Kyle J. McLoughton's Story

Close to the country of Bovius stood a large rain forest. The canopy stretched above the floor at a massive distance, the trees must be massively taller than the buildings back on Terra. On the far side of the forest, smoke was leaking out from under the undisturbed canopy and into the air, the smoke was dying down, showing that it's cause appeared several days ago.

Under the canopy, on the forest floor, the wildlife continued it's life undisturbed. Until the sound of a breaking twig echoed around the area, the snapping sound was also followed with dead leaves being crushed and branches being pushed away. The noises caused all wildlife to escape from the area out of fear, it was a natural thing of course. Since the settled life on this planet was the cause of the wildlife being afraid.
The source of the sounds finally emerged from behind a large collection of branches. They wouldn't budge with normal pushing, so a small charging sound occurred. It was only for less than a second, a powerful, deafening, low-pitched sound was discharges as a pulse. The frequency of the sound was so high, it managed to rip a hole into the branches. Showing a strange, young character dressed in a black suit with a blue and grey striped tie. The suit was worn in a very professional way, except the blazer was unbuttoned, allowing the tie to sway in the small breeze. The character lowered his arm and stuffed it back into his pocket, proceeding to step through the hole and continued walking. His long, brown hair flowed in the wind, the fringe styled to cover his left eye. The right eye was left shown, it was grey, but seemed to glow. The pupil was a different shape to normal human pupils, it was a black ring, instead of a solid black circle.

"Go to Misrana... You need to meet someone..." Kyle sighed as he spoke to himself, he was annoyed. Not just annoyed, he was pissed off. "Yeah, you save my ass from Terra, give me a massive lecture and then send me to this shit hole to 'meet someone'. This is more of a fucking punishment." Kyle continued his small rant to himself, dodging flies and occasionally firing a sonic pulse similar to the one used to break the branches with the goal of driving the damn insects away.
"Then the fucking ship crashes, I was never taught how to fly one!" He sighed again, "Now... I am stuck in this disgusting forest, walking until I find civilization. I don't even know WHERE this guy is gonna be!"

The Sentimia's padded paws were perfect for traversing through the dense Calidonan forest with hardly a sound, armed as though it were ready for a war. The rather tall, cybernetic kassaru, which was so gracefully thin, was a sight to behold. It's snout was narrow, as were its shoulders, shaped for speed, and its pelt was black and flecked with orange. The organic segments of the creature integrated flawlessly into automation, as though they had never meant to be separate from the beginning. The creature's eyes glowed with a life beyond what either world could supply it.

Upon the cyborg's back was a fit, tanned woman in clothing that was scarce, tight, and brightly colored. Her skin dripped with the dense humidity of the forest, which slicked her black hair and stuck it to her neck uncomfortably. She felt as though she were breathing underwater. Still, she urged the kassaru on.

They both paused, however, as they came upon a young man. A strangely dressed young man. The woman narrowed her eyes, then began to chatter away at him in a sharp, quickly spoken alien language.

Once Kyle was finished with his ranting, he continued his walk through the forest silently, listening to the strange alien sounds. But suddenly he stopped, his right eye reacted to something and the pupil changed from being a black ring to a black X which stretched across the grey iris, the change occurred in a blink of the eye. This change caused Kyle's body to reach hypersensitivity, giving him a natural reaction of facing in the direction of the strange being and then jumped back slightly, stood in a stance with his legs slightly further apart, one in front of the other. However, his hands were still held in his pockets.

It was a woman, riding some kind of creature, her clothing was definitely suited for this environment and that creature... It didn't seem natural. With his pupil still in the X shape, Kyle raised his glance to the woman, his eye half closed as if he did not care and was bored. A strange language was spoken from the woman's lips, it was too fast to decipher. Kyle may have an amazing cognitive ability, but that language was too fast and strange. "Uh..." Kyle was speechless, he had trouble finding the right words to say. In the end, he just spoke out the same phrase he would say to anyone; "Who are you? And where am I?"

The woman seemed taken aback. Her fingers tightened around the metal bar that she had been using to hold herself atop the vehicle.

"En...English?" she stuttered, turning the part of her brain over to speak a language she had learned long ago and seldom practiced. "You are not from here. You're not Misranan. Why are you in Calidona? Aliens aren't allowed in this country." Her voice only became more demanding as she spoke, though her English was still wobbly.

Still in the pose to jump into action, Kyle listened to the woman's speech. So she did know English, it was a bit bad, but understandable. The fact that the woman could speak in his language made Kyle give off a sigh of relief.

"So I'm in Calidona..." Kyle had no idea what the hell Calidona was, but it was relieving to know his location. Wait... Alien? The woman had called Kyle an Alien, yet she seemed exactly the same as him. The only races Kyle knew which had the same build were the Humans and Shadonians. "My ship crashed. And I'm looking for someone." He spoke out in a very blunt fashion towards the woman. Both his face and his voice were expressionless and emotionless, but the way he spoke gave away that he was pissed off.

