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Metal Symphony

Jupitris Station

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a part of Metal Symphony, by Soviet Rei.

A massive station orbiting Jupiter, and the seat of the Coalition's power.

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A massive station orbiting Jupiter, and the seat of the Coalition's power.
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Jupitris Station

A massive station orbiting Jupiter, and the seat of the Coalition's power.

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Focus. That was what she needed. Focus to allow her will to merge with the will of Zephranthys, focus to allow her being to coalesce into Zephranthys's being, into one form.

Evangeline's eyes were closed behind the visor of the pilot helmet, closed in concentration as she felt nothing in her mind. It was more effective and less dangerous to merge with the Psycho Frame when one's mind was clear of all obstacles that could inhibit the Frame from fully merging with the pilot's psyche. It had become so easy for Evangeline to simply stop her mind that she often did it when she was not on a mission; she would spend hours on end, lying in bed, in a sleep-like state, her mind free of thought. True liberation.

At that moment, Evangeline ceased to be her own being. Zephranthys and Evangeline Arkanion were no longer two separate entities. In body, of course, with Evangeline seated in the torso of Zephranthys, they remained separate. But their minds were now intertwined and united. Evangeline felt the stream of emotions and thoughts pour into their shared mind from Zephranthys, but paid no attention to them. She only wanted to be her own person as soon as possible, away from Zephranthys.

"You know the usual drill," a bored voice sounded through the cockpit where she sat. "This is only a minor check, so forward, backward, arm movement, done." Evangeline said nothing, but with a thought, Zephranthys began to walk forward in the vast hangar-turned-experimentation bay. It reached the other end of the bay, and then walked backwards. Then it raised its arms, twisted its hands, and then returned them to the sides. It looked like some kind of bizarre robotic display.

"Okay, that's all, go ahead and leave it if you want," the bored voice droned on. At that moment, Evangeline slowly removed herself from Zephranthy's mind. Zephranthys resisted, and tried to hold Evangeline in, as it always did. The key was to remove the connection slowly and quietly, rather than sever it instantly. Slowly, Zephranthys and Evangeline separated, and then Evangeline opened the cockpit. Waiting for her, right at the level of the cockpit, was an elevator-like platform seeming to be simply drifting in midair. Under it was the device that powered it: a Jupitris booster, the same booster that powered the Psycho Frames. She stepped onto it, and it sank to the ground. She then stepped away from the platform, and began walking away.

She turned back briefly to look at Zephranthys. It stood looming over her, resembling a sleeping, humanoid anubite machine. But within it was a terrible being, never sleeping, very much alive. She shuddered, and then continued walking.

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"Synchronization rate at 78.998%," spoke the computerized diagnostic.

"Damn it," spat Jarvis. "Only 78! Come on you stupid machine!"

The darkness of the cockpit was only slightly abated by the dim glow of computer displays and flashing controls. Sweat dripped from the boy's brow as he tried to merge himself fully with his machine. Jarvis pounded his fist into a console with unnecessary force. A small green screen, the display for the internal and external temperatures, cracked under the blow.

"Synchronization rate at 89.997%," replied the computerized diagnostic.

"That's it!" exclaimed Jarvis. "Get angry. That's all, get angry. You want the same thing as me don't you Void. You want to crush them, crush them like they tried to crush us!"

Jarvis went through the motions of activating the console. The movements had become muscle memory by now. His fingers raced across the keyboard, punching in the variables needed to compensate for human error. He increased the rate of response for the right arm and decreased the rate for the left. This way his weaker side could match the speed of his stronger. It wouldn't help him to shoot and swing too soon thereby expending the already limited energy of the plasma blade. He did a quick test run, swinging the rifle out in front and firing a round. He immediately followed the shot with a perfectly timed dash towards the intended target. Finally he stopped just short of the enemy target and quickly pierced the cockpit with a jab of his plasma blade. The enemy mech twitched slightly and combusted. The fires of the explosion quickly devoured by the vacuum of space.

"Good job Lagan," interrupted a woman over the com. "The test is over, your tweaks to the arms' response times will be noted and sent to the engineers."

