Princess Mononoke Fan Fiction ❯ Speed Prodigy ❯ Insight ( Chapter 2 )

Insight

 

The Motorway was always either filled with polluting combustion or abruptly blocked for some road works, that day wasn't that bad with the traffic moving along smoothly but there was specifically detected grey van driven calmly ahead of a few cars. The outside showed a false logo of a pizza slice, whilst inside was a different story.

Sono was driving at the front with the wheel, with Ashitaka at the back end fitting over a tight black T-shirt over his head, and in his surroundings were electro and digital gadget supplies accompanied with guns that can vary from a hand pistol to a single-shot silencer. The Major was just equipping himself with a strange peculiar device that Sono recognized when he looked behind with the mirror.

“Is that the new indiscernible hedonic camouflage device?”
“Yes, the electrical engineer specialists allowed me to borrow it.”
“How does it work?” Ashitaka pace fully strapped on his gadgets onto his biceps, thighs, and abdomen.

“Obviously this appliance can connect with my skin and turn my pigments transparent and also to whatever my skin touches. But it's not fully been developed yet; they're still having trouble with the durance of the apparatus once it becomes active. The locking mechanisms I'm attaching to my limbs and stomach send electrical impulses to my brain that set my muscles into matrix mode. There is only one side-effect; because the devices activates with receptors, it means that my sensory neurons with react faster with more concentration and thermal energy, leading from that, it will increase my senses through my Central Nerve System which will then lead me to have quicker reflexes.”
“So say if you wear that mechanism, you can attack anyone within like a nanosecond along with the benefit of being invisible to the naked eye?”
“Exactly.”

“That's so unfair, why do YOU get to have all the upgraded gadgets and all I get are a few measly gunfire arms?”
“Apparently you come into appliance with these devices with your promotions, but like I said before; I'm only borrowing this one.”
“Right…well what's our objective Major?”
“Find Uzami and put him under custody for an oral commission.”
“And where's our location?”
“Old Town, that's where they hold the black market.”

Sono then increased the acceleration speed slightly as he saw the posts hanging over the bars of traffic lights pointing the way of Old Town, where ahead were also towers, but not as interpretive or vivid like the ones in Neo-Tokyo, the walls were concrete cold and their cracks crawled through the glass windows, but it still seemed busy with life; this was where people who weren't as financially fortunate as Sono or Ashitaka, who had to cope and struggle most of their lives, yet they kept content and peaceful, maybe because they were grateful that they have life in the first place.

They reached the town, where the local markets are up for selling cheap jewelry and live eels, where the people's clothes couldn't match up to high-class society in the new city. Yet they still kept content and peaceful. Content and peaceful; the last place where the police force would find illegal advertisement and trades. But not Ashitaka.

They then walked into the dusted street with the stalls up in their place, where also they could fond a few amount of people wearing their traditional Japanese kimonos. They stood side by side for a moment and let their eyes take full observation.

“Let's split; find anything suspicious contact me through our cellular head pieces.”
“Right.” They both then place a small device into one of their ears and pressed a button which made it bleep for one second, until it became fully activated. “Let's go.”

They then walked into different directions as they searched for Uzami and his illegitimate demises. Sono walked amongst the crowd as his boot steps prowled the area. Ashitaka decided to take the quiet alley route where there is mostly young toddlers playing around with their footballs and their little toy soldiers, still quiet, lowly quiet. But then he looked up slowly and saw a person walking up his way.

The fatigue matched a woman's shape, her heavy-looking half-gothic boots with purple flames pounded against the floor as the dust rose in the air with every step, the thin leather material of her trousers stuck to her legs like rubber as they showed her thin yet muscled thighs, her dark violet sleeveless top risen a little from her belly button as he pelvic bone was showing slightly, but most of her top was hidden by a black leather jacket with a cotton hood covering her short hair and face, she kept her pale hands that were veiled with punk-style gloves within the pockets of her trousers; she was a punk rocker alright.

