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A Fantastic Voyage ~ Relighting the Beacon of Hope

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Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

After the decisive strike against the Watchmen last night, the Crimson Weapon had been feeling just a bit better about the state of things. In her new state of mind Kurai Kishimoto had come up with an idea, a risky, radical idea to heal the Scion of Hellifyno. Of course such an idea could spell either life or death for her young niece, so the Scientist would not be going at it alone. Instead she called in the smartest mind she knew to tackle a subject honestly she hadn’t even touched before. “Gaia. Can you hail Possibility for me? Don’t stop until she picks up, I’m sure she’ll want a part in this project.” Aboard the Gabe in high atmosphere over the red planet, the Captain and the Scion where actually in the shuttle bay; putting the final touches on a new ship. This one was rounder, with a big glass half dome front; definitely not her normal design for space travel.

Professor Possibility

Elsewhere, on the Fourth Planet, Possibility toiled away in her laboratory, fussing about with a circuit board and 3D printer, trying to finish a new component for… whatever it is she was working on. Some kind of otherdimensional camera or whatever she usually babbled about. But there was an annoying blinking somewhere in her mind… A deep, pulsating red that was taking up the whole of her vision, clouding her thoughts with rage… And that’s when she realized it was the light on her answering machine. Picking up the phone, she brought it to her mouth and just… screamed. “YES?! HELLO?! WHAT DO YOU NEED?!”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“Possi. The microphone is literally right next to your mouth. The receiver to my ear. You don’t have to yell everytime you pick up the comms.” Kurai teased a bit, shaking her head as the Professor could hear over the connection the sound of a ratchet to engine. “So. I have another crazy scheme yeah? To help someone. My niece Anthem, she’s been infested with an Anti-Magic nanite swarm.” Kurai assumed Possibility didn’t pay mind to the news as she was working on her own devices. “So I had this insane plan that might just work. Unfortunately, I’ve never dabbled in this science before so I wanted to consult with you. Have you ever working with shrinking before…?”

Professor Possibility

“I RAISE MY VOICE TO INDICATE MY STATE OF MIND AND MOOD.” She took a breath, though, audibly thanks to the microphone, and exhaled… And then took into account Kurai’s words. “…Oh, are you the actual aunt of the recently not so deceased Scion? I realized you bore the same surname, but didn’t know if there was a relation. I don’t exactly watch whatever cable reality television series your family has that keeps one updated on their lavish lifestyles, you know… But… Hmm.” She rubbed her chin and drummed fingers on the table in front of her… “…Are you suggesting that you shrink some matter of device down to a smaller scale, inject it into your niece’s body, and then remote pilot it to eliminate said nanomachine swarm? Well… That is quite nonsensical.”

“But it is also a spectacular idea and I love it. Yes, I have considered miniaturization before, and I have something built that should accomplish it. In theory. I never tested it on another living being again after… the first time.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“The very same. She’s my brother’s middleborn child.” At this point the redhead was used to her companions eccentrics, just kinda, ignored them when she could. “And. Uh. We don’t have a show. It was kinda just played… Whatever. Yeah.” She chuckled lightly, that part of the conversation not important. “Oh you have?! Glorious. Yeah, I’m willing to try it if you are, and Anthem’s dying to get back out there at full strength.” Kurai stopped what she was doing and pulled her head out of the engine department, a smug of oil on her cheek. “No time like the present. Get your gear together and keep your comms open, I’ll triangulate your position and beam you up.”

Professor Possibility

“Give me…” She looked aorund her lab. “Give me about thirty minutes!” And then Possi just hung up, slamming the phone down. And then she went about getting ready, putting sensitive items away, and then she had to send some of her cyberdroids down into the underground storage, which was still a work in progress, to bring out the crate that held the proper equipment for this matter. And then, once she’d brushed her teeth and gotten into her space suit, she called back Kurai on her suit’s built in communications. “HELLO! KISHIMOTO, ARE YOU THERE?! I’ve PROCURED my invention! It is a sizable crate, though, so make sure you get ALL of it as well as myself, please! Also, I have to say that I’m not fond of your ‘beaming’ technology, if only because of the paradox it raises. If I LOSE any of my NEURONS, I’m blaming YOU.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

The two Kishimoto women were well underway within that time frame. Kurai ordering her fleet of drones to finish the work as she prepared her niece for what was probably the most dangerous medical procedure of her life. They both cleaned up and Anthem changed, wearing nothing but a sports bra and pair of compression shorts before she sequestered herself to the medical bay. Kurai had walked up to the Bridge controls, ops station, with a single ear headset and a visor covering one eye, a purple shirt black jeans and her lab coat. “Kurai.” She corrected Possibility again. “Alright, just keep still alright? Don’t worry to much about it, I’ve perfected it. You wont lose anything, just calm yourself.” And with a series of buttons and dialed, the Professors position was calculated and her and her stuff were beamed on up. Their respected molecules coming together in the same array aboard the Gabe, as Kurai was there to meet her. “Welcome aboard.”