Jarvis finally let out a breath he'd been holding since he'd made the simulated dash towards his opponent. He began to slowly disengage his consciousness from the mech. He felt the AI's disappointment as the pilot retreated from it's mental embrace. The two shared a common enemy and a common desire to see them annihilated. In a way, Void was Jarvis's closest friend. The cockpit hissed as the top half slowly rose, revealing not space, but the metal square of the hanger. Jarvis climbed over the cockpit and dropped slowly down to the floor, zero gravity slowing his fall. He alighted softly on the metal floor and gripped a wall mounted handle. The handle began moving along the wall towards the door. Others passed the pilot, but either averted their gaze or tried to busy themselves with something else.

Fine, thought Jarvis. I don't need them. All I need is the Void, and our revenge.

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Evangeline slowly slipped her card into the keycard machine, and the door leading to Lieutenant General Vais Rena's office in Jupitris slid open. The lieutenant general, who was in the process of viewing the latest reports from Jupitris-Federation combat on Mars, turned to Evangeline as the sound of the door opening. Rena's face was grim and weary, but she managed a smile as Evangeline entered. Rena knew the psychological duress Evangeline went through nearly every day--the pain and suffering Rena, in all her years in the military, could only imagine. Rena herself had never supported the Psychosis Project that gave birth to the Psycho Frames, and she had been outright against forcing Evangeline to pilot Zephranthys.

"I imagine you have everything ready?" Rena asked brightly. "They expect you on Mars by tomorrow, Earth-time."
"Yes," Evangeline replied. In contrast to Rena's enthusiasm, Evangeline's voice sounded more like a forlorn sigh of resignment.
"From these reports, the Feddies are only starting their attack," Rena abandoned the enthusiasm in favour of a grim businesslike mannerism. "We believe these brief forays into our territory on Mars is merely to scout out our firepower. The real assault is yet to begin, but they're stepping up their attacks and sending in mercenaries too. The big battle is coming up and the guys upstairs all want you on Mars when it does arrive. From what they're saying, you're going to be accompanied by another Psycho Frame pilot"--she quickly glanced at her monitor to check the name--"Jarvis Lagan is his name. I've never worked with or seen him, but his combat record's excellent--on the same level as you, the higher-ups are saying."

Evangeline said nothing, but merely absorbed what Rena was saying. She didn't want this Jarvis Lagan's help, but Evangeline had learned long ago the Jupitris Coalition wasn't willing to listen to her requests and complaints. Lieutenant General Vais Rena was more understanding, but she wasn't the one making the decisions--that was mostly General Yu Konami, the de facto leader of the Jupitris Coalition. The Council they had assembled was nothing more than a bunch of squabbling politicians, all of whom were in Kojima and the military's pockets.

"Well, as said in the message sent to you and Lagan, you're to report to the Gunsleeper in exactly one hour," Rena leaned back in her chair. "It's a Maori-class cruiser, hangar A-23. The Zephranthys and the Void have already been loaded onto it. All clear? Then good luck out there. I know, as someone who played a role--however unwilling--in your situation, I don't have any right to say this, but...do your best out there against the Feddies. You're fighting for a good cause."

Evangeline thanked Rena quickly, and turned to make her way to Hangar A-23. She may have been fighting for a good cause, but for all the wrong reasons.

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The door to Jarvis's room slid open with a slight swish. Jarvis stepped over the threshold and dropped on to his bed. As he stared into the pillow a slight leak in his emotional dam appeared. Hints of loneliness began to pool around his normally cold demeanor. But Jarvis was stronger than that. He didn't need others, all he needed was the chance to fight. The chance to hurt the federation.

He turned over and gazed at the ceiling. A small blinking light tugged at the corner of his vision. He turned his head towards a small shelf on his right. On it lay a tripod shaped device. A blinking red light on the device's top informed Jarvis of a waiting message.

"Play new messages," spoke Jarvis.

"You have 1 new message," replied the machine. "First new message."

Ironic that most conversations Jarvis had seemed to be with computers.

"Psycho Frame Pilot Jarvis Lagan," spoke a gruff militaristic voice.

Jarvis recognized the voice immediately, General Yu Konami, head of the Jupitris forces. Even to a person like Jarvis, who disliked most everyone, the general came off as a pompous blow-hard of a man. He always liked to order the Psycho Frames about like his own personal honor guard, when he'd had almost nothing to do with their creation or regulation.