Ashitaka lowered his pace by only a nanosecond when he spotted the girl walking his way, as they intercepted, their eye contact refused to notice each other, yet they normally swayed their way passed further away from their length. The moment the secreted girl surpassed the Major, he stopped when she was a few footsteps away from him, and wondered at her peculiarly. He then bleeped the button of his head piece.

“Sono can you hear me? Sergeant?”

“What is it? Have you spotted him?”

 

“Could it be by any chance that Uzami is a woman?”

“Yamagada is a male name, why would a woman use it?”

“To cover her tracks or to fool us for misleading a man.”
“Hmm…that's true but—huh?” Sono then spotted someone quite peculiar within the crowd; there was a man in a red thick coat, wearing sunglasses and Nike trainers with dirt-smeared jeans and wooly gloves. Why the hell would he be wearing wooly gloves and a thick coat in the Sichigatsu, the month of July?
“Ashitaka, I think I found someone.”
“Uzami?”

“Hang on; I'm not quite…sure…” He stood on his spot whilst he saw the peculiar man trying to camouflage with the crowd, but his red coat was too bright to not bring attention to.

Sono saw him walking over to a lorry with an open barge, and out came another man in a dark long-coat with thick bug-eyed sunglasses too. They both stared at each other for moment, before an exchange of an object was made; a sort of…technological device, more like, a disk. And then Sono also spotted, were hand automatic rifles in the pocket of his inside coat.

“It's him. He's definitely Uzami.”
“Where is he? I'll come to you.”
“No hang on…he's making a move.” Sono took a few steps closer towards Uzami, closer and closer he tried to get whilst his right hand slowly slid down his thigh to grab hold of his handgun.

But he moved too soon. The man in the dark drapes sensed someone was here; he turned to his side as he saw Sono's deep purple eyes stare directly through his sunglasses. His gasped a little and struggled to pull out weaponry, before he then quickly loaded his handgun and aimed.

“It's a cop!” He shrieked, as then the one in red looked back at Sono; the bullets were let loose and speedily set fire to the air. The Sergeant rapidly knocked himself out of the way as well as part of the public, the one in the drapes hurried his feet back into the lorry and forcefully drove himself out of the market, but the man in red tried to run as far as he could; knocking citizens harshly out of his way and down the road. Sono struggled to get up and bleep his head piece.

“He's on the run! Down the 12th street! You can catch him at the pipe flooding perimeter!”

Ashitaka immediately switched his head piece off, and began to sprint, really hard with his pounding boot steps which made the punk girl look behind with a “Huh?” expression. His arms cut through the streamlined air like they were simple wheat and his fingers were knives, his athletic legs dragged his body forward in a strong, circular motion of dashing down the lane. He then spotted a building with layers of steel flooring on them along with ladders; it would be too slow for him to climb, so he thought of another choice, jump.

His incredibly physically powerful thighs helped him reached leap into the air and landed on one of the levels, and then another, and another, until he elegantly reached up onto the flat roof of the building, where there he stopped only for a brief moment. He took off his cobalt jacket revealing his tight black t-shirt with the indiscernible hedonic camouflage devices attached to his limbs and stomach, there was a switch on his left one that automatically initiates the beginning of the electrical impulses to his Central Nervous System. He quickly bleeped onto his head piece and strapped the thrust of the band tighter to his limbs.

“Sono, I'm going into the matrix mode. Be ready near the pipe flooding perimeter.”
“Right.” The Major rapidly turned off his piece again and began to run at his accelerated speed again, only because he mentioned that the side-effects would increase his reflex effectors, his running time amplified by 8m/s. When then, a small lighting glitch reflected on his body, which it then suddenly spread throughout his body life wildfire, as it overtook him, the skin and clothes he wore electrically turned transparent, but it won't be for long.

Sono was still trying to catch up with Uzami throughout the crowd, the people getting in the way wasn't much help for the Sergeant, yet his hurriedly yet kindly asked them to move out of the way so that he could cuff the goddamn internet hacker. Uzami couldn't fire anymore bullets only for the reason that he would be too easily noticed by other forces that might come into his way.