Professor Possibility

“That wasn’t as painful as I anticipated. Good.” Possi held the fishbowl helmet under one arm, and had the other hand resting on the tall crate that the equipment was in. “Well, Kishimoto, let me tell you what I have here!” Taking a moment to open up the crate and take out… something that wasn’t at all clean or smooth or perfected. It looked like, basically, some kind of… particle laser from a technical standpoint. “MUONS are the secret here! They are very much like electrons, but SMALLER… We’ll be needing to switch all our electrons over to muons… Carefully.” It took her a few moments to assemble the whole thing, with some parts of it just… exposed to the open air and spread out over a supported platform instead of encased by anything. “THIS should do that, and also prevent our atoms and molecules from scattering and thus causing a very immediate and sudden death in the process. And then, from there, a specialized containment field will PREVENT the very RAPID decay of the muons back into electrons, and ensure that, as we are compacted, we don’t… collapse in on ourselves and also die horribly from the runaway effects of nuclear fusion or gravity.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

Kurai of course lead her companion to the hangar where there was ample room to set up, and where the ship they’d be in was as well. “Muons huh? Something to read about later. But right now…” She sighed softly, there wasn’t alot of confirmation in those words.The Kishimoto redhead was very versed in what horribly awry experiments looked like, and this one very well could kill the three of them in one fell swoop. “You said that you’ve only tested it once? Did the subject survive?” She questioned, cocking a brow.

Professor Possibility

“Oh goodness, no, it didn’t survive! What, did you think I mentioned the containment field as a bragging right? No, I really do mean that it’ll prevent the effects I mentioned from happening to us. I mean, I suppose it shouldn’t be a surprise that a rat can undergo nuclear fusion from a theoretical standpoint, but witnessing it in person was… startling.” She touched her eyebrows. “These? I had to replace the hair follicles for my eyebrows.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“Oh fuck… Okay.” The redhead steeled her will. She had fought Gods and Demons, walked across stars and created black holes; danger was just her life now. “Let’s do it.” Even in Science faith was important, those too afraid to move forward could never see how far they can move. “Plan’s pretty simple. Shrink this ship, fly up to the med bay and the subject is currently going through a pre-op regiment to get ready.” She walked over to one of the two doors on the vessel and got in, then started to flip switches and dials. “Carpe Diem Professor. Shall we go once more into the breech?”

Professor Possibility

“Ah… Well, it should go well enough on inorganic matter.” And indeed, as Possi positioned it towards the vessel and then set a timer, she joined Kurai inside. “…Well. It could very well work well enough on inorganic matter, but also not at all replace OUR electrons as well, and then we’d be trapped inside of this thing when it very suddenly contracts and undergoes fusion, which would crush and cook us very, very quickly.” She put her fishbowl helmet on for safety. “Just so you know, Kurai Kishimoto, I have grown to respect you as a peer. I hope that this doesn’t kill us, so that we may complete our telescope and continue to interact. You’re rough around the edges, but you’re no fool. Just figured that I should say as much before I possibly kill us both.” And with no pomp and circumstance, very suddenly… There was a sensation of falling that lasted only a brief second… but seeing as how they weren’t dead, that only meant one thing… The vessel had indeed been shrunken safely. “…Ah, we lived.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

