The Stalker

Mya Nakora was being followed. She had been watched for several days now, but each time she'd tried to identifiy it, whoever it was had slipped back into the shadows...

Being a Nakora, having somebody stalk her was rather unnerving, either A. They wanted her dead, or B. she had a potential pervert on her hands. Either way, not good.

At this very moment, Mya was onboard the Atomospheric lifter GCS Coronia, and already Slvana's military lockdown was happening over the planet, information was being monitored, News channels were as well, bulletin board messages were being moderated before going up. It wasn't easy for an Elite Commando to even wander in public now without being identified.

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Being a Nakora, having somebody stalk her was rather unnerving, either A. They wanted her dead, or B. she had a potential pervert on her hands. Either way, not good.

At this very moment, Mya was onboard the Atomospheric lifter GCS Coronia, and already Slvana's military lockdown was happening over the planet, information was being monitored, News channels were as well, bulletin board messages were being moderated before going up. It wasn't easy for an Elite Commando to even wander in public now without being identified.

A pair of eyes continued to follow Mya fro the darkness.

Mya shivered, her training said if that happened, it wasn't good. There was the problem though of that she could of blown her cool, luckily she was enroute to the cafeteria to get herself a good meal. Being an elite commando had that downside, you never got a good meal.

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Mya shivered, her training said if that happened, it wasn't good. There was the problem though of that she could of blown her cool, luckily she was enroute to the cafeteria to get herself a good meal. Being an elite commando had that downside, you never got a good meal.

Unfortunately for Mya, along the way she encountered a service drone. The drone appeared to be malfunctioning.

Mya stopped and looked at it, she didn't want to blow it, that would attract the GSF and CSF on her and she'd be arrested for damage to property. She sighed "Drone, ID recognition MS-990. Do full diagnosis." she ordered.

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Mya stopped and looked at it, she didn't want to blow it, that would attract the GSF and CSF on her and she'd be arrested for damage to property. She sighed "Drone, ID recognition MS-990. Do full diagnosis." she ordered.

Instead of recognising her, the drone simply swatted her away with a scoop - like attachment.

Mya took a step back to avoid it. "hmmm." came her only response in frustration as she tried to walk around it.

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Mya took a step back to avoid it. "hmmm." came her only response in frustration as she tried to walk around it.

The Drone moved after Mya, smashing and bashing aside anything in its path. It attempted to grab her with its other arm - a huge mechanized claw.

It got a grasp certainly, but on her leg. Mya fell because of it. "Damnnit." came her comment.

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It got a grasp certainly, but on her leg. Mya fell because of it. "Damnnit." came her comment.

The Drone continued to chase after Mya, snaping at her heels with its claw and trying to pin her in place.

As Mya was down already, it was easy to pin her. She was merely hoping at this stage that the GSIS or the security forces were around, a hope that died when she saw that the corridor had no security cam.

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As Mya was down already, it was easy to pin her. She was merely hoping at this stage that the GSIS or the security forces were around, a hope that died when she saw that the corridor had no security cam.

The next thing Mya heard was a yell, followed by something sharp being driven though the Drone's chassis - a longsword.

Mya blinked as she was able to free herself somewhat from the robots clutches. It was her upperbody mind.

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Mya blinked as she was able to free herself somewhat from the robots clutches. It was her upperbody mind.

Whoever it was had a fur covered upper body, riddled with scars and gashes. Its legs had been broken into a reverse jointed position, its cranium warped and malformed into something animal like...and having elven traits at the same time.

Mya blinked for a few seconds before freeing herself from the drones clutches and quickly scrambled to her feet.

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Mya blinked for a few seconds before freeing herself from the drones clutches and quickly scrambled to her feet.

"Are you alright my lady?" the creature asked.

"I'm perfectly well, thank you for asking." Came Mya's reply. She was a little dazed at hearing the 'my lady' part.

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"I'm perfectly well, thank you for asking." Came Mya's reply. She was a little dazed at hearing the 'my lady' part.

"Glad to hear it." the creature added.

"Who are you?" Mya asked.

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"Who are you?" Mya asked.

"My name? I...i can't remember..." the creature replied, scratching his head.

Mya's eyes calmly narrowed. "I see, strange for someone not to remember their name out here." came Mya's comment.

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Mya's eyes calmly narrowed. "I see, strange for someone not to remember their name out here." came Mya's comment.

"I don't remember a lot of things." the creature replied, before holding his head in pain.

Mya watched concerned, her finger was on one of her daggers. Just in case.

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Mya watched concerned, her finger was on one of her daggers. Just in case.

The figure morphed, its skin contracting back in. It continued to howl in pain until another figure took its place - it looked like a Dark Elf, but was black as the night. His scars and gashes hummed a unnatural red, and its face devoid of any features except a glowing pair of red eyes.

"Alright lover boy, you've had your fun." the new creature hissed.