Most likely Sector 10 will collide in with members of Sector 7, Chisato, the head of Sector 10 always found it vexing how him and the Major always come to intersect when a serious incident happens, but now wasn't the time for conflict between the police force, the main target at that point was to capture and arrest Uzami, who could hold information about the Hustler.

As the two men continued to sprint down, the crowd slowly began to disperse and grew sparse in size, leaving nearly him and Uzami to combat face to face. Finally, a place where he could shoot; the man in red then shot a wide range of firearms of spearing bullets at Sono, but the Sergeant was too quick as he then hid behind a wall of an old tower. He loaded a pistol he drew and cocked the metallic barrel. With his individual skill in firearms, he cleverly managed to hit away the automatic rifle out of Uzami's hand with one bullet. The man was shrieking for a moment, but he drew out his last gun and shot close bullets at Sono, but the wall seemed to have a good bullet-proof barrier to protect his body. Damn, he should have brought some bullet-proof vests. Out of panic, Uzami began to run away into the empty horizon, Sono tried to get himself back out in the open, but he was too far away to fire at him; he sighed as he brought out exhilarating breathes.

Uzami continued to run and run, until he was like one and a half mile away from the Sergeant. He then slowly realized that he was on the edge of the pipe flooding perimeters; where the broken pipes somehow purified the water yet couldn't contain the spillage that was caused by holes. The water filled the whole landscape at about 4 cm's, where also in front was the edge of Neo-Tokyo. He sighed quite peacefully and stared at the white towers for a moment.

But then he heard a footstep splatter on the water's surface which made a rippling sound. He sharply turned around and fired his last bullets at the water, unsure of what that was; he just decided to shoot out of panic once more, until he was fully out. He stepped back a few times when then a cold wind brushed pass his ear.

“Out of ammo?” The Major's voice came out from the thin air, which made Uzami turn around and look up, but to then be tossed into the air and slammed ferociously down breaking the surface. He lay still for a moment with the liquid trickling over his body. The shadow of the Major was easily seen, but his body wasn't; only flitching effect of light flickered like interference, but gradually faded away.

Uzami brought himself back onto his feet again, yet he slowly drew out a dagger the size of two fingers. He tried to pierce the air as he slid across the water and swung his arms around a couple of times. Yet he slowly stopped yet again from the silence. Until, his wrist was harshly and piercingly gripped by an invisible hand and then twisted immensely to make him drop the knife. The man in red squealed in pain from the Chinese burn and crunching of his bones. But then, another flicker of light over found in front of him which then figured into a manly fatigue. Another “huh?” came out from the air, but was then brute fully silenced back the ferocious pounding of punches and uppercut, and ending with a kick, the man fell back down to the floor.

The flickers of light slowly faded away as well as its invisibility disappeared too. Major Ashitaka stared back down at the painfully hurt Uzami as he switched off the indiscernible hedonic camouflage devices. He didn't say a word, not even a twitch of an eye, and then Sono was spotted kneeling down as he held the man's gun in his hand.

“You caught him didn't you? Well the breach in the barrel really screwed up. That's what happens when you use HB bullets in an automatic rifle. Oh yeah.” Uzami weakly rose his top half up and grunted.

“It's no use arresting me! I'm not talking to you goddamn cops?!”
“Cops?” Sono's voice rose up a little, as he then rose up to his feet and turned a quite stern face at him. “We're more than cops; we're part of the federal CIA you dickhead!”

“Huh?” Uzami was still confused when then Ashitaka's voice intervened.

“Do you know who we are? We're specialized police forces that work within cyber and terrorist crime. We know you're involved with an eminent hacker called the Hustler.” Uzami gasped at that moment, as he tried to get up, but Ashitaka's foot stomped him back down onto his stomach, and brought out his cuffs as he clouted the man's wrist together. “Yamagada Uzami, you're under arrest for illegal internet hacking, and will be put under confinement.” He then rose back up when Sono gave him his blue jacket back when his put it back on.

“Hackers may be cunning through cyberspace, but their no good on the battlefield; he'll talk.”