very young boy - younger than Nanoha was when she met Yuuno. He has three younger brothers at this time and still thinks in a child's terms. His father suffered a dibilitating injury while on deployment in the Army and has been unable to work - instead he goes to school for a new career that will better accomodate him. He loves Matteus, but at the same time the kid all-too-effectively drives him up the wall. Mother loves him to tears and sometimes she is too easy on him, though in a way it's justified when he gets the harsher treatment from his Dad.
His younger brothers strive to give him a hard time if only for their own entertainment. It's not helped when Dad only intervenes when they get on his nerves and not a moment before. Tends to result in a lot of 'property damage' from younger siblings raiding his room. His prized Transformer figures are a particular target for their brand of terrorism. Model cement and enamel paint figure heavily into their plots.
And then along comes a man named Scaglietti who simulteaneously tortures and empowers a boy that he felt would not be missed, at least as far as local authorities are concnerned.
He didn't count on psychological issues, though.
It hurts!
Everything hurts! Stop it! Stop it please! Mother! Help! I need my Mother! Somebody help me please!
Just make it stop! Please stop it!
No more! Stop it! I don’t want this anymore! I hate this! Stop it! Stop it now or else… I’m gonna do something!
I’m gonna do something and you won’t like it!
I’m gonna make you hurt like you hurt me!
I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!!
ALERT!
CONTAINMENT BREACH
CYBERNETICS LAB 1
SUBJECT 00 HAS ESCAPED CONTAINMENT
The pain was mostly gone now. He felt a lot better, but he was still angry. All he wanted to do was to make the person that did this hurt.
And he would find this person, no matter where he hid.
But he had to get out of that place first. He knew that it was the sort of room that a scientist worked in, but it had been painfully redefined as a torture chamber. One in which he was trapped. No matter how hard he pounded on the door it would not open for him.
But he left some dents in it. He took some grim satisfaction in the fact that he was stronger. But he would celebrate that fact later. Revenge would come first.
He growled in frustration, turning his gaze from the door in anger. But in doing so, he saw something like a control panel. Something in him recognizes it. It tells him to put his hand to it.
Without any other ideas, he does so, and then jerks his hand back as wires start growing from all sides of his fingers. They had begun to intermesh with the panel just as he reared back and a brief connection was made.
He realizes what he can do as bits and pieces of the panel’s face are ripped free, shards glittering as they seem to drift past his eyes in slow motion. He then laughs savagely as he then plunges both of his hands into the panel up his wrists.
He can feel it as his new circuitry invades the system, corrupting it and making it into his own – an extension of himself. Programming embedded into his cybernetically enhanced brain disables the security for him, opening the doors and clearing the way.
Now he would make someone suffer.
WARNING!
SYSTEM COMPROMISED!
SUBJECT 00 HAS INVADED THE SYSTEM
INITIATING FAILSAFE PROTOCOLS
FACILITY WILL SELF-DESTRUCT IN FIVE MINUTES
EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!
He didn’t care about the alarms. He just opened every door that he could. Now that he was able to go wherever he wanted, he could find the person that hurt him. He pulled his hands free, the wires snaking back in under his skin and disappearing entirely.
He left the torture chamber and went into the room across the connecting passageway. This new room looked more like a place where things were built… and there was something there that looked very cool.
It looked like a gun.
It looked like a sword.
It looked like something he could use to make somebody hurt really bad.
He went and put his hands to it and the wires came right away, burrowing into the weapon’s handles and binding him to it. Almost immediately the incomplete AI succumbed to his will, becoming his own and recognizing him.
“LANGUAGE SET TO ENGLISH. PRIMARY USER SET AS MATTEUS KAIL. PLEASE SET DEVICE NAME.”
He grinned. Somehow, he knew exactly what was being asked for.
“Your name is… Shockwave.”
“UNDERSTOOD. PLEASE SET PASSWORD.”
“Let’s kill the one that causes the pain.”
“PASSWORD SET! PLEASE DESIGN BARRIER JACKET.”
