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Atlantech: The Early Days (an ongoing prequel)

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Last_Valk_Standing wrote: I'm so glad that this is still on going! :D I've got some catching up to do!


Well hey there stranger, glad to see you back! Yes its still ongoing and I try to be more consistent with my updates despite my own body working against me at times but I'm pulling through. I hope you're doing much better these days too <3 Mmuahhh!



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Chapter 3 is currently in progress so hoping to have that finished by next week some time if not earlier. In the meantime have a sketch of the boys.





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“Maxwell, Maxwell, Maxwell!” Victoria shouted as she barged into his office, where she found him rummaging through the drawers of his desk.

“Christ’s sake, Miss Thompson!” He snapped in annoyance as he looked up. “What the bloody hell do you want?”

Victoria quickly walked over and dropped the newspaper onto his desk, placing her index finger over one particular article on the front page.

“Read that.” She said.

Maxwell narrowed his eyes at her and then looked down and began reading. “Why it’s nothing more than a story about a couple of bank robbers that got away. Is that not the norm in this city?”

“Of course it’s the norm.” She crossed her arms. “And it’s apparently easy to do.”

Maxwell scoffed. “Like you’d know at all? So what’s all this really about, Miss Thompson, hmm? You come to me with a story about bank robbers, making claims about how easy it is to get away with. Why though? Are you thinking about robbing a bank now?”

“Yes I am.” She answered with seriousness.

“What?” Maxwell suddenly burst out with laughter. “Oh my, y-y-you can’t possibly be serious!” He cackled. “You?”

She furrowed her brow in response. “Yes me and you too. I want you to help me, Maxwell.”

“Oh yes of course!” He replied with laughter. “Right after I stop laughing about how ridiculous this whole idea is in the first place.”

“We need the money.” She reminded him, now standing with her hands on her hips. “We can both benefit from this and you know it. After all aren’t you a former thief yourself? Or was that all just some ruse you’ve used all this time, simply to remind Morane of your usefulness?”

Maxwell looked insulted now. “I am useful in many ways.” He corrected her. “And yes, Miss Thompson. Once upon a time I was a master thief. So what of it?”

“Then you can help me after all.” She said with a smirk.

Maxwell rolled his eyes. “I can hardly even run this god damned establishment with you, now you want us to partner up and start robbing banks? Cor blimey, have you lost your mind!?”

“You’ve never robbed a bank before either, have you?” she countered.

“Of course I haven’t!” He exclaimed angrily. “I was a bloody jewel thief!”

“How long ago?” She asked. “And why did you stop?”

“At least ten years now.” He answered. “And why did I stop? Because of the bloody cops that’s why! You do know that any of kind of robbery is going to put you on their radar once again. Or is murder not already a big enough achievement?”

She glowered at him. “I am serious, Maxwell. And it’s worth it for the money alone. Just think, you can finish the floor and still have enough for other remodeling jobs. Together we can make this place the joint it was meant to be, and the best part? We’ll be rich, Maxwell. We’ll never have to worry about anything ever again for that matter.”

“Nothing except getting caught.” He reminded her. “It’s too risky for my taste, but on the other hand, it would be nice to finally finish the floor. But I don’t know, Miss Thompson. Are you sure you could even handle being a getaway driver?”

“Oh I don’t plan on being the driver.” She replied haughtily. “That’s going to be your job.”

Maxwell laughed again. “Oh so you’re going to be the one holding the gun eh?” He jeered. “Just face it, Miss Thompson. You couldn’t rob a bank even if your life depended on it.”

“And my life does depend on it at this point.” She tossed back. “So you’re either with me in this or you’re not.”

Maxwell uttered a sigh and shook his head. “Fine then, I’m in as well. But need I remind you this isn’t something we can just waltz in and do. It requires a lot of planning, Miss Thompson. A lot.”

“I understand completely.” She replied. “And plan it we shall.”



In the meantime, Brian had been wandering about again, still feeling a bit freaked out by that psychic’s words, while wondering if there was any truth to it at all.

