dragonrazor
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"Mitochondria-- A Microorganism that lives within human cells, and had existed symbiotically with the nucleus for hundreds of millions of years. Critical for the production of energy within living things, mitochondria has its own genetic code, and the ability to evolve and multiply. After exhaustive DNA research, it appears that all mitochondria can be traced to a single source: a female human in ancient Africa, identified as 'Mitochondrion Eve'"
What if this organism had "her" own intentions, and was waiting for the day to take over the human race.
On Christmas Eve of 1997, "She" awoke. But "she" hadn't counted on another like her. Born of her own cells, the other fought her, and destroyed her. But it didn't end there.
Aya Brea, the "other", an NYPD detective, quit the force after witnessing the deaths of nearly one quarter of the city of New York. She moved out west, hoping to find herself, but instead found that a new breed of creature had been born out of the ashes of "her". Neo-Mitochondrion Creatures, NMCs...genetic mutations brought about by accelerated evolution caused by mitochondria. Aya joined the FBI, a new branch called Mitochondrion Investigation and Suppression Team, or MIST. Together with a cocky ex-Air Force PI, her reckless partner, and the team that she worked with, she stopped a second apocalyptic battle against mitochondria.
Now, she has found that she wasn't alone. There exist others like her, who have "awakened" mitochondria. And with this knowledge, comes knowledge that there will always be the danger of Mitochondrion Eve.
July 1st, 2007--Ten years after Eve's appearance.
After SWAT was sent into a building where they were told a terrorist was threatening the people inside, an explosion rocked the building. Following the explosion, monsters started to stream out of the building, engulfing much of Los Angeles.
Aya Brea, now the leader of the FBI's MIST division, called her team into her office to explain the situation.
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MIST HQ
Aron raised an eyebrow, having been watching the news, and stood up immediately. He had still been filing his report from his last mission when the explosion, which rocked the neighborhood, had occurred. He finished his report while watching the news, so he had a pretty good idea what the mission was going to be. He sauntered slowly towards the boss' office, saying something about "beautiful slave driver", and knocked on her office door.
In the office stood Agent Rupert Broderick, the oldest member of the team, who had been gathering firsthand reports of what was going on, as well as Agent Pierce Carradine, their Intel officer. He assumed that they were going to be giving the briefing, and leaned against a wall beside the door. Pierce, who had taught him most of the info they had on NMCs, gave a small, grim nod. Aron shook his head slowly. If Pierce was looking grimfaced, he could only imagine the look on the face of Agent Jodie Bouquet, the Weapons Controller. She was usually cheerful and irreverant, and Pierce was usually sarcastic, but to see such a look on either of their faces meant trouble of the highest degree.
LAPD
Jack Kincaid sighed, looking at the stack of reports he had been given to look through in the aftermath of the hostage situation in the new Tower shopping mall. He had hoped for a nice relaxing vacation, only to find out that every last officer was being called into the department to deal with the problem. As he read through the reports, he shook his head. Report after report mentioned monsters, hideous deformed creatures that looked like they came from other creatures. He looked up at one of the older detectives.
"Is this for real? Monsters appearing out of nowhere, some transforming from people? As if the explosion and terrorist hostagetaking wasn't bad enough, now they expect us to deal with monsters?"
What if this organism had "her" own intentions, and was waiting for the day to take over the human race.
On Christmas Eve of 1997, "She" awoke. But "she" hadn't counted on another like her. Born of her own cells, the other fought her, and destroyed her. But it didn't end there.
Aya Brea, the "other", an NYPD detective, quit the force after witnessing the deaths of nearly one quarter of the city of New York. She moved out west, hoping to find herself, but instead found that a new breed of creature had been born out of the ashes of "her". Neo-Mitochondrion Creatures, NMCs...genetic mutations brought about by accelerated evolution caused by mitochondria. Aya joined the FBI, a new branch called Mitochondrion Investigation and Suppression Team, or MIST. Together with a cocky ex-Air Force PI, her reckless partner, and the team that she worked with, she stopped a second apocalyptic battle against mitochondria.
Now, she has found that she wasn't alone. There exist others like her, who have "awakened" mitochondria. And with this knowledge, comes knowledge that there will always be the danger of Mitochondrion Eve.
July 1st, 2007--Ten years after Eve's appearance.
After SWAT was sent into a building where they were told a terrorist was threatening the people inside, an explosion rocked the building. Following the explosion, monsters started to stream out of the building, engulfing much of Los Angeles.
Aya Brea, now the leader of the FBI's MIST division, called her team into her office to explain the situation.
----
MIST HQ
Aron raised an eyebrow, having been watching the news, and stood up immediately. He had still been filing his report from his last mission when the explosion, which rocked the neighborhood, had occurred. He finished his report while watching the news, so he had a pretty good idea what the mission was going to be. He sauntered slowly towards the boss' office, saying something about "beautiful slave driver", and knocked on her office door.
In the office stood Agent Rupert Broderick, the oldest member of the team, who had been gathering firsthand reports of what was going on, as well as Agent Pierce Carradine, their Intel officer. He assumed that they were going to be giving the briefing, and leaned against a wall beside the door. Pierce, who had taught him most of the info they had on NMCs, gave a small, grim nod. Aron shook his head slowly. If Pierce was looking grimfaced, he could only imagine the look on the face of Agent Jodie Bouquet, the Weapons Controller. She was usually cheerful and irreverant, and Pierce was usually sarcastic, but to see such a look on either of their faces meant trouble of the highest degree.
LAPD
Jack Kincaid sighed, looking at the stack of reports he had been given to look through in the aftermath of the hostage situation in the new Tower shopping mall. He had hoped for a nice relaxing vacation, only to find out that every last officer was being called into the department to deal with the problem. As he read through the reports, he shook his head. Report after report mentioned monsters, hideous deformed creatures that looked like they came from other creatures. He looked up at one of the older detectives.
"Is this for real? Monsters appearing out of nowhere, some transforming from people? As if the explosion and terrorist hostagetaking wasn't bad enough, now they expect us to deal with monsters?"
