Chapter 14: Heavy Metal VS Rock

Chapter 14: Heavy Metal VS Rock

In the vastness of space, near the edge of our heros solar system, a pair of mobile suits were advancing, pushed forward by mighty jets.

They were the vanguard of their peoples advance, the brave champions who explored the unknown deep and defeated dangers before they could threaten their push forward.

The two giant mechs were rather different in construction. One was a scrappier unit, small and worn, repurposed out of a mining suit. Its grey exterior bore the scrapes of many a brawl, but despite its humble make, it still braved on, driven by a veteran mechanic.

The other was quite the contrast. Gleaming, metallic chrome, a larger frame, and high-tech construction formed from the best of their scientists efforts. The driver was the young hotshot of the space force, a fresh face compared to the grizzled veteran piloting the other. A mismatched pair they may have been, but their bond was unbreakable.

// HMS-112, please report in. Over.

Roger that, red base, this is HMS-112. Nothing strange detected so far. Over.

// Roger. Any sign of the destroyed scouting unit? Over.

Roger. Nope, no sign of it yet. Over.

// Roger. Be on the lookout, our sensors are still detecting the gravity anomaly in the system. Over.

The message cut off with the buzz of static, and the veteran pilot sighed. He leaned towards his microphone, broadcasting his voice to the other mech. Buddy, you seeing anything yet? Your eyes are sharper than mine.

Nonothing yet. Stay focused, came the answer.

The veteran snorted, relaxing in his seat. It was an important task, but he did not think anyone could stay one hundred percent focused all the time. Even if their task was the most important one in the world.

Their home lay a broken heap, shattered by war, and now only three great colony ships remained of their people. And defending one of the three was up to the two of them. Still, he needed to calm his partner. Nerves would be the death of them.

Heyrelax for a moment there. There havent been any nuclear-class energy signatures in this solar system yet. Well be fine.

There was a moment of silence, and then the communicator crackled again. Im justworried. The main ship is trailing too close to us. It should have stayed further back. Something isn't right about this place. Like an itch.

Internally, the veteran agreed, but calming his partner was priority number one, so he spoke in a relaxed tone. Dont worry, they have sensors to detect any possible hostile ships. And think of the probabilities. What are the chances that something would really be out here, in the middle of this solar system? Life is rare enough.

Suddenly, a sensor started blaring, and a red light filled the cockpit.

// SENSOR ALERT. OBJECT APPROACHING AT RAPID SPEED.

The veteran instantly kicked his legs into pedals, activating the thrusters, and pulled his joystick back, rotating the suit around 90 degrees, then thrusting upjust as an asteroid streaked below it.

Kinetic bombardment! he shouted, pressing every single button in his cockpit because the people who designed their control scheme had no mercy.

More asteroids were coming now, and he saw that his partner had activated the [High Tech Convenient Lazer Sword] of his suit, and was slicing the meteorites into bits and pieces, dancing a rhythm of destruction among them all.

The veterans worn fingers finally prevailed, and he managed to type in the launch sequence. Activating [100 Homing Photon Missiles]!

Streaks of light started to spread out from his photon-volt pack, homing in on the countless meteors streaking around him. Then things went wrong.

// GRAVITY ANOMALY DETECTED

The veterans eyes widened as the missiles suddenly began veering off course, crashing into each other, almost as if they had all suddenly fallen into a deep bit together.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Heyare you seeing this? Im not getting any energy signatures! he shouted, putting his thrusters at 100% capacity to escape the field. We need a visual!

I have one, came the curt reply, cracking with static. A marker appeared on the veterans HUD, right between the fuel level indicator and the idle-clicker game he always kept at the edge of the screen.

Thats no enemy ship the veteran said, eyes widening. Because what he saw was not an enemy ship, looming above them, ready for battle. Nowhat he saw were rings. Three rings of rocks, all rotating around one central figure. thats a rock.

It was stationary, flinging rocks at them, almost as if it was observing. Testing.