Armor. It was asking him how he wanted his armor to look like. He wanted to look cool, and to him Transformers where the coolest.
“PLEASE AMPLIFY.”
More details. Jet fighters. He wanted to be able to transform into a fast and cool looking jet fighter!
“DESIGN SET. GIVE THE COMMAND.”
His grin then became savage. “Let’s kill the one that causes the pain. Shockwave, SET UP!”
“STAND BY: READY!”
A flare of light came and went. In its wake he was left, clad in haze gray armor with black features. The legs were powerful looking engines with shuttered intakes at his hips. Vectored thrust nozzles formed the feet while a folded fuselage enclosed his torso. Sharp wings were folded to his back, and his head remained unadorned. His left arm held a small shield while his right one carried the Intelligent Device that was now his.
He felt safe, protect, yet powerful.
He was ready to punish someone.
And then he heard a voice cry for help.
In the next room over, he found her. It was a tiny girl, like a fairy, with black hair and black eyes. And she was naked.
He yelped in surprise – he wasn’t supposed to see a naked girl! – and turned away.
“Please! Save me!” cried the elf.
He knew that something was going to happen here. Something bad. He had to get out, but he knew that if he left the fair there she would die. So, he turned around and kept his eyes shaded, diligently trying not to look at the fairy’s nude body.
His Mom taught him to be a good boy, after all.
“I’ll save you,” he said as he put his hands to the nearest control panel. The wires came through the armor and the bands that held the fairy to the wall were unlocked. She then dropped to the floor with a soft thud.
The boy went to her and, still trying not to look at her body, carefully picked her up.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’ll find something to cover you up as soon as we get out of here. Please don’t be angry at me.”
“No, thank you,” she said. “In fact, I have an idea. Stay still.” And suddenly she cried out, “UNISON IN!”
Suddenly she was inside him and he understood everything. She was Umbria, a Belkan Unison Device. And from her he learned about magic and how he can properly use Shockwave.
And Umbria learned about him. She learned that his name was Matteus Kail. She learned about his impoverished family; all of his brothers that he strived against but would die for; his mother that loved him so dearly and his father that could not decide to love or hate him. But above all, how he had always wanted a little sister to protect and share an unconditional love.
Umbria decided there were far worse masters to be stuck with.
“I am with you now, Big Brother. Let’s get out of here before this place blows up!”
“Yes! Let’s go! Shockwave, let’s blow a hole straight through the top!”
“ROGER! GIVE THE COMMAND!”
Right away, the command popped into his head and he aimed the device up into the ceiling. “Drill Shot!” A beam of white light scorched the ceiling and punched through. With Umbria’s help, he didn’t even feel the effort.
“Okay guys! Let’s transform and roll out!”
The engines in his leg armor lit-off and sent him flying through the hole he made. As he went, his armor unfolded around him and his intelligent device somehow flew out of his hand and formed the nose.
Outside, a tiny, yet sleek and deadly looking fighter jet flew out from the secret base hidden in the base of Mt. Rainier. It was shortly followed by a massive explosion.
Jail Scaglietti hovered nearby in his dimensional ship, cloaked from view. He saw what happened and he grit his teeth in fury. His prototype, a work of art, was not simply lost. It had gotten loose, hacked his computers, made off with two of his other projects, and caused the auto-destruct system to be triggered.
Oh, he had no illusions. The child was only really a proof-of-concept – he would have been decommissioned sooner or later. But Jail had expected it to be under his own terms, with the useful parts kept for future examination.
At least he still had his research notes. Where others had failed with cybernetic implants, he had succeeded in creating a full-conversion cybernetic mage. Now, if he created an artificial mage like himself, only specially tailored for cybernetic augmentation… well, the possibilities were endless, weren’t they?
With this consolation in mind, Jail turned and directed his ship to depart as quickly and quietly as possible. While the TSAB didn’t often come to this unadministrated world, a mess this big would certainly draw their attention.
So... Thoughts?
