Yukiko Takayama's Story

The dark alien fleet had made no attempts to bypass any security measures upon its arrival. The ships were in a defensive formation, but they were in plain sight. The Asphodelian fleet seemed rather massive to some of the spectators, as their battle destroyers would've been mistaken for much larger carriers to those with smaller ships. The Asphodelians had brought their royal guard with them, but although 25 ships seemed a bit excessive, it was a small fleet by Asphodelian standards. Nevertheless, when they warped through space using a unique form of dark energy called omnite, the Asphodelians weren't trying to be stealthy.

They wanted to be seen...

As the miniature bugbots scanned the perimeter around the Asphodelian fleet, they acquired information about the space, gravity, temperature, radiation, dark energies and other details which were forwarded directly to Obake's computer. The entire system was hybridized, composed of utonium alloys and other foreign elements unlike anyone had ever seen before. Powered by etherine, a new type of energy Obake learned to harness using pyramite crystals found in the Bluestar Galaxy, the tiny winged drones were not susceptible to most hacker tactics like EMP's or viruses, nor did the manipulation of time and space have any effect on them as Obake's bugbots recorded different signatures, frequencies and wavelengths and sent them to Obake.

The masked human in the dark hybridized spacesuit would hit a glowing transparent green button on his 3D holographic screen, causing the bugbots to disperse in several directions throughout Intergalactic Space, particularly upon the surface of the planet in dark swarms, appearing much like an approaching rainstorm from the witnesses below. It was unclear what their intentions were, as the Asphodelian fleet remained perfectly stationary. Obake turned and walked through the pressurized gates from the command deck into the hall of the main deck before going through another gate into the flight deck or bay hanger. His bugbots continued to form dark clouds over the Gala and all the guests, thousands of robotic locusts and flies all demonstrating a hive-like mentality or artificial autonomous control system. They were collecting data about every minute detail they could find, sending the intel directly to Obake's spacejet.

Still a mile above the planet's surface, the bugbots appeared to just linger around without descending any further. From out of the mist of their dark cloud, a triangular black spacecraft could be seen hovering without a sound. Obake hit a few buttons on his his control panel, grabbed the joystick and opened the hatch. His personal spacejet dropped out of Soulburst into freespace, and soon Obake was on his way to the surface. As the black triangular craft descended ahead of the bugbots, it appeared to hover down slowly to the ground. Obake was controling the ship's movement with the screen in his cockpit. His other hand was controlling the joystick in front of him. The small triangular black craft landed smoothly and vertically on the planet's surface and remained completely motionless.

Meanwhile, another small craft appeared to reveal itself from out of the mist of u-flies as it hovered slowly down towards the triple A corporate building. The pilot of this spacejet was none other than Majister Obake himself, a renouned ambassador and royal adviser of not just one or two, but three very different opposing galaxies. All the data from his bugbots were uploaded directly on to his screen. He was entering a "no danger zone" into the vast greenless jungle of cityscape architecture towards a giant floating skyscraper that appeared to be at least 100 storeys tall, if not taller. The data on his pilot screen confirmed this.

The planet's atmosphere was determined to be "unstable," but this was not a system error. Obake was using a hybridized program, and the Asphodelian ruler he came to represent was from a distant chaotic universe where things were very different, sometimes even the opposite of what most lifeforms were accustomed to. Obake's ship scanners picked up everything on the roof of the skyscraper. His ship scanners were even more thorough than his u-flies, picking up details about the lifeforms inside the building, leaving almost nothing to secret. Powered by etherine, his ship's scanners detected that there was no force inside the entire building that could block his system. Radiation levels were detected and found to be safe. Electromagnetic systems were detected and mapped out. Obake's system was equiped with a female human A.I. voice to interact with him on his voyages so he wouldn't feel so lonely in outer space. "Shall I shut down all the computers for you, master?" She asked him seductively. "Not right now Star, we don't want our friends fighting over how sexy you are," Obake replied cunningly as he pressed a few buttons on his mini-screen. Star continued to scan the MarsCorp building.

It wasn't very difficult at all. Obake's moniter showed several guests both inside and outside the building. He was picking up bloodtypes, heat signatures, heart rates, blood pressures, auras and brainwaves. Star detected a businessman wearing a wolf-mask, a shapeshifter wearing a star-mask, an armed guard wearing a helmet, another man in a striped green-mask, an augmented A.I. shapeshifter wearing a blue-mask, a man in a gold-mask, a cybernized woman accompied by armed guards who appeared to be maskless due to her painted features, a peculiar android with connections to other armed agents, a half-elf demigod wearing a druidic wood-mask, a satori with telepathic abilities, another woman wearing a gold-mask accomplied by armed shapeshifters, a man wearing a skull-mask, and several other races and species all wearing different colored elaborately decorated masks for the purposes of an important political party.

"There's someone attempting to scan me, master," Obake's spacejet would inform him of Verror's intentions. "Relax," was Obake's response. "It's a security guard, he's probably just trying to get a sneak peak," he continued. "Shall I undress for you, master?" Obake's ship was implying that she lower her special shield, allowing the inside of his ship to be scanned. "No not yet sweetheart, not yet" Obake said as he landed his spacejet vertically in the designated landing area.

Just then, the mood changed as a darker more sinister voice came through Obake's communications system. "Skhala go vitzklok," was the Asphodelian's message. In essence, it was a message informing Obake that a mysteriously large mass had just appeared in the outer sector. Obake hit a few buttons on his screen to get a better picture through Prince Sin's eyes. What he saw through his eye-mod was Prince Sin's arm-module, which projected a 3D holographic model image of the entire universe in which they were located. As the Asphodelian leader rotated the image, he zoomed in on one particular sector with a strange mass effect positioned in a rather suspicious formation. "Kakkat ishk trulv olka," was Obake's response to the visual message before switching back to his normal view of the landing area in front of him.

Just as expected, Star was still running scans, picking up sound frequencies and mineral compositions. Obake wasn't too worried. He knew that Prince Sin's fleet was capable of handling almost anything by itself, and he trusted the R.R.T. to rescue him from danger if need-be. Wasting little time, Obake continued on with his mission, continuing to watch the rooftop from the safety of his cockpit. All of his defenses were up, but none of his weapons were active as Obake opened up a single radio frequency and waited patiently for the landing party and security personnel to communicate.