Yosai Fortress NCRP

Non Canon Section of Yosai.

An Alternate Awakening
Drake begins to hear the sound of footsteps approaching the test tube.

''He faintly opens his eyes, his right eye white and his left eye black, both have red rune circles and glyphs on them, his body in ruins as there is burns and scars from the previous battle all over him. On both his arms, an intricate display of runes go from his shoulders to his wrists, on his palms are two rune circles. His eyes and runes glow dimly as he hazily looks into the distance, noticing a figure...''

A solitary woman dressed in white with black details decorating her fair dress is walking up to his tank.

After a moment, Drake's head is fixtated on her, but it moves slowly due to the state he's in, unable to really do anything and still recovering from the attack.

She looks up at him quietly, then turns to a console and begins typing.

As she types, Drake closes his eyes and exhales, as the bubbles float to the top Drake tenses up completely in pain, an audible grunt can be heard but it's muffled.

Suddenly the liquid drains and the glass begins to open, as she looks back at him he notices her dress is a lot more tattered than he thought, she seems to be missing an arm.

''Drake staggers and falls out, landing on his knees he gasps for air then slowly stands up. He looks at White with a... Mixed expression, he doesn't bother speaking, instead just looking away mainly from the missing arm.''

"Welcome back to the world of the living." She turns away from him.

"What..." ''Drake says his voice raspy but the irritated tone can easily be detected. ''"Don't you turn away from me... What happened..."

"Yosai is beaten, Phoenix shattered, and I and the survivors just remain."

"...How long was I out for... The last time I was here..." ''Drake growls lightly and looks at his battered body. ''"Those fucking Gods..." ''He then looks back at White, his expression remaining stern. ''"And these survivors?"

"The last of my creations not killed." Drake notices there is an incredibly damp, heavy feel to the area.

''He takes a look around and feels slightly claustrophobic. ''"So this really did go to ruins... But you didn't answer my question; how long was I out for?"

'Roughly a year. It's been a long time."

''Drake goes quiet for a moment before he starts to walk up to White, but still limping due to the pain. ''"...Let's just get to the surface, I'm not liking it down here."

She quietly turns and places her hand on his shoulder, and a wave of soft light washes over him, cleansing his wounds.

"...Thanks..." ''He says rather reluctantly, although slightly surprised of her action, he slowly stretches, tensing up his muscles then relaxing. ''"I guess you lead the way."

She begins to walk off down the tunnel leading into the room.

''Drake follows suit, taking one last look at the tube he stayed resting in for almost an entire year, he feels uneasy about the situation. ''"Catching up on everything is going to be a pain..." He mumbles to himself before looking back at White.

She continues on, the air heavier and wetter as she walks deeper.

"So... What made you decide to wake me up instead of leaving me for dead?" Drake curiously asks, eventually walking beside her.

"Would you rather have died?" She asks, no change in her face.

"I wouldn't have been the one making that choice... But personally, I wouldn't rather have died." ''He glances at White. ''"So, still an emotionless queen without her crown, men... And apparently fortress."

"Presumptuous at best on two fronts, that I am emotionless, and that you know enough about me to make such statements."

"So you're going to tell me that you have emotions? ...Right." ''Another moment passes when Drake speaks up. ''"...So why was I kept in stasis for so long? And a straight answer would be nice."

"One doesn't think about such things when they're at war."

"Implying you're still at war... You lost, nothing you can do now." He casually says.

"I meant it wasn't on my mind while the fighting was going on. A boy in a tank is irrelevant compared to state of affairs."

"...Fair enough, so considering everything now... What are you going to do?"

"Live alone, that is all I really do." As they walk, he notices several of the corridors they pass are flooding, and kind of fast.

''Drake paces himself faster and eventually grabs White's wrist. ''"Come on, you're being slow, just tell me where to go so we don't drown."

About this time, several colossal sounds rip into the quiet of the area, akin to the metallic roars of a beast, as the section of the labs behind them suddenly buckles and collapses on itself, a huge wall of water roars into the opening after them.

"Oh for fucks sake..." ''Drake throws White onto his back as his wings stretch out, he makes a running start then begins to fly as far away from the floods as possible, navigating around to find a way out. ''"A little help?!"

"Tunnels drive down deeper further south, travel upward toward north. Center of north complex is the nearest elevator out."

"Basically go North and find the elevator, got it!" Drake flaps his wings once more and speeds away, going as far North as he possibly can, after a while, Drake eventually finds the elevator and takes a sigh of relief.