It can’t be real. He thought as he continued on his way down the sidewalk, passing by a bunch of little shops. She’s full of it and just wanted a rise out of me, that’s all.

Brian appeared lost in his thoughts as he made his way past a small gift shop, when all of a sudden, the shop’s door flew open and a young blond boy wearing an oversized green coat walked out, nearly running right into Brian in the process.

“Whoops, sorry!” The blond boy apologized as he stood there holding a medium sized gift basket. “Guess I really need to watch where I’m going these days.”

“I’ll say.” Brian muttered turning his back to the kid.

“Well my name is Justin by the way.” The kid explained. “I’m on my way to the AMF base to drop off this gift basket for a friend you see.”

Too bad I don’t care. Brian was thinking as he listened to this kid ramble on.
But Justin could tell right away that this young man had no interest in anything he had to say.

“Not the talkative type eh?” Justin remarked.

“Not to those I don’t even know.” Brian replied with harshness as he turned back around and glared at Justin.

“Can’t win them all I guess?” Justin gave a quick shrug when he suddenly noticed the charred looking dog tags around Brian’s neck. “Oh my god.” He gasped. “It’s you!”

Brian blinked. “Come again?”

“Your dog tags.” Justin pointed out. “You used to have a brother didn’t you?”

Brian furrowed his brow. “Sorry but I’m not having this conversation with a complete stranger.”

“I know I might be a stranger to you.” Justin explained. “But I also used to be a soldier in the AMF.”

Brian could feel his anger building up inside now and knew he just had to get away and fast. “Leave me alone.” Brian warned him before hurrying away.

“I know how he died!” Justin called after him. “Don’t you at least want to know that?”

But it was no use, Brian had heard enough and didn’t want to be seen as he disappeared around the corner of a building and hid, hoping that kid wouldn’t dare chase after him.
Brian panted as he leaned up against the rough concrete wall filled with cracks. His breathing slowed as he waited, but soon, enough time had passed where he realized the kid wasn’t coming after all.

“Between darkness and former soldiers I can’t seem to escape.” Brian muttered. “I don’t want to know anything more. I just want to be left alone.”

I know how he died! Brian heard once more in his head, causing him to grimace as a sudden migraine came over him forcing him to sit down. Brian cradled his head with his hands and shut his eyes tight, begging for the pain to go away. Tears streamed down his face and he opened his eyes again.

“I know how he died too.” Brian said quietly to himself. “Because I was the one who saw it.”
Brian lowered his hands and wiped the tears away using the sleeve of his jacket. He took a few deep breaths as the migraine began to subside, then he stood back up, shaking the dirt off his jacket and pants.

I really need someone to talk to. He sighed deeply as he started walking again. Maybe now wouldn’t be such a bad time to visit that bartender again. But would he even remember me? It’s sure been a while. Still, it beats going back to Madame La Ruse again. I don’t care what that lady knows. I’ve heard enough out of her.



Meanwhile back at the AMF base, Lynne was on her way to visit William when she happened upon a basket of goods sitting outside his door. Wonder how long this has been sitting here? She picked it up and knocked on his door a few times. Or does he even know it’s here?

But when William finally answered the door he didn’t look the least bit happy to see her.

“Someone left this for you.” Lynne showed him the basket.

“Oh.” William replied with disinterest. “I didn’t even know it was there.”

“I figured just as much.” Lynne said, beginning to wonder if coming here was a mistake. “I hope you’re not busy, Corporal. Because I’d really like to talk.”

William looked away from her, wanting very badly to just slam the door and be done with it, but he knew he just didn’t have it in him at the moment. “I suppose we could talk.”He muttered, just audible enough for her to hear.

“Thank you.” She nodded as she walked in and set the basket down on his coffee table, then turned around to look at him.

Without saying a word he closed the door then headed over to the couch and sat down to take a look at the basket and see who it was from.

Lynne looked at him solemnly as she opened her mouth to speak. “I don’t like the way our last conversation ended.” She forced out, reminded of the time she’d said those very same words to Justin. “I don’t like the way it left me feeling.” She continued while noticing how despondent William seemed to be. “I was wrong for the things I said.”

