Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!
Fireworks of chaos lit the sky above, momentarily overshadowing the sun's radiance.
Cries of war echoed as the Iron Beard pirates engaged in a fierce battle with the heavenly troupe, the gang lead by the Heavenly monkey.
The battle seemed one-sided, with the Iron Beard pirates in the lead.
Their prize possession, the Lucy, had set an almost impenetrable force field around it; each blast from the enemy slid explodong in contact.
Shielding the Lucy and it's ironbeard pirates.
The heavenly troupe were enraged as their attacks never seemed to reach the enemy, yet the enemy's cannons had made several holes in their jade dragon.
The force field was semi-permeable, allowing attacks from within while blocking those from the outside.
The heavenly monkey could only gnash his teeth in frustration.
Despite supposedly being an older generation of cyberpunks, in terms of technology they were lacking.
"Damn these Aether bastards," the Heavenly Monkey cussed ; his plan to steal the C.C. seemingly out of reach.
"Call for backup, and tell them to bring the Nullnut," the Heavenly Monkey ordered, literally ripping the hair from his arm in rage.
"Emm, Heavenly Monkey, the Nullnut will be difficult to acquire. Our current budget won't cut it," a beautiful female cyborg explained to her commander.
Her lower body, from her neck downward, was made of cyberware, steel muscle fibres that shaped the female form up to the tip of her synthetic mounts; her face an emotionless doll, beautiful but cold.
"Put the jade dragon up as collateral. We are getting the C.C. anyway; paying them back will be a piece of cake," he ordered.
The lady paused, her eyes flickering for a moment. "Message sent. All cyberpunks in T.hill have been notified..."
"And what of the Nullnut?" Heavenly Monkey inquired.
"Mayacorp has accepted our request. Nullnut will arrive in ten minutes."
"Good." The Heavenly Monkey strolled to the window, a smirk on his lips.
"I will take your head and your precious Lucy," he grinned maniacally.
His grin froze as he noticed, at the periphery of his vision, several military aircraft closing in on their location.
"It seems that the blues are also here?!" His grin grew wider, twisted and distorted.
"I guess we might not even need the Nullnut."
Meanwhile...
The police had finally caught up with the Lucy, and for a greeting they shot several missiles, each exploding upon contact with the force field, a truly impenetrable defense.
Unrelenting, several missiles were shot, yet each suffered the same fate.
"It has to break at some point," one of the commanding officers exclaimed as he gave the order for another bombardment.
As this unfolded Trijack stepped out of his cabin; his wounds no more.
His disfigured arm had been replaced with cyberware, a prosthetic arm, an exact replica of his other hand.
"The shield's integrity be slippin' away fast, divert t' the EM mirror, and do it sharp!" he ordered; the crewmates in the control room quickly following his orders.
The force field vibrated, humming with a sickening tune, like the song of a siren.
All attacks momentarily seized, every one stunned still by the noise.
They all paused, eyes glued to the translucent force field, which had now changed color from its barely visible blue to a circuit-grid-like red.
"What is that?" the enemies thought simultaneously, each afraid to attack.
They only knew of the Lucy from hear say, rumours about it formidable nature.
The Iron Beard pirates weren't even from their country, Euryo, but from the country of Aether, the land of cyber gods.
Their tech fr more advanced, the highest grade in the world.
They feared the unknown, none daring to attack; their defenses raised to the max, yet the expected bombardment never came.
The EM mirror was unlike the earlier force field. As long as it was up, the pirates on the ship couldn't launch an attack; not that their assailants were aware of that fact.
The chaotic battlefield was now dead silent, none daring to throw the first strike all alert, waiting to see what this new field could do.
As the silence drew on, they had decided to take the risk, but before they could, an attack came from nowhere, neither from the police nor the heavenly troupe.
An attack from the new backup: giant aircrafts, three in number, each unique in its own right.
The missile landed squarely on the force field; the red circuit-grid bubble caving in.
"Did it work?" the heavenly troupe and the police held their breath.
It seemed they would finally be able to breach the defence, but their bubbling excitement instantly changed to horrified shock.
The force field, like a trampoline, bounced the attack back to its original trajectory with greater force.
Boom!!
Before they could dodge, the aircraft that had launched the attack was hit by its own missile, exploding like fireworks in the night.
"An impulse field!" Heavenly Monkey's pupils constricted in shock.
An impulse field was the closest he could think of as it had similar effects but not as exaggerated as the EM mirror.
Both having the ability to reflect attacks, the EM mirror added greater momentum to their return attack, while the impulse field could, at best, return attacks with 90% of their initial speed.
Both devices that were rare and expensive to obtain.
"I need that Lucy," the heavenly monkey grinned nervously; his earlier goal of snatching the C.C. now overshadowed by the power of the Lucy.
With such a power in hand, he would rule over T.hill and even the whole of Euryo.
"When is the Nullnut arriving?" he impatiently turned to his assistant.
"It's here, sir."
The Heavenly Monkey looked out the window. A UCAV (Unmanned Combat Aerial Vehicle) carried a single tactical warhead.
"It's here," the Heavenly Monkey smiled, his fingers trembling in anticipation.
"Drop it," he ordered.
The drone positioned itself right above the Lucy, too high for any to see and small compared to the rest of the aircraft; thus no one except the Heavenly Monkey knew where it was.
With a click, the warhead was dropped, tearing through the clouds like a meteor.
With exact precision it fell onto the red circuit-like grid; the force field caved in but, unlike the earlier missile, it didn't bounce back, instead it went through the force field like a rock breaking surface tension.
The warhead continued, falling directly onto the deck.
"What the..."