Matteus Kail is a very young boy - younger than Nanoha was when she met Yuuno. He has three younger brothers at this time and still thinks in a child's terms. His father suffered a dibilitating injury while on deployment in the Army and has been unable to work - instead he goes to school for a new career that will better accomodate him. He loves Matteus, but at the same time the kid all-too-effectively drives him up the wall. Mother loves him to tears and sometimes she is too easy on him, though in a way it's justified when he gets the harsher treatment from his Dad.
His younger brothers strive to give him a hard time if only for their own entertainment. It's not helped when Dad only intervenes when they get on his nerves and not a moment before. Tends to result in a lot of 'property damage' from younger siblings raiding his room. His prized Transformer figures are a particular target for their brand of terrorism. Model cement and enamel paint figure heavily into their plots.
And then along comes a man named Scaglietti who simulteaneously tortures and empowers a boy that he felt would not be missed, at least as far as local authorities are concnerned.
He didn't count on psychological issues, though.
It hurts!
Everything hurts! Stop it! Stop it please! Mother! Help! I need my Mother! Somebody help me please!
Just make it stop! Please stop it!
No more! Stop it! I don’t want this anymore! I hate this! Stop it! Stop it now or else… I’m gonna do something!
I’m gonna do something and you won’t like it!
I’m gonna make you hurt like you hurt me!
I’M GONNA KILL YOU!!!
ALERT!
CONTAINMENT BREACH
CYBERNETICS LAB 1
SUBJECT 00 HAS ESCAPED CONTAINMENT
The pain was mostly gone now. He felt a lot better, but he was still angry. All he wanted to do was to make the person that did this hurt.
And he would find this person, no matter where he hid.
But he had to get out of that place first. He knew that it was the sort of room that a scientist worked in, but it had been painfully redefined as a torture chamber. One in which he was trapped. No matter how hard he pounded on the door it would not open for him.
But he left some dents in it. He took some grim satisfaction in the fact that he was stronger. But he would celebrate that fact later. Revenge would come first.
He growled in frustration, turning his gaze from the door in anger. But in doing so, he saw something like a control panel. Something in him recognizes it. It tells him to put his hand to it.
Without any other ideas, he does so, and then jerks his hand back as wires start growing from all sides of his fingers. They had begun to intermesh with the panel just as he reared back and a brief connection was made.
He realizes what he can do as bits and pieces of the panel’s face are ripped free, shards glittering as they seem to drift past his eyes in slow motion. He then laughs savagely as he then plunges both of his hands into the panel up his wrists.
He can feel it as his new circuitry invades the system, corrupting it and making it into his own – an extension of himself. Programming embedded into his cybernetically enhanced brain disables the security for him, opening the doors and clearing the way.
Now he would make someone suffer.
WARNING!
SYSTEM COMPROMISED!
SUBJECT 00 HAS INVADED THE SYSTEM
INITIATING FAILSAFE PROTOCOLS
FACILITY WILL SELF-DESTRUCT IN FIVE MINUTES
EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!
He didn’t care about the alarms. He just opened every door that he could. Now that he was able to go wherever he wanted, he could find the person that hurt him. He pulled his hands free, the wires snaking back in under his skin and disappearing entirely.
He left the torture chamber and went into the room across the connecting passageway. This new room looked more like a place where things were built… and there was something there that looked very cool.
It looked like a gun.
It looked like a sword.
It looked like something he could use to make somebody hurt really bad.
He went and put his hands to it and the wires came right away, burrowing into the weapon’s handles and binding him to it. Almost immediately the incomplete AI succumbed to his will, becoming his own and recognizing him.
“LANGUAGE SET TO ENGLISH. PRIMARY USER SET AS MATTEUS KAIL. PLEASE SET DEVICE NAME.”
He grinned. Somehow, he knew exactly what was being asked for.
“Your name is… Shockwave.”
“UNDERSTOOD. PLEASE SET PASSWORD.”
“Let’s kill the one that causes the pain.”