“Glad you can finally admit it.” William replied nonchalantly as he looked through the contents of the basket which included a few bottles of wine, treats, and a note from Justin.

Lynne sighed, dropping her arms at her sides in a defeated manner. “Corporal, I just wanted to say that I’m sorry.”

William looked up from Justin’s note at her. “Sorry for what exactly?”

“The way I treated you.” She frowned. “I was too harsh, I see that now.”

William turned his attention back to the note, reading it as he listened to what else she had to say.

“Well I think that enough time has passed, that we should start to look past it all.” She said. “And having said that, I’m going to release you from your probation.”

William could hardly believe his ears. “You’re willing to do that?”

She nodded. “Yes Corporal, I am.”

In an instant William could feel that sense of relief he’d been longing for all this time. But then he wondered if there was a catch to this, or if she would end up changing her mind again, should he say something she doesn’t agree with.

“Well thank you, I guess.” William replied with utter shock. “But that still doesn’t bring Justin back, and you know you were just as harsh on him as you were on me.”

Lynne couldn’t help but groan now. “Well this isn’t about him, Corporal. This is about you and me wanting to make things right between us, you understand? That’s why I’m willing to do this for you.”

“Fine then.” William accepted. “But can he at least be allowed to visit me?”

Lynne thought about it for a moment and then gave a shrug. “I suppose in your case I could make a few exceptions, but I don’t want him staying overnight either.”

“Sounds reasonable enough.” William said in agreement. “But do you ever think you’ll ever change your mind about him and Atlantech?”

“I don’t know right now.” She answered tiredly rubbing her head. “That’s something I need to think about and I’m sorry but I really don’t want to at this time.”

“So how is he?” William asked then, changing the subject in order to stay on her good side.

“Who?” She looked at him in puzzlement.

“The admiral.” William answered. “How is he?”

“He’s doing better.” Lynne replied with relief. “Still a bit sore from his injury but he’s getting back to normal.”

William’s mouth curved into a slight smile. “I’m glad.”

“Me too.” Lynne smiled back at him.

“And you?” William suddenly asked, catching her completely off guard.

“Oh I’ve been fine too.” She answered quickly when William offered her a seat on the couch. “You can sit and tell me more if you want?” He gestured with his hand.

Lynne immediately declined. “I’m sorry but I’d rather not talk about it at this time. Perhaps another?”

“Well alright then.” William shot her a look of confusion. “Is there something wrong?”

She shook her head as she headed for the door. “Not at all, Corporal Sterling. “I’d just prefer to keep my private affairs to myself. Anyways I must get going now. I’m just glad we could finally talk.”

“You’re seeing someone aren’t you?” William brought up as though he’d known all along.

Lynne felt completely flabbergasted now and demanded to know how he found out. “Who told you?”

“You did.” William replied, triggering a look of complete shock from her.

“But I didn’t honestly.” She crossed her arms. “How did you really find out?”

“I can hear it in your voice.” William explained. “And if you’re happy with this guy, then I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks.” She replied in a hurried manner as she rushed for the door and let herself out.
Once she was gone William turned his attention back to the note from Justin, it read:

Hey Will,
hope you’re doing well I know I am, been making a lot of moolah in Gambler’s Strip lately. Of course I’ve also been kicked out and outright banned from some of the casinos for getting caught but you know how that goes, right? Anyways I thought I would put some of that dough to good use and send you something special since you probably need it more than I do. And I know you ain’t much of a drinker but the wine is the finest you can get in downtown Atlantis. Trust me I’ve sampled some of it myself it’s the good stuff! And I promise it doesn’t taste like piss either.
Also I wanted to see if you’d be willing to sneak out and come to the Card Shack with me for old time’s sake. I’ve seen Victoria around there a lot lately. Seems like that’s where she spends most of her time now, so it’d be the perfect opportunity for you two to meet. Maybe even run away together? Ok scratch that last part cause I don’t even know where you two could go honestly, but it’s fun to dream right? Anyways if you need help getting out of there let me know. Like I said I’ve got a lot of rolls to waste and I could even bribe the guards into letting you out. Trust me they would. I could even pay them to create a diversion to keep Lynne or the admiral from catching you too. Sounds good right?
Anyways just give me a call after you’ve read this and tell me what your answer is so we can set our little plan into motion here.
Your best friend,
-Justin


“You think of everything don’t you?” William chuckled as he folded the note and tossed it back into the basket, then stood up and walked towards his front door.

