Chapter 2

"Are we there yet?"

"No Michael we are not there, You should know that, You're after all the one who found and input to Sheila the coordinates." I say while eating a vine, it's been three days since the crash.

Sheila "We are a few hours away to our destination."

We found the coordinates to the place where the ship was supposed to go, Which helped us since Sheila has an offline map downloaded inside her storage, That storage though is fucking spacious 100 Petabytes that's a lot GB like 1024^3 GB's, Shit imagine all that porn you can store in there.

I also tested my fighting arts, I can chop a tree cleanly, I can also redirect momentum and force or store it for use, Again redirect my own attack midway without losing momentum, Vibration I can vibrate my body or a part of it and even things I throw or bullets shot from a gun I also uhh masturbated with a vibrating hand it ended in bliss, My nails turned black which can also extend up to 3 inches they can slice through even the ships exterior, I also have an extendable 10 inch blade like something on my elbow looks to be the same material as my nails, one inch attacks I can attack with my full power as long as there is even an inch, Redirect my own attack's or body's momentum/force to empower another attack or a projectile, Imagine me punching/striking with my two arms at an enemy when I decided I want to obliterate his balls not just kick his ass so I Redirect momentum from running, my two punches, and force I absorbed from the enemy's previous armor empowered punches and kicks to my knee that's an inch away from his balls.(A.N: Goodbye imaginary enemy's balls)

By accident Michael fired the god damned tank's cannon at me when I asked for help to find more vines, I lived through absorbing and storing its momentum of course not all momentum was absorbed I had to redirect the shell away from fear of it exploding which it did upon contact of a poor hard wood, Accidents here and there were the norm the past few days, Apparently Michael has this clumsy tendency of harming those that he wants to help.

I also can now lift a boulder half Sheila's size, Run very fast or in Michael's words "About to break the sound hymen." It made me speechless.

I also found out From Sheila what sort place we are heading to, Apparently some war torn battlefield called blood gulch a name that again sounds familiar to me.

"Hey Arts can you tell me about yourself?" Michael asks from the tanks seat.

"I have nothing to tell you Mic other than the fact that I have amnesia, The oldest memory I can remember is three weeks ago" I answer sitting atop Sheila's head.

Michael has taken to calling me Art or Arts since the cannon accident saying that the way I redirected the shell was in a way like a beautiful art especially the way the shell  curved after redirection, I would have denied that name if I had thought of a name but eh beggars can't be choosers.

*BANG* I see a bullet heading to my head, I tilt my head just enough for the bullet to pass.

Michael "Who's there!?"

*bang* *bang* *bang* The enemy seeing me still alive fires nine more times.

My right hand moved as fluid as water snatching the bullets midair, Then an idea popped into my head, I pocket 8 bullets while I put a bullet on my left palm facing the direction of the enemy then I flicked it with the momentum of 10 of my kicks then transfer all that momentum to the bullet *boom* "Arrhhgg" A male voice screams in pain, *boom* I flicked a bullet again to where I sense the enemy move to.

Nothing no sound came out but I'm sure I hit him.

I jump then use 10 kicks worth of power to drop myself upon the enemy like a human sized bullet.

*BOOOM* I climb out of the small crater I created.

(AN: Momentum and force thing will be called power)

I sensed the enemy dodge at the last second rolling away then sent flying from the impact.

I reach my hand out and hold the throat of the invisible enemy.

"You know it's rude to try killing someone you've just met." The response I got were ineffective punches and kicks as though the person in front of me is not choking.

A few minutes later and the person in my hand stopped moving.

Michael "Is he dead?"

Me "Let's wait a few minutes to make sure."

I tighten my hold and wait a few more minutes.

"You know what? I'll just crush his throat to make sure." But before I could do that *bang* "Hey fuck face let her go!" Her? *bang *bang* 9 more shots were fired all missing completely.

A cobalt figure keeps firing with a sniper and completely missing along .

"Here" I throw the body at him, to my surprise he? Is still alive firing at me with astonishing precision midair, Which I respond by snatching the bullets and pocketing them.

"Who are you people?"

"We are the teammate of that guy you are holding hostage."