“PASSWORD SET! PLEASE DESIGN BARRIER JACKET.”
Armor. It was asking him how he wanted his armor to look like. He wanted to look cool, and to him Transformers where the coolest.
“PLEASE AMPLIFY.”
More details. Jet fighters. He wanted to be able to transform into a fast and cool looking jet fighter!
“DESIGN SET. GIVE THE COMMAND.”
His grin then became savage. “Let’s kill the one that causes the pain. Shockwave, SET UP!”
“STAND BY: READY!”
A flare of light came and went. In its wake he was left, clad in haze gray armor with black features. The legs were powerful looking engines with shuttered intakes at his hips. Vectored thrust nozzles formed the feet while a folded fuselage enclosed his torso. Sharp wings were folded to his back, and his head remained unadorned. His left arm held a small shield while his right one carried the Intelligent Device that was now his.
He felt safe, protect, yet powerful.
He was ready to punish someone.
And then he heard a voice cry for help.
In the next room over, he found her. It was a tiny girl, like a fairy, with black hair and black eyes. And she was naked.
He yelped in surprise – he wasn’t supposed to see a naked girl! – and turned away.
“Please! Save me!” cried the elf.
He knew that something was going to happen here. Something bad. He had to get out, but he knew that if he left the fair there she would die. So, he turned around and kept his eyes shaded, diligently trying not to look at the fairy’s nude body.
His Mom taught him to be a good boy, after all.
“I’ll save you,” he said as he put his hands to the nearest control panel. The wires came through the armor and the bands that held the fairy to the wall were unlocked. She then dropped to the floor with a soft thud.
The boy went to her and, still trying not to look at her body, carefully picked her up.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’ll find something to cover you up as soon as we get out of here. Please don’t be angry at me.”
“No, thank you,” she said. “In fact, I have an idea. Stay still.” And suddenly she cried out, “UNISON IN!”
Suddenly she was inside him and he understood everything. She was Umbria, a Belkan Unison Device. And from her he learned about magic and how he can properly use Shockwave.
And Umbria learned about him. She learned that his name was Matteus Kail. She learned about his impoverished family; all of his brothers that he strived against but would die for; his mother that loved him so dearly and his father that could not decide to love or hate him. But above all, how he had always wanted a little sister to protect and share an unconditional love.
Umbria decided there were far worse masters to be stuck with.
“I am with you now, Big Brother. Let’s get out of here before this place blows up!”
“Yes! Let’s go! Shockwave, let’s blow a hole straight through the top!”
“ROGER! GIVE THE COMMAND!”
Right away, the command popped into his head and he aimed the device up into the ceiling. “Drill Shot!” A beam of white light scorched the ceiling and punched through. With Umbria’s help, he didn’t even feel the effort.
“Okay guys! Let’s transform and roll out!”
The engines in his leg armor lit-off and sent him flying through the hole he made. As he went, his armor unfolded around him and his intelligent device somehow flew out of his hand and formed the nose.
Outside, a tiny, yet sleek and deadly looking fighter jet flew out from the secret base hidden in the base of Mt. Rainier. It was shortly followed by a massive explosion.
Jail Scaglietti hovered nearby in his dimensional ship, cloaked from view. He saw what happened and he grit his teeth in fury. His prototype, a work of art, was not simply lost. It had gotten loose, hacked his computers, made off with two of his other projects, and caused the auto-destruct system to be triggered.
Oh, he had no illusions. The child was only really a proof-of-concept – he would have been decommissioned sooner or later. But Jail had expected it to be under his own terms, with the useful parts kept for future examination.
At least he still had his research notes. Where others had failed with cybernetic implants, he had succeeded in creating a full-conversion cybernetic mage. Now, if he created an artificial mage like himself, only specially tailored for cybernetic augmentation… well, the possibilities were endless, weren’t they?
With this consolation in mind, Jail turned and directed his ship to depart as quickly and quietly as possible. While the TSAB didn’t often come to this unadministrated world, a mess this big would certainly draw their attention.
So... Thoughts?