Freedom was just on the other side and it was the real deal. And while William felt appreciative that Justin would’ve gone to so much trouble just to sneak him out of there, he felt much better knowing he could leave on his own now without resorting to subterfuge.

He smiled with relief as he opened the door and stepped out. The air was crisp and cool, even a little bit warm, emulating the season of spring as he breathed deep, taking it all in.
“Freedom.” He sighed with happiness when a Tjatey female suddenly passed by with her young daughter clinging to her arm.

The little teal haired girl in the yellow sundress stopped and waved at William, smiling at him with such innocence that it made him forget about the warlike past of these aliens.
And as he smiled and waved back, the little girl giggled happily which sparked a look of curiosity from her mother as she stopped then and peered over her shoulder.

But upon seeing William, she quickly turned her head the other way and continued walking, behaving as though she’d done something wrong and were feeling too ashamed to face him.

William wondered about this himself, when it suddenly dawned on him. No one trusts them anymore after what happened. Everything has changed and they know this…….

But as of now the only person William really felt sorry for was that little girl. He knew in her world, this sort of prejudice didn’t exist and she wouldn’t learn about it until she was older. And only then would she learn the history of her own people and discover the hatred humans would always harbor towards her.
“Poor child.” William sighed with sadness shaking his head. “She doesn’t deserve that kind of future. Things really need to change, and for all of us.”



And speaking of change, at that very same moment Detective Vince Hayward of the ACPD was having a conversation with his partner regarding the peculiar absence of any new victims ever since they posted the police sketch of their suspect all over the city.

“What do you make of it?” Vince asked his partner as he sipped his coffee. “Do you think that bastard realized we were close to catching him and decided to lay low?”

Marks gave a half shrug as he sat at his desk, looking over a collection of police reports. “Certainly nothing new here either. Almost like he never existed?”

“Or the sketch was way off.” Vince added. “Either way he’s on to us.”

His partner hesitated for a moment before finally asking; “You don’t think Morane was behind any of these murders do you?”

“Ah, Morane.” Vince replied with intrigue, sipping from his cup once more. “Well I certainly wouldn’t doubt it, but he’s more apt to murdering big wigs than common hoboes. That is unless a particular hobo must have known something he shouldn’t? Then again Morane knows better than to murder these men himself so I’d say if he is behind it then he’s got himself some kind of stooge to do the work for him.”

“Like Maxwell Graham?” Marks suggested, causing Vince to chuckle.

“Nah.” He disagreed. “Mr. Graham may indeed be a stooge but he isn’t one that’s dependable. I believe Morane would send someone else, and someone who is stronger than your average man.”

“Or perhaps not even a man at all?” Marks mentioned, referring back to the lack of evidence.

Vince sighed deep. “Now that would be the biggest mystery of all. What sort of man can get away with strangling another to death with his bare hand, and not leave behind a single trace? Sure makes you wonder doesn’t it?”

Marks nodded. “I’ll say.”



Brian soon returned to the one place he thought he’d never venture to again. But the moment he walked through the doors he noticed something different about the place. He stood there wondering to himself when he suddenly looked down. What happened to the floor? The only thing Brian could see now beneath his dark brown loafers was a barren, filthy concrete surface, littered with cracks.

This place has gone to hell since I’ve been gone, Brian thought as he made his way to the bar when he noticed the familiar looking young Latino bartender standing at the sink, rinsing a bunch of glasses and setting them aside.

“What happened here?” Brian managed to ask, causing Enrique to pause and look over his shoulder.

“The floor never got finished.” Enrique replied, looking a bit shocked to see Brian’s face again. “And so you return. Why is that?”