"Who?" Okay what? The hell are they spouting?

"That blue guy confined inside that tank." The Cobalt one points at Michael who answers confused "Who? what blue guy? There's no blue guy here, There only Sheila, Arts and me, Sheila's a lady and Arts is…. Black? Wait…. I'm blue… Are you guys here to give me a surprise party?"

Cobalt guy "What? No! We are here to rescue you!"

"why would you guys rescue me?"

Me "Okaay… So this is all just a misunderstanding though why go straight to killing me"

The invisible one turned visible he I mean she is also wearing black armor though with more curves as in hella **THICC** Curvier.

"Those bullets were meant to incapacitate you, Your armor would have protected you, Only knocking you unconscious." A male spoke that glitch into a female one.

"Wait my armor can do that?" I turn and ask Michael who finally found the button to open the tanks door.

"All standard military armors can do that Arts, Since the reports of accidental team killing (press Control f + u to report team killing) has increased these past few decades." Huh friendly fire who would have thought it would improve the military's armor standards.

"How do you know all this protocols and stuff?"

"Eh my sisters always repeat these things to me every day I only remember a few and the accidental team killing thing is because my family always reminds how to report team killing accidents."

"..." I deadpan somehow that explains all those near death accidents these past few days.

" Hey you guys can have your blue guy, I don't want to die from friendly fire after all."

Them "...."

Cobalt guy "You know what? We don't want him anymore."

 Black girl" No we will take him." "What? " 'elbows' "ooowww!"

"Well there you go Michael you've got teammates, at least one of them doesn't abandon teammates."

"What about you? Where will you go?"

"Dunno get off planet I guess find work all that boring stuff." Y'know typically someone of my power would have been out there making females wet with just a glance and fucking a million more everyday, then face slapping a billion more young masters which lead to clan annihilations while somehow remaining unheard and unknown which lead to underestimation, but nah that stuffs too much a hassle.

Cobalt guy "How would you do that? There's no nearby hanger here and we can't call HQ command just Vick who is stuck somewhere cause the signal tower was thoroughly destroyed by something or something, and the only Civilization here is the red and blue's bases.

  FLASHBACK

*BOOM* "Michael stop that, You might destroy something, Wait did you just fire one of those nuclear shells?"

                                               FLASHBACK END

Me "OH." Looking at Michael with a deadpan.

Michael "I'm sure we did not do it, We've been travelling for days coming towards blue base."

Cobalt "You could stay at the base for the moment that is if you want to, considering we just to attacked you, Y'know holding a grudge."

"Is that okay? I did injure your teammate there, And attempted to kill her."

Black "I'm fine I've got a healing unit such injuries are minor."

Me "Are you sure? After all I did choke you quite tightly."

Black "I'm fine ya shit." *bang* bullet snatched and pocketed.

Me "Whoa okay I'll stop asking." Arms raised in surrender.

Cobalt "So can we now introduce ourselves ? it's kind of awkward calling you two black guy and rookie in my head"

"Funny you say that, considering I'm calling you two cobalt guy and black girl in mine."

"Let me start I'm called Arts or Art no last and middle names."

Cobalt "Leonard L. Church and there is an aqua guy at the base currently guarding named Lavernius Tucker."

"I'm Michael J. Caboose." Who name themselves Caboose?

Black girl "Tex short for Texas." Is that some sort of codename? Preferring ones codename instead of the real one?

"Now that introductions over why did you guys think that I'm holding Caboose here hostage." I changed my address from Michael to Caboose cause I feel more comfortable with Caboose.

"well Vick the local command called us saying that the ship our new recruit and new tank was on was attacked from the inside systems shot and crashed then damaged even more by some monster with extremely sharp claw, Then when Tex here saw Caboose searching for a way out of the tank we assumed you imprisoned him." Well then looks I and Caboose contributed to this misunderstanding galore.

"Oh how did this Vick guy know all that happened to the ship?"

Church "A auto piloted ship sends an emergency report to all military commands it can connect when it crashes then sends another report when it is about to run of power."

Church "Did you guys see the thing with claws?"

Caboose and I looks at each ""No""