Kurai looked at the blonde woman with careful eyes as she explained their potential demise. “Ohhh. Whelp. That would definitely put a hamper on things wouldn’t it?” She got on in, noting how Possi had her suit and helmet on. If what she said about the fusion was true then even the DEFENDER armor wouldn’t be able to stand up to that kind of catastrophic failure. With a few strikes of the keys, the doors formed an airtight seal. “Wow Possibility, I was starting to think you really didn’t know my first name.” She laughed, alittle weirdly as her heart started beating faster as she prepared for the shrinkage. “Likewise. You have your… Quirks. But your clearly miles above these buffoons that surround else. I hope we don’t die, there’s way too many projects ahead of us. Anyone else might get them wrong.” Then suddenly the sensation of vertigo as the ship shrank and shrank and shrank. “Oh. You’re right.” The Captain released the breath she didn’t know she was holding. “We aren’t dead. Phase one, success!” She turned over the ship as it started to float in the now massive shuttle bay. Quickly they moved forward, towards the lift and actually using the latter access to fly up two decks until they hit the crew deck. The medbay doors were closed and sealed thanks to the sterile environment. But on the door was a tiny latch that went into an airlock like system, completely sterilizing the ship before being allowed into the clean room. “Alright Anthem. Just stay calm and relax alright. I’ve given you some meds for that, but if your blood pressure rises it’ll be probamatic for us.”

The Scion was laying on a cot, with a needle secured in her arm attached to a banana bag. There with a slight nod of understanding and agreement, and Kurai flew into the receiver end of the drip; riding the flow straight into Anthem’s left arm.

Professor Possibility

“Yes, Scion! I PLEDGE that my technology will be used to HEAL you of the INVASIVE pests that have INFECTED YOU!” Possi shook a fist in defiance of the situation. “I’ve always WANTED to do something medical one day, Kishimoto, really.” She spoke to Kurai now. “But I find that my mind wanders away from many such things. Mild genetic modifications, a few prosthetic designs… But this? I hadn’t thought of THIS… This might have legs to RUN with… MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” She cackled in joy as they entered a body at a smaller scale than made any sense. “This may be the first time that another human being in entirety has ever been inside of another outside of a womb… A unique perspective, isn’t it? Now… I PRESUME you have some kind of… plan to either neutralize or destroy these nanomachines we’re after, yes? Safely, mind. I don’t think it would be preferable to cause any kind of… detonation inside of a living organism at even this scale. So, what have you got?”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

Following the current bloodstream the pod started to flow towards her extremity, Kurai controlling the thing in a careful glide to avoid blood cells or crashing into the walls. “Quite a unique perspective. Agreed. When this works and we’re done we should definitely publish a paper.” A switch was flipped and the floodlights came on from above and the side of the ship. “Yes! Weaponry! Now of course this isn’t your standard mission where you can fill the air with metal, or blow shit up. No. Instead what I got is these.” A few more buttons and she brought up on screen what appeared to be a mine launcher. The mines getting zoomed in on to reveal that they didn’t explode or even shock, they actually latched on to a synthetic target and used its own power supply to disintegrate its inner workings until it was completely inert. On either side of the ship twin mini guns popped out as they started to turn. “Would you pilot our craft and I’ll man the guns? Something tells me I’m a better shot than you.”

Professor Possibility

“What makes YOU think I’m a POOR shot, woman?!” Possi seemed to take offense to that, but still shooed Kurai away from the pilot controls. “Just go play with your launcher if you want to, and I’ll handle navigation, that’s ALL you need to say, instead of insulting my marksmanship!” She sped forward blindly, almost as if she wasn’t paying much mind as to where she was headed. “Now, how are you tracking these invasive bodies?”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

Kurai shifted the stick over to Possi. “Ah. See Professor. I never said you were a poor shot.” Kurai replied. “Just that I’ve shot more guns then you, so I’m likely a better shot. Either way here we go.” On the screen where the explanation of the weapons was erased. What appeared was a map of their subjects body, then a close up of where they where and the several dozen mini robots that had planted themselves up the arm. “Please. Be careful. Let’s not agitate the blood vessel walls or anything. Even though Anthem’s under a drug regiment currently, her body will react on its own…” She dared not go into the complications of it. Her last statement was said with a tone of worry and concern, one of a caring Auntie. With that she warmed up the launchers, and as soon as the first nanite came into view she fired! A mine smaller than a blood cell swimming through the plasma as it magnetically stuck to the surface of the robot. After a few seconds and a little shaking, the nanite ran out of steam and died; now floating uselessly downstream .”One down. 17,354 to go.”