"You still didn't say who you were."

"I am Jakki Matala, a scout representing the Calidonan Supremacy of Misrana. We cannot have you here. It is illegal for aliens to be in this country. If you come with me this is easier, you are being deported to Zanzaria."

How did an alien get here, of all places? Calidona's borders were so heavily guarded by both air and land.

"Eh. Well, I think that is more of a help. I'll go with you." Kyle replied, his voice calmed and his body had returned to its usual careless stance. Along with that, Kyle's right eye also changed back where the pupil was a hollow ring as before. "Ever heard of someone going by the family name of Gateworthy?"

Gateworthy, the family name of Kyle's new partner. All Kyle knew was the family name, and had to find this person on Misrana. Does that mean that this guy is Misranan? Or is he an 'Alien' as well? There is no way Kyle can contact people due to the mishap on Terra, apparently his new partner will be carrying some gear for him. It's best to find this person, and find out why Misrana.

"Oh yeah. Have you also heard of the Payemyndii Clan?"

"Not at all," said Jakki. "Nor do I know of a Payemyndii Clan. I do not bother myself with the matters of outsiders unless it is to get them out of Calidona. We are far from any city, so I will call for aircraft to transport you from here. If there are any with you, please let me know now."

"Ah, well that makes sense... Misrana is quite, isolated." Kyle replied while nodding his head. So this woman really is devoted to keeping outsiders away, she would never want to join. Which means Kyle will be shouted at for not attempting recruitment, it doesn't matter. He can put up with a lot, last time he lost his temper... Well, let's just say that he's the reason that the planet "Iyoh" has a massive hole in it.

"Well, that sounds even more helpful. And no, I'm alone. I'm supposed to meet someone on this planet but I have no idea where."

Livius had been waiting an hour for the shuttle to arrive. Normally, Zanzarian ships were right on time, never late, and rarely too early. However, the shuttle coming in today was no Zanzarian ship. It was Calidonan, and that caused Livius to fret. They never needed to ship crashed aliens to Zanzaria, so he had to wonder how well the Nahatsan fleet were doing at keeping out foreign ships. There had already been a crash in the city hall months back, and before that, with the Aschen...

Eventually, however, the white and blue colors of the Supremacy caught Livius' eye as the ship soared through the air. It was a harsh and metallic thing, much in contrast to Zanzaria's thriving biotech, in which all machines were attached to some biological creature, sharing a mind, and sharing a body.

The ship landed upon a clear platform high in the air, almost as high as the Divine Skies, where Livius was standing. He was the welcome committee, and as such, he was dressed for the part. Standing at six one with his arms behind his back, both enveloped in blue caster gloves that allowed him to manipulate magic, with a long coat over his shoulders to shrug off the creeping cold of the season halagan. Upon his head, there sat a small trilby. A thing he picked up from a Terran traveler.

The bottom of the ship popped open, to give the newcomer, who he had heard was called Kyle, exit onto the platform, escorted by several Supremacy soldiers.

Kyle walked out of the ship, his hands in his pockets and the look on his face showed absolute boredom and lack of emotions. He also seemed a bit annoyed with the way he walked, his uncovered eye half closed and seeming to glare at the several soldiers who were 'escorting' him.
"Hey, why do I need all of these guys 'escorting' me? It's not like I'm gonna go crazy or anything..." Kyle spoke out towards the soldiers, his voice deep and mono toned. There was no sign of emotion in his voice, not like it's strange for him anyway. All of those testing had completely removed his ability to feel/show emotion.

The soldiers stopped, Kyle, who had been staring at the ground bumped into one of the soldiers and looked up, even more annoyed, only to see that the soldiers had stopped in front of some well dressed person. Is he someone of importance? Or a police officer who had learnt of Kyle's past actions on Terra?

It would be best to anticipate the worse.

None of the soldiers spoke back to Kyle, but the sharply dressed young man certainly did.

"Hello! I apologize for my friends, here-" He gave a short glare up to the soldiers. "The Supremacy can be... antsy around strangers." With a big smile, he held his hand out to Kyle, and the soldiers turned to depart.

"I am Livius Swart. You are... Kyle, I presume?"

Kyle gave one more glare at the soldiers as they departed, "Ignorant bastards..." He spoke under his breath before he quickly turned his one eyed glance to the smartly dressed man in front of him. "Antsy around strangers? Is that why they ignored my requests?" Kyle questioned the man, he glanced at the hand held in front of him. But refused any kind of handshake and looked back at the man. His hands never left his pockets, and his body was slouched a little. As if he did not care about anything and was calm. His shown eye although, was one of his distinctive features. Being of a different appearance compared to other humans, -the pupil was a black ring instead of a solid black circle-, it usually draws a little attention.