“I needed to get away from someone.” Brian answered plainly as he walked over and took a seat in his old spot at the very end of the counter.

“Oh I see.” Enrique noted, lifting a brow. “And was this person also someone you pissed off with your brooding?”

Brian gave him a blank stare in return. “No. Just someone who was harassing me about my past. Why do you ask, do I need a better reason?”

Enrique shrugged in response. “I was merely curious, that’s all? Anyways can I get you anything? Do you want your usual water?”

Brian shook his head. “I only came to talk that’s all.”

“Ah, que pasa?” Enrique asked as he poured himself a glass.

“Some strange woman told me she can see my darkness.” Brian explained while looking a bit timid. “She claims to be some kind of mystic and says the universe speaks to her. But the most insane part of it? She actually knew my name and I didn’t even get a chance to tell it to her. She just knew it.” Brian shuddered.

“What was her name?” Enrique asked, sounding as though the woman was someone he knew.

“Well she calls herself Madame La Rouge.” Brian answered musingly. “Ring a bell for you?”

“Ay dios mio” Enrique remarked. “That crazy old bat? She’s a local. I’ve heard all kinds of stories about her. She’s apparently trouble.”

“Trouble?” Brian repeated with worry. “What exactly have you heard?”

Enrique finished the last of his water then set the glass down. “I’ve heard she worships the devil and practices all kinds of spells, trying to get revenge on her non-believers. She’s definitely a wacky one.”

“I’ll say.” Brian sighed. “I just want to know how she knew my name?”

Enrique gave a shrug. “Black magic? Who knows? But I’d advise you to steer clear of her, especially if she’s into witchcraft. You never know what that woman could be capable of.”

“Well I did refer to her work as crap.” Brian mentioned. “So maybe she’s already after me?”

“Could be?” Enrique shrugged. “Is she the one you’re running from?”

Brian shook his head. “No there was some obnoxious blond kid claiming to know how my brother died. And I didn’t want to hear it so I ran.”

Enrique’s eyes widened with curiosity. “You had a brother?”

“Uh, yes.” Brian said quietly, lowering his head as his fingers clasped tightly around his dog tags. “He was my older brother, Robert. He’s been gone for six years now.”

A look of sadness clouded Enrique’s face as he listened.

“He was a soldier.” Brian continued. “But he wasn’t killed during a war or anything, rather he was killed after volunteering to be one of the AMF’s test dummies.”

Enrique frowned. “Sorry to hear that, mi amigo. So is that why you carry such a grudge against the military?”

Brian nodded. “Foolish isn’t it? But it feels like they didn’t care, they just sent him to his death. He was really all the family I had left and he was taken from me.”

“That could explain all that darkness.” Enrique brought up again. “Maybe Madame La Rouge was onto something?”

“No, no.” Brian disagreed curtly. “She’s just a crazy old lady, nothing more. Doesn’t even matter if she knows my name or not. She knows nothing about me.”

Enrique said nothing more. He didn’t want this little reunion of sorts to take a turn for the worst, especially when it came to such a sensitive topic as loss. Still Enrique couldn’t deny that the mystery of this kid had been finally solved at last.



Meanwhile in Maxwell’s office, he and Victoria were already planning for their first heist as Maxwell sat at his desk, overlooking a detailed map of the city while circling potential targets with his ink pen as Victoria looked on.

She felt an odd combination of anxiousness and excitement as she watched him. This city owes us, she thought to herself, overwhelmed by the desire for revenge. And now we’re going to take everything and anything we want from it. Nothing is going to stop us.

“If we’re going to do this right we need to start out small.” Maxwell finally said, interrupting her thoughts. “As you can see so far, I’ve gone ahead and circled a bunch of the smaller banks right here in downtown Atlantis.” He pointed out. “This first bank here is located behind an alleyway, which would be the perfect spot to park the car. That way you can get in and out quickly and make it back to me in time to get the bloody hell out of there.”

“This all sounds so exciting.” Victoria commented with elation, rubbing her hands together. “My very first heist, can you imagine?”

