I am working on my first paperback, and it will probably be out in the next 2 weeks or so. Here is the cover art
Of which Proud Infinity is a part of!
Anyway on with the story as Trego is navigating his way through the time loops:
I walked over to the space port, spending more time with the android, Mitreah.
I waved when I walked in and she gave a friendly wave back, but did not know me from anyone else at this point.
“Oh hello! I don’t remember your name. Have we met?”
‘A few times…’ I thought to myself.
“Mitreah: Farewell Fallen Sword,” I stated cryptically. Her face went blank like it always does, before her bright eyes returned.
“Override confirmed. What are you orders?”
I waved my hand. “Nothing major, I simple want to talk to you a bit.”
“An odd request, but certainly.”
I spent a long time talking to her. Unlike the old man, she was much more fun, but I learned less. There was not as much applicable to me due to her combat android form and background. She could teach me so much about fighting, but not as much about the world.
Before the end of this loop I wanted to fight her more to train my combat ability. That was perhaps the biggest boon from her, other than eventually using her to break into ReCorp.
To her, my words were novel, “Mitreah, I want you to train me to fight. I want to use my pistol, and anything you can teach me. Execute training protocol number 2.”
She smiled at me. “This is so much more fun.”
She left to go get some training supplies she had in her personal locker. I had never figured out why an ex-combat android ended up here, I could never get it out of her. The best I could figure is that she was injured slightly, or had served long enough she got to retire.
Mitreah came back with a training pistol that would fire visible lasers that did not actually do anything but would respond if I hit her and she could react appropriately. Combat androids could fight with guns, and melee weapons, but there most signature weapon was their arm would form into a very sharp blade, essentially like a nano blade. Something like this would kill my obviously, so it was more like a blunt bat I was struck with.
She tossed the training pistol to me like always. I caught it and started firing at her dashing form.
Probably an old Aelisha combat android based on Solarian form, evidenced by her dashing style was leaning super far forward: the same way Aelishas ran. She slashed at me with her blade arm, I blocked with the pistol and dodged, firing at her. I knew her moves well enough at this point I could end it easily. My main goal at this point was to build up my own reflexes, not to use known paths.
I dove awkwardly a few times just to get off any previous path I would ‘remember’. I felt blind once again which I liked. Mitreah could easily take me out given her superior programming and speed but limited it during the training.
I fired a few times at her, impressed by how my own skills were coming along; she had to dodge which slowed her assault down.
She got close, swiping at me hard and connecting. Her blade arm of course was dull for training, but in real combat I would have lost my arm. Regardless it gave me a strong shock that made it numb.
I dove to the ground, grabbing the pistol out of my numb arm, turning around rapidly and hitting her in the chest. A spray of the laser beams struck home, and if it was a strong enough weapon she would have been killed. My aggressive push of not running and doubling down on the attack was enough to win.
“Uh…” She moaned in pain from the ground a bit before standing. We helped each other up.
“Dang, that was fun.” We with standing there, hugging each other for support. I was breathing hard.
“How are you so good? I had to go to the very limits to even catch you.”
I stepped back. “I’ve done this before.”
“Who was your teacher?”
“You.” I pulled out my real pistol, aimed and reset.