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Okay so this is a sci-fi story I’m writing… for Corrupt-a-Wish. No seriously, I just felt like it. It’s pretty long so I’m putting it here instead of on there. The whole wish corrupting thing will show up towards the end.
I wish I could go to Jupiter and live in a large vespene gas mine, manned completely by robotics, and I am the engineer. The surface of Jupiter underneath the large gravitational field and lots of gaseous substance. And also I’m a half dragon half demigod with a massive magical drill that can pierce the heavens.
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Oh yeah, this is too damn hard so I’ve taken this part out
(Jupiter is:)Made completely of dense sweet cotton candy stuff which I could have after every meal
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LET’S DO THIS
**Prologue: Ocelot’s Parents**
The year is 2345, Commander Ocelot is in charge of the Kandrona-8 mining facility on Jupitar. Despite his relatively young age (21) Ocelot is the senior engineer in the mining of the Vespene Gas mining facility and is also the head of Juptier’s defence squadron. He is hardened and bitter, but has a friendly interior, wrapped with his cold and professional mannerisms.
Ocelot’s father, Dune, was the second successful patient in project “Demigod”. Project demigod was a secret project created by humanity to challenge any intergalactic threats. Project Demigod, led by leading scientist Irma Leclane, caused millions of lives to be wasted from failure. It was only after countless failures, that the experiment was a success. David Wregner, the first successful patient, went mad at the facility from the power he had discovered. Another space marine, known simply as Dune, was the second and last person to take part in Project Demigod. After much intensity Dune assassinated Wregner, before disappearing without a trace.
A Drakion, better known as a Dragon, emerged twelve years later. Claiming to be bearing Dune’s half child, much controversy was spurred among the people of Earth. Earth was constantly at war with the Drakion’s heralding from Starcross, or GJ 667Cc as it is called by humans. It was eventually the existence of the child that brought peace to the warring factions, named after his mother’s favourite star, Ocelot was born.
His mother Drakion miraculously survived the childbirth, but was unfortunately assassinated not long after Ocelot’s birth and naming, due to a purist who believed that humans were superior to all races. Fortunately the child was spared by human doctor Zachary Isaac. Dr. Isaac adopted Ocelot, and with his wife Meryl, raised the child as his own.
**Prologue: Rise To Space-Marines**
Ocelot was eight years old when he first heard about the Space Marines. His adoptive mother, Meryl, was talking to Dr. Isaac about what what would become of their immensely powerful child, who would undoubtedly become used as a weapon. His mother had listed many horrible things that he had heard a thousand times over, like becoming a thug or a space pirate. Yet when Meryl said that he might be used as a Space Marine, Ocelot’s ears pricked up. An idea of the man he wanted to be was forming in his young mine.
The year is 2338, Ocelot is now 14 years old. Brash and overconfident, his reputation and power were inflating his ego. Sergeant Varius Root visits his school, in order to recruit potential soldiers for the inevitable wars that were to come upon exploration throughout the galaxies. Root took 9 eighteen year old boys with him, neglecting to take Ocelot because “He was too young,”. Ocelot mopped the floor with all of them. And the commander. And the Station officer. And his Math’s teacher.
At sixteen years old, Ocelot Isaacs become the first of his age to join the military. Some called him a prodigy, others called him a saviour, still others called him a disaster waiting to happen. Over the years Ocelot had developed a mixture of Drakion abilities and augemented natural abilities from The Demigod Project. While he lacked a Drakion, fire breath he did obtain their resistance to fire, and tough exterior, granting him scaly and hardened skin. He also gained great strength and speed were far beyond that of a normal human being.
For his 19th birthday, Ocelot received a hand-held flamethrower, dubbed “The Prometheus,” from his father. The weapon came just in time too, as it provided a valuable too in the dangers that Ocelot was to soon face, in his latest assignment: Overlooking the development of the Vespene Gas Mines on Jupitar. Little did Ocelot know, the development of Kandrona-8 would change his life.
It was 2442, Ocelot was on his way to Kandrona-8, where the mining of Vesper Gas would begin. Personally, Ocelot was disdainful for the use of the gas, mainly because it was not renewable, when they had already mastered nuclear fusion. But Vesper had it’s strong points, it could be burned for energy on the fly, much more useful for deep-space missions.
Alone on his ship, Ocelot paced the battlements, unknowing of what to expect. Prometheus was tightly wrapped around his arms, with a small Vesper Gas valve around his belt for fuel to burn. Ocelot, stood and gathered a nice, long, view of Jupitar. Here he’d be staying within the large gravitational field, in order to efficiently mine for the substances.
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Three weeks after touching down and settling into Kandrona-8, Ocelot stood guard outside the city. Today he knew that Ms. Sarah Leclane would be coming to deliver the robots to main the planet’s vesper gas. As he was impatiently awaiting her arrival, he heard a loud explosion. He peered into the sky to see a falling spaceship.
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Sarah cursed at the world. She cursed at her ship, for having such poor shields. She cursed at the space pirates who shot her down. But mostly she cursed at herself for being careless enough to not be on the look out.
Here she was, ready to start her new life, as the head business manager and engineer of the Kandrona-8 Mining Sector, when she suddenly got shot. Her carelessness had got the better of her, and now she was going to pay for her.
She slumped back in her chair, holding the nearest droid: Atlas. Death, as she imagined, would be just around the corner. She expected an explosion, she expected her death. What she did not expect was her entire ship to be caught.
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Ocelot effortlessly put down the ship. He’d love to bask in the glory of saving Dr. Irma’s daughter, but thought would have to wait, The space pirates had already let off the horrible monster they kept in the dens of their ship, Tesseract was a Galatrode – Better known as a Phoenix to humans. Galatrodes were generally peaceful creatures, but much like dogs, they could be trained to be murderous.
Ocelot kited the beast as it continually dived towards him. He knew that Prometheus would be useless in this fight, due to the creature’s already flaming exoskeleton. Decided to take a risk, Ocelot jumped out, and literally punched the Galatrode in the face.
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Sarah Leclane, knew that Ocelot could resist fire. She also knew that he was damn strong. She just didn’t know how strong he was, nor how well he could resist fire. Now she knew. Sarah watched as Ocelot effortlessly crushed the Galatrode and through the beast back into the spaceship it came from, sending them both tumbling to the ground. Ocelot was strong, she’d give him that. But he was arrogant and naive too.
“An oversized child,” she thought to herself.
Ocelot walked towards Sarah and plucked Atlas from her hands.
“Hey blondie,” he said, confidence infused within his voice “Let me show you the Vesper Mines,”.
Sarah sighed as Ocelot walked away from her, robots held high above his head. This was going to be a very long, six years with him.
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Comments can go under here. The actual story will start… eventually… I must felt like writing something REALLY long.