Professor Possibility

“MWAHAHAHAHAHAH!” Possibility cackled, tossing her head back. “QUANTITY doesn’t mean anything for QUALITY, Kishimoto! I graduated from simple PROJECTILES years ago!” Speedy her piloting might be, she didn’t actually crash into anything, and instead just seemed to coast along at speed to help expedite things instead; she was in full control while still being reckless. “I will do nothing to harm your niece, Kurai. I have nothing but admiration for a being such as the Scion! A duty to the whole world! MWAHAHAHAHA! Imagine… the responsibility. She is a brave one. I do hope she contributes greatly to… whatever lies ahead. It would’ve been MORE impressive if other forces had managed to turn back the tide from that otherworldly filth that was corrupting our land only weeks ago, but all the same, it was good she came along, as others weren’t quite able to handle it…” Seeing Kurai take care of one of the nanites, she shook her head. “I see the point Olde Watch wants to make… But all the same, my private, regulated contempt for magic isn’t the same as their imbecilic hatred. THIS is abominable, what they’ve done… A true invasion of privacy.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

Kurai chuckled as Possi laughed manically. “So then you probably forgot what recoil feels like.” She added, the visor on her face showing a targeting reticle now. Carefully Kurai made quick work of the single, or even dozens of nanites with single shots for each. But as they exited the arm and headed into the Scion’s core things got a bit more dangerous. The Olde Watch AM robots were everywhere! But the hundreds it would seem filtered out through her organs and muscles. Along her veins and capillarity’s as well. “It… Would seem… That they remain in the Cardiovascular system!” She she spoke the turrets were hot, firing a stream of these mines at the invading forces. Of course it wouldn’t take long for them to start attacking the ship! Luckily they weren’t armed for defensive measures and had to resort to try and physically tear them apart and rushed the pod!

Professor Possibility

“Oh, make no mistake, Kishimoto, the kick of antimatter annihilating is enough of a kick for me! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAH!” As for the current situation, Possi worked fast, piloting their vessel towards the small machine invaders of the Scion’s body. “Well, it makes sense! They’re likely not big enough to navigate TOO far. There’s a LIMIT to nanotechnology! I doubt they’ve taken larger things and SHRUNKEN them, as we have… You must BUILD on this scale, and it is MUCH harder. The fact they’d done THIS much is admirable! BUT! THEY’LL BE LAIN TO WASTE AND EXCRETED FROM THE BOWELS OF THE ONE THEY SOUGHT TO BRING DOWN TO RUIN! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” Because likely the dead machines would get cleaned from the blood and naturally passed on down to where all trash left the body…

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

That… Was Kurai’s end goal. Probably the least invasion thing Kurai could do, otherwise it was dialysis for the Scion and this doctor didn’t feel comfortable doing that with a magical person blood. “Pfftt. Antimatter. And you call me reckless!” The pods onboard targeting software combined with with AI locating in her visor assured that the Captain was as accurate as she could be, but as the swarms came in massive numbers she could no longer promise her /one shot one kill/ streak. Now the tiny bots were getting covered with two or even three mines at a time before tumbling passed them completely inert. Even with the speed Possibility was taking, shooting down 17k robots would have still taken them the better part of an hour; luckily Anthem was a bit on the short side. Partway through Kurai had to turn on some music as it helped her focus, an electronic beat over a classical violin instrumental. “So.. I planned our exit strategy through the nose. An anterior nosebleed will coagulate within minutes.”

Professor Possibility

“No risk, no reward! No sacrifice, no success! MWHAHAHAHAHA!” Zooming through the Scion’s body, Possibility decided to ‘show off’ a little with some fancy maneuvers, turning and flipping and twisting the vessel with skill but by whim alone; there was only the faintest hint of direction in her movements in that Kurai always found her guns lined up to hit a target; she found it easy to match tempos with Kurai’s shooting, it seemed, though not because of the music that was thrown into the mix. “BAH… Either the violin or the electronic pseudo instruments, Kurai, never shall the two meet and be more than senseless NOISE in my mind… I prefer A CAPELLA groups myself! BUT… The nose. An excellent exit choice…”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“Nonsense Professor. I believe they complement each other quite well!” She stated as she took her finger of the trigger, watching as they were surrounded by the corpses of the nanites with mines sticking to them. Slowly the scene cleared as they moved in the blood stream to parts around the body, and eventually the kidney and liver and so on… Kurai changed the track after examining the map and seeing the little bots dead. External sensors didn’t show anymore active foreign bodies except for them. The beautiful sound of Freddie Mercury’s voice filled the cabin now as ‘We are the Champions’ starting to play. “Alright. We got them all I’m sure. Let’s extract.”