Maxwell shot her an awkward look as he drummed his fingers on the map’s surface. “Oh yes, absolutely thrilling, Miss Thompson. Now let’s resume our plans, shall we?”

“Certainly.” She nodded.

“Very well then.” He rolled his eyes and continued. “You’re going to need some kind of disguise, that way you won’t be the least bit recognizable. So wear something you normally wouldn’t, understand?”

“Oh of course.” She replied in annoyance. “But I’d still like to look good doing it, understood?”

“Fine, whatever.” He quipped. “Just make sure you hide your bloody face at least!”

Victoria snapped her fingers. “A hat with a veil, that’s it! That should work, right?”

Maxwell sighed exasperatedly, rubbing the bridge of his long, beak like nose. “I suppose. Now what about your weapon? Or are you just going to use that little pistol of yours?”

“Of course I am.” She answered humbly. “I’m a good shot with it so why not? Or did you have something bigger in mind?”

Maxwell rolled his eyes as he suddenly got up from his chair and straightened his back. “No it’s better to start out small since this will be our first time. Only once we get the hang of things should we go for something more intimidating than your pea shooter. A gun is a gun after all. So what’s not to fear?”

“So when do we start?” Victoria asked excitedly as she hopped up onto his desk.

“Why, we start tonight of course.” Maxwell replied with a smirk which immediately dissipated into a frown once he noticed her sitting on his desk, and he promptly shooed her off with his hand. “Get off my desk!” He hissed.

“Well sorry.” She quipped as she slid back off and landed on her heels.

“As I was going to say….” Maxwell crossed his arms over his chest and glared at her through his beady eyes. “We start tonight. Therefore I’ll need you to find yourself a decent disguise while I see about finding us a working jalopy. Do keep in mind that everything we have talked about is strictly confidential and is not to leave my office, understood, Miss Thompson?”

“Yes I got it.” She huffed in annoyance.

“There is but one more tiny little thing to consider.” Maxwell said. “Not one word of this is to reach Morane’s ears either, because if he does find out, things won’t end so well for either of us, Miss Thompson. So you’d better think twice before you even think about bragging to anyone about this.”

“I know, I know.” She rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. “Who’d you think I was going to tell anyway?”

Maxwell gave her a blank stare. “Well for one you’ve got quite a big mouth when it comes to Enrique.”

She furrowed her brow. “I’m not going to tell a soul about this, Maxwell. You can trust me on this. You think I don’t know how serious this all is? Well think again. I’m not as foolish as you make me out to be.”

He scoffed. “Then you’d better do your best to prove me wrong. And you can start by moving your arse!”

“Okay, I’m going, I’m going.” She muttered as she headed for the door. “Just call me when you’re ready, alright?”

Maxwell sighed. “Fine. I’ll call you when it’s time. But you had better pick up or so help m—“

“I’ll pick up don’t worry.” She cut him off just before she opened the door then walked out.



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Chapter 4 is in the works among other things. Also working on a couple paintings, two of the sketches posted before actually. I didn't realize its been over a month but that's how long it takes me to work on paintings, sometimes longer depending on the size and amount of detail required.

Also a friend of mine has expressed to me interest in seeing some type of webcomic so I didn't make any promises but I am looking into doing something. Maybe a kind of side story series, something that takes place in between the prequels or something., I don't know yet, still working out the details on that. Can't make promises anymore since I'm not exactly as healthy as I used to be, so I have good days and bad days. Hopefully on those good days that's when I can make a lot of progress as far as getting anything done.

I've more or less earned the title of crazy bird lady so I also have to devote a lot of time to a spoiled rotten parrot before I can focus on my work. But luckily he is kind enough some times to let me work without him screeching for my attention the entire time.

Anywho that's my little update for now, I'll hopefully post again later in the week with a new sketch or something. I know this site isn't active much but I do see this thread gets quite a lot views so I suppose I have some kind of audience right? LOL

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Will try to finish chapter 4 already , been going through hell with health crap lately so when things get bad I'm forced to take a break from everything. I hate it but it is what it is. Got some artwork I'm trying to finish up as well. Hope to update with something soon.



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