"You have been assigned to the front on Mars. You will report to the Gunsleeper in hanger A-23 at 21:00 hours. Psycho Frame Pilot Evangeline Arkanion will also be reporting to the Gunsleeper. I expect nothing but the best results from you two. Good luck and god speed."

Jarvis smirked to himself and let out a small chuckle. This was it, he was going to be able to show the federation who he was. He was going to make sure they knew his name, even if he had to burn it into every corpse he left. He turned to the holographic clock hovering above the door. It read 20:15 hours. He needed to get a move on. Jarvis quickly changed into his uniform and ran a comb through his hair. He holstered the small revolver on his belt and threw a few essentials into his rucksack. As he grabbed at the various items he came across a small silver cross on a chain. He held it up to the light and contemplated it.

A lot of good it did you dad...

Jarvis packed the cross into his bag and headed out the door.

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"Alright, get the last few things loaded and then get ready to board!" the captain roared at his crew. "Get ready to get going!" The crew responded with a few unenthusiastic mutters and mumbles; a few others, glad to be off of Jupitris and into the action of the Mars front, shouted in glee. The crew loaded the last few crates of ammunition and supplies onto the Gunsleeper, and then began heading towards the crew section. The captain pulled into the ship and walked to the cockpit, sitting next to the primary pilot.

Evangeline barely registered the approach of Jarvis Lagan, and so she did not respond to his curt greeting. But she was at least relieved that he wasn't the talkative type, or so it appeared by his greeting. She would have preferred a quiet, uninterested person to an enthusiastic, inquisitive pilot. She slowly turned as the hangar doors began to slide shut with a mechanical whirring, and began walking further into the Gunsleeper, towards the passenger section. She reached it; it was completely empty. Evangeline and Jarvis Lagan would be the only people in the passenger section, so she expected the journey would be passed in silence. That suited her perfectly.

She slipped into one of the seats that allowed a view of what passed outside the Gunsleeper; at the moment, it showed only hangar A-23, but soon it would be a window to stars, comets, asteroids...things that had long fascinated Evangeline. Before she had been forced to pilot Zephranthys, she had always wanted to be an astrophysicist....she shook her head. Now was not the time to dwell on such things. She reached her hands up, and slowly removed the visored helmet. As she did so, an eerily beautiful face appeared; the only blemish was a small scar that ran down her left cheek. Her short black hair fell to her shoulders, and her black eyes gazed out as they prepared to launch from the hangar.

Time: 23:30 hours, Earth-time

"We will be arriving on Mars in one and a half hours," the captain's voice echoed through the ship over the comm system. They had slowed from the burst of speed that had brought them this close to Mars, and now Evangeline gazed out the window, watching the stars. For her, they were the most amazing wonder; space and its physics were the most fascinating thing anyone could think of. She remembered days in the station when she could sit out in the space observation section for hours, her eyes scanning the virtual pages of their extensive database. Those were days before she had been forced to pilot Zephranthys, before the war...

Up in the cockpit, the pilot noticed something showing up on the ship radars. He quickly brought it to the attention of the captain. "Could it be a Jupitris patrol?" the pilot suggested, examining the tiny, colourless blip on the radar. At that moment, it suddenly identified it: a Tomahawk-class light cruiser. A Federation ship.
"Shit..." the captain swore under his breath. "What the hell're the Feddies doing out this far?!" At that moment, the ship rocked slightly; one of the Tomahawk's three double-barreled beam cannons had blasted and glanced the side of the Gunsleeper. Five smaller blips appeared suddenly on the radar--the Tomahawk had deployed Mobile Frames.

"Attention, crew and pilots," the captain's voice, calm and collected, spoke through the comm system. "We are under attack by a Federation cruiser--Tomahawk-class. It has deployed five general purpose Mobile Frames. We are preparing the Frames in the hangar for deployment--they will hold off the enemy Frames while the Gunsleeper engages the enemy cruiser in combat." Evangeline looked away from the window, and slowly stood up, showing no surprise or excitement at this event. She slowly slid the helmet back onto her head, and began walking towards the hangar.