Ill take care of it! The veteran said, opening a hatch under his desk, revealing even more buttons, and starting to press all of them sequentially. Activating [Homing Lazer]!

Ill cover you, came his partners calm reply.

Reassured, the veteran pilot kept pressing the buttons with his left hand, while using his right to reach out for the USB-mouse stowed under his chair, which he then attached to his main control panel. It took him three tries to get it in the slot, but once he did soa targeting reticle appeared right above his eyes.

Carefully, he moved the mouse, hands shaking from nerves, and right clicked on the rocks position. A menu opened.

// Lock in lasers? Y/N

His partner had realized that just cutting the meteors into smaller pieces of shrapnel wasnt actually helping much, and moved up to shield him with the [Indestructible Particle Shield].

The veterans hand stopped shaking, reassured by his partners presence, and he clicked the left mouse button.

// Launching [Homing Lazers]

A single beam of light shot forward from his reactor core, moving much slower than the speed of light but still pretty fast, and split apart into hundreds of beams, which all began bouncing towards the central rock.

Ive got it!

The rock moved its rings to block off the beams, but the beams dodged behind it, striking at its rear. The veteran cheered.

Ive got a hit!

// ANOMALY DETECTED. TARGET IS VIOLATING THE RULES OF THERMODYNAMICS.

The veterans eyes widened as he tried to read the message which had appeared way too close to his face, and they widened even more when he parsed the meaning.

What? How can it

He clicked the little x at the top-left of the message with his USB-mouse, making it disappear, then looked at the scene. The rock was still thereabsolutely fine. And moving.

// TARGET HEATED UP BY 150K

He clicked the new pop up away too, cursing. This doesnt make any sense! How can it do that? That's not how any of this works!

Doesnt matter. Just need to deal. Im going in, came the younger pilot's reply.

The veteran pushed his thrusters further, reaching 200% power utilization, and rushed to back up his buddy who was rushing into battle. Because the rock had also started rushing at them.

Its accelerating! The veteran shouted, pushing his thrusters to 300% power utilization.

His partner bobbed and weaved, then drew out a second [Lazer Sword], and reached the rock. Ive got it! The giant robot slashed down, red and blue swords lights reflecting against its chrome finish, just about to hit the rock.

20 000 / 5000 xp

Discarding overflow xp

You have reached level 11!

Stats up!

Mass (m): 133 653.3kg -> 1 069 226.4kg

Diameter (d): 4.61m -> 9.23m

HP: 89 -> 144

New Title Granted!

Galactic Defender

Receive information about tier threats to your home, and gain bonus experience for defending the world from them!

Galactic Defender Alert!

Class 10 [Doomsday meteor] will hit [Planet Dirt] in 230 years!

Stop it to gain bonus experience!

And so, the rock finally learned its home's name, but what was this? The rock focused on its [Kin of Stone], sensing a new presence being added to the map, much further away than any of the others.

Much larger than our rock.

But the rock it felt offended. Some other rock was going to go to its home before it?

Unacceptable.

It began accelerating towards the new signal.

Quest:

Current Altitude: 187 300 122 111m

Full Status:

[Unnamed]

Title(s): Line-Ender, Patient Ambusher, Bane of Demons, Grandmaster of Closed Door Cultivation, Galactic Defender

HP: 144/144

Mana: 0/0

Level: 11

Experience: 0/20000

Class: Meteorite

Sub-class: Cultivator 8

Race: Gneiss Stone

Gold: 100%

STATS

Diameter (d): 9.23m

Mass (m): 1 069 226kg

Energy Level (E): 10 000 MW

Core Temp (T): 4000K

Domain size (d) = 10.0km

ABILITIES

Collide

Steer

Energy Shift

Pivot Point

Pivot Point: Orbital Slingshot

Just a Rock

Meditate

Diamond Skin

Stolen Cultivation

Meteor Shower

Kin of Stone

Gravity Launche