"I am Livius Swart. You are... Kyle, I presume?"

"Yeah, Kyle McLoughton. How do you know me?"

Livius wiggled the fingers of his outstretched hand for a moment, as though trying to tell Kyle that he did have permission to shake his hand. Eventually, he withdrew it and put it into his pocket. "Well, ah... yes. I suppose. They don't much like outsiders, either. They stick to their own. Not likely to make any willing contact with aliens." He gave him a tight smile.

"How do I know you? Well, I don't know about where you come from, but calling someone on our communications line is a lot faster than transporting some fellow halfway across the world."

As they spoke, the blue and white Calidonan ship floated up from the platform, then zoomed off. Over Kyle's shoulder, Livius spotted a woman with white hair parting over large horns on her head, who was standing at the edge of the platform, arms crossed. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, but put his eyes back onto Kyle.

"What assholes." Kyle grumbled, moving his glace to the ground, well more like the platform. He was thinking, and it was obvious. Why was this guy so sociable? Why is he talking to Kyle? And what does he want? There is only one question that can be asked to this formally dressed being, hopefully it would release some more information.

"So, you have business with me?" Kyle asked, staring back at Livius. His ring shaped pupil seeming to stare right inside the body of Livius. Well, technically it was, if it was activated of course. But then the being's actions seemed to change, Kyle had not yet noticed the strange person standing at the edge of the platform, so his curiosity took over.

"What's up? Something happen?"

"Well, yes. Zanzaria's a big city. Because this planet is so different from most others, we've developed a welcome committee. I'm one of them. I can show you around to any hotels, good places to eat, things to do, how to get around. As you can see-" Livius gestured, with a sweep of his hand, to the vastness of the Zanzarian Port, with buildings so high that one couldn't see the ground. There were no sidewalks. There were no roads as high as they were. People were traveling in bionic, flying vehicles and floating platforms, and used elevators to get around inside the buildings they were already in. All around them, there was a great amount of activity.

Up ahead, a dragon flew over, rockets attached to the underside of its wings to achieve faster speeds. Below them, a six-armed, big-headed alien scaled one of the buildings using handholds cleverly placed to get to doors.

Some of the sky scrapers were so high they quite literally toughed the sky, parting clouds.

"You'll need some help getting around," chuckled Livius. "Everything is up. Everything is happening. That'll answer your question well and fine."

"Hmm.." Kyle followed Livius' gestures around the area. Although, he had shown no interest and wanted to get straight to his business. Although, a city this great and large seems even bigger once one is standing in it. No wonder Kyle's leader wanted to settle down the clan in this area. Oh that's right, the clan.

"A welcome committee? I don't get it. But if you are offering some help getting around, then I would like the help. Especially finding someone." Kyle was confused with his new aquaintance's words, but he was offered help, and that was good enough.

"Have you heard of the Payemyndii Clan?"

"I'm afraid I haven't. If you guys are popular, I have to apologize. We have a lot to catch up on, what with more than a century of isolation. Who are you looking for? I implore you, I'll certainly be able to find them! I know Zanzaria like... like a good mechanic knows his Meigen Mutt!"

There was no way the boy would get the reference, and that seemed to click in Livius' mind.

"... moving on. So, who is it you're looking for?"

"Ah, we are not that well known. Unless you are a Shadonian of course." Kyle explained, not surprised with Livius' remark. Although, that strange comparison was strange, what the hell is that? It doesn't make sense, but it is probably due to this planet is different to which is Terra and Iyoh.

"... moving on. So, who is it you're looking for?"

"Uh..." Kyle thought for a bit, his leader had not told him the name of Kyle's new partner. Only scolded him for letting Vladamir get killed and ordered him to come to Misrana to meet the new partner. Although, he was given a picture, but that was destroyed in the crash. And so, only a little bit of information appeared in his mind.

"...He has yellow eyes, and his right pupil is the same shape as mine. He wears black. And stands funny. That's all I remember, sorry for the trouble." Kyle described his partner the best he could, as long as this person can be found, then Kyle can finally get his new orders.

"Also, do you think I could have my ship taken here and repaired?"

"Shadonian. I'm afraid I'm not familiar with those, either. My knowledge extends to places like Terra and the Aschen territories, and few other places, but not there," he said.

"So... let me get this straight. You don't know his name, but you have a very standard description of what he looks like?" Frowning, Livius crossed his arms. "Well, I suppose I can do my best with that much information."

He pulled a small, clear disk out of his pocket that just fit into the palm of his hand. "Your ship? We're already on that, though there will be a few fees. Without the money, I'm afraid we won't be able to repair it completely."