Professor Possibility

“Queen is a slightly better choice, but a very over-done song, don’t you think, Kishimoto? BAH.” All the same, she gunned it ‘northward’, headed for the head of the Scion. “So, we’ve neutralized all the machines… I take it that whatever PSEUDOSCIENTIFIC TRASH was loaded onto those nanomachines is now deactivated, and so it’ll no longer interfere with your niece’s mystical gifts? I wish her a speedy recovery, if this has worked.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“Wow. You are like. Impossible to satisfy aren’t you?” Music was music, regardless of how many people listen to it or where it was played. “Yes. Even the most robust technology can not take point disintegration while simultaneously getting its power stolen.” Up and up and up they went, the sideguns retracting into the ship. “Now just a game of waiting and seeing.” The screen showed Possibility the way, and to where there was a small patch of Iodine over a vessel ready to be burst. Of course she’d have to gun the pod and crash against the side of the vessel! But it wouldn’t take long for the membrane to break, releasing the smaller than a pinprick pod into the open cavern of her left nostril followed by the stream of fresh blood that, if Possi wasn’t careful, would send them washing down the side of Anthy’s face

Professor Possibility

01:36AM

“The thing that satisfies me, Kishimoto…!” And Possi gunned the vessel forward into the membrane! And with some care, she managed to have them settle for the moment just on a bit of skin. “IS A JOB WELL DONE! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH– Also, and I’m sorry to say this, but it occurred to me that, seeing as how this was only the second time I’d used the muon replacement device, I’ve neglected to actually calculate how long it will take for the muons to decay back into electrons after the containment field also decays… It might happen at the same time, or it might not…” She got up from the chair then, and touched one of the walls. “Do you think the tensile strength of your ship is weak enough to break when our flesh expands suddenly, or will we be forced from it so much like… pus from a pimple, as just a spurt of oddly fleshy colored liquid?”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“I installed a feature for the ship to split apart at the seams. If something went south I figured the ship would be …. easier to pass in pieces.” She laughed. “Let’s head back to the shuttle bay.” Kurai jumped in the pilots chair and moved the ship quickly, barely giving the other woman time to sit as the pod moved through the Gabe, down a few levels, and into the shuttle bay. “So, how long ya think?”

Professor Possibility

“Oh, who knows…” Possi looked at her hands a little, suddenly very distracted with the material her gloves were made out of. “…A few minutes. Hours…. Days…” And something else that she muttered. It sounded like a word that sounded like it maybe started with a ‘Y’ sound… And it was followed by a cough. “Most likely a few minutes. Do you have food in here, regardless?” And just about when they got to the shuttle bay, there was a VERY UNCOMFORTABLE SENSATION of electrons reasserting their dominance over their little muon brothers… It was somewhere between an annoying pinch on the cheek from an aunt to someone trying to pump air into your skull with a hand air pump and also getting tossed by a catapult without your feet ever leaving the ground. “Oh, nevermind, we’re fine.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

“Uh. No. I didn’t think to pack food.” She admitted during the flight. Once the shifting happened again, she let out a little startled exclamation as the whole pod expanded back to size. “Ugh.” She put a hand on her head as she exited the pod. “Mah head. Job well done though!” She patted Possibility on a shoulder. “Seriously. Thank you. I owe you one.” A favor from the starship Captain? Those were definitely far and few. But when it came to family, it was worth it. “I need to go keep an eye on the patient, I’ll appraise you of her condition when it changes. Would you like me to drop you back at 4th lab?”

Professor Possibility

“Yes, if you’d be so kind! And…” Walking out after Kurai, she took a moment to think. “…Keep the muon replacement device. As a… gift. And a test. Improve upon it if you CAN, and show me what you do with it. I’m walking away from this after a nice amount of time seeing nanomachines up close on a very small scale, so I found it equally informative to what you may learn from my creation.” She nodded to Kurai respectfully. “And please, give the Scion my regards. Now send me home so I can get back to other IMPORTANT WORK… I need to finish my CAMERA.”

Cpt. Kurai Y. Kishimoto

Kurai nodded in agreement. “Oh I’ll tinker, you’ll see one day. For now.” She gestured her….friend. Over to the Transporter, where she’d be scattered across the stars and reassembled 10 feet away from her doorstep, every single subparticle in its proper place.

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