She removes herself from his back, as soon as her feet touch the floor, it shoots up a massive vertical shaft, as they go up it though, Drake hears the entire underwater facility roaring as countless simultaneous failures report their arrival in a cataclysmic fashion, the shaft itself cracks, buckles, and shifts as the entire facility begins to collapse from structural failure.

They had just barely avoided being crushed under the sea.

''Drake falls back onto his ass and just relaxes for a moment. ''"Ok... Ok... That's one way for me to make sure I'm fully awake, that was too close..." ''He looks down at the sea then looks back at White. ''"Guess I have to thank you for waking me, guess you're not as cold hearted as they made you out to be."

They smash into the water above as it begins to pour in as the facility fails, and the elevator smashes through it, a bubble of air blocks it from crashing into the pair, and it surges forth up toward sunlight. Meanwhile, Drake can see the entire facility below collapsing into the abyss below.

''He watches in pure astonishment. ''"Holy shit... I mean, I know that I would be pissed to see all that go if I was in your shoes... But just holy shit... Was there anyone or anything else down there?"

"If there was, then know that I probably elected to spare you instead of few remaining. Besides, the few mistakes of mine still left alive, the better off the world is. Pissed... vulgar, and incorrect. It's... liberating. To know the last remnant of your sins finally is destroyed."

"Huh... I thought you would have been much more... Sadistic, cynical... Evil... But I guess whatever the hell happened up there changed you a lot." ''Drake sounds surprised but ultimately glad that he doesn't have to deal with a sinister White. ''"So do you plan to stay on this fortress for however long?"

White silently turns to face Drake. "Until I wither away into dust." The platform explodes out of the water, and Drake beholds a sight that confounds him. A vast, black and jagged large island sits on the water, and strewn throughout this huge island is the shattered remnants of a huge fortress, one that Drake had once fought in prior to his coma... ...Now only fractured sectors of the fortress remains, with big and small segments scattered across the huge isle, with a lone, shattered solitary tower standing lonely amidst the black, all of the pieces of the fortress seem to have been thrown back to the edges of the island, with a vast black plain separating them from the center tower.

"We must depart, the platform has lost all of its power, and will never rise again." She jumps off, and lands in the center plain.

''He flies up and lands on the plain next to White, he takes a look around and feels even more uneasy now that he sees the ruins of the once proud fortress. Drake's expression has a hint of pity as he looks at White, he then sighs as he places his hands into his pockets. ''"So... This is what Yosai has been reduced to..."

"There is not a place you can look here where you cannot see the end result of the scale of my last stand and failure. Or success, I suppose."

"What do you mean success... Can you call this a success?"

White doesn't look back to him. "Motivations of those around you are not as clear when you view them as your enemy, are they?"

"I suppose not, but look at this, White... This isn't what I would call a success." ''Drake says rather brashly. ''

"True... the scene does miss something. Me being dead. That would be a true successful conclusion to this tale, wouldn't it? ...In either case, you're free to do as you wish." She walks toward the tower.

''Drake just stands there. ''"...Well that was rather sudden..." He begins to fly around the plains to get an understanding on where he is.

There are eight main sectors split off from the center, with many dozens of small fragmented areas littering the area inbetween them and the tower. There is no sight of land in any direction in the horizon.

''A moment or two passes as Drake flies to one of the sectors. ''"So... I was out for a year, Yosai and Phoenix has shattered, White is suicidal, and I have no idea with what's going on outside of this... Island... This is going to take a while to get used to."

Drake can hear faint speaking in an unrecognizable language, albeit sounding solemn and bored. An occasionally scape of metal is heard as well, growing louder and louder along with the speaking.

"Hmm... Well this'll be interesting..." ''He lands down not to far from the source of the sound, leaning against rubble he looks towards the figure. ''"I know it isn't my native language either, but speaking in English would be nice."

"English is a really counter intuitive language, so I'd rather not.' The figure moves in sight and is wearing rather jagged and darkened armor, clearly weathered. He takes his helmet off, and purple hair can be seen as its removed. "Schön, dass Sie zu treffen...Ich denke."

"Right... I'm Drake Ryunexo AKA the person who was in a coma underneath Yosai for around a year, assuming you have a name too?" ''Drake says as he looks at the purple hair quite... Curiously. ''"...Not what I would have chosen but hey, to each their own."

"I think I've heard talk of you occasionally, never really took the time to investigate. And I didnt choose the color, its like that naturally. I personally wouldn't have chosen those eyes of yours but like you said, to each their own." He puts his hand to the handle of his holstered sword. "Vzark Ryddias, Vladen Fleischer, Eta of Fear, whichever works for you."

"Vzark it is. So I'm guessing you're one of the creations White mentioned to me before... Actually there's a lot you could fill me in on, like what the fuck exactly happened here?"